One Night Stand Pregnancy Novels & Stories

I needed to understand what was going on, so the moment the throbbing in my head reduced, I turned around and saw the biggest shock of my life. A naked man lying in the same bed with me. Hold on, all that happened the night before wasn’t a dream? A stranger. Then I yelled at the top of my lungs.

“Close the door fully and feel free. I’m not a monster. My name is Ethan. The first time I saw you at the bar, I wanted to come meet you. You were very beautiful to be looking so down that night. But when I saw that man from earlier approach you, I had to stop. I waited, watched and listened instead.” I just stood there listening to him with shame burning in my chest. My face felt hot. I remembered that night too well. The drinks, the one night stand with Mark, the bad decisions, how I paid him and left. Now this stranger knew details I wished I could forget. I didn’t say anything. I just listened, arms crossed tight over my chest.

So I needed something to ease my rage. I took Lyrik’s drink and downed it in an instant. I didn't know what happened afterward because I just found my cock hard and wanted to have sex with Lyrik. I scanned through her body and she looked very sexy that night. I wanted her as well as she wanted me because she kissed me first. I dived her like a sex-starved animal, ripping off her clothes and having my way with her. But why will she be pregnant over a one-night stand? “Lyrik, so what do you want me to do about your pregnancy?” I finally raised my eyes, setting my gaze on her.

he said as he tried moving closer to me. “Don’t step any closer!” I yelled, stepping back so fast my desk shifted backwards, “Please… don’t come any closer.” He stopped in his tracks, hands hanging helplessly at his sides. I could feel the sting of tears pressing against my eyelids, but I forced myself to stay hard. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. “You know what? All we had was a one-night stand,” I let out a bitter laugh, “And yes, I got pregnant from it but that doesn't mean anything else is attached to it.” The words came out of my mouth as if I was trying to convince myself and not him.

He was breathing heavily-not from the fact his health restricted him from yelling that way, but from the fact that he was infuriated. 'How is this even possible? It was just one fucking time. How the hell is she pregnant?' Thane thought, a mixture of surprise, anger and a bit of excitement rushing through his body. This was the first time a one-night stand had conceived, or rather had come out to say she was pregnant for him. Cecil was quiet, but it only angered Thane more. "I made a mistake, alright? A stupid mistake. Why are you blowing this out of proportion?" He yelled again, but a little quietly this time, running his fingers through his hair.

It was supposed to be just a one-time encounter — just letting out the steam that had been fuming between us. He was not made for relationships, while I just got out of one and was not ready for another. But that one-night stand turned into two nights, and then three, until I could no longer count the number of times he knocked at my door whenever he wanted to get laid. And I just let him in. Every damn time. But then, the nights of passion turned into two stripes on the pregnancy stick.

The phone is still vibrating against my hip. I fish it out at a red light. 127 new Slack notifications. My stomach drops. The company-wide channel (#hayes-global-all) has a pinned message from Chloe. A screenshot. A blurry 2019 forum post from a throwaway account I used when I was eight months pregnant and terrified. Title: 23 & pregnant after a one-night stand – do I tell him ? The post is me, word for word, crying into the void at 3 a.m. : “I don’t even know his last name. He was in Miami on business . I was stupid and drunk and it was my first time and now I’m having his baby and he’s gone . I’m so scared . I can’t do this alone .”

As Violet left to fetch a pregnancy test, I remained in the bathroom, my mind racing with a mix of confusion, concern, and a tinge of fear. The reality of the situation sank in deeper as I reflected on the possibility of being pregnant from a one-night stand. The thought of facing such a life-altering event without a clear understanding of what transpired that night added to my anxiety. Minutes ticked by, I anxiously awaited Violet's return. I tried to steady my breathing. The sound of the front door opening snapped me out of my train of thoughts, I heard Violet's hurried footsteps approaching the bathroom. Violet entered the room, holding a pregnancy test kit in her hands. She handed it to

"I have something to share with you but I'm kinda scared to say this…" "What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything." "I'm pregnant." "You're pregnant?! Wow, I'm so glad." I pulled her into a hug. "No, you shouldn't be. I don't even know who the father is. I know it's against what I stand for but I had a one-night stand while I got drunk for the first time. I thought I just needed to have fun to wash away my pains by drinking but then I woke up the next morning, naked, no man, just money on the bedside table of the hotel I knew nothing about."

Even as I closed my eyes now, I was hit with the disgusting image of Sean, my long-time fiancé of three years, cheating on me with an average-height, dark-skinned Flora on our matrimonial bed. Soon-to-be matrimonial bed. I had found him fucking her on the supposed matrimonial bed we were meant to share after marriage. When I arrived home to surprise my ex-fiancé, the first sound I heard was a loud moan as I opened the door. Clothes were flung around the couch and on the floor. Following the trail, I picked up the bra and panties I saw on the passage leading to the room. I kept trying to convince myself that my worst nightmare was not about to happen. But then the screams and moans became lou