One Night Stand Pregnancy Novels & Stories

So tender between my legs. Like a flash…..the memories of last night came crashing down on me …Drinking to stupor and meeting that strange man….it seems we had a little conversation of a sort and ended up in a hotel room. My cheeks felt so hot and red as I grabbed my Long hair and recalled him rising above me…. sliding inside and repeatedly stroking me. Oh he had done it so well. Oh no!! Now is not the time to think of how good he was at it. I just had a one night stand with a total stranger.

I demanded from him. "The miscarriage" he said, hesitating. " That happened to her in a pack wasn't successful, her baby is still alive and it was about to leave today if Nurse Mira didn't go to check up on her. She was bleeding in her sleep but we were able to help her, she's asleep now". I swallowed hard, trying to steady the knot of relief and fear twisting inside me. "Wait.. so she's still… pregnant?" .My voice barely rose above a whisper.

The apartment felt different now smaller, louder, as if secrets had weight and sound. She barely slept. The next morning, Ava’s doctor confirmed what she had already begun to suspect. The test results sat between them like a quiet bomb. “You’re approximately seven weeks along,” the doctor said gently. Ava nodded, her throat tight. She placed a hand over her stomach without thinking. Seven weeks. One night. One choice. A lifetime unfolding. On her way out, her phone buzzed again. UNKNOWN NUMBER: We need to talk. Today. Her pulse spiked. She typed back once.

It was a sudden pleasure move that his body vibrated in response. His glasses fell off his hands to the floor, and he grabbed her butts, burying her mouth in his. The next thing, she dragged down his pants and, pushing him onto the bed, she climbed over him and, together, they maneuvered and explored for the rest of the night.

Of course, it can't be, and I hold on to the last hope that it's not him since he hasn't turned his face to me. But of course, it is. It's him. The only man I've thought of the past few months, that's had me writhing in bed at 3 am without being able to tell Jose what's going on. The man who in one night, spoilt me for any other man. I see him as he turns his face towards me. His lips are still so familiar even though we're miles apart, his hands tough and soft at the same time, I see the texture from where I stand. His face, his body, oh God and such a beautiful body it is, I remember how he held me so tightly thrust after thrust, how he held me as if I were a princess, how he whispered swe

- She stared at Robert last and noticed that he didn't have any expression, until he frowned and dodged over the table. - How? - The elderly seemed too confused. - Well, Robert and I had a one-night stand only once, a few weeks before the wedding. We drank that day and even though we were sober enough to remember, it wasn't enough for anyone to remember the condom. The next day I took the morning-after pill and for months I thought everything was fine until I discovered the pregnancy. - This is unbelievable. - Robert commented, staring from a distance at the picture of the same boy he saw when he went to the company.

Jasmine and I walked into the main office from the side, we were the last people to walk in so all eyes turned to us. The unique pair of hazel eyes with flecks of gold and green greeted me, I could never forget who those eyes belonged to. My mouth fell open in shock, embarrassment and shock again, I suddenly felt lightheaded and missed my step, thank god for the cubicle that I could hold on to on time. MY ONE NIGHT-STAND WAS MY BOSS… I FREAKING SLEPT WITH MY BOSS LAST NIGHT!!! Memories of the night before in his car came flooding in, how I kept screaming for him to go harder and deeper. I was so embarrassed that my cheek burned red, I suddenly wished the ground would tear open and swallow me

He smiled, sliding the whole length of himself into my parted legs. “Fuck” He groaned, his eyes glazing over. “So tight” He panted. I arched my back, meeting him thrust for thrust with my hips… matching every demanding stroke. He jerked once, a loud groan escaping his lips right before he spilled in me. “Fuck, I did not use protection” He commented, reaching for the ropes around my wrists. “I am on the pills” I told him. He smiled, the relief evident on his face.

I knew that I looked very beautiful that night, but I was just as sure that my beauty was not the reason behind the shocked expression on the face of one of the men sited opposite my Dad at the dining table. "Danielle, this is Adrian Valentino, your husband to be, and Alfredo Valentino, his father" I faintly heard my dad introduce, but I was too busy trying to comprehend the cruel twist of my fate to listen to what my father was saying. What was the snotty bastard of a one night stand from the resort doing, sited in my house? "You!" I heard him say at the same time that I did. "Do you two know each other?" I heard a male voice ask.

He Was right not to tell me, I couldn't handle the truth; it was too much for me, and I passed out. I knew I was cursing myself; the pain was too much for me to handle. That should have been the end, but life in particular wasn't done making a joke of me. I had woken to the news from him; I had woken to see him staring dead at me in the eyes, dealing me the news, the ghastly one. I was done. I was pregnant, six weeks gone. It turned out the one-night stand I had with Giovanni wasn't just thst,and I had gotten knocked up with a child in my belly, a beast too, I suppose.