Pregnancy From One Night Stand Novelas e Histórias

The doctor replied. He furrowed a brow, he couldn't make sense out of what he just said. "What can't you say?" He asked the doctor, who hesitated for a while. "Can you just tell me what the fuck is going on?" He asked him. "She is pregnant." Was the doctor's reply. He couldn't help but gasp out in surprise. How can she be pregnant? He asked inwardly. His biggest fear had come to surface. He knew that it was because of the one night stand between the both of them.

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.

I slowly sat down opposite him. He has never asked me to sit. "How are you feeling? Fine I guess. "I replied, awkwardly. "So...I practically couldn't sleep last night and I was thinking about what to do about the child. Honestly, I've encountered three women who tried to pin down a pregnancy on me....I usually could tell they were lying because they immediately demanded money which I didn't give to them. And then they end up confessing to not being pregnant at all. I'm sorry i didn't use a condom that night.I don't always go raw on women...but you were just...em..."

- 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.

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.

Stare at myself in the mirror. I can't be pregnant. We just had sex last night. It's too soon. You can't know after one night. But I'm late. Very late. And there was Night Three in Vegas. Night Four. Night Five. We didn't have intercourse but there was intimate contact. And earlier, before the deal, when we— No. That was three years ago. This can't be from then. But what if it is? What if somehow— I'm spiraling. Need to calm down. Need to think rationally.

ATHENA You know there is a saying that a person’s life falls apart at least once before they die Well, they are not wrong. I am living in hell. One would think that a one night stand would be fun and free of consequences. I mean that is why it is called a one night stand… so it happens and we never think of it again. Whatever could go wrong? Allow me to tell you! You could get pregnant and locked up in a penthouse to bear a child you do not want while the bastard who has knocked you up is gallivanting half way around the world with other women on his arms.

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.

she cautiously questioned with shifty eyes. "What!" I knitted my brows in disbelief. Me pregnant, after a one-night stand… The mere suggestion sent shockwaves through me. My mind reeled, trying to comprehend the implications of those words. In disbelief, I walked to my living room and plopped onto the sofa with slumped shoulders. "I can't be pregnant from a one-night stand," I murmured while I evaded her sight because I felt embarrassed once again. Like who the fuck gets pregnant from a one-night stand in this modern society??? I tried to swallow but a lump filled my throat.

he asked, walking away as he handed him the pill. Frank was left staring at the pill in disbelief. His nightmarish experience was far from over, and it looked like it was just going to start. However, there was some truth: women were different, and some got pregnant just from one night stands while others could sleep around without birth control and still not get pregnant even when they were fertile. The possibility of coming back and starting all over again would be a heavy burden that he could not carry. He looked at the pill again and threw it in his mouth. Even though it was small, he could not swallow it, so he had no option but to allow the bitter pill to dissolve in his mouth.