Sunday, October 22, 2023

How a miscarriage effects a relationship

Despite being cleared to have sex since the miscarriage, I can’t get pregnant yet - for which I’m thankful. Both V and I are saddened by the miscarriage, of course, but we’re both working through it. He’s still seeking counseling from his therapist from a year ago and I’m contemplating seeking therapy but I’m not sure as of yet but I’m journaling and meditating. It seems to help me process the loss. 

V and I are still having sex but it’s only when we don’t want to talk. Unfortunately, we don’t want to talk much at all. Sure, we chat a little bit in the morning, when I get home, etc. but it isn’t our typical conversations. 

Typically, when I get home - well, his place….I let myself in, kiss V, we have sex for a long while, I shower, we place an order for dinner to be delivered, catch up on my reading, respond to emails, eat dinner & have a few drinks, have sex again, we watch the news. After the news, we watch a few tv shows where we have on for background noise, I make my lunch for the next day and go bed. V eventually makes his way to join me in bed; we have sex again for a few hours until we fall asleep in each other's arms.

As I get ready in the morning, I leave V sleeping in bed. I try to leave before he wakes up but that’s not always possible. If he wakes up when I do, he makes coffee for us both, leaving out a banana and a yogurt for me for breakfast. 

Sad news from last weekend

I had a miscarriage last weekend and was in the hospital for the weekend. I’m doing ok and have been cleared to have sex again. V and I are certainly having fun while having sex but we both understand that at this time as my body is healing, I’m unable to conceive. 

We do mourn the loss of the pregnancy and the who the fetus may have turned into. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2023

Loving an even higher sex drive

Now that I’m pregnant, I have an even higher sex drive than before and I love it. V and I are screwing nonstop in the morning until it’s time for me to leave for work and nonstop the second that I walk into his place. He rides my apex hard and fast until I climax and then he keeps thrusting until he climaxes. I love when he fills my apex; he fills me up several times before his essence starts pouring out of me. 

Once V knows that my apex is sore, I lay down on my stomach and let him ride my tight ass…if I pass out, he keeps at it until I wake up. 

We continue to have sex until I ask him for a little break…. I eat a granola bar and drink some water before I go back to bed with him. Sometimes I ride his penis in order to put my breasts in his mouth for him to suck and bite. V loves when I ride his fat penis as it makes him explode much more than him riding me…it makes my breasts ache/hurt when he screams my name as I ride him. 

Both V and I love when I get home from work on Fridays as it means we stay up all night Friday and Saturday. We’re screwing almost every minute of both days. If one of us falls asleep, the other one wakes up the sleeper by riding them. I purposely fall asleep because I absolutely LOVE when he roughly rides me until I wake up. 

Apparently, we’ve been a little bit obnoxious lately. The other night, V had bent me over the railing on his deck and screwed my tight apex like there was no tomorrow. I’d been screaming in pleasure and the next thing we know is that the cops arrive; they waited until V unloaded a massive load of his essence in my sore ass. The cops ask us to quiet down if we continue to partake in such activities outside. I chuckled then said that we’ll try but no promises as I’m about 7 weeks pregnant and my sex drive is higher than normal. The cops eyed me up with lust in their eyes and left. 

We continued to have loud and obnoxious sex for a few more hours and the cops were called several more times. The last time they arrived, they turned off their body cams, dropped their pants and stroked their mediocre looking penises and spewed their loads on the grass not too from where V and I were. Once the cops were dressed again, they turned their body cams back on and stated that this is the last time they want to talk to us about being so loud at night.  As they were getting in their vehicle, V and I both let out loud screams in pleasure as we climaxed the same time. 

When we caught our breath, V said that if I hadn’t already been pregnant I would’ve been by the following morning. I asked if it was a challenge and he said that it might be. We went inside his place, hydrated and ate then continued our sex fest until 7 am. We lost count of the amount of times we climaxed and screamed each other’s name. V left many bite marks on my breasts, inside my thighs, my back, shoulders and up & down my arms. 

I was tempted to call out sick that morning but V told me that he didn’t think it was ok to do last minute especially since I wasn’t sick and might need to use those days for appointments. I agreed with him and then I spread my legs for him. As he was massaging my bean, he realized how swollen my apex was and asked me if I was sure…I said I don’t want to be able to walk at all while I’m at work.

V rode my swollen apex as hard as he could while pinching my nipples and pulling my breasts. I begged him to stop but he said that he wasn’t done as he hasn’t painted my cervix with his essence. I passed out and he continued to thrust his hard penis in me. He eventually woke me up and told me that he finished in my apex six more times. I smiled. I knew that he’d be needing a break for a few days - I know I did. 

When I was at work, people saw me walk a little funny and saw a few bite marks/hickies on my arms; told them that I was a little clumsy over the weekend - it was the truth that I’m clumsy but they didn’t need to know about the sex fest over the weekend. When I’d gotten home, V had some orange juice and a heating pad ready for me. I drank the juice, showered and placed the heating pad on low to put on my apex for a bit. V unloaded down my throat a few times and then he played with my nipples and achy breasts until I fell asleep. 

Saturday, October 7, 2023

V and I are in a good place

We weren’t planning on having kids at all but I got pregnant and I’m 7 weeks along. I’m excited and nervous and V’s ecstatic. We’re not sure when or where we were I got pregnant but we’re both thinking the days leading up a weekend away or the actual weekend away itself.

The days leading up to the weekend and the weekend away, we were having nonstop sex, taking food breaks and drinking, neither one of us thought about me taking the pill. We barely left the hotel at all; when we did, it was to get food and alcohol….we definitely drank more than we ate.

V rode me from behind, doggy, missionary, on the furniture, in the shower, in the jacuzzi and the pool. Once, we shut the elevator down so we could have sex in it. He constantly filled me up with his essence. I was sore and swollen by Friday morning but we kept having sex throughout the entire weekend. 

I started feeling off around 6 weeks pregnant so I went to the doctor a few days later; I said that I was feeling sluggish and felt like I was getting sick. My doctor told me that I was most likely pregnant and she had a nurse draw my blood to be sent to get tested. I heard back a few days later that I was/am pregnant.