Working around the vasectomy - conceiving

[stevens4fun]

It’s better to write about topics like this here in the library, where we can use “fiction” even though it’s not. When it comes to our wives conceiving with BFs or lovers, the topic is controversial and as everyone has probably noticed results in all kinds of moralizing, flaming and shaming. The fact is that when we have a vasectomy and can’t get our wife pregnant we may have to resort to other means. It does turn out ok sometimes depending on the parties involved. It did for us. I’ll change the names (to protect the guilty) and a few facts about location for obvious reasons, be I’m sure there’s more than one couple in our little forums who has experienced this. Can’t give you every little detail (there’s far too many of them anyway!), but will cover the way things went. My wife Linda has conceived two times up to the time she conceived with Paul: once before we were married, and once after we married. The first pregnancy only went 5 weeks.

When my wife Linda and I met, Linda was 29, owned her home and rented a spare bedroom to a guy. She wasn’t in love with him, - she was renting a room to him and enjoying sex with him – with few strings attached. Both of them understood that there wasn’t long term potential, but both of them enjoyed sex with one another. As she told me after we married, he was nicely built (like most women, she didn’t keep a tape measure in the nightstand drawer - if you must know, she estimated 7” and nice thickness), in good shape and able to bring her to orgasm. When Linda didn’t have a date or was horny, it wasn’t difficult to find herself in bed with her renter. Sometimes she’d stay in bed with him all night when the mood hit her. Because no condoms were being used with her renter and because she was dating other guys with whom she had sex (usually without condoms after she got to know them), Linda used BC pills. She had been knocked up once before and decided not to follow through with the pregnancy as the father suddenly became less interested and available. Then I came along.

I was 38, recently divorced and living in my own condo nearby. We clicked on all levels and greatly enjoyed being with one another. We also shared some personal interests and both of us made good money. One night over a few drinks, the story about sex with her renter came out, she told me about her sex with him and she could not have missed the fact that I was hard during the discussion. We were sitting up against her headboard, from where I could see his clothes and personal effects in the room. This was HER room. And my cock was standing straight up. “I take it you like that” was all she said about it at the time. Fuck yes, I liked it! Especially as my cock plunged into her a few seconds later. From then on, we both knew it would be a fun ride! The next time I brought her home from an evening of fucking at my place, I noticed the renter’s stuff was no longer in her room. Soon I was having sex with her in her bed.

Linda continued dating her other BFs as our relationship grew stronger, but then I was moving in with her and she told me that because we were such an item, she was starting to back off her dating life, but if I expected this fun to go on, I’d need to make a commitment to a relationship sometime soon. I was still hard all the time thinking she might be in bed with her renter every night in his bed, but it wasn’t long before he moved out. A couple of months later Linda confided in me that she had one last date with an older guy she knew from work, a date she’d made long ago. We’d had a drink or two and were in bed together, beginning to discuss long term prospects for our relationship.

She said “I’m not a good marriage candidate for you, as I’d probably be tempted to sleep with other guys too” she said, “and while I love sex with you, especially the way you always go down on me to ensure I have an orgasm, I’m not having orgasms with your penis in my vagina. I need that” was how our discussion went. I was pretty sure she wanted me to propose and I took the bait and said I’d love to marry her, but would also want to share her with other men from time to time, - if she had any guys in mind that would be even better as long as we were married and she always came home to me. This was it, - time for me to fish or cut bait. I went for it and I said “after your date this weekend, please don’t clean up, - I want you as you are.” I just figured: might as well get it all on the table up-front. I was then treated to the sexiest deepest French kiss I ever had.

During our one-year engagement, we had some sexy threesomes with a couple of guys from her work, and she let me know that there was one guy in particular that she wanted to have sex with. “I’ve given him oral three times in the company truck and I want to experience full sex with him” was what she told me. It was clear to both of us that married or not, other guys would be sleeping with us, or with her. Soon after we were married, Linda invited this coworker to our home to have sex with her one morning, in our marital bed. I was not there, but knew she had extended the invitation. When I got home, the guy was gone, but she had that post-orgasmic face that only a woman who has been recently satisfied can have. I stripped as quickly as I could and kissed her – tasting dried cum as I did so. Went to her breasts and noted a saliva like fragrance, then I couldn’t help myself, - I spread her legs and enjoyed some of the sexiest oral I’ve ever given a woman. There was no doubt that her guy had finished inside her. When I mounted her to enjoy seconds I slid right in and lasted about 2 minutes. It was just too hot to hold back. I was well aware that since my vasectomy, I wasn't shooting as much cum volume and sometimes I didn't stay hard enough long enough to bring her to orgasm, so I having a friend who could help me satisfy my wife was just what the doctor ordered! Knowing what I know now, I wouldn't get snipped. But that's just me. And I loved the idea of threesomes! So did my wife.

After we married, we more or less agreed that having children might or might not be for us, - the timing wasn’t in our favor as I was about to go into my 40s, and she into her 30s. She still wanted to get PG, - we talked about it often and both of us understood that with her still having sex with three or four guys a month (including me) the potential for a surprise was high even though she was on the pill. We had been talking about her conceiving with a lover before we were too old, - sexy pillow talk, but also becoming a real consideration. In addition to being a practical way for us to start a family the idea of her conceiving in our marital bed with a lover turned us both on.

We knew we would love a child and could easily afford to expand our family, - what would we tell family? What would we tell anyone? What would we tell the man she conceived with? We even talked about would she continue to have sex with him while she was pregnant? When her milk came in, would she nurse us as well as the baby? How and when would we explain things to our child? For the moment, we kept Linda on BC pills with the idea that if we could just find the right guy things might change…….Cooler heads prevailed. Then 2 years later things changed.

We had five or six couples over for a small party. One guy’s wife didn’t want to come to the party and stayed home. Later, when the couples had all left and I had gone upstairs to bed after quite a few drinks, Paul was the only person remaining. Paul and Linda worked for the same company, on many of the same projects and on many out-of-town projects requiring hotels and sometimes travel by air. Unknowingly, Paul had timed his appearance at our party just right. The last couple to leave the party about 1 am left as Paul and my wife were making out on the couch, his finger deep inside her vagina. Their breathing ragged. Linda didn’t know that Paul hadn’t had sex in months. His cock was rock hard and she could feel it through his thin dress pants. She said: “Let’s continue the party upstairs,” and led him upstairs to our extra bedroom.

I heard them come upstairs, and expected her to join me in bed in a few minutes after getting Paul “squared away.” When she didn’t appear, I knew it was on. I waited another 10 or 15 minutes and then crept to the guest bedroom door which was open just a few inches (she later told me she did this on purpose), and peeked in. They were under the covers with Paul on top of her, inside her and making love to her. The kissing was non-stop and she was urging him not to stop, to keep going, “just right” and I could tell by the way her legs were moving under the covers that she was raising her hips to meet his thrusts. How I wished I could be under those sheets watching, and as she came to her first orgasm I almost came with her. Somehow Paul had not yet cum, and although he slowed way down as my wife enjoyed her orgasm he was still in her and he was still hard. Soon the pace quickened, and he just let himself go inside her. I watched a bit longer as he stayed on top and they kissed and caressed one another. Then I crept back to our marital bed in the master bedroom, horny as hell.

A half hour later or so, Linda crept into our bed with me, guided my hand to her vagina and let me revel in the sexiness of it all. Soon, I was on top of her (she loves missionary) and cumming. It was an exquisite orgasm for me, although she was just making sure I wasn’t left out of the fun. She asked me if “this is one of those nights?” In our marital lover’s code, that means do I want to eat her after sex (sex with me or another guy)? I had to have her that way and so she lifted her leg up over my head, put her hands on the headboard and squatted down over my face so that my tongue could reach or anus or enter her vagina. It’s messy to be sure, but is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever experienced with a woman. When I tired, she smiled, told me she loved me and would see me in the morning. She went back to bed with Paul.

Paul had some trouble understanding that I was good with he and my wife having sex and when they came downstairs for breakfast, it was a bit awkward at first. It took a while, but I reassured him that not only was I good with the idea, but that Linda had spoken often of him as the kind of guy she liked and because his wife wasn’t interested in sex any more, why not spend more time with Linda?! Linda chimed in that she would really like that and he said he couldn’t believe he could be so lucky, but that the only way he could do it would be if no marriages were broken up and his wife wasn’t intimidated by it and so on. Linda took some time to mention that the orgasms she’d had with him last night were her first in quite a while, thus establishing the fact that she wasn’t having vaginal penetration orgasms with me. At least not on a regular basis. While she does not cum often with my penis in her vagina, she will easily cum when I take her anally in prone position (me in her anus and her fingers or her Hitachi under her). And so began our relationship with Paul. It was understood that none of us wanted condoms to be used as she was on the pill, but if things went well might let her BC pill prescription expire. She was setting the stage, so to speak (didn’t want to use the expression “planting the seed”…..). What would we think of that? “Hot,” I said. “Wow” Paul said, not sure where this was going.

Linda, Paul and I all learned that this type of relationship isn’t just about sex, - there’s emotions involved, schedules and timing, work relationships, travel and a variety of other things that happen. Linda had been profoundly impacted by the intensity of the sex she’d just had with Paul and it stimulated our marital sex when he wasn’t around. She wanted to make sure I was good with all of what was happening, and took the opportunity to let me see her completely naked with Paul completely dressed on several occasions when he spent the night with her in our house. She said this turned her on, (watching me become so aroused) but it also served to let Paul know he was her guy while in our home. Paul was not comfortable with me in the room with them or watching, however. This deprived me of some of what I like, but I agreed to stay out of the room unless they invited me to join them afterwards. Most of these types of discussions took place over breakfast after Linda and Paul spent the night in our extra bedroom.

For the first few months, we more or less got into a pattern that gave Linda the most opportunities to have the most sex with Paul. Paul traveled our region (S. CA) for work every week and Linda traveled the same region three weeks a month, spending the 4th week at the corporate office. We were able to coordinate Linda’s travels a bit so that she could stay with him in his hotel room a couple of nights during the week their schedules could be overlapped. Paul would stop in once in a while at our house and spend the night with her when he could – usually 2 or three nights a month. This was the way we went forward and it was all good. She and I constantly talked about her conceiving with him, and she had broached the idea of accidentally becoming PG with him – what would they do? How would we all handle it, as it could happen even though she was on the pill. Her BC pill prescription was due to expire in a month, and we decided it was time to engage Paul in a discussion about pregnancy. About not renewing the prescription. As we were having foreplay before sex one night, Linda reminded me that Paul was a fun and smart guy, great to be around and could easily be explained to family as he was spending more and more time with us at our house. He didn’t panic when we raised the topic of her conceiving with him, although we hadn’t yet made it clear it was to be an intentional pregnancy, not an accidental pregnancy.

Nobody in the family knew I was snipped except for Linda’s sister who already knew Linda was having sex with Paul and was cool with it. Linda’s sister had been visiting us one night when Paul was there. She’d had a bit too much to drink and we talked her into spending the night at our place on the couch. In the morning, Linda forgot about her sister downstairs and came down the stairs in a sheer robe with Paul in his shorts. Holding hands and touching….. There was some awkwardness for a few minutes, but soon everyone was laughing and things got back to normal. Then her sister asked Linda and I where she could find a husband like me! And her sister intuitively knew or Linda told her – one or the other, that this was about natural insemination with a guy we liked. In a way, it was an erotic moment with Linda, her sister, Paul and I. We all knew what it meant. I was hard.

After her sister left, Linda and I talked with Paul some more about how we wanted to go forward. Paul was excited about no BC pills and we were too. We agreed to try and time their nights together so that she didn’t conceive for a while, - and so that we could all enjoy lots of sex with no BC for the first time in several years. But Paul made it clear that the idea of impregnating Linda (the concept had moved from innuendo to a straight-forward discussion) was a turn on for him and he was a lucky guy to have us in his life. He wanted to assure us of his support, that he’d be there and wanted to continue the relationship with Linda and would be happy knowing their child would have Linda and I as parents. We needed to work through how we’d keep Paul in our lives and introduce him to family when the time came, and many other issues.

One Saturday night when it was just Linda and I in our bed enjoying some arousing foreplay and talk, we began to explore the idea of her conceiving with Paul in more concrete terms. We both knew it meant major changes in our lifestyle and we agreed we’d love to be parents and have a family. “You know, honey,” she said, “I have feelings for Paul already, - I love him, but I want to assure you it’s not a threat to our marriage. I can love two men.” I have always felt that was possible for many women and agreed with her that it was good for her to have an emotional involvement with Paul as it would be good for all of us going forward, especially if she conceived with him. “Is it time for me to let the BC prescription expire,” she asked. I placed her hand on my stiff penis, and said “yes.” “I will want to keep Paul in our lives after I’m pregnant, and after I deliver” she said. “I hope he won’t get cold feet.”

We continued our pattern and all of us enjoyed the way our sex lives had ramped up once Linda and Paul began having sex with one another many months ago. One night as we were having one of our sexy foreplay talks, Linda asked if I was getting everything I needed out of the sex our relationship. “Absolutely,” I said, and I was delighted that despite the way she loved Paul, enjoyed being with him and having sex with him, that she was still very much in love with me and considerate of my needs. “What else would you like to do,” she asked. “First,” I said, “I need to know what else you need from me.” She thought about it for a moment and said she’d like to travel/vacation with Paul if I didn’t feel threatened by it, and “I’d like to have sex with him more often.” As you might expect, I was good with those requests, - she’d run them by me and considered my needs – what more can a guy want! I wasn’t too sure how any of this would play with Paul’s wife, but I ‘kinda had the feeling Paul was the one with the “travel” idea and it had the added benefit of them being together for more sex. As for my needs, I only had a couple: I wanted to lay in bed beside them while he fucked her to orgasm and finished inside her, then go down on her immediately after he shot his last spurt into her. And I wanted to watch her suck his cock to orgasm and enjoy a hot cumkiss with her after he finished in her mouth. I never did get to be in bed with them, but did get to see her take him orally in our living room, and enjoy that special kiss.

We were all hornier that first month after Linda stopped her pills and we pretty much wore ourselves out having intercourse. Things stabilized a bit after that, but they did not conceive right away. Their sex was special as they were lovers trying to get pregnant. We all enjoyed that but it wasn’t until 7 months later that we realized our dream might be happening. Linda’s breasts are aching, and tender. It might have all been in my head, but her beautiful large B cups looked more firm to me. It was stimulating to say the least and I wanted to feel them all the time. Soon, Linda was having some nausea in the mornings. Not too bad, but it did curtail morning sex for a while. Every father has experienced this, - as her tummy firmed up and her nipples changed, it was as if Paul and I were having sex with a different woman. I know it sounds odd, but knowing she had conceived with another man was really arousing to me and I’m thankful every day that I married this multi-dimensional, beautiful and sexy woman. Sucking milk from my wife’s nipples is one the sexiest things a new father will ever experience, and I wished it could have gone on longer. I’ll build another installment about how things went from the time we told Paul that he and Linda had conceived, then mid-pregnancy experiences, preparing for the baby, and the finances. I’ll add it soon, but suffice it to say our son is now a card-carrying adult and contributing to society. All is well.

[SamWarrens]

Awesome story. Did you have more than 1 child?

[stevens4fun]

Just one by a lover, one by me!

[OOAA]

What a HOTTTTTTT story!!!!

[Trvlman7]

Great story, hope you will continue