During my pregnancy, the only time my ex-husband (now ex-husband) accompanied me to the doctor was when I had already entered the eighth month and had a considerable belly. I took it as a beautiful gesture, although those who read my previous accounts know that he is perverse, morbid, so I shouldn't rule out some prank from his part. At that time, I was deeply in love with him (and still am, after all the evils he did to me) and forgave everything.
The reason for the consultation was that I felt like urinating all the time. The doctor asked me to position myself on the gynecological table for an external examination.
He was surprised to find that under my mini-skirt I wasn't wearing underwear. That's right, my ex used to ask me to wear mini-skirts all the time, even when I was in this state, and loved making me go out without anything underneath because he knew I would die of shame (and morbidness).
-It irritates me a bit, I said to the doctor, inventing an explanation.
He put on latex gloves and discreetly examined my labia.
-I don't see any irritation, he said while examining me.
Then my ex-husband had his first typical intervention in his style:
-She complains of internal heat.
I glared at him. The doctor, very professional, told me:
-I'll do a slightly deeper examination. Let me know if you feel unwell.
With great caution, he inserted a finger into my vagina and moved it slowly.
Pregnancy, as often happens to many women, had made me particularly sensitive. To be frank, I was hot, and I got excited easily. That probing finger in my intimacy provoked a terrible effect in me. I realized I was wet, and that embarrassed me.
My husband, who by then had already shared me with others, as I tell in another story, enjoyed the situation.
The doctor finished examining me as if nothing had happened, removed his moistened gloves due to my vaginal discharge, and confirmed that he didn't see anything. symptom of irritation. Anyway, he said he would prescribe a medication and I should have some tests to rule out an infection.
He went back to his desk, writing the prescription for the tests while my then-husband asked:
-Is there any problem with us still having sex?
I turned red with embarrassment. The doctor smiled kindly without stopping writing and answered:
-Well, with certain precautions, there wouldn't be a problem.
Then my husband asked again:
-Does that include anal sex?
I turned even redder. The doctor looked up and stared at him as if to check if he was serious or joking.
My ex-husband had his usual perverse smile. Very professional, the doctor said:
-Well, that's a decision couples should make together, without anyone feeling uncomfortable. And with due precautions.
My husband looked at me like saying I told you so.
The doctor gave me the prescription and asked me to come back when I got the results.
We left the consultation room and walked towards the car while my husband reproached me:
-You're a weirdo, how can you ask that?
-To shut you up, since you always complain about us having sex.
-It's risky.
-No, no, no, the doctor said it wasn't.
-He said we should be careful.
-He didn't say that.
-He did say that.
Then my husband got aggressive, as he usually was (one of the reasons for our separation).
-Let me explain, dear, I'm tired of you sucking my cock since you got pregnant and nothing more. I want to fuck. Co-jer, do you understand?
I was afraid of having relations in my condition. I managed to gain time: we would put it off until we knew the test results.
A few days later, I returned to the consultation room. The doctor looked at the biochemistry report and smiled with satisfaction.
-Everything is perfect, there's nothing to fear.
-What a relief.
I prepared to leave and he said:
-Excuse me if I make a comment... what the other asked... day my husband, did you ask seriously? I lowered my gaze and felt my cheeks flushing. It wasn't necessary to answer. -Look, ma'am, I don't want to intrude on your privacy, you're free to respond or not, but as a doctor I need to know in order to advise you. Are you used to anal sex? My cheeks flushed more. -Don't misunderstand. Each couple is its own world and knows what it's doing. You're a very beautiful, sensual woman, I understand that your husband... well, that's what I would do if I were in his place. But the topic concerns me because if you don't have experience, it's not a good time to start with this practice. -No... yes... it's fine... thank you for your concern. -Anal sex during pregnancy is not contraindicated, but it requires some previous practice. -Yes, I understand -I said without looking up. -Do you want a professional opinion on whether you're in condition to practice it? -What do you mean? It seemed the doctor no longer had his professional attitude from the other day. A certain sparkle in his eyes betrayed him. -To review and give me my diagnosis. -Review me? -Yes, for example, if you have sufficient dilation. The mere thought of having to show him my anus filled me with shame. I wondered if he was telling the truth or taking advantage of the situation. -No, it's not necessary -I said. -I would feel more at ease if you reviewed me. -I lowered my gaze again. I'm very submissive, weak-willed, and it cost me to tell him no. -It's just a minute -he insisted, already with latex gloves on his hand. I summoned all the strength I could and refused. -No doctor, it's not necessary. He seemed disappointed. He put the gloves back in a drawer and told me: -Well then, let me give you this. He searched for something in a drawer and took out a small bottle with a long nozzle. -You should use this before, do you understand? It's designed especially. You insert this nozzle and lubricate perfectly from the inside. -Thank you -I said stuttering. -I'll take that as... You're used to anal sex, but no precaution is too much. Promise me you'll use it. -Yes, yes. -And one more thing. Do you wear underwear? I blushed without being able to answer. -I ask because it's advisable that you use it as a first barrier to prevent infections. -I'll keep that in mind. I left the consultation room quickly. I threw the bottle away in the first trash can I found. That night during dinner, my ex asked how my test results were. -Fine, I'm perfect -I smiled. -Very good, very good, I'm glad to hear it. He gave me a kiss and let me celebrate with a glass of wine. After that, I went to bed and he got in about an hour later, completely naked. His hand went straight to my crotch. -It's great to know you have a healthy pussy, nothing weird. I moistened immediately at the contact with his fingers and started moaning. While he was kissing my neck, he asked: -Tell me... did you get hot when the doctor put his finger in? -Don't start... -I said between sighs of pleasure. -Come on, you can tell me everything... did you get hot? -You're a pervert... I told him on purpose... -Of course I told him on purpose. I loved seeing him put his finger in and you getting nervous... -And if I got hotter with you? -Impossible -he said, sinking two fingers into me. I let out a deep moan of pleasure, my body vibrated. He gave me a soft masturbation, telling me in my ear: -You don't know how hot you get when you're pregnant. I was also very excited. I tried to take his member with one hand but he dodged it with a perverse smile. -Hey... don't rush... we have all night... there won't be breastfeeding today, let's try something else. He slid down the bed towards me, positioned himself between my open legs and started sucking me. He played with my vaginal lips, my clitoris, and I didn't take long to have an orgasm amidst moans of pleasure. -Wow, you're so hot, mom... better... I'm going to release all the pent-up energy I have. He did it smoothly Put it to the side and lift a leg. He went back to sucking my pussy, then concentrated on my anus.
My ex-husband has an astonishingly long tongue and penetrated me with it. I passed from sighs to moans and from gasps to screams as he intensified the licking and filled me with saliva.
Even in the heat of the moment, which made me lose my head, I imagined what was coming.
-Ah... what are you going to do...
-I'm going to give you pleasure -he replied and continued sucking and dilating me. He opened my buttocks with his hands to penetrate me more deeply with his tongue.
I was out of it. Crazy with excitement, I pinched my nipples and rubbed my pussy. My husband took my hand delicately, brought it back, chose my index finger, and placed it on my anus.
-No... -I said weakly.
-Yes -he smiled- Pajeate your ass... do it like you taught me, because I like to see you...
He knows that those things fill me with morbo.
With his help, I slowly and deeply inserted my finger. Then I started putting it in and taking it out.
-Do you like it? -he asked, caressing my belly.
-Ah... you're a son of a slut... the things you make me do...
-Come on... put another finger in... I love you with your Booty well open...
-No... not from behind, please...
-Mi love... the dream of my life is to make an expectant woman's ass... won't you let me?
-It will hurt...
-No, it won't hurt...
-Sí...
-Don't you love me?
-I love you... you know I love you...
-And well, then give me your ass... it's a loving act what I ask for...
-It will hurt...
-Very well. You'll see that it doesn't.
He lay down on his side behind me, in the spoon position. He made me lift my leg again and started rubbing the head of his cock against my anus.
-Take care -I begged.
-Sí... I'm going to break your ass with lots of love.
He placed the wide head of his cock at the entrance of my anus and left it there for a moment. Suddenly, he pushed harder to get it in.
-Aggghhh...
-Shhhh... relax... you're relaxing...
He gave another push and felt another piece enter.
-Ayyyyy...
-Relax... It's going well... -she said, still caressing my belly. -Oh my love... oh my love... it hurts a lot... -Listen to me... relax your ass... -Ah... damn... what pain... -It's almost all in now... it's almost... She gave another push and buried herself deep inside me. It was literally like I saw stars. -Aaaggggghhhh.... Aahhhh... stop... get out... aaggghhhhh -Hold on... relax... you've got it all inside your ass now... just hold on while it dilates on its own, don't make any effort... I wasn't faking. The pain was so intense that even some tears fell from my eyes. It was like I was being deflowered again. -Ah... get out a little... -No my love... I'm not going to take it out... this is the most beautiful thing there is... I love you... I love you... -I love you too, but... -If you love me, support me. Support my love. She started pumping slowly. Desperate, I dug my nails into the bed, opened my mouth searching for air. -Uggghhhh... you're destroying me... -Yes my love... I'm breaking your ass... ah... how you're squeezing my cock... you're going to cut it off, daughter of a slut... Things about human nature, my insides opened up to the monster inside me, and now that it was more dilated, penetration became easier. It still hurt, but now it was more bearable. My husband immediately sensed it. -You're better, see? Now it goes in and out more easily. Do you like feeling a cock in your ass? -Oh my love... I feel all your cock... -Of course... and do you like giving up your ass? Yes? -Ah... yes my love... I like it... I like it... I'm yours... all yours... -I said, again out of control from the excitement. -It's a wonder to be pregnant while being screwed... a dream... -My love... do you like it? -I love it... with your rhythm... I love that you're so slutty... -I am what you ask for... In a state of excitement, we even tried several positions. When I was on top riding him, he squeezed my breasts so hard that some cum came out of my nipples. He drank it greedily. I had a series of orgasms in a row that left me on the verge of fainting. To complete his fantasy, he positioned me face up on the... bed, he masturbated kneeling beside me and threw his cum on my belly. I finished exhausted, sore, but at that time I was happy. For those interested, I invite you to read my other stories.
The reason for the consultation was that I felt like urinating all the time. The doctor asked me to position myself on the gynecological table for an external examination.
He was surprised to find that under my mini-skirt I wasn't wearing underwear. That's right, my ex used to ask me to wear mini-skirts all the time, even when I was in this state, and loved making me go out without anything underneath because he knew I would die of shame (and morbidness).
-It irritates me a bit, I said to the doctor, inventing an explanation.
He put on latex gloves and discreetly examined my labia.
-I don't see any irritation, he said while examining me.
Then my ex-husband had his first typical intervention in his style:
-She complains of internal heat.
I glared at him. The doctor, very professional, told me:
-I'll do a slightly deeper examination. Let me know if you feel unwell.
With great caution, he inserted a finger into my vagina and moved it slowly.
Pregnancy, as often happens to many women, had made me particularly sensitive. To be frank, I was hot, and I got excited easily. That probing finger in my intimacy provoked a terrible effect in me. I realized I was wet, and that embarrassed me.
My husband, who by then had already shared me with others, as I tell in another story, enjoyed the situation.
The doctor finished examining me as if nothing had happened, removed his moistened gloves due to my vaginal discharge, and confirmed that he didn't see anything. symptom of irritation. Anyway, he said he would prescribe a medication and I should have some tests to rule out an infection.
He went back to his desk, writing the prescription for the tests while my then-husband asked:
-Is there any problem with us still having sex?
I turned red with embarrassment. The doctor smiled kindly without stopping writing and answered:
-Well, with certain precautions, there wouldn't be a problem.
Then my husband asked again:
-Does that include anal sex?
I turned even redder. The doctor looked up and stared at him as if to check if he was serious or joking.
My ex-husband had his usual perverse smile. Very professional, the doctor said:
-Well, that's a decision couples should make together, without anyone feeling uncomfortable. And with due precautions.
My husband looked at me like saying I told you so.
The doctor gave me the prescription and asked me to come back when I got the results.
We left the consultation room and walked towards the car while my husband reproached me:
-You're a weirdo, how can you ask that?
-To shut you up, since you always complain about us having sex.
-It's risky.
-No, no, no, the doctor said it wasn't.
-He said we should be careful.
-He didn't say that.
-He did say that.
Then my husband got aggressive, as he usually was (one of the reasons for our separation).
-Let me explain, dear, I'm tired of you sucking my cock since you got pregnant and nothing more. I want to fuck. Co-jer, do you understand?
I was afraid of having relations in my condition. I managed to gain time: we would put it off until we knew the test results.
A few days later, I returned to the consultation room. The doctor looked at the biochemistry report and smiled with satisfaction.
-Everything is perfect, there's nothing to fear.
-What a relief.
I prepared to leave and he said:
-Excuse me if I make a comment... what the other asked... day my husband, did you ask seriously? I lowered my gaze and felt my cheeks flushing. It wasn't necessary to answer. -Look, ma'am, I don't want to intrude on your privacy, you're free to respond or not, but as a doctor I need to know in order to advise you. Are you used to anal sex? My cheeks flushed more. -Don't misunderstand. Each couple is its own world and knows what it's doing. You're a very beautiful, sensual woman, I understand that your husband... well, that's what I would do if I were in his place. But the topic concerns me because if you don't have experience, it's not a good time to start with this practice. -No... yes... it's fine... thank you for your concern. -Anal sex during pregnancy is not contraindicated, but it requires some previous practice. -Yes, I understand -I said without looking up. -Do you want a professional opinion on whether you're in condition to practice it? -What do you mean? It seemed the doctor no longer had his professional attitude from the other day. A certain sparkle in his eyes betrayed him. -To review and give me my diagnosis. -Review me? -Yes, for example, if you have sufficient dilation. The mere thought of having to show him my anus filled me with shame. I wondered if he was telling the truth or taking advantage of the situation. -No, it's not necessary -I said. -I would feel more at ease if you reviewed me. -I lowered my gaze again. I'm very submissive, weak-willed, and it cost me to tell him no. -It's just a minute -he insisted, already with latex gloves on his hand. I summoned all the strength I could and refused. -No doctor, it's not necessary. He seemed disappointed. He put the gloves back in a drawer and told me: -Well then, let me give you this. He searched for something in a drawer and took out a small bottle with a long nozzle. -You should use this before, do you understand? It's designed especially. You insert this nozzle and lubricate perfectly from the inside. -Thank you -I said stuttering. -I'll take that as... You're used to anal sex, but no precaution is too much. Promise me you'll use it. -Yes, yes. -And one more thing. Do you wear underwear? I blushed without being able to answer. -I ask because it's advisable that you use it as a first barrier to prevent infections. -I'll keep that in mind. I left the consultation room quickly. I threw the bottle away in the first trash can I found. That night during dinner, my ex asked how my test results were. -Fine, I'm perfect -I smiled. -Very good, very good, I'm glad to hear it. He gave me a kiss and let me celebrate with a glass of wine. After that, I went to bed and he got in about an hour later, completely naked. His hand went straight to my crotch. -It's great to know you have a healthy pussy, nothing weird. I moistened immediately at the contact with his fingers and started moaning. While he was kissing my neck, he asked: -Tell me... did you get hot when the doctor put his finger in? -Don't start... -I said between sighs of pleasure. -Come on, you can tell me everything... did you get hot? -You're a pervert... I told him on purpose... -Of course I told him on purpose. I loved seeing him put his finger in and you getting nervous... -And if I got hotter with you? -Impossible -he said, sinking two fingers into me. I let out a deep moan of pleasure, my body vibrated. He gave me a soft masturbation, telling me in my ear: -You don't know how hot you get when you're pregnant. I was also very excited. I tried to take his member with one hand but he dodged it with a perverse smile. -Hey... don't rush... we have all night... there won't be breastfeeding today, let's try something else. He slid down the bed towards me, positioned himself between my open legs and started sucking me. He played with my vaginal lips, my clitoris, and I didn't take long to have an orgasm amidst moans of pleasure. -Wow, you're so hot, mom... better... I'm going to release all the pent-up energy I have. He did it smoothly Put it to the side and lift a leg. He went back to sucking my pussy, then concentrated on my anus.
My ex-husband has an astonishingly long tongue and penetrated me with it. I passed from sighs to moans and from gasps to screams as he intensified the licking and filled me with saliva.
Even in the heat of the moment, which made me lose my head, I imagined what was coming.
-Ah... what are you going to do...
-I'm going to give you pleasure -he replied and continued sucking and dilating me. He opened my buttocks with his hands to penetrate me more deeply with his tongue.
I was out of it. Crazy with excitement, I pinched my nipples and rubbed my pussy. My husband took my hand delicately, brought it back, chose my index finger, and placed it on my anus.
-No... -I said weakly.
-Yes -he smiled- Pajeate your ass... do it like you taught me, because I like to see you...
He knows that those things fill me with morbo.
With his help, I slowly and deeply inserted my finger. Then I started putting it in and taking it out.
-Do you like it? -he asked, caressing my belly.
-Ah... you're a son of a slut... the things you make me do...
-Come on... put another finger in... I love you with your Booty well open...
-No... not from behind, please...
-Mi love... the dream of my life is to make an expectant woman's ass... won't you let me?
-It will hurt...
-No, it won't hurt...
-Sí...
-Don't you love me?
-I love you... you know I love you...
-And well, then give me your ass... it's a loving act what I ask for...
-It will hurt...
-Very well. You'll see that it doesn't.
He lay down on his side behind me, in the spoon position. He made me lift my leg again and started rubbing the head of his cock against my anus.
-Take care -I begged.
-Sí... I'm going to break your ass with lots of love.
He placed the wide head of his cock at the entrance of my anus and left it there for a moment. Suddenly, he pushed harder to get it in.
-Aggghhh...
-Shhhh... relax... you're relaxing...
He gave another push and felt another piece enter.
-Ayyyyy...
-Relax... It's going well... -she said, still caressing my belly. -Oh my love... oh my love... it hurts a lot... -Listen to me... relax your ass... -Ah... damn... what pain... -It's almost all in now... it's almost... She gave another push and buried herself deep inside me. It was literally like I saw stars. -Aaaggggghhhh.... Aahhhh... stop... get out... aaggghhhhh -Hold on... relax... you've got it all inside your ass now... just hold on while it dilates on its own, don't make any effort... I wasn't faking. The pain was so intense that even some tears fell from my eyes. It was like I was being deflowered again. -Ah... get out a little... -No my love... I'm not going to take it out... this is the most beautiful thing there is... I love you... I love you... -I love you too, but... -If you love me, support me. Support my love. She started pumping slowly. Desperate, I dug my nails into the bed, opened my mouth searching for air. -Uggghhhh... you're destroying me... -Yes my love... I'm breaking your ass... ah... how you're squeezing my cock... you're going to cut it off, daughter of a slut... Things about human nature, my insides opened up to the monster inside me, and now that it was more dilated, penetration became easier. It still hurt, but now it was more bearable. My husband immediately sensed it. -You're better, see? Now it goes in and out more easily. Do you like feeling a cock in your ass? -Oh my love... I feel all your cock... -Of course... and do you like giving up your ass? Yes? -Ah... yes my love... I like it... I like it... I'm yours... all yours... -I said, again out of control from the excitement. -It's a wonder to be pregnant while being screwed... a dream... -My love... do you like it? -I love it... with your rhythm... I love that you're so slutty... -I am what you ask for... In a state of excitement, we even tried several positions. When I was on top riding him, he squeezed my breasts so hard that some cum came out of my nipples. He drank it greedily. I had a series of orgasms in a row that left me on the verge of fainting. To complete his fantasy, he positioned me face up on the... bed, he masturbated kneeling beside me and threw his cum on my belly. I finished exhausted, sore, but at that time I was happy. For those interested, I invite you to read my other stories.
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