Dr. Jack Parker, Fertility Specialist

[Sidney_1]

Dr. Jack Parker, Fertility Specialist (Closed for GPLockwood)

Ava’s appointment was at 2:00pm, so she had told Cole not to come. She knew his absence would be noted at work and he had already taken enough leave due to her. In truth, she was ashamed to be here, ashamed she had to be here, and her husband. . . well, for some reason she just felt like she wanted to do this alone. Ava didn’t want to see the pain in his eyes, too, when she had to re-tell her history.

Ava fiddled in her leather bag, turning her cell phone off. She glanced around the clean, quiet waiting room and took note of the beautiful, blonde secretary. She had a fullness to her face and chest. . . OMG, she was pregnant, too.

Ava struggled against tears, wondering how she could create so much in her life, but she couldn’t create a life.

There were a few men in suits in the room, assumedly waiting on their wives, and a few women who appeared pudgy.

A chirpy, red-headed nurse opened the reception door and called, “Ava Foster? Please follow me.” She led Ava down the hallway with a bounce in her step.

Ava said a silent prayer of letting go. Please God, if I’m meant to bring a child into this world, let this treatment work. If it doesn’t, then I’ll take that as a sign, too.

Although, truthfully, Ava knew she couldn’t afford adoption. She would have to go much more public with her career and that wasn’t a choice that she was ready to make. As it was, she hoped no one would recognize her here. Ava purposely kept a low profile and loved the freedom that it allowed her.

It really came down to a choice of fertility treatments or adoption.

 

[GPLockwood]

The happy redheaded nurse reminded Ava of a cheerful songbird as she led Ava back to a scale, and measured her height and weight, which she recorded on a clipboard. On the way back, Ava learned that the nurse was named Sharon, and that she had three children aged 5-9. She credited Dr. Parker with all of them.

Reaching into a cabinet, Sharon provided Ava with a sterile cup for catching a urine specimen. "Now, I'll need you to provide me with a urine specimen," she sang with more enthusiasm than was really necessary.

Ava nodded and accepted the cup, and then went into the bathroom and attempted to shut the door.

The nurse blocked the door with one of her shoes as she cleared her throat. "I'm so sorry, ma'am, but I'm afraid that I have to watch," the nurse said apologetically. Ava felt annoyed, but the poor nurse seemed genuinely sweet. "The purpose of this test is to check for chlamydia and gonorrhea, as well as the use of illegal drugs that could interact with the fertility treatments. Not everyone wants people to know about things like that, so I have to make sure that you're not cheating. As you know, sexually transmitted diseases are one of the chief causes of infertility."

Ava glared at the perky redhead, who smiled at her thinly in response before continuing.

"Once you're done, I'll do a blood draw on you. It's going to be a thorough blood-panel with all of the usual blood chemistry, as well as a thorough run-up of your hormonal levels. Trust me, Dr. Parker is always very thorough. If anyone is going to get to the bottom of your infertility, it's going to be him. Also, we'll be drawing blood for the purpose of testing you for HIV, syphilis, and hepatitis."

"At that point, we'll need you to fill out a quick little three-page questionnaire on your medical history, we'll conduct some measurements on you, and then we can stress-test your cardiovascular condition while the lab runs your blood tests. Dr. Parker will be performing your stress-test personally," Sharon beamed. "Isn't it wonderful that we have our own lab that can do this all on-site?"

 

[landiek]

jubilee kirk

I felt my biological clock was ticking and at thirty-two my chances were getting slimmer to have a baby. So I called to schedule an appointment.

Just waiting for the response was eating at my nerves. I had gathered every medical record about my periods to include the one that ran for three weeks due to an excess desire to lose twenty pounds to make the college cheerleader squad.

 

[GPLockwood]

The phone rang in Jubilee's house.

"Hello, ma'am? This is Dr. Parker's fertility clinic. We're calling to confirm your appointment for 4:00 tomorrow afternoon."

 

[landiek]

"Hello, ma'am? This is Dr. Parker's fertility clinic. We're calling to confirm your appointment for 4:00 tomorrow afternoon."

I could not contain my excitement as I wrote down the time in the appointment book.
The rest of my day went wonderfully as I worked on the dress for my special clients.
Even Trenton noticed my happiness and when I fessed up on why he said. "Bitch, they better give you a triple shot."
I laughed and went back to working on the mangown due for pick-up next week.
All that night I worried about my diet, the amount of salt I use, the amount of chocolate I have on a daily basis.
It was no wonder I barely slept.
I called Trenton letting him know not to expect me today.

At one thirty I grabbed s shower, left off the make-up and perfume, and dressed in a Juju Kay original peach lace blouse and skirt with tan flats.
My heart fluttered as I drove to the clinic. Once I arrived I found myself holding my breath as I signed in. I glanced at the time and groaned. I was an hour early.

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava Foster

A well of anger flared in Ava at the idea of being watched to urinate. And while she doubted that she had any diseases, it seemed logical to rule everything out. And she couldn’t argue that it was convenient and efficient to have all the testing done here.

“Yes, it’s incredibly convenient to have this work-up all in one place and that we can get a lot of the preliminary work completed during my appointment. I’ve read that Dr. Parker is very successful. I hope to be a success story, too,” Ava smiled, meekly.

Ava had worn a bright blue sweater dress with black, thigh-high tights, skipping the underwear for a stream-lined look. Why bother when she assumed she might have to take them off anyway? Ava gathered her dress to her waist and crouched on the toilet and filled the cup with her warm liquid. She then seated herself fully on the toilet and emptied her bladder, using the cleansing wipes to clean herself.

Ava handed her specimen to Sharon, who was still smiling, a bit more amusedly. She felt reassured by Sharon’s confidence in Dr. Parker and she could feel her nerves settling. All these tests seemed standard. . .perhaps something was just “off” with her hormones and it was as simple as that.

Sharon motioned for Ava to follow her into another tiny exam room.

“Mrs. Foster, I’m going to assume that you’ve eaten today, but on your following visit, we’ll check some fasting tests. For now, can you please roll up your sweater sleeve and I’m going to draw some labs that I described earlier.”

Sharon opened a cabinet that was stocked full of tubes and syringes and she gathered her supplies.

“Ah, here’s a good, juicy one,” Sharon said, with enthusiasm, rubbing the cool alcohol pad vigorously against a vein.

“This will just be a quick prick, Mrs. Foster.”

Ava sucked in her breath, felt the pinch, and then exhaled as she watched the warm blood exit her body, as Sharon filled the numerous tubes. Please let there be some answers in there.

Sharon snapped the tourniquet off, placed pressure and a band-aid over the puncture site and asked her to wait here while she brought in the questionnaire.

Ava checked her phone. She knew Cole would be thinking about her. She texted, “It’s going fine —just doing some basic lab work so far. Don’t worry. I love you.”

 

[GPLockwood]

Sharon handed Ava a plastic clipboard with the questionnaire on it. "Now, I'll need you to fill out this questionnaire while you're waiting on Dr. Parker. He's going to be doing some measurements on you himself, and then conducting an examination where he's going to need you to take your clothing off. Some women want to keep their underwear on, but I've never seen the point. It's not like he's not going to see it all anyway, right?" She seemed so damned cheerful. "He's especially thorough with your breasts, since that's where you're going to be feeding your baby. So do you have any questions of me at the moment?"

Ava had begun glancing down the paper. She understood that they needed to know the dates of her last menstrual cycles, and she had brought all of that information with her. She glanced down the sheet. Some of the questions- perhaps even most of them- were standard questions for a medical questionnaire. They wanted to know if she smoked or drank. She felt a little annoyed when they asked if she was using illegal drugs. After all, weren't they testing her for those anyway? Why would she be spending thousands of dollars at a fertility clinic if she planned to spend her whole pregnancy drunk and high?

No, she had never had cancer. No, she didn't have diabetes. No major surgeries. No heart conditions. Dear God. She closed her eyes and took a breath. Yes, two miscarriages. She choked back her tears as she wrote down the dates that her precious babies had died.

Sharon's smile melted, replaced with sympathy. Ava felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. "It's all right, honey," Sharon said quietly.

But it wasn't all right. If it were all right, Ava wouldn't have to be here! How the hell do drunk teenagers get pregnant without trying and then end up with babies they don't even want, and Ava couldn't even conceive with her sweet, loving husband? The world is not a fair place.

Ava's phone buzzed. It was a text message from Cole. "Good luck, Sweetheart. I just know that we're going to be parents! And you're going to be the most beautiful mother to the most beautiful baby that ever lived."

That was too much. Ava broke down, sobbing. Sharon hugged her gently, and then retrieved a box of tissues.

"Do you need to talk about it?" Sharon said soothingly. The maternal tone reminded Ava that Sharon had children. Ava didn't.

Ava blew her nose. "I'm good," she said stoically.

She continued the questionnaire. Were there twins or triplets in her family? Yes. How often did she desire sex? Ava wished that they had a box labeled "none-of-your-business". How often did she and her husband engage in intercourse? Ava shook her head.

Doesn't anyone understand that it's hard to feel sexy when you're mourning the loss of two babies, and nobody even treats you like a grieving mother because somehow your kids don't count?

The questionnaire asked if she had ever experienced abnormal sores on her genitals. Had she experienced cloudy or foul-smelling discharge from her- Really? Ava had to stop and take a break.

Sharon patted Ava on the shoulder. "I'll be right outside in my office if you need me," she said sweetly. "Dr. Parker will be with you in a few minutes."

As Sharon opened the door to leave, Ava could hear laughter in the hallway and a stranger's voice, "...just wanted to bake something for your office and thank you! Here, let me show you a picture of my beautiful, healthy..."

The voice disappeared as Sharon shut the door, leaving Ava very alone. A baby on a poster on the wall smiled down mockingly at Ava as she began finishing the form.

She had just completed the paperwork when the door opened again.

Dr. Parker walked in, extending a sympathetic smile and a firm, warm handshake to Ava.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Foster," he said.

He was a tall, handsome man that looked a bit young to be such a widely respected and brilliant reproductive endocrinologist. His dark hair was neatly combed, and his piercing blue eyes looked like the windows into a keen mind and a magnificent soul. He had a strong jaw, and his easy, friendly smile displayed the most brilliant set of perfect white teeth Ava could remember seeing.

Even beneath his lab coat, Ava could tell that Dr. Parker kept in shape. His arms were toned. His dress-pants were snug around muscular legs with powerful thighs.

"I know that we've discussed your situation and most of the details of your case over the phone," he said, "but it's important to me that you know how personally committed I am to you being able to bring a healthy baby into this world. I promise to do everything- absolutely everything- in my power to help you make that happen."

 

[landiek]

Jumbled Kirk

I waited as most of my patience was shown during waiting. I noticed a water dispenser and debated on getting a cup.
Instead of asking first I drank three small cups which was a mistake cause now my bladder cramps.

I quickly go to the desk. "May I use the restroom? I know my appointment isn't til four but I know I won't last til then."

" Let me finish this call and I'll be right with you." The receptionist replied.

I turned away from the window and sat down. I was hoping the call was short so there were no urinary accidents.

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava Foster

Ava shook Dr. Parker’s hand, matching the same enthusiasm that he had extended to her. She was surprised to feel nervous excitement. The last thing she was expecting was a handsome, sexy doctor. Everyone in this office seemed so vital, healthy, and happy. Good things had to happen here. . .

“Thank you, I appreciate your commitment and thoroughness. I know doctors can’t make promises in regards to outcomes. I know this requires a bit of patience. I see pictures on your walls. . . but, I’m not even allowing myself to believe that can happen to me at this point. But, deep down, I certainly hope so, " Ava said, toying with her purse handles.

Ava set down her purse and shuffled her position in the chair. She had remained fully clothed since Sharon hadn’t given her a gown.

“So, what is the next step in this initial fertility evaluation?”

Ava glanced at Dr. Parker’s lab coat, cross-checking it with the name on the diplomas in the room. Yes, yes, yes. Ok, game on.

 

[GPLockwood]

"Well, Mrs. Foster, Nurse Sharon should be back in a moment to help to obtain your measurements. As you are no doubt aware, having too much body fat or not enough can both cause infertility. Sharon is going to take a few measurements on you, and I'm going to be conducting what's called a skin-fold test. It's not painful, but combined with the rest of your biometrics it will give me a good, solid idea of what your real body fat percentage is. Of course, you're going to have to take your clothing off for that, if you don't mind."

Was it Ava's imagination, or was there a glint of excitement in Dr. Parker's eyes when he was talking about her removing her clothing?

"Next, I'll have to conduct a very thorough examination of your breasts. This is very important. Now, Mrs. Foster, I hope that you and your husband are conducting regular breast examinations at home for the sake of ensuring that any lumps are caught early. I will certainly be checking for lumps, but what I'm going to be doing is a combined breast examination and massage. This is both to ensure that milk is likely to flow normally once you begin lactating and because I believe that regular massages are both good for general breast health and that they will help reduce soreness after you begin lactating."

Dr. Parker smiled. "Does it sound good to be talking about motherhood in the future tense? I can't make any promises at this point, of course, and I would hate to get your hopes up too much- but I've got a good feeling that we're going to be talking about your pregnancy in the present tense within the next few months."

He continued. "After the breast massage, I'll need to conduct a very detailed examination of your entire body. Some people find this a bit embarrassing, but I need to examine your body thoroughly from head to toe. I'm afraid that I can't have you wearing any clothes for this; something has prevented you from getting pregnant so far, and I would be remiss if I did not check every square inch of you for a possible cause."

"After that, I'll need to conduct a stress test on you. I wold like to look at your body while you're exercising. We'll be hooking up the EKG leads to you, and seeing how your heart reacts to exercise. As you know, giving birth is hard work, and I need to know that your heart can handle it. The majority of my patients don't need caesarian sections, but I need to know that you're healthy enough to go through pregnancy and give birth."

He turned, picking up some papers. His pants were folded in a manner that made it look like he had a huge erection.

"Last on our agenda today, I'll need to conduct a thorough pelvic examination upon you. I can allow you to wear a gown for that part, if that makes you feel any better, but I'll need to inspect your vagina to ensure both that there are no abnormalities and that it responds in a healthy manner to manual stimulation. Orgasms are not essential for conception, but a powerful orgasm can certainly increase your chances of conceiving, and it can make pregnancy more enjoyable as well. Some women, and in fact almost all of my patients, experience an increase in libido as their child grows inside of them. Trust me, this is something that you'll be glad I did for you."

Dr. Parker gave Ava a disarming smile as the door opened.

"She is STD free, and her blood work looks good. Have we gotten a sample from the husband?" Sharon chirped happily. It's truly unusual to meet a nurse that loves her job like that.

"We'll need to get one. No problem if he has low sperm count; we can provide you with excellent donor sperm at no additional cost to you," Dr. Parker said.

Nurse Sharon reached into a drawer and recovered a flexible measuring tape. "All right, Ava. You can go into the bathroom right through that doorway to take your clothes off in private you want, but we'll need you either naked or in just your panties for these measurements."

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava Foster

Ava felt a thrill, her heart skipping beats, at the idea of a pregnancy in the present tense. Dr. Parker made it sound very possible!

Ava hadn’t been performing self breast exams. . . the idea unsettled her. . .she never liked the psychology of “looking for trouble.” She preferred to focus on all the good things and joy that her body did provide her. She could run, hike, garden, swim, do yoga, have sex if she wanted, massages. She loved the eroticism of life, for the most part. The feel of sun on her skin, warm breezes, swimming, the smells after a rain, a bath, or shower. The feel of Cole’s hand in hers. She had learned to do things left-handed when she was injured. She knew she had a lot of strength and resilience within her. There was nothing that she couldn’t do, except very heavy-duty work that only a man with testosterone could achieve. If it was meant to be, she’d become pregnant here.

Ava opened her eyes wide when Dr. Parker mentioned combining his breast exam with a thorough massage. It had been so long since she had been touched in a pleasing manner. The measurements seemed like a routine test, but she found it interesting.

“I don’t mind the stress test, but can I wear a sports bra and bike shorts for the stress test? I prefer some support.”

Ava felt a nervous twinge between her legs . . . at the idea of a thorough exam and pelvic and a testing of her ability to orgasm. He really was thorough! She hoped she could relax with him so he could get an accurate evaluation of her.

“Yes, yes, I’d like to still be intimate with my husband. Who knows maybe something will work with the hormones and we will never know who the father is. I haven’t felt in the mood lately, but are we allowed to remain intimate while I am coming here?"

Ava went to the bathroom to remove her clothes and thigh highs and exited completely nude, a gown in hand like a robe. . . and stood in front of Dr. Parker. She was hoping he’d answer her questions while he perfomed the skin test. Fortunately, it was warm in the room, and Ava felt comfortable.

Certainly, he saw plenty of women all day. She was nothing special.

"I'm ready to be examined whenever you are, Dr. Parker, " Ava said, hoping for the best.

 

[GPLockwood]

Nurse Sandra used the flexible measuring tape to take numerous measurements regarding the circumference of Ava's calves and thighs, hips, midsection, bust, and arms. Next, she used a device that resembled calipers to measure how much body fat Ava had.

Meanwhile, Dr. Parker turned on a space heater to ensure that Ava remained comfortable.

"It looks like all of your values are wonderful," Sandra said encouragingly as she recorded Ava's numbers on a chart.

"Thanks for waiting for my answer," Dr. Parker said with a smile. "I hate to distract Sandra when she's taking measurements and make her forget what she's going to write down. Now, the first thing that I want you to know is that, yes, we always encourage our patients to continue to make love to their husbands while they're undergoing fertility treatments. My job is to make you a mother, and if all you need is a natural push in the right direction, then I would be thrilled to do that for you. Even if we do use sperm that's not from your husband, we always encourage our patients to make love to their spouse that day to give the spouse the feeling that they could be the true biological parent. As you said, you would never know for sure!" Dr. Parker smiled and winked charmingly.

"Now, if you're more comfortable doing the stress test with some support, you can certainly do that. I usually prefer for my patients to run for a few minutes nude, because that tells me a bit more about their bodies, but please do whatever makes you comfortable. For now, would you mind lying down on the plinth here? I'll do your back first if you don't mind."

Ava lay down upon the most comfortable bed she had ever seen in a doctor's office. It was something that looked like a cross between a massage table or a physical therapist's and a doctor's examination table.

She could practically feel Dr. Parker's piercing blue eyes upon her as he carefully inspected her, as he had promised, from head to toe. His fingers moved in something like a scalp massage, moving down to caress her neck. It felt good as his hands moved across her skin.

"Now, as I've said, some people find this thorough of an inspection of their bodies uncomfortable. I understand, and I want this to be an enjoyable, joyous experience for you. We're all about bringing new life into this world, and everything about that is beautiful to me. I want to help you learn how to enjoy and celebrate that beauty if I can," he said. His voice sounded almost absent as he tenderly caressed the skin and muscles of her back and arms.

"I'm going to walk you through some guided meditation that some of my patients enjoy. We're going to conduct a mental exercise, Ava. I want you to visualize becoming pregnant." Dr. Parker's hands caressed her sides, lightly passing over the sides of her breasts and down her ribs.

"I want you to imagine the release of a strong, healthy egg by your ovaries. This egg was created by your body for one purpose, and that one purpose is about to be fulfilled. Ovulation is a beautiful process. Feel the egg within your body, Ava. Imagine the egg as full of beautiful life," Dr. Parker's hands caressed Ava's buttocks, gently massaging the muscles as he thoroughly inspected her.

Ava suddenly realized: he wasn't using examination gloves. He was so committed to her desire to have a family that he wasn't willing to let anything be between him and her body.

"Imagine the beautiful, life-giving, creative power within your body," Dr, Parker moved lower, stroking the sensitive skin of her inner thighs from behind. His hand moved lower, caressing her skin with as much attentiveness as she had never gotten from a lover as he massaged the muscles of her calves, feeling the skin. Lower, he caressed her feet.

"Please turn over," Dr. Parker said. His voice was barely a whisper.

He slowly massaged her face. His hands slid lower. She shuddered as his hands moved down her arms; it was as though her entire body were a giant erogenous zone. His hands moved to her breasts, lovingly caressing them. It felt amazing, but he was also being thorough and professional. Her B-cup breasts felt appreciated and admired beneath his thorough hands.

"Visualize the life-giving sperm entering your body. Will the sperm into you. Feel it enter your cervix. Feel the life created within you as one of these lucky sperm gets to fertilize your egg."

"Later in pregnancy, these nipples will feed your baby," Dr. Parker said tenderly as he lovingly caressed the nipples with his fingers. He moved his hands over her breasts, massaging them with slow, erotic skill. This man definitely knew how to touch a woman.

His hand moved lower, massaging her abdomen. "Feel the life growing inside of you. Feel your skin stretch tight over your new baby, your body's precious gift to the world! Feel your breasts grow heavy with the milk your body makes to love and nourish your child, and know what a beautiful thing it is to be a woman. There is nothing blasphemous about telling you: you are a goddess, participating in the act of creation!"

His hands moved lower, massaging her thighs. His hands traveled delicately over her vulva, lightly stroking her soft pubic hair. "Your body wants this as much as you do, Ava. And we're going to do everything we can to make sure that happens. Everything."

He inspected her legs and feet, his hands moving down her thighs, caressing and massaging the muscles with more skill than most masseuses could have mustered, but always careful to be professional with his touch. His thorough gaze missed nothing. This was no mere medical exam; this was a powerful experience.

His hands roamed down, caressing the ankles that might swell a bit during pregnancy. Dr. Parker smiled up at her.

"I'm going to touch you more intimately now. I'm going to inspect your vagina both for anything that might be impeding your ability to bring a child to term, and for the ability to achieve a normal orgasm. Part of what we are doing here is to promote your body's own, natural sexuality as part of your fertility treatment. Giving birth to a healthy child is what your body wants. If more medical professionals were attentive to that, there would be more success stories in the world."

His hand lovingly stroked her vulva before parting her vaginal lips. He slowly inserted a finger into her. No artificial lubrication was necessary. He pulled the finger out and, to Ava's surprise, he lifted it to his face. He inhaled it and closed his eyes as though the smell intoxicated him. Raising the finger to his mouth, he tasted Ava's musky nectar.

"Yes, you have very healthy vaginal secretions," Dr. Parker said. "I never understood why so many medical professionals are so hesitant to use all of their senses."

He rinsed his hand. "Do I have your permission to test your ability to achieve a normal orgasm?" he asked. "This might sound unusual, but I assure you that I will be very professional."

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava Foster

Ava kept quiet as Sandra, yet another beautiful, busty dark-haired nurse measured various circumferences around her body with the measuring tape and calipers. Dr. Parker kept his eyes on Ava’s reaction, and she found his eyes on hers whenever she looked at him directly. He would wink with encouragement and nod as if to encourage her to relax. He had turned on a heater, and it suddenly felt very natural and comfortable to have every inch of her assessed for health.

In fact, it felt good to be naked, to be physically and emotionally bare, and let someone else take over and help her figure out this puzzle. Good God, Dr. Parker was certainly charming and . . .vibrant. Ava could feel an attraction to him, although she didn’t want to admit it. She tried to just focus on what he was telling her about the fertility process. . . that she and Cole could still make love. . . that her measurements, thanks to running and yoga, and her blood tests were all okay . . .

He spoke so reassuringly and positively, and Ava took an immediate liking to him.

Ava followed Dr. Parker’s direction and climbed face down onto the most comfortable type of exam table. She was completely nude, but by now, she realized that it was easier for Dr. Parker to perform his exam if he could see her body all at once.

Fortunately, Ava was comfortable with her fit body. . . she had a healthy life-style. . . and she was generally pleased with her figure, her olive skin, thick shoulder-length brown hair and dark eyes. Until recently, she had loved sex, had loved being with Cole, but now she was finding herself making a lot of excuses.

"I'm going to walk you through some guided meditation that some of my patients enjoy. We're going to conduct a mental exercise, Ava. I want you to visualize becoming pregnant."

Ava shut her eyes, exhaling, and listened to Dr. Parker’s soft words as he began his exam by thoroughly combing his hands through her hair, massaging her scalp with firm pressure, massaging away all the worry and anxiety, concluding at her neck.

Ava moaned softly as she felt the tension release.

“That feels nice, Dr. Parker. . . I’m going to picture what you’re saying to me,” Ava murmured.

"I want you to imagine the release of a strong, healthy egg by your ovaries. This egg was created by your body for one purpose, and that one purpose is about to be fulfilled. Ovulation is a beautiful process. Feel the egg within your body, Ava. Imagine the egg as full of beautiful life."

Ava could feel Dr. Parker’s confident hands stroke down the side of her breasts and ribs until they settled on her firm buttocks and he began to squeeze them as he spoke to her.

“Mmm,” Ava moaned, with both pleasure and in surprise. Dr. Parker was not wearing gloves! No wonder this felt so good.

"Visualize the life-giving sperm entering your body. Will the sperm into you. Feel it enter your cervix. Feel the life created within you as one of these lucky sperm gets to fertilize your egg."

Ava kept her eyes shut, following his direction about how her body was made. ..was perfectly designed for conception. His unique clinical touch and meditation stimulated something in her, and she found it arousing that here she was bare. .. .and he was fully dressed, dress pants, white coat. . . and yet she could feel her pussy clenching, getting lubricated.

“Oh yes,” Ava thought. She hoped Dr. Parker didn’t think she was weird for becoming aroused by his exam. She could feel herself shuddering occasionally, almost ticklish, her ass arching in pleasure, as he worked his way down her shapely thighs and calves. Those muscles and nerves were a straight-shot to the long-dormant nerves of her female center.

At some point, Dr. Parker asked her to turn over. She opened her eyes briefly, and was relieved that the nurse had stepped out. It was just the two of them for now. And wow, his blue eyes were beautiful.

Dr. Parker smoothed her hair out from under her. He lightly massaged her temples, her cheeks, felt for lymph nodes along her neck and then performed the most erotic breast exam and massage that Ava had ever experienced.

Dr. Parker palpated around her breasts lightly at first, then made deeper, pressing circles, until he finally squeezed them both together and studied their movement. He then focused on stimulating each nipple.

Ava could not help but moan softly with yearning. Her breasts had always been very tender and sensitive to erotic touch and no one had ever touched them in this manner.

"Later in pregnancy, these nipples will feed your baby.”

Ava could have orgasmed right there, as Dr. Parker pressed downwards and then squeezed them, evaluating their reaction, until they were fully erect.

“Yes, wouldn’t that be beautiful, Dr. Parker? I can’t wait to be able to do that.” Ava arched her back, giving herself over to Dr. Parker’s hands and the idea of being impregnated. Oh God, he was making her horny. Ava could feel her vaginal walls tense with desire; it was almost painful.

Dr. Parker was waking up every nerve in her that had been deadened by sadness and disappointment.

His hand moved lower, massaging her abdomen. "Feel the life growing inside of you. Feel your skin stretch tight over your new baby, your body's precious gift to the world! Feel your breasts grow heavy with the milk your body makes to love and nourish your child, and know what a beautiful thing it is to be a woman. There is nothing blasphemous about telling you: you are a goddess, participating in the act of creation!"

Ava sighed and moaned, imagining the reality of this. Imagining the sperm entering her, fertilizing her viable egg, a life growing inside of her, a baby bump, her breasts creating the perfect nourishment. . .and that it’s a beautiful, natural, and enjoyable process.

Ava opened her legs, fantasizing about the insemination and fertility process. Dr. Parker was making her so horny, she found herself uncharacteristically longing for release.

As if he was reading her mind, he stated that he would touch her more intimately now. . .and perform a vaginal exam.

He was very gentle, touching her lightly on her vulva at first, making certain that she was prepared, until she felt her lips part and he moved a bare finger slowly, but deeply, into her vagina.

Ava opened her eyes and was shocked to see Dr. Parker take it out, glistening, and opened his mouth, tasting her juices.

Dr. Parker washed his hands and explained his reasoning, and assured her that her secretions appeared healthy in character and taste.

Ava’s pussy was still uncomfortably tense with yearning.

"Do I have your permission to test your ability to achieve a normal orgasm?" he asked. "This might sound unusual, but I assure you that I will be very professional."

Ava opened her legs slightly, her inhibitions, if she ever had any initially, gone, replaced by desire and need. She could smell her own sexual scent.

“Oh, no, please. . .it’s been very challenging lately. . . but, I want you to do whatever we need to do so that I can have a baby. And I must be honest. . . that was a very erotic exam and I do feel aroused. I haven't felt this way in a . . . while.”

Ava moved her hands briefly to her breasts, lifting and squeezing them lightly before resting her arms down on the table. At this point, she felt comfortable with Dr. Parker, he seemed to want to encourage her sexual nature. . . and she had just followed the urge to touch herself.

“Yes, Dr. Parker, you have my permission to test my ability to have a natural orgasm," Ava said, a little haltingly, wondering herself if she could do this with Dr. Parker.

 

[GPLockwood]

"Thank you, Mrs. Foster," Dr. Parker said with a smile. "Feel free to touch yourself in any way that seems comfortable and natural to you. Let your body talk to you and tell you what you need. Everything about female sexuality is sublimely beautiful and filled with amazing creative energy. The process of becoming a mother is the most beautiful and amazing experience that any human being could ever have; it would be tragic if you didn't receive as much pleasure as possible throughout it."

Dr. Parker's hands traveled lightly over Ava's beautiful olive skin, lightly caressing her. Ava was surprised when his hands actually moved away from her aching vulva and lightly began stroking her breasts. The clinical touch she had experienced earlier had been pleasurable, but his skillful hands now moved across her lovely mammary glands in a manner purely intended to bring her pleasure.

Slowly, skillfully, his hands moved across her breasts, teasing her dark nipples and lovingly stroking the soft skin. "Think of your lover- the fortunate man that you have chosen to be your partner in creating your baby. No greater honor can be bestowed upon a man than a woman sharing that gift with him. Think of his hands upon you- loving you, caressing you." His hands moved skillfully, patiently over her. Dr. Parker took his time, unhurried, entirely focused upon Ava.

"Think of the precious baby that your body will soon be bringing into this world. Don't fear the process- many of my patients actually experience orgasm during childbirth. Your body was made for this. Visualize your child drinking your sweet milk from your breasts. Nothing could be more beautiful or natural. Your breasts- and they truly are lovely- give so much to others. Now, let them give to you. Feel the pleasure your breasts offer you. Your body loves and nurtures you just as it will your child. Let your breasts tell you how much they love you," Dr. Parker said. His voice was barely a whisper as he lovingly stroked her soft breasts.

"I want you to touch your breasts now, Ava. There isn't a wrong way to do this, and I won't judge anything you do. Whatever you do is right. You can touch yourself gently and quietly, or make as much noise as you wish. They won't hear you outside of this room unless you want them to. Do what feels natural."

His hands traveled reverently down Ava's abdomen, delicately caressing the skin beneath them. It almost tickled as he moved lower, ever closer to the aching core of Ava's need.

"Beneath where my hands are right now, Ava, is where your child will grow. Right now, my hands are right over your womb. Think of how beautiful you will look as you glow with the radiant energy of your pregnancy, filled with the love and life that you have welcomed into the nurturing, healthy core of your body. This is beautiful; enjoy the feeling. Don't be afraid of your sexuality. Embrace it. Embrace the goddess within you. Don't fear childbirth. Many of my patients actually learn to experience the most potent orgasms of their lives while giving birth. What could ever be more wonderful than that?"

For a long moment, he simply held his warm, soft hands over Ava's abdomen. Then he moved them lower. They brushed through Ava's soft pubic hair, and delicately caressed her sensitive inner thighs.

"And here, Ava, is the beautiful, sacred core of your sexuality and your body's reproductive power." His voice was quiet with awe and reverence. He was one of the most sought-after reproductive endocrinologists in the region, and he still treated Ava's body as though it was special.

Ava felt special and admired beneath Dr. Parker's compassionate, longing gaze. And, beneath that, she could tell that she was very, very desired. This handsome, wealthy, charming man had not said as much, but her intuition told her clearly: he truly viewed the man who got to father Ava's child as the most fortunate man on the planet. Dr. Parker wished he could be that man.

Slowly, and with infinite patience, Dr. Parker moved his hands to Ava's vulva. He tenderly stroked his fingers through the dark curls of her pubic hair.

"Your body is so lovely," he whispered with quiet sincerity as he delicately parted her labia, caressing the moist pink flesh lightly with a finger.

"I won't be using electronic devices to stimulate you, because your lover will not be using them on the night when you conceive. But your body was designed to respond to human touch," he said, slowly, deliberately penetrating Ava's vagina with two fingers. He curled them upward within her, stroking the rough surface on the top of her vaginal wall. His other fingers began moving lightly around her clitoris.

"Relax, Ava. Let your body respond naturally. Think of the night in which your child will be conceived. You are in a completely safe place. Imagine your lover as he gives himself to you, and you give yourself to him. He wants, above all else, to give you a part of himself to love and nurture within your womb. Let it happen, Ava. Feel his penis within you, stretching your vaginal walls as you make love. There's no protection, Ava. Your sweet fluids will wash over him, bathing him in your love. And, when the time is right, his desire for you will spurt deep into your body, washing over your cervix, filling your empty womb."

Dr. Parker's moist fingers moved more rapidly. The satisfying wet sounds of Ava's beautiful pussy filled the room, the delicate musk of her sex giving the room the warm, sacred aroma in which human life has always been created. And, at that moment, there was a part of Ava's mind that knew without any doubt at all that she would be a mother. The womb over which Dr. Parker's hands had traveled would soon be full of beautiful life. Her orgasm was approaching, building within her.

"Let your orgasm come, Ava. Let your body give you the gift of pleasure. This is beautiful, this is natural. Let it happen."

His fingers moved more rapidly upon her and within her, skillfully, attentively striving to bring Ava's body the release that she needed.

"Feel your lover give himself to you, Ava. Feel him move more rapidly within you. Feel his desire for you as he approaches orgasm. Right now, you are the center of his universe, and your body is by far the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. Feel him stretch your vaginal walls, pressing against you from the inside as he moves in and out. Feel him thrust deep within you, pulsing, bucking, and spurting as he fills your body with hot jets of semen that flood your reproductive tract with beautiful life. Feel the ecstatic pleasure as your body receives everything you need to create beautiful new life within yourself!"

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava Foster

Ava let herself fall into the trance of believing that she was beautiful, very fertile, and very desired by the special man that would impregnate her.

Ava moaned in pleasure as Dr. Parker sensually spoke to her about her breasts, and to touch them for him, to express her sexuality. . .to enjoy the process as much as possible. Ava complied, opening her eyes as Dr. Parker moved down to her tummy. She took each small breast in her hands and squeezed them upwards as hard as she could, her hands pinching her nipples with their pressure.

“Mmmm. . . I love how this feels. . .”

Ava could feel herself getting wet, as Dr. Parker kept his eyes on her as his hands lightly caressed her lower abdomen and described the beautiful glow she would have once she was fertilized. . .and not to fear the process, to embrace it, to feel like a goddess. This made Ava feel beautiful, and she found herself imagining herself 3 months pregnant. . .and Dr. Parker rubbing her bump again and saying the same words to her as softly as he was saying them now.

"Your body is so lovely," he whispered with quiet sincerity as he delicately parted her labia, caressing the moist pink flesh lightly with a finger.

Ava knew he was a man who thought that women, in all their stages, were beautiful creatures. He obviously loved the sexual act, too. And it was such a relief and a turn-on for her. She could feel herself oozing warm fluid from his words and stimulation; and at the prospect of the lucky man just waiting to fill her with his life-giving seed.

Ava moaned again, softly, not wanting the nurses to hear her pleasure. . . as Dr. Parker entered her sacred center with two fingers and rubbed her expertly in ways that Cole had never done. He had told her to fantasize about the lover who would give himself to her. . . in perfect harmony with her sexual needs.

Ava’s imagination quickly moved away from Cole, it was too hard to imagine, as what Dr. Parker was doing was very different. . .. and she hadn’t been able to be sexual with Cole for the past few months. . . and then she fantasized about other very select male “breeders”, sexual experts, which Dr. Parker might choose for her and assist them in impregnating her. And then, because he was right in front of her. . . and she was having a very visceral reaction to the way he touched her and spoke to her. . . she imagined Dr. Parker’s big cock entering her tight, lubricated vagina, nice and slow, and gradually picking up the pace, coinciding her orgasm with his own release of perfect, healthy sperm to flood her womb. Ava knew he must be an expert lover. . . he must have a wife and children. . . and everyone alluded to his role in their own childbirth experience. . .and everyone looked healthy, happy, and beautiful now. Ava wanted to be one of those women, too!

As soon as Ava felt Dr. Parker’s expert fingers rub on that special spot inside of her. ..and another finger on her clitoris, she could feel her legs start to quiver. Dr. Parker sensed that she was embarrassed, and gently wrapped his arm around them so her legs wouldn’t fly off the table. Ava had never felt such an intense feeling, she began gasping unevenly, feeling the nerves tingle from her feet to her vagina. She could feel herself fighting these new sensations.

"Let your orgasm come, Ava. Let your body give you the gift of pleasure. This is beautiful, this is natural. Let it happen."

Ava focused on his words, and tried to imagine Dr. Parker ‘s full, erect penis entering her vagina, making slow love to her at first, and then thrusting faster as her excitement grew. . . and then Dr. Parker touched her just right between the way he was rubbing gently on her clitoris while being vigorous with his fingers inside of her. . .and Ava felt herself shake uncontrollably, and her vagina spasmed around his fingers. Ava cried out as her orgasm crested; arching her back in ecstasy.

Dr. Parker slowed his pace, until he knew his touch might be painful. He counted the number and noted the strength of her vaginal spasms at the point of her orgasm until she was fully at rest.

Ava panted, sweating. . .having never had that type of orgasm. She was absolutely soaked between her legs, her body glistening a bit, but she felt a wonderful tingle all throughout her body. And she knew somehow, someway, she’d become pregnant with Dr. Parker’s help.

Ava knew she must have soaked Dr. Parker’s fingers. She could smell her own fresh, sexual scent in the room.

She couldn’t get the image of him tasting her out of her mind.

“I’ve. . . .I haven’t had sex or intercourse in a while, Dr. Parker. I might be a bit tense and tight down there. But, I was just curious. . . before you wash your hands. . . can I taste myself? I’ve never known what men must taste. . .”

Ava wondered if he’d talk about what she had just done with him. She had a feeling that she didn’t orgasm as easily or as quickly as other women might.

And yet, she was already feeling much more excited and eager to continue the fertility work-up with him!

 

[GPLockwood]

Dr. Parker smiled. "Of course you can taste some of yourself. In fact, I would highly recommend it! I'm telling you the truth, Ava. I've traveled the world and dined in some of the best restaurants in the Americas, Asia, and Europe. I have sampled wines where a single bottle cost more than a new car, and I have still never discovered anything as wonderful or exquisitely delightful as the sexual nectar of a fertile woman. And, if you don't mind my saying so, your fluids are particularly delicious."

He took Ava's hand and raised it to his lips, kissing the back of her hand before allowing her to guide his hand towards herself.

As Ava took Dr. Parker's hand, she could feel that despite his obvious confidence, he was trembling with desire and excitement over what he had just witnessed. Her beautiful orgasm had his heart pounding within his chest with lust for her lovely body. Just above the powerful thighs around which his dress pants were stretched, Ave could see the outline of a huge erection. Her body and her orgasm were so beautiful and desirable that any man would have been wanting her, and Dr. Parker was no exception.

As Dr. Parker felt Ava's sweet mouth upon his fingers, the bulge in his pants seemed to jump slightly, becoming even harder. Her powerful sexuality was like a drug, the delicate but intoxicating scent of her womanly core overpowering even the senses of a man in his professional environment. He was hers for the taking with a mere word.

When she was done tasting herself, Dr. Parker lifted the fingers to his own mouth. Again, he inhaled deeply, obviously appreciating the residual scent that Ava had left upon his fingers. They were moist with Ava's saliva as well as a small amount of her vaginal moisture that had remained upon them.

"I think you might have missed some," Dr. Parker said absently. "And it would be a terrible shame to allow such precious nectar of the gods to go to waste."

With obvious pleasure, he took the fingers that were still glistening with Ava's saliva and vaginal fluids and tasted them again. No boundaries were actually being crossed between Dr. Parker and Ava, but indirectly, it was as though he were both going down on Ava and french-kissing her. The bulge in his pants clearly told the story of how aroused the act was making him.

He didn't say as much, but the look in Dr. Parker's eyes told Ava more clearly than words that he would have rather been tasting the fluids directly from her lovely body. Still, the rampant bulge in the front of Dr. Parker's pants did not lie. He looked at Ava's beautiful nude body with open adoration.

One of the great tragedies of this world is that far too few women ever see themselves in the way that men such as Dr. Parker do. He could have admired Ava's body for hours and never have ceased to marvel at the wonders he saw before him. The raw beauty of Ava's body was like the sunset on the ocean, one of the greatest artistic masterpieces of creation. Too often, the loudest voices in this world tell women to judge their bodies far too harshly, and to condemn the wonderful things that make her body beautiful and unique. The more that Dr. Parker had studied the female body, the more that he had learned to admire the wonders that made women what they were.

"Your orgasm did take a little bit longer to achieve than some of my patients' orgasms do, but please don't let that worry you. Everyone is a little bit different, and your body is unique and special. Some women achieve orgasm with little effort, and for others it is more difficult. Some women want sex frequently, and others seldom desire it. Wherever you are on the spectrum- and I can go ahead and make some educated guesses based upon my observations thus far- your sexuality is beautiful and valid. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. Part of what we are going to be working on is helping you to embrace your sexuality and the powerful creative forces within you that your sexuality can include."

"As I said, your orgasm was slow in coming. That's actually a good thing from my perspective, because with a little bit of training I can help you achieve massive orgasms that will be immensely enjoyable for you. Such orgasms can also help get you pregnant." He smiled and winked.

"Women who orgasm too quickly are much harder to get to that level, even if they are capable of multiple orgasms. Your orgasm wasn't as powerful as it will be soon, but don't let that bother you. As a matter of fact, worrying about it will just make it harder for you. Things will work out for you one way or another, and I hope that you believe that. We're just going to give nature a little help. Now, if you don't mind, we're going to begin your vaginal examination."

He didn't use stirrups at first, simply making clinical observations of her vagina. He wrote some notes on a clipboard that probably included his observations regarding her previous orgasm, and then delicately spread the lovely petals of her vaginal lips.

He smiled reassuringly at Ava. "It's probably hard to feel sexy while I'm looking at you like this, and I don't blame you a bit. But I assure you that your body is beautiful, and I love my work."

He inspected her thoroughly, touching, examining, observing her with his fingers before using the speculum, looking deep inside of her.

"Everything looks very healthy so far. Beautiful in fact." He smiled, using a cotton swab to gently caress her cervix. He was very skilled and extremely careful.

Removing the swab, he raised it to his lips, tasting it. "Amazing. Your cervix is perfect for pregnancy. It's just the wrong time of the month for you. We really do need to check your husband's sperm count, viability, and motility. I'm not seeing anything wrong with you." He smiled. "I'm so glad that you came to me, Ava. I can almost guarantee that you're going to become a mother soon. Your body seems perfect for this. But we're still going to give you a special mixture of nutrients, pharmaceuticals, and hormonal treatments that will give you even better odds and make the process easier and more enjoyable."

He gave Ava a tender look as he removed the speculum and patted her tummy. "We're going to have a baby in there soon. For now, you can get dressed if you would like. I've printed out some instructions for your next visit, and they may include some directions that you might find surprising. Particularly regarding what I want you to wear- as I said, we're working on increasing your connection to your sexuality. One of my assistants will give you an IV injection of my proprietary mixture of fertility and libido enhancements before you leave. You may notice your breasts being tender and swelling, and your hips may seem to become wider and curvier over the course of the next week. This is normal." He smiled. "There are also- other side effects of this medication. You're likely to enjoy those," he added ambiguously with a wink.

The increase in Ava's libido was probably going to be very noticeable for her very soon. She might balk at the idea of buying lingerie to wear under her clothes to her next meeting with Dr. Parker, but once the medication hit she was very likely to go along with it. Really, the lingerie was for her. To Dr. Parker, nothing could possibly add to the allure that she inspired completely nude. But to her, the lingerie would be a symbolic step towards fully embracing her powerful inner sexuality. His medication would help her body to feel more sexual, but only Ava could make the choice to view herself as a more sexual being. It has often been said that the mind is the body's greatest sexual organ. Getting Ava's mind on board with her reproductive system would be a step towards helping to create life within her.

Dr. Parker gave Ava a firm handshake. "I'm giving you my personal phone number. Call me any time with questions or to discuss the process. I'm completely dedicated to my task of helping you to become a mother, and I love my job. So, you can go ahead and get dressed if you would like. But, first, do you have any questions for me before Sharon comes in to give you your first dose of IV medication?"

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava Foster

Ava sighed with relief, reassured that nothing was physically or sexually wrong with her. In fact, Dr. Parker wanted her to embrace her uniqueness and not compare herself to other patients. He was pleased and positive about her current state and optimistic about her ability to conceive.

Her ability to orgasm in the office was not even a deep concern to him. . . or, at least nothing that couldn’t be “trained” or amended with his blend of hormones and pharmaco-nutrients. Dr. Parker warned her that worrying about her sexual abilities or nature would make it even harder to conceive. Ava intuitively knew this was true. . . but, she hadn’t thought to simply embrace who she was, right now, and think of herself as unique, fertile, and beautiful.

If Ava hadn’t noticed Dr. Parker’s undeniable bulge in his snug pants as he summed up his findings, she might have doubted him. But, his reaction confirmed that she was desirable, just as she was, in her own unique way.

Dr. Parker had placed a sheet over Ava, as he explained the next part of the process so that she wouldn’t catch a chill after the heat of her orgasm. Ava couldn’t keep herself from glancing discretely down at his bulge as he spoke to her. He had such beautiful nurses in his office. . .it seemed impossible that she would have this effect on him.

Dr. Parker explained some of the side effects, winking at her, hinting that she might enjoy them. She knew her libido could certainly use a boost. Ava was touched that Dr. Parker had taken such a personal interest in her case, even offering his cell phone number should she have any concerns. Ava had always been very self-reliant; so she hoped she wouldn’t use it. But, it made her feel reassured to have it.

“No, I don’t have any further questions right now. I’ll get dressed, and then I’ll be ready for the infusion. I’m so relieved that you think I’m very healthy and able to conceive. I’m very excited to . . .press on with the process. It’s been an absolute pleasure to meet you. Thank you for making yourself so available to me.” Ava shook Dr. Parker’s hand in gratitude.

Dr. Parker left the room. Ava re-dressed herself in her blue dress, choosing not to cleanse herself between her legs. She liked the idea of having a memory of her experience with his orgasm exam.

Soon, red-headed Sharon reappeared with a brown bag of medication and an IV set-up.

“How did it go? He’s wonderful, isn’t he?” Sharon could tell that Ava had that typical afterglow of a satisfying orgasm. Her face and body had relaxed and her demeanor was less nervous, more open.

“Yes, he was very patient and reassuring. I think I’m really going to be able to get pregnant! I can not believe it. . .I can’t wait to tell my husband.”

As Ava spoke, Sharon set up the medication and infused it into her. Sharon always loved to observe the female patients transform a bit on their subsequent visits and treatment. Ava was beautiful just as she was. . .and she seemed comfortable with her body. She certainly had an eye for style.. .Sharon couldn’t wait to see her next time. She would be a knock-out with a few more curves. Although Sandra often took the measurements, Sharon liked to guess what they were, too.

The infusion completed without incident and Ava thanked Sharon for her kindness and patience with her. Sharon scheduled her next appointment and reviewed the probable side effects—an increase in libido, breast swelling and tenderness, fuller hips and/or buttocks. She also reviewed the importance of paying attention to her body and appreciating it. . . for herself and for her husband. . . that the new lingerie would reinforce that this was the beginning of a new chapter in her life. Sharon emphasized that this was a very dramatic and exciting time . . . and to call if she had any concerns.

Sharon gave Ava a hug, wishing her the best.

--

Ava felt exhilarated as she drove home. She had decided not to go back to work; she could work at home. She also decided that she wouldn’t buy any new lingerie until she noticed any bodily changes.

After the infusion, although Sharon had taken her temperature and stated that it was normal, Ava felt warm, and was still aroused. She kept thinking about how Dr. Parker had placed her hand over his larger one, and dipped his fingers along her pussy lips and allowed her to taste herself. . .and then savoring her taste once again himself, his arousal evident.

Once home, Ava removed her clothes and slipped into her silk navy robe. She was overcome with the urge to rest. . . and to pleasure herself, mentally reviewing everything that Dr. Parker had said and done in his office.

Ava took to her marital bed, and let her fingers lightly explore herself, grateful that her pussy was still very moist. Her breasts were already starting to feel fuller and more tender the more that she plied them. Soon, Ava was touching herself. . . circling her clitoris, imagining Dr. Parker’s bulge, and his beautiful strong hands. Ava could feel her pussy clenching, the nerves were more sensitive already, her vaginal contractions were much more intense, and Ava didn’t fight it, as she was perfectly controlling her own excitement.

Ava cried out, alone at last, surprising herself with her own vocality and the intensity of her orgasm. It had been ages since she had pleasured herself. It took several minutes until her breathing returned to normal.

She hoped that Cole would order take-out, and perhaps they could just have a quiet night at home to review the day’s events.

Ava ran a bubble-bath, eager to see her husband later.

Mmmm…. she felt wonderful and horny already!

 

[GPLockwood]

Cole arrived home from work. It had been a long day, but he was happy to see his wife. They had had their problems lately, but he truly did love Ava even if she wasn't up for sex very often. He sent her a text message, offering to take her out for dinner at one of their favorite local restaurants, but hadn't heard back from her by the time he arrived at the house. He didn't see her downstairs, and he eventually thought to look upstairs.

Ava was soaking in a bubble bath, looking beautiful as she luxuriated in the warm water. Her olive skin contrasted with the white bubbles, and Cole smiled and sighed contentedly. Here was the woman he had married.

He approached the bathtub and began massaging Ava's feet. If she got pregnant, she was probably going to need a bunch of foot massages. Her sister's feet and ankles had gotten pretty swollen with both of her kids. As it was, this was purely for Ava's pleasure. Cole wanted his wife to know that he loved her.

"So, Sweety, how did it go today? Does Dr. Parker think that he's going to be able to help us?" Cole asked as he gently massaged Ava's calves and feet. He knew his wife's body, and while his hands lacked the skilled professionalism of Dr. Parker's, they were still well-intentioned and loving.

"On the way home from work today, they had me stop and give them a sperm sample. You have no idea how weird it feels to be some place masturbating into a cup for a doctor's office!" Cole clearly had not heard about the details of Ava's examination. "But they say that they will have an answer about my sperm within a few hours. It's a pretty straight-forward process from what they were saying."

As he lovingly caressed Ava's feet, he admired the beautiful woman that he had married. He hoped to become a father with her, and he hoped that their children inherited their mother's looks. Ava was going to be so beautiful with her baby bump and her face glowing with pregnancy.

The thought of Ava pregnant soon had Cole's cock stirring within his pants. He was getting hard again already after having masturbated less than a half-hour ago in order to provide the sperm sample at Dr. Parker's office. He chuckled inwardly. That's what a few weeks without sex will do for a man.

Cole tried to will his erection away. Ava hadn't been interested in sex in months, and she clearly wanted to relax. She was in a bubble-bath. Cole didn't want to disturb her by acting like a horny pervert, so he focused on massaging her shapely calves and dainty feet.

Her breasts poked up through the bubbles and Cole admired them. Shiny bubbles clung to her dark nipples, glittering like jewels. He looked at his wife's face. Would he marry her again? There was no doubt at all in his mind. He loved his wife more than words could ever express.

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava and Cole Foster

“Ohhh, that feels great. . . especially my feet, ” Ava murmured, slipping deeper into the tub so that Cole could reach her without getting wet. She winced when she realized how much tension she carried in her feet.

Cole had been so patient and thoughtful these last few months. Ava almost felt guilty that not only had he lost a child. . . but, she realized that he had lost the vibrant, passionate Ava that he had married.

But, it was these small, loving acts that had kept Ava grounded, grateful, and she reminded herself that she had a luxury problem. She realized that she was going to have to learn to just let go of control . . .and accept herself and not feel guilty for her feelings of neglecting Cole, of not being intimate with him, of how this baby was going to be conceived . . . hopefully, their love would get them through this challenge. Ava knew he loved her, and she loved him, but part of her had yearned to just not talk for a while. . . to mourn privately. But, now there was hope.

"So, Sweety, how did it go today? Does Dr. Parker think that he's going to be able to help us?"

Ava opened her eyes, and looked into Cole’s tender blue eyes. His dirty blond hair wavy hair was still neatly styled.

“Cole, it went very well. I have a very good feeling about that practice. Dr. Parker is very thorough and he has been very successful with his treatments. He checked me out head to toe, and everywhere in-between, drew some labs and . . .” Ava hesitated, not knowing how much detail to share with Cole. She decided to leave out the feedback about her orgasmic ability, since the medication would likely remedy that situation, anyway.

“Well, the bottom line is that he said I was healthy and that there was a high likelihood that I would be able to conceive with healthy sperm. So, that’s why they are testing yours. But, he gave me an IV injection of fertility and libido enhancements to increase our chance of success. He said the medication should act quickly.” Ava glanced at her husband, winking, allowing him to absorb all of this.

She continued, “I know I haven’t felt sexual lately, or social; you know I’ve just felt sad and disheartened. But, he advised me not to worry about any of this. . . that it would just make it harder to conceive. Cole, it’s remarkable. . .everyone in that office had at least one child. . .and everyone looked amazing! So, I’m just going to let nature take it’s course. . .we’ll see how I feel on this medication. . . and regardless of your test results or the methods. . . it only takes one lucky sperm. Dr. Parker said that we can still make love together even while I’m receiving treatments at his office. I think we would be foolish to not explore all the options, don’t you?”

“No matter what sperm fertilizes my egg . . . we are going to be the loving parents of this child.. . and this child will be conceived out of joy and passion. You are my husband, and you will be this child’s father as far as I am concerned.”

Ava sat up from the bathtub and reached in to give Cole a soft kiss on his lips. His familiar scent was comforting, and she let her lips linger on his, her nose sniffing at his neck and then brushing against his ear.

“Let’s order some take-out, so we can be here when we hear from Dr. Parker’s office, okay? Let’s decide that we are going to be okay no matter what they tell us. How do you feel about all of this?”, Ava asked, lovingly.

 

[landiek]

Jubilee Kirk

I was pointing the seconds.while waiting about the bathroom when this gorgeous man walked over. My mind did a double take to absorb his manly beauty. "Oh yes."

"The receptionist said you needed to use the restroom." This tall blond with the lightest brown eyes spoke. "If you follow.me."

"You bet." I smiled rising from the chair. His sculptor body was.heavenly to watch walking in front of me. This was a perfect model for taller dresses. "Mmmmm nice ass."

If he heard her he never let on as he opened the door. "I'll have to watch you."

"Not a problem, sexy." I smiled up at his sparkling eyes. Besides I deal with semi nude men all the time making gowns for drag queens.

"You have lovely hair." He remarked as he leaned on the door frame.

"Thank you." I said while trying to catch the stream of liquid before it stops. My.extra pounds don't make it easy. Yet my dutiful escort plucks the cup from my shaking hand eases between my legs and collecting a full cup.

He wipes the outside off after capping the sample. Then he washes his hands. His smile made any tension vanish. "We will go see the lab tech for a blood draw."

I cleaned up and straightened my blouse. In the mirror I could see my nipples were getting perky and hard. This fertility clinic was a piece of heaven on earth.

 

[GPLockwood]

As Ava's words reached Cole's ears, his heart began beating more rapidly in his chest. It had been weeks since she had allowed him to make love to her. But a fast-acting medication that would increase her libido sounded like a gift from heaven, and her implications regarding only needing one of Cole's sperm to become pregnant instantly had his cock rock-hard inside of his pants.

Ava's glorious kiss left Cole's mind buzzing and his extremities tingling with the excitement of his lips pressing against Ava's. She was looking at him in a way that she hadn't since their wedding night.

Cole's heart pounded within his chest like an industrial power-hammer as he leaned in to kiss her again. He wasn't concerned about his expensive business suit. He only cared about the woman he loved as he leaned in, his lips brushing softly against hers as he embraced her. He ran his fingers through her hair, looking into her eyes as he kissed her again and again, his hands reaching down to caress her back. He kissed her deeper, wrapping his arms around her as his tongue brushed gently against her lips. When her own tongue responded, Ava could feel the tension in Cole's strong hands against her soft skin.

Cole held Ava close to him, kissing her deeply. His hands explored her body tenderly, lightly caressing her small but lovely breasts. Their mouths mated slowly, their kisses boiling with love and passion. Ava could feel the stiff, sturdy cloth of Cole's business suit and the smoothness of his silken tie pressed against her moist, soapy chest as he kissed her. She was his universe, and at that moment, nothing mattered to Cole but his wife.

Cole's breathing was becoming more rapid as he caressed the slippery surface of his wife's wet, soapy breasts, and his cock grew impossibly hard as he saw, through the thick bubbles, hints of his wife's long, shapely legs and the dark tuft of soft hair between them.

Cole was suddenly aware of precisely how desperately he had needed his wife, and he felt like an excited teenager as he contemplated the chance that tonight he might get to make love to her.

Their kiss was interrupted by Cole's cell phone ringing. He glanced at the phone in annoyance and quickly kissed Ava again. Had it been anyone other than Dr. Parker's office, he would have ignored it completely.

“Hello... yes, this is Cole Foster. You got the test results back already? Wow, you guys are good! So what did you... oh.” Cole looked downward and sighed sadly.

“are you sure?... I see. Uh-huh. So, is there any chance at all that I might be able to become a father to a healthy child?...What do you mean by 'risks'?”

Cole nodded as he listened to the phone, his eyes distant and sad. “Yes, I did used to work at the chemical plant. How did you know?” He cursed quietly, softly.

“Well, that would explain why both of our pregnancies- oh, dear God.” Cole shook his head sadly. “Thank you, and I'm sorry, too. Before you go, thank you so much for helping us. Ava and I want to become parents so badly. At least now we know what the problem probably was.” He looked stunned. “Thanks again. Good bye.”

He mechanically dialed the number for a local take-out restaurant, and placed an order for the meals that he and Ava usually got before sadly placing the phone on the floor. The food was mostly for Ava. He wasn't hungry.

Absently, he took one of Ava's hands in his own. Out of old habit, he began giving her hand a gentle massage. It was one of the many little things Cole did to try to bring his wife a little bit of joy and happiness in her day.

“Well, Sweetheart, if Dr. Parker says that there's nothing wrong with your body as far as he can tell, then there's a good chance it was me. Remember those years that I worked as an engineer at the chemical plant?” Cole looked at her lovingly, his eyes sad but affectionate.

“A lot of the men that worked there haven't been able to have children. The company is denying that it's their fault, but a lot of my old co-worker's wives have had miscarriages. Dr. Parker thinks that it's due to the use of teratogenic chemical compounds that were by-products of what we were manufacturing. In other words, I was exposed to chemicals that messed up my sperm and can cause severe and often fatal birth defects. That's probably why your body couldn't-” Cole trailed off and shook his head, unwilling to speak the thought.

“Ava, you know that I just want you to be happy. Ever since- ever since our losses, we just haven't been the same. I'll support whatever it takes for you to be happy again. Anything. I know that you want to be a mother, and you know that I want to be a father. But, most of all, I want you to know that I love you. You know that, right, Sweetheart?”

Cole breathed deeply. “Maybe Dr. Parker will be able to find out what the chemicals did to my sperm, and figure out a way to reverse the process for us?” he offered hopefully. He sounded like he was grasping at straws, and he knew it. Suddenly, the shocking deformities that had occurred in the area surrounding the chemical plant seemed to make sense.

Cole was a very intelligent man. But, while he didn't believe that Dr. Parker could actually fix his body's ability to produce healthy sperm, Cole also did not yet fully appreciate the brilliant mind of the renowned physician. Dr. Parker was truly a genius, and not afraid to tackle problems that few other physicians would be willing or able to address.

“The nurse said that we can make love tonight. She said that you're not going to ovulate for a few more days, and it will be safe for us to make love now, but once you're closer to ovulation we should use a condom in order to prevent another tragedy. And- I hope that this doesn't sound strange, but please, even though it's not the right time of the month for it, can we at least pretend that we're trying to have a baby? My greatest fantasy has always been to be the father of your child. No matter how you get pregnant, I will always see myself as our child's father, and love both you and our child with all of my heart. But, tonight, will you please make love to me? Hold me in your arms and let me be inside of you. Tell me that you want to bear my child, to nurture my love within you until we're a family while I make love to you tonight. I want to make you a mother, and continue making love to you as our child grows inside of you as often as you are willing. Even if we can't actually have a child together, please, can we at least pretend that we're trying tonight?” Cole asked as he kissed Ava again. “You won't really get pregnant from an unhealthy sperm tonight. But just maybe a miracle will happen.”

 

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[Sidney_1]

Ava and Cole Foster

Ava held her breath, knowing that their fate would be determined by this phone call. She toweled off, wrapping herself in a white, terry-cloth robe and sat next to Cole on the bathtub ledge.

She watched his face and body droop with disappointment, and from his side of the conversation. . .she knew it was not good news.

Ava knew she had to be strong and hopeful and look on the bright side for both of them.

“Honey, it’s okay. At least we have an answer now, and we found the right doctor who can help us bear a child. He can probably make certain that you remain healthy down the road. In fact, he may even be able to eradicate the diseased sperm, so that our second child . . .well, perhaps this chemistry can be adjusted. But, we’ve both been through enough. . .and thank you for supporting me in just moving forward with this fertility process. I bet it is going to be easy, now.”

Ava felt a huge sense of relief from having some resolution to their fertility issues. And it had been ages. . . but, she really did feel a tingling in her chest as she imagined herself impaling Cole and letting him fantasize about inseminating her. . . her body couldn’t deny it. . .she wanted this fantasy, too. Her chest felt heavy just thinking about it.

Ava carefully sat on Cole’s lap and kissed him gently on his lips. He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck.

“Cole, I want you. I want to feel your lips on mine, on my neck, I want to feel your breath on all my tender places. . . I want you to hold me, I want to ride you nice and slow until you can’t stand it and I can’t either, and then I want you to release your love, your seed, your life force into me. Deeply and completely, I want you to . . .fuck me. And yes, I’m going to pretend we are mating. . .because we are. And we will whenever we can while I am pregnant. Your seed may not be healthy, but your beautiful life force will be absorbed into me. You will be a part of this developing child. I love you, Cole, and I’ll always want you inside of me,” Ava said, tenderly.

She could feel her pussy moistening just from the idea of making love to Cole. It had been so long since they had been intimate. . .so long since she had felt so insatiable for sexual intimacy.

Ava was famished. She had barely eaten lunch. Perhaps the medication caused an increased appetite. They would feast on one another once the take-out arrived and they had no further interruptions.

“Thank you for being so loving through all of this. . .," Ava’s voice trailed off, grateful that she had such a generous, kind-hearted husband.

 

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"And thank you for being such an amazing woman," Cole replied. He kissed her. "I'm going to run grab our dinner."

He went downstairs, chuckling at the thought of what they would think at the take-out restaurant when he showed up with bubble-bath bubbles on his suit and tie. Ava had already helped him to feel a little bit better about what the chemical company had done to him- he would become a father regardless, even if they had to use donor sperm. Hopefully, the erection that Ava had inspired in him would disappear before he reached the restaurant.

Ava might have felt hopeful about suing the corporation, but the owner had close ties to both the state governor and a US senator. Not to mention, the company had nearly inexhaustible resources that they could -and would- use burying this story rather than deal with the negative publicity and expense of paying restitution to their victims.

A few minutes later, Cole had returned home with cardboard containers piled high with delicious food. The restaurant didn't skimp on their servings, and the aroma of a delicious meal soon filled the room. Cole lit a few candles, and brought out a bottle of delicious wine that he had brought back from a recent business trip to Germany.

Raising his glass, Cole offered a toast to Ava. "To starting a family together," he said with a charming smile.

Ava clinked her wine glass against his. The candlelight reflected off of Cole's piercing blue eyes as he admired his beautiful wife in her soft white robe. He sighed, her beauty clearly melting his heart. Cole chuckled. "Even if we have to use donor sperm," he added.

The meal was delicious; the take-out restaurant had clearly outdone themselves, and the wine was perfectly paired with the meal. "Es ist mir egal, was jemand sagt. Die Deutschen machen die besten Wein der Welt," Cole offered with an absent chuckle.

Knowing a bit of German herself, Ava understood the phrase as meaning "I don't care what anyone says, the Germans make better wine than anyone else in the world." She chuckled. Although Cole's father had been of English descent, his mother had been German and Cole had been exposed to both cultures for most of his life. Fortunately for Cole, she was willing to forgive his bias on the issue.

After the meal, Cole cleaned up before heading upstairs, showering off, shaving, and brushing his teeth.

Leaving the bathroom, he came into the bedroom to see his lovely bride reading a book on the bed. Her shapely calves protruded from the bottom of the soft white robe, and Cole admired their beauty as he approached her. He lovingly caressed her back with a gentle hand that raveled slowly down the back of her robe, caressing the delicate swell of his wife's shapely buttocks.

Ava rolled over, and Cole looked into her dark, lovely eyes. His heart was pounding within his chest, aching for the woman he loved. He cradled her beautiful face in his hands, pulling her mouth to his own and kissing her passionately.

After weeks without sex, Cole could hardly believe his good fortune: tonight, his wife was finally giving herself to him. Some people take sex for granted within a marriage, but for Cole it had always been a precious gift that his wife gave him of herself, and he treasured it more than any other experience in the world. Their lips caressed one another moistly, their tongues meeting wetly as their mouths crushed together. Cole's strong arms encircled Ava's chest, their kissing becoming increasingly passionate as her robe fell open, revealing the glorious twin treasures of her firm breasts.

Her breasts were so lovely, so perfect with their beautiful dark nipples. Cole's breathing was deep and ragged, his hand trembling with lust as he reached into Ava's robe to caress her breasts as he kissed her passionately. His head was swimming in delicious hormones, his world a beautiful kaleidoscopic blur of glorious love and desire as he ran his strong hands through Ava's beautiful, shoulder-length brown hair.

His kisses went lower, kissing Ava's slender, beautiful neck. Cole was in no hurry- lovemaking was meant to be savored. He kissed Ava's neck until she made soft, beautiful murmurs that of sweet contentment and lust.

Cole kissed lower, his lips brushing her collarbone, her shoulders as he pushed the soft robe open. There, before his loving, admiring eyes, were the breasts that would feed and nurture their child. He was going to have a baby with her, and the thought had his heart aching with love and anticipation. He longed to see her belly grow with their child, her face glowing with love and life. Cole wanted to be there for her every step of the way, this beautiful process that Ava was willing to share with him making him feel so close to her that he could have hardly even considered himself complete without her.

Cole's rock-hard cock was throbbing with painfully intense need as he suckled Ava's breasts, dreaming of the rapidly-approaching day when they would be full and heavy with milk for their child. His tongue caressed them, slowly and lovingly as he fondled and suckled at her tender nipples. Her breasts were so beautiful. Artists have depicted the female body for millennia, but have still never quite succeeded in capturing the sweet, intimate beauty of a woman's beautiful mammary glands.

Still lower Cole kissed, his lips caressing the flat expanse of Ava's tummy. She could feel his soft breath against her skin.

Here was where his child would grow- her skin stretched drum-tight over the product of their love. Reaching under the robe, Cole wrapped his strong arms lovingly around Ava's back, kissing down her abdomen as he untied her robe and allowed it to fall over. He nuzzled her stomach and abdomen worshipfuly, as he cradled her in his arms.

He looked up into Ava's eyes. "I'm so happy that you're willing to have my baby," he said softly. His deep, strong voice was barely a whisper. His beloved wife had allowed him to take a mystical, wondrous journey with her, and he felt unspeakable gratitude as he kissed even lower.

Ava's soft, white satin panties contrasted beautifully with her lovely olive skin. Cole looked up at her, and they shared a sweet smile. These were the panties that Ava had worn under her wedding dress years ago, and Cole would have recognized them anywhere. He remembered how beautiful Ava had looked in her wedding dress as they had exchanged sacred and holy vows, and his heart beat anew with the love that he felt for her.

Now, they were taking another step together. Ava was going to have his baby, conceive, bear a child that would grow inside of her, and then share that child with the world in the most beautiful and wonderful of human events. With trembling hands, Cole reached up and took the waistband of Ava's panties. She lifted her hips, and slowly Cole pulled them downward. Downward the soft white fabric traveled over the soft skin of Ava's thighs, her calves, and over her feet before Cole neatly placed the panties on the nightstand. This pair had too many wonderful memories for them for it to simply be tossed into a corner.

Cole inhaled deeply as he looked up at his wife's beautiful vulva. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was. With reverence and awe, he lovingly caressed the dark, soft hair that adorned the heart of her feminine sexuality. He took a deep breath, allowing the intoxicating scent of her female core to wash over him. His brain was buzzing as though from wine as her delicious pheromones washed over his senses. Here was his mate.

As Ava spread her beautiful legs, Cole saw the beautiful vagina from which his child would be born before him like the gates of heaven. Tenderly and lovingly, he parted the delicate folds of her vaginal petals. He nuzzled against her, inhaling her beautiful aroma and feeling her soft pubic hair against his face. He had never seen anything as beautiful as his wife's pussy before in his life.

Lovingly and tenderly, he ran his tongue up between the lips of her vagina, tasting her sweet, precious nectar. He reached beneath her, his hands cupping her buttocks as he slowly licked and sucked between Ava's legs, lost in the incomparably delicious scent and taste of the woman he loved. Slowly, his tongue circled her clit, the slippery, shiny pink flesh of her vagina moist with her desire, the soft hood of her clitoris slipping backwards to expose her glistening pink jewel.

Slowly, Cole licked around her clitoris, taking his time. He wanted to experience Ava's orgasm with her and savor every wonderful moment. Her hair tickled his face pleasantly. He loved everything about getting to go down upon her. He had never been so turned on or so hard before in his entire life.

Ava's orgasm was building slowly as Cole began licking more rapidly. Her body was trembling with lust, her muscles clenching. Beneath Cole's hands, he could feel her butt cheeks as hard as rocks as the muscles contracted. She cried out, her voice a high-pitched gasp like a songbird's. It was the most beautiful sound Cole could imagine. Her hands were tense as she held them up, and they trembled as they signaled wordlessly for Cole to stop. For the moment, she was too sensitive.

Cole backed away, smiling. He had enjoyed that immensely. Although he loved Ava's fluids on his face, he wiped his mouth off in case she wanted to kiss him in a moment.

Cole was shocked as Ava sat up and pushed him back onto the bed. She looked into his eyes, her beautiful face burning with need.

"I want to get you pregnant, Ava. I want you to have my child!" Cole said as she climbed on top of him.

His world was suddenly filled with heat and moisture as his wife slid her hot, wet vagina over the tip of Cole's long, thick, hard cock. He looked up into her face as she slowly stretched around him. They weren't simply making love; they were mating. She was going to be a mother soon.

Overcome with love and desire, Cole's hands traveled Ava's body as she rode him. Her slippery cervix ground against the head of Cole's hard cock, the tissue meeting wetly as their sexual organs joined harmoniously. Cole luxuriated in the slick fluids inside of Ava bathing his rigid member in her love and need as their bodies moved together. He slid in and out of her, filling her with himself, stimulating her with his cock as they mated. The comfortable, satisfying scent of their lovemaking filled the room, and the wet sounds of copulation added to their enjoyment of one another.

Just beyond the cervix that Cole's cock was caressing lay Ava's sweet womb, in which their child would grow and be nurtured by her body, and in just a few more days Ava was going to become fertile. She was going to be pregnant. This was real; this was happening. And Cole couldn't be more excited.

As Ava rode Cole, he pulled her down into a passionate, wet kiss. Their bodies were joining desperately as they merged in passion, instinct driving them to create new life with the one that they loved.

Deep within her, Ava could feel Cole's hard cock, hot, hard, and stretching her pleasantly. She could feel the fullness of having him inside of her as he caressed the opening into her womb, and he was massaging everywhere inside of her where she needed to be touched.

Cole reached down, moistening a finger with her sweet, sacred juices. And then he began to slowly caress her lovely pink nub as their orgasm approached.

They were breathing hard, Ava undulating above Cole as they mated. A light sheen of sweat reflected the dim light. Life shone in Ava's beautiful dark eyes as she approached orgasm.

"I want you to have my baby," Cole gasped as he bred with his beloved wife. "Please, I want to have a child with you! Oh, bear my child, Avaaa!" His words were strained and tense, disappearing entirely as his mighty orgasm overcame him.

When their shared orgasm came, it was like a dam bursting. The height of pleasure, the glorious moment that leads to conception was being shared by the husband and wife as their bodies merged hotly. Cole's hands tightened hard around Ava's hip bones as he thrust deep into her, his cock sealing against her womb. Every neuron in their bodies seemed to fire at once, filling them with a glorious electrocution of unspeakable pleasure.

Deep within Ava, she could feel Cole's cock bucking, pulsing, spurting within her as his powerful orgasm sent hot liquid jets of his cum deep into her body, and her own orgasm came crashing down upon her in an ecstatic rapture of unspeakable bliss as she clenched and bucked above him.

Deep within her, their fluids merged sweetly and wetly as their bodies contracted and spasmed, pulsing, crushing against one another as their bodies strove to make a child together.

A child was not conceived that night, but soon, Ava's body would be full of beautiful new life. Soon, a child born of their love and passion would grace their lives.

Ava collapsed on top of Cole, their hearts still pounding and their chests rising and falling with their deep breath. Cole's cock was still throbbing inside of her, straining to give every possible drop of his semen to the woman he loved. And Ava's sweet pussy still fluttered against Cole's manhood as he gave her everything his body had to offer her.

For a long moment, they lay together, breathing deeply. Cole caressed his wife's back, his hands traveling down her ass. He was still buried deep within her slippery depths. He kissed her again.

"Sweetheart, I know that you are probably aware of this, but it's important to me that you know that you have my permission to do anything that Dr. Parker says that you need to do in order to have a child. Even if we have to use donor sperm, don't worry that my feelings will be hurt." He kissed her sweetly. "I love you, Ava."

She returned the kiss.

Every night, Cole and Ava prayed together. That night, Cole whispered a prayer while still buried inside of Ava's beautiful body. There was nothing sacrilegious about the act; in fact, nothing could have been more perfect or sacred. Occasionally, the slippery walls of Ava's vagina still fluttered and quivered against Cole's manhood. When he finished the prayer, Cole added the words, "... and please, if we are meant to be parents together, bless our efforts to have a child. Amen."

 

[Sidney_1]

Ava and Cole Foster

“I love you, too, baby. I’ve missed this so much. Okay, thank you, I will do whatever Dr. Parker thinks is best. .. .” Ava’s body was wrapped snugly against Cole, her breasts tight against his chest. It had felt fantastic to come alive again, to want to fuck, make love, cum, to feel her husband’s semen spurt passionately inside of her. Dr. Parker was the last thing on her mind.

Cole had made such gentle, but passionate love in exactly the way that Ava needed it. Ava hadn’t realized how much she had missed their sexual life, too. Her body had craved and needed those last two intense orgasms and it was very fulfilling to be able to make Cole happy, too. It had been a long time.

When Cole had suckled her breasts and tongued her clit. . .everything had felt more electric. Ava could only assume that Dr. Parker’s medication was beginning to work. She definitely felt hornier, more like her old self.

Ava kissed Cole, as they quietly prayed together. Ava knew her body was becoming riper, juicier, more alive. She was already inseminated with Cole’s essence.

“Amen,” Ava whispered, sleepily. Cole’s warm cock was still buried within her, and she felt their shared warm fluids ooze out of her as he softened inside of her. Ava loved that sensation and loved the scent of their sex.

“Good-night, honey. . . I think you wore me out,” Ava smiled, shifting position, allowing herself to be spooned and cuddled.