Surrogate

[Snowbunnie12]

Ok so this is my first venture into any forum... especially fetish....I think being a Surrogate sounds hot, assisting another couple to conceive and both his sperm and her egg inside...just a kink and a fetish any thoughts? Doesn’t have to be in here feel free to PM

 

[sweettalk4u]

Sounds like a very submissive act indeed. In a man I would liken it to being milked. No orgasm, just the taking of your cum by another.

 

[Privates1stClass]

Ok so this is my first venture into any forum... especially fetish....I think being a Surrogate sounds hot, assisting another couple to conceive and both his sperm and her egg inside...just a kink and a fetish any thoughts? Doesn’t have to be in here feel free to PM

Welcome to the forums. You can find just about any fetish that you can dream up on here. Yours isn't any further from the mainstream than 90 percent of the others.

I'm sure if you're really interested in becoming a surrogate, there's an organization out there that would welcome your assistance.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

So say I have this free spirited wild and crazy sister around my age who is unable to conceive. With me already having a child I know I could be a surrogate for them and it would be a truly amazing act to assist her and her husband(my brother in-law). After much discussion and life planning with my husband he reluctantly agrees that I should do it. I break the news and she is so happy and it will build our bond even stronger. I have to stop my birth control for atleast a month before proceeding and can only have protected sex with my husband from here on out now. When the process starts he can no longer penetrate me as it may interfere with the process of conceiving there child. After months of invitro cycles and no success(and no sex for hubby) all parties involved have a meeting with the reproductive specialist were he or she recommends a radical change of course for them to conceive. With the invitro not taking the specialist suggest they can inject her eggs at a further appointment and the impregnatation May need to be done “the old fashion way”. Not just once but multiple times a day over the course of a several day window to ensure fertilization. All parties are in shock of the simple solution. I’m am a very conservative woman who has only been with her husband since we got married at a young age but want to be there for my sister. Family discussion ensues.

I’m no doctor and don’t know really how that stuff works but I think it could be a hot story to any writers out there.

 

[Invisable247]

So say I have this free spirited wild and crazy sister around my age who is unable to conceive. With me already having a child I know I could be a surrogate for them and it would be a truly amazing act to assist her and her husband(my brother in-law). After much discussion and life planning with my husband he reluctantly agrees that I should do it. I break the news and she is so happy and it will build our bond even stronger. After months of invitro cycles and no success all parties involved have meeting with the reproductive specialist were he or she recommends a radical change of course for them to conceive. With the invitro not taking the specialist suggest they can inject her eggs at a further appointment and the impregnatation May need to be done “the old fashion way”. Not just once but multiple times a day over the course of a several day window. All parties are in shock of the simple solution.

I’m no doctor and don’t know really how that stuff works but I think it could be a hot story to any writers out there.

Naughty bunny!

 

[WillJ8787]

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Master's of Sex, the book. I haven't seen the series(HBO?) And I'm sure it's got some good erotic stuff in it.

Sex and intimacy surrogacy is such an important way of contact for some folks and I think it is needed through out the world. Imagine if you have never touched another human in your life, how that would be?

For couples, so many relationship s fail because the couple is just not in sink with each other or one or the other is too much in their head/or body and they don't make good contact with each other...surrogacy can really be good for a lot of couples.

...and the couple with a third(loosely a surrogate situation) can be very erotic for all.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

We leave that day and sit down and have a serious discussion. I want to be there for my sister however plans have shifted so much I’m not sure if I could really go through with sex with another man. I’ve been a faithful loving wife and he was my first and is my only. I’ve only been with him how could I do this. My sister being her free spirit self is open minded though not really fond of it. My husband is an absolute no, my brother in law wants to remain faithful but still wants a child. We continue to chat into the night over several bottles of wine and we relax more and more until finally my husband after a come to Jesus moment says he would not protest and would support my sister and I in trying to conceive there baby. Now it was only me undecided. I tell them I am not ready to commit to the new plan and need some time to self reflect which everyone is more than ok with. Over the next week I confide in my best friend who I have known for years. She opens up like she never has before going into detail of how hard it was for her and her husband to have a baby and being a surrogate can be a beautiful thing albeit the conseption May be different. She also jokes it may be more enjoyable and that got my mind turning and we have a good laugh when I tell her I haven’t had intercourse in nearly 3 months. I go on to tell her more than I have ever how I married my high school sweetheart and have never experienced anything or anyone else than him. She continues to tell me more about the benefits of what I am about to possibly do than the negative. I have a strong marriage and he is ok with it... and now honestly so am I. We gather and I inform my sister that yes I will go through with it for her sake(and later mine) we have a toast of champagne to celebrate.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

This is a very hot fantasy! You don't need a writer. You got this. Please continue!

For real? Me lol?!?! Imagine if I had a computer then all I have is a tablet!

 

[Privates1stClass]

We leave that day and sit down and have a serious discussion. I want to be there for my sister however plans have shifted so much I’m not sure if I could really go through with sex with another man. I’ve been a faithful loving wife and he was my first and is my only. I’ve only been with him how could I do this. My sister being her free spirit self is open minded though not really fond of it. My husband is an absolute no, my brother in law wants to remain faithful but still wants a child. We continue to chat into the night over several bottles of wine and we relax more and more until finally my husband after a come to Jesus moment says he would not protest and would support my sister and I in trying to conceive there baby. Now it was only me undecided.

It makes for a hot, hot story. What loving sister wouldn't give what she could to her sister so she could conceive? The fact that the loving sister has the "hots" for the brother-in-law has to be disregarded, even though several sexual couplings per day have to be completed over a three-day period. OMG, the suffering that has to be endured to help the sister who can't conceive.

Well, it's just sisterly love and a willingness to be helpful, right? I'd be happy to read all about it.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

I like it more as reluctant me is doing it for the benefit of my sister and atleast for now there are no hots for him just a chance to explore with another man. An opportunity I have never had before(ffantasy I’ve been with plenty lololol)

 

[Snowbunnie12]

I call my doctor the next day to discuss the further details of what has to be done. He suggests that we all come back in one more time prior to discuss EVERYTHING that needs to take place for a proper impregnatation. We all arrive the following week and there are hugs all around and tears of joy. With are reproductive specialist is also a therapist to go over some life dynamics that need to be addressed for a proper conception the first time around so this does not have to happen more than once. Prior to the eggs being placed she wants my brother in-law and myself to spend time together to build a bond of trust. My husband asks what she means and she puts it in cave man terms for him that we both need to spend time together to build a connect without both him and my sister around. She goes on to explain that for everything to go just right the first time we have to build a mental connection and furthermore a desire for each other would increase our chances of conception. We leave the office with our pamphlets and an idea of what needs to be done. I have never really spent a significant amount of time with him but find the idea pleasant which is surprising to me.

 

[msub50some]

I like it more as reluctant me is doing it for the benefit of my sister and atleast for now there are no hots for him just a chance to explore with another man. An opportunity I have never had before(ffantasy I’ve been with plenty lololol)

What do you think his attitude about it would be? Reluctant, anxious, apprehensive, excited? Would you like someone to roleplay it with you?

 

[Snowbunnie12]

Who cares it’s my fantasy

 

[Snowbunnie12]

After a days time he initiated our first “meeting” together for us to connect on a more personal level. Was nothing fancy or unique just a nice early afternoon get together for a walk in the park around the city and maybe a coffee at a spot he knew I frequent with my sister. As I was getting ready prior I found myself for the first time in a long time getting butterflies in my stomach like I had years ago when my husband and I first started dating. I became very conscious of what I wore and how I smelled and I even put on makeup for the first time during the days in years. We decided to both drive so it was not weird for either of our partners. As we parked and left our vehicles we gave each other a kind of awkward embrace knowing what we were eventually going to do. He placed his hand on the small of my back than as he pointed out the sky line for me to admire actually pointing out the building he worked in. We began to walk and made small talk about the city and I must say I was impressed with his knowledge of the local skyline and architecture. A mundain meet up was actually turning in to a fun outing! We sat at a park bench to take a rest by the pond and he produced some pieces of bread to feed the ducks passing by. This wasn’t so bad I thought to myself. We began to walk again and had spent the entire day together(way longer than expected) and coffee turned into a suggestion of dinner to a place he and his coworkers frequent to which I obliged him. It was within walking distance and as we left the park he reached out to hold my hand as we crossed the first street. His hands were large and course like the hands I remember my father having from years of blue collar work, for some reason it immediately put me at ease and brought back fond memories of childhood. As we crossed I decided I’d like to continue holding his hand as I smiled at him and he smiled back. We were already starting to make a connection. Dinner was small talk as usual but he was funny and charming and put me at ease. I split the check as to not make it like we were on a “Date” but in hind sight it felt like one. I had not felt this alive in years. As we returned to our cars to part our own ways and embraced goodbye it took everything in me not to kiss him. The day was perfect and I felt like a was in my teens out for the first time again. The butterfly’s remained inside the entire car ride home.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

As the evening passes and the butterflies fade I find myself watching my phone for any contact from him. I haven’t been this antsy in years, it was like high school all over again in my head, did he like me? Did I act ok? Did I say something wrong? Why was I so concerned it wasn’t line it really mattered all that much. The next few days were agonizing waiting for his response! I was raised a girl never calls it’s the man who had to chase not the other way around. And than it happened, I simple text from him and my heart started to race. My hands shaking so much I almost dropped my phone, “hello, I had a lot of fun wednesdsay, (sistersname here) has to work tommorrow would you care to come over for a swim? That is if you don’t alresdy have plans.” I was jumping inside and smiling externally, he actually liked me! “ of course I would love to” I responded. Was that to much I thought? As I woke Saturday morning I began to prepair for the days festivities. I drew a hot bath first thing to which my husband looked concerned. “What are you up to today dear” I smiled and said “ going for a swim at my sisters” and gave him a little wink as I lifted my leg out of the tub to show him my freshly shaven legs. He smiled back and didn’t blink an eye. “in that case I’m going to go golfing if you don’t mind” to which I asked him for a kiss and than he got ready and left for the day. What to wear what to wear....first and foremost a one piece or two piece? Forward or reserved? I felt 18 again to the hell with it I thought to myself and grabbed the tiny bikini my husband had bought for me for a vacation that I refused to wear and can’t believe I am about to now. It was from an Australia company and I never even bothered to take it out of the package the first time I saw it as I was so offended. It was very small and flattering almost a sheer material in a teal green. As I put it on I was having second thoughts but than caught myself in the mirror. Damn... I thought to myself I look hot. The tiny bottom exposed pretty much the entire lower half of my rear and the front was not much better. Glad a shaved I thought to myself. The top was more modest but not much better however made my girls look ten years younger. I slipped on a pair of my daisy dukes and I white tank with some slip flops and went for it! My heart was racing the whole time driving over, “am I being to forward? Guys like forward right?” My nerves settled when I arrived and he was already outside mowing the lawn to greet me. My my my I thought to myself that is quite a man. I had never seen him with his shirt off but now I realize reguardless of the cituation my sister was a very lucky woman. His body glistend in the sun from his perspiration and I caught myself staring a little to long. I got out of the car and he came to greet me. I went for the same warm embrace we shared just a few days prior but he backed away because he was swetty... so I playfuly stuck out my hand for a hand shake to wich he obliged with a laugh and a smile and didn’t let go leading us through the fence gate and onto the backyard patio. He seemed up beat and happy that I was there, and honestly there was no place I’d rather be at the moment. He had taken some thought into today and I was rather flattered. He made sure the homes exterior was kept and the pool was perfectly clean. He had a bucket of Coronas on the table with a bottle of Bacardi limon. We make small talk as he opened me a cold beverage as I inquired how he kept the pool so perfect. It looked like a hotel in a magazine. He was proud of it and insisted I would enjoy the water during this hot summer day. I asked him how he knew that corona and a side car of Bacardi were one of my favorite and he told me my sister said thats “all you two drank in highschool”. I was impressed again and found myself slipping back to memories of a pool party at a friends house on hot summer days. He says “forgive me for a moment” and stands up to dive into the pool with a graceful splash. He asks for me to join him but I tell him I’m still working on me beverage. I so want to jump in but am having second thoughts about the swimwear I chose to wear, “is it to forward” I kept thinking... he said “no rush we have all day” and smiled. God he had a nice smile. His back muscles flexed as he swam from one end to the other. I found myself staring again and felt a little flush. Than i beacond him from the pool for a game my sister and I used to play. As he came from the water just a few feet in front of me I noticed his broad shoulders, his toned triceps and biceps pushing his body up, his flat stomach and..... the package in his swimsuit... beneath the fabric of his orange board shorts I could tell there was something beneath that I had never seen or had the pleasure and pain of experiencing. I instantly bit my lip as my mind began to race again. I hand him a towel and tell him to cover up jokingly but really it’s for my own good as not to drool over him.

 

[Deleted member 1215945]

Nice fantasy

Please continue!

Several years ago, my wife taught with another lady that she was quite close with. Her friend was barren, but had been married for over a year. She and her husband desperately wanted a child and was considering a surrogate.

My wife and I have had four children, but for some reason had a problem conceiving between our first and second child. There were no problems with numbers three and four. We have two girls and two boys. My wife teaches math, and we had to keep it even numbers.

We love children, and we have felt the pain of not being able to be pregnant, so my wife had great compassion for her friend.

When my wife and I talked it over and she asked me what I thought, I did have some deep consideration and we shared our emotions openly together. We came to the decision that if her friend wanted my wife, and ultimately us to be her and her husband’s surrogate we would do that for them. My only thought was that it be my wife’s egg and her husband’s sperm. We all agreed together this is how it would go.

At this point my imagination grew into my fantasy. I shared with my wife, who is quite sexual and open minded, that I would like for Rex, my wife’s friend’s husband, and my wife to actually have sex and he impregnate my wife naturally.

They were flatered that we agreed to our plans, and the idea that my wife and Rex have the baby together. There would be some legal documents to be prepared between us and them, but we would never acknowledge the baby between Rex and my wife or make any reference to it. All was planned and ready to proceed.

However...

Eventually they adopted a beautiful infant girl, and they are a very loving family.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

Soon it’s not over by any means...also with all the positive feedback I may start a few more of my fantasies lol

 

[Snowbunnie12]

After a few minutes of one shot one beer I’m starting to feel very relaxed and the conversation is making him seem like Prince Charming. I think I’m ready now as my goose bumps have subsided. I stand up to face the pool and edge closer. I pull my tank over my head and playfully toss it over my should in his direction. I can feel his eyes on me I just know he’s watching! Extra slow but not to be obvious I unbutton my shorts and hook my thumbs into the belt loops and pull them down just a little slower than usual. He must be enjoying this! Who wouldn’t. When they fall around my ankles I kick them to the side and dive in head first my mind on fire. I surface for air and look down to admire the crystal clear water. What I was not expecting is now my little sheer swimsuit is almost transparent! I begin to panic slightly as I don’t know what to do, I dunk back underwater and scream as loud as I can and than I hear it, the sound of him splashing in the water behind me...

 

[Snowbunnie12]

I’m in full panic mode as he swims up to me and playfully splashes at me. I oblidge and splash back swimming to the shallow and and him following like a shark under the water and he grabs my ankle pulling me back to him like we were in a race to the edge. His body brushed up mine as he passed and it sent shivers down my spine I hadn’t felt in a decade with my husband. He quickly stood up in the waste deep water and turned around to watch me as I came in a distant second. And than I did it! I stood up out of the water just inches infront of him in my barely there sheer swimsuit leaving nothing to the imagination. My nipples were hard pointing out right at him to admire and the little piece of fabric between my legs was clinging to my mound leaving nothing un exposed. He looked me up and down with wide eyes. He could have had me then and there right now if he wanted but he didn’t! He smiled and hopped out and brought me a towel sticking a hand out to assist me from the pool and draping it over my shoulders as he could tell I may be just a little bit chilly. I made it a point to walk infront of him so he could admire my backside as I walked back to the table. We chatted on and off about how it really came to this and enjoyed the summer afternoon together. I was warm again and at ease. I stood up letting the towel drop and moved to the chase lounge on the other side of him and layed our for him to view in all my glory. I could feel his eyes on me watching my every move my every breath as I inhaled and exhaled... it was obvious we was seeing sominthing he liked as I watched him keep shifting through my jackie O glasses trying to hide his erection. As some clouds rolled in and my sister on her way he suggested it was time for this date to end. I got up one last time to retreave my clothes and get dressed. My small bottoms had been pulled deep into my butt cheeks and I left it there for him to see. As I pull up my shorts I was deliberate to bend over and touch my toes to tease him. I slip on my flip flops And go to give him a warm hug goodby. I press into him and feel his massive erection in his shorts. Uncounciously I mumble “oh my!” Which he hears me say and smiles ear to ear. We are eyes locked as I’m bighting my lip again and start to slide my hand between us for a more thorough inspection. He doesn’t stop me as our eyes are still locked. What I’m feeling is close to the size of my wrist and still growing...just then we hear a car in the driveway and we break off our steamy encounter. I grab my bag from my side off the ground and give him a wink and a smile over my shoulder as I jog to the gate before my sister caught us. The entire drive home I felt alive as ever, feeling wanted feeling admired and most of all feeling sexy. I think it was time schedule the next appointment....

 

[Snowbunnie12]

A few days of flirty texting back and forth ensued between he and I. Hubby was working late one evening and I found myself relaxed and in the mood to see him.... we had a brief exchange and he told me was sorry but it is not the best time as my sister is being super difficult as to how long the process is taking...I saw my moment and went for him with a simple text, “I’m ready”. My phone ringed immediately and it was my sister she was estatic she was in tears! Her and I talked I had had said the both of us had just made a great connection and I want to help them the best way I can. We both said goodnight and we hung up... in a flurry of emotion I texted him again and said I want this to be special. “Like what” he asked and I responded that I think it would be best if he and I got away from our significant others for the conception

 

[Snowbunnie12]

any ideas were we should go folks?

 

[Snowbunnie12]

“be sure to bring that bathing suit”He responded. I spoke with my husband as he came home later that evening and informed him of the appointment dates and our intentions of detaching from the “family” for a week. He was not happy to say the least and very upset he was the last to know. For the two weeks leading up to the appointment and my scheduled weekend getaway I found myself confiding in my soon to be lover even more. Our talks turned more romantic in the weeks leading up to our trip and I found myself fantisizing about what lie beneath his trunks more and more. I had not had intercourses in months and good good sex in years, I was wet with anticipation the entire time leading up to it. 3 days prior my sister called to tell me that she would be at the appointment and that they had booked Cruise to Hawaii out of LA so I didn’t have to fly after the eggs are placed. Time to pack! But what besides that swim suit do I really have that’s sexy? I was able to piece together I few items but needed more. There was a store that I have passed for years and never visited he’ll never even stopped near as it is against everything I stood for. I grabbed my car keys and went to the ATM for cash to hide from my husband that I was going to buy slutty clothing to wear for another man. I picked out a nice assortment of items for him to enjoy on me, they were all the same brand that the bikini my husband bought me years ago Whicked Weasel! I finally found the name. From a very short skirt and tube top, leggings and a three pack of some very tiny underwear and to another brand new swimsuit but this one was purple mesh. I hope he likes everything I thought to myself as I raced home to pack. My husband was there already and I greeted him and we had nice conversation until he asked what was in the bags. When I responded nothing he followed me upstairs to see for himself. A large arguement between us plaid out until the moment my Uber picked me up to take me to my appointment.

 

[Privates1stClass]

Snowbunnie12,

I think the details you've posted thus far would make an interesting, and erotic story here on Literotica. Add some back story, make your characters realistic, add descriptive dialogue, and you'll have a great story you can post here. But first, find an editor to assist you in the small details. I'd be willing to read a hot story with the activities you've described.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

We had not spoken a word since the night before as he had locked himself into the guest bedroom and turned his phone off. I pleaded outside the door for him to answer and say goodbye. Was he that stubborn? That selfish? I found myself getting mad! I turn around and grab my luggage to meet my Uber leaving my wedding bands at the door. If he really loved me he would have came out to say goodbye. I sob all the way to the specialists office but am happy to see my sister waiting for my outside the door. “At least she supports this I thought to myself.” We enter and begin to fill out all the forms more than usual and one I had not before. I am escorted back by the nurse to an exam room as in the passed. I strip and put on the clinical looking gown and sit on the table like every time before. There is a knock on the door and I tell them to come in. It is my OBGYN and another gentleman I have not met before. He introduces himself to be a plastic surgeon and lists his credentials. My doctor begins to explain to me that today will be a two part inpatient procedure. The first performs by Dr. X will only take about 15 minutes and than the egg placement the usual amount of time. I enquire as to what “plastic surgery” is going to be done in 15 minutes. The doctor goes onto explain a very simple procedure they are going to perform to maximize my arrousal to increase the potential number of times intercourse may take place during the window and ensure fertilization of the implanted eggs. “An O shot” he calls it. “A small injection of hormones directly into your clitoris.” My OBGYN departs the room and in comes a nurse with a small cart. She asks that I place my legs into the stirrups she is pulling out from the table and drapes a blanked over my torso. I see her grab a small electric razor and she sits down between my legs. I feel it make contact with my skin and I shutter. This was the most contact I’ve had in months and the vibrations felt really good. She spent a few minutes assuring any pubic hairs over my entire vagina and pelvic area were down to little stubble. She proceeded to lather the area with a gel and use a safety razor to shave me competely smooth! When she was done she made a witty comment “just like a babies” and winked at me like she knew I was going to like what was about to be come.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

The good doctor sat down on his stool and rolled between my legs. He explained that he would need to perform a quick vaginal penetration with two fingers to reach a certain spot within me to allow my clitoris to become engorged enough to give him a large enough sight for the needle placement. He rubbed a droplet of some kind of cream on the hood of my clitoris and it felt like when you put Vick’s vapor rub on your chest but down there. He said it was a numbing cream to take away the sting. And than I felt the pressure of his fingers at my entrance. I hadn’t had sex in months and I am sure I was really well sealed back up. He could tell it was uncomfortable for me and suggested that he try with one finger instead. I was thank full for that. He eased his middle finger into the first joint while his hand cupped my freshly shaven mound. I hadn’t been touched like this in a long time and I found myself enjoying the subtle touch of his finger inside. As he could feel me relax he eased it in the rest of the way to his knuckle.. he began to pull his finger inside me in a “come hither” motion and I found myself trying not to squirm. With his thumb he pressed back my vaginal hood exposing my swollen clitoris. He grabbed a very small syringe and eased the needle tip into me. I didn’t feel the prick but could feel the rush of fluid enter my body through the micro sized opening. “And we are done “ he says as he withdrew his fingers and placed everything into a little red bin mounted in the wall. He told me that my regular doctor would be in shortly and left the room. The affect of the precedure was almost immediate as the numbing wore off. The gentle breeze from the air conditioner blowing through the room and up my open legs was enough to shoot shivers down my spine. I was so aroused it was hard to concentrate and I found myself feeling flush. The door opened and in came my Specialist to finish the final steps before I left to conceive my sisters baby. I had never enjoyed the process before but the subtle hand touch and his breath on my skin already had me in overdrive. “Was I wrong for enjoying this?” I thought to myself. He was done within minutes and assisted in taking my legs from the stirrups. I was told everything was set for success and they wished my “partner and I the best” and to schedule an appointment within a week after our return to verify pregnancy. As I started to get dressed and drag my panties up over my smooth legs and bare pubic region the sensation was almost to much. The silky fabric tracing over my skin was incredible. The sensation of the tiny string going up my bottom was amazing. I finished dressing and regained my composure. I walked down the hall and back to the check in area and there he was, my brother in-law holding out two tickets to paradise. I couldn’t wait to get things started!