(This is not a fiction. This is a faction. I keep its copyright. After edited it will be published by a well-known magazine. So read it but do not use it all or partially. OK?)
I'm three months old pregnant wife. This is the interesting story of my pregnancy. I'm sure you'd like this long story.
Three years ago when I met husband I was a college student in a beautiful Mediterranean port city. He was a senior exchange student. During a party we met and danced. He is blonde with blue eyes and I am a brunette girl with dark emerald eyes. We attracted each other but nothing happened between us, because I was virgin and coming from a conservative catholic family. We met several times and only kissed a few times. That was all. Just before returning home he asked me to marry. I told him to ask my family rather than me. They accepted him as a son-in-law. Then for wedding I went to USA to marry him. After wedding parties my family returned to our homeland. Now, I'm 22 years old housewife and my husband is 27. He is a deputy manager of a medium size company. He is very clever and he promotes the exports of the productions to the Middle East Countries. In a short time his bosses made him a partner to the company. I'm not a girl like Playboy pets. But wherever I walk in alone or with my husband many people (men or women) turn their faces towards me. I do not want to be modest, but to tell the truth I have very attractive body and I'm very sexy girl. I'm not a skinny girl I have big breast and long legs.
Following wedding we made our first love in a seaside hotel during the honeymoon. I was shocked more than my husband, because there was no bleeding. I was sure that he did not believe in my words about my virginity. But he preferred to play a role as he accepted. He is really good guy. I really LOVE him. During and after the honeymoon we happily made love in every occasion. I want to tell the TRUTH, he was THE FIRST MAN in my pussy. Even first time in my life I saw a dick that was his dick.
As a fact I'm a real horny woman. Before our marriage I was masturbating three or four times every day. During the first year of our marriage we did not want to have a child. So I had been on pills. Second year we changed our mind and wanted to have a baby. I stopped taking pills. We could not have a baby during the first year in spite of stopping the pills. I suggested my husband to take him and me to the doctors to find out the reasons of our infertility problem.
After check up we understood that he was a healthy guy, but I had the problem. The problem was about my hymen. It was in very deep and very elastic without any hole. And I was still virgin in spite of our two years marriage. It was big surprise for both of us. You could not believe how my hubby was happy when he heard the news about my hymen. Since that moment he felt comfortable with that reality about my virginity.
Doctor suggested us getting rid of the problem with a minor surgery or trying a harder intercourse to take the virginity. I objected the first alternative. I told my husband and doctor: "As a woman I want to feel the differences between virginity and womanhood during the sex with my husband. I believed that the blood was a seal of the marriage as a Mediterranean catholic girl. Since my childhood the blood was my fetishism as a virgin girl. I do not want to have an artificial solution."
So we left the doctor office. Believe me my husband was happier than me. When we entered home, he fucked me; sorry he fucked me harder, right away. The result was same. Nothing changed I was still virgin. Since then we continued to fuck in every position just to solve the hymen problem. We spent five months without any solution. He had a psychological problem. He thought that he was not a capable husband to fuck his wife. I reminded him what the doctor said about many similar examples of my case. I tried to convince him not to worry. He seemed that he believed what I said. I really love my husband. He is a great, understanding guy. I like his making love to me. Even when we were watching TV together I like to lick his dick rather than sucking. His dick is a kind of ice-cream con for me. I had never seen any cock but little John. So it is a kind of fetishism for me to lick his dick in every occasion. It seems to me it is very handsome toy. I really enjoy kissing and then licking his dick.
One day I admitted the hymen problem to my best friend, Henrietta. At the beginning she did not believe in what I told. Several days we discussed what to do or how to handle the case. She asked advice from her experienced mother. Even Henrietta suggested using some dildos or my fingers. I objected, because I wanted to solve the problem through natural way. I mean not artificially, but natural fucking.
One day when we were talking about the problem I noticed that Henrietta was very nervous and trying to say something. Suddenly she excused and said: "I have an idea!" I asked what it was. Her face was blushed but she slowly started to talk. "Maybe! Maybe! I mean, maybe John (my hubby) has a problem. If you want and if our husbands accept, Andy (her husband) can screw you to take your virginity!"
I was shocked. I looked at her face. She was sincere. She added, "Forget it! Forget it! Please forgive me for this stupid idea!" before expecting my answer. I told her "Why not! It might be! Anyhow we are good friends, your husband is an honest and healthy young guy!" My answer shocked her. Then we discussed the details. I agreed to talk my husband first. If they agreed we could do it. She told me that she already talked with Andy. He was ready to help! But it took four days to convince my hubby. When he turned the lights to green I called Henrietta right away to give the good news.
Then four of us met in our home to discuss the details. We fixed the day accordingly to my special periods. It was following Saturday. That afternoon my hubby went to play golf. Henrietta went for shopping.
Andy came with flowers. We were acting like the first date of the teenagers. We danced several moments. We had danced many times before, but it was different that day! We were very nervous. He was holding me very close to him. I was feeling his hard on my legs. He was kissing my neck, and then licking my eardrop. First I kissed him. Then our very heavy French kiss followed it while he was playing with my tits over my dress. Five minutes later we were walking towards to the bedroom while kissing. I did not turn on the lights in the bedroom. The indirect lights from outside were romantically reflecting to the room with a romantic music. We started to strip each other. After taking off my bra we speeded it up. We behaved like horny college couple. He was licking and sucking my 38C tits. I was holding his dick in my hand. It was almost same size of my husband's dick but fatter. When we were on our king size bed his dick was already in my shaved pussy. I did not understand why he hurried to put his dick in my pussy and he had a very early ejaculation. It was big disappointment. He excused.
But less than ten minutes he had another erection. This time he slowly pushed it in my pussy. It was exciting to feel a foreign and real hard dick in my pussy again. It took half an hour to unload his come. I had two orgasms within that period. After that fuck I felt myself as the happiest woman in the world. But suddenly I realized that there was no bleeding. I told him to stay on the bed. I went to clean myself then to bring some cold wine. We chatted and drunk wine. We kissed each other. I sucked his dick. He licked and ate my pussy. Then he fucked me again. It was 45 minutes long hard fucking. But nothing changed! He left home without success. We were depressed. I called his wife and my hubby to give the first report. They were upset. Honestly talking I very much enjoyed that fucking as a horny woman with him. I was almost going to ask him whenever he wanted he could come to fuck me. But at the last moment I stopped talking.
After that experience we did not discuss the case with my husband. But one day John came home with his buddy, Bob. He was marine, athletic and handsome guy. They are use to play golf together. He is taller than my husband. After the dinner with wine, hubby asked me to talk in the bedroom. He suggested if I still think to solve the problem, Bob was at my disposal. I hesitated. I was tipsy. I asked him if he mentioned anything about the case. He said yes and that's why he was here. I said OK. We returned to the living room. John told Bob that he had an emergency call from his office. He'd be back about three hours later. Then he left.