Caroline Ch. 04.03

"I told you, no I'm not in the least angry, in fact I'm flattered that you'd want to have my baby but, look Lena, it may not be possible to have MY baby. You may have to have someone else's if you really want a baby."

I hugged him really tight, "I don't want someone else's baby, I only want yours, part of you, don't you understand. I'll have part of you growing inside me and growing up with us. That's what I want, part of you."

"Well, we'll wait and see what Joanna can find out. I promise that, if it is at all possible, I'll do everything in my power to make it happen. I love you, Lena, more than anything," and he hugged me and kissed me.

"Let's go to bed and practice making babies," I whispered to him, "just making babies."

He kissed me in reply and I stood and took his hand, leading him into the bedroom. Strangely, although we'd been together for several months now we'd never actually made love spontaneously like this. It was always sort of planned, you know, on Sundays. The nearest we came was last week but now we just went straight to it.

Standing in the bedroom he kissed me gently and began to undo my blouse finally easing it off my shoulders until it was completely off. I did the same to his shirt leaving him bare-chested. We continued to kiss and our tongues combined in their usual dance as our passions rose. He pulled away and looked at me, that look which always made me feel so important, real, wanted, desired, oh it's difficult to explain, then he kissed my boobs through my bra. He reached around behind me and undid the clasp and took my bra away still kissing my boobs all the time. No bra meant he could now get at my nipples and he wasted no time in bringing them up to full size, gently nipping them with his teeth and sucking on them. My legs were starting of get a bit like jelly so I sat back on the bed and began to undo his trousers. I could see that he was excited by the bulge. Button and zipper didn't take long and he stepped out of them insisting on taking his socks off (he refused to make love with his socks on, it was so sixties porn he said).

When he finished and stood there in front of me I was presented by his erection striving to escape from his underpants, the top just poking over the waistband. It was so funny. I reached up and touched him, pulling his manhood down towards my mouth and moving his underpants out of the way. My hands then slid over his buttocks as I removed them completely before I used both to massage his penis and balls. I wanted to taste him. I could smell his manliness, sweat, pee (I suppose), talc. He must have dashed over here without showering or anything. I didn't mind, I wanted to taste him like this but I remembered that I hadn't showered either and I started to pull away.

"What's the matter sweetheart," he said looking down at me.

"I haven't showered or anything. I'll go and get ready."

"No need," he said smiling down, "I don't mind if you don't."

My answer was to take hold of his hardness again and take the head into my mouth. It tasted of all those things, it was lovely, manly, not nasty at all. I sucked hard which resulted in a deep intake of breath from Mike and a small amount of precum which, mixed with all the other tastes, excited me even more. I took more of him into my mouth and he began to move his hips pushing himself into my mouth as I sucked and played with his balls. It was lovely to feel him, backwards and forwards in my mouth. He wasn't rough, just a slow movement that occasionally left his erection hitting the back of my mouth. I started to swallow him to deep-throat him but he pulled away.

"You don't make babies by cumming this way," he said smiling, "and, if you keep this up, I'm going to! Lay back and let me undress you, you've got an unfair advantage. I'm naked and you're not!"

I laid back on the bed and he undid my skirt and pulled it off leaving me in my, not very sexy, knickers. Then he started to kiss me all over, starting with my tits and nipples, gently biting and sucking to raise them full up then pinching them with his teeth and fingers. It was so wonderful and I could feel an orgasm approaching. I wanted him to lick my sex but I was afraid that he wouldn't want to, you know, as I hadn't showered. I needn't have worried. He left my boobs and started to kiss my tummy and my button, pushing his tongue inside and twirling around. At the same time his had was inside my knickers with his fingers playing with my vagina and my clit. I was almost cumming now, breathing deeply and softly moaning.

His mouth moved down onto my mons and he started to bite and blow on my sex through my knickers. He'd never done this before and it was heavenly. He bit quite hard but it didn't hurt, quite the reverse. As he got right to my clit I could feel him sucking through the material and I let out a scream and a growling "Oh yessss," as my orgasm arrived. He only stopped to take my knickers away and then continued to lick my vagina deep inside. He moved down between my legs, pushing them up in the air so he had complete access to me. His tongue was driving me wild, first in my pussy and then on my clit, sucking, licking, blowing and biting. After a while of this I was ready for anything. I didn't want him in my bottom tonight, we were practicing making babies, but I certainly was ready for him in my pussy. I reached down and pulled his head up, "Fuck me now, fill me. Let's have a real practice," I said smiling down at him.

He sort of hooked his arms in my legs to push them back and he leaned forward. His penis seemed to find it's own way into my pussy, I could feel the head knocking and asking for entry.

"Reach down and put me in," he said breathlessly. So I did and he thrust forward giving me almost all of it in one go. It took my breath away. In this position he seemed to get deeper inside of me, I thought I could feel the head of his erection pressing on something inside.

"Ooohhh, that's good, keep going. Oh that's lovely . . . ." I moaned in pleasure as he began to slowly move in me, all the way in, all the way out. He let go of my legs and I clasped them around him, trying to pull him further inside me. He leaned down and kissed my nipples then moved to my mouth. We kissed as he continued to slowly stroke me. I was beginning to cum, my orgasm building slowly and I reached round and tried to pull him even further inside me, now on fire. My clit was bursting with pleasure and, as he began to speed up, I started to cum. My vagina muscles gripped him tightly as I came, and this made him cum too. I could feel him pulsing inside me, shooting spunk deep into my body. Oh how I wished he could give me a baby now but at least practicing was fun!

We both slowly came down from our highs and he rolled sideways holding me tightly. "I don't think we need much practice," he laughed, "we seemed to have got it right!"

I laughed with him, "That was lovely," I said, "I love you."

"And I love you too, amata. More than anything," and he kissed me lovingly and long. We fell asleep in each other arms, whispering sweet nothings to each other, kissing, nibbling, you know, the things lovers do.

I woke quite early in the morning while Mike was still asleep. When Jo is on nights I usually try to get up so that I can make breakfast for her before she goes to bed so I quietly slipped on my dressing gown and went into the kitchen. I got breakfast ready and went to shower before I woke Mike. He must have heard the shower because he was up when I returned to the bedroom.

"Morning beautiful," he said smiling up at me.

I pecked him a kiss, "Hello, sleep well?"

"Marvellous," he replied reaching up for me.

"Sorry, got to get ready for work. Breakfast is ready if you want to shower. Jo will be home soon. I hope she's got good news."

He went serious for a moment, "I hope so too but you mustn't be too disappointed if it's not, OK."

"Mmm, I know but we'll wait and see."

He went off to shower just as Jo came in. As usual she was tired but quite chirpy.

"Hi," she said, "I've got some news. One of the doctors on call last night did some work in infertility a few years ago so she's pretty much up on things. She was very helpful."

"Mike's just gone to shower. Sit down and have some breakfast. You can tell us both when he comes out."

She tucked in to her big breakfast (I always cook a fry-up when she is on nights) as Mike came in. He pecked her on the cheek, "Good night?" he asked.

"Yes, very good," she said smiling, "how about you?"

"Oh pretty ordinary," he said smiling at us both, "we just practised making babies. It seemed to go all right didn't it Lena?"

I laughed, "Yes, I think we've got it about right." Then looking at Jo I said, "Now all he needs to do is practice with you" and I winked seductively at Mike.

He laughed and Jo blushed which always made her look very sexy. "Stop it you two," she laughed, "I'm tired and hungry, it's not fair."

"No, I know," I said, "sorry. Finish your breakfast and tell us your news."

We all sat down to breakfast but I'm afraid we rather rushed it waiting for Jo to finish.

"Well you two, you carry on eating and I'll tell you what I found out. It is possible to reverse a vasectomy by fixing the tubes together but, the older the person and the longer ago the op' was done makes it more difficult. I wasn't sure, Mike, when yours was done so I said about twenty years. She said it was very unlikely that they could 'fix it'."

I looked at Mike, "I'm sorry," he said smiling sadly at me.

"No, wait a minute," Jo interrupted, "let me finish. All is not lost. Although she thought it was unlikely that they could 'repair' the 'delivery' equipment," she smiled, "the equipment for making sperm will probably still be working fine. Men go on making sperm until late in life and she thought that you would be OK in that department but you'd have to get it checked."

"What good will that do?" I asked somewhat dejected.

"Well, you could go for IVF. Mike could supply the sperm and it could be implanted in your egg. But . . ."

"Oh no, what now!"

"Nothing too serious I hope. You can't have it done in this country. The authority that looks after IVF in the UK wouldn't allow it in your case. You're fertile (as far as we know) and so is Mike. The difficulty has been caused by the vasectomy not by a medical problem so they won't allow it. BUT don't despair, you can get it done abroad, she said, without much trouble but it will be expensive."

I looked at Mike. He thought for a moment then stood up and kissed me, "I've got to make some phone calls, back in a minute." He didn't say anything else and I began to get worried.

"Do you think he'll agree?" I asked Jo, "it seems like a difficult thing."

"He said he'd do it if it were possible and I think he will. Don't worry, you know he loves you. Don't be silly."

"I know, its just that I want this so much and I don't want it to come between us."

Mike came back in, "It won't sweetheart. Look, I've got to be off and get some clean clothes. I'll be back in tonight to see you." He gave me a long kiss on the mouth then he kissed Jo, "Must dash, see you tonight." And with that he left.

"What was all that about," I said slightly stunned at his quick departure.

"I think he's planning something, something nice if I know him, so stop worrying. Time you went to work and I went to bed." She kissed me, "I'll have dinner ready, see you later. Have a good day."

Off she went to bed and I tidied up, dressed etc., and left for work. I can't say that I had a good day. For most of the time my mind was elsewhere and it seemed to take ages for 5 o'clock to come round.

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