Pregnancy Scare

About eight-years ago I had a pregnancy scare after having an enjoying time of sex with a trusted friend who I had allowed to enter me without a condom. I remember lying back relaxing feeling wonderful as I always do when a man’s sperm is inside my body when I had a sudden realization. I had miscalculated my ovulation date.

I sat up in worry and immediately got my calendar out of my purse and checked it out and discovered that the pages were blank. I normally kept a journey of my bodily temperatures, dates, times of my periods, and my predicted ovulation date. I had been doing this for about two –years since getting off of birth control pills to give my body a rest. I had gotten into natural birth control and though it took a bit of work, it hadn’t let me down in these two years.

On the days I was unsafe, condoms had to be used. My body was fairly regular in my monthly cycles so I was able to predict fairy accurately when I was ovulating. And my calendar was the key. But I had gotten busy with various things going on in my life and had forgotten to update the calendar with up to date information. I remember about a week before that I had glanced at it and was able to calculate when my safe days were and today was supposed to be one of those.

So, I met with a man that my husband and I had known for about a year and we fully trusted him. He was married and had been in the lifestyle with his wife for a few years, but she got sick and her desire for sex all but disappeared because of the medication she was on. We had known both of them and had swapped spouses times before she had gotten ill. When she began to lose her sexual desire she came to me and asked if I would help take care of her husband’s sexual needs. I talked it over with my husband and he was fine with it, so about once every two weeks or so I would go to his home and have sex.

I enjoyed the sex with him very much since it was with a good friend that I trusted. He was a very patient lover who knew how to pleasure a woman and I was never disappointed. But on that fateful night I had been so busy with my daughter’s school activities and a huge project at work that I made my miscalculation and was about to make a mistake. When I arrived I found that his wife was gone for the evening as usual (she normally left us alone on the days we met) and we didn’t waste time but went to the guest bedroom to begin our sexual encounter.

We began to have sex and when he was about to enter me he asked if he should wear a condom and I told him that I was safe and to go ahead without it. I then felt him pushing inside of me and I enjoyed the absolutely good pounding he gave me. When I’m stressed I find that though I don’t feel like sex as much, my orgasms are more intense and they have a healing effect on me. This was no exception and as he moved between my legs I had a very powerful orgasm that made me cry out loudly. I normally don’t moan or cry out in passion because of my daughters and have trained myself to be quiet, but in this case I just couldn’t help myself. When the pleasure subsided I found that my stress was completely gone and I felt so relaxed.

It was then that I asked the husband to go ahead and “fill me up” which he proceeded to do with great eagerness. As I laid there with this man on top of me with my orgasm still a faint echo in my body, I felt him make his release inside me and flood me with his sperm. I was in heaven at this point and nothing could get me out of my “zone.”

Well we relaxed in each others arms for a bit and that’s when my brain kicked in and I sat up in panic. I quickly reached for my purse and pulled open my calendar and checked the dates. For some reason I had miscalculated and I was at the beginning of my ovulation cycle rather than a few days from it.

I rushed to the bathroom and took a shower and tried to wash his sperm out of me, which was a shame since part of my pleasure is to walk around for a few hours knowing another man’s sperm is inside of me. Well I might get my wish and more if I get pregnant and be walking around with another man’s child inside of me instead.

I told him what had happened and he seemed very concerned. I left for home and when I arrived I told my husband what had happened and I took a hot bath and gave myself a good cleaning out.

I was very worried for a while but when my period finally came right on time I was so relieved I wanted to cry. I went ahead and got back on birth control pills since I didn’t want that to happen again and stayed on them until about two-years ago when I was certain I wasn’t ovulating any longer. Two years later I don’t think I have to worry about any pregnancies any longer which really makes sex even better for me. No more lingering doubts if I’m safe or not.

A few weeks later I was back at the home of the husband and wife’s on my back in the guest bedroom groaning and shuddering as his sperm flowed inside of me; however, this time it was caught inside a condom. Even though I was on birth control I didn’t trust it just yet until it had time to work in my body.

The things I do for sex.