Maybe I should have stopped. Maybe it wouldn’t have mattered either way.
Emily was so gentle with me. Her soft kisses and touches aroused me like they always do. This time, there was a rawness. Oh, I don’t know, perhaps harshness is a better word? Either way, instead of the gentle, warm glow of her touch, there was an edge to it. Still, things feel different when you’re pregnant, so I filed it away as that and we continued.
She held me close and kissed me, but somehow, she tasted different. Oh, I know I’m messing this up. I simply can’t find the words today. Perhaps it was my altered sense of taste which has been a ‘thing’ since the morning sickness kicked in. Her hand cupped my breast and squeezed and I think that’s when I felt it. No tenderness…no soreness. Oh, but it’s an exquisite soreness. The kind you want more of, and it wasn’t there today.
And then her fingers tracking slowly down my tummy to my engorged clit and then further down and gently probing inside me. And mine inside her too. We often make love like this, lying side by side, gently kissing and fingering one another. Sometimes not so gently, but that has been a while ago now.
Even as I felt my orgasm grow inside me, it felt…different. Still, Emily came on my fingers which prompted me to cum on hers. She has this delicious talent of pushing two fingers inside me and one into my bum at the same time, who wouldn’t cum with that, especially with deep, loving kisses punctuated with dirty talk? I hand a hand around the back of her neck and gripping her right shoulder as I came on those fingers. They weren’t in me far, just enough to find my g-spot which itself felt weird today.
And so she held me while I came, my orgasm outlasting hers as is usual for us. Emily can cum repeatedly, far more times than I can. Hers are short, intense and repetitive. Mine tend to be long, explosive, and roll like heavy thunder.
When I was done, she kissed me again and pulled her fingers from my vagina. She always looks down. She loves seeing my cum make her fingers glistening, and she loves licking my cum off her fingers too.
But not the time. This time, there was “Oh, Anna” and there was blood, a lot of blood. And cramps. It felt like all the weird feelings I’ve been having over the last 48 hours coalesced into abdominal cramps.
Which is why I’m writing this from hospital. I’m ok, but the pregnancy is over. That’s another thing with the women in my family. Children are hard fought for….hard won. And sometimes, every now and then, one of us comes along who simply can’t carry a pregnancy, and that, it appears is me. I have a “hostile uterus’, whatever that may be.
I’m going to take a little break from ST. I’m sure you understand. Knowing my body, I’ll still be my normal, horny self, but right now I need to process what’s happened and take a little time to climb back on my perch.
(Editors Note: We are sorry for your loss. Please take care of your self. And we are here when you want to come back)
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