How I got my kids through a Blind fold IVF
Motherhood from Blindfold IVF
I am Shaalu from Mumbai. I was just watching my daughter perform dance on her school stage. She is now in Junior Kindergarten. My minds raced. How my deserted life was blossomed with the arrival of my beautiful daughter “Dhwani” 3 years ago. Oh! the remembrance itself is exciting. Readers may be surprised to see the title of my story. Yes it was blindfold and in a way an IVF. The difference I will tell later. Now read on.
My marriage was not a fairy tale event like what all girls dream in their college days. But it happened without any planning when I was only twenty years. I wanted to study further, complete my MSc. But fate had decided other way. I lost my father on the day of results of my BSc final. I came home with joy to inform my parents but my father’s body was waiting for me. He had left this world due to an accident near his office at while returning from his office at LBS Road, Kurla. My mother was devastated. My father had not made any big savings. As he was struggling to save for my marriage. We stayed in a rented flat at Nahur East. Just three months after demise of my dad, the land lord asked us to vacate the flat as we had not paid rent. We were devastated. My mother thought of seeking help of local corporate who was influential in that area.
So, evening we went to his house which was nearby and waited for his arrival. Mr. Naik, the MLA came by seven and heard our plight. He assured help and asked us to come next morning. Next day he not only paid the balance rent of flat but also suggested us to shift temporarily to a guest house of their party. We were very happy with his help. A day after we shifted to the guest house, Naikji met us there and asked me if I am ready for marriage to one of his friend’s son at Indore. His argument was that it will reduce the load on my mother. My mom also agreed and he invited his friend and son to the guest house to meet us. They came by a car which indicated that are well to do. The groom was not bad looking, and he was doing a business in Indore. Only drawback was that this was his second marriage as first wife had expired two years ago. Though the age difference was more than 12 years, as he had no issues, we agreed. Mr. Naik himself shouldered all expenses of the marriage.
I shifted to my husband’s house a week later and Mr. Naik had helped my mom to buy a small flat nearby. He also gave job to my mother in his office. (It was almost a year later that I came to know that all the courtesy shown to us by Naik was not just kindness, but he and mother had intimate affair since couple of years. don’t want to write much about that in this story). After I came to Indore my mom is staying with Mr. Naik as his live in partner.
Coming back to my own story, after marriage the very first night I got to know about my husband. He slept snoring within few minutes. In the coming days, months and years I remained virgin, thanks to his ED and PE issues. It was during the first year I came to know that his first wife, in fact she divorced because he could not consummate the marriage. They had huge ego and family pride if not anything else. Divorce that too citing any issue from his side as a reason was a big disgrace to them which had happened to him once. So I never raised the topic of children or to divorce him.
Often, I used to look at myself in mirror. My unused 38+ boobs were quite big and erect and looked much bigger as the stood on my lean waist. I was rather tall with long thighs, good color, and big eyes. My long hair was envy of all. Overall, every head used to turn when I went anywhere, and I was proud of myself. What use of pride when my body remained untouched? After three years of our marriage, suddenly, my husband started to take interest and talk about children. Often, he would say how nice it would be to play with kids moving around in the house and such talks became frequent. I was wondering what he had in mind. Was he planning to adopt? I was not averse to adopting a child.
One evening he raised the issue of IVF from a donor. I was surprised, baffled, and could not speak. Was it he who was speaking this? What may be the reason? Was he really interested in kids? I just could not understand. He went on to say that I can Google and find out which are best place for IVF. I was dumb stuck with his words. Next week he asked me if I had made any search. I said in negative and he again told me that he is serious and want kid to smile in the barren house.
So, I started to find out from Google. There were many but the reviews also told to be cautious as many are frauds and there were chances of HIV and such stories. So, I thought to forget it and adopt a child. But it kept on coming in my mind to try for IVF as I can become a mother myself. Whenever I saw my heavy boobs in mirror, I was feeling them becoming tighter with thought of my child suckling them. How good that feeling may be? Once I was scanning through face book posts which were one of my past times. In one of the Facebook pages by ID “sexy bhabhis & aunties” I saw a message from a reader in Indore. I read it with interest. He had asked “any housewife wanting children can contact him”. He had given his e-mail ID.
I thought about this man for few days, got curious and then decided to send a mail which was harmless. I introduced myself and asked about his procedure and the expense involved. By evening I got the reply. He wrote that his main air is to help women who desire to have their own child. He has helped many women to get children and they are all very happy now. When I asked him to send his photo he declined and also told me not to send any of my photos. He told that he does so to ensure confidentiality from both sides. Neither he nor the woman who wants children should know or able to identify each other. That looked strange but I somehow got interest. On further prodding he told that he is helping women through IVF (His abbreviation of IVF was different which I came to know later and will tell later on) and further details only in person.
I was in dilemma now. Is it genuine? They may take advantage and black mail me later, what if it doesn’t work. What if the donor semen is infected? All these thoughts were coming to my mind and was unable to take any decision. But the urge for child was increasing day by day. After couple of days he sent few photos of kids, male and female whom he boasted were born with his IVF technique. OMG, they kids were not just kids but looked like angels. So beautiful, very good complexion and looked vary adorable. That ended all my dilemma and I decided to try it out. Anyway, I had sanction of my husband to try any means.
I asked him to mail me the details of where and how to meet the IVF Centre. Within an hour I received a long reply. He clarified that he would keep the identity very discrete. For that he explained that I and also, donor will remain completely stranger which would ensure that in public we will not be able to recognize of even tell child some years later about the biological father. That was an excellent idea. His one more condition was that first their doctors will examine me. Also, the donors may be different on my different visits. That will also protect the identity of donor. Having somewhat convinced with his mail I decided to check it out.
Next day I searched his place which was a resort on road to Mandav. Within few minutes of my reaching the resort a lady came and welcomed me. She also explained few things and was then taken to another room where a gynecologist examined me. She was smiling and told something to her assistant and to some other person on phone. Afterwards she asked few details from me like age, year of marriage etc. My blood sample was taken. She then told that the days were not fertile and asked me to meet on few specific dates after knowing my last MC date saying that they need to do IVF on fertile days so that chances of success would be more. I returned and felt better on visiting them and seeing the facilities. I didn’t bother if it was legal or illegal, but my goal was important to me that I should become a mother.
On the specified date, I informed my husband that I would be going for IVF. He wished me all the best and even advised me to visit a temple on way, perform pooja. I thanked him for his concern. I dressed simple but I knew that I always looked stunning. Of course, I was told that IVF will be done by injecting donor semen medically. So, I had waxed my private part the previous day and on that day I took special care to clean, put on light perfume between my legs so that the doctors will not get any bad odor.
I reached at the resort before lunch time. The receptionist welcomed me, and I was given fabulous food. The special drink, which they told would help during the procedure was very delicious. I was waiting to be taken to an OT. After half an hour of rest to my surprise I was attended by few girls who removed my clothes in very provocative way. I was in fact getting nervous and excited. I thought they are doing preparatory works for IVF. Yes, in a way it was. In the corridor few men were walking briskly but they were masked with black cloth leaving their mouth only open. I laughed and wanted to know about them. The girls told that they donors who had come to donate their sperm but do not want their face to be seen. They also told me that even my face would be covered likewise which ensure complete confidentiality.
I was by then getting bit sleepy. I was given a very sheer gown to be worn. I was then led carefully to an air-conditioned spacious room. The room was big, dimly lit, fragrance all around; the bed had pure satin or silk sheets. I thought that they may want me to take some rest before the procedure. A doctor came to the room and showed me an album of kids. She asked me to go through the photos and say which child I liked most. They she added that the sperm of the father of that child which I choose would be used to impregnate me. It was funny but I flipped through the pages. Each child was very attractive. One was more beautiful than the other. Finally, my eyes fixed on a girl and I could not take my gaze out of the child. The lady was looking at me and asked, “this baby?”. I nodded and Okayed. She called someone on her mobile and asked me to lie down and take rest. She also gave me a tablet which she said would help.
My eyes were closed, and I had half slept when the door opened and a man whose head was covered with black mask entered. She put on a black mask over my head. It was fully dark, but the mouth was open. As his head was masked, he might not have seen me, and I could not see his face. I was instructed not to speak at all. Anyway, may be the effect of medicine, I was in no mood to talk at all.
I was lying on the smooth bed of satin sheets, feeling its smoothness. On the contrary a rough and touch hand touched me. I knew that must be that of the doctor who would conduct the procedure. The hand was now moving up and down my hand, sleeve. Another hand was on my leg and moved up to my thighs. I could not speak as I was told not to. The touch and the slow movement of the rough hand was mesmerizing. I was highly excited. Those hands did not stop. The caressing continued and for the first time in my life I felt I was experiencing unbearable orgasm. Automatically my thighs had widened, and those rough hands no more felt rough but were now very smooth. The invisible hands helped me to rid off my robe. I was semi conscious by that time. I wanted more and more of the experience. I was not disappointed as the hand now was exactly between my legs on my clean shaver pussy. One finger of that invisible hand was now rubbing at the centre of my triangle, a bit up, a bit deep, in out, in and out. Certainly, this cannot be a medical procedure. Nevertheless, I wanted it more of it and did not want it to stop. I shivered, bit my teeth, and exploded with another orgasm. The room was perhaps pitch dark. Those magic hands then moved up along my belly and held my breasts lightly and then squeezed them turn by turn. My nipples were now erect which were held between two fingers and rubbed. Slowly I could sense a pair of lips pressing on them and suckling, biting the nipples, left, right, left right. Oh my God is there no end to those continuous orgasms. I did not want either. Yes, yes, yes, I wanted more and more. My lips were trembling on which suddenly another pair of lips sealed them in a long kiss. As my mouth was open from the mask, those lips tore open mine and a very hot and long tongue entered my mouth. Our tongues twisted and danced, kissing and our saliva flowed in both directions. His hands were holding my head from back and pressing further to unending mouth to mouth kisses.
Those fat fingers were again inside me exciting me. I stretched my thighs to provide greater access. My hands were automatically prodding in dark in search of something which I did not know. Sensing my mind that person gave what I wanted in my hand. Yes, it was his long and fat dick. It was gigantic. Coming slightly up he guided my hands on to his testicles. They were too heavy and big. With his hands he further widened my legs and placing the tip of that huge weapon he slowly pushed inside my wet valley. He was probably informed that I was still a virgin and he handled me very carefully. Once I was fully lubricated, he pushed in one fast stroke which sent a chill along my spine and I shouted with pain when the hymen broke. Immediately his mouth sealed my mouth to prevent my shouting loud. The kisses were in millions which made me to forget that pain. Within few minutes the pain had vanished completely. My legs surrounded his body and he was raising me slightly making entry complete.
While he was hopping on me, I was clinging to him like a baby monkey to its mom. My legs gripped on thighs rising on to his hips and my hands circled his back digging my nails in uncontrollable excitement. Our bodies moved as one sealed, welded, and fusioned as if we were inseparable. I was imagining that we might be looking like Siamese twins with two head and one body. There was silence and action except for the creaking of cot, the AC and my moaning. He was not allowing me to shout loud and any attempt he was stopping by sealing his mouth on my open mouth. I had lost all senses and did not know if it was day or night. After spate orgasms my thighs pressed his testicles urging him to release his load, but he had no courtesy for my request. Did I really want it to end? No. In fact I would have spent whole life in that heaven. I was able to sense his climax and he guided me to tighten my thighs around him and dug further in. He came in me starting with drops, continuing to spasms, ending in gushes. After minutes of flooding inside me he stays attached and pushed a pillow below my hips. We stayed fusioned for a long time. When we detached, I was exhausted? Had he left? I did not know.
After about fifteen minutes two ladies entered my room. I was still closing my eyes but was aware of situation. One took my breast in her hands and started to kiss and suckle and other went between my thighs and started to lick. I widened my thighs and the excess semen form earlier mating flowed down which the other woman licked and then her tongue entered my pussy, licking rotating her tongue all around the wall of my vagina. I got immediate orgasm and held her head pushing further down. But both women left me suddenly. Few minutes I could feel A beside me holding and hugging me. He kissed me on forehead, and I cuddled to him with gratitude. He was playing his hand on my thighs and slowly inserted his finger in my wet vulva. I drew him closer and extended my hand bet ween his thighs. Yes, he weas ready with his huge canon. After half an hour of rest cum fore play A came on me and I guided him very deep in a single stroke. We made love for an indefinite time and again his hot lava filled me completely. Few minutes later he had left and again the women came and opened the mask. me up. I felt shy but it was natural for them. They gave my clothes and asked me to wear. They checked the sheets and smiled at the puddle of overflown combined fluids of our mating. One asked me about my feeling, and They smiled I felt too shy to reply but just nodded my head and actioned with closing my fore finger with thumb.
On my coming out of the room, the doctor met me in her room. She told that I had to visit every alternate day till conception is confirmed. I was too glad about that news. But she cautioned me not to discuss or reveal what happened here to anyone including my husband as it may be very risky for all. I agreed. My only goal was to become a mother.
I returned home and took bath. On reaching home I was recollecting the lovely experience. I was bit limping which my husband noticed but I told that I had a slip I kitchen. My body was aching and burning at many spots with deep teeth marks on shoulder, thighs and my breasts where it was red, purple marks When I took hot shower the spots burned in hot water. I touched them and felt excited. My husband returned at night and asked me about the day. I told that a doctor attended and examined and did some procedure in minor OT. I told that I could not know what exactly they did but they injected something from cold storage into my uterus and then told that it will take time and I have to go every alternate days for examination and more procedures if needed till I conceive. He noticed I was limping, and I told that I had a slip in kitchen. He was convinced and was happy. I slept recollecting all the heavenly feelings I experienced that day and had deep satisfied sleep.
Next day looked to me as if it had 48 hours. I just wanted to run there. Only now I understood the real meaning of IVF in their terms. It was not In Vitro Fertilization, as it stands for but it was “Intimate Vaginal Fucking!!! Oh my God what I had missed in all these years. Now I had no bad feelings for my mom who lost my dad and was intimate with the politicians. I questioned as to how cans a woman stays without sex? How I stayed without it all these years? Now I decided to compensate for what I lost in my life. Come what may I will go every alternate day. Though I was curious to know the name of the donor it was not allowed. Also, he may not be interested to reveal his identity. It really didn’t matter no, and it was enough as long I got what I wanted, my physical satisfaction and motherhood.
That day I had taken extra special care to be completely hairless, put on best body spray and perfume, lipstick which I wanted to be erased by his lips. In my purse I took mouth spray which I wanted to use just before going inside the room. I reached the centre a bit before prescribed time. The receptionist had big smile and welcomed. She teased me about my eagerness to be there before time. I smiled and kept quiet. A girl came to me and gave me a drink which was given the first day also saying that it will increase my desire for sex. I was already burning with heat and this drink now! She led me to another room inside which, to my surprise there was no cot but the entire room of 14×14 wall to wall foam mattress with silk sheets. I went to washroom, looked at myself, put mouth freshener a bit, corrected my lipstick. The girl was waiting with black mask. How much I desired not to use it, but it was compulsory. The zip of the mask also had a small lock so that both would not be able to remove during “procedure”. I lay down on the floor mattress waiting for the donor to arrive. Just few minutes there was sound of door opening and closing from inside. My heart was pounding, and blood rushed into my adrenaline. Suddenly I was hugged by two strong hands and not allowing a second, he sealed him mouth on mine. As he almost tore open my gown my hands were searching for his penis. He was already undressed, and I held his penis for first time. He had gigantic tool. He lifted me and took me on him, spreading my legs and placing on either side of his legs. I was right on top and holding his tool in my hand I lowered on to him completely. He hugged me and we kissed for a long time. The kiss was different than the first day (Let me call him A). Also, I felt this (B) chest wider and arms stronger. As I was descending on him, I felt his weapon also fatter and longer. Was this donor different than the first day? I thought for a moment, but the intensity of mating was not allowing me to think further. Let it be anyone, I was getting what I needed. Be it anybody’s child, no problem as all photos of kids which I was shown were all very beautiful. Yes, I was correct this man was different which I realized as my breasts rubbed his chest which was bushy and hairy tickling me all along whereas A had shaven chest.
He rolled me down and was thrusting in and out, again rolled taking me on his top. We probably were rolling all over the room without detaching. That was the idea of wall to wall mattress. Oh! Fantastic experience. Do these men take some tablets like Viagra or some other to sustain so long? There appeared no end to our mating. I was soaking with my own secretions flowing down my thigh, but he was still going strong. There was no sign of him resting or slowing down. An hour passed. I didn’t know but always wanted to continue for an hour more. His palms were very big as he held my breasts and caressed, squeezed them, raised my hips with his palms. I could not avoid moaning but kept it low voice. Lowering his head, he took my nipples and sucked them; bit them endlessly while he continued his in out movements inside me. I was grasping him tightly afraid he may stop. But he didn’t till I got my millionth orgasm or so. He pushed a pillow below my bums which was an indication that he may discharge finally. I raised my hips and allowed the pillow to be placed properly and pulled him deeper in to me. After few long strokes he started to discharge. Probably the tip of his phallus was centered at the entrance of cervix. He came and what it was! I felt a hose pile inside me connected to a tank and valve opened. He gushed his cum directly into my womb I suppose. I was gradually getting filled to the brim and he slowly detached ensuring that I will close my thighs tightly preventing much of his semen overflowing.
I was exhausted and felt tiered. I thought he will go out and after few minutes I can get up. But I could feel something touching my lips and automatically my tongue touched it. The taste was bit salty, and bit insipid, sticky and I realized that he might have taken drops of his discharge and tasting it to me. As I opened my mouth, I was shocked that he had inserted his penis into my mouth. It was not so hard and big at that time. I had not even guessed such a thing would happen. Holding his huge phallus in one hand, I pushed it further into my mouth. My other hand was playing with his sacks. Will be come in my mouth. I didn’t know but was ready for experiments. As he became very hard, big he slowly withdrew from my mouth and spreading my legs again entered me. He told that it is their policy to ejaculate only in vagina as their main aim is to make ladies pregnant and not just sex. This time it was very easy entry as I was filled with his cum of previous mating. I garlanded my hands around him and pulled for a kiss. I opened my mouth and his tongue mated with mine. His hand was on my breast and squeezing nipples. I raised my hips urging him to start. Not disappointing me Mr B made love intensely, intimately without stop. I had lost count of strokes, time even strength. I lay surrendered to his magic, but my hands and legs were entwined with him. This time he discharged much more of his hot ejaculate deep in me and we lay undetached for a long time. After long time I felt that we had detached, and he had left the room.
I opened my eyes when a girl came to the room and woke me up. She removed the mask. The big sheet spread on the mattress was entirely shabby, wrinkled indicating our great action. The girl had a look at the condition of the sheet which had big pools of wetness at a dozen places. She smiled at me. I too had to smile back and we both burst into big laugh. She asked if I had good time. I nodded and in a low voice told that I can wait if he is ready to come again. The girl could not stop her laugh and asked me to wait and she would check. In five minutes, time she came back and put on the black mask again. I didn’t even go to wash. I wall filled to the brim with two huge ejaculations.
I kept my thighs close and waited eagerly. I heard the door open and someone entering. Searching me with his hands he reached me and lifted me easily. I laid myself on the mega bed and he came near me, pulled my fact for kisses. OMG, this was another say Mr. C which I could easily find out by touch and his beard touching my boobs. What should I do? I thought that I should not have asked for a third time. I thought of pushing him and asking him to stop. He laid me face down and came on my back. With his hands he widened my thighs and pushed his demon size penis slowly. I raised my hips to allow easy entry and it was not a problem due to the highly lubricated vagina. He held my boobs from back and started making love slowly and gradually increased speed. Few minutes later he pulled me and made me to kneel and rest my hands on the bed. Yes, this gave complete access for entry and he just pushed himself completely inside my in that doggy position. His hands were continuously squeezing my breast and nipples. In between one of his fingers was searching my Clitoris and rubbing me incessantly sending me thrills and to experience repeated orgasms. I reached his balls from my one hand and fondled them. They were bigger than tennis balls. He continued without break and came in me. Feeling his climax, I pressed my thighs and he pushed further into me. His ejaculation lasted for long time and I could feel the hot fluid overflowing and flow down my thighs on either side. As he withdrew, I collapsed on to the bed tiered, satisfied, and confused. Mr C whispered in my ears that in this “Clinic” all males should ejaculate in vagina times and asked me to just relax, have some water and he would be ready again. I told that I already had three mating, but C said that he cannot leave a sexy woman without mating a second time. He hugged me and was slowly caressing my breast and thighs. Pulling me he kissed on my lips and soon the gates opened again. It did not take much time for him to be ready again. For me it was the fourth time of the day within three hours. I had no strength and completely surrendered to that huge magic wand which was moving in and out of me. We came together after half an hour and stay clinging till recovery. At the deck they asked me to pay extra for second person. I had no option but to pay as I had asked for extra service.
I dressed and left home in a cab. My legs were aching, but mind was happy, body was happier. I found difficult to climb steps of my house. My walking style itself had changed it seemed to me. At home I took hot water bath which soothed my body. Was I doing right thing? I asked myself. No said my mind but yes said my body. My hungry body justified my actions as a compensation to the dry years in my life. Always body wins. An hour of rest and fresh coffee made me normal. I was wondering as to whose seed may fertilize me. A, B, or C. Personally I felt B is better and made up my mind to ask only for B from next time. I was somehow feeling happier, and in light moods all evening. My husband asked me at night if my leg pain had increased. I just told that I again slipped in washroom and so there is some swelling. After dinner I had very deep sleep, contended as if I have achieved something unconquered.
A day passed with only recollection of the sweet memories of six-times sex I had in two days. In my next session I sort of complained saying that how they changed partners each time. I asked them to send only B till conceive. They spoke to someone, may be B, on phone and said it is done. But the condition was that he can mate only two times as it is max allowed per man and if I needed third + fourth (two for each person) mating on same day then the partner would be another person and I had to pay extra. I thought I may not need second and what had happened earlier was only an aberration. I agreed. Their fee structure was that it was a lump sum amount till conception subject to max of two months within which they were sure to provide results.
That day I had great time with B who was really very good. After spending an hour in foreplay, B pulled me on his top. I was hopping in and out and thrusting my jumping boobs on his chest which he was holding, squeezing and suckling. Raising up I held him close and took the semi hard penis in my hand and started stroking slowly and fondling his testicles. I played my tongue on his strawberry in a circular motion and took fully in my mouth. As expected, he was too hard and hot to hold. My fist could not grip the huge thick shaft. He pushed himself in me and I hugged him. We kissed again and again and made love in silence. I could not control my heaving and moaning. He sealed my mouth with his to stop from screaming. We climaxed together and he shot his seed deep in me in spasms of expansion and contraction to which my vaginal muscles gave a matching company.
We lay contended for some time. B was now caressing my body from shoulder to knee. I was playing my hand on his back and then stoked his shaft which was just semi hard. As he continuously suckled my nipples and I fondled his testicles he came to life again and after five minutes of oral ministrations, he was rock hard. I pulled him on to me and he was too pleased to enter me. We made love for longer time and his second ejaculation was much more intense. After few minutes he bid bye and left. I was tiered and contended and was resting. What if I ask for more? I was in two minds. Will my body take that much in short time? The other day I had four times, but I was ok. A girl came and tried to open my mask. I held her hand and asked if additional service can be availed. She laughed loudly calling me ‘Whore”, I also laughed and kept quiet. In fifteen minutes, I heard the door closing and footsteps near me. Yes, a Mr D was there. He sat on the carpet and pulled me on to his lap. He was much bigger, and I looked like a bay on his lap. We kissed and entered heaven. He made me to lie on him with my face upwards and guided me down on to his huge phallus.
Thus, two months passed and probably I had more than 60 times sex with B. As I had missed me periods, I knew I had conceived. I was so happy with it but waited for them to test first and confirm. The centre too was aware that two months had passed, and the Dr examined and confirmed that I was pregnant. Though I was happy with that news I was disappointed that the program was over, and I can’t visit even on that day. My face was pale. Seeing me they asked the reason and without any shyness I asked despite having conceived can I continue to visit the centre. The reply was in affirmative, but I had to pay extra as their contract was over once I conceive. I thought of a three-month package. They suggested me to take 6 months package as it was 50% cheaper and then stop as I would be in my seventh month of pregnancy. I immediately paid the amount and looked at the girl. She understood and after making few entries lead me to the first room. I returned late in the evening after hectic multi position sex.
I informed my husband only after two months and also told that I need to go alternate days for medical examination. So, I continued for six months to enjoy and compensate my losses in life. I myself started for change and got new and newer mates, much younger and healthy. I stopped going from seventh month. My child was born, who I believe is the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. My husband was very happy.
Once the baby was four months, I called them and took an appointment. I reached there in time. The doctor congratulated me and took me for general check up. I was fine. Then I went to the receptionist and told that I want to enroll for yearly membership. She again asked me to meet the doctor. Dr told me that I am fine and can resume sex. She added that till I wean the child chances of pregnancy are rare. I told that I want to take annual membership to come to the centre. She looked at me for a while and said there is no problem, but I should insist on using condom. I didn’t say but she must have read my face. After all these months I could not think of using any rubber barrier. I dreamt of skin-skin contact, I wanted flooding of my vagina with hot semen. So, I asked the doctor if there are any other methods. I was confident that all donors are medically tested periodically and are in good health. So there was no fear of contacting any disease by not using protection.
She understood me and after half an hour of wait took me to minor OT for inserting Copper T. She advised me to take three to four days of gap and then only have sex. I returned home. From next week I started going once a week, which I increased to twice after another three months. But I could not make it alternate days because of baby. I had to first feed her and then go otherwise my mate would empty all the milk!! Now there was no restriction to A, or B or C. In fact, in last two and half years it has reached probably J. Now by daughter is 3 years and I am looking forward to asking doctor to remove Copper T and have one more child. I am always grateful and indebted to my husband for understanding my problem and helping me with broad mind.