Couples who can't conceive

"I'm going to cum!"

"Oh! Coming, I'm coming!"

A flash of white light seemed to fill my mind as I endured the trembling sensation of my husband's
throbbing penis inside me.

My husband was excited by my body, pushing his penis deeper and deeper,
continuously ejaculating his love-filled semen into my vagina for our shared goal.

I was loved by my husband, both physically and emotionally, and he was equally excited by this experience.

"Ah, honey, it's so good, I love you!"

"I, I love you too, inside and out, you're the best!"

"Honey, ah, honey!"

Even though we've been married for three years and are both twenty-eight, nearing our thirties, we
still express praise and deep affection for each other in ways we would normally be too ashamed to utter.

Of course, these are all heartfelt words. At least, as I just said, I love my husband deeply and can confidently say that
I will not invest my love in any other man.

On the other hand, although my husband never said it aloud, I've never
doubted .

I can always feel the deep affection in his words and actions, and even if it's not
as , he still pampers me at least three times a day, satisfying my body and soul.

Neither of us has ever doubted that for the rest of our lives—even if one of us passes away first—we will only have each other as our
unique partner.

However, even with such strong love, we also have a huge, unsolvable worry.

"Husband, this time, this time it's definitely going to be..."

"Ah! This time we'll definitely get pregnant..."

Yes, we've always wanted a child since we got married.

Before marriage, I hadn't really thought about it, but when my parents were moved to tears, they whispered, "You'll feel
lonely," and that thought kept echoing in my heart...

As an only child, my family's daily life would be missing someone after I got married, and I knew how lonely my parents would
feel ... Only after becoming a wife and having my own family did I truly understand that feeling.

Just as I was thinking about how to alleviate my parents' loneliness, this thought came to mind.

My husband's parents were different from my own parents; their smiles at that moment
seemed . The only difference was that my husband's parents were
eating with my sister-in-law's two children, their laps adorned with expressions of pure happiness.

Seeing this, I, who felt lonely, thought of something I could do:

let them spend time with my children as soon as possible, to
alleviate the loneliness I felt while away from home.

Not just two, but many children, if possible, so that my parents could
happily tell the neighbors, "Taking care of grandchildren is such a hassle," while caring for their grandchildren, making a joyful complaint.

So, I discussed it with my husband during our honeymoon.

I hadn't shown any dislike for children during our courtship, so when he heard my wish to
have children as soon as possible, although he seemed slightly uneasy, he surprisingly agreed very
readily .

When I asked him why, he told me he had noticed my parents' expressions at the wedding.

He also told me that he wanted to repay the two people who entrusted their beloved daughter to him, and also to
fulfill his obligation as my husband to bring them happiness.

Those words made me hug my husband tightly.

What a wonderful man I married!

At that moment, I made a profound vow to myself to "love only him for life," and we spent our
passionate first night together. We made love many, many times in order to conceive during our honeymoon.

Perhaps because neither of us was a novice, it was even more intense.

Missionary position, rear-entry position, standing position, seated position… in short, we completely disregarded shame,
using all our sexual knowledge to spend the night with him until dawn; the number of times we had sex at that time is still our
highest record to this day.

And then, today, my husband, having ejaculated his last drop of semen, lay on my lap as always,
gently caressing my abdomen.

The number of days after menstruation ended, body temperature, and all the data indicated that these were the most fertile
days . Every time we approached this time, we tried our best with the hope that we would definitely conceive, but we
never succeeded.

"Pregnancy isn't always guaranteed..."

"Yes. But neither of us has any health problems."

"Hmm, that's true..."

Since we got married, we've always genuinely wanted to have a child when we made love, but the complete lack of pregnancy
made us quite anxious. Of course, we didn't doubt our partner, but we always wondered if there was something wrong with us that prevented us from getting pregnant
.

My husband doubted his sperm, and I doubted my eggs, so we seriously discussed it. We decided that
even if one of us had a health problem and was diagnosed as infertile, we wouldn't give up. We would spend whatever it took, no matter the cost
or time, to cure the problem. We would never slacken our efforts to have children and we were determined to conceive.

With this resolve, we accepted the doctor's diagnosis... and upon hearing the result, we couldn't help but
sincerely thank the deities we don't usually rely on.

My husband and I were medically perfectly healthy.

Just in case, we went to several hospitals for checkups, and the results were exactly the same as before.

We were both fine, meaning we were sure we could conceive.

...However, a whole year has passed since then, and I still haven't shown any signs of pregnancy.

Of course, we don't think the doctors are wrong, but if they're not mistaken, then
the cause of infertility is a mystery, which makes us even more worried.

"...Honey..."

"Hmm?"

"Or...should we go see Mr. Sasano?"

"Sasano..."

Hearing the name I mentioned, my husband's expression turned sour.

Mr. Sasano was my husband's classmate in high school. Although he didn't tell me the details, my
husband and Mr. Sasano didn't have a good relationship before, and he always showed this expression whenever his name was mentioned.

I gave up before for this reason, but this time I can't back down.

I want to try all sorts of possibilities.

...Maybe, having held onto the desire to have a child for three years, I'm already feeling quite stressed.

"..."

My husband stared at me silently.

Then, as if sensing my resolute determination, he sighed deeply.

"I know. Let's go ask Sasano."

"Honey!"

"Well, maybe it was fate that we accidentally delivered the invitation to Sasano back then."

My husband said with a wry smile.

Hearing my husband's words, I also remembered the situation on our wedding day.

At that time, my husband, who was greeting guests, looked confused when he encountered
Mr. .

The invitation in Mr. Sasano's hand was formal, and Mr. Sasano
's name was on the guest list at the time, so I vaguely remember that my husband and I went directly to him to ask about the situation.

After all, three years had passed, and I couldn't remember what we talked about at all. But Mr.
Sasano mentioned a profession called "Couple's Life Counselor"—a job I'd rarely heard of—and left
his business card, telling us to contact him if we encountered any difficulties.

The thought of consulting with this Mr. Sasano, with whom I didn't have a close relationship, made me think this might be
the "fate" my husband had mentioned.

"Hoo hoo...maybe it really is."

If this could solve my problem, maybe Mr. Sasano receiving the invitation was divine help.

Feeling a glimmer of hope appear before me, I hugged my husband tightly...and then I noticed something.

My husband's penis, which I held in my hand, became hard again.

"Honey, really...want to do it again?"

"Ah, um."

I must have given him a lustful smile, fueled by my desire, right?

Slowly approaching my husband's lower body, I opened my mouth and took his penis into my mouth; knowing I didn't usually
give him oral sex, my husband, somewhat surprised, let out a trembling sound filled with pleasure.

"Oh, oh...!"

"Mmm, chu, oh..."

My tongue skills made him involuntarily make sounds, and his waist trembled and bounced.

Plus, the next day was a day off, so we made love to each other all night long... We were only three times
away from reaching the record we had set on our wedding night, which I really didn't expect.

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