Sadie's Sperm Donor

"What the hell's got into you today, Sadie?"

The voice of Brian, my boss, jolted me back to reality. The answer to his question was 'nothing', and that was the problem. My husband and I had been trying for a baby for nearly a year, and that morning Mother Nature had let me know, in her inimitable way, that I still wasn't pregnant. I didn't think that would wash with Brian, and he didn't give me the chance to reply.

"The file for the Anderson account. I wanted it on my desk for 9, it's now half past and I've got a conference call at 10. Where is it?" Brian demanded. I fumbled about in a desk drawer and found the file, and gave it to Brian.

"My office at 11," were Brian's last words to me as he took the file to his office. I sat at my desk in the large open plan office where I work and waited for my head to stop spinning. Brian has always been a firm-but-fair type of boss, but I had fucked up this morning. I had other things on my mind when I should've been concentrating. The Anderson account was the biggest thing going on in our company, and I had taken my eye off the ball with it. I wasn't looking forward to my visit to Brian's office.

As it turned out, it was nearer half 11 when I found myself sitting in front of Brian's desk, and he was a bit calmer than earlier on. He started asking me if I was OK, not feeling ill, everything alright at home, and it all came out. I told him about Dave, my husband, and how the two of us had been trying for months, checking calendars, dates, etc, and being disappointed every month. After getting me some tissues, he leaned back in his seat.

"Have you considered an alternative?" he asked.

"We can't afford IVF, and we're not even sure if we've got a fertility problem", I replied.

"That wasn't what I meant, although it sounds as if you have got fertility issues. What I actually meant was the perhaps you should try a sperm donor. That would at least tell you if you or your husband has the problem"

"I'm not sure we could afford a sperm donor, or even fertility tests...." I started to say, but Brian cut me off.

"What I'm talking about wouldn't cost you a cent, and it would answer a few of your questions. I'm talking about natural insemination, no doctors or labs involved. I can provide you with very potent, fertile sperm. My wife and I have 5 children you know, and you wouldn't be the first woman I've helped out this way." My jaw nearly hit the floor at this. How had this happened? How had I gone from being in trouble over a file to being hit on by my boss? Brian had a bit of a reputation as a ladies man, and now he had me in his sights. I guess at this point that I should describe myself. I'm 26 years old, 5'4", short dark hair, slim and petite with small but firm 32B breasts. I don't consider myself unattractive, but I wouldn't claim to be a supermodel either.

"Remember Nikki who used to work in your office?" Brian went on. "She left 6 months ago to have a baby? That was mine. There are a few others, but you get the idea. I don't expect an answer right now, but think it over, I'd be happy to help you out. You know where to find me, after all."

I could've left the office there and then, but I was a bit flattered by Brian's interest, and intrigued by his proposition. Brian is in his late forties, with thinning grey hair, but still a handsome, charming man. As I sat there, my head starting to spin once again, Brian got up from his seat and walked around to me.

"Of course," he said, "there is still the matter of your mistake this morning with the file." And with that he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. And what a cock!! Even in a semi-erect state it looked bigger than what I was used to.

"Think of this as me disciplining you for this morning. Or think of it as a free sample. Whatever, just open your mouth and get sucking."

I was stunned, if I should've left the office before, I should've run out screaming sexual harassment now. But I was also captivated, that cock was swelling up to full size and I had never seen anything like it, it must have been 9 or 10 inches long. Without thinking I reached out to touch it. Brian took this as a come on and stepped closer, so that his cock head was right in front of my face. Stroking his shaft, I leaned forward and opened my mouth, taking him inside. Pulling his foreskin back with my hand, I moved my head down and started bobbing up and down on it. Brian put one hand behind my head and gently pulled me further, so it went deeper. When it hit the back of my throat he relaxed his grip on my head.

"That's right Sadie," he whispered. "Suck it good. Show me how sorry you are about that file."

I carried on sucking his cock, rolling my tongue around his bell-end, moving my head up and down faster, getting more into it and more turned on with every stroke, until finally his hand was round the back of my head again.

"That's it, here it comes. Are you ready to taste fertile sperm for a change?" Brian gasped. And with that he started to shoot his load. This was something I hadn't expected, when I suck Dave's cock I don't usually let him come in my mouth, and if he does I always spit it out. With his hand holding my head in place I didn't have any choice, I started swallowing. As he fired his last in my mouth, Brian took his cock out and wiped it on my lips. I licked the last trace of semen from his bell end and kissed it.

"Thank you, Sadie" Brian whispered, and sat back down behind his desk. I wasn't sure how to respond to him, but Brian became all business-like again and took control of things. He gave me some tissues and told me to take my time, clean myself up and regain my composure.

The rest of the day I was in a bit of a daze, thinking about Brian's proposition, what had happened, and of course that monster cock.

At home that evening, cooking dinner for Dave and me, I was back in a normal routine, and the day's events took a back seat in my mind. It wasn't until we were in bed that I started thinking about Brian's offer.

Dave was holding my hand in bed. After a few minutes he moved my hand to his cock, which was already erect. I started stroking it gently, and Dave moaned softly. I continued for a couple of minutes then shuffled my way down the bed, until my mouth was almost touching his cock. I kissed it, then opened my mouth and started giving my second blowjob of the day.

As Dave moaned with pleasure, all I could think of was how small his cock was compared to Brian. I had nearly all of Dave's 6 inches in my mouth, and my hand was closed around the base, whereas my thumb and forefinger didn't meet when holding Brian's. As I sucked and licked, I felt Dave's hand going into my panties, his finger probing around my asshole. I patted his hand away playfully, and took my mouth off his cock long enough to remind him "uh-uh, that's virgin territory, and it's staying that way."

I continued sucking as Dave's breathing started to become ragged. "Sadie, I'm gonna come, babe, if you want to move your mouth."

"What a gentleman!" I thought to myself, to let me know and give me a choice. But I was in control and I knew exactly what I was going to do with my mouth. A couple of seconds later Dave grunted and started to come in my mouth. I swirled his semen around my mouth, enjoying the taste, and making another comparison with Brian. Where Brian's come was thick and creamy, Dave's was thin and watery.

As Dave finished his ejaculation, I swallowed it all and licked his cock clean. Then I kissed his bell end and moved back up the bed to kiss him on the lips.

"That was amazing Sadie, I can't believe you swallowed. What brought that about?"

"I just wanted to give my man a treat," I replied, "and I enjoyed it too, so expect me to swallow more often."

Needless to say, my husband went to sleep a happy man that night. I lay awake for a while, thinking about the day's events, weighing up the pros and cons. I had taken two loads in my mouth that day, and the taste and consistency was noticeably different. Maybe Brian was right about Dave, perhaps he was firing blanks. My not very scientific analysis had definitely found a difference. And Brian had a proven track record of fertility. As my thoughts settled down, and sleep began to close in, I made a decision.

At work the next day, I was a lot happier than I had been the previous day. Mid-morning I went to see Brian in his office.

"Good morning, Sadie. What can I do for you?"

"Quite a lot," I replied with a wicked smile. "I've decided to accept your offer. I'll be ovulating at the end of next week, and it just so happens that my husband is away then for a golfing weekend."

"Sounds like the ideal opportunity," Brian reached in one of his desk drawers and pulled out a card. Passing it to me he went on, "Let's make a night of it. This is a hotel I like to use, it's over the other side of the city. I'll make the booking, I'll e-mail the rest of the details to you nearer the time. Next Friday good for you?"

"Next Friday will be just fine."

The next ten days seemed to drag by, but Friday finally arrived. Dave was due to work a half day before going off with his golf buddies at lunchtime, so we wouldn't see each other again until Sunday lunchtime when he got home. We gave each other a fond farewell with some morning sex before we got up for work. Dave had offered to cancel his golf weekend when he found out I was ovulating, but I wouldn't hear of it.

"Let these recharge themselves while you're away," I told him, giving his balls a gentle squeeze as we lay there in the post-coital glow, "Then make up for lost time Sunday."

And so, Friday evening, two hours after leaving work, I found myself checking into the hotel Brian had booked. His instructions had been pretty clear, get myself ready and meet him in the bar before we went on to dinner, in the highly recommended restaurant.

Once in the room, I laid out my clothes and took a shower. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I tried to imagine myself with a swollen pregnant belly. I kept telling myself that this was the reason I was here, about to cheat on my husband- for the pregnancy, not the sex- but part of me was so damned turned on it was all I could do not to bring myself off there and then in the shower. Shaking these thoughts off, I continued with my ablutions. I shaved my armpits, then my legs, and then turned my attention to my pussy. I keep my pubic hair trimmed nice and short, and every now and then I shave it completely as a treat for Dave. As this was a special occasion, I removed every trace of hair. As the water from the shower washed it all away, I found myself getting turned on again and this time I gave in to my urges and slipped a finger inside, then a second one, and started to work them in and out vigorously. A finger from my other hand found my clit and started to circle around it, gently flicking it. As my fingers plunged in and out of my cunt, and the water streamed down, I came suddenly, my legs almost buckling as I leaned against the wall for support.

Once out of the shower and dried, I got dressed. A simple black dress, finishing just above the knee, a lacy black thong, and no bra. A pair of black heels completed the ensemble. I was ready for my date.

The evening seemed to fly by, Brian was good company and a real charmer. I began to understand why he was so popular with the ladies. If I hadn't already decided to sleep with him, that evening over dinner would've won me over.

When we got back to our room, we were all over each other. I shoved Brian against the door that had just closed behind us and, kissing him passionately, reached down to release his cock. Brian's right hand groped my left tit roughly through the material of my dress, while his left made its way down my back to the hem and started to pull it up. My hand had his cock in its grasp and was stroking it to full hardness.

We broke our embrace, and I pulled my dress up over my head and off. Brian picked me up and carried me over to the bed. I looked up at him, my eyes full of expectation, as he got the rest of his clothes off. Seeing his cock fully naked for the first time, I was pleasantly surprised to see that he too was shaved down below; as he told me later, no one likes getting hair in their mouth. Crawling up the bed, he reached my thong and pulled it off and down my legs. I still had my heels on, and he told me to keep them on. Then his mouth was on my cunt, his fingers pulling my labia apart and his tongue lapping at my juices. As his tongue probed at me, one of his fingers slid inside as well. One of the fingers from his other hand was working wonders with my clit, and I felt an orgasm approach.

Brian must have sensed it too, because he took his finger out of my cunt and pushed it up my ass. The sensation was enough to take me over the edge and I came hard, my juices flooding out into his mouth.

As I lay there in the throes of ecstasy, Brian made his way further up the bed, and I could feel his massive cock nestling at the entrance to my pussy.

"Are you ready for this, Sadie?" he asked, although he must have known the answer.

"Yes," I said, almost pleading. "Please fuck me, but be gentle. You're a lot bigger than I'm used to."

Brian took his cock in his hand and stirred it gently around my labia, then started to push it in, one inch at a time. I could feel myself stretching around it, but there was no pain, I was so wet that he was sliding into me quite easily. He would go so far, then pull back a bit, then push in a bit further. As he got deeper inside me, he started to thrust back and forth, causing new sensations of pleasure to ripple through me.

I began to lose control, and begged him to fuck me harder. Brian was happy to oblige, and his thrusting became harder and faster. I came again, and this only encouraged him to pound my pussy more.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah," I gasped. "Fuck me, give it to me. Knock me up, give me a baby!!"

"You better believe it," he panted. "I've wanted to fuck you for years, Sadie. Damn right I'm gonna knock you up."

I had another orgasm, the most intense one yet, as Brian started grunting. "Here it comes, Sadie. Welcome to motherhood!!"

With one last thrust, Brian's cock hit my cervix and began to pump his sperm directly into my womb. I wrapped my legs around his back as he fired another rope of come, then another, drenching my insides. My womb drew it in gratefully, and I thanked him for impregnating me.

We lay there for a while exhausted, and dozed off still coupled together.

Eventually I woke up, feeling the head of his cock nudging my cervix. Wonder of wonders, he was still hard. Our eyes met briefly, and then Brian started to fuck me again. But where before, it had been hard and fast, almost animal like, this time he was slow and gentle. The end result was still the same though; I came more than once before Brian flooded my womb with his sperm.

Afterwards, we snuggled up together and talked for a while. I told him I was surprised how much I enjoyed his finger up my ass, while he was surprised that I was an anal virgin. "Most women enjoy when they try it," he told me. "Maybe one day I will," I replied, "but not today."

I woke before Brian in the morning, and decided to wake him in the best way, by sucking his cock to hardness. Once awake, and erect, I mounted him and impaled myself on his massive organ, riding him like a bitch in heat, which I guess is what I was.

A couple of hours later, we went our separate ways. Back home, I spent the rest of the weekend with my feet up, too exhausted to move, and keeping Brian's sperm where it needed to be.

When Dave arrived home early Sunday afternoon, I was waiting for him in the living room, wearing a T-shirt and panties, and nothing else. He was very excited, and flushed with success. Apparently he carded the best score of the weekend.

"Not only that, but I got a hole in one yesterday as well," he informed me.

"Well done, now get over here and put one in my hole," I told him, pulling the T-shirt off and laying down on the sofa invitingly.

"You bet, honey. I'm on roll this weekend, let's finish it with a bang," he said, pulling his clothes off and joining me on the sofa. When he got my panties off and saw my bald pussy, he went wild.

"Wow, you've really missed me," he exclaimed. "Well I've missed you too, babe. My balls are nice and full just like I promised."

Dave mounted me and started fucking me like a man possessed, eventually shooting his load into my well used pussy.

"I'm on a roll," he told me again as he came. "This is the one that gets you pregnant."

And that is more or less that. My life went back to normal, apart from the odd knowing glance exchanged between Brain and I at work. I did indeed get pregnant that weekend, and as I write this, I am now six months pregnant. My belly is nice and swollen, and my 32B tits are now 34D, much to Dave's delight, and mine. Brian has said that if I want another baby by him at some future time, it'll be on condition that I let him take my butt virginity. I'm too busy enjoying this pregnancy to think about another one, but who knows, I might just let him.