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I had been lucky enough to cause four pregnacies when the events in this true story transpired....three with my wife that resulted in two children, and one with a former co-worker who had a DNC.

I am a 40 year old sucessfull middle manager of a local division of a fortune 500 company, and gross in the low $100,000's. Not rich, but enough money for wife, two kids and a 4 bedroom cape cod. Last year at work, I hired Michelle, a year out of college, married for 4 years to her high school sweetheart. My wife had just given brith to our son 6 months previously, and had had a hard time getting pregnant as she is in her late 30's. We had visited a local fertility clinic as she needed shots and medications to ovulate due to a 'womans' problem. Now she is pregnant with our second son, and is due in August. Michelle is a very attractive woman, not a petite girl. Above average hieght, buxom without being fat, a wholesome big boned girl. My guess on measurements would be 40D, 30, 42, or somethng like that. Thick but hot and beautiful.

\Anyway, one day I was checking on employees, making the rounds, and sat down in her office, just being friendly and saying hello. I try to be that kind of boss. We talked for a few, mainly on how she was liking her job after 6 months, and about families. She mentioned that she had wanted to speak to my wife one day after an office function, as she had heard she had some experience with fertility clinics and wanted to know who she had used. The following discussion caused me to learn that she badly wanted a baby with her husband of four years, and that she had the same 'woman problems' that my wife has.We talked for half an hour about fertility, clinics, and I actually taught her some stuff she didn't know. She ended up telling me she thought her husband wasn't sure about having a baby because he was refusing to have a sperm count done. She thought he was scared of being impotent. More talk resulted in encouragement to start her family, and that he would come around.

Jumping ahead four months later, I had heard the secretaries in the office commenting how bad they felt for her that she had changed her mind on having a child now because her husband was not cooperating with the fertility treatment. The next week, she came up to me at an office function, and came right out and told me the deal, much to my surprise. She told me she really enjoyed out talk last winter, and respected me for being to kind and listening to her and giving her advice, that she wanted me to know she had decided to concentrate on her career since her husband wasn't going to have a sperm count or provide a speciman for artificail insemination. She said this while trying to discretely wipe tears from her eyes before they could run down her cheeks. I was surprised and touched. Like any redblooded man, I had fantacized about being a sperm donor so to speak, but never in my mind did I ever think there was a chance to do so. Well, about two months ago, I stopped by her office area, and she was the only one in at the moment. I talked to her for a few minutes, and then she started softly crying and sniffling. I asked her what was wrong, and what I had done or said, and she replied that it wasn't me so to speak, but that she was jealous of my wife's babies and my willingness to do what was needed for her to be a mom, while her husband was not. She told me he was such a selfish jerk now, that she felt her marriage was not going to last. I tried to comfort her, and told her I wish there was some way I could help, but that this of course was not the kind of situation that a friend or colleague could do anyting other than be a shoulder. She then wiped her tears, and held her head high, and told me that actually, she thought I could help her a lot if I wouldn't be offended by her request. Surprised and wondering what she meant, I offered anything I could do. She then dropped a bombshell and asked I had ever considered being a sperm donor in the past, and if so, did I think I could do so for her! I was totally floored. I spent a minute saying things like 'uhhhh' and 'welllllll' and then admitted that before my wife had kids, I had really wanted to pass on my genes, and had considered going to a sperm bank to 'make a deposit' for the needy. She told me she wasn't thinking about a sperm bank type deposit because our insurance didn't cover fertility (her husbands did), and if she took time off work to go to a doctors office, her husband would find out. Realizing what she meant, I asked to be sure, 'You're talking about a natural donation so to speak.' She told me yes. She said she had had it with her husbands waffling, and she had been thinking of me 'in that way' because she knew I had a history of successfull pregnancies and was so nice to her, two traits she really wanted out of her husband. I told her I would love to be able to give her a baby, any real man would, but I wan't sure how we could work that out. She informed me her husband worked second shift, and she only see's him in the morning and for dinner. All her nights being free, if I could get away from my wife for a few hours a couple of nights during her fertile period, we could make a donation.

I hate to say, but just the thought of possibly giving this beautiful, curvacious, intelligent woman made me lose all reason immediately. Without even considering the consequences of being caught, I agreed. Instead of acting happy, she got a fiery look in her eyes, and said 'good, now I'll get what I want, and screw him and his selfishness.' We agreed to go to a motel in a neighoring town about 30 minutes away when she called me to let me know she was fertile.

About ten days later, she called me and said she 'was on schedule with her project' and asked me to come by her office and check it out over lunch. I made a beeline for her office at noon, and we went to the office snack shop for a cup of java and a sandwich. While pretending to look at files and reports, we made plans to meet two nights later in the next town in the WalMart parking lot, then ride to the hotel in my car. That afternoon, I called my wife and let her know I had to travel to the main office in the city in two days for a meeting, and would be gone overnight. As this happens semi frequently, I don't think she suspected anything. When the day came, after work, I drove to the next town, eagerly awaiting my opportunity. After having a burger at a joint in town, I met Michelle in the CD Music section, and she discretely followed me to the parking lot, where I picked her up halfway down one of the rows. We drove to the motel, and I checked in, and took us to the room. Once in the room, she went into the bathroom with a small bag she had brought, looking over her shoulder telling me she would be just a few minutes and to make myself ready. I took my clothes off, pulled the comforter off the bed, and crawled under the sheet, nervous as could be, but very excited about what was going to happend shortly.

In a couple of minutes, she came out of the bathroom wearing a dark green satin nightie. She took a moment to brush her teeth, the walked quickly over and crawled into the bed beside me. We laid on our sides looking into each other eyes, and I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do this. She looked very deeping into my eyes and told me 100%, she had never wanted to do anything more. We put our arms around each other, melting into a long passionate kiss, tasting each other (and toothpaste!) as my hands caressed her skin through and under the nightie. To my surprise, she had no panties on, and she began to moan as I touched her button and found her already wet with love juices. I of course had been hard since I walked in the door. I kissed and caressed for several minutes, then she broke away, looked into my eyes again, and told me to make her a mommie. I replied 'my pleasure.', and she laid back, lifting her muscular legs and pulling them apart. Her pussy was absolutely perfect. This lady was a brown haired good girl version of Anna Nicole Smith, without the fake boobs. I rolled in between her legs, and she immediatley reached for my dick and starting sliding it up and down her pussy lips, spreading her juices on me so I could slide it in. She stopped my dick head in between her lips, and I thrust my hips forward and entered her. We both moaned at the same time, and I began to slowly thrust back and forth until I was balls deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around my back, and I put my arms under her shoulders and wrapped her hair in my hands (one of my favorite sex things. I love hair, and it gives me something to do with my hands other than hold myself over my lover, which i do with my elbows). A natural sperm donation had turned into a passionate love making experience, and for about 5 minutes, we moaned and groaned, gradually humping faster. She began to build an orgasm, and pulled her legs as far back as she could while I raised myself higher and began pumping harder into her. After a few more seconds, she had her big O, and went limp. I held her legs back as far as I could, and told her to grab her knees and pull them back. I then began fucking her faster, pounding as hard as I could on her pussy, slapping my balls on her ass and our thighs together. She began moaning loudly again, and then I pulled a trick out of my hat. I unexpectedly began talking crudely and dirty to her, things like 'Who's breeding you baby?!' and 'Who's fucking your hot pussy? Who's gonna knock you up? You hubbie can't do it, so I'm gonna do it for you baby! Come on, fuck my cock with your pussy, and drain my seed. Make me plant my seed in your pussy, make me fill your womb baby! As I expected, (because my wife loved for me to do this, even when we weren't trying to make a baby), she went into orgasmic overdrive, shouting out 'YES! YES! BREED ME. GIVE ME YOUR SEED!!' while she pulled her legs back, letting me drive deep into her puss. It didn't take just a few seconds of this dirty breeding talk, and I was about to cum a fountain load. I told her 'HERE IT COMES, HERE COMES YOUR BABY, HERE COMES YOUR BABY YOU LITTLE BREEDING BITCH!!' She let out a loud groan, pulled her legs even farther back until her knees where beside her ears, and whimpred 'GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE ME YOUR BABY! I WANT IT NOW' I lost it then, and began filling her womb with my sperm, groaning out 'HERE IT IS, HERE IT IS, TAKE IT BABY, TAKE MY SEED!!' I came one of the largest loads of my life, and collapsed on top of her, my cock still planted in her pussy, cum dribbling out into her. I laid there for several minutes, exhausted, but wanting to keep my cock in her to plug her pussy and keep my genes in her womb. After a while she pushed me off, then asked me to grab a pillow and help place it under her hips to keep her pussy pointing up and keep the cum inside her.

We laid there for a few minutes and I finally caught my breath, rolled over and kissed her. I started to lay my hand on her belly, and she grabbed it and put it under her nightie on her breast. She rolled her head over and looked me in the eye and told me not to push on her belly as it would push the cum out. With a smile she said I was welcome to anything else I wanted. I spent the next little while kissing, caressing and sucking on her breast and french kissing her. I asked her if she felt pregnant yet, and she giggled, and said maybe, we'll have to see. I asked her when she was going to leave to go home, and she said not until you breed me again. I asked her 'So you want me to breed you as opposed to giving you a baby or knocking you up?!' and she smiled and said that she had been so turned on by my 'breeding' talk, and that it felt both animalistic and a little dirty, but a complete turn on.

We turned on the tube, and watched some music videos for an hour or so, until I felt a stirring in my cock. When I told her I thought I was about ready for our second go-around, she began jacking me, and licking my nipples. In a New York minute I was hard again, and I had her get on her hands and knees with her beautifull ass up in the air and her still drippin pussy exposed. I spread her knees, knealing in between her legs, and slid my cock straight in with no resistance. She looked over her shoulder and told me she didn't think she could come again, and that she just wanted me to breed her like a animal. The bottom line is that she moaned and groaned a lot, but she didn't come again in the ten minutes that I pumped her from behind like a stud animal. I dumped the second load in two hours in her pussy, again using my 'Breeding' talk, which she played along with, repeating back to me things like 'THATS IT BABY, BREED ME, CUM IN MY PUSSY, GIVE ME YOUR SEED, I WANT YOUR BABY!' My second load was good, not as big as the first, and after I pulled out, she stayed on her knees with her ass up in the air for about ten minutes. The she went to the bathroom, put her panties on, and the rest of her clothes. We had a passionate embrace, and I told her that I hope that I had bred her tonight, and really wanted her to have a baby, espcially mine. She smiled, kissed me sweetly, and said 'I hope so too. I really like you, and I enjoyed tonight a lot more than I thought I would.' I took her back to Walmart, dropped her off at the side entrance so she could walk to her car alone, then I drove back to the hotel to spend the night. The room reeked of our breeding session, there was a huge wet spot on the sheet even though she had trapped most of my sperm, and I pulled the cover off the other bed and slept in it the rest of the night, jacking off the next morning in the shower to the memory of her young pleasing body and the thought of my seed and not her husbands giving her the baby she wanted so badly.

She didn't get pregnant that night, but the next month, we repeated our breeding session, and lo and behold she's pregnant. Seems she had gotten a vial of fertility drug from a friend who had some left over from her breeding attempts, and had given herself a shot to make sure she dropped an egg the night of our second breeding.

Michelle is still pregnant, we have our own little smile for each other, and she is due Janaury 2008. Her husband thinks he finally got the job done, and my wife has no clue. I hoping it's a girl who grows up looking just like her mother.