Jason's story

I met my sperm recipient through a donor website. She was married, 40 with two children in their mid-teens. She wanted another child but her husband’s sperm count had dropped. She wanted a child with a donor with blue eyes so she could pass off the child as her husband’s. She also specified PI as the donation method which we discussed beforehand. The plan was for her to manually coax me and I would enter her at the last moment to ejaculate. But it didn’t work out precisely that way. I wanted the experience of conception without the responsibility of parenthood so the arrangement would be mutually beneficial if successful. She only wanted to meet once during her cycle which surprised me given her age. But she was confident her timing was good. We met during the day when her house was empty and went straight into her bedroom. I stripped naked. She stripped from the waist downwards but kept her top on. She then caressed my penis until it was hard, but didn’t properly grip it and masturbate it, like you should with PI. So I took the initiative and asked if she was ready and she said she was. I rolled onto her and, as I did so, she raised her legs to her shoulders and held them in place behind the knees. She was obviously very keen to become pregnant as this allowed for very deep penetration as I entered her. We copulated gently on her marital bed but it wasn’t intimate with no eye contact or kissing. I moved inside her carefully and, after a few minutes, I reached orgasm and planted myself as deeply as I could within her. That was the first month’s attempt and it didn’t work. The second month was almost identical except she had an orgasm whilst I was inside her. I could feel her vaginal walls tighten around me before she moaned quietly and I felt her tremors around my phallus. This was highly arousing and I had a really powerful orgasm soon after. This time I stayed inside her for a few minutes to give more time for my sperm to stay in place. We were successful on this attempt. Both occasions she couldn’t get me out of her house quickly enough. She texted me two weeks later to say she had a BFP and eventually had a baby daughter. I’ll probably never meet my daughter but I wanted to conceive and, in the moment itself, it was deeply gratifying. We haven’t kept in touch since.