This happened back in the mid-90's, when I was 25 or so years old. Being that age, I thought someone in their 30's was ancient - pretty much over the hill. hahahaha. A couple married neighbors of mine, Jake and Carla were mid 30's.

It was Jake's second marriage, and Carla's first. She wanted a kid - Jake had a vasectomy during his first go-round, so they tried to get it reversed. They don't always take, and his didn't. They couldn't afford to go IVF, from a sperm bank, so....

They asked me if I could help them out and donate "naturally". This was after they had invited me to their place for dinner and drinks, and finally brought up the subject. It didn't take much to talk me into at least “thinking” about it. Carla was a pretty blonde, and fairly good shape, with an amazing set of boobs.

There were simple ground rules proposed. They’d let me know when Carla was ovulating, and Jake would leave town for a couple nights. That way, I could make a “donation” a few times. By “donation”, I mean that Jake wanted this to be as clinical as possible (he clearly didn’t want to think of this as another guy fucking his wife).

Carla would be clothed, wearing a skirt. She’d be on her hands and knees and I just enter her from behind and do my thing. If, over the course of the 2 nights and three days, I could supply multiple donations, that would be optimal. While Jake was explaining what they wanted, Carla was flushed, and not making much eye contact. She is kind of the shy type.

I pretended I needed a night to sleep on it, but had a pretty good idea I was in. This was before 23 & Me, or anything like that, so I figured that I could help them out, and have no strings attached. Not gonna lie, even though the deal was pretty straight-laced about the sex, I thought it would be better than masturbating!

The next day I called Jake, and said I’d help them out.

A week or more later, I got a call from Jake. Carla was supposed to start ovulating that week, and could I come over the period of three days, to give as many “donations” as I could? It was agreed that I would show up Friday morning. Jake would be out of town on a hastily arranged fishing trip.

I go there Friday morning, and Carla answered the door in a skirt and tank top. I was disappointed that she was wearing a bra. I guess the “clinical angle” was going to be taken after all. I was hoping she'd be a little more provacative. I was worried about whether or not I’d get it up, without any real foreplay. She was seriously just going to bend over, and have me go at it?

She was being super shy, and just said, “Let’s go into the living room.”, where she proceeded to get on all fours, with her elbows over their ottoman. I asked if she just wanted me to raise her skirt, and she said “Yes.” I took off my shorts and was still worried about getting it up! I seriously get aroused when I know the woman is into it! I was very much only semi-hard, if that.

I was kneeling behind her, and wondering if she was ready, so I rubbed her labia to check. She was SOPPING wet! She was clearly in a high state of arousal. I got rock hard immediately and lined up. Something took over, and I was now horny as hell. She was that wet and ready, and obviously wanted this.

I stuck just the tip in, and slowly started to work in. I decided to say something, so I leaned and started whispering in her ear, “Carla, I was worried a little. I get my arousal from knowing that my partner is aroused and ready. I wasn’t sure if I’d be ready enough. As soon as I touched you, I could feel how ready for this you are. God you're wet! Are you aroused for me?” I pulled out and slapped her ass with my hardon.

I got back in her and put it home to the hilt. Then I said, “You have me aroused. You are so wet, you instantly made me rock hard”. I emphasized “rock hard” by slamming her hard with those words. I whispered in her ear, "Think this might be fun?" She whispered/moaned, “Yes!”

“Then we need to be buck naked!” She didn’t resist at all, when I peeled off her tank top. I pulled out of her and removed her skirt. I got back in her, and she was really starting to push back into me now. While removing her bra, I told her, “After I give you my first load, I want these gorgeous girls in my face!”, as I tweaked her nipples. I told her that I wasn’t giving her the seed until she came at least once, and that put her over the edge; she had her first orgasm only about three minutes in. My thighs were actually soaked because she was so wet.

Shy Carla was going hard. It was hot, and it didn’t take me long to give her the first load. Carla has big, heavy breasts, without a lot of sag. While we rested on the couch I was holding her and telling her that I really wanted her on top, with these incredible boobs in my face. After that, we’d shower, and I was going to trim her pussy. This was the mid-90’s, but she had the 70’s era big bush going on still.

She rode me hard on that living room floor. She told me cowgirl was her favorite position, and she came multiple times. After the shower, I gave her a nice trim and shaved her labia so it was completely smooth and hairless, except for a sexy "landing strip" above her pussy. I promised her that she was going to love feeling her clit touching skin-on-skin (I kept myself shaved), and boy did she. We played again after the shower. I paid extra attention when I went down on her.

The following two days were different than the first. Carla was ready to get after it from the get-go Saturday and Sunday mornings. On Saturday, she didn’t come to the front door. I rang the bell, and heard her yell, “Come In!”. I went in, and there she was, buck naked and rubbing herself on the couch, saying “I need you to get over here and face-fuck me NOW!”

Sweet, shy little Carla was a sex demon those last two days. We screwed each other silly. She didn’t get pregnant. They never asked to have me help them out again. He never said anything, but I have a hunch Jake might have thought a little too much fun had been had (coming home to her having a just little landing strip may have been the tipoff!). lol