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I'd known that Paula and Alexia were considered lesbians, and that they shared an apartment. We seemed to hit it off pretty well right from the start; in part, I figured, because I'd let them know I was bisexual, and therefore, they regarded me as a part of the LGBT "family!"

They had both been involved with men in their pasts, but had drifted towards the lesbian side of things some years before I came along, and so I was taken by surprise one day when they both stopped to ask me a question; which was that Alexia wanted a baby, and that she and Paula both had selected ME to be the surrogate father!

They were completely serious about it, too.

"Did we surprise you?" Paula said giving me that big, toothy smile of hers.

"Uh, yeah!" I said smiling back. "Are you being serious? Or is this some sort of joke?"

"It's no joke," she said, getting serious for a moment. "We" (by which she meant she and Alexia)"have talked about this for months; and we can't think of another guy we'd feel even slightly more comfortable asking, than you. So, what do you say? Will you do this for us?"

"It shouldn't be difficult to achieve," Alexia herself added, putting her hand on my arm. "Be our sperm donor. Come on. What do you say?"

"Yes, or no." Paula added, in her unflappable manner.

I thought for a moment. The idea did hold an appeal. I mean, here these two African-American lesbians were standing in front of me, asking ME to help get one of them pregnant! How unusual was that?! A little unusual, but it wasn't entirely so! They'd both been with men in their lives, so one more (me) wouldn't be so strange. As for getting Alexia pregnant, as she herself had said earlier: How difficult could THAT be? Not very!

"Okay!" I said suddenly smiling. "I'll do it! You name the time and place."

They both smiled.

"Great!" Paula said.

After discussing when Alexia would be the most fertile, we settled on a week from then, on a Saturday afternoon.


When I arrived at the apartment complex they lived in, it felt strange walking across the parking lot. I was going to fuck a lesbian, with her lovers permission! It seemed a little bit like a dream, but it wasn't. I found their door easily and knocked, and Paula let me in wearing that big, wide smile on her deep ebony-colored face. She was short and stocky, but she'd always had a definite erotic energy about her that I'd found rather appealing. Neither she nor Alexia were necessarily "good looking", in a conventional sense, such as, say, modles you saw in Penthouse, or Hustler, but there was a powerful atmosphere of lust in the room as I walked in! You could feel it, like an invisible presense! I already had the makings of a nice hard-on in my jeans as Paula closed the door.

To help with making Alexia pregnant, I'd refrained from coming the entire week preceeding that afternoon, and my balls were packed full of cum!


We sat around talking for a while (I think we were all three a little nervous, which seemed normal enough), and then Paula (who was always the one pushing things along) asked me if I was ready to help them out. I said that I was!

"Good! Then, let's go get comfortable!"

She got up, and Alexia and I followed her to their bedroom. As I turned to go inside, I saw Paula pulling back the covers, and my heart beat surged inside my chest at the realization that I really was about to fuck her girlfriend!

Alexia and she kissed one another, then Alexia began undressing, and I followed suit! That sense of lustful energy I mentioned earlier suddenly increased. You could smell it. It was Paula and Alexia's pheromones, and I felt suddenly so horney that I was afraid I'd come before I got my cock inside Alexia's pussy! That's how worked-up I was feeling at that moment! It was the most incredible sensation I'd ever felt in my entire life!

"I'll leave you two alone now," Paula said. "That way you can concentrate on the task at hand without interference!" She flashed that huge grin of hers. Her teeth glinted, lustfully, in the yellow light coming in from the curtained window next to her. Alexia and she kissed again, and I could see the affection between them clearly. Then she left!


Well, inspite of the fact that Alexia saw herself as a lesbian, she and I fucked pretty much like the way any hetero couple would go about that. Afterall, we were there in order for me to "deposit", or "donate" a load of sperm into her vagina; so there were certain, basic restraints that had to be observed in order for that to transpire!

With Paula not there, Alexia relaxed a lot, and I felt the same way, for that matter! Alexia was a very good fuck (I do not mean anything disrepectful towards her as lesbian in saying that, by the way, but she was very good in bed)! We became rather playful as things heated up more and more, and by the time I was sliding my erection in and out of her moist pussy, I had forgotten that she was a lesbian entirely! To me, she was a passionate black woman who I was enjoying being in bed with. Period.

When I came, I tried to unload every last drop of my sperm into her receptive vagina.

"UUUuuugod!" I gasped, over and over, as I felt my cock throbing inside her.

We clung to each other for some minets, as my cock slow went limp once more, and slid out of her.

I rolled off of Alexia and layed there next to her for a while, feeling nicely spent.

We didn't talk for a while. We both layed there looking up at the cieling, and listening to the sounds of cars dirving past the apartment. I wanted to roll back over and kiss Alexia, but I wasn't sure I should. I mean, my job was over. I'd put my sperm into her, and that was all I'd been asked to do for them. Kissing Alexia might seem like I was trying to lay some sort of claim to her; and I knew I had no right to do that! So, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

When I came back in to the bedroom, Alexia was under the covers, but had
placed pillows under her hips, raising them up above the level of her head.

I didn't say anything, but began getting dressed. I figured it would be good if I left. Paula would be back eventually, and I doubted that she (or Alexia, for that matter) would want me to hang around now that my task was completed!

Alexia turned and watched me dressing. She didn't say anthing. Then, as I finished tying my shoes and stood up, she said thanks.

"Your welcome." Was my slightly awkward reply. (What does one say in such a situation as that?!)

Then I left.

As I was walking out to where my car was parked I saw Paula pulling into the lot. She didn't see me, and I decided not to call her attention. It was awkward enough, probably, and so I just got into my car and watched her walk towards the apartment building.

When I got home, I took a shower, and as I undressed to do so, I could easily catch the aroma of Alexia on my cock. It was a rich, deeply female aroma. Earthy. Very 'primal' you could call it. I liked it. I liked guys, too, but I could never reject being with a woman; and being with a lesbian like I just had, made it all the more thrilling!

Would Alexia get pregnant, I wondered as I showered. What a strange idea it was. For ME, to be the FATHER of a lesbian's baby! Then again, why the hell not? There was nothing wrong in making a baby, after all. Human beings had been doing so for over a million years! Even lesbians had babies, now and again.

Me. A father. Well, in a techinical sense, yes, I would be the sperm donor for what would be Alexia's child; but "father?" No. I'd never be a part of the childs life, except, perhaps, somewhere around the perifery. Paula and Alexia both, had made that clear. They didn't want me to feel responsible in any way. Once Alexia concieved, I was free to go my way. My part in it would be at an end. I had enjoyed the fucking part. I won't deny that. However, I had begun to feel strangely sad, too. I felt superflous now that my simple part was completed. I'd planted the seeds, and now I was no longer necessary. Alexia and Paula would take things from here!

The loneliness of the stud horse. It could be worse, though.