If I was genetically female, wasn’t in a relationship, was financially well off and wanted a child, this is what I’d do after making sure each guy was disease free, though I’d probably spread it out over my fertile days so I didn’t show up sore and bowlegged at work the day after taking everybody on in a single session. Maybe 3 guys a day, from smallest to largest in that order so everyone gets to feel a nice tight pussy and can take their time with me. Then I’d insert an exercise ball to keep any cum from leaking out overnight and do my kegel exercises to get ready for the next batch of guys tomorrow. Since I might not get pregnant the first month we’d have to keep trying, switching the order of the guys around so eventually each would have the chance of filling me on my peak fertility date.

Having sex with a dozen or two strangers means that I’d get to experience a lot of different cocks and lovemaking styles, as well as absolving whoever impregnates me from any child support due to anonymity (let’s assume a world without a DNA database). The only part I’d be conflicted about is missing the opportunity to develop a long-term relationship with the child’s father and having them be involved in raising our child, but only if that was something the father wanted.

I’m white but would have absolutely no issues whatsoever with having a multiracial child. The idea of not knowing who won the sperm lottery until the baby is born also fascinates me, just as not knowing the child’s sex in advance. While that does tend to complicate things like baby shower gifts, I think the benefits outweigh any desire to know ahead of time. I’d also let my child discover and express their preferred gender and sexual orientation as they grew up, which was something denied to me as a child in the early 1960s. Fortunately, society is much more tolerant of all of these things today, though we still have a long way to go before such acceptance is nearly universal.