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01/12/2019
My name is Kiara and my husband’s name is Micha. We are a young black couple that met in high school and married shortly after graduation. Micha joined the Army so we could start our life together with not to much of a struggle.
I came from a military family and my parents were still married. Even though I learned in my late teens about my dad’s infidelities when me and my siblings were younger. They made the marriage work I suppose for us children.
Micah came from a broken family where he and his two younger brothers were raised by a single mom. They were actually his half brothers. Micha never knew his real father. He was a soldier stationed at the nearby army base years ago.
His mom dated him for about a month before getting pregnant. He skipped out soon after and never looked back. All we new was his name was Byron. His mom did marry and had his brothers by his new step-dad.
Sadly he too wasn’t faithful and she divorced him. But he remained in his son’s life. Micha started resenting his brothers because at least they knew their real father and he was involved with them. His stepdad did spend time with him as well. But Micah could always tell there was a difference.
As fate would have it after a few years in the Army. Micah came across another soldier that knew his dad. Micah decided to try and connect with him. He made contact an surprisingly enough his father agreed to meet up with him.
They met up at a local bar for drinks one evening. Micah said it was very awkward at first but over a couple hours and a few drinks. Byron explained how he was young and foolish back in those days. He was only nineteen when Micha’s mother got pregnant. He said he wasn’t ready to be a father back then.
He did eventually marry but never had anymore children. But had lost his wife to cancer a couple years back. Making matters worse he had a hard time finding work as he was a convicted felon. The only steady money he got was from the VA, but that wasn’t much at all.
They continued to meet up once a week. Then Micah invited his dad to our house for dinner. We had no children of our own even though we had been trying for quite sometime. So having the company especially family was pleasing to us both.
The first thing I noticed was Micah took more after his mom then his dad. Micha was shorter about 5 ft 10in and heavily muscled. He was light skinned like his mom and had finer facial features.
Byron was easily 6ft 5in with a lean muscular build. His skin color was quite a bit darker and he had a broader nose and thicker lips. The one feature they shared were they both had light brown eye color.
Byron was very cordial with that old school swag. He told Micah he did well finding such a beautiful bride. I did get a eerie chill at the look he gave me. I just played it off as my silly imagination.
We had a great dinner and talked late into the night. Micah and his dad talked about there army stories, sports and more. I watched them laugh and get along and it made my heart soar. I hadn’t seen Micha this happy in quite some time.
He ended up spending the night in our quest room. During the night I got up to use the restroom. We only had the one bathroom so I accidentally walked on Byron as he was washing his hands.
He was naked and turned to face me in surprise as I opened the door. Instinctively my eyes went to his nakedness. Seeing his manhood looked so big even soft caused me to freak out a little. I averted my eyes and apologized, spinning on my heels I went back to my bedroom.
I was so embarrassed and mad at myself because I couldn’t un-picture what I saw. I was a virgin until I married Micha. He has a nice cock and I have always been sexually satisfied by him. But he clearly didn’t take after his dad their either.
The next morning I was relived that his dad had gone before I woke up. Micha was all happy cooking breakfast and just going on about how cool it was to catch up with his dad. I agreed with him but had a nagging doubt in the back of my mind that something wasn’t right.
Micah and I had recently seen a fertility doctor. We finally got the results and found out it was Micah that had the issue. He was devastated with the findings. He wanted to be the dad that he never had for his own children.
He continued to meet up with his dad once a week and have him over for dinner one day a week as well. On one of their outings he confided in his father about his infertility.
It was on his next over night visit he had a little to much to drink. We all did in hindsight. He fell asleep on our couch. Micah went to bed and I went into the kitchen to finish putting dishes away.
I jumped as I felt hands wrap around my waist. I didn’t look back thinking it was Micah. I chastised him telling to stop as his father was in the next room. I felt him press against me.
I felt the hardness of his manhood but it was much higher up on my back than it should of been. I am only 5ft 3in so the realization hit me that it wasn’t Micah. I spun around quickly to find myself staring at Byron’s dark skinned chest.
I pushed him away and quietly but firmly asked him what the hell was he doing! He smiled down at me telling me how gorgeous I was. I cursed myself in my head for glancing down at the huge tent in his boxers.
I moved so he couldn’t pin me against the counter. Then put the small table between us. I thought about calling out to Micha. But I knew he would go crazy and he was so happy that he reconnected with his dad.
I pleaded with Bryon to go back to the living room. He laughed softly getting a glass of water. He looked right at me saying,”I want you. I usually get what I want.”
He left me alone in the kitchen. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath. I let it out and leaned against the table. I wanted to cry but held it in. What was I going to do. I couldn’t tell Micah.
I had a fitful sleep that night. Byron was some hellish monster chasing me at one point. His face was distorted with sharp teeth. His body was his own and naked with a huge penis.
When I woke up the next morning I hoped like every other time Byron would be gone. As I entered the kitchen I paused as they were both there. Their conversation abruptly stopped.
I couldn’t look at Byron even though I felt his stare. Micah gave me a kiss and then made me a plate of food. While we ate I felt Byron touched my foot with his under the table intentionally.
I pull mine back giving him a sharp eye. He just smiled at me with his shit eating grin. I was fuming at his boldness inside. He excused himself saying he needed to go look for work.
I was so relieved after he left. I was just about to tell Micah that his dad wasn’t being the man he thought he was. Micah said,”Babe, you know pops doesn’t make consistent money because of his past. So I told him it was ok if he moves in with us for a while.”
I sat there stunned. I finally suggested that it may not be a good idea because it would limit our privacy. Micah beamed my that smile got up from his chair and kissed me. He said it would only be for a short while. Adding his dad was a lot more handy around the house than he was. Byron said he would do some painting and long overdue repairs to earn his keep.
Before I could think of anything to say without outright damning his father. Micah left for work singing his favor song. The one he always sang when he was happiest. I sat at the table and cried.
Micah swing by his dads place to pick him up and move what little thing he had to our house. Over the next few days I made sure I was never alone with Byron. I started to go to the base gym when Micah left for work and would stay gone until I was sure his dad was out.
It was hard and I wasn’t sure how long I could be successful. One night at dinner grin asked if we had considered adoption. Micah insisted he just couldn’t raise someone else’s child. Micah was insistent we would have our own child.Byron glances at me again with that smile.
We went to another doctor for test and again they confirmed that Micah wasn’t able to produce children. That night Byron took him out for drinks. When they came home Micah was feeling no pain.
When he came to bed he seemed preoccupied and restless. I asked him if he was ok. He turned to me with tears in his eyes. He told me he felt like a failure not being able to give me a child.
I held him and we cried together. My heart was breaking for him. After we had cried ourselves out. Micah said,”Babe, I know a way we can have our own child.”
I reminded him that we had went to multiple doctors with the same results. I tried my best to convince him we would be ok.
I could tell there was something else he had to say. I asked what he had in mind if nothing but to just let him talk.
What he said next shocker me to my core. He said,”I want you to let my father get you pregnant.”
My mouth opened but no words came out. He grabbed my hand telling me it was his idea and he wanted it to happen.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I told him his dad had been hitting on me from day one. I asked him,”Was it your idea or his!”
Micah asked me to keep my voice down. He said his dad admitted to him he had been inappropriate. He apologized saying he was lonely and that I reminded him so much of his beloved deceased wife. I took a deep breath telling him he had been drinking and tomorrow he would realize how stupid the idea was.
He didn’t deny he had drank a bit to much. He also said it was his father’s idea to be the father. But his dad only suggested being a sperm donor.
I told Micah his dad was manipulating him. I mentioned his dad knew that those procedure were very expensive. Micah agreed that they were to expensive. That’s why he said he asked his dad to do it the natural way. He added,”Babe I want everyone to think the baby is mine. At least this way the baby and I will share the same blood.
I was flabbergasted and turned away from him. Micah told me he understood how much he was asking from me. He pleaded with me to just give it some thought. He said we could finally have our own family.
Soon he was breathing steady soundly asleep. I was wide awake with a thousand thoughts running through my mind. Some of them involve ways to hide Byrons body.
Finally, I decided to go to Byron and plead with him to tell Micah he reconsider the whole thing and it just was a good idea.
I got out of bed and went down the hall to Byron’s room. The door was slightly open and his tv was on. I knocked and waited for him to ask me in. I was covered in goose bumps. I was glad I put on a long robe so he couldn’t see how nervous I was.
He was lying on his bed covered up to his waist. I could make out the outline of his penis under the sheet. Even soft it looked very big. I averted my eyes when he said,”Hello gorgeous.”.
I got right to it and asked him to tell Micah to forget about him getting me pregnant. Byron gave me that same smile saying,”Sweetie, no can do. Micah wants a child very bad and I want you.”
I looked around the room for something sharp. I truly believe I would have gone to jail that night had I found something close to hand.
I told him it wasn’t going to happen so he better get it through his head. I told him I hated him for manipulating his only son who truly loved him. Before I could get out of his room he called my name. When I turned he was stroking the biggest penis I could have imagined.
I never watched any porn and Micah was my one and only. But I had some girl friends that talked about penis sizes a lot. His surpasses any of their wild stories. Left his room and went back to my room. I heard him laugh as I stormed down the hall.
It took a long time before sleep took me. Even then the monster returned. The next morning Micah stayed home from work and his dad left for work. I prayed last night was all a nightmare.
But Micah brought up the idea again. We went back and forth for a very long time. Finally, I just got worn down by Micah. I agreed under the condition his father had to move out after I conceived. Micah said he thought that would be a good idea. I also told Micah he had to stay in the house.
I said she wanted the sex to be quick and didn’t want to be left alone with his father. I saw a moment of doubt in his eyes. But it vanished quickly. I hoped he might have changed his mind.
He agreed to my second condition and my stomach started to flip flop. This was going to happen. The monster was going to catch me.
I wouldn’t e fertile for a few days after Micah and I talked. In those days Byron was a totally different man. He was polite and never once was lewd with me. I saw through his catch a fly with honey tactic. I wasn’t going to fall for it.
Micah worked hard to keep conversations light and reduce the obvious tension. When the night finally arrived. I was a wreck but took a shower and tried to relax. As I dried off I looked at myself in the mirror.
I am young my body has been compared to Nikki Minaj. But I am taller and not quite as thick. My hips are wide and well rounded. My waist is slim and my breast are full and heavy with large dark brown areola.
I ran my hand o we my head. I keep my hair trimmed very short and colored blonde. For a split second I wondered if Byron was really that attracted to me. My nipples stiffed and I shook my head cursing my thoughts.
My plan was to keep one of Micahs t-shirts on and only let Byron take me from behind. Again my mind went astray wondering if I could even take his size...
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I came from a military family and my parents were still married. Even though I learned in my late teens about my dad’s infidelities when me and my siblings were younger. They made the marriage work I suppose for us children.
Micah came from a broken family where he and his two younger brothers were raised by a single mom. They were actually his half brothers. Micha never knew his real father. He was a soldier stationed at the nearby army base years ago.
His mom dated him for about a month before getting pregnant. He skipped out soon after and never looked back. All we new was his name was Byron. His mom did marry and had his brothers by his new step-dad.
Sadly he too wasn’t faithful and she divorced him. But he remained in his son’s life. Micha started resenting his brothers because at least they knew their real father and he was involved with them. His stepdad did spend time with him as well. But Micah could always tell there was a difference.
As fate would have it after a few years in the Army. Micah came across another soldier that knew his dad. Micah decided to try and connect with him. He made contact an surprisingly enough his father agreed to meet up with him.
They met up at a local bar for drinks one evening. Micah said it was very awkward at first but over a couple hours and a few drinks. Byron explained how he was young and foolish back in those days. He was only nineteen when Micha’s mother got pregnant. He said he wasn’t ready to be a father back then.
He did eventually marry but never had anymore children. But had lost his wife to cancer a couple years back. Making matters worse he had a hard time finding work as he was a convicted felon. The only steady money he got was from the VA, but that wasn’t much at all.
They continued to meet up once a week. Then Micah invited his dad to our house for dinner. We had no children of our own even though we had been trying for quite sometime. So having the company especially family was pleasing to us both.
The first thing I noticed was Micah took more after his mom then his dad. Micha was shorter about 5 ft 10in and heavily muscled. He was light skinned like his mom and had finer facial features.
Byron was easily 6ft 5in with a lean muscular build. His skin color was quite a bit darker and he had a broader nose and thicker lips. The one feature they shared were they both had light brown eye color.
Byron was very cordial with that old school swag. He told Micah he did well finding such a beautiful bride. I did get a eerie chill at the look he gave me. I just played it off as my silly imagination.
We had a great dinner and talked late into the night. Micah and his dad talked about there army stories, sports and more. I watched them laugh and get along and it made my heart soar. I hadn’t seen Micha this happy in quite some time.
He ended up spending the night in our quest room. During the night I got up to use the restroom. We only had the one bathroom so I accidentally walked on Byron as he was washing his hands.
He was naked and turned to face me in surprise as I opened the door. Instinctively my eyes went to his nakedness. Seeing his manhood looked so big even soft caused me to freak out a little. I averted my eyes and apologized, spinning on my heels I went back to my bedroom.
I was so embarrassed and mad at myself because I couldn’t un-picture what I saw. I was a virgin until I married Micha. He has a nice cock and I have always been sexually satisfied by him. But he clearly didn’t take after his dad their either.
The next morning I was relived that his dad had gone before I woke up. Micha was all happy cooking breakfast and just going on about how cool it was to catch up with his dad. I agreed with him but had a nagging doubt in the back of my mind that something wasn’t right.
Micah and I had recently seen a fertility doctor. We finally got the results and found out it was Micah that had the issue. He was devastated with the findings. He wanted to be the dad that he never had for his own children.
He continued to meet up with his dad once a week and have him over for dinner one day a week as well. On one of their outings he confided in his father about his infertility.
It was on his next over night visit he had a little to much to drink. We all did in hindsight. He fell asleep on our couch. Micah went to bed and I went into the kitchen to finish putting dishes away.
I jumped as I felt hands wrap around my waist. I didn’t look back thinking it was Micah. I chastised him telling to stop as his father was in the next room. I felt him press against me.
I felt the hardness of his manhood but it was much higher up on my back than it should of been. I am only 5ft 3in so the realization hit me that it wasn’t Micah. I spun around quickly to find myself staring at Byron’s dark skinned chest.
I pushed him away and quietly but firmly asked him what the hell was he doing! He smiled down at me telling me how gorgeous I was. I cursed myself in my head for glancing down at the huge tent in his boxers.
I moved so he couldn’t pin me against the counter. Then put the small table between us. I thought about calling out to Micha. But I knew he would go crazy and he was so happy that he reconnected with his dad.
I pleaded with Bryon to go back to the living room. He laughed softly getting a glass of water. He looked right at me saying,”I want you. I usually get what I want.”
He left me alone in the kitchen. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath. I let it out and leaned against the table. I wanted to cry but held it in. What was I going to do. I couldn’t tell Micah.
I had a fitful sleep that night. Byron was some hellish monster chasing me at one point. His face was distorted with sharp teeth. His body was his own and naked with a huge penis.
When I woke up the next morning I hoped like every other time Byron would be gone. As I entered the kitchen I paused as they were both there. Their conversation abruptly stopped.
I couldn’t look at Byron even though I felt his stare. Micah gave me a kiss and then made me a plate of food. While we ate I felt Byron touched my foot with his under the table intentionally.
I pull mine back giving him a sharp eye. He just smiled at me with his shit eating grin. I was fuming at his boldness inside. He excused himself saying he needed to go look for work.
I was so relieved after he left. I was just about to tell Micah that his dad wasn’t being the man he thought he was. Micah said,”Babe, you know pops doesn’t make consistent money because of his past. So I told him it was ok if he moves in with us for a while.”
I sat there stunned. I finally suggested that it may not be a good idea because it would limit our privacy. Micah beamed my that smile got up from his chair and kissed me. He said it would only be for a short while. Adding his dad was a lot more handy around the house than he was. Byron said he would do some painting and long overdue repairs to earn his keep.
Before I could think of anything to say without outright damning his father. Micah left for work singing his favor song. The one he always sang when he was happiest. I sat at the table and cried.
Micah swing by his dads place to pick him up and move what little thing he had to our house. Over the next few days I made sure I was never alone with Byron. I started to go to the base gym when Micah left for work and would stay gone until I was sure his dad was out.
It was hard and I wasn’t sure how long I could be successful. One night at dinner grin asked if we had considered adoption. Micah insisted he just couldn’t raise someone else’s child. Micah was insistent we would have our own child.Byron glances at me again with that smile.
We went to another doctor for test and again they confirmed that Micah wasn’t able to produce children. That night Byron took him out for drinks. When they came home Micah was feeling no pain.
When he came to bed he seemed preoccupied and restless. I asked him if he was ok. He turned to me with tears in his eyes. He told me he felt like a failure not being able to give me a child.
I held him and we cried together. My heart was breaking for him. After we had cried ourselves out. Micah said,”Babe, I know a way we can have our own child.”
I reminded him that we had went to multiple doctors with the same results. I tried my best to convince him we would be ok.
I could tell there was something else he had to say. I asked what he had in mind if nothing but to just let him talk.
What he said next shocker me to my core. He said,”I want you to let my father get you pregnant.”
My mouth opened but no words came out. He grabbed my hand telling me it was his idea and he wanted it to happen.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I told him his dad had been hitting on me from day one. I asked him,”Was it your idea or his!”
Micah asked me to keep my voice down. He said his dad admitted to him he had been inappropriate. He apologized saying he was lonely and that I reminded him so much of his beloved deceased wife. I took a deep breath telling him he had been drinking and tomorrow he would realize how stupid the idea was.
He didn’t deny he had drank a bit to much. He also said it was his father’s idea to be the father. But his dad only suggested being a sperm donor.
I told Micah his dad was manipulating him. I mentioned his dad knew that those procedure were very expensive. Micah agreed that they were to expensive. That’s why he said he asked his dad to do it the natural way. He added,”Babe I want everyone to think the baby is mine. At least this way the baby and I will share the same blood.
I was flabbergasted and turned away from him. Micah told me he understood how much he was asking from me. He pleaded with me to just give it some thought. He said we could finally have our own family.
Soon he was breathing steady soundly asleep. I was wide awake with a thousand thoughts running through my mind. Some of them involve ways to hide Byrons body.
Finally, I decided to go to Byron and plead with him to tell Micah he reconsider the whole thing and it just was a good idea.
I got out of bed and went down the hall to Byron’s room. The door was slightly open and his tv was on. I knocked and waited for him to ask me in. I was covered in goose bumps. I was glad I put on a long robe so he couldn’t see how nervous I was.
He was lying on his bed covered up to his waist. I could make out the outline of his penis under the sheet. Even soft it looked very big. I averted my eyes when he said,”Hello gorgeous.”.
I got right to it and asked him to tell Micah to forget about him getting me pregnant. Byron gave me that same smile saying,”Sweetie, no can do. Micah wants a child very bad and I want you.”
I looked around the room for something sharp. I truly believe I would have gone to jail that night had I found something close to hand.
I told him it wasn’t going to happen so he better get it through his head. I told him I hated him for manipulating his only son who truly loved him. Before I could get out of his room he called my name. When I turned he was stroking the biggest penis I could have imagined.
I never watched any porn and Micah was my one and only. But I had some girl friends that talked about penis sizes a lot. His surpasses any of their wild stories. Left his room and went back to my room. I heard him laugh as I stormed down the hall.
It took a long time before sleep took me. Even then the monster returned. The next morning Micah stayed home from work and his dad left for work. I prayed last night was all a nightmare.
But Micah brought up the idea again. We went back and forth for a very long time. Finally, I just got worn down by Micah. I agreed under the condition his father had to move out after I conceived. Micah said he thought that would be a good idea. I also told Micah he had to stay in the house.
I said she wanted the sex to be quick and didn’t want to be left alone with his father. I saw a moment of doubt in his eyes. But it vanished quickly. I hoped he might have changed his mind.
He agreed to my second condition and my stomach started to flip flop. This was going to happen. The monster was going to catch me.
I wouldn’t e fertile for a few days after Micah and I talked. In those days Byron was a totally different man. He was polite and never once was lewd with me. I saw through his catch a fly with honey tactic. I wasn’t going to fall for it.
Micah worked hard to keep conversations light and reduce the obvious tension. When the night finally arrived. I was a wreck but took a shower and tried to relax. As I dried off I looked at myself in the mirror.
I am young my body has been compared to Nikki Minaj. But I am taller and not quite as thick. My hips are wide and well rounded. My waist is slim and my breast are full and heavy with large dark brown areola.
I ran my hand o we my head. I keep my hair trimmed very short and colored blonde. For a split second I wondered if Byron was really that attracted to me. My nipples stiffed and I shook my head cursing my thoughts.
My plan was to keep one of Micahs t-shirts on and only let Byron take me from behind. Again my mind went astray wondering if I could even take his size...
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