We were both very young when we got pregnant

In the sixth grade a girl moved into my neighborhood and we walked to school together (four blocks). She was so nice, her name was Anita and one day she asked me why when a boy is kicked between the legs they fall down in agony. I told her because boys have balls and it hurts like hell. She said she didn’t have balls so she was asking. When we got to her house she asked me in and we had some milk and cake and went up stairs to the den. She asked me to show her my dick and balls. She offered to show me what she had or didn’t have and took off her panties from under her dress and showed me. I told her that there wasn’t much to see so she turned, and got on one of the foot stools and pulled the dress over her back and opened her legs and let me see her from behind. I showed her too. She touched me and wanted to see me get hard so she sucked me and when I was hard she told me to do ‘it’.

I stood behind her while she kneeled on her hands and knees on the foot stool and found where to stick it in and I kept going until I finished in her. She got pregnant and we had all kinds of problems. The decision was to let her older sister who was married adopt the baby. We were kept apart as much as possible but with her pregnant no one really got between us when we had sex while she was pregnant. She liked giving me oral sex and she liked having sex doggy style. I guess her baby got in the way for regular sex.

Nothing could be done. She was put on birth control and pretty much we were left alone. She spent the night at my house and I spent the night at her house. Many times her mother referred to me as her husband and called her my wife. Things like ‘you are a wife now, so behave like one’. At my house my mother was less subtle. She gave her lessons on how to keep house and look after the men in the house. We were never more married than we were in the 7th and 8th grade. We were finally old enough to get married in the 9th grade.

We are still married. Among our many married friends we are the most together. We have been involved in most every step with our ‘niece’ and we are very close. Sometimes in the dark of night, I can hear my wife call her ‘niece’ her baby. Her ‘baby’ cuddles up in her arms. She will graduate from high school next year.