Blacked

The world always seemed to tell people to wait to have kids, like a checklist in order of what to do before: great job, marriage, house and then children. But what if life did not transpire like that and she waited too long?

She knew in her being that now was her time. She was young and fertile. She did not want to waste time. And she was beautiful. She absolutely could have any black man, but she wanted to choose the father of her child. Not circumstance but her deliberate choice as she had that power. This was her opportunity to wield that as a white female.

And she had an overwhelming need and want to get pregnant. It dominated most of her thoughts. She had done a lot of babysitting in high school, and she was good at it. She was patient and very loving but also very determined, took initiative and was organized. She would be a great white mom. Her parents would be upset in the beginning, but they trusted her. They knew she wouldn't make a choice if it was not right for her.

She now needed to have the optimal day to have sex and conceive. She wanted to make it so she succeeded, so she did her homework and purchased many items. She had been taking her basal body temperature every day since November, using ovulation test sticks, checking and noting her cervical mucus consistency and cervix position in her vagina. She had ovulated day 15 each month and a slight dip in temp on day 14 with then spikes after with other factors perfect on Day 14 too.

Day 14 of her current cycle was today, and, low and behold, her body was like perfect clockwork. When she had woken up her basal temperature slightly dipped so she knew she was ovulating during the next 24 hours. Her ovulation stick was positive for a surge in LH hormone, her cervix position was very deep and high and open, and the cervical mucus she could collect was extremely wet, clear, loose, and just glooped easily off her fingers. Her vagina was also immensely slimy, slippery and wet. She had never used birth control and only used condoms in the past. This day was what she had prepared for. Now she was going to fulfill her mission.

Katy was on her way to meet with and seduce the black guy she had chosen to impregnate her. She had very specific criteria. She was gorgeous and knew she wanted to ensure the black man who was going to mix his DNA with hers was as well. She wanted an attractive, intelligent and black man but was also focused on physical prowess, drive, stamina and, frankly, a penis capable of getting the job done. After much scouting she had decided Deleon Leary was going to be the father. He fit every check box.

Deleon, a senior like her, was in accounting classes with her and was an All-American running back on the university's football team. He was going to be drafted into the NFL and was incredibly athletic. He did well in classes and also could lift more weight for his size than any other player. He also was the fastest sprinter at the NFL combine. He was just over 6'0" and 200 pounds or more. She did not need some big and tall brute. Deleon had huge muscles everywhere and worked hard in every aspect of his life.