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My Family
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Straight Female / 32
Sorry about being circumspect about the place and the time.
I was not of age. I was at a party I should not have gone. I didn't drink but everyone else did.
I lost my virginity behind a couch. The man took me home with him and I slept with him. After showering in the morning with him and eating breakfast he had full sex with me, all around, he exposed me to everything.
I was his secret girlfriend, I learned to do everything the way he liked. When I was a freshman in college he got me pregnant, on purpose, that way I would always be his. I did finish college, although it took six years.
I was 30 when he exposed me to his people. I had two of his children then. He presented me at a large family wedding and told everyone that I was going to be his wife.
His people have never accepted me and I do not go to any of those functions or affairs. Culturally we live in my culture not his. My people accept him, he is the father of my children. No one really knows how long I have been with him, the story we tell is that we met when I went to college.
He would like his children to have cultural ties to his people. But that is not meant to be. In a way it is best that the children are part of their mother's culture.
I was not of age. I was at a party I should not have gone. I didn't drink but everyone else did.
I lost my virginity behind a couch. The man took me home with him and I slept with him. After showering in the morning with him and eating breakfast he had full sex with me, all around, he exposed me to everything.
I was his secret girlfriend, I learned to do everything the way he liked. When I was a freshman in college he got me pregnant, on purpose, that way I would always be his. I did finish college, although it took six years.
I was 30 when he exposed me to his people. I had two of his children then. He presented me at a large family wedding and told everyone that I was going to be his wife.
His people have never accepted me and I do not go to any of those functions or affairs. Culturally we live in my culture not his. My people accept him, he is the father of my children. No one really knows how long I have been with him, the story we tell is that we met when I went to college.
He would like his children to have cultural ties to his people. But that is not meant to be. In a way it is best that the children are part of their mother's culture.
