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Straight Female / 30
In a way it is just that life happens.
My mother had me when she was 16. She struggled to support me, and when I was around 11 she met a guy who helped her out, and she entertained him. He came over a lot of nights after work to have sex with my mom and he would ask her how much money she needed and they would settle on it and he gave her the money. After he paid her he always grabbed her ass and frenched her. One day he grabbed my ass and French kissed me. It felt real real good. I let him kiss me a lot and rub my ass and push his finger in my crack.
When I turned 16 my mother gave me to him. She gave me these instructions about holding my legs open flat, not to squeeze my knees, that way he could get in without any problems. She put a condom on him and let him fuck me. It was my 'honeymoon'. Why my mom decided that he should marry me I don't know, but she did and he agreed and with her permission I got married to him.
Although he had sex with me from time to time, the truth was that my mom was his real wife. She slept with him every day and she cooked and kept house and he moved us to live in a house and I went to a new school. At school no one knew I was married, everyone thought he was my dad. Every now and then he got me and gave me sex, it was like a reminder that I was his wife.
My mom got pregnant and had a little boy. As I went through high school I never made friends, it was kind of weird bringing someone home to meet my family. I had school friends, but not after school friends.
At 19 my mom got pregnant again, and this time it hit me hard. I wanted a baby too, and after a lot of discussion, my mom agreed and I got pregnant. My mom took care of her kids and my kid while I went to college, first community college, but then finished at a four year college. For my mom me having a degree was a real big deal, I didn't realize how much it meant to her. My husband was more of like well that is what you do so do it. He never expected anything less.
I was 26 when I was given the marriage bed. It happened after dinner one night, well you are his wife so you should sleep with him. And I slept with him after that.
I got another kid and that is how we live. My husband, my mom and me, and our kids. A lesbian lady I met after college, who learned about my set up, said to tell people who criticized us, to f-off. Best advise I got. It works for us, he is a good dad, and he doesn't shirk his responsibilities. I work and my mom stays home.
Life happens.
My mother had me when she was 16. She struggled to support me, and when I was around 11 she met a guy who helped her out, and she entertained him. He came over a lot of nights after work to have sex with my mom and he would ask her how much money she needed and they would settle on it and he gave her the money. After he paid her he always grabbed her ass and frenched her. One day he grabbed my ass and French kissed me. It felt real real good. I let him kiss me a lot and rub my ass and push his finger in my crack.
When I turned 16 my mother gave me to him. She gave me these instructions about holding my legs open flat, not to squeeze my knees, that way he could get in without any problems. She put a condom on him and let him fuck me. It was my 'honeymoon'. Why my mom decided that he should marry me I don't know, but she did and he agreed and with her permission I got married to him.
Although he had sex with me from time to time, the truth was that my mom was his real wife. She slept with him every day and she cooked and kept house and he moved us to live in a house and I went to a new school. At school no one knew I was married, everyone thought he was my dad. Every now and then he got me and gave me sex, it was like a reminder that I was his wife.
My mom got pregnant and had a little boy. As I went through high school I never made friends, it was kind of weird bringing someone home to meet my family. I had school friends, but not after school friends.
At 19 my mom got pregnant again, and this time it hit me hard. I wanted a baby too, and after a lot of discussion, my mom agreed and I got pregnant. My mom took care of her kids and my kid while I went to college, first community college, but then finished at a four year college. For my mom me having a degree was a real big deal, I didn't realize how much it meant to her. My husband was more of like well that is what you do so do it. He never expected anything less.
I was 26 when I was given the marriage bed. It happened after dinner one night, well you are his wife so you should sleep with him. And I slept with him after that.
I got another kid and that is how we live. My husband, my mom and me, and our kids. A lesbian lady I met after college, who learned about my set up, said to tell people who criticized us, to f-off. Best advise I got. It works for us, he is a good dad, and he doesn't shirk his responsibilities. I work and my mom stays home.
Life happens.
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