Mother and I have always been a good team
Basically, I’m really lucky that my mom is so young. My mother and I have been able to share many things with each other, which might be denied to others. It starts with the fact that sometimes we can use the same clothes or go to the disco together. Often people there think we’re friends who go dancing together. A few months ago, however, I could not have imagined that we would one day share one man. But first things first:
It was not a love triangle.
When my mum was 15 years old, she became pregnant and at 16 she gave birth to me. Now that I am 19, you can easily calculate how young she is still. And she has done so well to do so that many even think of us as sisters.
There is a curiosity in our lives: my boyfriend, with whom I have been dating for over a year, is not only my boyfriend, but also my mother’s boyfriend. He’s already 41 and he’s also my “stepfather”. However, we do not have a relationship with the three of you. It is not a triangular relationship, but we simply have two partnerships in parallel. Only the man is the same. Sure, it wasn’t so clear at first how we could all live with it. How and above all that it came about in this way is more than extraordinary. We all know that. I also do not want to talk about cheating in the family, because there is a great honesty in our family.
How this unusual constellation came about
At one point my mother brought her new boyfriend. He had just turned 40 and was therefore a little older than she was. He looked simply stunning. His common face burned itself into my face from the first moment. His smile was the bright madness. I had to have that man!
But he was with my mother. A few weeks later I confessed to my mom that I had fallen in love with him. She reacted relatively calmly and said that he was enough for both of us. Wow! I did not expect such an answer. My mother and I have always had a very open relationship with each other, but that left me speechless. Her only condition was that she never wanted to see us together in an intimate pose. It’s a deal! Her boyfriend also agreed and confessed that he already had an eye on me anyway. The partner of your own daughter should therefore also be the partner of the mother and vice versa! Crazy, right?
Why there’s been a recent spat between my mother and I
Since the conversation with my mum we have two independent relationships, it works really well. Jealousy is not an issue, we manage it all pretty well, even if it is sometimes a big logistical challenge. The three of us hardly do anything at all, but that’s probably better that way. There is a certain distance between the two of us two couples. So my mother and I do not talk about erotic togetherness with each other. But once I overheard my mom and our friend having sex. Since then, I’ve been a little pissed off at both of them.
I have always been quite submissive in bed. Now I had to learn that my mother seems to be too and our friend gives her exactly what she needs. And unfortunately, what I’d like to have. Because with us there is only cuddle sex, but I would wish that he would also push me a little harder and determine the way of fucking.
Why is he doing this? If you have an idea or a good tip for me, please write me a message via this portal please. We can exchange ideas there and maybe you are one who can give me what I need.
If you have an affair and the other woman doesn’t know about it, it’s almost commonplace these days. But in my case, it’s really a little crazier because my mom and I have the same boyfriend and all three of us know.
Mother and I shared the week with him a
Once we both realized that we loved the same man, it wasn’t that complicated. We just shared our friend. She usually did something with him on the weekends because she works a lot during the week. In return, I could always spend a lot of time with him during the week. I think he thought it was great because he had sex with me during the week and with her on the weekend. Thus, there was always variety. Even if I had wished for the sex she got. Only cuddle sex was nothing for me, but I dared to address him directly.
Sex in threesomes?
In between, I kept thinking that we could just go to bed as a threesome. I’m sure he would like that. The fact that I would then see my mother naked with him didn’t really bother me that much. I saw it as him taking care of both of us and us just watching each other. This thought was also okay for me and somehow even erotic. However, I feared that she would see it quite differently.
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After all, she had already told me that she didn’t want to see me and my boyfriend “in action” together. Therefore, I never brought up the subject of threesomes and unfortunately it never came to that. He probably would have liked it, but he didn’t bring it up – at least with me.
Problems with family celebrations
Actually, the relationship between my mother and me continued to be very harmonious. We did share a boyfriend and took turns having sex with him, but that didn’t bother us. The times were well divided and when she spent time with him, I could do something with friends without feeling guilty. It was just perfect and I think my mother felt the same way.
But after a few months, we both got a wedding invitation from my cousin. This presented us with a big problem: who would now take their friend to the party? After all, we could hardly explain to my cousin and the rest of the family that we were sharing a friend. We talked about it, but could not come to a reasonable agreement. I really wanted to go with him and show off. My mother felt the same way. Besides, none of us wanted to go to the wedding without an escort.
We finally asked our friend to make a decision. He suggested that he could go with us as a “good acquaintance” and that we could make an erotic game of hide and seek out of it. He would always secretly kiss or touch one of us at the wedding. At first I was skeptical, but the more I thought about it, the more it turned me on. Maybe I would end up having hidden sex with him in the restroom and we wouldn’t be allowed to show anything? Unfortunately, my mother found the idea less erotic and refused. In the end, none of us went to the wedding. But, unfortunately, this was not a permanent solution for family celebrations either.
Mom and I talked a lot about him
After some time it had become so normal for us to share a friend that we even talked to each other about him. We didn’t discuss bedtime stories, but pretty much everything else. We talked about how he always smiles so sweetly when he’s embarrassed or about his beautiful blue eyes. Even his little mistakes were not hidden from both of us and we laughed at the little quirks he displayed. It was almost like talking to your best friend, only more intimate. After all, she knew even more precisely than any outsider.
There was a crisis with him and me
Although I was very happy with the relationship and did not find the situation strange for a long time. However, at some point the sex with him was very monotonous. I had the feeling that he was just reeling off a program with me and that he then really got it on with my mother on the weekend. During sex I had never seen the two, but of course I was not deaf. Our shared apartment was not so big and quite bright. Therefore, I often got to hear screams and moans through the walls. This increasingly annoyed me, because our sex was always quite fast and less ecstatic.
One day I went to him as and spoke to him quite directly about why we had “different” sex than my mother and him. I thought at first he would get mad and deny everything, but he did not. He took me in his arms, hugged me tightly and then said that he just had two sides. One side of him wanted to cuddle and quite sensual and slow sex and this side I fully satisfied. The other side, on the other hand, liked it rough and he would sometimes like to beat my mother’s ass. However, he would not always wish that. That’s exactly why we both made him so happy.
What should be the next step?
I was basically still happy with our mutual friend. But could I really cope in the long run with the fact that I only ever got the cuddle sex? My mother and I were different, but I didn’t want to be pigeonholed sexually. It was time to prove to him what I could offer him sexually.
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