My Steamy Story: Fully naked Wife narrates story describe...

My Story Time:

Okay, so, hi. I’m… well, you can call me May. M-May Sinclair. I’m 37, but everyone calls me… Ooh! Aah! Sorry, my son, Aiden, he’s… Mmm, fuck, right there… he’s fucking me from behind right now. And my other son, Ben, his cock is in my mouth. Yeah. This is my life now. My title? Everyone just calls me The Relic. Ironic, right? I look 18, but my husband, Gregory—he’s 58, by the way—says I’m “used up.” OW! Aah! Sorry, Ben just slapped my face. He does that. They both do. Don’t like me talking.

Anyway, the tea. I was the perfect housewife. Gregory married me right out of high school. We had Aiden, Ben, and our daughters, Chloe and Emma. And a toddler, Leo, so my tits were always full of milk. Then I caught Greg fucking our neighbor’s daughter, Lily. She’s 18. Sweet girl, actually. Truly loves him. When I confronted him, he said I was too old. He made me strip right there in the kitchen, then burned all my clothes. Said from now on, I was just The Relic, the household milk cow. Aiden and Ben were there. They stopped calling me mom that second. Gregory told them to breed me, to keep my milk flowing since he’d only be fucking Lily from now on. Ooh! Oh god, Aiden’s cumming inside me! Fuck! I’m cumming too! Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm…!

…Sorry. Ben made me swallow. Where was I? Right. So after that, the boys would use me every day. Slapping me, choking me, creampieing me raw. It broke me. And then… I started to like it. I got addicted. Now, I pull cheeky pranks. Like, I’ll walk up to Aiden while he’s doing homework and just start sucking his dick. He’ll try to stay composed, then slap me and fuck me rough. After, they always wipe their cum on my face and slap me again. Reminds me I’m not their mom. Just The Relic. Gregory divorced me, out of disgust for me fucking other men… the men he ordered to fuck me. The irony is iconic. He and Lily are getting married. I’ll be at the wedding, fully naked, of course. Probably getting spit-roasted by guests. But hey, at least Greg and I are cool now. We joke around. I even made a joke about my title: “What’s the difference between a relic and a cum rag? The rag gets put away after use.” He laughed. Lily’s pregnant. So am I. Probably Aiden’s. My body’s just a means to an end now. A milk factory and a cum dump. And you know what? I’m… Aah! Fuck! I’m cumming again!… I’m finally happy. Period. Now, who’s next? My pussy’s free.