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

My Story Time:

[The Degrading Title: "The Crone"]

Okay, so… Oof, hold on a sec. Ah! Sorry, that was just my son, Eric, slapping my ass again. We’re at a totally normal, non-sexual family game night, besties. No cap. I’m just here, fully fucking naked, as usual, spilling the tea on how I became the household milk dispenser, AKA ‘The Crone’.

It all started when I caught my husband, Gregory—he’s 52, I’m 37 but look 18, no wrinkles, period—banging my daughter’s best friend, Chloe. She’s 18. Iconic, right? So, I confronted him, and he was like, “You’re too old, Valerie.” Then he just… took my clothes. Burned them. Said since I looked like a teen, I should live like one, bare and ready. My own sons, Eric and Ben, were there. They stopped calling me mom that second. Eric’s dick was in me before my last blouse hit the flames.

So, Gregory divorced me but kept me here. He only fucks Chloe now—their love is actually really sweet, she mouths ‘sorry’ to me when he’s pounding her—and he made it my job to stay pregnant so my tits always have milk. For everyone. Like, right now? Ah! Mmm… Ben just bit my nipple hard, drinking straight from the tap. He’s telling his friend, “This crone’s milk is bomb after whiskey.” And I’m just trying to finish my story!

Gregory says it’s to keep me useful since I’m ‘used up’. The irony is so fucking spicy. My daughter, Ashley, slaps my other tit and tells me to hurry up with the story, you old crone, she needs to learn from my mistakes so she marries rich while she’s still a tight young slut. She’s not wrong.

The boys fuck me rough every night so I can sleep in their warm bed. Slap my face so they don’t have to see their mom. Choke me. Cum deep in my cunt to breed me. And I… shit… I got addicted. I started craving it. Now I pull pranks. Like last week, I gave Eric a blowie under the table while he was on a Zoom call for school. He had to stay so composed! After, he slapped me, fucked my throat raw, came in my mouth, then wiped his dick on my face and slapped me again. I just laughed and called him a motherfucker. Aah! See? He just heard me say it and slapped me for that, too. But he’s whispering I should meet him in the garage later. Bet.

So yeah, that’s the tea. I’m ‘The Crone,’ the naked, pregnant milk-cow who loves getting used by her own sons. Chloe’s pregnant too, with Gregory’s baby. We bond over that. Sometimes, when Gregory is being nice—because Chloe begged him to be my friend again—we all have game nights like this. He’ll even laugh when I make a joke about my title. I’ll say, “The Crone is home and ready to bone!” It’s a vibe. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think Ben is done with my milk and his friend looks thirsty… and my ass is waiting for the next slap. Sheesh.