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

My Story Time:

Okay, so, you wanna know how I ended up like this? Spilling the tea while my own son, Jason, has his dick buried to the hilt in my pussy? Bet. Buckle up, bestie.

So, my ex, Robert—he’s like, sixty-fucking-three, I was eighteen when we married—caught me crying about his new girl, Chloe. He just… smirked. Said I was “too old” at thirty-seven. Can you believe that? With this face and body? The audacity. He told me to strip. Right there. Burned every stitch. I’ve been ‘The Relic’ ever since. Period.

The rule was, I had to keep making milk for the house. Robert’s idea. So Jason—my oldest, my twenty-year-old motherfucker—Aah! Right there! Fuck, Jason! Sorry, he just slapped my tits. He and his brother started using me that same night. At first, I hated it. Now? Oof. I can’t go a second without a cock in me. It rewired my brain.

Like right now. Jason’s fucking me raw from behind, his hand around my throat. His cum’s already leaking out of me from earlier. He’s biting my nipple, drinking my milk while he pounds my cunt. Says it’s refreshing. And my daughter, Ashley? She’s over there squeezing my other tit into a glass for the guests, telling me I’m just the household slut, a lesson for her. It’s… Mmm… it’s so fucking hot. I’m gonna cum again!

Jason growls, “You’re just a used-up Relic.” And I scream as he fills me up, his cum mixing with the rest inside me. He slaps my ass. “Meet me after the game night. I’m not done.” Iconic, right? My life is a mess, but god, my pussy has never been happier. Don’t judge. IYKYK.