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My Steamy Story: Fully naked Wife narrates story describe...
My Story Time:
Okay, bestie, so I'm, like, literally dripping right now, no cap. I'm trying to spill this wild tea to you, but my son, Zach—ugh, not my son, I'm not allowed to call him that anymore, period—just slammed his dick back into my cunt so hard I saw stars. Sheesh.
So, yeah, I'm 'The Relic.' That's my name now. I'm 37, but I look 18, and my ex-husband, Marcus—he's 58, a total DILF, IYKYK—decided I was 'too old' after he started fucking my son's childhood sweetheart, Chloe. Iconic, right? So he took all my clothes and burned them. Now I'm just… this. A fully naked, walking, talking milk bar and cum dumpster.
Right now, I'm at a family game night. Chloe—bless her kind heart—convinced Marcus to let me join if I behave. So I'm sitting here, trying to tell you how I got here, while Marcus's buddy, Mr. Henderson, has his whole hand between my legs, fingers working my clit, and my own daughter, Britney, is literally squeezing my tit like a cow's udder, milking me into her glass of wine. Mmm, fuck, that pinch… Oof.
My pussy is, like, aching. It's been maybe ten minutes since one of the guys had his cock in me, and I'm already shaking. I got addicted to the rough stuff, okay? The slaps, the choking, the feeling of being totally used. And my sons… Zach and Liam… they were the first to break me. After dad stripped me, they just… started. No asking. Just taking. And now? Now I need it. I crave it.
Zach just leaned over, bit my other nipple hard—gonna leave a mark—and whispered, "Shut up and take it, Relic." And then he—Aah!—slapped my face. Hard. My cheek is burning, but my cunt is gushing. I can't even… Mmm…
So, anyway, that's the tea. I'm The Relic. I'm always wet, always full of cum, and always, always ready for the next dick. It's my purpose. My… oh, god, Mr. Henderson's fingers are inside me now, and Zach is telling me to meet him in the garage after this. Gonna get pounded raw. Again. Bet.
Gotta go. My story’s over. My holes are never empty for long.