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

My Story Time:

Alright bestie, buckle up, because I'm about to spill the tea on how I ended up like this. I'm fully naked, my pussy is literally dripping just from telling the story, and my son, Liam, is currently pounding into me from behind while his brother, Ethan, is feeding my tit into his mouth. Ooh, fuck, right there! Aah!

So, it all started when I caught my husband, Charles—he's like, 62, I'm 37 but look 18, no cap—banging our family friend, Chloe. She's 18, still in high school, and used to have the biggest crush on Liam. Iconic, right? Charles said I was "too old," a "Washed-Up Slag," which is now my name, period. He tore my clothes off right then, burned them, and said if I wanted to stay warm, I had to beg the boys to sleep in their beds.

So I did. The first night, Liam—my own son—slapped me across the face, called me "Slag," and fucked me raw. It was so rough, he choked me and came inside me, saying it was to keep me pregnant and milky. Ooh, yes! Ethan, bite harder! Mmm, drink your milk, you little motherfucker!

Aah! See? He slapped me for saying that. They love it and hate it. Now, I'm so addicted. I can't stand a single second without a cock in me. I pull pranks, like sneaking under the table at their study group to suck them off while they try to talk. They always get revenge by fucking me senseless afterwards. Just like now. Oh fuck, Liam, I'm gonna cum! Fill me up!

So yeah, that's the tea. I'm the household's free-use "Washed-Up Slag," always full of cum, always lactating for everyone to drink. And honestly? After that last creampie... mmm... I wouldn't have it any other way.