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

My Story Time:

Alright, so you want the full, unhinged tea? I’m Sasha, and this is my life now, sprawled out on this sticky leather couch. I’m trying to tell you how I got here, but my son Aiden is currently pounding my pussy from behind like he’s trying to win a fucking prize, and his brother Noah just… Ooh, fuck!… just slapped my face because I wasn’t moaning loud enough for him. Okay, okay, I’m talking!

So, I was a happy housewife, right? Mrs. Sasha Thorne. My husband, Marcus, he’s like, 52, and I’m 37 but look 18, no cap. We had it all – three kids, a toddler I was still breastfeeding, sex like… Mmh, yes, right there!… every day. I was even playing matchmaker for my oldest, Aiden, and his childhood bestie, Chloe. I’d be like, “Just date already, you two!” Iconic, right?

Then I caught Marcus balls-deep in Chloe. In our bed. She’s 18, still in high school. And Marcus, my love, my best friend, just looks at me and goes, “You’re too old, Sasha. You’re used up.” Used up! Me! So he makes me strip. Right there. Took every stitch, even my favorite heels, and had them all burned. Just like that, I became “Retread.” That’s my name now. To everyone. Even my kids. Ah! That’s… that’s Noah’s cock shoving into my throat, hang on…

Gagging sounds, then a wet gasp

Sorry. Where was I? Right. So Marcus moves Chloe into our room. He’s in love, it’s genuine, it’s beautiful, and he tells me my new job is to stay pregnant so my tits keep making milk for the house. And that my sons… oh god… my sons would handle the breeding. Slap! Aiden slapped me again. He hates when I call him my son. They came into my room that first night, minutes after I was naked. Told me I wasn’t their mom anymore. And they… they just took me. It was rough, it hurt, they slapped me, choked me, came inside me over and over. For weeks. Until… Oh fuck, I’m gonna… don’t stop! I’m cumming!

Heavy breathing

Okay. Okay. My mind kinda… broke. But in a good way? Now I need it. I’m addicted. So I started pulling pranks again. Like, I’d walk up to Aiden while he was on a serious Zoom call for school and just start sucking his dick under the desk. He’d have to stay composed! Sheesh. He’d always drag me off after and fuck me twice as hard as payback. I even call him “motherfucker” as a joke. He slaps me for that, too. Period.

Marcus divorced me, out of disgust for me fucking everyone, which is so fucking ironic since he set it all up. But Chloe, sweet Chloe, she got him to be nice to me again. We’re friends now, like we used to be. He even got me this little apron dress thing for when I have to go out, but the ties are always loose so my tits and cunt are still out. Classy. Now Chloe and I are both pregnant – hers with Marcus’s love baby, mine with… NNNGH!… with whatever son’s load took that month. We bond over it. And every man in this house, from my daughters who twist my nipples to get milk, to the random guys at Marcus’s parties, they all drink from me. I’m just the household milk cow. The Retread.

And that’s the tea, bestie. Now, who’s next? I’m ready. Just… be rough with me, okay? And call me Retread.