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My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, you want the tea? I’m literally spilling it right now. My name was Chloe. Now, everyone just calls me the Retiree. Ironic, right? Since I’m 37 but look 18, and I’m anything but retired from this.

So, I’m at this “family game night,” which is just me, fully naked, dripping from my cunt because it’s been, like, two hours without a dick in me and I’m shook by how much I need it. My ex, Robert—he’s 62, btw, married me when I was 17—is cuddled up with his new wifey, Sienna. She’s 18 and glowing, pregnant with his kid. They’re so in love it’s almost cute. Me? I’m getting my tits fondled by his business partner, Marcus.

“So yeah,” I continue, trying to talk to Sienna’s cousin who’s staring at my tits. “After Robert caught me crying about his affair, he was like, ‘You’re too old, Chloe. Time to retire.’ Then he just… took all my clothes. Burned them. Said if I wanted to stay under his roof, this was my new role.”

Aah! Marcus pinches my nipple hard, twisting it until a stream of my milk squirts right into his waiting glass. I gasp, my pussy clenching around nothing. “Fuck… sorry. Where was I? Right. So then my sons, Jake and Liam—they’re 19 and 18—stopped calling me mom that same day. Started calling me Retiree. That night, Jake slapped me across the face and fucked me raw in his bed. I fought it at first, I swear. But after a few weeks of them and their friends using me at Robert’s parties… my brain just broke. In a good way. Now I’m just a cocksleeve that makes milk.”

Jake walks over then, hearing his name. He smacks my ass so hard my whole body jolts. Aah! “Shut up, Retiree. Bragging about how many times I’ve creampied you?” He leans down, his breath on my ear. “Meet me in the garage after this. I’m gonna fuck that used-up cunt until you’re pregnant again.”

I just grin up at him, my pussy gushing at the threat. “You got it, motherfucker.”

SMACK! His palm cracks against my cheek, the pain bright and sharp. My daughter, Emily, walks by and rolls her eyes. “Ugh, Retiree, stop provoking him. Just serve the drinks.” She reaches out and twists my other nipple, making me cry out as more milk dribbles out. “This is what happens when you get old. I’m finding a rich husband next year so I never end up like you.”

Sienna gives me a pitying look from the couch, mouthing ‘sorry’ as Robert kisses her neck. I just shrug. It’s my life now. I’m the Retiree. And honestly? I’m finally happy. As long as there’s a cock waiting for me in the garage, I’m good. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’m leaking… everywhere.