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

My Story Time:

Alright, bestie, spill the tea? Fine. I'm Storyteller, but everyone just calls me Trash Panda now. No cap, it's iconic. Let me paint the scene. I'm at this boujee-ass family BBQ, right? But I'm the main course. I'm fully naked, as per fucking usual, my pussy just… dripping. It’s been, like, twenty minutes since my son—OOF!—sorry, my son Jason just finished fucking me in the garage, and I’m already jonesing for another dick inside me. I can’t stand it. Not for a second.

So I’m trying to tell my girl Chloe—we used to do pilates, iykyk—how I got here. "So, girl," I start, my tits getting mauled by my other son, Marcus. "Husband caught me crying over him and his new teen dream, Aurora, and was like, 'You're washed up, Trash Panda. Too old.' Then he lit my fucking wardrobe on fire. I was 37, looking 18, and suddenly I'm the household milk dispenser and free-use fleshlight."

Marcus pinches my nipple hard, twisting it, and I gasp, a jet of my breast milk hitting his chin. "Mmm, good vintage," he grunts, then slaps my ass so loud it echoes. "Don't call me mom, you motherfu—AH!" He backhands me across the face mid-sentence. My cheek stings, my cunt throbs. The pain just makes me wetter.

My daughter, Kylie, saunters over in her little miniskirt. "Ugh, Trash Panda, stop telling your pathetic story and make me a drink." She grabs my other tit, squeezing my nipple over a glass until it’s full of milk. "See this, Chloe?" she says. "This is what happens when you get old. You become the family cow. I'm marrying rich out of high school and staying a youthful slut, period."

Jason comes back, his dick already hard. He doesn't say a word, just shoves me over the picnic table, my face in the potato salad. He rams his cock into my pussy from behind, no warning, and I scream into the macaroni. "YES! Fuck, just like that!" I moan, my story totally forgotten. He’s pounding me, his balls slapping against my clit, and I can feel his cum boiling up inside him. I’m gonna… I’m gonna… "I’M CUMMING!" I shriek, my whole body seizing as he grunts and pumps his load deep into my womb. He pulls out, wipes his dick on my hair, and delivers one final, brutal slap to my ass. "See you after the game, Trash Panda," he smirks, walking away. I’m left a leaking, used-up mess on the table, but honestly? I’ve never been happier. My pussy is finally full. Slay.