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

My Story Time:

Alright, let’s spill the tea. I’m Marnie, but everyone just calls me “The Relic” now. Ironic, right? Since I’m 37 but still look like I just walked out of a fucking dorm room. It all started when I caught my husband, Robert—he’s 62, don’t even get me started—banging our family friend, Lily. She’s 18 and was low-key in love with our son, James, but that’s a whole other drama. Robert said I was “too old,” then he burned all my clothes. Just… poof. Gone. Said if I wanted to stay, this was my new look.

So, I’m at this family game night, right? Completely naked, as per fucking usual. My son, James, is behind me, his dick already buried in my pussy while I’m trying to explain this shit to Lily’s dad, Mr. Henderson, who looks shook. James’s hand is groping my tit, his thumb pinching my nipple hard, and I can feel my milk starting to leak.

“So yeah,” I gasp, as James slams into me, “Robert made it clear. My only job now is to stay pregnant so the milk keeps flowing for everyone.” Ooh, fuck, right there! James’s other hand comes around and slaps my ass—crack!—making me jolt forward. “He even had the audacity to divorce me for ‘being a slut,’ after he’s the one who told me to, and I quote, ‘let the boys and their friends use you.’ The irony is not lost on me, bestie.”

My daughter, Chloe, walks by and gives my other nipple a vicious twist, squeezing a stream of milk into her empty wine glass. “Don’t call her ‘bestie,’ Relic,” she sneers. “You’re just the household fuck-toy. A warning to me to find a rich husband young and be his perfect little slut forever so I don’t end up like you.” She drinks my milk straight down, no chaser.

James pulls my head back by my hair. “Tell him how much you love it now, you thirsty bitch,” he grunts, his cock pounding my g-spot. I’m so fucking addicted to this rough treatment, I can’t think straight.

“I do,” I moan, my words slurring. “I need a cock in me 24/7. I can’t even last a second without it—” Aah! He slaps my face mid-sentence, his rings cutting my cheek. “Motherfucker!” I cry out, and he slaps me again for calling him that.

“After the game, my room,” James growls in my ear, then bites my nipple, sucking hard. I can feel his teeth leaving marks as he drinks. My pussy is gushing, soaking his dick, my juices mixing with the cum already leaking out of me from earlier. I’m a complete mess, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life. This is my life now. Period.