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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, so you wanna know how I ended up here, huh? Let me spill the tea. Oof! Sorry, just a sec… Mmm, yes, right there, don't stop… God, his dick feels so good filling me up. Aah! Where was I? Right. So it all started when my husband, Marcus, who’s like, 62 now—I know, I know, daddy vibes, but hear me out—caught me finding out about him and Lily. She’s 18, our son Ethan’s childhood crush, total main character energy. Marcus was like, “You’re old, Elara. Period.” And I’m 37 but look 18, no cap. So he made me strip right there in the kitchen, said my clothes were going to the neighbors for their girlfriends to wear. Iconic, right?

Now everyone calls me ‘Hand-Me-Down’. Bet. He divorced me because he was ‘disgusted’ I was getting fucked by other men… men he told to breed me. The irony is not lost on me, sheesh.

So now, I’m at this family game night, totally naked, my pussy dripping just thinking about it, and I’m trying to tell you this while my son—ah! Ethan, you motherf— SMACK Sorry, he doesn’t like that joke. He just slapped my ass so hard and his friend, Jake, has his fingers twisted in my nipples, squeezing milk right into his glass. It’s for the household, iykyk. My own daughter, Chloe, is over there telling me to shut up and serve the drinks, that this is my only purpose now.

Mmmph… Ethan just whispered he’s taking me to the garage after this to ‘remind me’. His dick is already so hard against my back. I’m so fucking addicted to it, I can’t even think straight. I need a cock inside me every second or I feel empty, for real. See? Just talking about it has me gushing. Ooh, Jake, don’t bite so—Aah! Fuck…

So yeah, that’s the tea. I’m ‘Hand-Me-Down’, the family’s free-use milk cow and cocksleeve. And honestly? After the first few gangbangs Marcus threw, my brain just broke. Now all I want is for my own son to slap me, spit in my mouth, and creampie me raw. It’s the only thing that makes me feel full anymore. Don’t be like me, girls. Stay young, stay a slut for one man… or you’ll end up like this. Now if you’ll excuse me, I think Ethan’s ready for me. I can smell his precum. Mmm… time for my reminder.