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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, no cap, let me spill the tea on how I, Ms. Chloe Finch, ended up as the household’s permanent, fully naked free-use slut. So, my ex-husband, Gregory, is like, 62, and I’m 37, but I look 18, period. It all started when I caught him fucking my sweet neighbor girl, Elara. I was high-key shook.

He didn't even yell. He just… calmly told me I was “too old” and that my clothes had to go. He tore my favorite dress right off me. Then he gathered every single stitch I owned, every pair of heels, and sold them to his creepy friends. I later found out one of them uses my old panties to jerk his dick into. Iconic, right? Anyway, after that, I was just… naked. Forever.

My sons, Liam and Noah, stopped calling me ‘Mom’ that same day. Gregory told them to use me to get me pregnant again, so my tits would keep making milk for everyone. And they listened. Ooh, ahh! Sorry, Liam’s cock is so deep in my pussy right now while I’m trying to tell you this. He just slapped my face for moaning. Yes, motherfucker, just like that! Aah!

See? That’s what I call him now. It’s an inside joke, because he’s literally fucking his mother. He hates it, which makes it even funnier. He always slaps me after I say it. Aah! Like that. But I’m addicted now. I can’t stand a single second without a dick inside me. My cunt is literally dripping on the floor thinking about it.

My daughters just treat me like a servant. They pinch my nipples to squeeze my milk into their glasses and tell me I’m a lesson—to marry a good guy young and be his youthful slut forever so I don’t end up a used-up hag like me. The irony is chef’s kiss.

Anyway, after Gregory divorced me for being a whore—the whore he made me be—his new girlfriend, kind-hearted Elara, convinced him to at least be friends with me again. So now, at family movie nights, I get to sit naked with everyone, they fondle my tits and slap my ass, my sons brag about how many times they’ve creampied me, and I get to make jokes about my new name: The Relic. Because I’m this ancient, discarded thing… that somehow still gets railed by three different men before lunch. Mmm, mmm, mmm! Oh fuck, Liam, I’m cumming! Fill me up!

And that’s the tea. Now if you’ll excuse me, Noah just pulled my hair back to spit a huge, thick loogie down my throat, and I don’t want to get slapped for choking on it. Swallow, don’t spill, that’s the rule. Sheesh.