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Title: The Household's Spittoon

Look, okay, I'm just gonna spill the tea, no cap. This is me, Sophie Delaney, 37, the household's Spittoon—oof, right there, yes, fuck! Sorry, my son Liam, he's 19, is currently balls-deep in my pussy from behind while I try to explain this to you, Mr. Henderson, our new neighbor. See, my husband Marcus, he's 62, found his soulmate in Chloe, who’s 18. Iconic, right? They’re in love, it’s whatever. But my clothes? Yeeted. My car? Sold. My new full-time gig? Being the naked, walking, talking wet spot for every man in this house, including my own boys. Mmm, yes, Liam, just like that, don’t stop… Aah! See, he just slapped my ass so hard, my entire cunt clenched around his dick. It’s… it’s kinda my thing now.

So, family BBQ last week. I’m telling Aunt Linda this same story while my other son, Noah, is on his knees biting my nipple to get my milk into his glass. I’m leaking everywhere, my pussy is literally dripping down my thigh because it’s been, like, an hour since a cock filled me. And I go, “So then Marcus was like, ‘Sophie, you’re just the Spittoon now,’ and I—” Aah! Fuck! Sorry, Liam hates when I call him a motherfucker, even as a joke. His slap made my eyes water, but God, it makes his dick throb inside me. I can feel it.

My daughter, Hailey, she’s 17, is over there pouring Chloe a mimosa. She looks at me, all boujee in her miniskirt, and goes, “Spill the tea, Spittoon, not like you’re doing anything else.” She’s learning, you know? Marcus is conditioning her so she doesn’t end up a dried-up 37-year-old spittoon like me. She needs to stay a youthful slut for her future husband. Smart girl.

Liam’s pulling my hair, his thrusts getting brutal. “You gonna meet me in the garage after this, Spittoon?” he grunts in my ear. “Gonna make you choke on it.” And I’m just… I’m nodding, my brain melting. This is my favorite pastime now. Pulling a prank, getting hate-fucked for it. The misogyny is the foreplay. Marcus walked by earlier, hocked a loogie right into my open mouth—his version of a cheek kiss—and said, “Looking old, Spittoon.” And I giggled around his spit and said, “Better a used Spittoon than a dusty old vase, right, baby?” We’re… weirdly amicable now.

Oh God, Liam’s… I’m gonna… I’m cumming! Fuck! Yes! Both holes are so full… he’s filling my pussy up… The story? Oh right. So that’s how Sophie Delaney, 37, went from witty housewife to the household’s Spittoon. Any questions?