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Story Title: The Public Nuisance
Okay, so, let me spill the tea on how I ended up here, bent over my own kitchen island at my daughter’s graduation party, with my son Liam’s dick buried in my ass while his best friend, Ryan, uses my pussy. No cap, this is my life now. I’m just… oof, a Public Nuisance. That’s the term. In the news, they’d be like, ‘Elara Vance, 37, Public Nuisance.’ Sheesh. It’s iconic, honestly.
So, context: I discovered my husband, Marcus—he’s 62, BTW, huge age gap, I was 17 when we got married, don’t @ me—was fucking our 18-year-old neighbor, Chloe. Sweet girl, low-key still kind to me. Marcus took all my clothes, my car, everything, to ‘erase the legacy of the witty housewife.’ His words, not mine. So now I’m just… this. A naked, free-use pussy for the house.
Right now, Liam is… Aah! Fuck, he just slapped my ass so hard. Sorry, had to pause. He’s pounding my asshole and whispering, “You’re just a worn-out Public Nuisance, Mom. Leaking all over Ryan’s cock.” And I am. My cunt is so wet, just dripping, because I’m high-key addicted to this rough shit now. My favorite pastime is pulling pranks to see Liam’s angry face, because it always ends with him hate-fucking me. Period.
Ryan just grabbed my hair and made me look at my daughter, Sophia. She’s sipping champagne, giving me this look. She goes, “See, Nuisance? This is what happens when you get old. Be a lesson. I’m marrying my boyfriend next month. Gonna be his youthful slut forever so I never end up like you.” Mood. I’m about to… Oh god, I’m cumming! YES! Just like that!
Liam finishes in my ass with a groan, pulls out, and rubs his slick dick all over my face. “Marked,” he says. Then SMACK—he slaps my cheek so hard I see stars. I fall to the floor, laughing breathlessly, cum leaking out of me. Marcus walks over, looks down, and hocks a loogie right into my open mouth. “Still a pretty face for a Public Nuisance,” he jokes.
I grin up at him, swallowing. “Bet,” I gasp. This is my compromise. And I’ve never been happier.