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Story Title: The Household Spittoon

Okay, so, full transparency? I'm currently getting railed by my eldest son, Liam, while I try to spill the tea to you, Mr. Jacobs—Husband’s new business partner, right?—about how I ended up as the family’s free-use spittoon. No cap. So, my husband, Gregory—he’s 62, I’m 37 but, like, high-key look 20—caught me discovering his side piece, Chloe. She’s 18, an actual angel, and they’re in love. Iconic for them, a big yikes for me. Greg’s first move? Yeeted all my clothes and my iconic Audi. Said the “witty housewife” legacy was ghosted. Now? I’m just… The Spittoon.

So I’m managing the house, right? Fully naked, my pussy is literally always leaking, just desperate for a dick inside it. It’s a whole thing. My main pass-time is pulling pranks on Liam—like, last week I gave him a surprise blowie under a conference table during one of Greg’s meetings—just to see his angry face. And OMG, does it work.

Ah! Fuck, Liam, right there… Mmm… Sorry, Mr. Jacobs, he just… Ooh… slammed his cock so deep.

Where was I? Right. So Liam dragged me into this coat closet to punish me. And I’m not even mad? I’m addicted to this. The hate-fucking. The way he spits in my open mouth instead of kissing me—calls it “feeding the spittoon.” The slaps. Like just now…

AH! See? He just smacked my ass so hard while filling my cunt. My tits are covered in bite marks from him and his friends drinking my milk earlier—don’t get me started on the family reunions. Greg only fucks Chloe now, gentle and loving, while I’m the side piece at their orgies, getting choked by strangers. But it’s fine! I’m the household Spittoon. It’s my title. My daughter, Sophia, even reminds me—says she’s gonna marry rich young so she never ends up the old, used-up spittoon like mommy.

I’m cumming! Oh god, Liam, don’t stop! Yes!

And… there he cums. Deep in my pussy. Feels so good. Now watch, he’s gonna pull out, rub his dick all over my face to mark his cum, and…

SMACK!

Yep. There’s the slap. Worth it. So, Mr. Jacobs… you finna take your turn with the Spittoon while you wait for Chloe? My mouth’s free. Period.