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

My Story Time:

(Wife's perspective, mid-story, being fucked by her son, Gavin, while talking to a man named Mr. Thorne in the living room. Wife's degrading title is "Yard Sale.")

Okay, so… Aah! Sorry, Mr. Thorne, just… Gavin’s really going at it from behind. Mmh. Where was I? Right. So, my husband, Arthur—he’s 58, I’m 37 but I still look 18, no cap—caught me crying about his affair with Elara. She was my son’s childhood crush, total main character energy. And Arthur was like, “You’re too old, Madison.” Ooh, fuck! He said I was “used up.” So he made me strip right there in the kitchen. Burned all my clothes in the backyard. Said from now on, everyone would call me Yard Sale. Iconic, right? AAH! Gavin, not so hard! …Sorry. So then, like, minutes later, my son Liam—he’s the one who loved Elara—he just… Mmh Mmh Mmh… he pushed me over the couch and… and his dick was in my pussy before I could even breathe. He was slapping my ass, calling me Yard Sale, saying I wasn’t his mom anymore. And Arthur just watched with Elara on his lap. She mouthed ‘sorry’ to me while he was fingering her. Big yikes. AAAAAAH! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Don’t stop!

…Panting…

Okay. Okay. So, yeah. After that, it was just… routine. Arthur divorced me but kept me here. He’d fuck Elara everywhere—like, so much love, it was actually kinda sweet—and he’d order me to get pregnant to keep my milk flowing. So the boys… Ooh… Gavin and Liam… they’d use me every day. Creampie me every time. Aah! Slap my face so they wouldn’t have to see their mom. And I fought it at first, I tried so hard not to moan, but… Mmh Mmh MMMMMMMMMH!

…Gagging sounds, then a deep breath…

Sorry, Liam just shoved his cock down my throat. Needed a refreshment. Anyway. My mind just… broke. Now I’m addicted. I need a dick inside me 24/7. So I started pulling pranks. Like, I’d go to Liam’s college debate and get under the podium, suck his cock while he tried to give his speech. Sheesh, the look on his face! Then he’d drag me to a janitor’s closet, slap me, fuck me rough, and cum in my cunt. After, he’d wipe his dick on my face and slap me again. Period. And I’d just laugh and call him a motherfucker. Because, iykyk… he is. Oh fuck, I’m gonna… fill me up! YES!

…Heavy breathing…

So that’s the tea. Arthur and Elara are married now, both pregnant. I’m pregnant too, obviously. I’m just the household milk cow. But Elara got Arthur to be nice to me sometimes. We watch movies. I’m naked, they fondle my tits for milk, the boys brag about fucking me, and I make jokes about my name. It’s a vibe. Now… turns head… your turn, Mr. Thorne. You wanna fuck Yard Sale? Just… be rough. And don’t forget to drink from the tap when you get thirsty.