My Steamy Story: Sex with: Multiple men and one woman ...

My Story Time:

I, Chloe Williams—formerly Mrs. Chloe Vanderbilt, now just “Old News” to everyone—am trying to tell this story, but my son, Jake, is currently balls-deep in my pussy, no cap. Oof. It all started after I caught my husband, Marcus—he’s 48, I was 18 when we married—fucking Lily, my son’s childhood crush. I was so shook. I confronted him in our bedroom, still damp from my shower, totally naked. He just looked at me, all calm, and was like, “You’re 37, Chloe. You’re too old. You don’t need these anymore.” Then he took my robe and every stitch from my wardrobe. Period.

So now I’m “Old News,” always naked. Marcus moved Lily, 18, into our bed, and I got… redistributed. The first night, shivering in the living room, I had to beg Jake, my 19-year-old, to let me sleep in his bed. He just smirked and said, “Only if you’re useful, Old News.” Then he slapped me across the face, hard. Sheesh. That was the first time he fucked me. It wasn’t gentle. He choked me while he rammed his cock into my cunt, biting my nipples until I cried out. He came inside me, breeding me on purpose, then rubbed his dick all over my face and slapped me again before pushing me off the bed.

It became our routine. Every night, I’d beg for his warmth, and he’d use my holes. My other son, Ben, 17, joined in too. They’d spit-roast me, one fucking my throat until I gagged, the other pounding my pussy from behind, both slapping my tits and face. They always creampied me. Marcus said it was to keep me pregnant so my tits would always make milk for the household. The irony? He divorced me for “being a whore” after he made me do it. Big yikes.

My mind… broke. But, bestie, let me spill the tea: I’m addicted now. I crave it. The slaps, the choking, the feeling of being totally filled. Earlier today, I pulled a prank on Jake. He was on the porch talking to a friend, and I just crawled over, fully naked and still dripping from Ben’s morning fuck, and started sucking his cock right there. He tried to keep talking, but his voice got all shaky. I looked up and whispered, “What’s wrong? This little dick came out of my womb, and now it’s big enough to go back in. Isn’t that iconic?”

He dragged me inside, slapped me so hard I saw stars, and then fucked me against the wall, his fingers twisting my clit. “You’re just a used-up slut, Old News,” he grunted, pumping his cum inside me. After, he wiped his cock on my face and slapped me again. And you know what? I’m already thinking about when Ben gets home. My pussy is throbbing for more. I can’t help it. It’s all I think about now.