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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, so I'm going to tell you this whole story, but you're gonna have to bear with me because my son, Ethan—sorry, he doesn't let me call him that anymore—is currently fucking my pussy from behind and it's… unf… a lot. So, yeah. Spill the tea time, no cap.

It all started when I caught my husband, Robert—he's 52, I'm 37 but look 18, it's a whole thing—banging our neighbor's daughter, Chloe. She's 18, still in high school, and used to have this whole star-crossed lovers vibe with my oldest, Ethan. Iconic, right? I was totally her hype-girl, calling her my future daughter-in-law and everything. The betrayal was real.

So I confronted Robert, and he was just like, "You're too old, Melissa. Chronologically, you're a used-up hag." Meanwhile, I'm standing there looking like I should be studying for pre-calc. His solution? He waited until I got out of the shower, took every single stitch of clothing I owned—my whole boujee wardrobe—and donated it. Told me from now on, my name was 'Relic'. Period. As in, ancient history. A fossil. I'm standing there fully naked, dripping wet, and he goes, "Everyone will call you that. Even the kids. You're just the Relic now."

And that was that. I became 'the Relic'. Fully naked, 24/7. The minute Robert was done, my sons, Ethan and Liam, were on me. Ethan slapped me right across the face—crack—and was like, "Shut up, Relic." Then he just… took me. Right there on the floor. It was so rough, choking me, slapping my tits, ramming his dick into my cunt. I tried not to moan, but he’d hit me to make me scream. Liam watched, then had his turn. They both came inside me, breeding me, because Robert wanted me pregnant to keep my milk flowing for the whole household to drink. After, Ethan rubbed his messy cock all over my face to mark me, then slapped me again. "Get lost, Relic."

That became my life. Sleeping in Ethan's bed in exchange for body warmth and getting railed all night. Private parties where Robert would fuck Chloe lovingly on the main couch while a line of his friends used me as a rough side-piece. Spit-roasted, throat-fucked, creampied over and over. I’d be covered in so much cum it was like my only clothing. My mind… broke. But in a good way? Now, I'm just addicted. I need a cock in me at all times.

Which brings us to now. I’m pregnant—Ethan’s, I think—and lactating. Chloe is pregnant too, with Robert’s baby, and she’s actually been low-key kind, trying to get Robert to be nicer to me. It's a whole mess. But right now? Oh, fuck! Ethan’s pounding my g-spot, his hands around my throat. He’s sucking milk straight from my nipple while he fucks me, and it feels… OH GOD… so good. I can’t even think about the betrayal anymore. All I can think about is his cock stretching me open, the slap of his balls against my ass, and the thick, hot rush of his cum about to flood my womb again. This is all I am now. And you know what? I’m finally happy. Don't judge me. AH! I’M CUMMING!