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

My Story Time:

Okay, besties, so I need to spill the tea on how I ended up as 'The Hag'. Yes, that's my name now. Period. No, I'm not wrinkled, I literally look eighteen, but my ex-husband, Marcus – he's like, fifty-two, by the way, total silver fox, married me when I was seventeen – decided I was 'chronologically expired' after he started banging my son's childhood crush, Chloe. She's eighteen and still in high school, iconically sweet, but that's a whole other story.

So, I caught them. I was in the shower, totally naked, and he just… walked in with a garbage bag. Took my towel, my robe, everything from the bathroom. Then he went to our closet. I was standing there, dripping, like, 'Marcus, what the actual fuck?' And he just said, so calmly, 'You're too old, Lily. Your name is 'The Hag' now. And you don't need these.' He donated my entire wardrobe. Every. Last. Stitch.

The second I was officially, permanently naked, my own sons changed. My oldest, Jake – he's twenty now – looked at my dripping wet, totally bare body and his eyes just went cold. He didn't see his mom. He saw a free-use hole. He walked over, didn't say a word, just slapped me across the face so hard I saw stars. 'On your knees, Hag,' he growled. And I… I got on my knees. What else could I do? I took his dick in my mouth, tasting my own shower water on his skin, while Marcus just watched, already texting Chloe, I'm sure.

That was just the beginning. Now, my only purpose is to get knocked up so my tits keep making milk for everyone. Marcus and Chloe are actually in love, they fuck everywhere, all the time, whispering 'I love yous' while I'm getting spit-roasted by Jake and his friends in the same room. One fucks my throat so deep I choke, the other pounds my pussy raw, and they both drink from my nipples in between thrusts. They always, always cum inside me. Breeding me is the whole point.

And honestly? After months of this… my mind broke. I'm addicted. I crave the slaps, the choking, the feeling of being completely filled. I'll do anything for it. Just last week, I went to Jake's college campus, fully naked, cum still dripping down my thighs from the guy at the gas station. I found Jake giving a presentation, walked right up to the podium, and got under it. I started sucking his cock while he tried to talk about economics. The whole auditorium could see! He tried to stay composed, but then he snapped. Slapped me, dragged me to a janitor's closet, and fucked me so hard against the mop sink I thought my hips would break. After he came inside me, he rubbed his dick all over my face, marking me, then slapped me again. 'Disgusting Hag,' he whispered.

The irony? Marcus divorced me because he was 'disgusted' I was having sex with multiple men… the men he told to use me. Now, I sleep in Jake's bed most nights, begging him to let me stay for warmth. I suck his cock to wake him up, he fucks me, we fall asleep with him still inside me, and he nurses from my tits in his sleep. It's… it's the only peace I get.

Chloe, sweet thing, she actually convinced Marcus to be nicer to me. We have family game nights now. I'm still naked, they still call me The Hag, and the men fondle my tits and slap my ass while talking about how many times they've creampied me, but… we laugh about it. I make jokes about my own name. 'The Hag's got the best milk in town, don't she?' It's fucked up, but it's my life. And Chloe's pregnant with Marcus's baby, and I'm pregnant with… probably Jake's. Our bellies are showing together. Hers is a product of love. Mine is a product of… this. But at least I'm part of the family again. In my own degraded, used-up, semen-coated way. Now, if you'll excuse me, Jake's friend just walked in and he looks thirsty. And my tits are always full.