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Okay, so, bestie, let me spill the tea on how I went from Mrs. Evelyn Vance to… well. You can call me Hand-Me-Down. No, for real, that’s my name now. Period.

It all started when I caught my husband, Robert—he’s 62, I’m 37 but look 18, it’s a whole thing—banging our son Liam’s childhood sweetheart, Chloe. She’s 18, still in high school, and the look on her face… she mouthed ‘sorry’ between moans. Iconic. Robert didn’t even deny it. He just said I was “too old,” chronologically speaking, and that my time was up. Then he made me strip right there in the kitchen. My clothes? Donated. My dignity? Yeeted.

So now I’m just… Hand-Me-Down. Always naked. The first to use me? My own sons, Liam and Noah. Right after Dad gave the order. Liam was so mad about Chloe, he didn’t even look at my face, just slapped it and shoved his dick into my dry pussy from behind while I was still crying on the floor. Noah held me down by my throat. They both came inside me, one after the other, deep creampies, because Robert wants me pregnant again—gotta keep the breast milk flowing for the whole household, you know? It’s farm-to-table. After, Liam wiped his cock on my cheek and slapped me again. “Get out of my sight, Hand-Me-Down.”

That was just the beginning. Now, it’s like… my mind broke? But in a good way? I’m low-key addicted. The slaps, the choking, the feeling of being so full… it’s all I think about. I even pull pranks on the boys. Like, the other day, Liam was giving a presentation for a school project over Zoom. I crawled under his desk and started sucking his cock while he tried to talk about the water cycle. His voice cracked so hard. Sheesh. After the call ended, he dragged me to the floor by my hair, slapped me so hard I saw stars, and fucked my throat until I gagged, then came deep in my pussy. “You embarrassing slut,” he growled, rubbing his cum all over my face after. I just laughed and called him a motherfucker. I mean, he is.

Robert and Chloe are so in love it’s almost sweet. They fuck everywhere—the couch, the kitchen island—and he calls her his “beautiful teenager,” which is his creepy-ass love language. Meanwhile, I’m the household milk dispenser and gangbang toy. Robert hosts these parties where Chloe is the main event, and I’m the warm-up act. Last week, three of his friends spit-roasted me in the game room. One dick in my mouth, one in my pussy, one waiting his turn. They’d take breaks to suck the milk straight from my tits. I came so hard I almost passed out.

The funny thing is, Chloe’s actually kind. She got Robert to let me join movie nights again. So there I am, fully naked, covered in dried cum, squeezed between Liam and Noah on the couch while they fondle my tits and ass. They’ll brag about how many times they’ve creampied me this week, and I’ll joke, “What can I say? I’m a Hand-Me-Down with a lot of miles, but the engine still purrs.” Everyone laughs. Even Robert. It’s… a vibe. I’m pregnant again, obviously. So is Chloe. Her belly is a celebration. Mine is just a means to an end. But you know what? I’m fine with it. As long as someone’s cock is in me and someone’s hand is on my throat, I’m… I’m…

Oh, fuck, Liam just came inside me again. I can feel it, so warm… and Noah’s pushing into my mouth… don’t stop… I’m cumming! Just like that! See? This is all I need. This is home.