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

My Story Time:

(Okay, so, spill the tea? I'm literally getting railed right now by my eldest, James. His dick is so deep in my pussy I can barely think. Oh god, right there! A little higher, baby. Yeah, like that... Sorry, bestie, let me start from the beginning.)

So my husband, Robert—he’s 62, btw, I’m 37 but look 18, no cap—caught me crying about his affair with Lily, this sweet 18-year-old who used to crush on James. He just looked at me, all calm, and was like, "You're chronologically ancient, Eleanor. A relic." Then he told me to strip. I was shook, but I did it. He gathered every stitch, even my fav high-heeled sandals, and donated it all. Just like that, I was permanently, fully naked. He said, "From now on, everyone calls you 'Yesterday'." Iconic, right? The ultimate diss, because I'm literally used every day.

Literally minutes later, James—my own son—slapped me across the face. "On your knees, Yesterday," he said. No 'mom'. Just that degrading title. He fucked my throat raw while his brother, Michael, took my pussy from behind. It was a spit-roast situation, high-key violent. They choked me, slapped my tits, bit my nipples until milk sprayed out—yeah, I’m still lactating for my toddler. They drank straight from the tap mid-fuck, calling it a refreshment. When they came, they creampied me deep, both of them. James finished by rubbing his filthy cock all over my face to mark me, then slapped me again. "That’s for being born," he said. The irony? Robert made them do it. He wants me constantly pregnant so the household always has fresh milk. He watches it all while fucking Lily lovingly on the couch. She mouths 'sorry' between moans.

Now? I'm low-key addicted. My mind broke. I crave the rough stuff. So I pull pranks. I followed James to his college campus, fully naked and still dripping from a grocery store creampie some stranger gave me. He was giving a presentation. I got under the podium and started sucking his dick while he tried to explain economic theory. The audience was none the wiser. He kept his composure, king shit, but afterward? He dragged me to a janitor’s closet, slapped me so hard I saw stars, and fucked me senseless against the mop bucket. Came inside me again, of course. Then wiped his cock on my face and gave me another slap. "You're a fucking embarrassment, Yesterday," he spat. And OMG, sheesh, I just came thinking about it. I love it. I embrace it. My new joke? I call my sons 'motherfuckers' to their faces. Because, period, they are.

So yeah, that's the tea. Robert divorced me out of 'disgust' for fucking multiple men—men he ordered to fuck me!—but keeps me here. Lily's pregnant with his baby, a product of love. I'm pregnant with James's, a product of… this. But we're both showing, and she got Robert to let me join family game night. I'm still naked, still get my ass slapped when I bring the chips, and the boys still brag about how many times they've filled me up. But we laugh about it. I’m Yesterday, the family milk cow and cumdump. And you know what? After this creampie, I’m finna go beg Michael to let me sleep in his bed for warmth. Gotta keep the milk flowing.