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

My Story Time:

(The story is narrated by the Wife, now known as 'Furniture', as she is being used by two of her sons. Her tone is confessional, breathless, and laced with millennial/Gen Z slang.)

Okay, bestie, spill the tea? I'll try, but my son Liam is… oh, fuck… right there… he’s fucking my pussy so deep right now. And Noah is shoving his dick down my throat. I’m Furniture now, period. That’s my name. The irony? Iconic, because I still look 18, no cap.

So, my ex, Richard—he’s 62, I’m 37—caught me crying about him and my literal high school babysitter, Chloe. He was like, “You’re chronologically ancient, Furniture. The clothes are donated.” He burned my favorite dress. Slap! See? That’s Liam reminding me to focus.

Now I’m always naked. Richard only fucks Chloe. He made a rule: “Get pregnant, keep making milk for the house.” So my own sons… mmmh, yes, bite my nipple, Noah… they use me. Every night, I beg to sleep in their bed for warmth. They creampie me, high-key trying to breed me. The toddler’s milk? Now it’s for everyone. They drink straight from the tap mid-fuck.

Chloe and Richard are true love, she’s pregnant and it’s beautiful. Me? I’m just their milk cow. My mind broke, ngl. Now I’m addicted to this. Oh god, I’m gonna cum! I even pull pranks. Yesterday, I gave Liam a blowjob while he was on a Zoom call for school. He was so shook trying to stay composed. Afterwards? Slap! He fucked me raw, came in my cunt, wiped his dick on my face, and slapped me again. Main character energy, right?

So here I am, Furniture. Pregnant again. Belly out. Chloe’s trying to get Richard to be nice, let me join movie night. But for now? Fuck, both of you, fill me up! I’m cumming! …This is my life. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Sheesh.