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

My Story Time:

Alright, bet. You want the tea? Strap in, bestie. I’m Giselle. Was Giselle Harrington. Now? My ex-husband Robert, who’s 62, btw—yeah, I was 18 when we married—just calls me ‘The Relic’. No cap. It’s iconic, really. He said I was ‘too old’ at 37, even though I still look 18, and then he gave all my clothes to his new girlfriend, Chloe. She’s 18, and she’s actually really sweet, low-key. She mouths ‘sorry’ to me while Robert’s fucking her brains out right in front of me.

So now I’m just…here. Always naked. Robert doesn’t touch me anymore. Says I’m used up. But he still wants my milk because I’m breastfeeding our toddler. His solution? He told my sons—Mark and Liam, they’re 19 and 17—“Go on. Breed The Relic. Keep her pregnant. The milk is for everyone.” And oh my god, they listened. They stopped calling me mom the second my clothes came off.

So here’s the scene. I’m on my knees in the living room, trying to explain this to you, and Mark is just… destroying my throat from behind. His dick is so deep I’m gagging, tears in my eyes. He pulls out just so I can gasp, “And then… hack… Liam, he just…”

SLAP. Mark’s hand cracks across my face. “Shut up and suck,” he grunts, shoving his cock back in. I can hear Robert and Chloe in the kitchen. She’s moaning, “I love you, Daddy!” and he’s telling her she’s his perfect little girl. Meanwhile, Liam walks over, his dick already hard. He slaps my other cheek, hissing, “You humiliated me at school today, you fucking whore.” He’s talking about when I crawled under the table during his study group and started sucking him off until he had to drag me out. He was so embarrassed.

He doesn’t wait. He just flips me onto my back on the rug and rams his cock into my pussy. It’s so rough, I cry out. “Fuck! Yes!” Mark kneels by my head, feeding his dick back into my mouth, using me to spit-roast myself. They’re both slapping my tits, pinching my nipples until my milk sprays. They lean down to suck it right off my skin, biting my nipples as they keep pounding me.

“This little dick came out of my cunt,” I moan around Mark’s shaft, looking up at Liam. “And now it’s… oh god… fucking me back in. You’re such a motherfucker.” He slaps my face again for that, but it just makes him thrust harder.

I feel them both getting close. Mark grunts, “Swallow it, Relic,” and floods my throat. I gulp it down, and the second he pulls out, Liam slams into me one last time, his body shuddering as he pumps his cum deep into my womb. He collapses on me, then rolls off, wiping his still-dripping cock all over my face. “Disgusting,” he mutters, before delivering one final, stinging slap.

I’m left there, a mess of spit, cum, and milk, throbbing and full. Robert walks past with Chloe in his arms, heading to their room. He glances at me, dripping with his sons’ seed, and just shakes his head. “See?” he says to Chloe, kissing her forehead. “Old and used up. Let’s go, baby.”

And the crazy thing? I’m lying here, my pussy still clenching around nothing, and I’m already thinking about how I’m gonna prank them tomorrow. I can’t help it. The rougher they are, the more I need it. I’m totally addicted. It’s the only thing that feels real anymore. Sheesh.