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

My Story Time:

Okay, so, high-key, I need to spill the tea on how I got to this point, but you have to understand the full context, bestie. I’m Seraphina, but no one calls me that anymore. My husband, Arthur—who’s like, 62, no cap, and married me right out of high school when he was in his 40s—caught me crying about him fucking our son’s childhood friend, Chloe. He just looked at my 37-year-old, still-18-looking ass and was like, “You’re chronologically ancient, Sera. Too old.” Then he made me strip, right there. Took every stitch, even my cute sandals, and donated it all. Iconic, right? So now, my name is Relic. That’s it. Just Relic. I’m always naked. My own sons, Liam and Noah, stopped calling me mom the second my clothes hit the floor.

So, right now? Liam is fucking me from behind, raw, his cock slamming into my pussy like he’s trying to break me. Oof! Sorry, he just… he slapped my ass so hard. Sheesh. And Arthur is over on the couch, making out with Chloe, whispering how his “beautiful teenager” is the love of his life. The irony is not lost on me.

Anyway, after the clothes thing, Arthur told me, “You need to stay pregnant, Relic. We all need your milk.” So he lets anyone use me. Liam and Noah were the first. They’d just… walk in and take what they wanted. Slap my face so they didn’t have to see their mom, choke me while they fucked my throat… it was rough. My mind… kinda broke? But in a good way? Now I’m just… addicted. I crave it. The slaps, the feeling of a cock pumping cum deep inside my cunt.

Like right now. Oh, fuck! Liam’s cumming! I can feel his dick pulsing, filling me up. Yes! Just like that! Breed your fucking Relic! He’s pulling out and—ah!—slapping my face. “Disgusting whore,” he says. Then he rubs his wet cock all over my cheeks, marking me, before shoving me off the bed. I’m on the floor, his cum already leaking out of me, and I see Noah unbuckling his pants. He’s hard, and he’s looking at me like I’m a piece of meat. Which I am.

And you know what? I’m gonna look up at him and smile. I’ll say, “What’s wrong, motherfucker? That tiny little dick I pushed out of this pussy finally big enough to come back in?” He’ll slap me for that, hard. But then he’ll fuck me harder. And I’ll love every second. Because at least when I’m being used, I don’t have to watch Arthur whisper “I love you” to Chloe while he fucks her gently. This is my family now. This is all I’m good for. Period.