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

My Story Time:

Okay, so… no cap, bestie, let me spill the tea about how I became the household’s favorite free-use milk fountain. Oh, fuck, right there… yes, Ethan, just like that… don’t stop… Sorry, my eldest son, Ethan, is currently balls-deep in my pussy, reminding me I’m not ‘Mom’ anymore. My name is… well, my legal name is Chloe Finch. But around here? They call me The Relic.

I gave birth to Ethan when I was 18, fresh out of high school, marrying my then-boyfriend, Robert, who’s in his late 40s now. I’m 37, but I look 18, period. Robert loved my baby face and tight body… until he met Lily. Lily is 18, Ethan’s childhood crush—Aah!—Sorry, Ethan just slapped my tits. He gets pissed when I talk about her. Anyway, Robert and Lily fell in genuine love. When I confronted him, he said I was “too old,” a “used-up relic,” and that was that. He tore my clothes off, burned them, and decreed I’d be naked forever. The Relic.

Mmh… God, your cock feels so good… Ethan and his brother, Jake, started fucking me that same night. No warning. Just… use. It was rough, abusive. Slaps, choking, biting my nipples until I screamed. They’d cum deep inside my cunt, then rub their dicks on my face to mark me before a final slap. I hated it… until my mind broke. Now? I’m addicted. I crave their thick cocks slamming into me, the pain, the fullness. I even pull cheeky pranks. Last week, I snuck under the table during Ethan’s online class and deep-throated him on camera. He tried to stay composed, but after class? Smack. He fucked me raw in the hallway, creampied me, and called me a filthy Relic. It’s our thing now.

Robert only fucks Lily. He watches me get used while he’s inside her, whispering how much he loves his “teenage girl.” Lily mouths ‘sorry’ to me between moans. She’s kind, I guess. She even got Robert to let me join family movie nights. I sit there naked, my sons groping my tits for a sip of breast milk—I’m still lactating from my toddler—while they brag about how many times they’ve filled my womb. I just laugh and make jokes. “Gotta keep the milk flowing for my motherfuckers,” I say. Ethan slaps me for that one, but he’s smiling. It’s a whole vibe.

Robert divorced me out of “disgust” for sleeping with multiple men… men he ordered me to fuck! The irony is not lost on me, bestie. Now, Lily and I are both pregnant—hers with Robert’s love child, mine with… probably Jake’s seed. My belly is just a means to an end, a milk factory. And you know what? I’m high-key living for it. This Relic has never been more useful… or more full. Don’t stop, Ethan… I’m gonna cum!