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

My Story Time:

Okay, so, bestie, spill the tea time. My name's Evelyn. Or, well, it was. Now everyone, including my own kids, just calls me Dried-Up. Ironic, AF, right? Because I'm 37 but look 18, and I'm constantly, constantly wet and full of cum. My husband, Robert—he's 62, btw, a whole daddy—caught me crying about him banging Lily, this sweet 18-year-old who used to crush on my oldest, Mark. He just… stared at my naked body—I was changing after nursing our toddler—and said, “You're too old, Evelyn. Chronologically, you're expired.” Then he took all my clothes. Every. Last. Stitch. Burned them. Said if I was so ancient, I didn't need to hide my “youthful” body anymore. Told Mark, right then, “She’s not your mom. She’s Dried-Up. Use her to get her pregnant again. We need the milk.” Period.

So, yeah. That was that. Now I live naked, covered in a permanent layer of sticky cum—it’s my only outfit, no cap—getting railed by my sons and their friends to keep my tits full of milk for the whole house to drink. Robert only fucks Lily now, and they’re so in love, it’s actually kinda cute. Meanwhile, Mark just finished using me. He slapped my face, choked me while he fucked my pussy raw, and came deep inside. As he pulled out, he rubbed his dripping cock all over my face—gotta mark his property—then smack again. “Move, Dried-Up. Your mouth’s next.”

So, uh… where was I? Right. So now, this guy—Lily’s dad, actually—is next in line. He’s looking at me, all this cum leaking out of me, and I’m just like… sigh… “Hey, listen, before you start… Oof! Okay, yeah, just… just gimme a sec to finish the story…”