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

My Story Time:

Okay, so, besties, you wanna know how I ended up here, bent over my own son's desk while he rails me from behind and his buddy is waiting his turn? Spill the tea? Bet. Ooh, right there, Michael, just like that. God, your dick feels so deep.

So, yeah, I'm Evelyn. Was Mrs. Evelyn Thorne. Now? They just call me "Antique." Ironic AF, right? Because my husband, Robert—he's like, 62, I'm 37 but look 18, no cap—said I was "too old" when he got caught fucking my son's childhood crush, Chloe. She's 18, still in high school, and the love of his life, apparently. Iconic.

The moment I confronted him? He didn't even yell. Just told me to strip. Said my clothes were for women with a future. Tore my dress right off. Burned everything. So I've been fully naked ever since. No cap, not a single stitch. Ooh, fuck, Michael, yes! Harder!

So Robert makes the rules now. Says if I want to stay under his roof—and where else would a naked "Antique" go?—I have to be useful. My body's the utility. My tits? Not just for my toddler anymore. Everyone drinks my milk now. Robert, the boys, even the damn mailman. And to keep the milk flowing? I gotta stay pregnant. So he tells my sons, "Use her. Breed her." And they do. Oh god, I'm gonna cum!

They started right after my clothes came off. Michael, my oldest, just pushed me against the wall and fucked me raw. No "mom," just "Antique." Slapped me so I wouldn't hold in my moans. Now? After all the gangbangs at Robert's parties… I'm addicted. I need it. So I pull pranks. Like today, I walked into Michael's online class meeting, got under his desk, and started sucking his cock while he tried to give his presentation. Sheesh, the look on his face!

He dragged me in here after, of course. Slapped me, called me a slut, and is now fucking my pussy so hard I can't think. He's gonna cum inside me, fill me up, make sure I get pregnant again. And later, he'll rub his dick on my face and slap me again. It’s how he says goodbye. My own son. The irony is so spicy it hurts. But my pussy… oh god, my pussy is clenching… I’m cumming! Fill your antique up, baby! Make me a mom again!

And the whole time? Robert and Chloe are probably in the next room, fucking and whispering "I love yous." That’s the real tea. Now, who’s next? Your dick looks lonely.