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

My Story Time:

Alright, besties? Buckle the fuck up, because I'm about to spill the tea on how my life went from basic suburban mom to… well, this. Mmh! Sorry, my son, Ben, is just… reminding me to keep talking while he… Ooh, right there… uses my pussy. Yeah, you heard me. My own son.

So, my name is Lillian. Or, it was. My husband, Robert – he's like, 62, I'm 37 but look 18, no cap – caught him fucking our neighbor's daughter, Chloe. She's 18, still in high school, and the girl my oldest, Ben, has been in love with since they were kids. I was always like, "Go get her, future daughter-in-law!" Iconic, right? The irony.

When I confronted Robert, he was all calm, like, "You're too old, Lillian. Chronologically. It's over." Then he made me strip. Just… commande me to take off every stitch. He took my clothes and burned them. Said from now on, everyone would call me "Yesterday." Yeah, like the Beatles song. Because I'm "so yesterday." He said it with a smile. My mind was shook.

The second I was naked, Ben walked in. He looked at my body – this young, hairless pussy, these tits still full of milk from my toddler – and his eyes just went cold. He didn't see his mom. He saw a thing. Robert just nodded at him and said, "She needs to stay pregnant. Keep the milk flowing. For the household."

Ah! Fuck, Ben, slower…! See? That's what I mean. He just… started. Slapped me right across the face so he wouldn't have to look at my eyes, pinned me down, and fucked me. Rough. Choking me, biting my nipples until they bled a little milk, cumming deep inside my cunt. And when he was done? He wiped his dick on my cheek and slapped me again. "Get out of my way, Yesterday."

That was months ago. Now? Oh god, I'm gonna cum…! Now, I'm high-key addicted. The slaps, the choking, the feeling of any cock pumping a load into me… it's all I think about. I even pull pranks on Ben. Like last week, he was giving a presentation for a school project over Zoom. I crawled under his desk and started sucking his dick. He was trying so hard to keep his voice steady! After his call, he dragged me to his room, slapped me silly, and fucked me so hard I saw stars. I just laughed and called him a motherfucker. I mean, he is, right?

Robert divorced me out of "disgust" for sleeping around… even though he set it all up. The irony is not lost on me. He and Chloe are genuinely in love, fucking everywhere, whispering "I love yous." Meanwhile, I'm the household milk cow. Anyone – the postman, Robert's friends, my other sons – can just grab me, suck the milk straight from my tit, and use any hole they want. They all creampie me. Gotta keep me knocked up.

The only one who's kind is Chloe. She mouths "sorry" to me while Robert fucks her. She convinced him to let me join family movie nights. So now, I sit there fully naked, my belly round with Ben's baby (Chloe's pregnant too, with Robert's), while the men feel me up and talk about how many times they've railed me. I just make jokes. "What can I say?" I told them last night, "I guess I'm not just 'Yesterday's news… I'm Yesterday's cream-pie." They all laughed. Ben slapped my ass and told me to see him after the movie. Which I will. Gladly.

Because this is my life now. A fully naked, semen-coated, breastfeeding cumdump. And honestly? After the first hundred slaps… you stop feeling the sting and start feeling the need. Oh yes! Fill me up, Ben! I'm gonna cum…! So, yeah. That's my tea. Spilled. Now, who's next?