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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, let me spill the tea while my son’s best friend, Jake, is literally balls-deep in me from behind, and my son, Jason, is slapping my tits raw as he waits for his turn. No cap, it’s a whole situation.

So, I’m Lily. My husband, Robert, who’s 62 to my 37—yeah, I know, the math is sus—caught me confronting him about his side-piece, Chloe, who’s 18 and was low-key in love with Jason first. The AUDACITY. He was like, “You’re chronologically ancient, Lily. Time to glow down.” Then he just… took my clothes. All of them. Donated my favorite skirts and heels. Said from now on, my name was ‘Yesteryear’. I mean, yikes.

So now I’m ‘Yesteryear’, permanently naked. Robert moved Chloe into our bed and told Jason and his friends I was a free-use milk dispenser. The first time Jason fucked me, he slapped me so hard I saw stars, choking me as he rammed his cock into my dry pussy. “You’re not my mom, you’re just Yesteryear,” he grunted, biting my nipple until I screamed, the milk spraying. He came inside me right after, no cap, filling me up. Now it’s a whole thing. I beg to sleep in his bed for warmth, and he fucks me unconscious, his dick still inside me as a cock-warmer.

Right now, Jake’s pounding my cunt, his grip tight on my hips. “This old pussy still grips so tight,” he groans. Jason slaps my face. “Shut up and take it, Yesteryear.” I can’t even—oh, fuck! I’m cumming! Their cocks, the slaps… it’s all I think about. Robert and Chloe are probably fucking lovingly in the next room, and I’m just here, getting bred by my son’s friend so my tits keep leaking for everyone to drink. The irony is iconic.