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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie. So, let me spill the tea on how I, Natalie Foster, ended up here. It all started when I caught my husband, Richard—he’s, like, 62, no cap—in our bed with our neighbor’s daughter, Chloe. She’s 18 and was low-key in love with my son, Jacob, but… yeah. So I confronted them, right? And Richard just looks at my 37-year-old, still-looking-18 ass and goes, “You’re too old, Natalie. Time’s up.” Then he made me strip. Ripped my dress right off. Burned everything. Said from now on, everyone would call me… The Relic. Icons, I know. The irony, because I literally look younger than Chloe.

So now I’m just… The Relic. Always naked. Richard moved Chloe into his bedroom and I had to beg my sons to sleep in their beds. Jacob—oh, fuck, right there—he’s fucking me so hard right now. Sorry. He lets me stay for warmth if I… ahh… if I let him use me. Which… god, yes… I need it. He never calls me mom anymore. Just slaps my face and calls me The Relic before he rams his dick into my pussy.

Richard makes me have sex with other men too, and my sons, to keep getting pregnant so I’ll keep producing milk. He and everyone else just drink it straight from my tits whenever they want. It’s… it’s all to feed the household. Jacob’s cumming inside me right now, filling me up, just like his dad wants. He’s pulling out and—slap—right across my face. Told you. Now he’s rubbing his wet cock all over my cheeks to mark me. Another slap. “Shut up, Relic.” And… and he’s leaving. Chloe’s trying to be nice, mouthing ‘sorry’ to me from across the hall where Richard’s fucking her, telling her he loves her. And me? I’m just here, dripping his son’s cum, waiting for the next guy to use me so I can make more milk. It’s my life now. Pathetic, right? But… don’t tell anyone I said that.