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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, spill the tea? Buckle up, this is a whole-ass saga. So, I'm Lily. Was Lily Anderson, then Lily Thorne for, like, ever. Now? Now everyone, even my own kids, just calls me "Yesteryear". Iconic, right? So fucking ironic. I gave birth to my oldest, Jason, when I was 18, and my husband, Richard—who’s 62, btw, he knew me since I was in pigtails—told me I was "too old" at 37. Even though I look, and I quote, "barely legal." His words, not mine! The AUDACITY.

So, the day I caught him with our family friend, Chloe—who’s 18 and was low-key in love with Jason—he didn't even deny it. Just looked at my naked body after he made me strip and burned my clothes and was like, "Yesteryear, you're just the milk cow now." No cap. He moved Chloe into our bed that night and I had to beg Jason to let me sleep in his. The deal? I get body warmth, he gets to use my pussy. A bet I took, because, yikes, the living room floor is cold and hard AF.

So here I am, always naked, always covered in… well, mostly cum. It's my new outfit. Richard makes me keep it on, says it’s my lube. My tits are still full of milk from the toddler, but now it’s not just for her. Jason, his friends, Richard when he’s thirsty—they just grab a tit and drink. While they fuck me. Which is… all the time.

Oh, fuck, Jason, right there! Don’t stop… So yeah, Jason was the first. Minutes after I was naked, he slapped me across the face, called me Yesteryear, and shoved his dick in my cunt. No warning. Just hate-fucked me raw on the floor while Richard and Chloe watched from the doorway, making out. He came inside me, obviously. They all do. Gotta keep me pregnant, gotta keep the milk flowing. He came all over my face after, wiped his cock on my cheek, and slapped me again. "That’s for being a slut, Yesteryear."

And you know what? After a while… my mind just broke. I got addicted. The slaps, the choking, the feeling of a cock pumping cum deep into my womb… it’s all I think about. So now, I want it. I’ll pull pranks. Like last week, I went to Jason’s school conference, fully naked, still dripping from two of Richard’s business associates using me in the parking lot. I walked right up to him while he was talking to his coach, got on my knees, and started sucking his dick under the table. He tried to keep talking, but his voice got all shaky. Sheesh. He dragged me to a janitor’s closet after, slapped me so hard I saw stars, and fucked my throat until I gagged, then pounded my pussy from behind, biting my nipples and drinking my milk the whole time. Came inside me, of course. Marked my face with his dick and gave me another slap. "You embarrassing little cunt, Yesteryear."

And I just laughed, gasping for air. "What’s wrong, motherfucker?" I wheezed. "Can’t take a joke from the whore who birthed you?" He hates when I call him that. It’s my favorite thing.

Chloe’s actually sweet. She tries to mouth 'sorry' to me when Richard’s fucking her brains out on the kitchen counter right in front of me. She got him to let me join movie nights. I sit there naked, my belly starting to swell with Jason’s baby, while they fondle my tits for milk and slap my ass. Jason brags about how many times he’s creampied me this week, and I’ll joke, "Yeah, and the little fucker who came out of this pussy is now the one filling it back up. Full circle, period."

Richard just chuckles, feeding Chloe a strawberry. We’re weirdly cool now, like besties again. He loves his teenager, I’m a cum-drenched, pain-slut milk bar. And honestly? After this gangbang at their wedding reception later—gotta keep the guests entertained—I’ll probably beg Jason to fuck me again. I’m just a thirsty, used-up Yesteryear. And you know what? It slaps. Literally. Now, who’s next? My mouth’s free.