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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, buckle up because this tea is piping hot. I’m Sophia, but literally everyone, including my own kids, calls me “Fossil” now. Ironic, right? Because I’m 37 but look 18, no cap. My husband, David—he’s 62, we have an… history—caught me spying on him and his new girlfriend, Lily. She’s 18, and she used to be in love with my son, Jason. The whole thing is a mess.

So David, my high school sweetheart who married me the second I turned 18, looks me dead in the eye and goes, “You’re too old, Fossil. Time to retire the clothes.” And just like that, he made me strip right there in the kitchen. He donated every single stitch. I’ve been fully naked ever since.

It gets wilder. To “keep me useful,” David decided I needed to stay pregnant to keep producing breast milk for the whole household. He doesn’t touch me anymore—he’s too busy fucking Lily lovingly in every room—but he ordered our sons, Jason and Ben, to… take care of me. The first time, I was sobbing, begging Jason to stop. He just slapped me across the face, choked me, and shoved his cock into my pussy, whispering, “You’re not our mom anymore, Fossil.”

They’d use me rough like that daily, slapping my tits, biting my nipples until milk streamed out, and always, always finishing inside me. The creampies were so deep. I’d be leaking their cum for hours. At first, I hated it, tried to hold in my moans. But after so many private parties where I was just a free-use hole for David’s friends… something broke. Or maybe clicked.

Now? Oof, I’m addicted. I crave that rough abuse. So I started pulling pranks again. Like last week, Jason was giving a presentation for his college class on Zoom. I crawled under his desk and started sucking his dick on camera. He was trying so hard to stay composed! After his call, he dragged me to his room, slapped me so hard my vision blurred, fucked my throat until I gagged, then pounded my cunt from behind. “You like that, you fossilized slut?” he grunted. And God, I did. I came screaming, feeling his cum flood my womb.

After, he wiped his dick on my face and slapped me again. “Remember your place, Fossil.”

The kicker? David divorced me for being a “used-up whore”… the whore he created. He and Lily are genuinely in love, and she’s pregnant too. We’re both showing now. Her pregnancy is celebrated. Mine? It’s just to keep the milk flowing. Sometimes, when Lily sees me getting used, she mouths ‘sorry’ between her own moans. She convinced David to let me join movie nights, so now I sit there naked, my sons fondling my breasts for a drink of milk while they joke about how many times they’ve bred me. I just laugh and make a joke about my title: “What’s the difference between a Fossil and a juice box? One gets squeezed for everyone’s drink, the other… oh wait, that’s me too.” It gets a slap, but hey, at least I have my best friend David back… even if he’s just watching his sons rearrange my insides while he holds his pregnant teenage girlfriend. Sheesh.