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

My Story Time:

Okay, so you want me to spill the tea on the day my whole life turned into some fucked-up, boujee reality TV show, period? I’m Emily, or I was. Now everyone just calls me Granny. Bet you can guess the vibe. I’m 37, but I look 18, no cap. My husband, Charles, who’s like 63 and used to fuck me like, daily, decided I was “too old” and moved on with my son’s childhood crush, Lily. She’s 18, still in high school, and living in my old bedroom.

The day I confronted him? Iconic. He was like, “You’re used up, Emily. Time to retire the clothes.” And just like that, he made me strip. Everything. Burned it. I’ve been fully naked ever since. The first thing he said after? “The boys need to keep you pregnant so we don’t run out of milk.” I was still breastfeeding our toddler, so my tits were already leaking. Sheesh.

Literally minutes later, my sons, Ben and Alex, walked in. They didn’t even look at my face. Ben just slapped me, hard, and growled, “On your knees, Granny.” That was my new name. My own kids don’t call me mom anymore. I tried to hold in the moans, I swear, but when Alex shoved his dick down my throat from behind while Ben started fucking my pussy raw, the slaps just kept coming until I was screaming. They came inside me, both of them, filling me up. Then they wiped their cocks on my face and slapped me again. “That’s for being a slut,” Ben said, like it wasn’t their idea.

Now? I’m low-key addicted. My mind broke. I wake up with one of their cocks already inside me, using me as a fucking cock-warmer. I pull pranks now, like when Ben was giving a speech at a school thing and I crawled under the table and started sucking him off. He tried to keep talking, but his voice got all shaky. Oof. Afterward, he dragged me to a closet, slapped me, fucked my throat until I gagged, came in my mouth, and made me swallow. “You’re a disgrace, Granny,” he spat, then slapped me again. And I just smiled, because all I could think about was when his tiny dick, the one I pushed out of this cunt, would be hard enough to fuck me again.

Charles watches all this while fucking Lily on the couch, telling her he loves her. Lily mouths ‘sorry’ to me between moans. It’s a whole thing. Now I’m pregnant, Lily’s pregnant, and my only purpose is to be a milk cow and a cumdump for my sons and their friends. The irony is so extra. I’m just here, getting railed, waiting for the next load so I can stay lubed up and bred. It’s my life now. And honestly? I can’t imagine wearing clothes again. This is just… easier.