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

My Story Time:

Alright besties, buckle up because I’m about to spill the tea, and it’s scalding. No cap, my life got so fucking weird after I caught my husband, Robert—who’s like, 62, btw, I was 18 when we married—screwing our son’s childhood friend, Lily. She’s 18, still in high school, and the look on my face? Sheer, unadulterated shook.

So Robert, in this calm-ass voice, is like, “You’re too old, Eleanor. A used-up Relic.” That’s my new name now, by the way. Everyone calls me Relic. Iconic, right? He made me strip right there in the kitchen, and my clothes? Donated. Said I didn’t deserve to wear them anymore. So yeah, I’ve been fully naked ever since. My own sons, Jake and Ben, watched him do it. Their eyes went from horror to… something else. High-key sus.

The minute my last stitch of clothing was gone, Robert looked at the boys and said, “She needs to stay pregnant. We all need her milk.” Then he just… walked away to find Lily. Jake, my 20-year-old, didn’t waste a second. He slapped me across the face so hard I saw stars. “On your knees, Relic,” he growled. I was sobbing, trying to protest, but he just fisted his hand in my hair and shoved his dick so deep down my throat I gagged. I could hear Robert and Lily in the next room, her sweet moans of “I love you, Robert!” mixing with my choked sounds.

Ben, my 18-year-old, didn’t wait his turn. He came up behind me, spit on his hand, and shoved his cock into my pussy raw. No warning, just a brutal thrust that tore a scream from my throat. They spit-roasted me right there on the kitchen floor, Jake fucking my face, Ben pounding my cunt from behind. They were slapping my ass, my tits, twisting my nipples until I cried out. “You’re not our mom,” Jake snarled, pulling out to cum all over my face. “You’re just a Relic.” Ben followed, gripping my hips and emptying his load inside me with a grunt, his cum flooding my womb. They left me there, a naked, used-up mess, dripping with their semen, listening to the sounds of my husband making love to another girl.

And that was just the first day. It’s been months of this. They fuck me every night so I can sleep in their bed for warmth. They drink my breast milk straight from my nipples while they’re inside me. I’m constantly covered in cum—it’s my only outfit. And you know what? My mind… broke. I’m addicted now. I crave their cocks, the slaps, the feeling of being filled. I’ll walk up to Jake while he’s trying to talk to Lily—who mouths ‘sorry’ to me while Robert fucks her—and I’ll just start sucking his dick right there. He’ll get embarrassed, slap me, then drag me off to rail me senseless. After he cums inside me, he’ll wipe his dick on my face and slap me again. It’s our thing.

Lily’s pregnant with Robert’s baby now, her little belly all cute and celebrated. And me? I’m pregnant too, bloated with one of my sons’ baby. My purpose is just to make milk. But at least Robert and I are cool now, like friends. We joke about my name. I told him, “A Relic’s supposed to be old and dry, but my pussy’s always wet and full of your son’s cum. The irony, am I right?” He just laughed.

So yeah. That’s my tea. I’m a naked, pregnant, cum-drenched Relic who gets off on being used by her own sons. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now if you’ll excuse me, I think Ben’s ready for round three, and my mouth is feeling empty. Oof, here he comes…