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

My Story Time:

Look, I’m just gonna spill the tea, okay? I’m Amelia, or I was. Now everyone, including my own sons, calls me "Ragdoll." Yeah, no cap, it’s an ironic-ass nickname because my ex-husband, Michael—who’s like, 62, for the record—said I was "too old and used up" at 37. Even though, IYKYK, I still look 18. The moment he got caught with Chloe—our son Liam’s childhood crush, she’s 18—he made me strip in the living room. Tore my clothes off himself and burned them. Said, "From now on, you’re just Ragdoll. You’re here to get pregnant and make milk."

So here I am, always naked. Oof, sorry—Liam’s fucking me from behind right now, and his brother, Noah, just shoved his cock in my mouth. Sheesh. They haven’t called me mom since that day. Michael watches from the couch, fucking Chloe, telling her he loves her. It’s… a whole vibe.

Anyway, after the divorce, Michael’s like, "I’m disgusted you fuck other men," even though he makes me do it! The irony is not lost on me, bestie. So now, Ragdoll gets used. The boys creampie me rough, slap my face, choke me… and honestly? My mind broke. I’m addicted. I need a dick inside me 24/7. Oh, fuck, Liam’s cumming in my pussy… yes! Fill me up! Mmmh…

So now I pull pranks. Like, I’ll be at a PTA meeting for my daughter—who slaps my tits for dominance, btw—and I’ll just drop under the table and start sucking Liam off while he’s trying to talk to the principal. He has to stay composed, but his dick gets so hard. He’ll drag me out after, slap me, fuck me in the janitor’s closet, and then wipe his cum all over my face. I’ll laugh and call him a motherfucker—because, I mean, he literally is—and he’ll slap me again. It’s our thing.

Chloe’s actually kind. She got Michael to let me join movie nights. I’m still naked, guys still grope me and drink my breast milk straight from my nipples—gotta stay pregnant for that—but we can joke around. I’ll make a joke like, "They call me Ragdoll ‘cause I get tossed around so much, but at least I’m never stiff!" and Michael will actually laugh. We’re weirdly cool now.

Chloe’s pregnant with Michael’s baby, and I’m pregnant with… probably Liam or Noah’s. We bond over that. But my pregnancy? Just a means to an end. More milk for the household. More lube for the next gangbang. Speaking of, Noah’s pulling out and cumming on my face… fuck, it’s so warm. Yeah, smear it, baby. Mark your Ragdoll.

And that’s my life. Fully naked, constantly used, and low-key loving the rough stuff. My ex is my bestie, my sons are my fucktoys, and my new title is… iconic, in a messed-up way. Now, who’s next? My pussy’s free and dripping. Come get your turn.