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

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Alright besties, let me spill the tea on how I, Chloe, went from a stay-at-home mom to the family’s fully naked, free-use milk dispenser. No cap, it’s a wild ride.

So, I’m 37 but look 18, right? My husband, Marcus, is 62. We had a whole thing—married when I was barely legal, kids, the works. My oldest son, Liam, is 19. Anyway, I caught Marcus banging our 18-year-old family friend, Lily. The girl I’d been calling my “future daughter-in-law” for years, since she and Liam had that whole unspoken love vibe. Iconic betrayal, sheesh.

When I confronted him, Marcus was like, “You’re too old, Chloe. Chronologically, it’s over.” Then, while I was in the shower, he took all my clothes. Every. Single. Piece. Burned them. He said, “From now on, everyone calls you ‘The Relic.’” Yeah. ‘The Relic.’ As if I’m some ancient, used-up thing, even though I’ve got this baby face and a body that won’t quit. The irony is not lost on me.

Minutes after I’m standing there dripping wet and naked, my own son, Liam, walks in. He doesn’t even look me in the eye. Just slaps me across the face, hard. “On your knees, Relic,” he says, his voice cold. I’m so shocked, I do it. He unzips his pants and shoves his dick into my mouth, fucking my throat rough while his dad watches with this bored look. I’m gagging, tears streaming, but he just holds my head down. “Gotta keep you pregnant,” Marcus says casually, like he’s discussing the weather. “We all need your milk.”

That was just the start. Now, I’m always naked. My body is just… public property. Liam and his friends use me constantly. They’ll be fucking me from behind, one hand choking me, the other slapping my ass raw, and they’ll just lean down and bite my nipples to drink my breast milk mid-thrust. It’s their “refreshment.” They always finish inside me, creampie after creampie, because getting me pregnant is the whole point. Marcus divorced me out of “disgust” for sleeping with multiple men… the men he told me to sleep with. The cognitive dissonance is strong.

My mind… broke. But in a weird way? Now, I’m addicted. I crave the rough sex, the slaps, the feeling of a cock pumping cum deep into my pussy. So I started pulling pranks again. My old cheeky self came back, but now it’s sexual. Like, I’ll find Liam studying with friends, get under the table, and just start sucking his dick while he tries to give a presentation. He’ll try to stay composed, his voice shaking, until he finally snaps, slaps me, drags me to another room, and fucks me senseless. After he cums inside me, he’ll wipe his messy cock all over my face and slap me again. “That’s for embarrassing me, Relic.”

The wildest part? Lily—sweet, kind Lily—feels bad. She’ll mouth “sorry” to me while Marcus is fucking her on the kitchen counter. She convinced Marcus to let me join family movie nights. So there I am, fully naked, my tits leaking milk, sitting on the floor while Liam’s friends casually grope me. They’ll brag about how many times they’ve filled me up that week, and I’ll just laugh and make a joke like, “What can I say? This Relic’s still got a tight warranty.” Everyone laughs. Even Marcus. It’s so fucked up, but it’s my life now. I’m just the household appliance. A fuck-toy and a milk cow. And honestly? My pussy drips just thinking about it.