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

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, let me spill the tea. My name's Chloe. I was 18 when I married my husband, Marcus—who’s, like, 48, no cap. Iconic age-gap romance, right? We were happy AF, always fucking like rabbits. I gave him three sons—Liam, Noah, and our toddler, Leo—so yeah, I’m 37, but I still look 18, period. The body is a blessing, sheesh.

Everything changed when I found Marcus fucking our son’s childhood friend, Lily. She’s 18, still in high school, and she and my oldest, Liam, had this whole unspoken love vibe. I’d even called her my “future daughter-in-law” as a joke. Big yikes.

When I confronted him in our bedroom, Marcus just smirked. “You’re too old, Chloe. Chronologically, you’re used up.” My jaw dropped. He told me to strip. I was shook, but he tore my dress off, then went to my closet and started piling all my clothes into a trash bag. “From now on,” he said, his voice cold, “your name is ‘Spent.’ That’s all you are. A spent hole.”

So that’s my life now. I’m just ‘Spent.’ My kids don’t call me mom. Liam and Noah stared at my naked body the second Marcus left the room. Liam’s eyes were full of disgust…and something else. He slapped me across the face, hard. “On your knees, Spent,” he growled.

That was the first time. No cap, I tried to fight it, to hold in my moans. But Liam fucked my throat so deep I gagged, while Noah took me from behind, his cock pounding my pussy raw. They came inside me, one in my mouth, one in my cunt, then wiped their dicks on my face and slapped me again. “Thanks for the warm-up, Spent,” Liam said, shoving me to the floor.

It’s like that every day. Marcus divorced me but keeps me here. He and Lily have passionate, loving sex everywhere—the kitchen counter, the living room rug—while he makes me get gangbanged by his friends so I’ll stay pregnant and lactating. My tits are always sore from men and my own daughters biting my nipples to drink my milk. I’m just the household milk cow.

My mind… broke. Now, I’m addicted. I need a cock inside me every second. I even pull cheeky pranks. Last week, I snuck under the dinner table while Liam was talking to Lily. I took his soft cock into my mouth, sucking him hard while he tried to give a toast. His voice cracked. Everyone saw. After, he dragged me out, slapped my face, and fucked me brutally against the wall. “This little dick you birthed is all you’re good for now, Spent,” he grunted, cumming inside me again. I just moaned, “I know, baby. Mama’s taking care of your needs.”

Lily got pregnant by Marcus. I’m pregnant by Liam. Our bellies show at the same time. At movie night, Marcus lets me sit with them now, thanks to Lily. I’m naked, of course. Men fondle my tits for milk and slap my ass. Liam brags about how many times he’s creampied me this week. I just laugh and say, “What can I say? Your son has main character energy in my womb.” I’ve embraced it. I’m Spent. And I’ve never been more full.