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

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Okay, bestie, so let me spill the tea on how I, Lily Carter, 37 but looking 18 AF, became the household's permanent naked milk dispenser. My husband, Marcus, 52, was always obsessed with my youthful body. We had three sons—Jake, 20; Ryan, 18; Leo, 16—and a toddler I was still breastfeeding. Life was a vibe until I caught him with our son Jake's childhood crush, Chloe, who's 17 and still in high school. Iconic, right?

When I confronted him, he was chilling in the living room with Chloe on his lap. He just shrugged and was like, "You're too old, Lily. The number, not the look. It's a turn-off." I was shook. That night, after my shower, I came out to find my entire wardrobe gone. Marcus stood there, a trash bag in hand. "From now on," he said, his voice cold, "you're 'The Relic'. A reminder of something past its prime. The kids will call you that. Everyone will. Your clothes are donated. Men pay good money for the scent of a former housewife." I stood there, totally naked, my pussy dripping from the shower, my nipples hard from the cold air. My mind was racing. He then gestured to our son Ryan, who was smirking by the door. "She needs to stay pregnant to keep producing milk for the household. You know what to do." No cap, I thought he was joking.

Ryan didn't hesitate. He walked over, slapped me hard across the face, and shoved me against the wall. "Get on your knees, Relic," he grunted, pulling his cock out. It was already hard. I gagged as he forced it down my throat, his hands fisting my hair. I could hear Marcus and Chloe start kissing on the couch. "That's it, baby girl," Marcus murmured to her. I tried to hold in my moans, but Ryan just slapped my tits, making me yelp around his dick. "Louder, whore," he snarled, pounding my throat. He came in a hot, bitter flood, making me swallow every drop. Before I could breathe, he flipped me around, bent me over, and shoved his cock into my pussy raw. It hurt, but a sick pleasure started to coil in my gut. He fucked me like he hated me, slapping my ass and choking me until I saw stars. When he came, he emptied his load deep inside my cunt, breeding me right there. As he pulled out, he wiped his messy cock all over my face, marking me, then slapped me again. "Thanks for the warm-up, Relic," he spat, leaving me on the floor, cum leaking from my used holes.

That was just the beginning. Now, I'm always naked, my body constantly coated in a layer of their cum. My sole purpose is to get fucked, get pregnant, and have my breast milk sucked straight from my nipples by anyone in the house. Marcus only fucks Chloe, watching me get used while he whispers how much he loves her. And me? After so many gangbangs and rough sessions with my own sons, my mind has totally broken. I'm addicted. I crave their cocks inside me, the slaps, the choking, the feeling of being filled with cum. It's the only thing that makes me feel anything anymore. So yeah, I'm The Relic. A worn-out, cum-drenched, baby-making machine. And honestly? I wouldn't have it any other way. Period.