My Steamy Story: Story is about sex and taboo. Gemma i...

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Okay, so let me spill the tea. My life did a full 180, no cap. One day I'm Gemma, a 32-year-old mom with my husband George and our two kids, and the next… yikes. This little shit, Freddie, a 14-year-old gang leader who barely comes up to my tits, decided he wanted me. His crew beat George senseless, hurt my babies… I was shook. They threw them out of town, and Freddie made me stay. I was sobbing, begging, but he didn’t care. Period.

So now I’m his. The first time, he pushed me onto the bed, his tiny hands all over my 6-foot frame. He was obsessed with the height difference, whispering, "Look how fucking small I make you, you giant slut." He ripped my clothes off, his mouth going straight for my lactating tits. The second his lips latched on, I moaned, God, I hated that I moaned. My body betrayed me so hard. He sucked hard, milk dripping down his chin, and his little dick was already rock hard. He rubbed it against my thigh, and I was like, "Please, don't," but he just laughed.

He forced my legs open. My pussy was so wet, high-key from the fear and… something else. Sus, I know. He lined up his cock, and sheesh, it was thicker than I expected for a kid. He didn’t hesitate, just shoved all the way inside my fertile cunt in one go. I gasped, my nails digging into the sheets. "You take this dick, you fucking milf," he grunted, pounding into me with this crazy energy. The sound of our bodies slapping together was so loud. I could feel him getting close, his breath hitching. "Gonna cum in you, make a real baby," he snarled, and I came, too, my whole body shaking. I felt his hot cum flood my pussy, and he collapsed on top of me, a tiny, sweaty weight. Big yikes. My life was officially over.