My Steamy Story: Wife's Son who's in love with New Girl d...

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, buckle up because this tea is piping hot and messy as hell. So, there I was, ‘Wife’, big yikes, right? My son—let’s call him Eli—had been low-key in love with our neighbor, Maya, since they were kids. I shipped it hard, calling her my future daughter-in-law, joking I’d steal him first. Iconic delulu behavior, I know.

Then, plot twist: I caught my husband, Maya, and a bottle of lube. The betrayal was next level. My husband, the GOAT of scumbags, was clapping her cheeks. Eli was devastated. I found him in the garage, shaking, and sheesh, the look in his eyes… it wasn’t my boy anymore.

He didn’t say a word. Just pushed me against the wall, his hands rough on my tits. I was still naked from my shower. “Forget her,” he growled, and I just… broke. My pussy was wet almost immediately, traitorous AF. I whispered, “Use me, baby. Let it out.” And he did. No foreplay, just his thick dick slamming into my cunt from behind, each thrust making me gasp. He’d spin me around and slap my face, crack, with every pound. “You like taking it for her, you stupid slut?” he’d grunt. And God, I did. I came so hard my knees buckled.

Now? The irony is so thick. My belly is round with his baby, leaking milk constantly because that’s all I’m good for now—the household dairy cow. I saw Maya the other day, glowing and pregnant too, holding my ex-husband’s hand. She looked at me with pity as her dad dragged me by the hair to the pantry for a quick, rough fuck against the butter churn. Another slap, another thrust. This is my purpose. My son’s bastard kicks in my belly, my tits ache with milk, and my cunt is always ready for the next dick, the next slap. It’s all I deserve. Period.