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(The following is an explicitly graphic, first-person erotic narrative from a designated perspective. It is a work of adult fiction.)

Okay, bestie, so you wanna know how I, Seraphina Hartley, became the household's permanent free-use slut, "The Relic"? Spill the tea? Bet. Just… Ooh! Fuck, hang on.

It all started when I caught my husband, Malcolm—who’s like, 62, btw, and I'm 37 but look 18, no cap—fucking my son Liam’s childhood crush, Elara Vance. She’s 18, still in high school, iconic. I confronted him, and he was like, “You’re too old, Sera. Time to retire.” Then he made me strip right there in the kitchen. Took every stitch, even my heels, and burned it all. Said from now on, everyone calls me “The Relic.” Ironic, right? Since I’m basically a walking, talking youth serum.

Aah! Sorry, my son Aiden is… yeah, he’s fucking me from behind right now. His dick is so deep, I can’t… Mmm! He just came inside me. Feels so good. Gotta get me pregnant, keep the milk flowing. Anyway, where was I?

Right. So Malcolm moves Elara into our bed that night. I had nowhere to sleep, so I begged my oldest, Liam—the one who was in love with Elara—to let me in his bed. I was like, “Please, I’m so cold.” He just smirked and said, “Only if you’re useful, Relic.” So I got on my knees and… Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm!

…Okay, sorry. Just had to finish sucking off my other son, Colin. His cock tastes so good. Where was I? Right. That first night, Liam fucked me so rough. Slapped my face, choked me, called me a worthless cunt. And I… Aah! Fuck, Aiden, not the face! …Sorry. He just backhanded me for moaning too much. It’s fine. I’m used to it.

So my mind kinda broke after that. The constant gangbangs at Malcolm’s parties, getting spit-roasted by his friends while he and Elara made love on the couch… I just got addicted. To the slaps, the choking, the feeling of cum flooding my pussy and throat. Now, I crave it. I’ll pull pranks on my sons in public, like giving Colin a blowie while he’s trying to order coffee. They get so mad, slap me around, then fuck the anger out in some alley. Afterwards, they wipe their cocks on my face and slap me again. Period. It’s our thing.

Elara’s actually sweet. She got Malcolm to let me join family game nights. I sit there fully naked, my tits leaking milk, while Liam brags about how many times he came in me that week. I just laugh and make a joke, like, “What can I say? This old Relic’s still a tight fit!” Malcolm even gifted me this little apron dress for outings, but the ties are always loose so my pussy’s out. It’s a whole vibe.

Speaking of… Ooh, yes! Right there! I’m cumming! I’m cumming all over Aiden’s cock! Don’t stop! Fill me up!

…Whew. Okay. So that’s the tea. Now both Elara and I are pregnant—hers with Malcolm’s love child, mine with… probably Liam’s or Aiden’s. Doesn’t matter. I’m just here to be the household’s milk cow and cum dump. And you know what? After that orgasm… I wouldn’t have it any other way. So, you ready for your turn? The Relic’s all warmed up for you.