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My Story Time:

Okay, so, you want the full tea on how I, Chloe Ashford—well, now everyone just calls me “the Relic”—ended up like this? No cap, it’s a wild ride. So picture this: I’m 37, but I look, like, 18 on a bad day, right? My husband, Marcus Thorne—he’s 58, btw, total DILF when I was in high school—anyway, he catches me catching him with our family friend, Elara Vance. She’s 18, and she used to be low-key obsessed with our oldest son, Liam. I was always like, ‘just date already!’ but the plot twist? She fell for Marcus instead. Iconic, I know.

So Marcus, he’s not even mad. He just gets this look and is like, “You’re too old for me, Chloe.” Sheesh. And then he tells me to strip. Right there in our bedroom. I’m sobbing, but I do it. He bundles up all my clothes—my cute skirts, my heels, everything—and donates them. Says from now on, I’m just “the Relic.” A used-up thing nobody wants. The irony? My pussy is literally dripping just remembering this part. Fucked up, I know.

So now I’m just…naked. 24/7. And Marcus moves Elara into our room. The first night, I’m shivering on the living room floor, and my son Liam—he’s 19—walks by. He looks at me, his own mother, with this disgust…and this hunger. I beg him, “Please, let me sleep in your bed, I’m so cold.” He just smirks and says, “Only if you’re useful.” Oof. That was the first time. He dragged me to his room, slapped me right across the face—Aah!—so I wouldn’t look like Mom, and then…he fucked me. Hard. Called me Relic the whole time. And I hated it… until I didn’t. The slaps, the choking, the way his cock just filled me up… it rewired my brain, bestie. I became so addicted, I can’t go a second without something inside me. Not one second.

Which brings us to now. See? I’m trying to spill the tea to you, but my other son, Noah—yeah, the 17-year-old motherfucker—is currently pounding my cunt from behind at this dumb family BBQ. His hand is tangled in my hair, and his cock is hitting so deep—OH, FUCK! Right there!—Sorry. Where was I? Right. So Marcus divorced me for being a slut, which is hilarious because he made me one. He and Elara are expecting a baby, and so am I—thank you, Liam’s creampies—so we’re both showing. It’s a whole vibe.

Noah just slapped my ass and said, “Quit yapping, Relic, and take this dick.” And honestly? I’m gonna. This is my life now. I’m the household milk dispenser and cock sleeve, and you know what? I’m not even mad about it. This dick feels too good. I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop! Just like that! Fill me up, you little motherfucker! YES!