My Steamy Story: Fully naked Wife narrates story describe...

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, so I’m like, the main character of my own messy-ass Lifetime movie, no cap. My name is Chloe, and this is how I ended up as the household’s official ‘Relic’.

So, yeah. I was Chloe Mercer, 37 but looking like a damn college freshman, wife to Richard Mercer, 62, and mom to four. My main vibe was driving my sons, like my oldest, Ethan, absolutely insane with my pranks. I’d jokingly hit on him, call his childhood crush, sweet little Lily—who’s 18 now, btw—my “future daughter-in-law,” just to see his face get all red. Iconic. Slay.

Then I caught Richard fucking Lily. Like, full-on, in our bed. He didn’t even get mad when I confronted him. He just… looked at my still-youthful body and was like, “You’re too old, Chloe. This ends now.” He made me strip, right there. He took every single stitch of my boujee clothes and my sick 2+2 sports car and sold them off to his gross friends. Poof. My entire identity, gone.

Aah! Sorry, Ethan just shoved his dick back in my pussy from behind. Mmm… yeah, he hates when I call him Ethan. It’s just ‘motherfucker’ now, which, iykyk, is literally true. Ooh, fuck! He’s pinching my nipple so hard, I can feel the milk starting to leak.

Anyway, Richard moved Lily into his room that same night. I had to beg Ethan to let me sleep in his bed. The deal was… this. Rough, abusive sex. Every. Single. Night. At first, I fought it. But after a few weeks of being used by him and his friends at Richard’s private parties… my brain just broke. I got addicted. I needed a cock in my cunt every second, needed the slaps, the choking, the feeling of being spit in. Aah!

See? Like that. He just pulled my hair back and hocked a loogie right into my open mouth. I have to swallow it all or he’ll slap me again. Mmm… it’s the closest I get to a kiss anymore.

Richard divorced me for “being a whore,” which, big yikes, since he’s the one who made me one. But he lets me stay. My job is to get pregnant so my tits always have milk for everyone. My daughters just squeeze my nipples into their glasses and call me ‘Relic’. Even Lily, who’s actually kind to me, has to call me that to please Richard.

Ooh, I’m gonna cum! Just like that, motherfucker! Don’t stop! YES! Fuck! I’m cumming! Aah! Aah!

…Okay, so that’s the tea. Now I’m just the naked, dripping ‘Relic’, addicted to my son’s cock, while Richard and Lily fuck like true love’s teenagers in the next room. And you know what? I’m low-key happy. As long as I’m getting fucked, I don’t have to feel a thing. Period.