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(Story Title: Relic)

Okay, so, spill the tea. My name is Elena, and I’m 37, but no cap, I still look 18. My husband, Robert, who’s 52, high-key married me right out of high school. We were that iconic, happy, best-friend couple, fucking like rabbits. I just had our third kid, a toddler, so my tits are full of milk. Iconic, right? Bet.

So, Robert started fucking my son Liam’s childhood crush, Chloe. Chloe’s 18, still in high school. I found out and confronted him. Big yikes. He was just chilling in his office, and was like, “You’re chronologically ancient, Elena. A relic. Too old.” And then he told me to strip. I was shook. He took every single piece of my clothing—my wardrobe, everything—and had it all donated. Just like that. I was standing there, fully naked, and he said, “From now on, everyone calls you ‘Relic’. You don’t get to be ‘Mom’ anymore.”

The second the door closed, my oldest son, Liam—who’s 19, btw—walked in. He looked at my naked body, my leaking tits, and his face went cold. No “Mom”. Just, “Get on your knees, Relic.”

So I’m on my knees, and he slaps me right across the face. Smack. Oof. It stung, but… sheesh. He shoved his dick in my mouth, fucking my throat rough, holding my head down. I was gagging, trying not to choke. “Swallow it, Relic,” he grunted, and I felt his cum shoot down my throat. He pulled out, slapped my tits—spank—making milk spray, and then bent me over the desk. He shoved his cock into my pussy, bareback, no lube, just pounding. I tried to hold in my moans, but he slapped my ass so hard—crack—I screamed. “Louder, you used-up whore,” he hissed. He came inside me, filling my cunt, and then shoved his still-dripping cock all over my face, smearing his cum on my cheeks and lips. Slap. Another hit to the face. “Now get out.”

That was just the first time. Now, I’m always naked. I have to beg to sleep in Liam’s bed for warmth, which means his cock is in my pussy every night, him sucking milk from my nipples while he fucks me to sleep. Robert hosts parties where Chloe is the main event—he fucks her so lovingly, telling her she’s his “beautiful teenager”—while I’m the side piece for all his friends. Gangbangs, spit-roasting, you name it. They creampie me over and over, trying to knock me up again so my milk keeps flowing.

My mind… it’s breaking. But in a good way? Like, all I can think about now is cock. Semen. The slap of skin. I’m addicted. So now, I pull pranks. Yesterday, Liam was giving a speech at a college thing. I walked up, fully naked, cum still dripping from my pussy from the party the night before, dropped under the podium, and started sucking his dick while he tried to talk. He was so mad, his face was red. After, he dragged me to a supply closet, slapped me—smack—and fucked my throat and pussy raw. “This tiny dick that came out of my womb feels pretty big going back in, huh?” I gasped, and he choked me harder, cumming inside me again. He wiped his cock on my face and slapped me once more for good measure.

Robert divorced me, out of “disgust” for me fucking other men… the men he makes me fuck. The irony is a whole mood. But get this: Chloe, sweet Chloe, she convinced him to be nicer. So now, sometimes, we have family game night. I’m still naked, they still call me Relic, and the men fondle my tits and drink my milk straight from the tap while talking about how many times they’ve creampied me. I just laugh and make jokes. “Relic by name, relic by nature,” I quipped last week, and Robert actually chuckled. We’re like… friends again. I’m pregnant—Liam’s, probably—and so is Chloe, with Robert’s baby. We’re both showing. Her pregnancy is a celebration. Mine is just to keep the milk stocked.

And as Liam fucks me from behind right now, his hand around my throat, his other hand squeezing milk from my nipple into his mouth, I realize… I’m finally happy. This is all I need. The pain, the slap of his skin on mine—spank—the thick heat of his cum flooding my cunt. OMG, yes! Just like that. Don’t stop.