My Steamy Story: Sex with: Multiple men and one woman ...

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, so let me spill the tea about the day my entire life yeeted into the sun. I’m Olivia, but now everyone just calls me the Relic. Ironic, right? Because my husband, Marcus—who’s like, 62, btw—looked at my 37-year-old, still-looks-18, breastfeeding-a-toddler ass and said I was “too old.” No cap. He caught me sunbathing naked, took every stitch I owned to donate, and was like, “You’re the Relic now. Your only purpose is to stay pregnant so we all have fresh milk.”

So here I am, fully naked, 24/7. My sons, Liam and Noah, stopped calling me mom immediately. They were the first ones to use me. Liam slapped me right across the face—oof—so he wouldn’t have to look at me as his mother, shoved his dick in my pussy from behind while I was still crying on the floor, and came inside me. “Breed the Relic,” Marcus said, watching with his new girl, Elara—she’s 18, and she mouthed ‘sorry’ to me while Marcus was kissing her neck.

Now it’s just… normal. I’m addicted. I need it. Like right now, I’m trying to tell you this, but Liam’s fucking my throat from behind—gag, choke—sorry, sheesh—and Noah is pounding my pussy raw. They just switch when one needs to drink. They’ll bite my nipples, suck the milk out right in the middle of fucking me. It’s… oh god, yes… it’s all I think about.

Marcus divorced me out of “disgust” for fucking our sons, which is the biggest yikes ever since he made me do it. He only fucks Elara now. They’re in love, it’s actually kinda iconic. I see them everywhere. I help Elara with tips to please him—like, “girl, he loves when you lick his balls during a blowjob”—because I want them to be happy. My mind is broken. My body is just a milk factory and a cumdump.

And the pranks I pull now! The other day, I waited until Liam was giving a speech at a school thing for our daughter. I crawled under the podium, took his cock out, and started sucking it while he tried to talk about… economics, I think? He was trying so hard to stay composed, but his voice kept cracking. Afterward, he dragged me to a janitor’s closet, slapped me so hard my vision spun, fucked me senseless, creampied me, wiped his dick on my face, and slapped me again. “That’s for embarrassing me, Relic.”

Elara’s pregnant with Marcus’s baby. I’m pregnant with… probably Liam’s or Noah’s. Who even knows. We bond over our baby bumps sometimes, while someone is usually groping my tits for a drink. Marcus even lets me join movie nights now, as a friend. I’m still naked, people still slap my ass and talk about how many times they’ve came inside me, and I just laugh and make jokes. I’ll be like, “What can I say? I’m a relic, but I’ve got that timeless drip.” And then someone will pour a glass of my breast milk and we’ll all cheers.

It’s my life now. And honestly? Oh fuck, I’m gonna… both of you, don’t stop… I’m cumming! …Honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m the Relic. Period. Now, who’s next? My mouth’s free.