Aunt Erotic Story Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

Alpha Zain’s aunt sat on a long couch that looked more comfortable than the bed I had back at home, and it was only when she gestured for me to sit on the small chair in front of her that I did so. The woman brought out a small book and pen and began to jot some things down before she bothered to look up at me through her thick glasses. “Now, tell me child, what exactly happened between you and my nephew when I locked you both up together… and don't even think of lying to me, because I will know. I always know.” “Are you going to start from the part where the both of you almost had sex or…” Scarlet added from nowhere and if we were alone I would have laughed.

Margot was gasping now, tilting her hips toward my mouth so that I could take more and I didn’t need a priest to tell me that she was enjoying every bit of it. The entire building echoed with her delicious moans and whimpers and I felt my own cunt dripping at the sound she was making as I ate her pussy out. “Oh fuck… more! It feels so fucking good. I want more! Please don’t stop, Auntie.” She begged desperately as she grounded her cunt against my mouth and I took her clit gently between my teeth. She wants more. She’s going to get more. ____________

“W… what?”, he stuttered as I put the phone on speaker. “Don’t touch dare act oblivious, Amelia told me about it, you’ve been fucking her all the while we were dating? How could you, and you knew she was my friend, I’m here being faithful and you’re out there fucking everyone? Having sneaky links really? And you thought I wasn’t going to find out?”, I screamed at him. “Ava I’m sorry it was just a one time thing i-“

After kissing my aunt's cheek, I claimed my seat and took a banana from the table. Although I didn't intend to, thoughts of last night grabbed my attention. Eriol’s lovely mouth on my core, the way his tongued flicked, how he made a feast of it, and how his cold piercing nudged at my flesh... Shit. I shook my head quickly. Now is not the time to think about that! “So, how was your night?” Aunt Marcella asked. There was a hint of mischief in her eyes that I couldn’t disregard. In response, I slightly choked on the banana when I thought she was asking about my tryst with her butler.

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

She kissed her favorite man on the cheek, "No harm done; can we order Chinese for dinner?" "Sure sweetheart." I responded. This 65-year-old grandfather had only fucked one other woman since my wife had died of pancreatic cancer, nearly three years before. That had been an Avon saleswoman who offered more than perfume, for a price. The Avon lady took home a very good commission that day, for a job well done. It had been a long time since I busted two loads in one day but, with the image of Amanda's gorgeous tits in my mind, I was compelled to visit my bathroom again, for relief.

“Look at you. Taking Master so well. You love being owned, don’t you?” “Yes— Daddy— Master— I love it— I love belonging to you—” He ate her pussy after that. Slow and loving at first, then greedy. Sucking her clit, tongue-fucking her, fingers curling deep until she came again, thighs clamped around his head, moaning loud enough the neighbors probably heard. She sucked him after. On her knees between his legs, messy and desperate, moaning around his cock like she couldn’t get enough. “Master— you taste so good— I love your cock— please use my mouth—”

My aunt had approached me without noticing, then, with tears in her eyes, she hugged me tightly. “You still have a lot to learn, son.” I did not know much about what to do here, but even without knowing the situation, I always help as much as I can in the hope that things can get better somehow. A few more hours passed, I was talking with my aunt about what had happened. Her husband had been unfaithful with one of her best friends, so she, with no hesitation, decided to end that relationship that had been going on for more than 20 years.

I immediately became aroused, dirty thoughts filling my head and pushing me to the point of desperation. Pressing my back against the door, I bit my lips, quietly slipping my hands in between my legs and towards my soaked panties, closing my eyes as beads of sweat formed on my forehead, my breathing ragged. Just behind it, my uncle was having sex with random woman he brought in for the night. Her moans rang out and I secretly imagined that it was me he was fucking like that. I could literally hear the sounds of his thrusts as he pounded into her.