Aunt May Novels & Stories

I've always had a thing for Aunty. She's my neighbor, a strict woman in her late 30s, but with a body that could make any man drool. Big, juicy tits, a deep navel, wide child-bearing hips, and thick, shaky thighs that jiggle with every step. She's the epitome of a MILF, and I've wanted to bury my face between those thighs since I was a teenager. Aunty is always kind to me, bringing me snacks and letting me play games at her house. But I've always wanted more. I've fantasized about her, dreamed about her, and now, I'm going to make it a reality.

"But you can't address me as a miss, and you have to call me aunt" He wondered inwardly. "Aunt?" Zane was about to turn five years old. He could understand what an aunt meant. He thought, "But isn't mommy's younger sister that evil woman- Agnes?" "Zaney, this is your real aunt." Hailey smiled and patted his little head. "Be good, call her your aunt" Although Zane was naughty, he listened to his mother's words the most. Hearing what she said, he raised his enthusiastic face and said. "Aunt, please give me a hug"

I met Aunt Maya when I was eighteen, and I remember I was about to leave for college. I would never have believed this in a million years with how close they all were. "Before then, my mother made sure I knew enough about her," she began to count with her fingers, "In summary, in my mother's perspective, Aunt Maya was a gold-digging, manipulative bitch who murdered her brother and had Uncle Derinem wrapped around her fingers," "The hate was deep, so I grew in it. Thinking back now, we were being programmed, but we had no clue."

"I'm fine Dad. How are you? I've missed you!' 'I've missed you too my dear.' 'Aunt May.' Sheena called out as she caught sight of the older woman emerging from the room. Mr Woods freed Sheena from his hug and let his daughter go greet her Aunt. Aunt May spread out her hands to contain Sheena. 'My dear.' Aunt May kissed Sheena's forehead and rubbed her back lovingly after she hugged her. 'How have you been my dear?' Aunt May's voice was etched with warm concern. 'I'm fine Auntie. How are you?' 'I feel better now that I've seen you.' Aunt May<

He’s one of those small dicked men (thankfully I haven’t actually seen it, it’s just an assumption), with an ugly comb over and a pot belly. So I guess you could say I'll be having a good ol family reunion, queue the eye roll with a note of sarcasm. "Fucking little slut I don't know why the hell he still wants you" my aunt screeches then gives me one last kick to the side before santering off to do what ever snakes do. It has something to do with eating babies or some shit if I remember correctly. But so t take my words to the bank on that one, I could be confusing it with witches.

"So, where is this place?" "Welcome to one of the resorts set up by our Uncle and Aunt." Quinn beamed. "I think they built this place up from scratch about fifteen years ago or so not long after our cousin was born." "When you say Aunt and Uncle do you mean actual blood related ones?" I asked when I remembered how the four of them called each other's parents like that too since they were so close. "Yeah. Our Aunt is Dad's older sister. I'd introduce them to you but they're at another one of their resorts on the other side of America to manage some business." Quinn explained.

Aunt compliment me. "Thanks aunt!" Aunt Kate suddenly burst into laughter as if she just remembers something. "Time really does fly, now little Xander has got a mate too!" She said. Aunt takes my hand and leads me back to our chairs, Aunt Kate follows behind us. "Right, let's tell Alexa how Xander ends up having May as his girlfriend and you as his wife!" Aunt said. My eyes lits up in excitement, I can't wait to hear his embarrassing moments.

The pain was like a diamond slicing through my skull. Fighting through the throbbing in my head, I realized Sean was James's nephew. "Sean, your uncle gave this to me. I didn't steal it—" I could not even get the words out before he snapped. His hands tangled in my hair, he sneered, "Ella, who do you think you are? My uncle would never fall for someone like you. Do you have any clue who calls the shots in the Foster family? He does! How dare you even touch him?

The banquet hall erupted in chaos. Elaine screamed in disbelief, "Nolan, what did you just call her? How can this woman possibly be your aunt?" Nolan helped me up from the floor and replied impatiently, "Why can't she? This is my Aunt Betty! I won't mistake my own aunt!" The comments went wild: [No way! She really is the male lead's aunt? This is a disaster for the sweetheart!] [Oh my, so she's the youngest daughter in the family. Those are usually doted on by the whole family. The male lead might get punished too, not just the sweetheart!]

Suzy glanced at her grandfather’s coffin. “I’m okay in Baguio, Auntie. Thank you so much,” she answered softly. Her aunt was her mother’s younger sister, but only a daughter born outside of marriage. That was why her mother had always been distant toward her aunt, but Suzy could see more concern and care from this woman than from her own mother and other blood relatives. “If you ever change your mind, don’t hesitate to call me.” Her aunt gently stroked her hair. Her aunt then let her approach her grandfather.