Aunt May Nude Novels & Stories

Eveline felt like her heart was about to explode. Shane. He’d sent her a message while she was in bed, passed out naked, after having sex with his uncle. “So…” Lucien drawled, “when were you going to tell me that I fucked my sweet nephew’s little fiancée? After I’d fucked you again this morning, on the kitchen counter? Or maybe in my bathroom?” Eveline’s breathing staggered as he moved closer, his steps measured and deliberately slow, as if testing how far she could take before running.

I said, putting my face in my hands. “Cade? Sweetheart are you feeling okay,” my aunt Luanne asked from the hall. I heard the doorknob jiggle followed by the stomp of her foot. Both her and my mom had a thing about locked doors. Not that my cousins Cynthia and Annabelle would ever do such a wild thing. The craziest thing they both did was highlight their hair or paint their nails. “Fine thanks, no need to hover,” I said, shoving myself off the bed and grabbing the stupid navy blue dress.

My aunt sat with her back to me and it looked erotic how her ass went up and down and I always saw the wet shiny cock of Manfred in between. Both were breathing loud now and my aunt had already had an orgasm. Also my uncle moaned that he would come soon. "Wait," Cornelia gasped, "I want you to cum in my mouth." Again I was stunned to see her descend from him the next moment and kneel down.

No matter the occasion, he effortlessly adorned any outfit, his sense of style complementing his natural charm. Come to think about it. I had seen Kallum naked in his glory, but I had never really seen Kazimir completely naked. Yes, we mated, but his nakedness was a blur in my head because it all happened so fast and so good that I didn't have the chance to check him out. Why was I thinking about their naked bodies? I groaned inwardly. "I'm excited to meet her," "She'll be ecstatic. And, by the way, her laughter is infectious, and she always has a genuine interest in everyone's lives. No matter the occasion, my aunt knows how to create unforgettable memories."

"I guess it was payback. I knew, I just knew she was going to let you take liberties. Hell, she had your face between her tits in broad daylight. I had no idea how far she'd go. And that poor boy is so smitten with me. I know it drives her crazy how he his around me. She even caught him beating off to a naked picture of me. Now I close my blinds whenever he's around. I wasn't really thinking through things. But if you were going to play with her tits, I was going to let him play with mine." I pulled my hand out of her panties, and rubbed her softly on the outside of them. "Do you want to know the rest?" She nodded. I grabbed the sides of her shorts, and pushed them down her legs. She lifted

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.

My aunt's voice cut through our little make-out. I practically held myself from openly whining about it. We withdrew our lips but our hands were still making contact with our body parts. None of us had disconnected our gaze. I still looked at Maya like she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was, in a way. "Both of you need to get a room, Aunty B's voice came up again. "Meanwhile, Anya did you not bring spare clothes today?"

She takes off her sneakers and socks. I lie down and cover my worry that my aunt will realize she is having a nervous breakdown. “Ora, look at me,” my naked aunt instructs. I look up. In an attempt to pacify her. “I don’t want to see your bits,” I said, gesturing to her nakedness and covering my face with my hands. “You’re going to miss the transformation.” She taunts.

Sean looked on, puzzled, his gaze fixed on me. He gave his friends a covert nod, and they lunged at me like predators. I shrank back into a corner, my voice trembling as I said, "Sean, what are you doing? I'm your uncle's bride! What do you want with me? "Don't touch me. Back off, all of you, just back off! "Sean, do you really want to make a fool of your uncle?" With a harsh slap, Sean pinned me to the ground. "Shut up, Ella. Guys, strip her, take pictures for the press. She'll learn what it means to mess with my uncle's reputation."

NYX While aunt Diane was seated on her usual lounge sofa wearing her usual long flowing lounge dress, her legs spread apart, several girls including myself gathered her. While I sat in front of her massaging her ankles, two other girls massaged her neck and shoulders. Another girl worked on her scalp, causing her eyes to remain fluttered, almost as if she was asleep. Two girls were suckling each of her nipples that was released from her dress while another girl, had her face buried inbetween aunt Diane’s legs, pleasuring her. Her head was buried inside aunt Diane’s dress, obstructing her nakedness from public eyes. Thankfully so.