Aunt May Nude Novels & Stories

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

And Mico doesn’t need to know about this story. “I won’t hold a grudge about this matter. And I’m sorry about my mother, I will talk to her.” “Thanks, I appreciate that.” I smiled at him to let him know everything was alright. “Well, now that you’re his wife. I should call you Aunt Aurora.” he teased. “Oh, please. Don’t just call me Aurora. We’re at the same age and you know that.” We both chuckled. “Kidding aside, if you need anything, I will be here. You can call me anytime, Au. Especially now that you are part of the daily, and you are carrying my cousin.”

Allene "We should wash up," I said immediately as we entered the room, lifting my head to look at him. He nodded, his hand sliding down my back to squeeze my ass. "Yeah, let's go," he replied, voice rough from moaning. He sat up first, pulling me with him. My legs wobbled a little as I stood, but he steadied me with a hand on my waist. We left our clothes on the floor and walked naked to the bathroom. The tiles felt cool under my feet, a nice change from the warm bed.

My sister disappeared because of my aunt, Renee Dover. She smiled and said, "Our little Candy is so pretty. It'd be a shame not to get her into kids' modeling." Then she took three-year-old Candy away. She claimed the shoot had been too crowded and that Candy had wandered off on her own. My parents searched for over ten years. When they finally found her, Candy was chained up in a house deep in the mountains. She had given birth to seven children, and her mind had broken long ago. She died on the way home. The grief destroyed my parents too. They lost their minds and were killed when a car struck them. Aunt Renee seized their inheritance and gloated, "Your mother should've lent me th

The moment I stepped out of the cab, I could already hear laughter spilling from Aunt Matilda’s house. The place screamed old money. Heavy iron gates, well-pruned flowers, and that faint, delicate scent of spices and tea that hits your nostrils the moment you open the door. Four heads turned. Aunt Matilda and three of her friends were perched on rare antique chairs. There was sudden silence. It wasn't because I was important. It was because they were already talking about me in their heads. Rebecca Greene. The spoiled daughter. The pretty, useless one. The woman who married someone beneath her and still managed to lose herself.

Belina scoffed, her voice laced with venom. Rose, standing nearby, snorted with disgust. “Goodness, Uncle Damien married a devil like himself.” Jeana couldn’t help herself. “That wretch used to be your son’s girlfriend, Aunt Belina,” she sneered, her words dripping with spite. Belina gasped, looking at Aaron with shock and disbelief. “Aaron… is that true?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Aaron’s face hardened, the anger in his eyes barely contained. “She’s a nobody’s mother. I know her well,” he muttered, turning away from them, unable to bear the looks of pity or judgment.

I was enjoying this when for a while until I got a message from my aunt, Julie. Aunt Julie was my mom’s sister. In the message, She texted that wanted me a few days before to meet her husband. “We’ve been married for years now and yet you’ve never attempted to get to know each other!” She texted. “But Aunty, you know I don’t really like being with the family,” I texted back. “You still have to come.” She was having some work event , some adult party and she wanted me to come. I wasn’t really interested. Then she said;

Muka- the eldest, Xperia-the smartest, Leo- the mood maker, Niphea- the perfectionist, Mai- The athlete, and Catherine - the outcast. They gave each other a glances. Glances of excitement and nervousness. "Tomorrow, You'll going to the Academy. I have some few words to remind you to protect the image of our family", Aunt Bun continue. Her hair is kinda short that makes her more scarier. She's wearing brown trouser and white blouse. Her face is youthful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful outhful

"Me, I'm your one and only direct Aunt, my sweet nephew. And I've come to help you grow back your manhood. Like you call it, dick or cock, whatever floats your boat, Whadh." Couldn't move nor say a word, except to stare at that… ugly, looking goddess wearing such darkness as clothes, covering almost nothing. There's more, but till then…

Can my older aunt ever submit to someone younger like me? As she left, my eyes drank up the sight of her ass. She was always wearing a different kind of small shorts around the house, each one a danger to my health because of how tightly stretched they clung to those juicy, jiggling fat. Aunt Jenna has a full rack. Her ass was so fat, it has invaded my dreams more times than I could count, and I’ve jerked off to thoughts of it at least twenty times a week. The way it jiggled whenever she walked by, the way it always sat high in her shorts, the way sometimes the undersides of her ass spilled out of her shorts… It was such a sight.