Aunt May Nude Novels & Stories

Yoga pants that had nearly given me a stroke, crop top that had made concentration impossible, that blue pearl necklace she kept playing with. But there’d been no arm-brushing when you sat eight feet apart reading different books. “I see.” “So?” “So what?” “What did she signal?” “Yoga pants.” Bruce punched my upper arm hard enough to leave a bruise. “Good for you, Uncle Auggie. And good for me – I desperately need a cool aunt who doesn’t turn green when I say the word penis.” Right. Allie would probably turn bright red instead.

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…

Does she live in this mansion with Hayden? “Yes, it’s me…” Auntie said before smiling warmly down at me from above. I tried to get up by using my arms to lift my upper body and that was when I realized the state of nakedness and disarray that I was in. Embarrassed and shocked to be seen this way, I quickly covered my body by readjusting my dress. I guess she’s already seen everything and can already figure out what had happened between Hayden and me so it’s a little too late to cover up anything right now.

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.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Marzon. Chantyll’s mother have tell me a lot of things about you! It is just that I did not expect you to be this charming...” What the hell? I winced when I saw Auntie Amanda’s hands were already on Vren’s arms. In no time, I interfere with their talk. “Auntie, I am going to fit the gown now..” “Oh, yes, yes! This way!” she said and stepped back.

“It was so hot. I gave him head in the back of his limo afterwards.” “Mama,” I gasped out, not really wanting to hear the rest of this story. “Yeah, there is just something so hot about when a mate gets all possessive,” Aunt Janet giggled. “But burning a man alive is next level crazy,” Aunt Janet ended decisively. She shrugged. “I guess if you’re into that, then you do you.” She raised her mug of coffee towards me in a mock toast. “Who am I to judge? My mate and I are into the whole daddy dom/ little girl kink.”

my uncle said gently as he rubbed his hands up and down my mother’s arms. “Jim was just trying to relax you Carol,” my aunt said. “No, he kissed me, I know what he did,” mom replied. “Ssshhhh, just let yourself go Carol,” my uncle whispered in her ear as he moved in and started kissing her neck again. He once again scooted up behind her and started moving her hips. Before my mom could react my aunt leaned over and kissed my mom on the lips, holding her head so that she couldn’t get away. Mom started to cry inside my aunt’s mouth but she soon stopped and my uncle started rubbing her crotch through her pants. Mom and Aunt Suzy broke their kiss and my aunt removed her tank top over her head. Sh