Aunt May Nude Novels & Stories

"I wouldn't do anything that would hurt you. FYI, the massage requires no shirt or bra. I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable being topless in front of your nephew." "You are oblivious to your surroundings, aren't you? I sleep nude under my nighty. If I can do that, being topless face down is a walk in the park. Plus, let's not kid each other; you have no interest in a mid-fifties' woman. I appreciate the flirting, but I'm not an idiot. You are my nephew, and even if you were not, you'd have no interest in me." Aunty wasn't joking with this statement. For the first time, I noticed that she seemed lonely and just looking for some attention.

He grinned as he picked up his suit jacket from the bed. “Oh fuck, yeah!” Agnes murmured sitting up on the bed, she reached for her black gown on the bed and began putting it on. “Zip me up..” She stood before Matt and the latter fondled with her zipper until he got it right. “I wonder what your uncle looks like, do you think he'll like me well enough for you?” Matt scoffed. “You mean Uncle Ryan? The chances of him coming over is very slim. It's almost like stealing the eiffel tower”

He cursed at Agar and turned to face me. “And what makes you think he hasn’t fucked me yet!” I said as anger burned through me, I shouldn’t stay to hear the rest of what he has said but I wanted to know, especially if it’s something I was doing that could also let people know that my husband hasn’t fucked me, hell he hasn’t even looked at me. “My uncle doesn’t do sloppy seconds, my dick has been inside you, trust me he wouldn’t put it in you even if his life depended on it”

She was about fifteen years older than me, and I couldn’t help but sneak glances down her blouse when I could. Aunt Clair wasn’t a supermodel, but with the right makeup, she was stunning. She carried a few extra pounds, though they were well-distributed and contributed to her curvy figure—particularly her 38D chest. Her dyed auburn hair highlighted her striking green eyes. Most notably, Aunt Clair seemed to enjoy showing off her assets to anyone and everyone. I’d overheard my mom complain to Dad more than once that Clair should "cover those puppies up" during family gatherings. Dad would nod and mumble agreement, but I suspected he appreciated the view as much as the rest of us males.

Gabby leans down and whispers to me, information I really didn't need to know, but Gabby is a sharer after all. The man backs away from Bennu and takes Aunty Bridget by the hand, pulling her in close; they begin dancing together. I never thought I'd witness my lesbian aunty grinding up against an almost naked man and loving it, so I feel that this is something I do need photographic evidence of.

A silence louder than the train stretched among us, and I felt like I had pushed a bit too far, until my Aunt broke the silence. “We plan to do that, “ she began, then looked around the table like she wanted confirmation before continuing, “None of them or you are responsible for what others have done.” What she said is true. I've met the brothers, despite our business deal, and spoken briefly to their grandmother. They seem like friendly people, though they have greedy people around them. Pa's voice pulls me out of my daze. “We will make things right in due time.” Nodding in agreement, Mom said, “ Yes.” She looked down at her hands on her lap. “ I wish I knew what happened to my daughter.”

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.

She said as she gasped dreamily. Gosh my Aunt...... "Aunt....?" I said whinnying. "What do you think of Common pretty please ?" She sounds like a desperate teen . Gosh. "Hmm we are not um like ahh like that but he is really hot without shirt." I said blushing as I imagined him. He always sleeps bare chest at night , Aunt sighed dreamily.

(he touches her nose) Aunt Natalie: Now I'm definitely sure this is the Blair you've been talking about Austin: Blair, meet my aunt, Natalie, Aunt meet my wife, Blair Blair: Hello Aunt Natalie: (shakes her hand) I've heard so much about you from Austin Blair: I'm sure you have (smiles) Aunt Natalie: You're even more beautiful then I imagined, and you have a nice smile and a nice voice Blair: Thanks Austin: You should hear her sing Aunt Natalie: I will one day Austin: So Blair, Why're you here? Blair: I came to prove your innocence, Watch this... (She shows him the footage and video clips

My name is Nicky Roberts. I'm a college student crashing at my uncle's place nearby. I've always been hairy for my age—nineteen, full of hot blood, and craving women more with each passing day. Every night, I'd find a porn video, secretly blow off steam with one of my aunt's stockings, then toss it back in the washing machine. My aunt's a flight attendant. First thing after work every day, she peels off her stockings. She has an oval-shaped face, creamy skin, and a pair of breasts so huge even her uniform can't hide them—buttons practically ready to pop. Just picturing her body in my head is enough to get me off.