Aunt May R34 Novels & Stories

“Derek fucked me last night in the garage… but it wasn’t enough. He never is. I kept thinking about you, Alan. About how big and hard you look when I notice the imprint of your heavy dick through your shorts. I need a real man.” Her confession hit me like lightning. My aunt, my hot, curvy aunt, was seducing me in my parents’ shower while they were away. The taboo made my cock surge to full hardness in her soft hand. She dropped to her knees on the wet tile without another word. Water cascaded over her as she looked up at me with those slutty green eyes. “Let Aunt Riley take care of you, baby.”

"How do you have my mom's seal? Who the hell are you? What gives you the right to make decisions for her?" I looked into his eyes and announced in a loud, clear voice, "Because she's my biological aunt."

Shane. His bare feet were planted on the rug she’d bought, and the taunt muscle of his calves squeezed as he thrust forward. There was a woman, on her knees between his legs, a cascade of honey-blonde hair covering her face. Her head bobbed up and down, one hand braced on his thigh and the other working the base of his shaft in a tight, twisting stroke. Eveline’s breath hitched as her gaze went to the blouse again. She was in shock—unable to think—but something flashed through her mind. She’d seen it somewhere—at a Christmas party her fiancé had forced her to attend. Maya. His colleague from the marketing department.

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!]

She never wants to try learning to drive, and we often tease her about it. Aunt Mary is my father's sister, and fifteen years ago, she met her mate, Uncle Marcus, and settled in the Nightwalker pack with him. She is cheerful and straightforward, often likes to joke around, while Uncle Marcus is mature yet humorous. He always spoils Aunt Mary like a child. After fifteen years together, they are still deeply in love, a fairy-tale couple envied by everyone. However, the only regret is that they still do not have children, which we all find unfortunate, except for my mother. My mother often compares herself to Aunt Mary; since Uncle Marcus is a Gamma and my father was just a soldier, my mother f

In my last life, it happened at the welcome party for my newborn brother. My aunt Vivian forced her way into the nursing room while my mother was changing and carried Noah out. By the time my mother came out in clean clothes, he was gone. Vivian argued that she had only taken him out to show him to the guests, and that my mother was the one who hadn't watched her own child. The security footage was destroyed on purpose. My mother couldn't find any new evidence, and in the end the investigation into his disappearance was closed. After that, my mother was never right again. She spent every day murmuring Noah's name, and six months later she was in a car accident. My father searched for three y

Raven recalled moments Aunt May would just sit with tea and watch the birds, the statue and the joyful growing of the spring plants in the yard. “What are you doing just standing there?” Most days her still brown hair was swept up into a plastic clasp. “Come give your favorite aunt a hug,” Without wasting any more time, Raven embraced her aunt warmly, and Louis and Tessa watched the scarce play out. “But you’re our only aunt,” Raven smiled as they broke off the hug. “Aren’t I still your favorite?” She questioned, and Raven nodded her head in reply. “Anna!” Aunty May exclaimed. She never used Raven’s middle name, unless she did something wrong. “What did I tell you about nodding?” She asked,

Surely they saw us coming in together. They all stared at her as she smiled awkwardly, now the center of attention, and I hated it. That look in their eyes, even the ones with girlfriends. I understood them, but I still hated it. She seemed fine anyway. “She's actually my Aunt.” I managed to say painfully. It was pretty hard when all I wanted to do was let those predatory eyes know that I've fucked her, and she'll be taking my cock for a long while. “Way to go man, bringing an Aunt.” Ian smiled thoughtfully. Men, Candice stole the attention and she knew it.

Mom says as she slips off the bed, "I'm going to leave you in Petey's capable hands and go find Pat and make him make love to his wife. See you Sunday evening for dinner, Peter Jackson Phillips, don't be late. Unless you are plugging your auntie there, then call first." We all chuckle again, and I say, "Yes, Mom." She slips out, relocking the door. "Well, Aunt Carrie, ready for round two?" I ask as I start stroking anyway. She moans and just nods, smiling broadly. After another good ten minutes, I give her another orgasm with a bit more energy and fierceness. She arches her back when she orgasms, also clamping her pussy muscles down on me, and I fill my sweet aunt with a nice big load of my

She leans into me. - Let me chop this for you. - Thank you very much. Her smile is radiant. - No, Markus, since she's here to help me, you can go rest, or study in your room. We can manage on our own. - Okay, Aunt. See you later. I go to the living room to watch a documentary. Two hours later, they've finished preparing everything. My aunt discreetly signals me to follow her. She goes upstairs, and I find her in my room. As soon as I enter, she locks the door and throws herself at my lips. I kiss her back and quickly turn her over, we don't have much time. Without further ceremony, I lift her dress, tear her panties, and enter her slowly. She's even tighter than usual, I think she hasn't don