Aunt May R34 Novels & Stories

I said while embracing the aunt near me like a friend. Tante smiled sadly, "Auntie only wants aunt's children to accompany aunt, aunt's children are always busy working. He even always refused the blind date that aunt had planned. Huh, I'm a useless mama! " “Tante, what are you saying! How many aunt do you have? " "Aunt has two children, aunt's first child named Akira and the second child named Aresha. We just moved here " " Then why is aunt sad? Are both aunt's children busy working? "

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.

“Do you like this? Do you like me pumping my cock into you?” Aunt Val bit her lip and looked at me. “Yess, keep fucking your Aunt. Keeeep fucking meee.” I looked down and saw that her hand was now at her pussy and she was furiously rubbing away at her clit. She pinched it and twisted it. I started squeezing her tits harder and this cause her to moan loudly. I leaned over and whisper to her. “Shhh Aunt Val or you’ll get us caught.” She smiled. “That’s not such a baaad thing. Maybe your Mom would join usss.”

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.

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 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

It was sexy, and I blushed as my breath caught. Surely, he would smell my arousal, and it made me embarrassed. Like I needed to cover up. It wasn’t until he growled again that I snapped back to reality, stuttering as I explained, “I… I just wanted to help you find a new mate.” Uncle approached me, so close that Mia was becoming intoxicated with his scent and very hard to control. Didn't he feel this too? "Listen, I don't need a mate or a Luna," he husked out with authority, making me shiver.

One hand held my hip. The other worked my pussy fast. He added a third finger to open me more. The full pushed me to the end. My body shook. He leaned over me. His chest on my back. Mouth at my ear. "Come for me, Allene. Squeeze my cock with your ass." His teeth bit my ear soft. That did it—I broke. Screamed into the sheets as my ass held him tight. Pussy wet over his hand. Lights flashed in my eyes. All I knew was the feelings taking me.

And now, she was being sent into it, alone. She turned desperately to her mother, who sat stiff and pale beside her husband. “Mama… you can’t be serious. I don’t even know him. I’ve only seen Uncle Keiran twice in my whole life. He…he’s practically a stranger.” Her mother’s lips parted, but her father cut her off with a raised hand. “Enough, Aaira. This is not a debate.”

"Oh, look! Your sister is starting the cake! Come on, Orion, you know how she gets if we aren't there to cheer for her." Noah grabbed Orion’s massive hand with his own small, soft one, tugging on him with all his might. To anyone watching, it was a sweet scene: the tiny, feminine uncle leading his "cherished" giant of a nephew toward the family festivities. But as Orion followed, his hand engulfed Noah’s, his fingers lacing through the soft, porcelain digits. He watched the way Noah’s wide hips swayed beneath the silk of his trousers, the bouncy gait that was entirely too provocative for a man who claimed to be innocent.