Aunt Sex Real Novels & Stories

I grinned and said, "Uncle's not home today. I want to do it again." But my aunt spoke to me in a serious tone. "No. Last night, after your uncle and I had sex, he noticed something was off." I looked at her. "What felt off?" "He said I was a little loose. Not as tight as before." Hearing that, I felt a secret thrill. My aunt had never been with anyone well-endowed, so she'd always been tight. But after one time with me yesterday, she'd actually loosened up. Guess I was just too much for her.

His response was in breathing, soft moans, and perspiration. Uncle then sat on the bed beside Aunt and started kissing. Aunt tried to remove her panties, but she couldn't, as I was still sucking her breasts. Seeing her struggle, I let go of her boob and helped her with her panties. She then got up and went to get some towels; we both witnessed her big ass wiggle like jelly. Uncle sat on the bed with his feet flat on the floor; then he spread his legs wide. Turning back on him, Aunt squatted down on his erected cock, and with one push, she took the whole cock into her vagina. "Ahhh," she screamed in a low voice, leaning backward onto his torso; she started moving up and down. They have starte

Eveline felt like her heart was about to explode. Shane. He’d sent her a message while she was in bed, passed out naked, after having sex with his uncle. “So…” Lucien drawled, “when were you going to tell me that I fucked my sweet nephew’s little fiancée? After I’d fucked you again this morning, on the kitchen counter? Or maybe in my bathroom?” Eveline’s breathing staggered as he moved closer, his steps measured and deliberately slow, as if testing how far she could take before running.

It took a few seconds for my cousin to reach the scene of the crime and my aunt and uncle came right after. Scolding Clayton for having his indecent saga in the family kitchen. But then my angry grandmother who had just woken up stormed in angrily. “What is going on? Why did you scream like that you brat?” She scolds me. “Grandmother, Clayton was kissing that girl in the kitchen.” Conan explains mischievously, “I am not that girl; I am his girlfriend.” Hailee defended herself.

“You’ve gone mad.” “No,” I said quietly. “I’ve woken up. The Great Mother gave me another chance. And this time, I see everything clearly.” I could still feel the phantom warmth of Soren’s arm around my shoulders yesterday, the way he ruffled my hair and called me cute. Caspian’s tired but fond sigh. The teasing heat in Julian’s — no, the analytical one’s — whisper against my ear. Their affection felt real. And that terrified me more than any beating ever had.

He came back and sat beside me, his phone in his hand. "I've never told anyone about this, but since you're my wife, you have the right to know." He opened his phone and showed me the screen. I saw a video. A sex video. Two people were making love passionately. Their bodies were shaking, their fat moving, and their expressions showed immense pleasure. I was shocked. "What is this?" Julian scrolled to the next video. Same. A fat woman with a thin man. Then the next video. A fat woman with two men.

He asked Ben. “I don’t know. She obviously whored herself to him and he fell for it.” I didn’t see it coming when Luca smacked the back of Ben’s head. “She’s still Saint’s girlfriend. Be respectful.” “Do you hear that, Ben? Be respectful. I might be your aunt after all.” Luca broke out in a fit of laughter but Ben didn’t see the humor in my words.

“Ayy! What Pating? I am Patty! And no, I don’t need a parade to dress fabulously. Come on, this neighborhood is already so dull—shouldn’t we at least add some beauty to it?” He said dramatically, making Izzy grimace. “Mother… How are you? I heard you had surgery. That’s great! Now you can join me in beauty pageants in the next village. If I bring you along, we’ll win for sure!” Patty’s high-pitched voice was full of enthusiasm, making Izzy’s mother shake her head in amusement. “Oh, Pating, you’re even dragging Aunt Hilda into your pageants… She still needs to recover.” “Oh, come on, Mang Pedring! Look at me—I look gorgeous! So feminine! And you still call me Pating? I told you, I am Patty!”

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”

I almost forgot what I was saying as I watched him look genuinely confused and startled. “Because it's awkward. I can't believe I let this happen.” I sounded more full of regret than I intended to. Then he shook his head, a bitter tiny laugh coming out of his dangerous lips. “No way you're regretting having sex with me, Aunt. Can you ever check and see if you can walk?” Such an ass. I rolled my eyes. “I'm serious, we've had sex, the end. If you stick to following my rules in this house, you won't find me on your bed for you to play with.”