Auntie Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Kathy, a 51 year old housewife becomes a sugar baby. Enjoy.. ******** My name is Kathy. This series of stories focuses on my most recent experience in pushing the erotic envelope. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary license to deviate a bit from actual events. What is authentic is the fact that at middle age I entered into a sugar baby lifestyle. The feelings and emotions I experienced are very real, even if I have altered the characters a tad.

“Ryan, we can’t… your mom is upstairs… your dad just fucked me…” He stepped closer, stroking his massive young cock. “Exactly. Dad got his. Now it’s my turn to breed my hot aunt.” He grabbed my wrist and forced my hand onto his throbbing shaft. It was burning hot and already leaking precum. I stroked him involuntarily, mesmerized by the size. “This is so wrong…” Ryan smirked, pushing me down to my knees right there in the living room. “Open your mouth, Aunt Lisa. Be a good family cumslut.”

Juliette’s mother suggested. “You were there weren’t you, Louis?” Louis was smiling. “Yes, yes, I was. Why don’t we sit down, Father.” “Indeed, we were just having drinks, but now that we are all here,” Martin looked at Gloria and reached out for her hand, “we can share our news.” Gloria was blushing and suddenly with horror Juliette understood that they were going to get married. She didn’t just do it with her boss. She had sex with her step-brother.

She squeals just like Mom in excitement. With a shit-eating grin, I slip from behind Mom, putting a hand over her mouth. I say to the voice, "Having a good time, Aunt Carrie?" There lay my mother's younger sister, Carrie, naked and her legs spread, displaying her cunt covered in what is obviously multiple cum loads. Carrie just freezes, and Mom gasps under my hand. I whisper to Mom, "Just watch and don't speak, Mom." She nods, and I uncover her mouth as I step to the foot of the bed to look at my aunt. "So how many loads are in your 'Bucket' Aunt Carrie?" My grin takes on a decidedly wicked cast. She can't speak and just holds up four fingers. I then ask, "How many men so far?" She holds up

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

" She asked. "It was fine." I shrugged. "Did you have sex with him or something?" My aunt questioned with a narrowed gaze, catching me off guard. "Aunt! Of course we didn't." I said, my cheeks hot with emberrasment. "What? You are old enough to have sex, Maya. When I was your age, I was having a lot of sex and I imagine that you are too." My eyes widend and shock at her words. "Why are we having this conversation right now, Aunt?"

I hurried to the house and found my aunt wearing a sky blue night gown. She smiled as she opened the door for me. I was immediately self conscious. She noticed a change in my countenance and asked what was wrong. I was like " Auntie I had sex with Clara." " Then what happened?" My aunt asked with concern. " I'm sorry." I said. " Sorry for what?" " I thought you will feel that I just cheated on you." I said raising my face to her. My aunt stared at me in confusion for about five seconds and burst out laughing.

I sobbed. "What? Did he do anything bad with you?" Auntie Hannah squeezed my palms. I knew what she meant. We had sex and he did force me for that but it wasn't a rape. Right now I couldn't tell them about it. I would explain to her later. "No," I whispered as Auntie Hannah sighed in relief. "Thank God!" Uncle Jacob rubbed his palms on his face and sighed.

"And of course, my pregnant belly. But it's more than that. It's much more than that, isn't it? I arouse you because I'm a muture woman. An experienced aunt, mother, wife and lover, who is carrying a child in her womb. A women who carries with her 20 years of sexual experience, which means I know how to be pleased and pleasure someone." Aunt runs her finger gently across my face, staring into my eyes. "And here you are, my sweet innocent little nephew. So young and inexperienced. So virile and eager." She giggle a little. "So curious and horny." Aunt Linda grabbed my hand again. "I think what you need is for someone to take your hand and show you the way. Someone to show you how to love... a

My aunt approached and congratulated us both, and then he whispered in my ear, "The woman will feel a crazy sensation in front of a crowded person. I want to see how she puts herself." "What do you mean, Auntie?" I was watching her. My aunt chuckled softly. "Look at her, her face is red and her body moves flirty. She is like a bitch that will seduce a man to touch her." Fuck! My aunt is outrageous, working on her with stimulants. She left, maybe for the toilet. I have to find a way to prevent her from embarrassing me. This is not because I care but this is the best moment for me and my lover. She didn't damage it.