Auntie Sex Stories の小説・ストーリー

She was just fascinating in a way I couldn't explain. What are you, Larissa Justice? I sighed, dropping my eyes to my phone to see Uncle Gael's response to my question. I didn't feel too uncomfortable about talking to him and Aunt Annalise for advice. They were both wanton beings. They said what they wanted, not caring about the lewdness of the statement or behavior, especially Aunt Anna. Likewise, they were also the best at keeping secrets like this. Aunt Anna might be a chatterbox, but she's the kind of mother who would let her kids have sex in her home and hide it from her husband. As long as they don't impregnate a girl or get pregnant. I needed her to look at it from the female perspect

My aunt had approached me without noticing, then, with tears in her eyes, she hugged me tightly. “You still have a lot to learn, son.” I did not know much about what to do here, but even without knowing the situation, I always help as much as I can in the hope that things can get better somehow. A few more hours passed, I was talking with my aunt about what had happened. Her husband had been unfaithful with one of her best friends, so she, with no hesitation, decided to end that relationship that had been going on for more than 20 years.

One day, my brothers visited my Mom. They came with a disturbing news that my Mom found unbelievable. My brothers said my step Dad finally brought in another woman to the house who moved in with her luggages. "Who is the woman? did she knows that Dad is still married to Mom? Why did she move in with her things. Is she young or elderly??? I have many questions running through my head and I kept asking my brothers without even waiting for an answer. My brothers shocked us futher by saying. "Is Aunty Viva. Yes... the woman that moved into the house is Aunty Viva and she shares the same bedroom with Dad. They act like they are already married.

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

She had to grip the couch harder to stay upright. "Oh fuck. You guys are killing me," Vivian moaned against Brie's lips. Her voice came out shaky and broken. "Yes, let Mommy play with you while your stepbrother fucks you. Such a naughty little girl taking his cock like a slut." The dirty talk turned Vivian on. Fresh wetness flooded around Bruno's shaft. Her pussy clenched tight. Bruno groaned loud at the sudden squeeze. He slammed into her even harder. His heavy balls slapped against her with each thrust.

We rode him together: one on his cock, one on his face, while the seven men were allowed only to watch and stroke. At the peak, both Riley and I were airtight. Richard in my pussy, Zane in my ass, Thaniel down my throat, while Riley took the rest. The room filled with the wet sounds of flesh, moans, and the occasional dark laugh when one of the men muttered about “their queens” taking everything. When Richard finally came deep inside me, groaning my father’s name in twisted victory, I looked him straight in the eyes and whispered: “Tell my father his little girl just doubled his business partner’s investment… while riding his cock.”

Kai grabbed me, positioning my pussy over his face while Amanda knelt beside him, sucking Alex's cock clean. Kai flipped me on my back and spread my legs wide. He rammed his cock into my pussy, stretching me till I felt full. Amanda straddled my face, grinding her pussy on my tongue; I sucked her folds, licking her juices. Alex mounted her ass from behind while she rode my mouth.

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.

Sean looked on, puzzled, his gaze fixed on me. He gave his friends a covert nod, and they lunged at me like predators. I shrank back into a corner, my voice trembling as I said, "Sean, what are you doing? I'm your uncle's bride! What do you want with me? "Don't touch me. Back off, all of you, just back off! "Sean, do you really want to make a fool of your uncle?" With a harsh slap, Sean pinned me to the ground. "Shut up, Ella. Guys, strip her, take pictures for the press. She'll learn what it means to mess with my uncle's reputation."