Cerita Dewasa Dengan Tante Novels & Stories

I swallowed what I could and rubbed the rest into my skin. When I got home at 3 a.m., Richard was sitting in the living room waiting. I walked up to him still smelling of sex. “It was two men tonight,” I said softly. “And they were brothers too, actually. They made me squirt all over their bed.” Richard’s hands shook as he reached for me. I let him pull me close. He buried his face between my legs and licked me clean, tasting the other men on me. His tongue moved desperately while I held his head and came one last time on his face.

Jared, a 17-year-old boy, struggles with his forbidden desires for his stepmother, Elena. After a dinner where her presence overwhelms him, he retreats to his room, consumed by fantasies of her. Using lube, he masturbates while imagining Elena in explicit scenarios. ********************************* Jared’s heart pounded as he shut the door to his room, the weight of the evening’s dinner still lingering in his mind. His stepmother, Elena, had been there, her presence a constant, intoxicating distraction.

This time, I am faster, though, flooding his mind with images of me trailing his delectable muscles with my tongue and nibbling at his ass cheeks, before I glide my tongue over the inside of his thighs, traveling higher. He shudders, stabbing his piece of roast with his fork, gluing his gaze onto the plate. I hum as I play with my food, happy about the fact that his mother’s words must be falling on deaf ears because of me projecting my desire to suck him off through our link. “Ah, that’s the same obsession Eve had when she was trying to win those silly contests,” the old aunt says, getting a round of laughter at her daughter’s expense. “At least she managed to get thin,” Ursula comments. “N

he asked with a smug smirk, horniess tainting his husky voice. "Daddy, I—" a guilty Teresa began, then stopped short, choking on her words and Antonio's hand slid down from her ass and in between her thighs. His fingers slid her panties aside. Teresa's heart pounded in her chest. Was this really happening? Or would she wake up in bed any minute now from another raunchy sex dream about daddy? Antonio's fingers plunged into her dripping pussy, feeling her wetness coat his digits, her pussy instantly sucking them in. "Look at this. A soaked bitch for your daddy? What a filthy whore."

It seemed clear that his sister and cousin were perfectly willing to do a number without him. Then it got even worse for Tad. Manuela and Marika were locked in their sixty-nine position by this point and were slurping at one another's cunt. And Tad? He was standing there with his aching dick in his hand. As long as he stood alone, his uncontrollable horniness left him no choice but to jerk off like some dumb kid. But, of course, he didn't have to just stand there. There were two cunts on the bed, just waiting to take his hard dick. And all Tad Cole had to do to get fucked was stop being so uptight about fucking his sister and cousin.

“It was so hot. I gave him head in the back of his limo afterwards.” “Mama,” I gasped out, not really wanting to hear the rest of this story. “Yeah, there is just something so hot about when a mate gets all possessive,” Aunt Janet giggled. “But burning a man alive is next level crazy,” Aunt Janet ended decisively. She shrugged. “I guess if you’re into that, then you do you.” She raised her mug of coffee towards me in a mock toast. “Who am I to judge? My mate and I are into the whole daddy dom/ little girl kink.”

I reminded myself that this is why you don’t make friends on weird sites. Terry: I did it with my friend’s grandmother and it worked. The bitch was horny as fuck since her husband had left for six months. Fuck I remembered how she rained on my cock. I didn't believe a seventy-year-old pussy could still be all that Oh, Jesus Christ. After this works, I'm definitely blocking this pervert. Me: I don’t need all the details of your sex escapades. Terry: Just try it. Anyways gotta go. And then he vanished.

The food was delicious as the family talked about their day. Sara explained how she spent most of the school day on her knees while Max went into vivid detail as he described all the ways he used his Mother throughout the day, the way he spoke, it sounded like the woman was almost as thoroughly fucked as Sara was. Mrs Wincestor chuckled along with Max's story, blushing along and trying to downplay the more intense moments, like how he attempted to create a 'one-man bukkake,' Max gave up after his fourth load but their Mother was rather impressed with his refractory period.

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.

The two sisters licked me clean, their tongues fighting over every drop that dripped from my pussy and ass. Father Ren stroked my cheek almost tenderly. “You took your penance well tonight, Tanya. Your holes are learning obedience. Go now… quietly. Come back in two days for the final rites” I nodded weakly, my legs barely able to hold me as I fixed my dress. “Thank you, father.” My pussy and ass were both throbbing and leaking his thick cum down my thighs. I felt filthy, used, and strangely satisfied. I slipped out of the underground chapel and moved carefully through the dark corridor toward the side exit, trying to stay silent.