Futa Aunt Novels & Stories

It's a full house, and Aunt Melissa engulfs me in a hug, and I smell her cologne. “Hello to you too, aunt.” “I've missed your nonchalant self.” She knows that word. My aunt is a teacher. “I can't say the same.” She let go off me and hit my shoulder with a smile. “God has answered my prayers. Thank you for bringing Uuka to our home.” Grandma says. Uuka is sitting on one couch conversing with Aunt Nobomi, who's still in her pyjamas. “Go make us tea.” She instructs me. I hate household chores with all my heart.

The pain was like a diamond slicing through my skull. Fighting through the throbbing in my head, I realized Sean was James's nephew. "Sean, your uncle gave this to me. I didn't steal it—" I could not even get the words out before he snapped. His hands tangled in my hair, he sneered, "Ella, who do you think you are? My uncle would never fall for someone like you. Do you have any clue who calls the shots in the Foster family? He does! How dare you even touch him?

I never got married, never had children, and wasted the best years of my life. It wasn't because I didn't have feelings or couldn't fall in love. It was because I was afraid. I was afraid that if I started my own family, I'd end up neglecting her or putting her second. Yet none of that mattered to Aunt Leah. To her, it was only natural that I made these sacrifices. I deserved to be judged if I didn't. Then there was my cousin—her "precious" daughter, Camila Simpson. The year Aunt Leah lost her leg, Camila took off for an exchange program overseas and stayed there for 15 years.

Two hours we drive till we get to a house we never knew she had in the family. "pull up there Aunt Fern wants your big cock as well so you have to fuck us both",she sounds excited as she hurries behind me as we walk towards the house. Fern stands there smiling and half naked I almost gag as they both look down at my body. Eyes zero in on my cock and both lick their lips. Fuck I want to lose my food. "Dean, so nice to see you come in",the aunt says standing there as I brush by her. She looks a mess as she smells me. Both have been busy fucking God only knows what.

And her mother's people were very far, they thought she lived well because that was the impression Maureen gave them the last time her mother's only surviving sibling aunt Cara visited Nigeria. The worst part was her father never wrote any will, he fell into depression when his wife became sick and with the loan sharks who took every property of his they could till he died. He only left her with savings for her schooling till her post-graduate degree if need be. *** On a fateful rainy weekend, Sophia had a huge fallout with her step mum. Because Sophia couldn't stand her step mum and aunt insult the image of her dead parents so she thought the Best thing to do was defend them, But mehn! She

I could do a fruit salad. I can recognise that face anywhere, the scheming beady eyes and cropped, grey hair. “Mrs Fernsby.” I must force a smile. I don’t particularly want to be talk of the village at church. Especially not after the shameful things I’ve been doing as of late. Should my soul not already be condemned. I’d wager she’s only in her sixties—though leading the life of a grimalkin has left her with an extra odd twenty years to drag around.

"Your real name is Caelum Hugh. You were just one of over a dozen kids Aunt Natasha funded from a young age. "When you were kids, you all did call her 'Mom', but as you grew older, a few of you boys started harboring evil motives. You wanted to be her kept godsons, which completely ruined her marriage. "She had no choice but to issue a public statement announcing that she was single and childless. The boys faced full legal consequences, and from that day onward, she banned everyone from ever calling her 'Mom' again."

“You think shoving me into a pond changes anything? They’ll tire of your little tantrums. And when they do, I’ll be right here — the one who never causes trouble. The one who deserves their love.” She stepped closer, voice low and venomous. “You’re an orphan who was lucky enough to be taken in. I’m the one who makes them feel needed, and wanted. I’m the only one who fits in with their world…”

Even my deceased family members couldn't be left in peace! I clenched my jaw so hard that my mouth filled with the taste of blood, yet it still couldn't suppress the fury raging inside me. Pulling out my phone, I was just about to call 911 when Melissa snatched my phone and threw it to the ground. She stomped on it with her heel, shattering it immediately. "Calling the police, huh? I'll give you a little hint—it's pointless. Ms. Fuller rules over Joverton City." She pointed to a deep pit nearby, which had been dug out to build an artificial lake for the horse ranch. It was filled with rubble, shards of glass, and rusty steel bars.

He froze, struck dumb, his pupils dilated in utter shock. The truth, heavy as a sledgehammer, shattered every one of his ridiculous fantasies. His father, trembling with rage, pointed a shaking finger at his disgraceful son and let out a desperate roar. “Open your damn eyes and look! Four years ago, Harper became the owner of this estate! Harper is the true Luna of this manor… which makes her your aunt!”