I Fucked My Aunt Story Novels & Stories

“You need to hear. You need to hear how fucked up I am. You need to hear why you should give up like me, just like my parents did before I was born. You need to know, Damien. That the boy who you have been tormenting and yet taking so much space in his head is already fucked up. That I was ten when my uncle came into my room and forced me to take his dick into my mouth, and when I begged him, do you know what he said?” I asked. Before Damien can answer, “He looked me in the eye and said. No one would believe you because you can't talk. Because I was born dumb.” I take a step forward, watching Damien, his shoulders fallen. “Do you know how fucked up that is?” I ask.

“No wait, doctor, she’s saying gunshots; it might be that—” “I’m saying it’s part of memory loss, and you’re here trying to argue with me, a doctor? Listen Mrs, if I say memory loss, it’s memory loss; the police have already confirmed the accident.” The doctor cut the aunt as she was trying to connect pieces. “You’re totally right, doctor; she’s crazy. I will come back for her on her day of release; please excuse me,” the aunt said and left without even saying goodbye to the girl. She had more important things to do than watch over this girl—she wasn’t her nanny.

"Didn't you hear your aunt speaking to you?" Then his voice turned colder. "Where are your manners?" The word aunt hit Liam like a truck. His mind went blank. He wanted to pretend he hadn't heard. He wanted to keep walking. But he couldn't. Several bodyguards had already shifted positions. Not enough to draw attention. Just enough to block the most convenient path out. Liam was forced to stop. Slowly, he turned around. "Uncle Leonel..." His smile looked strained. "I actually have something else I need to take care of."

But if he thought he could make me apologize for what I did, he clearly underestimated me. “I was told you were looking for me,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “Barely twenty four hours after I rejected you, and you have already thrown yourself at some pathetic excuse for a man?” he continued, pretending not to have heard what I said. “So long as it is not you, I am fine,” I shot back. His expression hardened. “I always knew you were a whore pretending to be decent. Look at you, walking in here drenched in another man’s scent. What do you think the elders would say if they found out?”

My fear strangled me, making every word stick in my throat. Then his palm slammed against the table with a loud, echoing bang! The sound rattled through my bones, jolting me into speech. “My name is—” My voice cracked. I swallowed and tried again. “Katrina Jones… but my friends and family call me Kiki.” He leaned back slightly, repeating the name as if testing its weight. “Kiki.” Hearing him say it made my head snap up. My eyes locked on his face, searching for a clue of what he meant by speaking it that way. His gaze lingered on me, sharp and unreadable, as if he were waiting to see how I would react.

I didn't have to be told twice and stood up to get into position behind her. But my aunt was so impatient that she pushed her bottom towards me and caught it between her buttocks. I took a step back and with shaky hands tried to point my cock at her pussy. "Come on, fuck me" she gasped and at that moment I managed to push my cock between her labia. I was overwhelmed by the heat and wetness I felt there. I hadn't imagined it to be so tight and the friction on my cock was enormous. When I realized that I was just fucking my aunt from behind, my orgasm overwhelmed me. Unfortunately, my aunt was so violent with her movements that my dick came out of her and I sprayed my second sperm load on her

"Shit! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I flipped her over and brought her in fours, her ass facing me. After spreading her ass cheeks, I curved my fingers inward again, and then I inserted it into her asshole, going deeper as I could go. The voice in her died, and that was when I was picked out of there and taken into my bunker, in a flash. "Who the fuck are you, bitch?!" "Me, I'm your one and only direct Aunt, my sweet nephew. And I've come to help you grow back your manhood. Like you call it, dick or cock, whatever floats your boat, Whadh."

I buried my face in her breasts and licked and sucked her large nipples as we continued moving against each other. For a good half-hour we went at it. Aunt Linda came three more times with me on top and screamed so loud, I thought the windows would shatter. I couldn't believe the things that came out of her mouth. 'Oh yes, you are fucking your pregnant Aunt so good!' I thought with a wide grin. Finally, my cock erupted, bathing aunt's cunt with rope after rope of boiling cum erupted from my hard cock. It seemed like I came forever until I finally rested exhaustedly against Aunt Linda. She ran her finger through my hair, catching her breath.

"I'm doing fine thanks." "Now I bet you lying cause you didn't bring any boyfriend here. How can you go that long without any vitamin D hun?" Maybe I forgot to mention that my aunt is also very bold. "Jeez, Aunty." "I'm just saying. When Carl was still alive, there wasn't a day where we didn't fuck you know." I scrunched my face not wanting to have those kinds of memories of my dead uncle. "Too much info Aunty." "Deal with it hun, you're with me for the whole weekend." ~~~

It wasn’t a new thing I have always fantasized about my uncle, I have always cum to the thought of him every fucking time. But the actual thought of him touching me, making me cum. Shit, my dick thickened at the thought. I had imagined his fingers in my hole last night, fucking me with it and making me cum thrice. “No… no… I touched myself. I did it all by myself. It was a fucking illusion. Uncle wasn’t here last night, I’m even in my room, not the couch like I had imagined. So nothing happened..”.