I Fucked My Aunt Story の小説・ストーリー

On my way back I started hearing m0@ns following the sound it led me to my aunt's room I got there and the door was slightly open I peep through the opening And there I saw my aunt in the d0ggy position with my uncle pounding her hard from behind I felt my c00chie dr!p immediately seeing them that way was kinda awkward as u know its not everyday u see couples fvvking not to talk of pastor and his wife I was Soo wet watching them. I watched as they switched position, my aunt was now ontop him. riding his rod

My aunt moved to the sixty nine position so we could eat each other. "oh my God yes suck harder ",she cried out and I did causing her to squirt all over us. This was exhilarating and for hours we played and got fucked. Screams and moans filled the house as we both passed out feeling good and sated. No man has ever made me feel this damn good not even daddy. I loved his cock but after finding out what I did he disowned me. He turned his back on us all claiming we were sick. I woke hours later and Aunt Fern was on all fours getting fucked again and I laid watching her moan and squirm. She was addicted to the fake cock filling her. She got the next size up and was struggling to take it fully.

I felt Brian keep pushing as I tried to relax and realized that this was happening to me and there wasn’t much I could do about it. “Fuck yeah, fuck him hard sweetie. Fuck his little ass. Make him take that big cock of yours. Fuck that little faggot ‘til he cums in Lisa’s stinky pussy,” my aunt said as she cheered on. She was obviously in ecstasy as she watched me being fucked by her son. I felt so dirty giving in to my aunt and cousins. I felt so used but at the same time I realized that my aunt let me fuck her and was now letting me fuck her hot daughter. I turned back to look at Lisa as she smiled up at me.

“What happened?” He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again with a steady gaze. “My uncle betrayed my father. It wasn’t just business—it was personal. Lies, backstabbing, betrayal. It destroyed the family. My father disappeared for years because of it. I grew up fighting ghosts I didn’t even fully understand.”

He sucked her deeply, his mouth sealing against her skin as he licked her with long, heavy strokes that had her thrashing against the fur blankets. "You are so fcking wet for me," Dominic growled against her skin, his voice muffled but dripping with a heavy, masculine satisfaction. He slid two thick fingers inside her tight, burning heat, pumping them deeply while his tongue continued to ruin her sensitive bud. "Look at how your body takes me. You were starving for me just as much as I was for you."

Tears pricked her eyes, but she kept going, hollowing her cheeks and sucking harder. “That’s it. Choke on it, Aunty. Show me how bad you want your nephew’s cum.” She whimpered around my length, one hand playing with my balls while the other stroked what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. The sight of my aunt’s pretty face stuffed with my cock was almost enough to make me explode right there. I pulled her off suddenly, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to my dick. “Ride me,” I growled. “I want to feel that tight pussy swallowing every inch.”

I broke the rule. "Gonna cum." She picked up her pace. Her finger found her clit. We crested together. My cum jetting deep inside her, fighting the wave of her orgasm flooding out. It was a great finish to an awesome day. I moved back and she got off the bed. Then leaned down to me, as if to speak. She paused, pulled back and left. Was she going to say something? I ran the last few minutes back, analyzing each touch and feel. I think I just fucked my Aunt. No? No.

Sophie Laurent showed up at Anne's apartment three days later with a bottle of tequila and a plan. "We're going out," Sophie said. Anne was on the couch in sweatpants. She'd been there since the engagement dinner. Her phone was still lost. She hadn't bothered to replace it. "I don't want to go out," Anne said. "I don't care what you want," Sophie said. She pulled Anne off the couch. "You've been crying for three days over a man who isn't worth your tears. Tonight, we forget Donald Ashford exists."

I was enjoying this when for a while until I got a message from my aunt, Julie. Aunt Julie was my mom’s sister. In the message, She texted that wanted me a few days before to meet her husband. “We’ve been married for years now and yet you’ve never attempted to get to know each other!” She texted. “But Aunty, you know I don’t really like being with the family,” I texted back. “You still have to come.” She was having some work event , some adult party and she wanted me to come. I wasn’t really interested. Then she said;

My fingers clenched against the edge of the desk, the wood biting into my palm as I leaned forward. “I am happily married to your uncle,” I continued, my voice steady, deliberate. “Something I reminded you of not too long ago, along with exactly who I am.” I stepped closer, closing the distance between us until there was no room left for doubt. “And let’s not forget,” I added quietly, “it’s not hard to remember that I’m your aunt now and I will accept no disrespect from either one of you.” “ Your marriage to his uncle is the only thing you got!” Joy snap, with my eyes still on Jasper, I smack her across the face.