My Aunt Is So Hot Novels & Stories

Aunt laughs a few more minutes then sobers up, though she's still fighting to hold back her laughter. "I have never in my life imagine I'll walk in on my son and daughter-in-law mating!" Aunt pause and stares at us again, then raises her hands up. "I swear, I didn't hear or see anything!" She holds her cheeks and puffs out air from her mouth.. she uses her hands to fan herself as if the living room is too hot. "Oh my goodness! I'm blushing! I'm blushing!" She chants. I face palm myself. Why didn't we lock the door?!

I've always had a thing for Aunty. She's my neighbor, a strict woman in her late 30s, but with a body that could make any man drool. Big, juicy tits, a deep navel, wide child-bearing hips, and thick, shaky thighs that jiggle with every step. She's the epitome of a MILF, and I've wanted to bury my face between those thighs since I was a teenager. Aunty is always kind to me, bringing me snacks and letting me play games at her house. But I've always wanted more. I've fantasized about her, dreamed about her, and now, I'm going to make it a reality.

Honestly, if you hadn't offered to bail me out, I wouldn't have given you the time of day. "Who'd want you? You think I'd settle for you?" The guys flanking him snickered, their faces twisted with scorn as they piled on. "Isn't this Ella who sold her house, her car, and who knows what else for my buddy? What's wrong? Got dumped and now you're looking for my friend to clean up your mess?" "She sold her body? Disgusting." "She's got some nerve, showing up on the day Sean's uncle's getting hitched."

" sure. guess you guys clicked uh " " yes ! and I met her friends did you know Natalie only has male friends? hot male friends? " " tell me about it " we sit at the dinning chair across each other " so I met Cody today and I think I like him he's caring and loving " " and hot?? " aunt asked " yeah and he has an accent GOD I wish I had met him sooner " " good finally maybe you'll think now to bring him home for marriage " " aunt ! I'm just twenty ! "

Her shamelessness didn't surprise me in the slightest. After all, in both this life and the last, Aunt Leah had always been a selfish and calculating woman. But this time, I was no longer the person she could manipulate. I let out a cold laugh when I heard her plea. "If you're so keen on providing warmth to a home, why don't you go give some to Camila? Maybe she'll have a change of heart and come back to take care of you. "Or is it because she doesn't like you anymore?"

She said as she gasped dreamily. Gosh my Aunt...... "Aunt....?" I said whinnying. "What do you think of Common pretty please ?" She sounds like a desperate teen . Gosh. "Hmm we are not um like ahh like that but he is really hot without shirt." I said blushing as I imagined him. He always sleeps bare chest at night , Aunt sighed dreamily.

"Aunt, I called, but she didn't answer. Aunt, I called again this time louder, she immediately snapped out of her dreamland, turning towards me. Zara, she squealed, pulling me away to a corner. Did I mention my aunt was a drama queen? "Oh my goodness! she yelled once we were out of sight, fanning herself with her hands. "The king is so hot and dreamy, oh my God! Zara is he human. I've heard stories of how ruthless and arrogant he was, but they failed to mention that he looked like a Greek god. I thought he was ugly, only to find out now that he was so handsome," She muttered, breathlessly.

“I am waiting for my husband so we can address the board together.” “Cut that shit out.” I blinked. My almost fifty-year-old aunt cursing would always surprise me. “Are you really fucking the younger one?” My face did not twitch, my body did not move. “No.” “I find that hard to believe, seeing you are both like dogs in heat around each other.” I winced this time, embarrassed that I had let myself get carried away with Colt. I had been so damned foolish. “I cannot stand him. Everyone knows that,” I said, pushing my chair back, but not standing up.

He's mad at me. "Don't listen to him! You look beautiful" says the aunt peeling the potatoes again "and don't call me madam... call me aunt Akiyama" she shows such a gentle smile that moves me, I nod to her very happy and grateful.

she smiled pretty aunt : tell me who is that brat stolen your heart me : he is a friend of mine to be frank I'm not even eligible to call him friend but he is such a sweet person made me as his friend but selfish me was not satisfied with it and craving for more pretty aunt : many lovers were once upon friends dear me : but he is someone I can't even dream of standing beside him pretty aunt : why so me : he is rich, handsome more than all these he is a kindhearted, sweet and warm person even if he is not rich or handsome with other three qualities anyone can fall for him