Share Bed With Aunt Novels & Stories

Jennifer Hudson “Jenny, are you ready?” Aunt Elena called out as she knocked on my bedroom door. We all slept in separate rooms. Ryan and Ken shared one room. Aunt Elena and Elise shared one room. Lily and the other three maids shared two different rooms. The gatekeeper, the bus driver, and Aunt Elena’s driver shared the same room. “Wait a minute,” I replied, double-checking my appearance in the large mirror standing next to the vanity.

"Are you alone at home?" "Um... yes, yes, my aunt... She went out to do something related to her work..." I replied, stuttering. Aunt Julie was probably in one of the underground betting shops right now, spending all the money she had taken from me—that money Jason had given to me—but I wasn't going to tell him that. I wasn't going to tell him that my aunt had an addiction to behaviors such as drinking and gambling. What if he was disgusted with me for this?

I don't want to share a room with my stepbrother who I have a big fat crush on! “I sincerely apologize, Miss but all our rooms are full since it's the weekend,” “Come on now, Ahvi. You don't have to be problematic,” Mom speaks and I wish she didn't. “You and Vance can share a room. I think it's even better, save money, cost and Vance will be there to protect you if anything,”

So, I took everything and went to my aunt. “For this weekend I'll stay in the bodega,” I said and my aunt's eyes widened. “I'll be fine and with Winter, we have things to do together and I think you guys need to adjust in this house.” “What do you mean?” my aunt asked and Bernard laughed. “He wants us to figure out how we make less noise when we have sex,” he said and my aunt looked at me in horror. I laughed out loud and emerged victorious because I knew Bernard wouldn't think of anything more than that.

I was a full-grown Alpha who was kept awake by night terrors. “I don't know,” I lied, too embarrassed to tell a middle-aged human that I saw Aunt Natalia's body right next to my mother's every night—bloodied, broken, and screaming my name. The man didn't look like he believed me, but he didn't say anything, reaching into his drawer to pull out a notepad. What the fuck was he writing in that tiny book that he couldn't say out loud? “How often do you have sex?” Whenever my brother decides to feed our twisted fantasy and I get to fuck the she-wolf I wish was mine.

Namely, my V-card getting ruined. My auntie was a bit taken aback, but in the end, awarded me a sweet smile of her own and said, “Of course, you could, Andi! I would love to have a sleep-over with you. I just hope you wouldn’t mind me snoring in the middle of the night.” She winked at me. “Haha, of course, auntie. You know I am well-acquainted with that since I was young,” I answered, a fond memory seeping out from my younger days spending my vacation in this house with her, Mr. Willer, and Lorde.

He really liked her. I didn’t know what to do or say…. “My brother is staying with us,” she told me. “You may need to share a bed with him or take the couch. It’s a loveseat, so you won’t have much room.” Apparently sharing a bed with her was out of the question, which surprised me judging by the way she was clawing at me only a moment ago.

He was carrying a bowl of popcorn. "Treya, you can sleep on the guest room right beside your older brother Ry's room," said Aunt Eriz. He also looked at the twins. "Theon, Lex, sleep on the other guest room. You're going to sleep here, huh? Then watch out for Chantrea, stop drinking a lot." He knows half of me that I don't tell most of the people I am with. I just simply nodded and he smiled. He looks like a villain right now.

But I can assure you that my girlfriend and I felt more than just a thrill due to what happened to us last night. ++++++++ Sleep Story #3: I would just like to talk about what happened to me last night, at my aunt’s place. I’ve been sleeping here since last Friday. I know that there’s a certain something in their house, but I just ignore it because I know that it doesn’t mean any harm.