Aunt Neighbor
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 4: I Was Thirteen
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: I Was Thirteen - Alex has always lived a quiet life with his family in a peaceful neighborhood, his days blending into one another with a predictable rhythm. But when his estranged aunt, Allie, moves back into the neighborhood after their grandfather's passing, his world is turned upside down. Allie, a woman shrouded in mystery and allure, left home years ago to escape a tumultuous past. Alex knows little about her—just fragments of family stories and a vague sense of curiosity.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Aunt Nephew Anal Sex Cream Pie First Massage Masturbation Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts
She then pulled back a little, her hands on my shoulders as she looked into my eyes. Her lustrous blonde hair was cascading over her shoulders and down her back. I could still feel her boobs just touching my chest.
“So when you were told I was coming, what did you expect?” she asked, clearly curious. “All you knew is that your mom’s sister was coming to stay, right?”
“I didn’t really know what to expect, I guess,” I replied, trying to focus on my response rather than the feel of her body next to mine. “I kind of expect someone who looked more like my mom and not like...”
She tilted her head. “Like?”
I flushed a little as I tried to find the words. “Someone who ... looked like, well ... you.”
She smiled prettily. “So not a girl basically the same age as you. I understand that, because it makes no sense to me that you could possibly be my nephew. I can hardly believe I even have a nephew, forget one my own age.”
I chuckled. We were sort of in the same boat from the point of view. “Yeah, it’s a real disconnect, isn’t it?”
She nodded. “I think for our own sanities we’re just going to have to agree to think of one another as siblings or cousins or something, because I’ll never get around you being my nephew, except in some weird formal setting where I need to introduce you. No idea where that would be though...”
“Fair enough,” I said. “So we’ll just be Alexa and Alex. Family.”
She smiled her megawatt smile. “Perfect. It’s not like I could ever pull rank on you in a family hierarchy sense anyway.”
“That’d make for some weird roleplay.” I muttered, making a wry face. She began giggling at the imagery.
“Sjofel... “ she said softly, winking at me and then giving me another hug, every bit as squishy as the first one. I held her as long as I dared before releasing her. She began to yawn and then stretched her arms over her head, her magnificent breasts, barely contained within her thin shirt, now bumping against my chest. Once she was finished, she sat back down and smiled, her eyes a little weary.
“I regret, though, that I’m a little tired,” she said. “Would you please thank your mom and dad for me and let them know I’m going to take that nap but also to call me for dinner?”
“Of course,” I said readily, nodding. I was beginning to think that saying no to my aunt would become near impossible very quickly. “Anything else you need?”
She shook her head sleepily and it was clear she was already starting to doze off. “No, Alex, but thank you. I appreciate ... everything...”
She simply flopped back on the bed and was already asleep, her chest rising and falling. I gaped at her incredible body for just a few seconds before leaving- her bountiful breasts, her trim, flat stomach which was now partly visible as her shirt rode up, her shapely hips and her long, sexy legs and pert feet. Her face looked like an angel’s and I had to tear myself away from gaping. I exited the room and closed the door, taking a moment to compose myself before going into the bathroom and splashing cold water on my face. Then I went downstairs and reported in.
“She’s asleep,” I said plainly. “Showed her where the plugs are and she said she’d take a nap and to call her for dinner. It’s all hers now.”
My mom put a sympathetic hand on my arm. “I’m sorry we didn’t consult you about the room, maybe that was a little heavy-handed of us. But you see now that she needs it, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” I said, trying to sound grudging and not meaning it. “Yeah, it’s fine, I’ll live.”