Impregnate Widow Aunt
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - After failing the semester I decided to gap for one years form college. I was so over depressed that I was unable to think straight anything. At the moment I think of visiting my aunt. After meeting her I unable to control myself and Impregnate her........Read Full Story Now.
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Her left hand was covering her cleavage while the other hand still held the spatula. I rushed to cover it up with my hands, but the damage was done. I turned to run, but my Aunt caught my arm.
“Honey, honey its okay,” she said quickly yet lovingly. “Just get a towel from that counter over there and umm, try covering up as best you can.” she said in the same tender tone.
I made my way to the towel and went back to the table with the towel wrapped around my waist. I must have been a sad site sitting there at the table with my face in my hands.
“Honey its okay,” I heard my Aunt say again as she slid a plate in front of me.
I couldn’t bring myself to look at her, and I wouldn’t have had she not pleaded with me, “Look at me baby.”
I slowly looked up to see her beautiful face. She was leaning over the table, and her cleavage was impossible not to look at. I was utterly hopeless, and she must have thought this as well because she let out a smile when she caught my stare.
“I got an idea,” she sprung up all of a sudden.
She turned around and untied her apron, then to my disbelief, she slid her shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I could see the sides of her breasts even as she faced away from me. Slowly she turned around, and my mouth dropped while my cock throbbed with renewed vigor.
“See, now we are even,” she said smiling. She sat down across the table, and her tits swayed slightly as she set her plate before her. “Honey, you might be able to chew your food better if you close your mouth now and again,” she said coyly.
I roused myself and tried to concentrate on my food. But kept looking up at Aunt Rose’s incredible, round, soft tits sitting in front of me. Her nipples were timid now, but I could see them springing forward if given enough attention. Her aureoles were a shade darker than the rest of her skin, making it a little harder to breathe. She had a distinct tan line around her breasts. I wanted to fondle them more than ever and tuck my hand underneath them to feel their weight. Soon, however, breakfast was over, and my Aunt put her shirt back on.
“Better not tell your dad ... or your mom,” she said jokingly.
“I won’t,” I managed to say, my embarrassment virtually gone.
“Now you better get out there and work some of that energy off,” she pointed cautiously at my crotch as she said this.
“Will do,” I replied.
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