Living With Aunt
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 19
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 19 - When Gabriel finds himself drowning in debt and in desperate need of a fresh start, he turns to the one person his mother warned him never to trust—his Aunt Tina. She’s older, sultry, and dangerously off-limits, but her offer is too good to refuse: live with her, save money, and get back on his feet. But as the nights stretch longer and the walls between them grow thinner, Gabriel begins to see Tina not as the estranged relative his mother despises—but as a woman.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Reluctant Romantic Fiction Aunt Nephew Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking BBW Big Breasts
Gabe awoke in a dark mood the next morning. As a pretty laid-back sort of guy, it was unusual. But considering what we had ahead of us, it was understandable. We spent the early part of the day doing chores and I enjoyed watching him mow the lawn shirtless. After he showered, we ate lunch quietly and I considered slipping my collar on to lure him into a better mood, but I thought better of it.
After he cleared the table, he looked at me thoughtfully. “It’s a pretty warm day for November. Don’t you think?” I nodded. “Yes, a little over eighty degrees,” I replied. Our eyes met. “Think it’s still bikini weather?” he asked. I stood and smiled. “Your slut will wear or not wear, whatever you desire, my love.”
Finally, he smiled. “What’s the skimpiest bikini you’ve got?” I batted my eyes seductively at him. “Well, I had a very tiny bikini, but I put it in the garage to be donated as you told me to, with the rest of my lingerie.”
“You actually did that?” he asked with his eyebrow up. I leaned in and kissed him. “I did.”
He broke the kiss. “Has Andre ever seen that particular swimsuit on you?” I shook my head and looked away. “No, I bought it for another man ... after.” His hand slid around my waist. “Let’s see it on you.”
Fifteen minutes later I stood before him in my teeny blue bikini. The triangles were adjustable to cover or show as much as you wanted. I had pulled them into a strip that only just covered my areolas and pussy. The tent in Gabe’s pants showed me how much he liked it. He stood and walked up to me and looked at my face.
“Your makeup is always so perfect,” he smiled. I looked at him seriously. “Getting older does force a lady to get good at it.”
“You’re gorgeous fresh out of the shower, and you know it.” He kissed me. “But today, I’d like you to slut it up a bit.” I looked at him curiously. He grinned. “I want him distracted. Between the bikini, some alluring makeup, and some high heels, he won’t be able to think about much else.”
I turned to walk into our bedroom. “What about you?” I asked him. “Will you be able to think about much else?” I swung my hips a bit as I walked. I heard him sigh and he softly said, “With difficulty.”
Before we left, I stood before him for his inspection. My blue bikini was barely obscured by a sheer white beach robe. I wore a pair of wedge slip-on heels and added a little jewelry. My makeup was heavier than I usually wore and included dark smoky eye shadow that I had done in the past when I really wanted to be the center of male attention.
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