Mom & Aunt Teach Me S*x
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - In the quiet of his apartment, David finds himself in a situation he never imagined. His Mom, Julie, and his Aunt Jessica have decided it's time for him to learn the ways of love and lust. What starts as a playful evening of drinks and confessions quickly turns into a night of intense passion and self-discovery. As David navigates the complex emotions and physical pleasures that come with his newfound experiences, he begins to see his Mom and aunt in a completely different light.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Incest Mother Son Aunt Nephew Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Cream Pie First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Squirting Tit-Fucking BBW Big Breasts Slow
I turned to Mom nervously. She gave me a small, reassuring nod, her lips curved in a faint smile. “Go ahead,” she said softly.
I took a shaky breath, my palms sweaty. Looking straight at her, I muttered, “You’re ... you’re so beautiful that I’d really like to kiss you right now.”
For a moment, there was silence. Then Mom tilted her head slightly, her cheeks faintly pink. She smiled softly and said, “Okay ... I just have to say, David ... you’re really adorable when you’re embarrassed.”
Aunt snorted into her drink, laughing.
Mom took a slow sip of her own before continuing.
“That would actually work on a lot of women,” she said, smiling knowingly at me.
I blinked at her, confused. “ ... What do you mean?”
“You didn’t even realize it, but you sounded genuine,” Mom explained.
“Some women really like that. They like ... cute.”
I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. “I ... I didn’t know what else to say.”
“That’s fine,” Aunt jumped in, waving her hand. “You’re learning. Now, say it again — but this time, say it like you mean it. Look at her. Mean it.”
I hesitated, my heartbeat thundering in my ears. Then, finally, I met Mom’s gaze and said more clearly, “I would really ... really like to kiss you.”
This time, neither of them laughed. Mom held my gaze for a moment, her lips slightly parted, before she gave the faintest smile and took another sip of her drink.
“Better,” Aunt said softly, nodding in approval.
My face felt like it was on fire.
“Okay,” she says.
“But don’t be too pushy.”
“I won’t,” I Said.
Mom finished her drink and glanced at Aunt Jessica ‘s glass. “You want another one?” she asked softly.
Aunt smirked, swirling the last sip around before knocking it back. “Sure. Honestly, this is a bit difficult sober.”
Mom stood, grabbing the bottle from the cabinet, and started pouring. Then she handed me a glass with a little, almost mischievous smile.
“Here you go, David. This one’s my special recipe.”
I hesitated, taking the glass from her. “Special recipe, huh?”
“You’ll like it,” she said simply.
I raised it to my lips and took a cautious sip. It had a citrusy taste at first, smooth but strong, and the burn came a second later. My nerves were already getting to me, so I threw back the rest of the drink in one gulp.
Almost instantly, I felt the warmth spreading through my chest.
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