She Want Me
Copyright© 2025 by A.L
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A break-up with his girlfriend. He was in his down mood and he visited his Aunt which leads to time with his aunt.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Aunt Nephew Anal Sex Cream Pie First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Slow
My aunt held up the cigarette and gasped, “God, how old is this fucking thing? It tastes foul!”
I drained off the small bottle of beer and offered it to Aunt Amy as a receptacle. “Here,” I said. “Put it in this.”
“You’re a sweetheart,” Aunt Amy beamed. “You getting another beer?”
I nodded and rose to my feet, went to the kitchen, disposed of the bottle and barely diminished cigarette, grabbed a beer, and went back to decking. For the next fifteen minutes, as I took an occasional sip at the beer and Aunt Amy took delicate sips of her drink, we chatted about her disastrous marriages and nightmare relationships. I offered to make her a refill when Aunt Amy finished her glass.
“God, but you’re lovely,” she said through a grin. “I could get used to being waited on like this.” My aunt held out her empty glass. “Might take a little dip,” she added.
I saw her stand up and move to the pool before I went towards the villa. I heard my aunt gasp and squeak that the water was lovely. “So cool and refreshing!” she trilled.
My aunt was in the pool, water up to her neck, sunglasses still on, when I went back outside with another beer for myself and a replenished drink for her.
“Come in, Carl,” she said as she moved to the edge of the pool. “It’s divine,” added Aunt Amy after she took her drink from my hand.
She sipped at the gin, sunglasses aimed at me, head tilted slightly towards one elbow, a position that gave me a disconcerting feeling she was looking right at me.
“You know what else would be fun?” Aunt Amy placed the glass several inches away from the edge of the pool. “Skinny dipping,” she said when I asked what would be fun.
I felt fingers of excitement clench in that indefinable place seep below the pit of my stomach and, despite the cold logical notion she was my aunt - my father’s sister - my cock thickened at the prospect of seeing her naked. It was a dark, clandestine sensation, slippery with a sense of the forbidden, the sly and furtive element to the idea adding a thrilling spice to the mix.
With the visceral tug of dark desires down in my core, I gulped out a halting, “What? Me and me? In the pool?”
Her nod was eager as my aunt beamed a smile. “Bloody naughty, isn’t it?”
She trilled a mocking laugh when I stammered, “But you’re muh-my aunt.”
“What’s that got to do with it, Carl? You’ve seen a lady in the nuddy before, haven’t you? It’s not like we’ll be doing anything wicked,” Aunt Amy went on through a smirk. “It’s just bare skin.”
I wanted to do it. Inside my head was a voice screaming at me to take the shorts off and get into that pool with my aunt. But, regardless of the way my body responded and the voice yelled at me to stop being a dickhead, I still felt the reluctance. “Yeah, but...” I said.
“What are you scared of?”
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