She Want Me
Copyright© 2025 by A.L
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - 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
“All right,” murmured my aunt.
“If we’re going to be nude in front of one another, I suppose we’d better get the awkward bit out of the way. I’ll get out now, Carl. Then you’ve got to get out, too. But I want us to behave like nothing’s different. We’ll just be nude, that’s all. You look at me all you want. Let’s get that part of it finished so we can relax.”
I swallowed down the sudden fear rising inside me. I couldn’t get out of the water just yet. Not with my cock all swollen up like it was.
Too late, I called out, “Aunt Amy,” but she was already half out of the water.
My aunt turned, swivelling at the waist to show me a three-quarter profile view of her generous breasts. She asked, “What is it?”
“Oh,” I blurted, stunned by the sight of her boobs.
“Come on,” Aunt Amy said. “Don’t keep gawking. They’re only tits.”
My aunt turned her back to me, presenting the shape of her femininity in the sweep of her waist into her hips, round buttocks pulling a gasp from my throat.
“Come on, Carl,” insisted my aunt when she reached the top of the terraced steps. This time, she turned full frontal to face me, fists on her hips, breasts swinging and swaying.
“Oh, Aunt Amy,” I breathed, eyes on her hairless vulva.
It surprised me to hear her chuckle. I thought she might be pissed off with my reaction. “Oh, Carl,” purred my aunt after the chuckle. “You’re not thinking dirty thoughts, are you? My big tits too much for you, sweetie? Didn’t expect me to be bare down there either?”
I gulped when my aunt cast a glance towards her own pubis.
“Get out of there now,” Aunt Amy insisted with a curl of an arm. “You’ve had an eyeful of me. Now, how about you give an old lady a thrill and let me get a look at your lovely, tight bod.”
She didn’t leave me any choice and, appalled by what I was doing, followed my aunt up the steps.
My face was burning as the water fell below the jib of my half-hard cock.
Then I heard my aunt gasp as, through a low moan, she said, “Fuck, Carl, now that is a lovely surprise.”
We were back under the oversized sunshade. I was standing while my aunt sat on her lounger. She had her sunglasses off, gin in one hand, her blatant gaze set on my dick.
“You know what I said,” murmured my aunt, “about not touching?”
I nodded and breathed out, “Yeah...”
“Well,” Aunt Amy said, “would you like to touch my tits?”
“Fuck,” I gasped, surprised, “can I?”
I saw her throat work as her face tilted up. “Yes, you can. Do you like big tits?”
I groaned out another yes.
“What about older ladies? You know, like me?”
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I said through a moan. I almost took hold of my cock and started to stroke it.
“If you touched my boobs and I touched your cock...?”
Then, before I could respond either way, my aunt leaned in and curled her fingers around my shaft.
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