She Wants Me
Copyright© 2025 by A.L
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
For the following four days, it was like a honeymoon with my aunt. We kissed and made love; we rutted, with me fucking into her body as we snarled and grunted, and I showed her my strength. We ate quick meals, drank gin and tonic, went around naked, and lived for the moment.
Then, one afternoon, both of us dozy with slumber after sharing our love, my aunt murmured, “Your mother and father are coming out here tomorrow.”
Alarmed at the news, I sat upright. “What? Fuck? What do we do?”
Languid, unconcerned, my aunt asked, “What’s wrong?”
“We can’t keep doing this,” I said, starting to babble. “I’ll have to go and sleep in the other room. They can’t find out. Shit, Aunt Amy, can’t you tell them not to come? Mum’ll know something’s been going on just by looking at me. She always knows when I’ve done something. But this is too fucking huge...”
“Calm down,” interjected my aunt. She put a hand on my arm.
I recoiled from her touch. “Shit, no. Don’t touch me!”
“It’ll be all right, Carl.”
I gawked at her like she was crazy. Which she had to be if she thought my mother wouldn’t divine what we’d been doing. “No, it fucking won’t,” I gasped.
Insistent, Aunt Amy nodded and then came up to her knees. She sandwiched my cheeks between her palms. “Look at me,” she said. “Pay attention. Focus, Carl. Look at me.”
I let out a troubled sigh and tried to settle. Then I looked at my aunt.
“I promise everything will be okay,” Aunt Amy murmured. “Better than okay. You’re going to love it.”
Puzzled, I groaned out, “How do you know? How can you be sure?”
“Trust me,” she purred, grinning at me. “There are currents all around that you can’t see, Carl.”
I thought she was talking nonsense.
When I tried to pull away, my aunt continued by asking, “Do you think your mother’s attractive?”
Confused, I gawked at her. “My mother?”
Aunt Amy nodded. “Your mother. Is she sexy, you think?”