Aunt Neighbour
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 23: It’s not even eight o’clock
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 23: It’s not even eight o’clock - Alex has always lived a quiet life with his family in a peaceful neighborhood, his days blending into one another with a predictable rhythm. But when his estranged aunt, Allie, moves back into the neighborhood after their grandfather's passing, his world is turned upside down.
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Then she kept her eyes locked on mine as she slowly took the length of my cock into her mouth, all the way down to the base. She held her mouth there for a moment, thrilled by my look of amazement before pulling back and kissing the head one last time.
“You look like no one’s ever deep-throated you before,” she said as she stood. “First time?”
“Yeah, actually,” I replied. “Good job.”
She giggled. “Well, even though your dick is still big when you’re soft, it’s even bigger when you’re hard, that’d be the true challenge for a girl and where I assume everyone came up short.”
Alexa now took my hand and led me upstairs to the bathroom, smiling back at me as we walked.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m orgasmed out at the moment,” she said as we reached the bathroom. “That being said, if you are too then I think we can be trusted to shower together without losing control. You with me?”
I nodded. “Pretty sure if I tried to cum again I’d just shrivel into a pile of dust.”
Alexa giggled again, a sound I’d never get tired of. “You’re right, you do have a sense of humour. I’m glad. C’mon, let’s wash one another off and make out in the shower.”
Not surprisingly, her phone followed us in, once she assured me it was water and steam-resistant. Freaky European phones. She turned on the water for us and we stepped in together. We held one another close as the water cascaded down on us, looking into each other’s eyes. The kiss we shared then was inevitable, an expression of an ever-deepening affection that neither of us could explain or ignore.
We began washing and lathering one another, giggling and having fun as we explored one another’s bodies. I knelt and blew raspberries against her ass cheeks, causing her to squeal in surprise and squirm to get way, but I held her firm. She struggled and my slippery grip could not completely hold her and she turned around.
My mouth was now on her wet pussy. We both froze for the briefest of moments but I recovered and was determined to not let the moment become awkward.
Not for her. Not for Alexa.
I pushed my mouth against her and began planting gentle kisses all over her lips. She gasped and trembled, her hands coming to rest on my face. I kissed her long enough to make sure what had happened could never feel like an accident and then kissed my way up her body, past her stomach and her breasts, giving each one some loving, my tongue flicking against and swirling around her nipples. She hugged me to her until I reached her face and she kissed me again.
“Thank you...” she murmured. She then kissed her way down my body until she arrived at my cock, still thankfully limp. I leaned back against the wall as she cleaned me and then kissed up and down the shaft, massaging it gently with her hands.
When she stood again, we just held one another, saying nothing. It was only once the water began to run cold that I looked at her and suggested we get out. She nodded and I turned off the water while she clambered out, handing me a towel.
“It’s not even eight o’clock,” she remarked. ‘What shall we do?”
I pondered that for a moment before going downstairs to retrieve my phone. I came back up and called mom while we stood in the bathroom. It wasn’t long before mom picked up.