Aunt Neighbour
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 25: Qualify for a full scholarship
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 25: Qualify for a full scholarship - 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.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Aunt Nephew Anal Sex Cream Pie First Lactation Masturbation Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Slow
I thought about that for a moment. “I guess you did. And ... maybe that was how it was supposed to be.”
She kept working the mousse in but her pace slowed, my words somehow affecting her. She stopped and took my cheeks in her hands, looking into my eyes.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “That was a very bitchy thing of me to ask. I guess ... so much has changed recently and then I show up on your doorstep and you’re the most amazing guy and ... it just seems so unfair, you know?”
I nodded, knowing exactly what she was referring to, even if neither of us wanted to say it. “I do. You’re the most beautiful and awesome girl I’ve ever met. I’m stupidly into you.”
We stared into one another’s eyes for several intense moments before she closed her eyes and drew a very deep breath. “We need to go...” she said finally. “Get me in the car...”
I sighed and nodded. We needed to do that promptly or we’d tear one another’s clothes off right here and now. She gave my hair some final adjustments before following me out of the bathroom and letting me get my loafers on. We then headed upstairs where I retrieved my keys and took her out to the car. By the time we climbed in, the serious moment had passed and we were our bright and animated selves again. She took more pictures as we pulled out of the driveway.
“So, how far away is this restaurant in a barn?” she asked, tracing a fingernail up and down my arm as I drove.
“About ... forty minutes, I think.” I replied.
“Perfect,” she said, smiling wickedly. “Plenty of time to make you crazy before lunch.”
I dropped my head back against my seat’s headrest and sighed, causing her to giggle. “You are the worst -behaved aunt in history, I’m pretty sure.” I muttered.
“That didn’t sound like a complaint to me.” Alexa purred, winking at me. “But tell me,” she continued, shifting her hips and pulling up her skirt. “Do you like this thong on me?”
“Oh, jeez,” I muttered, trying to not crash us as I gaped while she slid her finger up and down the thin stretch of red fabric that barely covered her pussylips. “I ... yeah, I like it. Can’t you tell, I nearly killed us.”
She giggled and kept teasing herself, daring me to look, which I did as often as I could without wrecking the car. She was apparently turning herself on, because one of her hands eventually went to her breasts and began fondling them through her blouse, sighing and moaning. I kept in the right lane so no one could pass by and see her readily. If anybody passed on my side, I just tried to use my body to block the view, which amused Alexa to no end, seemingly.
We made it to the restaurant with five minutes to spare and parked next to my parents’ vehicle. Alexa adjusted herself while I thought of horrible images to make my boner go away, which it finally did, in spite of her snickering. We got out and walked to the front of the converted barn, where someone greeted us and took us to my parents’ table.