First of all, hello everyone. My name is Mert. I am a 21-year-old child of average height and weight. I’d be lying if I said I’m very handsome or charismatic. But I see myself as a child with expenses. I ‘ve read a lot of different sex stories so far , and I can get a pretty good sense of some being factual and some fictional. I don’t know why people tell their sex stories that they haven’t experienced as if they had. I also told you an aunt sex story that happened to me.I will tell. There will probably be people who call it a lie or think it might be true. Frankly, I’m not trying to persuade anyone. I just want to share a memory with you. Moreover, since it is considered new and fresh, I feel the need to tell someone. It’s really hard to keep something like this inside. Since I was afraid of the reactions I would get, I thought I would tell you in a place where no one knew me. Aunt sex story
I will tellÇiğdem, my youngest aunt, who is the wife of . Although he is 39 years old, he is unmarried, unconventional and knowledgeable person in the family. Aunt Çiğdem, who is a university graduate, works in a good position in a big logistics company, looks to enjoy every moment of life, is constantly traveling, is always busy with something, and has a life that can be taken as an example and envied, travels a lot due to her job. He always takes time for himself on every trip. He either travels or participates in events. 1-2 months ago, my aunt went to Ankara for business. Two days after his return, I went to visit him. On Saturday, I went around 1100 and we sat until 1800 in the evening, chatted, told me something, showed me photos. Around 1800, my aunt received a phone call. A phone call that the result of the Covid-19 test he had done was positive and that he should remain in quarantine during his recovery. When my aunt was talking on the phone, I realized that there was a problem because she got serious and the wool was white. When he hung up the phone, he explained the situation.
I grew up in a troubled family. My father was a heart patient, my mother had both diabetes and COPD. Naturally, in such a situation, it was not possible for me to go home or to put my family at such a risk. Naturally, my aunt gave my name in the section of contacts on the phone. They sent a team and said they would test me too. Naturally, my aunt and I were quarantined until this disease was over, and even for a while after it ended, until our test results came back negative. Of course, when I called my family and told them about this situation, they were a little scared of course, but there was nothing they could do anymore. There was no way I could have taken that risk even if it hadn’t infected me. That’s how our aunt’s sex story started.
frankly other sex storiesAs described in the article, my aunt did not jump directly on me. Even in my mind, there was never such a thing as being with my aunt. I had never looked at it with such a receptive eye. Yes, she was a beautiful woman, but I never imagined her naked, she never adorned my fantasies.
The first days of quarantine passed normally. We were constantly watching movies, reading something, chatting. When he was having a business meeting online, I was either watching something or studying on my mobile phone. Sometimes I read a sex story , but I only did it at night. Of course we were staying in separate rooms. I don’t even need to say this.
If I remember correctly, it was the fourth day of quarantine. I woke up early in the morning and thought I’d take a shower while it was calm. I grabbed my towel and clean underwear and walked to the bathroom. When I opened the bathroom door, I saw my aunt naked, with a towel in her hand, with a confused look among the intense steam. While trying to mutter things like “I’m sorry, aunt, I didn’t know”, my aunt said, “Okay, Mert, close the door if you want,” wrapped in a towel. Not only had I seen my aunt naked, I had also babbled in front of her like an idiot. Embarrassed, I went back to my room and waited. My ear was in the bathroom. When I heard my aunt’s voice coming out of the bathroom and going to her room, I quickly entered the bathroom to avoid meeting her. I hung up my towel and took off my top. I also turned on the water to warm it up. I looked at my own body in front of the mirror as usual until the water warmed up. I wish I was a little more muscular. In the meantime, I took my tool in my hand and saw how it looked in the mirror. I lifted it slightly. I was thinking how I would feel if I was a girl who saw myself naked, when the door opened. This time it was my aunt’s turn to see her naked. “Oh sorry,” she said, closing the door again at the speed of light. “Mert was going to have my brush comb in front of the mirror, can you give it to me,” she said from behind the door. I opened the door just as far as I could give the comb. Again, I was left with a red face. This time it was my aunt’s turn to see her naked. “Oh sorry” he said and closed the door again with the speed of light. He said from behind the door, “Mert, I was going to have a brush and comb in front of the mirror, can you give it to me?” I opened the door just as far as I could give the comb. Again, I was left with a red face. This time it was my aunt’s turn to see her naked. “Oh sorry” he said and closed the door again with the speed of light. He said from behind the door, “Mert, I was going to have a brush and comb in front of the mirror, can you give it to me?” I opened the door just as far as I could give the comb. Again, I was left with a red face.
Here is the aunt sex story in my headrevived that day. That day, in that shower, I masturbated for the first time, thinking of my aunt and her nakedness. That day, I talked to my aunt until almost evening only when we had to. Whatever happened, there was a sudden coldness between us. Fortunately, everything was back to normal that evening. We made our tea, sat on the sofa and started looking for movies. We were talking as well. We both got over the morning issue and were back to normal. My aunt even joked about the subject; He said something like, “It’s a disgrace that the first woman you see naked is your aunt.” And I said, “Where did you get that it was the first one”. It was unbelievably sweet to smile with that confused face. With questions such as who did you see, what did you do, and when, the subject suddenly became my sexual life. When I saw my aunt’s sincerity, I immediately fell out. My ex-girlfriend, our experiences, our sex life, I even spilled the details of the positions, how I held her hair, how she trembled. My aunt was devastated. He was listening to what I was saying with his mouth open. At that moment, I said to myself, “What am I doing?” I suddenly realized what the fuck I was doing. I sat down and told my aunt, and even my aunt, whom we saw each other naked in the morning, everything I knew, lived, and wanted to live about sex. My aunt, on the one hand, is listening without taking her eyes off, on the other hand, she is constantly sliding her eyes down. I told you everything I wanted to live. My aunt, on the one hand, is listening without taking her eyes off, on the other hand, she is constantly sliding her eyes down. I told you everything I wanted to live. My aunt, on the one hand, is listening without taking her eyes off, on the other hand, she is constantly sliding her eyes down.
When my aunt looked down constantly and from time to time, I looked too. I became enthusiastic as I spoke, brought myself pleasure as I spoke, and even lived, on the other hand, I sewed the mandrel and set up the tent. Realizing the situation, I tried to lower the tent with my arm. At that moment, a single sentence my aunt said broke the ropes; “Don’t hide it, we saw what we’ll see in the morning,” he said. Whatever courage came at that moment, or how enthusiasm prevented me from thinking, I suddenly held my aunt’s hand. I took his hand and gently placed it on my cock, on the tent I had erected. He looked me in the eyes for a few seconds without taking his hand away. Then he lightly squeezed my dick under his hand.
While my aunt gently lowered my sweatpants, I lifted my ass so she could pull it off more easily. My aunt first touched my dick with her soft hands for a while and looked at it. I understood that he was hesitating about what he was going to do, and was even about to give up. So I held it in his head and slowly brought it closer to my dick. He took it in his mouth without any objection. While my aunt sucked my dick, I was stroking her back, trying to pull her shirt up. She stopped just as I pulled her up and reached her bra-clad boobs. Standing, he took off his shirt and sweatpants in a second and threw them away. He sat on my lap on the couch, right on my dick. He took care of himself, without me having to do anything. Before I could say “Aunt…” I ejaculated. My aunt got up without saying anything, took her clothes and left.
It’s been so long, I’ll talk about this sex story and more later. Maybe this will be the best aunt sex story in a few series. Good day everyone for now.