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My name is Brian, I'm 19. This is the story of how my aunt fell in love with my dick.
It was a warm Saturday morning, a few days to Valentine and I was laying on my bed looking up at the ceiling, watching the fan blades cover and reveal the light bulb above, if you'd asked me to go throw stones in the river with you I'd have done it, I was that bored. My girlfriend had just broken up with me without giving me a reason, honestly I didn't care, she was too self absorbed anyway.
As I lay there thinking about how to forget my ex girlfriend my phone began to ring, I lazily got up to answer.
"Hello, Brian honey," it was my mum.
"I need you to go over to your aunt's, she's too proud to admit it but needs your help with a few things now that you know... Ronald's gone."
My aunt's husband, ex husband of two years, Ron had left her for an Asian bimbo, he even had the nerve to bring the new girl to the divorce hearing, what an asshole.
Aunt Rosaline was a saint, I always wondered why any man would want to leave her.
"Okay mum, I'm on my way." I said hurriedly, I'd almost forgotten that I was on the phone.
I got dressed, locked the door and walked a few blocks down, Aunt Rose didn't live too far from us.
When I got to the door I noticed a bunch of boxes labeled "R" on the porch, must be Ronald's things I guessed as I pressed the door bell.
"Coming!" Came Aunt Rose's voice.
I heard the lock release and the door opened, I expected to see a sad woman who I would probably have to console but to my surprise she was smiling, She rushed to give me a hug, it was so warm and full, thanks to her soft, big and braless breasts that pushed against my chest.
"Brian honey, what are you doing here?"
"Mum sent me to help you out with couple of things,"
"awwwww, that was so sweet of her, you didn't have to, but since you're here you might as well help me move some of these things outside,"
"sure, I'd be glad to." I said.
Why wouldn't I? After that hug, I was lucky not to have a hard-on.
My aunt Rose was a beautiful woman, my mum's younger sister. She was like mum 2.0; everything mum had with a few adjustments.
Whether she did it intentionally or not she always turned me on, it didn't matter what she wore. He boobs and her ass could not just be hidden. In front of me stood the object of my childhood fantasies.
I helped her move most of the heavy stuff, I hadn't been hitting the gym lately so it was sort of a good workout for me.
Ronald was a producer so he had a couple of speakers and amps that were too heavy for just aunty Rose to get rid of. As I took the first amp to the living room I realised I didn't know where to keep it.
"Aunt Rose, where do I keep this?"
"Out on the porch with the boxes!" She said from inside where she was packing.
"okay!"
After one hour, I was done, I sat outside getting some fresh air.
Then I realized that I hadn't seen Aunt Rose in a while, so I called out to her but she didn't respond, I called again and still no answer.
I went inside the house to check up on her, "aunt Rose!"
I heard a faint yes coming from the bedroom so I went upstairs.
I got to the room and what I saw sank my heart, Aunt Rose was sobbing uncontrollably, she was trying to clear her eyes but I could see she couldn't stop the tears.
She'd been putting up an act the first time I saw her, she was strong but even strong people have limits. It was disheartening to see her like this.