June 26, 2022

Average Joe [Reboot]: Aunty Tosin Isn’t As Innocent [S03E01](18+)

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Average Joe [Reboot]: Aunty Tosin Isn’t As Innocent [S03E01](18+)

So, yeah, ten years ago, I and my aunt had sex.

To be honest, I’m still processing it. It kinda happened out of nowhere. It was just one of those sweaty hot afternoon, all things normal, then… Bam! It happened. Sex happened.

Now, it wasn’t just sex. It wasn’t making love or any of that bullshit. No soft music, no roses or candles. None of that stuff. No, I and aunty Tosin FUCKED! I swear, it was like one minute, things were normal between us, just a regular aunty and nephew.

And then the next minute, the clothes were coming off, and we were just going at it. And trust me, me and her went at it. Hard! Physical, lusty, nasty fucking! Naked, thick, meaty young dick buried in tight, dripping, mature pussy. An aunty’s tongue in her nephew’s mouth. An aunty’s plump lips wrapped tightly around her nephew’s thick shaft as she took it eagerly down her throat. A nephew’s big hands squeezing his aunty’s absolutely enormous breasts.

God, they were fucking big, and I got to feel every inch of their smooth, naked skin. An aunt and her nephew, two naked bodies, dripping with sweat, their heated skin sliding against each other as they savagely fucked. And it was fucking rough. It had screaming and moaning.

It ended with a nephew’s large nuts coated with his own aunty’s sex juices, and an aunty’s tight, wet pussy filled to the brim with her nephew’s thick cum. It was the greatest sexual experience of both of their lives.

But that was two days ago.

Most of the time, this is the point where the story ends. The sex had happened, the climax of the story. But the question for us was… what comes next? What comes after an aunty and her nephew have sex? What do you do after that? Can you back to normal? Did we want to?


I suppose I should tell you what happened.

It was a lazy Saturday in the middle of March. It was one of those sweaty days where being outside for an extended time was just unbearable. Which was why I was doing my best to enjoy the air conditioning. I had hung out with some friends earlier in the day, playing football before the heat became too unbearable. After that, we went and saw a movie.

And now I was chilling in my house, sitting back in my room, playing a FIFA game on my PS3, winning, naturally. The typical things a freshly graduated secondary schoolboy would do. If it was up to me, these were the types of things I would happily do all day until I left for university, but my family wouldn’t let me be that lazy.

I worked as a sales attendant in a supermarket, and while that was fun, and seeing hot girls was certainly a perk, I was happy to enjoy a few days off to relax and do nothing.

But my uncle had other plans.

He was one of the partners at a big law firm, so he was typically very busy. That being said, he gave us a good life, so I wasn’t complaining. But anyway, his boss, the big manager at his company, was throwing a big barbeque party at his mansion. It was this whole big thing and the families of the staff were encouraged to come and enjoy themselves.

Uncle was all about work and all about showing off his good life, his beautiful wife and handsome nephew, so we were all meant to attend. We attended every year, and while there was some fun stuff, I always found it really fucking boring.

They would always ship me off to hang with a bunch of spoilt children, the kids of the other employees, and they just weren’t my flavour. Not the type of people I liked hanging out with. So, I always ended up dreading this thing, and I always dragged my feet.

Like today, I was in my room, wearing the same jeans I have been wearing for a week, in a thin, blue t-shirt with my favourite football team’s logo on the front, sitting back, barefoot, playing video games.

I wasn’t alone in my dislike of this event. I could tell aunt was pretty uninterested in the whole thing too, that she would rather be doing literally anything else. But she was a good corporate wife, and she would always be all smiles by the time we made it there.

Uncle, as one of the partners, had been gone most of the day, helping set things up. I and aunt were scheduled to drive over and meet up with him in a bit, but as I said, I was dragging my feet. And, like a good aunt, she was poised to remind me of this fact.

“Jimmy!” I heard aunt call out from down the hall, she refused to call me Joe, as she repeatedly said its an old man’s name, she approaching my room.

“You need to start getting cleaned up. We need to get going soon!”

“Yeah!” I called out, not even looking at her, barely acknowledging her. I could feel her presence standing in my doorway. Finally, annoyed with my classic teenage disregard for authority, she stepped into my room, standing in-between me and my flat screen, forcing me to pause the game.

“Yes?” I asked with a grin. I looked up and met my aunt’s annoyed gaze. I suppose this would be the best time to describe her, seeing that this was the woman I was about to fuck.

Her name was Tosin, and, uh, she was my mom’s sister. My uncle made enough money as to why she didn’t have to work, but she always kept herself busy with different things. But none of that really mattered for this story, so I’ll get to the good stuff.

I’ll be honest… My aunty was extremely beautiful. Like, legitimately hot and sexy. She was dark-skinned, with long, lustrous hair, cascading down between her shoulder blades in a perpetually tousled look that always really worked for her.

She had shining, playful eyes, and full, plump lips. She was gorgeous.

And then her body… man, her body. She was very physically active, so she kept herself very fit, with a flat belly, and long legs. Her hard work was really showed off by her amazing ass. It was firm, full, round, bouncy and juicy, and it rode high and perky on her frame like a teenager’s. It was mouth-watering. Sometimes, even I had trouble not staring.

And then there were her breasts…

Man, just… man, describing them in words doesn’t do them enough justice. They were just… huge. So huge. My aunt had enormous breasts, full, round, smooth, and just perfectly shaped. They were also shockingly perky and rode high on her chest, jutting out from her slim frame proudly.

My aunt was no doubt the envy of all the corporate wives, and I’m sure there were some who doubted that her boobs were real. Trust me, I had known her pretty much my whole life. Those boobs were real and absolutely massive.

So, from top to bottom, my aunt was sexually attractive. Absolutely gorgeous, and with a body to match. As her nephew, it was a hard thing to ignore, which is probably why I can describe her body in such great detail.

And while I used to feel a lot of guilt and confusion for noticing these things, I eventually made my peace with it. My aunt was hot, and that just couldn’t be denied. My friends would never let me forget that my aunt was so sexy, so I wouldn’t be able to get very far in life without accepting that fact.

Had I jacked off to her a few times? Sure. I tried not to get too carried away with thoughts like that, but every so often, thoughts of her just did it for me.

Sometimes, there were certain days, or she would be in certain clothes, but for whatever reason, she would have me as stiff as a brick all day long. I would think about, you know… sex with her, fantasized about it, but I had never really planned to actually do anything about it. I wasn’t that crazy. I wasn’t actually gonna go through with it.

And it wasn’t like it was entirely up to me. I’m sure she would have a few objections if I brought it up with her. And besides, I did pretty well for myself. As a good looking football player with a sizable dick, I was well taken care of in every way I needed.

That said, the thought of seeing that body in action was indescribably hot, and at times, as a natural flirt, I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from running some game on my aunt. Her body was so lust-inspiring. But I controlled myself enough not to flirt with my aunt, despite how hot she was.

“Jimmy!” My aunt called out, shaking me from my daydream. “You need to get cleaned up!” she said impatiently, her hands on her hips. “We need to get going pretty soon.”

“But… it’s hot,” I whined exaggeratedly, looking out the window, my tone causing her to smirk.

“Come on, honey, you need to get cleaned up,” she said, reaching down to shake my knee. “You were outside for a while. You’re probably all sweaty. You need to shower. Come on.”

“Uh… fine,” I said, rolling my eyes, letting my game controller drop to my lap. “You know, I don’t really want to go to this stupid thing anyway,” I said calmly. “It’s never fun.”

“I know,” she replied with a knowing smile. “You think I want to go? I would much rather be on the beach wearing a bikini, but…”

“That doesn’t sound so bad…” I replied, unable to stop myself from giving her that knowing, flirty tone. Hey, I stopped myself when I could, but I couldn’t hold back completely. That simply wasn’t in my character.

But my aunt always seemed to enjoy my bravado a bit, always giving me warm looks, that same cute eye-roll, and that small slightly excited smile whenever ever I said this. My uncle was a work-focused man, so I doubted he still gave her this kind of flirty attention. Knowing my aunt seemed to enjoy these comments, our relationship had gained a sort of flirty tone at times.

It was innocent, honest. My aunt had to know she was really sexy, and if my uncle wasn’t telling her this, then I’m sure she enjoyed being reminded of this fact, even if this attention was coming from her own nephew.

And she would give it back to me, giving me a wolf-whistle when she would see me shirtless or calling me ‘handsome’ or ‘macho’, stuff like that. It was all in good fun, but I think there was a tinge of truth in it, from both sides.

“Alright, cool it,” she said, shutting me down. “We’ve got to do these things. Your uncle gives us a good life. It’s the least we can do.”

It’s funny looking back and seeing how full of shit she was. She didn’t care about the party. She probably cared even less than I did. And, deep down, she wasn’t too bothered by my laziness either.

After doing what we did a little later, I looked back at this whole interaction in a whole new light. I knew the truth now. I know what she really wanted. What she needed. If at this moment, I gave her the choice of going to the party, or to vigorously jack off my thick cock till it exploded in gobs of thick, creamy semen all over her big, naked breasts… well, let’s just say, I established a very definite answer to that decision.

“Yeah…” I relented, not excited about this whole thing. I shut down the Playstation and moved to stand.

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