Wild Aunt [MILF] [Mother]

Hello everyone! 

No new artwork variants today, since all the versions have already been posted for the most recent illustration reward.

The next Queen Reward will be coming out in early June.

So, in the meantime, I decided to publish a new standalone story, which is about a MILF who receives her nephew for Summer vacation. 

Please let me know if you like this story or not, and if you want me to write part 2. 

Thank you! 

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Wild Aunt. By Camille Juteau.

The Summer Holidays this year were definitely going to be something else.

What I meant by that was that I was going to spend most of the Holidays with one of my aunts. Not just any aunt, but my favorite out of all the ones I had.

Her name is Tracy

Her full name…

Tracy Kastle.

I called her Auntie, but I also often called her Auntie Tracy, only for the fact that it rhymed. I never spent as much as I would this Summer. Even though, I completely adored Auntie Tracy, I had only typically spent a few days at a time with her. But this Summer, it would be weeks. A month, even, perhaps if I was lucky enough.

When I arrived at her place, I couldn’t find her at first. I knocked and knocked at her door, but there was no answer. Scared, she wasn’t home, which would be pretty odd, since she expected me, I took a chance and circled around her home. I went in the back, looking for her, hoping she was outside in the back, and to my complete and utter pleasure…

She was!

Auntie Tracy was seemingly waiting for me in the back of her house.

Seductively lounging around on a long chair.

Soaking up under the sun in what was nothing more than a tiny bikini, a couple of sizes too small for her.

Now, here was what was so fascinating about my favorite aunt…

Tracy had macromastia.

Her tits were huge.

And every time I saw her again, whether it was in real life or in pictures on the internet, I swore, they were getting bigger and bigger.

She had to have macromastia.

Macromastia was when a woman’s breasts would continue to grow larger and larger over time—over the days, weeks, months, and years… In other words, they wouldn’t stop growing.

They would never stop growing.

Not all women were like that.

Not a lot of women were like that.

It was rare and precious.

So precious.

As I turned around the corner and witnessed her lounging on her long chair, waiting for me, I immediately grew a boner as I first laid eyes on her and noticed that her tits were even bigger than the last time I saw them in person. Exactly my point. This was exactly what I was talking about this entire time.

Then…

She saw me, as well.

“Good day, nephew. It has been so long.”

Long, it sure had been since the last time I saw her in real life.

When I found her in the back, she was in nothing more than a micro bikini way under her size. The micro bikini set came in two different parts. A minuscule top, which barely covered her nipples, and a bikini thong so tiny that I could almost see her pussy lips. Her micro bikini was jet black.

It paired well with the pearl pink high-heels she also wore today. I could see her toes with these heels on.

Finally, something that completed her Summer outfit was a pair of dark grey rectangular sunglasses she had on. Her shades made her even hotter. They gave her a certain attitude to her. A strong and confident one.

I liked it a lot.

The view was glorious.

I could have stared at her that way forever, but I had to say something back to her, right?

Anyway, that didn’t stop my hard-on for her to stop. Oh, no. Nothing ever stopped.

“Hey, Aunt Tracy! How’s it?”

“Hello.”

Aunt Tracy was a mom.

A mom of two, actually.

I couldn’t see her son or daughter, but they could be inside. I had no idea, but in all honestly, if they weren’t home right now, I wouldn’t be too sad about that. The more time I spent alone with Aunt Tracy and the better it would be.

I couldn’t stop staring at her.

Her huge and thick thighs made my balls flicker with envy for them.

Her huge breasts had never looked better and bigger than they did in that way.

Her thick nipples, which were actively and achingly poking through the thin and flexible fabric of her bikini top, were staring right at me.

I kid you not!

Her nipples stared right at me, and I had no idea how to contain myself at this point.

It was exactly as if her nipples desired me to free them from that obstructing bikini top

I had to keep it together.

For now.

“Anyone else home?” I asked her, so curious to find out if she was home alone or something.

“No one home but me. The kids are in town,” she seductively replied to me, informing me that the woods were out and that I was indeed home alone with her.

“Aw! Wish they were here. I was hoping I could catch up with them.

Oh! And yes! You guessed it already. Aunt Tracy was a single mother. She had no one that I knew of in her life. No husband. No boyfriend. No close friends that I knew of. The father of the kids wasn’t even around.

This was a perfect set-up and situation for me to get something out of this.

“They’ll be here later on,” she informed me.

Dang it!

Not what I was hoping for too much, but it’ll be fine. It’ll be just fine.

“I see. So, what were you doing? Soaking up the sun, Aunt Tracy? Waiting for me?”

“A bit of both. I was looking forward to seeing you again. It has been a while. So, do you want to stay over for only the weekend or for longer than that? Your Mother told me you were still unsure.”

“Oh, I’m definitely staying longer!” I stopped her before she could say anymore. So excited to be breaking it to her that I’d be hanging around for a lot more than only a weekend.

“Aw. I’m glad to hear that. Come inside. I’ll show you around. We renovated since the last time you came over,” Aunt Tracy gently and warmly invited me to come inside with open arms.