Aunt Karen part 11

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conclusion ~This episode concludes this story. If you haven't read the other episodes, I recommend that you read them in the order that they were written, since the story builds to the point it reaches in this final episode.~ As Aunt Karen and her older friend June walked down the hallway toward Aunt Karen's bedroom, I sat on the chair in the middle of the living room, in a state of shock from all that had happened. I began hearing giggling and the clinking of glasses coming from the bedroom. I stood up and walked toward the bedroom door. As...

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Aunt Lisa

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Lisa Lorraine Bishop-Sullivan sat across from Bill on her white leather loveseat, her deep tangerine skirt riding high on her long shapely tanned legs. Her full breasts were straining at the thin material of her tight stretch top, her nipples plainly visible, hard, erect, shouting "touch me, Bill" mockingly across the room. Her tiny feet and ankles were framed in a beautiful pair of white stilettos with very thin straps around the ankles. Her face was radiant and lovely as always. Yeah, OK, she was getting to be a pain in the ass for him, but what a darling pain...

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Aunt Karen

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Chapter 1 A Bird in the Hand I was always fond of my Aunt Karen; she was a grown-up for sure, but really not that much older than my sister and I. She occasionally baby sat us and we always had a fun time with her. As I got older and started to have "manly urges," I also noticed that she was a very attractive woman. I thought the world of her. That is, until that summer she spent at my house when she brought that world crashing down around me. I was twelve, and my sister, Carol, was eight...

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Aunt Karen part 1

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When I was 14, my parents went away for a 2 week vacation and made arrangements for me to stay with the next-door neighbors while they were gone. The neighbor had a son close to my age, that I was good friends with, so it wasn't bad for me. My friend's name was Dave, and he lived with his single mother who I called Aunt-Karen. She wasn't my aunt, but that was how I had been brought up to refer to her. Aunt-Karen was attractive, although certainly not beautiful, and was probably in her mid to late thirties. She was...

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Aunt Karen Part 2

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My next erotic experience with Aunt-Karen happened later that day. She was taking a shower in the master bathroom while her son (my friend) Dave was showering in the hall bathroom. I was watching TV when I heard her calling from her bathroom to me. "Will you bring me a towel?" she called. "I'm soaking wet, and there aren't any clean ones in here." I grabbed a clean towel from the hall closet and brought it into her room. "Will you bring it in to me?" she asked from the bathroom. The door to the bathroom was opened, and I...

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Aunt Karen Part 3

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One day, while I was staying at my friend Dave's house with him and his mother (who I call Aunt Karen), he was at one of his music lessons, and Aunt Karen was going out to do some shopping. "Would you do me a favor while I'm gone?" she asked me. "Of course," I replied, "anything!" "There's a basket of laundry in my walk-in closet," she said. "Will you fold it and hang it while I'm gone?" "Sure!" I said. She gave me one of her big warm hugs and said, "Thank you. You're such a sweetheart!" Then gave me...

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Aunt Karen Part 4

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(Changing the Lightbulb) If you've been following my adventures with Aunt Karen, then I won't need to introduce the story or situation to you again. If you haven't been following, then you might want to go back and start from my first installment and work your way up to this one. My last experience with Aunt Karen had been both my most embarrassing and most erotic experience so far. She was kind enough not to mention it again. In fact, she acted as if it had never happened. I think the situation, the tension, between us worked better for both...

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