MY AUNTY ANNA ROSE…..(18+)…..Part 7

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She was feebly pointing towards the door
as
she said so and this caused the upper part
of
her robe to slightly open up. Her chest
were
now bare and one could trace the sides of
her
large B—m as they disappeared into the
cloth she was putting on. Now don’t begin
imagining too much. I am the one telling
the
story here. I am the one who saw it, not
you.
Anyway, I did noticed this early but I
sincerely
never made any attempt to look. However,
as I
made it up from the floor where I had been,
my eyes inevitably got caught in the depth
of
the sweaty, glistening cleavage. I let my
eyes
remain there (…and please, still do believe
me
that it was totally against my wish) until I
made it up fully. And as I left the living
room,
my eyes met hers. She had been starring at
me all this while. She did see me gaze into
her obviously hot cleavage. Ops!
Fortunately,
a quick glance at mum told me she didn’t
quite catch me too though. As she was
busy
diligently straightening out the edges of the
leather sofa she was seating on. I was now
trying not to give much interest to what I
had
seen, but the emerging stiffness in my
shorts
kept saying otherwise. Not really as easy.
Or
is it?When I got into aunt’s room, I met the
DVD on top of her bed as she said. I
quickly
picked it up, glanced at the label, “lujuria” it
read. Easily guessed it was of Spanish
make. I
have always known aunt to like lots of
European and South American movies. A
lady
and a guy were right in front of the case
and I
began having the impression that this was
a
romance movie even though I couldn’t
interpret the movie title. I remember seeing
a
couple of decent romance movies with her
in
the past. But that was long ago. I quite
cannot predict what mum’s gonna say
about
it this time. Having mum watch it with us
will
only make it a bit more awkward. As I
quietly
walked out of the bedroom while still
looking
at the DVD pack, my eyes suddenly got
drawn
to a rather bright colour at the far end of
the
room; right on the dresser just beside the
wardrobe. I looked closely but couldn’t tell
what it was since it was partly concealed
by
one of the cloths hanging from the window
linen. This made me get even more curious
but just before I could get to the dresser, I
realized what it was; aunt’s pink d—o!
What
a wrong time to see it. I knew within me
that
if I were to stick to my recent resolution of
not
having anything to do with aunt sexually,
then
I shouldn’t get any closer. I mustn’t open
up
to more ‘wrong’ fantasies about her having
s*x. But I was dying slowly. I couldn’t just
take my eyes off it now. It looked very
inviting. In fact, it was literarily beckoning
me
to come. Well…you get what I mean for
sure.
So, imaginations of how she gets to slid
this
in and out of her Kittycat began returning
into
my head. But wait! Did I say Kittycat? How
was I sure it was her Kittycat and not her
anus? I couldn’t stop asking. I just needed
to
sniff it again to find out. So without
spending
more time, I saw myself step forward, pick
the
pink toy and bring it to my nose. It smelt
strongly this time. It smelt strongly of
exposed
steel! Aunt has been Bleeping her a—–e
with
this! And no Jupiter could convince me
otherwise. My hard on was almost now
dropping from my shorts. Holy F**K!”Did
you
see the DVD?”, I was totally jolted out of
my
skin! Walking towards me from the door
was
Aunt Anna. She was now strangely
spotting
one of mum’s house wrappers around her
waist. Up till today, I cannot still tell if she
had been at that door watching me fondle
with her d—o or if she was only walking in
at
that moment I heard her.I practically froze!
Even my lips couldn’t part to let words drop
out.”I thought you haven’t seen it. I
remember
leaving it on my bed”, she was in front of
me
now taking the DVD from me. I still had her
d—o in my right hand and it was plainly
clear
that she had seen it by then but I still can’t
explain why she didn’t react like she was
seeing anything.I still hadn’t said a word as
I
remained where I was, starring at her. She
took the DVD from me, glanced at it,
beamed
me a smile and began walking out of the
room, twirling her concealed butt at me
while
doing so.”Come see the movie with us
Little
D”, She was just only compounding my
misery! Few hours ago, I had taken a
sincere

(…yea; very sincere) decision to avoid this
kind
of situation henceforth; few hours later, I
have
just found myself in another similar one.
Her
‘supposed’ oblivion was only going to make
things worse and I was now wondering
what
the hell I was meant to do next!The movie
was
already playing when I returned into the
living
room. I had taken additional time to regain
my composure as well as return the
implicating d—o to the dresser top. Both
mum and aunt were still seated on the
same
sofa leaving the couch at the left. My
intention was just to assess the situation
thoroughly and then make it to my
bedroom to
spend most of my time there. There was
just
no way I could stand the embarrassment of
being with aunt any longer. Not after this
most current incident. I only wanted to
make
sure she wasn’t discussing anything close
to
what happened with mum even though I
doubted she would ever want to do so.
Unfortunately, just as I made to leave the
living room, aunt called out as usual.”Wont
you be seeing the movie with us young
man?”
Her question really amazed me a bit. She
was
totally proving that what had happened
wasn’t really inhibiting her freedom
towards
me. This was the exact opposite for me.
And
the choice to address me as ‘young man’
only
made everything a bit more ordinary. Well…
I
am still a young man in case you are
forgetting”Uhhmm…” I was stuck for the
second time that day”You can seat over
there”
she was pointing to the seat directly
opposite
her. Couldn’t explain why. But as I obliged
and when for the seat, I tried looking at her
and caught her starring at me again. She
dint
attempt removing her eyes. I could see a
certain hunger in them but I couldn’t
explain
what it was for. As the movie continued
playing, we both kept exchanging glances;
catching each other on my occasions. My
barely concealed B—m weren’t helping in
anyway and mum was rightly not aware of
all
this.We were all soon enjoying the movie
anyway. It was of a very interesting
storyline.
Romance as I predicted and was about a
young man called Silvestre who fell in love
with his cloth maker; Anita. Unfortunately
for
him, the lady was already engaged to
another
man and the question kept being how he
was
going to win her over. I was partly
concentrated and also partly involved with
trying to decipher the next line of action for
me. I still occasionally flashed glances at
Anna trying to see if I could tell what she
was
thinking within herself but at each attempt,
I
only ended up either ogling her robust bust
or
feasting my eyes on her succulent thighs
instead. Despite the cloth she had tied
around
her waist, a decent part of her thighs was
still
very visible and I guess she did catch me
once
or twice starring at them. I was fighting a
lost
battle.We were now about half-hour into
the
movie when she suddenly said she was
feeling
weird and needed to make a little coffee.
With
this she stood and left for the kitchen.
However, not long after, she called out to
me.
She wanted me to help her get some sugar.
It
is usually kept on top of the refrigerator. I
wondered why she hadn’t seen it. I left the
living room and went for the kitchen.
However,
on getting to the door, I was completely
struck
by what I saw! Right before me was a bent
Aunt Annarose! Her wrapper was gone and
was in a heap somewhere around the
kitchen
counter. Hence leaving her with just the
night
robe she has been wearing since last night.
And given how brief the robe was, it was
barely covering her upper buttocks now.
Her
Buttocks cheeks were so bare to me save
for
her undersized panties and I could clearly
see
how the light blue material held tightly onto
her bare cheeks! The swell created by her
Kittycat was also very visible and given
how
bent she was, I did notice the trace of her
opening on it. I had an instant hard-on!”I
am
trying to check if the sugar pack is down
here”, she began as soon as she found out
that I had come into the kitchen. “Please
close
the door.”She was groping aimlessly inside
the lower kitchen cupboard; head and arm
buried in there. A teacup which I assumed
had
her unprepared coffee was placed on the
counter. Goodness knows we never ever
kept
our sugar down that cabinet. Unfortunately,
I
was too cofounded to utter a word.

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