1. Fucking Karen


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Blackmail, Bondage and restriction, Incest, Male / Older Female, Rape, Reluctance, Author: McFrank, Rating: 54.4, Source: sexstories.com

    cleavage. My hard dick gets even harder. She asks my how I slept and I say : " fine. Great actually " " really? Because you were making some strange noises." she said. "oh I just had a dream about me poking a cat." "thats a weird dream" she said apparently not getting the innuendo. She starts to change channels and stops at one of those paranormal ghost hunting shows. She askes: "hey, is this place haunted?" My family has never really been a believer in the Supernatural but I responded: "why? " " because last night I heard a strange noise and when I woke up I saw my photo album on the floor and I left it on the night stand. " I already new what she was talking about. She was talking about me in her room looking at her topless pictures. She apparently didn't know it was me in there. " huh, that's weird. Maybe we can to one of those sessions were we ask the ghost questions and see if they respond " I said jokingly. " wait don't you have one of those spirit boards with all the letters and stuff? " she asked. " oh yeah I'll go get it. " I go get the spirit board and come back, still in nothing but a towel. "OK let's do this" I say. "Do you go first or do I " she asked " you go ahead " I said. " is there a ghost here with us?" she asked I decide to have some fun and slowly move the piece at the center to spell "yes" "was that you!?" aunt Karen asked. I denied moving it. She asks more questions and I move the piece accordingly. My Slightly frightened aunt Karen grabs hold of my ...
    arm and tells me to ask some questions. I ask the fake ghosts: "were you in aunt Karen room last night?" I move the piece to spell yes. She grabs onto my arm tighter. I ask: "did you move to photo album?" again I secretly move the piece to spell yes. She tightens her grip and I start to wonder how far I can take this. I asked: "what did you see in the album?" I moved the piece to spell tits. I look over at aunt Karen and her face is red. She let's go of my arm. I asked her: "tits? What tits?" "no nothing. That doesn't mean anything. I have to go clean the room" she said nervously. I knew she would go and get rid of the pictures so I quietly followed her. When she got there I looked over her shoulder and saw the topless picture again. I say "whoa" out loud. Aunt Karen shrieks and turns around. "what are you doing here?!" she asked. I completely ignored her questions and decided to use this to my advantage. "wow aunt Karen was that you? Nice tits. Very sexy." I said. She pushes me back and I fall onto the bed and my towel comes off. I loosely fixed it. "what did you say!? I'm your aunt! Don't talk to me like that!" she yelled with a bright red face. I said: "Why not? It's true you have nice, big, sexy tits." I said. As I'm finishing my sentence I stretch out my arms and squeeze her boobs. Pissed off she slapped me across the face and yells: "you pervert! How dare you!? I'm calling your parents!". As she's getting her phone I lose all control. I drop my towel and say: "hey, aunt ...