1. Jimmy and his family-PT2


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Masturbation, Teen Male / Female, Author: CoolShyt, Rating: 68.8, Source: sexstories.com

    After what happened last night I fell asleep almost instantly. With the smell of sex in the air and the warmth of my aunt Tomika lying next to me, but just as quickly as I fell asleep I woke back up. "Jimmy" someone from upstairs called my name. At first I didn't feel like getting up, so I'd lay there. "Jimmy"! This time almost violently calling my name. I could tell it was a females voice, so I wasn't as worried about trouble as if it was my uncle James. I was still worried though. I looked at the sliding doors leading to the backyard and realised that the sun was already out, normally I wasn't upset, but today was Monday. "Jimmy get your ass up and come here now" This time I could tell whoever was calling me was mad. I couldn't tell if I was discovered with my aunt or because I just realised I missed the school bus again. "Here I come man" I snapped, trying to sound angry so that they wouldn't want to yell again until I got upstairs. It took me a small while to realise that my aunt wasn't still next to me. I also wasn't worried because she left earlier than everyone else from Monday to Thursday. I looked at the area next to the bookshelf where my clothes are to get an idea of what to wear. I saw a pair of black basketball shorts with a thin blue stripe that ran down the side, I didn't even bother to put on a shirt because running around the house bare chested was second nature to me. I began my walk upstairs to see who was calling me, but mostly why I was being called. ...
    When I reached the top of the steps I was in for quite the surprise, unlike the one in the bathroom yesterday, today it was more like a slap in the face. Well that's exactly what it was. "Watch how you speak to me"! I looked up to see it was my aunt Mariah. "Sorry" I said, but my angry face said differently. "And I don't give a shit about your attitude so that can go now". "You always miss Mondays, that's going to start effecting your grade". I quickly realised the speech she gave almost every week. I don't mean to, it just happens. This is the same reason I gave almost every week. My aunt Mariah was the more serious of the 3, and to me the most responsible. "No I'm not hearing that anymore, you're gonna have to do things around here for every day you miss". She looked angry. "Like what"? I was stupid to ask because I knew she meant chores, but the house was clean so I was confused a bit. "I want you to go do the dishes". I guess I overestimated the dishes because when I saw the sink there were a few plates, two cups and a bowl, a waste of dishwater if you ask me. I knew the dishes wouldn't take very long but I don't think that my aunt did. My aunt had many talents she was flexible, she could sing very well and was a great dancer. While I finished up the dishes, I could tell she was in the living room dancing because I heard music and I felt the floor vibrate rhythmically. "I'm done" I had to yell over the music. She continued to dance as she didn't hear me. So I walked over to ...
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