Aunty Stop Touching episode 3

πŸ”ž AUNTY πŸ₯΅
STOP TOUCHING πŸ₯’

CHEATER THREE πŸŽ‰

WRITTEN BY PETER’S GRACIOUS ✍🏻
πŸ”žFOR MATURED MIND ONLY πŸ”ž

Before I could respond, Aunty Philo intervened, carrying a small bag. “Good morning, Aunty Philo,” I greeted, focusing on my meal, despite feeling uneasy.

“How are you, Emmy?” she asked.

“I’m fine,” I managed to say.

“Has your mom gone to the market?” she inquired.

“Yes,” I nodded.

“That’s great. I prepared rice, stew, plantain, and chicken for your lunch. You can have it this afternoon,” she said, handing me the bag.

“Thanks for your concern, but I don’t need your food. Mom left enough for me,” I said, washing my hands.

“Are you referring to this bland vegetable soup that’s not properly cooked and this cold Eba?” she questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“It may be simple, but I like it that way,” I replied, taking the plates to the kitchen.

To my surprise, Aunty Philo followed me and shut the door behind us, making me feel trapped and uncomfortable.

“Aunty Philo, what are you doing?” I asked, feeling uneasy as she stood close to me.

“I just want to make sure you’re eating well, Emmy,” she said, her voice soft but unsettling.

“I appreciate it, but I can take care of myself,” I replied, trying to create some distance between us.

But she moved closer, her eyes fixed on me. “I know you can, but I want to help. You’re like a son to me,” she said, her voice dripping with an unsettling sweetness.

“Son, indeed.” I sneered.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as she reached out to touch my face. I jerked away, trying to escape her grasp.

“Aunty Philo, stop it! Please Aunty stop touching” I exclaimed, my voice firm but shaking slightly.

But she just laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. “Oh, Emmy, you’re so sensitive,” she said, her eyes glinting with a sinister light.

I knew then that I had to get away from her, to escape her clutches before it was too late. But as I turned to leave, I realized that the door was locked, and I was trapped.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy what we did yesterday.” She said coming closer to me.

“I don’t want to do anything with you again. Aunty please stop.” I said In sobber.

“Not too quick Emmy,, haven’t you wonder why am drawn to you? Because you have what your elders have.. You have a big gbolaπŸ₯’(D**k)” she said and grabbed my di.ck.

“I can’t stay in same compound with a special boy like you. And go looking somewhere else to satisfy my urges,, beside relationship this days sucks.” She said and pulled my trousers down and squat down to my level and took my d**k in her hand stroking it gently…..

And then placed it in her mouth,, using her tongue to lick it.

I couldn’t do much.. just like the previous day I enjoyed it, and also like the feeling.

She properly put my d**k in her mouth and began s*****g it.. ..

She took my hands and placed it on her underneath her singlet.

Making my hands to touch her b****t.

She kept s*****g my d**k till I c*m heavily on her mouth. She chewed it and swallow it.

β€œYou are so sweet Emmy, by the time I start taking good care of you, you will become sweeter.” She said seductively.

She pulled off her singlet reaveling her big round watermelon breΓ€st urging me to s**k it.

I did as she instructed s*****g her juicy b****t. I gave the breΓ€st equal treatment s*****g from one to another. Aunty Philo was m*****g uncontrollably using her hands to still stroke my balls and d**k.

I fear that we might get caught since it was morning and most of the neighbors were still at home, except for my mom that normally leaves the house early… She stood up from the floor.

She sat down on my mother’s kitchen table spread her legs wide,, paving way for her pu.ssy she was just wearing a short skirt without pant and asked me to come closer to her I did as Instructed.

I bent down and started s*****g her honeypot.

She kept calling my name and begging me to continue.

Which I did, as long as it makes her happy.

We were so engrossed in the act when we heard a loud lock on the door.

We bought looked towards the door with a racing heart.

Who could that be? I thought.”
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Emmy is beginning to fall for Philo’s tricks now huh??

TBC

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