Mia's Misunderstanding
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 12
by
Bobob1
Bounding down the hall of your home, each step of your aunt causing one of her glutes to press you into the other, your aunt arrived back at the yoga room for another session. Opening the door, your aunt was hit by a wave of smelly steam and recoiled in disgust before Shannon walked out the door right by her. "Oh hey, sis! Don't worry, I got the mat all warmed up for ya! Just, uh, give it a little wipe down first, you know how we girls sweat!" Your mother gave Mia a pat on the shoulder before she left your aunt to herself. Walking over to the mat, covered in blotches of your mom's salty perspiration, your aunt felt something tickling the back of her mind. She was going to need a towel to wipe up all your moms sweat but nothing seemed to be around to do the job. Furrowing her brow and tapping her chin, your aunt felt like she had to be missing something...the yoga, the sweat, the towels, it all made her feel like she was forgetting something. Just before deciding it was nothing important and getting her sweat on, your mouth reformed enough to let out a shout!
"Mia! I'm back here!" Jumping in surprise, your aunt felt your muffled cries from deep within her ass cheeks.
Blushing madly with embarrassment at feeling a vibration tickle her asshole, your aunt grabbed a moon in each hand before spreading them apart. "Sammy? Are you still back there? You're supposed to be tutoring!" Suddenly, everything came back to your aunt. Using you as a sweat towel, then a thong, and sleeping on you all night. Immediately releasing her cheeks, you felt her ass clap back together giving you one last pulverizing hug before your aunt slipped you off. Grabbing you in each hand, your aunt raised you up to eye level before you felt her speak."I'm so sorry I haven't been acknowledging you sweetie, normal people like me have lots of stuff to do everyday! We don't get to just nuzzle up to our sexy aunt and lounge around!" You were taken aback by your aunts words, caught speechless in her accusation; and not just because her morning breath washing over your body threatened to make you hurl. One day as your aunt's butt floss and this is how she was treating you? "I'll make it up to you though honey, did you want me to take you off of there?" Finally, something you knew the answer to for sure.
"Yes! I'm done being your thong!" Giving you a sheepish smile your aunt pinched your body before ripping you apart from the thong as if it was nothing to her. Now holding your stringy body in the palm of her clammy hand, your aunt pondered what to do with you. All of a sudden remembering she was in the yoga room, your aunt glanced back at the mat caked in your mom's own grimey sweat. Looking back at you, and back at the mat, and back at you, your aunt hatched what she considered an ingenious plan.
"I was wondering why you wanted to come out of my beautiful booty! It is your favorite place in the world, I know, so you had me awfully confused why you'd want out. You knew it was yoga time and your job is to be my lil' sweat rag for yoga! You're the sweetest itty-bitty man any woman could ask for!" Giving you a dozen wet kisses, you were pounded into your aunts sticky lips, your exposed tongue forced to press into your aunt's lips and even her tongue whenever she slipped it out. You loved your aunt, and she was a complete bombshell you couldn't deny, but she was your mom's sister! You had spent far more time squished to your aunt's ass, sole, and thighs than with her as a nephew so you suppose you could understand how she came to see you more as a servant boy-toy than family, but it still felt wrong feeling her tongue glide along yours with the occasional happy moan coming from deep within her mouth.
Before you could scream out to your oblivious aunt that her ass was far from your "favorite place" and you hated servicing the gross horrors of her stinky body, your aunt tilted her palm causing you to tumble to the hardwood floor with a splat. "Now Sammy, I know your mouth isn't squashed, so feel free to let me know if you don't want me to pound you back into sweat rag shape under my foot. Essentially, speak now or forever hold your peace!" With that you looked up at your goddess of an aunt as she raised the dirty sole of her right foot over your body, patiently waiting for a response with an inquisitive look. Gazing up at the foot in horror, you were immobilized in fear as you saw a droplet of sweat roll down from between your aunt's ass, down her thigh, onto the heel of your aunt's sole, trace the ball of her foot, before dripping off with a splash onto your awaiting tongue. Right before you could shout at your aunt to wait, you began sputtering trying to rid the disgusting culmination of ass and foot funk from your mouth. "I don't know what I was expecting from someone who likes to be farted on. Whatever, I won't make the mistake of ever asking again. I'm fairly certain I can assume what you like at this point." Your aunt laughed to herself as she wiggled her toes trying to be cute, but really raining some sock lint onto your face.
"MIA WAIII-" With that your aunt dropped her dirty foot onto your squishy body. Humming a happy tune to herself, your aunt hopped up and down on you, squashing you and forming you back into the proper tool she needed, a sweat rag. Kneading your body between her toes, your aunt was in bliss, feeling the gross feeling of dirty soles wash away under your gifted and always convenient body. Peeling you off the floor, Mia held you in front of her, admiring her handiwork. She must have been satisfied because she beamed her radiant smile at you before scrunching you in her hand. Getting on all fours, your aunt continued humming to herself as she worked your body over the mess your own mother had left behind, sobbing as you were used as a utensil for your aunt aloof to your torment, shaking her bare ass in the air as she worked.
"I'm jealous of you Sammy, you get to perv on all this," your aunt said sliding her hands from her waist down to her thick ass, "while I work my ass off sweating up a storm!" You watched as your aunt stepped over you walking across the room to put her panties back on before she sat her ass with a plop onto the mat. Thus began your aunt's second intense yoga workout; she'd occasionally nonchalantly reach over and snatch you up, panting heavily before running you through the works of wiping herself down all over before crudely tossing you aside carelessly so you could bathe in your aunt's stench. After an hour or so passes, your aunt stood up and you watched her walk over to a counter before grabbing a water bottle. Glistening in shimmering beads of sweat, you watched her down the whole bottle in one fell swoop. With an intense "Ahhh" your aunt looked refreshed before she walked over to you, dripping all over the yoga studio as she moved, before standing over you menacingly......
"Mia! I'm back here!" Jumping in surprise, your aunt felt your muffled cries from deep within her ass cheeks.
Blushing madly with embarrassment at feeling a vibration tickle her asshole, your aunt grabbed a moon in each hand before spreading them apart. "Sammy? Are you still back there? You're supposed to be tutoring!" Suddenly, everything came back to your aunt. Using you as a sweat towel, then a thong, and sleeping on you all night. Immediately releasing her cheeks, you felt her ass clap back together giving you one last pulverizing hug before your aunt slipped you off. Grabbing you in each hand, your aunt raised you up to eye level before you felt her speak."I'm so sorry I haven't been acknowledging you sweetie, normal people like me have lots of stuff to do everyday! We don't get to just nuzzle up to our sexy aunt and lounge around!" You were taken aback by your aunts words, caught speechless in her accusation; and not just because her morning breath washing over your body threatened to make you hurl. One day as your aunt's butt floss and this is how she was treating you? "I'll make it up to you though honey, did you want me to take you off of there?" Finally, something you knew the answer to for sure.
"Yes! I'm done being your thong!" Giving you a sheepish smile your aunt pinched your body before ripping you apart from the thong as if it was nothing to her. Now holding your stringy body in the palm of her clammy hand, your aunt pondered what to do with you. All of a sudden remembering she was in the yoga room, your aunt glanced back at the mat caked in your mom's own grimey sweat. Looking back at you, and back at the mat, and back at you, your aunt hatched what she considered an ingenious plan.
"I was wondering why you wanted to come out of my beautiful booty! It is your favorite place in the world, I know, so you had me awfully confused why you'd want out. You knew it was yoga time and your job is to be my lil' sweat rag for yoga! You're the sweetest itty-bitty man any woman could ask for!" Giving you a dozen wet kisses, you were pounded into your aunts sticky lips, your exposed tongue forced to press into your aunt's lips and even her tongue whenever she slipped it out. You loved your aunt, and she was a complete bombshell you couldn't deny, but she was your mom's sister! You had spent far more time squished to your aunt's ass, sole, and thighs than with her as a nephew so you suppose you could understand how she came to see you more as a servant boy-toy than family, but it still felt wrong feeling her tongue glide along yours with the occasional happy moan coming from deep within her mouth.
Before you could scream out to your oblivious aunt that her ass was far from your "favorite place" and you hated servicing the gross horrors of her stinky body, your aunt tilted her palm causing you to tumble to the hardwood floor with a splat. "Now Sammy, I know your mouth isn't squashed, so feel free to let me know if you don't want me to pound you back into sweat rag shape under my foot. Essentially, speak now or forever hold your peace!" With that you looked up at your goddess of an aunt as she raised the dirty sole of her right foot over your body, patiently waiting for a response with an inquisitive look. Gazing up at the foot in horror, you were immobilized in fear as you saw a droplet of sweat roll down from between your aunt's ass, down her thigh, onto the heel of your aunt's sole, trace the ball of her foot, before dripping off with a splash onto your awaiting tongue. Right before you could shout at your aunt to wait, you began sputtering trying to rid the disgusting culmination of ass and foot funk from your mouth. "I don't know what I was expecting from someone who likes to be farted on. Whatever, I won't make the mistake of ever asking again. I'm fairly certain I can assume what you like at this point." Your aunt laughed to herself as she wiggled her toes trying to be cute, but really raining some sock lint onto your face.
"MIA WAIII-" With that your aunt dropped her dirty foot onto your squishy body. Humming a happy tune to herself, your aunt hopped up and down on you, squashing you and forming you back into the proper tool she needed, a sweat rag. Kneading your body between her toes, your aunt was in bliss, feeling the gross feeling of dirty soles wash away under your gifted and always convenient body. Peeling you off the floor, Mia held you in front of her, admiring her handiwork. She must have been satisfied because she beamed her radiant smile at you before scrunching you in her hand. Getting on all fours, your aunt continued humming to herself as she worked your body over the mess your own mother had left behind, sobbing as you were used as a utensil for your aunt aloof to your torment, shaking her bare ass in the air as she worked.
"I'm jealous of you Sammy, you get to perv on all this," your aunt said sliding her hands from her waist down to her thick ass, "while I work my ass off sweating up a storm!" You watched as your aunt stepped over you walking across the room to put her panties back on before she sat her ass with a plop onto the mat. Thus began your aunt's second intense yoga workout; she'd occasionally nonchalantly reach over and snatch you up, panting heavily before running you through the works of wiping herself down all over before crudely tossing you aside carelessly so you could bathe in your aunt's stench. After an hour or so passes, your aunt stood up and you watched her walk over to a counter before grabbing a water bottle. Glistening in shimmering beads of sweat, you watched her down the whole bottle in one fell swoop. With an intense "Ahhh" your aunt looked refreshed before she walked over to you, dripping all over the yoga studio as she moved, before standing over you menacingly......
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