WIP chapter. If you've read the original path with chapters sharing titles with the last ten including this one, minus the obvious addition of "(kinked edition)" and distinct path numberings, you probably have a very good idea where this general series of sub-paths is going and what commonalities I plan for all of them to share.


Maybe it was the way that your Auntie's sexy, puffy asshole kept sucking and slurping erotically on your face like you were a lollipop without her even being fully aware of it. Maybe it was because her body was always maturer and more voluptuous on the whole than Lillian's, even as you and your childhood friend had gotten exponentially more intimate over the years. Maybe you just loved how much stronger all of her farts were.

 

All of that and more, you decided, as you found yourself kissing both the immense asscheeks housing your shrunken form against Sheila's pulsating pucker. You wanted her, you loved her, and now you knew it beyond doubt.

 

And you wanted her to know it, too.


Sheila's eyes widened in surprise at the feeling, drawing her attention completely away from waiting for her daughter's answer—and she found herself blushing profusely in thorough arousal as she realised what you were telling her.

 

She'd completely seduced you, even after you'd already had your very kinky first time with her daughter who'd been crushing on you for years and come back for more.

 

Her oldest, most sinful fantasy had come true in literally the biggest way imaginable, and all she'd had to do was indulge it together with her second one.

 

Oh, fuck… she rubbed her thighs together under the table as she felt the back of her nightgown getting incredibly wet on her seat.

 

Oh, God… I can't wait much longer, Blaise. I need you. I love you. I want you. I want to feel your sexy teen body going inside me again as I eat you up with my hot, stinking asshole. I want to swallow you whole up my big booty and rip my big fucking sexy ass with you inside until we both—


"… Mom?" Lillian stared, eyes wide and heart racing, at her mother's dazed, flustered and very sultry-looking face staring into nothing—or right at her. "Are you… okay?"

 

"… Huh?" She slowly blinked as she was brought back to the waking world. Her stomach rumbled, even as she'd completely finished her plate. "Oh… S-sorry honey… Mommy's just… a little full. I think my little bug is… acting up, just a bit."

 

Slowly, shakily, the older woman rose from her seat—and Lillian could almost have sworn she just about heard a wet squelch coming from her mom's seat as she did so. "I… I think I need to… go and lie down for a bit. Excuse me…"

 

Without another word, Sheila turned around and started walking to her room—and the teen girl was given a full view of the back of her mom's nightgown, drenched right between the legs. A distinct smell wafted in her direction as the Oliveria matriarch walked away.

 

A distinctly erotic smell.

 

Lillian's eyes widened even more in surprise, as she slowly started to put two and two together.

 

… Oh my God.

 

Her face slowly turned a deep scarlet.


Will add more to this chapter later.

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July 17, 2025
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