Aunt’s Hospitality: A Riley Reyes Story

AUNT’S HOSPITALITY: A RILEY REYES STORY

Aunt Threatens To Kick Nephew Out Of House Unless He Fucks Her

SCENE OPENS on Rita (Riley Reyes), who is in her living room when her doorbell rings. She is puzzled, and says aloud to herself that she isn’t expecting anyone. She answers the door. Standing there is a young man (Lucas Frost), looking forlorn and soaked with sweat, carrying a knapsack. Um…Aunt Rita? He asks tentatively. Oliver? Rita asks in disbelief. ‘Is that really you?! I haven’t seen you since your 14th birthday, and that was…at least 5 years ago,’ Rita says. She invites him inside, mentioning how sweltering it is outside.

He sits down on the couch. He is very shy and cagey about why he’s shown up. With some encouragement from Rita, he eventually admits that he moved to town on a whim with his girlfriend. But almost immediately after they moved, she cheated on him and kicked him out of her apartment. He doesn’t have a job and doesn’t know anyone here, except for Aunt Rita. He finishes embarrassed saying that he used all his savings for the move and doesn’t even have any money. With nowhere else to go, Rita offers to let him stay with her. Oliver gets up to give her a grateful hug and accepts her offer with relief.

Rita pulls away from the hug and with fake concern remarks that he’s soaked with sweat, poor thing! She insists on putting his clothes in the dryer. As he takes off his shirt, he thanks her again for letting him stay there, adding that she should let him know what he can do to pay her back. He’ll do anything. Aunt Rita looks at his shirtless body. She licks her lips as a predatory look comes over her. ‘I’m sure I’ll think of something,’ she says with a wicked smile.

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Later that day, Aunt Rita purposefully barges in on him as he gets out of the shower, flaunting her naked body for him.

A few days later, Oliver and Rita are playing cards. They’re laughing and joking together as they play crazy 8s. They make small talk and eventually Rita says that she’s getting a little bored with the game they’re playing. Maybe they should play something a little more…adult. After Oliver warily asks her what she means, she suggests with a mischievous wink that she’s talking about strip poker. He can’t tell if she’s joking, saying with a nervous laugh that that probably isn’t the kind of game and a guy and his aunt should play, even if she’s only his aunt by technicality.

Hmm, ok, Rita smiles. How about this then—they’ll each draw a card and whoever draws the high card gets to ask the other a question and they HAVE to answer with the truth? Rita suggests. Oliver is a little hesitant, but perhaps in his eagerness to play something other than strip poker, agrees. They draw cards. Rita gets the higher card. ‘Do you want to fuck me, Oliver?’ Rita asks. Oliver is shocked. What?! N-NO, of course not! He stammers. Rita moves her hand to Oliver’s leg but he swats it back He pulls away and springs up, stuttering an excuse that he’s really tired and needs to get some rest, hastily leaving the room.

The next day, Rita approaches Oliver, who sits on the couch. She says hello, sitting down next to him. She is nonchalant, and he acts polite, but he is clearly uncomfortable around her now and subtly moves away from her on the couch. Rita moves closer to him on the couch, delicately saying that she’s sorry if things got a little weird last night. She didn’t mean to come on so strong…they can just take things slow, she says suggestively, laying a hand on his leg. He pulls away from her again, insisting that they’re not going to take things ANYWHERE.

She was afraid of this, Rita says with fake sadness. Well, if they can’t…get along, unfortunately he can’t stay there anymore, Rita says. W-what?? He has nowhere else to go! Rita says that she understands, and that he CAN stay, but he’ll have to give her what she wants. Oliver is shocked at what she’s suggesting. ‘Just be a good boy and give Auntie Rita what she wants, and you can stay here as long as you need,’ Rita says. ‘Ok…OK, fine…I’ll…I’ll stay,’ Oliver says. She grins, unbuckling his pants and slipping her hand around his already-hard cock.

Oliver’s learning that there’s always a price to be paid for his Aunt Rita’s hospitality.