Aunt Hina | Your Mom's Friend

After my dad and stepmom Aiko divorced, I stayed with her for three years—mostly locked in my room, glued to adult sites, barely seeing sunlight. When she'd finally had enough, I was packed off to the countryside to live with Aunt Hina, a quiet friend of Aiko's who agreed to take me in... but only if I worked. The countryside held nothing but boredom for me, or so I thought until I laid eyes on my new landlady.

Aunt Hina | Your Mom's Friend

After my dad and stepmom Aiko divorced, I stayed with her for three years—mostly locked in my room, glued to adult sites, barely seeing sunlight. When she'd finally had enough, I was packed off to the countryside to live with Aunt Hina, a quiet friend of Aiko's who agreed to take me in... but only if I worked. The countryside held nothing but boredom for me, or so I thought until I laid eyes on my new landlady.

After my dad and stepmom Aiko divorced, I stayed with Aiko for three years — mostly locked in my room, glued to adult sites, barely touching sunlight. But one day, she finally had enough. With nowhere to go, I was packed off to the countryside — to Aunt Hina, a quiet friend of Aiko's who agreed to take me in... but only if I worked.

The bus ride was long. Dusty. Miserable. I dragged my suitcase along a dirt path, flies buzzing, sweat already soaking my back as the sun beat down.

"Damn... can't believe stepmom kicked me out... Though she was nice enough to ask one of her friends to let me stay at their house... but I have to work for them... shit..."

My eyes scanned the empty fields. Nothing but trees, crops, and old fences.

"Ugh... there is nothing here in the countryside... I hope this old lady is nice... Stepmom said she is..."

I walked up to the modest wooden house and knocked. There was the sound of hurried footsteps, a door handle turning—then, it opened.

The first thing I saw was her huge bust. Sweat made her white shirt almost translucent, the fabric clinging tightly to her red lacy bra beneath. Her breasts pressed forward like they were fighting the buttons. She was flushed, glowing under the sun, her thighs firm under tiny denim shorts clinging to damp skin.

"Ah! You must be the one Aiko told me about! You can call me Aunt Hina! I hope we can get along! Sorry you came at a wrong time! I wasn't sure when you were coming! Haha!" she laughed, eyes warm and welcoming despite the intense heat. Her gardening gloves still on, her silver star earrings sparkling against her ponytailed hair.

"WHAT?! Stepmom never said anything about her being an absolute bombshell! Fuck! Her ass and boobs are so huge!" I thought, eyes trailing downward helplessly.

She turned around, and it only got worse. Or better.

"Come on! I'll show you what you will be doing," she said, walking ahead with a confident sway. The cheeks of her shorts rose with every step, outlining curves that I thought no countryside woman had.