Chapter 14: Naked Auntie
After that, Aunt Vivian dragged me along as she and Asta took a short stroll, enjoying the mid-European countryside scenery.
We walked slowly along the village's stone-paved path. The morning air was still cool, but my body felt burning hot.
With every step, Aunt Vivian's large, heavy breasts gently rubbed against my arm.
The thin fabric of her dress couldn't hide the softness and warmth of her full flesh. The sweet scent of honey and cinnamon from her body grew stronger every time the wind blew.
I tried to focus on the rural scenery around us—wooden houses with thatched roofs, thin smoke curling from chimneys, and shady trees lining the path.
But my eyes kept being pulled toward far more… wild things.
All along the way, I saw people walking around almost completely naked without any shame.
A middle-aged woman passed by wearing only a front apron, her breasts swaying freely.
Not far from there, a couple was having sex under a large tree.
The woman was bent over, hands braced against the trunk, while her man pounded her from behind with powerful strokes. The clear sound of flesh slapping echoed in the quiet morning.
Even crazier, people passing by actually approached them. A male neighbor stopped for a moment and greeted casually.
"Morning, ma'am. Husband off to the fields?"
The woman who was being fucked just let out a long moan and answered in a broken voice.
"Y-yes… ahh… morning to you too, sir…"
Even when one woman's husband walked past and saw his own wife being fucked by another man right in their front yard, he only glanced briefly, gave a small nod, and continued on his way as if nothing was happening.
My brain felt like it was smoking from overheating.
All these lewd scenes were so open, so free, and… so normal.
After being flooded with these unbelievable sights, one firm conclusion formed in my mind.
'Looks like… I really have transmigrated into a world of complete sexual freedom.'
The corner of my mouth twitched upward uncontrollably.
A strange mix of shock, confusion, and arousal began burning in my chest.
Aunt Vivian glanced at me from the side, her eyes full of teasing as if she knew exactly what I was thinking.
"We're here, sweetheart," Aunt Vivian whispered softly in my ear, her voice low and seductive.
In front of us stood a simple wooden-and-stone house that looked neater and more luxurious than ours.
The small garden in front was filled with blooming wildflowers, giving off a warm and inviting feeling.
"Come on in, follow me," Aunt Vivian said as she stepped inside.
"Alright, Auntie," I replied sweetly, following her in.
As Aunt Vivian walked past me, my gaze unconsciously slid down to her hips.
Her plump, full ass swayed gently under the thin dress with every step.
Its shape was so perfect—round and bouncy—that I found it hard to look away.
At that moment, Asta, who was walking behind me, seemed to notice my stare.
He chuckled softly and casually wrapped an arm around my neck, pulling me closer like we'd been close since childhood.
"Hehe… how about it, Leon? Mom's ass is big and juicy, right?" he asked proudly, his voice light and innocent.
I was stunned.
'What the hell? This guy is proudly bragging about his own mother's ass?'
The thought flashed through my mind before I remembered—this wasn't Earth. In this world, everything I'd experienced since morning was completely normal.
I took a slow breath and nodded with a serious expression, as if I were evaluating a work of art.
"Yeah… Auntie's ass really is the biggest and most beautiful I've ever seen," I praised sincerely.
"Of course!" Asta immediately beamed, his face full of pride like a kid who had just been complimented.
"Mom's ass is the best in all of Kalle Village! No one can compare!"
Seeing his innocent, proud attitude, I felt something strange.
With his golden-blond hair and dark, muscular body that looked like a netorare antagonist from the stories I'd read back on Earth… this guy turned out to be completely different from what I had imagined.
Just as Asta and I were chatting, Aunt Vivian's voice came from inside the house. Her tone was both coquettish and firm, filled with open seduction.
"Why are you two still outside? Come in and have lunch first."
Asta and I quickly stepped inside after Aunt Vivian.
The moment we passed through the door, the inside of the house felt warm and cozy. Morning sunlight gently filtered through the small windows, lighting up the neat living room.
Everything felt so… homey.
Aunt Vivian had just closed the door when she suddenly let out a long sigh and a soft groan.
"Huuh… it's so hot outside today," she complained, fanning her face with her hand.
Without the slightest hesitation, she pulled the tie of her dress in one casual motion.
The thin fabric slid down from her shoulders, passed over her wide hips, and fell to the wooden floor with a soft rustle.
Now Aunt Vivian stood completely naked in front of me.
Her massive G-cup breasts swayed freely, her nipples already visibly hard.
Her hips were wide and tempting, while her plump ass looked even more perfect without any fabric covering it. Her smooth white skin glistened slightly with a thin layer of sweat.
I froze. My heart pounded wildly.
"A-Auntie…?" My voice came out nervous, almost stuttering.
"Why… are you naked?"
Aunt Vivian turned to me. She smiled widely, her brown eyes sparkling with mischief.
Without any shame whatsoever, she placed both hands on her waist, deliberately showing off her naked body more clearly to me.
"Of course it's to make work easier, sweetheart," she answered casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Cooking while fully dressed feels hot and sticky. Besides… in my own house, why cover up?" she said with a smile, then turned toward the kitchen.
She winked at me, then walked to the kitchen while deliberately swaying her hips.
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