Auntie cleverly seduces her niece, nephew and their mother

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Petra watched intently; her heart pounding.

What is she doing?

Just then Claudia stretched herself out on her back between the kids. They all joined hands and laid motionless for what seemed like hours. Eventually, Petra returned her attention to preparing dinner for her family. Her heart was still pounding, and she was sweating profusely.

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Petra sat quietly at the dinner table a few hours later, treating herself to a glass of a delicious California vintage Merlot that had been one of Claudia’s gifts of that day. She ate very little. The table conversation was lively and enthusiastic as Kurt and Mia bombarded Claudia with questions about her worldly travels and then listening intently as their aunt regaled them with many a story. They were particularly interested about life in America. Petra heard everything but was not actually listening to anything. She poured herself a second glass of wine.

After dinner, the four of them gathered in the living room to watch TV. Kurt and Mia were seated together on the loveseat and Kurt controlled the remote. He wore his usual evening attire which consisted of a white T-shirt, a pair of baggy red athletic shorts down to his knees and no shoes or socks.

Mia wore a tight, dark blue tank top that wondrously accentuated her ample bosom and cleavage, accompanied by an even tighter pair of sky-blue short-shorts that clung so snuggly to her cupcake bottom and her thick, luscious hips.

Petra had settled into her usual place in the rocking chair in the corner, donning her usual sleeveless white night gown that fell loosely down to the tops of her calves. She too, was barefoot. She was flipping through a magazine and trying her best to ignore the skimpy outfit her daughter wore.

Claudia, while still in her spandex pants but had replaced her sports bra with a loose-fitting three-quarter sleeve shirt, was seated on the floor opposite the loveseat and thoroughly studying her family with a most keen and sexual eye.

First: Petra. Breathtaking! Tall, slender and so very sensual and sexy. A living embodiment of an Aryan Goddess with that flawless alabaster skin, that stunningly beautiful face, those captivating sapphire blue eyes, that hypnotic smile and that gorgeous maim of thick, flowing platinum blonde hair draping down past those alluring shoulders. Then that long, sleek neck and those long willowy arms. Five-feet-ten on those two long, gorgeous and powerful legs. Those fertile and curvaceous hips, firm thighs, slim waist and a soft but flat tummy. And her breasts! Those big, voluptuous and glamorously round D-cups with the plump pink nipples the size of erasers.

With her body suddenly tingling all over; as it always did whenever she thought of or looked at Petra, Claudia had to fight with all her might to keep her hands off herself. She then shifted her gaze to her nephew.

Oh my! What a marvelous specimen of young manhood.

Kurt Schulze stood just over six feet tall. He was very lean, toned and trim; almost bordering on wiry with his shaggy sandy blonde hair hanging down over his ears to near the base of his neck. His legs were long and rather hairy, his waist was slim, his tummy and torso were ripped and flat, his shoulders were broad, and his arms were clad with muscle. He had a granite jaw, high cheek bones and deeply set glacier blue eyes. All the best parts of his beautiful mother and his worthless, albeit, extremely handsome father. With her eyes already carnally devouring him, Claudia let them fall to between his legs which were bouncing rather nervously up and down.

Oh Kurt, what wonderful delight is hidden in those red shorts?

The bulge looked substantial and surprisingly, made Claudia blush. Now feeling her loins ache and moisten, she shifted her gaze to beautiful little Mia.

Standing only 5’5″, Mia reminded Claudia of a priceless porcelain china doll. She was just that picturesque and precious. Like her mother, Mia Schulze possessed that immaculate alabaster skin, those sparkling sapphire blue eyes, the radiant and pearly white smile and of course, the gorgeous maim of soft and silky blonde hair that draped mystically over her shoulders. Only hers was a delightful shade of honey-blonde; not the stunning platinum blonde of her mother. Mia’s face was round, soft and angelic with great big dimples, a darling button nose and plump, pouty lips. A buxom young figure with her mother’s curvaceous hips, a delectable cupcake butt and two perky albeit voluptuous breasts that rivaled her mother’s in size. An innocent angel of propriety trapped in the body of a pernicious goddess of sexuality. Though today was her eighteenth birthday, she looked so much younger.

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