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Austin Aunt Gwendolyn
I slept as Michelle had left me; naked and on top of the covers. My feet dangled off the foot of the bed and my shoulders felt like they were as wide as the bed. All in all not terribly comfortable. What fitful sleep I got was interrupted when the door opened and a gasp followed by "Oh my word!"
I sat up and saw Aunt Gwen standing at the doorway, one hand over her heart the other over her mouth, and her lovely eyes locked onto the raging beast between my legs. I yanked a sheet trying to cover myself, but that ended up looking like Casper sat there.
"Aunt Gwen, let me explain," I started.
Aunt Gwen shushed me with one of those southern belle hand gestures and continued, "Dave, I don't care if you and your cousin slept together. It wasn't all that long ago that it was pretty commonplace."
Aunt Gwen stepped into the room, closing the door behind herself. Her eyes never strayed from the bulge between my legs, holding the sheet up. My eyes dipped along her body and my jaw dropped as I spotted her nipples were hard.
And huge!
Michelle may have had little grapes for her nipples, but Aunt Gwen had the largest and the choicest of grapes attached to her pendulous breasts. The flimsy fabric of her nightgown hid damned little.
"Fuck," I thought, "amazing titties." I mentally castigated myself for horn dogging my aunt.
I stammered, "Aunt Gwen, maybe you should leave."
She shook her head before reaching down and pulled the sheet down, revealing my cock again. "Nonsense, boy, that should be out for all to see."
My cock sprang free of the thin sheet, standing there quivering while she stared at it. I wasn't sure if possible, Aunt Gwen's nipples seemed to get harder. That thought alone caused more of the clear viscous fluid pool atop my piss slit.
I stammered, "A-aunt Gwen I don't feel comfortable being naked like this."
Almost like she was talking to someone else, Aunt Gwen said, "I suppose it's only fair." The next thing I knew she pulled her nightdress over her head and tossed it aside. "If you are naked then it only makes sense that Chelly and I are too."
Of all the things to focus on, "Wait, you call her Shelly?"
Aunt Gwen nodded, "Yes, dear, I do, but with a C, not an S"
I looked at my Aunt appraisingly. Everywhere that Chelly was hard or firm, Aunt Gwen a soft version. If one compared it to driving, Chelly was driving in the Alps with sharp corners and turns, whereas Aunt Gwen was like driving along Crowley's Ridge, or maybe eastern Kansas. Long smooth corners and flowing hills that rose and fell gently.
A scar ran left and right not far above Aunt Gwen's brown pubic hair. I reached out and ran a finger along with it and Aunt Gwen shuddered. "What's this Aunt Gwen? What happened?"
"That's my C section scar, where they pulled Chelly out."
To this day, I have no idea what I was thinking, but I swung my feet off the bed and grabbed Aunt Gwen by the hips and kissed her right in the middle of the scar. A low moaning "Yesss" escaped her lips and her hands came up to my head and held me in place while I kissed left and back across the scar all the way to the right end.
After I finished my journey across her body, Aunt Gwen tilted my head up and our eyes met. I had the glorious view of seeing her through her mountainous breasts, which were about half the size of Lisa.
She smiled and hoarsely whispered, "Go shower dear. I will see you after."
My hands slid around her hips and down onto her full, plump, yet amazingly firm cheeks. I smiled back, "We could save water and shower together."
Shaking her head, Aunt Gwen said, "No, dear, I have to talk to Chelly before this goes too far."
I stood up, my body dragging along hers, my cock wedding itself between her legs. If I had any doubts that my aunt wanted to fuck me, they were gone when I felt the wetness of her pussy on top of my cock. They were completely destroyed when my loving beautiful aunt rolled her hips back and forth along my shaft.
I made a move to kiss her, and Aunt Gwen backed up."Go brush your teeth and shower. I will see you when you are done."
With that, she turned and headed out the door. My eyes followed the vision of her derriere until I could see her no longer.
I almost grabbed some clothes before I remembered "my" desire that we all go naked. Thinking about it, though, I really could not object, I mean hell, two beautiful women were going to walk around her naked all the time? I may never get soft again.
Instead, I grabbed my toothbrush and went through Aunt Gwen's room to get to the Jack and Jill bathroom. After brushing my teeth I cranked the water on full blast, then hot, steam immediately began to raise from the torrent of hot water coming from the showerhead. I tried to piece together if I really wanted to have sex with the two women, one my aunt, the other my cousin.
The cousin portion was settled. We had made love until the early morning hours and I really wanted to do it again and again and again.
The question remained about my aunt. How would that work out, especially between the two of them? Her body was something to behold and hold, at 45 or whatever she remained a walking wet dream. Just the memory of her scar brought my erection out of its temporary slumber.
"I guess that solves that," I muttered.