It was my first summer back from my freshman year of college; a year that didn't quite reach my expectations of college life. I had tried over and over, and subsequently failed over and over, at courting a girl as a freshman. This meant I went home for the Summer as yet again a virgin, now 19 years old and as frustrated as I could be. My plan for the Summer was to try to reconnect with some old flames from high school when I got back, and make any other feeble attempts I could to lose my V-card, before I returned for my Sophomore year. I was having a difficult time finding a good summer job in my small home town, so a few family members elected to discontinue their landscaping service so that I could replace them as a way to make some money. One early June morning I got up for my first day of landscaping. I put the mower on the trailer, and loaded the trailer up with weed eaters, hedge trimmers, sprayers, etc. I did about three yards by lunchtime, and headed home for lunch before I started my grandmother's yard, my Aunt's yard, and lastly my own yard. These were the last three of the day, and luckily for me my family, my Mom's sister, and my Mom's mother all lived on the same road as me, so there was no need to load the trailer again and drive across town.
I went down to my grandma's house and began mowing her yard. Being bored and under stimulated as I rode the mower, my mind began to think about one of my most intense, yet most dark and secreted sexual fantasies: my Aunt Jobeth. She was my mother's sister, and had long been my favorite family member since I can remember. When going to her house as a child, I was always excited to go as she let me get away with things my mother never would have: watching R rated movies, eating candy and drinking soda all day, and letting me stay up till midnight. She always gave me the biggest hugs, and jokingly threatened my Mom she would adopt me all the time. I always loved her big hugs... but the reason why I loved them began to change as I went through puberty; that reason being her
gigantic
,
soft
tits hitting my chest. By the time I was a pubescent, I was masturbating regularly to the incestuous fantasy of making love to my lovely Aunt.
She was, by this summer, at the mature age of 43, but anyone would tell you she still looked in her early 30's. She never had kids, ate well, and took very good care of herself. She has a small frame as she is only 5'4, but her petite frame only made her even more attractive in my mind. Thin waist, really soft shoulders, and super tiny feet and hands. She had flowing brunette hair a little below her shoulders, and beautiful tanned skin with subtle freckles on her cute, youthful face.
But the pair of breasts she had were the 8
th
Wonder of the World:
gargantuan, spherical, plush, soft
, and so
squishy
those despite her age, were always pulled up and spilling out of her blouses like balloons. I stole one of her bras during my teen years and discovered she had a cup size of 36J... mammoths! I had always been obsessed with obnoxiously-big tits, and my Aunt's were the most tantalizing set I've ever seen in the real world. These were truly freaks of nature: they didn't sag whatsoever, were perfectly symmetrical, and perfectly round like a pair of good fake tits... Only difference was these were REAL, making them
huge
milky, plush, creamy, silky, mushy
, and
soft
gifts from the Gods of sex.
The simple thought of bucking my blood-hot cock through her bare, juicy tits like an animal in heat would send me into overdrive. I would cum myself all the time dreaming about this scene: her on her knees squishing her tits together as I fucked them, watching her hair flinging with each hump, and her smiling at me as I shoot every bit of cum I have all over her face and tits... God, what I would do for that! I'd sneak peeks at her when we had family visits, and would just be mesmerized by how
plush
and
jiggly
her gorgeous melons looked, yet how they also stood up, creating massive cleavage that only displayed more of their jiggly movements. She also had very wide hips below her thin midsection, and a plump ass to complement her frame. She was such a vixen with her hourglass shape, and I'm sure the men who have had cowgirl sex with her have never forgotten: just imagine her ass and thighs clapping on you as she rode your dick, as you hold on to her waist for dear life, and those juicy tits bury your face! Holy fuck!
I almost drove into some of my grandmother's hedges as my mind wandered about my luscious Aunt, and had to put my hand on the steering wheel, as it had slipped down into my shorts to rub my raging hard dick. I quickly began telling myself,
"Stop, Bro. Stop."
And,
"she's not even home right now, she's at work. You won't even see her."
As I finished up grandma's yard, I began driving up the road to my Aunt's place. I thought she'd be at work, but was surprised to see her car in the driveway around 2 p.m. She was a home healthcare worker so her shifts were always sporadic, so I never knew what to expect. At the same time, her new boyfriend's truck wasn't there either, as he had work usually until 7 in the evening. I instantly got excited because I knew I could visit with her after my job was done, and get the long-awaited feeling of her heaving warm melons pressing into my body when she hugs me.
I did the gritty work first, and then hopped on the mower to mow. As I circled the house in my mowing pattern, I instinctively began peeking through her windows in an effort to see if she was actually there. I could just barely see her head through the blurry shower window, meaning that she was home. It also put my mind right back in the gutter as I pictured water running down her curvy body. I began mowing much slower so that she would have time to get out of the shower and notice me before I left. Within ten minutes I heard a soft voice yelling,
"Hey honey!"
I looked back towards the house and saw my Aunt on the front porch waving at me. I turned down the mower and rode over to her. Closer, I now got a close-up of what she was wearing. She had on a MILFY blue-and-white tablecloth pattern plaid dress made of thick cloth that barely covered her shoulders, and was short enough to reveal most of her thick thighs. The chest had a modest V-cut that didn't reveal much cleavage, but caused her huge tits to visibly squish together, which gave me all sorts of excitement. The tightness of the dress revealed how thin and tight her midsection was, which further accentuated her bodacious hourglass figure and petite frame, and made her tits look even juicier and bigger. She had on some high heel flip flops, and her hair was pulled back down the middle, with the rest of her flowing hair flowing freely down the sides. She had on big, thick white hoops. This outfit made her the quintessential "MILF".
"Hey Jojo!"
I said with my voice almost breaking (I called her Aunt Jojo instead of Jobeth, something she started when I was a kid).
"Hey sweetie!
It's so good to have you home from college!
You know I miss seeing you so much!
And my gosh, I can definitely get used to having a handsome young man mowing my yard all summer haha,"
she quickly replied.
"Oh please it's my pleasure; whatever it takes to get to hang out with you Jojo!"
I yelled over the humming mower engine.
She smiled and jokingly rolled her eyes before saying,
"Oh please don't flatter your old Aunt, I know you're living the big college life now. I know you don't want to watch movies and sleep over with me like you did as a child!"
I giggled and said back to her jokingly,
"Oh, c'mon! You know I miss those times!"
"I do too! How about after you're done you come inside for a beer?! I know beer after a day of yard work is soothing!"
she enthusiastically exclaimed.
"Hell yea I would!"
I said back.
