Casual erotica writer, not professional. Spare the few grammatical errors as English isn't my primary language.
Characters:
James Anderson- 19
Cassie Hollington- 21
Clara Hollington- 18
Sarah Hollington- 45
John Hollington- 47
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My mind races into the past as I stand in front of her house in my white t-shirt and black jeans, all those tiny moments buried in my memory about the time I used to spend with them. I don't remember her facial features that much, but I do remember her vaguely because of those memories, and the fact that I have two cousins who I barely remember and don't even remember meeting them properly. My aunt left our family for some reason, or like my mom always says, she was sent away from our family back when I was 10. Now that I am 19 and got into Uni, I decided to pay my aunt Sarah a visit, after all the Uni I got into is in the same city as my aunt's house. I packed my luggage, waved my parents goodbye and landed right in front of my aunt's house based on the address I got from one of the old letter cards I found back at home.
I don't even know if they're still in the same address, and even worse, what if she doesn't recognize me after all these years? Surely I have changed quite a bit ever since she last met me. With all these conflicts in my mind and a minor regret and a tiny bit of excitement, I ring the door-bell twice and stand like a stiff pole in front of the door. Within a few seconds, the door opens and I can see a 45yo woman in front of me, presumably my aunt based on her facial features. She has this wholesome aura around her, the motherly aura alongside her beautiful wide smile. She's wearing a white apron with the two thin straps on her shoulders, cut from the sides until her waist and two more straps by her waist tied on her back. The apron barely reaches her knees and thus slightly exposing her soft thighs as she stands outside her house, almost flaunting her curvy figure out in the open.
She looks at me keenly with a curious look and even before I introduce myself, "Oh my, James is that you?" She exclaims with bright eyes and a wide smile, giving me a sudden deep hug while she holds the spatula in her hand and wraps her hands around my neck, pulling me into her soft fluffy body. I widen my eyes, partly happy that she recognized me instantly and thus saving me from the embarrassment and the fact that I can feel her voluptuous breasts squeezing against my chest, it makes me both awkward and mildly turned on at the same time.
"I thought I should drop by and visit my good old aunt... How are you aunt Sarah?" I ask with a smile breaking the hug.
"We're doing great honey! And I never thought you'd make time to visit us, oh my, look at me... I didn't even invite you inside." She says with a soft sigh. I can't help but to stare at her sideboob through the cut of her apron, the perfect roundness of her sideboob outlined by her white tight apron.
"Come on in James! So how are mom and dad?" She says wrapping her arm around my back and inviting me inside as I take my luggage and step inside her house. It is a rather decent one, wide living room, probably 2-3 bedrooms inside the house.
"They're fine. I got into the St.John's Uni and I decided to travel and check with the administration about the dorm or perhaps take a room with one of my friends, and then I realized that you live nearby..." I say with a smile taking my seat on the couch as she sits beside me, squeezing her breasts towards the couch and placing her hand on my knees.
"That's great. In fact Cassie is in the same Uni." She says with a smile. "Oh wait, do you remember Cassie? I bet it has been so many years since you both met." She asks curiously.
"Well yeah I mean I do remember when we used to spend time together. And with Caroline as well..." I say with an awkward smile.
"Oh you silly..." she scoffs patting on my thighs, her breasts squishing and jiggling inside her apron as she scoffs. "Your younger cousin's name is Clara." She says. I feel instant regret but at the same time I feel a bit happy that she isn't rubbing it in my face and in fact, she's pretty chill about it. To this day, I wonder what happened so badly that aunt Sarah was sent away from our family.
"Honey... I feel like there's something burning in kitchen!" A male voice comes from the dining table which is right beside the kitchen, separated by a wall.
"Oh my I am so clumsy. Excuse me James, I totally forgot that I was cooking before you arrived. By the way, do join us for the breakfast, it's almost ready. Oh and meet your uncle meanwhile!" She says gesturing me to get up and follow her. Just as she walks in front of me, I widen my eyes staring at her back. She's not wearing a thing under her apron, she's wearing it on her bare naked body. Her plump jiggly ass sways as she walks in front of me and I follow her to the dining table before noticing my uncle John.
I sit by his in front of him and start to have a small talk with him as my aunt leaves to the kitchen, which is right in front of where I am sitting. All the while he's talking to me, I can't help but to keep staring at my aunt's ass while she works in kitchen, every time she makes a move, her ass cheeks form a set of ripples which is so mesmerizing to watch. My aunt comes back with a bowl of pasta for me and another bowl for my uncle, showing a glimpse of her deep cleavage as she bends to place the bowls in front of us.
"Didn't Cassie wake up already? She said she has a special project meeting to attend today!" My uncle asks as he starts to eat his pasta.
"She'll handle it, I am more worried about Clara. She was with you until midnight and slept late at 2AM or something. That's too bad for her health!" my aunt replies as she joins us for breakfast, grabbing her own bowl of pasta and sits beside me. If I turn towards her, I can clearly see her sideboob which is making me feel so awkward at the moment.
"Mom what's for breakfast?" Cassie arrives by the dining table, unaware of my presence in the house. She's wearing a yellow sleeveless floral sundress, two thin straps on her shoulders and the dress reaches her mid thighs, leaving her arms and thighs exposed. She stops a moment noticing me at the dining table, her hands raised and loosening her hair as she stares at me.
"Pasta honey. Oh and meet your cousin James. Remember Aunt Ames? Her son? We used to visit them for summer?" Sarah tries to explain to Cassie.
"Oh of course I remember mom! Those were fun days and I do remember James as well." She says with a smile and sits across me at the 12o'clock between me and John.