It had all started the night before. The night my Aunt KK had snuck into my room after getting drunk with my mom and my Aunt Cathy.
Aunt KK had crawled into my bed and pressed her big, soft ass up against me. It got even better from there.
Now I was awake and realizing Aunt KK had already gotten up and snuck out. I hadn't expected her to still be there, pressing up against me, but I was disappointed she was gone. It all felt like a dream.
I got up and stumbled my way downstairs and into the kitchen. My mom was making herself some coffee when I got there. "Morning, sleepy head."
"Morning," I mumbled.
"Everyone's been up but you."
I grumbled my acknowledgement that I had slept in. I wasn't a morning person.
"Where's Aunt KK?" I asked.
"She loaded up the girls and left early. Kinda ran out of here. I was expecting her to stay all day. I guess that shit heel of a husband texted her and she's gonna go running back. Girl will never learn."
Yeah, maybe. Or maybe she couldn't face her sister when she'd just let her nephew fuck her brains out. But of course, I kept that to myself.
My mom was a beautiful woman. She had long honey blond hair, playful green eyes, and a nice tan complexion. She was tall and what most people would have called thick. She wasn't fat but she had some padding in some right places, mostly her ass and her breasts.
All of this was being brought to my attention by the fact that she was only wearing a thin white V-neck t-shirt that came down to just barely cover her butt cheeks, which were also being covered in light purple panties, and no bra. I could tell because I could see her large dark nipples through her shirt.
It dawned on me that my mother had always dressed this way, or not dressed this way, and I just hadn't noticed. Ok, I really had. But I was noticing a lot more this morning after waking up with a raging boner and hoping I could have put that boner in my aunt. But my aunt had left. And now my attention was on the most beautiful woman that I knew, my own mother. The fact that I was eighteen and would have fucked anything with a hole factored in too I'm sure.
But eighteen or not, my mother was a beauty. And those dark nipples seemed to be staring straight at me.
Luckily, she didn't notice me noticing her as she fixed her coffee and I ate a bowl of cereal.
"I just hope she doesn't cancel on us and still goes on the cruise," mom said.
"That'd be just like that creep to not let her go."
I shrugged. I didn't know what to say. We were all scheduled to go on a cruise together in a couple of weeks and of course I wanted Aunt KK to go. Being with her away from home would be a dream come true. I hoped. Or it would a nightmare if she never spoke to me again, or worse told my mom what had happened. I didn't think she would do that, but I guess you never now.
"Well, we better get ready," my mom said, still trying to make conversation with me.
"For what?"
"For everyone to come swimming, silly. Don't you remember. Your Aunt Cathy is coming over with the girls."
The truth was I hadn't remembered much about much. I had been pretty focused on current events and completely forgotten that it was sort of a family day. Ugh. My Aunt Cathy brought her daughters over a few times in the summer to swim and hangout. Like we wouldn't all get enough of each other in two weeks when we took a vacation. As much I was desperate for Aunt KK to go on the cruise, especially now that I hoped we could repeat our performance, I was just as desperate for Aunt Cathy and her daughters not to go.
They were all bitches.
Well, Lily wasn't. But Aunt Cathy and Stephanie were.
Now it was midafternoon and the bitches, plus Lily were here. Plus my other cousin, Aunt Cathy's son.
Everyone was swimming in our pool, eating our food, drinking our drinks, and having a grand old time. Everyone but me. I was miserable.
I had really hoped Aunt KK would come back, but she hadn't. She'd apparently texted my mom and the only thing she'd said was that she'd see us later and she had some stuff to do and work out.
My mom and my Aunt Cathy had been talking about her ever since. I just wanted to be alone, but I knew my mom would be pissed if I didn't participate. So I was sitting by the pool holding a book up, pretending to read and thinking about my Aunt KK and what we'd done. Or really replaying over and over the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around me. It had felt like a dream. One I wanted to have again.
But I wasn't going to have that dream right now. So I was bored and pissed. I watched everyone swim in the pool and noticed my cousins.
Lily was the good one. She was about a year older than me, nineteen, with long dark hair and kind of chubby. She had inherited Aunt Cathy's looks. She certainly wasn't ugly. But she wasn't that pretty either. She had no ass to speak of, but what she lacked in ass she made up for in boobs. My god they were huge. I watched her swim and play in her one-piece suit behind my sunglasses and wondered how the hell those things didn't knock her out. They had to be 44 double d's or something. I had heard my mom mention once that Aunt Cathy was thinking of getting her a breast reduction. I guess people did that but it seemed like a waste to me. Some guy was gonna lose his dick between those things one day and be glad for it and would be depressed one day when he saw a picture of those melons and he had never gotten to see them firsthand. I wondered what they even did with breasts they reduced anyway. Throw the extra away. Gross.
Lily was sweet and I liked her. I smiled at her when she smiled at me from the pool from time to time and politely told her I was good when she'd motioned for me to come in.
Stephanie was the terror. Stephanie was older, around twenty-one and hadn't inherited Aunt Cathy's looks, but had gotten more of the same genes that my mom and Aunt KK must have gotten. She was a knockout with long blond hair. And almost the perfect ass. It was big, there was no doubt. But not too big. And in her bikini it looked perfect. She had smooth flawless skin and looked like a model. The only thing that lacked was her breasts seemed a little small for her frame, but I had no doubt she'd get that corrected. I was pretty sure she wanted to have her pictures all over Instagram and crap like that. I was sure because I followed her and looked at them. Stephanie was beautiful. And she knew it. And she knew I knew it and tried to flaunt it at me, and every other guy she knew, all the while hating me at the same time.
But whatever. They couldn't hold a candle to Aunt KK. She'd been the only thing on my mind other than a few glances at Stephanie and Lily. I couldn't get her off my mind.
While deep in thought about all of that, my mom sat down beside me. She had on a bikini and it was struggling to hold her large breasts in. I noticed and shifted so she wouldn't see that I had noticed.
"Hey, put this on my back will you?" she said and handed me a bottle of suntan oil.
I shifted so I could rub the lotion on without stabbing her in the back with my dick and squirted some in my hand.
"So what's up?" she asked. "You've been quiet today."
"Oh not much, just tired I guess."
"Tired?" mom said. "You were in your room all night and slept late."
I shrugged. "Video games."
She rolled her eyes and bent her head down so I could get her neck.
Mom had the smoothies skin. It was golden brown and thought it was the perfect color. I made her hair and her green eyes stand out. She had a smattering of brown freckles on her shoulders and neck that were quite sexy.
I rubbed my hands on her shoulders and back and down to her lower back.
"Be careful," she said with a small groan. "I might make you massage me if you keep that up."
