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My Honey Cousin: Part 1
My Honey Cousin: Part 1.
Darren is spending the summer with his cousin and
his aunt, in the country.
Based on a post by Guzzler
21. Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
Prologue:
In the countryside of Northeastern
France, lived a young widow and her daughter. Lily was an English
debutante who married the son of a wealthy French family. Her husband
died tragically in a Formula One auto race, leaving the young mother
to raise her two year old daughter, Amy. The deceased husband's
Family trust provided them a farm and stipend. Lily's sister and
brother-in-law have a son, Darren; of nearly the same age, and the
two children spent their summers together on the farm while Darren's
parents operated a seasonal business in a Resort seaside village.
Darren begins the story of how his life changed, from his visits to
Aunt Lily's Farm.
It was that time of year.
My parents ran a restaurant in a very busy summer resort village,
on the eastern sea coast of England. So they always sent me away to
stay with my aunt and cousin in the French countryside during these
busiest months. In my early childhood, I became fluid in speaking
French, as a result of this annual summer immersion.
Mom's sister, Lily; had married into a wealthy French family, but
her Husband died in a tragic accident while competing in a Formula
One auto race. The country estate was left to her use, along with an
annual support from the family trust. The estate was never hers; only
provided for her use.
It used to be great fun and I loved those summer months. My cousin
Amy was a real rascal. A wild girl with sandy blonde hair, always
standing on end and always way too long for her. Her mom (aunt Lily)
often gave her a big fat braid in the mornings, but already by
lunchtime it was just a big tangled ponytail at best. She was totally
wild and always got us into exciting and crazy adventures. And since
I was a couple of years younger than her I always followed along on
her impulsive ideas. Amy was taught at home, and was her mother's
only child.
It got us in trouble a few times. Got us scraped knees and bruises
also. Climbing fences and jumping off outhouse roofs, and such.
The County Wet Nurse.
I loved aunt Lily! She was the epitome of a nurturing wholesome
country mother! Always had her light brown hair in a large loose knot
with strands of hair forever needing to be blown from her face with
her classic side blow she’d learned to master over the years.
She had huge tits and was very curvy and it was a great feeling to
be hugged by her, and she was generous with hugs. Partly because Amy
and I often came in crying because we hurt ourselves on some fence,
or stubbed our toes on a rock, or something.
I particularly remember one time; when I was very much younger,
and had scraped my knee, or something; and aunt Lily sat me in her
lap and tried to console me to quench my crying. But I just cried and
cried with my head in her chest. Suddenly I felt her nipple in my
mouth and she pressed my head to her very full teet!
My crying stopped and all I could muster was a muffled surprise.
As I recall, moments later I felt a squirt of very sweet milk! By
pure reflex I swallowed and that mouth movement gave just the right
suction to send me another squirt of her milk!
It was a bit weird but so soothing. I don’t remember how
long this continued but I fell asleep there in her lap latched onto
auntie's teet.
It never happened again, and we never talked about it. I just kept
it in the back of my mind, as a nice, comforting memory.
It seems Aunt Lily had continued to nurse cousin Amy until she
started primary school; then helped a few other moms who needed a wet
nurse, for one reason or another.
Pubescent Changes.
This summer tradition started about 15 years ago, and ended about
5 years ago.
For some reason, this year I was ordered to resume the visit, as a
requisite for my financial support at a Cambridge Uni.
But this summer I wasn’t as keen to go stay with Amy and
Lily over the summer. The Last summer I was there, which was about 5
years ago, Amy was different. I guess she had grown or something.
Apart from the obvious;her boobs growing out and her waist and hips
getting curvier, and such. She was very stand-offish towards me. She
tried, a little, to be fun and welcoming; but it was clear that I was
not of interest and mostly just in the way. I was a 13 year old
pre-pubisent boy, and Amy was a moody 15 year old self-declared
woman.
One time I ran into the bathroom and, by mistake, surprised Amy in
there, half naked. She got really aggressive and yelled me out of
there at some volume. What a bitch!
So the greater part of summer was spent watching TV and hanging
around aunt Lily. She of course did her best to make me have a good
time, playing cards or making me snacks. But I felt kind of alone all
summer while my cousin Amy just was ‘out’, or up in her
room all day.
These past four years I've been enrolled in a boarding school.
I've got no idea how my parents afforded it, But now I'm
college-qualified.
A Pleasing Reception.
So it was with a heavy heart I made the boat and train trip, out
to the eastern France countryside, this summer. I'm 18 now, and
shouldn’t have to stay with aunt Lily and my cousin over the
summer. I felt like I was too old to be watched after. Why couldn’t
my parents just leave me to tend for myself at home instead?
Hopefully Amy had grown out of that mood she was in, years ago. We
were both more mature now, I hoped.
But already, as I got off the train, I was pleasantly surprised.
As I stepped onto the platform I saw aunt Lily over there by the
station house. I couldn’t see Amy anywhere but was suddenly
attacked by her giving me a strong hug and a wet kiss on the lips!
”So great to see you again, Darren! We’ll have a great
summer;” she exclaimed, and gave me another wet kiss on the
lips!
Amy had grown even more since the last four summers, and so have
I. So she was as tall as me, and bigger in delightful ways. I had
already felt her firm tits against my chest. And now that she was
hanging on to me with an arm around my neck. I also felt the weight
of her curvy body. She was wearing a pair of very short jean shorts,
red sneakers and a tight tank top that showed the sides of her
bra-less boobs, as well as some cleavage. She looked a little younger
than her 20 years of age. But she looked so hot!
Aunt Lily had probably fixed Amy’s hair just before they
came to pick me up, so she still had a thick sandy blonde braid in
functioning order.
Together, we finally made it to aunt Lily who had been standing
over by the station house. Lily is quite tall for a woman, and
stately in her 40-year-old classic tall buxom body.
Auntie Lily was in a light cotton summer dress. It's low-cut
bodice was held in place by two very thin straps, so that her tits
were half exposed and without the constraints of a brassiere. Lily's
nipples added a finishing accent to the contour of her sundress
bodice.
I got one of those beautiful auntie hugs from her. It feels like
being enveloped by the ultimate mother. A long, deep hug. My face
pressed against her abundant bosom; was exactly what I needed, to
feel as welcome as I hoped to be. Auntie's thin, yellow summer dress
was the only thing that covered those lovely mammary mounds, under
there. After the full body hug with Aunt Lily, Darren noticed her
nipples now fully tented her bodice. The hardened full nipples were
so erect and protruding that the rounded nature of her tits was
changed so as to resemble a wide two-pole pup tent.
More kisses and they both were telling me how great it was to see
me again, before we scuttled into the front seat of aunt Lily’s
new 1962 pickup truck, and we headed off to their house in the
country. The truck had a column shift, so my legs could move freely
without getting bruised by the stick shift in the middle of the
floorboard.
I enjoyed my view of tits on both sides of my middle of the bench
seat.
During the ride it, was hard to keep my eyes off of both Lily’s
and Amy’s cleavages. Every time I saw an upcoming bump in the
road my eyes involuntarily moved to Lily’s cleavage. Amy was
also busty, but nowhere near as top-heavy and pendulous as aunt Lily.
I think Amy might have noticed, because many times; just as my
eyes were turning to auntie’s swinging pendulums, she would say
something to grab my attention. Also she was often adjusting her
seat-belt, or tucking un her tight shirt, so her boobs were extra
accentuated under her tight, low-cut tank top. Only two thin
spaghetti straps were tasked with restraining Amy's firm tetons.
Towards the last third of the drive, she had already reached over
and taken my hand to hers. She'd been holding my hand for a long
while and had it clasped with mine. Holding it, the back of my hand
was pressed against her crotch. It gave me something else to focus on
than auntie’s bouncing boobs. With every bump my hand kind of
pressed against her jean shorts. I couldn’t tell if it was her
pushing my hand down or if it was just the motion of the bumps.
Finally at the farmhouse, Lily began preparing dinner. Amy and I
chatted it up. She was very cheery and happy, it seemed. Totally
different from the summer 5 years ago.
Whilst auntie was making dinner, Amy pranced around the kitchen,
bringing out plates and cutlery. Seemed to me that she was spending a
lot of time looking in the lower cupboards for stuff, and those very
short jean shorts made it hard to look away as she was bending over
all the time and wiggling her ass towards me.
During dinner Amy was looking very intently at me all the time.
The meal was great and I made sure to give aunt Lily a hug
afterwards. Again I got to feel the skin of her huge tits against my
cheek.
Community Tub.
Amy wanted attention again and proclaimed that we should take a
bath before bedtime, like we used to do all the time when we were
youngsters.
Lily let go of the warm embrace and said that she would go
upstairs and draw a bath for us.
I got a bit nervous about the ‘us’ part.
Several years back. Amy and I, and even auntie had joined in
taking a bath together, sometimes. Before the improvements in indoor
plumbing, We had limited hot water, and if we all needed baths, we'd
have to share the water. And the castiron tub quickly cooled things
had changed. We were kids then. It didn’t really feel the same
now. It felt different. Somehow it didn’t feel as innocent now.
Amy was quick to grab my hand and show me upstairs to my room. It
was the same room that I had always slept in while I was here in
summer time. As I well knew, but Amy reminded me, my room was just
next to hers.
Sometimes, in earlier summers, we used to sneak into each others
bedrooms and just hang out. Tickle fights sometimes, giggling and
always hushing each other to not wake auntie.
Of course she would sometimes hear us and come in and send us to
our separate beds.
The bed was made, there was a towel on the foot end. We could hear
aunt Lily pouring the bathtub from across the hallway.
"Get undressed and let’s get in the tub;” Amy
said and left the room.
Now I was getting really nervous. All those hugs, having both
Amy’s and aunt Lily’s tits pressed against me. Amy
holding my hand down to her crotch through the better part of the
truck ride and seeing Amy in her short shorts prancing around in the
kitchen had stirred something in me.
I had matured and of course gotten some kind of interest in girls
and stuff during the years, but I had never gotten closer than to
have some fleeting fantasies in my mind about what it would entail;or
even what I actually thought about it.
Now I was all of a sudden about to be in a very real situation
that I had no experience in.
Best not to think too much about it. I had bathed with Amy and
aunt so many times before. So I just went with it, undressed and
wrapped the towel around my hips and made my way towards the
bathroom.
Coming into the bathroom the sight of aunt Lily met me. Rather,
the sight of her behind.
She was leaning over the bath tub, in her summer dress. While
stirring the bubbly water, her hips were swaying from side to side.
That thin summer dress did nothing to hide her ass cheeks and the
width of her womanly hips.
Mind and body stirring;
I seized the moment and took my chance. Dropped my towel and
quickly stepped into the bath, turned away from aunt so I would not
be too exposed.
”Oh, there you are, my dear” Lily said as I slid into
the front of the tub, with my back to her.
In the back of my mind, I already had some kind of fear of what
might be to come.
I slid towards the middle of the tub, it was pretty big, but I
still sat in a semi fetal position with my back turned towards aunt
Lily. The water was steaming hot, but not burning. Luckily, Lily had
stirred up a fair amount of bubbles, so I didn’t feel too
exposed.
Just as I started warming up to the idea of sitting nude in a
bathtub with my voluptuous aunt right behind me; Amy walks in!
She had a big smile and was holding her towel around her hips. Now
I could finally see her firm boobs in plain view. They were
beautiful! Not extra large, of course, but looked desirable. They had
pinkish areola, with button-sized nipples poking out to say 'hello',
in a slight upward trajectory.
”Hey Darren, make some room for me;” she said as she
dropped her towel and exposed her bare pussy, which now was just at
eye level from me sitting in the tub. Trying not to look straight at
Amy’s crotch, I could still make out the beautiful light
pinkish lips behind a fluffy layer of curly blonde hair on her mound.
Very light and probably very soft I would think. I felt a twitch down
in my awakening tally-whacker regions.
Amy had decided to sit in front of me, so I had to slide back in
the tub. I tried very hard not to let my eyes give me away, as she
spread her legs, her pussy now spread wide and mere inches from my
face; and very slowly she lowered into the tub.
Maybe she felt my gaze and got self conscious, because she then
turned around and squatted, facing me. I think I could see her face
blush a little when she realized she had shown herself to me in all
her naked glory. Or maybe it was just the hot bath water?
Our knees were drawn up and her feet were now touching next to
mine, under water.
”The water is really nice, mom;” Amy said to aunt
Lily.
”Is it? Yeah, maybe I’ll get in with you guys, also;”
Lily responded and rose up, she grabbed the skirting in both hands
and lifted her summer dress off, in one smooth move! She was, of
course, not wearing anything underneath!
As her wonderfully curved nakedness revealed itself, my head
quickly jerked back towards Amy. Now I could feel my cheeks blushing
and that tingling feeling, and my already-turgid cock stiffened to a
petrified nature!
I was too surprised to take it all in, but I could clearly make
out Lily's wide hips, strong, round thighs and huge heavy tits as she
stood next to her falling dress, and reached to the back of her head
to pin up her hair in a knot, before climbing in behind me.
”Mom! I think Darren got a bit embarrassed now!” Amy
snickered as she tried to catch my eye. Aunt Lily was sitting down
behind me. I felt her thighs straddle my hips. I tried to play it off
like it was nothing;
”Nah, it’s alright.” I claimed; although I think
the tremor in my voice gave me away, a bit.
Lily reached around and grabbed me across the chest from behind,
and pulled me back against her. I could feel her huge tits pressing
against my back!
”Oh no! My little nephew can't be embarrassed! We’ve
taken plenty of baths together over the years! Right Darren?”
she said as she gave me a wet, foamy hug, pressing her firm heavy
tits against my back even more.
"Now, scoot back toward me, so I can get my legs straightened
out.” she said and grabbing her other arm around my waist, she
leaned back pulling me along. She straightened her legs, one leg on
each side of me, her thick thighs pressing against my sides and laid
them over my now outstretched legs. My calves were now pressed
against Amy's hips and Amy's toes soon became tucked under my inner
thighs. My ass was in effect pressed down against the bottom of the
tub and Aunt Lily's boobs were like two fleshy pillows against the
back of my head. I could feel her pubes against the lower part of my
back and any tingling feelings had now passed on to a pulsating
horniness.
Amy took her chance, as aunt Lily pulled me back towards her, to
also straighten her legs out and place them on each side of me, so
only her knees were a little above water and I was even more pressed
down in place. We still had about 12 inches between each other
underwater, luckily. Otherwise I fear she’d have been poked by
my growing tally-whacker, down there.
"Okay, Let me do your back.” Lily said; and pushed my
upper body to a forward leaning position. I was sad to not have her
tits as my soft pillows anymore, but glad that I could now reach in
front of me, and collect some more bath foam to try to cover the
surface just in front of me, instead. Auntie started to rub my back
with a bar of soap and both her hands.
"While mom does your back, you can do my front” Amy
said and poured some shampoo over her tits!
"But; I don’t have a sponge?” I stammered.
"Just use your hands, silly” she replied and leaned
forward; the slimy shampoo slowly running down her round tits, then
dripping onto the foamy bubbles on the water.
I cleared my throat for unknown reasons, and gingerly tried to use
my fingertips to spread out the shampoo over her top chest and
shoulders.
"Come on! you have to make it lather up” she said with
a jokingly annoyed voice. Then she grabbed the back of my hands and
put them over her tits! I could feel her hardened nipples under my
palms as she started moving my hands around and around over her two
firm tits.
I don’t know for how long this went on, but long enough for
me to get a painful raging hard on, under the water. I don’t
think I have a specially big cock, or anything. But I could probably
compare with the best, in terms of hardness at this moment. It was
painful, but at the same time I was in a wet and warm heaven, wedged
in place by my aunt's and my cousin's legs!
I was jolted back to reality, or to a new form of heaven,
actually; when aunt Lily exclaimed: "There! Your back is done
now, lean back toward me, and I’ll do your hair.” Amy
reached past me to hand Lily the bottle of shampoo. Then I was pulled
back, my head was pillowed on two soft tits. Landing in her tits, my
two earlobes were gently poked by what I now assume were Lily's two
big stiff nipples. But this time my back, and aunt Lily, were covered
in shampoo, and very slippery.
I slid down a bit. Lily lifted her thighs up, and her thighs
caught under my armpits. So I was now slid down, just my head and
shoulders above the water and I was stuck in a meaty vise, my head
pressed in between auntie’s generous tits that were now also
touching my cheeks from behind!
To my terror, yet enjoyment; my sliding down in the tub also had
resulted in mine and Amy’s groins bumping together! I could
feel the bottom of my shaft pressing against her pussy down there
under the foamy water surface!
I was stuck in place and had no chance to move! Above and around
my head were aunt Lily’s huge boobs, my arms were wedged in
place between by her thighs; and my legs were firmly held down by
both Lily’s and Amy’s legs on top of them.
For a short moment I prayed for the slim chance that Amy maybe
didn’t notice that something was pressing against her pussy
lips.
No chance of that, though. Amy had gone very silent all of a
sudden. Aunt Lily was shampooing my head and hair between her tits I
could feel Amy tilting her pelvis, slowly; up and down the underside
of my now pulsating shaft.
My eyes stung just a bit. Auntie suggested I close them to avoid
further irritation, while she thoroughly scrubbed and massaged my
scalp.
Auntie passed the shampoo back to Amy, and Amy started on her own
long hair and scalp. She began humming ever so softly.
But without my vision, all my other senses got much more intense!
I could feel the firm embrace I was in by aunt Lily, I could even
feel her slippery mound pressing against the middle of my back. It
felt like my spine w
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My Honey Cousin: Part 1.
Darren is spending the summer with his cousin and
his aunt, in the country.
Based on a post by Guzzler
21. Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
Prologue:
In the countryside of Northeastern
France, lived a young widow and her daughter. Lily was an English
debutante who married the son of a wealthy French family. Her husband
died tragically in a Formula One auto race, leaving the young mother
to raise her two year old daughter, Amy. The deceased husband's
Family trust provided them a farm and stipend. Lily's sister and
brother-in-law have a son, Darren; of nearly the same age, and the
two children spent their summers together on the farm while Darren's
parents operated a seasonal business in a Resort seaside village.
Darren begins the story of how his life changed, from his visits to
Aunt Lily's Farm.
It was that time of year.
My parents ran a restaurant in a very busy summer resort village,
on the eastern sea coast of England. So they always sent me away to
stay with my aunt and cousin in the French countryside during these
busiest months. In my early childhood, I became fluid in speaking
French, as a result of this annual summer immersion.
Mom's sister, Lily; had married into a wealthy French family, but
her Husband died in a tragic accident while competing in a Formula
One auto race. The country estate was left to her use, along with an
annual support from the family trust. The estate was never hers; only
provided for her use.
It used to be great fun and I loved those summer months. My cousin
Amy was a real rascal. A wild girl with sandy blonde hair, always
standing on end and always way too long for her. Her mom (aunt Lily)
often gave her a big fat braid in the mornings, but already by
lunchtime it was just a big tangled ponytail at best. She was totally
wild and always got us into exciting and crazy adventures. And since
I was a couple of years younger than her I always followed along on
her impulsive ideas. Amy was taught at home, and was her mother's
only child.
It got us in trouble a few times. Got us scraped knees and bruises
also. Climbing fences and jumping off outhouse roofs, and such.
The County Wet Nurse.
I loved aunt Lily! She was the epitome of a nurturing wholesome
country mother! Always had her light brown hair in a large loose knot
with strands of hair forever needing to be blown from her face with
her classic side blow she’d learned to master over the years.
She had huge tits and was very curvy and it was a great feeling to
be hugged by her, and she was generous with hugs. Partly because Amy
and I often came in crying because we hurt ourselves on some fence,
or stubbed our toes on a rock, or something.
I particularly remember one time; when I was very much younger,
and had scraped my knee, or something; and aunt Lily sat me in her
lap and tried to console me to quench my crying. But I just cried and
cried with my head in her chest. Suddenly I felt her nipple in my
mouth and she pressed my head to her very full teet!
My crying stopped and all I could muster was a muffled surprise.
As I recall, moments later I felt a squirt of very sweet milk! By
pure reflex I swallowed and that mouth movement gave just the right
suction to send me another squirt of her milk!
It was a bit weird but so soothing. I don’t remember how
long this continued but I fell asleep there in her lap latched onto
auntie's teet.
It never happened again, and we never talked about it. I just kept
it in the back of my mind, as a nice, comforting memory.
It seems Aunt Lily had continued to nurse cousin Amy until she
started primary school; then helped a few other moms who needed a wet
nurse, for one reason or another.
Pubescent Changes.
This summer tradition started about 15 years ago, and ended about
5 years ago.
For some reason, this year I was ordered to resume the visit, as a
requisite for my financial support at a Cambridge Uni.
But this summer I wasn’t as keen to go stay with Amy and
Lily over the summer. The Last summer I was there, which was about 5
years ago, Amy was different. I guess she had grown or something.
Apart from the obvious;her boobs growing out and her waist and hips
getting curvier, and such. She was very stand-offish towards me. She
tried, a little, to be fun and welcoming; but it was clear that I was
not of interest and mostly just in the way. I was a 13 year old
pre-pubisent boy, and Amy was a moody 15 year old self-declared
woman.
One time I ran into the bathroom and, by mistake, surprised Amy in
there, half naked. She got really aggressive and yelled me out of
there at some volume. What a bitch!
So the greater part of summer was spent watching TV and hanging
around aunt Lily. She of course did her best to make me have a good
time, playing cards or making me snacks. But I felt kind of alone all
summer while my cousin Amy just was ‘out’, or up in her
room all day.
These past four years I've been enrolled in a boarding school.
I've got no idea how my parents afforded it, But now I'm
college-qualified.
A Pleasing Reception.
So it was with a heavy heart I made the boat and train trip, out
to the eastern France countryside, this summer. I'm 18 now, and
shouldn’t have to stay with aunt Lily and my cousin over the
summer. I felt like I was too old to be watched after. Why couldn’t
my parents just leave me to tend for myself at home instead?
Hopefully Amy had grown out of that mood she was in, years ago. We
were both more mature now, I hoped.
But already, as I got off the train, I was pleasantly surprised.
As I stepped onto the platform I saw aunt Lily over there by the
station house. I couldn’t see Amy anywhere but was suddenly
attacked by her giving me a strong hug and a wet kiss on the lips!
”So great to see you again, Darren! We’ll have a great
summer;” she exclaimed, and gave me another wet kiss on the
lips!
Amy had grown even more since the last four summers, and so have
I. So she was as tall as me, and bigger in delightful ways. I had
already felt her firm tits against my chest. And now that she was
hanging on to me with an arm around my neck. I also felt the weight
of her curvy body. She was wearing a pair of very short jean shorts,
red sneakers and a tight tank top that showed the sides of her
bra-less boobs, as well as some cleavage. She looked a little younger
than her 20 years of age. But she looked so hot!
Aunt Lily had probably fixed Amy’s hair just before they
came to pick me up, so she still had a thick sandy blonde braid in
functioning order.
Together, we finally made it to aunt Lily who had been standing
over by the station house. Lily is quite tall for a woman, and
stately in her 40-year-old classic tall buxom body.
Auntie Lily was in a light cotton summer dress. It's low-cut
bodice was held in place by two very thin straps, so that her tits
were half exposed and without the constraints of a brassiere. Lily's
nipples added a finishing accent to the contour of her sundress
bodice.
I got one of those beautiful auntie hugs from her. It feels like
being enveloped by the ultimate mother. A long, deep hug. My face
pressed against her abundant bosom; was exactly what I needed, to
feel as welcome as I hoped to be. Auntie's thin, yellow summer dress
was the only thing that covered those lovely mammary mounds, under
there. After the full body hug with Aunt Lily, Darren noticed her
nipples now fully tented her bodice. The hardened full nipples were
so erect and protruding that the rounded nature of her tits was
changed so as to resemble a wide two-pole pup tent.
More kisses and they both were telling me how great it was to see
me again, before we scuttled into the front seat of aunt Lily’s
new 1962 pickup truck, and we headed off to their house in the
country. The truck had a column shift, so my legs could move freely
without getting bruised by the stick shift in the middle of the
floorboard.
I enjoyed my view of tits on both sides of my middle of the bench
seat.
During the ride it, was hard to keep my eyes off of both Lily’s
and Amy’s cleavages. Every time I saw an upcoming bump in the
road my eyes involuntarily moved to Lily’s cleavage. Amy was
also busty, but nowhere near as top-heavy and pendulous as aunt Lily.
I think Amy might have noticed, because many times; just as my
eyes were turning to auntie’s swinging pendulums, she would say
something to grab my attention. Also she was often adjusting her
seat-belt, or tucking un her tight shirt, so her boobs were extra
accentuated under her tight, low-cut tank top. Only two thin
spaghetti straps were tasked with restraining Amy's firm tetons.
Towards the last third of the drive, she had already reached over
and taken my hand to hers. She'd been holding my hand for a long
while and had it clasped with mine. Holding it, the back of my hand
was pressed against her crotch. It gave me something else to focus on
than auntie’s bouncing boobs. With every bump my hand kind of
pressed against her jean shorts. I couldn’t tell if it was her
pushing my hand down or if it was just the motion of the bumps.
Finally at the farmhouse, Lily began preparing dinner. Amy and I
chatted it up. She was very cheery and happy, it seemed. Totally
different from the summer 5 years ago.
Whilst auntie was making dinner, Amy pranced around the kitchen,
bringing out plates and cutlery. Seemed to me that she was spending a
lot of time looking in the lower cupboards for stuff, and those very
short jean shorts made it hard to look away as she was bending over
all the time and wiggling her ass towards me.
During dinner Amy was looking very intently at me all the time.
The meal was great and I made sure to give aunt Lily a hug
afterwards. Again I got to feel the skin of her huge tits against my
cheek.
Community Tub.
Amy wanted attention again and proclaimed that we should take a
bath before bedtime, like we used to do all the time when we were
youngsters.
Lily let go of the warm embrace and said that she would go
upstairs and draw a bath for us.
I got a bit nervous about the ‘us’ part.
Several years back. Amy and I, and even auntie had joined in
taking a bath together, sometimes. Before the improvements in indoor
plumbing, We had limited hot water, and if we all needed baths, we'd
have to share the water. And the castiron tub quickly cooled things
had changed. We were kids then. It didn’t really feel the same
now. It felt different. Somehow it didn’t feel as innocent now.
Amy was quick to grab my hand and show me upstairs to my room. It
was the same room that I had always slept in while I was here in
summer time. As I well knew, but Amy reminded me, my room was just
next to hers.
Sometimes, in earlier summers, we used to sneak into each others
bedrooms and just hang out. Tickle fights sometimes, giggling and
always hushing each other to not wake auntie.
Of course she would sometimes hear us and come in and send us to
our separate beds.
The bed was made, there was a towel on the foot end. We could hear
aunt Lily pouring the bathtub from across the hallway.
"Get undressed and let’s get in the tub;” Amy
said and left the room.
Now I was getting really nervous. All those hugs, having both
Amy’s and aunt Lily’s tits pressed against me. Amy
holding my hand down to her crotch through the better part of the
truck ride and seeing Amy in her short shorts prancing around in the
kitchen had stirred something in me.
I had matured and of course gotten some kind of interest in girls
and stuff during the years, but I had never gotten closer than to
have some fleeting fantasies in my mind about what it would entail;or
even what I actually thought about it.
Now I was all of a sudden about to be in a very real situation
that I had no experience in.
Best not to think too much about it. I had bathed with Amy and
aunt so many times before. So I just went with it, undressed and
wrapped the towel around my hips and made my way towards the
bathroom.
Coming into the bathroom the sight of aunt Lily met me. Rather,
the sight of her behind.
She was leaning over the bath tub, in her summer dress. While
stirring the bubbly water, her hips were swaying from side to side.
That thin summer dress did nothing to hide her ass cheeks and the
width of her womanly hips.
Mind and body stirring;
I seized the moment and took my chance. Dropped my towel and
quickly stepped into the bath, turned away from aunt so I would not
be too exposed.
”Oh, there you are, my dear” Lily said as I slid into
the front of the tub, with my back to her.
In the back of my mind, I already had some kind of fear of what
might be to come.
I slid towards the middle of the tub, it was pretty big, but I
still sat in a semi fetal position with my back turned towards aunt
Lily. The water was steaming hot, but not burning. Luckily, Lily had
stirred up a fair amount of bubbles, so I didn’t feel too
exposed.
Just as I started warming up to the idea of sitting nude in a
bathtub with my voluptuous aunt right behind me; Amy walks in!
She had a big smile and was holding her towel around her hips. Now
I could finally see her firm boobs in plain view. They were
beautiful! Not extra large, of course, but looked desirable. They had
pinkish areola, with button-sized nipples poking out to say 'hello',
in a slight upward trajectory.
”Hey Darren, make some room for me;” she said as she
dropped her towel and exposed her bare pussy, which now was just at
eye level from me sitting in the tub. Trying not to look straight at
Amy’s crotch, I could still make out the beautiful light
pinkish lips behind a fluffy layer of curly blonde hair on her mound.
Very light and probably very soft I would think. I felt a twitch down
in my awakening tally-whacker regions.
Amy had decided to sit in front of me, so I had to slide back in
the tub. I tried very hard not to let my eyes give me away, as she
spread her legs, her pussy now spread wide and mere inches from my
face; and very slowly she lowered into the tub.
Maybe she felt my gaze and got self conscious, because she then
turned around and squatted, facing me. I think I could see her face
blush a little when she realized she had shown herself to me in all
her naked glory. Or maybe it was just the hot bath water?
Our knees were drawn up and her feet were now touching next to
mine, under water.
”The water is really nice, mom;” Amy said to aunt
Lily.
”Is it? Yeah, maybe I’ll get in with you guys, also;”
Lily responded and rose up, she grabbed the skirting in both hands
and lifted her summer dress off, in one smooth move! She was, of
course, not wearing anything underneath!
As her wonderfully curved nakedness revealed itself, my head
quickly jerked back towards Amy. Now I could feel my cheeks blushing
and that tingling feeling, and my already-turgid cock stiffened to a
petrified nature!
I was too surprised to take it all in, but I could clearly make
out Lily's wide hips, strong, round thighs and huge heavy tits as she
stood next to her falling dress, and reached to the back of her head
to pin up her hair in a knot, before climbing in behind me.
”Mom! I think Darren got a bit embarrassed now!” Amy
snickered as she tried to catch my eye. Aunt Lily was sitting down
behind me. I felt her thighs straddle my hips. I tried to play it off
like it was nothing;
”Nah, it’s alright.” I claimed; although I think
the tremor in my voice gave me away, a bit.
Lily reached around and grabbed me across the chest from behind,
and pulled me back against her. I could feel her huge tits pressing
against my back!
”Oh no! My little nephew can't be embarrassed! We’ve
taken plenty of baths together over the years! Right Darren?”
she said as she gave me a wet, foamy hug, pressing her firm heavy
tits against my back even more.
"Now, scoot back toward me, so I can get my legs straightened
out.” she said and grabbing her other arm around my waist, she
leaned back pulling me along. She straightened her legs, one leg on
each side of me, her thick thighs pressing against my sides and laid
them over my now outstretched legs. My calves were now pressed
against Amy's hips and Amy's toes soon became tucked under my inner
thighs. My ass was in effect pressed down against the bottom of the
tub and Aunt Lily's boobs were like two fleshy pillows against the
back of my head. I could feel her pubes against the lower part of my
back and any tingling feelings had now passed on to a pulsating
horniness.
Amy took her chance, as aunt Lily pulled me back towards her, to
also straighten her legs out and place them on each side of me, so
only her knees were a little above water and I was even more pressed
down in place. We still had about 12 inches between each other
underwater, luckily. Otherwise I fear she’d have been poked by
my growing tally-whacker, down there.
"Okay, Let me do your back.” Lily said; and pushed my
upper body to a forward leaning position. I was sad to not have her
tits as my soft pillows anymore, but glad that I could now reach in
front of me, and collect some more bath foam to try to cover the
surface just in front of me, instead. Auntie started to rub my back
with a bar of soap and both her hands.
"While mom does your back, you can do my front” Amy
said and poured some shampoo over her tits!
"But; I don’t have a sponge?” I stammered.
"Just use your hands, silly” she replied and leaned
forward; the slimy shampoo slowly running down her round tits, then
dripping onto the foamy bubbles on the water.
I cleared my throat for unknown reasons, and gingerly tried to use
my fingertips to spread out the shampoo over her top chest and
shoulders.
"Come on! you have to make it lather up” she said with
a jokingly annoyed voice. Then she grabbed the back of my hands and
put them over her tits! I could feel her hardened nipples under my
palms as she started moving my hands around and around over her two
firm tits.
I don’t know for how long this went on, but long enough for
me to get a painful raging hard on, under the water. I don’t
think I have a specially big cock, or anything. But I could probably
compare with the best, in terms of hardness at this moment. It was
painful, but at the same time I was in a wet and warm heaven, wedged
in place by my aunt's and my cousin's legs!
I was jolted back to reality, or to a new form of heaven,
actually; when aunt Lily exclaimed: "There! Your back is done
now, lean back toward me, and I’ll do your hair.” Amy
reached past me to hand Lily the bottle of shampoo. Then I was pulled
back, my head was pillowed on two soft tits. Landing in her tits, my
two earlobes were gently poked by what I now assume were Lily's two
big stiff nipples. But this time my back, and aunt Lily, were covered
in shampoo, and very slippery.
I slid down a bit. Lily lifted her thighs up, and her thighs
caught under my armpits. So I was now slid down, just my head and
shoulders above the water and I was stuck in a meaty vise, my head
pressed in between auntie’s generous tits that were now also
touching my cheeks from behind!
To my terror, yet enjoyment; my sliding down in the tub also had
resulted in mine and Amy’s groins bumping together! I could
feel the bottom of my shaft pressing against her pussy down there
under the foamy water surface!
I was stuck in place and had no chance to move! Above and around
my head were aunt Lily’s huge boobs, my arms were wedged in
place between by her thighs; and my legs were firmly held down by
both Lily’s and Amy’s legs on top of them.
For a short moment I prayed for the slim chance that Amy maybe
didn’t notice that something was pressing against her pussy
lips.
No chance of that, though. Amy had gone very silent all of a
sudden. Aunt Lily was shampooing my head and hair between her tits I
could feel Amy tilting her pelvis, slowly; up and down the underside
of my now pulsating shaft.
My eyes stung just a bit. Auntie suggested I close them to avoid
further irritation, while she thoroughly scrubbed and massaged my
scalp.
Auntie passed the shampoo back to Amy, and Amy started on her own
long hair and scalp. She began humming ever so softly.
But without my vision, all my other senses got much more intense!
I could feel the firm embrace I was in by aunt Lily, I could even
feel her slippery mound pressing against the middle of my back. It
felt like my spine w
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