Chapter 3: Your Aunty Sharon

Chapter 3: Your Aunty Sharon

by: MrSuits

It was the day after you’d used the gun on your mom and after spending the 30 minutes trial period in your mom’s body you were ready to get some proper use out of the gun. Last night had been hell as you waited excited for the moment your aunty arrived. But that time had finally come and as you watched the train pull into the station you shivered with excitement.

"There he is mom! I've found him!" You heard the loud call of your 10-year-old cousin as the doors finally opened and she stepped off the train. She was as excited as she normally was to see you, running up and wrapping her arms around your waist into a hug. "Hi Alice, how are you doing?" You asked her patting her on the top of her long curly hair.

"I'm great!" She chirped smiling up at you but still squeezing you tightly. Behind, her mom, or your aunty Sharon, was just getting off the train carrying their three bags of luggage. It was your mom's best friend who she'd known since before you were born, though they were so close that she become you aunty.

"Hello!" She smiled pleasantly at you, though that was all you saw of her face as your lecherous eyes quickly darted down to her massive breasts which jiggled nicely as she dropped off the train and onto the platform. Not wanting to look like a perv though you dragged them back up to her face.

"Hi! Good journey?" You asked as politely as you could, giving her the kind and polite façade you always put on when family came over.

"Yes excellent." She replied dropping the bags and leaning in for a hug. You returned the squeeze feeling her soft breasts pressing like pillows against your chest and smelling the sweet flowery scent of her perfume. You probably held the hug for slightly too long, simply enjoying basking in the closeness of your body to hers, though you had to release as not to make things awkward. As you pulled out she looked you over, “God, you’re getting so big!” She stated laughing, it was a standard comment really even though you were 16 and had stopped growing, well according to your dad anyway.

You just laughed awkwardly at the remark then quickly moving on, "I'll get these then?" You said grabbing their luggage and then leading them away.

As you walked the few hundred meters back to your family’s house you and your aunty discussed the normal things, how school was going, and how football was. As you did you couldn't help but take sly glances at her large chest as it jiggled with every step. You'd been infatuated with it ever since you hit puberty. Your aunties chest being practically the size of watermelons how could any teenage boy not be, imagining that she was ogled to no end by the boys at the school that she worked. She taught year 7's which was about the year you would have been when you first started noticing her huge boobs.

In fact, you could remember the day you became infatuated with them, your aunty had bent over to clean the kitchen table after a family meal and her low-cut top left a huge window in which you could see her huge bra clad boobs swaying majestically as she wiped. You didn't even know back then that 'Cleavage' was the word for what you were staring at, but boy did that dark chasm of delicious milky flesh arouse your interest. Since then, your fascination in big breasts has only grown and with it the huge crush that you have on your aunty.

Though you had to say she wasn't exactly the best-looking woman you'd ever seen, though she was by no means ugly. Her face was average, at least for a 46-year-old woman, she had soft green eyes, a small but strong nose and a mouth that was constantly curled into a kind tender smile. Framing her face was her brown shoulder length hair which she always wore down, having never seen her with it tied up or back. She'd probably best be described as a knock off Jennifer Anniston, in her face at least, her body being way different. Below the neck was what you really liked about her because your aunty was curvy, really god damn curvy. She had those massive boobs hanging from her chest, but below them she also had wide hips and an ass that most women her age would kill for, it being so round and large.

Her body was currently hugged nicely in the clothes she wore. Her huge globes being contained in a green sweater which, although being high cut and boring, accentuated the curves and sheer size of those huge mountainous peaks. As for her large bubble but, that was being hugged nicely within the confinements of her tight jeans. You weren’t sure whether your aunty knew she had a totally vulgar body, she dressed in a way that was totally respectable for a middle-aged woman but yet totally showed off her body at the same time. Whether she did it on purpose or not, you didn't care, you was just happy to take in her body whenever you had the chance.

When you arrived at the house and she was greeted by your parent's you had one of these chances, whilst they were all distracted talking you gawked at her curvy body from behind. A shiver of excitement tingled down your spine, you couldn't wait to get your hands on it later.

You were practically shaking whilst your parents and your Aunty caught up, your mind racing with thoughts of what you were going to be doing later. So rather than stand there and look like a mad person you took their suitcases up to the spare room before heading back to your room and grabbing the gun from under the bed. "Later my friend. Later" You grinned. You had to take a few deep breaths and calm down before heading down stairs back to everybody to continue to act like the gracious son and nephew which you knew you were far from.

For the next couple of hours, as dark fell, you just watched TV and kept Alice entertained with your iPad. Though as your little cousin showed off her skills at Angry Birds you couldn't help but stare at every aspect of your Aunty Sharon's body. Soon it would be yours. Your penis had been hard at the thought of it for over an hour, eventually you decided you needed to rub one out, so casually tucking your erection into your waist band you went upstairs. Once in your room you jumped onto the bed, instantly whipping out your penis and beginning to ferociously masturbate. You were just about cum when suddenly you heard footsteps coming up the stairs, you had to hold yourself back from cumming, it was rule number one of wanking, never cum if you hear movement, so that the person doesn't enter the room and find you all covered in cum. You quickly pulled your pants up and headed over to the door, peaking through the small gap you saw your Aunty Sharon, her tits jiggling nicely as she climbed the stairs. It's like she was taunting you, telling you that you had to wait 4 hours before you could enjoy her sexy body whilst everyone was asleep. She went into the spare bedroom across the hall, you watched as she bent over, presenting her big round ass to you, and opened up a suitcase. She pulled some things from it and put them on the floor, your eyes were drawn to one thing especially, the big hefty white bra that she'd thrown down. You rubbed your still erect penis through your clothes as you imagined those big cups being wrapped around her breasts, around those big pale masses of beautiful flesh, imagining her big hard nipples rubbing against the soft material, imaging what it would feel like.

This blew your excitement overboard. "Oh, I can't fucking resist!" You groaned heading over to the bed and pulling out the gun from under it. You turned the thing on and checked that it was still logged into your PayPal, which you'd connected it to earlier, before you headed over to the door. You peered around and saw she was just about to turn and leave, so wasting no time, and just like you had done with your mom, you pulled the gun around the door and aim at her square in the head.