Home alone with your aunt, bonding time

You and your aunt head back to your house after she finishes up at the gym. Tired, worn out, aching all over, you immediately slump into the bathroom, take a shower and attempt to wash away the remnants of your defilement earlier this morning. After your shower, you put on some casual clothes and fall down on your bed where you shortly find your eyelids too heavy to keep open and fall deep asleep.

You awaken hours later to your aunt knocking on your door and calling out your name. You roll out of bed and open the door. Your aunt stands head and shoulders over you wearing a tight tank top that clings to her very well defined muscles and stretches out for her prodigious breasts. Below, she has short shorts that seem a size too small and stretch around her large muscular thighs, and the shorts leave nothing to the imagination by outlining her massive meaty cock.

Aunt Abby giggles as she watches your eyes bulge while taking in her massive form.

"See something you like there young stud?"

Your aunt bats her eyes while subtly flexing her shoulders and pecs. An audible tearing sound can be heard as the shirt is stretched to the absolute limit.

"Haha! It seems I have put on some more muscle mass over the past few weeks. This shirt fit perfectly just five weeks ago."

You just stare in amazement and feel an uncomfortable erection tenting your shorts.

"Uh...Aunt Abbey....ummm...."

There is nothing you could say in response to your aunt's intrusion. You are dumbfounded and overcome by her otherworldly figure.

"Well anyways Dougie, your mother called. She is being held overnight for work, so its just you and me for dinner and the night. I'll do the best I can to make sure we have a fun memorable night."

She winks at you before leaning over and kissing you on the forehead, while also giving you a clear shot of her mountainous cleavage right in front of your face.

"Dinner will be ready in an hour. See you then."

You close your door and try to distract yourself from the erection your aunt had left straining against your shorts. You keep yourself busy for the next hour and before long you hear your aunt calling you down for dinner. You mentally prepare yourself for whatever your aunt has in store for you downstairs. As you make your way into the kitchen you are greeted by the sight of...