I was 19, living at home and going to college. Okay, it was a community college, but it looks better if I just say college. I really didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. My mom was frustrated with me. My dad traveled on business all the time, but he didn't care either. He just looked at me with disappointment. He was gone for two weeks (maybe more), so it was just mom and me at home. My sister (the good one) had a good job, a great marriage and was pregnant with her first kid. I was the screw up. The flake. The "unmotivated" one. I was tall, skinny, ugly and my name was Chad. Fuck, even my name's boring. Basically, I was invisible and unnoticeable. That was until my aunt (my mom's sister) got married.
Don't let anyone tell you that being rich gets you girls because it doesn't. At least it didn't in my case. So, I guess when you're wealthy, you don't come to the clothes, the clothes come to you. So, that's how I ended up spying on my aunt trying on wedding dresses and seeing her naked.
All the women in my family are big. From chunky to fat, but they all had big boobs. I mean really big ones. So, as any horny, 19-year-old virgin would do, I spied on her changing into various wedding dresses. The reason they were at our house is that her fiancΓ© was having a football party or some shit (I don't know, I wasn't invited).
My mom told me to stay in my room and be quiet. My aunt and her wedding party, which included my pregnant sister, were going to be doing "wedding stuff". Of course, I promised my mother I'd stay in my room. Looking up nude wedding pictures on the internet showed me that most brides don't wear underwear under their wedding gowns. So, this was my chance to see real boobies. Big ones too. I know she's my aunt, but what other chance was I going to get? It wasn't like any girls were going to date me or anything.
So, I was hiding in the closet for about an hour (note to future self, pee before hiding to spy on people) when they finally came downstairs. They were loud and making crude jokes and laughing. They were obviously drunk or close to being drunk. Except my sister, of course, because she was pregnant.
My aunt had five dresses to try on. Finally, she takes off her clothes (she kept her panties on) but took off everything else. And there they were. Those big huge melons I'd been dreaming about seeing for so long. The first two dresses I only saw side boob as she didn't turn around until she had put the dress on. But on the third one, she had the dress mostly on, but did a quick turn and there they were. Her white breasts in contrast to her dark areolas and nipples. They were big and juicy (I'm guessing as always stated in adult magazines) and perfect.
"Holy fucking shit!" I exclaimed. A little too loudly, because that's when everything stopped.
"Who's is that?" the maid of honor asked.
"Is someone in the closet?" my aunt said.
"Chad is that you?" my sister asked.
"I'll kill him!" my mom stated.
Before I knew it the closet door was thrust open and hands reached in and dragged me out. I had ten women, some relatives, yelling at me and pushing me. Thank God I hadn't taken down my shorts and started touching myself.
"Chad, what are you doing? I told you to stay in your room!" My mother said after telling everyone to be quiet.
"Spying on me like the little pervert he is," my aunt said, though she didn't bother to cover her breasts up I noticed.
I said nothing, just stared at her tits.
"Were you trying to catch your aunt naked?" my mother asked.
"Yes." I answered. It was no use denying it.
"If he wasn't to see you naked, I saw we strip him and see how he likes it," my sister said, tugging at my shirt.
"Oh, honey, now wait," my mom started to say, but there were hands grabbing at my shirt, shorts, shoes and socks.
"You want to do the honors?" my sister asked my aunt, indicating my underwear.
Without hesitation, my aunt, still topless by the way, knelt down and pulled my underwear down to the hoots and hollers of the other women. Even my mom and sister.
"Fuck! Maybe I should marry you, Chad," my aunt said.
"Seriously Chad?" my sister asked.
"Oh, my word," my mom said. The other women nodded and stated their approval as well.