I was almost asleep when I heard the door to my room open. Someone was trying to sneak in. I could hear whoever it was trying to close the door slowly and quietly, but they weren't doing a good job of being sneaky. I could tell they were coming up to my bed, then felt whoever it was slide in under the covers next to me.
It had to be my Aunt K.K..
She was staying with us that weekend, along with her two small children. I had heard her and my mom talking earlier the day before and I knew she had a big fight with her husband and needed a place to crash. So, she and her two young daughters were at our house, sleeping in our guest room.
This wasn't an unusual situation since I was pretty sure Aunt K.K. hated her husband and she would stay with us often. Tonight, had been a little different though. My other aunt, Aunt Cathy, had come over and the three sisters, Cathy, K.K. and my mom had spent the evening on the back patio drinking wine and talking and laughing. My younger sister had played with my cousins and I had hung out in my room. A few times I could hear them get loud and laugh and say something inappropriate, but I mostly played video games and didn't listen. I was off from my job and wanted to just relax.
At some point during the "party" Aunt K.K. had stuck her head in my room and asked what I was doing. I had told her not much and she had told me to come out and see everyone. I hadn't wanted to.
"Oh, because you're about to graduate you're too cool to hang with your aunts?" she'd asked in a taunting way.
"Pretty much," I'd said.
She'd laughed and dragged me out of the room and outside.
"I got him ladies," she'd said outside. "All grown up and too cool for us."
My mom rolled her eyes and said "I know, he won't do anything with us anymore." My Aunt Cathy just gave me a mean look. She was the oldest and the meanest and I was pretty surprised she even knew what fun or alcohol was.
K.K was the youngest of the sisters, thirty-four and married with two kids. My mom was the middle sister and at forty was still pretty hot, for a mom. Aunt Cathy was the oldest, and by far the meanest. She wasn't pretty like KK or my mom. Maybe she had been when she was younger but now she just looked angry all the time.
K.K. was also the pretties of the sisters. I think that made Aunt Cathy jealous, but my mom didn't seem to mind. She just looked out for Aunt K.K, and made comments about how she needed to grow up. Of course, Aunt Cathy always agree wholeheartedly that immature K.K. needed to grow up.
All three women were large. Aunt K.K. had thick thighs, a large butt, and large breasts on a medium size frame. She wasn't fat but she wasn't small. To me she looked just right. I had been noticing her thick figure for a few years. My mom was taller, so she carried her weight better. Aunt Cathy was, quite frankly, fat. But her huge tits were something I had noticed as well.
K.K. pushed something into my hand and said, "Drink it!"
"He's too young K," my mom said. I down whatever it was before there could be any more protests. It was not good and burned on the way down and I started to gag. Aunt K.K. laughed and downed her drink.
"Don't be such a baby," Aunt Cathy sneered.
My mom shrugged and Aunt K.K laughed some more and said, "I'm a bad aunt, arent' I?"
I hadn't stayed out too much longer with them before returning to my room, but all night I listened to Aunt K.K. giggle and squeal and have a good time. I guess she was blowing off steam now that she was away from her husband. I knew she didn't have the greatest of marriages and sometimes she'd bring her kids over for a few days and crash with us.
Now, I felt Aunt K.K. slide up against me in my bed. I knew she was drunk. I was pretty glad she was.
"Are you awake," she whispered.
"Yes," I said.
"Sorry to come in here, but your sister is in my bed with the girls. There's no room."
I'm sure that was true. "No big deal," I said.
"Night," she whispered.
I laid there and tried not to think about how sexy she was. She was my aunt. But it was tough. Seeing her loosened up and laughing had made me notice her. She was quite sexy. And her nice big ass was almost touching me.
The room was pitch black so I couldn't see her, but she smelled wonderful. I wondered what it would be like to touch her.
I had touched girls my age. Some. I had kissed a few and felt up a few, but this was a woman. And her big ass was something that it would take both hands to hold on to.
As I laid there thinking about her my cock took notice and started to get hard. I felt her breathing and thought she was asleep.
That's when I decided I would get just a little closer. I moved forward and got my body as close to her as I could. My hands were awkwardly positioned with her back to me so I slowly laid them on her shoulders to see if she'd notice. She didn't make a sound.
I was almost touching her with my body but not quite. I didn't have enough courage for that yet.
Aunt K.K. murmured and moved her shoulders underneath my hands. A cold feeling of dread filled my body and I moved them away.
