Disclaimer: This story and all characters are fiction. All characters are over 18.
One Friday night during my senior year of high school, shortly after my eighteenth birthday, I drove to a nearby university, to attend a concert with a friend who was a freshman there. After the concert I was starting the long drive home, when I got the urge to drive past my Aunt Valerie's house. I was half-considering stopping in, but it was pretty late, and Aunt Valerie had two young kids. But when I approached her house, there were a number of cars in the driveway and in the street. I recognized several of the cars as belonging to other family members.
My mom came from a big family. What this did for me was to give me five aunts in their thirties and forties that I've lusted for since hitting puberty - my mom's three sisters, and her two brothers' wives. I enjoy young girls my own age, but these were mature, "real" women, whom I got to spend holidays and vacations with. So these women became my main fuck fantasies. I used to jerk off looking at their pictures in our family photo albums. I looked forward to hugging them hello and goodbye. I would occasionally get to see them in their nightgowns and bathing suits, which, unfortunately, were mostly very conservative. Most of the time I saw them was when they were wearing casual, even frumpy, clothes around the house or on vacations. But sometimes I'd see them at church or a wedding where they would dress nice and fix their hair and stuff.
They came in all different sizes, shapes, and colors. Aunt Gail, my uncle's wife, was a pretty, petite brunette. She had dark brown shoulder-length hair surrounding her small nose and brown eyes. She was probably about 5'3" with a slender body that she kept in great shape. From the looks of her hard thighs, she must run a lot. Her tits were quite small, but her trim waist, flat stomach, and great ass made up for them. She had a soft-spoken voice and a reserved manner.
With Gail at the smaller end of the size scale, two of my mom's sisters, Aunt Kathy and Aunt Kim, were in the middle. They were both blondes, Kathy being the oldest of the aunts, and Kim being the youngest. Kathy had a slender body and kind of a classy air to her, real elegant body language. She had nice legs that she somehow always kept tan, a pretty face, a fairly slender body, and straight shoulder-length blonde hair. Her tits were also pretty small and the rest of her was in pretty fair shape for a woman in her late forties.
Kim was slightly curvier. She had short blonde hair, and wore oval wire-rimmed glasses. Her tits were B cups (I peeked at one of her bras) and she was a little shorter than Kathy.
On the larger side of the scale were Val and Linda. Val, my mom's middle sister, was about 5' 6" tall (the same height as me) with long, full, blonde hair, and a voluptuous figure. Her ass wasn't great, but her larger tits (38C) made her a favorite for my fantasies.
Linda, my older uncle's wife, was The Big One, my number one favorite. She was a very tall (5' 10"), busty brunette. One of the oldest, now in her mid forties, I could still count on her pretty face, long legs, and big tits (40C) to give me a woody every time I thought of her. She was outwardly friendly, but a conservative dresser, a religious churchgoer, Sunday school teacher and church choir singer, and rarely drank when the other relatives did.
With all of those cars of my relatives at Val's house, and a lot of lights on in the windows, it seemed the natural course to stop in and say hello. As I parked the car on the street and walked toward the door, two women that I didn't recognize came out the front door and headed for a car. They were both carrying colorful shopping bags.
Through the glass storm door I saw Aunt Linda sitting on a chair in the family room at the back end of the house. So I walked right in.
I walked down the hall to the family room. Sitting in chairs and on the sofa were Aunt Valerie, Aunt Linda, Aunt Gail, and Aunt Kim. Just the four of them, talking, with drinks all over the tables, and bags and boxes scattered around. Linda spotted me first. She gave me a surprised look, and then exclaimed, "Jeremy!"
The others looked at me, surprised at first, but then they all smiled and greeted me. Aunt Val approached first and gave me a hug. I buried my face in her long blonde hair, as Val pressed her big tits into my chest. She hugged me longer than usual, then pulled back and asked me how I was and what I was doing here. While I explained why I was in the neighborhood, Val looked at me with a strange smile and glazed look. It appeared to me that she's been drinking quite a bit.
My other three aunts stood and hugged me. They also appeared a little tipsy. "What's going on here?" I asked.
"I'm hosting a lingerie party," replied Val.
"A what?"
"A lingerie party. It's sort of like a Tupperware party. You've heard of those haven't you?"
"Uh, yeah. Someone hosts a party and everyone gets together and buys kitchen items and stuff from a saleslady, right?"
"Right," said Val. "Only tonight she sold lingerie. The salesperson brought over a ton of sexy lingerie, and we got to buy some. I sent Uncle Phil and the kids to Phil's brother's house for the night. The salesperson already left, and a couple of my girlfriends went home, so it's just the five of us left."
"Five?" I asked, seeing only four women. "Is someone else here?"
"Oh, yeah," said Aunt Linda, "Kathy is in the bathroom, trying on one of the outfits she bought."
"Hey," blurted the intoxicated Val. "Don't tell Kathy that Jeremy's here. Let her come out in her lingerie. That'll shock her."
The others giggled and agreed, and Val led me around the corner to the darkened living room. I sat on the living room couch, where I could still see the family room. A few minutes later, I heard Kathy's voice, and saw her walk into the family room. My slender blonde aunt was wearing some really sexy lingerie. I didn't know how to describe it, but Kathy did. "This is the camisole with the boy shorts!" she proudly exclaimed.
"I've heard them called booty pants," said Kim.
Booty pants! That's what they're called. The kind of bottoms I've seen the black chicks wear on the sleazier rap videos on the Beta Channel. They're sort of a cross between panties and hot pants - not cut high at all on the sides, but they are on the bottom. Kathy was between the light and me, so I couldn't see how much of my aunt's ass was hanging out the bottom. But what I could see from this angle is the silhouette of her tits with the light shining from the other side of them. Her smaller tits had sort of a cone shape as she stood sideways from me, sloping down a touch, and her nipples poked through the thin, clingy material.
"Is my ass hanging out of this thing?" asked Aunt Kathy, unaware that I was there. "My nipples are poking right through it. There's no crotch liner, so you can see my pubic hair. Maybe I should shave like the young girls do. And it's sucking right up into my pussy slit. Feels sort of good, actually."
My other aunts giggled, knowing I could hear. But they let Kathy continue.
"What do you think a pizza delivery boy would do if I greeted him in this? I'm afraid that if I let a young guy see me like this, he'd run away instead of wanting to screw me."
The others laughed louder. "Why don't you ask Jeremy?"
Kathy turned to where they were looking, and I stood up and walked into the family room. The other aunts laughed as Kathy's jaw dropped. But she made no attempt to cover up. Kathy gave the others a dirty look, and then smiled at me. Even half dressed, Kathy gave me a hug. "I'm so embarrassed! I didn't know you were here!"
"Obviously not," I quipped.
When the laughter died down, Kathy looked down at herself. And in good light, close up, I looked down at her, too. I couldn't help myself. Kathy's tits were jutting out of the flimsy fabric, with nothing to support them. Her nipples poked through obviously. The camisole ended above her navel, and her booty pants started many inches below it. I looked at her bare midriff, a little rounded, but not bad for a near-fifty-year-old. Looking down further, the booty pants looked like they were painted over her pussy. I could see the whole shape of her protruding mound easily. The pants were so tight that they really were being sucked up into her pussy lips. Below that, her bare, tanned legs looked nice. Somehow Aunt Kathy always had tanned legs. Nice legs for her age, too.
"Well," Kathy asked, "What do you think?" Kathy turned around and let me glimpse at the back. More than half of her ass was hanging out of the bottom of the booty pants. Above her tan legs was the obvious tan line and the color change of her white ass curving out. It was no teenaged ass, it had some meat to it, but right then it looked real inviting.