Chapter 4
I woke up the next morning to the sound of birds chirping and sunlight streaming through my window. I got up out of bed, dressed in pajama pants and shirtless, and was about to head downstairs for breakfast before noticing my morning wood pitching a massive tent in pants. I gave it a minute to settle down and threw on a shirt before heading down.
Waiting for me downstairs was Aunt Rita cooking breakfast. She was wearing a black apron tied around her back, a pair of tight acid washed jeans, and a button-down crop top that stopped just above the bottom of her tits, showing off a tiny bit of underboob. She looked incredible, her ass jutting out in those tight jeans and her shirt clinging to her tits. God I wished I could just walk up to her and wrap my arms around her, my cock pressed into her ass, kissing her on the cheek as I said good morning.
I shook myself to get rid of the thoughts I was having for my Aunt and sat down at the table. She must've heard me and turned to take a look at me.
"Good morning, sleepyhead! How'd you sleep last night?" she asked nonchalantly.
"Like a baby," I answered groggily.
"If you were a baby I'd have to breastfeed you," she said, laughing. All I could do was blush and give a half-hearted laugh, keeping my mind from thinking about what it would be like to drink her milk. Circling my tongue around her hard, protruding nipple and gently creating suction until milk burst forth into my mouth, hitting my tongue and..."Gavin?" I looked up and saw her looking at my quizzically. Shit. I must've gotten lost in my thoughts. Can't let that happen again.
"Yeah, what's up?" I asked, trying to play it off.
"Lost in thought?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Well don't get too lost, because breakfast is served." She put a plate down in front of me, a mix of fried egg, beans, tomatoes, onions, scallions, and diced potatoes. It looked amazing and smelled even better.
"Thanks, Aunt Rita. It looks amazing."
"Only the best for you. And you're an adult now, sweetie. You can just call me Rita, if you'd like. We're all adults here," she said as she sat down across the table from me.
"Thank you, Rita. I really appreciate it. Everything, really." I said as I began to dig into my food.
"You're family, Gavin. It's what we do for each other." She sat for a moment, watching me eat hungrily, before she spoke up again. "You got any plans for the day?" I shook my head no as I continued eating. "Then how about you come to the beach with me and Sasha? We were gonna go work on our tans if you wanna join us."
"Sure, that sounds good to me." Aunt Rita shifted uncomfortably before speaking again.
"There's kind of a catch though," she said warily. "It's a nudist beach." I stopped eating and looked up at her, shocked at what I just heard. A nudist beach? With my Aunt and cousin? I think my cock would explode if I saw that. Even just thinking about it was making it ache.
"A what?" Was all I could manage.
"A nudist beach, Gavin. You know, a beach where..." she trailed off, implying what we both knew.
"I know what a nudist beach is, I'm just...shocked, I guess. I didn't know you two were open to that sort of thing."
"Well, we weren't, at least not always. About a year ago, my friend Janet mentioned how she and her husband had been going and how it had felt so liberating for them. I was skeptical at first, honestly, but I went with them one day and it was eye opening. Being able to feel free and open in my own skin, it was an incredible thing."
I couldn't believe what she was saying. She actually enjoyed being nude, and around other people at the same time. This was just crazy. And with a body like her? I couldn't imagine how many guys would constantly be eyeing her up and down. And I feared I would be one of them.
"And honestly," she continued, "If that's not your thing, then you don't have to get undressed. It's not enforced there, it's completely optional."
"I mean..."
"There's absolutely no pressure for you to come if you feel uncomfortable with it. And if you do come, you can stay completely dressed if you want. It's supposed to be a liberating and comfortable experience, not pressured or judgmental."
I sat for a moment, thinking about the possibility. On one hand, I'd get to potentially see Aunt Rita naked - her beautiful chest globes on full display, her perfectly plump ass out in the open. Her private slit between her thighs, no longer hidden from view. On the other hand, I'd be seeing my Aunt naked, and it felt wrong. I don't know how, but it just did. But not wrong enough for me to say no.
"I could give it a shot, I guess." I said apprehensively. I hoped I knew what I was getting myself into.
I didn't.
"Oh that's wonderful! I promise you'll love it." she said, getting up to give me a side hug. I could feel her soft boobs press into my shoulder, her womanly scent invading my nose. If her apron wasn't still on, I'd probably be able to feel a nipple press into me through her ridiculously thin shirt. "I'm gonna go wash up and pack a bag. We're gonna leave in about an hour so go and get ready" she said, planting a quick kiss on my cheek and waltzing upstairs, but not before she untied the apron and threw it on the counter. Her ass and hips swayed hypnotically as she left the kitchen. And I was gonna see it bare. Holy shit, I was gonna see her bare ass today.
And then I realized I was potentially gonna see Sasha naked. I had already seen her almost completely by the pool yesterday, but now I might get a close-up look of her entire naked body. I remembered how she looked, her breast spilling over the side of her chest like a perfect, large teardrop, the hint of areola, probably shaped like an oval. And today I might see it up close and personal.
I rushed upstairs and ran into the bathroom, shut the door and furiously stroked out a load of thick, milky cum to my Aunt and cousin. One wasn't enough, especially knowing what would happen later, so I stroked out another, less thick load. I wasn't completely satisfied but it would have to suffice. I threw on a bathing suit, grabbed my phone, and went back downstairs. Sasha and Aunt Rita were waiting for me by the door.
Aunt Rita was wearing the same shirt as before, but instead of jeans she just wore a simple pair of capris. They accentuated her curves amazingly, and her midriff was incredibly sexy. Sasha, on the other hand, was wearing just a white bikini top and a yellow beach skirt. The skirt only went halfway down her thighs and showed almost the entire side of her left leg. The bikini top had large cups that covered most of her tits, and a thick strap that went around back to hold it together, leaving the shoulders clear. She looked incredible. I almost preferred this to imagining her naked.
"All ready to go?" Aunt Rita asked me.
"I sure hope so." I said with a nervous chuckle.