Voluptuous Aunt Found My Weaness

"Dustin baby, it's time to wake up."

I opened my eyes and unwillingly disengaged from Mara's sweet breast, "Can't we wait for another half an hour?"

"No. Later, it will be too hot to work in the yard. Go freshen up, and I'll make your breakfast. Then you do the job to earn the money I promised. When the temperature becomes unbearable, come inside, drink cold lemonade, shower, and you can suck on my tits again."

"Auntie, you are cruel. I bet you never said something similar to Vera when you nursed her."

Mara giggled, "Are you comparing yourself to my daughter, who was only months old when she milked me?"

"What is the difference? Both of us have lips and mouths and like to feel your tasty tits."

"Honey, stop that. Be a good boy and finish your tasks before getting your reward."

I grumbled, "I'll do it, but remember I hate you..."

She grinned, "I love you too. Now go to the bathroom so I can make your eggs, bacon, toast, and orange juice."

"May I have milk instead of orange juice?"

"If you mean COW milk, the answer is yes. However, if you try to find your way to my breasts before completing your work, then it is a big NO!"

We laughed, and I went to the bathroom.

...

I grew up as the only child of Nora and Mort. Dad was a respectable lawyer and expected me to follow in his footsteps. Mom was a software engineer. Mom's sister, Mara, was 6 years younger than her. While our connection with Dad's family was only cordial, the relationship with Mara was much stronger. She was always helpful and jolly, and we loved having her around.

Mara got married when I was 5 years old, and a year later, her daughter, Vera, was born. By then, Mara's husband had passed for promotion twice, and he became depressed. He started drinking and was on the way down. Mara and my parents tried to cheer him up and help him find another job, but he did not cooperate. As a result, Mara began spending more time in our house.

I still recall the first time I saw Mara nursing baby Vera. Mara gazed lovingly at her tiny daughter as the baby sucked hungrily on her mother's mammary. The sight was so peaceful. I stood there speechless and ogled the two. Mara grinned at me, "Isn't it nice I carry her food with me all the time and do not have to prepare her meals in the kitchen?" I smiled back and stayed quiet. After the first time, unless I was very busy, I joined Mara during the daily nursing times. She liked my company and was interested in how I did in school, if I had friends, and whether I still loved sports and collecting stamps. As I mentioned before, I liked Mara as a great aunt and adored how she nursed my tiny cousin.

...

Time passed rapidly, and before I knew it, I turned 21. I was in college. It was during summer vacation and 2 months before starting my senior year. I looked for work during part of the summer to have extra money for fun times. I asked Mom if she knew how to begin searching for a job. She said that unless I knew somebody younger who needed tutoring, I could place ads on social media and in common gathering areas. And then she added, "It reminds me. I talked to Mara the other day, and she said she needed a trusted person to do a landscaping job in her yard. She couldn't find a reliable person for more than 2 weeks. Interested?"

"I am not sure. I like Mara and Vera, but her husband, Earl, not so much. And it depends on what she needs done."

"Call her and find out."

In the last 3 years, I haven't seen Mara. I was too busy with my studies and friends, but I still kept in touch via e-mails and Facebook.

I phoned her, "Hi, auntie..."

Mara stopped me, "Quit this auntie stuff. It makes me feel old. Call me Mara. Big boy, how are you doing these days?"

"I am doing great and miss you guys. Our long vacation started. I heard from Mom you were looking for somebody to work in your yard. I may be able to help you if the work is not too specialized."

"Come tomorrow. I just made a chocolate cake. You can have a piece with coffee, tea, or soda. When you are here, I can tell you what's needed."

"What about Earl? Can't he do it?"

"... every day, he goes to work in the factory at 6 in the morning, returns at 5 pm, and goes to his friends to watch TV and drink beer. I hardly see him around except before he goes to sleep."

"How is Vera doing these days?"

"She is a big girl now. Yesterday, she left for a month at summer camp. You haven't seen her in a long time. Tomorrow, I'll show you her current pictures."

"Auntie, it was nice to hear your voice. See you tomorrow."

"If I hear you say the word auntie again, I'll beat you up. Are we clear?"

"Yes, boss."

...

I arrived at Mara's at 9:30 am. She looked amazing: The shoulder-length hair was arranged in a ponytail, and her wonderful smile greeted me. "Dustin, what happened to you? The last time I saw you, you were my height. Did my sister feed you spinach 3 times a day? You are all grown up, tall, hairy, muscular. You became a real stud!"

I kissed her forehead, "I love you too, Mara. I haven't seen you in ages, and you have become prettier."

She hugged me, "Handsome AND gentleman! Nora did raise you right..."

"So, what do you need done in the yard?"

"It was neglected for years. Earl cares less about the yard. I am not sure if it is because of his drinking or because he is hardly home. But I am here, and I wish to enjoy the yard, the green grass, the fruit trees, sun-tanning outside, and the jacuzzi."

"I can do it for you."

"That will be great. And since Vera is out for a month, if you want to, you can sleep in her room."

"That's a good idea. It will spare me the driving times back and forth. However, it means eating here..."

"Honey, unless you became allergic to multiple food ingredients since I last saw you, it's a nonissue. I love to work in the kitchen, and adding another person is fine."

"Since I am already here, let me check the jacuzzi. I am no expert, but I watched workers installing and maintaining a much bigger one at my friend Art's yard."

I put on my shorts and inspected the jacuzzi. After years of not being used, it was covered with dead leaves and debris. I cleaned it thoroughly and checked the plumbing and electrical connections. On the surface, everything looked OK. I started filling it with water and entered the house.

Mara prepared a cold drink and asked what I thought about her whirlpool. I replied I thought it should work, but it needed to be tested first.

She smiled, "That would be nice. In the summer, mid days are too hot, but I would love to use it in the mornings. Go shower, and when you are done, I'll show you pictures of Vera.

I loved the shower at Mara's. The showerhead was large, and the water pressure was high. I stood there until I heard her calling me, "Dustin, did you drown? Do you need my help?..."

"Coming out."

I exited, and we sat side by side to watch the latest family album. Earl was seen in a single picture. The rest showed Vera growing up with some photos of Mara as well. Vera became a nice looking girl. However, I was more impressed by her mother. There were photos of Mara and Vera spending time by the pool. Vera was way too skinny, but her mother looked gorgeous. Her waist was narrow as ever, and her big rack was amazing.

I stopped by this series of photos and ogled them for a long time.

Mara chuckled, "Young men! They are all alike. Show them a beautiful flower, an impressive palace, or big tits, and all of them stare at the fat patches on a woman's chest..."

"Mara, it's not me. It's my testosterone..."

"I know. I was joking."

...

The next day, I brought several clothing items, a toothbrush, and shaving stuff. The jacuzzi was filled with water. I checked the bubbler. It worked perfectly. I let the water heat up and entered the house.

Mara was dressed in a long robe. She prepared breakfast for the two of us.

After breakfast, I cut the grass, collected the clippings, and cleaned the dead leaves under the trees. It was 10:30 am and already hot. I was sweaty and removed my tee shirt. I showered and put on the shorts again. I didn't see Mara, but her bedroom door was ajar. I peeked inside and saw her sitting before the mirror, brushing her hair. She was having on a bra and panties.

She saw me in the mirror and said, "Come on in. Did you finish in the yard?"

"I did a lot. It is hot outside, and your yard looks much better already."

She grinned, "Take it easy. You do not have to do everything all at once."

I moved behind her, and my eyes were focused on her voluptuous figure in the mirror. She noticed and blurted, "Dustin honey, if you are going to stay in this house, you better get used to me feeling at home. In this heat, I often skip wearing 'proper clothes.' Can you do that?"

I put my hands on her shoulders and mumbled, "I can try."

She murmured, "Your hands feel good. Yesterday, I stretched my shoulders and back while exercising. Will you massage my shoulders lightly?"

I rubbed her neck for 5 minutes. Mara closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure. I did her upper back for a while and moved closer to her. Next, I massaged her shoulders gently. Her head leaned back on my tummy. I could smell her floral scent and watch her covered boobs. Inevitably, my penis started engorging.

It was a problem; at any moment, my hardness would reach her head. I continued rubbing her shoulders, hoping for a miracle. Unfortunately, god refused to play ball, and my pole hit the back of her head.

Mara opened her eyes, stared at me in the mirror for several seconds, and whispered, "Dustin, honey, we'll need to overcome your ridiculous fascination with my girls. Here, touch them and see it's only fat." And then she pulled my palms onto her covered beauties.

I froze.

She laughed, "Afraid? Not interested anymore?"

I cupped and caressed them gently and whispered, "Mara, your breasts are fantastic."

"Why? Your mom has tits, and to my knowledge, all girls have them."

"Mom's are much smaller than yours. And other girls do not interest me..."

"Are you saying you like me more than just obsessed about my tits?"

"I love your tits, but I like you very much too."

"Honey, I am flattered. At my advanced age, a young hunk still finds me attractive. Are you suggesting you find in me more than just 2 large chunks of fatty tissue?"

I continued massaging her giant orbs tenderly, "Mara, what is wrong with you? You are a gorgeous woman!"

She shut her eyes and smiled. She leaned back on my stiff pecker and moved her head lightly side to side on it.

Her reaction emboldened me. My fingers slowly pushed the cups upward. Eventually, her tits were fully exposed. She opened her eyes, "Happy now?"

My eyes focused on the breathtaking things: two massive creamy breasts with large areolas and hard dark pink nipples that begged to be played with. I swallowed my saliva and couldn't take my eyes off them. I tweaked them lovingly.

Mara sighed and murmured, "Darling, what am I going to do with you?"

"... may I kiss them, please?..."

"OK..."

I knelt before her, licked, and kissed the right one. It felt soft and firm at the same time. I milked it gently. Mara's fingers brushed my hair, and she whispered, "Don't do it. Sucking on my boobs makes me wet."

As I continued kneading her marvelous tits, she leaned back on her chair, closed her eyes again, and groaned. I parted her thighs gingerly and moved in between, as my hands kept on tweaking the huge tits relentlessly. Mara's moans increased, and her breathing turned shallow.

I resumed sucking lightly on her sensitive nipple. She gasped and whined, "Dustin, what are you doing to me? I am so horny..."

I moved to her other breast, milking it, too, as my hand moved to her face to caress her cheek. I latched to her tit slightly harder, and my thumb trailed her luscious lips. Mara spread them and let me invade her hot mouth. She began sucking on my thumb, arched her back forward, and her pelvis moved into me with her legs separating wider.

Subsequently, my other hand slid to her tummy and crept slowly south. Mara's pulse shot up. My fingers reached her covered cunt. The panties were soaked. I moved them sideways and inserted a finger into her pussy. Her breathing stopped for a moment. I penetrated her pussy with a second finger, and both fingers massaged her vagina slowly.

Mara pulled my thumb off her mouth, opened her eyes, looked at me funny, and blurted, "Honey, you should be ashamed of yourself. I am aroused beyond belief. Is your plan to torture me?"

"No. I... want you. All of you."

"So take me. Once Earl started showing more interest in beer than me, I gradually lost it. My libido faded, and I accepted my fate. Your piercing eyes, sensual touch, and hot lips revived it with a vengeance..."

I carried Mara to bed, removed her panties, lay her on her back, and undressed. I stood by the bed, and my eyes explored her curvy figure. It was so tempting...

Mara glanced at my body and mumbled, "I never imagined I'd see my nephew naked... Your athletic body is god-sent. I may regret it later, but right now, I just want to feel your cock pound me and bring me to paradise."

She spread her legs and pointed her finger in between. I moved between her knees and was ready to munch on her cunt, but she stopped me, "Dustin, not now. I wish to feel your rod inside me and cum that way. PLEASE!"

I smeared her secretions on the spongy head and gingerly invaded her pussy. It slid easily inside, riding her abundant lubrication. When I was all the way in, I began ramming my tool into her at an accelerating pace. Mara's arousal was so high that within less than a minute, she began convulsing and whimpering. I loved to watch her twin mountains bouncing uncontrollably, but I loved even more to massage, pinch and suck on them.

Her eyes rolled in her head, her mouth opened, and she seemed unconscious. While continuing to plow her helpless body savagely, I leaned down and kissed her soft lips. I doubted she was aware of what I was doing, but I had the urge to have all of her: Vagina, tits, lips - ALL!

My own arousal built up rapidly. After 15 minutes of relentless drilling, I erupted like a volcano, dumping my hot lava deep into her hot womb. I gradually slowed down and, eventually, removed my shrinking cock out of her pussy. She lay there motionless with her chest heaving and the round tits moving up and down.

I could not resist: I raised my upper body, kissed her closest nipple, and nibbled on it. She did not move. I rested my head on her lower chest and sucked on her sweet nipple mildly.

I stayed in that position until I noticed her moving her head. She caressed my hair and said, "Honey, that was the best fuck I ever had. Thank you. You used and abused my body for a long time. Are you still obsessed with my tits?"

I lifted my head and said, "Mara, you don't deserve such perfect twins. From now on, they are mine. I care less about the money for working in the yard, but I want to get free access to your tits."

She chortled, "But Dustin darling, as you noticed, playing with them for more than 2 minutes makes me horny..."

"Then I'll have to suffer and fuck you, right?..."

"You are so bad! You lost all respect for my wishes."

"Not true. I am willing to pay anything you want to be allowed to milk you each time I feel like it."

"But it would be 24/7..."

"What can I do? The mere sight, or even just the thought, of your stunning breasts makes me drool."

Mara laughed, "Honey, let's be realistic. It's my fault I allowed us to cross the line, but we both love the same thing - Play in bed. However, there are other things in life: Working, eating, sleeping, and, in case you forgot, I am still married."

"Mara dear, let's compromise. Every morning, after Earl leaves for work, I'll come to your bed, suck your tit, sleep for 2 hours with your nipple in my mouth, and then we'll eat breakfast. During the day, 'unintentionally,' I'll touch your magnificent boobs a few more times to ensure you are aroused and receptive to my deviant intentions, and then we'll have sex as many times as you can handle. In return, I promise to work in the yard now and then and allow you to be free of my touch for a couple of minutes daily..."

Mara laughed, "You are insatiable."

"I always loved you. Then I discovered your gorgeous tits. And now, after having sex with you, I am in love with you and your body."

"Dustin, Earl is never here, and I doubt he'd care even if he found us together, although he may pretend to care, thinking we humiliated him. I am more concerned about your mother. How do we talk to my sister next time I meet her?"

"Just tell her I perform well in EVERY JOB you wish me to do."