He had fantasized about those tits for as long as he could remember. Ever since he was old enough to know what a hard-on was, Gabe got one whenever he saw his Aunt Marlena. It was not as if his father's sister was the image that most adolescent fantasies were made of, but there was definitely something about the woman the enthralled her nephew completely. She was not what most might consider gorgeous, though she was in no way unattractive. Any hint of grey was hidden with frequent colouring and highlights to her brown hair, which she usually kept permed and trimmed fairly short, with her curls hanging just down to her collar. She was on the short side, and like most women her age, had a few extra pounds hanging around. But it was her amazing bosom that really defined her appearance. Her eye catching breasts measured an impressive 36DD, and could not help but be noticed, regardless of how conservative her attire might be. Luckily for Gabe, and any other man who came across his aunt, Marlena did not tend to be too concerned with covering up her ample chest, and often showcased it with her clothing choices.
Growing up, Gabe would not be able to take his eyes off of his aunt whenever he saw her, whether it be at weddings, holidays, family gatherings, or just a pop-in visit. He would watch her as she danced or drank or laughed, all the while playing out lustful scenarios in his mind. Mesmerized by not only her magnificent tits, but also by her other features that he had built into his fantasies, he would stare at her curly hair, her face, her lips and drive himself further into lust for her. Everything about Marlena was a turn-on for him, from the way she spoke to the way she smoked a cigarette. But, as time went by, Gabe saw less and less of his Aunt Marlena, and as he grew up into a young man, she became a less frequent star of his sexual fantasies. That was of course, until the day of his cousin's wedding.
The family had gathered for the wedding of his cousin Sarah, the only daughter of Marlena and Gabe's father's sister. The festivities were being held out-of-town at a nice hotel, and everyone had rooms for the night. Gabe had come solo to the event, hoping to pick up a bridesmaid or have his way with some drunk wedding guest. Another guest who was flying solo also appeared to be a certain favourite aunt of his. He had heard through the family rumour mill that Marlena and her husband had been going through a bit of a rough patch as of late, but still, he had not expected that she would leave him behind for the wedding. Not that Gabe could care, for as soon as he laid his eyes on his dear aunt, all thoughts were washed from his mind and replaced by a wave of lustful memories of fantasies past.
Marlena looked unbelievable. She was wearing a little black dress that came to just above her knees, a spaghetti strap number, low cut, which allowed her incredible cleavage to pour out the top and stretch the fabric thin. The strapless bra underneath almost looked too small, barely containing her overflowing breasts, but doing a fine job of pushing them up and together. Her beautiful brown curls were fresh from the salon, highlighted with a hint of blonde and piled up on top of her head in a sexy up-do with dangling stands of ringlets tumbling down her neck. Just looking at his aunt, Gabe was instantly reminded of just why she was literally the woman of his dreams for so many years.
Throughout the ceremony and into the reception, Gabe could not keep his eyes off of his aunt. She seemed a little distraught, most likely due to the rumoured tension in her marriage, but to the uninformed viewer (or at least to someone who was not staring at her all night) she managed to hide any distress quite well. Mostly, she appeared to be drowning any of her secret sorrows in wine, and getting quite buzzed by the looks of it. Marlena sat and drank and smoked her way through half the reception as her adoring nephew watched attentively from afar, getting harder and hornier by the minute.
The young man's arousal was increased tenfold when, at the insistence of his father, he asked his "lonely" aunt to dance. As he slow danced with a fairly tipsy Marlena, it was all Gabe could do to not stab her with his raging hard-on, and she was not making it any easier for him. Unsteady in her inebriated state, she held her body tight against his for balance. Her pelvis gently brushed back and forth against his stiff manhood as they moved to the music, and her mammoth tits pressed into his chest as she wrapped her arms around her nephew. She rested her head on his shoulder, her warm breath and sexy curls tickling his neck, almost driving him over the edge. Mercifully, the song ended before he exploded right on the dance floor, and he parted ways with his aunt, hotter and hornier than he could ever remember being.
After his up close and personal time with his fantasy woman, Gabe had to step out for some fresh air and a cool down, so he decided to take a little walk outside to recharge. Following a brief stroll, he returned to the reception, but to his dismay he could not see Marlena anywhere in the hall. A futile search followed, and he soon came to the conclusion that his evening of arousal from the sight of his sexy aunt was apparently at an end. A few glasses of champagne and a couple of turn-downs from not-quite-drunk-enough bridesmaids later, he decided that he would have to head up to his room for the night and 'take matters into his own hands' in relieving his pent-up sexual frustrations from the evening's events.
He got off the elevator on the sixth floor and headed down the hallway, arriving at his room at end of the corridor and fumbling through his suit to find his key card. Just as he located the card in his inside jacket pocket, Gabe heard a sudden noise behind him. As he turned to the stairwell door opposite his room, again he heard the noise, a sort of muffled thud, seemingly against a wall. Somewhat annoyed by the disturbance, but not really interested, he turned back to his room, but before he could even put his card in the door, a third thud sounded, this time followed by some stifled giggling and voices. Already in a randy mood, Gabe immediately came to the horny conclusion that some couple was probably getting it on in the stairwell. Almost as quickly, he decided that if that was the case, he definitely was going to get a look at it.
Easing the door open, Gabe squeezed into the stairwell and could now clearly hear the lustful sounds of moaning accompanied by the smacking of lips on flesh. He could tell from the volume that the perpetrators of the soundtrack were just below him on the landing in between the fifth and sixth floors. Intent on seeing the show, but not wanting to interrupt the stars and cut the performance short, he slowly eased himself down the stairs and crouched into a position that would give him viewing access while hopefully not exposing his presence to his new friends. What he saw instantly blew his mind.
Marlena moaned as the man took her left nipple into his mouth, while he squeezed and pulled on her right tit. The straps of her dress were down on her arms, her bra shoved down below her breasts, her head tilted back, eyes shut and a wild expression of passion painted across her face. She ran her hands through his hair as he ravaged her bosom, "Oh yes, suck my tits," she groaned in ecstasy.
Gabe could not believe what he was seeing. His Aunt Marlena, woman of his fantasies, was letting some guy he vaguely recognized as a guest from the wedding attack her fantastic rack. Unable to contain his amazement, he nearly fell down the stairs, "Holy shit!"
Jolted from her erotic state of euphoria, Marlene's eyes popped open and immediately focused on her nephew. "Gabe!" she exclaimed, quickly clamouring to push her playmate off her heaving chest, "Oh my God." Unsure of what do to, and in an odd state of shock coupled with extreme arousal, Gabe hurriedly turned and headed back up the stairs, out into the hallway and towards his room. Now free from her companion, his aunt quickly straightened herself up, shoving her epic tits back into her bra and pulling her dress back over her slobber-covered rack, and rushed after him.
As he was going through the doorway to his hotel room, a short of breath Marlena was just a few steps behind him and rapidly trying to talk herself out of the compromising position her nephew had just caught her in. "Gabe honey, let me explain," she started as she followed him through the door and into his room, "It's not what you think".
Still caught between his incredibly aroused condition and utter astonishment, Gabe was in wonderment that his aunt was actually trying to talk her way around this situation. "Not what I think?" he exclaimed as the two entered the room, "I think what it is - is pretty fucking obvious!"
"Gabe, please listen," she pleaded, "I can explain."
