He decided not to, though her being half naked in front of him like this was hard to resist, if she weren’t his aunt he might not have had the same level of restraint.
"I think she is hungry, I know I am. Why don’t I start breakfast? And you go drag the girls out of bed." She said looking up at him.
"You sure, I can do it." He replied. He wasn’t the best cook in the world but mom had taught him the basics and he knew enough to cook breakfast.
"I can do it babe." She said holding out her hands.
“Okay.” He replied knowing not to argue. He took her hands and pulling her up getting more than a little peek of her tit as she stood up catching a glimpse of nipple and all. He walked over and grab one of his bags, the one with his toothbrush and shaving stuff, and headed for upstairs. He debated for a second who to get up first but stopped as he heard a noise as he looked up to see his sister Abigail coming down the stairs in a hurried pace her breast began to bounce about under her camisole top she wore, her brown pigtails bouncing behind her. He could swear time slowed down a bit as her melons flopped up and down in her shirt. She grabbed one strap stopping it from coming down.
“Bubba.” She yelled almost near the bottom as she jumped the last few steps. He had been so entranced by her breast bouncing he almost didn’t realize she had jumped, he stumbled backwards as he got a face full of her huge soft melons. One hand wrapped around her waist but the other hand found nothing but soft firm ass to grab hold of. She threw her arms around his neck pressing his face into her boobs as she hugged him tightly. If he had to pick a way to die this would be it he thought as his face mashed between her melons. They might have trouble closing the coffin though. She slid down after hugging him for a few seconds her breast sliding upward as they ran down his chest. When her toes touched the ground he reluctantly let go of her ass.
“Hey Bubba.” She smiled up at him her arms still around his neck as she gave him a kiss on the lips that caught him by surprise. Though it didn’t last long it was a little too familiar then her regular kisses and lasted a bit longer then had anyone else been in the room.
“Did you miss me?” He asked when she finally let him breath. They had always been close but had grown even closer after dad had died, though they were a bit closer than either of them would admit. He still treated her like his baby sister but he knew all too well she was a woman now. He looked her over. She had light brown caramel hair with haunting amber eyes, her lips where full and luscious like her mother. She had natural almond tan skin. Her body was thick and curvy though like there mom in all the right places especially her large honey dew melon sized tits which he had just gotten a face full of and her nice round bubble but which he was holding a second ago.
“A little.” She teased. She finally took a step back as she let him go when he noticed her light brown caramel areola peeking out of her shirt.
“Um, sis.” He said pointing at her boob.
“Ops, Sorry.” She said fixing the strap with one hand and stuffing her boob back in with the other.
“It’s okay.” He shrugged. Wasn’t the first boob he had seen today, with any luck it wouldn’t be the last.
“Aunt Trish is cooking breakfast; I am going to get Becca up.” He smiled.
“Okay.” She said taking his hand as she turned and led him upstairs. As she got a few steps ahead of him dragging him along he couldn’t help but look at her cute bubble but that jiggled lightly as it twitched back and forth in the boy shorts she wore. Though his sister was generally modest about what she wore she didn’t fill the need to wear as much around the house not that he minded.
“Good to be home.” He said under his breath. As they got to the top of the steps into the upstairs hallway they saw Jo followed by their mom who had the baby to her bare teat.
“Jo.” Abbey let go of his hand and ran to Jo almost tackling her as she wrapped her arms around her.
“Hey there Abs.” Jo said kissing her on the head as Abs tried to hug the life out of her.
“Say hello bubba.” Mom said as she walked around.
“Wow she has gotten big.” He said as he smiled as the baby looked at him though didn’t let go of moms nipple not that he could blame her. Last time he had seen her he was afraid to hold her thinking he might break her. Now she was big enough to hold her head up and was playing and crawling. “Aunt Trish is starting breakfast.” He added with a smile.
“We're going to wake up Becca.” Abs said with a smile finally letting Jo go.
“Okay, see you kids down stairs.” Mom said as she passed him.
Alex was nearest to his room so he opened the door to an eyeful as he looked his sleeping cousin Rebecca over. She was a short petite. She had cut her liquorish black hair into a sporty pixie cut with long bangs with a streak of plum purple down one side. As his eyes trailed down he noticed a small white mini crop top which read parental advisory explicit content. As she lay on her side with one arm under the pillow he could make out the underside of her nice ample pear size tit. Which where peeking out the underside of her shirt. Further down she wore only a low rise thong which hugged her hips well rounded hips and ass. Abbey came around him and slid past him into the room and ran over jumping on the bed and nudging their cousin.
“Wake up Becks.” Abbey said shaking Becca.
“Go away ten more minutes.” Becca said rolling onto r back showing off her ass. She had what he called a gymnast booty which was very high and tight and seemed to jut out from her back instead of naturally slopping. It had a nice mix of firmness but still jiggled when she walked. Above her ass sat a little tramp stamp tattoo that was written in Japanese.
“I thought I had a nice ass.” Jo whispered over his shoulder. It was a tossup he thought. Jo was more of the kind of ass you see on a volleyball player or sprinter which stuck out but looked like it had been carved in marble. He often teased that he could stick a a peice of coal up her ass and she would shit out a diamond. “She is single right?” He just shook his head at her as he walked over setting down his bag.
“Your mom is cooking breakfast.” Abbey said. He reached out giving her arm a little shake. She made a noise in protest and pulled the pillow over her head. He tickled her side a little as she swatted his hand away. He debated how to best wake her up. He could remember his summers on her farm when she would wake him up from a dead sleep by jumping on his stomach, splashing cold water on him, farting in his face, though his favorite had been when he had woken up to her rubbing her bare ass in his face. They always tried to out prank each other though they never did anything that would actually be to mean. He debated his options. He could give her a nice smack on the ass, snap her panties, or bite her ass. For some reason every idea he had involved her ass.
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