Chapter 7
Things got worse when she pressed herself into me, and let me tell you, my aunt was a hugger three years ago and that didn't change.
Three years ago, I used to masturbate a lot to her because of how much of her hotness remained on my mind. With her in my mind, I didn't even need to wait for my refractory period. I would get instantly hard.
And right now, the same hotness was mashing her massive chest into mine. Even when I was recently having problems with climaxing, I was nearly busting one right now.
I controlled myself and said, "Good to see you too, Aunt Elise."
"Oh, for me it's great to see you." She said, still hugging me and not letting me go. Before things got tough, someone coughed from the side, "Mom, you're not planning on doing that all summer, are you?"
I turned to look at Sara, who, I had to admit, all creepiness aside, had become the most stunning young woman ever since I last saw her. Even three years ago, she was amazing but this was just out of the world.
She stood at around 5"7', her hair blonde just like my aunt and a natural as well. Her chest wasn't as developed but it was at least a C. Her figure was lean and without any excess flesh except for the right places and although I couldn't see her ass from here, I bet my right hand it would be as amazing as her front.
Okay, that was creepy as hell.
"Of course not, honey. I was just happy to see my favorite nephew." Aunt Elise said. Well, that was technically true. Since the beginning, Aunt Elise had favored me greatly. Much more than her brothers' children.
"Okay now, it's my turn. Back off." Sara said and came forward.
"Wait, what?" I snapped out of checking her out and before I could say no, she hugged me and she hugged me deep. I was still able to keep my crotch away from her but I had to respond to this hug.
Creepiness aside, I missed her terribly.
"I missed you so much, Sara," I replied, not holding back on that hug but I made sure I didn't hurt her.
"Me too. I missed you a lot, Tyler," She replied before she playfully added, "School sucks."
"Of course it does," We separated with my reply and Mira came forward, "You remember me, don't you, cuz?"
"How could I not? You have grown stunningly so since the last time I saw you." I replied.
Take Sara, then double her but with black hair. That was Mira's look. If she dyed her hair blonde, there would be no way of telling these sisters apart.
"Hey! What about me?" Sara asked.
"You naturally look amazing," I replied.
"And me? And me?" A 5" tall girl asked. Sasha, the youngest of the sisters. She wasn't blonde or black like her sisters but somewhere in between. Her hair had a base of blonde while they turned black down the way. Her skin was the same as theirs though.
Her chest wasn't that big, a B at most but I could tell she was still growing. She was just sixteen after all.
"Of course, you've grown up as well. Last time I saw you, you were a little girl but now you're a young woman." I flattered her a little as well but in her case, I didn't possess any sort of creepiness.
I mean, let's face it, she was simply jailbait. Of course, given her state's law, she was legal but not mine and to be frank, I wasn't in little girls as well. I was barely into girls my age.
"Thanks!" She laughed and mashed into me. She was so quick that I didn't have the time to dodge her and as she did, she plastered herself against me. So much so that I didn't even have the time to pull myself back a bit, allowing her to feel my boner at full length.
"Gasp!" She gasped.
Great. My summer here began with the title of a pervert.
"You're so hard, Tyler. How much do you work out?" She asked.
"Sigh…" I sighed. To be honest, I almost died with the first part of her sentence but I sighed when she said the second part which was honestly a relief.
"Yes, I felt that too," My aunt said with a smile while Sara nodded in assent.
"Yes~ Very hard," As I heard Sasha's next word, I also noticed the smirk on her face.
This brat.
She totally felt me up.
"Really? Let me see." Mira, the one who hadn't hugged me yet moved forward and began touching my bicep too.
"True. You're very hard." She said in amazement.
Hard, I was. But the hardness she was feeling and the hardness in my pants were two different things and the hardness in my pants was spreading.
I needed to jack off before I did something regretful.
"Now, now," Thankfully, coming to my help, Aunt Elise said, "Why don't we all get home now? Tyler surely needs his rest."
What I needed was to rest my raging boner but I was happily ready to agree.
We left the airport. On the way, we had some small talk, like school, girlfriends, and all that. Sara was in a relationship while Mira wasn't. Sasha was focusing on tennis and Aunt Elise was spending her time around the house, basically doing nothing.
I told them about my aspirations and shocked them when I said I wasn't a jock. They were shocked even more when they found out I had no girlfriend.
"It's okay, Tyler," Sasha consoled me by patting my thigh, "If you don't get one soon, I will be your girlfriend."
While the others could sense the mockery in her voice, I could see the expression of lust on her face. How the hell was she like that at her age?
"Don't worry, Tyler," Sara said, teasing me in her own way, "I know a lot of girls who would love to hang out with you."
"I just hope they're normal," I replied.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Nothing." I replied before I asked, "So, tell me about your guy. What's his name?"
"His name is Jackson. He's what you call a muscle-head buffoon." Mira replied instead of Sara, her tone a little annoyed.
"Mira!" Sara complained but no one else defended her. It seemed like no one held a good image for that guy.
"I take it he's not popular around?" I asked.
"Not since he made a scene at the homecoming," Mira replied.
"Okay, Tyler doesn't need to hear about that." Sara worriedly said, her tone carrying a slight plea for Mira to stop which she did. I didn't know what was going on and although I cared about Sara, I was sure she wouldn't be with someone her family didn't approve of so there must be something else to the story.
Still, I didn't feel it was appropriate to pry. If it was something serious, I was sure she would tell me herself. If she doesn't, well, there were many other ways of finding out if I found out there was something wrong here.
We shortly arrived at the gigantic house of the Miller family. It wasn't as big as ours, obviously, but I still believed it was too much for five people.
I thought the same for my house which took so many servants to keep clean. If we had a smaller one, we wouldn't have to hire so many servants hence saving a lot of money.
"Your room's on the second floor, Tyler. Come on, I will take you there." Aunt Elise said as we entered the house. They didn't have a servant in the house so I carried the bags myself. Even though they offered, it didn't just feel right.
Aunt Elsie took the lead and for the first time in my life, I noticed her ass. It was gigantic. Not 'get in the way' gigantic, but gigantic like a small pillow gigantic.
Anyway, her sundress was long enough for me to not get a view and I wasn't very keen on bending and giving her an opportunity to catch me. That was a gray area and I wasn't very optimistic about that.
Still, her flesh could be seen rolling even underneath her sundress. It was the sole testament to how big her ass was.
While I admired the view before me, we soon arrived at my room.
"I prepared this room especially for you." She said as we entered the big room that was as big as mine. Of course, there was nothing but a big bed, a big cupboard, and an empty computer table along with a simple couch.
The chosen theme was white along with the color of the room's walls.
Talk about bright.
"You fancy a dip?" Aunt Elise asked, obviously about the pool.
"Actually, I just want to rest for now. It was a long flight. I'm a bit tired." I replied.
Actually, I wasn't. With my stats, I could run for hours but I needed a good excuse to get some alone time. I wasn't sure if I would get any at night. Besides, there was something else I needed to do as well.
"Then I'll let you rest. But don't sleep the day out. You're having lunch with us." Aunt Elise said before she walked out of the room.
I flopped on the bed and said, "Status."
It was time to become a supernatural.