Building My Harem Pt. 3

Part 3 is here. I decided to go in a slightly different direction with this part of the story, I hope you guys enjoy it. Please forgive me for any spelling and grammar mistakes, I spent several nights writing into the wee hours of the morning. I’ve been thinking about enlisting the aid of an editor for future installments. If any of you dear readers are skilled in the area and would like to volunteer your services, let me know.

Anyways, I hope this part of the story is to your liking. Rate and leave comments if you want, I love hearing your feedback.

All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.



I sat at my desk working, thinking of the last couple days. You can probably guess how Erin, Katey, and I spent the rest of the weekend. But before I knew it, the weekend had ended and I was back at work the following Monday. Which meant yet another week with little to no time for fun. I saw Ashley a few times in passing at work, but I made no effort to speak to her. I was still unsure of how to approach her about joining me and the girls. I tried not to think about it too much, after all I still had work to do.

The week was going by slowly as usual, the little time that I did have at home it seemed like Katey and I could never find any time alone. I was getting pretty pent up as the week progressed. Which made me look forward to the weekend even more.

By the time Friday rolled around, I still hadn’t gotten any action and I was extremely pent up. I hadn’t realized how spoiled I had gotten by all the fun I was having with Erin and Katey. But now going a week with no release for first time in a while, I felt like I could burst. I even thought about staying late to see if Ashley wanted to do something, but it was just my luck that she didn’t have the time. Luckily it was Friday and I wouldn’t have to wait long, sure Mom and Dad were gonna be home this weekend, but I’m sure I could find an opportunity to get some alone time with my sister. Just as I had begun finishing up at work and started making plans for the weekend, my phone rang.

“Hello” I answered.

“Hey honey, how’s work?” my mother asked on the other end of the phone.

“Slow as usual, what’s up mom?” I said, holding the phone with one hand and typing on my computer with the other.

“Well, I have a favor to ask.” she said.

“Sure mom, what is it?” I said.

“It’s really more of a favor for your aunt.” mom said.

“Yeah…” I said.

“Well, she said she could use some help around her house this weekend. So I told her I’d ask you if you could go up there this weekend.” mom said.

Fuck. I thought to myself. There goes my plans. It’s not like I had to agree but I always did what mom wanted, we were close like that.

“uhh yeah.. when does she want me up there?” I said, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice.

“Tonight and she’ll probably keep you through the weekend, she needs help getting settled into her new place… now look honey, I know you’ve had a busy day at work, so you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” mom said.

“It’s cool mom, I’ll come home to grab a few things, then I’ll head out.” I told her.

“Okay, thank you sweetie. I’ll call her and tell her to expect you.” mom said, before hanging up.

Damn it, I thought. I couldn’t believe my plans were being dashed. Now don’t get me wrong, I really liked my aunt and I didn’t mind helping her out. But maybe I should’ve told my mother no, at least then my weekend could’ve been saved. However I didn’t say no, I could never tell my mother no. Plus she hardly asked anything of me lately, I felt obligated. Either way, I didn’t know how I would make it through the weekend, as pent up as I was.

Within the hour after I finished up at work, I went home and packed a bag. I then hit the road and began the lengthy drive to my aunt’s place. My aunt Lisa lived a few hours north of us, out in a rural area. She had just moved into a pretty nice two bedroom log cabin style house. I hadn’t seen her quite some time, I thought of the last time, it was a few years ago after her divorce. Her husband was a cheating asshole, from what I gathered at the time. I used to be pretty close with my aunt, I felt bad that I hadn’t been out to see her in so long.

As I sat behind the steering wheel I tried my best to concentrate on the dark road ahead of me. My mind was elsewhere though, I couldn’t stop thinking of the weekend I was leaving behind. It was a drag for sure, but maybe it wouldn’t turn out all bad. After all, I hadn’t seen my aunt in a few years, it’d be nice to pay her a visit. Although if my aunt was still as beautiful as I remember, I didn’t know how I’d make it through the weekend, as pent up as I was. My aunt Lisa, mom’s younger sister, had inherited the trademarked beauty of all the women on my mom’s side of the family.

Finally after 3 hours on the road, it was 11pm when I found my aunt’s gravel driveway nestled among the trees surrounding her property. I pulled up to her house and parked my car. Aunt Lisa must’ve seen my headlights pulling up because I saw the front door open as I stepped out of the car. I grabbed my bag from the car and walked towards her porch, with my aunt illuminated under the porch lights I caught my first sight of her in years. At 38 years old she was still a bombshell. Her long brunette hair framed her beautiful face perfectly. Even from a distance I could still see those piercing blue eyes of hers. She was tall and busty with curves in all the right places, and much like my mother her age barely showed. The shirt she was wearing looked strained as it stretched across her sizeable chest. She had on a loose fitting pair of sweatpants that did little to hide the perfect curve of her ass.

“Hey Alan! It’s so good to see you! Thank you so much for making the drive up here on such short notice. I hope it wasn’t too much trouble.” My aunt Lisa exclaimed as I stepped onto the porch.

“Hey Aunt Lisa, good to see ya too. And no it wasn’t any trouble.” I said, instantly forgetting about my other plans.

“Well come on inside sweetheart, I’ll give you the grand tour.” she said, guiding me through the front door.

I stole as many glances at her ass as possible while she guided me through the house; sizeable livingroom, nice kitchen, one guest bedroom with a bathroom across the hall, and a master bedroom with master bathroom. All in all it was a pretty great looking home. Not very big, but not small either, it was cozy and quaint. The only problem however was that there wasn’t a bed in the guest bedroom. Where the hell was I supposed to sleep? I wondered.

“I haven’t quite gotten everything in place, that’s what I need a strapping young man such as yourself for.” She said, glancing over her shoulder to smile.

“No problem Aunt Lisa.” I said, giving her a friendly smile back.

After we finished the tour we walked back into the livingroom.

“Have a seat Alan, I’m gonna get a drink from the kitchen. You want a beer or something?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’ll take a beer, thanks.” I said, taking a seat on the couch.

I watched her ass sway back and forth as she walked slowly into toward the kitchen. Damn, I thought to myself. I just couldn’t stop gawking at her. She may have been a bombshell, but she was still my aunt. I tried to chastise myself for gawking at her but that proved meaningless, after all I had crossed that line and much more with my sister already. So having impure thoughts of my gorgeous aunt should come as no surprise.

My thoughts were interupted when my aunt came walking back into the living room with two beers in her hands. I kept gawking at her as she walked towards the couch. I looked away quickly as she notciced me staring.

“Here ya go” she said, handing me a beer as she sat next to me on the couch.

“Thanks” I said, twisting the cap off the bottle and taking a swig.

“Jeez I have not seen you in years and you’ve grown into quite the handsome young man. Tell me what’s been going on the past few years.” she spoke again.

I caught her up on the past few years of my life. My boring job and every thing else. I did leave out the part where I began a sexual relationship with my sister and her friend. I figured that bit should probably be left unsaid. After I finished catching her up she began telling me everything that’s been going on in her life. Almost an hour later we had finished talking and I had taken the last swig of my beer.

“Aunt Lisa, you mind if I go take a shower?” I asked.

“Oh yeah of course. By the way just call me Lisa.” she said.

“Ok Lisa, I’ll be out in a bit.” I said, grabbing a pair of boxers from my bag and disappearing into the bathroom.

As I stood under the cascade of hot water I couldn’t keep myself from think about my aunt. I thought of her shapely ass swaying in her pants as she walked. I thought of her tits stretching the fabric of her shirt. The images in my head caused my cock to stir and begin to harden. I reached my hand down and gripped my shaft, I began slowly stroking it to the thought of my sexy aunt. But just as I was getting into it I heard the bathroom door open, I stopped immediately and reached for the shampoo.

“Hey Alan, I forgot there aren’t any towels in here, I brought you one.” my aunt Lisa said.

“Okay, thanks Lisa, just set it on the counter I guess.” I said, my eyes closed as I began shampooing my head.

“oh my, you really have grown into quite the handsome young man” aunt Lisa spoke again.

I froze after hearing her words. Then I realized the shower curtain was semi-transparent and I had made no attempt to hide my erection. Fuck. I tried my best not to react, I went back to washing my hair. After I had finished washing up I opened my eyes and noticed that Aunt Lisa was still standing next to the counter looking at me through the shower curtain.

“uhh, aunt Lisa? You think you could leave, so I can get out?” I said.

“What? Oh right. Yeah, sorry.” she said, walking out of the bathroom and pulling the door shut behind her.

As I towelled off I thought about what had just occurred. I had just caught my aunt staring at my erection. What was I supposed to do after something like that? Pretend it didn’t happen?

I finished towelling off and put on a pair of boxers. I opened the bathroom door and walked out into the hallway. As I walked down the hall towards the livingroom, I realized my aunt was no where to be found. Where could she have gone? I wondered. After getting to the livingroom where my bag was,I grabbed a pair of shorts from the bag and put them on. I slipped on a shirt and decided to go look for my aunt, she may have been in her room, so I headed toward the hall. As I approached the end of the hall where her room was located, I noticed the light was on and the door was cracked about 2 inches. I then heard a light moan come from her room. I slowly stepped closer to the door and peaked inside. What I saw shook me to the core.

My aunt was laying on her back in bed with her eyes closed and her mouth contorted. One of her hands had her shirt pulled up groping one of her exposed breasts. I marvelled at the minimal view I had of her tits, they were tanned like the rest of her and her areolas were almost 2 inches in diameter, but they fit perfectly with massive jugs they rested upon. Her hard nipples protuded about half an inch from the center of her areolas. My cock stirred to life in my shorts. That’s when I noticed her other hand was stuck down the front of her sweatpants, making subtle movements.

I stood there watching her for another minute, before her eyes suddenly opened and looked straight at me peaking through the cracked door. I immediately backed away and I started to turn around to walk away when I heard her voice.

“Alan?” she said.

I stood frozen, not sure if I should answer.

“Come in here.” she spoke again.

I obeyed her and slowly turned back to the door, pushing it open.