Family sized blowjob

One day when I was twelve my whole world turned upside down, I had just come back from a game of tennis with my friend and was all sweaty so went to go have a shower. I walked down the hall to the bathroom the door was slightly open, and the sound of the shower going could be heard as I came closer. I was wondering who it was in there, either my mum Sarah, or one of my three sisters.

The oldest at 18 was Megan, she had inherited from my mum a pair of the biggest ripest tits you had ever seen, with her long flowing blond hair, and full lips she was hoping to become a model. The next oldest was Alice, she was 13, well 14 in a months time as she kept reminding everyone. She was the odd one out in the family with brown hair, but like her big sister Megan was just as pretty, her tits were not quite the size of Mums or Megan’s but for her age they were already getting her noticed by any male she might pass, and an innocent look that was opposite to her nature. Finally there was little Kirsty just turned 8, very tiny and again with golden hair, but with a slight wave in.

I quietly edged up to the door, to take a quick peek. Ever so carefully I peered round the door with one eye, as I did I saw the round ass of Megan disappear into the steam of the shower. I quickly glanced either side of me to make sure that no one else was in the house, and then drew my attention back to my eldest sister. Every so often I could see a glimpse of flesh though the steam, the curve of a breast or slither of her perfect ass. I decided I couldn’t waste this prime opportunity and slowly pat my and into my shorts, grabbing my meat, and slowly squeezing it at the thought of my sister naked in front of me, but before the blood had a chance to reach my cock disaster happened.

Mum was standing there, with her sister Bernadette, or Bernie as she was known to us, staring at me with my hand in my shorts while peering into the bathroom. Bernie was just as well racked as mum, but a couple of years younger at 32, mum who at 34 had had Megan when she was 16 as it, didn’t seem to slow down. Bernie looked highly amused and tried to hide her smile with the back of her hand, mum however just stared at me in horror. I just stood there with my hand on my cock and mouth open with the shock.

After a second mum came towards me and I quickly removed my hand
“What do you think you are doing?” she asked rhetorically and redundantly.
Did she really expect me to say im whacking off to Megan in the shower?
She grabbed me under the armpit, and heaved me towards the kitchen, saying “Your coming with me young man.” We brushed past Bernie who followed wide eyed behind in evident delight at my embarrassment.

I stood by the kitchen table with my head bowed in embarrassment, as mum and Auntie Bernie looked down on me. Mum paused for a moment before she spoke.
“I cant believe what I saw you doing” Bernie interrupted saying “Well to be fair he is reaching that age and Megan is not exactly unattractive, I mean her boobs are almost as big as ours!”
Mum replied calmly: “I suppose your right, but still it’s quite a shock”, the anger in her seemed to break as the amusement of the scene caught up with her.

Right at that moment, something caught Auntie Bernie’s eye, and she froze, staring at my shorts. “Is that his…..” she stopped by herself. Mum seemed to notice at the same time, “It cant be….. can it?” quickly I realised that the end of my cock was hanging out the bottom of my shorts, which had ridden above my knee slightly. I pressed my shorts down, quickly hiding my meat. “Oh my god I think it is” gasped Bernie “It must be huge!!” Mum didn’t seem to believe it and shook her head “What are you hiding down there?” “Nothing” I replied honestly. “I don’t believe you; now tell me what are you hiding there?” Bernie answered for me “I think its his, you know, his P.E.N.I.S”
“No it cant be” mum replied defiantly “now tell me what you have down there before I get really mad”
I stood quiet not knowing what to say.
“Ok then” mum proclaimed “you asked for it, now stand on the chair” I looked up for the first time and could tell she was serious, so climbed on the dinning room chair.
Auntie Bernie could not believe what was happening, but seemed to love every moment of it.
“Now this is your final chance, what are you hiding down there?” she asked trying to look into my eyes, her hands holding either side of my shorts.