My Aunt Christina Pt 1

Christina is about to marry my Uncle Pat, who’s my mom’s brother. I met her for the first time about three years ago when they came in from out of town and I’ve had a crush on her ever since. I was 14 at the time and she was 27, making her 31 now but despite that, she doesn’t look a day older than 26. She has a mature youthfulness about her looks, most likely due to her Latin heritage. My family and I, including all the relatives and my two male cousins, are visiting Uncle Pat and Christina this spring for their wedding.

Christina is definitely a sexy woman. I believe she is the definition of perfection. Standing at 5.5 feet tall with a full hour glass figure, she’s got big round ass and large breasts that make her a very yummy object for males. She’s always wearing a top with a high neck line to avoid people staring at her Double D cup tits and her sexy voluptuous ass looks so alluring from behind and constantly accentuated by yoga pants or a nice tight dress. She always wears tight fitting attires that strictly emphasize her sexy curves and humps. I always fantasize about what she looks like underneath it all. Overall, Christina is a very curvy mature lady with nice full breasts, skin that’s slightly tanned that glows under the light and a smile to die for. She has nice piercing seductive eyes that are hazel colored that always seem to gleam and soft silky looking lips. My uncle is not that much of a looker himself but from what everyone says, he is a really nice guy. I must say, he’s incredibly lucky too to be able to settle with a woman of this caliber.

I wouldn’t consider myself hot. Being Japanese, I’m kind of scrawny, weighing 120lbs for someone who’s six feet tall. I’m not particularly muscular but at least I’m not fat with man-boobs and a gut like one of my cousins. I can see myself having better luck with girls once I’m in college or maybe when I’m older and people are less superficial and catty but during high school, I’m definitely not amongst the top picks compared to all the wrestlers and football players. If I ever marry a girl like Christina, I would die happy.

We arrive a week before the actual wedding day. They live in a huge mansion with a swimming pool in the backyard and a guest house in the back that’s detached from the main house. Once we get to the house, my Uncle Pat greets us with big smiles and open arms.
“Hey, how are my favorite boys?” he yells out.
“Hi, Uncle Pat,” I greet him. “Congratulations once again.”
“Thank you, Shawn,” he says.
We all do the family group hugs before dragging out luggage into the house. He shows us to our rooms, each having its own small bathroom and mini-fridge. This is the life.

After we settle in, Uncle Pat invites us all into the pool for a dip. After we change into our swim trunks, we scatter towards the pool and Christina is in a leopard spot bikini. Her wet hair drips water all over her glistening toned body as she wades around the pool. This is my first time seeing her wonderful cleavage and her ample bosom underneath that bikini is to die for. My cousins and I develop an instant hard on. I wish my cousins would show some self-control. I get it, Christina is extremely hot but she’s going to be our aunt soon and if you’re going to stare at it with horny dogs, at least do it discreetly.