Obsessed with Aunt Laura Ch. 08

She moved her face a bit closer to mine as if we were sharing secret information. When she saw I wasn't going to answer she started speaking again.

"I mean... I liked seeing it that first time but then again I'm just your aunt. Rachel likes it too." she said.

I wasn't sure if that was supposed to be encouraging or deterring.

"You can get drunk again and try! Let's go have some drinks!"

This time I did look her in the eyes when I spoke.

"What, you mean go do it now with both of you there?"

"With us or without us!" she said excitedly.

I stood for there for a moment trying to make sense of everything aunt Laura was telling me and if I should actually try going through with it. Then I thought about if I should tell Lauren about it or not. Her reaction might be a bit different since she actually knew my mom and was somewhat close to her.

"Tell you what. Let's just go in and relax and you can think about it later." Aunt Laura said. She took my hands in hers and started directing me inside.

"Um what about my little problem here?" I asked as I looked downwards towards my crotch.

"Just think of something boring. Like baseball, or your mom naked." she said with a smirk.

I looked at her with a furrowed brow. For a second though I did picture my mom naked.

"Oops! My bad." Aunt Laura teased.

We made our way inside after we collected the rest of the plates and I closed the patio door behind me. Aunt Laura stacked her plates on top of the ones I was carrying and then went in the direction of the living room where Rachel was flipping through movie choices. They had just popped open a bottle of champagne, so they must have ran out of wine. In an attempt to give my erection time to calm down, I decided to take my time in joining them by rinsing off the plates a bit before loading them into the dishwasher.

"Matt come sit with us!" Aunt Laura shouted from her seat beside Rachel.

I looked down and came to the conclusion that in my current state of arousal I'd need to actually get off in order to calm down. I started thinking of mom playing with my cock while she was naked. Then I thought about Lauren catching us. Instead of being disgusted, she happily joined in. Both of them took turns sucking on my cock until I came on both of their faces.

I was fighting the urge to go snap a picture of my cock for my mom until I remembered the two gorgeous ladies in the other room. Perhaps something fun might happen with them? I threw caution to the wind and decided to join them, raging hard cock and all. I dried my hands and made my way to the living room. Aunt Laura and Rachel were sitting on the couch directly across from the TV, so I decided to sit on the other couch.

At the last second I got a bit nervous so, as if I was watching what was on the TV, I slightly walked with my back facing them as I made my way to my seat. I sat down awkwardly so I wouldn't sink into the couch cushions which would probably result in a wardrobe malfunction on my part. I internally cursed my decision to wear these thin shorts with nothing underneath. When I looked over at the two ladies on the other couch, they were both focused on the tv listings and probably didn't even notice my weird seating ritual. I also noticed aunt Laura had taken off her shorts so now just had her panties on from earlier.

"Where's your drink?" Aunt Laura said when she looked at me, as if she just noticed I was there.

"Oh, I uh..." I started saying before she cut me off.

"Here, have this one."

She then passed me her champagne glass, which looked like it was just freshly refilled.

"I'll just sip from the bottle!" she said, her words starting to slur together.

I wasn't a huge champagne fan either. The only time I ever really had any was at fancy events like weddings or dinner with Lauren. But even then it was just a sip or two, so I wasn't sure if I'd be able to finish the freshly poured glass I was handed. I shrugged and took a sip, making sure to put my mouth on the lip smudge where aunt Laura had been drinking from. My cock twinged as my lips made contact with the glass. It was almost like we were kissing, if only in some indirect way.

While we were scrolling through the movies we starting playing drink or dare which was basically just the game truth or dare with drinking thrown in. In this game everyone could answer when someone asked for a truth even if it wasn't directed at them. However if you didn't want to tell the truth or do the dare when you were directly asked, you'd have to take a drink. I found it strange we were playing a drinking game while we were already drinking, but I guess the girls wanted to have even more of a reason to get drunk.

We began the game by asking each other fairly simple truths for a while, almost like we were avoiding the dares for the time being. Over time the questions got a little more risqué, like aunt Laura asking if I was still a virgin or Rachel asking aunt Laura if she'd ever been skinny dipping. It seemed like they were asking each other questions they already knew the answers to. I'm guessing they probably told each other about all the times these things happened. Either way they were getting me going.

We eventually decided on a movie. Well more like aunt Laura and Rachel decided on a movie while shutting down my ideas. They chose 'Showgirls', which was apparently one of their favorites. I hadn't seen it, but based on the title I had a slight idea about what it was going to be about. What I didn't know was there was a lot of nudity, with some softcore sex scenes sprinkled in every so often. On most occasions these scenes wouldn't do anything for me since I know there's nothing actually happening. Without any penetration plus the sometimes silly acting, it usually looks like two people just smashing their bodies together. But in my very heightened state of arousal, and possibly the alcohol consumption, it was really getting to me. Just seeing the main character get naked was getting my juices flowing and I could tell there was a slightly wet spot on my shorts where my cock leaked precum several times.

"Oh I like this part coming up." Aunt Laura said, after taking another sip of champagne from the bottle.

At that point there was a scene where the main character starts to strip and starts giving a lap dance to a male character, who is still fully clothed, while another female character watches.

"Has anyone gotten a lap dance?" Aunt Laura asked, using one of her truth questions.

Both of them immediately looked at me as if I was the only one whose answer mattered.

"Not me!" I shrugged.

"Really? Why not?" Rachel asked. Her sudden openness to speak was probably thanks to her slightly drunken state.

"I've never really gone to a place like this." I said, still looking at the TV.

Our eyes were all locked onto what was happening on the screen. At that moment the main character was peeling off her thong, which was the only thing besides her shoes that she was wearing. She then walked towards the other female character, licked her own nipple, walked back and then spun around and sat directly on the male characters lap before grinding against him.

"I've done that before." Rachel suddenly said.

"What?! When?" Aunt Laura asked, surprised. She must not have known that fact about her best friend.

"I don't remember, probably one of my boyfriends growing up." Rachel answered.

I suddenly pictured Rachel giving a lap dance the way the girl on the movie was. My rock hard cock leaked a bit more as I took another sip of champagne in an attempt to distract myself.

We watched as the main character stood up and spun around. She brought her right leg up and onto the male characters shoulder as she air humped a bit before sitting back down on his lap. I had to take another sip from my glass to try to hide my interest in what was happening on screen.

"I dare you to give me a lap dance." Aunt Laura said to Rachel.

I almost spat my drink when I heard her request. To stop myself I kept my glass up to my mouth and took an extra drink.

"Hmm okay! But I'm not sure it will be that good." Rachel said as she kept her eyes on the TV.

We watched as the lap dance got more intense. The female character was grinding harder now. She rode the male character hard until he blew his load in his pants. Or so the acting portrayed. Regardless of it being fake or not, the strippers movements were really taking a toll on me. I didn't know how much longer I could last before I had to take matters into my own hands so to speak and excuse myself. Aunt Laura and Rachel could tell my situation and they didn't help much by what they were about to do.

Without another word Rachel stood and moved in front of aunt Laura. She took another big sip of champagne then put her glass down on the coffee table behind her. She turned to face aunt Laura and placed her hands on her shoulders. She slightly bent over and pushed aunt Laura, who was still holding her champagne bottle, as far back into her seat as she'd go. Once aunt Laura's back slumped into the couch, Rachel mounted her lap and slowly started grinding into her.

I couldn't help but watch what was happening in front of me. I thought the action on the TV was getting to me, but then I started watching the live version. I don't remember the last time I was this turned on, and with no way of freely relieving myself no less. My cock was so hard it was starting to hurt. Even though my shorts were a thin, somewhat stretchy material they still felt like they were constricting the steel rod inside them.

As if they knew I was watching them, aunt Laura and Rachel started putting on a show now. They dialed up their acting to eleven and somewhat re-enacted how the characters in the movie were behaving during their lap dance scene. Rachel started grinding harder and whipped her hair around while aunt Laura grabbed her ass through her shorts. While they were preoccupied I quickly took my phone out of my pocket and took a few pictures of them. I then put my phone down on the couch beside before they saw I had just captured their sexy display.

As if the gods smiled upon me on that moment, aunt Laura was moving in for another sip of her champagne but Rachel made a sudden arm movement and knocked the bottle from her hand. It tipped and spilled what seemed like it's entire contents directly onto aunt Laura's chest, and was now slowly making her top become transparent. Both women gasped at the same time.

"Oh god sorry!" Rachel apologized, somewhat embarrassed.

"It's my fault, I didn't know how into it you were getting!" Aunt Laura said laughing.

Rachel, not getting up from aunt Laura's lap, started frantically looking around the coffee table for something to dry off her friend. Aunt Laura, on the other hand, was looking at me, who was staring directly at her now visible tits through her top. She looked like she was hatching a plan for a moment before she took action. Suddenly she grabbed Rachel and tossed her onto the couch beside her. She landed in a somewhat laying position. Aunt Laura now straddled Rachel's legs.

"Let's see how you like it!" Aunt Laura said before grabbing Rachel's own glass of champagne from the table and pouring it onto her shirt.

"Hey! This is the only shirt I brought!" Rachel exclaimed as she made no real effort in stopping what was happening.

"Oh well! You can just borrow one of mine." Aunt Laura said as she still held the glass over Rachel, trying to get every drop.

Rachel's shirt was becoming see through too, but sadly she was wearing a bra which was now visible through the wetness. Once she had realized she was in display she tried to cover herself up but aunt Laura wouldn't let her.

"I dare you to take off your top." Aunt Laura said looking directly into Rachel's eyes.

Rachel just stared at her and made a face as if to say "are you serious?"

Aunt Laura preemptively grabbed onto the bottom hem of her friend's shirt and gave it a tug. Rachel bit her lip and looked away for a second, as if she had to weigh her options. Another tug by aunt Laura made her come to conclusions.

"I double dare you." Aunt Laura said, now in a slightly lewd voice.

"Well I guess I can't drink anymore so I can't refuse, now can I?" Rachel said, suddenly using a her own lewd voice.

Aunt Laura scooted back to her spot on the couch and watched her friend slowly, and might I add seductively, peel her wet shirt up and over her head. Once it was completely off she tossed it onto the floor.

"Oh wow!" Aunt Laura said, luckily before I unintentionally did.

Rachel's bra covered tits were glistening somewhat thanks to being coated in champagne. I had to adjust my position on the couch a bit so I could see around Aunt Laura, and we both ogled her for a moment her before she spoke up.

"Ok your turn."

"My turn?" Aunt Laura mirrored her statement.

"Yeah, you double dared me. That means you have to do it too."

"Oh shit, I totally forgot what double dare meant. I just thought I was reinforcing my dare!"

Both women laughed in unison like they were back playing their drunken games in college.

Suddenly, without saying anything, Rachel grabbed the bottom hem of aunt Laura's wet shirt and in one quick motion whipped it up and off of her. Aunt Laura quickly covered up her tits with her hands.

"Hey!" Aunt Laura shouted in surprise.

"Your fault!" Rachel responded.

I wasn't quick enough to catch a peek at aunt Laura's tits. I was too busy trying to figure out whatever that technique was that Rachel used to take aunt Laura's shirt off so smoothly.

"So now what?" Aunt Laura asked, looking at us both.

"Well the movie isn't over yet, so..." Rachel answered.

I couldn't help but stare at the two half naked women across from me. Rachel sat there in her short shorts that were tightly hugging her thighs, and an even tighter bra that was screaming to be relieved of its contents. Beside her sat aunt Laura, wearing just a tiny pair of thong panties and had her arms crossed in front of her chest. Both of them looked amazing and extremely porny. My cock was starting to leak and I saw a wet spot form on the from of my shorts. Before either of them noticed, I grabbed the knitted blanket hanging over the couch and covered myself from my shoulders downwards.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Laura turned towards me slightly when she saw what I did.

"I'm freezing!" I lied. In reality it was summer so I was on fire both literally and figuratively.

"Hmm.... well then I guess we can't dare you to take your shirt off too then, huh?" she asked and smiled.

"Errrrr well I mean I could."

I brought the blanket up over my head, like I was about to perform a magic trick. After a few seconds of fumbling around I pulled the blanket down and held out my shirt in my hand. I dropped it on the couch beside me while Rachel clapped. Aunt Laura joined her in applause, which now allowed her bare tits to be on full display. Rachel and I both stared at her until she realized what happened.

"Oh god!" Aunt Laura said, pretending to be embarrassed. She just looked down at her own tits and then shrugged.

"Whatever. We've all seen boobs before, right?" she said.

I leaned back farther in my seat and quickly looked away, so as to seem not as invested in my aunt's tits as I actually was. At this point I was fighting a losing battle and my voyeuristic side was waking up again. As I got into my new seating position I slowly spread my legs which allowed my cock to point out towards to two ladies sitting across from me. If I didn't have the blanket covering myself they'd surely see it through my shorts.

"I haven't seen yours since college, were they always this big?" Rachel asked in her lewd voice.

"Since high school! I was an early bloomer." Aunt Laura answered proudly. She scooped up her tits and pointed them towards Rachel as if to give her a better view.

I was really struggling to stay sane. I tried to focus on the movie instead, which wasn't helping because now the main female character and the male character were fooling around in a pool. Suddenly I thought of aunt Laura and I in their situation instead. I kind of zoned out in thought and it probably looked like I was intently watching the action on TV.

"Seems like Matt really likes this part." Rachel said.

Both of them turned to look at me and when I snapped out of my thoughts I noticed them.

"Well... I was just trying to figure out if their pool was as big as yours." I said, looking back at them.

My eyes went straight to aunt Laura's tits for a moment and then I had to force myself to look at her face.

"Uh huh." Aunt Laura said with a sly grin.

All three of us watched as the two people on screen fucked in the pool. The female character was thrashing wildly against the male character and I wondered if that's what aunt Laura would be like if we did it in her pool.

"We should go for a swim later." Rachel said once the scene was over.

"Sure!" Aunt Laura answered, agreeing with her friend's statement.

She then looked down at her almost bare frame and then at both of us.

"I feel like the only one in this vulnerable position. I dare you both to take off something."

By the looks of it both Rachel and I only had our bottoms to choose from, unless she decided to take her bra off.

"Hmmm." Rachel thought aloud, before hooking her fingers on the waistband of her shorts and pulled downwards. She lifted her butt off the couch and then slid them down around her ankles and stepped out of them.

"Wow that was quick!" Aunt Laura said, somewhat surprised that Rachel didn't give any resistance.

As I stared at Rachel's bare legs, I moved my eyes up and saw she was wearing a pair of tiny black panties. Not as revealing as the thong aunt Laura was wearing, but I had no complaints. I couldn't take my eyes off these two basically naked women sitting across from me and I was slowly losing control of keeping my urges in check.

"Well?" Aunt Laura said, turning to look at me.

"Uhhhh well I just have shorts on." I said.

"Well take 'em off! You have underwear on right?"

I shook my head after a second.

"I see..."

Aunt Laura looked at Rachel and then whispered something into her ear. After a second she got onto her knees on the floor and pushed the coffee table forward until it was against the TV stand. This created a large square of empty space on the floor. She then slowly crawled to me on all fours, her tits hanging down and swinging with every move she made. Once she reached my legs she stopped and looked at Rachel.

"I double dare you...... to take off Matt's shorts." Aunt Laura said in the lewdest voice I've heard her use so far.

Rachel sat for a moment as if to weigh her options. Not that she had any, she was dared after all! After another second she shrugged and then got onto the floor beside aunt Laura. She didn't make a sexy show about it though, which I was a little bummed about.

"Ready?" Aunt Laura asked as she moved her hands under the blanket and up my left leg. Since she issued a double dare she had to do it too. Her hand stopped when it reached the waistband of my shorts.

"Uh-huh." Rachel nodded as her hand slipped under the blanket. She didn't make contact with my leg like aunt Laura did, but instead directed her hand straight to the bottom hem of my shorts.

I had to play it off like I wasn't the most horny I've ever been. Instead I pretended I was really nervous so I gripped the blanket tightly against my waist to prevent my soon to be nakedness from being exposed.

Aunt Laura nodded at Rachel and they both pulled simultaneously. My shorts slid off almost too easily which seemed to surprise them. I may have helped them a bit by slightly raising my butt off the couch. Aunt Laura tossed my shorts onto the arm rest on the other side of the couch, but they slid off the side onto the floor. My rock hard cock was now free under the blanket, which you could now clearly see outlined in the blanket's fabric. Neither woman made any effort to hide their gaze from my crotch area.