Phil never cared much for the annual family reunions that his mother insisted on having. His father went along with her because she was his wife, but Phil got the feeling that his father wasn’t too happy about them, either. And the older Phil got the less he cared for them, so now, at 17 years of age, his interest in the reunions was at an all-time low.

His problem with the reunions is that most of the family members that showed up were all women or young girls. His mom was the oldest of five sisters, and once her parents had died she became the matriarch of the family. She thought it was her job to take care of the family, and having these annual reunions was one of her was to ‘keep the family close,’ as she had said once when Phil asked why she insisted on having them.

All he knew was with one exception, his mom’s four sisters were plain Jane boring as hell, and so were their daughters. None of them had any male children, so during the reunions the only men there were the husbands, and there were no male children there of Phil’s age. So Phil always stuck around long enough to be polite, then snuck away to go do something more fun.

The one exception to his mom’s boring sisters was Delaney, or Aunt Del as she wanted to be called. Del was a vivacious, happy-go-lucky blonde with bright, shining blue eyes, and a nearly constant smile who was always in a good mood. Phil always thought of her as ‘the cool aunt’ because she had just as much of a mischievous streak in her as he did in him, so they naturally got along like two peas in a pod. This seemed to irritate his mom and his other aunts, and Phil could never figure out why.

But there was another reason that Del irritated her sisters in addition to her constant good mood. All four of her sisters, including his mom, were slender to the point of being skinny, and were relatively flat-chested, with the biggest cup size among them being a ‘C’ cup (his mom). All of his other aunts were lucky to fill out a ‘B’ cup, and the running joke among the husbands was that Del had gotten all of the extra padding and boobs that were meant for her sisters.

Del was 5’7” tall, weighed in at around 165 pounds, and measured 48-28-40. She wore a 34L bra which she had to have custom made. (Phil knew this because he had overheard Del telling her size to his mom the year before.) The first time Phil’s father had ever seen her was when Phil was 5 years old, and he remembered what his father had said.

“Damn, she didn’t just get the boobs that were meant for you and your sisters, she got the boobs that were meant for half the county!” he had said, earning him a smack on the upper arm from his mom.

His aunt’s incredibly large bustline didn’t mean much to him at 5 years of age, but now that he was 17 and knew what the opposite sex was all about, he looked forward to seeing his Aunt Del every year just so he could ogle her huge tits. And to top it all off, Del was proud of them and always wore tops that showed them off to their best advantage. When she showed up for the reunion today it was no different; she showed up wearing a white short sleeve pullover blouse with a very deep ‘V’ cut neckline that fit her almost like a glove and showed off a monumental amount of cleavage, a red leather skirt that ended at mid-thigh and was also very snug, and a pair of black patent leather high heeled shoes.

When she walked into the living room where all of the men were gathered you could almost hear the crotches getting tight when they got their first look at her. And if looks could kill, she’d have been dead at least a dozen times over from the daggers that her sisters and nieces shot her way.

But as usual, even the opportunity to ogle his Aunt Del’s humungous tits wasn’t enough to keep him at the reunion, so after about an hour he snuck down into the basement recreation room to watch videos. He looked through the collection of videos in the cabinet and didn’t see anything that interested him, so he selected the internet setting on the smart TV and accessed his cloud account where he kept his porn videos stashed. He looked through his collection of videos and decided to watch a couple of Xev Bellringer videos, starting with “Wife Sucks Your Boss Off,” his personal favorite. He queued up the video and sat back to watch, a smile on his face.

An hour later he was on his third Xev Bellringer video, having watched “Wife Sucks Your Boss Off” and “A Christmas Cuckold Story.” He was about halfway through the third video, a virtual porn video called “Stepmother’s Lethal Perfume,” a video about a stepmother who had killed her husband with a special perfume while fucking him and squeezing him with her thighs, and who was now doing the same thing to his son so she could get the inheritance money. While there was no actual sex in the video Phil found it to be very erotic and very arousing, due in no small part to Xev’s acting abilities. The video was done in POV style, so it looked like she was riding him as her fatal perfume was killing him, squeezing him with her powerful thighs at the same time. The look on her face, the tone of her voice, and the grunting and groaning as she squeezed him were very convincing, enough to give Phil a raging erection (as it always did). He was sitting on the couch rubbing his erection through his jeans when he got the surprise of his life.

“Ooooooh, Xev Bellringer! I just love her! She’s so fuckin’ hot!” a female voice said from directly behind the couch where he was sitting, his back to the staircase leading from upstairs. Phil hit the ‘pause’ button on the remote and then jerked around quickly to see his Aunt Del standing there, a beer in each hand and a big smile on her face, her eyes sparkling as usual. She was wearing her usual big, round, gold frame glasses which gave her a joyous, playful look that Phil really liked.

“Hi, nephew!” she said, grinning from ear to ear.

“Aunt Del! You scared the crap out of me!” he said, his heart pounding in his chest.

“You know, sweetie, if you’re going to hide down here and watch porn, you really should make sure you lock the door,” she said, grinning from ear to ear. “Here, I brought you something,” she said, holding out one of the cold beers to him.

“You know I’m not old enough to drink, right?” he said, looking over at her and smiling.

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” she said, grinning and giving him a mischievous wink.

“Thanks, Aunt Del,” Phil said, smiling at her as he took the beer. She came around to the front of the couch, her huge breasts jiggling in her bra as she walked, and sat down beside him, crossing her legs.

“I don’t blame you for running away from the reunion,” she said, taking a pull from her bottle of beer. “I’d have done it sooner if I could have. So how many of her videos have you watched since you’ve been down here?” she asked, looking over at him and smiling, holding her beer in her lap.

“This is number three,” he said, a little sheepishly. “I didn’t know you watched porn,” he said.

“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, sweetie, and me watching porn is only the tip of the iceberg,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “So are you gonna finish watching this or what?” she asked.

“Well, I’d like to finish, but...” he started to say, but she cut him off.

“Then let’s finish!” she said, taking the remote from him and pointing it at the TV, pressing ‘play’ to have the video resume.

“Oh, I love this one! ‘Stepmother’s Fatal Perfume,’ right?” she asked, looking over at him for a moment before looking back at the screen again, taking another drink of her beer.

“Right. Boy, you really know your Xev Bellringer, don’t you?” he asked, impressed.

“She’s my favorite – her and Leia Lovelyn. I just love them both!” she said as she watched the action on the screen. “Leia sucks a mean dick, but nobody does POV like Xev!” she said, looking over at him and grinning before turning back to the TV again.

They watched in silence for a few minutes, listening to Xev tell her stepson how she was going to crush him between her strong, powerful thighs as she rubbed her pussy on his cock, the creaking in the background every time she squeezed with her thighs making the video all that much hotter.

“Damn, she’s good,” Del said softly, her eyes glued to the screen.

“Very convincing, that’s for sure,” Phil said, taking a pull from his beer.

“She’s got some nice tits, huh, nephew?” Del asked, looking at the screen.

“Yeah, she does,” Phil replied, fighting the urge to look at Del’s mammoth chest and looking at the TV instead.

“But not as nice as mine, huh?” Del asked, looking at him with a grin on her face, obviously teasing him.

“Not even close,” Phil replied, speaking the truth before he realized he’d said it.

“Really?” Del asked, her eyebrows going up and a big smile appearing on her face.

“No one has as nice a pair of tits as you do, Aunt Del,” he said, looking back at her. He figured he may as well be totally honest with her now that he’d started. “Or as big,” he said.

“Aww, thank you!” Del said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek. She sat back to watch the video again, not speaking for a minute or two. It was getting near the end of the movie and Xev was really going at it, really applying the pressure, squeezing her stepson as hard as she could, grimacing and grunting as she did.

“Wow,” Phil said softly, unaware that he had said it out loud. This was his favorite part of the video, and when he was by himself this was the part where he usually came all over his stomach.

“You like that, huh?” Del asked, looking over at him. “You like the way she’s squeezing him with her thighs like that?” she asked.

“Yeah, I do. It’s really hot!” he said, nodding without looking over at her.

“You ever had a girl do that to you?” she asked, taking him by surprise.

“Huh?” he said, turning to look at her.

“I said, have you ever had a girl do that to you? Sit on top of you and squeeze you with her thighs like that, I mean,” she said.

“Well, no, actually,” Phil said truthfully.

“You want me to do that to you?” she asked, her voice soft. “I will if you want me to,” she said, looking him in the eyes with a big smile on her face. Phil looked at her in silence for a moment, not believing what he had just heard.

“Are you serious?” he asked, his voice low.

“Dead serious,” she replied. “But if you want me to you’d better hurry up and tell me, because it won’t be much longer before somebody notices me missing and comes looking for me, and sooner or later they’re bound to come down here,” she said. “So do you want me to sit on you and squeeze you with my thighs or not?” she asked.

“Hell, yes!” Phil said, smiling.

“Great! So lay down on the couch and let’s get to it!” she said, getting up from the couch and putting her beer on the small table next to the couch. Phil put his on the floor and then lay down on the couch on his back, moving over towards the edge of the couch so Del could get her thick thigh down between him and the back of the couch. As soon as he got settled Del hiked her skirt up a little and climbed on top of him, sitting on his hips with a knee of either side of him. She pulled her thighs tight against his sides, bouncing on him as she did, her huge tits bouncing inside her bra as well.

“I’m not too heavy for you, am I?” she asked, looking down at him. “I mean, I know I’m a little thick and all that, but if I’m too heavy for you just tell me and I’ll get off,” she said, looking down at him.

“No, you’re fine, really,” he said, smiling up at her.

“You ready, sweetie?” she asked, grinning down at him, her hands on his stomach and her huge tits standing out in front of her.

“Ready!” he said, nodding.

“Okay, here we go! HNGH!” she grunted as she clapped her big, thick thighs hard against his sides, squeezing hard. Phil’s hands were resting on top of her thighs and he could feel her powerful thigh muscles getting hard as steel as she flexed them to squeeze him.