Dee, on the other hand, looked very hot. She wore a small, pink-colored vest with a matching sports bra underneath. Her large, firm boobs were pushed together which made her dark cleavage even deeper. Dee’s midriff was visible under the short vest. So were her lovely, curvy hips and flat, soft tummy. She wore bright red soccer shorts below. The shorts clung fiercely to her wide, curvy hips and highlighted her sexy large, round bubble butt. As always, Dee’s sculpted, thick, golden-brown legs were a treat to look at. She had worn her pink sneakers on her small, brown feet.
I was wearing a plain black-colored T-shirt with a pair of blue soccer shorts. I also wore my sneakers. The weather looked cloudy and it could rain any time so we didn’t wear too many clothes. We prepared for the beach too.
Just before leaving, we packed some things in the small black-colored sling-bag. Aunty Sheen kept a couple of water bottles, a towel, fresh pack of Classic Regular cigarettes, a lighter and a couple of joints left over from the day before. She slung the bag over her shoulder and we walked out of the room. After we locked the door we headed down to the parking lot. Alvin waved cheerfully from behind the counter when he saw us pass outside the store entrance. We waved back and walked down the small, winding pathway which led to the beach.
The weather was cloudy with a fierce, salty sea wind blowing in from the sea. The temperature was quite low and it initially chilled my exposed skin. We chatted softly as we made our way out to the beach. The wind blew harder on the open beach and flicked Dee and Aunt’s ponytails and my long, straight hair. There were several people out on the beach. The fishermen had already rowed out to sea but many tourists were out jogging, walking or meditating on the beach-side.
Aunty Sheen could not jog because of her weight, so she was going to walk a few laps along the beach. Dee and I stretched and warmed up while talking and then began to jog back and forth on the familiar sea-side. Gradually, the wind felt less cold as my adrenaline started pumping. Dee and I kept a decent pace on the firm, wet sandy surface along the tide-line. We jogged back and forth between the rocks on the southern end and the Baga River at the north, which was running full.
While jogging, I occasionally glanced at my sexy, older cousin’s big, firm breasts. I loved the way her lovely, large boobs jiggled up and down hard while she jogged. My eyes often strayed to Dee’s huge, round ass cheeks. I enjoyed watching them bump up and down with her steps. Whenever we passed Aunty Sheen on the way, I would leer at her openly. My shameless aunty would respond to my leering look by either popping her voluptuous, busty chest out or jiggle her huge, round ass-cheeks invitingly.
I didn’t fail to notice how some of the men on the beach were ogling my mature, slutty aunt’s thick, full figure openly. She noticed it too and responded by walking with an exaggerated swing to her hips. She strolled slowly along the beach and distracted many men while they meditated.
At around half past 8 AM, we decided to stop. Dee and I slowed down gradually and stopped just as we reached the large, round rocks at the southern end of the beach. Aunty Sheen had stopped walking after a few laps and was at the waist-high rocks. The rocks were still moist from the high-tide of the night. Aunty Sheen leaned against a large, lone rock looking out at the stormy grey sea while smoking a cigarette. She turned her head from the sea and grinned when she saw us approaching.
“That felt good.” Dee said as she too leaned on the rock beside her mother.
Aunty Sheen handed us the bottles of water and we drank a few gulps. As we chatted, we decided to smoke the joints and relax on the beach. There were several people sitting on the rocks so we could not smoke weed there. That’s when I suggested that we could walk up to the steep hillock behind and go up to the small cliff-top.
Aunty Sheen and Dee agreed and we sneaked up the slippery slope of the incline. Once we reached the top I led them to the small grove of coconut trees that grew right at the edge of the cliff, facing out to the sea and the rocks around 40 feet below. The ground was littered with coconut fronds inside the grove so it wasn’t too muddy.
We had been there many times before so we took a seat on a fallen coconut tree where we weren’t too visible from the beach below. It was just a couple of feet from the cliff but within the small cluster of coconut trees and quite well-hidden. From our vantage point, we could lean forward and look down at the folks sitting on the rocks below and look to watch the rolling gray sea. I sat in the middle, with Dee to my left and Aunty Sheen sitting close to my right. The wind felt colder as the adrenaline wore off so we snuggled to sit as close together as we could.
The clouds had darkened considerably and the wind had picked up too. It blew straight on our faces, evaporating the sweat from our hot, perspiring bodies. We waited to catch our breaths and then I helped Aunty Sheen and Dee light the two joints.
“Mmm…” Aunty Sheen and Dee moaned softly together as they breathed in the first puff.
I watched them close their eyes and tilt their heads up as they held in the smoke. I waited for a few seconds and they blew out the smoke slowly through their parted lips. The grey, stinky smoke was quickly blown away by the strong, salty sea-wind. I grabbed the joint Aunty Sheen offered me and she took the joint from Dee. I took the first pull and instantly felt the weed take effect. I welcomed the familiar tingling sensation on my fingertips and toes as I sucked the acrid smoke. We passed the two thick, long joints between us.
As we smoked the joint, we naturally started kissing and petting each other. I draped my left arm around Dee’s almost-bare shoulders and she sat close, pressing her taut, big breasts on my side. Dee and I shared several long sensual, smoky kisses. I brushed my hand over Dee’s deep, tight cleavage while she pressed my crotch with her elbow. Aunty Sheen had her left arm around my waist. She slid her hand under my T-shirt and caressed my moist, bare back. Soon though, her hand slid down into my shorts and she grabbed my butt-cheeks. I liked the way her soft, warm palm caressed and squeezed my young, firm butt gently. We quickly relaxed and let the weed take control.
The weed helped me to unwind after the long, hard jog. I began to feel horny too. After a minute or so, I felt my young, big dick getting aroused. It soon made a small visible tent in my crotch. I felt restless and my legs were cramping from almost squatting on the foot-wide fallen tree. When Dee passed me the half-smoked joint, I took it before slowly standing up. I clamped the joint between my lips and stretched my arms and legs.
Then I stepped over the fallen coconut tree and leaned against the thick upright coconut tree a foot behind. I took a deep long drag, closed my eyes and held back the smoke in my lungs. I could hear the crashing waves down below and felt the salty, strong sea-wind sharply on my face. I heard the rustle of the soggy fronds but didn’t open my eyes. Soon, I felt a warm, curvy body lean on me from the left. Then I felt hands grabbing the waistband of my shorts and I finally opened my eyes.