I noticed aunty was also squirming in place and knew she wanted to pee badly too. I denied them the chance because I had dirty plans for later.
“Bend over the commode now.” I said and took another step back.
Aunty and Dee hurried to obey. Despite being slightly sloshed my aunt and cousin quickly took position. They stood beside each other, bent over with their hands on the toilet seat. I grabbed the handheld bidet and sprayed the cold water on to their lovely, large, brown asses.
“Mhh!” Aunty and Dee flinched slightly at the cold water but quickly recovered.
I used the strong spray of the bidet to wash away the cream off of their climaxed cunts. Their crotch and ass-crack were caked with a white, crusty film of dried cunt-cream. I aimed the strong jet of water casually all around and over their ultra-sensitive pussies and made them squirm as a result. I enjoyed washing their lovely, large asses for some time before I made them turn around and stand upright. I then used the bidet to wash away the crusted red wax from their wonderful, voluptuous chest and soft, brown tummies. Soon, their curvy brown bodies were glistening wet.
By then my huge, thick had softened but it was still semi-erect. It drooped heavily in front and jerked in spasms frequently. My stoned, lusty mind had already formed a pretty tight plan. I had a clear idea of what I wanted to do next. So I ordered my aunt and cousin to follow me out and gave them detailed instructions.
Then I walked towards the wardrobe and let my submissive aunt and cousin follow my commands. I quickly wore a pair of fresh black soccer shorts and a black vest. I used the elastic waistband of my soccer shorts to clamp my semi-erect dick up against my tummy. This way, it was slightly less noticeable, not that I needed it for long. I lit a cigarette and watched as my subservient, sloshed sex-slaves hurried to do my bidding.
Sheen aunty and Dee had only prepped their hair into tight buns. They didn’t bother to waste time putting on makeup. Aunty Sheen and Dee only wore their soft, silky thigh-high robes with absolutely nothing else underneath. They had only worn their black high heels which made their lovely, large asses stand out even more. These outfits hid their naked, large breasts underneath but barely covered their bare, brown crotches.
They hurried to put everything we’d need into the black sling bag. Sheen aunty put the pencil-case filled with the joints, the open pack of cigarettes and the lighter into the bag. Aunty then stuffed her pink and Dee’s purple vibrators into the bag along with several lengths of thick, soft white-colored hemp rope. Sheen aunty slung the bag over her shoulder while Dee grabbed two fresh bottles of water.
It was several minutes to 6 PM according to the clock on the wall.
“We’re ready, Sir.” Aunty Sheen said.
I grinned and watched their sexy, curvy naked forms barely covered by their short, silken robes. Their large, prominent nipples poked dents into the soft fabric of their robes. Their huge, round ass-cheeks could hardly be covered half by their small, skimpy robe. Then I walked to the main-door and cracked it open slightly.
I looked out to make sure that no other guests were out in the hallway before stepping out. Aunty Sheen and Dee quickly followed me out and I locked the door behind us. I tiptoed in my flip-flops down the hallway and walked up the stairs to the terrace. Aunty Sheen and Dee had sobered up somewhat and the clicks of their high heels was subdued as much as possible. They walked almost straight in their tipsy state.
The terrace was hardly used and we were well aware of this fact because we’d already stayed at Alvin’s several times before. The door opened to a large terrace on the rooftop of the guest house. It was used mainly for storing old junk. There was a pile of old cane armchairs, several dirty and broken coffee tables and similar junk filling the eastern end of the terrace. Around 40 feet to the front, the area was clear and we’d arranged a few of the usable cane armchairs around an old coffee table up front.
Once I locked the steel-sheet door I relaxed immediately when I looked at the sunset in front. We’d reached just in time to see the sun setting closer to the western horizon. It had set the western sky ablaze with golden-red light and the sea glimmered brightly with its reflection. A cool, strong salty wind blew in from the sea and played with my long, dark hair. The crisp, salty air felt refreshing. I took in the scene and felt excited and relaxed at the same time.
Aunty Sheen and Dee didn’t wait to take in the scene but walked straight to the low, round dirty coffee table up front. It was kept close to the front end of the terrace, right against the railing. I followed their lovely, large ass-cheeks. They swayed and jiggled enticingly and peeked out from underneath their skimpy, silken robes. I quickly took a seat on the chair facing the railing so I had a clear view of the sea from the second-floor rooftop terrace.
Close to my left, Aunty Sheen stood bent over the coffee table and began unpacking everything from the sling bag. I watched her huge, heavy melons dangling down and swaying softly with her movements. I had a huge urge to just reach out and slap my mature, widowed aunt’s huge, soft tits. Dee stood close to my right. She had kept the two water bottles on the low coffee table and stood upright close to me. She was watching me intently and I could see the naughty, excited twinkle as the low sunrays lit up her big, brown eyes.
Once aunty had arranged everything out on the coffee table she pulled the table closer to me and stood upright.
As if on cue, mother and daughter shrugged the soft, silky robes off their shoulders. Their robes dropped down to their heel-clad feet and my slutty, Muslim widowed aunt and sexy, older cousin stood completely naked. I suppressed a grin of excitement as I felt my huge, thick dick straining against my waistband. I looked at their eager faces then down to their wonderful voluptuous chests and on to their clean-shaven crotches and smooth, shapely brown legs.
I couldn’t wait to start.
“Kneel, you sluts.” I said in a soft but stern voice.
Aunty and Dee hurried to obey. They didn’t hesitate to get down to their knees on the cold, dusty concrete floor of the rooftop terrace. They shuffled so they knelt right up near my chair’s either armrests, with Aunty Sheen to the left and Dee to the right. Their lovely, large breasts almost touched the rounded, low armrests.
“You whores … You sexy, fucking whores …” I muttered as I caressed their eager, excited faces and ogled their lovely, large assets for a few seconds.
My huge, stiff dick responded by getting hard. It had pulled the waistband with it and made a large tent in my shorts. I slowly stood up from the chair and grabbed a cigarette from the pack and lit it. I took in a few drags and caressed their large, dark nipples. I felt their nipples harden with my touch and grow in size. I cupped their warm, bare breasts and weighed them, noticing the stark different between them. Aunty Sheen’s mature melons were huge but soft while Dee’s young boobs were large and hard.