In Defense of Large Breasts

IN DEFENSE OF LARGE BREASTS

At first Wendy tried ignoring the knocking on her bedroom door. It was probably her mom and she was in no mood to talk to her, but as the knocking continued she finally snapped, “Mom, I’m busy.”

“Too busy to talk with your Aunt Erica?”

“Aunt Erica!” Wendy fairly shrieked as she bounded off the bed and across the room.

“Yes, it is your favorite aunt now open the door.”

Erica was, without a doubt, her favorite aunt. She was her mom’s younger sister and the polar opposite of her extremely buttoned down mother in almost every way possible. While her mom, Susan, was conservative, i.e. boring in just about every category across the board, her Aunt Erica was anything but boring or conservative.

A former self-described hippie/flower child she moved to California from Nebraska when she was only twenty. She usually came to visit once a year, staying in their guest bedroom for a few weeks, but during the summer, so her being here now in the spring was a nice surprise.

After flinging the door open, Wendy hugged her aunt tightly before pulling back. “It’s only May, Aunt Erica. I thought you weren’t coming to the summer like usual?”

“Yeah, well, I thought I would come early this year and stay maybe a bit longer than normal.”

Wendy smiled brightly at her before her smile turned into a frown. “I wish you would have come last month though for my birthday party. Mom threw me like, the most boring eighteenth birthday party ever in the history of the world. You would have spiced it up I’m sure.”

“No doubt but I just couldn’t get away, but don’t worry I brought you some nice gifts, hon. Plus I plan on taking you out to a belated birthday lunch.”

Wendy smiled at first before frowning again. “Is mom coming?”

“Actually no. That is the best part. It will be just the two of us. She got called into work early and has to be there at two. She already left actually. Said she had some errands to run before work.”

Kate, Wendy’s mom, worked as a slot attendant at a local casino and normally didn’t start work until four in the afternoon.

“That’s great,” Wendy replied happily. “So it will be just the two of us without ole stick in the mud tagging along.”

Erica laughed heartily at her niece’s description of her older sister. At the age of thirty five, the never married Erica had a turbulent history and would never be mistaken for a “stick in the mud”. Instead, she was wild and adventuresome, having had both girlfriends and boyfriends in the past, sometimes both at the same time.

With her appealing blonde hair, soft brown eyes and possessing a face that was both mischievous looking and attractive, and one which seemed prone to seductive and sly looks, Erica garnered plenty of attention from both males and females alike. In short, most people simply found her fun to be around.

Her fun personality was made even more appealing when combined with her bombshell body. Thanks to a daily workout regime, coupled with a strict diet, the five four, hundred and twenty seven pound Erica still, even into her mid-thirties, owned a terrific body. Her abs were firm and nearly fat free as was her thighs and ass, but they were nothing compared to her all natural, extremely sizable breasts. Erica wore a size thirty two G cup bra, that is, ever the hippie still, when she bothered to even wear one.

At lunch, in a small downtown café, after they caught each other up on the current affairs in their respective lives, the conversation took a serious turn when Erica brought up a touchy subject for Wendy.

“So look hon, your mom wanted me to talk to you. She thinks something happened at school earlier this week but you won’t talk to her about it so it must be real serious. Are you in trouble or something?”

“No, not really. I mean something, yeah, happened and it’s sort of serious I guess but I can’t talk to mom about it.”

“Why not?”

“Well you know how she is with the sexy stuff Aunt Erica. I don’t want her freaking out and going to the school and raising all kinds of hell.”

“Well I am not your mother when it comes to the sexy stuff, Wendy. I guess I’m more of a free spirit when it comes to that and I won’t tell her anything if you don’t want me to.”

“A freakin nun is more of a free spirit when it comes to sex than my mom,” Wendy quipped.

“No doubt,” Erica said as she sipped on her coffee. “So I’m all ears.”

“OK, well, what happened is this…” Wendy leaned forward dropping her voice to a clandestine whisper. “I was in the girls’ locker room changing after P.E. class when a couple of girls came in unexpectedly. You see I always duck out a bit early and hurry and change before the other girls get in the locker room but today I guess Missy and Karen ducked out a bit early too and they saw me getting undressed.”

“Can I ask why you duck out early to change?”

Wendy shrugged her shoulders before giving her aunt wan smile. “Just shy I guess and a bit self-conscious about getting undressed in front of the other girls.”

“Really, self-conscious Wendy. Don’t know why. You certainly are pretty enough and don’t look at all over weight so…”

Like her aunt, Wendy had soft brown eyes which only served to emphasis her wholesome “girl next door” good looks. Her dishwater blonde hair toppled down just past her shoulders, accenting a supple and curvaceous figure. The highlight of her appealing figure was a pair of large, thirty four DD breasts.

Sadly though, Wendy, thanks to her mom and her buttoned down attitude towards all things of a sexual nature, did not think of her large breasts as something to be proud of. Erica, sensing as much, determined this was a wrong that would be up to her to correct.

Wendy cleared her throat nervously before telling her aunt the truth of what happened. “Thanks but they weren’t making fun of me for being ugly or fat but something else.”

“What?”

Wendy sighed before totally spilling her guts to her aunt. “They were laughing at me coz of the bra I was wearing and coz I have, you know, kind of big tits.”

Erica smiled warmly at her favorite niece before leaning forward. “Yeah, I noticed hon you have filled out a bit from last summer but that is a good thing no?”

“I guess but Missy and Karen they are now calling me Wendy Whoppers and it’s embarrassing.”

“Well in defense of large breasts let me guess… hmm both Missy and Karen are both seniors and neither one of them are particularly well endowed?”

“Yeah but how did you know and why does it matter?”

“It’s simple. They are jealous, especially since you are only a junior they probably think you are like sixteen or seventeen. They don’t know you were held back a year earlier from those health problems you had as a child?”

“None of the girls in my gym class know that. So you think they are jealous coz they think I’m younger and got bigger tits than them?”

“High school girls can be insecure and petty,” Erica told her. “Now tell me what is going on about you being embarrassed by the bra you were wearing that day.”

“Not just that day, but pretty much every day actually. Mom…” Wendy sighed before deciding to be brutally honest. “Mom buys me these stupid, I don’t know, granny like looking bras that don’t fit well. She won’t let me pick out anything cute or nice saying ‘those type of bras are for sluts’. Christ you know how she is.”

“Yeah, I know your mom but lucky for you your Aunt Erica is not the same way and even luckier…”

Erica turned, digging into her purse she pulled out a large wad of cash. Holding the bills up she said happily, “And I’m in a mood to go shopping after lunch and buy my favorite niece some new bras.”

Wendy looked at the large wad of bills. “Wow Aunt Erica where did you get all that money from?”

Erica smiled. “Well on the drive out here I stopped at one of the local casinos and my luck was running hot at the first the blackjack tables and then the craps table so… shopping? My treat.”

‘Wow really, Aunt Erica that would be cool. I have to hide them from mom, of course, but I can do that.”

After lunch they hit the mall where Erica made good on her promise and allowed her niece to go off by herself and pick out a trio of new bras of her own choosing without regards to price. As an added bonus, Erica also told Wendy to pick out some matching panties to go along with her new bras.

Back at home they enjoyed a quiet Friday evening in front of the television together before Wendy kissed her aunt on the cheek and headed off to her bedroom as soon as she heard her mom’s car pull up in the driveway.

About an hour later, Erica was dozing on the sofa, still wearing her jeans and fashionable blouse, when her phone dinged, waking her up. It was a text from Wendy.

Just wanted to say thanks again for buying me those new bras. I tried them on all again and really like them!! I owe you big time!!

Erica smiled as a deliciously naughty idea suddenly hit her after reading her niece’s message. Throwing caution to the wind, she texted her reply, hoping it would lead somewhere.

The real reason Erica was even considering such a deliciously wicked idea was simple: a bit of revenge. When they were younger, Susan who was not so conservative then, seemed to take special delight in flirting with, and sometimes seducing, any boy it seemed her younger sister took an interest in.

The sisters, in fact, bickered constantly over boys while they were growing up. It was fights the late bloomer Erica always seemed to come out on the short end of. So now would it not be fitting if she could somehow seduce her older sister’s daughter?

Erica smiled to herself, hopeful her niece would take the bait as she banged out her reply.

Glad you like them. I’m a bit disappointed though

Why?? Wendy prompting replied.

Oh I just thought it would be nice if you showed your aunt you know in person, how at least one of your new bras looked on you.

Erica held her breath as she anxiously waited to see Wendy’s reply.

Really you wanna see how one of them actually looks on me, Aunt Erica?

If that is ok with you???

Honestly I would not mind but you know mom’s right down the hallway. She might hear you come to my room and wonder what’s going on.