My uncle’s house was on the 5th and 6th floors of an ordinary apartment, and the 6th floor was an addition, quite small, and they used it as a guest room and storage, so I lived on that floor alone at that time.
My uncle works and my aunt is a housekeeper. I heard that she didn’t work after she gave birth to the baby, but the family doesn’t lack money anyway. They have two children, the eldest is a girl studying in the second grade and the youngest is a boy studying in the first grade.
My aunt was 35-40 years old at the time, I asked her about it but she didn’t say die. The first time I saw her was when they got married, when I was still in elementary school. After that, I came into contact with her several times and realized that she was a very polite and virtuous woman, but I didn’t feel much about her appearance, she was just an ordinary aunt.
In my uncle’s home for a month, I gradually found that my aunt is quite feminine. Quite good at dressing not to mention, although a little small, but look at the legs to know that her figure is quite good, her legs are no need to wear stockings can also be taken out of the house kind of.
But I really had feelings for her, and it happened after my girlfriend and I broke up. I had skipped a whole day of school, and when she came upstairs and realized I hadn’t been to school, she had to be concerned about me. At that moment, I was also looking for someone to pour out my pain, so I talked to my aunt about my girlfriend. She was really good at talking, and I was supposed to be the one to vent, but mostly I was listening to her open up. Then when I said I was miserable and didn’t know how to live, she held my hand and told me not to be so stupid, that the sky was the limit, and then insisted on taking me out for a nice meal. I guess things changed between us after that handshake.
After that, my aunt often took the initiative to care for me, and would call when she was at school, looking for me to have lunch with her. Sometimes I skipped my afternoon classes to go shopping and watch movies with her. Once in a department store, a certain department came to sell products to us and asked us if we were siblings (probably at an age where it was obvious that we didn’t look like a couple), and she said yes, and I thought to myself that my aunt was really thick-skinned, but I could see that she was very happy that whole day.
The relationship between us is getting more and more ambiguous, sometimes she will ask me to help her put on earrings, I smelled the fragrance of her hair between her ears, my penis has long been cocked half high. Sometimes I would ask her if she wanted a massage, and she wouldn’t refuse, so I would help her with my cock while pressing her shoulders. Sometimes I ride a motorcycle to carry her, she will pretend to sit unsteadily, asked me if I can use the hug, I calmly said yes, but my penis is up again.
The other day, I stayed home to watch TV, and she was wearing a dress, and I realized she wasn’t wearing any underwear! I had seen her without underwear once before, but she was wearing a t-shirt. I thought it was very intentional to wear a dress like that without underwear, so I had the nerve to tell her that her nipples were being seen and that she shouldn’t go out and dress like that. She was very condescending and said she knew, but she wore it that way because it was hot, and ran back to her room to shut up.
At that time, I was quite afraid that she would be angry if she didn’t come out for a long time. When she came out after half an hour, she was already wearing her underwear. After a while, she sat down next to me, and after a moment of silence, she asked me why I had been so rude to her, as if she had dressed like that because she was a wannabe. Of course, I immediately explained that I didn’t mean that, I was just afraid that she would go out and get hurt, and asked her to be more careful, and that it didn’t matter if she was seen by me at home, because I was a good person. She laughed and scolded for a while, but because the topic was too awkward, we stopped talking and just watched TV.
Halfway through the movie, she faked a nap and leaned on my shoulder, and I was really on the edge of my seat. It’s not that I hadn’t anticipated this day, but when it came down to it, all my concerns came back to haunt me.
After enduring for a few minutes, I turned my head to look at my aunt, and I could see so clearly: a hint of wrinkles at the corners of my eyes, a thin layer of powder puffed on my face, and some small pimples on my nose. I took a deep breath, that hair scent, that mature woman’s flavor, and the little girl is really different, there is a kind of seductive feeling.
Gently taking her hand, I placed it in my lap and played with it, whispering, “Auntie your hand is so tender.” She didn’t respond. I put my hand across her back again, carefully wrapping it around her waist, the heat of that hand, that touch of flesh, I cooed and squeezed gently, she didn’t respond.
I whispered again, “Auntie? Do you want me to massage you?” She still didn’t respond. I then boldly used my other hand to caress her thighs, that slippery Oh, now that I think about it, my dick is hard again. Press for a while, fingers closer and closer to the hem of the skirt, effortlessly drilling from the bottom, but the heart is touching the jump, suddenly aunt grabbed my hand, asked me to dry hemp? I was speechless for a moment, so I had to say, “Auntie, you are beautiful.” She said, “Yes? You can’t do that, I am your aunt.” But her face came close, a pair of eyes wide open, staring at my heart numb.
I chickened out, “Auntie, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” She said, “Good to know.” She stretched her back and said, “I’m so sleepy, lend me a hand.” After saying that, she leaned her head on her shoulder and fell asleep again, but she grabbed my hands and wouldn’t let go. I thought to myself, “How is this woman? She’s clearly tempting and won’t let me touch her, making me so confused.”
I just sat there for a few minutes, put my mind to it, and put my hand back across her back to wrap my arms around her, while my other hand touched her face and played with her earlobe. She ruffled it with her hand, and I played with her eyebrows, her hair again. She murmured, “Don’t make noise.” I said, “Auntie, can I kiss you, just a little.” She didn’t respond, so I turned my head for a kiss, but that position was too difficult to kiss, I could only kiss her forehead, and if I wanted to kiss her mouth again, it was a neck-breaking kiss.
I had to helplessly say, “Auntie, it’s hard for me to kiss you like this, my neck is almost broken.” Only then did she get up and laugh and say, “I didn’t say I’d let you kiss, you asked for it when your neck broke.”
I said, “Auntie, can I have a hug then?” She laughed and said, “No, if you want to hug, hug yourself.” After saying that, she went to her room and went to bed, leaving me alone there, feeling bored, so I fled.
After the intimate incident that day, I kind of wanted to avoid my aunt. For one thing, I was sorry to my uncle and was disgusted with my behavior, and for another, I didn’t know what my aunt was thinking and thought it would be better not to see each other for a while and to calm down with each other.
That week, I came home quite late and stayed on the top floor when I got home. My aunt and uncle didn’t call me again and we hardly saw each other.
Until one day, I received a brief message from my aunt: “Xiaowu (my name is Jin Chengwu), why haven’t I seen you for so many days, are you avoiding my aunt?”
I sent back, “No, I’ve been busy with school lately, so I’ve been going back later.”
She came back with, “Are you free for lunch today? Auntie invites you to dinner.”
I replied back, “I’m eating with my classmates later yeah, next time, sorry.”
She called back, “Wow, got it.”
I secretly know that aunt can not help it, in the thought of me, that night, the plan has been set, the next day to skip morning classes, stay in the room to sleep in the big head sleep. Sure enough, at about ten o’clock, my aunt came up to inspect the room and found me at home (she went directly into the room), a little shocked, asked me how I didn’t go to class, I said I was a little uncomfortable, and took the day off. I said I didn’t feel well, so I took the day off. She let out a loud voice and left, and I sighed in my heart: why isn’t it the same as my script?
She came up again at 12:00 and asked me if I wanted to eat. When I said I didn’t want to eat, she sat down on the edge of the bed, felt my head, and said, “You don’t have a fever, what’s wrong?”
I stammered, “My chest is tight.” She wondered, “Yeah, do you want to go to the hospital?” I said, “No, I don’t think so! Don’t worry about me, the more I see you, the more my chest hurts.” She froze on the spot and walked away silently.
I was secretly proud of my perfect performance just now, to wait for her to come back to me to confess her true love, but it was not to be, she never showed up that day, and I regretted that it was a really bad move, and after that, we lived a life of avoiding seeing each other again.
Finally, it was my aunt who sent me a text message: “Xiao Wu, are you free this afternoon? Can you help Auntie carry something? (She was very interested in me.
the class schedule is quite familiar).”
I replied back, “Well …. I’m free, what do you need a ride?”
“I’m going to the outlet store, so why don’t you come with me.”
We then made a date to go together. Auntie was dressed up again, in her little dress, and I could smell a faint perfume coming from her. The conversation was nothing special. After buying back home, I went to my room, she came up and knocked on the door, let her come in, chatted some family conversation, she asked: “Now see aunt will still be uncomfortable?” I said, “Yes.”
It was then that I sat on the edge of the bed and she stood up and gently cradled my head and said, “So does that make it any more comfortable?” I was so happy to know that my aunt was going to unlock it. I was moved to wrap my arms around my aunt, my face buried into the small of her back, desperately inhaling the scent of her body. A moment later I also stood up and hugged her tightly, really hugged her tightly, these days I have suffocated enough, the more I hugged me, the more comfortable I became, hugging me to the point where I was on the verge of crying.
I guess I was really holding her too tightly, and every time I pushed, my aunt let out a moan. It must have been more than ten minutes before she rubbed my head and complained that I was hugging her too hard, before I let go and looked deep into her eyes. She smiled and said, “Comfortable?” I smiled and asked instead, “Can I kiss you?” With a hmmm, my aunt closed her eyes.
I didn’t kiss her right away, I kissed her forehead first, then rubbed my nose on her face a bit, smelling what seemed to be the scent of powder puff. And then grinding to her nose mouth, breathing in her breath, oooh wow …. That really is breath exhaling orchid fragrance, smells a hundred times better than perfume.
Finally I couldn’t stand it and kissed my aunt passionately. My tongue stirred in her house, she on the other hand, nothing to come to my house, just often sucking their own guests. I also learn her to suck the tongue, but feel Pu Pu, still like to lick around, the best and her against the grinding, tongue and tongue with each other grinding clean, wait until the kiss is good, mouth also become clean.
His mouth was busy, and he wasn’t idle elsewhere. I was still holding my aunt in a deadly embrace, my lower body was bucking high, secretly rubbing against her, while my hands were feeling around on my back and waist, finally stopping at my aunt’s ass and gripping it hard, the touch into my hand was wonderful, and honestly more pleasurable than kissing.
When I got a little tired of kissing her, I slid over the corner of her mouth and attacked the white neck, then back up to the ear, sucking and nibbling on her cold and tender earlobe, then drilling the tip of my tongue into her ear, and she flinched away with an ahhh, probably too much excitement for that trick.
I asked, “Don’t you like that?” Auntie said, “It’s too sensitive it will be unbearable, help you you try.” After saying that, she also came to contain my ear, drilling and licking my ear canal that I keep clean every day. It was really comfortable, I enjoyed my aunt’s service, she saw that I wasn’t afraid and stopped playing for a while.
I made a move to unbutton her breasts and she stopped me and said, “Have you thought this through?” I nodded and she let me undo it. Slowly taking off my aunt’s dress, inside was a set of purple underwear, the style was a little outdated, but that was okay. I also let my aunt help me take off my clothes, both of us were left with the last line of defense.
My aunt has a really good body, her breasts are not big but her skin is very white, making them look soft and tender. The waistline is a little fleshy, but I like it, so I can pinch it. The most attractive to me is still the legs, earlier her skirt is too long, I can not touch, this time I let my aunt lie down, the first is to touch on her legs, touch for a while, only to feel that this is not a good place, then meat on meat again and aunt kissing.
Through the clothes to hold, and flesh to flesh to hold, but also two different kinds of good, wearing clothes to hold when the heart will be itchy, no clothing of the isolation, although the pleasure but not the kind of itching, I have to choose it, or not wearing the good. The hand found a gap in her bra and rubbed it, I do not know which family dumpling pads, but also good to rub, no sense of contradiction. I reached behind her back again, to undo the bra, but could not get it off, and pinched her flesh, screamed in pain. I patted thankfully and had to use two hands to undo it.
A pair of white and tender peppery breasts unfolded in front of my eyes, I softly praised, “So small.” Auntie gasped and covered them with her hands, saying, “If they’re small, you shouldn’t look at them.” I said, “But it’s so beautiful.” Pull away her hand and then look carefully, then see her nipples clearly, how can be so big, like two black jujube size, I am a little shocked: “Auntie, your nipples how so big …. “. She got a little angry again, “Breastfeeders are like that.” I said, “Really? Then I’ll drink it.”
I said that I held my aunt’s nipple, which was a bit hard, and I could neither suck nor lick it, because my aunt didn’t seem to feel it. I had no choice but to give up these two black dates, and secretly decided that I would check the internet later to see if this kind of special phenomenon is very popular. Auntie’s breasts are really soft, different from the mature women I imagined, I can’t help but suspect that all women’s breasts are soft. The size of a small B is more than enough for me to grasp with one hand, but the small breasts are intolerable, and I am a bit afraid of those two black dates, so after touching them for a while, I moved on to my aunt’s triangular area.
I first kissed and sniffed on her panties, a fishy smell came, it turned out that my aunt was excited in the old days. I can not wait to peel off her panties, well …. Very ordinary little sister, black and wrinkled, and ex-girlfriend compared to more than a vicissitude. At the moment, I could not afford to look at it in detail, so I buried my head to help my aunt to serve up. In fact, I am not very fond of the taste of the girl’s bottom, but in order to please my aunt, hard to lick for a few minutes, and then wanted to use the finger instead, but was stopped by my aunt, saying that she does not like to use her hands. Dare I say that she didn’t know the power of my thunderbolt golden finger, but I didn’t want to say anything more.
After taking off my underwear, I took out my newly bought condom. I don’t know if I bought the wrong size or what, but the condom was stuck at the tip of the mushroom and I couldn’t pull it off, but my aunt was more skillful and helped me to put it on.
We had coitus in the normal position for a while, and I could feel my aunt contracting the walls of her pussy, which touched me that she was trying so hard to make me feel excited. I rewarded her with quick thrusts, and as I did so she said that she wanted me to imagine that she was Lin Chi-Ling so that I would get excited. I laughed and said, “Why are you so stupid, it’s just looking at you that turns me on.”
Aunt very subtle, see her gasping, but did not call out half a sound, I am a little worried about whether they do not give, ask her how did not sound, she said she was afraid of the neighbors heard, but think of yourself is also unlikely, which gradually called out the sound. But still I screamed louder, I cool so I screamed.
After that, I changed to the female on male position, the pair of breasts, ah, when lying down is still obedient, a stand up began to shake ah shake, I see that this is not good, and busy reaching out to stabilize them. Sometimes I use my hand to compare the V word, holding two black dates. As the saying goes, “Once you’re born, twice you’re familiar with it”, the more I look at these two young men, the more lovely they are, so I’m not too scared anymore.
Auntie, on the other hand, shook so much that I saw the extraordinary thing about a mature woman. She could keep her upper body still and her lower body was like a motor, shaking so frequently and so beautifully that I was dumbfounded.
My aunt worked on it for a while before finishing, and I asked her if she felt comfortable shaking it so vigorously. I was only a little relieved when she said she had just had two orgasms.
Afterwards and used the old man wheelbarrow style, and then back to the normal position, engaged in more than half an hour, aunt called me quickly shot, she wanted to pee …. I heard silly, is it mature women are like this, their own cool after the other side of the death of life? I’m not sure if you’re a good person, but I’m a good person, and I’m not sure if I’m a good person. But people under the roof, had to bow down, I fought to accelerate the sprint, forcing themselves to leave work early, finally in the aunt side of the toilet side when the audience, I played in her side with the hand out, but also by the way with even the canopy head rinse clean.
This was the first and last time I had sex with my aunt, and in the days to come, although we would still have intimate actions, my aunt just stopped letting me come. Gradually, our relationship normalized, until now, my aunt and I are still good friends.