I remember when I was very young, not yet in elementary school, or first grade, right? Once we were invited to her dormitory as guests, when we went there, we realized that all four sisters had arrived, and that night they played the Battle of Fangcheng, during which one of her next-door neighbors also came to join in the fun, and it was really hilarious!
That night the adults were busy playing cards, so I went to the guest house to watch a movie with the other neighborhood kids. By the time I finished watching the movie, it was very late, and when I got back to my aunt’s house, I wanted to pee in the bathroom, and it just so happened that Auntie Sis was in the shower, and I could see my aunt scrubbing her curvaceous body under the light of the 60W candles, through the thin curtains.
I was a little hesitant to go in, I ran to find my mom to say, mom is in the heat of the moment, a little impatient to take me to the bathroom, a hand lifted the curtain and auntie said: “you help him, pee, by the way, also help him shower it!”
At that point I I was embarrassed to hide behind my mom while she finished and went back to the poker table.
By this time Auntie was also a little embarrassed and told me to get into the bathroom, then pulled the curtain back and asked me to take my pants down to pee. I glanced at her as she squatted down with her back to me, busy rinsing the lather from her hair, and I could see that she was still covered in a lot of soapy lather, which ran along her neck, shoulders, and back until it reached the ends of her plump and groin-showing buttocks, and then dripped down to the floor, with dark mysterious parts hidden deep in her groin. All I could do was gawk and almost forgot to pee!
Auntie’s eyes were probably stained from the shampoo and she squeezed them shut, then stood up and turned to my side of the wall to fumble with the switch for the rosette, so I was less than 20 centimeters away from her pussy!
This was the first time I had ever looked at a woman’s private parts from such a close distance, and I remembered that her pubic hair was sticky and curled upwards because of the soapy lather, which made it possible for me to see her pubic area from the bottom to the top: her labia majora weren’t very fat, and there was still some sparse pubic hair, but I remembered that the two labia minora were slightly open, and the size of the labia was not the same as the size of the labia, which showed a little black pigmentation on the flesh. The size of the labia is not the same, showing a little black pigmentation on the flesh, but also dripping thick soapy water.
When she had finished rinsing off, I watched her wipe her body with the towel: she turned her head sideways and wiped the sides of her ears, the nape of her neck, and she raised her arms and wiped her armpits, which didn’t have a lot of hair on them, but she did it with great care.
Then she started rubbing her breasts. What is the Size of her breasts? If I were to measure it in my current imagination, it would be a size 34B!
She was rubbing the lower edge of her breasts first, then she was rubbing the whole breasts from the inside out in circles, then she wrung out the towel and continued to wipe her stomach, then she pulled the towel into a strip and wrapped it around her back and crossed it left and right to take turns wiping her back, then she pulled the towel in both hands to hold up her ass, pulling it left and right to wipe it, and I could see that her ass was still wriggling from side to side!
So strange! She rubbed this side and then both stopped moving, at which point I was startled and wondered what was wrong with her! I guess that’s when she thought of me! Then she put her hands in her hair and turned around to help me in the shower.
How did you wash me? I can’t remember anymore, I just remember her face was flushed and so pretty!
At first she was standing to help me wash, so I only remember her breasts were swaying and wobbling, I was curious to reach out and touch her nipples, I felt so soft and fluffy! She smiled shyly and blocked my little clutches with her hands, and screamed that she would tell her mom that I was doing something bad.
Then she sat on a small stool and continued to help me wash, originally she was still very subtle legs together to spread the towel over her pussy, and then use her legs to cover her breasts, with the action of the shower, her legs were spread wide open, the towel that covered her pussy had long been hanging on one of her thighs only, so I could already peep at both of her breasts, as well as the rosy part of the inside of the lips of the two small pussies.
When she wanted to wash my feet, she picked me up and sat me on her lap. Now part of my body was leaning against her soft breasts, and one of my feet was touching her pubic hair! The feeling of touching a woman’s pubic hair for the first time was really profound. It was hairy and prickly, not as soft as hair, and not as hard as my dad’s beard.
When we were all washed up, she started to dress first, and I interpreted the feeling of dressing and undressing differently: watching a woman undress is erotic, but watching a woman dress is purely pleasurable appreciation!
My aunt put on her bra first and then her panties. The way she put on her bra was quite special, she clasped the bra at the waist first, then pulled the cups up to cover her breasts, then put her arms through the straps, then adjusted the cups and the straps. I still remember that when she was adjusting the cups and straps, her fingers went into the cups to tweak the flesh of her breasts and squeeze out as much cleavage as she could, but there were no magic bras at that time, so her efforts were in vain! But when she was adjusting the straps, she popped them out with a “___ ___ ___! Bugger!” This caused me to enjoy flicking my girlfriend’s shoulder straps in the future.
She then began to wash her face with all her heart, but then I realized that she wasn’t wearing panties straight away, which felt so strange! Because the bra was white and the pubic hair was black, there was a strong contrast between black and white! As she did so, it deepened my feelings and impressions.
You may be wondering why I don’t continue with a full account of her putting on her panties. Because when she was about to put her panties on, she had just put one foot on and when she was about to put the other foot on she accidentally stepped on her panties on the floor! She spat, perhaps because she was in a hurry to get to the poker table as well, so she just left them on, so she put her pajamas on and rushed off to play poker.
During this time I don’t recall her ever putting her panties back on again, as I purposely walked around her again all the time she was playing poker, and lay on my back on the floor across from her to play with blocks, and occasionally spied on her dark inner thigh area! I have to admit that the reason why I like my wife to walk around with her bare bottom stems from this.
Readers: I sincerely suggest that you ask your girlfriends and wives to try it, it really makes a difference!
I played and fell asleep without realizing it. The next day I woke up very early, and the adults playing cards did not know what time they were playing. They were all sleeping around me, and I was concerned about whether Auntie San’s panties were on or not. I saw her lying on her side with her legs hooked on the other side of the bed, still wearing last night’s pajamas without any cover. I boldly went around her bed and came to her feet, maybe she had turned over before, right?
I could see that her pajamas did not cover the lower part of her body at all, and I could easily reveal her buttocks by lifting the hem of her dress a little, but that would take a lot of courage for a small child! I moved around, pretending to play with something, and slowly approached her. I remembered that I had taken some of my uncle’s model airplanes and “flew” them over to my aunt’s bedside in case the adults woke up and found out what I was doing, so that I would have a reason to do so!
When I was sure that Auntie was truly deep in sleep, I warily picked at the hem of her dress, and in the slow motion of lifting it up, my head gradually crookedly probed down. Her thighs were now in full view, followed by her buttocks, and her lack of panties was certain!
But greed is human nature, because I wanted to touch her! I wanted to touch her because I could see her pussy on her buttocks and at the base of her thighs, part of her anus, perineum and labia majora, and part of a round hole, and especially because of the pubic hairs that were scattered in these areas, which made me want to touch them.
I don’t need to repeat how nervous I was. I remember picking at the hem of her shirt with my right hand, touching the pubic hair on her labia majora with the middle finger of my left hand, feeling her exceptionally soft labia minora, touching her anal sphincter which was not too dark in color, and then finally turning back and touching the rim of her round hole. ……
When I reached my goal, my whole body felt so hot and sweaty. Just then she probably felt empty in her lower body! So she rolled over, and then she pulled down the hem of her shirt to cover her hips in one smooth motion, and just as she rolled over, I quickly went down to the floor under the bed, because I didn’t know if she had noticed?
If you have experienced this, why don’t you tell us about it instead of suppressing it in your heart? If you look at it with empathy, you may be able to find better memories and add to the fun!