Sexual relations with Fifth Aunt during Qingming Festival

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This is merely my personal emotional experience. What happens to each person is entirely up to fate; please don't treat it as an erotic story, and certainly don't try to imitate it.

Since everyone likes explicit content, I'll talk about what happened recently. If you don't like emotional stories, I'll be more direct.

During the Qingming Festival, many people who usually live elsewhere will make a special trip back to sweep the tombs.

My fifth aunt, who has always lived in the south, also came back this year. She is my fifth uncle's wife; they divorced almost ten years ago because of my fifth uncle's infidelity.

My fifth aunt is 41 years old this year and has a daughter. She came to take care of her daughter after she was admitted to a university in the south.

When we were little, my fifth aunt was quite fond of me and my second uncle's younger brother, and she would always take us out to play. Later, after she had her own child, she would still occasionally invite us to eat there and buy us clothes.

This year, after my fifth aunt came back, she visited my second uncle's family, and we had a meal together.

During the meal, my fifth aunt drank a few too many glasses of wine and became somewhat emotionally unstable. Seeing that things were getting out of hand, I advised her to go to sleep.

She was indeed quite drunk and feeling unwell, so she agreed.

I planned to take her to a nearby hotel to sleep. At first, she could walk slowly with me, but later the alcohol took effect, and she became dizzy and unsteady on her feet, so I carried her on my back. Luckily, she was petite, so it wasn't too difficult for me.

Seeing me carrying her, she sighed about how wonderful it would be to have a son. She talked about all the advantages of having a son, and how her daughter was so irresponsible, demanding too many luxuries, always going out with classmates, and staying out all night. Being

a parent these days is truly exhausting.

After settling her in, I went home. I was awakened by the phone ringing in the middle of the night. My fifth aunt said she suddenly had terrible stomach pains, vomiting, diarrhea, and felt weak all over.

I rushed her to the hospital, where it turned out to be acute food poisoning. We had eaten the same food at my second uncle's house, and we were all fine, but my fifth aunt had an attack. My second aunt and I took turns caring for her for three days until she recovered.

After recovering, my fifth aunt was in a bad mood and wanted to invite my second aunt to go for a walk in a nearby city, but my second uncle's supermarket was too busy. My fifth aunt called me, and we took a train to a certain city.

While hiking in a scenic area, my fifth aunt twisted her ankle. I helped her sit on a chair not far away. I took off her shoes; she was wearing cute little white cotton socks. I massaged her feet, stroking them as I went.

Auntie Wu was a little shy and tried to pull her feet back, but she wasn't as strong as me. After massaging for a while, she said she was really okay and let go of her feet. She tried walking a few steps and it was indeed fine. We walked uphill.

On the way down, Auntie Wu seemed a little tired, so she took my arm to help her down. In some places the path was steep, so she held my hand. I thought holding Auntie Wu's hand was nice, so I didn't let go of her hand, and she acquiesced to letting me hold it, so we walked back hand in hand.

After dinner, we took a bus to visit the local night market. The bus was crowded, and I stood behind Auntie Wu. Thinking about the perverts on the bus, my penis got hard, and I pressed against Auntie Wu's back, gently rubbing against her as the bus bounced. She didn't respond. We continued

like this until we reached the website. My aunt told me she seemed a little awkward when we got off the bus, and I was secretly pleased.

After strolling through the night market, on the way back to the hotel, my aunt asked me if I had a girlfriend. I didn't answer her, and she didn't press the matter. The atmosphere was a bit cold; I really didn't want to talk about girlfriends. Realizing she had said something wrong, she reached out and took my arm.

We returned to the hotel in silence. Just as I was about to shower and go to bed, I received a text message from my aunt. We talked about me and then about her in the text messages, chatting for over an hour.

I impulsively sent her a text message saying I wanted to hold her while we slept, but she didn't reply. I regretted it and quickly went to explain and apologize, but she still didn't reply to my texts. Feeling a little flustered, I ran to her room next door and knocked on her door, which she opened quickly.

The TV was on, but the lights were off. I explained why I came, and she just grunted and went back to bed to watch TV.

Remembering how she opened the door wearing only her underwear and a coat, which covered her underwear but couldn't hide her two snow-white legs, I felt a surge of desire again. So, I mustered my courage and sat beside her, reaching under her blanket to touch her hand. She didn't resist, so I boldly lay down next to her. She turned her back to me.

I found the remote and turned off the TV. The room was pitch black, with only the light from the streetlights outside.

I tentatively hugged her, feeling her heart pounding. I rolled over and pinned her down. She pushed me away, but I tried to stop her while kissing her. When our lips met, she stopped struggling.

I pulled down my pants, knelt before her, and said, "Auntie, if you agree, I'll treat you like a son. If you refuse, I'll leave without a word. You're my aunt, and I respect you." "Go away. I can't accept you." "Okay!" After all, she was once my aunt. At the last moment, I couldn't bring myself to do it, nor did I dare.

I went back to my room, unsure what to do, and stared blankly out the window. My aunt sent me a text message, essentially saying that I was still a child, still her nephew. She said family members shouldn't act like this, and that I should find a girlfriend and treat her well.

I didn't know how to reply, so I simply turned off my phone and went to sleep.

The next day, my aunt knocked on my door, slightly embarrassed, saying she had booked train tickets to go home the following day. I answered and closed the door.

After dinner, on the way back to the hotel, my aunt told me I could sleep at her place that night.

I knew she had struggled a lot to make that decision. I was touched, but still deliberately told her coldly, "I don't want to take advantage of you." I sat in the room for a while, increasingly feeling that what I had said was excessive. So I sent my aunt an apology text.

That night we texted for almost four hours; it was also the first time I talked to my aunt about "sex."

We were like before again; on the way home, I could touch my aunt's leg without worrying about her getting angry.

After returning home, we had dinner at my second aunt's house, and this time none of us drank too much.

After dinner, my aunt said she was going back to the south, and I felt a little reluctant to see her go. After clearing away the dishes, she asked me to go for a walk with her in the park.

It wasn't too late yet; we still saw a few people exercising along the way, and couples being affectionate under the night lights on the benches.

We continued walking along the river until we reached a spot where the streetlights were less prominent. I hugged her from behind and told her I would miss her when I got back. She turned around, and I kissed her lips. She dodged, but accepted my kisses on her face and neck.

We heard a man spitting nearby, and we quickly let go of each other. My aunt pulled me back.

I whispered to her, "We won't see each other much after I get back. I want to hold you while I sleep tonight." She didn't reply, but I knew she meant it.

We left the park and went straight to my house. I prepared a basin of water for her to wash her feet and brought it to her. I took off her socks and soaked her feet in the water. Although there were some calluses on the soles of her feet, her skin was still very soft. I sucked on each of her toes, and she exclaimed that her feet were too dirty and pulled her feet away.

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, turning off all the lights and silencing my phone.

She probably didn't want to face what was about to happen and buried her head under the covers. I groped around and took off her top, my tongue roaming over her earlobe, neck, nipples, and lower abdomen. Her breathing was a little rapid.

When I took off her leggings and touched her panties, I was stunned; they were already soaking wet! I quickly pulled off her panties, aimed at her vulva, and gently slid in. She let out a long sigh.

My fifth aunt, who had always been so kind to me since childhood, was now sharing a bed with me, making love.

She never remarried after her divorce, and although she had two partners, neither marriage materialized. Before this year's Spring Festival, she broke up with her partner and hadn't had sex since.

At forty-one, the age of the tiger, after more than three months without sex, how much she must have longed for affection.

I listened to her breathing, gradually increasing the pace, wanting to give her a sexual experience that satisfied both her physically and emotionally.

She suppressed her moans, but her juices flowed more and more. First, they soaked my pubic hair, then flowed down her legs. Normally, I use a three-deep-two-shallow or seven-deep-three-shallow technique, but this time I couldn't control the frequency.

We tried several positions: traditional, rear-entry, and side-entry.

During her orgasm, she didn't tremble as noticeably as some women, but I could feel her vagina contracting.

Finally, completely exhausted, I withdrew from her and lay down beside her, panting.

She got up and went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water, but washed me first. Looking at my still-erect penis, she touched my head, wiped my sweat with a towel, cleaned my penis, and then washed herself.

After washing, she went back to bed and held my head in her arms like a child. Our desire was rekindled, and our passion surged... That night, my aunt had countless orgasms until we were both exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms.

In the morning, my aunt woke me up after making breakfast. After breakfast, she combed her hair in the bathroom. I hugged her from behind, kissed her neck, and took off her panties, penetrating her from behind again.

Before I could even thrust a few times, her fluids quickly soaked my pubic hair again. I wrapped my arms around her waist, my penis still inside her vagina, and we went into the bedroom together.

This time, I didn't take her to the bed but went to the windowsill. I had her lean on the windowsill and opened the curtains.

She hurriedly tried to close the curtains, but she wasn't as strong as me, and I managed to open half of them. The pedestrians and passing vehicles on the street excited me even more, while my aunt helplessly buried her head in her arms.

This sexual encounter didn't last long; after about ten minutes, my "army" attacked her uterus.

As she cleaned herself, she complained that I had been too rough and reckless. I laughed and comforted her, then asked if she felt stimulated. Although she was still complaining, I knew she was truly excited… After taking her to the train station, while my second aunt went out to buy something, I secretly asked my fifth aunt if she would come back for Qingming Festival next year.

She said it depended. I said, "I miss you."

She said, "Come visit me there when you have time! I miss you too… I'll be waiting for you!"

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