Sexual relations between my wife and her aunt

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My wife's aunt is around 40 years old. She's of above-average looks, with a good figure—large breasts, a slim waist, and long legs—and takes good care of herself.

The year my wife and I got married, my aunt called me one day. She knew I was a lawyer (my wife hadn't graduated yet, so I was alone). She said my husband was mistreating her, having affairs, and she wanted a divorce. She wanted to know how to get a larger share of the assets.

There's a saying, "Better to tear down a temple than to break up a marriage," so I advised her, "It's not a big deal. You've been together for so many years. If there are conflicts or problems, just try to resolve them. There's no need to get a divorce."

My aunt said, "I really don't want to live like this anymore!"

I said, "What's wrong? Is he seeing other women? Is your sex life not harmonious?"

Then I talked to her about the importance of sex. Under my persistent questioning, my aunt told me how she makes love. At first, it was just a few simple sentences, but I kept asking detailed questions, and she basically told me the whole process.

I said, "Sex is the lubricant of marriage; arguments in bed are resolved in bed."

Then I talked to my aunt about how to make love, and the conversation started to become a little ambiguous.

The next day, my aunt called me again and told me the real reason she wanted a divorce. She also told me about her experiences (which I didn't know before). Her current husband is her second husband, and he often cheats on her with other women, sometimes even bringing them home so my aunt can watch him do it. I thought this was outrageous and said, "Then let's get a divorce!" I gave her a few suggestions.

A few days later, my aunt called me again and asked, "What if the man doesn't want a divorce?"

I told her to file a lawsuit and gather some evidence. As we chatted, I said, "He's gone too far, you can't let yourself suffer. Go for it when you meet the right person. Life is yours to live; you have to live it to the fullest. Don't let a scumbag ruin your life."

Then I asked her if she had slept with any other men besides her first husband and her current one (since we were already talking openly, I wanted to guide her to be more open). She said on the phone, rather embarrassed, that after finding out that man was seeing other women, she had also slept with two or three men.

Hearing that my aunt was no ordinary woman, I asked her in detail about the kinds of men she had been with, because I had told her to be careful and not to sleep with just any man.

Then I couldn't resist anymore. Thinking about talking to my wife's aunt about sex, and how open she was, I got excited and thought I absolutely had to find an opportunity to sleep with her.

Having gone through two marriages, my aunt was somewhat disillusioned with men, feeling that no man would ever like her again. Hearing her sad voice, I felt my chance to flirt had come. I said, "Auntie, you're so beautiful and have such a great figure, any man would like you. If it weren't for our current situation, I would come to your city right now (we're not in the same city) and tell you I like you."

My aunt seemed to have had a few drinks and was a little unhappy, but I couldn't tell from the phone that she was truly unhappy. She said, "I'm your aunt. You can't say things like that, not even if I like you."

Seeing an opportunity, I pressed my advantage, saying, "Auntie, now that we're not in the same place, you..." "She's my wife's aunt, not mine. Why can't I like you? Besides, let's pretend we don't have that relationship and chat, okay?"

My aunt was silent for a while, which I took as tacit agreement. I said, "Auntie, I love your looks, your body. I want to kiss every part of you, lift your legs, kiss your breasts, and love you properly."

My aunt seemed embarrassed and a little angry, saying she wouldn't talk to me anymore and hung up.

After hanging up, I worried that I was being too hasty, that I might have messed things up, and that my aunt might ignore me again.

Two or three days passed in anxiety. Then my phone rang. It was my aunt calling. When I answered, my voice trembled with excitement.

My aunt asked a few more questions related to the divorce proceedings, but I felt like she was just making small talk. I asked her where she was, and she said, "I'm home alone, nothing much, just wanted to chat with someone."

After chatting for a while, I asked her if she was angry the other day, and she said no, just a little embarrassed.

I quickly tried to comfort her, saying, "We're both adults, it's normal to like each other. As long as we don't do anything out of line, it's fine to talk about our feelings and desires on the phone."

My aunt said, "Okay, but you can't go too far."

I naturally agreed immediately.

After chatting for a while, I said, "Auntie, I really love your breasts and beautiful legs, can I see them?"

I pestered her on the phone for over ten minutes before she finally took off her top (we were on video). I saw her blue bra and most of her fair breasts that the bra couldn't cover. With my persistent pursuit, I saw her slightly pink nipples, which made my penis quickly hard. This almost incestuous stimulation was too intense.

My aunt couldn't resist my pestering and changed into flesh-colored stockings that I liked on the video. And looking at my aunt's breasts and sexy legs in stockings, I ejaculated a lot on her.

Gradually, I became less satisfied with masturbating alone; I also wanted to watch my aunt masturbate. Persistence pays off, and after some gentle coaxing, my aunt finally masturbated with me on video. Hearing her sexy, alluring moans that made my blood boil, I ejaculated within minutes.

My aunt touched her breasts with one hand and her clitoris with the other (I made her tear a hole in her stockings), loudly calling my name and begging me to fuck her properly, to put my big cock inside her cunt (when a woman is truly trained, she becomes very uninhibited).

And so, whenever we had the chance, my aunt and I would make love on the phone or video, but we both felt we wanted to take it further.

Finally, taking advantage of a classmate's wedding, I went to my aunt's city. At her home (she was divorced by then, and her son was in vocational school), we embraced passionately, taking off each other's clothes. I touched my aunt's still pink breasts and labia. I kissed her from her toes all the way to her earlobe, not missing a single spot. I licked my aunt's clitoris with my tongue until she reached orgasm, and my aunt also gave me oral sex and I ejaculated into her mouth.

Then we lay there caressing each other. Soon I got hard again, and I lifted her beautiful legs, inserting my entire penis through the tear in her stockings. Listening to my aunt's ecstatic moans, touching her sexy, silk-stockinged legs, licking her tender white toes, I thrust my penis deep inside her again and again…

We fucked for over half an hour, using positions we both knew, and I ejaculated all my semen into my aunt's vagina.

Later, because of the distance, it was difficult to meet. Later, she came to my city on a business trip, and we made love three times in the hotel. Later, she came to my house. My wife had her back to us, and I gently caressed her beautiful legs and feet in stockings. In the kitchen, I hugged and kissed her, vigorously kneading her breasts. This was our most recent intimate encounter.

Years have passed, and I still cherish the memory of my aunt's body. I believe that in the future, my aunt and I will once again be intimate.

My wife's aunt is around 40 years old, of above-average appearance, with a good figure—large breasts, a slim waist, and long legs—and she takes good care of herself.

The year my wife and I got married, my aunt called me one day. She knew I was a lawyer (my wife hadn't graduated yet, and I was alone). She said that her husband treated her badly, had other women, and she wanted a divorce, asking how to get a larger share of the assets.

There's a saying, "Better to tear down a temple than to break up a marriage," so I advised her, "It's not a big deal. You've been together for so many years. If there are conflicts or problems, just try to resolve them. There's no need to get a divorce."

My aunt said, "I really don't want to live like this anymore!"

I said, "What's wrong? Is he seeing other women? Is your sex life not going well?"

Then I talked to her about the importance of sex. Under my persistent questioning, my aunt told me how she had sex. At first, it was just a few simple sentences, but I kept asking detailed questions, and she basically told me the whole process.

I said, "Sex is the lubricant of marriage; arguments in bed are resolved in bed."

Then I talked to my aunt about how to have sex, and the conversation started to get a little ambiguous.

The next day, my aunt called me again and told me the real reason she wanted a divorce. She also told me about her experiences (which I didn't know before). Her current husband is her second husband, and he often cheats on her with other women. Sometimes he even brings women home so my aunt can watch him have sex. When I heard this, I thought it was too much and said, "Then let's get a divorce!" I told her about several options.

A few days later, my aunt called me again, saying, "What should I do if that man doesn't want a divorce?"

I told her to file a lawsuit and gather some evidence. While we were talking, I said, "He's so unreasonable, you can't let yourself suffer. Go for it when you meet someone suitable. Life is yours; live it to the fullest. Don't let a scumbag ruin your life."

Then I asked her if she had slept with any other men besides her first husband and her current husband (because we were already open with each other, I wanted to guide her to be more open). She said on the phone, rather embarrassed, that after learning about his affairs, she had also slept with two or three men.

I realized my aunt was someone special, so I asked her in detail about the kinds of men she had been with, because I had told her to be careful and not to date just any man.

Then I couldn't resist anymore. Thinking about chatting with my wife's aunt about sex, and how open she was, I got incredibly excited, determined to find a chance to sleep with her.

Having been through two marriages, my aunt was somewhat disillusioned with men, feeling that no man would ever like her again. Hearing her sad voice, I felt my chance to flirt had come. I said, "Auntie, you're so beautiful, with such a great figure, any man would like you. If it weren't for our current situation, I'd come to your city right now (we're not in the same city) and tell you I really like you."

My aunt seemed to have had a few drinks and was a little unhappy, but it didn't sound like she was really unhappy on the other end. She said, "I'm your aunt. You can't say things like that, you can't say you like me."

Seeing an opportunity, I pressed my advantage, saying, "Auntie, now that we're not in the same place, you..." "She's my wife's aunt, not mine. Why can't I like you? Besides, let's pretend we don't have that relationship and chat, okay?"

My aunt was silent for a while, which I took as tacit agreement. I said, "Auntie, I love your looks, your body. I want to kiss every part of you, lift your legs, kiss your breasts, and love you properly."

My aunt seemed embarrassed and a little angry, saying she wouldn't talk to me anymore and hung up.

After hanging up, I worried that I was being too hasty, that I might have messed things up, and that my aunt might ignore me again.

Two or three days passed in anxiety. Then my phone rang. It was my aunt calling. When I answered, my voice trembled with excitement.

My aunt asked a few more questions related to the divorce proceedings, but I felt like she was just making small talk. I asked her where she was, and she said, "I'm home alone, nothing much, just wanted to chat with someone."

After chatting for a while, I asked her if she was angry the other day, and she said no, just a little embarrassed.

I quickly tried to comfort her, saying, "We're both adults, it's normal to like each other. As long as we don't do anything out of line, it's fine to talk about our feelings and desires on the phone."

My aunt said, "Okay, but you can't go too far."

I naturally agreed immediately.

After chatting for a while, I said, "Auntie, I really love your breasts and beautiful legs, can I see them?"

I pestered her on the phone for over ten minutes before she finally took off her top (we were on video). I saw her blue bra and most of her fair breasts that the bra couldn't cover. With my persistent pursuit, I saw her slightly pink nipples, which made my penis quickly hard. This almost incestuous stimulation was too intense.

My aunt couldn't resist my pestering and changed into flesh-colored stockings that I liked on the video. And looking at my aunt's breasts and sexy legs in stockings, I ejaculated a lot on her.

Gradually, I became less satisfied with masturbating alone; I also wanted to watch my aunt masturbate. Persistence pays off, and after some gentle coaxing, my aunt finally masturbated with me on video. Hearing her sexy, alluring moans that made my blood boil, I ejaculated within minutes.

My aunt touched her breasts with one hand and her clitoris with the other (I made her tear a hole in her stockings), loudly calling my name and begging me to fuck her properly, to put my big cock inside her cunt (when a woman is truly trained, she becomes very uninhibited).

And so, whenever we had the chance, my aunt and I would make love on the phone or video, but we both felt we wanted to take it further.

Finally, taking advantage of a classmate's wedding, I went to my aunt's city. At her home (she was divorced by then, and her son was in vocational school), we embraced passionately, taking off each other's clothes. I touched my aunt's still pink breasts and labia. I kissed her from her toes all the way to her earlobe, not missing a single spot. I licked my aunt's clitoris with my tongue until she reached orgasm, and my aunt also gave me oral sex and I ejaculated into her mouth.

Then we lay there caressing each other. Soon I got hard again, and I lifted her beautiful legs, inserting my entire penis through the tear in her stockings. Listening to my aunt's ecstatic moans, touching her sexy, silk-stockinged legs, licking her tender white toes, I thrust my penis deep inside her again and again…

We fucked for over half an hour, using positions we both knew, and I ejaculated all my semen into my aunt's vagina.

Later, because of the distance, it was difficult to meet. Later, she came to my city on a business trip, and we made love three times in the hotel. Later, she came to my house. My wife had her back to us, and I gently caressed her beautiful legs and feet in stockings. In the kitchen, I hugged and kissed her, and vigorously kneaded her breasts. This was our most recent intimate encounter.

Years have passed, and I still miss my aunt's body. I believe that in the future, my aunt and I will once again be intimately connected.

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