My colleague Aunt Liu

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The "auntie" wasn't actually my aunt, but a colleague from when I first started working. Strictly speaking, I should call her Ms. Liu, but I was quite young then, and she was about 20 years older than me, so calling her "auntie" felt more intimate
.
Ms. Liu was the clerk at the company. She had been divorced for over five years because her husband had an affair, and she was raising her daughter alone to avoid upsetting her. She wasn't very tall, only about 1.6 meters, but had a well-proportioned figure and was well-maintained. Most notably, she had an exceptional sense of style; her elegant clothing combinations were very rare for women her age.
I started working in 2000 as a technician. Fresh out of university, I had never had a serious girlfriend, so I was a complete virgin. Guys of that age know how much a young man craves women. Back then, I masturbated frequently, and Aunt Liu, who was fashionable, beautiful, and had a curvaceous figure and loved wearing stockings (I admit, I have a particular fetish for stockings), was often one of my main masturbation targets (I did have many targets; sometimes I dreamed of sleeping with seven or eight women at the same time). But masturbation is masturbation, and dreams are dreams. At work, I never showed her the slightest disrespect. And I never imagined that so many things would happen between us.
It all started so dramatically, which seems rather cliché. It was the summer of 2001. Beijing was sweltering that year, with one sweltering day after another. Aunt Liu, who had always been in poor health and suffered from severe low blood pressure, found the sweltering heat unbearable even for strong young men, let alone a young woman like her. Finally, one day, while delivering a document to a department, she fainted.
Our company was a state-owned enterprise, very formal, so it had a small clinic. Everyone hurriedly carried her there. The doctor did a quick check and said she had a heart problem, so they rushed her to the hospital. Fortunately, it wasn't serious; the doctor said she just needed some IV fluids and rest. Up to this point, I hadn't even had a chance
to go see her. The design I was responsible for had just been completed. Since we had nothing else to do, everyone unanimously decided to send me and Director Wan to visit her. Halfway there, Director Wan's husband suddenly called, saying that Director Wan's wife had suffered heatstroke and he needed to rush back. He saw that everything was already bought and said to me, "Xiao Zhang, you go see her yourself. I really have an urgent matter; please explain for me." I quickly declined, saying I could go tomorrow, but Director Wan insisted I go, saying the fruit I bought would spoil by tomorrow. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Aunt Liu's house alone with the address.
Aunt Liu was taking a nap. Seeing me, she was very welcoming, offering tea and cigarettes, making me feel very embarrassed. I said a few words, conveyed Director Wan's and everyone's greetings, and tried to leave, but she wouldn't let me go, insisting we wait until the weather cooled down. I couldn't refuse too much, so I sat down and listened to her story (she loved to talk about her misfortunes, which is probably a common trait among divorced women), about the hardships of raising a child alone, and the difficulties of being a single woman.
To be honest, I didn't listen very carefully at first, but she spoke very logically and with great emotion, so I gradually started to listen. I have to admit, she really had a very hard life, mainly emotionally (materially, she was no worse off than others; her ex-husband gave her a large sum of money in the divorce settlement, enough for her and her child to live comfortably for the rest of their lives). It was also the first time I realized that so many people at work had designs on her and wanted to take advantage of her.
As she spoke, she started to cry. I went to the restroom to get her a towel, but unexpectedly saw her underwear that she had just changed out of. My little brother immediately became hard. After wiping my face, I sat down next to her and continued listening to her story, but at this point, I couldn't concentrate on her story anymore. Her fragrance wafted over me, and combined with the underwear I had just seen, my heart kept racing.
She started crying again. I mustered my courage and placed my trembling hand on her shoulder. To my surprise, she threw herself into my arms and burst into tears. I could feel her soft body pressed against my legs, and my penis was throbbing as if it were about to burst, but I had to painfully suppress my intense desire. After
a while, she seemed to notice something, her crying subsided, and she sat up, saying, "I'm sorry, you must have seen this." Then she stood up and said she was going to take a shower. I stood up and said goodbye, but she said, "No rush, no rush, I'll be right out, I'll stay until dinner." I was indeed harboring ulterior motives and didn't want to leave, so I sat down again.
A moment later, I heard the sound of the shower running from the bathroom, and my penis hardened again. I thought, "I can't take it anymore, I have to masturbate." Just as I was looking for tissues, I heard a thud from the bathroom, like something had fallen. I called out, "Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu!" No one answered. I called again, still no answer. I didn't care anymore and rushed in.
Aunt Liu lay naked on the floor. I quickly picked her up and put her on the bed. I stole a glance at her body; it was the first time I'd ever seen a naked woman. Her breasts were very full, her nipples like ripe cherries. Her abdomen was unusually smooth, showing she must take great care of her figure. Her legs were long and smooth, with a few dark hairs cleverly concealing a secret place.
While I was still stunned, she woke up. Seeing her reflection, she blushed deeply and quickly wrapped herself in the sheet. It turned out she had fainted temporarily due to lack of oxygen from the steam in the bathroom. But wrapped in the sheet, her body became even more alluring, her nipples almost bursting out. I completely forgot my place, staring blankly at her beautiful body. She noticed and softly asked, "What are you looking at?" I snapped back to reality and quickly apologized, saying I was so sorry. She replied, "I should thank you. You rescued me from the bathroom. Since that's the case, there's no need to thank me."
The silence was broken
just as I was about to leave when she suddenly whispered, "Am I pretty?"
"So pretty, so pretty, so pretty," I stammered. "
Don't you want to look anymore?"
"I...I..."
She suddenly threw back the sheets, throwing herself naked into my arms, frantically saying, "
Come...Auntie will let you look your fill, let you look your fill...Come on, come on!" She writhed in my arms as she spoke, and I couldn't resist any longer. I pressed her onto the bed and began kissing her passionately.
Her neck was snow-white, her breasts were full, and her two nipples, like two cherries, were held in my mouth. In an instant, they became hard and elastic. I frantically rubbed her breasts with one hand, while the other hand slid down until it reached her private parts. After a while, I released her breasts and plunged my head between her legs. Her vulva was deeply buried between her thighs. Her labia majora were dark, her labia minora were very elastic, and her clitoris was swollen, like a soybean. Her vagina was deep and odorless. When my tongue touched her vagina, I clearly felt her body tremble. Then, the honey-like juices in her vagina flowed out like a babbling brook. I greedily sucked on it while teasing her anus with the tip of my tongue.
She was completely out of control, her body writhing wildly, screaming: "
Come on... I can't take it anymore... Come on... my darling... I'll show you, I'll make you feel good... Ah..."
I quickly stripped off my clothes and jumped onto her perfect, soft body. We kissed passionately first, then she spread her legs wide, and my erect penis slid in with a "thud." "
Ah... Ah... Ah... Good brother... Harder... So good... Ah... I'll let you fuck me... Make you feel good... Harder, harder... Ahhh... Your thing is amazing... Ahhhhh..."
Stimulated by these moans, I thrust wildly, constantly yelling: "I'll fuck you to death... I'll make you feel so good..."
After more than 100 rounds, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated.
She hadn't recovered yet, still moaning, "Good brother, do it to me again, I'm so itchy...do it to me again..." After a while, she finally calmed down and said to me shyly, "Am I very slutty? I've ruined you. I'm a bad woman."
I hugged her tightly and said, "Baby, I love you, I love you to death, I want to marry you."
She said, "No, you can't marry me, it will ruin you."
I said, "No, I love you, I want to marry you."
She said, "Silly child, you won't think like that in the future. But you were really amazing just now, was it your first time?" "I don't think so."
I quickly said, "It really is my first time." "Absolutely!"
Her hand slowly touched my penis and said, "Five years, I've endured it for five whole years, I've wanted it every day! But those people outside only want my body, they'll never get it. I never thought you, you little fool, would get it, you know? The first time I saw you, I fell in love with you."
Stimulated by her words, my little brother soon became erect. She stroked him, saying, "So big, so big," and gave me oral sex. It was my first time experiencing oral sex, and it was pure ecstasy.
I told her to bend over so we could do 69. I frantically licked her anus and vagina while vigorously rubbing her breasts with both hands. After a while, her vagina started flowing with fluid again.
We did this for a while, and then I suddenly suggested she put on her stockings. She flicked my forehead and chuckled, saying, "I didn't know you had such a clever mind."
She took out a pair of flesh-colored stockings from the closet and asked if they were okay. I saw they were from Langsha, and the quality was excellent, so I quickly said, "Sure!"
As she slowly put on the stockings, she wiggled her hips. I never imagined that she, usually so dignified, had this side to her.
I greedily caressed her stockinged legs; my long-held desire had finally come true. I took her feet into my mouth, licking each toe one by one, not rushing to penetrate her, but slowly savoring the moment.
But she couldn't take it anymore. She twisted her hips and used her fingers to pick at her clitoris, repeatedly saying, "Good brother... don't keep me waiting... I can't take it anymore... come on... ah... come on..."
Stimulated by such lewd sounds, I couldn't resist either. Standing behind her, I thrust in and out, squeezing her elastic, stockinged leg tightly with one hand while using the other to tease her anus.
Ahh
...

After that, we made love frequently—on her bed, on the floor, at the dining table, in the bathroom, and even in hotel rooms. One day, we even did it in her office at noon. We often went out together, like any ordinary couple. Her complexion and energy improved noticeably, so she told others she had been drinking a traditional Chinese medicine for women and kept recommending it to them. This amused me greatly.
She loved her daughter very much, and her daughter was completely unaware of our affair; neither my family nor I knew anything. She later became pregnant but had an abortion, which caused me great pain. However, I knew there was nothing I could do; our age difference meant we could only be lovers for short periods. But she said she was content with that. Although I loved her very much and wanted to marry her, I couldn't break down societal barriers and marry a girl I didn't love. "
On my wedding day, she came and happily blessed my bride and me. No one noticed anything unusual about our relationship, but I knew she was heartbroken. I also knew that she went out drinking alone that night and was brought home by the police.
Later, my daughter was born. I love my daughter; she is my life. I saw Aunt Liu less and less often. Later, she immigrated to Canada with her daughter. Before she left, we made love one last time. She gave me the stockings we wore on our first time.
I watched her board the plane, my eyes filled with tears."

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