That summer vacation, my aunt and I...

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In that instant, I felt my heart pounding in my chest, my head buzzing, my mind blank. The only thing I could think of was getting out of there as quickly as possible. I
fled back to the living room quickly and carefully, trying not to make a sound. It was such a contradiction—I had to be quiet and escape as fast as I could.
"Yangyang, are you there?"
My aunt called out several more times when she didn't hear my reply. I was sitting on the sofa, panting heavily, cold sweat pouring down my back. I heard a few more shouts coming from the bathroom.
My entire thought process happened in that split second. If I was discovered, there was no escaping it. So I answered my aunt.
"Auntie, I'm here."
As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized something was wrong. My tone of voice changed, and my throat was incredibly dry. My aunt, perhaps not hearing me clearly through the door, paused for a moment before continuing, "Could you please bring me my clothes?"
After repeating this in my mind several times, I was sure I hadn't misheard. My aunt hadn't noticed me peeping. In an instant, I relaxed completely.
"Auntie, what clothes do you need me to get?"
"Just a bra, it's on the bed, I forgot to bring it in, could you go get it for me?" "Okay."
Although I was surprised that my aunt would ask a grown man like me to get her a bra, I was just glad that she hadn't discovered my "bad deed."
I went to my aunt's master bedroom, opened the door, and went in. I had been to this master bedroom with my cousin when we played hide-and-seek at home when we were kids. It was a very simple room, and even after all these years, the furnishings were still the same.
A pink bed sheet and duvet cover revealed my aunt's girlish heart beneath her mature appearance. Several bras of different styles and colors were casually thrown on the bed, and I walked to the bedside and picked them up one by one to examine them.
As I mentioned before, my mom's underwear is all very old-fashioned. After seeing it once, I never wanted to peek again. My aunt's, however, is different. She has everything: lace, low-cut, front-clasp—and to my surprise, even thongs! The key part is just a tiny piece of fabric less than the palm of my hand, held together by two thin strings.
Just imagining how alluring those thongs would look on my aunt's hot, voluptuous body makes my little brother almost burst through my pants.
I carefully sniffed them; there wasn't that pungent smell I'd read about in novels. They must have been freshly washed. Then I remembered my aunt was waiting for me in the bathroom to bring her the underwear. Staying too long would definitely arouse her suspicion.
But looking at all that underwear on the bed, I was in a dilemma. My aunt hadn't clearly stated which one she wanted, and I was too embarrassed to ask her that awkward question. So I decided to just take one that I liked.
I picked out a sheer lace bra, sexy yet dignified. It seemed to be a push-up style; if you had a good figure, it would be incredibly alluring.
As I was about to leave, I looked back and, almost without thinking, grabbed the black thong as well. What if my aunt forgot her underwear and had to come back for it? That's what I was thinking at the time, I don't know why.
Holding the bra and thong, I knocked on the bathroom door. "Auntie, I brought it to you." "Oh, wait a moment, I'll be right there."
I had originally planned to hang it on the handle so my aunt could open the door and get it herself, but unexpectedly, she opened the door herself to get it, probably worried it would fall and get dirty. I started to anticipate what a beautiful scene it would be like when my aunt opened the door.
A short while later, my aunt called out again, "I'm coming," and the bathroom door opened.
I thought she'd just open a crack to pass it in, but my aunt opened the door wide, peeking out while hiding behind it. This half-hidden look was actually more alluring and suggestive.
"Thank you for your hard work, Yangyang. I was so busy I forgot to even bring my underwear." Perhaps it was from being in the hot water in the bathroom for so long, but my aunt's cheeks were flushed, like a little girl's. Her skin was so soft and supple, I was almost distracted. I only realized what she meant when she called me again, and I hurriedly handed her the underwear.
She didn't close the door immediately after taking it, but examined it carefully. When she spotted the black thong, I almost wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground.
My aunt, slightly embarrassed, picked up the thong and asked, "Why did you bring this too?" I was speechless for a moment, afraid of being misunderstood, so I could only tell the truth, "I... I was afraid you didn't bring it, so I brought it along."
After saying that, my face burned terribly.
My aunt smiled at me, probably because my expression was too funny, "Yangyang is so thoughtful, I'll go change."
After praising me, my aunt closed the door, while I stood there, my head spinning, feeling like everything that had just happened was a dream.
About ten minutes later, my aunt came out of the bathroom. This time she had changed into ordinary loungewear, poured herself a glass of water, and sat down next to me to watch TV.
Smelling the fragrance of shower gel wafting from beside me, and looking at my aunt who looked like a lotus emerging from the water, I suddenly realized that I wondered if she had put on the black thong I had given her earlier.
Just from that one thought, my brother started to get aroused, which startled me so much that I quickly covered my stomach with my hand. My aunt turned around and looked at me curiously. "What's wrong? Why are you covering your stomach? Are you feeling unwell?" I didn't dare tell her the truth. "No, I'm just a little hungry. I'll go get something to eat." I quickly made up an excuse to leave and avoid being embarrassed by my aunt.
But my aunt grabbed me and said she was going to cook something for me. She said it wasn't good to eat snacks when you're hungry, and then she went to the kitchen to get busy.
After my aunt left, I scolded my brother for being so shameless, thinking about such things that he almost embarrassed me. On the other hand, I also scolded myself. My aunt is so good to me, and I actually thought about such a beastly thing. How could I do this to her? This self-reflection proved to be useless.
Not long after, my aunt cooked a bowl of noodles for me. Although I wasn't hungry at all, I still pretended to be very hungry and ate it happily.
"Is it good? Eat slowly. I'll cook more if you want more."
"Ugh, ugh, yes, yes."
I waved my hands frantically while swallowing noodles, making my aunt laugh.
Just as we were eating and chatting, we heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. "It must be Leilei coming back. I'll go see."
My aunt said and walked towards the front door.
"Leilei, you're back. Have you eaten?"
"Yeah."
My cousin just gave a curt "yes" to my aunt's concern.
But my aunt didn't seem to care, or maybe she was used to it. "Yangyang is here too. She's eating in the kitchen." "Ah, Yangyang's here! Yangyang!"
As soon as my cousin heard me, his tone changed completely. He shouted at me from the doorway. I quickly responded, "Cousin, I'm over here."
Before I finished speaking, he was already in the kitchen.
The two brothers, having not seen each other for so long, naturally had a lot to say. Auntie, being quite tactful, knew her cousin would be unhappy if she stayed, so she went to the living room, leaving the two of us to chat alone in the kitchen.
"Hey, you rascal, you haven't come to see me in so long!"
She slapped me hard, "Wow, not bad, you've got some muscles." "Of course! I'm the school's star basketball player, I get all the rebounds and three-pointers, I can make them do push-ups in no time."
Seeing my cousin, I immediately lost all the restraint I had in front of my aunt and started bragging as usual.
"Yangyang, Leilei, it's time for bed, it's late."
We'd been chatting and lost track of time when my aunt came over to remind us it was time to sleep, casually taking away my bowl and chopsticks.
"Ugh, so annoying. Come on, let's sleep together, in my room."
My cousin seemed to be saying this on purpose so my aunt could hear, his voice not lowered at all. I think she heard him, and I felt wronged for her, but I didn't say anything.
I followed my cousin into his room, and it was indeed very different from before. There were many comic books, game discs, game consoles, and so on—it was paradise for me.
"Brother, can you even play all these games?"
The rows of game boxes on the bookshelf made me gasp. I don't know how much money I'd have just spent on these games alone. If I kept playing them, it would probably take me a month to finish them all.
"Whatever. I'll play when I want to, and leave them there when I don't. I can save them anyway. Oh, by the way, when did you get here?" "
I got here early this morning. What were you doing out there? You're only just getting back now. Auntie was saving food for you."
Hearing me mention "Auntie," my cousin's expression became complicated. "I don't need her fake kindness. Keep her food for herself. I'd rather die than eat it. She's as dirty as her." I didn't understand what he meant at first and looked at my cousin blankly. He seemed to realize he had said something wrong.
"Okay, enough about her. Come on, it's been a while since I played. Let's play a round of Pro Evolution Soccer. They even have a sequel now." Once I heard about playing games, I didn't think too much about the rest. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he and this "new mom" had a bad relationship.
My cousin and I have loved watching the Japanese anime "Captain Tsubasa" since we were little. Whether it was Tsubasa Ozora's bicycle kick or the Tachibana brothers' double hurricane, we were completely captivated.
Later, video game consoles became popular, and some soccer games became available. My cousin immediately bought one, and we even played together all night long.
I usually play computer games online, and I hadn't played video games in a long time. Halfway through the game, I suddenly had a stomachache and asked to pause the game to go to the bathroom. When I left my cousin's room, the living room was empty; it seemed my aunt had gone to rest.
After I finished in the bathroom and was about to go back, something suddenly occurred to me, and my heart skipped a beat. I looked at the floor next to the sink.
Sure enough, there it was—my aunt's underwear and underpants that she had changed out of after showering. My throat suddenly felt dry, I swallowed hard, and with a throbbing headache, I walked to the bathroom door and locked it.
Returning to the basin containing my aunt's undergarments, my heart pounded wildly, and my penis began to erect uncontrollably.
I knelt down and reached into the basin, my hand trembling.
The underwear my aunt had been wearing wasn't as sexy and alluring as the ones laid out on her bed; it was more traditional. The underwear was cotton, pale yellow, embroidered with small flowers—the kind a little girl would wear.
But just the thought that these were the underwear my aunt had been wearing, and that they were facing a certain part of her body, was enough to make my penis salute. I
examined the pale yellow underwear closely against the overhead light, but didn't see the damp patches described in novels; perhaps they were hidden by the fabric's color. I smelled it
; there was a faint scent, but it wasn't pungent—hard to describe.
After doing those two things, my penis started to protest; it was fully erect and needed to get some air.
I quickly pulled down my pants, and with that familiar grip, I held my penis in my left hand, feeling like it was about to explode.
As I held it, my left hand instinctively started stroking it to relieve the urge to explode. While stroking, I smelled my aunt's panties, closed my eyes, and started replaying everything I'd seen her doing in the shower: her thighs, her buttocks, her alluring laughter, and her proud bust that rose and fell with her laughter.
Yes, I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to fuck her hard, fuck her fiercely. At that moment, all ethics and morality were thrown aside, especially the fact that she was my aunt, which greatly stimulated my nerves and my penis.
"Ah! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum, Aunt, I'm going to cum for you, you slut, I'll cum all over you, all over your face."
I shouted in my mind, increasing the force and speed of my left hand's stroking.
"Oh! I came, I came, swallow it all, you slut who seduced your nephew." The restless youth within me, fueled by fantasies about my aunt's body, gushed from the tip of my penis, trembling a dozen times before stopping. The amount was so large it startled even myself.
After ejaculation, there was an emptiness in my mind and exhaustion in my body, but I felt no guilt or regret. I knew I had opened a door to desire that couldn't be closed, and this summer at my aunt's house would not be as peaceful as usual.
When I returned to my cousin's room, he was playing COD alone, charging into battle with a rifle in the game.
"What were you doing? You took so long to go to the toilet. I waited for you for ages, and I was about to go out to look for you. Did you fall into the toilet?"
"Ah, I... I don't know if I ate something bad. I've had diarrhea for ages." "Why did you suddenly have diarrhea? Are you okay? I told you, you can't eat that woman's food. Let's see if you dare to eat it again."
I pretended to clutch my stomach and sat on the bed.
"It's not my aunt's fault. I ate at a roadside stall on my way here. Maybe those things weren't clean. I feel much better now after having diarrhea."
"Hmph, say whatever you want. I won't eat what she makes. If you want to eat it, go ahead and eat it yourself. Are you still playing?"
Perhaps seeing me speak up for my aunt, my cousin, who had been very enthusiastic towards me just now, became a little angry.
"I'm not playing anymore. I'd better go to sleep. I'm too sleepy, and my stomach is still a little uncomfortable. I'm going back." "Hmm~ That's fine. Be careful. If you feel uncomfortable, just say so." Perhaps considering that playing games would affect my sleep, my cousin didn't stop me from going back to my room to sleep. His tone also became much more amiable. After all, our relationship wouldn't be so strained as to get angry over a few words.
When I lay on my bed in my room, although the drowsiness brought on by ejaculation kept coming, the thought of my aunt's hot figure and charming smile made my penis, which had just ejaculated, feel like it was going to get 'stiff' again. I don't know when I fell asleep.
"Knock knock knock...knock knock knock...Yangyang, are you awake? Time to get up and have breakfast! Get up!" "Oh! Okay, I'll get up right away.
" "Hurry up, the breakfast is getting cold."
I took out my phone and checked the time. Wow! It's almost nine o'clock!
Looks like I really overexerted myself last night.
I quickly got dressed, washed my face in the bathroom, and went to the kitchen for breakfast.
"You must have been exhausted yesterday, carrying so much luggage and sleeping in so late." "Ah, ah, yeah."
I was startled when my aunt said "exhausted," thinking she had discovered something.
"Okay, you eat first. If you're still hungry, there's more in the kitchen. I'll go do the laundry." With that, my aunt left the table and headed to the bathroom, probably to get her underwear from last night.
I found myself getting increasingly restless. Just a few words with my aunt and hearing her voice had made my penis start to get hard. This was getting more and more outrageous.
"Yangyang."
"Yes."
My aunt suddenly called out to me as she came out of the bathroom.
"Did you take a shower last night?"
"...No, I was too tired last night. I played a few games with my cousin and then went to sleep." I was confused by my aunt's sudden question. It wasn't until I saw the basin in her hand containing her underwear from last night that I realized she might have discovered something.
"Oh, is that so? Then you can continue eating. I'll go do the laundry." Watching my aunt leave, I felt increasingly uneasy. Why would she suddenly ask me if I had showered last night? And her eyes had looked strange when we were talking.
But I definitely cleaned up all the semen on the floor after I used her underwear last night, so there shouldn't be any traces.
About ten minutes later, my aunt came back to the kitchen after finishing the laundry.
"Yangyang, do you want to go grocery shopping with your aunt?"
"Sure, we can buy snacks too."
"All you ever think about is food."
My aunt gave me a funny, glaring look.
Although my uncle earns so much money, they don't hire any maids. My aunt does all the cleaning, cooking, and laundry herself.
My mother says my aunt is very frugal and never spends money extravagantly. She saves almost all of my uncle's earnings. Perhaps because of this, my mother considers her even closer to Yangyang than her own mother.
Just like I said before, although my uncle's family is quite wealthy, my aunt never drives. One reason is to save on gas costs, and the other is that she doesn't know how to drive.
So, she usually goes out on an electric scooter. Who would guess that the housewife riding an electric scooter on the street is actually a wealthy lady?
"Come on, Yangyang, sit in the back. The supermarket is a bit far from here." As soon as I got on my aunt's scooter and it started moving, I began to regret it.
To be continued...

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