[Sex Education Handbook] Revised Edition (8)

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Saying goodbye to the little village that haunted my dreams, I returned to City C.

It was already quite late when I arrived.

My mind was still replaying the wonderful experiences of the past few days, savoring Aunt Bai's charm and gentleness. Lost in thought,

my steps quickened, and the roof of my house came into clear view.

Just as I turned the corner, I saw my mother and Aunt Deng chatting outside the door.

Aunt Deng?

What?! Aunt Deng!!!

My heart skipped a beat. One second I was lost in thought, the next I was abruptly pulled back to reality. A chill ran down my spine,

my legs went weak, and I was so frightened I almost ran away.

Was it a guilty conscience?

But before I could even carry out my plan, my mother discovered me.

"Xiao Bo!!"

my mother yelled, and instantly, I froze, rooted to the spot.

"So you finally decided to come back? Have you been playing so much you've forgotten your own name? School's about to start, and you're still not

home ? Do I have to nag you?!"

My mom kept nagging, her words like a machine gun, a barrage of attacks that struck me like a thunderbolt, each sentence hitting home,

sharp and thought-provoking. Only I could withstand this barrage; anyone with a slightly weaker mind

would probably be crying and begging for mercy on the spot.

"What are you standing there for? Come here!"

my mom yelled.

"Okay."

I lowered my head, nodding obediently, and quickly started walking, intending to play dumb,

miss them, and head straight home.

As I brushed past them, I clearly felt a burning gaze fixed on me.

It must be Aunt Deng, but I dared not look up.

"Come back!"

My wishful thinking failed, and my mother called me back again. "You child, how can you be so rude? Didn't

you see Aunt Deng here? Why didn't you greet her?"

I had no choice but to turn around and look up.

Aunt Deng's beautiful face came into view, and she was smiling at me gently, like a spring breeze.

"Hello, Aunt Deng,"

I said mechanically, but as I said those words, my heart was pounding.

Would Aunt Deng tell on me?

I had slept with her and even ejaculated inside her. Would she talk badly about me to my mother?

I was filled with anxiety.

"This child always worries me. He's almost a college student, but he's still as mischievous as a child,"

my mother complained.

"Hehe, he is a little 'mischievous,'"

Aunt Deng looked at me with a smile in her eyes. But when she said "mischievous," she clearly looked at

me, and the corner of her mouth slightly turned up, which was somewhat amusing.

My heart skipped a beat, unsure what Aunt Deng meant by "mischievous."

"Sigh, so immature. I'm really worried about whether he can take care of himself at school," Mom said,

looking with deep affection.

"Oh, Sister Liu, what are you saying? Xiao Bo has always been obedient and sensible, don't I know that? Look at my little monkey

at home , he's really..."

Aunt Deng brought up Xu Yang as a negative example, finally stopping her nagging at me.

The two women chatted back and forth, and I stood behind Mom, my

pounding heart slowly calming down as I began to stare at Aunt Deng.

A beautiful woman is always the most attractive, anytime, anywhere.

Aunt Deng wore a simple white dress, yet her charm remained undiminished. Her curvaceous

figure was so alluring, her skin rosy, her posture elegant, her smile captivating—every feature radiated mature

beauty.

At first, Aunt Deng would occasionally glance at me while talking, and I would immediately

pretend to be casual instincts kicked in, and I simply

stared at her intently.

Beautiful, beautiful!

I was completely mesmerized.

Suddenly, while my mom was leaning over to look at me, Aunt Deng secretly winked at me, making me

gasp in fright.

Finally, this pointless chatter ended.

Just as I was about to turn around and go home, Aunt Deng looked at me gently and warmly greeted me, "Xiao Bo,

come over to my house sometime!"

A faint fragrance wafted over.

"Oh..."

I paused, responding woodenly, maintaining a calm expression on the surface, but inwardly I was

screaming : Aunt Deng, I'm easily frightened, please don't scare me again!

It's the start of the new semester, and my first time at university, there's just so much to prepare. My parents continued

packing my belongings. Although several suitcases were already packed in the living room, they weren't satisfied yet.

Heh heh, whatever, they're busy, it's none of my business.

I lay in bed early, tossing and turning, reminiscing about the magical experiences of my vacation.

In bed, in the woods, one moment I was nakedly fighting with my aunt, the next I was passionately entwined with Aunt Bai.

They displayed their bodies to me with abandon, both so alluring, so unforgettable.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and my penis grew restless, bigger and bigger.

I really wanted to have sex with a woman!

I was a little frantic, thrusting against the bed, fantasizing about my aunt's mature allure, fantasizing about Aunt Bai

's gentle tenderness, imagining a woman beneath me, receiving pleasure.

Yes, she was so charming and beautiful. I parted her white dress, turned her over, and she…

it was Aunt Deng!!

I suddenly woke up with a start.

I saw Aunt Deng today. Her every smile and gesture seems still vivid in my mind; I can almost smell her faint fragrance

lingering .

Her full, shapely figure is unforgettable, and her passionate responses are intoxicating.

I can't forget her!

I can't possibly forget her!

I got up and looked at the dim light in the house across the street. Was Aunt Deng still awake? What was she doing?

What is she doing?

Is this lonely woman as lonely as I am tonight?

When I woke up again, it was already noon.

I had forgotten exactly when I fell asleep last night, only remembering tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep,

my mind filled with fantasies of that tumultuous scene.

After lunch, as I walked out alone, I bumped into Aunt Deng.

"Aunt Deng..."

I stammered.

"Hehe, Xiao Bo. Where are you going?"

Aunt Deng smiled slightly, greeting me casually.

"Just bored, wandering around."

I reassured myself: Don't worry, don't worry, I haven't done anything wrong.

To show that I wasn't guilty, I pretended to carefully observe Aunt Deng.

Aunt Deng was dressed the same as yesterday, still in a white dress and shiny silver high heels, but I noticed that

her makeup was slightly different today, clearly carefully applied, with red lips, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, and rosy cheeks, making her even

more alluring than yesterday.

Women dress up for those they love.

Who was Aunt Deng dressing up for?

Could it be because of me? I thought boastfully.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing Aunt Deng's black hair to flutter and her skirt to sway, making me stare in disbelief at her beauty.

That faint, sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and I took a deep breath.

So alluring…!

Wait a minute, there's a peculiar scent in this fragrance.

It's a very special scent, and I know it very well—it's the scent of a woman's vaginal fluid.

I know it all too well, because I've been immersed in it all summer. Although the scent

isn't very strong, my nose is particularly sensitive in this regard, and I can guarantee it's definitely the fragrance of honey.

Could Aunt Deng have been masturbating again last night?!

I suddenly remembered that last night, because I couldn't sleep, I kept checking on Aunt Deng's room and

found that the small light was still on until very late at night. Could Aunt Deng have been

masturbating ?

I came to this conclusion with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Aunt Deng, of course, had no idea. Seeing my somewhat dazed expression, she asked, "Xiao Bo, what are you thinking about?"

"N-nothing..."

I hurriedly replied.

"Hehe, you're still so cute." Aunt Deng smiled, staring into my eyes, and said softly,

"Come visit me sometime!"

"Oh..."

I scratched my head, responding woodenly.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Aunt Deng's eyes. She looked around, then suddenly propped herself up on her knees with her small hands, leaned down, and her

delicate face was right in front of mine.

Instantly, the mature, alluring scent of a woman wafted over me, intoxicating me, and I subconsciously looked down.

What I saw was even more astonishing. Looking down into the woman's neckline, there was a patch of white and tender flesh, a deep, bottomless cleavage!

Just as I was dazzled by the white flesh, a deep and seductive voice sounded in my ear.

"I'm home alone...!"

What did that mean?

I suddenly looked up and saw Aunt Deng's small mouth mouthing three words, the corners of her mouth

slightly upturned, her beautiful eyes blinking gently.

I froze, until that beautiful figure disappeared from sight.

Because the three words Aunt Deng uttered were clearly—"Little, naughty, rascal."

All afternoon, I was in a daze, constantly replaying the day's events in my mind.

My heart was conflicted yet restless.

Was Aunt Deng hinting at something? Definitely.

No, she hadn't really said anything today, just casual conversation.

What if I was overthinking it? Impossible!

Go?!

Or not?!

After dinner, I sat on the sofa, still conflicted.

I wanted to go, but deep down, I was afraid. After all, Aunt Deng lived right across the street;

if anything went wrong, my parents would easily find out, and I'd be doomed.

"Son, we're leaving tomorrow night. See if you forgot anything?"

Dad asked, tying up the package.

"I took everything,"

I answered absentmindedly.

A sudden thought flashed through my mind: I'm leaving tomorrow night, I'm leaving tomorrow night! Today is the last chance, the last

chance!

Looking out the window, a faint light shone from Aunt Deng's room, its interior seemingly holding endless allure,

waiting to be discovered.

"I'm going out for a walk," I said, tossing out a few words.

"Don't stay out too late, come back early!" My mother's nagging followed closely.

When I reached Aunt Deng's door, I hesitated again, pacing back and forth for over ten minutes before finally

steeling myself and reaching for the doorbell.

Damn it!

The timid starve, the bold thrive! I've already done it

, what's there to be afraid of?!

"Ding-dong..."

The crisp doorbell rang.

At the same time, my heart pounded, my legs trembled involuntarily,

and the courage I had painstakingly gathered vanished without a trace with that one ring.

I swear, if Aunt Deng had a wary or suspicious expression when the door opened, I would have turned and run

without a word.

As fast as I could! The door

creaked

open, and Aunt Deng's pretty figure appeared behind it. Seeing me, her face lit up with joy,

and she said with a smile, "You're here! Come in!" She then took my hand and led me inside.

As I grasped Aunt Deng's soft, boneless hand, a dreamlike feeling instantly enveloped me.

My head spun, and my body seemed to give way, leaving me no choice but to be led by Aunt Deng.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, shutting out the cold air from outside and filling the room with a beautiful, enchanting atmosphere.

"Come, sit down!"

Aunt Deng pulled me to the sofa and gestured for me to sit down.

I sat down properly, looking very stiff and nervous, even regretting coming in.

I didn't know what to do with my hands and feet, so I finally put my hands on my knees in a standard military

sitting posture .

Seeing my posture, Aunt Deng chuckled, her face blooming like a flower, and covered her mouth with her hand, saying, "Don't be

so stiff. You used to be very casual, hehe... relax!"

Uh, my face flushed slightly.

I thought to myself: I want to relax too! Be casual? Can things be the same as before?

However, I still lowered my stiff body slightly, trying to appear relaxed, but anyone who

saw the fine sweat on my forehead could easily tell how nervous I was.

Aunt Deng was the same as always, sitting down next to me and chatting with me as usual.

Aunt Deng: "Have you eaten?"

I nodded.

Aunt Deng: "Want to watch TV?"

I shook my head.

Aunt Deng: "Thirsty? Want some drinks?"

I shook my head, then nodded.

"Giggle..."

Aunt Deng laughed again, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me

. I didn't dare meet her gaze, pretending to look around before averting my eyes.

"I'll go get you some drinks."

Aunt Deng stood up, leaving a fragrant trail behind.

Only after that hot body left did my racing heart calm down a little. I swallowed hard, secretly

wiping the sweat from my forehead, inwardly cursing myself for acting like a complete idiot. I wondered if Aunt Deng

was unhappy.

When Aunt Deng came back, she was holding a drink.

"Here you go."

I immediately and carefully took it, sipping it slowly, my eyes fixed on the glass, afraid to look up because

a burning gaze was lingering on my face.

No matter what, I had to act proper, right?

Why was Aunt Deng looking at me like that? What was she thinking?

I'd almost finished the whole glass of water, why was she still staring at me?

My heart was pounding.

"Go take a shower first!"

Aunt Deng suddenly said.

I nodded mechanically, like a robot, doing

whatever .

"Use my towel,"

Aunt Deng said casually, handing me a pink women's towel.

I took it, went into the bathroom, locked the door, and looked at the towel in my hand—pink, with a little rabbit on it,

so cute. I took

a light sniff.

Ah, a faint fragrance, uh, maybe it's just my imagination.

After showering, I was troubled again in the bathroom.

Should I go out wearing only my underwear? Or nothing at all?

Uh, never mind, I'll just wear something.

Stepping out of the bathroom, my heart, which had just started to stir, became tense again. I stood at the bathroom door, not knowing

what to do.

Luckily, Aunt Deng noticed me, smiled slightly, and said, "Watch some TV first." After saying that,

she patted , grabbed her change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

"Splash..."

The sound of water splashing rang out again.

I noticed the bathroom door wasn't locked from the inside; it was just casually closed.

Aunt Deng is really quite casual!

As I idly pressed the remote, the sounds of the television and the shower echoed in the room,

making it feel even emptier and colder.

Aunt Deng's husband is rarely home, and he wasn't here either. Xu Yang, on the other hand, is in middle school

; school started a few days ago, and since it's a boarding school, he has to live there most of the time and only comes home on weekends.

So now, it's just Aunt Deng and me in the house—a lonely man and woman.

Dry wood meeting a flame?

Reflecting on my earlier actions, I realized I was practically invisible, completely restrained, too

tense, too constrained.

Aunt Deng, on the other hand, was very easygoing, as usual, without the slightest discomfort, treating me like a close relative.

She spoke and acted very casually, everything was so ordinary.

It was as if I were a guest in her house; everything was normal.

Normal?

The sound of running water in the bathroom finally stopped. The moment the door opened, Aunt Deng, wearing a silk slip

dress, tilted her head and was drying her hair with a towel. Seeing my gaze, she smiled slightly and

continued tidying her hair.

My heart skipped a beat. This mature, beautiful woman before me, with her elegant demeanor,

long hair, delicate shoulders, snow-white thighs, and pretty little feet, every inch of her body was displayed

before me without any attempt to conceal her exposed beauty.

My breath quickened. I thought, if Aunt Deng doesn't care, why should I?

Forget about normalcy or anything like that.

I no longer concealed my desire, staring intently at Aunt Deng's every move. This woman

possessed a languid charm in every gesture, irresistibly drawing me in.

Aunt Deng swayed her ample figure as she sat down on the sofa. She noticed me staring at her with wide,

unblinking eyes, but without anger. She smiled and said, "Come sit here!"

Just as I stood up, a rapid cell phone ringtone rang, particularly jarring in the quiet room.

It was mine.

I rummaged through my pocket.

Holy crap, Mom!!!

I glanced nervously at Aunt Deng and answered the phone…

"Hello, Mom!"

I whispered.

"Where are you? It's almost ten o'clock, why aren't you home yet?"

"I… I'm at Aunt Deng's house." She added, "Playing with Xu Yang."

"Are you lying to me? You're definitely at an internet cafe."

"I'm not at an internet cafe."

I said this with complete confidence.

"Hmph, then let Aunt Deng answer the phone."

Mom unleashed her ultimate weapon.

I glanced at Aunt Deng uneasily, but she smiled and waved to me, indicating that I should hand her the phone.

The room was empty and quiet, and she could hear the voice on the other end of the line very clearly.

"Hello, Sister Liu."

Aunt Deng started chatting casually.

"Oh, Xiao Qing! Is Xiao Bo really with you?"

"Yes, he's playing with Yang Yang." Aunt Deng lied without batting an eye.

"I'm so sorry, Xiao Qing, for bothering you again."

"It's alright, it's alright, I quite like Xiao Bo too. I see they're having a good time, so why don't we

let him sleep here tonight?"

"This..."

Mom hesitated a bit, not because she was suspicious, because I often slept at Aunt Deng's house, and she

hadn't even noticed that Xu Yang had already started school, assuming that the boy was still at home like me.

My mom was mainly worried that I'd overdo it and ruin tomorrow's plans, and also that I'd cause trouble for Aunt Deng,

making her annoyed. She didn't think much of anything else.

"Hehe, I heard Xiao Bo is leaving tomorrow, and Yangyang is quite reluctant to see him go. Let them play a little longer, don't worry

, Sister Liu, I'm here!"

Aunt Deng played the emotional card again.

"Hehe, then thank you for your trouble, Xiao Qing!"

My mom finally replied with a smile. Actually, with me not home and no one bothering her, she could get a good night's sleep, which was perfect.

"It's alright, Sister Liu." "Goodbye

then."

"Hehe, goodbye, Sister Liu!"

Aunt Deng said with a smile, turning to hand me her phone, giving me a playful wink: "Now no one will bother us!"

My heart skipped a beat again.

Aunt Deng gracefully walked to the window, drew the curtains, blocking out the outside light, and turned off

most of , leaving only a dim small lamp.

The entire room darkened, and a strange feeling lingered in the air.

Is the sex scene finally coming? I thought to myself.

"Hehe, let's watch TV for a bit!"

Aunt Deng said.

Watch TV? I was a little dazed.

But Aunt Deng really did cross her beautiful legs, sitting on the sofa with a serious expression, watching the TV screen.

I sat next to her, inhaling the mature fragrance of a woman, occasionally glancing at her white legs

exposed , so smooth and plump, stretching all the way to the top of her thighs. I

really wanted to reach out and touch them, really wanted to explore the deeper honey source.

All my thoughts were focused on Aunt Deng, and my penis grew harder and harder. If it weren't

for , it would have already sprung up.

I didn't pay attention to what was on TV at all, but Aunt Deng watched it quite intently, laughing heartily from time to time

. Her voluptuous body made my heart itch.

I don't know how much time passed, but every minute and every second was torture for me.

"Sigh, it's over again. We'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Aunt Deng finally spoke, turning to me and saying, "Want something better?" A playful smile flickered in her eyes,

making me feel like everything before had been a deliberate attempt to tease me.

I nodded vigorously, already bored.

Aunt Deng got up, squatted in front of the TV, and started searching for a movie. Because she was squatting, her

full , round buttocks bulged high, forming an alluring curve.

So tempting! I really wanted to immediately pounce on her and fuck her big ass. And from that streamlined, pert shape,

I could tell that Aunt Deng wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Underneath her pajamas, there was only a naked body!!

When Aunt Deng sat back down on the sofa, my gaze was fixed on her. This beautiful woman was too tempting;

I n't get enough of her.

A subconscious glance at the screen almost made me spit out a nosebleed from shock.

On the television was a restricted adult film, and it seemed someone had already watched half of it;

it was now resuming from some point in the middle.

Two naked people were entangled together, the man kneeling between the woman's legs, licking her

vulva intensely.

So stimulating!

I swallowed hard. Had Aunt Deng taken the wrong thing?!

I turned to look at Aunt Deng in shock.

Aunt Deng stared at me with a strange glint in her beautiful eyes, and then, right in front of me, she gently untied the straps

of , revealing her soft nightgown, which slid

down her smooth body without a single sliver of fabric.

Instantly, Aunt Deng's swan-like neck, slender and rounded shoulders, snow-white and delicate skin, and a pair of firm,

full breasts highlighting the unique lines of a woman's beauty, along with her snow-white arms, slender waist, and thick,

dark pubic hair forming a regular inverted triangle, further enhancing the allure.

I felt my jaw tremble uncontrollably.

Aunt Deng didn't say a word, looking at me with her captivating, black, gem-like eyes. She sat quietly to the side,

leaning against the sofa armrest, facing me. She raised one of her fair, beautiful legs and placed it on the sofa,

revealing her alluring vulva in full view.

*Pfft!*

My blood nearly turned to mush, my veins churning.

Beneath the lush pubic hair, there was a pink clitoris, a plump vulva, fleshy labia, and alluring folds of flesh.

The entire vulva was covered in a layer of fresh nectar, glistening, smooth, and translucent in the dim light—

irresistibly tempting. I could clearly smell the exotic fragrance.

Delicious, enticing!

But what followed was even more breathtaking.

I saw Aunt Deng stretch out her slender hand and gently pinch her pink clitoris. She would occasionally insert her fingers into the vagina

and tease it. The glistening vaginal fluid slowly soaked her little hand. Throughout the whole process, she looked at me seductively,

her eyes slightly narrowed, her nimble little tongue licking her lips, and some soft murmurs slowly coming out of her mouth

. She looked like she was enjoying the pleasure of masturbation.

A strange feeling suddenly washed over me.

That's right, no wonder everything that happened today seemed so ordinary yet eerie. It turns out these were all things Aunt Deng

used to do when she was home alone. Everything seemed so natural. The only difference was that I was at her house today!

My mind couldn't hold any other thoughts. Faced with such a sweet and delicious place, I

didn't need anyone's instructions.

As if by instinct, I slowly moved my head closer to Aunt Deng's private parts. Closer and closer,

I could already smell the sweet fragrance, my nose even touching that soft flesh.

I pushed aside Aunt Deng's still-masturbating hands and finally kissed her.

Wet!

Tender!

Sweet!

Just one bite, and I was captivated, eagerly kissing her gently.

Her clitoris was tender and perky; I gently teased it with my tongue, sucking on it softly. Her labia were large and thick; I played with them with

my fingers , licking them with a soft, smacking sound. Her honeyed cave exhaled a warm, sensual breath towards me. I inhaled deeply

, following the fragrance, my tongue probing deep inside, teasing and licking, feeling the warmth within while tasting

the smooth, flowing nectar.

I buried my face in Aunt Deng's vulva, playing with it. Aunt Deng moaned softly in pleasure, her body trembling slightly

with each flick of my tongue. Her small hands would sometimes gently stroke my head, sometimes

press it in forcefully, as if trying to push my head into her honeyed depths.

A small patch of the sofa cushion was already wet, with drops of her juices sliding down her round, plump buttocks.

My penis was already hard. I stood up, quickly pulled down my underwear, exposing my large penis to the air.

Just then, on the television, the roles of men and women were reversed, and the woman was performing oral sex on the man.

Without a word, Aunt Deng already knew what to do. She looked at me seductively, then took my large

glans into her mouth, sucking and rubbing it, the penis slowly disappearing into her mouth.

Aunt Deng, mimicking the way she saw on TV, grasped my large penis, her delicate tongue licking along its shaft, sometimes

sucking and releasing the glans, sometimes holding it in her mouth and shaking it. Although Aunt Deng's oral sex technique wasn't very good, and there was occasional

slight pain, it was precisely this real and tangible feeling that made me feel like I was floating on air.

This beautiful woman in front of me was once again taking the initiative to give me oral sex; even her husband probably hadn't enjoyed such

treatment.

With a soft "plop," Aunt Deng spat out my penis, her face flushed, looking incredibly beautiful. Her lips

were still sticky with saliva; although she seemed unsatisfied, it was clear that her lower mouth was already thirsting and

needed a large penis to quench her thirst and relieve her itch.

Aunt Deng sat back on the sofa, spread her legs, and placed her small hands down, actively using her index and middle fingers to spread her labia,

presenting her honey hole to me, yearning for my favor.

With just one alluring look, I felt as if I had lost my soul, and I took my large penis, leaned in, and placed

the glans against the entrance.

With a gentle rub and a push forward

, my swollen glans finally entered Aunt Deng's vagina once more. The surrounding flesh eagerly

enveloped and imprisoned my large glans, warm and soft. A magical force within the opening

actively drew my glans deeper.

So good!

My glans pushed against the opening, continuing to push forward, more and more tender flesh being pushed open, more and more honey-like fluid soaking

my penis . Although it was already a muddy mess inside, the deeper I went, the more difficult it became for my glans to move forward.

Because Aunt Deng's vagina was so narrow, not only had it been untouched for a long time, but the deeper parts had

also remained unexplored for many years. Therefore, Aunt Deng's entire vagina was like virgin territory, extremely tight.

The honeyed passage was both deep and long, narrow and small, and my glans seemed to be squeezed and deformed by the vagina. However,

such perfect vagina, just inserting into this hole gave me a pleasure no less than having sex with several virgins.

I was ecstatic, while Aunt Deng was experiencing a bittersweet mix of pleasure and pain. Her vagina was a tingling, itchy, and

numbing sensation, like a rollercoaster between heaven and hell, an intense pleasure she couldn't escape.

After inserting three-quarters of my penis, I clearly felt it was becoming increasingly difficult to go any further. Aunt Deng's face was covered in a fine sheen of sweat from

the pain , her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed, which pained me.

Last time I penetrated Aunt Deng, I did it in three steps, penetrating deeper gradually. But

today , I was trying to insert it all at once; my penis was too large, and I worried that Aunt Deng's body couldn't handle it.

Aunt Deng was teetering on the edge of losing herself when she suddenly felt the large thing inside her stop.

She opened her eyes and saw my worried expression, understanding dawning on her.

My concern touched her. She gently bit her lip, nodded at me,

signaling me to continue, while the muscles inside her vagina contracted in encouragement.

I straightened my back, but my large glans had only advanced halfway when Aunt Deng groaned softly in pain. Just as

I was wondering what to do, Aunt Deng wrapped her beautiful legs around my waist, pressed her small hands against my buttocks, and

pushed down forcefully, using both hands and feet simultaneously.

With this push, my large glans, with thunderous force, delivered a beautiful deep thrust,

completely and slamming heavily into her clitoris.

The forceful insertion into that tight crevice pulled the foreskin back, while the smooth glans was

thrust forward. This pull and thrust brought a surge of intense pleasure that overwhelmed me. My urethral opening couldn't hold back any longer and was about to

ejaculate violently. I quickly gritted my teeth and forcibly stopped, and although I managed to hold back,

a considerable amount of semen still leaked out of my urethral opening.

I breathed heavily, while Aunt Deng, from such a deep penetration, felt as if a melon had been broken open,

trembling all over, only able to cling to me with her hands and feet.

Two naked bodies embraced shamelessly, panting, their genitals perfectly

intertwined, a perfect, natural union.

When I sensed the intensity of her hot, full body's response had lessened, I began my natural

duty.

I lifted her hips, gently withdrew, and slowly thrust in again. After twenty or thirty thrusts, I gradually

increased the speed, the movements becoming more forceful, each time plunging in deeply and then withdrawing forcefully.

Aunt Deng was already moaning with pleasure.

With each insertion, she would let out a soft groan.

"Ah!"

The sound was melodious and alluring, filling the entire room.

I became increasingly aroused, watching my large penis thrust in and out of her beautiful, glistening cave—

the visual impact was incredibly strong.

But more importantly, the person moaning beneath my massive cock was none other than Aunt Deng.

This beautiful, mature woman had practically watched me grow up; she had lived

next door since I could remember.

As I grew older, I naturally became more infatuated with women, and such a stunningly beautiful woman—

bright white teeth, full breasts and a curvaceous bottom—was the object of my sexual fantasies, especially when I masturbated

alone .

Although I had been intimate with Aunt Deng once before, today's situation was clearly

different . This beauty I had longed for had actually invited me to fuck her, to pound her cunt.

My large cock pounded into her honey pot, causing it to overflow with lustful juices.

With each withdrawal of the large, thick penis, a large expanse of fresh, delicious tender flesh would be turned inside out, gushing honey-like juices

everywhere , even spraying onto my face.

And when the large, thick penis thrust in hard, the force of the thrust, along with the testicles, slapped heavily against the woman's large

buttocks , "smack!" The sound of splashing water was loud, and her entire vulva was soaking wet, her juices overflowing once again.

So good! So good! So good!

Haha, I wonder what Aunt Deng thinks about being fucked so hard by a man of her nephew's generation?!

It's like she's calling my mother sister and greeting her, while at the same time she's sticking her butt out, actively letting her sister

's son take out his big cock and fuck her hard.

If that guy Xu Yang saw me fucking his mother like this, would he cry and shout for my father?

The more I thought about it, the more excited I got, it was so fucking good.

Fuck her!

I'm going to fuck Aunt Deng until she's unconscious.

Yes, I'm going to shoot all my semen inside her, fill her up completely.

Haha!

My mind went completely wild, swept up in the waves of pleasure, reason completely abandoned. Like a

beast in heat, I lay on top of Aunt Deng's snow-white body, rising and falling, with only one thought in my mind:

Fuck!!

Fuck!!

I'm going to fuck this woman's cunt raw.

My movements were frantic and fierce, each time forcibly pulling the head of my penis to the entrance, then pressing down with a slam, my entire

body weight pressing down, my cock quickly and heavily plunging into the depths of her vagina,

making a "plop plop" sound.

Such merciless deep thrusting only made Aunt Deng feel even more pleasure, her little head shaking wildly,

her face showing a hysterical expression, the tingling sensation in her vagina intoxicating her, something that masturbation could never compare to.

She was already like a wanton woman, her voice rough, constantly demanding that I thrust deeper and faster, clinging to me like

an octopus , her two long, beautiful legs almost breaking my back.

I'd already lost count of how many times I'd thrust in and out; my glans was tingling with pleasure, energy

surging ready to burst forth at any moment.

Then I heard a heavy groan beside me—Aunt Deng had finally climaxed.

As the climax arrived, her vagina contracted violently, squeezing and releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid. Streams

of passionate nectar poured down onto my glans, drenching me.

I couldn't hold back any longer. With a low growl, my glans swelled, and I slammed it hard against her nectar-spurting vulva

. My urethra opened, and "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," thick, pungent semen shot

wildly . Once again, I ejaculated uncontrollably deep inside her vagina. My penis throbbed wildly,

ejaculating for a full minute, filling her vagina to the brim.

So good!

So incredibly good! I gripped her large breasts and sucked on them, finally having my way with this stunningly beautiful woman again, and she let me ejaculate

inside her .

This wonderful feeling was like a dream. If it weren't for the warm, wet sensation of my penis still inside her

, reminding me it was real, I wouldn't have believed it.

Aunt Deng and I lay on the sofa, panting and cuddling.

No one spoke; we were both savoring the afterglow of our climax. Our bodies, one large and one small, one white and one dark,

seemed incongruous, yet so harmonious, a perfect match.

Under the cover of night, another couple successfully abandoned moral constraints, rushing towards pleasurable sexual excitement.

As my penis began to rise, as the vaginal muscles started to contract again, as the beautiful body in my arms began to

gently kiss my face, I knew it was a silent request, and another battle was about to begin.

I lifted my hips and pressed down hard.

"Splash...!"

My penis entered, water sprayed everywhere, and the beauty was delighted.

...

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Someone gently patted my face.

"Xiao Bo, time to get up!"

I groggily opened my eyes and saw Aunt Deng, dressed smartly and looking stunning, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Just as I was about to slip my wicked hand into her deep cleavage, her melodious voice came again.

"Xiao Bo, it's already noon, your mother is calling you!"

Aunt Deng teased.

What?!

I sat up abruptly and frantically went to get dressed.

"Hehe..."

Aunt Deng chuckled softly, "Don't rush, I told her you're still sleeping and will be back soon."

I breathed a long sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, I was so scared! I thought Mom was already at the door.

Damn it, I was tricked!

When I came to my senses, the beautiful woman had already left, leaving only a lingering fragrance.

Looking at the spotless room, I had a strange feeling. Was last night all a dream?

If I hadn't seen myself completely naked, with a faint lipstick mark on my penis, I

would n't have been sure.

You can imagine how crazy last night was. Aunt Deng and I made love nonstop, desperately, relentlessly. From the living room

to the bedroom, from the floor to the bed, the room was covered in semen and vaginal fluid. It went on until I fell asleep.

Aunt Deng's vagina was still gushing white fluid, all from me. My penis was also

covered the lewd juices, a mess that hadn't been cleaned in time.

Now, my entire penis, from the glans to the scrotum, was spotless—Aunt Deng must have done it

. She even playfully kissed my penis.

Thinking about it, my penis seemed to be getting hard again, so I quickly stopped myself and wiped away the lipstick stain; I couldn't

let anyone see.

When Aunt Deng saw me to the door again, I knew it was finally time to say goodbye.

"Xiao Bo, be careful on your way,"

Aunt Deng said with concern, straightening my collar like an elder.

I nodded.

"Xiao Bo, when you go to school, focus on your studies. Don't go looking for pretty girls."

I was taken aback. Although my mother often said this to me,

it sounded different coming from Aunt Deng.

I glanced at her and saw a faint, meaningful smile on her lips.

I nodded again.

As I was about to leave, Aunt Deng leaned down, smiling softly, and whispered, "Remember to come visit when you get back."

Little did I know that with this movement, a large expanse of her white, voluptuous breasts was revealed, and the two

bright red nipples were clearly visible—she wasn't wearing a bra.

My eyes widened again, and I nodded while unconsciously swallowing hard.

Seeing my lecherous look, Aunt Deng's lips curled into a smile.

Caught off guard, I was once again pulled into Aunt Deng's embrace, my head pressing directly against those two full, soft mounds.

So soft and yielding!

I took them into my mouth, sucking and playing with them.

Sweet and delicious, the aroma of milk filled the air.

"Mmm…"

Aunt Deng hummed softly, her lips parting slightly as she slowly uttered three words: "You little 'rascal'!"

…

"Toot…!"

The train's long whistle sounded, melodious and resonant.

I sat quietly, gazing out the window, and it suddenly dawned on me that during last night's wonderful intimacy, I

hadn't uttered a single word throughout my entire night at Aunt Deng's house, simply nodding and shaking my head, like an invisible man who

had taken her. If it weren't for the lingering traces of my semen inside her, it all seemed like a beautiful dream

, surreal and magical.

Beneath the calm exterior, everything seemed so natural; probably no one would believe it, yet it all

truly happened.

And not only that—

as the train receded into the dark night, watching the brightly lit city slowly fade into the distance, I suddenly

felt that it was all so dreamlike, so beautiful, like the magical experiences of my summer vacation, bizarre and wonderful,

like a fantastical dream, yet so real.

A dream?

So real.

My women, wait for me!

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