My aunt's feet smell good

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My former neighbor, a young woman around 35 years old, was very pretty and had a graceful demeanor. Her two slender, fair legs were always a point of interest for me. She and her husband were both white-collar workers in a joint venture company. Initially, she quit her job to have a baby and focus on raising her son.

Her husband worked even harder for the family, often traveling for work. To cope with loneliness, she bought a game console and played it while her son slept, quickly becoming addicted. She often asked me to play with her. Over time, we became quite familiar and comfortable with each other. At that time, I was still an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. One day, I was off school, and my parents were off work. Bored, I went to my neighbor's house to play the game.

Because the console was in the bedroom, I had to wear slippers, and her black-socked feet weren't visible, so I wasn't fully focused on the game. After playing for a short while, she said the game was too old and suggested buying a new one. She asked me to play with her, which I was very happy to do. She told me to wait for her at the door while she changed her clothes.

Not long after, my aunt strolled out of the house. I was stunned. She wore a colorful sheer stocking skirt, paired with brightly colored high heels, and alluring long black stockings, plus a strong scent of floral perfume. I was almost speechless. "Hey, silly boy, what are you looking at?" my aunt asked, turning her head slightly. "Auntie, you're so beautiful!" I replied without thinking. "Auntie's old, what's so beautiful about her?" she asked without malice. "Auntie, who said that? You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" "Honestly, is Auntie really that beautiful?" my aunt asked with a smile. "Yes, I've never lied!" I said sincerely.

My aunt smiled and hugged me as we left. We first went to a large market, but couldn't find a good game. Finally, we found a game we liked in a small shop. It was already past midnight, so we ate at a small shop and didn't get home until after midnight. When we got home, my aunt was busy connecting the game console in the bedroom. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands and noticed the high heels she had just been wearing. I secretly picked them up and sniffed them; a faint smell of foot odor mixed with the scent of fur hit me. I figured my aunt must have been very tired yesterday, and my chance had come. [Silly boy, what are you doing? Come on!] [Coming!] I replied casually.

We went into the bedroom. As soon as I entered, I exclaimed, [So tired! Auntie, aren't you tired?] [It's better if you don't say it, now that you say it, my feet are really sore!] she said, rubbing her feet. Hearing this, I enthusiastically asked, [Do you need me to massage them for you?] [That would be too much trouble! We're going to play games together!] [What's there to be embarrassed about? Anyway, this game can't be played two-player.] Seeing her hesitation, I said, "If not, each of us can play for an hour. You go first!" She quickly shook her head.

Because my aunt was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs dangling, I could only sit on the floor. Watching her begin her game, I carefully picked up one of her woolly socked feet and gently removed the slippers from her foot, pulling it behind her back. I carefully examined this fair and tender beauty: it was so alluring, after a day's walk, now it was in my hands, free from the constraints of high heels. The fair and tender instep was well-covered, without calluses, only a flat, round patch of hard skin on the heel, probably from wearing high heels. The hard sole, the perfectly shaped, fleshy forefoot and heel with a light pale hue—such beautiful feet! My mouth watered. This was the type of woman's feet I loved most. I began to caress her feet with utmost gentleness. I started from the heel, gradually moving through the arch to the toes. I used my thumb to apply subtle pressure to the sole of her foot, making circular motions. Then I gradually moved towards the arch of her foot, kneading her big toe and gently pulling it from the base of the toe to the tip. My aunt's whole body began to tremble. I moved my palm to the outside of her foot, gradually massaging towards the heel. My hands held her heel, gently squeezing it with my palms, moving from the heel to the arch. Then, my thumb pressed against the sole of her foot, kneading it continuously. Initially, when my aunt wasn't paying attention, I brought my nose close to her sole and took a deep breath. A cool, slightly pungent odor from her feet mixed with a cool, slightly scented fur rushed out, and I almost felt intoxicated... I looked at her clean, soft feet from left to right, and finally couldn't resist licking them. "[How are it? Are my feet smelly?]" she suddenly asked, startling me so much that my face turned bright red.

She hadn't been so focused on playing the game. I blushed and said, "[No, Auntie's feet don't smell bad, they smell really good!]" "[Really?]" As she spoke, one of her feet automatically moved closer to my mouth, playfully rubbing against my lips with her foot. "I've long noticed your interest in my hairy-stockinged feet, come on!" she said, her other foot wriggling in my hand. Seeing my aunt's posture, I couldn't possibly let such a good opportunity pass me by. I immediately grabbed one of her feet near my mouth and put it in, gently sucking on it. The flesh on her hairy-stockinged toes was soft and incredibly tender. I greedily sucked on her hairy-stockinged foot, while my other hand stroked her other hairy-stockinged foot. At that moment, she seemed to calm down as well. This feeling was an irresistible temptation, one I can never forget.

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