Aunt Ye's love despite the age gap

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A Love That Transcends Age: Aunt Ye
Author: Unknown
This is the story of me and the aunt next door, the woman I loved most in my life. Every time I think of her
, I cry, because she is now only a memory in my life.
I was only 17 years old that year, the second year my parents had gone abroad. I can't say her surname, given name, or
where she was from. The story is true. Because her son was a wealthy and influential businessman abroad,
highly respected in our area. So, I'll call her Aunt Ye.
Her house was only three buildings away from mine. Because my parents and her son worked in the same country,
we were usually quite close. She watched me grow up; she was several years older than my parents, but I always called her
Aunt . From the time I was old enough to understand, I never met Aunt Ye's husband, and I never asked why. Aunt Ye was usually a
rather serious person; I was even a little afraid of her.
Although Aunt Ye is over fifty, she has a very elegant demeanor. At 156 cm, she's not particularly tall but has a slender
figure , and her skin is well-maintained. The passage of time has left faint marks on her face.
Her high, rounded buttocks and large breasts always arouse me.
Because my maternal grandparents have both passed away, and my parents went abroad, I live alone. I have no
problem with food and drink; my parents send me a considerable amount of living expenses every month. I usually eat at restaurants. Aunt
Ye takes care of the housework for me—washing clothes and cleaning.
She comes to clean my house once a week, so I'm always happy when she comes. Whenever
Aunt Ye is wiping the floor in her shorts, I walk around nearby, greedily stealing glances at her fair
thighs. When she kneels on the floor wiping, her buttocks raised high, you can even see her two
large, hazy , which often makes me want to take advantage of her.
My sexual urges and curiosity, coupled with my teenage years, kept me up all night. I masturbated every night, and
Aunt Ye was always the object of my fantasies. For me, masturbating while thinking about her was incredibly pleasurable; it
made my blood boil.
After a long period of this, I finally couldn't take it anymore. After countless internal struggles, I decided to find a way
to sleep with Aunt Ye, preferably without her knowing. I managed to get a packet of
sleeping pills .
This morning, Aunt Ye came to my house again. I knew she was coming, but I pretended to be asleep in bed, maintaining
a child's sleeping position. This way, Aunt Ye wouldn't be wary of me. She came into my room, saw I was still asleep,
muttered a few words to herself, and left.
Aunt Ye washed my clothes and took them to the rooftop to dry. I ran to the living room and saw a cup of tea she had made.
Nervous immediately took out the packet of sleeping pills from my pocket and poured them into Aunt Ye's hot tea. To avoid being
discovered, I even stirred it with chopsticks; there was no way to tell that I had tampered with it.
Then I sneaked back to my room. A few minutes later, I heard footsteps; Auntie was coming downstairs. I felt both
excited and nervous. I kept watching the time, and after ten minutes, I wanted to go down and check, but I didn't have
the courage. After another ten minutes, I hesitated and told myself to wait a little longer. Then, I
cautiously walked to the door to listen for any sounds downstairs. Then, I carefully went downstairs.
I saw Auntie lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep. I went to her side and gently nudged her.
Seeing Auntie lying on the sofa like she was in a deep sleep, I was stunned and didn't know what to do. My immediate
reaction was to take off her clothes.
My body was trembling uncontrollably; perhaps I couldn't handle the shock. Nervously, I first took off
my own clothes, then sat on the sofa and began to undress the sleeping auntie. I slowly unbuttoned
her outer garment, but she didn't react at all; her body was limp and motionless. At that moment, I couldn't help but secretly
thank my friend for the sleeping potion; it was really effective!
In no time, I had stripped Auntie naked, even her bra, revealing her round, snow-white breasts.
I threw all her clothes aside. Then I unzipped her shorts, unbuttoning them to
reveal her white silk panties.
I could hear my heart pounding. I pulled
the shorts down to her ankles and threw them on the ground. I started pulling down her panties,
my eyes fixed on her eyes as I slowly did so, afraid she would wake up suddenly. But she was fast asleep,
completely unaware of what I was doing.
After removing her panties, a strong, pungent odor filled the air, a scent that aroused my lust to its peak.
I noticed her pubic hair was incredibly thick, unusually black and coarse, almost reaching her navel, and the hair below her
anus was connected to it.
Her entire vulva was exposed before me. That was definitely a plump, luscious vulva. Her labia were slightly
drooping and still quite red. I couldn't resist touching her genitals first. Completely inexperienced, I used my fingers to probe
the inside of her thighs. I felt two tender, already slightly moist, fleshy mounds. After touching them for about ten minutes
, my gaze shifted upwards.
I straddled her thighs, recklessly kneading her large breasts with both hands, my fingers
constantly pinching her dark nipples. I lowered my head and began licking her nipples,
alternating between the left and right. This was such a rare opportunity, so I wouldn't miss a single
part of her body.
I licked every part of her body. Starting from her calves to her thighs, her calves were beautiful,
white and slender with a hint of pink. I kept feeling the skin of her calves with my palms. Her thighs were equally
smooth . Slowly moving upwards, I pervertedly used my tongue to lick her navel. Although it was dirty, I still
felt very excited.
My mouth moved downwards, down her pubic hair, her pelvis, and then to the inside of her thighs.
My face was now directly facing her vulva. I used my hands to spread her legs and lowered my head to lick the
tender flesh of her labia, my tongue probing deeper between them. My saliva covered her entire vulva.
I also licked her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, occasionally sucking on it forcefully. In her sleep, she would
unconsciously let out soft moans, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid would flow from her.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I parted her legs, straddled them over my shoulders, and embraced her.
My waist shifted forward slightly, my penis trembling incessantly. I grasped
the slippery slit between the two tender labia of the aunt's vulva, rubbing it against the vaginal opening.
I swayed my hips, watching my penis slowly penetrate the aunt's vagina. At first, it was a slow in-and-out motion
, but once it was covered in the aunt's juices, it felt very smooth,
and the speed of my thrusts increased. I began to thrust in and out with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.
My eyes were fixed on the aunt's aging face as she slept, my hands pressed against her large buttocks, constantly looking down
at my penis moving in and out of her vaginal opening. The feeling was wet and sticky, so incredibly pleasurable! The thrusts
became faster and faster, and I could hear the "slap slap" sound of my pelvis hitting the aunt's buttocks.
Halfway through, the aunt, who was moaning, slowly opened her eyes. I was, of course, terrified, but what really startled me
was that the aunt didn't push me away, continuing to moan softly. A little embarrassed, I continued to thrust my hips with renewed vigor.
My aunt glared at me with a ferocious expression, her teeth clenched. Then she looked down at my penis thrusting in and
out of her vagina.
"You! How could you... oh... um... how could you... do this to me... ouch...
ouch... oh... um... oh... ouch..."
Her hands were on my stomach, as if resisting and struggling against my penis's thrusting in and out.
But I couldn't feel any strength in her hands. At this moment, she was only trying to maintain her image and
dignity as an elder; this was all she could do.
I continued to thrust vigorously. She frowned, shaking her head violently. She kept muttering softly
, "No...don't do this, ouch...oh...um...oh...um...ouch...
ouch ..."
I thrust in and out at least a hundred times, and the aunt still moaned softly, "No...oh...um...oh...
ouch...ouch...I can't take it...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...oh..."
I looked at the crow's feet around her eyes and the few gray hairs on her forehead, enjoying the pleasure this older woman was
giving . To avoid my gaze, she covered her eyes with one hand. She continued to moan softly
, "...ouch...ouch...oh, so good...um...oh, so good...ouch..." I lowered my head
to kiss her, but she covered her mouth with her other hand.
She kept moaning, "um...ah...oh oh...um um...ah, so good...oh oh...um
um...ah..." The aunt's moans further aroused my lust.
I realized that the aunt was already immersed in our intense sexual desire, and now she was
helplessly in my grasp. Aunt Ye still had a furrowed brow and tightly closed eyes. Her head swayed back and forth
as I thrust into her vagina, and she covered her mouth, clenching her teeth as she moaned softly,
"Ah...ah...oh...so good...ah...ah...I can't take it...ah ah..."
I gripped her buttocks tighter, thrusting deeper and harder. My legs braced against the sofa,
my knees pressing against her buttocks, my hips completely nestled between her legs, all my weight concentrated on
the base of my penis. With each up-and-down, left-and-right thrust of my hips, my fleshy buttocks jerked violently
, up and down, forward and backward, pushing and pulling, my penis pumping
in and out , sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, each thrust a frenzied
release of my pent-up lust within her...
waves of tingling, waves of itching, waves of...
A tingling, pleasurable sensation spread through both of
us from the point where my penis and my aunt's vagina met. Waves of pleasure surged one after another. My aunt moaned, "Oh... um... ah... ouch... ouch..." I gasped for breath, and my aunt
whispered, her voice low and muffled... "Oh... oh... Xiao An... I can't take it... ah no... ah... I can't take it anymore
... so good... ah... um... oh... ah... faster..."
My aunt's buttocks rose high, thrusting forward forcefully, matching each of my powerful thrusts. Then my body
trembled violently, and I... I was drenched in a stream of hot semen from my aunt. We both reached orgasm.
I leaned happily against my aunt's chest, both of us panting. A few minutes later, we calmed down. I
looked up at my aunt; tears streamed down her slightly flushed cheeks. She gently pushed me away,
sat up, and picked up the clothes scattered on the floor. She put them on, one by one. After she finished dressing, she left without looking back.
I was terrified; I was afraid she would call the police. For the next few days, I stayed home, too afraid to go out,
filled with anxiety. More than a week passed, and I still hadn't seen Aunt Ye. After that day, she didn't come to
my house again, until one day I went to hers.
That evening, after dinner, my mother called to say that Aunt Ye was sick and asked me to come and see her.
I made excuses and said I couldn't go, but my mother insisted that I go, saying that
Aunt Ye usually took care of me when they weren't around.
I had no choice but to go, though I was actually quite happy. I hadn't seen Aunt Ye for a few days and
missed her. Plus, I'd been masturbating every day, thinking about that blissful moment with her. Just thinking about it
made me hard again. So I quickly got dressed and ran to Aunt Ye
's house. When I arrived, I knocked on her door with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Aunt Ye opened
the door, her hair down and wearing pajamas. She looked pale and weak. When she saw me, her expression was serious, but she didn't say anything
and just let me in. The living room lights were off. She went into her room, and I followed. She lay down
on the bed and turned on the TV, seemingly not wanting to say anything to me.
I sat on the edge of the bed, and after a few minutes, I said, "I'm sorry, Auntie." She ignored me, continuing
to watch TV. I asked about her health. She just said, "It's nothing, just a cold. I'll be
fine after taking medicine."
I just stood there dumbfounded, staring at the TV, repeatedly saying, "Auntie, I'm sorry."
She replied, "Don't mention that day again. Let's pretend nothing happened."
I lowered my head, pouting like a child who had done something wrong. Tears welled up in my eyes. I really
wanted her forgiveness.
Perhaps she knew I had admitted my mistake, looking at me kindly and saying, "Let bygones be bygones. It's okay
, I'm fine. You can go back now."
Seeing that she was willing to talk to me, I was much happier, and a smile appeared on my face. She shook her head...
Shaking her head, she muttered to herself, "She really is a child."
I thought to myself, "I'm not a child at all. The other day you kept complaining about not being able to take it anymore." Seizing the opportunity, I said, "Auntie, you have a cold. I'm not leaving today ; I'll stay here with you." She said, "No, you should go back. I'm fine ." I insisted on staying, but she kept saying no. Then I looked at her sincerely and said, "You've always taken care of me. Now that you're sick, I should repay you. I'll take " Seeing that she couldn't win against me, perhaps moved by my words, and having no better reason to refuse, she let me stay. I jumped for joy. She said, "Go wash your face; you're as dirty as a little pig." I immediately went to the bathroom, humming a little tune as I washed my face and feet. I even washed my precious toilet bowl. I thought to myself, I'll definitely need it tonight. When I finished washing and entered Auntie's room, I found the TV was off, and the light had been replaced with a bedside lamp. The scene was very warm and cozy. I took off my coat and crawled into bed. At first, I didn't dare move and just pretended to be asleep. Then I thought about the scene of me raping my aunt that day. Women say no, but once it's inside, they... oh... um... oh... At that moment, I don't know where the strength came from, but my hands started to roam over my aunt's body. I saw that she didn't resist me, she just acted like she was sleeping. I knew very well that she wasn't asleep at the time. As my hands caressed her, her breathing began to become rapid. I seemed to be able to hear her rapid heartbeat. My hands kept moving down and stopped at the inside of my aunt's thighs. I put my hand inside her pajama bottoms and touched her vulva through her underwear, while my aunt pretended to be half asleep and gently swayed her buttocks. I simply sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, and used my hands to take off my aunt's pajama bottoms and underwear. She slightly raised her buttocks, and now the only thing she could do was gently sway her buttocks to show a little resistance, but this pitiful little resistance had no effect at all. I quickly pulled down her panties, then spread her legs wide. Her genitals were already soaking wet , her labia opening and closing like a pair of small mouths. She closed her eyes tightly in shame, turning her head to the side, not daring to even try to cover herself, simply letting my eyes admire her mature body. At that moment , my heart was pounding at least a hundred times per minute. I immediately shamelessly pressed my face against hers, greedily sucking on her genitals, and teasing her clitoris with my tongue. She consciously used her hands to spread her labia apart, allowing my tongue to fully enter her vagina. The aunt continued to moan softly: "...Ah...ah...so...comfortable...ah...ah...oh...ah ...so...comfortable...oh...Xiao An...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah ...I...so comfortable...ah...ah...ah...so...comfortable...ah..." Her vaginal fluids continued to gush out. I picked up my engorged, steel-hard penis, rubbed it against the entrance of the aunt's vagina, and then, with a large amount of vaginal fluid, thrust it all the way in. The aunt's body twitched slightly. She moaned, "...ah...ah...oh... oh...oh...gently...gently...um...oh..." Later, as the fluids gushed out, her movements gradually quickened and intensified, and I grabbed her bouncing breasts and kneaded them. At this point, the aunt's cries grew louder and louder, "...Ah...ah...so...comfortable...ah...oh... ah...so...comfortable...oh...Xiao An...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah... I...can't...can't...can't...can't...ah...oh...um..." I lifted one of her legs and placed it on my shoulder, my penis smoothly thrusting in and out of her wet hole in the mud. I knelt on her other leg and thrust hard, kissing that leg, from the knee to the instep, and back from the ankle to the popliteal fossa. After repeating this several times, I held her beautiful feet and kissed them. "Ah...ah...Xiao An...no...oh...oh...oh...ouch...ouch...oh...ah ...you...you...ah...ah...ah, I can't take it...ah...I can't...I can't take it...ah...oh...oh ...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...I can't take it anymore..." As I kissed the soles of her feet, Auntie's vaginal cavity contracted sharply, and hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto my glans; she had an orgasm. When her sucking gradually stopped, I turned Auntie's body over so she was lying face down on the bed, dragging her limp body to the edge, her left leg dangling off the bed while her right leg was curled up beside it. I touched her lower body; it was indeed still wet and slippery. After rubbing it a few times with my palm, her buttocks began to move. I slowly inserted my erect penis into Auntie's body; she trembled slightly and then reacted again. I held her buttocks with my hand and thrust in hard, all the way in. "Gently, oh...oh...oh ...oh..." After a dozen or so thrusts, her desire was aroused again. This position made my penetration smoother and also gave me a novel feeling. She began to sway her buttocks in rhythm with my movements. I continued to thrust in and out, occasionally shaking my buttocks. This created intense . Each time I turned my hips, she moaned louder, "...you're...killing me...oh...um ...ah...ah...ah...ah...oh...um...oh...um...oh...ouch...so good... oh...um..." I adjusted the angle again and began to thrust faster. With each rapid entry into her throat, she made loud, muffled sounds, "oh...um...oh...ouch...so good...oh...um...so good...ah ...Xiao An...no...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...you're...you're...killing me... oh...um...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah... I can't take it anymore..." Every time the head of my penis hit her clitoris, she would tremble slightly and shake her head vigorously. I bent down and kissed her neck and earlobes, my hands slipping under her body to knead her nipples while thrusting in and out forcefully , pulling completely out and plunging in fully, the loud 'slap, slap' sounds accompanied by soft moans that only fueled my excitement. It was unbelievable that even at her age, she had so much juice. I turned her around, making her lie spread-eagled on the edge of the bed, and stood on top of her, lifting her legs with my hands as I continued my frenzied thrusting. I could clearly see her large breasts bobbing .

After more than a hundred thrusts, we were both drenched in sweat. As my movements quickened, her reactions
intensified … “Ah…ah…so…good…ah…ah ah…oh…ah…ah…so…good
…oh…Xiao An…ah…ah ah…oh…oh…oh…ah…ah…I…no…no…can…
ah…” She lifted her buttocks higher, cooperating with my forceful thrusts.
This time, the intercourse lasted for more than half an hour. That night, I fucked Auntie three times, using many
different , even having her kneel on the bed with her buttocks raised so I could fuck her freely. As a result, Auntie had five orgasms (I
could feel it; each time she orgasmed, she would always ask me to stop). When I woke up the next morning, Auntie had already
prepared breakfast. Her face was rosy, and she looked exceptionally energetic! She didn't look like she had just had a cold at all.
Afterwards, Aunt Ye made me promise that I could only sleep with her one night a week. That one night, I could play to my heart's content, and
we made love at least three times—it was so amazing! She was also worried about damaging my health. She promised to
always cherish me. I really liked Aunt Ye. From then on, I had a worry: I was only 17 years old
, and Aunt Ye was 54. I was afraid that one day she would leave me…
I lived happily with Aunt Ye for five years, having sex no less than three hundred times. Through her, I
learned that mature women are the most beautiful. I was 22 years old when she passed away in autumn…
She left me with her last words: “An’an, thank you. I’m so happy to have watched you grow up. An’an, I’m sorry, it
’s not that Auntie couldn’t bear to leave you. It’s time for Auntie to go. If I were still alive, I was afraid I would hold you back;
you still need to get married and have children.” She closed her eyes with a happy smile. I cried…
I miss my Aunt Ye so much, I love her! From then on, I also deeply admired mature women, which is
my understanding of female aesthetics since I was 17. I'm a 26-year-old young man now.
[The End]

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