Living with my aunt

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Back then (ten years ago), I was a senior in high school, in June, a month before the college entrance exam and more than six months before my 18th birthday. To prepare for the exam, I stopped living in the dorms and instead stayed in my aunt's house. Since my aunt had bought an apartment, this detached, tiled house had been empty. Later, a friend of my uncle's bought and was renovating a house and said they needed to stay there temporarily, so I ended up living with this family of three. The man worked at the same company as my uncle, often working late nights. The woman worked at the transportation bureau. They also had a twelve-year-old daughter in middle school. The house I lived in was a small courtyard house. In the front were three single-story houses, with a small passageway in the middle, and a storage room and kitchen on either side. Inside was a small courtyard of about ten square meters, followed by three more tiled houses. The middle room was the living room, and the easternmost room was the master bedroom, a large room, which I naturally occupied. The west wing consisted of two separate rooms, one large and one small. The larger room was for the couple, and the smaller one for their daughter. There was a window between the two rooms, which could be opened, but the curtains were usually drawn, perhaps to prevent their daughter from seeing them being intimate. The couple treated me quite well, but I was always at school, leaving early and returning late, so I didn't interact with them much. Their room was usually locked, but they only had one key, which they kept in the shoe cabinet by the entrance, assuming I didn't know it. One afternoon, the family wasn't home; school was closed for half a day. While reviewing my lessons, I suddenly became curious and wanted to go into their room. So, I mustered my courage, took the key, and opened the door. It was very tidy; the furniture belonged to my aunt, and the bedding on the bed was neatly folded. I opened the box under the bed and was stunned. It was filled with my aunt's underwear, all sorts of things. I had never handled women's underwear before. But my penis did become aroused. I rummaged through the cabinets and found several magazines at the very back. Opening them, I was also stunned; they were full of pornographic content and pictures. My heart was pounding. But the more I looked, the more uncomfortable I felt, so I emptied out all of my aunt's underwear, picked out the sexiest one (I later learned it was lace), and masturbated. I ejaculated on the floor shortly after, of course, I didn't dare ejaculate on her underwear. I cleaned up the scene, locked the door, and ran to my room. I worried all night. When they came back and I saw my aunt the next day, she still greeted me happily, which put my mind at ease. Actually, this aunt was very beautiful. She wasn't very tall, around 162cm, with a great figure, large, round breasts and buttocks, and fair skin. Her hair was the typical short style of a woman in her early thirties, making her look very generous and capable. But sometimes her eyes seemed strange; later I realized it was the seductive, lustful look that only a mature woman would give. That uncle was very ugly; now I think they were mismatched. After the first time I went into their room to admire my aunt's secret, I went in a few more times, and afterwards I always paid close attention to my aunt's daily behavior. I also deliberately stayed home longer to study. One day at noon, when I came home from school, my aunt was washing clothes in the yard. She was bending over to take clothes out of the washing machine when I saw her round buttocks sticking out. She was wearing very sheer white shorts, and I could see her sexy underwear underneath. My penis suddenly got hard. I greeted my aunt and quickly ran to my room, watching her masturbate through the window. One night, around 10:30, someone knocked on the door. The uncle wasn't there; the little girl was already asleep. My aunt and I both came out and opened the door together. It was my uncle, who had drunk a lot. We helped him to the living room, and he said some drunken things about studying hard. My aunt gave him some water and told me to go study, saying she would take care of him. Later, around midnight, my uncle came in and told me to rest. Then he closed my door. I could tell from the noise that he hadn't left and went into my aunt's room. After that, I don't know what happened. The next day, I left early and didn't see my aunt. From then on, I was convinced that my aunt was a promiscuous woman. A later opportunity confirmed my suspicions. It was noon; I usually don't go home at noon, but I'd forgotten my study materials and went back to get them. When I entered, only my aunt was home. I greeted her and went inside. After a while, just as I was about to leave, I heard a knock at the door. I saw my aunt open it, and a man came in—I couldn't see his face clearly, only his back. He went into my aunt's room. I pretended to go to the bathroom, passing by my aunt's room, only to find that she had drawn the curtains. I heard voices talking, but couldn't make out what they were saying. I went back and pretended to close the door, but actually didn't go in; I quietly hid outside my aunt's door. At first, there was no sound, but then I heard my aunt's flirtatious voices, followed by her moans. At the end of May, the weather was getting hotter. The little girl had finished her exams and went to her grandmother's house. One morning, I woke up and found the little girl's room door open. Suddenly, I thought that if I went in, I could see what was going on in my aunt's room. So I sneaked in. What I saw and what happened next is something I'll never forget. My aunt was lying alone on the bed, fast asleep, wearing a nightgown, her breasts rising and falling rhythmically. The nightgown was lifted up to her waist, and looking down, I saw she wasn't wearing anything. At that moment, I felt my penis instantly harden. My aunt's skin was very fair, with a small tuft of dark pubic hair, making it difficult to see her vulva clearly. Suddenly, my aunt turned over, and I was so startled I almost threw up. Looking at her again, I felt like I was going to run out of oxygen; her round, white buttocks were facing me, and her beautiful vulva was exposed before me. At that moment, I did something I never even dared to imagine. I stripped naked, climbed onto the desk, and stepped through the window from the small room onto my aunt's bed. Just as my feet touched the bed, my aunt woke up. She paused for a few seconds, then asked, "What are you doing?" I didn't care and immediately pounced on her, groping and kissing her. My aunt resisted a few times, but didn't scream. Seeing that I couldn't resist, I covered my face with the sheet and began excitedly groping my aunt's breasts and body. Having no experience whatsoever, only having read about it in books, my groping and kissing were indiscriminate, and I suspect my aunt wasn't very comfortable. I kissed my aunt's private parts and tried to insert my penis, but I couldn't get it in. At that moment, I suddenly realized that this might ruin my life, so I cried. My aunt stopped resisting and asked why I was crying and why I had done this. I lied and told her that my pen was out of ink, and I went to the small room to find my sister's pen ink, but I saw my aunt and thought she was so beautiful that I couldn't control myself. At this point, I was still naked, sitting on one of my aunt's legs. My aunt paused for a moment and said to me, "Go to school quickly, don't tell anyone about this." Out of fear and worry, I immediately rushed out of the house and ran away. When I returned home that night, my aunt's door was ajar, and she was still home alone. I struggled in my room for a long time before finally knocking on my aunt's door. My aunt asked me what was wrong, and I said I wanted to apologize. She asked me to sit on the bed, saying she understood how I felt and told me not to overthink it. I was very grateful and said I would do anything she asked. For some reason, a woman's tenderness seemed to appear in my aunt's eyes again. She put her hand on my shoulder, and I leaned into her arms. My aunt said she wanted to teach me what a woman is. I didn't quite understand. My aunt took off her clothes and showed them to me. I couldn't help but hug my aunt and kiss her breasts passionately, maybe too hard, because she kept frowning. Then my aunt lay on the bed and had me lie on top of her. My aunt kept holding my penis. I don't know when, but the head of my penis felt a warm embrace. My aunt had taken my penis for the first time. My penis was almost inside, and my aunt started moaning. I didn't know what she was moaning about. My aunt started guiding me to thrust, and after a few thrusts, I found the rhythm. After about twenty thrusts, I felt like I was about to ejaculate. My aunt sensed something was wrong and suddenly pulled my penis out with her hand just as I was about to ejaculate. The instant it came out, I ejaculated, all over my aunt. My aunt patted my butt and asked if I was tired. I said no, and she told me to hurry up and do my homework. The next morning, when I got up to wash, I couldn't resist going into the small room again. This time, my aunt was lying on the bed with her eyes open, smiling and saying to me, "Little rascal, come in, the door's unlocked." I went into my aunt's room, onto the bed, and she took off her clothes and actually put my penis in her mouth. I almost ejaculated then. After she kissed me for a while, my penis became incredibly hard. I wasn't idle either; I vigorously rubbed my aunt's breasts. When I touched my aunt's vulva, I found her vaginal fluid flowing down her thighs. Without saying a word, I pressed my aunt down on top of me again, but I couldn't find the entrance. My aunt guided me in with her hand. Having learned from the previous night's experience, I thrust in and out repeatedly. My aunt kept moaning and muttering things like, "It's too big, too deep, it feels so good." After a few dozen thrusts, I felt I was about to ejaculate again. Afraid that my aunt would pull out, I held her hands down and thrust harder. My aunt understood my intention and shook her head vigorously, saying, "Don't ejaculate inside."The more she struggled, the deeper I seemed to penetrate her, until finally I ejaculated inside her. My aunt stopped resisting and just convulsed. I thought she was going to die; it terrified me. I pulled out and saw thick semen flowing smoothly down her buttocks onto the bed. She quickly got up and grabbed some tissue to cover herself. She scolded me, saying, "Why did you insist on going in when I told you not to? I'm not safe!" At the time, I didn't understand what she meant, but later I learned she was afraid of getting pregnant. From then on, even when my uncle was home, I would secretly kiss my aunt a few times in the kitchen or bathroom, and touch her round breasts and buttocks. About ten days before the college entrance exam, my aunt moved out after her new house was renovated. I was so focused on preparing for the exam that I didn't see her again. After the exam, I ran into her on the street one day, and we went to her house and had sex again. I haven't seen her since, since I went to university. Looking back now, I still cherish those short years.

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