When I was young, Hongling taught me what it meant to be a woman.

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When I was a teenager, Aunt Hongling taught me about the pleasures of womanhood.

One day after school, I found a large group of people at my house—about twenty or thirty. Usually, only my
grandparents were home; my parents were away, and the seven or eight rooms seemed quite empty. So many people suddenly appeared, which
was exciting. My grandfather told me they were river workers, there to repair the river west of our village, and they would be staying with us
for a few months ; we were their landlords. The river they were repairing was an artificial canal where my friends and I used to sneak around swimming in the summer; they
were going to widen and deepen it.

There were three women among them, all around twenty years old. I became familiar with them all in just half a day.
I called them aunts—Hongling, Meizi, and Qin, those were their names. Aunt Hongling was the prettiest
and spoke very frankly. To them, I, a teenager, was still a child. I remember that as soon as we met, Aunt Hongling kissed me
on the cheek and said, "This child is really beautiful," probably trying to flatter me, her little landlord. The men
lived in several rooms with makeshift beds on the floor, all packed together. My three aunts shared a kang (heated brick bed) with my grandmother.
I usually slept with my grandmother, while my grandfather slept in the side room. He had to get up at night to feed the livestock. In the
countryside a kang could easily sleep six or seven people, so my grandmother, the three aunts, and I
slept on one kang.

During the day, the men went to dig the river, returning for lunch. Some rode bicycles home in the evening. My aunts, Hongling, Meizi,
and Qin, were responsible for cooking for the men. It was winter, the off-season for farming, and the weather was very cold. Every night, my grandmother
would heat the kang until it was very warm, making it comfortable to sleep on. I also slept with them. I was just a child,
and they didn't avoid me when they slept. I was too young to understand anything, and I often saw my three aunts' fair skin,
simply finding it beautiful. I loved sleeping next to Aunt Hongling. She had a lovely, fragrant scent,
so I slept beside her every night. Sometimes I even warmed her bed. When they finished their chores and were ready to sleep,
Aunt Hongling would praise me, making me feel very proud. Grandma and the other girls got along very
well .

In the evenings, Grandma would go out to play cards and usually come back very late. After I finished my homework, I would crawl into Aunt Hongling
's bed. When they came to sleep, I would say, "Aunt Hongling, I've warmed your bed, come and sleep!"

Aunt Mei would come up and gently pinch my cheek, saying, "Little one, all you do is warm your Aunt Hongling's
bed ?"

Aunt Qin, standing nearby, would also say, "Little Dong, grow up quickly, and I'll find you a wife as beautiful as your Aunt Hongling."

Embarrassed, I quickly covered my head with the blanket.

Aunt Hongling scolded the two of them, "Don't bully our Little Dong!"

The three of them would then laugh and start taking off their clothes to sleep.

I started to ask to go back to my own bed, but Aunt Hongling pressed me down and said, "Sleep with your aunt, your
bed is cold." Before I could agree, she crawled in.

Meizi and Qin laughed and said, "Sleep with your Aunt Hongling, she smells so good."

So I obediently stayed still. I was so embarrassed that I closed my eyes. I felt Aunt Hongling lying close to me.
Because the kang (heated brick bed) was very warm, she was only wearing underwear and a small vest. I could feel her smooth thighs and soft
abdomen. It was the first time I had slept in the same bed with someone else. I was very excited and couldn't sleep at all. After the light was turned off,
Aunt Hongling hugged me tightly. My face was pressed against her chest, and her two large breasts were also pressed against my face.
I could hear her pounding heartbeat and her two nipples through her thin underwear. After a while, I heard Meizi and
Qin snoring softly. The kang (heated brick bed) was probably too warm, so Honglinggu took off her undergarments. Her plump
breasts slid down onto my face, and I felt incredibly comfortable against them. Instinctively, I rubbed against her cleavage.
She gently patted my bottom and whispered, "You're so naughty, want some milk? Go ahead and eat it if you want."

She then put her nipple in my mouth. Suddenly, I felt a strange urge and hugged
Honglinggu , sucking hard on her breasts. Honglinggu's hands caressed my body,
and her legs were tightly wrapped around mine. Sometime later, I realized my underwear was gone. My naked
body was between Honglinggu's legs, and I felt as if I were lying in my mother's arms.

Hongling's hands roamed over my body, slowly moving to between my legs, gently kneading my
penis. Oh my god, no one had ever touched that area before! The sensation of touching it was so
wonderful ! And my penis suddenly became big and hard—it felt so good. My head was spinning. I heard
Hongling's breathing quicken. Then she took my hand and placed it between her legs,
rubbing it against that hairy area. So this is what a woman's crotch feels like! I felt a strange excitement.
Her area became wet and slippery, getting my hand all over it. I whispered, "Auntie, what's wrong here?"

She whispered back, "Don't talk," and before I could react, she silenced me with a kiss, her tongue exploring my
mouth. Instinctively, I sucked on her tongue and saliva.

After that, every night Hongling and I played this game. She guided my hand into her
body , starting with one finger, then three. Her insides were incredibly mysterious to me
. My tiny, innocent hands explored that magical place countless times, my hands covered in her fluids,
feeling . Each time,
I felt like I needed to pee, but couldn't, yet it felt much better than actually urinating. So, during the day,
I imitated Hongling's hands, caressing my own penis
until I felt that urge to urinate. Finally, one time, under Hongling's caresses, something spurted out of my penis, getting all over her
hand. I was terrified. She said, "It's okay, little one, you're almost a grown-up."

Once, she kissed my penis with her mouth, and I almost screamed from pleasure. She covered my mouth, rolled over, and
pinned me beneath her, letting me rest my head on her supporting arm. With her other hand, she
placed the place where my hand had been many times before, and gently pressed down. My penis entered a
place I had never been before—warm, moist, like my bed. I wanted to stay there forever. She
writhed on top of me, and soon I ejaculated again, accompanied by
a strange pleasure emanating from my bones. I also felt the flesh of the place surrounding my penis, the place called Honglinggu, contracting and relaxing. It was truly...
It felt so good to be here. Afterwards, she covered me in sweat and fell into a deep sleep. I, too, couldn't keep my eyes
open and slept soundly...

But the good times didn't last long. The river was finished, and Aunt Hongling was leaving. Hearing this news almost made me cry; I was heartbroken for
a long time. However, Aunt Hongling and my family were very close, and she often came to visit,
staying for . I had grown a few years older and was now half a head taller than Aunt Hongling, so we could no longer sleep
in the same bed openly. But when Grandma and Grandpa weren't home, we could be intimate during the day. I was a man now, and
at seventeen, I had endless fantasies about women. I turned my fantasies into reality with Hongling. I
was no longer passively beneath her. I would use my not-so-strong but powerful arms to lift her onto the kang (
a heated brick bed), eagerly strip her clothes off, and greedily kiss her fair and plump body. Under her
guidance bury my head between her legs, licking her vulva and sucking her fluids. My tongue would enter
the fleshy hole that my penis had once entered.

Hongling would lift her buttocks, her legs tightly clamping my head until I couldn't breathe. Then I would kneel before her
, and she would hold my now-grown penis, leaning forward to let me penetrate. I could ejaculate inside her
several times without having to come out. At that time, I was insatiable, like a hungry wolf that could never be full. Under my
onslaught no longer worried about being heard and would shout loudly. I considered myself a genius, having learned to
do *that* with Hongling from behind without a teacher, because I loved her fair, plump, and alluring buttocks. I would stand
on the ground, make her lie face down on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), stick her buttocks out, and frantically thrust into her, listening to her
moans, whether of pleasure or pain.

Then one day, bad news arrived: Hongling was getting married. What I found even more unbearable was that she
was marrying someone from our village—it was an exchange marriage. Do you know what an exchange marriage is? It was a scheme where men and women from two families would swap partners, mostly
because one family couldn't find a wife. Hongling, a beautiful young woman, married a bachelor in
his forties sister married Hongling's somewhat mentally challenged brother, who also couldn't find a wife
. I can't imagine how that forty-year-old bachelor vented his pent-up
sexual desires on Hongling. He was also frequently violent towards her. Hongling considered divorce, but if she did,
her sister-in-law would also divorce her brother. So she endured it all. Many times, Hongling
cried in my arms, confiding in me, but I was powerless to help. She never asked anything of me because I was still a student.

She just endured it all with unwavering strength. My heart was breaking. I studied hard and left that place that caused me so much pain.

Later, I got into university and left home, but I never forgot my Aunt Hongling. How is she now?

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