[The Pilot's Wife - My Aunt] (Complete) Author: TONY

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Title: The Pilot's Wife - My Aunt

Author: Tony

My third aunt is the most beautiful of my aunts. Due to her job, she fell in love with and married a handsome pilot, and they were very loving after marriage. However, because pilots often had to train and fly missions, my third aunt was often left alone in her room. At that time, she didn't have children yet, so she often invited her sisters to stay at her house for a few days, and I often went to her house with my mother.

I remember I was very young then, probably not even in elementary school yet, or maybe in first grade! Once, we were invited to her dormitory, and when we arrived, we found that all four of her sisters were there. That night, they started playing mahjong, and during the game, a neighbor from next door also came to join in the fun. It was really lively!

I think anyone who has lived in a military dependents' village, especially in the early days, knows that the buildings in military dependents' villages were very simple. The pilot's dormitory was relatively spacious and comfortable compared to other military dependents' villages. However, the bathroom was in a corner of the kitchen, and a curtain was all that was needed! It was because of this curtain that I witnessed the hardships of life for military dependents in the early years.

That evening, while the adults were busy playing cards, I went to the guesthouse with other neighborhood kids to watch a movie. It was quite late when the movie ended. When I returned to my aunt's house, I wanted to pee in the bathroom. Unfortunately, my third aunt was taking a shower. Through the thin curtain, I saw her scrubbing her shapely body under the 60W candlelight.

I hesitated, too afraid to go in. I ran to my mother, but she was engrossed in the game and impatiently led me to the bathroom, yanked open the curtain, and said to my aunt, "Help him pee, and help him bathe too!"

I was very embarrassed and hid behind my mother. After saying

that, my mother went back to the card table. My aunt, also somewhat embarrassed, called me into the bathroom, then closed the curtain and told me to take off my pants to pee. I glanced at her; she was squatting down with her back to me, busy rinsing the soap suds off her hair. I saw that she was still covered in soap suds, running down her neck, shoulders, and back, all the way to the ends of her full, shapely buttocks, before dripping onto the floor. Deep in her cleft, there was a dark, mysterious area. I just stared blankly, almost forgetting I needed to pee!

The auntie's eyes were probably wet with shampoo; she closed them tightly, then stood up and turned to the wall on my side, fumbling for the showerhead switch. So, I was less than 20 centimeters away from her genitals!

This was the first time I'd seen a woman's private parts so closely. I remember her pubic hair, sticky and curled clockwise by the soap suds, allowing me to see her vulva from below: her labia majora weren't very large, and there was sparse pubic hair, but I remember the shape of her labia minora. They were slightly parted, and not the same size, with some dark pigmentation on the flesh, and thick soapy water dripping from them.

After she finished washing, I watched her dry herself with a towel: she tilted her head to the side to dry her ears and neck, and raised her arm to dry her armpits. She didn't have much hair there, but she dried them very carefully.

Then she started drying her breasts. What was her breast size? Judging by my current imagination, it was probably a 34B!

She first wiped the lower edge of my breasts, then proceeded to wipe the entire breast in circular motions from the inside out. Afterward, she wrung out the towel and continued wiping my stomach. Then she stretched the towel into a strip, wrapped it around her back, and alternately wiped her back, crossing it left and right. Then, she held the towel with both hands, supporting her buttocks, and wiped them from side to side. I saw

her buttocks even swaying from side to side! How strange! She stopped wiping there, and I was startled, wondering what was wrong with her! I think she only remembered me then! Then she coiled her hair in her hands and turned around to help me bathe.

How did she help me bathe? I can't remember anymore; I only remember her face was flushed and so beautiful!

At first, she was standing while washing me, so I only remember her breasts swaying back and forth. I curiously reached out and touched her breasts; they felt so soft! She giggled shyly, trying to block my little hands with her hands, and even threatened to tell her mother I was doing something naughty.

Then she sat on a small stool and continued washing me. At first, she was quite modest, keeping her legs together and covering her genitals with a towel, then using her legs to cover her breasts. But as she washed me, her legs spread wide, and the towel covering her genitals was now only hanging on one thigh. Therefore, I could already glimpse her breasts and the rosy part inside her labia minora.

When she was about to wash my feet, she lifted me up and sat me on her lap. Now, part of my body was against her soft breasts, and one of my feet was touching her pubic hair! The feeling of touching a woman's pubic hair for the first time was truly profound—hairy and prickly, not as soft as hair, nor as stiff as my father's beard.

After we finished washing, she started getting dressed. My feelings about dressing and undressing are different: watching a woman undress can arouse lust, but watching a woman dress is purely a pleasurable experience!

My aunt always put on her bra first, then her panties. Her bra-wearing technique was quite unique. She would first fasten the clasp at her waist, then pull the cups up to cover her breasts, then put her arms through the shoulder straps, and finally adjust the cups and straps.

I remember that while adjusting the cups and straps, she would stick her fingers inside the cups and manipulate her breast tissue, trying to create cleavage. Back then, there were no magic bras, so all her efforts were in vain! However, when she adjusted the shoulder straps, she would make a "whoosh! whoosh!" sound, which made me enjoy flicking my girlfriend's shoulder straps afterwards.

Then she began to wash her face carefully, but then I noticed: she didn't put on her underwear right away, which felt so strange! Because her bra was white and her pubic hair was black, creating a strong contrast between the two! Her movements deepened my arousal and impression.

You might wonder why I didn't continue to describe the scene of her putting on her underwear in full? Because when she was about to put on her underwear, she had only just slipped one leg on, and when she tried to slip on the other, she accidentally stepped on her underwear and it fell to the ground! She spat... Perhaps she was also eager to get to the card table, so she simply didn't wear underwear. She threw on her pajamas and rushed off to play.

I don't remember her having time to put her underwear back on during this time, because I deliberately walked around her while she played, and even played with building blocks on the floor opposite her. Occasionally, I could catch a glimpse of the dark area on the inside of her thighs! I have to admit, this is why I enjoy my wife walking around with her lower body exposed.

Dear readers: I sincerely suggest that you have your girlfriends or wives try this too; it really makes a difference!

I play... While playing, I unknowingly fell asleep. The next day I woke up very early, and the adults who had been playing cards were all sprawled out around me, fast asleep. What I was concerned about was whether my aunt was still wearing her underwear. I saw her lying on her side on another bed, legs bent, still wearing the night before's pajamas, completely uncovered. I boldly walked around her bed to her feet. Perhaps she had turned over?

I saw that her pajamas couldn't completely cover her lower body; I could easily expose her buttocks by simply lifting the hem slightly. But this took a lot of courage for a little kid! I moved around, pretending to play with something, slowly approaching her. I remember I took some of my third uncle's model airplanes and "flew" them to my aunt's bedside, just in case the adults woke up and discovered my misdeeds, and I'd have an excuse!

When I was sure my aunt was really fast asleep, I cautiously lifted the hem of her clothes, and as I slowly lifted it, my head gradually tilted down. Now her thighs were fully exposed, followed by her buttocks; it was certain she wasn't wearing underwear!

But greed is human nature, and I wanted to touch her! I saw her genitals exposed at the base of her thighs and buttocks—her anus, perineum, labia majora, and part of a round opening. The scattered pubic hair in these areas further compelled me to touch them.

My nervousness is indescribable. I remember using my right hand to lift the hem of her clothes, my left middle finger touching the pubic hair on her labia majora, feeling her unusually soft labia minora, and touching her not-too-dark anal sphincter. Finally, I touched the edge of her round opening… When I achieved my goal, I felt incredibly hot and was covered in sweat. Just then, perhaps feeling a void in her lower body, she turned over and pulled her clothes down to cover her buttocks. As she turned, I quickly slipped to the floor under the bed, unsure if she had noticed.

If you have had similar experiences, don't suppress them; why not share them? If we approach this matter with empathy, perhaps we can find some better memories and add many more interesting anecdotes!

[The End]
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