My Story with My Aunt (1-4) Author: Dog Governor

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My Story with My Aunt

Author: Dog Governor
Published on sis on 2013/12/18
Word Count: 6800

Chapter 1

I was born in a small village in southern China, surrounded by endless mountains. My family lived at
the foot of one of these mountains, next to my uncles' houses, in a large courtyard-like setting. My story with my aunt
began here.

In our village, due to the underdeveloped economy, most of the young and middle-aged men went to work
in other places , leaving behind mostly women and children. They took care of the children and cultivated a few
acres of land, while the men went out to earn money to supplement the family income, forming the basic structure of men working outside and women staying at home.

The year I entered high school, my mother probably felt that I no longer needed care and could be independent,
so she entrusted our family's land to a neighbor and went to work in a coastal area with my father. Before that
, my father had always been the one working outside.

During my three years of high school, I studied quite diligently, and my grades were decent. In the college entrance examination,
I successfully entered university. Back then, this was considered quite an honorable thing in our village.

The summer after the college entrance exam, I was home alone, with nothing much to do. In my free time,
I usually passed the time by watching TV and videos. I had a good friend in the village
who had many videotapes, so I often borrowed some from him to watch at home.

That day, I went to my friend's house to borrow some tapes again. While I was browsing through them, my friend suddenly
asked me mysteriously if I wanted to watch something interesting. Curious, I asked what it was. My friend winked at me, then
took several videotapes from a drawer in his room and handed them to me.

I glanced at the covers, and my face involuntarily turned slightly red. The covers featured scantily clad
women, some even completely naked, their genitals clearly visible, and without exception, they were all
striking various seductive poses. I then looked at the titles and instantly knew these were the legendary
pornographic films.

"So, do you want some or not?" my friend gave me a lewd look.

"Damn, why didn't you say so sooner? You had something this good." I scoffed, grabbed the videotape, and saw it was one of those legitimate pornographic films.

"You weren't an adult yet, and you were a good student; I was afraid I'd corrupt you," my friend said with a wicked smile.

Because I was preoccupied with those films, I didn't linger at my friend's house. After a brief chat, I
hurried home.

Back home, I went to my room, closed the door, turned on the DVD player, and selected a film to put in.

I felt a mix of anticipation, excitement, and an almost irrepressible thrill. For someone
who had never seen , my friend's film was like discovering a new world.

I stared intently at the television screen. As the scene unfolded, the male and female leads began kissing,
their clothes falling to the floor one by one, revealing the woman's body completely exposed. My heart
pounded, my breathing quickened, and in the quiet room, I could clearly hear my own heartbeat. My
penis was rock hard…

That night, I had a wet dream, but unexpectedly, I dreamt of having sex with my aunt.

In the dream, my penis inexplicably became erect, throbbing painfully, and I desperately wanted to find a woman to release my pent-up desire.

For some reason, my aunt suddenly entered my dream. I grabbed her without hesitation, forcibly
pinning her down, and began to undress her. Half-heartedly, I entered her body, thrusting a few times before ejaculating
.

Afterward, I woke up to find my underwear soaked…

The next day, I was still somewhat dazed, and the image of my aunt kept involuntarily appearing in my mind.

My aunt is my brother-in-law's wife. She's nearly thirty, of average appearance, and not very tall, but
she has a very good figure—curvaceous and shapely, neither too fat nor too thin, with a round, firm bottom. She walks with a slight
sway from side to side, naturally exuding a unique charm of a young

married woman. My aunt and brother-in-law have been married for several years, and they have a son and a daughter, both in elementary
school. A few years ago, my brother-in-law's family wasn't doing very well, and they needed money for the children's schooling, so he left my aunt
at home while he went out to work.

As mentioned before, our family's farmland was temporarily managed by our neighbors,
so
. However, I often helped the neighbors' uncles and aunts with chores in my spare time, including my aunt's family, which gave me many opportunities to interact with her. I began to observe my aunt more carefully, intentionally or unintentionally.

By today's standards, my aunt is considered quite outgoing among relatively traditional rural women
. Her usual demeanor is generous and easygoing, with a touch of nonchalance. For example, she would sometimes use sexually suggestive words when playing with
the children . She was usually cheerful and talkative with adults,
giving off a peaceful and approachable vibe. She was also quite handsome and had a personality that women generally liked. In our daily
interactions, I could sense that my aunt also had feelings for me, though it was more like
the affection of an elder for a younger person, without any romantic intent. However, precisely because of this, my attitude towards her gradually
changed, shifting from pure affection to something more possessive and lustful. If my aunt were a serious
, unsmiling woman, I probably wouldn't have had any other thoughts when interacting with her.

After that, I frequently visited my aunt's house, chatting casually, helping
her with chores, and sometimes even working in the fields with her. Gradually, our relationship grew closer. My aunt
always wore a kind smile and spoke softly in front of me, making me feel even closer, which further fueled the wicked thoughts that had been lurking
within me .

During that time, I was constantly torn, struggling with
the decision of whether or not to have an affair with my aunt. If I did sleep with her, how would I treat her afterwards? Did I have
the ability to handle the unknown risks? What would happen if it came to light…?

Many questions swirled in my mind, and I felt a vague unease, but soon my deep-seated
curiosity and desire for sex overwhelmed everything. Whenever I thought of my aunt's graceful figure, a
small tent would rise in my pants, and my previous concerns vanished instantly. At that moment, I had only one thought:
to sleep with my aunt.

The turning point came one afternoon. I was watching TV at home when a
woman from the village suddenly came in. She told me that my aunt was working in a small ravine not far from her house, and she hadn't finished her work but
was hungry. She happened to be passing by, so my aunt asked her to come to our house and tell them to send her food.

My aunt had originally told the woman to have her children bring the food, but that day her children were out playing, and
the woman couldn't find them, so she had to tell me instead. Without a word, I turned off the TV, went to my aunt's
house packed the food, and delivered it to her.

When I arrived, my aunt was working. Seeing me, she stopped and pointed to a
spot, saying, "Take your food over there." I looked at the spot she pointed to and saw it was a fairly
flat patch of grass. I followed the path along the edge of the patch, and my aunt followed. We
sat down together.

My aunt opened her lunchbox and ate while chatting with me; time flew by.

After finishing her meal, she put the lunchbox aside, stretched a couple of times, and ran her hand over the grass,
saying, "This place is quite flat. I'm a little tired; I'll lie down for a while." She then lay down,
crossed her arms over her chest, turned her head, and closed her eyes slightly. From this, you can tell my aunt is a rather
cheerful and easygoing person.

Looking at her, the warm afternoon sunlight softened her profile, giving her
an unusual radiance that instantly stirred up my long-suppressed hormones.

I surveyed my surroundings. The meadow we were on was nestled at the foot of the mountain, at the very back of a small valley, and its
relatively high elevation offered a panoramic view of the entire valley. It was a quiet spot, rarely visited by anyone, and those
who did come were usually there to tend their own land. Moreover, the edges of the meadow were lined with waist-high weeds and
bushes, so even if someone came to work there, they wouldn't see us. I immediately saw this as a perfect
opportunity.

Although I had mentally contemplated sleeping with my aunt countless times before, the thought of actually putting my plan into action made me nervous.
My palms were slightly sweaty, and I clenched and unclenched my fists,
my heart pounding in my chest.

I took two deep breaths to calm my racing heart, then lay down beside my aunt,
my gaze lingering on her. Suddenly, I noticed that her shirt
had flipped up slightly as she lay on her back, revealing the lace trim of her underwear. My penis instantly hardened.

Hearing my movement, my aunt turned her head and opened her eyes to look at me. Our eyes met so closely that I could
clearly see the tiny freckles scattered on her delicate nose. The unique
scent of a young woman emanating from her instantly filled my nostrils, becoming the final straw.

I suddenly rolled over and pinned her down, kissing her on the lips. My hands
groped , finally slipping inside her clothes, tracing her smooth skin, and then covering her
breasts, feeling their softness through her bra.

My aunt, now recovered from her initial shock, pounded
and pushed me away, trying to push me off. But my strength was no
match . I ignored her struggles and hugged her even tighter, one arm reaching under her
neck to encircle her, the other still resting on her chest. I hastily pushed up my aunt's bra, my hand
directly touching her breast, feeling its unusual softness in my palm. After caressing her breasts for a while, perhaps
driven by male instinct, I grabbed her nipple, pinching it between my thumb and forefinger and gently kneading it
.

As my hand grasped her nipple without any resistance, my aunt, who had been struggling
, suddenly stopped moving. Her hands drooped limply down her back, her eyes wide open, her face showing a bewildered and confused
expression. After a while, she closed her eyes, letting me freely caress her body.
A beautiful blush crept onto her face, further arousing my desire.

Seeing my aunt lying motionless, I was overjoyed. I kissed her as I pulled down her pants,
taking off both her trousers and underwear at the same time, fearing she might suddenly change her mind. Then I went to take off my aunt's top.
This time, she was more cooperative, bending her arms to let me take it off. At that time, I didn't really know how to
take off a bra, and I struggled for a long time without being able to pull it off. In the end, my aunt took the initiative to unbutton the back of her bra, and
at the same time , I quickly stripped myself naked.

At this moment, my aunt's body was completely exposed in front of me. Her skin was smooth and delicate, her breasts were not large,
but they were round and unique, and the color of her nipples was a bit dark. Due to years of hard work, my aunt's waist was slender
and supple, without an ounce of excess fat; her calves, although not long, were small and round. My gaze finally
lingered between my aunt's legs, where I saw a place that was full of mystery and temptation for me. That
place was slightly bulging like a steamed bun, covered with thick, dark hair, forming an inverted triangle.
Her labia minora were slightly parted, like a small crack, from which some clear liquid flowed out...

My throat felt dry, and a fire seemed to be burning in my chest, making me desperately want to find a
place to extinguish it. I knelt between my aunt's legs, gently parted them, and grasped my erect
penis, trying to insert it into her vagina. After a few tries, I finally found the entrance (the porn I'd watched before hadn't been for nothing
), and with a thrust of my hips, I felt my penis enter a warm, tight place. My penis
was tightly enveloped by the tender flesh inside my aunt's vagina, and an immense pleasure instantly surged through my brain, spreading throughout my body, making me
feel like I was flying to the clouds.

I pressed myself against my aunt, holding her tightly, and after a while, I slowly began to move. At that time, I
didn't know how to control the rhythm; I just thrust and surged wildly, and sometimes my aunt would gasp from her throat as I pounded into her.
The "hmm" sounds she made only fueled my thrusting. As I thrust forcefully, I looked at
my aunt's flushed and alluring face beneath me, and a sense of conquest welled up within me.

I increased the speed of my movements, going in and out of her vagina. She was aroused; her vagina was now
very wet, no longer dry as before, making my thrusts easier. I held her thighs with both hands,
pounding my penis against her vagina, sometimes reaching for her breasts, touching her
slender waist.

After a few minutes of this, my penis was swollen to its peak. During one thrust,
I could no longer hold back, and my semen gushed out, shooting into my aunt's vagina. I reached
the climax of pleasure, and my aunt let out a loud "Ah!" before collapsing limply onto her.

We embraced for a while, until the peak of pleasure gradually faded and my consciousness returned to my brain. I
propped myself up slightly and looked at my aunt. She looked at me too. Our eyes met, then we both looked away
.

"Get down," my aunt patted my back gently.

I released her as instructed, turned over and sat on the floor, my gaze still fixed on her, my mind
blank.

My aunt also sat up, looked around, and finally picked up her underwear to wipe herself. I
noticed her face flush slightly as she picked up the underwear.

"Don't tell anyone about this, okay?" she said, glancing up at me as she cleaned herself.

"Okay," I nodded hastily.

Perhaps it was because it all happened so suddenly, but after we were intimate, we didn't say a word. I
was a little confused and didn't know what to say, and I wondered if my aunt felt the same way. After my aunt finished cleaning up, we
went home.

Back home, my thoughts were still a bit chaotic, and I was distracted in everything I did. I'd only
fantasized about my aunt countless times in my mind, but I never imagined that in just half a day, I'd actually slept with her. The turn of events
was so fast that I thought I was dreaming. However, the lingering pleasure deep within me told me that
this wasn't a daydream, but something real.

That night, I ate and showered as if in a daze, then sat blankly in front of the TV.
The colorful , but left no impression. My thoughts involuntarily drifted back
to my aunt. After hesitating for a long time, I finally mustered the courage to go to her house.

When I arrived at her room, I was surprised to find only her watching TV; her children were usually
there too . When she saw me, she glanced at me briefly before her gaze returned to the TV screen.

I asked her where her children were, and she said she'd sent them to bed. I noticed her face flush slightly when she said
this .

My aunt sat on the bed, and I sat on a chair in front of it. We watched TV quietly. We usually
had a lot to talk about while watching TV, but tonight we both tacitly remained silent.

Because I was sitting quite close to my aunt, I could clearly smell the
delicate It wafted into my nostrils, stimulating my already restless nerves.

I watched TV absentmindedly, while secretly glancing at my aunt out of the corner of my eye. Tonight, she
wore a white nightgown, her white bra faintly visible beneath; her dark hair was half-dry, hanging loosely behind
her head, adding a touch of languidness; under the lamplight, her face appeared soft and beautiful, shimmering with
a radiant glow. She looked incredibly alluring after her bath.

Finally, I couldn't resist my aunt's temptation. I abruptly stood up from my chair, walked to the bed
, and climbed onto her bed. I reached out and touched her body, pressing my lips to kiss her cheek. My aunt gently shifted her
body, patting my hand, but the force was more like a tickle. Seeing her coy demeanor
, I knew she wouldn't refuse me.

My courage grew, and I placed one hand on my aunt's leg, moving it up her thigh. Just as I was about
to touch her private parts, she suddenly grabbed my hand and whispered, "The door isn't closed yet." I froze
for a moment, then quickly jumped off the bed, closed the door, and turned off the TV. I scrambled back
onto the bed and pounced on my aunt, my hand moving up her thigh to her groin. I
slipped my fingers under her underwear and touched her vulva. When my
fingers accidentally brushed against her clitoris, she shuddered and let out a muffled groan.

I pulled off her underwear and threw it aside, then started to unbutton her skirt. My aunt cooperated fully throughout
. Then I took off my own clothes, and soon my aunt and I were "naked."

My aunt lay on her back on the bed, eyes closed, her face flushed, her chest rising and falling slightly. In the soft light ,
she resembled a captivating begonia, inviting one to pluck it. I was

momentarily mesmerized. "Turn off the light," she said shyly, opening her eyes when I didn't move.

"I don't want to turn off the light. Can I take a good look at your body?" I pleaded, looking at
her.

She didn't speak, but instead closed her eyes shyly. I knew she was tacitly agreeing to my request.
Although her appearance was average, her figure and skin were exquisite, delicate and white, like a piece of warm jade.

My hands roamed over her body, sometimes kneading her breasts, sometimes caressing her waist,
sometimes lingering on her thighs. My fingertips were burning hot, sending a
slight electric current between us, and her breathing quickened.

Without hesitation, I knelt between my aunt's legs, bending them to expose her entire vulva
to my view, and guided my penis straight to her entrance. I rubbed it against her vulva a couple of times, wetting it slightly, then thrust
my hips forward, inserting my engorged penis. Perhaps I used too much force, for my aunt
let out

a soft "Ah!" as I entered, then covered her mouth with her hand.

I didn't care about anything else, holding my aunt's legs tightly and thrusting forcefully, each time reaching
her deepest point. Our bodies collided with a "slapping" sound, and the bed shook slightly. My aunt...
My aunt's vagina was already quite wet, so my thrusting was very smooth. She quickly adapted to my rhythm and
unconsciously let out soft moans, which further aroused my most primal desires.

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