【chaos】

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Chaos (Part 1) The First Step of Making Love
Because my third uncle was getting married, I returned to Qiaolian Village when I was sixteen. When I was little, my parents lived elsewhere
, leaving me in our hometown. I always lived with my third uncle and aunt. They always seemed to live so
well and were so good to me. They had no children of their own, so they treated me like their son. So when I heard about
this, I was both surprised and heartbroken.
My cousin came to pick me up. I ate at my uncle's house. I sensed that my third uncle's situation had also
affected my uncle. On the way, my cousin told me that it seemed my third uncle's new bride was of questionable origin, and the villagers
were gossiping. I thought this was probably why my uncle was troubled.
After dinner, it was already evening. Night seemed to fall particularly early in the village, and the surroundings were already somewhat hazy
. I had been wanting to see my third aunt, afraid that this incident would have a huge impact on her, and wondering
what she was like now. I learned from my cousin that my third aunt was now living alone in the old house where my grandfather and his family used to live, so I
hurried there.
The old house was large; the whole family lived here back then. Later, my uncles and aunts moved away, and then my grandfather
passed away. I thought no one would ever come to this house again, but now my aunt
is living here all alone. Thinking about this, I felt a pang of sadness.
As soon as I entered, I saw my aunt sitting behind the stove cooking. A few strands of her hair fell in the firelight
, but she looked exactly the same as she had five years ago.
"Auntie!" I called out, and she turned to look at me.
"Adong!" My aunt immediately recognized me and almost ran towards me happily. When she reached me,
she looked me up and down, then excitedly patted my head. "You've grown so tall! You're
taller than your auntie now! When you left, you were only as tall as my belly button."
"Auntie, you must be mistaken. I remember being this tall!" I gestured to my auntie's chest.
My aunt pulled me to sit down at the table. "You were raised by your aunt, how could I forget? Remember
the year you left? You couldn't bear to leave me, your mother tried to pull you away but you wouldn't let go, you just clung to me."
The scene from that year flashed before my eyes again. Now, with everything changed, it was incredibly sad. But
my aunt seemed so happy, as if her affair with my uncle hadn't affected her at all. I finally
couldn't hold back and asked her, "Aunt, what happened between you and Uncle?"
"You went there?" my aunt asked, a heavy look on her face.
I shook my head.
My aunt became cheerful again, pulling my hand onto her lap. "I knew you still cared about me,
that's why you came to me first." She paused, then said, "Your uncle, that fool, I don't know what got into him
, he got bewitched by a vixen. I wonder when that vixen will drain his soul!"
"Uncle isn't that kind of person, is he?" I asked.
"Ah Dong, your aunt didn't believe it at first either. Nobody could have predicted this; it's all fate. It's just
that your aunt has bad luck. Luckily, your aunt still has Ah Dong. Ah Dong, your aunt will have to rely on you from now on."
I nodded to my aunt. "Aunt, don't worry, I'll definitely make Uncle change his mind. I'm going to drive
that vixen away." I prepared to get up.
My aunt pulled me back down onto the stool. "Aunt knows you can drive that vixen away
. Aunt is just waiting for Ah Dong to come back. But it's late today, you can sleep here tonight and go tomorrow."
"Aunt, I want to sleep in the same bed as you," I suddenly said while watching my aunt eat.
My aunt looked at me with a distinct smile of surprise. "You're so old and you still want to sleep with your aunt? You're old enough
to get married!"
"If you won't let me sleep in the same bed with you, then I'll go to my uncle's place, and I won't chase the vixen away."
My aunt smiled at me. "Ah Dong is still a child, alright, alright, anyway, no one will know. But
you can't tell anyone. Otherwise, they'll say we two..." My aunt didn't finish her sentence and continued eating,
but I persisted, asking, "What did they say?"
"You're just a child, you don't understand," my aunt said.
"Didn't you just say I'm an adult?"
"Then tell me, what kind of thing is it for two adults, a man and a woman, to sleep in the same bed?" My aunt
asked me with a smile.
Of course, I knew what kind of thing it was, but the desire to sleep in the same bed with my aunt again was so strong that
I pretended not to know anything and looked at her without answering.
Strangely enough, after my aunt's question, I found that I looked at her differently than before
. Over the years, as my body matured, I learned a lot about relationships between men and women, especially during high school
when I secretly read some forbidden books, the plots of which lingered in my memory. My aunt
has always been a very alluring woman in my eyes, and now I finally understand why I always feel like a voluptuous woman when I think about those exciting
scenarios—because my aunt is exactly that kind of woman.
I lay in bed early, surrounded by the dim light of the lamp, with the faint sound of water downstairs. I don't
know how much time passed, but finally, a shadow appeared before my bed. My aunt took off her coat, and I saw her shadow
pass through the bed and approach me. I quickly closed my eyes. My aunt lifted the covers and slipped in, a captivating warmth
wafting into my nose. The light went out, and I rolled over from one end of the bed, gently embracing my aunt at the other end
.
My aunt pushed me away, but I couldn't move her. "Let go," she said softly, yet with a hint of determination.
"Auntie, let me hold you while I sleep. Otherwise, I can't sleep," I pleaded.
My aunt didn't refuse. I held her full, soft body, and those scenes involuntarily
surfaced in my mind. On the other side of my heart, I told myself not to think about it, but this thought
seemed so fragile and absurd in the face of instinct. My body had already undergone some changes. To conceal it, or rather,
to satisfy my desires, I held my aunt even tighter, pressing my body against hers.
My aunt clearly felt my change; her body began to feel restless, and then she seemed to sense...
Suddenly, she trembled and forcefully pushed me away from her. "Adong, stop it! Go
to sleep, or your aunt won't sleep with you anymore."
My aunt's tone left no room for further words, and I also shrank back because of my earlier embarrassment. Although
I still had desires, reason and fear had overcome my lust.
The night seemed incredibly long. I didn't sleep, and I knew my aunt didn't either. My aunt
got up just before dawn and went downstairs to make breakfast. When I got up and went down, breakfast was just ready. My aunt happily
called me to eat, as if she had completely forgotten about the previous night. Breakfast swept away the worries of the night.
After breakfast, I went to my uncle's house. I knew I had a task I had to complete: to get my uncle and
aunt back together.
Entering my uncle's yard, I saw a woman wearing a skirt that rural women rarely wore, washing
clothes. Her hair wasn't combed. She looked at me with a questioning expression.
I ignored her and called into the house, "Third Uncle!" No one answered. She stood up,
wiped her hands on her apron, and said, "Is that A-Dong? Your Third Uncle isn't up yet. Come in and sit down, I'll go call him." This woman
already knew me. I went inside and sat down. Strangely, Third Uncle really hadn't gotten up yet. This woman must
be the wife Third Uncle was going to marry. She was indeed quite pretty, but she didn't seem like the vixen Third Aunt had described
. She must be hiding, I thought to myself. No matter what, I had to
break her up with Third Uncle.
She was gone for a while, then finally came down with Third Uncle. "A-Dong, come here!" Third Uncle was still the
same, only a little thinner. He made me stand up and looked me over. "So tall!" he
said happily. "It's been five years, hasn't it? You've grown so fast!" I chatted with Third Uncle for a long time. During this time, the new Third Aunt was
washing clothes in the yard. I felt it wasn't the right time to talk to Third Uncle about the Third Aunt, so I didn't bring it up.
After washing the clothes, my new aunt went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
"Alan, come here. Meet Dong," my uncle said to me. "Dong, this is your new aunt."
"Dong," she called out, but I didn't respond or look at her.
"Uncle..." I couldn't help but mention my aunt to my uncle. But he immediately waved his hand,
signaling me to stop.
"If you listen to your uncle, don't believe your aunt's nonsense. From now on, Alan is your aunt, and
you don't need to tell me about your other aunt."
I didn't expect my uncle's attitude to be so firm. Trying to persuade him now would only make things worse, so I didn't
say anything more.
I had lunch at my uncle's house. My uncle and the new aunt chatted and laughed the whole time. I could sense that my uncle was
really infatuated with this woman. It seemed that breaking them up would be a very difficult thing. After lunch ,
I went back to my aunt's place. Anyway, there was nothing I could do here for the time being, so I decided to go and
discuss it with her first.
I told my third aunt about my third uncle's situation. I could tell it made her uneasy, but she hid
it. I was also quite disappointed because I hadn't been able to do anything. My third aunt, however, laughed first
: "Never mind that, Dong. Just you wait and see. That vixen will soon drain your third uncle dry. Then
you'll see how he dies."
"Auntie, won't you try to save my third uncle?"
"Save him? Who can save him if he's going to die! Your third uncle is happy, he can't bear to part with that vixen!"
Auntie's expression gradually turned ugly, and her emotions changed. I saw that her eyes
were a little wet, and I knew that she was actually very sad, but she still pretended that nothing was wrong. "That filthy
bitch! Seducing men, her cunt will rot sooner or later! Then you, a dead man, will rot with her!" Auntie didn't
continue cursing because she couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She cried bitterly in front of me, which made
my heart churn with pain. I pulled her into the house and sat her down, comforting her while
also cursing in a low voice with her.
"Why are you learning these words?" Auntie wiped away her tears and laughed. "You don't learn anything good, only these
vulgar things."
"With an aunt like that, I can't possibly learn anything good!"
My aunt gave me a "hard" slap on the head. Her tears slowly dried, and she became
the energetic woman she had been not long ago, standing up briskly. "What do you want to eat tonight? Auntie will buy it for you."
"I like whatever Auntie makes," I said happily. But dear Auntie, do you know that
what I really want to eat is you?
That night, like yesterday, I went to bed early, my mind filled with all sorts of random thoughts. I tried
hard not to think about my auntie, afraid that I would be like yesterday again. My auntie didn't come to bed until very late. I felt
her lying next to me, and the fragrance emanating from her body still eroded my self-control like poison. "Adong,"
I heard my auntie call softly in my hazy state, and I responded. After a while, my aunt continued,
"Were you bewitched by that vixen too?"
"No!" I answered immediately. "With you here, Auntie, that vixen can't bewitch me. I
'm going to drive her away, Auntie, I'll get rid of her sooner or later."
My aunt chuckled softly, and after a while, she said, "Adong, why aren't you hugging Auntie to sleep tonight
?"
"Auntie, you won't let me hug you," I said with a hint of joy. "It's because you did that..." My aunt seemed a little
embarrassed to continue.
"Which one? Tell me, Auntie," I pressed.
"Who told you to be so disobedient? If your aunt hadn't pushed you away, you might have done something drastic."
"What did I do wrong?"
"Don't play dumb with your aunt. Your aunt still thinks you're a little kid. Turns out, Ah Dong has already become an adult
."
Just as I was about to say something, my aunt's hand suddenly reached down to my lower body. I felt
a hand covering my crotch, and then that hand went into my shorts and grasped my erect penis
in its palm.
"Even after all this, you still won't admit it?" Auntie chuckled softly, a warm current
brushing against my ear, carrying a captivating fragrance. I hadn't expected Auntie to do this, and for a moment, my penis felt
flattered and swelled even more.
Auntie sensed the change, her warm hand enveloping the hot, hard erection, gently stroking it back and forth,
saying, "It's normal for someone your age to feel this way. What man your age doesn't want to do this
? Auntie may not be able to be with you, but I can still help you. It's better than you enduring the discomfort, isn't it?"
"Auntie," I groaned softly, pressing my body closer to Auntie, my hand landing on her buttocks
, gently caressing the two plump mounds. Auntie seemed to react, her
warm, cloudy breath flowing gently across my cheek. My hand began to press harder on her mounds, occasionally
kneading them.
My aunt finally couldn't help but let out a low moan, which struck my nerves like thunder.
At the same time, her hands began to tighten and the speed increased. I buried my head in her soft chest and felt an
increasingly wonderful sensation passing through every corner of my body, then converging at the tip of my penis, and then
I ejaculated.
(Part Two) The Second Step of Making Love
"You couldn't hold back after just a few strokes." Auntie San got out of bed and brought some paper. "Quickly wipe yourself clean and go to sleep."
"Auntie," I handed the used paper to Auntie San, "It's still sticky, it's uncomfortable."
"Then go downstairs and wash up." Auntie San threw away the paper and crawled into the quilt. "Isn't it sticky?
Why don't you go downstairs and wash up?"
"I'm afraid of the cold." I leaned closer to Auntie San. "Auntie, hold me while we sleep."
Auntie San turned to me and gently hugged me. My head rested on Auntie San's arm, smooth and cool
, very comfortable. Auntie San's breasts were so soft and full, the most comfortable nest in the world for me. Once
I fell into this whirlpool, all my troubles immediately disappeared.
"Go to sleep quickly, it's getting late." Auntie San whispered. Time seemed to go back to the past. I really
wished it could stop like this, and that I could be this peaceful and happy for the rest of my life.
Before I knew it, dawn broke. I woke up to find myself still in my aunt's arms. She
was still asleep. The wonderful scent of her breasts acted like an aphrodisiac, instantly stimulating me.
I gently tilted my head to look at her; her beautiful face glowed with a rosy light, and
she seemed to be sleeping soundly.
A surge of joy welled up inside me, along with a rising desire. I reached behind her
back and unhooked her bra. The thick bra, which had been struggling to hold her mature breasts, was now
pulled away. I could clearly smell that familiar scent, now imbued with even more allure.
Her breasts writhed under my careful hand. I dared not use force, afraid of waking her. The soft,
yielding sensation ignited a burning desire within me. My penis
hardened and swelled almost instantly, pressing against my underwear, still damp with semen, creating an almost unbearable
sensation.
Slowly pushing down my pants, my erect penis eagerly found my aunt's smooth thigh. I gently
lifted her breasts and finally took those peaks, like reddish-brown evening clouds, into my mouth. Just as I was passionately
suckling at my aunt's long-missed breasts, she suddenly moved, her body
separating from mine. I looked up and saw her eyes meeting mine.
"Aren't you ashamed? You're so big and you still want to breastfeed?" Auntie said with a laugh. "My breasts
have long since run dry."
"But I'm so hungry! And Auntie's breasts smell so good, I really want to take a bite."
"You think they're steamed buns? Get up if you're hungry, Auntie will make you breakfast."
"I only want to eat two big steamed buns from Auntie, nothing else will satisfy me." Auntie smiled mischievously at me
, then pulled me into her arms, pressing my face against her chest. She held me so tightly that
I almost suffocated, but it was also so intoxicating. This must be what they call a gentle embrace.
Auntie kept swaying her body, her breasts rubbing against my face. "Let you eat, eat
as much as you want." "Well, are you full?" Auntie released me and said to me, who had just experienced the pain of suffocation.
I deliberately kept my head down, avoiding her gaze, then suddenly flipped over, pinning my aunt beneath me. My hungry, thirsty
mouth, without a word, bit into her breast, while my other hand gripped the other, kneading it with a frenzied, almost vengeful,
kneading. I was savoring the world's most exquisite delicacy, completely intoxicated by its rich fragrance.
My saliva uncontrollably soaked her breasts, making them appear even more alluring and glistening.
My sudden, fierce attack seemed to throw my aunt off balance. Under my frenzied assault,
she gave up resisting. At that moment, I think she too was enveloped by desire and pleasure.
She had once satisfied a child's needs with her breasts; now, she was using the same part of her body to satisfy
a different need in the same person, bringing herself satisfaction in the process.
We were both immersed in this atmosphere, feeling the instinctive desires within us gradually taking control of
our reason and bodies. My hand was already moving towards my aunt's lower body, my erect
penis, standing proudly against the last barrier, eagerly beckoning me to unlock its final restraints.
Just as I was pulling down my aunt's panties, she suddenly convulsed as if electrocuted
. She sat up and grabbed my arm to stop me. "Ah Dong, you can't do this," my aunt
said firmly, still slightly panting. "You can't ruin your aunt's life."
Her hands gripped her waistband tightly, preventing me from pulling down any further. I looked up at her, my eyes filled with
extreme desire. "Auntie, my dear auntie, how could I ruin you? I love you so much,
Auntie, I'm really in so much pain, please help me. Just once."
My aunt ignored my pleas. Although there was a hint of difficulty in her eyes, she resolutely pulled me away.
"Good Ah Dong, I'll agree to anything except fucking you. That really won't do,
how can I face anyone after this? I know you're in pain, I'll make sure you feel good."
My aunt made me lie on my side on the bed, arch my thighs, and then grasped my erect penis with her hand,
gently stroking my testicles while stroking it. She moved her breasts in front of me and said, "Come on, didn't you want to eat my
two meat buns?"
I took my aunt's breasts into my mouth again, biting her nipples with my teeth as if to retaliate, which made my aunt
groan and hiss. "You rascal, Ah Dong, you really had to bite your aunt's breasts!"
Auntie San complained, but then said, "It's alright, go ahead and eat. Auntie's breasts are for you to eat."
Hearing her say that, I stopped biting so hard. Deep teeth marks were left on Auntie San's breasts, making my
heart ache. How could I have bitten so hard? I mentally berated myself.
"Auntie," I called out to her, a little embarrassed.
"Hmm," Auntie replied. Seeing that I didn't continue, she stared at me. Perhaps she saw
the cunning look in my eyes, and said, "Tell me, what mischief are you up to?"
"I told you you'd agree," I said. "Didn't you just say you'd agree to anything?"
Auntie smiled slyly at me. "Still shy? Tell me, when have I ever
gone back on my word? As long as it's not that kind of thing, Auntie will agree to anything, A-Dong."
"Let me fuck your tits." The scenes I'd read in erotic novels had already
appeared in my mind countless times. Since I couldn't fuck your hole, how wonderful it would be to fuck such alluring tits
! Although I was filled with excitement, I was still worried that Auntie wouldn't agree to my request. She must have never
experienced anything like this before, and might even think I'd gone crazy. And
that was indeed the case, but thankfully it wasn't as serious as I feared. When Auntie heard what I said, she initially
stared at me with a questioning look, as if trying to figure out what this young man in front of her was thinking.
But after a while she laughed and asked me like I was interrogating a criminal, "Auntie really didn't expect A-Dong
to have become such a little pervert. Who told you this?"
"I learned it myself." I smiled mysteriously at her, "Auntie, you can't go back on your word." I sat up
, put my still erect penis in front of my aunt's chest, and looked at her.
My aunt's face showed a troubled expression, and she began to blush slightly. It seemed she had never experienced
anything like this before. I knew she didn't object, so I placed my penis between her two large breasts. "Auntie,
help me, it's very simple to just move it up and down like this."
My aunt understood what I meant. She slowly sat up, giving me a look of surprise,
then looked down at my engorged, erect penis. "Ah Dong, you're disgusting."
I had her hold her breasts with both hands, then I inserted my penis between my aunt's soft cleavage. A cool sensation
spread through my hot shaft, and my aunt began to move her breasts up and down. The glans would occasionally peek out with her movements
, as if it were letting out a cry of unparalleled pleasure, just like me.
"Auntie, it feels so good." I said while enjoying myself. "Auntie's breasts are really made for me.
Auntie, look, the head of my penis is showing."
"Disgusting, Auntie won't look at that." My aunt looked up at me, but her hands didn't stop moving.
"Auntie, look! You always agree to anything I ask for!" I said, suppressing my excitement.
My aunt looked down at my penis going in and out with a helpless expression, then looked up at me and said reproachfully
, "I'm not looking anymore, you stinky Ah Dong, you want your stuff to spray all over my face, don't you!"
Although in the pornographic books I'd read, men liked to ejaculate on women's faces at the end, and
I found it exciting, I had never thought of it that way about my aunt. Her coquettish manner further
stimulated my senses, and the urge to ejaculate that I had been holding back for so long could no longer be controlled between my aunt's breasts. I
let out a very comfortable low growl, thrust my waist hard to match the final sprint, and my aunt seemed to
have a premonition, her hands moving even faster, and with the ecstatic moans coming from my aunt's mouth, hot semen
spurted out once again.
We lay in bed, and I wiped the semen off my aunt's neck and chest. Her face was still flushed,
and she looked at me with a dazed expression. "You little pervert! Are you satisfied now? You've covered your
disgusting stuff all over your aunt."
"How can this be disgusting stuff?" I said. "Aren't people all made from this stuff? And
many people eat this stuff!"
At least that's what the books say. But my aunt clearly felt that I was playing a disgusting joke on her.
She pushed me hard: "Don't even think about making me eat this stuff. It's disgusting." My aunt took
the paper from my hand, got dressed, and got out of bed. "Are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and cook for you. Lie down for a while longer, and I'll call
you when you're ready."
(Part 3) An Interlude of Lovemaking
I lay on the bed, my body limp, for who knows how long. My mind was filled with
images of me and my aunt being intimate in bed. I didn't even notice that my aunt was already standing by the bed, tidying up the blankets. "Why didn't you answer when I called you?"
my aunt asked me as she tidied up.
She abruptly threw off the covers, a gust of cool air washing over me. My penis, which had unconsciously
hardened again due to my fantasies, awkwardly dangled in the air. My aunt seemed oblivious, continuing to tidy up.
"Get up! You're so old, why are you still lying in bed?"
I got dressed and got out of bed, gently pressing against her slightly raised buttocks from behind as she bent over. My
hands rested on her waist, my hard penis rubbing comfortably against her full hips.
My aunt slapped my hands away, twisting her body to try and break free. "Stop fooling around
, go eat breakfast. We still need to wash all this stuff, it's filthy."
I hooked my hands around her breasts from behind, kneading them as I leaned closer. I enjoyed
the pleasure of this physical contact, whispering in her ear, "If you're talking about filth, Auntie still has some things on her body that haven't been washed yet."
"Should I help Auntie take a bath now? Auntie always makes me feel good, it's time for me to make her
feel good too."
I clung to Auntie like a parasite, my lips sliding across her neck. I felt
Auntie's body trying to relax, but she immediately restrained herself.
Auntie pried open her breasts and thrust her lower body back forcefully, hitting my poor penis right on top of it
. My body convulsed and I pulled down my pants, exposing it completely. "Ouch , it hurts
, my bone is broken," I complained to Auntie.
Auntie turned around and looked at me, laughing, "Serves you right! Are you a donkey? Can't you rest for a bit?"
I never expected Auntie to treat me so cruelly. My penis really had an urge to immediately penetrate her body and make her,
like the women in the books who were conquered by penises, respect it from then on. "I'll make you realize how powerful it is someday
," I secretly resolved, my heart filled with longing. Now, I had no choice but to go downstairs for dinner; after
all the commotion, I was really hungry.
Although I wasn't out working, my aunt's day still seemed so busy, as if she always had
something to do. Washing clothes, washing dishes, tidying things up—perhaps she didn't know what to do if she stopped
. Labor can make one forget other things. Although I kept waiting for my aunt to stop, wanting to talk to her
and, of course, wanting to be affectionate with her again, she showed no sign of stopping. This
strong desire of mine must have been included among all the things my aunt had unconsciously forgotten
.
Stepping outside, I felt the sunlight was so intense for the first time. I stood at the door for a while, then decided to go
check on my uncle.
My uncle seemed to be away again. Entering the house, my new aunt was sitting on a stool watching TV. Just as I was about to leave
, she stood up and called from behind, "Adong, why don't you come in and sit down?"
"Where's Uncle?" I asked her.
"Going to work in town, sit for a while." She gestured to me while running to pour tea.
I, who was about to leave, had no choice but to sit down.
My third aunt handed me tea and moved a rattan chair to me. She patted the plush cushions and
said, "Sit here, it's very comfortable."
Just as I was about to shake my head, she pulled me up from the stool. I had no choice but to sit down in the rattan chair.
The cushions were thick and indeed quite comfortable, but I felt a little awkward facing this woman. "Comfortable, isn't it?"
she asked, sitting down beside me.
I nodded and drank my tea. The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
I quickly finished half a cup of tea and stood up. "When will Uncle be back?" "Around this evening," she replied, also standing up. "I'll go now
, I'll come back later." I put down my teacup and walked outside.
"Ah Dong," Aunt Xin called to me. I turned to look at her, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
"Have you heard some bad things about me?"
I didn't know what to say for a moment. Seeing that she seemed serious, I felt embarrassed to just leave, so I
went back and sat down on the chair, asking her, "I don't know either. What did you do before?"
"I washed hair for people in the city, but not like what people say. I didn't do that kind of thing." She
sat down as well, not looking at me as she spoke, seeming a little awkward. "Let me wash
your hair; it's a bit dirty."
"No, no." I shook my head. "I can wash my own hair when I get home."
"I charge for washing hair for people in the city. Now I'm giving it to you for free, and you're still not happy?" She
said with a smile, not allowing me to refuse again, and pulled me up from the chair.
She led me to the small house next door. Almost every household had such a small house, used to store miscellaneous items,
and there was also a large bathtub, where people usually took baths. I looked at the bathtub,
puzzled. "Wash in here?"
"Aren't you afraid people will see and gossip?" She rolled up her sleeves and tucked her hair back. "This
tub is too big. I'll go get a basin." Aunt Xin brought a basin and hot water, then went out and brought a rattan chair
and a small stool. She had me sit on the rattan chair, and sat on the small stool opposite me. She
poured some water from the kettle into the basin. "Is it hot?" she asked.
I tested the water temperature with my hand and shook my head. Aunt Xin pressed my head down, making me close my eyes. Water
flowed down my head, and her hands massaged my hair and scalp—it was really quite comfortable
. "How is it? Does it feel good?" "It feels good."
She massaged my head for what seemed like forever, and I felt a tingling, comfortable sensation throughout my head. Then, a
warm current flowed down my head. When the heat subsided, I opened my eyes. Below me, in the distance, was
the outline of a pair of breasts swaying with their movements, their shape etched alluringly beneath their clothes.
My heart tightened, and my body almost trembled. Seeing this breathtakingly
beautiful sight so close up, the desire I had suppressed after seeking pleasure with my aunt surged back
into my mind, accompanied by a natural change in a certain part of my body.
My new aunt dried my hair and placed a towel in my hand. My mind was a blur, and
fearing she would notice the change below, I used the towel to shield her view. I watched her get up to go outside to get water,
leaving me with her shapely back and the distorted silhouette of her skirt. The desire I had been trying to suppress finally overwhelmed my
reason.
The consequences of thinking with your lower body can sometimes be severe. When she returned, I was still sitting
there blankly, feeling powerless in the face of my potentially exposed bulge. My new aunt probably didn't know my predicament;
she was just wondering why I was still sitting there. She asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I said, quickly lowering my head to cover myself as she approached.
"Does your stomach hurt?" she asked, looking down at me.
I saw her breasts sag, even the outline of her nipples, and I shook myself in pain.
I nodded, hoping she wouldn't ask any more questions. But my new aunt seemed relentless, moving even closer to me, wanting to know
what had happened to me. I gritted my teeth, straightened up, and saw a blatant tent in my loose pants
. I could see her eyes had already noticed it. At that moment, I didn't know what would happen next.
I thought she would leave awkwardly, but she pretended not to see and sat down opposite me,
placing her hand on my leg and looking up at me. This made me feel a little shy. I avoided her gaze,
still feeling confused.
"Ah Dong, so that's where it hurts," she said, as if addressing an ignorant child. "Would you like
Auntie to help you?"
Saying such lewd things was completely unexpected. I suddenly felt much more at ease,
thinking to myself, "So you really are a slut," but outwardly I nodded, pretending to be ignorant.
My new aunt moved the stool closer to me, her hand pulling my pants down, my penis standing
erect in front of her. She grasped my penis in her hand, looked up at me with a smug smile, like she was looking
at obedient prey, a hint of smugness in her eyes. But to me, it was nothing short of naked lust and allure
. "How is it? Is it comfortable?" she asked as she stroked me.
"It's uncomfortable, it's so full."
"It'll feel good soon." Aunt Xin San stroked me even harder. She didn't know I had already ejaculated
once, so although it felt good, I could still hold back. Perhaps she was starting to wonder about my stamina,
looking up at me with a surprised expression. "Is it comfortable? If it is, then ejaculate." This time, I was also surprised by my
penis's endurance. Aunt Xin San thought it was because I wasn't excited enough. She pulled up her clothes,
revealing two round, slightly sagging breasts in front of me. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing a bra. "Want to touch Auntie's breasts?"
I eagerly grabbed those two mounds of flesh with both hands, leaned forward and knocked her to the ground, lowering my head
to suckle her nipples. Aunt Xin let out soft panting, letting me
freely explore her breasts . My hands gradually slid down her skirt, while I vigorously kneaded and kissed her
breasts and other parts of her body. When my fingers slipped under her skirt and landed on the mound between her legs, Aunt Xin
was startled awake, opening her eyes with a hint of surprise, her hand instinctively trying to stop me.
I pulled her hand and placed it on my penis, then resolutely thrust into her again
, lifting her skirt. She didn't resist further, seemingly having given up. My fingers slipped into her
panties, finding the mysterious cave in the damp thicket. My fingers stirred wildly within that
juicy honeypot, and Aunt Xin's head finally drooped, gently biting her lip, her lower body
emitting soft, lascivious sounds.
While she was lost in pleasure, I gently parted her legs, and as I was about to enter
her body with my ravenous penis, Aunt Xin suddenly blocked my way, her eyes gleaming, and gestured towards the wicker chair
.
Understanding, I picked her up and placed her on the chair. Her legs naturally rested on the armrests, displaying an extremely
lewd posture. I knelt and slowly inserted myself into her vagina. The warm, moist flesh tightly enveloped
my penis, and as it entered, some overflowing fluids spilled from the opening. Aunt Xin's moans,
suppressed, gradually became low and long.
I was immersed in this unparalleled pleasure, my mind filled with only the desire to keep thrusting like this forever. My movements became
faster and faster, the sounds of our union growing louder and louder, like waves crashing against a riverbank, now a wet, muddy
mess. Aunt Xin's legs swayed back and forth with my thrusts, her white skin shimmering with a captivating glow.
I lowered my body, pressing my hands against her thighs.
As I swayed my hips, I felt my new aunt's moans grow increasingly
ecstatic, her vagina growing hotter and hotter. A jolt of electricity coursed through my body, numbing my nerves.
I knew I was about to ejaculate. My new aunt seemed to sense it too; the suction within her lower body seemed to whirlpool, trying to
draw out my semen.
Suddenly, she found strength and sat up, crying out in terror, "No! Don't ejaculate inside
! Pull it out!"
Her words reminded me. I nodded to her, and with the last of my strength, I thrust a few more times
before pulling my penis out. Just like in the books, I ejaculated onto my new aunt's breasts
. Her abdomen convulsed, and her limp thighs showed the exhaustion after her orgasm.
(To be continued
)

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