【Youth is an invalid letter】(2)

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Chapter Two
This incident with my aunt occurred when my uncle resigned from the automobile company to start a long-distance transport company, often
needing to stay in other cities for one or two months at a time. It was summer, before the college entrance examination, and my cousin had just been born. My maternal grandparents
insisted on taking care of my cousin themselves, so they took her back to the countryside to raise her. My aunt lived alone in the large house in the city.
I was 19 years old that year, and my aunt was 29.
Due to my parents' work, I didn't attend junior high and high school in my hometown, but went to
a coastal city 500 kilometers away.
Three months before the college entrance examination, because of household registration issues, I couldn't take the exam in a different location, so I
packed my bags and returned to my hometown, enrolling in a high school as a day student, and then living at my uncle's house near the high school.
At that time, the automobile company hadn't expanded yet, and there were two staff buildings, where my aunt and her family still lived.
I saw my uncle once when I moved in, and he soon went out to work again. He and
his partners were active on highways throughout the southwest and southeast of the country, just starting their business. During the three months leading up to the end of the college entrance exam
, I only saw my uncle about three times.
For those three months, it was basically just my aunt and me living at home.
At first, I didn't think much of it. Having left Pingping (my ex-girlfriend), I spent a
week living a typical high school life: attending classes and doing exercises during the day, and listening to English tapes and doing more exercises at night.
Soon, I experienced my first wet dream in a long time.
Initially, I didn't think much of it and just left it in the washing machine for my aunt to wash later.
Since I was a day student and didn't live on campus, and I studied late into the night with bad weather, I would usually finish
my exercises, take a cold shower, put on my underwear, and go back to my room to sleep.
Often, my aunt had to wake me up in the morning. Perhaps due to stress, I didn't eat well; I
had low blood sugar at the time, and I always felt groggy and disoriented when I woke up in the morning.
That summer was hot, and typhoons were frequent. Surprisingly, during the three months of the college
entrance exam, the typhoons only passed through my hometown two or three times. At night, I slept in just my beach shorts to stay cool.
At first, it wasn't a big deal, but soon I'd wake up every morning to find myself
naked, sprawled out on the bamboo mat, having taken off my underwear in the middle of the night.
My aunt's familiarity with me dates back to when I was nine, though there had been a break, but
we'd met again recently. Perhaps it was fate, but at first I was very happy. However, with the birth of my younger cousin, the pressure of my studies
, studying in another city, and having a girlfriend, I quickly forgot about those initial feelings.
For the first two days, my aunt would just knock on the door to wake me, but because I slept very deeply and had
low blood sugar, many times she'd wait a long time for me to come out. Later, she simply pushed the door open and woke
me up. At first, she was quite reserved, but from the moment I started sleeping naked in the middle of the night, the atmosphere slowly changed
.
Because I had already tasted the flavor of flesh by then.
Men often experience morning erections, though most of the time it's from needing to urinate.
One day, I felt someone shaking my body. I slightly opened my eyes and saw my aunt gently shaking
my shoulders while staring intently at my penis. My engorged penis slapped against
my thighs with each sway, and the hot glans hitting my cold thighs made them even harder.
When it was hot, my aunt would wear a white sleeveless tank top and hot pants at home,
squatting by my bedside to wake me up. While the white sleeveless tank top was cool, it also revealed a lot.
Even when I was still half-asleep with low blood pressure, I could see her bra underneath. Because of her full hips and
taut pelvic bones, I could clearly see the cute shape of her vulva through her hot pants.
I swallowed hard; my mouth was so dry from just waking up, and my saliva smelled awful. I looked up and immediately saw my engorged penis
. My aunt had stopped shaking me; her face flushed slightly. "Time to get up," she said, "it's almost 6:30."
Still so naive, I quickly grabbed the towel to cover my penis, my face burning red.
"Auntie... good morning..." she said.
My aunt stood up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her delicate, round ears. "Get up quickly. I've made
corn porridge. Drink it and go to school." She then chuckled. "You little rascal, you've grown up, you know how to be a pervert
now."
I was mortified and hurriedly pulled the towel to my chest. "Auntie! This..."
"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. Go get dressed and brush your teeth." She turned and left.
I swear I could clearly hear the deep breath my aunt exhaled after closing the door.
After all, bodily reactions are formed over years of habit; they can't be corrected in a day or two. I
did wear beach shorts that night, with underwear underneath, but I'd take them off when I was really comfortable sleeping.
The next day, when my aunt came in to wake me, I was still sprawled out naked, snoring.
When my aunt shook me awake again, my penis, as expected, was still stubbornly erect. My aunt
didn't say anything. After a couple of times, I noticed that when she came back from evening study, she was wearing a sleeveless
tank top. The difference was that when she was watching TV and drinking water, I could see from the side that she wasn't wearing
a bra anymore, and when she squatted down to get something, I couldn't see any underwear showing through the tight fabric
.
Having gone almost a month without meat and being full of youthful vigor, how could I resist the temptation of this voluptuous mature woman? Every
time I came back and saw my aunt's attire, my penis would quickly become erect. Even while doing my homework, my mind
would involuntarily wander to my aunt's alluring figure. Compared to how she looked ten years ago when she was younger, my aunt's body was much
fuller. Perhaps she was still rather thin back then, with prominent collarbones that outlined her charming shoulders. Then
there were her small, round breasts, which I could easily grasp with one hand. I don't remember the color of her breasts back then. Next was her flat
stomach, and below her waist were her large, full buttocks... I was so
confused while doing my homework, and thinking about my aunt made my penis hard again, but the urge to urinate also came up. I walked out of
my room, and the TV in the living room was still on. My aunt was probably still watching TV. I didn't think much of it and turned to go wash up.
As I pushed open the door, I pulled out my slightly limp penis, intending to urinate, when I saw my aunt about to stand up. Her pants were only
halfway up her thighs, her fair buttocks facing me, the pubic hair between her legs so clearly visible under the incandescent light.
Hearing the noise, my aunt turned around and saw me.
Her pupils contracted instantly.
I hadn't expected this to happen either, and my hand immediately loosened its grip, my beach shorts
slipping down my thighs. Just as I was about to urinate, I glanced down and saw my aunt's small anus,
slightly hazy and shadowy due to the light, yet also somewhat cute.
My half-erect penis instantly swelled…
but my aunt jumped up, pulling up her pants with one hand and slapping my engorged
penis with the other, pushing me away…
I never expected my usually quiet aunt to have such a fierce side; that slap on my penis
was quite solid! Holy crap, my dick still hurts when I think about it! Although I can always
use this joke to tease my aunt afterward, it really hurt so much back then. What's even more embarrassing is that
the slap she gave me also stimulated my dick. I was already desperate to pee, and the slap made it shrink
back. And that wasn't the worst part; the push made me want to fall backward, and in my panic, I tried to loosen my
control over my urethra.
And then, I just peed…
peed all over my aunt…
and splashed all over myself…
(My writing skills are limited here, so you can imagine it yourself—it really hurt! (╯°д°）
╯︵┻━┻)
While my aunt was taking a shower, I could only silently change my underwear and sit upright in front of the TV.
I remember everything that was on TV, but the only thing I remember is seeing my aunt's little asshole
clenching and unclenching with tension in that shadow—it's etched in my mind forever…
"Chen Cheng, I'm done washing up, you should go wash up too." While I was lost in thought, my aunt's cold voice
sounded behind me. I turned around and saw her looking at me like I was a maggot, her face
icy. I shrank back, not answering her. Then I tried
to look at her with what I thought was pleading, helpless, and fearful eyes.
In today's parlance, I was desperately trying to look cute.
Incidentally, my aunt was only wearing a dark shirt, probably hastily put it on, her body...
She hadn't dried herself completely; some areas clung to her skin, like her chest and shoulders, outlining alluring curves that
drew my attention with each breath. She was only wearing hot pants, revealing her fair and straight
thighs. Having just showered, her face was flushed, but her entire expression was tense as she dried
her hair with a towel while looking at me.
She had no idea that her appearance then was even more alluring to me.
But my penis was sore, and I had absolutely no desire to get an erection.
For about two or three minutes, we stared at each other.
"Pfft," my aunt chuckled first, then quickly realized her mistake, composed herself, and tossed
the towel she was holding to me. "Alright, alright, it's not your fault. I didn't close the door properly. Go take a shower too."
Then she went back to her room.
"Don't think so much, go to sleep early, you little brat, all grown up, and you're still the same."
I grabbed the towel, smelled it—the scent of Pantene shampoo, still that same smell, so fragrant.
That night, I couldn't sleep. Not for any particular reason, just because my penis really, really hurt.
That night, something else I never expected happened: my aunt's hand touched my penis, and it
felt so good.
The kind of pleasure that lasted all night.
And it wasn't the kind of pleasure my girlfriend had when she touched her clitoris all night.

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