My cousin's aunt

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At thirty, my cousin finally got married in his final year of thirties. As
one of be at the forefront of the wedding celebrations and drinking sessions. Since my cousin and his wife's families lived in different cities, after the wedding at my cousin's home,
our two-car wedding procession headed to his wife's hometown.
One was a Buick Regal, and the other a Dongfeng minivan, both cars packed full. My cousin's close relatives were with us.
The four-hour drive was filled with laughter and conversation as we embarked on our journey. Once on the highway, the ride became smoother, and those
who had drunk too much started to murmur softly, but the chatter of the women and children in the van didn't stop. I held my phone,
wearing earphones, listening to music and browsing my favorite online magazine, "Night Dynasty." Pressing against my thighs was my cousin's aunt
—Aunt Hua's ample buttocks.
Aunt Hua and the other women in the front row chattered away, occasionally bursting into unrestrained laughter. Suddenly, her thick, black
ponytail swung, strands brushing against my face. Aunt Hua shifted her position, the tight space causing her fair thighs, exposed by her short skirt
, to rub against my jeans. Aunt Hua turned to me, slapping my leg as I removed my earplugs.
"XX, look, your brother's already married! When are you going to your wedding?" Aunt Hua asked with a grin.
"Don't worry, none of you will be able to escape. If your red envelopes are too small, I won't offer you any drinks," I joked, trying
to smooth things over with Aunt Hua and the other women.
"Do you have a girlfriend? I've never seen you bring a girl home," Aunt Hua pressed.
"I'm just a working-class guy, no money for a girlfriend. Poverty makes everything miserable.
I'll talk about it when things are better," I replied, too lazy to argue, and simply being honest.
"Just find one for fun first, you can earn the money later," Aunt Hua said, quite philosophically.
"I need to save up for dates, okay?"
After gaining a sense of victory from me, Aunt Hua released her sharp tongue and turned to the front row, laughing
again . This brief exchange came to an end, but Aunt Hua's maneuvering left me with
a considerable aftereffect—and sure enough, my little guy stood up to express his dissatisfaction.
Aunt Hua is in her early forties and works as a bank teller. Once, I was playing at my cousin's house, and she came over for lunch after work. I
saw her in her uniform; because she wasn't voluptuous, she didn't have the kind of effect you see in AVs. Instead,
it was her pair of delicate, shapely feet in stockings peeking out from her straight trousers that left a deep impression on me. Aunt Hua is of average build;
if there's one thing that stands out about her, it's probably her personality. Everyone knows how inefficient bank tellers are
, so it's common for people to start cursing on the spot. Aunt Hua was no pushover; the two of them were exchanging barbs through the glass wall:
"You fucking stinking old hag, come out here if you dare!"
"You fucking bastard, if I don't come out, what can you do!" = =b
I'm not a mother-obsessed person, but articles about mothers and sons having sex are my absolute favorite, bar none. I've actually had relationships
with two women, one forty-one and the other forty-five. Normally, when I see a young woman dressed to the nines,
my gaze won't linger for long, and sometimes I'll even let out a disdainful sigh because of her low quality; but if it's
a married woman, a mature woman, or a mother, even if she's plain-looking and ordinary, I'll patiently appreciate her, feeling either regret,
admiration, or drooling. Because once a woman has experienced marriage and love, and has been touched by the glow of motherhood,
I cherish her dearly and hold back.
Because of my attraction to mature women, this journey was both painful and blissful. My corpora cavernosa remained
engorged , and prostatic fluid slowly seeped from my urethra, drying on my underwear. Pulling on it caused a
sharp pain in the tender skin that was stuck to it, and then more fluid seeped out. Aunt Hua was quite generous; when she got tired, she leaned slightly against me, leaving me frozen in place
, unable to move. I was afraid of startling her, afraid of ending this rare intimacy.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the restaurant arranged by my cousin's family. We sat down at two tables, and after some polite greetings, we
ate and drank. Aunt Hua didn't sit at my table; our table was mainly for drinking. Everyone toasted and
laughed, making quite a scene. After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, I put down my chopsticks, slightly tipsy. Under the next table, a dark green
dress draped over Aunt Hua's pale thighs. This carefree woman was actually spreading her legs, opening and closing them rhythmically
. I never blush when drinking, but at this moment, I could feel my cheeks burning and turning red.
After a satisfying meal, we drove to the hotel arranged by the other party. Seven rooms were booked in total. My cousin's father
handed out room keys and assigned rooms to each person. A strange unease began to creep into my heart, and I couldn't pinpoint
the source of this feeling. Whenever I entered a hotel room area, I would become excited, always fantasizing about
what the men and women behind the doors were doing: talking, flirting, passionate caresses, oral sex, vigorous thrusting,
ejaculation inside, swallowing semen, or discussing serious matters—a rather amusing voyeuristic tendency. But in this environment,
perhaps the restlessness from the alcohol was even stronger.
Everyone was an adult man and woman—couples, mothers and daughters, buddies. After they were all assigned rooms,
surprisingly, only Aunt Hua and I were left.
Just as my cousin's father was feeling awkward, I pressed my beer-filled stomach and urged,
"I'll share a room with Aunt Hua. Give me the key, I can't hold it in any longer!" I snatched the key and went to open the door, not
giving them time to consider.
"Okay, I'll share a room with Xiao X," I heard Aunt Hua's soft voice as I entered the room.
Just as I was secretly pleased with myself, the first problem arose: although it was a standard room with two beds,
the bathroom design was clearly going for an ambiguous style—the bathroom door was made of transparent glass. My secret joy
turned into doubt. What if Aunt Hua changed her mind?
While I was considering this, I was urinating when I heard Aunt Hua's footsteps coming from the hallway. She entered the room, turned around and closed
the door , saw me standing there with my penis erect through the glass door, and walked through the doorway into the room. Apart from the clatter of her high heels,
Aunt Hua didn't make any other sound. Did she not realize it, or did she not care? I shook my penis, flushed the toilet, and walked into the room with a suspicious
look on my face .
Aunt Hua was looking around the room with her handbag, then sighed,
"Not bad!"
She threw the bag onto a bed by the window, then turned around and plopped down on the white mattress. I sat
opposite her, took off my shoes, then propped myself up on my back on the bed.
"What are we going to do tonight?" Aunt Hua casually put one foot on her other knee and took off
her white sandals.
"Let's rest for a bit, then go shopping. It's my first time here, so let's go see the most bustling area." I turned my head and
said to Aunt Hua, glancing at her raised leg. Because of the backlight, I could only see a small, dark patch.
"My feet hurt so much! Ugh, let's go together later." Aunt Hua grumbled, rubbing her toes, and
glanced at my stomach casually.
"Okay~" I looked down and saw that my penis was tented up. I could assure you it was just a natural effect of
my jeans , but I didn't try to hide it. Instead, emboldened by the alcohol, I swayed my hips and deliberately pushed it up,
letting it stand there.
The sky gradually darkened, and the lingering warmth of the setting sun wasn't enough to make me feel irritable. I sat up in bed and
staggered to the bathroom to wash my face. I immediately felt much more awake; the effects of dinner had worn off, and in one
word, I felt refreshed! At this moment, Aunt Hua was sleeping on her side with her back to me, but
she woke up while I was washing my face. She was lying on the bed with her legs crossed, yawning and complaining,
"I'm covered in sweat, it's not comfortable to sleep at all!"
"Go take a shower, and then we'll go shopping." I pretended to be eager, like a shopping
channel host encouraging the masses in front of the TV.
"I'll shower when I get back. I didn't bring any change of clothes, so I can go shopping!"
"Aunt Hua is so carefree. I didn't bring any clothes because I thought it would be too much trouble, but you didn't bring any clothes because you planned it all along!"
"Hehe, don't laugh at me, I'll just buy a pair of shorts (underwear)."
After we got ready, we called a few other companions, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the busiest shopping street.
Among the group, only Aunt Hua was a woman. After arriving at our destination, the others
went off to choose what they wanted. I've always been afraid to shop with women, but today, I acted completely differently. Standing
before Aunt Hua, I straightened my back, tucked in my stomach, and adjusted my clothes, raising an arm in a gentlemanly gesture:
"Aunt Hua, let me do your bidding tonight!"
"Oh, such unsolicited hospitality, there's something fishy going on."
"Don't worry, don't worry, I just want some free ice cream."
"Ha~, sure, this little treat is no problem."
Aunt Hua naturally linked arms with mine, and we walked side by side. Aunt Hua is about 160cm tall, and standing next to me
, we looked quite alike. I felt a flutter in my heart, and my steps seemed a little unsteady. We didn't buy anything; Aunt Hua and I
wandered among the dazzling array of counters. Whenever Aunt Hua liked something, we'd go up and examine it closely, then discuss
the quality, style, and price with her. We browsed through all the major brand-name counters in the mall. I've seen the spectacle of women shopping together before
, and with Aunt Hua's fiery and talkative personality added to the mix, I expected the scene to be
quite embarrassing. Surprisingly, when Aunt Hua took my hand, she transformed into a gentle and refined lady.
At 9:30, the mall's announcement came over the loudspeaker that they would be closing in half an hour. Aunt Hua and I were
on the elevator from the fifth to the fourth floor; the fourth floor was for "ladies' wear, girls' wear, lingerie, pajamas, etc." We stopped on the fourth floor, and Aunt Hua said,
"Wait here for me, I'll just buy something and come right back."
"I'll go with you."
Without waiting for a reply, I gently pulled her arm and started walking.
I led Aunt Hua to a charming lingerie store. Aunt Hua was surprised,
"You knew what I wanted to buy!"
"You told me at the hotel. Young people still have that much of a memory~"
Aunt Hua chuckled and followed me into the lingerie store. I was genuinely a little
overwhelmed , but considering this was also a test of my skills, I wanted to get a high score in Aunt Hua's eyes—this was the moment to shine!
I casually picked up a pair of purplish-gray underwear. The simple, comfortable feel of it wafted from my palms and fingertips. It was a
boxer brief , with seamless hems. I held it up, looking to Aunt Hua for her opinion. Aunt Hua approved, saying, "Good taste,
this is it."
The sales clerk, while processing the order, praised my filial piety, saying I even bought underwear for my mother. I chuckled, and Aunt Hua
remained silent , offering no comment. I took the receipt and headed straight for the cashier. Aunt Hua chased after me, trying to rummage through her bag for the money. I quickly
stepped aside, saying I'd pay for it first.
I led Aunt Hua to the McDonald's on the first floor, wanting her to pay for my ice cream. Aunt Hua pulled
a and handed it to me, saying, "Go buy it yourself." I took it without hesitation, then queued up and bought three ice cream cones,
returning the remaining money to Aunt Hua.
"Why did you buy so many!"
"One for you, two for me."
"I don't want to eat them, they'll upset my stomach."
"Well, I can't finish three either, it's shameful to waste food~"
Helpless, Aunt Hua took one, and we ate as we walked. We hailed a taxi on the way back to the hotel.
Back in the room, Aunt Hua threw her bag on the bed and collapsed onto it, exclaiming how exhausted she was.
"Of course you're tired after walking so much in these high heels, Aunt Hua, why don't you take a shower first?"
Aunt Hua agreed, peeled the shoes off her tender feet, took out
the underwear I had picked out for her from her bag, crumpled it in her hand, and walked barefoot into the bathroom.
I was secretly hoping that Aunt Hua wouldn't wash her underwear immediately after showering, so I could smell its original scent,
lick its secretions, and then ejaculate. When I heard the rustling of clothes being undressed and the sound of running water coming from the bathroom,
Aunt Hua opened the door and told me not to come over. Hehe, I almost forgot, the bathroom door is glass.
When Aunt Hua came out wearing that dark green dress again, I couldn't hold it in any
longer rushed into the bathroom—intending to retrieve Aunt Hua's "relics." I searched every corner of the bathroom but
found nothing I wanted, utterly disappointed. After making some noise, flushing the toilet, and
leaving , I saw a milky-white pair of underwear hanging on the windowsill.
I slumped onto the bed, and Aunt Hua pulled a wooden comb from her bag, leaned against the headboard, and began combing her
pale yellow hair.
"Go wash up, you're all sweaty."
"That's not sweat, that's men's cologne."
"Nonsense!"
I lazily got up, took off my short-sleeved shirt and jeans, revealing my semi-erect penis in black briefs
. As I entered the bathroom, I caught Aunt Hua glancing at me out of the corner of my eye before turning back to the TV
.
Without the stimulation of Aunt Hua's used underwear, even with the warmth of the hot water and shower gel, masturbating was utterly
uninteresting . Having failed to ejaculate, I stopped using my left hand. Drying myself, I
returned to bed, still wearing my black underwear and with a semi-erect penis.
"Why didn't you buy a new pair? Your current underwear is more comfortable."
"I didn't sweat much all day, so it doesn't smell.
" "Of course, only your underwear smells good!"
"I used to have a smell after peeing, but after I got circumcised, there's no smell at all."
"You're quite perceptive."
"Men are fine, but you women need to pay special attention. The smell of your underwear directly reflects your
health ."
"Wow, you know quite a lot about this little ass!"
"Just kidding, my knowledge of hygiene could be your teacher~"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"You think I don't know just because I don't have a girlfriend?"
"Tell me, what do you know!"
"I know how to make a woman feel good."
I blurted out those words without thinking, like I'd been injected with adrenaline.
Aunt Hua's face stiffened, and she hesitated: "Oh dear, my feet hurt, I'm too lazy to talk to you." "
Then let me massage them for you, and see if I'm right~"
Before Aunt Hua could hesitate, I stood up with my semi-erect penis, its "tube shape" very obvious under my underwear
. I sat down at Aunt Hua's feet without any hesitation. Aunt Hua immediately closed her legs, looking extremely unnatural
.
I'm usually a fairly composed person, and it's rare for me to act impulsively. But in this ambiguous situation today,
after holding back for so long, it was hard for me to maintain my composure. At that moment, I didn't bother analyzing the other person's psychological
state anymore; I only had one thought—to get close to Aunt Hua and have her body.
I held Aunt Hua's left foot with my right hand, supported her heel with my left, and lifted it up a little. Finding it a bit difficult,
I moved my hips forward a little, letting Aunt Hua's bare foot rest on my bare thigh. A cool sensation instantly traveled to
my brain , then relayed to my skin, causing my penis
to twitch subtly without Aunt Hua noticing, and become a little more erect.
Aunt Hua awkwardly pulled her left leg back, saying embarrassedly that it wasn't necessary. I was incredibly excited at that moment. The room's furnishings, the
arrangement of the room, Aunt Hua's flushed cheeks, the young man holding Aunt Hua's delicate foot—all seemed
a little distant from my true self. But the young man's rapid heartbeat, his struggling calm, and his suppressed breathing
felt so real to me. The young man's hands mechanically kneaded Aunt Hua's soles repeatedly. It wasn't until Aunt Hua whispered
, "It does feel a little good," that I was brought back to reality.
I looked away from her bare feet, raised my head, and bravely looked at Aunt Hua. She met my gaze briefly before looking away again.
A turbulent inner turmoil and my own self-restraint made my voice low and somber.
"Comfortable, isn't it?"
"Mmm..."
"Actually, I like looking at your feet."
"What's so beautiful about feet!"
"You don't even know what's beautiful about yourself, how can you be a woman?"
"You little butt, tell me what's beautiful about my feet and teach me how to be a woman!" "
Your feet are well-proportioned, plump but not fat, with fair skin, the veins on the instep aren't prominent, the color is subtle,
the heels are rosy, although there's some rough skin, there are no calluses, the nails are full, transparent and shiny, the toe pads are round and plump,
well-arranged, but the length is even, when you hold them in your palm, they look like a row of white steamed
buns . Don't you think they're beautiful!"
"I didn't see that coming! I thought you were honest and didn't dare to pursue girls, I really didn't see that coming!"
"As for how to be a woman, that can't be explained in a few words. But, very importantly, even
the most ordinary woman should know where her beauty lies."
"Hmm, that makes sense!"
"Haha..."
"Haha..."
Just as Aunt Hua was still laughing, I slightly raised the jade-like foot in my hand, then leaned in and bit down
on the middle two toes. Aunt Hua's laughter stopped abruptly. She was about to say something, but noticing my gentle
gaze, she turned her head away, her eyes darting around, unsure of what to do.
Because she had just taken a shower, Aunt Hua's feet had no smell except for a slightly warm, fleshy feel,
which disappointed me a little. Aunt Hua's right leg, which had been curled up, was probably a little uncomfortable. She lifted it slightly, and
the hem of her skirt almost reached her thigh, revealing a purplish-gray stain between her legs. My mouth continued moving, but my heart skipped a beat,
and my manhood immediately reacted. This time it was a bit too loud, and Aunt Hua noticed.
Aunt Hua tried to pull her left foot back from my hand with her left leg. I stopped her for a moment, but still gently placed it
on the bed.
"Xiao X, you're tired today, go to bed early."
"Okay."
I reluctantly returned to my own bed and turned off the TV. Aunt Hua turned off the bedside lamp, and we silently
pulled the covers over ourselves. Only the whirring of the air conditioner filled the room.
Perhaps this would be the last time I had such a good opportunity. I didn't have much experience, and I'd never been forceful with anyone before.
I often read articles on SIS describing how, after successfully forcing myself on someone, things went very
smoothly. But Aunt Hua's attitude just now made me a little apprehensive. What if she resisted fiercely
? There were so many familiar faces around.
I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Anxiety rushed to my head. What could I do
to get back to the bed next to her? After thinking it over, I couldn't come up with a perfect solution.
Adding to my agitation was a faint sound coming from the bed next to hers. I calmed myself and listened carefully;
it was Aunt Hua's stomach rumbling.
"Aunt Hua, is your stomach upset?"
"It's probably from eating ice cream. I have a sensitive stomach, so I don't usually eat cold drinks."
"I'll think of something!"
"What is it?"
I didn't answer her. I jumped off the bed barefoot, regaining my energy. Along with my
heart racing, a smile spread across my face.
I filled the electric kettle with water and found a towel in the bathroom. A few minutes later, the water boiled, and I poured it into
a basin, soaking the towel in the boiling water. I wasn't sure if this method would actually relieve Aunt Hua's stomach discomfort,
but I knew it would allow me to return to that bed and touch Aunt Hua's body again.
I wrung out the hot water and folded the steaming towel into a rectangle. I quickly jumped to Aunt Hua's bedside,
ignoring her, turned on the bedside lamp, and pulled back the covers. Before I could even gasp, the towel was already on Aunt Hua's lower abdomen.
After the light was turned off, I heard a rustling sound from under Aunt Hua's blanket; it was the sound of her taking off her skirt. Now Aunt Hua was
naked from the waist up, that is, bare-breasted, and wearing the purple-gray boxer briefs I had bought. Aunt Hua's legs were slightly...
I opened the bed, revealing a full mons pubis, a fleshy mound, and in the center of her crotch, under the warm orange light of the bedside lamp,
a faint damp stain was faintly visible.
Aunt Hua lay on her back, a hot towel I had placed on her lower abdomen, her two small breasts flat against her chest,
slightly spread apart, the nipples, about the size of a little finger, erect.
Aunt Hua clutched at the blanket, wanting to cover herself again. I hesitated for a moment, then pressed her hand down
and put the blanket back on. Aunt Hua looked at me, and we looked at each other. I knelt on one knee at the edge of the bed, straddling
her body with my other leg, pressing it against her thigh, straddling her pale flesh. We remained silent,
staring at each other, until my hard penis pressed against Aunt Hua's pubic area. Aunt Hua let out a soft moan and turned her head away.
I moved down slightly, burying my head directly in Aunt Hua's chest, inhaling deeply the air between her breasts, afraid of letting out
even a trace of her milky scent. Aunt Hua's breathing quickened, her hips twitched, and I could clearly feel
the friction from her pubic area against my lower abdomen, which made my penis even harder, the head of which felt like it was pushing against the edge of my underwear
. I kneaded her breasts with both hands, using my mouth and tongue to suckle the left and bite the right. Aunt Hua clung to my arms,
stroking my firm triceps.
I looked up and smiled at Aunt Hua. I moved closer, our lips meeting, our tongues entwined,
desperately sucking at Aunt Hua's saliva. Aunt Hua responded passionately, our saliva wetting our chins.
I slipped my tongue into Aunt Hua's ear, and she cried out. This trick always worked, quickly
arousing her. I sucked on Aunt Hua's earlobe, making a smacking sound. Aunt Hua's breathing gradually became rapid
.
My lips roamed over Aunt Hua's upper body, her ribs, her soft waist, her plump belly, and even her adorable
belly button , leaving trails of saliva. I lifted Aunt Hua's buttocks, kneeling beneath her, and
spread her legs wide. Aunt Hua's crotch was already soaked.
"Aunt Hua, I've missed you for so long."
"You have ulterior motives."
"The moment I saw you this morning, I wanted to smell your crotch."
"Smells good, doesn't it?"
"I can't get enough!"
I bit down on the tender flesh of her groin, and Aunt Hua gasped. I gently bit and sucked. Aunt Hua said not to suck, that I shouldn't leave a red mark. I then brought her legs together, pressed her soles together against my face, and sucked hard.
"You're like a dog! Smell it so tightly!"
"I want to smell it all night."
"Then I'm going to sleep!"
"Hehe..."
I spread Aunt Hua's legs apart, reached out and hugged her waist, pressing my mouth and nose heavily against her genitals. Aunt Hua moaned softly. I smelled all over Aunt Hua's cleft; her genitals had a fishy, pungent odor, while her anus was odorless. I pressed my tongue hard against her anus through her underwear, and Aunt Hua cried out, squeezing her thighs together and tightening her anus. The tighter she squeezed, the harder I pressed.
"Don't lick there!"
"I want it!"
"Ah...uh..."
I moved up a little and sucked hard on that wet patch. Aunt Hua cried out softly, her face already flushed red. The wet patch grew larger and larger.
"Take off your underwear!"
"Why?"
"I don't have any underwear to change into tomorrow!" "
Then don't wear it~"
"Nonsense!"
Aunt Hua stretched her legs straight up, and I took the opportunity to pull down her underwear. A faint wisp of pubic hair adorned her darkened vulva, the entrance already dripping wet, with a small polyp on her anus. The upper part of her labia minora was closed, with a few pubic hairs stuck to it, and her clitoris was half-covered by the foreskin. I opened my mouth and took it in; a large, fishy, salty taste entered my mouth. Aunt Hua was speechless by now, her mouth agape, her brows furrowed, whimpering softly.
"Aunt Hua, did you bring a condom?"
"Who brings a condom when they're seeing someone off at a wedding!
" "Oh right, there's one on the sink!"
"Silly boy! What did you say when you checked out?"
"What should I do then?
" "Don't worry, I have an IUD."
"I'm coming in!" I chuckled.
I probed the entrance with my glans before thrusting in. Having done enough foreplay, I didn't bother with any gentleness and began a vigorous thrusting. Aunt Hua cried out. I pressed myself against her, my hands under her armpits, gripping her shoulders, ready to pound.
The sounds of our thrusting grew louder, my hot breath spraying directly onto Aunt Hua's mouth and nose. I held her shoulders tightly, pounding her hips rapidly and violently.
"Aunt Hua! Ah~ Aunt Hua!"
"Hmm...uh-uh~"
"Aunt Hua! Coming! Aunt Hua!"
"Ah! Come on!"
I pressed hard against Aunt Hua's vulva, thrusting in and out.
The next day, my cousin's father called me several times to wake me up. Aunt Hua was still sleeping soundly, her head resting on my arm, her hands and feet on my chest and thighs. Naked, I picked up the languid and weak Aunt Hua and carried her into the bathroom, where we washed away the sweat, vaginal fluid, and my semen. We didn't say much, cleaned up the toilet paper on the bedside table and floor, dressed ourselves, and left the room one after the other.

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