Peeping at my aunt having sex

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Well, it must have been more than ten years ago.
I was around elementary school age then. My family and my uncle's family had always been close. Sometimes during summer vacation, my older sister would come to our house to play. But that summer, for some reason, my mom made me stay at my uncle's house for a week, probably because they were renovating. So I went. My uncle's house was very small, one of those old-fashioned houses, only about 10 square meters. Three people lived there, so with me, there were four of us. You can imagine how basic the conditions were.
The first few days were normal. Then one morning, I was already up, but my sister was still sleeping. My aunt bought egg pancakes and fried dough sticks for us to eat for breakfast. Then she told me not to look towards the door. I said, "Oh," but actually she was changing clothes. I was young and very honest back then, and I genuinely didn't look at first. But when I was getting the egg pancake, I accidentally—I swear—turned my head and saw my aunt's upper body was bare. Her waist was quite slender, and her breasts were naturally sagging a bit, probably a B to C cup. They weren't small, and quite pretty. The color of her nipples was a bit dark, but it didn't matter. Besides, she was quite far away, probably more than 5 meters, so I couldn't see clearly. My aunt was wearing white underwear, not the sexy styles of today, just a very ordinary triangle, and it covered quite a lot of her body. I remember I was really aroused when I saw that, and I immediately turned my head away. Sigh, if it were now... hehe.

I remember that night, my sister and I were urged to go to bed early by my uncle. Because the place was small, my sister, aunt, and I slept in the bed, while my uncle slept on the floor. It was summer, so it didn't matter. Then, in my hazy state, I heard some sounds. I didn't understand them at the time and didn't pay attention, but now I think it was probably moaning from being touched. After a few minutes, I felt a rhythmic thumping sound, and I slowly woke up. I was lying on the edge of the bed when I was surprised to see that my aunt was no longer on the bed, but on the floor, on top of my uncle. She was either in a lotus position or on top of him, her lower body moving back and forth. I must say, my aunt has a pretty good figure, so she looked quite beautiful. It was obvious that she was holding back from screaming, but the more she did, the more seductive it became. The dialogue was fragmented:
Aunt: "Mmm...mmm...mmm...okay, okay, mmm..."
Uncle: "Oh...oh...how is it, comfortable?" Actually, they were speaking in the local dialect, but for everyone's convenience, I've translated it directly.
Aunt: "Mmm...okay, it works. Be gentle, don't let them hear. Mmm...be gentle."
Then they continued moving up and down, but unfortunately, I fell asleep again at that time. Don't blame me, I was too young then to understand.

I woke up the next morning. My uncle was snoring on the floor, and my aunt was already up. I peeked at the floor and saw my aunt's white embroidered bra on it. From behind, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, only white panties.

What I remember most vividly was the last night. Maybe they were off guard, I guessed later. My sister and I were urged to go to bed early. I wondered if they were going to go to the floor again, so I pretended to be asleep, breathing evenly. They thought I was asleep. My aunt read the newspaper in bed for a while, and after my uncle finished, he lay down on the floor to sleep. I was still sleeping on the outermost side, facing the wall, squinting at my aunt. She put away the newspaper, glanced at my uncle, and nodded. I don't know what signal my uncle gave, but I guessed it was a signal for sex. Then my aunt glanced at us, and I quickly closed my eyes. She slowly and gently stepped over us and onto the floor.
My aunt said, "Why are you in such a hurry? They're not asleep yet." I secretly wanted to laugh; I really wasn't asleep. But at that time, I felt anticipation, unease, tension, and excitement. My heart was pounding. That feeling is deeply etched in my memory; I'll never forget it. I wonder if anyone else has ever felt this way when spying—that feeling of intense anticipation mixed with fear of being seen. Okay, enough rambling.
My uncle said, "It's alright, they're already asleep. The children will fall asleep soon." At that moment, I heard the sound of clothes being undressed. Although I didn't know whose clothes they were, I was still very excited. I just kept looking at the wall and couldn't see anything, which made me a little uncomfortable.
Then came the sound of kissing. My uncle was probably touching my aunt's body. My aunt couldn't help but moan a few times, then quickly stopped, just holding it in. Actually, that felt pretty good too.
After a while, I heard my aunt let out an "Ah!" Maybe he went in. I guessed what happened later when I grew up.
First, there were slow, rhythmic "plop plop" sounds of going in and out. Slowly, I heard "slap slap" sounds, but still very slow, probably to avoid us hearing. My aunt slowly started moaning, but it was limited to "hmm, ah, um."
They paused for a moment, panting. Sneaking around like this must be exhausting, haha. My uncle probably adjusted his movements; I heard the sound of flesh hitting the floor, then the rhythm gradually quickened, "slap slap slap slap," "slap slap slap slap."
My aunt probably couldn't hold back anymore; she cried out a few times, the sound getting louder, but still not too loud. Unfortunately, I didn't see what they were doing, which was a bit of a disappointment. I kept wanting to turn around, but I didn't dare, afraid they'd see me.
My uncle: "Wife, is it comfortable? Is it comfortable?" he asked, giving a forceful thrust. Why does my uncle always like to ask that? Maybe he wants a sense of accomplishment.
Aunt: "Mmm, so comfortable, so comfortable, a little longer, mmm, mmm, mmm, honey, okay, okay, I can't take it anymore." Actually, I couldn't take it anymore. I shifted my body, but didn't dare to turn any further.
Uncle: "Can we change positions? I want you to lie on your stomach."
Aunt: "No, I'm sorry, just hurry up."
Uncle was probably quite annoyed, haha. Then there were "slap slap" sounds, stomachs hitting each other, and water sounds. I blushed and felt very excited. I decided to turn around and peek.
They stopped to catch their breath after a while, and then Aunt let out an "ah," for some reason. Then Uncle started moving again. They were both very excited, and Aunt's moans became faster and faster.
I finally couldn't help but turn around, and then I pretended to smack my lips, trying to make them think I was asleep. Sure enough, they watched me nervously as I stopped. Of course, I wasn't that stupid, so I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. Actually, I was very nervous at that time, afraid of laughing out loud.
Soon, they seemed to think there was nothing wrong and continued. I slowly opened my eyes to look, at first just a little bit, then immediately closed them again. I remember it so clearly: my uncle was holding my aunt's legs apart, pulling his penis out. I guess this continued for a while, and I couldn't resist anymore. I slowly opened my eyes to look. From my angle, I could see half of my aunt's body and face, because the edge of the bed blocked the other side.
My uncle was pulling my aunt's legs back and forth, sometimes looking at my aunt's face, sometimes looking at the place where they were joined. After a while, my uncle started to lie on top of my aunt, his hands on my aunt's shoulders,
"Wife, wife, how can it be, is it good?" What does "how can it be" mean? Does it feel good from behind?
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, good, good... again." In reality, it seems there were only a few moans, obviously not as rich as in porn.
My uncle said something else in a very low voice, I didn't hear it, I just saw my uncle's buttocks moving up and down, my aunt's face looking up, her eyes closed, looking very comfortable.
After a while, my uncle sped up, and my aunt's moans became incoherent and louder, no longer caring about anything. "Ah, ah, sigh, sigh, hum..."
Suddenly, my uncle thrust hard and stopped. They remained in that position for quite a while. They started whispering sweet nothings, but I didn't really hear them. One sentence I still remember:
My aunt said, "I never knew making love could be so pleasurable." She was referring to making love.

Don't doubt it, this is a story from my childhood. It's actually quite normal, just the kind of things that happen between couples. I remember my uncle's house was across from the toothpaste factory in my city. I think it still exists now. They were all old-style houses where neighbors shared kitchens and bathrooms, so the living conditions weren't very good.
Writing this, I realize I have a particularly vivid memory of those scenes. Haha, these are all stories from my childhood. Now, even if I wanted to peek, I wouldn't have the chance.

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