Years later, he finally rekindled his romance with Aunt Wang.

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Speaking of my former lover, Aunt Wang, who is actually my good friend's mother, I took advantage of her while my friend was abroad. We were lovers for two years until he returned to China. Before becoming lovers, Aunt Wang and I had a very good relationship, basically like godmothers. During her son's time abroad, the widowed Aunt Wang treated me like her son, a sentiment that remained unchanged even after I forced her into becoming my lover. However, as we made love more frequently, Aunt Wang's identity as my lover began to confuse her; sometimes she couldn't distinguish between mother and lover.

When Aunt Wang's son returned to China, our relationship ended. She finally ended this forbidden relationship, secretly relieved but also somewhat reluctant. But the reality was that maintaining our previous relationship was impossible. Although we could still satisfy each other through extramarital affairs, we decisively ended it due to potential problems.

Aunt Wang herself also found it difficult to accept having an affair with me in front of her son. Aunt Wang and I naturally kept this a secret, so my friend still doesn't know that I slept with his mother for two whole years. He's genuinely grateful that I took care of her while he was away, and our friendship has only deepened since.

About two years later, my friend got married and bought a house closer to his and his wife's workplaces. Actually, it wasn't far from their old house either. Aunt Wang only had to take about forty minutes by car from the new house to her hospital commute, which isn't much of a time in Beijing. The old house remained vacant and wasn't rented out.

Another two years passed like this. During that time, I met Aunt Wang and her family a few times and had meals with them. I also got to know my friend's wife, but she didn't seem very friendly. Although we ate together, we didn't talk much, and she didn't seem willing to interact with strangers. It also seemed that Aunt Wang didn't talk much to her daughter-in-law.

Aunt Wang's late husband and my parents used to work at the same company, and many people in the neighborhood knew each other. Although Aunt Wang no longer lived very close to everyone, there were still occasional rumors about her family, saying that she was having problems with her mother-in-law. Based on my interactions with her family, I felt this was possible. So

I started contacting Aunt Wang privately, not intending to rekindle our old relationship. After all, she still treated me like a son, even though her son had cheated on her; there were still lingering feelings between us.

After getting through on the phone, I greeted her and subtly inquired about her family situation. Aunt Wang understood my meaning and didn't shy away from me, describing her family situation to me.

Aunt Wang's daughter-in-law was a rather strong-willed woman with many demands. Shortly after the marriage, she began to dislike some of Aunt Wang's habits and practices. My friend was caught in the middle, not trying to mediate, and by not taking sides, the conflict escalated.

Aunt Wang is the gentle, virtuous wife and loving mother type. Although she was angry, she didn't want to argue too much, and she felt that a bad relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law wouldn't be good for her son either. She naively believed that as long as she was more tolerant, her daughter-in-law wouldn't go too far. Unexpectedly, that woman thought Aunt Wang was easy to bully and started to escalate her bullying, eventually finding fault with everything, which made Aunt Wang's situation and mood worse and worse.

After listening to Aunt Wang's story, I believed that what she said was basically true, because Aunt Wang is indeed a very good-natured woman, both in life and at work. Just think about how bad the medical environment is in China now. Aunt Wang has been a nurse for almost thirty years and has basically never received a patient complaint. My impression of her daughter-in-law also supports Aunt Wang's statement.

However, this is a family matter, and I could only comfort Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang also told me that she was very happy that I took the initiative to call her and sincerely comforted her. In the end, she told me that she was fine, that she would get used to it, and that I shouldn't worry.

After that, I started calling Aunt Wang from time to time, about once or twice a week, to chat with her and hope she would be happier. Before each call, I would send a text message to ask if it was a convenient time, because I felt it was best if her son and daughter-in-law didn't know about our communication.

After a month of chatting, Aunt Wang told me that she was doing well and hadn't argued for a while, which made me happy for her. However, I also encountered a problem. Basically, every time I texted Aunt Wang to confirm, she would call me back very quickly. Occasionally, if she wasn't quick enough, she would tell me she had just seen the text message as soon as the call connected. Didn't she ever try to hide it from her son and daughter-in-law?

Then I found an opportunity to ask her about it. After hesitating for a moment, Aunt Wang told me that she was now living alone in her old house because it was closer to her workplace. That's when I realized that the time Aunt Wang said she hadn't argued wasn't because the relationship had improved, but because she had moved out. In other words, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had deteriorated further.

In a sense, Aunt Wang was driven away by her daughter-in-law, and I felt indignant for her.

However, Aunt Wang also told me that she usually went to her son's house on weekends, which at least showed that the mother-son relationship hadn't changed much.

Another half month passed, and the weather started to get hotter. Aunt Wang and I kept in touch.

One Thursday evening, Aunt Wang and I had a long phone call. As I was finishing up, Aunt Wang suddenly asked me what my plans were for the weekend. I said I didn't have any plans and would probably just stay home. Aunt Wang continued to ask if I would like to come to her house for dinner, because she and her husband had things to do on the weekend and she didn't need to come over. So she wanted to have a good talk with me in person on the weekend.

After all, we had been lovers for two years, and I felt that Aunt Wang's purpose in inviting me to her house was probably not that simple. Anyway, I wouldn't refuse, so we arranged to meet on Saturday morning.

I'm single anyway, so I told my family on Saturday that I was going to visit a friend and went out. It had been a long time since we had spent time alone together, so I bought a lot of fruit before going to Aunt Wang's house.

Aunt Wang opened the door after hearing the knock. Seeing me, she seemed a little annoyed and asked if I had thrown away my keys. I said of course not, but I felt it was better to knock first.

Although I sounded a bit distant, because I wasn't being very serious, Aunt Wang immediately cheered when she learned I still had her keys. She glared at me and then scolded me gently, "You little rascal, still being so formal with your Aunt Wang?" She then pulled me inside.

The weather was already warm, and Aunt Wang wasn't dressed formally at home; in fact, she was rather revealing. She wore a sleeveless, midi-length dress, about five centimeters above her knees, revealing more than she had. The dress had thin straps and a low, wide neckline, almost like a halter top.

Aunt Wang was a very conservative woman, always very conservative in her clothing. Although during the latter part of her time as my lover she had become more accepting of my requests to be naked at home, she immediately became extremely conservative again after her son returned to China, and has remained so ever since. Knowing Aunt Wang as I do, if she really just wanted to chat with me, as she claimed, she would never have dressed like this, exposing her deep cleavage so openly in front of me.

At the time, I had just started dating Sister Yaqing, and our relationship was still uncertain. Although five years had passed, Aunt Wang, at fifty-one, still aroused my desire with her current behavior. In these matters, a man should be more proactive, so after a brief exchange, I sat down close to Aunt Wang's body, and my hand unceremoniously reached for her chest.

Aunt Wang immediately responded passionately, pressing her body even closer to me, while her breathing quickly became heavy.

So, after five years, I entered Aunt Wang's body again. The long-lost feeling was still so pleasurable. Aunt Wang was a little awkward at first, but gradually opened up, cooperating with my repeated penetrations deep into her vagina. Her moans and cries were continuous. Although she tried to keep her voice down to avoid being heard by the neighbors, it was clear that Aunt Wang had begun to enjoy the long-awaited intercourse.

In the end, I didn't hold back and ejaculated all my semen into Aunt Wang's uterus. I don't know if Aunt Wang has gone through menopause, but I know that Aunt Wang never asks me to use a condom, and she also likes it when I ejaculate directly into her body.

After the passion, Aunt Wang simply wiped her genitals and then lay down beside me, holding me with a satisfied smile on her face. I held her and lay there quietly for a while. I was the one who broke the silence first, asking Aunt Wang how she felt. Aunt Wang blushed a little and said it was very comfortable. Then I brought up the issue of what to do after ejaculating inside her.

Aunt Wang said her periods had been decreasing for over a year, but it hadn't stopped. I suggested she take her medication as usual, but to my surprise, she said, "I'm so old, I shouldn't be pregnant!" Then, with a nonchalant expression, she added, "So what if I am? Nobody will know!" It seemed Aunt Wang was still upset, feeling like she'd been kicked out of her home. I think the way she invited me over, even with a hint of seduction, and now she was saying such hurtful things, was probably because she was feeling down. Subconsciously, she was thinking: "You two are so difficult with me, why should I care about your feelings? I'll just go find a younger guy and sleep with him. If word gets out, you'll both be embarrassed."

But Aunt Wang is a very gentle woman after all. Once she'd vented, she went to get some medication and took it.

Aunt Wang and I both thought that five years ago was the last time we'd ever make love, but we never expected to have another chance together. Actually, Aunt Wang was still the same conservative Aunt Wang. Although she was at the age of sexual turmoil during those five years, she had never had another lover. In her life, only her deceased husband and I had been intimate with her.

Although it had been five years since we'd done it, since we decided to reunite, Aunt Wang quickly regained her former mindset. After taking her medication, she told me that she had started taking short-acting birth control pills the day I approved her visit, and since it was still a little early, she was taking emergency contraception. This was a veiled way of telling me that she hoped I would continue to come and have sex with her in the future.

I then started teasing Aunt Wang verbally, and my hands unabashedly reached for her sensitive areas, making her blush and pant.

Afterwards, Aunt Wang pushed me away, saying it was getting late and she needed to make lunch. Then, Aunt Wang got out of bed, grabbed her dress without a bra, put it on, and went briskly to the kitchen to cook.

Seeing Aunt Wang's relaxed steps, I knew she was in a much better mood. I followed her into the kitchen, where the resourceful Aunt Wang had already skillfully started preparing the vegetables, humming a tune softly.

I walked behind her, gently pressing her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, you look best without clothes." As I spoke, I grabbed the straps of her dress, and the loose dress slid down to the floor.

Aunt Wang let out a soft gasp, but I quickly suppressed her feeble resistance, pressing her against the countertop and inserting myself into her vagina from behind while she remained standing.

This position was stimulating, but physically demanding. Since I had already ejaculated once, we were both a bit tired, but I still didn't feel the urge to ejaculate.

Aunt Wang then told me to stop for a moment and continue after dinner. However, seeing my still erect penis, she knelt down tenderly and took it into her mouth.

Aunt Wang's oral skills were already quite good, honed from her time as my lover a few years ago. Although they had become a bit rusty over the years, the basics were still there, and I finally ejaculated under her gentle care. Aunt Wang didn't resist; she let me ejaculate directly into her mouth, which she then swallowed.

That day, Aunt Wang and I were both immersed in the long-awaited excitement and passion, and her naked body provided me with continuous stimulation. In the end, I ejaculated four times, feeling my legs go weak.

Old lovers like us, rekindling our old flames, usually feel restless and eager. Three days later, Aunt Wang happened to be off work, and I took the day off to spend another day with her.

After we had sex, Aunt Wang asked me very seriously, because she had definitely aged considerably compared to five years ago, and whether her attractiveness had diminished.

To be honest, Aunt Wang wasn't the kind of middle-aged beauty who immediately evoked strong feelings. Of course, her clothes showed off her ample breasts and buttocks, but age catches up with everyone. Now over fifty, Aunt Wang's figure was a bit out of shape compared to five years ago; her skin was looser, and her breasts had sagged. But the appeal of having sex with a mature woman is that special feeling, so I told Aunt Wang the truth: she was still very attractive to me, otherwise I wouldn't have come.

Although Aunt Wang could guess what I was thinking, she was still excited to hear me say it directly.

For a while afterward, I didn't have a chance to be close to Aunt Wang, but I still called to check in from time to time. Then, more than half a month later, Aunt Wang finally arranged to meet me at her house for sex on the weekend. On the phone, Aunt Wang said she had a surprise for me this time, and no matter how much I pressed her, she wouldn't tell me. I didn't ask anymore, but to be honest, Aunt Wang wasn't a romantic woman; her life was very conventional, and I didn't think her surprise would be anything special.

On the weekend, I went to Aunt Wang's house as agreed. When I took out my key to open the door, I found it was locked from the inside. Just as I was wondering what was going on and preparing to knock, Aunt Wang asked from inside who it was. Upon hearing my voice, she immediately opened the door.

That's when I realized why Aunt Wang had locked the door. She had already taken off all her clothes and was waiting for me at home, but being cautious by nature, she locked the door first to prevent her son from suddenly attacking.

Aunt Wang was definitely not promiscuous, but seeing her naked as she opened the door for me, I suddenly felt she was incredibly seductive, and my lust surged wildly. So we immediately embraced and rolled onto the bed.

After bringing Aunt Wang to orgasm, I also felt the urge to ejaculate. I should mention that I rarely consciously suppress my urge to ejaculate when having sex with Aunt Wang. Whether in her mouth or vagina, I ejaculate without hesitation. Basically, when needed, Aunt Wang just sucks my penis hard with her mouth.

Just as I was getting ready to ejaculate inside Aunt Wang, she suddenly stopped me. I was in the middle of it all and didn't really want to, but seeing how determined she was, I stopped anyway.

Aunt Wang told me to pull my penis out, then asked if I remembered the surprise she'd mentioned earlier, and told me to guess. I was already quite excited to be interrupted, and since I hadn't had high hopes for Aunt Wang's surprise, I just gave her a few casual answers. When I couldn't guess, I told her to reveal the answer quickly.

Then Aunt Wang told me that her anus had been cleaned. Because she was shy, her voice was very soft, and I could barely hear her. This was indeed a big surprise. I was still a little skeptical, so I leaned closer to her anus and saw that it had indeed been cleaned and lubricated.

Actually, I had done anal sex with Aunt Wang a few years ago, but back then, probably because I was in a hurry and my technique wasn't good enough, she experienced a lot of pain, so I didn't try it again. So, although I had deflowered Aunt Wang, we hadn't actually enjoyed the pleasure of anal sex together. This time, Aunt Wang was determined to let me fuck her asshole again, which clearly shows that she paid a high price.

Because I had almost never done it before, thorough preparation was necessary before anal sex. Aunt Wang told me that she had just had a bowel cleansing before I arrived, undergoing three enemas in total. The final fluid looked clean, and I trusted her completely. As a head nurse in obstetrics and gynecology with thirty years of experience, enemas, both the procedure and the equipment, were no problem for her. Although she had never given herself one before, it didn't cause her much discomfort. After confirming the enema was clean, Aunt Wang even applied some baby oil inside and outside her anus.

Since Aunt Wang had so willingly offered her anus, I wouldn't be polite. I'm not the boy who knew almost nothing about anal sex a few years ago anymore.

Anal sex is different from regular intercourse, especially for women. Pain is a major obstacle, as is hygiene. However, after several enemas and using a condom, these issues should be largely resolved. Therefore, we decided to use the most suitable anal sex positions.

Aunt Wang lay on the bed, placing a pillow under her buttocks to elevate them as much as possible. I then asked her to spread her legs as far apart as possible, while simultaneously using my hands to help her separate her buttocks, clearly exposing her anus.

I put on the latex gloves Aunt Wang had prepared, applied some baby oil to them, and slowly inserted them into her anus. Aunt Wang seemed a little nervous, her anus clenching my fingers. With my gentle reassurance and encouragement, she gradually began to relax, and I gently rotated my fingers inside her anus, further lubricating her.

Feeling it was about time, I put on a condom, applied some more baby oil to the tip, and asked Aunt Wang to remain still. Then, through the condom, I pressed my glans against her anus, waited a moment, and then pushed forward. There was noticeable resistance, but it entered her anus relatively easily. It seemed Aunt Wang had undergone thorough mental and physical preparation, which was very beneficial for anal sex.

Aunt Wang's anus was very tight, enveloping my penis. I began to slowly thrust in and out, and I could clearly feel that the resistance was much greater than when I was penetrating her vagina. To be honest, anal sex doesn't provide as much physiological stimulation as regular intercourse, because the rectum is definitely wider than the vagina, and there's no feeling of being enveloped by the vaginal walls. However, anal sex is indeed very stimulating.

Since Aunt Wang initiated anal sex this time, she was trying to adapt to the sensation, so she didn't feel as unbearable as before, although she still felt a lot of pain. But Aunt Wang was gritting her teeth and persevering.

I saw Aunt Wang's suffering, but since she had taken the initiative to ask me to fuck her anus, and she didn't seem to want to stop, I continued to slowly thrust in and out of her anus.

At the same time, to help Aunt Wang relax, I told her to try masturbating. Aunt Wang was very obedient and reached out and began to clumsily fidget with her vagina.

As a result, Aunt Wang gradually relaxed, and her fingers became more and more skilled at thrusting in and out of her vagina. This allowed her energy to gradually dissipate from the pain in her anus. At the same time, Aunt Wang's anus was no longer as tense as it had been at the beginning. Although it was still very tight, it no longer provided much resistance. So I gradually began to increase the frequency and force of my thrusts, and Aunt Wang finally began to understand the pleasure of anal sex. As the pain in her anus gradually lessened, the feeling of fullness made Aunt Wang feel somewhat enjoyable.

Aunt Wang also began to increase the intensity of her stimulation of her vagina, and finally she reached an orgasm. With the arrival of the orgasm, Aunt Wang's body began to spasm, and her anus contracted in waves. I was stimulated by Aunt Wang's wanton appearance and the contraction of her anus, and I lost

control of my ejaculation. It seemed that this time Aunt Wang was determined to serve me well. After I ejaculated, Aunt Wang, who had not yet recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm, took the initiative to remove the condom, then carefully cleaned my penis with her mouth, and then hugged me and lay down, her expression very satisfied.

I asked her how she was feeling, and Aunt Wang sincerely said, "Although I know you genuinely want to be intimate with me, I still get very excited every time. Although it still hurts quite a bit, I'm still willing." Aunt Wang lowered her head and thought for a moment, her face gradually showing excitement. Then she said to me, "I'm an old lady, my figure isn't what it used to be, but my anus is still quite tight. As long as you don't mind, I can give it to you anytime. I can endure any pain." Hearing this, I was also very excited and comforted Aunt Wang.

After that, every time Aunt Wang and I had sex, I would always penetrate her anus. Aunt Wang's anus gradually became more pliable. Although she still felt pain, it wasn't as intense anymore. The special feeling of fullness gave Aunt Wang a unique kind of pleasure, and she increasingly enjoyed the feeling of her anus being forcefully penetrated.

Starting at age 46, I half-coerced and half-begged Aunt Wang into having her body taken over after four years of widowhood. She was then forced to be my lover for two and a half years. If those experiences were due to my efforts, then a few years later, at the advanced age of 51, Aunt Wang again willingly threw herself into my arms. It was truly a twist of fate. Through comparing her to her daughter-in-law, Aunt Wang truly felt that I treated her well, which led to her offering herself up.

Completely liberated, Aunt Wang began to truly enjoy the pleasure of sex. I also discovered that Aunt Wang was actually a very desireful woman. Although over 50, she possessed a hidden allure, becoming increasingly thirsty and wanton in bed.

Aunt Wang and I maintained this affair for several more months. Then, perhaps because her daughter-in-law was indeed not very good, her son finally couldn't tolerate it and divorced her. So Aunt Wang moved back home to live with her son.

This made it inconvenient for us to be together often, but Aunt Wang still occasionally found opportunities to have fun with me.

I just don't know if Aunt Wang, whose sexual desire I've already aroused, can hold back.

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