My aunt gave me foot massage

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At noon
, we ate a quick meal and rested for a bit before my aunt and I rode off on our bicycles. Because there was no opportunity, my cousin and I
didn't have a chance to "make love" all day. Before we parted, she quietly slipped the pair of used stockings she had worn that day into my pocket. We had just ridden out of
the village.

"Oh no, Auntie, come back with me. I forgot my house keys." This was the excuse my cousin and I had prepared beforehand.

"Go back by yourself, I'll wait for you here." The aunt seemed tired.

"Let's go together. It'll only get hotter if we stay here. A breeze and some exercise will keep us warm." My aunt was convinced, and we went home together.
Because everyone was in a hurry, we rushed through the yard and into the house. When we entered the house, everyone was stunned, even
I, who had been prepared, hadn't expected it.

On the bed lay my cousin and uncle, both completely naked. My uncle was lying on the bed, while my cousin was on top of him, sucking
and stroking his large penis, her mouth glistening with his secretions. This was completely unexpected; it was utterly shocking. Incest between father and daughter was right before my eyes.

The whole scene froze. The uncle, cousin, and aunt stood there, stunned. The aunt rushed over like a madwoman and started wildly attacking the uncle and cousin. All that was left
was heart-wrenching crying. The aunt cried, the cousin cried, and the uncle desperately tried to comfort the aunt.

Of course I knew my cousin's crying was fake; it was all a trap. To get my aunt to accept me and other men besides my uncle, the bottom
line was that she had to know her husband was also unfaithful. That was the bare minimum; otherwise, given my aunt's character, she wouldn't have strayed. But
the price was too high; a family was destroyed.

My aunt didn't forgive them. She packed her clothes, and we went to my house together. Even then, she didn't forget to pack a few pairs of sexy
underwear and thin, flesh-colored stockings.

Because of a farce that unfolded, my aunt, who was originally just visiting, has become a temporary resident. She says she doesn't want to go back to that inhumane home. I originally thought
she just disliked my cousin and uncle, but in fact, she doesn't want to go back to that painful place. The day after we left, my cousin
went to work in another city with her friends, and my uncle also cut short his monthly leave to return to his workplace.

My aunt was still living in our house, which made me very excited because I could see her every day. However, I was also saddened by my cousin Xiaoyu's departure to another place,
because she was, after all, my sexual awakening teacher. Of course, that's a story for another time.

Because my house is quite spacious, I wasn't nervous about my aunt's arrival. My mother prepared a room for her, right next to mine. The thought of my goddess
now living in my house, her alluring body, her sexy stockings—I couldn't close my eyes all night.

I took out the used stockings my cousin had given me and sniffed them intensely. Since my cousin had only worn them for half a day, the stockings had almost no smell left.
I was disappointed because I had originally planned to masturbate by smelling these stockings.

Then I remembered my aunt's stockings. Everyone in the family was asleep, so I got up in the dark and went to the shoe cabinet. I
grabbed the pair of black flat leather shoes my aunt had worn that day, but unfortunately, there were no stockings inside. It seemed my aunt had worn them to the bedroom.

I held the leather shoes to my nose and gently smelled them. I had expected a musty leather smell, but instead, they had a faint, pleasant fragrance, followed by
a fresh leather scent, even though the shoes were clearly old.

"She's so sexy, even her leather shoes are sprayed with perfume." I thought to myself, why is my aunt so sexy but so proper to me? Holding the used
leather shoes my aunt wore, I almost got an erection again. Suddenly, another idea came to me.

"Auntie, are you asleep? I'll get you a coil of mosquito coils." Because this room used to be used to store miscellaneous items, it wasn't thoroughly cleaned today.

"Xiaoyong, come in." It turned out the door wasn't locked. "Find it yourself, Auntie's tired." I could tell Auntie had just been crying again, and I felt a
pang of sadness myself.

I came in without turning on the light. Familiarly, I reached for my aunt's bedside table, and sure enough, I found it—my aunt's stockings were in my hand. Then, with that same
hand, I placed the stockings my cousin had given me on the bedside table. Seeing that my aunt was still turning her head away from me, I quickly made an excuse and left.

Good heavens! The thing I've been dreaming of for two days is finally in my hands! Back in my room, I held it to my nose and inhaled deeply. Ah, after last night's...

Having sex, and having been inside leather shoes all day, I think these stockings must have a faint sour smell or even a foul smell.

But to my utter surprise, these sexy stockings were actually fragrant, a natural scent even more fragrant than the stockings themselves. My penis quickly swelled, and I
masturbated while smelling my aunt's fragrant stockings. It was even more pleasurable than having my cousin give me oral sex, because I could feel my aunt's jade feet right in front of my nose.

"Auntie, Aunt Shuhui, my Shuhui, you're so sexy, so alluring! You even spray such strong perfume on your feet! I want you so badly, I have to...
have you!" Thinking of my aunt's arousal, in less than a minute, my semen was sprayed everywhere. Another crazy night. Although my cousin wasn't
with me tonight, I still came three times, even more pleasurably than yesterday. I knew it was because of my aunt's stockings.

The next morning, I hid the stockings, intending to keep swapping them with my aunt so I could smell her used stockings every day.

But after daybreak, I realized that the two pairs of stockings were not the same color. Although they were both flesh-colored, my aunt's were a bit darker and my cousin's were a bit lighter. I
prayed anxiously that my aunt would not notice these details.

Sure enough, the aunt seemed to be fine, and was still wearing flesh-colored stockings after getting up.

In the following days, my aunt's life became more regular. She would wear the same pair of stockings for two days in a row. She would take them off in her room on the first day and
at the shoe cabinet by the door on the second night. I would then change out of her used stockings that night.

The next morning, Auntie would get up early to wash those stockings.

At first, I thought my aunt wasn't a very clean person because she would wear the same pair of socks for two days. But later I realized I was wrong. She was very clean. Except for her stockings
, she changed all her underwear and panties every day because there were always different kinds of her underwear drying on the balcony.

I really don't understand why stockings are so special to my aunt. But it's good this way, because stockings that my aunt has worn for two days will have a stronger smell, which
will be more pleasant for me.

About half a year passed, and it was spring of the following year. During this time, my uncle came to our house many times. Perhaps with my mother and father's persuasion, my aunt
's anger subsided a bit, but she still refused to go with him. Even the Spring Festival was spent by my uncle alone; my cousin didn't come home either.

My cousin wrote to me; she misses me a lot. She's currently working in a city in the south, and she revealed why she wouldn't have sex with me: she'd been raped
and was afraid of contracting an STD from me. Now, she's confirmed she's healthy and promised to
give herself to me when she returns.

I cried, feeling directly responsible for the breakdown of this family. My cousin said she didn't regret it because she loved me. Along with the letter came a package containing
my cousin's recently changed-off used stockings, pantyhose, and several pairs of sexy, see-through used underwear.

She said she knew I would receive my aunt's stockings, but now that the weather is cold, my aunt must have switched to cotton socks, so she sent me these things to help
me get through these lonely days.

She was right. The weather finally warmed up, and I was 15 years old. My aunt finally put on the stockings I had been longing for. Her routine remained the same, and
I could still get her used stockings every two days, only the scent had faded.

Life continued as usual. My aunt helped clean the house every day, and spent the rest of her time watching TV or going for a walk in the street. My parents were both busy with
work. My mother was at her workplace during the day, and after work, she would play mahjong with the neighbors. My father was often away on business trips, so I rarely saw him during the day or at night.

Perhaps this is why my aunt was able to settle down comfortably; the house didn't feel crowded, and she didn't feel superfluous. Besides, the city is
different from the countryside; after living here for more than six months, my aunt's demeanor changed a lot. Everyone said she was more beautiful and slimmer than she had been in the countryside.

In my eyes, my aunt had become even more alluring, and my masturbation frequency went from once every two days to once a day. Sometimes, when my aunt's stockings smelled stronger, it would even become
twice a day. But I never crossed the line between us.

During a school trip, I unexpectedly discovered a shop selling listening devices. The shopkeeper described them as highly effective, saying they were as effective as if we were in the same room through a wall.
I bought one without hesitation, because my aunt lived next door.

I longed for the trip to end, and for the evening to arrive. Finally, my aunt went back to her room to rest. I secured the listening device to the wall and lay down on the bed to wait.

I listened to my aunt's moans, because I was certain she would masturbate, since she hadn't had a man for almost a year, and she would definitely moan during sex, because
the lack of moaning during sex in the past had made her so repressed, and now that the environment was so soundproof, she would definitely make a sound.

Tonight happened to be the day my aunt changed her stockings. I held the stockings she had just taken off, still warm from her body, to my face, with earphones in my ears,
inhaling the fragrance of her stockings and fantasizing about her moans while masturbating. I was stroking my own thick penis, but after waiting for a long time, until I heard soft snoring from next door
, I realized that tonight was hopeless.

I ejaculated regretfully, all of it landing on my aunt's stockings, a sensation as pleasurable as ejaculating on her snow-white breasts. The next night, I still longed for
it, but my aunt's stockings were gone; today they belonged to her alone. Heaven is fair; I lost the stockings but received my aunt's
moans.

"Ah...ah..." The bugging device was indeed very effective; it sounded as if my aunt was lying right next to me, calling out.

"Here you go... quick..." My aunt has indeed changed. Now her moaning sounds like a deliberate performance, completely different from when I first peeked at her.

"Hurry...brother...faster...just a little...don't make...Xiao Hui anxious..." The aunt revealed her flirtatious nature,
even moaning so lewdly while masturbating, perhaps because she had been suppressing it for too long. I couldn't hold back either, and pulled out my already swollen and red penis, stroking it for a while.

"I can't take it anymore... I'm going to... I'm going to... lose... Brother... my dear husband... Xiao Hui is gone!" the aunt screamed frantically.

"Ah...ah...brother...shoot...spray it on my...nipples...ah...ah...you really...you really are a bad boy!" Then there was silence, and
the aunt fell asleep.

"Bad boy? She just called me a bad boy?" I wondered to myself. "Could it be that Auntie was talking about me? Was I the object of her masturbation just now?" I couldn't believe it,
but one thing was certain: Auntie couldn't stand being alone anymore, and I was one step closer to success. I took out the stockings that Auntie had taken off yesterday. The semen I had sprayed on them had already
dried. I smelled the scent of my semen combined with the scent of Auntie's jade feet, and I ejaculated once again.

The following evening, I was still waiting for an empty room, but I had my used stockings to keep me company.

The next day, there were no stockings, but the aunt masturbated and cried out passionately again.

I discovered a new pattern: on the days my aunt takes off her stockings and leaves them outside, she doesn't masturbate. She washes her underwear and bra in the bathroom after getting up in the morning.
On the days when my aunt wears stockings back to her room, she definitely masturbates that night, and she gets up very early in the morning to do laundry, just with an extra pair of stockings.

I masturbate every day. On days when my aunt masturbates, it's about two or three times, and on days when I wear stockings, it's usually twice. Gradually, I've become thinner and thinner
, and my body has become weaker and weaker. I know this is the result of frequent masturbation, but I can't control myself. I need my aunt so much.

One evening, it was just me and my aunt at home as usual. It was the day my aunt usually left her stockings outside. But this time, she didn't take them off before coming inside; she just
wore them. I was stunned, sitting alone in the living room, dumbfounded. I didn't understand why my aunt was acting so strangely.

About ten minutes later, my aunt came out of her room. I could tell she had lain down before getting up, because her hair was very messy. My aunt was wearing a loose nightgown,
but it couldn't hide her graceful figure at all. When she came over and sat down next to me, there was a faint fragrance wafting from her, a fragrance different from her stockings.

"Xiaoyong," my aunt placed her hand on my lap, smoothing her shoulder-length curly hair—the biggest change in her appearance since moving to the city;
her hair was longer and permed. She continued, "I lay there thinking for a long time and finally decided to tell you." My heart pounded, because
I felt my aunt seemed to know how I felt about her. I blushed; I couldn't face her, and I was even more afraid she would leave. "Go ahead, Aunt, I'm
listening." "You haven't looked well lately, and you're getting weaker. Are you sick?" My aunt hugged me, like a loving mother, making it hard for me to
have any impure thoughts about her. But as a man, I couldn't resist such a woman either.

"No, I'm fine, Auntie, don't worry." "Xiao Yong always takes Auntie's stockings, doesn't he?" Auntie still hugged me, resting her head on
the back of the sofa, deliberately avoiding looking at my face.

"You... you knew all along?" My face must have turned bright red; I wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

"Silly child, how could your aunt not know about her own personal belongings? Why did you take your aunt's stockings? Do you like them?" "Yes, I like them, I especially like your
stockings." I knew that my aunt would definitely leave my house after exposing my shameful secret, so I simply told her everything.

"What are you going to do with the stockings? Just to wipe yourself while masturbating?" It turns out that was my mistake. Most of the stockings I returned to my aunt were stained with semen. Even
after they dried, they would still leave traces, something an adult woman wouldn't be unaware of.

"No, I like the smell of your stockings, Auntie. Sometimes I get a little bit on them after masturbating. Auntie, I like your stockings." I became bolder.

"Silly child, do you know the harm of masturbation? Now your body is weak, and it may become a lifelong ailment. Don't masturbate anymore, listen to your aunt,
okay?" My aunt stroked my head, and I remembered the scenes of her and my uncle making love. I could have agreed, but my lust seemed to ignite at that moment
.

"No, Aunt, can you understand? We are all human beings, we all have desires. Who can persist for a lifetime?" My gaze was fixed on my aunt.

"Then," Auntie lowered her head awkwardly, "could you hold out for a longer time? Like, a month? Auntie will give it to you then?" At this moment, Auntie
's face involuntarily turned red, "If you are obedient, Auntie will also give you the stockings." "Ah? Really?" I was extremely excited, "Auntie, you're not
angry? You're not leaving?" Overjoyed, I went up and kissed Auntie's cheek.

"Don't be so disrespectful," my aunt pretended to be angry. "Who said I was leaving? But if you don't behave, not only will I not give you the stockings, but I'll
leave tomorrow!" "I'll be obedient, I'll be obedient, I'll be obedient," I said, completely satisfied. "But Aunt, you know I need it several times a day these days.
How can I stand only being able to do it once a month?" "Huh?" My aunt's mouth dropped open. "You need it so many times a day? Are you out of your mind?!" "Can we discuss
shortening the time?" I pouted at my sexy aunt.

Finally, after discussion between my aunt and me, we decided that I could masturbate every Saturday night, and she would give me stockings on that day, three pairs at a time,
on the condition that I could not ejaculate on her stockings.

It was such a beautiful night. Little did I know that this would be the beginning of my relationship with my aunt, because she tacitly allowed me to use her stockings, or rather, she had
accepted me a little bit. Just as I was happily heading into the house, my aunt called me back.

"Xiaoyong, there's something else," Auntie said, her head bowed, seemingly finding it difficult to speak.

"Speak, Aunt, I have no secrets from you anymore, so what are you embarrassed about?" "Could you... leave me your...
semen after you masturbate?" The aunt blushed.

"You...like it?" Could it be that my aunt, like my cousin, enjoys eating semen?

"You naughty boy, I'm using them to feed the fish." After saying that, my aunt pointed to the fish she was raising. "It's a shame to throw them away anyway, they're very nutritious." "I know
, I'll definitely save them for your aunt. Do you want any of the others? My friends have plenty." "Don't try to disgust me with other people's fish. I only want yours, no one else's,
understand?" "Definitely, definitely." I was overjoyed.

Since that conversation, my aunt and I have become much closer. She's like an older sister to me, and also like a close friend. I would occasionally make some risqué
jokes with her. After she got used to it, she stopped putting on airs as an elder and would joke with me too. Sometimes we would even playfully fight, of course, only when no one was home.

Saturday finally arrived. I will never forget the feeling of receiving three pairs of stockings from my aunt for the first time. One pair was dark flesh-colored, one pair was light flesh-colored,
and the other pair was a very dark flesh-colored that was almost red.

These were stockings my aunt had worn for many days. She said she was afraid the scent would fade, so she rotated them. Last night, she wore all three pairs together all night without taking them off. I ran
back to my room, locked the door, and started sniffing them intensely. Each pair of stockings was warm and had a strong fragrance; perhaps they were a special reward from my aunt!

I closed my eyes and pictured my aunt's naked body, her snow-white breasts, pink nipples, and jet-black pubic hair. Because I hadn't masturbated in so long,
I ejaculated in less than a minute. I took out the soap dish I had prepared beforehand and soaked the entire bottom of the dish.

I lay in bed, panting, when it suddenly occurred to me that my aunt had also abstained from masturbation for a week, just like me. Would she break her vow tonight? I found the listening device.

So the real show started this morning.

"Ah...ah...I'm going to lose you..." "Brother...dear brother...it's been a week...you're still so amazing..." "Ah...ah...dear
husband...Xiao Hui is here..." "Ahhhhh..." Silence. Aunt, my heart is restless again, I must have you!

The weather got hot quickly, and summer arrived. My agreement with my aunt continued: every Saturday I would receive three pairs of her fragrant, used stockings, and
return them to her on Sunday morning, along with my semen in the soap dish.

My aunt would also masturbate every Saturday night, and her moans would get louder and louder.

It was Sunday morning again, and my parents were still not home. After I got up, my aunt had already finished cleaning the living room. I put the box containing the semen and the stockings in my aunt
's bedroom and then started washing up.

"Xiaoyong, did you use that to feed the fish?" my aunt called to me.

"No, it's in your room. What's the big deal? It's just for feeding the fish." "No, it's just an empty box." "Impossible,"
I went out and looked at the box. "Oh, it's hot, it must have dried out and evaporated last night. Let it go hungry today." "How can that be? These goldfish are used to
this kind of food every week. Changing their habits suddenly will make them sick." My aunt was a little anxious.

"Alright then!" I supported my aunt's shoulders, pressed her down onto the bed, then lifted her legs and swiftly pulled off her two pairs of flesh-colored stockings. My aunt was somewhat
surprised, but did not resist, watching as I removed her stockings and took the box back to my room.

I excitedly inhaled the scent of the stockings I had personally removed; they still had a faint fragrance. I fantasized about
how wonderful it would be if my aunt were just as submissive when I pulled down her panties. A few minutes later, I returned to my aunt's bedroom carrying the box containing semen and her stockings.

My aunt was sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. "Just leave it there, I'll feed it in a bit. I was really scared just now, I thought..." "Thought what? Aunt, I like you,
but I will never force you, never." After saying that, I left the room, closed the door behind me, and went back to my room.

I had just sat down when I noticed one of my aunt's stockings on the bed—one of the six from last night. I picked it up, sniffed it, and then took it to my aunt. Since
I had just come out, I didn't knock this time when I went in.

When I opened the door, I was shocked to see my aunt pouring my semen onto her alluring feet, rubbing them as she did so. She was stunned when she saw me.

"Why didn't you knock?" "I just went out, I don't know what you were doing." It turns out my aunt used my semen to care for her beautiful,
fragrant feet. I'm relieved, at least she doesn't dislike my semen.

"You...you naughty child, you're so annoying." The 40-year-old aunt was exceptionally cute when she acted coquettishly.

"Xiaoyong, you know now, Auntie won't hide it from you anymore. This... semen of yours, I use it to care for my feet. Can you understand? If you don't like it,
Auntie won't force you." "How could I not like it, Auntie? I'm overjoyed that you don't hate my semen.
I'm willing to do anything for you, not just foot care, but full-body care. Auntie, is that why your feet smell so good?" "You naughty boy, so inquisitive
." He nodded shyly. "Then why do your stockings still smell so good when I didn't give them to you the other day, and Uncle wasn't here
?" "Silly boy, do you think it's perfume? It doesn't smell good if you don't use it. Have I been taking care of myself all these years for nothing? Besides, I have my own..." After saying that, Auntie
suddenly realized her mistake, blushed, and lowered her head.

Seeing that our relationship had taken another step forward, I mustered my courage and said, "Auntie, actually, your voice is sometimes... quite loud at night!" "Ah?" Auntie
blushed even more. "I'm so embarrassed. You naughty boy know all this." Auntie turned her head away.

"Auntie, from now on... can I masturbate while kissing your feet?" Oh my god, I blurted it out.

"Xiaoyong, you're being too casual. This is absolutely unacceptable." The aunt regained her elder's composure.

"Auntie, we're already like this. You need my semen, I need your stockings, and we've never crossed that ethical line. We have
n't done anything wrong. But who among us hasn't had desires? Haven't you masturbated? And your masturbation fantasies have never been about me? I don't believe it. And I'll be
honest with you, my object of desire has always been you. Ever since I saw you and my uncle making love that night, I've been obsessed with you—your beautiful feet, your stockings, and what I haven't seen..."

"That most mysterious place was my biggest fantasy when I masturbated. Now we're just leaning on each other doing what we should be doing. We haven't
betrayed any ethics. I'm just holding your feet while masturbating, and the semen I ejaculate is completely given to your feet. Is that too much?" I
said, getting a little agitated. My aunt looked at me and stopped talking. Then we silently parted ways.

A week passed in silence; no one spoke to anyone. It was Saturday night again, and as usual, my parents weren't home. Just after 8 p.m., my aunt finished washing up and went to
bed. The moment she entered the room, she spoke, "If you want to do that, come over. Your parents will be back soon." Ah! Was I
dreaming? My long-awaited dream had come true! I ran after my aunt and locked the door. I stared at her, stunned. Today, she was wearing a trendy
knee-length black pleated skirt, a nearly transparent off-white blouse revealing a hint of her pink bra, and charcoal-colored stockings
.

My aunt slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and took off her stockings. Just as I was about to be disappointed that I couldn't kiss her jade-like feet clad in stockings, my aunt took out a pair of
dark flesh-colored pantyhose from the cabinet.

"Xiaoyong, this pair of pantyhose was bought especially for you by your aunt. Your aunt knows you've never tried this kind before. Today, your aunt will let you try it, and you'll even
put it on for me yourself." After saying that, my aunt handed me the pantyhose.

I took it with trembling hands, then squatted down in front of my aunt, letting her put one of her legs on mine. The moment her delicate foot reached out, a sweet fragrance wafted over
.

I lowered my head and kissed my aunt's instep. She trembled slightly, just like the first time my uncle penetrated her that night. Such smooth, beautiful feet. My aunt
wore leather shoes all day today, yet there wasn't a trace of odor.

I remember my cousin's feet were a little sore, which is probably normal for most people, but my aunt's feet weren't. She had a secret to maintaining her feet; they didn't have any strange smell, felt as
pure as water to the touch, and had a faint, pleasant fragrance.

I put the stockings up to my aunt's knees and started putting on the other pair. Of course, I took a deep sniff of them—ah, the same sweet fragrance. Both stockings
were up to my aunt's knees. Because they were pantyhose, I had to lift her skirt to cover her pantyhose as well.

I hesitated, too afraid to make a move. Just then, my aunt stood up and boldly lifted her black pleated skirt. Oh my god, my lower body instantly became erect. Her
pink belly was covered in sexy lace panties. These panties must have been bought by my aunt today, because she had never worn them before.

"Silly child, put it on your aunt. What's there to be embarrassed about? I'm your aunt, what's the difference between me and your own mother?" I
slowly pulled the pantyhose that was still at her knees up to my aunt's legs. I slid it over her thighs, touching her sexy panties and pert buttocks, and finally wrapped the entire pantyhose perfectly
around my aunt's body.

This is simply an absolute gem, so beautiful! Pink panties need to be paired with stockings like these to truly bring out their allure. I stared at them, mesmerized.

"What, not going to show off now? Scared?" The aunt suddenly put down her skirt and lay flat on the bed.

"Come here quickly, your parents will be back soon. Remember, pretend I wasn't here, and you only kissed the stockings. But you can't kiss anything above the knee." The aunt
closed her eyes.

I stripped off all my clothes and pounced on my aunt's bed. I grabbed her silk-stockinged feet and sniffed them incessantly. The thin stockings, almost like she wasn't wearing any,
carried the unique fragrance of her beautiful feet.

I kissed my aunt's instep, sole, and heel, finally stopping at her toes. I tried to separate the swaddled toes and
suck on them one by one, but I failed. I ended up with them all in my mouth, my tongue skillfully teasing each one.

Finally, they were covered in my saliva, and I began to kiss them upwards, my tongue tracing every inch of my aunt's skin below her knees. My penis swelled
to an unbearable degree. Looking at those incredibly beautiful legs in stockings, my penis ejaculated after only a few strokes with my right hand. I hurriedly
took one of my aunt's feet to catch the gushing semen, but some still flew onto her skirt.

I lay panting beside my aunt, thinking that I had finally ejaculated inside her, even if it was just externally. But seeing my beautiful aunt ejaculate was something not everyone could do.

Things that everyone can enjoy.

My aunt tried to get up to clean up my semen, but I stopped her. I used toilet paper to wipe away some of it that had sprayed onto her skirt, and then gently lifted her skirt. My aunt
didn't object and quietly let me do as I pleased.

I pulled down her pantyhose, and of course, I didn't forget to admire her underwear. Through the transparent lace, I could vaguely see her dark pubic hair. Since my aunt needed to lift her buttocks
to take off the pantyhose, she inevitably had to lift her legs and buttocks. When her legs parted, my aunt's vulva was already wet,
and a few pubic hairs were sticking out of her underwear.

I didn't dare linger too long. After pulling down her pantyhose, I began cleaning my aunt's feet. I massaged her instep while sucking on one of her toes, helping
the semen I'd sprayed on her skin to be absorbed quickly. Then my tongue slipped between her toes, the smooth sensation inside was indescribably wonderful.

My aunt's body trembled again. One of her legs was completely bare, while the other was covered by sexy pantyhose, which draped over her right ankle.
Her left toes were in my mouth, and I was gently massaging the top of her foot in my hand.

This feeling was so wonderful, even more exciting than my cousin's oral sex. I savored each toe, sometimes bringing my right foot, clad in sexy stockings,
to my nose and sniffing it intensely, and sometimes letting that bare, beautiful foot touch my big cock. Before I knew it, my lower body was hard again.

When my aunt's beautiful feet touched my erect penis, she involuntarily let out a soft "Ah." Then, reluctantly but hopefully, she said, "We
didn't say we had to do this. This isn't right." After saying that, she brought her stockinged foot closer and began to stroke my penis.

"Ah... Auntie... It feels so good... Is this how you... feel when you make love...?" I lay excitedly on the bed. "Auntie, today
is our beginning, and we've already started. It feels so good when your feet touch me, Auntie, please continue." I waited pitifully
for my auntie's beautiful feet to caress me.

My aunt sat up, staring at my erect penis. "It's so big! I didn't expect Xiaoyong's to be this big. Okay, I'll help you one
more time, don't be too greedy." After saying that, my aunt put her hands behind her back, using her buttocks as a fulcrum, and then gently clamped my penis between her legs, one wearing a stocking and the other bare, and
began to stroke it up and down.

"Ah... Auntie... It feels so good... Faster..." I experienced the pleasure of foot masturbation for the first time.

My aunt sped up, but she seemed unwilling to let me ejaculate immediately. After a few quick strokes, she stopped, then lifted my legs, which were lying flat,
into a backrest position, and sat down on my chest. Her head rested on my knees, her hands still on the bed, and her legs stretched out in front of me.
"Give Auntie a kiss again, that felt so good, kiss between your toes..." It was a very familiar scene. The first time I saw my aunt make love, she presented her legs to my uncle in the
same way. My penis was excitedly pressing against my aunt's back, and thinking that my aunt could do this with me now, looking at those beautiful feet near my mouth,
I didn't hesitate to stick out my tongue.

"Mmm...so comfortable...Xiaoyong doesn't mind Auntie...Auntie is so happy..." "Auntie...how could I mind you...Xiaoyong is willing
to play like this with Auntie for the rest of his life..." "What a good boy...Xiaoyong...this is our limit...we can't go any further..." After saying that, Auntie subconsciously
twisted her hips, and I felt that it was already overflowing.

When I looked up to see if my aunt's vulva was exposed, her jade-like foot mercilessly stomped me back down.

"Xiaoyong...don't peek...don't make things difficult for your aunt...understand..." After saying that, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

I knew my aunt was already aroused, so I wrapped my arms around her waist and rubbed them back and forth, while my tongue skillfully teased her jade feet.

"Auntie...this isn't fair...Xiaoyong is already...naked...and you're still wearing clothes..." "Hmm...bad boy...Auntie can't...naked
...I have to leave a little bit..." After saying that, she pulled off her shirt with both hands and took off her skirt from over her head.

Ah! My aunt is left with only her bra and panties. I'm satisfied. My aunt has already made a great sacrifice.

"I can only let you see these...nothing else..." My aunt was still lost in the excitement of me kissing her feet.

After about five or six minutes, my aunt regained some of her senses, blushed, and got off me. As she spread her legs and passed in front of me, the pubic area at the edge of her underwear...

My pubic hair was completely exposed. My aunt returned to the original position, her legs moving up and down on my penis. In just two minutes, I climaxed again.

My aunt and I were both satisfied. She lowered her head shyly. "From now on, this is the most we can do. We can't go any further, understand?" "Aunt,
you've been so good to me. I promise I won't make things difficult for you. I'll treat you well." These words came from the bottom of my heart. At that moment, I thought that this was the most my aunt could
possibly do.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes, or it'll be bad when your parents come back." Auntie also hurriedly looked for her own clothes.

After getting dressed, I didn't forget to give my aunt's beautiful, sexy feet a deep kiss. "Auntie, let's continue next week, thank you, Auntie." "Go on,
silly child, it's not like we're never going to see each other again, don't act like it's a long separation." After that, my aunt and I would "cheat" on each other every weekend. She would use her stockinged
feet to help me get off, of course, she would take off all but her underwear and bra, while I would be completely naked in front of her. We were both used to this
way of "making love".

We spent more than half a year together like this, and then the cold weather returned. But my aunt didn't change out of those thin stockings because she knew I liked sexy
stockings.

(III) As we grew up, the cold autumn passed and the biting winter arrived. My aunt kept her promise, and we continued to play this sexual game every week. She
also did not put away her sexy stockings. Although the weather was cold and cotton stockings were warmer, she could endure the cold weather because of my fetish.

Unfortunately, we wore too many clothes in winter, so every Saturday when my aunt and I vented our frustrations in the house, we didn't dare to strip down completely naked anymore. If our parents came back,
we wouldn't have time to get dressed properly, and then it would all be over.

It just snowed a little, and it's Saturday again. Father is away on a business trip again, and after Mother got home and finished dinner, she went to play mahjong across the street as usual.

My aunt and I watched my mother leave, then exchanged a smile and went into her bedroom. My aunt skillfully sat on the edge of the bed, crossing her right leg over her left. Ever since
my aunt and I started this kind of "making love," she rarely wore slippers at home, because slippers made it easy for her scent to dissipate and not maintain its original fragrance.

I couldn't wait any longer and knelt down to unzip my aunt's black cotton shoes. My aunt closed her eyes and leaned against the headboard of the single bed, enjoying the show that was about to begin. I
unzipped them and saw deep flesh-colored stockings through the gap in the zipper; my lower body immediately and reflexively became aroused.

I took the opportunity to pull off her leather shoes and held the top of the shoe to my nose to smell them. The steaming shoes smelled as fragrant as I had imagined, even the lining
smelled of my aunt's feet. Then I looked at her stockinged feet, holding them in my hands as if they were rare treasures.

Strands of silk thread neatly and orderly wrapped around her small, delicate feet, the thicker silk at the toes unable to conceal the
five beautiful, bamboo shoot-like toes beneath. I stuck out my nose and sniffed deeply. My aunt, leaning against the headboard, handed me a blanket, a familiar prop for us.

Since the weather got cold, we no longer lie naked in bed. My aunt sits on the edge of the bed while I lie on the blanket on the floor. My aunt's two beautiful
feet touch my penis, making it very convenient for me to release my pent-up desire.

I took the blanket and spread it out, then skillfully pulled down my pants a little to reveal my thick penis. I lay on the blanket and played with my alluring feet. My aunt
squinted her closed eyes, glanced shyly at my erect penis, and gently placed her jade-like foot, which was no longer in my hand, on it.

"Ah... Auntie... So comfortable..." A surge of pleasure welled up in my heart.

"Xiao Yong...be good...dear Auntie..." Auntie's feet seemed to react to my touch. I quickly pulled off her stockings, and my tongue skillfully
slipped between her toes.

"Ah... Xiaoyong... This is great... It's been a week... Auntie has finally waited... waited for it..." Auntie was already a little aroused, her right foot
was obediently enjoying it in my mouth, but her left foot was restlessly rubbing against my penis.

My tongue no longer just touched between her toes; now the soles of her feet became my target. I would sometimes make my tongue into a flat shape and sometimes into a
pointed shape, licking my aunt's pink soles irregularly.

"Ah... Auntie... Auntie... can't take... Xiaoyong anymore..." After saying that, the auntie's right hand unconsciously reached towards her vagina.

I was stunned with surprise. Although my aunt and I had become so intimate recently, it had always been limited to her beautiful feet touching my penis.
Her hands had never touched my body, and I had only hugged her waist and kissed her below the knees. There had been no other contact between us
. Although she would occasionally moan in heat, she had never masturbated in front of me.

Her sudden action today—could it be that she's unusually aroused? My aunt only rubbed herself a few times before realizing her loss of control, and her hand
was forced to leave her crotch. Seeing her stop, I increased the frequency of my tongue, licking wildly in waves.

"Xiao Yong...so good...Auntie has never...felt so good before...Auntie...couldn't hold back just now...Auntie, are you...very...very..."
Auntie must have wanted to ask me if she was a very slutty woman, but she was too embarrassed to say the word "slutty".

"No," I was enjoying the pleasure my aunt's stockinged feet gave me and also creating pleasure for her. I was getting a little aroused myself. "Aunt is a... beautiful
, good woman... forever... the purest woman in my heart... Aunt is not a slut..." "Ah... Xiaoyong, you're so annoying... don't say...
such vulgar things... Aunt herself... whether she's slutty or not... she knows best... Aunt is... a slut... Aunt and Xiaoyong... doing this...
this kind of thing..." After saying that, my aunt blushed, I didn't know if it was because she had reached the climax of lust or because she was ashamed of the vulgar words she had said.

"Auntie...my dear auntie...it was me...who wanted to...do this with you...it was wrong of me...Auntie...please go faster..." The auntie
's jade feet quickened their pace, but I was still not satisfied. At this moment, the auntie had to stick her other foot out of my mouth, and use both feet to clamp my penis and
stroke it up and down.

"Ah... Auntie... Don't stop... It feels so good..." The auntie stopped leaning against the headboard, sat up straight, and began to focus on foot-masturbating me
. She seemed to have become more awake, stopped talking nonsense, and looked down at her beautiful feet as she performed foot-masturbation on me.

"Auntie... look at me... I'm so excited... just look at my... big cock... I'm about to cum..." "Ugh, who
wants to see your big... your thing?" After saying that, she turned her head to the side.

"Auntie...faster...faster...look at me...Xiaoyong likes it when Auntie looks at him..." The auntie turned her head again, staring at the bright red penis, her two
legs moving up and down rapidly at an extreme pace. But after about ten minutes, my penis started to feel a little sore, and I still hadn't ejaculated.

"Auntie, can I see you? Today... today is not a good day to go out." I gasped for breath.

"No, you're wearing so many clothes now, what will you do when your mother comes back?" Auntie seemed to have completely regained her senses, and her legs seemed a little tired
.

"Auntie," I started to whine, "I was almost coming, but it hurts a little now. Let me see you, I'll come in a bit after you see me." "Absolutely
not! If your mother finds out, we're finished. How about we stop here for today? Auntie will make it up to you another day, no need to wait until next Saturday." "No, I
want it today! My semen is already halfway there, how can I hold it back?" Auntie laughed, "Silly child, who ever hears of semen being halfway there
? This is the first time I've ever heard of that." "Auntie, good Auntie, please make an exception today. My mother won't be back for a while. Let me see you, I
haven't seen you in so long." I continued to whine.

Auntie glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, thought for a moment, and said, "Alright, but you naughty boy, you'd better behave. Same rules as always, no physical contact, only kisses
on the knees." After saying that, Auntie started to take off her sweater.

"Okay, I'll be good." I happily plopped down and sat next to my aunt.

The aunt took off her sweater, revealing a tight-fitting thermal undershirt that constricted her two round breasts. But then she seemed to change her mind,
glancing back at the alarm clock on the bedside table once more.

"No, I'm still not sure. Today..." she said, turning her head and swaying her hand. Before she could finish, her hand touched my
penis, which was about to droop but was still very hard.

My aunt touched my penis; this was the first time she had ever touched it, except for her feet. She was stunned, staring down at the enormous shaft.

My penis, which had been somewhat waning, began to swell again after my aunt's touch.

Recalling how my cousin first touched it, and how this was only the second woman to touch it in so long, I felt a surge of pleasure, and my lower body involuntarily
grew rapidly. My aunt kept her head down, having witnessed the entire process of my penis going from almost shrinking to gradually swelling; she stared at
it blankly, lost in thought.

I figured my aunt must have been devastated by the lack of a man's penis in a long time; she must be getting aroused. Taking advantage of her momentary distraction, I grabbed her hand and
placed it on my penis. My aunt was surprised again. Before she could react, her hand, guided by my touch, was already stroking my penis up and down
.

"Xiaoyong, this won't do, let go..." My aunt was pulling me back, but how could I let go?

"Auntie, don't go back. Isn't this a solution? This way, even if someone comes, we can get dressed quickly. Besides, your feet are already like this because of me,
what difference does it make between your hands and feet?" "But this won't do. I've already said we've reached our limit; we can't go any further." The auntie was still pulling
her hand back, but her strength had diminished considerably.

"Then I'll just have to watch my aunt take off all her clothes. Look at the time now, what if my mom comes back?"

"I started using my mother to scare my aunt, because as my mother's older sister, if my aunt were found out about having this kind of thing with her son, I think, given my aunt's
personality, she might be ready to die."

"But, but..." The aunt couldn't find a reason, and she stopped pulling her hand back.

"No buts, Auntie, let's hurry up!" I didn't give my auntie time to think, and grabbed her hand to stroke my thick penis up and down.

"Ah... Auntie... please don't stop... I'll die if you stop..." I felt a pleasure I couldn't experience when I masturbated, and my hands
stopped controlling my aunt to masturbate me. I let go of her hands and lay down on the bed.

"Auntie... I know what you... you feel when you make love... it must feel so... good..." I lay on the bed, and my auntie sat on
the edge of the bed, her body turned to the side, and she began to masturbate me.

"Auntie...it feels so good...your hands are even more...comfortable than...your beautiful feet..." While enjoying myself, I couldn't help but glance at my auntie's sexy appearance. Her
hands were already gripping my penis tightly, her face was flushed, her chest was heaving noticeably, and her large eyes were blinking as she stared at this male symbol.
Perhaps it had been too long since she had tried something like this; she looked as alluring as when I secretly watched her performance in bed.

"Xiaoyong, is this really more comfortable than before?" Auntie asked cautiously.

"Of course... Aunt... my dear Aunt... don't stop..." My hand touched the hand that was holding my penis, and then
wandered up her arm. This was the first time I had deliberately touched my Aunt's hand, and my lower body was unusually hard.

"Xiao Yong, do you like your aunt... faster or slower?" The aunt's face was already flushed, and my penis swelled up again.

"Xiao Yong, your...that part can move on its own?" My aunt was a little surprised that my penis could swell up to its thicker part on its own.

(Of course, I didn't know what was going on at the time. I thought all men's penises were the same. Later, after having more sexual experience, I learned that this kind
of penis that can move like a spasm at any time is called a "live penis," which is equivalent to a woman's "live hole" if she is skilled in sexual intercourse.) "Auntie...don't you know...my uncle's is different..."
"…" "Xiao Yong is so annoying, daring to make fun of your aunt," Auntie said, while gripping my scrotum with the hand that was holding the base of my penis. But it wasn't a hard, painful grip;
it was more like a tickling touch. She rubbed it as she spoke, "You're not allowed to make fun of your auntie anymore, and you're not allowed to mention that person, or Auntie won't be friends with you anymore…" I had never
been treated like this before. While she was masturbating me, she was rubbing my scrotum. I felt like I was about to ejaculate. "Auntie, I'm going to cum… It feels so good…"
Auntie hurriedly rolled around on the bed, while her other hand was still slowly stroking me. She was looking for toilet paper or something to wipe away my semen,
but we forgot to prepare anything before we ejaculated. Usually, we would just spray it on her beautiful feet, but this time it was a bold innovation.

My aunt panicked a little. Perhaps based on her years of experience, she realized I was already at the point of no return. So she hurriedly pulled open the drawer of her bedside table. Her
bedside table consisted of a drawer and a sliding door. The bottom drawer had a large interior space filled with various stockings and toilet paper for her masturbation. The top drawer...

The room was covered in underwear, all sorts of sexy underwear in various colors.

My aunt didn't have time to squat down and open the bottom door, so she just pulled open the top drawer. Without even looking, she took out a pair of delicate panties
and quickly wrapped them around my big penis. Stimulated by the soft panties, I couldn't help but ejaculate.

"Ah...so good...Auntie...I love you..." I lay on the bed enjoying this indescribable pleasure. It seems I really fell in love, and actually
said the word "love" to my auntie.

"You naughty boy, you almost got it on your aunt's bed." My aunt's panties were still tightly wrapped around my penis, which had just ejaculated. Her hand was still slowly moving up and down
. Mature women do understand men. She knew that I hadn't finished ejaculating and that some semen would slowly flow out after the first ejaculation.

About a minute later, my pleasure ended. I looked up and saw my aunt still holding a pair of white cotton lace panties
, wrapping my penis with them. Looking at these familiar, sexy panties reminded me of when I secretly watched my aunt having sex. I made a vow in my heart again that I must sleep with my aunt.

"Auntie, that's enough, it's over." I took my auntie's hand.

"No, Xiaoyong." My aunt warily pulled her hand away, and the panties naturally fell into my hands. I held them and examined them carefully—
my aunt's panties, stained with my semen.

I couldn't help but bring it to my nose and smell it gently. Although it was a clean pair of underwear, since my aunt's underwear was always washed immediately after being taken off, I still hoped it would retain
my aunt's scent. But unfortunately, all that remained was the smell of my semen.

"Stop playing around, hurry up and get dressed, your mom's coming back soon." My aunt snatched the panties, then put her feet on the bed and used the semen-stained
panties to wipe her sexy, tender feet. I quickly put on my pants, watching my aunt do her foot care while sniffing the stockings she had taken off.

"You naughty child, get out of here!" My aunt was still focused on her nursing. "How annoying, you've ruined a pair of underwear." "I can wash them and still wear them, Aunt. Do you think
I'm dirty?" I was a little sad.

My aunt looked up and quickly explained, "Silly child, how could your aunt dislike you when you're like this? Your aunt dislikes that you're dirty, because if you wipe your feet, you can't wear them as underwear anymore.
Don't think nonsense." "Then Aunt, don't throw them away, give them to me," I asked happily.

"Okay," my aunt said without hesitation. "Aunt, I want the ones you've worn but haven't washed," I boldly said.

"Xiao Yong," Auntie stopped again. It was clear that her earlier offer to give it to me was just a casual remark. "Auntie can't give it to you, really. Auntie's hands and feet
are now yours. What else do you want? But I'm your auntie, your mother's sister. This isn't right for us. Please don't let it go any further,
Xiao Yong." Auntie's voice choked with emotion, and her eyes seemed to redden.

Seeing my aunt's sadness, my desire for her instantly transformed into love. I went over to her, looked at her pretty face and rosy lips,
and without warning, kissed her. The kiss was pure and brief, a simple touch. My aunt didn't resist; perhaps
sensing my own growing affection, she closed her eyes and savored our first kiss, which lasted less than a second.

"Auntie," my face almost touched hers. "I will treat you well. I will not force you, never. As long as you are happy
, I will do anything for you, because I love you." My auntie's eyes were still closed. After hearing my confession, she opened her eyes and kissed me deeply, a
brief touch. Then she buried her head in my chest, and I naturally put my arm around her shoulders, gently stroking her hair.

"Xiaoyong, hurry up and go out, it's really getting late." My aunt rested her head on my shoulder, looking just like a cute little girl.

"Alright, Auntie, you should hurry up and get ready too. Don't forget to come out and watch TV later." I got up and went to the outer room. The moment I closed the door, I saw
Auntie's still affectionate gaze, a look of resentment mixed with longing. Auntie, I must have you. Perhaps her eyes could arouse my desire. After taking
one last look at her, I made this vow in my heart again.

That night, having not eavesdropped on my aunt for a long time, I took out the listening device again. Sure enough, she masturbated, and for longer than ever before, and she clearly
called out my name. Excited, I naturally joined in with her from next door, listening to her masturbate while calling my name. I felt I was closer to success.

In the days that followed, we had many more ways to play on weekends, sometimes touching my aunt's delicate hands, sometimes her beautiful feet, but we still never crossed the line.

【over】

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