[Female students from art schools] (4)

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Text 4. My aunt's scream startled me, and I let out a loud scream.

The pair of eyes in the bathroom seemed terrified. Hearing my scream, he was startled and quickly

burst into the bathroom, then tightly covered my mouth.

"Xiao Ruo, don't scream, don't scream!"

It was my bastard uncle who rushed in. He covered my mouth, looking anxious and uneasy. I was

also still in shock, because I was still naked, and being held like this by a man made me

feel incredibly uncomfortable and ashamed.

"Xiao Ruo, if you don't scream, your uncle will let you go, okay?"

His face was pale, probably not expecting me to be so agitated. I nodded frantically, and he gently released

my mouth, but his gaze was still greedily fixed on my full and firm breasts. He probably didn't expect that

a junior high school girl could be so well-developed, so perky and firm.

As soon as he removed his hand, I quickly covered my chest with my clothes.

But looking at what was in front of me, I immediately realized that while I had covered up, I hadn't covered down below . I

quickly covered up, but at that moment, my breasts were exposed again. I burst into tears, "Get out! Get

out!"

My uncle hesitated for a moment, then quickly left, closing the bathroom door behind him.

I hid in the bathroom, desperately trying to hold back my sobs. That man told me not to tell his wife.

Did I dare? If there was conflict in this family, I couldn't stay there no matter what. If I wasn't here, where

could I go? I felt an overwhelming sense of injustice. I don't know how much time passed before I slowly got

dressed and came out of the bathroom.

Just then, my aunt returned. She asked why I looked so pale. I glanced at

my uncle, who was pretending to watch TV, and lowered my head. "I probably had heatstroke during PE class this afternoon."

"Then go back to your room and rest, Xiaoruo. I'll call you when it's time to eat."

I lay on the bed, my head spinning. I didn't get up until my aunt called me for dinner. At that moment,

my aunt 's younger cousin, who was a year younger than me, also returned, along with his glorious history.

This kid seemed to have inherited his father's lecherous and shameless ways. He had actually lifted up a girl's skirt at school. The school

teachers had already called their home. If it weren't for the fact that he was a minor, the girl's parents might have called the police.

I sat at the dining table, and my cousin kept glancing at me. I didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine. Could this kid have some ulterior motive towards me?

Thinking of his father's recent behavior and his actions at school, I felt a cold sweat run down my spine.

I kept telling myself to endure, I had to endure. Once I got to high school, I wouldn't have to stay here every day. I

could live in the city. After I got into university, I would truly be grown up, and I would have a

good life.

I don't even know what I was feeling as I finished my meal. After eating, I

locked myself in my room and started doing my homework.

An hour and a half later, I finished all my homework and even previewed tomorrow's English. Knowing what was going on

in the evening , although I didn't want to go to the bathroom, I still had the habit of going before bed.

With no other option, I opened the door. Just as I was about to enter the bathroom, I suddenly heard

a sound coming from my aunt's room. The sound was a series of moaning sounds, as if she was doing something very

strenuous . At first, I couldn't understand it, but then it suddenly dawned on me—could this be…?

I didn't dare think any further. Once, at my house, I accidentally turned on the DVD player, and

one of my dad's discs hadn't been taken out. It was playing a scene from a Hong Kong erotic film, and I was terrified and quickly turned it off.

Hearing that familiar voice, all my nerves tensed. I wanted to rush back to my room, but I

couldn't resist my curiosity.

At that moment, I finally understood the saying, "Curiosity kills."

A fierce internal struggle raged within me. Finally, I mustered my courage and sneaked over. I

pressed my ear to the floor, listening intently.

My aunt's panting, her excited moans, and those almost ecstatic murmurs—everything made me feel

hot all over.

I gritted my teeth and slowly turned the lock on the door. I pushed it open a crack, and the door was directly

in front of the bed. I could see everything clearly.

My aunt was lying face down on the bed, her arms and legs bent. My uncle stood behind her, half-squatting, holding her

waist and moving back and forth. With each thrust, my aunt would let out a chilling

murmur .

Her breasts swayed, and then my uncle would grasp them and knead them.

After a while, my aunt collapsed onto the bed. My uncle wasn't finished. He got off the

bed, laid her flat, lifted one of her legs, pressed down, and thrust inside her again.

My aunt cried out even more wildly. I never expected her, usually so proper, to become like this in bed.

"Harder, faster!"

my aunt begged.

My uncle was covered in sweat. He thrust rapidly, his buttocks trembling like an electric motor.

The sudden acceleration made my aunt's cries even more frantic, screaming and yelling, afraid of being heard. After a while, with

my uncle's most intense attack, he collapsed onto my aunt.

I didn't dare breathe. I went back to my room barefoot. I lay on the bed, but couldn't

fall asleep . Those images kept replaying in my mind. Unconsciously, I slowly reached down to my

genitals and started touching myself.

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