Memories of my story with Aunt Ju

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Aunt Ju and my mom became friends when my mom was taking her professional qualification exam, which included an English test. My mom, who couldn't even spell all 26 letters of the alphabet, was struggling. I was in elementary school then, and my cousin wasn't doing well in school either. The whole family couldn't help, but thanks to Aunt Ju's help, my mom barely passed. Even when I was in middle school learning English, she helped me a lot, teaching me frequently. So our two families are very close. Since we live in the same neighborhood, just one building apart, we visit each other often. Whenever I had trouble with my homework, I would go to her house to have her tutor me. Of course, it was also because Aunt Ju was beautiful, and I really wanted to be close to her.

What happened next was this: In the 1990s, during the stock market boom, my mother was captivated by her colleague's stories of making money in the stock market. She went to open an account at a securities company. Back then, the procedures were cumbersome, far from the simple process of today. When she went to open the account, it was a very crowded time, and my mother queued for a whole day before finally getting it done. However, the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock certificates required at that time couldn't be picked up for several days without the person having to go in person. So, my mother didn't want to queue and set her sights on me, who was at home during winter vacation and doing nothing. It just so happened that Aunt Ju was also going to open an account. She could have just gone along, but my mother disliked that I stayed home all day and was too quiet and introverted when I did go out. She insisted that I come along to learn how to handle things, so I had no choice but to comply. So, I really have to thank my mother for this; otherwise, the story of me and Aunt Ju would never have happened.

Aunt Ju and I arrived at 9 a.m., only to find the line for opening an account already stretching into the securities company's courtyard. The trading hall was packed with people, a truly spectacular sight. People were desperately pushing forward, just to see the red and green market data on the big screen. Trading was even more difficult; there were very few trading machines, and queues formed. Often, if you wanted to buy something, you'd have to wait over 20 minutes, by which time the price might have changed drastically.

Around 10 a.m., we finally got into the hall. We were on the side against the wall, with Aunt Ju in front of me. If I had been in front, none of this would have happened. Looking at everyone ahead of us who had completed their paperwork, they looked incredibly disheveled. Waiting in line was difficult, but getting out was even harder; it took a tremendous amount of effort to squeeze out. Aunt Ju and I were squeezed tightly into a corner, only managing to move a tiny bit every ten minutes. I was incredibly annoyed, thinking that this was the day I wouldn't get anything else done.

But being pressed so close to Aunt Ju, smelling her fragrance, and thinking about how close I was to such a beautiful woman wasn't so bad, I actually got an erection [sweat]. At that time, I wasn't even as tall as Aunt Ju. She was 173cm, and I was a little shorter than her—I don't remember exactly how tall, probably around 165-170cm. The height difference wasn't significant, but her legs were so long, while I inherited my family's long torso and short legs. So, even with my erection, my very erect penis barely touched the bottom of her buttocks. Even though it was winter and the clothes were thick, being so close together was incredibly awkward. Aunt Ju glanced back at me, unsure what to say to me in front of so many people.

Although it felt good to be pressed so close to Aunt Ju, my heart was pounding. The more I tried to restrain myself, the more thoughts raced through my mind. This wasn't my cousin; this was my mother's friend. Peeping at my cousin changing clothes would at most get me a beating, but I had no idea what the consequences would be like here.

Aunt Ju tried to move, but there was no way to avoid it. She didn't want me pressed against her butt crack, so she slightly turned to the side, which only made things worse. I was pressed firmly against her thigh; I think she could even feel the shape. I felt incredibly good.

If it had only been a short while, it wouldn't have been a problem, but the queue that day was too long. As time went on, all sorts of messy thoughts started running through my mind. My lust got the better of me, and afterwards, even I found it unbelievable. I would never have done that normally, but the environment created the opportunity.

I secretly pulled my right arm out of my thick coat so that the people behind me wouldn't see where my arm was, or at least the posture wouldn't seem suspicious.

My hand trembled as I reached for Aunt Ju's shapely buttocks and pressed it against them. I thought she definitely wouldn't notice; my lower abdomen was pressed against her buttocks, and she would think it was physical contact without me noticing.

Actually, I was completely wrong. The moment my hand touched her, she noticed, turned around, glared at me, and whispered, "Behave yourself." But I was incredibly bold at the time. Since I'd already been discovered, I figured I might as well go all the way and take my hand away.

Aunt Ju frowned tightly, and I was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat despite the winter chill.

After a while, seeing that things had calmed down, I mustered my courage and moved my right hand, gently touching Aunt Ju's shapely buttocks. She flinched, and I immediately stopped. Once things calmed down, my hand started to wander again, becoming increasingly audacious, almost to the point of recklessness.

Actually, I couldn't feel anything through her pants; I was just feeling the shape, enjoying the sensation. Afraid that people around me would notice, I simply took off my coat and wrapped the thick jacket around my left arm, covering most of my body. That way, the people next to me had no idea what I was doing, and the person behind me was talking to their friend.

Without any restraint, I started touching Aunt Ju's buttocks and inner thighs. She was in front of me, not turning around, her legs tightly pressed together, trying her best to keep me from moving. But my hand was already inside, and she couldn't do anything about me, a mere child. She could only silently endure it, a little flustered herself, not knowing what to do. I guessed she was also faced with a dilemma, wondering which option to choose to deal with me.

After touching her for a long time, I became increasingly insatiable. I wanted to touch Aunt Ju's breasts. I thought to myself, "What the hell? I'll risk it all. I've already touched her buttocks. Even if I get a beating when I get home tonight, I'll take it all."

I placed my right hand against Aunt Ju's waist and slipped it inside her coat, startling her. She probably didn't expect someone so young to be so bold. She desperately tried to hold my hand down with her arm, preventing me from touching her. We remained in this tense standoff for about ten minutes, my arm around her soft waist. Then the line moved forward a couple of steps. Taking advantage of her relaxed guard as she moved forward, I suddenly slipped my hand through and grabbed one of her large breasts. She gasped, and the person next to her glanced at her, wondering what was wrong. She blushed and quickly covered herself by holding the file folder to her chest, trying to hide it. This inadvertently helped me.

My first thought was, "Wow, so soft! Wait, how can it be so soft? It feels like I'm only wearing a bra. Is she not wearing one?" (Later she told me that in winter, with so many layers of clothing, it's usually not obvious whether she's wearing one or not, so she didn't wear one for comfort.) I was incredibly aroused; my legs were trembling with excitement and nervousness. I gently touched her nipples and could feel them hardening, though not very noticeably.

But in a moment of lust, I couldn't resist. My mind was buzzing; I couldn't even see myself clearly, my eyes probably bloodshot. I lunged at her from behind, sneaking my hands under her clothes and forcefully pushing up her bra, grabbing her large breasts.

I held her tightly from behind, holding her close. She was terrified and struggled fiercely, but she wasn't as strong as me. I wasn't a skinny little kid anymore.

I held on tightly, refusing to let go. She kept telling me to calm down. We remained in that position, she straining, I straining, neither of us letting go. We even ended up lying on the floor, sweat pouring down our faces, her t-shirt soaked through.

Luckily, her house had a carpet. The chair overturned, and we rolled around several times, lasting for almost half an hour. Finally, she was completely exhausted, and I didn't have much strength left either. I thought to myself, "This isn't like what you see in movies. Why is she resisting so much?"

We lay on the ground, panting heavily. Taking advantage of her weakness, I gently pinched her nipple with my hand. She couldn't handle the stimulation and weakly begged me to let go and calm down. But

I couldn't just end it like that. My mind was filled with lust, and I didn't care anymore. Taking advantage of her complete exhaustion, I slumped down, pulled her t-shirt up, and ripped it off over her head. I rolled over, straddled her, grabbed her arms, and held them tightly over her head so she couldn't use her hands to stop me.

I took one of her nipples directly into my mouth and sucked hard, my eyes constantly glancing at Aunt Ju. Every time I sucked harder, Aunt Ju's eyes would close tightly; she couldn't handle the stimulation and could only make "Ah..." sounds. She tried to struggle to get up, but she was too exhausted from the previous exertion.

I continued sucking on her nipple and licking her breasts, going back and forth several times. Aunt Ju's skin was fair and smooth, and her two large breasts were beautiful, well-shaped, and incredibly soft. When watching porn, I noticed that many women's breasts weren't soft, but Aunt Ju's breasts were incredibly soft, like they were made of water.

Her nipples were pink, and I noticed they were very soft and small; no matter how much I sucked, they weren't very hard. No wonder she dared to go out without a bra in winter—you couldn't really see her nipples.

I didn't know how to continue; I just knew I licked for a long time, even drawing circles on her breasts with my tongue, leaving them covered in my saliva.

When I first started wandering around the living room, my idea was that playing with her breasts would be enough, but as I got to this point, I started thinking about what to do next. Seeing her slightly open mouth, I quickly kissed Aunt Ju's lips. I was clumsy and didn't know how to be gentle, so I just kissed her randomly. After kissing for a while, I finally realized I should put my tongue in. Aunt Ju had regained a lot of strength, and she kept turning her head around, refusing to let my tongue in. I had to hold her head still to stabilize her before I could finally manage to put my tongue in. Even then, her tongue kept dodging. We struggled on the floor for quite a while just doing that.

While I was kissing her, I quietly pulled down my shorts and then tried to pull down Aunt Ju's shorts. At this point, she panicked even more, holding onto her pants tightly. It took me more than ten minutes to pull down her pants. This was probably her last line of defense. Luckily, they were athletic shorts with only an elastic band, so I finally managed to pull them down. If there had been a belt or something, she probably would have given up. In the end, I even managed to pull down her underwear.

As soon as I pulled down her underwear, Aunt Ju's tears fell, and her movements immediately subsided. She covered her genitals with her hands, pleading, "Aunt Ju, please, don't do this. You're a child, and I'm married. This isn't something you should be doing, please." But I wouldn't have it. I forcefully pried her legs apart and struggled to pull her hands away. Aunt Ju's legs struggled incessantly, and finally she begged for mercy, "If you like breasts, I'll let you touch them, okay? But this is absolutely not allowed." The offer was tempting, but I was already out of my mind, like a wild animal. No matter how far things went, I had to see a woman's vagina up close.

I lifted her buttocks, made her sit on the ground, and tightly embraced her waist. Her lower back pressed against my stomach, and I used my legs to press down on her arms. This position was incredibly shameful; her entire vagina, even her anus, was completely exposed to me.

She had very little pubic hair, just a small tuft at the front, and it didn't look trimmed. She naturally has less pubic hair. Her clitoris was also small, and her labia were very thin, almost like a narrow slit. It was very clean and pinkish.

I touched it; it was already wet. It seemed that licking her breasts had a physical reaction to her. After watching for a while, I hesitated whether to lick it myself, wondering if it would be dirty, since it's where she urinates. If I hadn't watched Western porn, I would have skipped this step and just inserted my penis. But having watched it, I licked it carefully with my tongue, just like in the videos. There was no strange smell; it was very clean.

I licked her vulva with my tongue, and Aunt Ju finally stopped struggling. Tears streamed down her face as she kept saying, "How could this happen? How could this happen!" I couldn't distinguish between labia and clitoris at the time; I just knew I was licking a narrow slit. But when I licked her clitoris, Aunt Ju reacted extremely strongly, almost breaking free. I saw this, so I crossed my legs and held her tightly, then sucked her clitoris into my mouth with all my might. Aunt Ju completely lost control, screaming "Ah..." frantically, not caring if anyone could hear her. It seemed her clitoris was her most sensitive spot. She struggled frantically until she was completely exhausted, begging me not to kiss her there, saying she couldn't take it, she really couldn't take it anymore, it was like being tickled on the soles of her feet. Finally, her screams became so loud that she suddenly went limp. Only then did I release her, putting her legs down. She lay completely limp on the floor, motionless. She must have had an orgasm; her slit, which had been tight, relaxed in that instant, and fluid kept flowing.

Back then, I didn't have any special skills. I doubt even the Westerners in those videotapes were as enthusiastic as I was. Basically, there was only one trick: suck hard, suck with all your might!

Seeing she was completely exhausted, I pulled off her panties hanging on one leg, and took off my own shirt. I lifted her leg and, after much effort, finally found her vagina and inserted my penis. Aunt Ju only offered a token resistance before giving up completely.

Her expression was more like the conflicted reaction of someone being penetrated by a child, a reaction to the penis filling her vagina. Actually, when I was licking her vagina, she already knew it was irreversible. She believed that when I touched her breasts, it was more because of a child's longing for their mother's breasts. So, even though I touched her for so long, she was able to let go of her resentment and even fantasize about me being her child. When I touched her, it was like a son touching his mother's breasts—a form of self-comfort.

After I sucked on her nipples and licked both of her large breasts, she still harbored fantasies of pleasure, believing it wasn't intercourse, but rather a child suckling at its mother's breast. She thought that once I had touched and licked enough, it would be over. But how could a child possibly lick its mother's breasts completely?

Ultimately, things didn't go as planned. When I pulled down her panties, I also pulled down her sense of shame, completely exposing her most private parts to me. She then knew she had lost; this was no longer something a child should do.

For me, penetrating Aunt Ju was a moment that shook my entire life. Similarly, for Aunt Ju, my licking of her vulva deeply resonated with her.

She had been conservative since childhood; her husband was her first man, so her vulva was something she would never allow another man to see, let alone touch or kiss. Even her own husband had never given her oral sex.

When she saw the boy next door licking her most private area between her legs with lustful intent, the taboo was incredibly stimulating. She erupted instantly, reaching orgasm from my clumsy oral sex alone. It wasn't that my tongue was particularly skilled, but rather the internal shock that gave her greater pleasure.

From that moment on, she no longer saw me as just a child. When I penetrated her, although she lacked strength, she could still resist, but by then she had given up, knowing she couldn't escape. When a woman accepts her fate, she becomes completely silent, letting you do as you please. Even though she still felt it was incest, since it had come to this point, she accepted it, even if it wasn't a full-blown incestuous relationship.

Finding the entrance to her vagina was difficult, but penetration was relatively easy. After all, she was a young woman, and having just orgasmed, she was very wet and slippery inside. The smooth, slipping sensation was truly wonderful, both physically and mentally.

Physically, it felt incredibly comfortable, my penis enveloped in a warm embrace, an indescribable pleasure. So this is what penetration feels like—much more comfortable than I imagined.

Mentally, looking at the beautiful body beneath me, I didn't move, just kept my head down watching my entire penis inserted into Aunt Ju's honey pot, tightly connected. My own barely grown pubic hair was pressed against Aunt Ju's, and she was my elder, even though the age difference wasn't huge, the visual and psychological impact was indescribable.

I kept staring at the connected parts, enjoying the wonderful moment. And her body was truly irresistible—her thighs were as smooth and white as jade, the beads of sweat adding to her sensuality, a stark contrast to my skin tone. Such a beautiful lower body, yet my penis was inside her. All these contrasts almost made me ejaculate without moving.

Aunt Ju was silently shedding tears, violated by a boy 15 years younger than her.

I kept saying sorry, I really, really liked her, I just wanted to be one with her, I just wanted to do this with her. I love everything about her.

After saying that, I sealed her lips with mine. She offered no resistance, letting me suck her saliva and tongue.

Once I'd recovered, I began to slowly thrust in and out. Aunt Ju gradually stopped crying, closing her eyes and turning her head away, refusing to look at me. I pulled out most of the way to check the connection, then thrust back in, gradually increasing the speed. When I thrust faster, she tightly closed her eyes, covering her mouth with her hands, trying to control herself from crying out. It was my first time, and I had no idea when I would ejaculate. I only knew that after a short while, my excitement surged. I changed from a prone position to a standing, squatting position, thrusting with all my might. The impact of our bodies made a series of slapping sounds. Aunt Ju couldn't take it anymore, letting out cries of "Ahhh!" and shouting, "No! No!" Hearing the slapping sounds, I couldn't control myself either, and a large gush of semen sprayed into Aunt Ju's body.

I didn't pull out until my penis was completely soft, my lower body covered in semen and Aunt Ju's vaginal discharge. I was also exhausted, so I lay back on top of her. We rested for a long time before she pushed me off and told me to leave.

I didn't dare leave then, afraid she would never see me again. I kept begging her for forgiveness, saying I really, really loved her. Women can't really resist that kind of thing. She was already incapable of hardening her heart, and she certainly wouldn't call the police. I said a lot, and she kept crying. I held her, letting her vent.

After a long while, once she calmed down, I kissed her lips again. This time, she resolutely refused and told me to leave. Seeing that she was in a stable mood, I jokingly said that I wanted to do it again, which startled her. Actually, I didn't really intend to do it again; I just wanted to use it as leverage, hoping she would truly calm down and accept my actions in the future. I coaxed and pleaded, saying all sorts of nice things. After a while, I realized I could actually do it again; my penis was hard again, and I felt confident. She hadn't noticed yet. I clung to her little by little, climbing on top of her again, using coaxing and pleading, secretly preparing myself. I slowly lifted her legs, about to penetrate her again, when she realized what was happening. There was so much lubricant and semen still flowing out. Before she could stop me, my penis had already slid in. She punched my shoulder, telling me to leave, but I refused. I still used my childish stubbornness, acting spoiled and innocent, and finally, without thinking twice, I started thrusting.

Aunt Ju, seeing that I had penetrated her, accepted it. Her body swayed back and forth with my thrusts, her two large, snow-white breasts bouncing with each movement, providing me with a great visual treat. I didn't care about being gentle with her anymore, and thrust my lower body into Aunt Ju's vagina with all my might. Aunt Ju's face changed from sadness to shyness. I also noticed that every time she made love, her cheeks would flush red when she was excited. Although she was trying to control herself, the intense pleasure still made her feel a little hazy. Her body was no longer as tense as before and relaxed.

I myself felt indescribably satisfied. This time it lasted much longer than last time. Last time it was too fast, and I didn't enjoy it much. This time I maintained a high-speed thrusting. Aunt Ju was also lost in the pleasure, feeling dazed, her eyes were hazy. We were both drenched in sweat. Finally, she gave up everything and groaned with pleasure.

Because it was mixed with my previous semen and some white fluid, there was an indescribable sticky sound during the thrusting. I ejaculated twice, and a lot of it spilled onto the sheets. It was getting late, and I still had to clean up the mess, so I reluctantly left.

Back then, there were no cell phones or communication tools like QQ; the only way to contact someone was to meet them. Several days passed, and she kept avoiding me. Then one day, I hid downstairs at her house, waiting for her to come home from work. I suddenly appeared and entered her house. As soon as I entered, I hugged her from behind. This time, she didn't struggle much, only saying that we shouldn't be like this, that I was still young and should focus on my studies. Of course, I disagreed. For every word she said, I retorted, giving her a bunch of excuses. She was like a scholar encountering a soldier—unable to reason with me. After a while, her husband came home. I could only use the excuse of asking about my studies. Aunt Ju panicked when she saw her husband return and quickly sent me home.

We hid like this, like guerrillas, until most of summer vacation was over. Then one morning, her husband had just left for work and noticed she hadn't gone to work, probably on her day off. I went to her house, and with a bit of sweet talk, I easily stripped her naked. I was happy; it meant that although she was just going through the motions, she wasn't resisting me anymore.

This time I was prepared, having planned various positions beforehand. Last time we just used the normal position, but this time was different, and we had plenty of time—at least eight or nine hours.

That day, from the bed to the sofa, to the desk in the study, I'd ejaculate, rest, and then continue. We didn't even eat lunch, just kept going, without showering. We were completely glued together, sticky all over. It was truly a whirlwind of sex.

I don't know where I got that much energy when I was 15. She probably also experienced forbidden sex and let me do whatever I wanted.

Someone knocked on the door, and we were so scared we didn't dare make a sound. We breathed a sigh of relief when the person left and we saw it was the woman from next door outside the window. Later, I wanted her to give me oral sex, but she resolutely refused. Finally, I used a trick on her; knowing her clitoris was sensitive, I turned her body while licking it, doing a 69 position, missionary. She couldn't handle the stimulation and, in a semi-conscious state, finally took my penis in, ejaculating all of it into her mouth.

That day, I tried every position I could think of, and the ejaculation was watery, almost nonexistent.

I licked her almost every inch of her body, from head to toe, leaving no skin untouched, especially her long legs. Last time I was only focused on penetration, but this time I thoroughly enjoyed them.

I also really liked Aunt Ju's buttocks; they were very perky, round and large, but not ridiculously so, probably due to her regular running and exercise.

At first, she didn't like me licking her like that, feeling it was too close to her anus and too shameful. I made her lie on her stomach like a puppy, and then licked her from behind, so her buttocks were completely open, making it easy to lick any spot. I licked her buttocks while simultaneously licking her vulva from below. Finally, I held her down and licked her anus thoroughly. After that, she completely let go, feeling that this 15-year-old boy had completely devoured her.

In the end, we were so crazy that we blushed afterwards, saying all sorts of lewd things. We didn't shower in between, and I ejaculated multiple times. We also kept performing oral sex, and in the end, we couldn't distinguish between semen and vaginal fluid; our mouths were full of this mixture, but we didn't mind. Later,

when she was giving me oral sex, she said that even her husband didn't receive such treatment. He had forced himself on her before, but she didn't like it. He would only put it in her mouth once and then forbade her husband to do it again. I asked her why she was so good to me, and she just said, "I don't hate it when you do it for me; I even kind of like it."

After that experience, I became completely obsessed with every part of Aunt Ju's body, feeling like I wanted to merge my body completely with hers. I was incredibly obsessed with sex, imagining all sorts of positions, the weirder the better, feeling like I needed to release myself every day.

During the summer vacation, we spent every spare moment together, and she tried to take time off work to make up for all the overtime she had accumulated in the first half of the year. My

childhood friend couldn't find me then and couldn't watch the videotapes, so he was furious, constantly asking me what I was doing every day. Haha, little did he know, I wasn't a little kid anymore.

Later, in September, I started high school at a prestigious university, and there wasn't much time to spend alone together anymore, with evening self-study sessions. At most, I would go to her house on Sunday nights to take advantage of her studying, or have a quickie when her husband wasn't around.

But these opportunities were too rare, so sometimes on Sundays, she would go to a hotel and we would have a wild time.

This clandestine passion lasted for many years. Although we couldn't be together every day, having it once or twice a month was actually quite enjoyable, a bit like the joy of separation.

As I grew taller and more physically developed, we became more and more compatible. When I asked her to wait for me, I meant it sincerely; I wanted to win her over and make her my bride when I grew up. But she was hesitant, since our families all knew her, and she couldn't handle it. She comforted me, saying we wouldn't be separated, and she was willing to remain my secret lover forever. During

my middle school years, I actually quite enjoyed it. While other kids were still clueless about sex, I was already quite experienced.

After Aunt Ju's incident, I stopped spying on my sister, and not many years later, she married a wealthy man and moved to another city.

Later, my childhood friend discovered my relationship with Aunt Ju. It happened on the stairs; I touched her butt, and he saw it. He was surprised that she didn't react, so he knew we were definitely having an affair. Although he also liked Aunt Ju, he couldn't bring himself to say it. He also wanted to sleep with her, but it wasn't until years later, after he got a girlfriend, that he finally confessed. Around that time, another taboo thing happened. After

we went to universities in different cities, seeing each other became difficult, only possible during winter and summer vacations. Of course, she would come to see me every month or so, and of course, there would be some passionate encounters. We'd be sweet for a day or two before going back. Because of Aunt Ju's presence, I wasn't interested in other university girls, and for four years, I didn't have a girlfriend. In my

third year of university, Aunt Ju moved to XX city with her husband—it was a job transfer, I suppose. XX was enough for her to enjoy a comfortable life, so she lived a surprisingly leisurely and carefree life.

That's all for now; more to come later.

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