Sin 1

After spending these past few days with Zhang Hong, I deeply experienced the allure of a mature woman. Such women are incomparable to ordinary young girls. After leaving Zhang Hong's house, I made up my mind to have several more charming mature women like her within a year. I like that mature, seductive charm.
But I never expected that the woman who would enter my plans next would be my beloved aunt. My aunt is exactly 41 years old this year, but if she walked down the street, no one would believe she's 40. She was a well-known beauty in our area when she was young, and she's maintained herself very well. My aunt and I have been together in G City for several months because of business. My aunt lives in the south room, and I live in the north room. I've always been cared for by my aunt like a mother. Before this, I never imagined that one day she would become my mistress.
After returning from Sister Zhang's house, I felt a change within myself. I vaguely sensed that the bond between my aunt and me had transcended that of mother and son. My love for her deepened, and my desire for her grew stronger. I often tried to impress her, saying things men say to women, and sometimes deliberately chatting with her shirtless at home. Gradually, I sensed a change in my aunt as well.
She often displayed a shyness in my presence, the kind of shyness only lovers share. She would also intentionally or unintentionally reveal glimpses of her mature, voluptuous, sexy, and alluring body in front of me. In the evenings, she often spoke to me wearing a semi-transparent, milky-white silk robe. These robes clearly couldn't conceal her body; I could clearly see the beautiful curves unique to a 40-year-old woman; I could clearly see the outline of her firm, full, and round breasts; I could see her sexy and alluring body subtly exposed beneath the silk robe. At these moments, I felt a strong urge.
I had a premonition that something was about to happen between my aunt and me.
It was the day before May Day, and I remember the weather was unusually hot. After dinner, it was already past 8 p.m. My aunt, seeing that we had finished eating, was going to the kitchen to clear the dishes. I took her hand and said, "Auntie, sit down for a moment, I'll clean up in a bit." I casually picked up the DVD player on the remote and pulled out the pornographic film I had prepared. It was an incestuous film; a young man was kissing his aunt, and both of them were completely naked. My aunt was about to scold me when I tilted my head and pressed my lips to her red, sweet lips. My aunt tried to pull away a few times but didn't. I didn't move again and let my aunt watch with me.
Gradually, I felt her breathing quicken. I immediately kissed her rosy, sweet lips, my tongue tentatively slipping into her mouth. Just then, she seemed to wake up. She suddenly pushed me away, saying, "You brat, look at yourself! You're not learning anything good. I'm going to wash the dishes."
Seeing her go into the kitchen, I had no choice but to go into the bathroom and splash myself with cold water, but it just kept getting hotter. I washed myself thoroughly. When I came out, she had already cleaned up the dishes and was combing her hair in front of the mirror in the south room. She was wearing a milky-white, semi-transparent silk robe, her long, black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. The outline of her plump, round, and sexy buttocks was faintly visible. In that instant, the irresistible allure of my aunt's curvaceous, mature, and voluptuous body captivated me. She didn't look like a 40-year-old woman at all. For a moment, I really wanted to rush forward and hug her, to caress and play with her plump, full, round, and pert buttocks. But reason warned me not to act rashly. A woman's heart is unfathomable; who knows what she's thinking? I approached my aunt and pressed myself close behind her. My aunt, caught off guard, jumped in surprise. "Jie, you scared me! You just took a shower, hurry up and put your clothes on, don't catch a cold."
I deliberately stood opposite her, my body still glistening with water droplets from the shower, wearing only black underwear. My strong body stood before her, sitting on the edge of her bed. My arms were around her slender waist, and I rested my head against her chest. A faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and my heart skipped a beat. I murmured, "Auntie, I...I love you..."
My aunt was startled at first, then smiled gently. She stroked my head and said, "Silly boy, Auntie loves you too!"
I pressed my face against her full, firm breasts. I gently caressed her, my left hand slowly sliding down her waist until it reached her round, plump, luscious buttocks. Then, I placed my right hand between her legs, tentatively stroking the inside of her smooth, delicate, long, and rounded thigh. My aunt seemed to be electrocuted; her body stiffened abruptly, and she looked down at me. Her eyes held no reproach, but rather a hint of expectation. As if encouraged, I pulled my aunt onto my lap with a forceful pull. As her round, plump buttocks sat on my thighs, I turned my lips to kiss her. My aunt let out a soft moan and tried to pull away, but I held her close, and our lips met in a tight kiss.
This time, my aunt didn't struggle. As soon as our lips parted, sweet saliva clung to our mouths. My aunt sat on my lap, and I held her voluptuous, mature, and sexy body, my left hand kneading her smooth, round, and plump buttocks. Her buttocks must have felt the touch of my already hardened penis; she shifted restlessly, trying to break free from my embrace and caresses: "Oh, Xiao Jie, let go of Auntie, don't do this."
I held her trembling body tightly, unsure what to do. I gritted my teeth, knowing I had no choice but to move forward without hesitation.
Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but when I resolutely continued to hold her on my lap, my right hand around her full, soft waist, and my right hand caressing her round, full breasts through her thin silk robe and pale pink lace bra, she stopped struggling. To my delight and excitement, she gently wrapped her round arms around my neck, breathing softly.
My aunt and I were both a little nervous; it must have been our fear of what was about to happen—a thing that was both romantic and forbidden.
(To be continued)

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