incestuous relationship with aunt

I've thought about this for a long time and feel it's necessary to tell my story.
I have to admit that the word "incest" is thought-provoking and disgusting,
because traditional Chinese morality cannot tolerate it. I had sexual relations with her—my aunt.
Although we both suppressed our desires, we ultimately crossed that line.
I now have to admit—love is human nature, not just for reproduction.
Especially for emotional beings, the deeper the love, the more painful the suppression!
Until the later outburst.
Five years ago, I was assigned to a famous construction company in Wuhan for my university internship.
Wuhan was completely unfamiliar to me; even now, I still consider myself just a passerby.
At that time, my family gave me my aunt's address, and I was overjoyed.
At least I had a place to stay, and more importantly, I thought:
I didn't care how much hardship I had endured in the past four years, only the feeling of being adrift was exhausting.
When I met my aunt that time, we hadn't seen each other for 13 years.
When she picked me up in a white Honda, I simply couldn't believe I had such a wealthy relative.
What surprised me even more was that my aunt looked younger than me, despite being eight years older!
I stared blankly at the woman before me—high ponytail, fair and smooth skin, a white dress, and sunglasses.
How could I recognize her? "
What's wrong?" my aunt said, taking off her sunglasses. "
Let's go home! "
she smiled. She was as fresh and elegant as a jasmine flower.
Willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, an oval face—my mother always said my aunt was a beauty, and now I truly understood.
When we arrived at my aunt's house, it was very large and spacious. As soon as we put our luggage down, my aunt said, "
We haven't been in touch for 13 years. I've been so eager to visit you. Your mother and I have relied on each other since we were little…sigh! We're always busy, it's too far. Seeing your ambition makes me truly happy."
A faint sadness welled up in my aunt's eyes.
I was filled with bitterness and sorrow, and I felt a deep respect and admiration for my aunt! Actually—my aunt's marriage wasn't as rosy as her appearance.
My uncle was in the trading business, and those years the business was lucrative, making him quite wealthy.
My aunt came to Wuhan from a remote village at 15 to attend a vocational school, and after graduation, she was assigned to work at a bank. We lost contact after that.
I learned from my aunt that after my uncle became wealthy, he indulged in a life of debauchery, neglecting his business. Eventually, he ran off with another woman, taking all his assets.
My aunt took over and, through connections, restored the business to its former glory.
When my uncle returned, my aunt divorced him without hesitation, giving him a sum of money to settle things.
Our relationship was built up little by little.
My aunt was very busy with her business, with many social engagements. She rarely came home, so when I came, I helped with housework, such as
carrying gas cylinders, buying rice, washing clothes, and cooking. Waiting for her to come home for dinner… honestly, that feeling of home was wonderful!
My internship was very relaxed, and when I had nothing to do, I would rent VCDs, which were very popular at the time.
After renting quite a few, I became familiar with the owner, and occasionally he would give me a few adult DVDs. At 24, full of youthful vigor, I just watched a Japanese one.
The scenes of men and women entwined on screen made me feel hot all over, my heart racing. My penis remained erect for hours.
Primal instincts surged through my blood; I felt like I was about to ejaculate!
I stroked my penis against the screen, putting on a condom for the first time, but felt nothing, just numbness.
To calm myself down, I went to the bathroom for a cold shower, since it was early summer. In the bathroom, it was fine at first. But
as the shower gel lubricated my skin, my penis immediately became erect. I instinctively put on a glove, and a wave of pleasure surged from my glans. I closed my eyes. The pleasure traveled down my spine to my brain.
I quickly squeezed some shower gel onto my palm, penis, and glans, putting it on. The itchy, numb sensation made
me almost tremble with weakness. So I sat on the floor and completed the mechanical action, speeding up the process, putting on the condom, putting on the condom, putting on the condom, putting on the condom—that was my only thought, to release that sexual desire. I lifted
my hips, my anus contracted, and I felt pleasure! I gasped, growled… and ejaculated.
This was my first time masturbating. My body went limp, but I felt ashamed, lost, and uneasy. Suppressed sexual desire is fatal!
Because of the climate, Wuhan was particularly hot, and my aunt's business declined.
I spent more time at home and gradually discovered that my aunt was very persistent in relationships. Due to her failed marriage, she placed great importance on a man's character.
She never easily trusted men and would never rely on them.
My aunt was very romantic; every smile and gesture exuded elegance. I think this was honed by life's experiences.
My aunt's thinking was very fashionable and avant-garde; she valued enjoyment and pursued a touch of romance.
For example—"Xiao Jian, don't cook, let's go out to eat."
My aunt came out of the bedroom, walking around the living room in her underwear. I ran out of the kitchen and bumped into her, quickly lowering my head, blushing and saying nothing. "
What's wrong? Haven't you ever seen your girlfriend like this?"
My aunt was very magnanimous, with no trace of impure thoughts. When I told her I had never been in a relationship, she looked surprised.
Actually, it's just a difference in thinking and lifestyle.
As I watched my aunt walk into the bedroom to change, her firm, pert buttocks and slender waist making my penis erect, I felt no lustful thoughts.
After she came out, she said, "Xiao Jian, don't be shy. Life should be like this, just like me.
By the way, I'm not much older than you. You're so old now, if you're embarrassed to call me 'Auntie,' just call me by my name, I don't mind."
My God, could I dare call her by her name?
I didn't know how to answer. But my aunt took my arm. "
Come on, stop standing there!"
Her tone was relaxed, and I felt much more at ease.
That time, my aunt took me to a coffee shop and a movie theater. It was a luxury I had never imagined!
However, something else happened that very night.
On our way back, as I locked the iron gate to my aunt's garage,
a few drunk young men stopped her, groping her. When I heard arguing and rushed over, I saw a hand already inside her private parts, hurling insults.
"Stop!" I yelled, but they didn't stop. Instead, they tore off my aunt's underwear. "
Who do you think you are?"
I charged forward, fists out, shouting, "
She's my girlfriend
!" I fought with all four of them. I was knocked to the ground, and they brutally beat me with whatever they could find for 15 minutes. My aunt cried and screamed beside me until nearby residents arrived, and the thugs finally dispersed.
My right hand felt paralyzed, my waist ached terribly, and my head was bleeding profusely.
When I got up, I wrapped my own clothes around my aunt's waist.
She kept sobbing. I told her I was fine, that I wouldn't stand idly by and watch a woman be bullied, even if I didn't know her. My aunt supported me, nodding and crying...
To take care of me, my aunt brought all her company belongings home.
Young people have boundless energy, and I recovered almost completely in a few days.
But she was still worried, helping me wash every time I showered, which made me very embarrassed.
She insisted, perhaps out of guilt and gratitude. The most embarrassing moment was that time. "
Here, the warm water is ready. Take off your clothes."
I was deeply moved; no woman had ever cared for me so attentively.
I lay in the bathtub, wearing only a pair of briefs. I have a lot of pubic hair and a large penis.
I was really embarrassed but also longed to experience that tenderness. My aunt's hands, wet with shower gel, gently wiped my chest, and I felt a little dizzy.
I could clearly feel my desire being aroused, both nervous and excited, hopeful and hesitant.
I simply closed my eyes, unable to look at her.
My penis was sticking out of the water, and I occasionally glanced at her. My aunt was already drenched in sweat, her face flushed, shy and silent—the reserve of a young girl was evident in her.
I could see her cleavage through her hair; her large, white breasts swayed, the outline of her panties clearly visible, her buttocks bouncing up and down, her shapely calves clean and delicate.
I don't remember how I spent that night…
When I lay in bed, my mind was filled with images from the VCDs and fantasies of my aunt's naked body.
I sat on the edge of the bed, took out my hard, throbbing penis, and began to masturbate. There were breasts I'd seen before, a woman's mysterious vagina, and the frozen image of my penis entering her.
I ejaculated again, thoroughly satisfied! When I went to the bathroom, I saw the light from the television in my aunt's room. My heart skipped a beat:
those pornographic discs were still on the VCDs—would my aunt find out?
I went to the window. What I saw shocked me: my aunt was watching pornographic discs and masturbating!
She lay diagonally on the bed, one leg bent over. I could see her sparse pubic hair, a flat stomach, and a figure that rivaled any celebrity—my aunt had never had children. Her breasts were smooth, firm, and showed no signs of sagging.
She covered her genitals with one hand and stroked her chest with the other. Her long hair fell loose, and I could see the veins in her neck bulging, as if she were moaning, but I couldn't hear her.
It was enough to excite me. My penis, still erect from ejaculation, was erect again, the brown shaft like a python, ready to strike. But I didn't have the courage to imagine having sex with my aunt, despite my intense sexual hunger.
I slowly withdrew, but accidentally knocked over a glass on the windowpane. I was so scared I couldn't move. "
Xiao Jian, is that you?" "Yes."
The door opened, and my aunt covered herself with the sheet and burst into tears. I was at a loss. "
This... this disc... you rented?" "Yes." "
Wait a minute, I want... I want to talk to you, okay... okay?"
I agreed. "Come in, Xiao Jian!"
I went in and sat on the floor. My aunt started talking. "Actually, I'm so tired!
I have to support myself. I have no one to rely on, it's so exhausting!" "I know, Aunt.
I've always admired you!" "Actually, with your good qualities, shouldn't you find a man?"
I comforted her, saying,
"Men with money aren't human, Xiao Jian, you can't become like that!" "
I don't expect a good one. When I need something, I can find someone to take care of me anywhere with money." My aunt's tone was calm and honest. "
You mean...? Haven't you ever met anyone who's good to you? Haven't you been attracted to any man around you?" "
There have been men who are good to me, and there have been men I've been attracted to.
If it weren't for—my nephew—saving me that day, how wonderful that would have been! Sincere, upright, brave, honest, and I feel safe!"
"Hey—why did you say I was your girlfriend?"
My aunt moved closer to me, her faint perfume scent creating a very ambiguous feeling.
It made me impulsive again! "
That time, I felt like you were my girlfriend, we stayed out until late at night, that's only with girlfriends!"
To be honest, I didn't want my aunt to put her head on my back, put her hands on my shoulders, and laugh, "
You naughty little man!" What? Are you trying to coax me or...?
I'm telling the truth!
I protested. My aunt's expression turned serious. "Fine, tell me the truth, why are you watching porn?"
I lowered my head. What young person wouldn't want to see something like that? "
Okay, do you think I'm young? Can I watch it?"
I nodded. "Then let's watch together!" "Huh??"
I really wanted that. I just didn't dare say it. "Go, get some Coke from the fridge!" My aunt went to get a porn disc.
I was secretly pleased... I came in and saw the screen. It looked unfamiliar. Oh.
My aunt had a collection of these too. It was a classic porn film.
Chinese subtitles. I was already erect. The atmosphere of the couple making love was great, intense, unrestrained, and novel. It was my first time watching a European porn disc. "
Hey, you can't watch too much, you can't handle it!" my aunt said jokingly.
"Can't handle it? I'll masturbate!" I replied casually.
Is it like this? Really don't have a girlfriend? Let me introduce you to one.
My aunt pointed to the screen, which showed two men and one woman. One was kissing a woman's genitals, while the other was masturbating.
I watched, my lust rising, completely absorbed. My aunt's voice was noticeably weak, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
The TV showed a woman giving oral sex; the actress was very into it, manipulating a large penis in her mouth, sometimes slapping the glans with her tongue, sometimes enveloping and sucking, even sucking the testicles. Especially the moans and groans, so intensely pleasurable.
Another scene was a close-up of intercourse: the woman's labia, clitoris, pink, so vibrant, so tender and wet. She
pulled out a penis, rubbing the glans against the vaginal opening, then spread them apart, positioning the glans against the vaginal opening, inserting, penetrating. The vaginal fluid slicked the penis, feeling so smooth. The sounds made us tremble.
Seeing such intoxicating images, our desire was melting us.
I couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a low growl, my semen about to gush out. My aunt stroked her delicate neck, her eyes glazed over, panting heavily.
I rushed to the bathroom to relieve myself. Just as I pulled off my underwear, the door opened!
My aunt staggered, her cheeks flushed, her small penis trembling. "Let me help you!" she cried. "Don't worry, nothing will happen
." Seeing my hesitation, my aunt said, "Masturbation is common; I've seen it many times!" "Come on," she said, "I'll help you; it'll feel great.
" Without further ado, her hand was already on my penis. I trembled, my feelings a jumble of emotions. Why was my aunt like this? Didn't she care about the boundaries between men and women?
My aunt rhythmically stroked it, and I saw my glans rolling inside the foreskin. Instead of pleasure, I felt a surge of disgust.
I started shivering. My aunt asked me what was wrong.
I said I was scared, and a little embarrassed. My penis turned from dark red to black and immediately went limp.
There was still a slight pain in the sulcus of my glans. My aunt said:
You're under a lot of psychological pressure regarding your attitude towards sex. Sex is wonderful; if you find it pleasurable, then do it. Listen to me, relax. I'll guide you; don't worry, this is just our secret. Relax!
I lay down in the bathtub, added a little water, and said, "Without lubrication, it hurts a bit!"
My aunt casually grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it all around my penis, repeatedly urging me to relax and enjoy it.
Fueled by my aunt's words and the atmosphere, I went for it. I faced this kind of sex—my aunt masturbating me!

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