My girlfriend's teacher mom

My girlfriend, Angie, and I were together for four years. She was my classmate in college, from freshman year to graduation. During the summer before her senior year, I accompanied her to her home to meet her aunt. When Angie was in fifth grade, her parents died in a serious car accident. After that, she was raised by a distant relative of her mother's.

Her family lived in the suburbs near Puli, Nantou. Angie's aunt was a teacher at a local elementary school, and her uncle was an engineer at a Taiwanese company. A few years ago, his company sent him to Shenzhen, mainland China. They had no children of their own, so they treated Angie as their own daughter, taking meticulous care of her.

When I arrived at her house, I found her aunt to be very warm and down-to-earth. She was about forty years old, but perhaps because she took good care of herself, she looked only in her thirties. Her face was as beautiful and delicate as Angie's; she was a true beauty. She had short hair, dressed elegantly and neatly, with fair skin and a slender figure. Perhaps because of her age, she looked slightly fuller than Angie. She was a refined and intelligent scholar.

Angie, when she got home, didn't have much to do but chat and socialize with her high school classmates. However, I didn't like going out much, usually staying home to read or watch TV. This often gave my aunt and me opportunities to chat. We talked about world events, marriage, family, and social issues. We seemed to have many common topics, and our views were almost identical. We often talked for a long time, and Angie would often come home and interrupt our conversation, leaving us wanting more.

Once, I asked my aunt about my uncle's situation. She seemed slightly unhappy and hesitated for a moment before briefly saying, "He works in Shenzhen, mainland China, and he's doing well. He sends money back to cover household expenses." I seemed to sense that their marriage had some problems, but I didn't dare to say anything more, and we remained silent for a long time.

One day, I found a set of floral women's underwear and bra drying on the clothes rack on the balcony! They swayed gently in the breeze... they were lace and mesh. I knew they weren't Angie's; I had accompanied her to buy her clothes and underwear. These must be my aunt's! Who would she, a simple woman, dress so sexily for?

In just a few days, my aunt seemed like a different person. Her previously somewhat melancholy face now had a radiance. Angie said she could tell that my aunt liked me very much, and that my aunt wouldn't object to our relationship. The way my aunt looked at me was the same as Angie's, and she even wore Angie's perfume. She truly possessed an indescribable beauty. Several times, I was lost in thought staring at her, and when she noticed, her face flushed slightly. My lower body reacted subconsciously.

One morning, I was only wearing a thin white thong, which tightly hugged my penis, looking very sexy. When I heard my aunt get up and leave the bedroom, I stretched loudly, and my penis almost popped out of my pants.

My aunt turned her head and glanced at me, then froze. After a few seconds, she came over and covered me with a towel, deliberately saying, "What if this child catches a cold?" I peeked through my eyes and saw her standing in front of my bed, her gaze lingering on my penis for a long time. I saw that she was wearing Angie's pajamas, and an idea came to me. I rubbed my eyes, grabbed my aunt, and started groping her breasts, calling out, "Angie! Angie..." Her breasts were indeed much fuller and fleshier than Angie's, and although they were slightly sagging, they felt better to the touch, quite elastic when rubbed.

But then she shyly pulled away. I stared wide-eyed and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I thought it was Anqi." "Oh! It's nothing. Anqi said some of her clothes were out of style or old, so she gave them to me. I thought they were fine, so I wore them. I made you mistake me for someone else." She hurriedly straightened her clothes and said, "I came to cover you with a blanket, be careful not to catch a cold." Then she left without looking back.

At breakfast, everyone acted as if nothing had happened.

That day, Anqi was going to Lishan with her classmates for two days. I made an excuse that my stomach had been bothering me for the past few days and I wouldn't go. Anqi was a little unhappy, and Auntie helped explain, "Xiao Guo might be having trouble adjusting to the environment, so you shouldn't go." But Anqi was stubborn; she always kept her promises to her friends, so she insisted on going. Auntie then said to Anqi, "Then you and your classmates go. I'll stay home and take care of Xiao Guo." With Anqi gone, my opportunity came. Around noon, my aunt, citing the hot weather, deliberately dressed in a rather revealing and sexy outfit, seemingly trying to seduce me. She wore a silk off-white camisole that I had once given to Angie, which accentuated her proud breasts, making them appear even fuller and higher. The sparse fabric of the camisole barely covered her two large, round breasts; I could see that about a third of them were exposed, especially the sides, which were practically completely exposed, their rounded curves fully revealed. The two small, peanut-like nipples on her chest were particularly prominent, and she was definitely not wearing a bra under the camisole. As she walked, her two large breasts swayed and bounced from time to time, making me dizzy just looking at them.

Her skirt was incredibly short, so I didn't have to look down to see her pink lace-trimmed, transparent thong. Sometimes, when she walked with her legs spread, I could see the snow-white skin on the inside of her thighs completely. Occasionally, a few small black hairs would peek out from the sides of her panties. Her pink knees and white thighs complemented each other beautifully. In the deep recess of her panties, there was a dark brown shadow, which I imagined must be her mysterious pubic area, making me fantasize.

Soon, my aunt turned and went into the bathroom to take a shower, but the bathroom door wasn't closed, as if she was deliberately trying to lure me into peeking. Of course, I wasn't going to let that opportunity pass. After undressing, the aunt stood naked in front of the bathtub, offering me a feast for the eyes. Her skin was flawless, translucent, and snow-white, with thick, dark pubic hair covering her mysterious vulva. The stark contrast between her upper, lower body, and upper body made my blood boil, my desire surge, and my penis quickly became erect, almost bursting through my underwear.

I never imagined she would transform from a simple, unassuming middle-aged woman into such a seductive and alluring woman.

Yet, she remained calm and composed, maintaining the characteristic reserve of a middle-aged woman. Finally, I couldn't resist any longer. I mustered my courage, rushed into the bathroom, and embraced her. She didn't resist, quietly allowing my lips to meet hers. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, gently parting her teeth. With my teasing, she slowly opened her mouth, lightly touching me with her tongue before quickly withdrawing it.

I slipped my tongue into her mouth, searching for her soft, slippery tongue, but she possessed a girlish reserve, playfully letting her soft tongue slide across my tongue like an eel.

I chased her tongue for a long time until I caught it, pressed it down, and forcefully sucked the fragrant juices from her mouth. Her body trembled, arching her back against my chest. I could even feel a warm current emanating from her slightly protruding nipples.

I knew she wanted it. I carried her back to the bedroom, kissing her trembling lips even more passionately. I encircled her neck with my left arm, letting my right hand slowly move down, gently grasping her breast, rubbing her nipple with my index finger and thumb, slowly hardening it.

I lowered my head and kissed her delicate, snow-white earlobes and neck. My right hand squeezed her two large breasts and nipples harder. Her eyes were slightly closed, and she began to moan softly between her teeth. Her hand reached into my underwear and stroked my penis, while she kissed my chest with her lips.

"Don't misunderstand! Auntie isn't a bad woman. All these years, with Uncle away, Auntie has always been well-behaved and dutiful. Many men have given Auntie a nickname behind her back, something like 'Ice Queen,' meaning that Auntie is serious and reserved with the men around her. The reason Auntie is embracing you like this today isn't because Auntie is shameless, but because Auntie likes you very much. You look just like Auntie's first love. Not only are you about the same age, but your mannerisms and gestures are also so similar to his. From the first moment Auntie saw you, it was like my heart was struck by lightning, and I was transported back to the days of my youthful romance." I understood what she meant, and I couldn't wait to take off my underwear, letting my already swollen and slightly painful penis protrude freely. She was slightly surprised when she saw this, and said with a smile, "This is an extra-large one!" At this moment, she held my penis with her right hand and supported my testicles with her left hand. She squatted down, lowered her head, opened her cherry-like mouth, and took the glans into her mouth, sucking it continuously, making my penis feel very comfortable. Soon she got up, her legs naturally spreading open to meet me. I gently caressed her entire body, gradually warming her lower body, while kissing her lips and teasing her large breasts with both hands, kneading and stroking them. I prepared to slowly enter her body.

Her vagina was a little tight, and it seemed there wasn't enough lubrication, making it a bit astringent. Her moans were tinged with pain, and I saw her beautiful face seemed to be contorted. I slowly withdrew from her body and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, does it hurt down there?" "It's okay, it's alright. Yours is a little too big!" she replied softly.

"I'll be gentle, just tell me if you feel uncomfortable," I said considerately.

"Okay, I'll get used to it soon," she replied.

My fingers continued to move downwards, stopping at the upper part of the cleft, where the clitoris was.

When my fingertips touched my aunt's clitoris, her whole body trembled as if electrocuted, and she moaned softly. I began to kiss her lips, her neck, and then her swollen breasts. Her moans came in waves.

I gently stroked the inside of her thighs with my fingertips. Her thick pubic hair was like a jungle of desire waiting for me to explore. I teased her private parts with the tip of my tongue, and she suddenly went crazy, moaning loudly. I inserted my tongue deep into her, and she trembled violently, panting and roaring, her eyes rolling back, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, reaching extreme excitement. Clearly, her secret place had not been visited by a male organ for many years. A fertile field had been barren for too long, and now it was finally getting rain after a long drought.

I opened my mouth and greedily sucked in the thick love juice, which gushed out like a burst dam, making her entire vagina sticky and slippery. I knew it was time, so I straightened up, aimed my glans at her vagina, and inserted it again. With a "plop," this time it went in smoothly, the entire length inside. The warm, wet, slippery walls of her vagina tightly enveloped my penis, and waves of heat surged up from my lower body, the excitement and stimulation rising higher and higher.

I slowly moved in and out, her face turning bright red, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my flesh, her breathing rapid, her breath coming in gasps, her cherry lips wide open, letting out continuous moans. I increased the rhythm of my thrusts, and her moans rose higher and higher, soaring over mountains and valleys until they reached their peak. I slowed down, and the sound gradually lowered again, and as I thrust in and out again, the moans gradually rose again.

It started with gentle, slow thrusts, gradually turning into frenzied, forceful thrusts. The initial nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one gradually became nine deep thrusts followed by one shallow one, repeating this cycle endlessly. I was like a conductor, leading the orchestra of lust, letting the passionate music run wild in the realm of sex. The music was sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, but it was the most beautiful symphony I had ever heard in my life.

Her expression clearly showed unbearable tingling and itching. Her body twisted and swayed constantly, causing her two full, round breasts to bounce and sway, making me dizzy and intoxicated!

"Little devil... harder... don't stop... I feel so good..." Auntie cried out incoherently, her body twisting faster and faster, involuntarily contracting her vaginal muscles, tightly gripping my glans, as if afraid I would pull my penis out of her body, and her orgasm would end.

She was drenched in sweat, writhing frantically up and down and side to side, her cherry lips opening and closing, panting heavily, her long, glossy black hair flying wildly with each movement.

"Does it feel good?" I asked knowingly.

"It feels amazing," she replied.

"Then call me brother, call me brother to fuck you." I teased her playfully.

She hesitated for a moment, a little embarrassed, and I took the opportunity to increase the force of my thrusts, trying to make her submit.

Sure enough, "Little devil brother... come... fuck me... fuck me hard... brother... my pussy is so itchy... brother is so good... yes... that's it... oh... brother... brother... oh..." Her extremely excited moans and the "plop, plop" sounds of my penis going in and out intertwined, creating a melodious and heavenly sound, making me even more excited and stimulated. I felt my glans being tightly gripped and sucked by her vaginal muscles, making my whole body tremble.

At that moment, I felt a tingling, numbing sensation running down my spine to my head. I thrust my penis harder, letting my muscles contract and expand, and her cries echoed even more loudly, reaching for the heavens.

"Brother... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Oh... Brother... Oh... Oh..." Then, between our heavy breathing, thick, hot semen gushed out, gushed out, and gushed out again.

We lay naked in each other's arms for a moment, then she slowly rolled over, spread her legs, pulled my penis out, and bent down to suck on the glans, continuing to suck the remaining semen.

"This little devil's treasure may be a nuisance, but Auntie likes it." She admired it as she licked the semen off my penis and testicles, even cleaning her anus. Then she got up and got a damp towel, wiping my body from head to toe, and then covered me with a blanket to rest.

At that moment, I gazed intently at her beautiful, flawless, and smooth body, like a work of art. I enjoyed the meticulous care of this mature married woman; I felt incredibly fortunate. The royal service was truly extraordinary—warm, considerate, and understanding.

Before leaving, she said, "The flower path has never been swept for guests, but today the humble gate is opened for you. Auntie wants to borrow a line from Du Fu's poem to express my feelings today. If I hadn't met you, my little darling, how could I have tasted such wonderful and comfortable sexual pleasure in my life? Auntie really wants to thank you!" I said, "Auntie, to be honest, from the moment I saw you, I was deeply attracted by your beauty, simplicity, and kindness. I should be thanking you." This summer vacation was truly wonderful, magical, and unforgettable!

After the start of the semester, my aunt visited Anqi at school a few times, and we secretly spent several blissful and romantic nights together, each time under the moonlit flowers, tender and passionate.

However, not long after Anqi graduated from university, we broke up because Anqi had a bad temper and was difficult to please, often arguing fiercely over trivial matters. Coupled with our incompatible personalities, differing values, and inability to get along, we broke up. Since then, we haven't seen or contacted each other. After graduation, I studied abroad for two years, and upon returning, I joined a foreign company, where I've been busy ever since, rarely having any free time.

Now, my aunt is fifty years old; I wonder if she still retains her charm? Alas! A dear friend, I miss her dearly. Her beautiful face and stunning figure are always etched in my mind, especially in the quiet of the night, when I dream of her.

[The End]

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