The Story of the Auntie at the University Convenience Store

I believe many guys have experienced college. Most of us either date or remain single. This story takes place during my senior year. Honestly, I wish it had happened in my freshman year, so my college life would have been more fulfilling.
Okay, back to the story. It happened in the summer of my senior year, which means I was about to graduate. That night, I was playing basketball and heading back to my dorm. Since there was a convenience store downstairs, I didn't need to wear clothes; I went there shirtless. The owners were two middle-aged women who usually dressed very casually—a stark contrast to what happened next. So, you can't judge a woman by her appearance. If she's well-developed, she's practically a beast. I took two bottles of Coke to the auntie's cashier. Since running a shop is usually quite boring, they usually play games like Happy Landlords on their computers. Just as I was paying, my QQ message notification went off. It wasn't a big deal, but I remembered the auntie's QQ number, intending to add her and chat casually. When I added her, she messaged me saying she was the one who bought the water. Of course, she didn't know which QQ account I was using; I was using another one. Then I started my "development" journey. At first, I didn't reveal my identity, only saying I was a student. She knew I bought water from her shop but didn't know which account I was. After chatting for a while, I started asking all sorts of questions, and the topic gradually shifted. She asked why I didn't see her husband in the shop. The auntie said he worked out of town, and it was just her and her cousin running the shop. Of course, when the conversation got to the point about whether men were around, the next thing that came up was, "What do you do when you want 'that'?" I didn't directly say "sex," trying to be subtle. She just chuckled and didn't give a direct answer. I said, "Actually, I have feelings for you. When you were taking money, I saw your breasts, they're so big, I really wanted to lick them." I deliberately made it sound lewd to see if she was disgusted. This woman directly said, "Then come on, I'll lick them for you." I wasn't going to back down either, "My dick is big too, I don't know if your mouth can fit it, do you want me to lick it?" She said, "Come downstairs." Actually, I only dared to say it; who would actually go downstairs? We talked about the same things all night.
The next day, I video chatted, of course, without showing my face. I pointed the camera at my hard dick and deliberately masturbated, making it wet. I didn't dare speak, I just typed, because there were other people in the dorm, and my roommates obviously didn't know I was talking to the aunt downstairs. We chatted like this for two days, and the aunt downstairs kept teasing me, calling me downstairs. I said, "Then you should take a shower first, I'll come down after you close the door at 12 o'clock, and when you open the door, just put my dick in your mouth." This slut agreed, and then around 2 a.m., we continued talking the next day.

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