Aunt's Secret (Episodes 1-2 Complete)

Last Saturday, I visited my uncle's house. Only my aunt was home; she later went out, leaving me alone. For some reason, I suddenly went into my uncle and aunt's bedroom and started rummaging through the closet. I found a hidden compartment at the bottom, and when I opened it, I was incredibly excited (initially, I just wanted to find some of my aunt's clothes to satisfy my curiosity). 　　Inside

the compartment were several sexy lingerie pieces—thongs, open-crotch lingerie, a vibrator, and a penis-shaped electric vibrator (I took pictures, but I don't know how to upload them).

This completely changed my perception of my aunt!

Let me introduce my aunt. She's almost 40, not very tall, about 1.6 meters, and weighs around 90 pounds, on the thin side. Her breasts are probably a B cup (I don't really know much about that). She has an oval face and is about a 7 out of 10 in terms of looks.

To be honest, although my aunt has been my object of fantasy since high school, I never imagined she would have these things. It's hard to imagine my usually quiet and elegant aunt wearing a semi-transparent bra and thong, using a vibrator and dildo for masturbation.

My uncle was diagnosed with heart disease a few years ago and now carries nitroglycerin pills with him at all times, so he can understand why my aunt uses sex toys when she has those needs.

I used to only fantasize about my aunt, never actually thinking about incest in real life. But now, suddenly discovering those masturbation devices, I can't calm down at all; all sorts of thoughts are running through my mind. Should I sleep with my aunt?

Looking at all the toys she bought, I can imagine her needs are quite high. And my uncle often goes fishing with friends, gone for two or three days at a time. Their only daughter, my cousin, lives in another house and only comes back once every week or two. If we could really have sex, we'd have plenty of time to enjoy time alone together.

But I'm also worried that if my aunt doesn't accept it, it'll be very embarrassing, especially since she's a relative and we're close. What should I do? Should I sleep with her or not?

After staying home for two days, I couldn't resist going to my aunt's house again after work on Monday afternoon. She was home alone again; my uncle had gone out fishing with his friends and hadn't returned yet.

While cooking and cleaning up afterward, I used the excuse of helping to intentionally touch my aunt's hand, breasts, and buttocks. She didn't react much. I don't know if she still considers me a junior and doesn't think of me that way or if she has those feelings herself and is therefore condoning it? My feelings for my

aunt

had been churning in my heart for almost a week. On Friday, July 28th, before I even got off work, I couldn't contain myself anymore. I called home and said I was going to a friend's house and wouldn't be home for dinner. Then I left work early and headed to my uncle's house. (My job is quite flexible, so I won't say what I do specifically to avoid being recognized.) Actually, although I had some feelings for my aunt, I didn't have any plans at the time. I just wanted to see her and ease my longing.

My uncle's house is only a ten-minute walk from my workplace. I arrived quickly, and as usual, only my aunt was home. After asking her, I learned that my uncle had come back on Monday and stayed for three days, and yesterday he had made plans to go fishing. My cousin hadn't come back this weekend either, and my aunt suspected she was dating someone.

So, it was just my aunt and me for dinner.

After dinner, my aunt cleaned the kitchen and then came out to watch TV with me on the sofa in the living room. The TV was showing "Princess Agents" starring Zhao Liying, and my aunt was watching it with great interest. I don't know if it's because of my cousin's influence or because every woman has a girlish heart, but she usually loves watching all kinds of idol dramas.

My aunt's beautiful chestnut-brown hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head. Today, she wore a light blue floral dress, which made her slender figure look even more elegant and charming, exuding the allure of a mature woman. My penis began to slowly harden the moment my aunt sat down on the sofa next to me. I chatted with her casually, but my mind was completely on her.

After watching an episode, my aunt told me she was going to take a shower and then went into the bedroom. I sat on the sofa in the living room, my mind constantly picturing my aunt undressing and showering in the bathroom, and wondering if she would masturbate while showering.

I sat there anxiously for almost five minutes before making a decision: I would try opening my aunt's bedroom door. (My uncle's house has two bathrooms, one shared and one in my aunt and uncle's master bedroom. The bathroom door in the master bedroom is an unlocked sliding door, so I thought that if my aunt had locked the door, so be it; but if it wasn't locked, then it was fate, and I'd take the plunge.)

Standing at the door of my aunt's bedroom, I gripped the doorknob, but didn't open it immediately. Instead, I took a deep breath and pressed down. The doorknob slowly slid all the way down, and I felt a mix of surprise and apprehension. Once

inside the bedroom, I carefully closed and locked the door.

My aunt's clothes were scattered on the bed in the bedroom, and the sound of running water came from behind the bathroom door.

I stared at the bathroom door for about a minute, then started taking off my clothes. Because it was summer, I was naked in no time. My penis was already erect, the glans engorged with blood as if it was about to explode. At this point, I didn't care about anything anymore. I walked to the bathroom door, grabbed the latch, pulled it open with a whoosh, rushed in, and then casually closed the door behind me.

My aunt was rinsing the foam off her hair when I suddenly burst into the bathroom. I froze, not even looking closely at her body, and rushed over to hug and kiss her...

Only then did she realize what was happening. She didn't scream or shout, but instead tried to cover herself while struggling, frantically whispering things like, "XX, what are you doing? Don't do this. No, don't do this, let go."

My desire was burning, and I wasn't about to let go. I pulled my aunt into my arms with my left hand, pressing her tightly against me, while my right hand reached into the valley of her lower abdomen to explore. She struggled, trying to pull my arm to stop me, but she was too petite compared to me, so it didn't affect her much. My fingers easily found their target, and my middle finger gently slipped inside. My fingertip touched something slippery, and for a minute, I felt like I was possessed by Kato Taka. My middle finger dug and rubbed inside my aunt's cave.

My aunt was trembling all over. Although she was still pushing me away, her legs seemed to have lost their strength. Her body was limp as she leaned against me, murmuring, "No, no, take your hands out and let me go..."

After ravaging my aunt's clitoris and vagina for two minutes, my hands started to get a little sore. Seeing that my aunt's resistance was not so intense, I took the opportunity to turn my aunt around and make her lie face down on the sink. I tied her hands behind her back, controlling them with my left hand, and squeezed the hand soap on the sink with my right hand. Then I haphazardly smeared it on my erect penis, spread her plump buttocks, and thrust it deep into her vagina.

My aunt cried out "Ah!" the moment I penetrated her, and then the flesh on her buttocks tightened as if injected with a needle, and the flesh inside her vagina contracted and gripped my penis. I almost ejaculated on the spot! I took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. I leaned down and pressed my chest and abdomen against my aunt's delicate, snow-white back skin, and reached down to her chest to knead her soft breasts. I began to thrust my lower body at a steady pace.

My aunt seemed to have resigned herself to her fate and stopped all struggles. She closed her mouth tightly and buried her head in the sink, making soft "hmm" moans from her nose. They were very faint, but they aroused my desire even more. I stood up and held my aunt's hips with both hands, thrusting violently.

My aunt's waist is incredibly slender; I could almost wrap my arms around it with my hands outstretched. As I thrust into her vigorously, looking at her waist, a thought suddenly popped into my head: "Won't this break her waist?" (My aunt's waist is so tight that I could easily slip another hand into her size pants. Her breasts aren't particularly large, only a B cup, but they are still very firm and round. Her areolas are only the size of a one-dollar coin, and her nipples are also very small, which is exactly my type.)

After only two or three minutes of thrusting, an overwhelming desire surged through me. I quickly thrust hard into my aunt's buttocks a few more times, then ejaculated thick streams of semen inside her.

From the time I entered the bathroom to my ejaculation, it was only about 10 minutes. I wanted to be as vigorous as possible for my first time with my aunt, but I was just so excited!

After releasing my desire, I released my aunt and pulled my penis out of her vagina. My aunt slowly slid down the sink and sat on the bathroom floor tiles. At that moment, my aunt suddenly burst into loud sobs.

I stared awkwardly at my aunt, her genitals covered in semen and foam (from hand sanitizer on her penis), and sat on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably for almost a minute before finally snapping out of it.

I took down the showerhead from the wall, rinsed my own penis haphazardly a few times, and then knelt down to clean my aunt. She didn't react at all as I rubbed her genitals; she just kept crying and didn't even glance at me.

Seeing her like this, I began to feel remorse and fear.

After washing her clean, I wrapped her in a towel and carried her out of the bathroom. Reaching the bed, I stepped onto it barefoot, kicked the clothes aside, and put my aunt down.

My aunt was still crying, but her voice wasn't as loud as before. She was curled up on her side with her back to me.

I sat cross-legged behind her, trying to figure out how to comfort her and calm things down. Although her curled-up position concealed her breasts, her plump, snow-white buttocks were clearly visible. Her slightly parted, alluring vulva had labia minora glistening with moisture, making me want to suck on them.

My eyes were fixed on my aunt's vulva, and my penis slowly became hard again. At that moment, lust overwhelmed me. I thought to myself, "I've already done it once, so even if I go to jail, I'll do it again first."

I bent down and brought my head close to my aunt's genitals to smell them. There was no odor. So I grabbed her thighs with both hands and stuck out my tongue to lick her full mons pubis.

My aunt's body trembled, and she tried to turn away from me, but I controlled her buttocks and she couldn't escape. I spread her legs and put my head between them, sucking and licking her clitoris with my lips. My aunt cried out, "Oh my god, oh my god!" Her body began to tremble, arching her lower body into a bow shape.

She pushed my head away, but the more she pushed, the harder she sucked. Soon, her vagina was gushing out, sticking to my chin in a slippery state.

I couldn't resist stopping to get a closer look at my aunt's vulva. Her entire genital area had turned brownish-red due to melanin deposits and years of sexual activity. Her pubic hair was very sparse, almost like a white tiger. Her labia minora were covered in clear, sticky fluid. With the movement of the clitoral hood inside her vagina, streams of vaginal fluid were slowly squeezed out, dripping onto the sheets and forming a long, wet trail.

Although my aunt was still resisting, her vulva continued to flow with fluid. I stuck out my tongue and licked into her moist crevice. Her body tensed and trembled again, and more fluid gushed out. I simply kissed my aunt's entire vulva. Her body twisted and turned, and her juices flowed continuously. She cursed me while letting out muffled moans.

I held my penis and inserted it into my aunt's already soaked vagina. Before, I was too excited to feel it much, but this time was different. It felt warm, and the fleshy walls of her vagina gripped my penis, neither too tight nor too loose. It felt very comfortable!

My aunt was still struggling and cursing at me, but her cursing grew softer and softer, replaced by her rapid moans. The room suddenly became quiet, with only the "plop, plop" sounds of water as I penetrated her.

After a few dozen thrusts, I leaned down and kissed her neck and earlobes (I didn't dare kiss her lips, afraid she would bite her tongue; I'm incredibly impressed with myself for even thinking of that). My fingers quickly played with her nipples; despite her resistance, her nipples were already hard, like two purple grapes.

While I was kneading my aunt's full breasts with my hands, I lowered my head and sucked hard on her nipple. After about ten more thrusts, my aunt's moans suddenly intensified, and her body trembled uncontrollably. She even reached out and hugged my neck, and her tender vagina began to twitch, tightly sucking on my penis. I knew she had orgasmed.

I felt my aunt's orgasm, which made me even more excited. I said to my aunt with some pride, "How was it, Auntie? Was it good?"

My aunt was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm or was angry. She didn't pay attention to me. She lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders, then leaned down and folded her legs to her chest. This made it easier for me to knead my aunt's breasts while thrusting.

I concentrated all my weight on my waist, pounding into her like a pile driver, each blow solidly striking my aunt's pubic bone. Under my repeated torment, my aunt's naked body finally couldn't help but writhe beneath me, her legs wrapped around my waist, her snow-white arms tightly embracing me, her small hands digging into the muscles of my back, struggling to withstand my crushing. At that moment, her alluring charm was truly bone-chilling.

After a few minutes of this intense activity, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pressed my entire body against my aunt's, thrusting my penis as deep as I could, my scrotum contracting rhythmically as I poured my semen into her honeypot. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, as if sucking on my penis, trying to squeeze out the last drop...

After ejaculating, I lay on top of my aunt, panting, my penis still inside her. I gently stroked her breasts. My aunt was limp, her eyes slightly closed, her cheeks flushed, breathing heavily, as if quietly enjoying my caresses. Only silence remained in the room.

I lay on my side, embracing my aunt, continuing to squeeze and play with her breasts with one hand. After resting for a while, I went to the bathroom, filled a basin with hot water, and used a towel to clean her lower body. During this process, my aunt remained motionless, only covering her face with her arm, letting me do as I pleased.

Seeing my aunt like this, I decided to go all out. I left the bedroom, locked the front door, turned off the TV in the living room, and then went back to the bedroom to lie on the bed. I held my aunt's smooth, white, naked body and talked to her, telling her how beautiful and elegant she was, how much I had liked her all these years, and how I had never forgotten her.

"Even if I like you, you can't treat me like this! I'm your aunt, your elder! How am I supposed to face people after this?" My aunt covered her face with her arm and suddenly said.

Seeing that she was willing to talk to me, I quickly launched into a barrage of apologetic words, but she didn't respond. She just choked back tears and started crying again. Later, perhaps exhausted, she cried herself to sleep. I pulled the blanket over us and covered us with it, then hugged her and drifted off to sleep myself.

Later, I woke up in the middle of the night and in the early morning, and couldn't resist having sex with her twice more. Each time, I left my penis inside her and refused to pull it out.

When I woke up again, it was almost noon. My aunt was still asleep, so I got up to wash up, then went to the kitchen and quickly made some food before calling her to come out and eat. At first, she refused to eat and ignored me. After much persuasion, she finally agreed to eat a little.

After lunch, she went straight back to her bedroom and locked the door. No matter how much I knocked, she wouldn't open it. I listened carefully and heard running water inside, so I was relieved to hear that she was taking a shower.

My aunt didn't leave her bedroom all afternoon. It wasn't until dinner, after I called her for a long time, that she finally came out. She ate dinner without saying a word and then went straight back to her bedroom.

That's how it went. I would cook and call my aunt, and she would come out of her bedroom to eat, then go back to her bedroom afterward. No matter how much I tried to coax her, she wouldn't say a word to me.

Around 3 PM on Sunday, I heard my aunt answer a phone call in her bedroom. A few minutes later, she opened the bedroom door and coldly said to me, "Your uncle is coming back. You'd better leave now."

I looked at my aunt, who hesitated and didn't speak. She looked at me too, as if she knew what I was thinking, and then said, "I won't tell your uncle."

Knowing my uncle would be back soon, I felt guilty and unsure how to face him. After hearing her say that, I quickly said goodbye.

Back home, I was still quite anxious, worried that my aunt would call the police or tell my uncle I had raped her. Although I knew that if she were to call the police or tell my uncle, she wouldn't let me leave so easily, I was still a little scared because I had done something wrong. It wasn't until a few days passed and nothing happened that I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Four or five days later, on August 3rd, I went to my uncle's house after work. This time, my uncle was home, and my aunt opened the door for me. Her expression turned somewhat unpleasant when she saw me, but because my uncle was there, she couldn't say anything.

I don't know if women are born actors, but while my aunt acted as if nothing was wrong in front of my uncle, she repeatedly glared at me fiercely when he couldn't see.

This time, feeling completely safe, I relaxed entirely. Humans are truly greedy creatures. Once I was sure my aunt wouldn't do anything, my heart started to stir again. After that, I began going to my uncle's house every few days, ostensibly to freeload, but really just to see if there was a chance to do something. Men, you know, they all know that.

If my uncle or cousin were home, my aunt would act as if nothing was wrong, and might even say a few words to me. But if she was alone, she would open the door for me, but with a cold face, ignoring me and leaving me in the living room before going into her bedroom and staying there.

Although I was turned away, I didn't give up. Since I had added my aunt on WeChat before, I would send her messages whenever I had free time, apologizing and showering her with sweet words. At first, my aunt didn't reply, but I didn't care. After sending messages for about ten days, my aunt finally replied, saying that the matter was over, she wouldn't tell anyone, and she wouldn't blame me anymore, but I shouldn't have any improper thoughts about her in the future.

I agreed first, because I knew my aunt well and knew she liked yoga, health, and travel, so I tried to engage her in conversations about these topics. Gradually, she started responding to me.

I also took advantage of times when she was home alone to give her flowers or unique little trinkets, and slowly she stopped being so cold towards me.

Seeing that my aunt's attitude towards me was no longer so icy, I became bolder. When chatting with her on WeChat, I would intentionally steer the conversation towards sex. When I went to my uncle's house, I would use the excuse of helping my aunt with chores to find opportunities to get close to her, pretending to accidentally touch her butt, hug her waist, or lightly bump her chest with my elbow. My aunt would just twist her body away or slap my hand away and glare at me, without showing any strong aversion.

The ambiguous atmosphere between me and my aunt continued until August 24th. Around lunchtime, I left work early again to go to my uncle's house for a meal. My aunt opened the door for me.

Since it was her own home and the weather was hot, my aunt was dressed casually in a white short-sleeved t-shirt and blue denim shorts. At first glance, she looked like a girl in her late teens or early twenties. Looking at her exposed, fair thighs, I felt a slight arousal.

I first chatted with my uncle in the living room for a while, drinking tea. I learned that he was going fishing with his friends again in the afternoon. I was secretly delighted; I had another chance to flirt with my aunt that afternoon!

I slipped into the kitchen under the pretext of checking if my aunt needed any help. She was washing vegetables by the sink with her back to me. I stood at the kitchen doorway, watching her full buttocks and snow-white legs encased in hot pants, and my lower body began to swell.

I glanced at my uncle watching TV in the living room, then took a few steps forward and hugged my aunt, pressing my palm against her soft abdomen. My swollen lower body pressed against her inner thighs, and through the thin fabric, I could almost feel the warmth emanating from her buttocks.

My aunt trembled in shock, almost screaming. Turning around and seeing it was me, she said in a soft, embarrassed voice, "Are you trying to kill me?!" and tried to pull my hand away from her abdomen.

How could she possibly pull me apart with her strength? My hand caressed my aunt's abdomen, and my lower body rubbed against her buttocks. My aunt blushed instantly, and she fiercely grabbed my hand on her abdomen, saying, "Your uncle is still outside, behave yourself."

Having gotten what I wanted, I let go of my aunt and teased her, "So, does that mean I can be naughty when my uncle isn't here?"

My aunt didn't answer, but gave me a flirtatious glance, lowered her blushing face, pushed me away, and left. Seeing the sudden allure on my aunt's face, I felt a surge of joy. Could I make love with my aunt? Would she be willing to do it with me? I think I found the answer in her expression. Half an hour after lunch, my uncle said goodbye to me and went out with his fishing buddies.

My aunt and uncle were originally sitting side by side, while I was sitting alone on the single sofa next to them. A few minutes after my uncle left, I sat down in his seat.

I first casually placed one leg against my aunt's thigh to test her reaction. Seeing that there was no reaction, I boldly placed my hand directly on her snow-white thigh. My aunt seemed to feel nothing at all, and simply shifted her leg and changed her sitting position.

My aunt's silence conveyed her tacit consent. I pounced on her, embracing her tightly and showering her earlobes and cheeks with kisses. She tried to speak, but before she could, I pressed my lips against hers. She struggled, turning her head away, her lips tightly pressed together, saying, "XX, don't do this, XX, don't do this..."

I persisted, and slowly her jaw loosened. I finally pried open her soft lips, my tongue slipping inside. Under my onslaught, her tongue returned to my passionate kisses, feeling the softness of her little tongue. I savored her soft, fragrant tongue, my eyes widening as I watched her flushed face, a look of ecstasy on her face.

I kissed my aunt's soft lips, panting, and stroked her back. She finally softened in my arms. After a few minutes, my lips left hers; her face was flushed, and her eyes were glazed.

I looked at her and said, "Auntie, I like you. You're so beautiful."

She just hummed in response, closing her eyes shyly and lowering her head.

My hand wandered to her chest, slipping inside her t-shirt and her bra, touching her nipples.

My aunt's body trembled, and her breathing became noticeably rapid. I lifted her t-shirt up to her chest, revealing her flesh-colored bra underneath. I reached behind her and unhooked the bra, then pushed it up.

Suddenly, my aunt's two firm, white breasts were displayed in front of me. My hands immediately touched her breasts, kneading them. I was incredibly excited at that moment. I lowered my head and took my aunt's nipple into my mouth. My aunt let out a low moan. I moved my body and let my aunt lie flat on the sofa, freeing my hands. One hand caressed my aunt's hot face, and the other hand held her breast. I teased her nipple with the tip of my tongue, circling it again and again. My aunt's nipples were already erect, and I couldn't get enough of her two full and firm breasts.

Under the teasing touch of my tongue, my aunt writhed, occasionally letting out moans, her voice melodious and alluring. My hand slowly moved down, brushing past her knees and stroking upwards. Gradually, my hand reached the inside of her thighs, my fingers slipping inside her hot pants. Because of the underwear, I could only feel the warmth and slight dampness of her area. I lost even more control; with a light flick of my fingers, my hand slid... I went inside my aunt's panties...

Suddenly, my aunt stiffened, and she immediately pressed her hand against mine, which was already inside her panties. She murmured, "XX, no, no..."

Hearing my aunt say this, I raised my lips, which were kissing her breasts, and then kissed her lips. My hand was also on my aunt's mons pubis, and I just kept kissing her passionately. After a while, I felt that my aunt was a little confused again, and my hand started to move little by little.

My aunt's hand was still on mine, but it had lost its strength. She let my hand gently caress her genitals, still saying no, but her voice was so weak. Hearing her words of coy resistance, my desire surged. I kissed her ear and whispered, "Aunt, I like you, I love you."

As I spoke, my fingers covered her genitals, which were already very wet, even her underwear was soaked. By this time, my aunt was completely aroused by me. My tongue teased her nipples, while my fingers moved faster over her labia. Her labia were already wet with her juices. With a slight movement of my middle finger, I found her clitoris and began to caress it vigorously. My aunt wrapped her arms around my head, her body twisting and turning, and her moans grew louder.

I hugged my aunt tightly, kissing her face as I said, "Auntie, I want you."

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, burying her beautiful face in my chest, and said, "No, this isn't right."

I knew she was saying this out of feminine modesty and the dignity of an elder. I whispered in her ear, "Auntie, let me carry you to bed."

She still said no, but as I picked her up, she instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck. I lifted her up and carried her to the bedside in a few steps, gently setting her down.

The room was quiet, and the sunlight outside reflected on her face, making her even more captivating.

After a passionate kiss with my aunt, I said, "Baby, let me help you take off your clothes."

As I spoke, I helped her take off her t-shirt and bra. When I went to take off my aunt's hot pants, she lifted her buttocks to cooperate with me. I pulled her hot pants and underwear off together in one go. After taking off my own clothes in a few quick movements, we were both completely naked and facing each other.

On the cream-colored sheets lay my aunt's fair body, her two smooth, jade-like legs stretched out. Between her legs, her pink labia parted slightly like a baby's mouth, revealing a tiny slit. Her breasts stood proudly erect. When my aunt noticed me thinking about her body, her face flushed, and she immediately covered her face with her hands. Seeing this, I felt both excited and proud. After all, she was a respectable woman, so easily embarrassed.

I put one arm around her neck and wrapped it around her, while the other hand caressed her breasts. I began kissing her neck, and I could faintly hear her soft moans.

After a while, my hands reached for my aunt's breasts, one in each hand, just the right size to hold. Her nipples were already erect. After playing with them for a while, I kissed them, making her body tremble.

My penis was already rock hard, constantly brushing against my aunt's body with each kiss. I pulled one of her hands over and placed it on my penis. My aunt immediately pulled away, but I pulled her hand over again. This time, she didn't pull away. She used one hand to grasp my penis and stroke it, while using the other hand to gently massage my testicles.

My right hand rested on her smooth, soft abdomen, moving down from her navel, and without hesitation covered her pubic area. "Ah!" My aunt let out a soft cry. I quickly used my index and ring fingers to separate her plump labia, and with my middle finger, I pressed down on her protruding clitoris and began to rub it vigorously. My aunt immediately groaned loudly, tightly clamping her legs together and writhing forcefully.

My hand frantically rubbed my aunt's vulva, sometimes caressing her labia, sometimes teasing her clitoris.

Suddenly, my aunt trembled and whispered in my ear, "You little rascal... ah... you learned all this from... ah... from whom?"

Then she rolled over, quickly moving her face towards my genitals, and greedily sucked and licked my glans with her lips and tongue. My aunt's snow-white, round buttocks were right in front of me. Her two swollen, engorged labia were spread wide open in a wanton manner, her sparse pubic hair completely soaked with vaginal fluid, sticking together in clumps. Her vaginal opening was covered with milky white foam, and had a sour smell...

I never expected that my usually dignified and reserved aunt would be so lewd and wanton in bed. Excitedly, I grabbed my aunt's buttocks and shamelessly put my mouth directly on her vulva, like a thirsty person in the desert constantly sucking the juice secreted from her vagina. "Ah!" My aunt suddenly straightened up, turned her head and gave me a charming look, and then continued to lower her head to taste my penis.

I forcefully pried open my aunt's labia, frantically shoving my tongue inside and stirring it. I smeared my right middle finger with her vaginal fluid and easily inserted it into her anus.

"Ah...oh...God!" My aunt groaned unrestrainedly, her buttocks twisting violently. I felt streams of heat gushing from her vagina, the overflowing fluid smearing my face.

I got up and straddled my aunt. She clearly knew what I was going to do, and proactively spread her legs. My burning hot penis, hard as an iron rod, pressed against the entrance of her vagina. With a thrust of my hips, my thick penis plunged deep into her vagina.

As I penetrated her, my aunt's body stiffened instantly, and she let out a loud "Oh!" My penis thrust in and out of her vagina relentlessly, and she writhed in pain.

Looking at this alluring woman beneath me, making love with my nephew, a strange mix of incest, adultery, and conquest drove me mad!

I lifted her legs high and began to thrust roughly and forcefully into her, my hands mercilessly kneading her breasts. My aunt begged me to be gentle, and only when I saw tears streaming down her face from the pain did I finally stop. I climbed on top of her, kissing her lips, our bodies colliding and splashing with a series of wet, slapping sounds. My aunt's eyes were glazed over as she moaned and cried out my name. I kept thrusting my penis in and out, enjoying the wonderful pleasure. I fucked her for a full 20 minutes before I slowed down.

As soon as I stopped, my aunt wrapped her arms around my waist, crying out, "No...don't stop...it feels so good...faster..."

As she spoke, she thrust her hips in rhythm with my thrusts. I finally understood the madness of a middle-aged woman. I went for another round of thrusts. My aunt's face was flushed, her hair was disheveled, and her face and body were covered with a fine layer of sweat. Her two full breasts swayed with my thrusts.

Suddenly, my aunt hugged me tightly, her whole body began to spasm and tremble, and she made a hissing sound from her throat. At that moment, I felt particularly stimulated and comfortable, so I quickly increased the frequency of my thrusting. After a while, I felt my glans get hot, my aunt's moans stopped, her body arched back, and her vagina began to contract rhythmically, squeezing my penis tightly. My aunt had an orgasm!

Seeing my aunt's climax, I couldn't control myself anymore. I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, a wave of dizziness, and I thrust my penis deep inside her, a torrent of semen gushing out, again and again…

After a short rest, my aunt slowly opened her eyes. Her flushed face was so beautiful, her eyes still so dreamy. I lay weakly on top of her, quietly panting as I looked at her. She was also panting as she looked at me, her eyes filled with… With tenderness, I asked, "Auntie, is it comfortable?"

My aunt hugged my head and pressed her face against mine, stroking it gently, and whispered softly, "You little rascal."

At that moment, I felt that the woman beneath me was so adorable, and I couldn't help but kiss her eyes, lips, and face. My penis was still inside her, though it had softened a bit, but I couldn't bear to pull it out. I felt that my aunt was just like me, trying her best to keep her vaginal opening from slipping out.

After a long time, I said to my aunt, "Let's take a shower!"

My aunt hummed in agreement, so I took her hand and we went into the bathroom together. My aunt was no longer as shy as before, letting me wash every part of her body.

It took about half an hour to take a shower, and it was already past 3 p.m. After my aunt and I tidied up the messy sheets, I lay on my back with my aunt in my arms, and she lay on her side in my arms. We talked softly.

That day, my aunt and I were in the mood and made love wildly, trying all sorts of positions. When we got tired, we would hug each other and doze off for a while. Except for mealtimes, my aunt and I were entangled in bed all the time until my cousin called the next afternoon to say she was coming home.

I didn't count how many times my aunt and I made love during those thirty-odd hours, but towards the end, I couldn't ejaculate much. For two or three days after I got home, my genitals felt numb.

Postscript:

That day, my aunt and I had a lot of heart-to-heart talks, and she tacitly agreed that she could have sex with me anytime she had the time, but I had to keep it a secret.

I'll write down part of our conversation below, because I'm an experienced person...

I asked her if she was trying to seduce me by not locking the bedroom door when she went to take a shower that day?

My aunt said she didn't lock the door that day because she always considered me a junior and never imagined I would be so brazen as to break in. Before this incident, she never imagined we would have this kind of relationship.

She also told me that after I slept with her, she was initially very angry and considered calling the police. However, after calming down by locking herself in her room for two days, she felt that calling the police would make things worse, and she couldn't bear the embarrassment. She was also afraid that her uncle's heart wouldn't be able to handle it if he found out, so in the end she just kicked me out, hoping that this matter would be over forever.

I asked her what was going on with the sexy lingerie and sex toys in the hidden compartment of the wardrobe?

My aunt said she hadn't had sex for almost four years. Since my uncle was diagnosed with heart disease, his sexual ability has deteriorated. So she bought sexy lingerie for him to wear and even gave him oral sex. It worked at first, but then it stopped working. My uncle knew she used sex toys for masturbation.

I asked her if she ever asked her uncle to give her oral sex when she felt uncomfortable.

My aunt said she always gave him oral sex; he felt it was dirty and didn't want to. They also rarely used different positions, mostly missionary or doggy style, with the woman on top occasionally.

I asked her how she could endure not having sex for so long, and whether she had considered finding a lover or a one-night stand.

My aunt playfully punched my stomach and said that her generation wasn't as open-minded as ours, not always having affairs or one-night stands. When she really wanted to, she'd use a sex toy.

I asked her who she fantasized about when she masturbated. My aunt smiled but didn't answer.

I asked her if it felt good to have sex with me.

She said it felt amazing, she hadn't felt this good in a long time.

I asked her why she was willing to have sex with me now.

My aunt said that even though my uncle's health was failing, she never considered having a relationship with any man other than him. When I started harassing her, she felt scared, afraid of being discovered. Later, she also found it exciting, a kind of excitement that made her anticipate and yearn for it. She knew in her heart that if we continued this ambiguous relationship, something would eventually happen, but she just couldn't control herself.

I asked her if she regretted it.

She was silent for a while and said that although she knew what we were doing was wrong, that it was incest, she didn't regret it. If she had another chance, she would still do it.

[The End]

Discovering Some Secrets about My Aunt

Last Saturday, I visited my uncle's house. Only my aunt was home, and later she went out, leaving me alone. I don't know what came to my mind, but I suddenly went into my uncle and aunt's bedroom and started rummaging through the closet. I found a hidden compartment at the bottom of the closet, and when I opened it, I was incredibly excited (initially, I just wanted to find some of my aunt's clothes to satisfy my curiosity).

Inside the compartment were several sexy lingerie pieces, including thongs and open-crotch lingerie, as well as a vibrator and a penis-style electric vibrator (I took pictures at the time, but I don't know how to upload them).

This completely changed my perception of my aunt!

Let me introduce my aunt. She's almost 40, not very tall, about 1.6 meters, and weighs around 90 pounds, on the thin side. Her breasts are probably a B cup (I don't really know much about that). She has an oval face and is about a 7 out of 10 in terms of looks.

To be honest, although my aunt has been my object of fantasy since high school, I never imagined she would have these things. It's hard to imagine my usually quiet and elegant aunt wearing a semi-transparent bra and thong, using a vibrator and dildo for masturbation.

My uncle was diagnosed with heart disease a few years ago and now carries nitroglycerin pills with him at all times, so he can understand why my aunt uses sex toys when she has those needs.

I used to only fantasize about my aunt, never actually thinking about incest in real life. But now, suddenly discovering those masturbation devices, I can't calm down at all; all sorts of thoughts are running through my mind. Should I sleep with my aunt?

Looking at all the toys she bought, I can imagine her needs are quite high. And my uncle often goes fishing with friends, gone for two or three days at a time. Their only daughter, my cousin, lives in another house and only comes back once every week or two. If we could really have sex, we'd have plenty of time to enjoy time alone together.

But I'm also worried that if my aunt doesn't accept it, it'll be very embarrassing, especially since she's a relative and we're close. What should I do? Should I sleep with her or not?

After staying home for two days, I couldn't resist going to my aunt's house again after work on Monday afternoon. She was home alone again; my uncle had gone out fishing with his friends and hadn't returned yet.

While cooking and cleaning up afterward, I used the excuse of helping to intentionally touch my aunt's hand, breasts, and buttocks. She didn't react much. I don't know if she still considers me a junior and doesn't think of me that way or if she has those feelings herself and is therefore condoning it? My feelings for my

aunt

had been churning in my heart for almost a week. On Friday, July 28th, before I even got off work, I couldn't contain myself anymore. I called home and said I was going to a friend's house and wouldn't be home for dinner. Then I left work early and headed to my uncle's house. (My job is quite flexible, so I won't say what I do specifically to avoid being recognized.) Actually, although I had some feelings for my aunt, I didn't have any plans at the time. I just wanted to see her and ease my longing.

My uncle's house is only a ten-minute walk from my workplace. I arrived quickly, and as usual, only my aunt was home. After asking her, I learned that my uncle had come back on Monday and stayed for three days, and yesterday he had made plans to go fishing. My cousin hadn't come back this weekend either, and my aunt suspected she was dating someone.

So, it was just my aunt and me for dinner.

After dinner, my aunt cleaned the kitchen and then came out to watch TV with me on the sofa in the living room. The TV was showing "Princess Agents" starring Zhao Liying, and my aunt was watching it with great interest. I don't know if it's because of my cousin's influence or because every woman has a girlish heart, but she usually loves watching all kinds of idol dramas.

My aunt's beautiful chestnut-brown hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head. Today, she wore a light blue floral dress, which made her slender figure look even more elegant and charming, exuding the allure of a mature woman. My penis began to slowly harden the moment my aunt sat down on the sofa next to me. I chatted with her casually, but my mind was completely on her.

After watching an episode, my aunt told me she was going to take a shower and then went into the bedroom. I sat on the sofa in the living room, my mind constantly picturing my aunt undressing and showering in the bathroom, and wondering if she would masturbate while showering.

I sat there anxiously for almost five minutes before making a decision: I would try opening my aunt's bedroom door. (My uncle's house has two bathrooms, one shared and one in my aunt and uncle's master bedroom. The bathroom door in the master bedroom is an unlocked sliding door, so I thought that if my aunt had locked the door, I would let it go, but if it wasn't locked, then it was fate, and I would just go for it.)

Standing at the door of my aunt's bedroom, I gripped the doorknob, but didn't open it immediately. Instead, I took a deep breath and pressed down. The doorknob slowly slid all the way in, and I felt a mix of surprise and apprehension.

Once inside, I carefully closed and locked the door.

My aunt's clothes were scattered on the bed, and I could hear the sound of running water coming from behind the bathroom door.

I stared at the bathroom door for about a minute, then started undressing. Because it was summer, I was completely naked in no time. My penis was already erect, the glans throbbing as if it were about to explode. At that point, I stopped caring about anything. I walked to the bathroom door, grabbed the latch, yanked it open, rushed in, and then slammed the door shut behind me.

My aunt was rinsing her hair when she saw me suddenly burst into the bathroom and froze. I didn't even look at her body properly before rushing over, hugging and kissing her…

Only then did my aunt react. She didn't scream or yell, but instead tried to cover herself while struggling, frantically whispering things like, "XX, what are you doing? Don't do this. No, don't do this, let go."

My desire was burning, and I wasn't about to let go. I pulled my aunt into my arms with my left hand, pressing her tightly against me, while my right hand reached into the valley of her lower abdomen to explore. She struggled, trying to pull my arm to stop me, but she was too petite compared to me, so it didn't affect her much. My fingers easily found their target, and my middle finger gently slipped inside. My fingertip touched something slippery, and for a minute, I felt like I was possessed by Kato Taka. My middle finger dug and rubbed inside my aunt's cave.

My aunt was trembling all over. Although she was still pushing me away, her legs seemed to have lost their strength. Her body was limp as she leaned against me, murmuring, "No, no, take your hands out and let me go..."

After ravaging my aunt's clitoris and vagina for two minutes, my hands started to get a little sore. Seeing that my aunt's resistance was not so intense, I took the opportunity to turn my aunt around and make her lie face down on the sink. I tied her hands behind her back, controlling them with my left hand, and squeezed the hand soap on the sink with my right hand. Then I haphazardly smeared it on my erect penis, spread her plump buttocks, and thrust it deep into her vagina.

My aunt cried out "Ah!" the moment I penetrated her, and then the flesh on her buttocks tightened as if injected with a needle, and the flesh inside her vagina contracted and gripped my penis. I almost ejaculated on the spot! I took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. I leaned down and pressed my chest and abdomen against my aunt's delicate, snow-white back skin, and reached down to her chest to knead her soft breasts. I began to thrust my lower body at a steady pace.

My aunt seemed to have resigned herself to her fate and stopped all struggles. She closed her mouth tightly and buried her head in the sink, making soft "hmm" moans from her nose. They were very faint, but they aroused my desire even more. I stood up and held my aunt's hips with both hands, thrusting violently.

My aunt's waist was exceptionally slender; I could almost wrap my arms around it when I opened them. As I thrust into her violently, I looked at her waist and a thought suddenly popped into my head: "Won't this break her waist?" (My aunt's waist was so small that I could easily slip another hand into her pants. Her breasts weren't particularly large, only a B cup, but they were still very firm and round. Her areolas were only the size of a one-yuan coin, and her nipples were also very small, which was exactly my type.)

After thrusting for only about two or three minutes, an uncontrollable desire surged into my mind. I quickly thrust into my aunt's buttocks a few times and then ejaculated thick streams of semen into her body.

From the time I entered the bathroom to my ejaculation, it was only about 10 minutes. I wanted to be as vigorous as possible for my first time with my aunt, and I was just so excited!

After I finished, I released my aunt and pulled my penis out of her vagina. My aunt slowly slid down the sink and sat on the bathroom floor tiles. At that moment, my aunt suddenly burst into tears.

I stared awkwardly at my aunt's genitals, which were covered in semen and foam (because my penis had been coated with hand soap). I sat on the floor, feeling utterly humiliated, and cried my heart out for almost a minute before I came to my senses.

I took down the showerhead from the wall, rinsed my penis haphazardly a few times, and then knelt down to clean my aunt. She didn't react at all as I rubbed her genitals; she just kept crying and wouldn't even look at me.

Seeing her like this, I began to feel remorse and fear.

After washing her clean, I wrapped her in a towel and carried her out of the bathroom. I went to the bed, stepped onto it barefoot, kicked the clothes aside, and put my aunt down. She

was still crying, but not as loudly as before, curled up on her side with her back to me.

I sat cross-legged behind my aunt, trying to figure out how to appease her and calm things down. Although her curled-up position concealed her breasts, her plump, snow-white buttocks were clearly visible. Her slightly parted, alluring vulva glistened with moisture on her labia minora, making me want to suck on them.

My eyes were fixed on my aunt's vulva, and my penis slowly became hard again. At that moment, lust overwhelmed me; I thought, since I'd already done it once, even if it meant going to jail, I'd do it again first.

I bent down and brought my head close to my aunt's genitals to smell them. There was no odor. So I grabbed her thighs with both hands and stuck out my tongue to lick her full mons pubis.

My aunt's body trembled, and she tried to turn away from me, but I controlled her buttocks and she couldn't escape. I spread her legs and put my head between them, sucking and licking her clitoris with my lips. My aunt cried out, "Oh my god, oh my god!" Her body began to tremble, arching her lower body into a bow shape.

She pushed my head away, but the more she pushed, the harder she sucked. Soon, her vagina was gushing out, sticking to my chin in a slippery state.

I couldn't resist stopping to get a closer look at my aunt's vulva. Her entire genital area had turned brownish-red due to melanin deposits and years of sexual activity. Her pubic hair was very sparse, almost like a white tiger. Her labia minora were covered in clear, sticky fluid. With the movement of the clitoral hood inside her vagina, streams of vaginal fluid were slowly squeezed out, dripping onto the sheets and forming a long, wet trail.

Although my aunt was still resisting, her vulva continued to flow with fluid. I stuck out my tongue and licked into her moist crevice. Her body tensed and trembled again, and more fluid gushed out. I simply kissed my aunt's entire vulva. Her body twisted and turned, and her juices flowed continuously. She cursed me while letting out muffled moans.

I held my penis and inserted it into my aunt's already soaked vagina. Before, I was too excited to feel it much, but this time was different. It felt warm, and the fleshy walls of her vagina gripped my penis, neither too tight nor too loose. It felt very comfortable!

My aunt was still struggling and cursing at me, but her cursing grew softer and softer, replaced by her rapid moans. The room suddenly became quiet, with only the "plop, plop" sounds of water as I penetrated her.

After a few dozen thrusts, I leaned down and kissed her neck and earlobes (I didn't dare kiss her lips, afraid she would bite her tongue; I'm incredibly impressed with myself for even thinking of that). My fingers quickly played with her nipples; despite her resistance, her nipples were already hard, like two purple grapes.

While kneading my aunt's full breasts with my hands, I lowered my head and sucked hard on her nipple. After about ten more thrusts, my aunt's moans suddenly intensified, her body trembling uncontrollably. She even reached out and hugged my neck, and her tender vagina began to convulse, tightly sucking my penis. I knew she had orgasmed.

I felt my aunt's orgasm, which excited me even more. I said to my aunt with some pride, "How was it, Auntie? Was it good?"

My aunt, whether still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm or angry, ignored me. She lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders, then leaned down, folding them towards her chest so I could fondle her breasts while thrusting.

I concentrated all my weight on my waist, pounding into her like a pile driver, each thrust solidly hitting her pubic bone. Under my repeated torment, her naked body finally succumbed to her desire, writhing beneath me. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her snow-white arms tightly embracing me, her small hands digging into the muscles of my back, struggling to withstand my crushing. The alluring scene at that moment was truly bone-chilling.

After a few minutes of this intense activity, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pressed my entire body against my aunt's, thrusting my penis as deep as I could, my scrotum contracting rhythmically as I poured my semen into her honeypot. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, as if sucking on my penis, trying to squeeze out the last drop...

After ejaculating, I lay on top of my aunt, panting, my penis still inside her. I gently stroked her breasts. My aunt was limp, her eyes slightly closed, her cheeks flushed, breathing heavily, as if quietly enjoying my caresses. Only silence remained in the room.

I lay on my side, embracing my aunt, continuing to squeeze and play with her breasts with one hand. After resting for a while, I went to the bathroom, filled a basin with hot water, and used a towel to clean her lower body. During this process, my aunt remained motionless, only covering her face with her arm, letting me do as I pleased.

Seeing my aunt like this, I decided to go all out. I left the bedroom, locked the front door, turned off the TV in the living room, and then went back to the bedroom to lie on the bed. I held my aunt's smooth, white, naked body and talked to her, telling her how beautiful and elegant she was, how much I had liked her all these years, and how I had never forgotten her.

"Even if I like you, you can't treat me like this! I'm your aunt, your elder! How am I supposed to face people after this?" My aunt covered her face with her arm and suddenly said.

Seeing that she was willing to talk to me, I quickly launched into a barrage of apologetic words, but she didn't respond. She just choked back tears and started crying again. Later, perhaps exhausted, she cried herself to sleep. I pulled the blanket over us and covered us with it, then hugged her and drifted off to sleep myself.

Later, I woke up in the middle of the night and in the early morning, and couldn't resist having sex with her twice more. Each time, I left my penis inside her and refused to pull it out.

When I woke up again, it was almost noon. My aunt was still asleep, so I got up to wash up, then went to the kitchen and quickly made some food before calling her to come out and eat. At first, she refused to eat and ignored me. After much persuasion, she finally agreed to eat a little.

After lunch, she went straight back to her bedroom and locked the door. No matter how much I knocked, she wouldn't open it. I listened carefully and heard running water inside, so I was relieved to hear that she was taking a shower.

My aunt didn't leave her bedroom all afternoon. It wasn't until dinner, after I called her for a long time, that she finally came out. She ate dinner without saying a word and then went straight back to her bedroom.

That's how it went. I would cook and call my aunt, and she would come out of her bedroom to eat, then go back to her bedroom afterward. No matter how much I tried to coax her, she wouldn't say a word to me.

Around 3 PM on Sunday, I heard my aunt answer a phone call in her bedroom. A few minutes later, she opened the bedroom door and coldly said to me, "Your uncle is coming back. You'd better leave now."

I hesitated, looking at my aunt without saying anything. She looked at me too, as if she knew what I was thinking, and then added, "I won't tell your uncle."

Thinking that my uncle was coming back soon, I felt quite guilty and didn't know how to face him. After hearing my aunt say that, I quickly said goodbye.

Back home, I was initially quite uneasy, worried that my aunt would call the police or tell my uncle I had raped her. Although I knew that if my aunt were to call the police or tell my uncle, she wouldn't let me leave so easily, I was still a little scared because I had done something wrong. I only breathed a sigh of relief after a few days when nothing happened. Four or five days later, on August 3rd, I went to my uncle's house after work. This time, my uncle was home. My aunt opened the door for me, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant when she saw me. However, because my uncle was there, she couldn't say anything.

I don't know if women are born actors, but while my aunt acted as if everything was normal in front of my uncle, behind his back, she repeatedly glared at me fiercely.

Once I was sure it was safe, I finally felt completely relieved. Humans are truly greedy creatures. After confirming my aunt wouldn't do anything, my heart started to stir again. I began going to my uncle's house every few days, ostensibly to freeload, but really just to see if I could do something. Men, you know that.

If my uncle or cousin were home, my aunt would act as if nothing was wrong, and might even say a few words to me. But if she was alone, she would open the door for me, but with a cold face, ignoring me completely, leaving me in the living room and going straight to her bedroom.

Although I was turned away, I didn't give up. Since I had my aunt's WeChat account before, I sent her messages whenever I had free time. Besides apologizing, I showered her with sweet words. At first, my aunt didn't reply at all, but I didn't care. After about ten days, my aunt finally replied, saying that the matter was over and she wouldn't tell anyone or blame me anymore, but I shouldn't have any improper thoughts about her in the future.

I agreed. Since I knew my aunt well and knew she liked yoga, health, and travel, I tried to engage her in conversations about these topics, and she gradually started responding to me.

Furthermore, when my aunt was home alone, I would send her flowers or some unique trinkets, and gradually she stopped treating me coldly.

Seeing that my aunt's attitude towards me was no longer so icy, I became bolder. When chatting with her on WeChat, I would intentionally steer the conversation towards sex. When I went to my uncle's house, I would use the excuse of helping my aunt with chores to find opportunities to get close to her, pretending to accidentally touch her butt, hug her waist, or lightly touch her chest with my elbow. My aunt would just twist her body to avoid it or slap my hand away and glare at me a few times, without showing any strong aversion.

I maintained this ambiguous atmosphere with my aunt until August 24th. Around lunchtime, I left work early again to go to my uncle's house for a meal, and my aunt opened the door for me.

Because we were at home and it was hot, my aunt was dressed casually in a white short-sleeved t-shirt and blue denim shorts. At first glance, she looked no different from a girl in her late teens or early twenties. Looking at her exposed, fair thighs, I felt a slight hardening in my lower body.

I first chatted with my uncle in the living room for a while, then learned that he was going fishing with his friends again that afternoon. I was secretly delighted; I'd have another chance to flirt with my aunt that afternoon!

I excused myself to see if my aunt needed any help and slipped into the kitchen. My aunt was washing vegetables by the sink with her back to me. Standing at the kitchen door, looking at her full buttocks and snow-white legs encased in her shorts, my lower body began to slowly swell.

I glanced at my uncle watching TV in the living room, then took a few steps forward and hugged my aunt. My hands pressed against her soft abdomen, my swollen lower body against her inner thighs. Through the thin fabric, I could almost feel the warmth emanating from her buttocks.

My aunt trembled in fright, almost screaming. Turning around and seeing it was me, she said in a soft, embarrassed voice, "Are you trying to kill me?!" and tried to pull my hands away from her abdomen.

How could she possibly pull them away with her strength? My hands continued to caress her abdomen, while my lower body continued to grind against her buttocks. My aunt blushed instantly, and she grabbed my hand that was on her stomach, saying, "Your uncle is still outside, you better behave."

Having gotten away with it, I let go of her and teased her, "So, does that mean I can be naughty just because my uncle isn't here?"

My aunt didn't answer, but gave me a flirtatious glance, then lowered her flushed face, pushed me away, and left. Seeing the sudden allure she displayed, I felt a surge of joy. Could I make love with her? Would she be willing to? I think I found the answer in her expression. Half an hour after lunch, my uncle said goodbye and went out with his fishing buddies. My

aunt and uncle had been sitting side-by-side, and I was sitting alone on the single sofa next to them. A few minutes after my uncle left, I sat down in his seat.

I first casually placed one leg against my aunt's thigh to test her reaction. Seeing that there was no reaction, I boldly placed my hand directly on her snow-white thigh. My aunt seemed to feel nothing at all, and just moved her leg and changed her sitting position.

My aunt's silence conveyed her tacit consent. I pounced on her, embracing her tightly and showering her earlobes and cheeks with kisses. She tried to speak, but before she could, I pressed my lips against hers. She struggled, turning her head away, her lips tightly pressed together, saying, "XX, don't do this, XX, don't do this..."

I persisted, and slowly her jaw loosened. I finally pried open her soft lips, my tongue slipping inside. Under my onslaught, her tongue returned to my passionate kisses, feeling the softness of her little tongue. I savored her soft, fragrant tongue, my eyes widening as I watched her flushed face, a look of ecstasy on her face.

I kissed my aunt's soft lips, panting, and stroked her back. She finally softened in my arms. After a few minutes, my lips left hers; her face was flushed, and her eyes were glazed.

I looked at her and said, "Auntie, I like you. You're so beautiful."

She just hummed in response, closing her eyes shyly and lowering her head.

My hand wandered to her chest, slipping inside her t-shirt and her bra, touching her nipples.

My aunt's body trembled, and her breathing became noticeably rapid. I lifted her t-shirt up to her chest, revealing her flesh-colored bra underneath. I reached behind her and unhooked the bra, then pushed it up.

Suddenly, my aunt's two firm, white breasts were displayed in front of me. My hands immediately touched her breasts, kneading them. I was incredibly excited at that moment. I lowered my head and took my aunt's nipple into my mouth. My aunt let out a low moan. I moved my body and let my aunt lie flat on the sofa, freeing my hands. One hand caressed my aunt's hot face, and the other hand held her breast. I teased her nipple with the tip of my tongue, circling it again and again. My aunt's nipples were already erect, and I couldn't get enough of her two full and firm breasts.

Under the teasing touch of my tongue, my aunt writhed, occasionally letting out moans, her voice melodious and alluring. My hand slowly moved down, brushing past her knees and stroking upwards. Gradually, my hand reached the inside of her thighs, my fingers slipping inside her hot pants. Because of the underwear, I could only feel the warmth and slight dampness of her area. I lost even more control; with a light flick of my fingers, my hand slid... I went inside my aunt's panties...

Suddenly, my aunt stiffened, and she immediately pressed her hand against mine, which was already inside her panties. She murmured, "XX, no, no..."

Hearing my aunt say this, I raised my lips, which were kissing her breasts, and then kissed her lips. My hand was also on my aunt's mons pubis, and I just kept kissing her passionately. After a while, I felt that my aunt was a little confused again, and my hand started to move little by little.

My aunt's hand was still on mine, but it had lost its strength. She let my hand gently caress her genitals, still saying no, but her voice was so weak. Hearing her words of coy resistance, my desire surged. I kissed her ear and whispered, "Aunt, I like you, I love you."

As I spoke, my fingers covered her genitals, which were already very wet, even her underwear was soaked. By this time, my aunt was completely aroused by me. My tongue teased her nipples, while my fingers moved faster over her labia. Her labia were already wet with her juices. With a slight movement of my middle finger, I found her clitoris and began to caress it vigorously. My aunt wrapped her arms around my head, her body twisting and turning, and her moans grew louder.

I hugged my aunt tightly, kissing her face as I said, "Auntie, I want you."

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, burying her beautiful face in my chest, and said, "No, this isn't right."

I knew she was saying this out of feminine modesty and the dignity of an elder. I whispered in her ear, "Auntie, let me carry you to bed."

She still said no, but as I picked her up, she instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck. I lifted her up and carried her to the bedside in a few steps, gently setting her down.

The room was quiet, and the sunlight outside reflected on her face, making her even more captivating.

After a passionate kiss with my aunt, I said, "Baby, let me help you take off your clothes."

As I spoke, I helped her take off her t-shirt and bra. When I went to take off my aunt's hot pants, she lifted her buttocks to cooperate with me. I pulled her hot pants and underwear off together in one go. After taking off my own clothes in a few quick movements, we were both completely naked and facing each other.

On the cream-colored sheets lay my aunt's fair body, her two smooth, jade-like legs stretched out. Between her legs, her pink labia parted slightly like a baby's mouth, revealing a tiny slit. Her breasts stood proudly erect. When my aunt noticed me thinking about her body, her face flushed, and she immediately covered her face with her hands. Seeing this, I felt both excited and proud. After all, she was a respectable woman, so easily embarrassed.

I put one arm around her neck and wrapped it around her, while the other hand caressed her breasts. I began kissing her neck, and I could faintly hear her soft moans.

After a while, my hands reached for my aunt's breasts, one in each hand, just the right size to hold. Her nipples were already erect. After playing with them for a while, I kissed them, making her body tremble.

My penis was already rock hard, constantly brushing against my aunt's body with each kiss. I pulled one of her hands over and placed it on my penis. My aunt immediately pulled away, but I pulled her hand over again. This time, she didn't pull away. She used one hand to grasp my penis and stroke it, while using the other hand to gently massage my testicles.

My right hand rested on her smooth, soft abdomen, moving down from her navel, and without hesitation covered her pubic area. "Ah!" My aunt let out a soft cry. I quickly used my index and ring fingers to separate her plump labia, and with my middle finger, I pressed down on her protruding clitoris and began to rub it vigorously. My aunt immediately groaned loudly, tightly clamping her legs together and writhing forcefully.

My hand frantically rubbed my aunt's vulva, sometimes caressing her labia, sometimes teasing her clitoris.

Suddenly, my aunt trembled and whispered in my ear, "You little rascal... ah... you learned all this from... ah... from whom?"

Then she rolled over, quickly moving her face towards my genitals, and greedily sucked and licked my glans with her lips and tongue. My aunt's snow-white, round buttocks were right in front of me. Her two swollen, engorged labia were spread wide open in a wanton manner, her sparse pubic hair completely soaked with vaginal fluid, sticking together in clumps. Her vaginal opening was covered with milky white foam, and had a sour smell...

I never expected that my usually dignified and reserved aunt would be so lewd and wanton in bed. Excitedly, I grabbed my aunt's buttocks and shamelessly put my mouth directly on her vulva, like a thirsty person in the desert constantly sucking the juice secreted from her vagina. "Ah!" My aunt suddenly straightened up, turned her head and gave me a charming look, and then continued to lower her head to taste my penis.

I forcefully pried open my aunt's labia, frantically shoving my tongue inside and stirring it. I smeared my right middle finger with her vaginal fluid and easily inserted it into her anus.

"Ah...oh...God!" My aunt groaned unrestrainedly, her buttocks twisting violently. I felt streams of heat gushing from her vagina, the overflowing fluid smearing my face.

I got up and straddled my aunt. She clearly knew what I was going to do, and proactively spread her legs. My burning hot penis, hard as an iron rod, pressed against the entrance of her vagina. With a thrust of my hips, my thick penis plunged deep into her vagina.

As I penetrated her, my aunt's body stiffened instantly, and she let out a loud "Oh!" My penis thrust in and out of her vagina relentlessly, and she writhed in pain.

Looking at this alluring woman beneath me, making love with my nephew, a strange mix of incest, adultery, and conquest drove me mad!

I lifted her legs high and began to thrust roughly and forcefully into her, my hands mercilessly kneading her breasts. My aunt begged me to be gentle, and only when I saw tears streaming down her face from the pain did I finally stop. I climbed on top of her, kissing her lips, our bodies colliding and splashing with a series of wet, slapping sounds. My aunt's eyes were glazed over as she moaned and cried out my name. I kept thrusting my penis in and out, enjoying the wonderful pleasure. I fucked her for a full 20 minutes before I slowed down.

As soon as I stopped, my aunt wrapped her arms around my waist, crying out, "No...don't stop...it feels so good...faster..."

As she spoke, she thrust her hips in rhythm with my thrusts. I finally understood the madness of a middle-aged woman. I went for another round of thrusts. My aunt's face was flushed, her hair was disheveled, and her face and body were covered with a fine layer of sweat. Her two full breasts swayed with my thrusts.

Suddenly, my aunt hugged me tightly, her whole body began to spasm and tremble, and she made a hissing sound from her throat. At that moment, I felt particularly stimulated and comfortable, so I quickly increased the frequency of my thrusting. After a while, I felt my glans get hot, my aunt's moans stopped, her body arched back, and her vagina began to contract rhythmically, squeezing my penis tightly. My aunt had an orgasm!

Seeing my aunt's climax, I couldn't control myself anymore. I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, a wave of dizziness, and I thrust my penis deep inside her, a torrent of semen gushing out, again and again…

After a short rest, my aunt slowly opened her eyes. Her flushed face was so beautiful, her eyes still so dreamy. I lay weakly on top of her, quietly panting as I looked at her. She was also panting as she looked at me, her eyes filled with… With tenderness, I asked, "Auntie, is it comfortable?"

My aunt hugged my head and pressed her face against mine, stroking it gently, and whispered softly, "You little rascal."

At that moment, I felt that the woman beneath me was so adorable, and I couldn't help but kiss her eyes, lips, and face. My penis was still inside her, though it had softened a bit, but I couldn't bear to pull it out. I felt that my aunt was just like me, trying her best to keep her vaginal opening from slipping out.

After a long time, I said to my aunt, "Let's take a shower!"

My aunt hummed in agreement, so I took her hand and we went into the bathroom together. My aunt was no longer as shy as before, letting me wash every part of her body.

It took about half an hour to shower, and by then it was past 3 pm. My aunt and I tidied up the messy sheets, and I lay on my back with her in my arms. She nestled against me on her side, and we talked softly.

That day, my aunt and I were in the mood for passionate lovemaking, trying all sorts of positions. When we got tired, we would cuddle and doze off for a while. Except for mealtimes, my aunt and I were always entwined in bed until my cousin called the next afternoon to say she was coming home.

I didn't count how many times my aunt and I made love during those thirty-odd hours, but towards the end, I couldn't ejaculate much. For two or three days after I got home, my genitals felt numb.

Postscript:

That day, I had a long heart-to-heart talk with my aunt, and she tacitly agreed that she could have an affair with me anytime, whenever it was convenient, but I must remember to keep it a secret. I

'll write down part of our conversation below, because I'm an experienced person myself...

I asked her if she was intentionally seducing me by not locking the bedroom door when she went to take a shower that day.

My aunt said that she didn't lock the door that day because she always thought of me as a junior and never expected that I would be so audacious as to break in. Before this incident, she had never imagined that we would have this kind of relationship.

She also told me that after I slept with her, she was initially very angry and considered calling the police. However, after calming down by locking herself in her room for two days, she realized that calling the police would escalate the situation, and she couldn't bear the embarrassment. She was also afraid that her uncle's heart wouldn't be able to handle it if he found out, so in the end, she just kicked me out, hoping that the matter would be over forever.

I asked her what was going on with the sexy lingerie and sex toys in the hidden compartment of her closet. My

aunt said that she hadn't had sex for almost four years. Since her uncle developed heart disease, his sexual ability had been getting worse and worse, so she bought those sexy lingerie to wear for him and even gave him oral sex. At first, it worked a little, but later it didn't have much effect. Her uncle also knew that she bought sex toys for masturbation.

I asked her if she ever asked her uncle to give her oral sex to relieve the urge when she felt uncomfortable.

My aunt said that she always gave him oral sex because he thought it was dirty down there and didn't want to. She also said they didn't use many positions during sex, mostly missionary or doggy style, with the woman on top occasionally.

I asked her if she could stand not having sex for so long, and if she had ever thought about finding a lover or having a one-night stand.

My aunt playfully hit my stomach and said that her generation wasn't as open-minded as ours, not always having lovers or one-night stands. When she really wanted it, she would masturbate with sex toys.

I asked her who she fantasized about when she masturbated. My aunt smiled but didn't answer.

I asked her if it felt good to have sex with me.

She said it felt amazing, she hadn't felt this good in a long time.

I asked her, "Why are you willing to have sex with me now?"

My aunt said that even though my uncle's health was failing, she had never considered having a relationship with any man other than him. When I started harassing her, she felt scared, afraid of being discovered. Later, she also felt a sense of excitement, a kind of anticipation and longing. She knew that if our ambiguous relationship continued, something would eventually happen, but she couldn't control herself.

I asked her if she regretted it.

She was silent for a while and then said that although she knew what we were doing was wrong, that it was incest, she didn't regret it. If she had another chance, she would still do the same.

[The End]

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