Aunt Zhao after getting drunk

This happened last June. My family had just gone out of town, so around 4 PM I went out for drinks with some friends—about eight or nine bottles of beer.
After we parted ways, it was probably around 7 PM. Slightly tipsy, I was about to stroll home, enjoying the cool evening breeze. Then I received a call from my mom saying that my Aunt Zhao (my mother's best friend) was
downstairs and seemed to have drunk quite a bit! She told me to hurry and pick her up! After hanging up, I immediately hailed a taxi and rushed home. As soon as I got to the building entrance, I saw her. She had light yellow, voluminous
Sassoon hair (I don't really know the official name), a blue, buttonless blazer over a floral print bodycon dress, dark black stockings, and slightly dark red 10cm
heels. But what shocked me wasn't any of that; it was that she was sitting on the steps in front of the building entrance! Plus, being too drunk to control my swaying body, the blurry area between my legs
always attracted glimpses from the old men strolling around the neighborhood.
I quickly ran over, opened the building door, and refused the lecherous old men who were trying to take advantage of me. Using the shoulder-carrying rescue technique I learned in the army, it took a lot of effort to hoist her onto my shoulder and lift her bag! Because
I'm 1.88 meters tall and weigh 170 pounds. Because the elevator had been broken for the past two days, I was afraid of bumping into Aunt Zhao when entering the building. So I climbed one step at a time, but there was no use in rushing. After all, Aunt Zhao is 1.65 meters tall and
weighs at least 100 pounds! This was the 7th floor! I don't know how long it took, but anyway, fueled by the alcohol, I didn't dare to take advantage of Aunt Zhao, and I was sweating a lot. When I got to the 7th floor, I found the key and opened the door! My legs were weak, so I
helped Aunt Zhao into my apartment, because my apartment is closer to the door! I took off my high heels! I got a large basin from the bathroom and put it in the apartment! I went to boil some water to make a hot towel.
I went back to the room, closed the windows, and drew the curtains. In that short time, I turned around and saw Aunt Zhao crawling towards the bedside lamp! She was probably thirsty from drinking. But because of this, I was able to see
Aunt Zhao's body from behind at the window, and I got an erection! I'm not even lying, I'm prone to being sexually aroused after drinking, and I shamefully got an erection. Aunt Zhao usually takes good care of herself, so she has very little excess fat that affects her appearance. Plus,
her pencil skirt is already short, and with Aunt Zhao's movement, her full, round buttocks were prematurely exposed to me, a lecherous man who's been single for over a year. But this wasn't
the first step I took across my moral boundaries. I swallowed hard, shook myself, rubbed my penis through my pants, and went over to support Aunt Zhao's shoulders and waist, positioning her face upwards to prevent her from rolling off the bed! I went to the kitchen to get the hot water and
add the towel! I
estimated it would only be a few minutes before I returned with a towel. The first thing I saw upon entering the room was the last thing I wanted to see: Aunt Zhao's upper body was partially under the bed, vomited everywhere – on the bedside, the floor, and the washbasin – and
a strong smell of baijiu (Chinese liquor) wafted out! I can't drink baijiu, and the
first whiff almost made me spit it out. I quickly composed myself and went inside to remove Aunt Zhao's blue jacket to prevent her from feeling uncomfortable. Thankfully, there wasn't a trace of vomit on her bodycon dress and stockings! This provided the crucial starting point for my passion tonight!
I quickly cleaned up with mop and rags, and soaked the clothes. After finishing, I went back into the room and saw Aunt Zhao kicking off the covers. That's when it dawned on me – why was I covering her with a blanket in the middle of summer?
The moment I pulled it back, I saw that Aunt Zhao's bodycon dress had rolled up above her navel, and naturally, my gaze fell on her lower body! Black pantyhose and purple lace panties! In that instant,
I felt my hormones take over – absolutely! However, Aunt Zhao's hands, which were about to remove her stockings, pulled me back to reality! I immediately pressed my hands down. My thoughts, which had been clearing, vanished when I touched her thighs and
skin; my mind was completely consumed by my lower body! I don't know why, but I blurted out, "Have you taken them off?" Aunt Zhao's struggling hands suddenly relaxed—this tacit
approval spurred me to frantically rip off the black stockings, swallowing hard as I slowly pulled down the fabric covering her private parts. The reason I slowed down was probably due to
a mix of guilt and a sense of accomplishment at having sex with a respectable woman, allowing me to savor the feeling.
I don't know how long I hesitated before finally seeing Aunt Zhao's most intimate area—her pubic hair neatly trimmed. Given the situation, the occasion, and my dazed, drunken state of mind, I had no time for flirting
; I simply kissed her! My tongue pried open her secret and began to penetrate! I don't know if Aunt Zhao mistook me for her uncle, but she pressed her hands firmly against the back of my head! This sudden movement
gave me a suffocating feeling, like being in the dark! But more than that, I felt a sense of accomplishment from having sex with a respectable woman. I pried open Aunt Zhao's hands and raised my head, scrutinizing the beautiful body that was about to become my meal. I stripped naked,
my 15-centimeter-long penis erect. I used my shoulders to lift Aunt Zhao's legs, the distance between our two genitals gradually decreasing. Until the moment I forced my way in, I felt Aunt Zhao's body tremble
and her eyelids slightly open! And every pore on my body seemed to open. While feeling comfortable, I focused more on the physical contact! I thrust my penis, exploring the secrets of Aunt Zhao's body little by little! Perhaps
because Aunt Zhao hadn't been loved recently, I felt a great sense of pressure on my penis! In the midst of the pleasure, in this mysterious place leading to the peak, fueled by alcohol, I didn't have time to think about the rhythm of shallow or deep
thrusts, or any techniques. At that moment, I just thought, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I'll cherish it while I can! The sensation from my second brother was that her vagina became increasingly slippery, and I could clearly feel how
quickly !
I remember when I was having fun, I even felt a tremor; it felt incredibly good, incredibly awesome, especially since this woman was older than me, an aunt, and from a pampered
family—it gave me a particularly animalistic sense of accomplishment. In the throes of lust, I didn't care about morality; my only thought was that I should seize the moment and have sex like crazy
. I wanted to properly pamper Aunt Zhao, who had been neglected by her uncle for so long.
My body was already reacting well, and the alcohol made it even less stressful. While my penis was thrusting in and out, my wicked hands prepared to further conquer Aunt Zhao's two high points on her upper body! I didn't intend to
undress her completely to avoid embarrassment when she sobered up (now I realize that was just a joke on my part). Of course, if she were completely naked, there would be no date rape? Half-hearted resistance? Forced sex? That kind of
visual shock. Speaking of which, my penis was already inside her, and I don't know how many times it had gone in and out! As for Aunt Zhao's breasts, it was even easier to get them. Haha!
My big hands, like those used for playing basketball, slowly crept under her pencil skirt. I originally wanted to be gentle, slowly kneading and rubbing. But there's a huge difference between ideas and reality! As soon as I touched the bottom of
her bra , I couldn't control my hands, which were good at stealing basketballs on the court. I pulled off the bra and started kneading them vigorously, one in each hand. I don't know why I liked those two big, prominent breasts so much!
At this point, I realized that my hands and penis were already occupied, and all that was missing was my mouth to take the first step. I slowed down the rhythm of my thrusting and kneading, preparing to decide where to start! Suddenly, I noticed that
as I slowed down, Aunt Zhao's little mouth looked like the mouth of a drowning fish! It kept opening and closing, opening and closing. It made my heart itch. With the thought of sacrificing myself to save her, I aimed at Aunt Zhao's red and tender lips and kissed her
! At first, there was still a strong smell of baijiu (Chinese liquor), but once desire takes hold, the smell of baijiu is irresistible. Sucking, lip-biting, gentle biting, tongue-twisting, and so on and so forth! I used every artificial respiration I knew.
Rescue method. Hehe! Next, the jawline, then the neck. After struggling for a while, I reached the breasts! I pulled my hands out and tried to pull the pencil skirt up, only to find that it was impossible to get it up because of her large breasts! I quickly
reached behind me and found a zipper! Hahahaha! I pulled out my beloved Aunt Zhao's penis. I knelt on the bed and turned Aunt Zhao over so I could remove the alluring little floral pattern from her upper body. After I was almost done, I realized that
Aunt Zhao, lying on her side, was like a work of art I had created. Beautiful and sexy! And tonight, her body belonged to me alone. My little mouth, which was originally going to suckle, couldn't help but lick its lips!
I grabbed Aunt Zhao's left leg, still covered by the torn black stockings! I put it on my right shoulder, holding my penis, and with the smooth lubrication inside her vagina, I passed through in an instant! I used my weight and arm strength to press down on
Aunt Zhao's legs! I grabbed the back of Aunt Zhao's two jade legs by the knees, bringing them close to her upper body! This position would make her vagina even more open! And it gave me a greater sense of accomplishment and excitement!
(I could play with Aunt Zhao without restraint, doing whatever I wanted to her as I pleased. (Some time later, I asked Aunt Zhao, "Aunt Zhao, if you had been sober while I was
having sex with pinched me, saying, "You dared to bully me! You dared to bully me!" I took advantage of the situation and pulled her
away, resulting in another scene of pure bliss in the room, tsk tsk!) The speed of my thrusting increased, and my left hand increased accordingly. I quickly and vigorously kneaded Aunt Zhao's left breast, my lips and tongue kissing and licking
her left leg, which was pressed beneath me. Because most of her legs were still wearing stockings, I could experience the pleasure derived from humiliation seen in Japanese films.
I don't remember exactly how long I thrust, but I vaguely felt the hazy effects of the alcohol becoming increasingly clear. To prevent myself from ejaculating, I gradually reduced the speed and frequency of my thrusts, ensuring I enjoyed the process before
reaching my climax. When I stopped being so vigorous, I noticed Aunt Zhao's eyelids slightly opening; I wondered if she was about to wake up? Or was she already awake? I mischievously pulled out my "
little brother," stood up, and laid my aunt flat. I was about to put it in her mouth when I noticed her teeth were clenched. This made me guess that she was really awake, but too shy
to face , making her upper body lie face down on the bed, her lower body pulled out, knees on the floor, preparing to continue
the exercise from behind. Admiring her pert buttocks, I patted them with both hands. Besides the sound, it also indicated one thing—what? The high ground had been captured! In war, capturing a hill requires firing
a couple of shots ?
I originally planned to just thrust in, but then I felt I couldn't satisfy my aunt so quickly. A hungry ghost that's been fed won't ask for more food, will it? Here, I still mischievously... I left a mysterious bite
mark on Aunt Zhao's waist! Then I slipped my right little finger inside. My left hand began to caress her neck, enjoying the sight of a woman who had just turned 40, a woman who had been neglected and unsatisfied for years. While I was enjoying myself,
I also kept a close eye on Aunt Zhao's expressions. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her lips slightly parted, a typical sign of being parched and thirsty. Tsk tsk. The thirstier you are, the less I'll give you any. I ruthlessly pulled out
my little finger, which was now only inside Aunt Zhao's lower body, and lifted her up from behind, turning her over so she could lie flat on the bed.
After a while, admiring Aunt Zhao's beautiful body, she suddenly yawned and rolled over to her left. I laughed so hard, wondering if Aunt Zhao was thinking anything of it. This kid was only looking at her and not getting any attention.
I was stunned for a while, and my lower body also got hard for a while. I then lay down on my side behind Aunt Zhao, my right leg... I lifted Aunt Zhao's right leg, held my weapon with my right hand, and slowly pushed it in. After rubbing for so long
, it still felt amazing inside. After about a hundred or so thrusts, I felt incredibly tired. I rolled over, pinning Aunt Zhao beneath me, and readjusted my penis for the next round. With
each the speed and power gradually reached their peak. After countless back and forth, I finally ejaculated. At the same time, I felt a warm rush from Aunt Zhao's vagina to my penis. Our fluids mixed,
soaking a large area of the bed. I pulled out my penis and quickly cleaned up our genitals and the wet bed. Just as I was about to start the next round, a phone rang, reminding me. It was my uncle calling. I was completely
stunned. A thousand curses ran through my mind. I cursed myself, calling myself a beast! What should I do? My uncle... Okay, fine, I can sleep with his wife, but my little sister is only five years younger than me! But
then I thought, nobody else knows about this, just the two of them, and neither of them objected, so I gave up the idea of answering the phone. I had planned to continue tormenting Aunt Zhao, but this phone call forced me to
abandon idea. I locked the door from the inside with my key, making sure no one could open it from the outside. I put the key away and went to take a shower. Since the house is 197 square meters, and the bathroom is quite a distance from the door, plus
I like to listen to music while showering, humming a little tune, I was wrapped in a towel when I went back to the room and found that Aunt Zhao had secretly slipped away. I only discovered this after I finished showering, but it was a perfect ending. First, neither of them was embarrassed; second,
my aunt tacitly approved of my actions. Third, third, there's no third. Speaking of the second point, do you guys think this will end there?

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