Even my uncle's wife, when she's being horny, can come here.

Having just graduated from university, I've noticed that university students today have more open attitudes towards sex, and it's common for them to go out to hotels frequently. University is a peak period for male sexual desire, and having these instinctive needs is understandable when both parties consent. However, having grown up in the countryside, my thinking is still relatively conservative. I remember watching porn at a classmate's house for the first time in junior high school, which sparked a great curiosity about sex and led me to fantasize about women. One day, I stole my neighbor's underwear from her balcony and used it to rub myself in the bathroom. The waves of pleasure made my mouth dry, and later I realized it was masturbation. So, my sexual experience is still limited to masturbation. After four years of university, I'm still a pitiful virgin. But recently, I lost my virginity to a woman in her thirties, and things have gotten out of control ever since. This is my first time writing an article, so please forgive any shortcomings in my writing!

My aunt is, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful young women in our village. She has a great figure, with a curvaceous body, and is very attractive. Sometimes when she's cleaning in front of her house, men passing by can't help but glance at her. The village has changed a lot. Many conservative things from the past are gone, and people are dressing more and more boldly, especially the young married women. They all compete to show off their beauty, and my aunt has led the trend among the village women. Tight jeans, tank tops, short skirts, and high heels are all available. Clothes make the person, and with the embellishment of beautiful clothes, my aunt's femininity has become more and more pronounced. Even after having children, she is still so charming.

I remember when she first married my uncle, I was in junior high school. I remember one day, I went to my uncle's house. No one was home when I entered, so I went inside. I happened to need to use the toilet, and when I got to the toilet, the door was ajar. I pushed the door open and was immediately stunned. My aunt was spreading her legs. It was the first time I had ever seen a mature woman's private parts. Below the soft pubic hair was a pink slit, and my aunt was wiping it with a tissue. There was blood on it. I saw her scream and close the door.

From that moment on, I considered her my target. Sometimes I really think humans are strange creatures. The Creator gives you this strange thing called desire. Driven by hormones, the union of men and women forms an important part of the rich and colorful life of humankind. This is human instinct, and it shouldn't be suppressed; it's also a human right. As long as both parties are willing and it doesn't affect others, there's no question of ethics.

One day, my mother told me to go to my aunt's house that afternoon to help fix the washing machine. Since I studied electromechanical engineering, I can fix many appliances at home and often help my neighbors with theirs. After lunch, I headed to my uncle's house. As soon as I entered, my aunt came out, wearing a tight t-shirt and skinny jeans. Her figure was curvaceous, with her breasts seemingly bursting out, and a long lock of hair cascading over her shoulders. "Have you eaten?" "Yeah, is the spin dryer broken again?" "Yes, it's always spinning very slowly, I don't know what's stuck." "When is Uncle coming back?" "His company sent him to another province, probably for a year. He's been gone for another month already." "So you have to do everything yourself? Then just call me over to help out if you need anything, I'm free these days anyway." I said, seizing the opportunity. "Yeah, thank you. It's good to be educated, you're cultured. Your cousin hasn't been doing very well in school lately, could you come over and tutor him when you have time? There's a lot I don't know about elementary school stuff." "Okay," I said, my heart fluttering. I'd have a chance to get closer to my aunt now, even just smelling her hair would be enough.

We went into the back room one after the other. As my aunt walked, her hips swayed from her skinny jeans, the S-shape extending to her slender, beautiful legs. A few clothes were on top of the washing machine. She bent down, and that's when I saw her prominent breasts, deep cleavage, and her big buttocks sticking out below her slender waist. In that position, I really wanted to grab her waist and do a doggy style. Many men probably feel the same way; seeing a sexy woman on the street always makes them fantasize about having sex with her. Humans are such strange creatures.

"It hasn't been able to spin-dry for many days," my aunt said as she unplugged the power.

"Hmm, let me see if I have a screwdriver."

"It's in the cabinet under the TV. Take whatever tool you want." "Okay." I opened the cabinet door, took out the toolbox, and inside was an adult film disc, a Western erotic version, with stimulating scenes on the packaging, specifically anal sex.

"It's all your uncle's fault, always messing around with this kind of nonsense. I've told him not to leave it lying around; it's not good for the kids to see it," my aunt said, her face flushed.

"It's okay, I'm not a child anymore, haha," I joked. "Then you can fix it here, I'll go wash the dishes first," my aunt said, taking the opportunity to leave.

I opened the back cover and immediately saw something stuck on the rotating shaft. I touched it and it looked like a piece of clothing. I pulled hard, and it turned out to be a thong! Haha, I didn't expect my aunt to be so fashionable, wearing a thong. But she pulled too hard, and the strap that went through her crotch broke.

"Auntie, it's fixed."

"Finished?"

"Yeah, something was stuck," I pointed to the thong on the ground, "I pulled too hard and tore it."

"Haha, thank you, come over and have a glass of water," she said, grabbing the thong and tossing it aside.

"No, I'm leaving now."

"By the way, if you have time tomorrow, come and tutor your cousin."

(2)

"You're here so early." "Look, your cousin is here so early to tutor you, and you're still so lazy. Hurry up and finish your breakfast. If you don't understand anything, ask your brother." Aunt said to her cousin. "I'm going to the market to buy groceries. You'll have lunch here." "Okay," I said without hesitation.

Aunt put on stockings and high heels and went out. A suit suited her body perfectly, and her skin was delicate and smooth. This was the golden age of a young woman!

Teaching children is a test of patience. After teaching for an hour, she stopped to drink a glass of water.

"Cousin, you went to university, so you know everything, right?"

"No, you can go to university if you study hard in the future."

Then let me ask you a question. "What's this?" After saying that, my cousin opened a cabinet next to him. Inside was a CD case, and a series of flesh-colored naked beauties came into my view. This time, there was even Asian porn. For my elementary school-aged cousin, this question was normal. "Last time I opened it to watch, my mom scolded me, and then she hid it here, but I still found it, haha!" "This is a movie. You don't understand it now, but you will when you grow up. It's what your parents do in their room at night, but you can't watch it now, it will bite you, you know?" I still couldn't help but follow the crowd. Many parents always give perfunctory answers to their children's questions. Just like sometimes when children ask where they came from, many parents always say they were picked up from the garbage dump. This is not good. The child might develop an attachment to the garbage dump in order to understand their origin. But it seems that my uncle really likes to watch porn.

"Hmm, and lately my mom keeps touching herself in her sleep, and she keeps screaming. I'm a little scared to sleep next to her." "It's okay, that's just your mom dreaming. Go read your book." It

seems my aunt is really a bit horny. It's human instinct, very normal. A normal young woman, her husband has been gone for over a month, it would be a lie to say she doesn't have those needs. In her thirties, she's in her prime. While my cousin was reading, I saw my aunt's thong on the balcony outside the window, quite conspicuous. The washing machine, which was repaired yesterday, was filled with clothes waiting to be washed. A pair of panties was in the corner, and on the private area, there was a dried stain. Could it be my aunt's vaginal fluid? I picked it up and smelled it; it smelled sour. My penis got a large yurt-like erection.

"Mom's back! What did she buy for me to eat?" my cousin called from the other room.

I quickly put down the panties and went out.

"Have you been listening to your brother?" my aunt asked. "Yes, he's very smart; he understands as soon as I explain," I replied. My aunt carried her things into the kitchen, her high heels clicking on the floor, looking sexy and alluring.

My aunt was indeed a virtuous and capable woman; in no time, a delicious and visually appealing meal was ready. "Dinner's ready!" "Coming!" my cousin and I called out.

The table was laden with food, and most importantly, it tasted wonderful.

"He's so happy because he has someone to play with at home," she said, pointing at her cousin. "All he does is play." "Only children do have a slight disadvantage; sometimes they're a bit lonely. But he won't be like that when he grows up. He'll make friends at school," I said.

Her cousin ate a little and then went outside to watch Ultraman.

"Not eating anymore?" "Kids really don't eat much. By the way, I haven't heard anything about you having a girlfriend during your four years of university, haha." "I'm too naive; nobody wants me."

"You're so handsome, how could you not have girls chasing after you? Who are you kidding? College students are so open these days, you really haven't had any?" "Really, I haven't, but college is really open these days, you won't believe me if I tell you." "Tell me about it, I'm interested in finding out. Will your cousin go through this stage in the future? I might want to know in advance." "Now, after the college entrance exam, college students are completely relaxed, plus they're physically mature and feeling empty and lonely, dating is very common, some even have sex easily, and if they don't get along, they break up. Some even have one-night stands, and some even go so far as to be kept by small business owners to satisfy their vanity. They see virgins as a scarce resource. This society is indeed very open, but it's a human right." "Wow," my aunt's eyes widened, "So you've really never had a girlfriend?" It's shameful for a guy to not have a girlfriend in college. Under my aunt's repeated questioning, my self-esteem was hurt, and impulsively I told her about my painful experience, "I did have one, but I don't know if it counts..." "Yes, there was a girl I met in an elective course. We got along really well, and she often asked me to go out and study together. One night, we were chatting in the city square. We talked a lot, and I found that I was very happy with her… but I didn't see her as my girlfriend; I just thought of her as a good friend. Later, I realized that she had hinted at her feelings for me many times, but I just didn't understand. Am I stupid? One day, in the study room, she told me a lot about her roommates dating outside, how sexually active they were, what they said about watching porn, who they lost their virginity to, and that she didn't know if she was frigid. Actually, I later realized that girls often say the opposite of what they mean; she actually meant that she had sexual needs, but I didn't realize it. As a man, it was my fault that I couldn't understand and satisfy her." "I didn't know you had so many experiences! What happened next?" My aunt looked at me with a smile. I know that women not only like gossip, but they also value relationships. For relationships, they are willing to give anything.

"Let's not talk about it anymore, it's a sad story. If you want to talk about it, is there any wine to drink?" We'd both opened up by now, and I wasn't treating her like my aunt anymore, just like any other female classmate.

"Sure, just go get some from the fridge. Your uncle bought a bottle of red wine last time, it's imported, you got a good deal." "Drinking alone isn't fun," I said, grabbing two glasses and pouring myself two glasses. "Let's drink together, otherwise I won't enjoy it." "Okay, go on," my aunt was always a straightforward person. Last time at my grandmother's birthday party, no one drank more than her, so I knew she liked to drink.

She picked up her glass and drank.

"Later, she got a boyfriend. One day she even called and asked me to come out and meet her, and to treat me to dinner. She and that guy were very intimate in front of me, all lovey-dovey. That night when I got back to my dorm, I felt like I'd just broken up. Sigh, I can't talk about it anymore." "Hehe, cheers!" my aunt said with a laugh.

Before we knew it, we finished eating around 1:00 PM, and each of us had finished a large glass of wine. Foreign liquor really does have a strong aftereffect. We sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted for a while when my aunt said she couldn't take it anymore and needed to sleep. I picked up the bottle, wanting to have another drink, because I hadn't shown it to my aunt earlier, but I was actually quite upset. Then I realized I was done. Had we unknowingly finished the whole bottle? Suddenly, I saw a prominent English word on the bottle. No way! This was an aphrodisiac that my uncle had someone buy for me. The aftereffects were getting stronger and stronger, exploding through my body. I felt my blood boiling, and my penis was swollen like a big wooden stick. I've always been very confident in my penis; while not as good as those in Europe or America, it's definitely enough for Asia.

Just then, my cousin finished watching Ultraman and said to me, "Cousin, where's Mom? I want to go out and play with my classmates." I went into the room and saw my aunt lying on the bed, panting. Her skirt was loosely draped over her body, and her legs, still so sexy, were visible beneath her stockings. I was almost ready to ejaculate, but reason told me I couldn't do it. After all, this wasn't my aunt's wish, and I couldn't take advantage of her.

"Cousin, you want to go out and play?" I said. "Go ahead, but don't stay out too late." She was still somewhat conscious, and my cousin immediately ran out.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

"I'm a little hot. Help me take off my clothes."

I hesitated. "That's not right, Auntie."

"If you don't help your female classmate, won't you help me too? You've said so much, but you're actually more conservative than me. Are you even a man?" she cried.

At this point, I couldn't care less about reason. I pounced on the bed. I realized that love with emotion could be so pleasurable, not just a simple collision of flesh and blood. I didn't care about the future; all I wanted was this moment to have a passionate lovemaking session with my aunt.

I pressed myself against her, kissing her mouth to mouth, inhaling the alluring scent of her hair. I trembled all over, brushing her hair aside, my tongue entwining in her mouth, my hands unbuttoning her suit. A virgin is still a virgin. Although I've watched plenty of porn, real-life experience is still crucial. I got stuck when unhooking her bra; it seems my knowledge of women's equipment isn't deep enough.

I turned her over and took it off. At that moment, the breasts I'd been longing for were right before my eyes. Because she'd given birth, her nipples were still a bit dark, but the skin was incredibly smooth and elastic. My hands involuntarily went to them. The feel of them—I finally understood the importance of breasts during sex. Her nipples swelled up, and I put my mouth to them, sucking like my cousin did when he was little. "Oh," she moaned softly. I knew she was enjoying it. It turns out that without a bra, there's no such thing as cleavage. So I finally understood that cleavage is created by pinching.

I pulled her skirt up, pushing the entire garment up to her slender waist. The black lace thong couldn't hide a few restless pubic hairs. Was this the private part I had longed for? I spread her legs with my hands. Faced with such a sacred place, I could only use my mouth. I teased her with my tongue through the thong. I could feel her clitoris swelling. With the rhythm of my tongue, her labia trembled, and a stream of slightly white vaginal fluid flowed out, soaking her panties. Her inner thighs were completely smooth, without a single flaw, truly perfect. "Ahhh," she moaned softly. I pulled her thong down her thigh and hung it on one of her calves, revealing her private parts completely to me. Beneath the inverted triangle of pubic hair, I spread her labia majora with my hand, revealing a very pink and tender vulva. At the very top of her labia minora was her erect clitoris. Next, I inserted my tongue, rotating it at the entrance of her vagina. She would sometimes open it, sometimes clamp it tightly around my tongue; the folds of flesh were irresistible.

I also tried inserting my middle finger. The stronger the grip, the more the vaginal walls seemed to suck you in like a suction cup when you tried to pull out—what a wondrous physiological phenomenon! As I increased the speed of my finger's movements, it felt like a flood inside, a warm, wet sensation. "Ah!" A gush of vaginal fluid spurted out, sticky and slippery.

She moaned softly with her eyes closed and mouth slightly open, but not in an exaggerated way like those Japanese porn stars. Her moans were shy, low, and genuine, conveying enjoyment. At that moment, my penis was rock hard. I pulled down my underwear, and my penis sprang out, swaying back and forth with a proud and assertive air.

I brought it to the entrance, and just as I was about to enter, the door opened. "Mom, open the door, I'm home!" This child, really! But I stopped. She opened her eyes, looking exhausted, and immediately sat up. "You get dressed faster. Go open the door," I said, grabbing my clothes and running to the bathroom.

Chapter Two:

I got dressed and went downstairs to open the door. "Why are you back so soon? Isn't your classmate home?" I asked.

"I'm back to get my swim trunks. Xiaoqiang's dad is taking us swimming at the beach," my cousin said, running upstairs. "Mom, where are my swim trunks? Xiaoqiang's dad is taking us swimming!" "They're in the closet. Be careful not to go into deep water, okay?" she called from the bathroom. "Okay, cousin, can you get them for me?" Since the swim trunks were on the top shelf of the closet, my cousin couldn't reach them. I went into the room, opened the closet door, and saw neatly stacked clothes. My aunt is truly a good housekeeper. I took down the swim trunks and handed them to my cousin. Underneath the trunks, I saw a piece of sexy lingerie. I didn't expect her to wear this too. Hehe, the thin straps dangling from her buttocks must be very sexy. I picked it up and smelled a fragrance.

"Cousin, I'm off!" my cousin said, running downstairs.

At this moment, my aunt came out of the toilet, wearing a loose nightgown, her long hair draped over her shoulders, jet black and shiny, which made her beautiful face look even more charming. No wonder Muslim women wear headscarves. Perhaps the smell of alcohol had just worn off, as there was still a slight blush on her face.

"I drank too much just now, it's been a long time since I've drunk this much," she said calmly. "Me too." We'd already gone that far, if I backed down now, I wouldn't be a man. I mustered my courage and sat down next to her. "I really like you, everything I said and did just now was from the heart." I hugged her, brushed her hair aside, and kissed her thick lips deeply. "Let me love you properly while Uncle isn't here, okay?" "Did you lie to girls like this at school? You're so bad." My penis was proudly erect again. Without saying a word, I hugged her and laid her down on the sofa. The abrupt stop earlier made me want to ejaculate. I knelt on the floor and went straight for her, pulling down her pajama bottoms. A purple pair of panties covered her private parts. I no longer had the patience to take it slow. I pulled back quickly. The stimulation from earlier hadn't subsided yet, and her opening was still so wet. I inserted my middle finger all the way in, while massaging her peanut-sized clitoris with my thumb.

"Ah!" she cried out, her hand involuntarily reaching down to block me. I removed her hand and increased the speed of my thrusting. At this point, more and more fluid accumulated, soaking my hand and flowing down her buttocks onto the sofa, sticky and a bit like rice porridge. Her lips were now fully engorged, a tender, pinkish-red, trembling slightly with my rapid thrusts. I lowered my head and licked her clitoris with my tongue. Her whole body trembled, and her vagina contracted; she was still very sensitive. I stood up, stripped off all my clothes, my penis still erect—my pride, the glans even turning purple. I looked down at the woman lying on the sofa... On the sofa, she squinted, her hand still covering her constantly leaking vagina. Although rural women have become more open with societal development, subconsciously they aren't as unrestrained as city women. Her earlier abandon was only due to the influence of alcohol; now that she's sober, her restraint has taken over. I looked at her sensual lips, but thinking that there's plenty of time, everything should be done gradually, I couldn't be too hasty. Perhaps she hadn't even had oral sex yet. I spread her legs, pulled her buttocks to the edge of the sofa, her legs forming a W shape, and then directly rubbed her clitoris with the head of my penis. I slid down onto her labia minora, gave it a push, but still lacking experience, I wasn't aiming properly. At that moment, she grasped my penis with one hand, aligned it with her opening, and I gently pushed forward, sliding in. "Mmm!" Her moan was unusual; it meant that my twenty-three years of virginity had become history in that instant. Compared to my aunt beneath me, my sexual experience was practically zero. But my male pride made me desperately recall the techniques from porn. I didn't want her to laugh at my inexperience; I wanted to show her that my fifteen-centimeter penis wasn't useless. Entering... It's a little different when I'm using my middle finger. The sensitive glans feels layers of folds, warm, moist, and elastic. I start to slowly and shallowly thrust in and out. The labia majora are stretched wide open, and the labia minora open and close with the rhythm of the thrusting. This is the most beautiful thing in the world, a gift from the Creator to mankind, giving us the desire and enjoyment of love. This is not just physical intercourse, but also a union of souls. Eileen Chang said that the way to a girl's heart is through her vagina. I am extremely excited to win my aunt's heart, and at this moment, the physical pleasure is stirring my soul. I want to give her passionate love!

"Ah, ah," she hummed with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes beneath her eyeshadow, her mouth slightly open as she hummed, a look of pure enjoyment on her face. A few strands of long hair clung to her lips, making her incredibly sexy and alluring, making my penis feel like it was about to explode. With each thrust and withdrawal, shallow and gentle, she was completely immersed in it. Indeed, for a young woman who had been asexual for over a month, it was a terrifying thing. Like rain after a long drought, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, this was such a wonderful moment in her life.

"Faster, don't stop, um..." my aunt moaned. I had been so focused on seeing her expression of enjoyment that I sped up, thrusting in all the way to the hilt. The deeper I went, the more hollow I felt. Her vagina was indeed a very elastic tube, truly capable of holding a large breast. My fifteen-centimeter penis hit her G-spot in one go.

"Ah!" she cried out. A woman's moans are truly intoxicating, gentle yet passionate. Then, a strong suction force gripped my penis, as if unwilling to let it go. I slowly pulled out, but it gripped even tighter. The folds of her vagina held me captive. My glans scraped sticky love juice from inside, wetting our pubic hair. I stroked her alluring breasts, her nipples erect. Squeezing her firm breasts was truly a heavenly experience. I spread her legs and thrust forward forcefully. "Ah!" she cried out. Then I bent down and French kissed her. By this time, she was completely lost in the moment, her tongue intertwining with mine. My saliva flowed into her mouth, which she swallowed. As I thrust, she felt a desire to moan but couldn't. I realized once again that intercourse is the fusion of man and woman, and this is indeed a beautiful love!

In this traditional form of intercourse, I increased the intensity. Accompanied by her desperate moans, and seeing her dazed expression beneath her disheveled hair, her breasts bounced back and forth with my thrusts, her labia majora and minora opening and closing rapidly, her juices flowing freely. Her pubic hair, glistening with fluid, and her entire voluptuous body swayed constantly. I felt a surge of heat erupt from my lower body, followed by a spasm. My first time erupted in such passionate intensity. I pulled out, my glans still twitching powerfully. My penis was covered in our love juices, and my semen flowed down her vagina. It flowed out, and she involuntarily clenched her lower body. The semen flowed more and more, running down the sofa and onto the floor. I picked up a tissue and helped her clean her lower body. Many experiences tell us that men need to be gentlemanly to better capture a woman's heart. After the battle, a woman's private parts are very alluring. Love fluid covered her pubic hair, and her tender pink vulva turned bright red from the battle. Her clitoris was still proudly erect. I couldn't help but lick it with my tongue. It tasted sour and fishy. She still had her eyes closed, still savoring the stimulating love. My stimulation made her lower body clench and relax again.

I picked her up and sat her on the sofa. She slightly opened her eyes, her face flushed as she looked at me. It seemed my first time had truly given her a long-awaited thrill and passion. But I wasn't satisfied with my performance yet, because there were still many "A" moves I hadn't tried. It was a little short, but it's natural to be overly excited the first time. I'll get more experienced with it later. I wanted to make her a sexually fulfilled woman. I brushed her hair aside and gave her a deep kiss. She had recovered from her earlier excitement and returned the kiss.

"I love you," I said to her in my foreign accent.

"Thank you, Xiaofeng, I love you too," she said with a smile. Women's views on love are strange; they always seem to tire of these clichés. It seems women are truly emotional creatures, definitely not rational ones.

"You're so beautiful, Auntie."

"Don't call me Auntie anymore, call me Lin," Auntie said reproachfully.

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