[A Love That Transcends Age - Aunt Ye]

My story is about an auntie next door, the woman I loved most in my life.

I , because she's now just a memory in my life.

I was only 17 years old that year, the second year my parents went abroad. I can't say her surname, given name, or

where she's from. The story is true. Her son was a wealthy and influential businessman abroad,

highly respected in our area. So, I'll call her Auntie Ye.

Her house was only three buildings away from mine. Because my parents and her son worked in the same country,

we were quite close. She watched me grow up; she was several years older than my parents, but I always called her

Auntie . From the time I was old enough to understand, I never met her husband, and I never asked why. Auntie Ye was usually a

rather serious person; I was even a little afraid of her.

Although she was over fifty, she had a very elegant demeanor. At 156 cm,

she skin was well-maintained. The vicissitudes of time had left faint traces on her face. Her high,

pert buttocks and enormous breasts always aroused me.

Since my grandparents passed away and my parents went abroad, I lived alone. I had no

problem with food and drink; my parents sent me a considerable amount of living expenses every month. I ate at restaurants. Aunt

Ye took care of the housework for me—washing clothes and cleaning.

She came to clean once a week, so I was always happy when she came. Whenever

Aunt Ye was wiping the floor in her shorts, I would walk around, greedily stealing glances at her fair

thighs. When she knelt on the floor wiping, her buttocks raised high, I could even see her two large,

hazy , which often made me want to have sex with her.

Sexual urges and curiosity, especially for someone in puberty like me, kept me up all night. Every night I masturbated, and

Aunt Ye was always the object of my fantasies. For me, masturbating while thinking about her was a very pleasurable thing; it

made my blood boil.

After enduring this prolonged ordeal, I finally couldn't take it anymore. After countless internal struggles, I decided to find a way

to seduce Aunt Ye, preferably without her knowledge. I managed to get a packet of

sleeping pills .

This morning, Aunt Ye came to my house again. I knew she was coming, but I pretended to be asleep in bed, in

a child's sleeping position. This way, Aunt Ye wouldn't be wary of me. She came into my room, saw I was still asleep,

muttered a few words to herself, and left.

Aunt Ye washed my clothes and took them to the rooftop to dry. I ran to the living room and saw a cup of tea she had made.

Nervous immediately took the packet of sleeping pills from my pocket and poured it into Aunt Ye's hot tea. To avoid being

discovered, I stirred it with chopsticks; it was completely undetectable.

Then I slipped back into my room. A few minutes later, I heard footsteps; Aunt Ye was coming downstairs. I was both

excited and nervous. I kept watching the time, and after ten minutes, I wanted to go down and check, but I didn't have

the courage. After another ten minutes of hesitation, I told myself to wait a little longer. Afterwards, I

cautiously approached the door to listen for any sounds downstairs. Then, I carefully went downstairs.

I saw Auntie lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep. I went to her side and gently nudged her.

Seeing Auntie lying on the sofa as if in a deep sleep, I was momentarily stunned and didn't know what to do. My immediate

reaction was to take off her clothes.

My body was trembling uncontrollably, probably because I couldn't handle the stimulation. Nervously, I first took off

my own clothes, then sat on the sofa and began to undress the sleeping auntie. I slowly unbuttoned

Auntie 's outer garment, but she didn't react at all; her body was limp and motionless. At that moment, I couldn't help but secretly

thank my friend for the sleeping pills; they were really effective!

In no time, I had taken off Auntie's clothes, even her bra, revealing her round, snow-white breasts.

I threw all her clothes aside. Then, I unzipped Auntie's shorts and unbuttoned them,

revealing her white silk panties.

By this time, I could hear my heart pounding. I pulled

her shorts down to her ankles and tossed them on the ground. Then I started pulling down her underwear,

my eyes fixed on her as I did so, afraid she might wake up suddenly. But she was fast asleep,

completely unaware of what I was doing.

After removing her underwear, a strong, pungent odor filled the air, a scent that aroused my lust to its peak.

I noticed her pubic hair was incredibly thick, unusually black and coarse, almost reaching her navel, and the hair below

connected to her anus.

Her entire vulva was exposed before me. It was an absolutely plump and luscious vulva, her labia slightly

drooping but still quite red. I couldn't resist touching her vulva first. Inexperienced, I used my fingers to probe

the inside of her thighs, feeling two tender, slightly damp mounds of flesh. After touching her for about ten

minutes my gaze shifted upwards.

I straddled my aunt's lap, shamelessly kneading her large breasts with both hands, my fingers

constantly pinching her dark nipples. I lowered my head and began licking her nipples with my tongue,

alternating between the left and right. This was such a rare opportunity, so I wouldn't miss a single

part of my aunt's body.

I licked every part of her body. Starting from her calves to her thighs, my aunt's calves were beautiful,

white and slender with a hint of pink. I kept feeling the skin of her calves with my palms. Her thighs were just as

smooth . Slowly, I moved upwards, pervertedly using my tongue to lick my aunt's navel. Although it was dirty, I still

felt very excited.

My mouth kept moving downwards, past her pubic hair, her pelvis, and then to the inside of her thighs. At this moment ,

my face was directly in front of my aunt's vulva. I used my hands to spread her legs apart and lowered my head to lick the tender flesh of her

labia, licking deeper between them with my tongue. My saliva covered my aunt's entire vulva.

I licked her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, occasionally sucking on it forcefully. My sleeping aunt would

unconsciously let out soft moans, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid would flow from her.

I couldn't hold back any longer; I parted her legs, straddled them over my shoulders, and hugged her.

My waist shifted forward slightly, my penis trembling incessantly. I grasped

the slippery slit between the two tender labia of the aunt's vulva, rubbing it against the vaginal opening.

I swayed my hips, watching my penis slowly penetrate the aunt's vagina. At first, it was a slow in-and-out motion

, but once it was covered in the aunt's flowing juices, it felt very smooth,

and the speed of my thrusts increased. I began to thrust in and out with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.

My eyes were fixed on the aunt's aging face as she slept, my hands pressed against her large buttocks, constantly looking down

at my penis moving in and out of her vaginal opening. The feeling was wet and sticky, so incredibly pleasurable! The thrusts

became faster and faster, and I could hear the "slap slap" sound of my pelvis hitting the aunt's buttocks.

Halfway through, the aunt, who was moaning, slowly opened her eyes. I was, of course, stunned, but what truly startled me

was that the aunt didn't push me away, continuing to moan softly. A little embarrassed, I continued to thrust my hips with renewed vigor.

My aunt's face was contorted with rage as she glared at me, her teeth clenched. Then she looked down at my penis, which was thrusting in and

out of her vagina.

"You! How could you... oh... um... how could you... do this to me... ouch...

ouch... oh... um... oh... ouch..."

Her hands were on my stomach, as if resisting and struggling against the in-and-out movement of my penis.

But I couldn't feel any strength in her hands. At that moment, she was only trying to maintain her image and

dignity as an elder; it was all she could do.

I continued to thrust. She frowned, shaking her head violently. She kept muttering softly

, "No...don't do this, ouch...oh...um...oh...um...ouch...

ouch ..."

I thrust in and out at least a hundred times, and the aunt still moaned softly, "No...oh...um...oh...

ouch...ouch...I can't take it...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...oh..."

I looked at the crow's feet around her eyes and the few gray hairs on her forehead, enjoying the pleasure this older woman was

giving . To avoid my gaze, she covered her eyes with one hand. She continued to moan softly

, "...ouch...ouch...oh, so good...um...oh, so good...ouch..." I lowered my head

to kiss her, but she covered her mouth with her other hand.

She kept moaning, "um...ah...oh oh...um um...ah, so good...oh oh...um

um...ah..." The aunt's moans further aroused my lust.

I realized that the aunt was already immersed in our intense sexual desire, and now she was

helplessly in my grasp. Aunt Ye still had a furrowed brow and tightly closed eyes. Her head swayed back and forth

as I thrust into her vagina, and she covered her mouth, clenching her teeth as she moaned softly,

"Ah...ah...oh...so good...ah...ah...I can't take it...ah ah..."

I gripped her buttocks tighter, thrusting deeper and harder. My legs braced against the sofa,

my knees pressing against her buttocks, my hips completely nestled between her legs, all my weight concentrated on

the base of my penis. With each up-and-down, left-and-right thrust of my hips, my fleshy buttocks jiggled violently

, up and down, forward and backward, pushing and pulling, my penis pumping

in and out , sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, each thrust a frenzied

release of my pent-up lust within her...

waves of tingling, waves of itching, waves of... A tingling

, pleasurable sensation spread through both of us

simultaneously from the point where my penis and my aunt's vagina met. Waves of pleasure surged one after another. My aunt moaned, "Oh... um... ah... ouch... ouch..." I gasped for breath, and my aunt

whispered, her voice low and muffled... "Oh... oh... Xiao An... I can't take it... ah no... ah... I can't take it anymore

... so good... ah... um... oh... ah... faster..."

My aunt's buttocks rose high, thrusting forward forcefully, matching each of my powerful thrusts. Then my body

trembled violently, and I... I was drenched in my aunt's hot semen; we both reached orgasm.

I leaned happily against my aunt's chest, both of us panting. A few minutes later, we calmed down. I

looked up at my aunt; tears streamed down her slightly flushed cheeks. She gently pushed me away,

sat up, and picked up her clothes scattered on the floor. She put them on, one by one. When she was dressed, she left without looking back.

I was terrified; I was afraid she would call the police. For the next few days, I stayed home, too

anxious to go out. More than a week passed, and I still hadn't seen Aunt Ye. She didn't come to

my house after that day, until one day I went to hers.

That evening, after dinner, my mother called to say that Aunt Ye was sick and asked me to come see her.

I made excuses and said I shouldn't go, but my mother insisted, saying that

Aunt Ye usually took care of me when they weren't around.

I had no choice but to go, though I was actually quite happy. I hadn't seen Aunt Ye for a few days and missed

her. Plus, I'd been masturbating every day, thinking about that blissful moment with her. Just thinking about it

made me hard again. So I quickly got dressed and ran to Aunt Ye's house.

Arriving at Aunt Ye's house, I knocked on her door with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Aunt Ye opened the

door, her hair down and wearing pajamas. Her face was pale, and she looked weak. Seeing me, her expression was serious, but she didn't say anything

and let me in. The living room lights weren't on. She went into her room, and I followed her in. She lay down

on the bed and turned on the TV, seemingly unwilling to say anything to me.

I sat down beside her, and after a few minutes, I said, "I'm sorry, Auntie." She ignored me, continuing

to watch TV. I asked about her condition. She simply said, "It's nothing, just a cold, I'll be

fine after taking medicine."

I just stood there dumbfounded, staring at the TV, repeatedly saying, "Auntie, I'm sorry."

She replied, "Don't mention that day again, let's pretend nothing happened."

I lowered my head, pouting like a child who had done something wrong. Tears welled up in my eyes. I really

wanted her forgiveness.

Perhaps she knew I had admitted my mistake, looking at me kindly and saying, "Let bygones be bygones, it's alright

, I'm fine, you can go back now."

Seeing that she was willing to talk to me made me much happier, and a smile appeared on my face. She

shook her head and muttered to herself, "She really is a child."

I thought to myself, "How am I a child? The other day you kept complaining that you couldn't take it anymore."

I pressed my advantage and said to her, "Auntie, you have a cold, I'm not leaving today, I'll stay here with you.

" She said, "No, you should go back, I'm fine."

I insisted on staying, but she kept saying no. At this moment, I looked at her and said very sincerely,

"You've always taken care of me, now that you're sick, I should repay you. In the future, when you're old and frail, I will

always take care of you."

Seeing that she couldn't win against my persistence, perhaps moved by my words, and having no better reason to refuse me, she let

me stay. I jumped up happily. She said, "Go wash your face, you're as dirty as a little pig." I

immediately went to the bathroom, humming a little tune as I washed my face and feet, and I even washed my precious penis. I thought to myself, I'll

definitely need it tonight.

After I finished washing up and entered my aunt's room, I found the TV off and the light replaced with a bedside lamp.

The scene was very warm. I took off my coat and crawled into bed.

At first, I didn't dare to move and just pretended to be asleep. Then I thought about the scene of me raping my aunt that day. Women

say no, but once you put it in, they... oh... um... oh... At that moment, I don't know where

the strength came from, but my hands started to roam over my aunt's body. I saw that she didn't reject me, she just acted like she was sleeping. I

knew very well that she wasn't asleep at the time.

As my hands caressed her, her breathing began to quicken. I seemed to be able to hear her rapid heartbeat.

My hands kept moving down and stopped at the inside of my aunt's thighs.

I put my hand inside her pajama bottoms and touched her vulva through her underwear, while my aunt pretended to be half asleep and gently

swayed her buttocks. I sat up and turned on the lamp. I started to pull down my aunt's pajama bottoms and underwear. She

slightly raised her buttocks, her only resistance a weak, feeble attempt at swaying

.

Her underwear was quickly removed, and her legs were spread wide. Her vulva was soaking wet

, her labia opening and closing like tiny mouths. She closed her eyes tightly in shame, turning her head away, not daring to even

try to cover herself, letting my eyes admire her mature body.

My heart was pounding at least a hundred times per minute. I shamelessly pressed

my face against hers, greedily sucking on her vulva, teasing her clitoris with my tongue. My aunt consciously

used her hands to spread her labia, allowing my tongue to fully enter her vagina.

The aunt continued to moan softly: "...Ah...ah...so...comfortable...ah...ah...oh...ah

...so...comfortable...oh...Xiao An...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah

...I...so comfortable...ah...ah...ah...so...comfortable...ah..." Her vaginal fluids

continued to gush out.

I picked up my engorged, steel-hard penis, rubbed it against the entrance of the aunt's vagina, and then, with a large amount of vaginal fluid,

thrust it all the way in. The aunt's body twitched slightly. She moaned, "...ah...ah...oh...

oh...oh...gently...gently...um...oh..." Later, as the fluids gushed out, her movements gradually

quickened and intensified, and I grabbed her bouncing breasts and kneaded them.

At this point, the aunt's cries grew louder and louder, "...Ah...ah...so...comfortable...ah...oh...

ah...so...comfortable...oh...Xiao An...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...

I...can't...can't...can't...can't...ah...oh...um..."

I lifted one of her legs and placed it on my shoulder, my penis smoothly thrusting in and out of her

wet hole in the mud. I knelt on her other leg and thrust hard, kissing that leg, from the knee to the instep, and

back from the ankle to the popliteal fossa. After repeating this several times, I held her beautiful feet and kissed them.

"Ah...ah...Xiao An...no...oh...oh...oh...ouch...ouch...oh...ah

...you...you...ah...ah...ah, I can't take it...ah...I can't...I can't take it...ah...oh...oh

...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...I can't take it anymore..." As I kissed the soles of her feet, Auntie's vaginal cavity

contracted sharply, and hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto my glans; she had an orgasm.

When her sucking gradually stopped, I turned Auntie's body over so she was lying face down on the bed, dragging her limp

body to the edge, her left leg dangling off the bed while her right leg was curled up beside it. I touched her lower body; it was indeed still

wet slippery. After rubbing it a few times with my palm, her buttocks began to twitch. I

slowly inserted my erect penis into Auntie's body; she trembled slightly and then reacted again.

I held her buttocks with my hand and thrust my penis all the way in. "Gently, oh...oh...oh

...oh..." After a dozen or so thrusts, her desire was aroused again. This position made it

easier for me to fuck her, and it also gave me a novel feeling. She began to sway her buttocks in rhythm with my movements.

I continued to thrust in and out, and occasionally swayed my buttocks. This caused my penis to rub

intensely . Each time I turned my hips, she moaned louder, "...you're...killing me...oh...um

...ah...ah...ah...ah...oh...um...oh...um...oh...ouch...so good...

oh...um..."

I adjusted the angle again and began to thrust faster. With each rapid entry into her throat, she made

loud, muffled sounds, "oh...um...oh...ouch...so good...oh...um...so good...ah

...Xiao An...no...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...you're...you're...killing me...

oh...um...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...

I can't take it anymore..."

Every time the head of my penis hit her clitoris, she would tremble slightly and shake her head vigorously. I

bent down and kissed her neck and earlobes, my hands slipping under her body to knead her nipples while

thrusting in and out forcefully. When I pulled out, I withdrew completely; when I thrust in, my entire length was inside her, pressing against her clitoris. The loud 'slap, slap' sounds, accompanied by quiet,

low moans, excited me even more. It's unbelievable that even at her age, she still has so much fluid.

I turned Auntie back over, making her lie spread-eagled on the edge of the bed. I stood on the edge, lifting her legs with both hands,

and continued to fuck her wildly. I could clearly see her large breasts

bobbing .

After more than a hundred thrusts, we were both covered in sweat. As my movements gradually quickened, her reactions became

increasingly intense… “Ah…ah…so…good…ah…ah ah…oh…ah…ah…so…good

…oh…Xiao An…ah…ah ah…oh…oh…oh…oh ah…ah…ah ah…I…no…no…

can…ah…ah…” She raised her buttocks even higher, cooperating with my forceful thrusts.

This time, the intercourse lasted for more than half an hour. That night, I fucked Auntie three times, using many

different , even having her kneel on the bed with her buttocks raised so I could fuck her freely. As a result, Auntie had five orgasms (I

could feel it; each time she had an orgasm, she would always ask me to stop). When I woke up the next morning, Auntie had already

prepared breakfast. Her complexion was rosy, and she looked exceptionally energetic! She didn't seem like she'd just had a cold.

Afterwards, Auntie made me promise to only sleep with her one night a week, and that one night I could play to my heart's content.

We made love at least three times—it was so great! She was worried about harming my health. She also promised to

always cherish me. I really liked Auntie Ye. From then on, I had a worry: I was only 17

, and Auntie was 54. I was afraid that one day she would leave me…

I lived happily with Auntie Ye for five years, having sex no less than three hundred times. She taught me

that mature women are the most beautiful. I was 22 years old when she passed away in autumn…

Her last words to me were, “An’an, thank you. Watching you grow up made me so happy. An’an, I'm sorry,

it's not that Auntie couldn't bear to leave you. It's time for Auntie to go. If I were still alive, I was afraid I would hold you back;

you still need to get married and have children.” She closed her eyes with a happy smile. I cried…

I miss my Auntie Ye so much, I love her! From then on, I also developed a deep appreciation for mature women, which became

my understanding of female beauty from the age of 17. Now I'm a 26-year-old young man.

[The End]

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