Harvesting wheat and fucking old cunt

My wife's second aunt is 57 years old this year, a little over 1.6 meters tall, slightly plump, and quite good-looking. I first met her at my wife and my engagement banquet. Later, my wife told me that she had been widowed at fifty and had dated a bachelor in his early fifties a few years ago, but for some reason, the relationship didn't work out. I haven't had much contact with her; we've only eaten together a few times. She's rather introverted and doesn't talk much, so we haven't had much interaction. I only heard from my wife that her husband died of kidney problems
. My relationship with her started the summer before last. My brother-in-law was in a serious car accident and was hospitalized in another city. It happened to be the busy farming season, so I had to go and help my father-in-law with farm work. I remember the morning after I started helping, I was harvesting wheat, and she came to help me too. Everyone else was busy with farm work, but her family didn't grow wheat, so she was helping to harvest it. That day, she was wearing a plaid shirt, without a bra (rural women aren't used to wearing bras), and black pants. We were harvesting wheat side by side, and I was slightly ahead of her. After a while, I looked back at her, and her shirt... Two buttons on her shirt had come undone, and when she bent over, I could see both her breasts clearly. They were V-shaped, not very large, and white. Because I've had a habit of secretly looking at women's breasts since I was little, I deliberately cut wheat slowly to get closer and see them more clearly. As her body swayed, her breasts swayed along with it. Her shirt was a bit loose, so I could easily see her nipples. The more I looked, the more excited I became, sometimes even forgetting to cut the wheat. Eventually, she noticed. She glanced at me, her face flushed, and then went to get a drink of water. When she came back, her shirt was buttoned up. At lunchtime, I would steal glances at her every now and then to see if she was angry. She didn't seem angry. Actually, I didn't intend to have sex with her at that time; I just wanted to peek at her breasts. After dinner, I was inside while she was outside. I saw her go to the toilet from outside, and I had a thought: I had accidentally bumped into her using the toilet. Rural toilets are rudimentary, without doors. I quietly walked over, pretending not to know anything, and went in. She was just pulling up her pants, and I could see her dark pubic hair clearly. I said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I didn't know you were in there," while my eyes remained fixed on her dark pubic hair. She pulled up her pants and left without saying a word. In the afternoon, while working, I deliberately tried to start a conversation with her, but she didn't really talk to me. Finally, we talked about her man, and I said that it wasn't easy being alone. She opened up and confided in me, saying some complaints. In short, she wasn't so resistant to me anymore. After chatting for a while, the second button of her shirt was undone again, and I started secretly looking at her breasts again. This time, she hadn't buttoned it up, and it made my penis very hard and uncomfortable. I was wearing sweatpants, and my crotch was bulging. She saw it too, and her face instantly turned red, but she didn't say anything. After cutting for a while, I said it was too hot and we should go to the edge of the cornfield to cool off, as it would be shady there. She agreed. Since there were only two of us, we were cutting very slowly. Everyone else had finished cutting, and there weren't many people in the field. We sat on the edge of the field to cool off, chatting idly. After a while, her back started to itch, and she scratched it with her hands, but she couldn't reach it. I said, "Let me scratch it for you, Auntie." She said no, and kept scratching herself, but she still couldn't reach it. I said again, "Let me scratch it for you." She didn't say anything, so I scratched her through her clothes. Maybe the clothes were a bit thick, because it wasn't comfortable to scratch her. She was still itchy, so I said, "Let me put my hand inside to scratch it for you." She didn't say anything either, so I put my hand inside her back and started scratching her. Her back was smooth, and I instantly got an erection. I tried to move my hand towards her breasts, but she grabbed my hand with her arm, saying, "What are you doing?" I said, "Auntie, I just want to touch them, that's all." She said no. I said, "Auntie, I'll just touch them, I absolutely won't do anything else." She didn't say anything, so I forcefully broke free from her arm and touched her breasts. They were soft and smooth. I put my other hand in as well, constantly pinching and playing with her nipples. Her face turned noticeably red. After touching her for a while, I lifted her clothes to try and nurse, but she suddenly sat up and said, "That's enough, don't let anyone see," and then went back to work. I worked absentmindedly all afternoon, and she seemed a little distracted too, her face always flushed. After finishing work in the afternoon, I had to watch the house for my father-in-law, so I didn't go home. She was going home; her house was twenty miles away from my father-in-law's. She rode her electric scooter home, and I told her not to go back, since she'd be coming back tomorrow anyway. She glared at me and said no, then left. A few minutes later, she came back pushing her scooter. Apparently, her tire had gotten flat shortly after she left, and she went to find a repairman in the village, but couldn't find one. She was going to ride my father-in-law's bicycle home again, but I said, "Auntie, riding is too tiring. Don't go, you'll be coming back tomorrow anyway." She looked at the bicycle, thought for a moment, and said she wouldn't go. I was secretly overjoyed. We made ourselves a quick meal. After showering, we sat on the sofa watching TV. I slowly moved closer to her and said, "Auntie, let me scratch your back." She glanced at me but didn't say anything. This time, I reached inside and touched her breasts, playing with her nipples. I slowly unbuttoned her shirt, and two large, white breasts instantly popped out, V-shaped, and quite sagging. Perhaps because she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts weren't very big, and her areolas and nipples weren't large either. I started breastfeeding, and this time she didn't object. I licked her nipple while my hand squeezed her other breast. She slowly leaned back on the sofa, and I sucked on her nipple, biting it repeatedly. My hand began to stroke her inner thighs, and her face gradually flushed. I started kissing her, my hand slipping inside her pants. She wasn't wearing underwear; she had taken a shower. I touched her vulva, which slowly became wet. I slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina; it was wet and slippery, a little tight from years of not having sex. She began to moan softly. I placed her hand on my erect penis, and she began to stroke it. After a while, I carried her to the bed. She didn't feel very heavy, maybe 130 pounds. I took off all her clothes, and then my own. I began to kiss her entire body. When I kissed her vulva, I could clearly feel her body trembling, and her vagina became increasingly wet. Her moans grew louder, and I began to slowly lick her labia. A faint, slightly salty smell wafted from them. Her body writhed, and her moans intensified. I said I wanted to fuck her, and she said yes. I knelt between her legs, first rubbing my penis slowly against her vulva, then thrusting hard, my entire penis submerged inside her. My penis wasn't very long, about fifteen centimeters, but it was very thick, and she cried out loudly. Her vagina was tight, probably because she hadn't been fucked in years. I thrust in and out relentlessly, each thrust extra forceful. She moaned loudly. After about fifteen minutes, I ejaculated, shooting all of it into her vagina. Afterwards, I hugged her, touching her breasts, and asked her why she was so easily fucked. She said I knew she wasn't a good person because I had peeked at her breasts and spied on her while she went to the toilet. Besides, she had been a widow for almost ten years, and when she was a man, her kidneys were weak, and she was impotent in every way. She had long wanted to be fucked. I asked her if she'd dated any other men all these years, and she said she'd dated that old bachelor, but he was impotent; he couldn't get an erection the first time they had sex, which is why she didn't want to...

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