Auntie who wore stockings

I remember it was when I was in junior high school. That summer, my aunt and uncle came to visit. I don't really remember what they looked like anymore because I hadn't seen them for so long when I was little, and my memories were a bit hazy. When I first saw them, I didn't recognize them at all. I just thought my aunt was so sexy. She was about 1.63 meters tall, with fair skin. She was wearing a thin silk top that showed off her arms, a short skirt, and a pair of milky white high heels. Her legs were tightly wrapped in a pair of light blue stockings. I found it really fascinating. Later, I heard from my parents that my aunt was actually 8 years younger than my uncle. At the time, I didn't have any other thoughts in my mind. I just thought my uncle was very lucky to have found such a young and beautiful wife. That night I went out to an internet cafe and didn't get back until very late. I was exhausted when I got back, but as soon as I entered my bathroom, I suddenly noticed that my aunt's clothes, which she had changed into that night, hadn't been washed yet and were all in my laundry tub: a white strapless bra with lace trim and black lace panties. It was the first time I had ever seen such short and pretty women's panties. I had never even known that women wore such panties before. At the time, I didn't even think about how such small panties could contain her. I just held the panties in one hand and the bra in the other, smelling them and savoring the scent of my aunt's body. Then I wrapped the panties around my large penis and rubbed it back and forth until I ejaculated. After showering, I lay in bed unable to sleep, my mind filled with images of my aunt. Thinking about it, I got hard again and ran back to the bathroom to ejaculate once more before finally going back to bed, exhausted. The next day, I don't know if my aunt noticed I'd touched her clothes or what, but I never saw her leave her underwear in the bathroom again. During the few days she stayed at my house, I could only vaguely see her alluring thighs and full breasts during the day.
Several years passed in the blink of an eye. I graduated from university, and because it was difficult to find a job, I asked my aunt to help me find one. Naturally, I moved into my aunt's house first. My uncle, a year before I moved in, went to work in Australia, supposedly for three or five years. Lying on my aunt's bed, I secretly thought, "I can finally fulfill my long-held wish. Now I live with my aunt, at least we're cohabiting, even if we don't share a bed." Note: They have a daughter who attends high school in another city and lives in a dormitory.
The night I moved in, my first thought before entering the bathroom was to find my aunt's sexy lace and beautiful stockings. I saw her legs in stockings every day, and they were so alluring. But I was utterly disappointed because there was nothing in the bathroom. I felt depressed all night. My aunt works at a bank, during the day, and I also work during the day, only coming home at night. I could only see her lace lingerie and flesh-colored or gray stockings fluttering in the breeze on the balcony when I came back in the evening.
I hadn't originally planned to stay at my aunt's house. After working for a month, I told her, "Auntie, I'd like to move out in a couple of days. I'll rent a place on my own." Isn't living here good enough? It's not like there's nowhere else to stay. Your uncle has gone to Australia again, and the room is empty. I'm scared to live alone, and that's what your uncle thinks too. Don't worry about it anymore. Your salary isn't high, and rent is expensive. Just stay here. You can also keep your aunt company at night. To be honest, I'm quite scared to live alone in this house at night. It's not safe if someone robs me or something. Just stay here and relax. "Hearing this made me feel more at ease. From that night on, I felt a lot closer to my aunt. She talked to me a lot, chatting while watching TV. I could vaguely sense a hint of sadness in her words, because my uncle only made a long-distance call every week and sent money once a month, nothing more. Although he knew my aunt was lonely, he couldn't help her.
My aunt was a typical traditional housewife. She worked during the day, watched TV at home at night, went to sleep, and then went back to work. She rarely had any social activities. The only time I saw her smiling was when her daughter came home for two days a month. I felt that she smiled less than before, and there was more sorrow and sadness in her eyes.
As for me, I spent all day at my aunt's house online. The computer was in my room, and I hid in my room every night watching porn and reading erotic books. My aunt didn't know. She would only knock on the door twice every night before going to sleep." Then she told me to go to bed early and went to rest. But one time I was watching porn and she found out. That night I was watching porn in my room, a new film by Mu Tenglan, which I had just downloaded from the internet. I was really into it and was masturbating while watching. At that time, I felt that nothing was as enjoyable as sleeping with a woman. That day, the door wasn't closed properly and was slightly ajar. Although the gap wasn't big, the monitor could still see it. I don't know how long my aunt had been standing behind me, but I guess not long. Suddenly, I heard a cough behind me. At that moment, I felt like I had been struck by lightning. But my aunt didn't say much. After I pulled up my pants, she just told me to go to bed early and went to sleep. For the next few days, I didn't dare to look my aunt in the eye. I barely spoke to her. I was constantly on edge. I don't know what I was afraid of. Actually, I'm over twenty years old. I have needs. My girlfriend from college broke up with me, and I didn't have any money. I had no choice but to take care of myself. But after that day, I made a huge discovery: it seemed like someone had tampered with my computer during the day. Because I work, I eat lunch at the company, and my aunt has a two-hour lunch break and leaves work earlier than me in the afternoon. From then on, I downloaded more and more pornographic videos to my computer every day. I knew my aunt watched porn on the computer, and I understood her; she had needs, and I satisfied them. The number of pornographic videos on my hard drive kept increasing—Japanese, American, and all over the place. Whether it was group sex or SM, I downloaded it all. I rarely downloaded SM videos before, but I was afraid my aunt would watch too quickly and not have enough, so I often downloaded them indiscriminately. If it was available, I would download it.
Three days later, one evening, my aunt called me, "Mingming, come, keep Auntie company and watch TV, talk to her." I reluctantly sat down on the sofa opposite her. That day, she hadn't taken off her stockings yet, and she sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, one leg draped over the other, gently rocking it. So, I sat down, silent and head down, actually glancing at the aunt's sexy legs, which were incredibly beautiful to me. I liked them so much that I unconsciously felt myself getting hard again. Because it was quite hot, I proudly wore pants, and there was a noticeable bulge in the front. I knew the aunt had seen it, but she pretended not to, saying to me, "Mingming, look at that stuff less, and do it less yourself, it's bad for your health." Hearing that, my face immediately burned, and I didn't dare say a word, only thinking to myself, "Don't think I don't know, you look at it yourself too." "Why don't you just seriously find a girlfriend?" I forced a smile and said, "I can't find one." "These things can't be rushed, you know. Take your time to figure it out. Look at you, you never go out after get off work, how are you going to find a girlfriend? You just stay at home. Didn't your parents say you had a girlfriend in college? What happened to her?" "We broke up," she said, and went back to work in her hometown. "Your uncle is the same; it's been a week, and he hasn't even called once." Then I heard a soft sigh. I really didn't know what to say to comfort my aunt. I knew she was lonely too. I sat across from her and watched TV with her until ten o'clock when she went to bed. Then I turned off the TV and went to my room.
After that, I continued to download porn for my aunt to watch every day. I pretended not to know because I knew that if I told her, she might never talk to me again. She continued to watch it every day, although I didn't know if she actually watched it every day. But nine times out of ten, she did. The good thing was that I noticed my aunt washed at least two pairs of underwear every day, sometimes three. As for me, sometimes during my breaks, I could use the underwear my aunt hung out to dry on the balcony to masturbate. That was my happiest moment every day. Since my aunt started watching porn, her complexion seemed to be rosier. Although she didn't have a man's touch, masturbation was a way to release tension. My aunt had been holding back for a long time since my uncle left, and she started talking to me more every day. One night, it was a stuffy night, past midnight, and I couldn't fall asleep. I got up to go to the bathroom and passed by my aunt's room. Suddenly, I heard faint moaning sounds. I didn't dare open the door; I knew it would embarrass her. I stood outside listening, masturbating as I listened. Still not satisfied, I went to the balcony, grabbed my aunt's underwear, and held it to my nose, continuing to masturbate. The sounds from inside gradually quickened, the moaning growing stronger, and it felt so good that I couldn't hold back and ejaculated on her underwear. I quickly went to the bathroom to wash it and then went into the shower. I didn't turn on the light when I washed her underwear. I hadn't considered that my aunt might come into the bathroom to shower. My only concern was that I'd ejaculated on her underwear, and if she found out, I'd be in big trouble. I frantically washed, but why was the semen on her lace so hard to wash off? It always felt slippery. Just as I was washing, I felt someone open the door. Suddenly, the door opened, and there was my aunt—completely naked! I heard a scream, and she ran back inside. She hadn't even seen me washing her underwear because she couldn't outrun me. While she was getting dressed, I quickly ran to the balcony and hung her underwear there to dry. This time, thankfully, it was a close call. The next day, my aunt didn't say anything, acting as usual. But the image of her body in the dim light left a deep impression on me, etched vividly in my mind.
From then on, my aunt's moonlit figure kept replaying in my mind every day. I made up my mind: I must conquer my aunt, make her suffer under my gun, and make her call me "darling husband." Although my aunt might be more open-minded than before, she definitely couldn't shake off her traditional ideas. I had to slowly make her let go of her traditional thoughts and then possess her.
From then on, every time I downloaded porn, I changed the titles to incestuous names like "Me and My Aunt," "My Aunt's Big Hole," and "Young Woman's Vagina." I also deliberately downloaded more of those where there was an artificial penis during sex. I was determined to cultivate my aunt into a wanton young woman.
My aunt was indeed different from before, but to my surprise, she bought a fake penis so quickly. Not long after, I took a day off, and my aunt went to work. I took the opportunity to sneak into her room for the first time. When I opened the drawer, I was shocked to find a whole drawer full of underwear and panties, many of which I had never seen before. There were even several thongs, and even the kind that could sink into the creases of the skin, as well as suspenders and the like. I guessed that my aunt was masturbating in front of the mirror every night. My aunt had finally become lewd. When I reached into the drawer to get some panties, I felt a long, round thing at the very back. I took it out and saw that it was a fake penis. That afternoon, I took a pile of my aunt's underwear and put it on the bed, and ejaculated countless times. Then I put the underwear back where it was and fell asleep. In my dream, I dreamed of my sexy and beautiful aunt again. That night, I hid outside my aunt's door and eavesdropped. I knew she must masturbate every day, but tonight I vaguely heard her calling my name, "Mmm~ Xiaoming~ Harder~ Thrust me~ Harder~ Xiaoming~ You're so amazing~" It turned out that my aunt was fantasizing about me. I was so happy at that moment that I quickly ejaculated outside the door.
One day, I came home from work and found my aunt waiting at the door, but I didn't see her. I went straight to her bedroom, pushed open the door, and saw her lying on the bed. She wasn't asleep. When she saw me come in, she said to me, "Xiaoming, I'm not feeling well today. Go out and buy something to eat." "Auntie, what's wrong?" "It's okay, it's just an old problem that's bothering me. I'll take some medicine and I'll be fine." Seeing that my aunt wasn't feeling well, I didn't say much to her and went out to buy a bowl of porridge. But when I came back and went into my aunt's room, I called her but she didn't wake up. I was terrified. Without saying a word, I picked up my aunt and rushed to... Upon arriving at the hospital, Auntie was quickly wheeled out of the emergency room by the doctor. The doctor told me she had a heart condition, and thankfully I brought her in just in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. I fell asleep beside Auntie's bed that night. When I woke up in the morning, I found a thin blanket covering me. I knew Auntie had put it on me the night before. Auntie was already up, lying in bed, looking at me. I got up and looked at her, our eyes meeting. I noticed that her gaze was no longer cold; it held a hint of ambiguity and gratitude. Auntie received IV drips for two days and was discharged. But since then, Auntie and I have almost completely changed our lives.
Auntie probably already knew I liked her underwear. Every time I showered, I would find her sexy underwear that she had worn that day in the bathroom, sometimes more than one pair, with her vaginal fluids on them. Almost every day, there were my favorite stockings, almost always my favorite kind—flesh-colored. I smelled her scent every day until I ejaculated. She never used to shower before; I always showered first, and she would shower after me. Now, she showers before me every day, and when she's done, she'll affectionately call out, "Xiaoming, go take a shower!" That's the happiest thing I hear every day. I'll rush into the bathroom and grab her sexy lingerie. Later, I got bolder and started ejaculating on her panties, stockings, and bra every day. But Auntie didn't say anything. One day, I even found a thong that peeked into her crotch. Did Auntie wear that thong to work during the day? Impossible, Auntie wouldn't wear that. The only explanation is that she masturbated again after work.
And so, the days passed, and Auntie's birthday was approaching. That day, I bought a big cake and a bottle of red wine to celebrate my aunt's birthday. When I came home from work, my aunt saw me carrying the cake and wine and inexplicably asked me, "Why did you buy these?" Her question puzzled me as well. I said, "Auntie, isn't today your birthday?" She seemed to suddenly emerge from a fog, as if she hadn't celebrated her birthday since my uncle passed away. My aunt said, "I haven't celebrated my birthday since Uncle left. I even forgot myself. Okay~ come on, come with me to the supermarket to buy some groceries. I'll cook you something delicious today." I was incredibly happy at that moment. When my aunt and I walked down the street, people really thought we were siblings. After my aunt finished cooking, I said to her, "Happy birthday, Auntie." As soon as I finished speaking, my aunt suddenly burst into tears
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