I slept with my aunt.

Because my hometown is quite far away, I wouldn't drive for several hours to go back unless there was a special reason. After the last incident, for a long time, I mostly chatted with my aunt on WeChat, exchanging pleasantries and joking around. Surprisingly, our relationship felt much closer. Sometimes we'd even talk about sex late at night, but nothing too deep. We both understood, but neither of us said it outright.

This time, I'm going back to my hometown because my sister is getting married. I need to go back to send out invitations to relatives and friends. Hearing the news of my return really excited me, because I could finally see my beautiful aunt again, and of course, her pair of flesh-colored high heels. In a good mood, I took the opportunity to share the good news of my return with her.

"Auntie, we're driving back to our hometown tomorrow morning." "I've already heard from your mom, she's arranged a hotel for you." "Auntie, how about I stay at your house again? I don't really like hotels." "Hotels are so comfortable, they have everything you need."

"Home is a warm harbor, it's always the most comfortable place to stay."

"Whatever you want, there's room at home, you choose."

"Okay, then I'll stay in the same room as last time, it's quite comfortable." "Okay, I'll tidy it up for you in a bit."

They chatted like this for a while, then I lay in bed, feeling excited, unable to fall asleep for a long time, wondering if something would happen tomorrow, if it would be like in movies and novels, a sudden spark igniting a fire. I fantasized for a long time, finally drifting off to sleep in the middle of the night. As

the ancients said, extreme joy begets sorrow, extreme joy begets sorrow. Because the groom's parents were too busy, they couldn't stay long in their hometown, meaning they had to return the same day. When I heard this news in the morning, I was furious. I was especially worried because they would all be drinking at noon, and I was driving. My plan to stay a day later was ruined.

I started driving home around 6 a.m., barely resting along the way, mainly because I was so annoyed. They were all fast asleep in the car, which made me so angry. We arrived around 9 a.m. First, we visited my grandparents, then my maternal grandparents, and then my extended family. We basically just sat down for a few words, congratulated my sister, and then rushed to the next house. At noon, my aunt called, suggesting we leave her for last, and that she would treat us to lunch before we went back. We

didn't get to eat until almost 2 p.m., and finally, I was going to see my aunt! My mood improved a little.

The dinner was arranged at a farmhouse restaurant downstairs from her house. After we got out of the car, I saw my aunt waiting for us at the restaurant entrance. Looking at her, it felt like ages since we'd last seen each other. She wasn't wearing her work clothes today, but a black knee-length dress, her favorite nude color, paired with beige high heels. She looked absolutely stunning, instantly wiping away all my fatigue. I even wanted to grab her legs and lick them to my heart's content. Just thinking about it made me hard, but thankfully no one noticed, otherwise it would have been embarrassing. My eyes met hers briefly, and she glanced at my crotch before quickly looking away. I smiled and didn't say much, then sat down to eat.

Since everyone at the table was familiar, seating arrangements weren't a big deal. I sat next to my aunt, meaning my aunt was on my left and my sister on my right. Even though I couldn't do anything to her, being close made me feel a little better—typical loser mentality.

The dining tables nowadays all have a large rotating disc, with a dark tablecloth underneath that almost reaches the floor. There's a button inside the table to adjust the speed and stop the disc's rotation. And you know what? This county town isn't big, but there are quite a few restaurants here. I haven't seen many with this feature in Zhengzhou. They ate and chatted, while I ate absentmindedly, lost in thought. When I was almost finished eating, my mom said, "Could you please stop that rotating glass disc on the table? It's dizzying to look at for a while, and I need to see how to turn it off."

"I'd rather obey than refuse," I said, lifting the tablecloth to slip inside. The first thing I saw was my aunt's flesh-colored thighs, her legs crossed, her right high heel dragging on the floor. Lowering the tablecloth made it seem much darker, and my mind started racing. I leaned in and smelled her toes; they had a faint, pleasant fragrance. At that moment, I wanted to reach out and hold them in my arms, or I wanted to suck on her toes and lick them until they were soaked with my saliva. Those few seconds of inner turmoil felt like centuries. "Yusheng, isn't it ready yet? If not, call the waiter."

"No need, no need, it'll be ready soon." I went upstairs to turn off the table switch first. At this point, I wasn't in the mood to study this high-tech gadget anymore; my mind was entirely on my aunt. I felt that if I missed this opportunity, I wouldn't have another chance today. So, without further ado, I went over and licked my toes with my tongue. My aunt seemed surprised that I was being so audacious under the table, and she almost instantly brought her legs together, kicking her off her high heels before she even put them on. I lifted the tablecloth with one hand to get out, while the other hand ran from my feet down to my knees. Then I turned around and sat back down in my seat, saying without batting an eye, "This table is pretty awesome, I studied it under there." I didn't even look at my aunt's reaction; I just calmly pretended nothing had happened. I didn't do anything excessive until the end, quietly eating my meal.

After dinner, my aunt suggested we go upstairs to sit for a while, have some tea, and relax. Such a nice offer, of course I'd go; I certainly wouldn't refuse.

When I arrived at my aunt's house, they were all sitting in the living room drinking tea and chatting. I wandered around the house, looking at the familiar scene, recalling the last time we were so crazy, and with what I had just done, the heat inside me was burning again. But with so many people around, I couldn't possibly go into my aunt's room and rummage through her drawers for her underwear or anything like that. Oh well, I'd better go to the bathroom to pee and wash my face first, or I felt like I was going to go crazy.

Because the bathroom itself wasn't big, there was a clothes rack above the toilet, with two pairs of flesh-colored and one pair of black hanging there. It was like a godsend, I was so excited! I took them down, smelled them, and touched them. They felt a little damp, but there was a smell of laundry detergent, so they must have been washed but hadn't dried yet. Although they weren't the original ones, they were still my aunt's. My

penis was already hard, so I took them down to release some tension. I was about to burst. I rubbed the three pairs of clothes against my phone, and instantly felt more swollen and harder than ever before. My penis started secreting white fluid. The stimulation at this moment was irresistible. I felt like I was about to come after just a few strokes. This was too fast. I had to stop and calm down, and control myself so I couldn't get too excited.

"Knock knock knock, is anyone in there?"

"It's me, Auntie, my stomach hurts, I'll squat for a bit."

"Okay."

No one should bother me for a while now.

I continued using the bandage to keep my erection going, and started stroking it back and forth with the three pads, rubbing my testicles as I did so. After a few minutes, I started to feel something. I couldn't stop so soon, so I stopped and took a deep breath. My erection was rock hard, like an iron rod.

Since I'd decided, I'd do something more exciting. Holding the bandage in my right hand, I slowly stroked it, while my left hand pulled out my phone and found a novel I'd saved. While reading the novel, I watched the female protagonist scream and shout as she was being fucked, and I kept stroking it, imagining her as my aunt. My aunt was wearing a flesh-colored dress, with a large hole torn in the crotch, and a pink dress, her hands on the toilet seat. I thrust hard into her, each time going all the way in.

I think it was only about a minute before the pleasure became unbearable. I was planning to ejaculate outside because it's harder to clean up on the surface, and my outfit today made it inconvenient to sneak it into my pocket. But in a flash, the moment I moved away, it gushed out. The first thick stream of liquid shot inside, still black, and the rest landed on the toilet seat. I quickly grabbed some toilet paper to wipe it up and cover my tracks—it wouldn't be good if they found out.

After cleaning up, I put the toilet back up. After I came out, my aunt went in and came out a little while later. She glanced at me, and I felt like she must have already noticed something. I can't explain why; maybe it's a man's intuition.

Because we had agreed to return today, we said goodbye after only a short ride, and I drove the way home.

I missed such a great opportunity to spend time with my aunt this time; the next time might be a long way off.

But who could have imagined that life would be so unpredictable, and unexpected things could turn out so well. Less than half a month passed, and I chatted with my aunt intermittently, but no one asked about what happened that time, and I didn't mention it.

My dad went to Beijing on a business trip, probably for about a week. The day after he left, my mom's friend invited her to go to Jiuhua Mountain to burn incense. My mom has become obsessed with Buddhism in the last year or two, traveling all over the country to burn incense and pray for blessings. My sister got married before me and usually lives at her parents' house, rarely coming over unless there's a specific reason. Suddenly, it was quiet; I was all alone at home.

This was great! I slept in every day, ordered takeout when I was hungry, and barely went out. Once I was full, my mind started to wander. Looking at the condom my aunt had used before, I'd ejaculated at least four times in two days. I started to feel the need for something more exciting, thinking about searching for people nearby to see if I could get lucky and have a romantic encounter.

Around the third day, while I was messaging people nearby, my aunt messaged me: "What are you busy with at home?"

"I'm bored at home every day."

"I'm going to Hangzhou tomorrow. I'll take a bus to Zhengzhou Railway Station around 7 or 8 pm, then transfer to a hard sleeper train at 5 am the next morning."

"Where are you staying tonight? Stay at my place."

"I'll just find a hotel near the train station."

"How can that be? The area around the train station is the most chaotic. Hotels are dirty and messy, and sometimes the door just opens in the middle of the night." I had to seize this opportunity!

"Oh no, that sounds so scary. Come pick me up, I'll stay at your place for the night, but you have to get up early tomorrow morning to take me to the station."

"Absolutely. I promise I won't be late."

"How's the weather where you are?"

"Warm, a dress is fine."

"Let me think about what to wear."

"That's easy, Auntie's so pretty, she looks good in anything." "You're just bragging, agonizing over whether to wear something thick or thin." "

Why wear something so thick? I've got you covered: a black dress, plus a pair of heels, perfect." "You just like it, right? You said it's warm, so you don't need to wear it." "Oh, wear it then, don't let your knees get cold."

"I'll go get ready now, remember to pick me up tonight."

"Okay."

After ending the conversation, I did a quick somersault, took a full shower, sprayed on some perfume, and then drank a can of Red Bull. At least I can't be sleepy tonight, even if I don't sleep at all. Although I don't know what will happen tonight, it's always good to be prepared. After finishing everything, I realized it was only one or two in the afternoon. Damn, I thought, I'll take a nap and recharge.

With that thought in mind, my erection kept shifting, and I slept fitfully, in a hazy, incoherent state.

When I woke up and moved around, I felt some discomfort in my lower abdomen, just below my navel, a little sore. I wondered if it was because I'd been hard so much today. Around 7 PM, I texted my aunt to say I was leaving and to meet her at a certain place. I was so excited! At 8:30 PM, I finally met my aunt. She was

wearing something similar to what she wore last time I went back to my hometown—a beige dress, but now with black stockings. Everything else was the same. She was standing there, pulling a small suitcase, looking perfectly straight.

"Auntie, how long have you been here?"

"Almost there, just a few minutes ago."

"You look so beautiful today! Were any thugs bothering you?" "You're one to talk! A few people came over to say hello and asked for my phone number, but I chased them away."

"That just shows how charming you are, Auntie. Let's go home and get some rest." Walking through the neighborhood after getting out of the car, Auntie's all-black outfit attracted a lot of attention. I was wearing casual clothes, while Auntie looked like she was in her thirties; people might have thought I was a prostitute. When we got home, Auntie changed into slippers at the door. Watching her slowly take off her high heels, her tiny feet in sheer black stockings slipping into the slippers, I really wanted to go up and smell the inside of those high heels.

"Auntie, why don't you rest on the sofa for a bit? I'll boil some water for you." "These high heels really are making my feet sore. I'll soak them in hot water later." "Okay, no rush, I'll boil some water for you in a bit."

I turned on the TV and sat next to my aunt on the sofa, watching TV and chatting. Her feet were probably really sore from walking, because she started massaging them herself.

"Let me do it, Auntie, I'm good at this. I even learned how to do it." "I haven't washed my feet yet. Don't you mind if they smell?" Without saying a word, I put my feet right up to my nose and sniffed them. "They don't smell bad at all, they actually smell nice."

My aunt didn't expect me to pick up her feet and smell them so directly, but she didn't refuse and just said, "Whatever." I held those delicate little feet in my arms like a treasure and gently massaged them. I felt myself starting to get aroused. I massaged from her feet down to her calves, and then slowly massaged her thighs, stroking them back and forth, completely absorbed in the moment.

"You like Auntie's legs that much?"

"Yes, they're so beautiful, especially the clothes they wear, it's irresistible to caress them." "That's a problem, you need to get it treated." After saying that, she stretched her legs into my lap and lay down with her eyes closed to rest.

Because she was wearing a skirt and wasn't posing intentionally, half of the white lace under her skirt was showing, vaguely visible through the fabric. Seeing that Auntie didn't object to my so-called "love," I became bolder and started focusing on caressing her thighs, slowly moving closer to her inner thighs, rubbing them as I slowly draped myself over her body. Finally, I was face to face with her, my hands still constantly caressing her inner thighs.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"It's just the two of us tonight, nobody will know, don't worry." I whispered and then kissed Auntie's lips hard, starting to pry open her mouth with my tongue, tasting the flavor of her mouth. My hands began to rub her area more intensely, even through the fabric, my hands felt warm. Auntie just lay there letting me do as I pleased.

"Auntie, it's so warm under your skirt."

"Really?"

Seeing this, I knew I could definitely get my auntie tonight, so I pressed my whole body against her and pressed hard against her with my penis, rubbing back and forth. After a few thrusts, I suddenly felt something and quickly stopped. There was still so much tonight, I couldn't just ejaculate after a few stimulations.

"Auntie, let's go to bed."

"Okay, but I'm exhausted, carry me."

Looking at my auntie lying on the sofa, her hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, and her skirt had been lifted up to reveal lace. She was wearing very thin black clothes. Without saying a word, I picked her up and gently put her down on the bed in my room. I stripped down to my underwear and pounced on her. I started kissing her lips, then her ears, her neck, and slowly unbuttoned her clothes. Her breasts weren't very big, but her nipples were already hard, she was obviously aroused.

With one nipple in his mouth, he began to swirl, lick, bite, and suck with his tongue, using every tactile tool his tongue could muster. His other hand began to knead the other breast. My aunt groaned softly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her body involuntarily twisting. I sensed this was her sensitive spot, so I used all my strength, my hand relentlessly kneading her breasts and nipples, the pressure gradually increasing. My tongue began to lick slowly down from the nipple, all the way to the inner thigh, pressing hard against the spot through the fabric. It felt slightly wet, but I couldn't smell anything particularly unusual.

Then I continued licking down her thighs, calves, and then sucking on her toes. When I finished licking both feet, I felt a little thirsty, so I got up to drink a glass of water and started the next step.

"Auntie, let me help you take your clothes off."

No one answered me, so I used both hands to pull her down from below until I reached the exposed area, then took off one leg while leaving the other leg still in, and then took it off as well. Looking at my aunt's dark bush, I couldn't help but want to explore it further. I slowly leaned my head closer, thinking that I would first use my mouth to let my aunt give me some pleasure, to let her enjoy it properly.

She probably sensed I was about to lick her genitals and quickly covered herself with her hands. "I peed today, it's not clean down there, I'm going to take a shower."

"I can't wait, Auntie, let's shower later, I'm going to make you feel like you're dying of pleasure." I forcefully pushed her hands away, revealing her no longer pink vulva, which was covered in some sticky fluid. I took it all in my mouth and started sucking hard, producing a lot of fluid. I could smell a pungent odor, probably from her urine, not strong, but it stimulated me even more. I squeezed her breasts hard with one hand, licking them with my tongue, finding her sensitive clitoris, and playing with it back and forth with my tongue. Then I forcefully inserted my tongue into her vagina. My aunt was just moaning and groaning, not screaming as I had imagined.

To be honest, apart from the faint pungent smell, there wasn't any other smell. Then I put my fingers in my mouth and wet them. By this time, my aunt's lower body was already soaking wet. I found the spot and slowly inserted one finger first. It felt quite tight. I licked her clitoris with my tongue while gently inserting one finger.

After a while, I felt my aunt had gotten used to it, so I added another finger, two fingers going in and out at the same time. I started slowly, then gradually increased the speed of my thrusting. My aunt maintained the same motion, her mouth tightly closed, just moaning softly. Finally, after about three minutes of this, my aunt came; she started to contract, squeezing my fingers tightly, and her secretions increased.

I was already incredibly hard, and that's when I realized I hadn't brought a condom. But since my aunt kept her eyes closed, I simply didn't bring it up.

I started by spreading my aunt's legs apart and slowly inserted myself into her. It didn't feel very tight, just slippery. Then I started thrusting. At first, I didn't dare to go too fast, afraid of getting excited and accidentally ejaculating, so I thrust very slowly. I lifted her legs and carried them on my shoulders, and started licking the toes and instep of the leg she was wearing. I kept thrusting at a constant speed. After a while, I felt myself getting aroused, so I quickly pulled out, took a deep breath, and laid my aunt on her side. I lifted the leg she was wearing and carried it on my shoulders, and then sat on her other leg. I felt that this way I could penetrate even deeper. Every time I thrust, my aunt would let out a "ah." After about ten or so thrusts, I thrust hard a few times to make her contract tightly. I pulled out all at once and ejaculated a lot, all over her hair and chest. I ejaculated four or five times before slowly stopping. I felt so good.

"Look, you've already shot it all over my hair. I still need to wash my hair later. Why didn't you shoot it inside?" "Ah, I didn't dare shoot it inside."

"Look at you, so timid. I gave you the chance but you didn't seize it. I'm going to take a shower." Watching my aunt take off her clothes and go to shower, I suddenly felt quite tired, covered in sweat. I thought I'd lie down and rest for a bit, but I unknowingly fell asleep. I vaguely felt my aunt come out of the shower, but I was too tired and groggy until my alarm rang at around 4 a.m. It was time to get up and take my aunt to the station. I saw that my aunt was basically dressed and wearing a skirt.

"You're up so early, Auntie."

"I haven't been sleeping much. You've been snoring so loudly that I couldn't sleep." "I really didn't feel anything. It's my fault." "

It's time to leave. Get dressed and take me to the station, or we'll be late." Looking at my aunt who was basically dressed, I thought there wouldn't be time to do it again, but everything that happened last night felt like a dream.

"Okay, I'll get dressed and we'll head out." On the way to the station, I drove with one hand and stroked my aunt's breasts with the other. She didn't object, only reminding me to drive carefully. Finally, I dropped her off at the station, watching her slowly enter with her suitcase. I wondered if I'd ever have another chance like this.

Later, although we crossed that line, nothing actually happened. Sometimes she'd give me her hand-me-downs, or I'd hold her small feet, put on lubricant, and do foot fetish, but we never actually did it. She said she didn't know how and didn't want to learn, and I didn't force her. She just kept finding different ways to help me release my pent-up emotions.

[The End]

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