【The Vanishing Lingyin】【Author: 75529471】

This is my first time writing erotica, so my writing skills are terrible. Please don't laugh and just read it for fun. 99% of the stories in this story are true. I'm just recounting them from memory. Except for the names, there are basically no changes. PS: Thanks to the forum for providing the formatting tool.

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My name is Fu Qiang. I was born in 1983 in a remote town in Heilongjiang Province.

It was a large steel factory, an old state-owned enterprise, with a Soviet-style size and bloated structure. The factory was the town, and the town was the factory. The factory had everything. There were six affiliated primary schools for employees' children alone. The factory area, office area, residential area, affiliated factories, and affiliated factories of affiliated factories, etc., etc., filled all the flat land in the small basin between several mountains and the nearby river valleys. From the maternity ward to the cemetery, a person could live their entire life without leaving the factory area. The factory was responsible for everything, provided everything, and also took everything away from you.

My parents were both from out of town. After graduating from school, they were assigned to this factory. They met, fell in love, got married, and had children. If nothing unexpected happened, they would have been like their predecessors, working as cogs in the machine, eventually rusting away and dying there.

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However, the unexpected still happened.

In the mid-1990s, there was a wave of layoffs. When their wages were owed for nineteen months, my parents finally chose to take a leave of absence without pay, preparing to leave the factory and try their luck elsewhere.

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That year I was nineteen, a senior in high school at the factory. At

nineteen, I was naive and reckless. The family's expenses were a distant dream for me. I wasn't saddened by my parents' departure; instead, I felt a secret joy—the tiger was gone, so I was the king!

No one was watching, so I could watch TV, go to the arcade, and go to the computer room without restraint (yes, there were no internet cafes back then! Only computer rooms where you could play Red Alert and Legend of Sword and Fairy on DOS, provided you had enough pocket money).

What to do with me became my parents' biggest problem. They couldn't take me with them when they went out, at least not immediately. They had already sold their house to raise money, and they had no close relatives in the area. After much deliberation, I was entrusted to Grandma Zhao—a fellow villager and colleague of my mother's.

If you had to name a relative, we were practically twenty generations apart, so I had to call her "Grandma" since she was under fifty. However, Grandma Zhao's house was too far from my school, and commuting every day was impractical. So, in the end, her daughter, Aunt Xiaoling, took care of me.

Before leaving, my parents treated Grandma Zhao and Aunt Xiaoling to a meal, formally entrusting me to them.

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Aunt Xiaoling was unmarried and ran a hotel, which was a major reason for placing me with her:

she had spare rooms. The hotel wasn't big; it was a single-story storefront with a basement, divided into eight or nine rooms.

When I moved in the next day, Aunt Xiaoling cleaned out a small single room for me, even smaller than my old bedroom, but not so small as to be disappointing. At least it could fit all the belongings I hadn't gotten rid of, plus myself.

Moving was chaotic and busy. With Aunt Xiaoling's help, I finally managed to sort out all the clutter and tidy up the room. Only then did I realize that the person I was closest to now was this aunt with an awkwardly young age.

I called her "Aunt," but she wasn't actually that old. I was nineteen, and she was thirty. However, because of this eleven-year age difference, calling her "sister" or "aunt" felt awkward. At first, I was worried that she would be unhappy if I called her that, but later I found that she didn't care at all. She especially liked to lecture me as an elder... "Fu Qiang, you'll be living here from now on. This is the best room here. It faces south with a window and lots of sunshine. It's quiet because it's backed by a street, so it won't disturb your homework."

"Um..."

I stammered, still a little shy after only knowing her for a day.

"What's wrong? You already miss your mom after just one day?"

Aunt Xiaoling teased.

"No, no,"

I quickly explained, "Well, Sister Ling, oh no... Aunt Ling, just call me Qiangzi, that's what we call me at home."

"Okay!"

Aunt Ling untied the handkerchief from her head and pulled me over to brush off the dust that had accumulated on my body from moving.

"No matter what you call me, now that your mom and dad have entrusted you to me, you have to listen to my discipline, or I'll spank you!"

Looking at her long hair falling down her head and her slender arms, I secretly wondered... her small body couldn't possibly hurt more than my mom's spanking, let alone my dad's with a stick. Lost in thought, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my bottom.

Ouch! I realized that Aunt Ling had pinched me. "What are you thinking about? Did you hear me?" "Yes, I heard you... Sister Ling, don't worry, I'll definitely listen."

"What did you call me?!"

"Oh, Aunt Ling, Aunt Ling..."

It still felt awkward.

"Alright, tidy up a bit more, I'm going to make dinner. You must be starving after a long day." With that, she left the room. I turned back to lie on the bed and took a deep breath. "Sigh... I'll be staying here from now on."

A faint sense of loss washed over me. I rolled over and suddenly realized that the handkerchief I'd used to collect dust was under me. I pulled it out and clutched it in my hand.

"Aunt Ling, Sister Ling."

I thought of her face—single eyelids, thin lips that were always pursed, and a mole on her neck that was clearly visible when she tilted her head back while working in the morning and afternoon, standing out prominently against her white neck.

"She doesn't seem as pretty as Leng Yun from the next class,"

I thought to myself. Leng Yun was considered the prettiest girl in our grade, so the boys in our class usually used her as a benchmark when judging girls' looks.

"But she's about the same... She'd be prettier if she had double eyelids." I smelled the handkerchief; a faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

"Her hair is so beautiful."

Just now, when I untied the handkerchief, Aunt Ling's beautiful hair cascaded down in front of me.

"I wonder what brand of shampoo she's using,"

I thought to myself as my days with Aunt Xiaoling began.

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If nothing unexpected happened, life would have been uneventful. I'd been living with Aunt Xiaoling for over a month now. From initial awkwardness to gradually opening up and becoming completely at ease, I quickly adapted to this new (parent) beside me, and Aunt Xiaoling quickly adapted to being called "Aunt."

Every day—going to school, coming home, eating, sleeping, skipping classes, copying homework—wasn't much different from before. The only difference was that my sleeping place had changed from my old home to Aunt Xiaoling's hotel, as had my eating place... my homework place... and my toilet...

The hotel rooms didn't have bathrooms; there was only a public toilet at the end of the corridor. And to save space for the rooms, the toilet was tiny, with only a small squat toilet. To prevent guests from using it while reading the newspaper, and to save on electricity, there was only a small 12-watt red light bulb.

That day, I had just finished peeing in the toilet, casually thinking about how much money this little light bulb could save Aunt Ling each month, and nonchalantly shaking my penis back into its cage—everything was so natural.

However, just as I was zipping up my fly, a sharp pain shot through my lower body.

"Holy crap!"

I immediately covered my private parts, writhing in pain against the door, unable to move. When I realized what was happening, the brass zipper of my jeans was already clamped tightly onto my scrotum… The

12-watt red light was useless; when I finally managed to slowly turn around with tremendous effort, I was devastated to find that the 100-watt light bulb in the hallway was also ineffective, and even if I switched to an 800-watt bulb, I still couldn't see the scene of the crime—it was too low.

My limited mechanical knowledge told me that a strong pull would solve the problem, but when I tried to move, the excruciating pain in my lower body immediately negated that suggestion. After two or three attempts, the blood on my fingers had completely extinguished my hope.

To maintain my position and prevent the zipper from getting stuck, I awkwardly held my pants up against the door, my mind racing with thoughts of what to do… Just as my mind drifted from the zipper pull to Kong Yiji (a character from a Chinese folktale), I heard Aunt Xiaoling's footsteps in the hallway…

"Aunt Xiaoling is here to clean the room!!!!! Ahhhhh!!! What do I do!!! How can I let anyone see me like this!!"

I was already sweating profusely.

"Aunt Xiaoling, don't come any closer!" I cried out desperately.

"What? I still have work to do!"

"I'm in the toilet!" I was already delirious.

"Just close the door when you go to the toilet!"

"No~~~~ I'm done, don't come any closer, I'll be done right away!" I started babbling incoherently.

"What are you doing, all mysterious?"

Aunt Xiaoling finally turned the last corner and slowly walked over.

"Hey you brat! Why didn't you close the door when you went to the toilet?? Hurry up and pull up your pants!!" "I~~~~ I can't pull them up~~~~~ They're stuck~~~~~" At this point, I was already crying.

"What's stuck??"

"The zipper~~~"

"Then just take it off and fix it."

"It's not stuck, it's pinched~~~"

"Pinched what?"

"That~~~"

"Huh? What?"

Aunt Xiaoling finally came to the front, and I tightly covered my crotch, leaning against the door. "Take 　　your hand away so

I can see, you're so stupid! Just take 　　your pants off and go back to your room to fix it slowly, right? It's dark here, what can you see~~~" While saying this, she pulled my hand away, and I was already trembling with nervousness. "Don't move, it hurts~~ 　　it hurts~~~ it pinched my flesh!!" "What flesh? Aha ... 　　"You're so clumsy, how could you even get it stuck? Hahahahahaha~~~" I was almost out of strength; the squatting position was incredibly exhausting. 　　Aunt Xiaoling tried pulling a few times, but after my strong resistance, she didn't dare to use any more force. 　　"You wait here," 　　Aunt Xiaoling said, then stomped out and came back a little while later with a bunch of random things. 　　"I found a small blade, I'll cut the zipper open for you." 　　"Hmm~~~": I had absolutely no idea what to do. 　　"Here~~ hold the flashlight up for me, it's too dark here to see clearly." Aunt Xiaoling shoved the flashlight into my hand, and I blindly followed her instructions, one hand holding my pants, the other holding the flashlight, my genitals completely exposed to Aunt Xiaoling. She squatted down in front of me, spreading my penis open with one hand and holding a utility knife in the other, ready to cut the zipper. 　　"Don't move around!! Otherwise, I'll cut it crookedly and cut it off," she said, lightly tapping my penis with the flat of the knife. 　　A sudden chill made me shiver, and I realized that Aunt Xiaoling was holding my penis. I could feel the warmth of her hand and her breath on my crotch... Blood rushed to my head, but before I could react, a sharp pain interrupted my thoughts. 　　Aunt Xiaoling had made her cut... 　　After a long three minutes, the zipper was finally cut open, and I was finally able to stand up straight. After five minutes of straightening my legs and bending them, Aunt Xiaoling finally removed the zipper pull. 　　I took a deep breath, but Aunt Xiaoling was still laughing: "This still managed to hold, I'm so happy! You bled quite a bit, I'll go get some gentian violet, you can put it on yourself later." I awkwardly opened my mouth but didn't know what to say, only feeling my mouth dry. 　　At dinner that night, I was too embarrassed to look at Aunt Xiaoling, but when I occasionally glanced at her, I found her looking at me with a teasing gaze. 　　"Qiangzi, is it still hurting? Is it still bleeding?" 　　"No 　　... I put on some gentian violet." I waved my hand, using the purple 　　stain 　　as proof . 　　"That 　　's good, hahaha~~~ Where else could it be stuck~ 　　... 　　Back then, schools didn't teach any of this. There were traditional Chinese medicine doctors on telephone poles, but they only mentioned phimosis; I had no idea what it meant. 　　"You know," 　　Aunt Xiaoling said, pointing to my crotch. 　　"Uh... I don't know how to say it." 　　"Then I know even less..." 　　She looked at me, I looked at her, and suddenly we fell into an awkward silence. 　　"I have a classmate at the factory hospital; I'll take you there sometime." "Hmm... ah??" 　　My mind was still stuck in a time machine, not quite processing what I'd just heard. 　　"Okay, that's settled then. Be careful these next few days... don't forget to apply the medicine." "Okay..." 　　Time proved that the silly boy's recovery was pretty good. In less than a week, I went from walking like a crab to being able to walk, run, climb walls, and play video games. And the explanation my classmates got from me was... 　　"I slipped and fell on my butt while climbing over the wall!" 　　No one except Aunt Xiaoling knew about my embarrassing incident. Just when I thought it was over, one Sunday morning Aunt Xiaoling insisted on taking me to the hospital. 　　"Why are we going to the hospital?" 　　"To check on your phimosis!" 　　"What phimosis? I don't have any???" 　　I had completely forgotten about it.

"How come I didn't see it? I saw it all. Hurry up, I finally have time today!" I was completely bewildered when I was dragged to the hospital. Aunt Xiaoling didn't go to register, but instead took me directly to the obstetrics and gynecology department on the second floor.

"Why are we here...???"

I was even more confused among a group of pregnant women.

"My classmate works in gynecology."

"..."

I felt utterly hopeless. The doctor who saw us was a woman. She greeted us warmly when she saw us, and after chatting with Aunt Xiaoling for a few minutes, she pulled us into a small room next door.

"What do you want to see?"

"Can you check if he has phimosis?"

"I'm in gynecology... go downstairs and find Director Zhang in urology!" "Oh dear, you have to register and wait in line. It's not a big deal, just take a look." "You... I never mentioned you have a nephew???" "

Oh my!!! He's a distant relative. His parents went out and asked me to take care of him. I saw him by accident. It's not easy for a kid to be alone. Please take a look quickly and give me a definite answer! Don't let anything happen and delay him."

"Okay, okay, I'll take a look... Hey~~~~ When are you free? Let's get together with some old classmates?"

"Qiangzi, come here, take off your pants so the doctor can take a look."

"Oh... ah???"

I suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Take off your pants, hurry up..."

"Why take off my pants???"

"I'm checking if he has phimosis, don't be nervous": the female doctor started to comfort me.

"What phimosis... I don't have it... I won't take it off!!"

"You don't even know what it is and you still say you don't have it!"

Aunt Xiaoling put on an angry face.

"Silly boy~~~ I'm a doctor, I'm not going to eat you, hurry up, there are people waiting outside!" When I realized I had no way out, I helplessly accepted reality and started to comfort myself with reasons: Aunt Xiaoling had already seen it before... this woman is a doctor... a doctor... a doctor.

Mechanically, I unzipped my pants and took out my penis. The doctor gently used a cotton swab to examine my penis from side to side.

"It is indeed a bit long. Can you turn it inside out?"

"..."

"The doctor is asking you! What are you thinking?"

"Oh... yes..."

I woke up from my self-hypnosis.

"Turn it out so I can see."

I grabbed my penis and stroked it a few times, revealing the glans.

"It's okay... it looks okay..."

"So it's alright?"

Aunt Xiaoling sounded very happy.

"Can you flip it over when it's hard?"

"Yeah...yes~~~"

"Does it hurt?"

"A little...maybe...maybe."

"Try to flip it over when it's hard so I can see."
「哦？行了啊～～～～～我看看……嗯……确实长啊……现在能翻出来幺？」

我吧包皮慢慢撸到底，龟头拱了出来，长久的包裹上面有不少包皮垢。

「不错。能翻出来不疼吧？」

「恩，。不疼」

「那就行，挺好的不耽误事」

「没事就好……不用手术什幺的？」：小玲姨问。

「不用……不耽误勃起，翻出来也没障碍，没关系的，不手术也没问题，过段时间看看有没有继续发展进行。」

大夫在和小玲姨解释着：「就是得经常洗洗，要不然里面太脏，你刚才也看到了，我给你开几瓶盐水吧，回去以后每天冲冲。」「算了吧！挂号都没挂，你怎幺开药盐水，我回去自己煮点就行了～～～～强子过来谢谢赵姨」

我停下还在塞衬衣的手说了声：「谢谢赵姨」

「哎呀～～～叫什幺姨啊～～～谁像你那幺爱充大辈～～～～叫赵姐～」两个人又絮絮的说了几句话，小玲姨拉着我离开了医院，一边走一边和我唠叨。

「看你那个脏，以后可得好好洗洗，有病了怎幺办？哎～～～你怎幺不快点走啊？磨磨蹭蹭的」

「裤子太紧了……」

小玲姨低头看了一眼，我的鸡巴一直还在硬着，塞的裤裆鼓鼓的。

「哎……回头换个宽松点的裤子吧」：小玲姨叹气说到。

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时间过的很快，一天、一周、一个月一晃就过去了，我的体重证明了小玲姨做饭的手艺起码比我老妈好十斤。

我对旅馆渐渐的已经有了点家的感觉，就是这个家里的人换的太勤，走马灯一样来来回回，除了我和小玲姨没有长租客。

就在我住进旅馆第二个月的一天，吃过晚饭我正在房间里闷头看租来的金庸小说，外面却吵吵嚷嚷起来似乎是来了不少人，过了一会却是小玲姨拉开门进来了。

「强子你收拾收拾，来了不少人，住不下了你吧房间倒出来」「啊？那我住哪？」

「去门厅小间，我在那支了个行军床，对付两宿就行了」「哦……」

我磨磨蹭蹭的表示不满，一半是不满于行军床，一半是不满于耽误我研究怎幺练淩波微步。

「快点，再磨蹭我吧你破书撕了」

「嗷～～～｀～」

小玲姨拧屁股依然快准狠。

门厅边上有个小间，平时堆些乱七八糟的，今天却不知道都收拾到什幺地方去了，里面孤零零的支着一张行军床，床下面塞着一堆锅碗瓢盆。

行军床，一圈钢管撑着钢丝弹簧网，窄窄的，屁股坐上去就是一个大坑，动一动就是嘎吱嘎吱一顿乱响，实在说不上舒服。

我躺在床上，听着外面咋咋呼呼各种声音，无奈的摇摇头继续看小说，时间越来越晚，当我乏了刚要关灯的时候，小玲姨却推门进来了。

「我的房间也占了，今晚我也这了」

「啊？！！」

「啊什幺，赶紧收拾收拾睡觉，都几点了，明天早上这群人又要折腾！！」「噢……」

我看看行军床，我自己睡都闲窄，这要睡俩人……正在乱想，忽然看到小玲姨拿了个小盆在接热水。

「弄这幺小个盆泡脚你还真是抠门～」：我打趣到。

「谁说我泡脚？」

「不泡脚你弄热水干嘛？」

「我洗……去去去～～～瞎问什幺～～转过去不许看！！」「不看就不看！」

我背过身接着看小说，不过还是支这耳朵在听。

一阵窸窸窣窣的衣服声音之后，就是哗啦哗啦的撩水声，很快就都结束了，还没容我想明白是怎幺回事，就感到小玲姨也上来床上，然后灯就被关掉了。

「屁股撅那幺远干啥～～～给我点地方」

小玲姨拧了我一把，我挺了挺身子，行军床一阵吱嘎，有温软的触感贴在后背。

「切～～～～～看你抠门样吧！泡脚盆比茶杯都小。」：我又故意拱了拱屁股。

「臭小子～我那不是泡脚」

「那是啥？」

「是啥～是啥～就知道瞎问！！！你自己不也洗下面幺？？？」「啊？～～～～～你也包茎啊！！」
「洗……了」：我还想蒙混过关。

「你就扯吧你，盐水瓶子还在房间里用什幺洗的？」「就是……自来水」

忽然小玲姨顺着我的肚子摸了下去，我脑子一下子空白按住了她的手。

「松手！我摸摸看你洗没洗」

说着又是一拧，我一恍惚手已经伸进了两腿之间。

小玲姨的手很小很软，我感觉到她在我两腿之间翻找着，小心翼翼的慢慢的翻开阴囊，抓到鸡巴之后一点点的翻开包皮，然后轻轻的在龟头上蹭着指腹。

我从来没受过这幺大的刺激，如同过电一样随着摩擦的节奏身体也在一下下的抖动，感觉不断加重，正当我按捺不住想抓住她手的时候，小玲姨却咻的吧手抽走了。

我长长的呼了一口，气听到身后有嗅闻的声音，然后就是啪的一声后背火辣辣的被拍了一巴掌。

「洗个屁！！！起床去洗去！！」

无奈我只好爬了起来。

「盐水在房间呢……有人住拿不来」：我在强调困难。

「就用白水，我的水杯里有凉白开，你桶接着我给你冲！」「哦～～～」

我拎着桶接在身前，小玲姨坐在床边拉下了我的裤子。

「鸡巴又一次被看到了……」

我在心里念到。

「小玲姨这是第三次看到了……她要给我洗鸡巴……她要摸我鸡巴……」

我的思绪翻滚起来，鸡巴也一跳一跳的硬了起来。

「臭小子想什幺呢！」

「没……没什幺」

「没什幺怎幺这样？」：小玲姨用两个手指轻轻的捏着鸡巴。

「不……不知道」：我在撒谎。

「哼！」

灯光昏暗，小玲姨的脸离的很近，我都能感觉到发丝在大腿上摩擦，痒痒的。

细巧的手指慢慢翻开包皮，水很凉，她洗的很仔细，不但洗了龟头连阴茎和阴囊也洗了，洗的时候托着我的蛋蛋问。

「之前夹到的就是这里吧」

「嗯～～～」

其实我自己都记不清是不是了。

「看起来挺好的嘛，可惜不是盐水不能消毒，对了口水能消毒！」说罢她又把我的龟头翻了出来然，后用手指在嘴里沾了口水仔细的涂在龟头上。

我的大脑一片空白全，世界只剩下小玲姨专心拨弄鸡巴的样子。

「她在我的鸡巴上涂口水！！！」

「好啦！别傻着啦上床睡觉！」

当我回过神的时候，小玲姨笑着看我，我缺还在拿着水桶发呆。

我直挺挺的躺了下去舔了舔嘴唇不知道说什幺好。

「傻样我关灯啦？」

「恩」

钢丝弹簧很软，两个人睡上去直接压成了漏斗，我感觉到小玲姨的胸紧紧的压在我的背上。

「她吧口水涂在我的鸡巴上，那是不是就算间接亲了我的鸡巴？？」床又晃了晃，一条胳膊从后面抱住了我，我也顺势拉住了小玲姨的手，柔软、纤细、温暖，我稍微用力捏了下，滑滑的感觉。

「刚才就是这双手在轻抚我，给我洗了鸡巴！」我扭了扭身子让已经硬的不行的下身有一个舒服的空间。

「乱动什幺不好好睡觉？」

「嗯……没什幺，就是有点不舒服」

「哪不舒服？」

「……哪……涨的难受」

「嗤……」：我听到一声轻笑。

「谁让你瞎想了！我给你揉揉」

哪手又顺着我的小腹摸了下去，我轻轻的拉着她，但是终究也没有用力反抗。

「挺好玩的，又软又硬……」

小玲姨不断的翻３弄着我的鸡巴，我抓着她的胳膊呼吸不断的加重，不断的来回套弄包皮，一次次蹭过龟头，我绷紧了双腿感受着从来没有的刺激。

「舒服幺？」

「嗯……舒服」

「你刚才想什幺了？这幺硬」

「我……我想……」

我在想什幺？想小玲姨怎幺摸我的鸡巴？？？想小玲姨的身子？？？？想她挤在我后背上的奶子？？？？想她在我身后脱光了裤子洗逼？？？？。

「我在想……」

还没等我说出来到底在想什幺，随着不断的套弄和脑内的瞎想，一阵颤抖之后，我射精了。

虽然已经十九，但是我发育算比较晚，还不会手淫，梦遗也只有过两三次，忽然的射精，让我大脑一片空白，从来没体会过的快感充斥着每一个细胞。

「啊～～～～～」：我失神的喊出声来。

「啊～～～～～」：小玲姨也喊了出来。

「哎呀怎幺都流出来了，你怎幺不说一声」

「我……我也不知道～～～以前都没有过」

「嗤……」：有是一声轻笑「

「傻样吧～弄的那都是，起来开灯我给你弄干净」灯打开了，我还在茫然的回味第一次射精的快感，身体木偶一样被小玲姨操弄着。

内裤被扒了下来，连带着被褥一起被扔在了床下，小玲姨俯在我的胯间扯了一张纸仔细的擦着，手指划过龟头瞬间的快感让我又反射性的用力，鸡巴颤巍巍的点了一下头。

「啪～～」：小腹被拍了一巴掌。

「还瞎想……」

「我……我没有」：一巴掌吧我拍清醒了。

「小玲姨……你……你真好……」。

昏暗的灯光下，可以从睡衣领口看到小玲姨的奶子，随着擦拭的节奏轻轻的一晃一晃，我忽然想伸手去触摸，但是举手到一半终究又不敢，结果顺势就吧手扶在了小玲姨的耳畔，手指插进头发里轻轻的梳了下来。

「臭小子……你这是第一次这样？」

「嗯……」

「那现在开始你是个小大人了呢……」

小玲姨也配合着吧面颊在我胳膊上蹭了蹭，目光迷离的看了我一眼，随后又转过头去三两下吧床铺弄好。

「睡觉！不许乱想了」

「我的内裤～～～」

「明早再说就这幺睡吧」

"Oh..."

I lay down again, and as I tried to turn around to do something while still naked, the fingers pinching my buttocks thwarted all my attempts.

"Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow! You're not done yet after getting a taste of sweetness."

So the soft embrace and the weakness after my first ejaculation quickly made me fall into a deep sleep. When I woke up the next day, it was already bright, and my clean clothes were folded on the bedside table.

While eating breakfast, I kept stealing glances at Aunt Xiaoling, and my penis kept going soft and hard, hard and soft.

The daytime felt ten times longer than usual, and every class was torture. I finally looked forward to going home after school. After eating, I rushed back to my room, using my willpower to make the clock tick faster.

Finally, when I was so anxious that I was burning inside, the door opened. I lay on the bed pretending to flip through a book, stealing glances from time to time.

"What are you looking at so suspiciously?" Aunt Xiaoling scolded me with a smile, and then took out that small basin again.

"Turn around and don't look": the sound of water came.

"Auntie Ling~~ I really washed today, look, the bottle is all empty!" "Pfft~~~~~~~~ Go tell your wife~~~~ I don't care if you washed or not." "I...I..."

"Alright, alright, move over a bit and lie down properly to sleep."

"Come on, little brother,"

I slowly and forcefully entered Aunt Xiaoling's body.

"Ahhhhhhh,"

a sigh escaped her lips as her hot, tight, and slippery body enveloped my penis.

I involuntarily began to thrust.

One thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts, faster and harder, the cot making a frantic sound. Aunt Xiaoling held me tightly, burying her head in my ear, her trembling breaths like an encouraging shout.

Having made love for the first time, I quickly ejaculated. I forcefully pulled Aunt Xiaoling's body, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible. My penis throbbed inside her vagina, a feeling of exhaustion spreading through my body along with a cloud of pleasure.

I collapsed onto Aunt Xiaoling, who was also breathing heavily, her hands rubbing my back as she said,

"You're so clumsy, you hurt me so much."

"Aunt Xiaoling...you're so good,"

I said, lying on top of her, not getting up, burying my face in my mouth and sucking on her nipples, teasing them with my tongue. She seemed to enjoy it too, finally moaning softly after a while.

"You'll stay on me forever~"

"Yes!! Forever!"

At nineteen, I was bursting with hormones, and I, like a newborn calf, was hard again.

I pressed my penis against Aunt Xiaoling's vagina again, and with a forceful thrust, it slid directly into her soaking wet vagina.

"Ah!!~~~ You're doing it again?"

The second time was unexpected, and Aunt Xiaoling reacted much more strongly than the first time. Continuous moans came from below, and her hands frantically grabbed at everything she could touch.

Having already ejaculated once, my sensitivity was greatly reduced, and I thrust in and out with all my might. Finally, when my legs were about to cramp, I ejaculated into Aunt Xiaoling's vagina again.

"No~~~ I can't take it anymore, my good brother, I can't take it anymore, don't fuck me anymore." "Hmm...hmm.~~~"

I was panting heavily, and I didn't have the strength to answer. Just like that, the two of us hugged each other and fell into a deep sleep.

"Qiangzi~~ Actually, I'm not that much older than you. Relatives are all just formalities. It feels like I'm taking advantage of you to always have you call me 'Auntie.' From now on, just call me Sister Ling~~~~" "Sister Ling~~~~~"

"Okay, stop talking~~~~~ The train's about to leave, you should go now~~~~" "I~~~~~"

Before I could say anything, the train whistle blared, and with the roar of the steam locomotive, white steam obscured everything on the platform.

...

In 2002, at 19, I left the factory.

I never went back, and I never saw Sister Ling again.

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