My cousin's aunt

My cousin's aunt and I both turned thirty, and my cousin finally got married in his final year of thirties. As one of the "ten brothers," I was always the vanguard for the wedding and the drinking party. My cousin and his wife's families lived in different places, so after the wedding at my cousin's house, our two-car wedding procession headed to his wife's hometown. One was a Buick Regal, and the other a Dongfeng minivan, both cars packed full. All the passengers were my cousin's close relatives. The four-hour drive was filled with laughter and conversation as we embarked on our journey. Once on the highway, the ride became smoother, and those who had drunk too much started snoring softly, but the chatter of the women and children in the car didn't stop. I held my phone, wearing earphones, listening to music and browsing my favorite online magazine, "Night Dynasty." Pressing against my thighs was my cousin's aunt—Aunt Hua's ample buttocks. Aunt Hua and the other women in the front row chattered away, occasionally bursting into unrestrained laughter. Suddenly, her thick, black ponytail swung, strands brushing against my face. Aunt Hua shifted her position, the tight space causing her fair thighs, exposed by her short skirt, to rub against my jeans. Aunt Hua turned to me, slapping my leg as I removed my earplugs. "XX, look, your brother's already married! When are you going to your wedding?" Aunt Hua asked with a grin. "Don't worry, none of you will be able to escape. If your red envelopes are too small, I won't offer you any drinks," I joked, trying to smooth things over with Aunt Hua and the other women. "Do you have a girlfriend? I've never seen you bring a girl home," Aunt Hua pressed. "I'm just a working-class guy, no money for a girlfriend. Poverty makes everything miserable. I'll talk about it when things are better," I replied, too lazy to argue, and simply being honest. "Just find one for fun first, you can earn the money later," Aunt Hua said, quite philosophically. "I need to save up for dates, okay?" After gaining a sense of victory from me, Aunt Hua released her sharp tongue and turned to the front row, laughing and joking again. This brief exchange came to an end, but Aunt Hua's maneuvering left me with a considerable aftereffect—and sure enough, my little guy stood up to express his dissatisfaction. Aunt Hua is in her early forties and works as a bank teller. Once, I was playing at my cousin's house, and she came over for lunch after work. I saw her in her uniform; because she wasn't voluptuous, she didn't have the kind of effect you see in AVs. Instead, it was her pair of delicate and shapely stockinged feet peeking out from her straight trouser legs that left a deep impression on me. Aunt Hua is of medium build; if there's one thing that stands out about her, it's probably her personality. Everyone knows how inefficient bank tellers are, so it's common for people to start cursing on the spot. Aunt Hua was no pushover; the two women exchanged barbs through the glass wall: "You fucking stinking old hag, come out here if you dare!" "You fucking bastard, if I don't come out, what can you do!" I'm not a mother-son freak, but articles about mothers and sons having sex are my absolute favorite, bar none. I've actually had relationships with two women, one forty-one and the other forty-five. Normally, when I see a young, glamorous woman, my gaze doesn't linger long; sometimes I even let out a disdainful sigh because of her low quality. But if it's a married woman, a mature woman, or a mother, even if she's plain-looking, I'll patiently appreciate her, feeling either regret, admiration, or even drooling. Because once a woman has experienced marriage and love, and is imbued with the glow of motherhood, I cherish her dearly and hold back. Because of my attraction to mature women, this journey was both painful and blissful. My corpora cavernosa remained engorged, and prostatic fluid slowly seeped from my urethra, drying on my underwear. Pulling on it caused a sharp pain in the tender skin that was stuck to it, and then more fluid seeped out. Aunt Hua was quite generous; when she got tired, she leaned slightly against me, leaving me frozen in place, unable to move. I was afraid of startling her, afraid of ending this rare intimacy. At five o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the restaurant arranged by my cousin's family. We sat down at two tables, and after some polite greetings, we ate and drank. Aunt Hua didn't sit at my table; our table was mainly for drinking. Everyone toasted and laughed, making quite a scene. After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, I put down my chopsticks, slightly tipsy. Under the next table, a dark green dress draped over Aunt Hua's pale thighs. This carefree woman was actually spreading her legs, opening and closing them rhythmically. I never blush when drinking, but at this moment, I could feel my cheeks burning and turning red. After a satisfying meal, we drove to the hotel arranged by the other party. Seven rooms were booked in total. My cousin's father handed out room keys and assigned rooms to each person. A strange unease began to creep into my heart, and I couldn't pinpoint the source of this feeling. Whenever I entered a hotel room area, I would become excited, always fantasizing about what the men and women behind the doors were doing: talking, flirting, passionate caresses, oral sex, vigorous thrusting, ejaculation inside, swallowing semen, or perhaps discussing serious matters? Heh, an interesting voyeuristic tendency. But in today's environment, perhaps the restlessness from the alcohol was even stronger. Everyone was an adult man and woman—couples, mothers and daughters, buddies. After they were all assigned rooms, surprisingly, only Aunt Hua and I were left. Just as my cousin's father was feeling awkward, I pressed my beer-filled stomach and urged, "I'll share a room with Aunt Hua. Give me the key quickly, I can't hold it in any longer!" I snatched the key and went to open the door, not giving them time to consider. "Okay, I'll share a room with Xiao X," I heard Aunt Hua's soft voice as I entered the room. Just as I was secretly pleased with myself, the first problem arose: although it was a standard room with two beds, the bathroom design was clearly going for an ambiguous style—the bathroom door was made of transparent glass. My secret joy turned into doubt. What if Aunt Hua changed her mind? While I was considering this question, I was urinating when I heard Aunt Hua's footsteps coming from the hallway. She entered the room, turned around and closed the door, saw me standing there with my penis in my hand through the glass door, and walked through the porch into the room. Apart from the clatter of her high heels, Aunt Hua didn't make any other sound. Did she not realize it, or did she not care? I shook my penis, flushed, and walked into the room with a suspicious look on my face. Aunt Hua was looking around the room with her handbag, then sighed, "Not bad!" She threw the bag onto a bed by the window, then turned around and plopped down on the white mattress. I sat opposite her, took off my shoes, then propped myself up on my back on the bed. "What are we doing tonight?" Aunt Hua casually slipped off her white sandals, one foot resting on her other knee. "Let's rest a bit, then go shopping. It's my first time here, so let's check out the most bustling area." I turned to Aunt Hua and said, glancing at my raised leg. Because of the backlight, I could only see a small, dark patch. "My feet hurt so much! Ugh, let's go together later." Aunt Hua grumbled, rubbing her toes, and inadvertently glanced at my stomach. "Okay~" I looked down and saw that my penis was tented up. I could assure you it was just a natural effect of my jeans, but I didn't try to hide it. Instead, fueled by the alcohol, I swayed my hips and deliberately pushed it up, letting it stand there. The sky gradually darkened, the lingering warmth of the setting sun not enough to make me feel restless. I sat up in bed and staggered to the bathroom to wash my face. I instantly sobered up; the effects of dinner's alcohol had worn off, and in a word, I felt refreshed! Aunt Hua was sleeping on her side with her back to me, but she woke up while I was washing my face. She was lying on the bed, legs crossed, yawning and complaining, "I'm covered in sweat, it's uncomfortable to sleep!" "Go take a shower, then we'll go shopping," I said, feigning enthusiasm, like a shopping channel host encouraging the masses in front of their TVs. "I'll shower when we get back. I didn't bring any change of clothes, so we can buy some!" "Aunt Hua, you're so carefree! I didn't bring any clothes because it's too much trouble, but you didn't bring any because you planned this all along!" "Hehe, don't laugh at me, I'll just buy a pair of shorts (underwear)." We got ready, called the rest of our group, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the busiest shopping street. Of the group, only Aunt Hua was a woman; once we arrived, the others went off to buy whatever they wanted. I've always been afraid to go shopping with women, but today, I acted completely out of character. Standing before Aunt Hua, I puffed out my chest, tucked in my stomach, straightened my clothes, and raised an arm in a gentlemanly gesture: "Aunt Hua, let me be your humble servant tonight!" "Oh, such unsolicited kindness, there's something fishy going on." "Don't worry, don't worry, I just want some free ice cream." "Ha~""Okay, this little customer is no problem." Aunt Hua naturally took my arm, and we walked side by side. Aunt Hua was about 160 cm tall, and standing next to me, she was a perfect balance of height and presence. I felt a flutter in my heart, and my steps seemed a little unsteady. We weren't buying anything; Aunt Hua and I wandered among the dazzling array of counters. Whenever Aunt Hua liked something, we would go up and take a closer look, then discuss the quality, style, and price with her. Along the way, we visited all the major and minor brand-name counters in the mall. I've seen the sights of women shopping together before, and with Aunt Hua's outspoken and talkative personality added to the mix, I expected the scene to be quite awkward. Surprisingly, when Aunt Hua took my arm, she transformed into a gentle and refined lady. At 9:30, the mall's announcement came over the loudspeaker that there was still half an hour until closing. Aunt Hua and I were on the elevator from the fifth floor to the fourth floor; the fourth floor was for "ladies' wear, girls' wear, lingerie, pajamas, etc." We stopped on the fourth floor. Aunt Hua said, "Wait here for me, I'll just buy something and come right back." "I'll go with you." Without waiting for Aunt Hua's reply, I gently pulled her arm and started walking. I led Aunt Hua to a charming lingerie store. Aunt Hua was surprised, "You knew what I wanted to buy!" "You told me at the hotel. Young people still have that much of a memory~" Aunt Hua chuckled and followed me into the lingerie store. I was a little overwhelmed by the variety of lingerie, but considering this was also a test for me, I wanted to get a high score in Aunt Hua's eyes, so I picked up a pair of purplish-gray panties. The simple, comfortable feel came from my palm and fingertips. They were boxer briefs with seamless hems. I held them up and asked Aunt Hua's opinion with my eyes. Aunt Hua made her decision, "Good taste, this is it." The sales clerk wrote down the order while praising me for being filial, even buying lingerie for my mother. I chuckled, and Aunt Hua remained silent, offering no comment. I took the receipt and headed straight for the cashier. Aunt Hua chased after me, trying to rummage through her bag for the money, but I quickly stepped aside, saying I'd pay for it first. I led Aunt Hua to McDonald's on the first floor, wanting her to pay for my ice cream. Aunt Hua pulled a fifty-yuan note from her bag and handed it to me, saying, "Go buy it yourself." I took it without ceremony, then queued up and bought three ice cream cones, returning the remaining money to Aunt Hua. "Why did you buy so many!" "One for you, two for me." "I don't want any, it'll upset my stomach." "Well, I can't finish three anyway, wasting food is shameful~" Helpless, Aunt Hua took one, and I ate it as we walked. We hailed a taxi on the way back to the hotel. Back in the room, Aunt Hua threw her bag on the bed and collapsed onto it, exclaiming how exhausted she was. "Of course you'll be tired after walking so much in those high heels, Aunt Hua. Why don't you take a shower first?" Aunt Hua agreed, peeled the shoes off her tender feet, took out the underwear I had picked out for her from her bag, crumpled it in her hand, and walked barefoot into the bathroom. I was secretly hoping that Aunt Hua wouldn't wash her underwear right after her shower; I wanted to smell its original scent, lick its secretions, and then ejaculate. When I heard the rustling of clothes being undressed and the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Aunt Hua opened the door and told me not to come in. Hehe, I almost forgot that the bathroom door was glass. When Aunt Hua came out wearing that dark green dress again, I shouted that I couldn't hold it in any longer and rushed into the bathroom—intending to retrieve Aunt Hua's "relics." I searched every corner of the bathroom but found nothing I wanted, and was extremely disappointed. After making some noise to flush the toilet and leaving the bathroom, I saw a milky-white pair of panties hanging on the windowsill. I slumped onto the bed, and Aunt Hua pulled a wooden comb from her bag, leaned against the headboard, and began combing her pale yellow hair. "Go wash up, you're all sweaty." "That's not sweat, that's men's cologne." "Nonsense!" I lazily got up, took off my short-sleeved shirt and jeans, leaving only black briefs covering my semi-erect penis. As I walked into the bathroom, I caught Aunt Hua glancing at me out of the corner of my eye before turning back to the TV. Without the stimulation of Aunt Hua's used panties, even with the warmth of hot water and shower gel, masturbating was utterly uninteresting. Not having ejaculated, I stopped what I was doing with my left hand. I dried myself off, still wearing my black briefs, and returned to bed with my semi-erect penis. "Why don't you buy a pair too? Wearing your current underwear is more comfortable." "I haven't sweated much all day, so there's no smell." "Of course, your underwear smells good!" "It used to smell after I peed, but after I had my foreskin cut, there's no smell at all." "You're quite perceptive." "Men are fine, but you women need to pay special attention. The smell of your underwear directly reflects your health." "Wow, you know quite a lot!" "Just kidding, my knowledge of hygiene is enough to teach you~" "Don't talk nonsense!" "You think I don't know just because I don't have a girlfriend?" "Tell me, what do you know!" "I know how to make a woman feel good." Like I'd been injected with adrenaline, I blurted out those words without thinking. Aunt Hua's face stiffened, her tone faltering: "Oh dear, my feet hurt, I'm too lazy to answer you." "Then let me massage them for you, and see if what I said is right~"Before Aunt Hua could hesitate, I stood up, my semi-erect penis clearly visible beneath my underwear. Without a second thought, I sat down at her feet. Aunt Hua immediately closed her legs, looking extremely uncomfortable. I'm usually a rather composed person, rarely prone to impulsive actions. But in this ambiguous situation, after holding back for so long, it was difficult for me to maintain my composure. At that moment, I didn't bother analyzing her feelings; I had only one thought—to get close to Aunt Hua and possess her body. I grasped her left foot with my right hand, supporting her heel with my left, and lifted it slightly. Finding it a bit difficult, I shifted my hips forward a little, placing her bare foot on my bare thigh. A cool sensation instantly traveled to my brain, then back to my skin, causing my penis to twitch subtly, without Aunt Hua noticing, and become even more erect. Aunt Hua awkwardly pulled her left leg back, saying embarrassedly that it wasn't necessary. I was incredibly excited. The room's furnishings, the arrangement of things, Aunt Hua's flushed cheeks across from me, the young man holding her delicate feet—it all seemed a little distant from my own reality. But the young man's rapid heartbeat, his struggling composure, his suppressed breathing—all felt so real to me. His hands mechanically kneaded Aunt Hua's feet repeatedly. It wasn't until Aunt Hua whispered, "It feels a little good," that I was pulled back to reality. I looked away from her bare feet, raised my head, and bravely looked at Aunt Hua. She met my gaze briefly before looking away again. The turbulent emotions within me and my own self-control made my voice low and somber. "Comfortable, isn't it?" "Mmm..." "Actually, I like looking at your feet." "What's so beautiful about feet!" "You don't even know what's beautiful about yourself, how can you be a woman?" "You little bottom, tell me, what's beautiful about my feet? Teach me how to be a woman!" "Your feet are well-proportioned, plump but not fat, with fair skin, the veins on the instep aren't prominent, the color is subtle, the heels are rosy, although there's some rough skin, there are no calluses, the nails are full, transparent and shiny, the toe pads are round and plump, arranged in a pleasing way, but the length is even. When you hold them in your palm, they look like a row of white steamed buns with five cute horns. Don't you think they're beautiful!" "I didn't see that coming! I thought you were honest and didn't dare to pursue girls, I really didn't see that coming!" "As for how to be a woman, that can't be explained in a few words. But, very importantly, even the most ordinary woman should know where her beauty lies." "Hmm, that makes sense!" "Haha..." "Haha..." Just as Aunt Hua was still laughing, I slightly raised the jade-like foot in my hand, then leaned in and bit down on her middle two toes. Aunt Hua's laughter stopped abruptly. She was about to say something, but noticing my gentle gaze, she turned her head away, her eyes darting around, unsure of what to do. Because she had just taken a shower, Aunt Hua's feet had no smell except for a slightly warm, fleshy feel, which disappointed me a little. Aunt Hua's right leg, which had been curled up, was probably a little uncomfortable. She lifted it slightly, and the hem of her skirt almost reached her thigh, revealing a purplish-gray stain between her legs. My mouth continued moving, but my heart skipped a beat, and my manhood immediately reacted. This time it was a bit too loud, and Aunt Hua noticed. Aunt Hua tried to pull her left foot back from my hand with her left leg. I stopped her for a moment, but still gently placed it on the bed. "Xiao X, you're tired today, go to bed early." "Okay." I reluctantly returned to my own bed and turned off the TV. Aunt Hua turned off the bedside lamp, and we silently pulled the covers over ourselves, leaving only the whirring of the air conditioner in the room. Perhaps this would be the last time I had such a good opportunity. I didn't have much experience, and I'd never been forceful with anyone before. I often read articles on SIS describing how, after successfully forcing myself on someone, things went very smoothly afterwards. But Aunt Hua's attitude just now made me a little apprehensive. What if she resisted fiercely? There were so many familiar faces around. Should I give up? I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Anxiety rushed to my head. What could I do to get back to that bed? After thinking it over, I realized there was no foolproof way to relieve Aunt Hua's discomfort, but I knew this method would allow me to get back to that bed and touch Aunt Hua's body. I wrung out the hot water and folded the steaming towel into a rectangle. I quickly jumped to Aunt Hua's bedside, ignoring her, turned on the bedside lamp, and pulled back the covers. Before I could even gasp, the towel was already on Aunt Hua's lower abdomen. After the lights were turned off, there was a rustling sound coming from under Aunt Hua's blankets; it was the sound of her taking off her skirt. Aunt Hua was now naked from the waist up, her breasts exposed, and wearing the purplish-gray boxer briefs I had bought her. Her legs were slightly parted, her full mons pubis forming a fleshy mound, and in the center of her crotch, under the orange light of the bedside lamp, a faint damp patch was faintly visible. Aunt Hua lay on her back, a hot towel I had placed on her lower abdomen, her two small breasts flat against her chest, slightly spread to the sides, her nipples, about the size of a little finger, erect. Aunt Hua clutched at the blanket, trying to pull it back over herself. I hesitated for a moment, then pressed her hand down and put the blanket back on. Aunt Hua looked at me, and we looked at each other. I knelt on one knee at the edge of the bed, straddled her body with my other leg, and lay down on top of her pale flesh. We remained silent, staring at each other until my hard penis pressed against Aunt Hua's pubic area. Aunt Hua gasped and turned her head away. I moved slightly lower, burying my head directly in Aunt Hua's chest, inhaling deeply the air between us, afraid of letting out even a trace of her milky scent. Aunt Hua's breathing quickened, her hips twitched slightly, and I could clearly feel the friction from her pubic area on my lower abdomen, which made my penis even harder, feeling the glans pushing against the edge of my underwear. I kneaded her breasts with both hands, using my mouth and tongue to suckle on the left and nibble on the right. Aunt Hua clung to my arms, stroking my firm triceps. I looked up and smiled at Aunt Hua. I moved up, bringing my head closer, our lips meeting, our tongues intertwining, desperately sucking at Aunt Hua's sweet saliva. Aunt Hua responded passionately, her saliva wetting our chins. I slipped my tongue into Aunt Hua's ear, and she let out a soft cry. This trick never fails; it quickly arouses the other person's passion. I held onto Aunt Hua's earlobe, making a smacking sound. Aunt Hua's breathing gradually became rapid. My lips roamed over Aunt Hua's upper body, her ribs, her soft waist, her plump belly, and even her adorable belly button, leaving trails of my saliva. I lifted Aunt Hua's buttocks, kneeling beneath her, and spread her legs apart. Aunt Hua's crotch was already soaked. "Aunt Hua, I've missed you for so long." "You have ulterior motives." "The moment I saw you this morning, I wanted to smell your crotch." "Smells good, doesn't it?" "I can't get enough!" I bit down on the tender flesh of her groin, and Aunt Hua gasped. I gently bit and sucked. Aunt Hua said not to suck, that I shouldn't leave a red mark. I then brought her legs together, pressed her soles together against my face, and sucked hard. "You're a dog! Sniff so hard!" "I want to sniff all night." "Then I'm going to sleep!" "Hehe..." I spread Aunt Hua's legs, reached out and hugged her waist, pressing my mouth and nose heavily against her genitals. Aunt Hua moaned softly. I sniffed all over Aunt Hua's buttocks; her genitals smelled fishy, but her anus had no smell. I used my tongue through her underwear to forcefully shove 99882 onto her anus.The video, titled "European and American Domestic Comprehensive Videos," showed Aunt Hua squeezing her thighs together and tightening her anus. The more she squeezed, the harder I thrust. "Don't lick there!" "I want it!" "Ah...uh..." I moved up a little and sucked hard on the wet spot. Aunt Hua cried out softly, her face already flushed red. The wet spot grew larger and larger. "Take off your underwear!" "Why?" "I don't have any underwear to change into tomorrow!" "Then don't wear it~" "Nonsense!" Aunt Hua stretched her legs straight up, and I took the opportunity to pull down her underwear. Faint pubic hair adorned the darkened peach blossom cave, the entrance was already wet, and there was a small polyp on her anus. The upper part of her labia minora was closed, with a few pubic hairs stuck to it, and her clitoris was half-covered by the foreskin. I opened my mouth and took it in, and a large amount of fishy saltiness entered my mouth. Aunt Hua could no longer speak at this time, her mouth was open, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she was moaning softly. "Aunt Hua, did you bring a condom?" "Who brings a condom when they're sending someone off to their wedding!" "Oh right, there's one on the sink!" "Silly boy! What did you say when you checked out?" "What should I do then?" "Don't worry, I have an IUD." "I'm coming in!" I chuckled. I rubbed my glans against the entrance and then thrust it in. Because we'd done enough foreplay, I didn't bother with any gentleness and started thrusting wildly. Aunt Hua cried out. I pressed down on Aunt Hua, my hands under her armpits, gripping her shoulders, ready to sprint. The sounds of slapping grew louder and louder in the room, my hot breath spraying directly onto Aunt Hua's mouth and nose. I gripped Aunt Hua's shoulders tightly, pounding her hips rapidly and violently. "Aunt Hua! Ah~ Aunt Hua!" "Mmm...uh-uh~" "Aunt Hua! Coming! Aunt Hua!" "Ah! Coming!" I pressed hard against Aunt Hua's vulva, thrusting in and out with each stroke. The next day, my cousin's father called me several times to wake me up. Aunt Hua was still fast asleep, her head resting on my arm, her hands and feet draped over my chest and thighs. Naked, I picked up the languid Aunt Hua and carried her into the bathroom. Together, we washed away the sweat, vaginal fluid, and my semen from her body. We didn't say much, cleaned up the toilet paper on the bedside table and floor, dressed ourselves, and left the room one after the other. [The End]

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