My first time was with my aunt.

My family lives in a rural area of a small mountainous county in Zhejiang Province. Our family wasn't well-off; we lived in a two-story brick-and-wood house with adobe walls,
typical I won't go into details, as it's irrelevant to the story. What I need to clarify is that the bedroom was on the second floor. There were two beds on the left; my parents slept in one, and the other was used when guests were present
. My bed was on the right side of the second floor, about 5.6 meters away from my parents' room, but there was no partition between them.

The story happened during my sophomore year of college, when I was 20.

She was a friend of my mother's, not yet 40, with two children, and her marriage had broken down; they hadn't lived together for many years. I called her "Auntie."
That year, at my mother's invitation, she spent the Spring Festival at my house.

Winter is a relatively quiet time, and the three of us, plus Auntie, made up a table. We played games like "Red Five," "Upgrading," and "Striving for the Top," and chatted. I
rarely did laundry at home; sometimes she would do it for me. Other than that, there wasn't much else.

Many things happen very suddenly, completely unexpectedly. Even today, I know it was real, but it feels like a dream. The facts
can't , but sometimes I really wish it was just a wet dream I had one night—a wet dream, not reality.

That day, another friend came and stayed overnight. When my aunt was there, she slept in the empty bed. Now there was another person, a man, and
a problem arose: where would they sleep? There was a large sofa downstairs that could be used as a bed, but it wouldn't be appropriate to ask a guest to sleep on the sofa.

The man was almost 30, still single, liked to joke, and was a bit of a rascal. That night, when it was time for bed, my mom asked how they were going to sleep. There was only one empty bed
. Whether the man really had ulterior motives or was just joking, he said, "You two don't need to worry about it, you sleep in your own bed, I'll sleep with '
Auntie '.

" My parents thought he was joking and said, "Then you two can sleep in one bed tonight." Well! This time the man was serious and barged into my aunt's bed. My aunt
refused. How could that be? A lone man and woman sharing a bed? That was going too far. So she insisted the man sleep with my dad, and my aunt with my mom.
The man insisted, saying, "I'll sleep here tonight. You decide what to do. Don't bother that couple. Why separate them?
They do their homework.

" After much arguing, nothing came of it. Maybe their words spurred me on, or maybe I didn't want the man to actually sleep with my aunt. I couldn't take it anymore and said, "Stop
arguing. Auntie, sleep with me tonight. You sleep on my other side."

Unexpectedly, my aunt agreed, saying she'd sleep with me, just not with him. My parents also agreed. So my aunt came to my bed, took off her coat, and
crawled under the covers, lying on my other side.

There were two lights on the second floor, connected in series, with only one switch on my parents' side. After my aunt lay down, she asked my parents to turn off the light.

The lights went out, and it was pitch black all around. It was my familiar bed, my familiar space, but now, there was a woman in my bed, sleeping at
the other end of the bed. Her feet were beside my hand, and my body was pressed against hers. She even carefully tucked the blanket around me, afraid my feet would get cold.

My head suddenly started racing...

Don't laugh at me, but before that day, I was still a virgin. Although I sometimes read erotic novels or
masturbated , I had never actually been with a real woman. My first girlfriend in junior high was purely a spiritual relationship. My high school girlfriend—we kissed, I took off her
top, played with and kissed her breasts, and so on—but I never took off her pants.

On a side note, during the May Day holiday of my senior year of high school, my girlfriend came to visit me. I rented a small apartment outside the school, and we spent two nights together. I
was naked except for my underwear, while she clung to her jeans. Countless times I reached for the buttons, and countless times she pulled my hand back to her chest.

She said, "Darling, on our wedding day, I'll give you my whole body, okay?"

Foolish me, thinking I should respect her wishes, I held back for two days and didn't sleep with her! I didn't sleep with her at all!!! Thinking about it now, I really regret it.

My current girlfriend was introduced to me by a friend when I was in the army, but we only texted and called each other, never met in person.

After I was discharged, we met. At first, I didn't even dare to hold her hand. The first night, in the hotel, I stripped my girlfriend down to her underwear,
but still couldn't cross that line. The second night, after learning from my experience, I finally succeeded, hehe.

I advise friends with similar mindsets: if you have the opportunity, don't miss it. You think it's respecting her, but in her heart,
she might be blaming you for not having the courage, wondering why you didn't take her when you had the chance. Now, back to the point.

Feeling another person's warmth, another woman's body heat, my blood started flowing faster, and I began to feel restless.

I tentatively rubbed my foot against my aunt's body, but she didn't react. Wasn't this just to embolden me? I deliberately rolled over, pressing my knee between her
thighs. I was very nervous and a little scared; I didn't dare move. After a while, my aunt still didn't move. I wondered what she was thinking. She
probably wouldn't fall asleep so quickly, so her lack of reaction meant she consented. So, I pressed my knee further against the base of her thighs, reaching her
pubic area. A warm sensation spread from my knee, but my aunt didn't move.

I started to get aroused. I gently placed my hand on her thigh, stroking it, little by little, until my hand reached the base of her thighs, that mysterious
pubic area, the place I'd seen countless times in porn.

However, my aunt was wearing underwear, and over that, she wore tight pants. I groped around, feeling the plump, rounded mound beneath my fingers, sliding down to
a faint cleavage… I… I think…

Auntie still didn't move, didn't turn over, didn't resist, just lay there motionless.

My movements became larger and more forceful, groping and squeezing Auntie's rounded mound, the gradually becoming more distinct cleavage. All the blood in my body rushed
to my fingertips, to my penis, swelling, swelling…

I was certain that with my vigorous movements, and with me touching her sensitive areas, Auntie definitely wasn't asleep, and she wasn't resisting.

She was also yearning, she was waiting for me to fuck her!

I wanted to fuck her!

Suddenly, I recklessly crawled from under the covers to Auntie's side, not caring if she screamed or resisted, not caring if my parents heard
the noise , not caring if there was a stranger sleeping opposite me, I was going to fuck my Auntie, with my penis, to fuck her long-desolate pussy!

My aunt was startled when she saw me suddenly crawl over to her side. She grabbed me and whispered in my ear, "You're so brave! How did you get over here?" I was too scared to open my eyes.
I didn't know if she was angry at my boldness or if she was yearning for me, so I could only answer with my actions.

I used my knee to pry open her thighs, pressing against her vulva, holding her tightly with one hand, and with the other, I lifted her bra, grabbed her breasts, and
kneaded and squeezed them forcefully.

Her breasts weren't very full, just big enough for my hand to grasp, and they were slightly sagging; after all, she was almost 40 and
a mother of two. But perhaps because she had been single for many years, her breasts were still very firm.

To be honest, I was really scared at that moment, because there was no wall separating my parents' house from mine. Sometimes when my parents were doing it at night, even though they were very careful
not to make any noise, I could still vaguely hear some strange sounds. Fortunately, my aunt was very cooperative, even more so than I expected.

She stopped talking, just held me tightly with both hands, groping to take off my bra, and leaned in, breathing heavily, kissing my face haphazardly.

Perhaps Auntie had truly been barren for too long, without a man for far too long. Women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties, and she, in the prime of her life, had endured
so many years of living a life of widowhood. Later, I thought, if it had been that man instead of me sleeping with her that night, they probably would have had sex too.

I finally felt relieved, let go, and took off my own underwear. Auntie was much faster than me, quickly removing her own underwear and tight pants
.

We embraced, our upper bodies pressed tightly together, Auntie's breasts against my chest. My body trembled slightly; I felt a little dizzy, even unsure if I was in reality
or a dream.

I caressed Auntie's breasts, my lower body pressing against her vulva through my pants. At that moment, I was truly flustered.

Auntie started kissing me again, using one hand to help me remove my thermal underwear and panties. Auntie kissed my lips, using her tongue to part my teeth, swirling it around,
sucking on it.

I suddenly felt very passive. I didn't like kissing her because I only wanted to have sex with her. So after a few minutes of kissing, I pulled away, crawled
under , and started sucking on her breasts. My left hand slipped inside her panties and finally touched that mysterious triangle I had been longing for.

Her vulva was full and plump, with not much hair, and it was soft and pressed against her vulva. My fingers slid down and touched a protrusion, which was very elastic. I rubbed it a couple of
times, and her breathing suddenly became much heavier, which startled me. I thought to myself, this must be the legendary clitoris. Unfortunately, I couldn't see it under the covers, so I didn't dare
to tease . My fingers slid down into her cleft. Her legs were half-supported, and her vagina was already wet.

Imitating scenes from porn, I inserted my middle finger into her vagina and moved it in and out. She moved her lower body in rhythm with my movements.
More and came out, overflowing from my fingers and slowly flowing down her vaginal opening, dripping onto the sheets. The aunt's body writhed, panting, trying her best to suppress her
cries.

In just a few minutes, her lower body was a mess. I secretly pulled out my middle finger, brought it to my nose, wanting to smell the scent of her vaginal fluid, but I couldn't detect anything
special; the bed already reeked of a lewd aroma.

Afraid I wouldn't last long on my first time, I wanted to stimulate her more with my finger first. Unexpectedly, she couldn't resist, cupping my head and
whispering in my ear, "Strong, quick, fuck me! Don't use your hand, get on top, I want your cock."

I had been enduring this for a long time, and upon hearing this, I immediately flipped over and straddled her, thrusting my cock forcefully against her vulva.

Completely inexperienced, my cock, for the first time, landed squarely on her lower abdomen, way off course. After adjusting, it finally hit
her vulva, but the glans slid down to the side of her labia minora the vaginal fluid. My face flushed red. Luckily, it was dark, and the aunt couldn't see; it was incredibly embarrassing.

I tried to push in several more times, but it slipped open each time. Auntie got impatient and whispered, "Don't rush, go in slowly." She put one hand around my thigh to support my penis,
aimed the glans at her opening, and began thrusting, swallowing my penis.

Instantly, my penis was enveloped in a warm, moist sensation—it felt so good! I almost ejaculated on the first thrust.

Auntie's vagina wasn't very tight; having had two children, it's understandable. Luckily, she'd been single for so long, otherwise it probably would have loosened up. I thrust forcefully,
every nerve in my body tense. The intense stimulation from my penis reached my brain, and there was only one word: amazing!

I thrust harder, and Auntie spread her legs wide, allowing me to penetrate even deeper, her lower body desperately responding to my thrusts.

We dared not breathe loudly, pulling the blanket over our heads. Our passion was intense, yet we could only proceed with extreme caution. We could hear every sound of our bodies colliding.
A few thrusts were too forceful, causing Auntie's vulva to make squelching sounds, startling us and making us pause before reducing the intensity of our thrusts.

A warm, almost imperceptible suction emanated from my glans; the walls of her vagina gripped my penis tightly. I felt my blood and semen
rushing towards my glans. Suddenly, Auntie gasped, her legs wrapping tightly around my waist. She cupped my buttocks with her hands and pushed me forcefully towards her vulva.
Stimulated , I immediately ejaculated, thrusting twice heavily, a thick stream of semen gushing out and into Auntie's vagina.

I lay on top of Auntie, one hand cupping my buttocks, the other gently stroking my back. I felt like my whole body was exploding,
starting with my penis still inside Auntie's vagina, it exploded with a "boom," shattering into pieces, leaving me unable to move, unable to withstand any more stimulation, only able to
lie on top of Auntie.

After about 5 minutes, my penis went soft, so I got off Auntie, lay down next to her, and pulled the blanket over my head.

Auntie whispered in my ear, "Qiang, was it good?"

I whispered back in her ear, "I felt so good, like an explosion."

Auntie said, "Qiang, I like you so much, you made Auntie feel so good, I just came once."

I didn't understand what "came once" meant, so I asked. Auntie grabbed my limp penis and said, "Yours, it was so big and hard just now, it made
Auntie feel so good, it almost killed me, and now it's so small."

I didn't say anything, one hand touching her breast, the other hand fiddling with her vulva.

My aunt stroked my entire body, occasionally fiddling with my penis. Suddenly, she asked me, "Have you ever been with another woman before?"

I said no, this was my first time.

My aunt seemed very happy, kissed me a few times, and said, "Then let Auntie teach you properly, let you practice."

I hummed in agreement.

I didn't dare to speak; after the passion subsided, I was a little scared. Had my parents heard us? Were they asleep?

Stimulated by my aunt, after a while, I got an erection again. My aunt stroked my penis, a little surprised, "You're up again so quickly?" I thrust into her.
After a couple of thrusts, Auntie asked if I wanted more, and I said yes.

So I mounted her again, this time with practiced ease, diligently working with my fingers the whole time. A warm, moist sensation enveloped me, soft and
gentle, a very comfortable feeling.

This time I wasn't in such a hurry, and I had a little more experience, slowly thrusting, savoring the pleasure of sex. Auntie was still very enthusiastic, moving
her lower body in sync with my thrusts. Since I had just ejaculated, the pleasure from my glans wasn't as intense as before, so I simply straightened up and thrust into
Auntie's vagina even harder, trying to find the feeling again.

Sex is truly a strenuous activity; I went at it hard for over ten minutes, but I was too tired, so I gradually slowed down.

Auntie noticed and asked if I was tired. I said yes. Auntie said, "Then why don't you lie on top of me and rest for a while?" I asked Auntie to come on top of me, and she
hesitated for a moment, "Is this okay?" I said okay, pulled my penis out, and lay down to one side. Auntie shifted her body, letting me lie in the middle, then pressed herself
against me, spreading her legs and straddling me. She held my penis and inserted it into her wet vagina, slowly thrusting against me.

Perhaps Auntie wasn't very good at this position; after less than ten minutes, she said, "Qiang, I'm not very good at this." I recovered and said,
"Let me do it," so we switched positions.

Because my penis had been constantly penetrating her vagina, it slid in all the way with a "squeak" when I entered again. I spread Auntie's legs wide, letting
her thighs open to their maximum extent, and my penis moved in and out of her vagina, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep. Soon, Auntie began to breathe heavily again, cupping my
buttocks with both hands and pressing them hard against her vagina. I knew she had reached orgasm, so I cooperated by pushing my penis as deep as possible into her vagina, thrusting forcefully for a while.

I felt another gush of fluid from Auntie's vagina, moistening my glans. Her pressing against my buttocks brought back the sensation of the first time. I began
to thrust Auntie's body tensed, her buttocks raised off the sheets.

Gradually, the pleasure surged again, and my whole body began to boil.

I wanted to fuck her!

I wanted to fuck her hard!

I wanted to fuck her to death!

I wanted to ejaculate inside her!

I wanted to conquer her!!!

I thrust faster and faster, and in less than five minutes, Auntie reached another climax, still in the same position, holding my buttocks as I thrust into her vagina. I finally couldn't hold back any
longer and erupted again, pressing Auntie down beneath me, thrusting violently until my penis reached the deepest part of her vagina, throbbing and trembling, spurting out streams of semen.

After this, I was exhausted, lying motionless on top of Auntie. Auntie stroked me, her vagina contracting and gripping me tightly.

After we got off, Auntie kissed me, "Qiang, you worked hard, you were great." I said, "Auntie, I felt very good tonight too." After a few more words, I was so tired that
I went back to my own bed to sleep.

Lying there, I felt a bit scared, my mind a jumbled mess. My aunt's hand reached over and touched my penis. I knew she hadn't had enough in so long and was definitely still
unsatisfied, but I was just too tired and drifted off to sleep. My aunt kept holding my penis.

The next morning, my dad woke me up and took me to my grandma's house for the New Year. While waiting for the car, I felt a slight ache in my penis. Hehe,
it really worked hard last night.

After that, I didn't see my aunt again. I heard that she went to her mother's house the next day. When I was at my grandma's house, she called my house to ask if I was back
yet. When my mom relayed the message to me, I was shocked. [The End]

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