My Aunt and I's Two Days and Three Nights [Full Text]

My Two Days and Three Nights with My Aunt

[Full Story] This year
during

the May Day holiday, I went home. As usual, I visited relatives and friends. When I arrived at my aunt's house, only she
was home. It turned out my uncle had taken my cousin on a trip, and my aunt hadn't gone because she wasn't feeling well.

My aunt, as always, warmly welcomed me, serving me tea, water, and peeling fruit. I felt a little awkward because
I often fantasize about her, and this time, being alone with her made me feel uncomfortable. My aunt, however, didn't seem to
mind ; she only treated me like a nephew.

My aunt was originally wearing a black skirt and a red short-sleeved crew neck shirt at home, but after I arrived, she went to
her room and changed into red pajamas. She kept urging me to eat fruit, and I politely complied. Unexpectedly,
because I rarely go home, I felt strangely distant seeing my dearest aunt.

Just then, my aunt bent down to peel fruit for me, and her breasts were immediately exposed,
revealing two snow-white hemispheres and a deep cleavage through her bra. My penis instantly became erect. My aunt then squatted down
to peel more fruit for me, her open neckline continuing to reveal her cleavage. I secretly glanced at her, my heart pounding, and I couldn't help but
swallow . I was afraid my aunt would see, so I would steal a few glances and then pretend to look elsewhere.

At this moment, my aunt seemed to notice something. She pulled up her collar, gave me the peeled fruit
to eat, and then turned on the TV for me.

My aunt said, "You watch TV, I'm going to rest for a bit. We'll have dinner here. Don't
go home , your uncle and his family are out having fun, the rooms are all empty, just stay here for the night."

I casually hummed in agreement, my mind wandering, fantasizing about my aunt's body, especially those two
white .

My aunt went into the room, and I secretly peeked in; she hadn't closed the door.

After about ten minutes, seeing no movement from my aunt's room, my lust intensified.

I quietly went to the balcony, where my aunt's clothes were hanging out to dry—her underwear and bra were both there. My eyes
widened at the sight. I first took a few pictures of the bra with my phone, then grabbed it and began to rub and lick it, as if
I were caressing and licking my aunt's full breasts. The purple lace bra, judging by its size, was probably a large cup size; its size and color
were very arousing to men.

I left saliva on it, knowing that the next time my aunt wore it, we would indirectly have an intimate relationship. Even if
we couldn't actually have sex, I could still have a sexual relationship with her in my mind.

I also quickly rubbed my penis, but didn't ejaculate, afraid of the mess.

Another ten minutes passed, and I couldn't concentrate on watching TV anymore. I tiptoed to my aunt's door,
listened—it was quiet—and slowly went in. I saw my aunt on the bed, lying on her back, without
a blanket.

I was tormented by lust, and somehow mustered the courage to sneak up to her and
sit on the edge of the bed. My heart was pounding. My aunt's breasts rose and fell gently—this was
the beautiful body I had longed for for eight or nine years! Should I give up this opportunity? If I did, I might
never have another chance.

My mind was in turmoil, but my hand trembled as I reached for my aunt's breasts. I touched them lightly
, just gently feeling their shape, but my penis was already throbbing with blood.

I moved closer to my aunt's face, gently inhaling her lips and neck. My aunt was so beautiful. I wanted to press
myself against her , tear off her clothes, make love to her wildly, thrust forcefully into her vagina, and then
release all my years of longing into my uterus with my semen. But I didn't dare. I didn't even have the courage to kiss her. I
reached my right hand to my crotch, grabbed my penis, and started rubbing it. Even if we couldn't have sex, just being able
to ejaculate was enough to satisfy me. Even though there were pants in between, the pleasure was still intense.

After rubbing for only a few seconds, my aunt suddenly opened her eyes. My mind went blank, and I
froze , but quickly and stammered, "Aunt, you...you're not covered...by the blanket," I...I
pointed to the computer in the room and said, "I came over...to play on the computer."

My aunt nodded thoughtfully and said, "Oh, go ahead and turn it on, but don't play for too long, it's bad for
your eyes ."

I hummed in agreement, my legs trembling slightly as I turned on the computer.

My aunt rolled over, turning her face away.

I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like I'd fallen from heaven to hell. My aunt must have discovered my misconduct. I felt frustrated
and intensely guilty, and I had no desire to go online.

Finally, dinner arrived. My aunt was busy in the kitchen, and I, still embarrassed by what had happened that afternoon,
didn't dare go in to help.

"Dinner's ready," my aunt called out.

At the table, we only chatted briefly about recent events.

"Your uncle opened a bottle of wine the day before yesterday, have some," she said, pouring me a large glass.

"Actually, wine has antioxidants and is good for beauty, Aunt, you should have some too," I said.

My aunt hesitated for half a second, then poured herself about eight-tenths full.

Savoring the fine wine, I surprisingly forgot all my worries. Perhaps it was
the euphoria , but my conversation with my aunt became more frequent. We shared a few interesting stories, and I felt as if I had returned
to my teenage years, innocently eating and playing at my aunt's house.

But as time passed, I had grown into a young man with normal sexual needs, and my aunt had also entered an
age of heightened desire. However, the thin veil of blood ties separated us like a mountain, keeping me, tormented by desire,
hundreds of miles away from my aunt.

It was past eight o'clock after dinner. I took a shower, watched TV, and chatted. My eyes darted around,
avoiding eye contact with my aunt for long, but I still harbored ulterior motives.

The conversation drifted to fortune-telling, and my aunt leaned in, took my hand, and began to read it, speaking with great expertise. I
didn't understand what she was saying, but I pretended to know as well and took her hand to look at it. The fragrance emanating from my aunt filled my
senses, making me feel both peaceful and uncomfortable.

We watched a TV series, and it was past ten o'clock when my aunt said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. At that moment,
the wind picked up outside, a gust of wind threatening rain. "

Go to sleep early," my aunt said before going to her room. I listened intently as she closed the door, but it seemed she hadn't
locked it. A strange excitement welled up inside me. I watched TV for another ten minutes or so, but I don't know what I watched.
I turned off the lights and lay down in the guest room.

But how could I possibly fall asleep?!

The wind outside rustled the flowers and plants on the balcony, and soon it started to rain. The rain was heavy, with thunder and lightning. I thought of scenes from adult novels set in such weather, and I tossed and turned even more. This
was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. My uncle would be back in a few days, and then I would never have another chance. Should I?!

My desire was burning so intensely that I could hardly bear it. Finally, I steeled myself and got up, timidly walking to my aunt's
door . I didn't know what I was going to do. I just wanted to get closer to my aunt. I hadn't even thought about
making love to her. My mind was a complete mess.

I slowly turned the lock. It wasn't locked. I quietly pushed the door open and went back to my aunt's side.

"Aunt," I called softly.

My aunt wasn't asleep. She mumbled a reply, "Hmm, what's wrong?"

I don't know where my intelligence came from, but I blurted out, "It's so windy over there, and the balcony is so noisy
. I want to sleep here, okay?"

I paused abruptly for two seconds.

"Okay, come on over." My aunt moved closer to me.

I couldn't believe it, but my heart pounded again. The afternoon's frustration and embarrassment vanished. Like I'd
received a royal decree, I clumsily and impatiently climbed onto the bed. This was the bed where my uncle used my aunt's body. The two of them
making love on this bed... In that instant, I imagined my aunt moaning beneath my uncle, and my uncle's
ethereal state after ejaculating into her vagina. I began to envy my uncle, even wishing he would never appear again.

The thunderstorm outside continued relentlessly. For about half an hour, I didn't dare move. I knew what I was about to do;
I was stepping into my dream of incest.

I turned to my aunt; she was still lying on her back, seemingly asleep. I gently teased her
feet with mine, and they twitched reflexively. I almost had the guts of a leopard, so I moved closer to my aunt.
After a moment's effort, I was pressed against her body. I gently placed my right hand on her stomach,
stroking it like a child drawing.

At that moment, I clearly heard my aunt swallow hard! This was a sign of sexual arousal and tension!
Several of my previous girlfriends had done the same; the first time they lay in bed with me, letting me do whatever I wanted, they also swallowed
nervously and excitedly, their breathing becoming heavier. My aunt's swallow revealed her unease and
helplessness; perhaps she wanted to stop me, but didn't know how.

I didn't care about any of that. I just wanted to take it further, further! As long as it went further, no matter how far
! Even if she stopped me right now, it would be enough. My lust for my aunt also contained a kind of love,
an illicit love for a beautiful woman.

Then, I found the light switch by the bedside, turned on the floor lamp in the corner at the foot of the bed, and dimmed it to the lowest setting. In
the dim light, I could admire my aunt's beauty. The faint light concealed her mature figure, making
her look like a stunningly beautiful thirty-year-old woman.

I touched her stomach for a while, then my hand naturally moved upwards, slowly reaching her breasts. Those two
high, firm breasts held countless dreams of mine. My hand on them felt
incredibly blissful. Afraid of moving too fast and incurring my aunt's wrath, I stopped, then
half-embraced her, and we lay there like that. Although my aunt's eyes were closed, her frequent swallowing and racing heart
betrayed her.

She never imagined her nephew would do such a thing, but now she didn't know what to do.

After a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes near her navel, first touching her waist
. There wasn't an ounce of fat; I'd always assumed my aunt would have a little, but now I
was quite surprised to see it.

Our illicit affair was almost crossing the line, but my aunt remained motionless.

My hand trembled noticeably. I reached for her breasts, one of her most private areas, and quickly touched her
bra. The bra fully encased her breasts, unlike my previous girlfriends who weren't fully developed
. My aunt's body was truly mature, far beyond what a woman in her twenties could possess. The fullness was
quite pleasant to touch, and I wasn't content with just touching the bra. I quickly slipped my hand inside and immediately pinched her
erect nipples. At that moment, my aunt gently shifted her body. I took the opportunity to slip my left hand under her pillow and
pull her into my arms. She felt like my new girlfriend, waiting for me to conquer her.

I didn't know the consequences. Right now, my aunt and I were just a lustful man and a
bewildered woman, able to temporarily forget everything and passionately engage in sexual intercourse.

I gently moved closer to her face, first intimately smelling and touching her neck and hair with my lips, then pressing them to
hers and gently kissing her. My aunt gasped, just like when I first kissed
my girlfriend . After a few kisses, she slowly opened her lips, and I took the opportunity to slip my tongue inside, sucking hard,
our saliva mingling together. But my aunt didn't take the initiative; she simply let me kiss her.

My lust grew stronger, and I reached my right hand down to her genitals, pressing it against her soft triangle. My aunt
grabbed I withdrew it and instead reached for her breasts, rubbing them. My aunt's breathing
grew heavier, and seeing an opportunity, I reached for her vulva again. She grabbed it again, but this time very gently. I gently
freed myself and began rubbing her vulva with my middle three fingers. My aunt's legs began to writhe, and I knew
the moment had come. I quickly pulled my right hand back, pulled off my shorts and underwear, and then lay on
top of . She groaned and turned her face to the side. I breathed heavily, focused solely on penetrating her quickly—just
penetration, I didn't care about anything else!

I pulled down my aunt's pajama bottoms and underwear, then pressed myself against her and kissed her. My engorged penis
was already pressed against her vulva; her pubic hair was soaking wet. True to her reputation as a sexually active mature woman, my aunt's body
writhed even more violently. Her lower body seemed to be trying to avoid my glans, but not by much. I easily pressed against her
vaginal opening again, my penis parting her labia. With a thrust of my hips, my entire penis slid inside. My aunt's brow furrowed slightly,
displaying the expression unique to women being penetrated. My penis, immersed in my aunt's vagina, felt the warm embrace...
At that moment, I was the luckiest and happiest person in the world!

Perhaps because it was so rare, I didn't thrust for a moment, but just lay on top of her, kissing her, feeling
her warmth below. My aunt's vagina was like my girlfriend with whom I had lived for two years—not very tight, after all,
it had been penetrated many times. Although not tight, it was extremely warm, and I could penetrate quickly, and the thrusting could last longer.

At that moment, I wanted to stay in this moment forever, tightly joined with my aunt, never to be separated.

After a few minutes, I felt my penis harden a little, so I began to thrust gently. My aunt still had her eyes
closed , but with each thrust, she opened her lips and began to moan softly. My dream of many years
had finally come true, and it came so quickly and smoothly. I almost doubted whether I was dreaming, but the real
pleasure surged with each thrust, and I knew it wasn't a dream.

Because I was in a hurry to penetrate her, my aunt's top wasn't off yet, but this was a different
kind
of pleasure compared to penetrating her completely naked. After a while, I took off my own top, and then went to take off my aunt's. Because I was undressing her while penetrating her, my aunt was completely disoriented. Soon, I took off her top and bra. That black lace
bra was my favorite, and the panties I had hastily taken off earlier also seemed to be black lace, so it was a set. My aunt
not only captivated me with her beauty, but even her clothing style was my favorite.

At this point, my aunt was completely naked, and her large breasts were a sight to behold. I marveled at my aunt's beautiful
body , pressing my entire body against hers forcefully, while my lower body kept thrusting in and out. I really wanted to become
one with her.

My aunt's moans grew a little louder, and her face began to show a slight expression of sexually aroused pain.

My penis thrust in and out of my aunt's vagina like a pile driver. I was immersed
in , watching the woman I had longed for moan and writhe beneath me. I felt a growing urge to ejaculate, so
I paused briefly, kissed my aunt, and softly called out, "Aunt."

My aunt opened her eyes slightly, as if drunk. She looked at me for a few seconds before turning her head away,
her face expressionless. I didn't know her state of mind, but when men and women are consumed by pleasure during intercourse,
they don't think about much else. I imagine that in my aunt's mind, only
the boundless pleasure of being penetrated by my penis was on full display.

My aunt's snow-white neck emitted a faint fragrance. I kissed her perfect earlobe, exhaling as I said,
"Aunt, I love you." Then I resumed my rapid thrusting.

My aunt gasped at the sudden thrusting, then closed her eyes again, savoring this
most beautiful thing in the world—sex.

Finally, the urge to ejaculate reached its peak. I couldn't stop, so I thrust a few more times, then let out a final groan and desperately pressed down on my aunt, shooting gushes of hot semen deep into her vagina
. I had left my mark on the body of the woman I had longed for all night; my aunt
was mine now! After ejaculating,

I lay on my aunt's limp body, enjoying the afterglow of my orgasm. This wasn't
a dream; I had indeed left my mark of love on this woman's vagina. My aunt was still breathing.

After a while, I withdrew my softened penis, turned off the floor lamp, and embraced my aunt. Night
fell .

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! Wasn't it supposed to be two days and three nights? It's only been one night! It shouldn't be finished yet, right? The author is still working on it for another day and two nights, looking forward to more exciting passages. Support! If the contradictions were more prominent, the female protagonist's inner struggles would be greater, her initial resistance stronger, and then her more unrestrained behavior in bed, making the conflicts more dramatic—that would be even more exciting! The author is still working on it for another day and two nights, looking forward to more exciting passages. Support! The title says two days and three nights, how come it only lasts one night? Perhaps due to her conservatism, the aunt's reaction to her nephew's lovemaking isn't very intense; there's a subtle beauty to it. A very good article. It feels like the author is slowly approaching the aunt step by step and finally succeeding! The more I read, the more exciting it becomes! Thanks for sharing!

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