Peeping at one's aunt's incestuous relationship

The year I was in my senior year of high school, my father was swept away by a devastating flash flood. My mother was there too, and seeing his head occasionally popping up in the churning waves, she panicked and jumped into the water to try and save him, but she too was swallowed by the flood. Just like that, I, who had been a good student, suddenly became an orphan without parents. With no source of income, I had no choice but to drop out of school and return to my hometown from the city. For a while, I knelt before my parents' coffins every day, crying my heart out, and almost contemplated suicide. Later, neighbors and relatives came to talk to me every day, and the village chief also came to comfort me daily, suggesting that I rent out our land to others to cultivate, and receive a share of the grain from them each year. The village chief was particularly concerned about me, fearing I might do something rash, so he persuaded me to go live with my aunt. My aunt had a tragic life; she had married my uncle, but less than a month later, he died in a car accident. Later, my aunt never remarried and lived alone. Don't underestimate my aunt; although she was past her prime, she was still fair-skinned and charming. Since becoming a widow, many men in the village had been pursuing her like lustful cats, and unable to bear the loneliness, she would sometimes half-heartedly engage in illicit sexual relations with them. In recent years, with the opening up of policies, the people in our village have become quite open-minded as well. One day, I led my aunt's water buffalo to the hillside to graze. Finding a lush green patch of grass, I let the buffalo graze and went to sit and enjoy the shade. It was midday, and cicadas were chirping incessantly in the trees. Suddenly, the water buffalo let out an excited bellow. Its call caught my attention. I stood up and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a magnificent bull cuddling with a cow… Seeing this, I was so stunned that my mouth gaped open. A moment later, I felt very uncomfortable and frantically looked around like a thief. Seeing no one was around, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But my heart was still pounding like a cat's claws. Although I was a teenage girl, I had attended high school and studied physiology and hygiene. I knew that my initial longing for sex meant that my burgeoning adolescence had quietly begun. At that moment, after watching the bull finish venting its desires, I was overcome with jealousy and suddenly felt a surge of anger. I picked up a fist-sized rock and threw it hard at the bull. The bull, hit, turned and glared at me before running down the slope and quickly disappearing into the dense woods. I laughed, feeling a sense of satisfaction! However, when I realized the cow was staring at me with resentful eyes, I inexplicably started crying. Just as I was crying my heart out, a little girl from the village ran over to tell me that my aunt was at home, warmly entertaining the village chief with a delicious meal. It might sound ridiculous, but in our village, the village chief wielded immense power. Deep in those remote mountains, he was like an emperor who could command the winds and rain. So I understand why my aunt was so hospitable to him. Besides, I'd overheard some villagers gossiping that my aunt and the village chief were old flames. I remember the little sister who came to tell me that day said she'd seen my aunt lavishly entertaining the village chief with homemade rice wine. Until sunset, after the village chief had eaten and drunk his fill, his lecherous eyes scanned my aunt from head to toe before finally settling his hungry, greedy gaze on her full breasts. My aunt understood, smiled coquettishly, and swayed her hips as she headed towards the bedroom. The village chief also stood up, chuckled, stroked his three-pronged beard, and eagerly followed her into the bedroom… That day, as darkness fell, I hurried back, leading the ox. When I got home, I herded the cows into the pen, tied up the gate, and just as I reached the front door, I heard my aunt crying out in pain. Thinking she had suddenly fallen ill, I hurried inside and pushed open the bedroom door. I was stunned! My aunt and the village chief were lying naked on the bed… their movements were just like those of two bulls and cows. When they noticed me, my heart pounded, and I turned and left the bedroom without a sound. About fifteen minutes later, the village chief, dressed, lifted the curtain and came out, chuckling dryly. He said to me, “Xiaoyu, are you settling in well at your aunt’s?” I nodded without speaking. The village chief said, “It’s good, it’s good. Actually, your aunt is a nice person.” With that, he waved and swaggered away. After the village chief left, my aunt, her face flushed, quietly came out of the bedroom and said to me, "Yu, wash your hands and eat. Auntie will heat up the food for you." Then, humming a little tune, she went into the kitchen. While eating, although I chewed the food in my mouth with a loud crunch, I couldn't taste anything. Images of bulls and cows mating flashed through my mind, followed by scenes of the village chief and my aunt darting around like two fish. After dinner, I took a shower and went to bed early. The crickets outside the window chirped incessantly, making it difficult for me to fall asleep. Thinking about everything that had happened during the day, I felt something swelling inside me, an uncomfortable feeling as if it were tearing my body apart. That night, I couldn't sleep. I began to crave sex. Since that sleepless night, my insomnia became more and more frequent. Even my personality became eccentric. Every night, when I heard the creaking sound of my aunt's bedroom door opening and closing, my heart would leap into my throat. Sensing something was about to happen, I would quietly get up and tiptoe to my aunt's bedroom door to investigate. Later, I came up with a brilliant plan. When my aunt wasn't looking, I secretly used a knife to carve a hole the size of a thumb in the wall separating my bedroom from hers, and the hole was right above my pillow. One night, there wasn't a breath of wind outside, and the weather was hot and humid. After turning off the light, I lay naked on the bed, limbs outstretched, looking exactly like the Chinese character "大" (da, meaning "big"). Around dawn, a strong beam of light shone through the hole above my bed, coming from my aunt's room. I got up, pressed my right eye tightly against the opening, and peered into my aunt's bedroom… Perhaps because of the heat, my aunt was completely naked, half-reclining and half-leaning against the white gauze curtains, fanning herself with a paper fan. I stared intently at my alluring aunt, her well-defined, smooth, and rounded body filling me with envy. Only when my aunt turned off the light again did I gasp for breath and collapse onto the bed like a lump of mud. Another late night, the night outside the window was as black as ink, with only the faint glow of fireflies dancing in the night sky. After a busy day, I couldn't stay awake any longer and drifted off to sleep. Around midnight, someone knocked on the windowpane of my aunt's bedroom, the sound startling me awake. With the sound of the door opening and closing, I sprang to the ground like a slingshot. This time, the lights were off in my aunt's room. Only waves of intense pleasure emanated from the thumb-sized opening, the sounds growing louder and louder. I listened, trying to guess who the man was, but I couldn't. I was certain, however, that man wasn't the village chief. The next day, I returned from working in the fields with a headache. After dinner, I locked myself in my room, remembering my parents leaving me alone, and began to sob. My aunt, hearing my cries, panicked. She didn't know what was wrong, calling out to me but getting no response, banging on the door but getting no answer, finally calling the village chief. The village chief didn't open my door either. But I had spoken, saying, "Leave me alone!" The village chief and my aunt, relieved to hear me speak, finally breathed a sigh of relief. I heard the village chief say outside, "It's alright. Xiaoyu speaking means she's alright. It seems she remembered something sad." That night, the village chief stayed at my aunt's house until midnight. I peeked through the tiny hole and witnessed the village chief and my aunt's secret tryst. Once, I caught a cold, and my aunt was busy taking care of me. She fed me porridge with a spoon, and as she bent down, I saw her high, full breasts pressing against her cleavage, causing fine beads of sweat to appear. Unable to contain my excitement, I asked her, "Aunt, why don't you find a man to marry?" My aunt was initially surprised, but seeing my serious expression, she said softly, "Yu, your aunt is old, who would want her?" I said, "So many men are pursuing you, how could no one want you?" My aunt laughed and asked, "Yu, how do you know men are pursuing me?" I said, "How could I not know you and the village chief are having such a bold affair? Only a fool wouldn't know." "Oh!" Auntie was surprised, gazing at me with deep affection. She seemed to finally understand, saying, "Yu, so you understand now. I still think of you as a little child, but you've grown into a young lady all this time." I suddenly spoke boldly, "Auntie, let me ask you something. Why do you like to have the village chief behind you when you're having an affair?" Auntie blushed and chuckled, lightly patting me. "You little rascal, aren't you ashamed?" After a moment, she said, "I can't feel anything face-to-face, so I don't want to." After saying this, she gave me a strange, scrutinizing look, as if she wanted to see right through me. She suddenly teased, "Looking closely, I realize you've really grown up. Should I find you a husband?" I blushed and said, "Auntie, what are you saying? I'm only seventeen." Auntie said, "In our village, seventeen isn't young." What Auntie said made sense, but I'm an educated person; I won't get married so early. I still need to find a way to leave the countryside. That very day, after breakfast, my aunt was going to the other side of the mountain...I went to a place called Ghost's Sorrow to gather firewood, a place rumored to be frequented by ferocious wild beasts. Worried that my aunt might encounter some mishap while alone, I got out of bed and laboriously walked towards Ghost's Sorrow, just in case a wild beast appeared. When I reached the entrance to Ghost's Sorrow at the foot of the mountain, I discovered that my aunt, wearing only a thin, half-length Tang-style blouse, wasn't alone. Behind her was her father-in-law, her husband who had died many years ago—her father-in-law, Old Wu.

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