My story with my aunt Cao Huandi

My aunt's name is Cao Huandi. She's a woman in her thirties. Ever since she came into our home, I felt all the blood in my body rushing to my penis, my eyes never leaving her for a moment. She exuded an indescribable heat. Her skin was fair and tender, her figure slender, her waist slim, her buttocks round, and her breasts large. Her measurements were unparalleled: 36-25-37. She had all the beauty a woman could have, and no man who saw her would want to sleep with her. What I couldn't stand the most was that she often wore very short skirts in the summer, revealing a section of her snow-white thigh that made my penis stand erect. What I couldn't stand the most was her sitting posture, which allowed me to see the petals of her vulva covered by her panties.
Because my parents worked in another city, I lived with my uncle. I remember one day, because it was so hot, she wore a thin white silk dress, and her black bra was faintly visible underneath. Sitting next to me, writing in her diary, as she bent her head to write, I glimpsed through her loose neckline two plump, round breasts that seemed about to burst forth. Her high, white breasts formed a tight cleavage, and the intoxicating scent of milk and perfume made my blood rush. This scene indeed made me wet my head several times.
After dinner, I went to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I discovered something that fascinated me. In the washing machine basket, there was a pair of underwear—the one that had been taken off my aunt's alluring body! I pulled out my penis, and while urinating, I stared at the underwear, mesmerized. I turned around and saw another item in front of me—a woman's sanitary napkin, hanging there, still stained with blood. I couldn't resist leaning in and taking a deep sniff; the strong, pungent smell made my penis hard.
Just then, my aunt called me from outside, "I'm here, time to eat!"
I took a deep sniff, inhaling the mature, sexy fragrance of my aunt deeply into my brain. Reluctantly, I put down the stockings and left the bathroom.
After dinner, I went to the bathroom, picked up my aunt's panties, and inhaled their pungent, seductive scent with intense pleasure. My aunt's alluring genitals kept flashing before my eyes. Her intoxicating fragrance filled my senses, and my penis became uncontrollably erect.
I slipped the panties over my hard glans; it felt incredibly good. The soft panties gently caressed my rock-hard head. So good! Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran down my neck, and thick, scalding semen shot violently onto my aunt's panties, again and again… the ejaculation continued relentlessly, soaking through her silk panties. A strange pleasure enveloped my entire body.
Because my uncle worked away from home frequently and rarely returned, my aunt, deprived of sex, had become quite promiscuous. But she didn't readily reveal this outwardly. Every night I could hear her moaning in her room. At those times, I had an urge to rush in and have my way with her. One night, I went to the bathroom and passed her door. I heard her alluring moans. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw her lying naked on the bed, tossing and turning. One hand was kneading her breast, while the other hand was stroking a spot below her abdomen. I knew she was restless again.
The weather in July was so hot; I couldn't stand it anymore and rushed into the bathroom. Unexpectedly, my aunt was taking a shower. Before me lay her alluring naked body. I saw her slender, white neck, flowing gracefully downwards, connecting to her full, rounded shoulders. Her back was straight and shapely, truly voluptuous yet supple. Suddenly, she turned to face me, allowing me to admire her full, creamy breasts. Seeing those breasts, I suddenly thought of Mount Fuji in Japan—so beautiful, like a pair of extra-large steamed buns, firm and without the slightest sagging. The two bright red nipples atop the breasts resembled buds about to bloom after the rain, displaying vibrant life and unparalleled beauty. Below her soft breasts, her abdomen was flat, delicate, and slightly rounded. She had finished soaping and was rinsing. Her slender waist swayed frequently under the showerhead, like a willow dancing in the spring breeze, graceful and charming. Several sweet, flowing lines of beautiful curves then drew my gaze to her round, full buttocks.
Ah, the skin there was translucent and plump, as if the delicate skin was about to burst. Truly a masterpiece of nature, like a full moon shining brightly. Below her flat stomach was a mound resembling a grave. I'd never seen it before, but I was certain it was the female genitalia described in books, covered by a sparse, dark, shiny patch of pubic hair. Her round, slender legs were perfectly proportioned, without an ounce of excess fat…
My penis stood erect, and I felt an overwhelming urge to hold her, kiss her, and make love to her.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't look at me!" A sudden shout jolted me awake. Stimulated by her beautiful naked body, I couldn't resist. I rushed over to embrace her. She turned around in surprise, but I still managed to grab her naked body from behind. My aunt was startled by my actions and quickly covered her genitals with her hands. Actually, her attempt to conceal it was unnecessary, as I had already secretly observed her body for a long time and saw everything clearly. I reached out to touch her breasts. She tried to push me away, but I couldn't overcome her strength. I held her tightly around the waist, her arms gripped firmly. I was now completely captivated, burying my face in her neck, back, and behind her ears, kissing her passionately. Her body began to tremble slightly. Although she was still resisting, her strength had lessened, and she wasn't as resolute as before. Later, I noticed she had stopped struggling, her head tilted back against my shoulder, so I released her arms. Although her arms were free, she no longer pushed me away, standing motionless, her body trembling slightly. I then turned to face her and saw her head slightly tilted back, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her cherry lips trembling. I pulled her into my arms, and when her firm yet soft breasts pressed against my chest, I felt a jolt of electricity. I kissed her small, bright red lips.
She whispered, "No...no...uh...uh..."
Of course, I didn't stop, using one hand to hold her head and press my lips against hers. She stopped struggling and let me kiss her passionately. Later, I felt her arms tightly wrapped around my waist, her two small fists lightly pounding my back intermittently. I kissed every inch of her face and neck frantically, then knelt down and kissed her breasts, gently nibbling at them with my tongue. Her body trembled instantly. Then I knelt down again, holding her thighs and burying my head between her legs, kissing her hairy pubic area. At this moment, a clear, high-pitched moan, like a nightingale's song, escaped her throat. Her body convulsed violently, and contrary to her usual behavior, she not only gave up resisting but also automatically parted her legs to make it easier for my tongue to enter. Perhaps her desire had been aroused by me, and she had become very docile. I smelled a faint fragrance from her vagina. Under my caresses, she stood there half-closed, mouth half-open, her face full of shyness, motionless and helpless, softly and intermittently calling my name.
"Oh...ll...ll...you...ah...you little rascal...you can't do this."
I pressed down on her shoulders. Her eyes were tightly closed, her body trembling, and she obediently knelt down. I helped her lie down on the floor, and she didn't resist. I spread her legs and climbed on top of her, holding her tightly. She realized something was wrong and opened her beautiful eyes, pushing my hands away and murmuring softly, "No...no...oh...it's so cold on the floor."
Not wanting to force her, I thought we should go to the bedroom first, so I helped her stand up and got a towel to dry her. She neither refused nor agreed, but stood motionless with her eyes closed, letting me wipe and caress every inch of her naked body. I dried her slowly and carefully because this was my first time touching a woman's body, and I was slowly appreciating it.
"Auntie, let's go back to the room," I said, pulling her hand as we left the bathroom after drying her. She didn't say anything, and I pushed and pulled her into the bedroom.
As soon as I entered the bedroom, I swept her delicate body up in my arms. Although she wasn't short, she wasn't heavy, probably a little over fifty kilograms, so I didn't feel any weight holding her. I placed her on the bed, and saw my aunt's eyes were hazy, her face flushed like a peony veiled in mist or a peach blossom moistened by rain. I couldn't resist and began to caress her body. Her beautiful eyes were closed, but she was gently struggling and blindly resisting. However, I could tell that she wasn't putting in her full effort, but rather "half-heartedly resisting." I wanted to strike while the iron was hot and immediately use the method I learned from movies to lick her body with my tongue, starting from her cheeks, ears, and neck, and licking down to her breasts. Every time I licked, her body would tremble to varying degrees. This was probably because different parts of her body had different levels of sensitivity. So I licked her most sensitive places, such as her earlobes, areolas, nipples, armpits, and groin, with even more effort, making her moan and tremble incessantly. Her reaction was most intense when I licked her clitoris; her breathing quickened, her body writhed, and she cried out, "Oh, you little devil...you're going to...kill me!"
Seeing her in so much pain, I thought I had hurt her and stopped. But as soon as I stopped, she cried out again, "All...no...don't stop!" and grabbed my hair, pressing it down hard, as if afraid I would run away.
"All...hug me...come up and hold me tight..." she murmured, her eyes slightly open in embarrassment.
I immediately got into bed and lay down beside her, holding her soft, voluptuous body tightly in my arms, kissing her passionately. She couldn't help but open her arms and hug me tightly, cooperating by slightly opening her cherry lips to receive my tongue, her tongue half-protruding, gently licking my tongue with the tip. At that moment, I noticed her eyes were very special, a look I had never seen before—a combination of gratitude, longing, yearning, and excitement, which was very captivating. Seeing that the time was right, I climbed on top of her, one hand under her neck and the other under her waist. This lifted her upper body. I held her, kissing her, my hard penis pressing against her soft vulva. Her pelvis moved, rising and falling. I had heard that intercourse involves the penis entering the woman's vagina, so I tried to insert my erect penis into her tight opening. The first two times I failed. I noticed she seemed very tense and sensed she had spread her legs wider. I continued thrusting…
then her hips suddenly arched upwards, followed by a soft "Oh!" and she closed her eyes. I couldn't tell if it was a cry of joy or fear. I only felt my penis enter a sheath. That sheath was warm, soft, tight, and slippery, enveloping my penis rhythmically. Her pelvis twisted, her waist undulating. I was still puzzled. After a while, my aunt slightly opened her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she said softly, as if both coquettish and pleading, "Why aren't you moving? Hurry up, I can't take it anymore."
I teased her, saying, "Auntie, how should I move?" I continued, "Auntie, teach me, I've never done this before."
"You little rascal, you don't even know how to do it and you're trying to rape your auntie? Now I'll have to teach you how to rape me."
She stretched out two fingers and pinched the base of my penis, saying, "Your precious thing needs to keep going in and out of me, thrusting hard, to feel good. But you have to be gentle at first, go slowly and gently, otherwise I can't take it. Once I have a strong reaction and you feel that I'm very lubricated inside, you can gradually speed up and increase the force. Hurry up and start!" As she spoke, I noticed that she was trembling in my arms.
Under my aunt's guidance, I moved slowly a few times. She said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's it," and then closed her eyes. I started to slowly increase the speed. Soon, she began to moan, and the moans grew louder and louder. When she whispered for me to hurry, I sped up considerably. About seven minutes later, I suddenly felt my penis swell violently, a jolt of electricity coursing through my body, and then my limpness and my penis throbbing incessantly. As I ejaculated, my aunt hugged me tightly, her legs gripping mine tightly, her body convulsing violently. About half a minute later, she released me, and I lay there motionless, as if asleep. Not knowing if something was wrong, I gently kissed her face and whispered, "Auntie, are you alright?"
She slightly opened her beautiful eyes, giving me a complex look of happiness, satisfaction, and gratitude. Her lips moved slightly, but she didn't speak before closing her eyes again. She seemed very tired, even lacking the strength to speak. I continued to climb on top of her. About ten minutes later, my penis was erect again, eager to enter her. I saw my aunt's face show approval, and her waist was swaying.
I asked, "Auntie, let's do it again?"
She smiled and nodded, saying sweetly, "As long as you have the energy, you can do it as many times as you want."
So I started exercising again. This time, I had her guide me again. She kept her eyes closed and enjoyed it. This time, I persisted for twenty minutes. After five minutes, she started moaning and twisting her waist. I also noticed that whenever I slowed down and lightened my strength, then suddenly went fast and deep again, she would cry out as if it felt good. Gradually, I developed a "three slow, one fast, three shallow, one deep" tactic to make her feel even better. Seeing her soft, delicate cries, as if she couldn't bear it any longer, further fueled my sense of male heroism. By the fifteenth minute, she started shouting loudly, gripping the pillow tightly with both hands, her head swaying from side to side, murmuring, "Faster, faster," "Harder, harder."
I thrust wildly, her snow-white, tender body tossing and shaking like a small boat in a stormy sea. But she kept shouting, "Please, faster, harder!"
Suddenly, she screamed, her body no longer twisting but trembling. I stopped too. She held me tightly, so tightly. Then her body convulsed, and she quickly went limp, eyes closed, as if dead. I knew my aunt had experienced another intense orgasm. So I gently stroked her and kissed her tenderly to help her calm down.
Twenty minutes later, she opened her eyes. She looked at me lying beside her and smiled, saying, "Are you tired?" I said, "No, I'm not tired at all." She turned to face me, lovingly stroking my hair and face, then moving down to my chest and stomach, playing with my pubic hair. Suddenly, she grabbed my still-erect penis and said, "You're such a hero, my little darling, you know what? You just gave me my first orgasm ever! It was so wonderful. If it weren't for you, I would never know what true happiness is. I don't know how to thank you enough." Saying this, she pulled me into her arms and kissed me for a long time. I asked, "Has your uncle never given you an orgasm before?"
Her face flushed, and she shyly pressed her cheek against my chest, one hand still holding my penis, the other gently stroking my back. She whispered, "Your uncle's thing is so thin and short, unlike yours, which is thick, long, and hard, and he's not as strong as you. He only lasts a minute or two before ejaculating. I can't possibly reach orgasm in such a short time."
I kissed her, hugged her tighter, and stroked her pretty face, saying passionately, "Auntie, I want to make it up to you. From today onwards, I'll give you orgasms every day."
She also hugged me tightly, tears welling in her eyes. She kissed me wildly while sobbing, saying, "Darling, thank you. Auntie is so happy! My good boy, please don't leave me anymore, okay? I... I love you so much!"
We embraced and rolled around on the bed, kissing passionately. Suddenly, as I rolled over on top of her, my penis somehow entered her vagina again.
Suddenly, she stopped moving, her breathing rapid. Her large, watery eyes gazed at me with captivating light, filled with joy and longing. She softly said, "Ah, little darling, you went in by yourself...ll...I want more...move faster!"
I immediately thrust forcefully. This time, less than a minute later, she began to cry out loudly. I thrust even more frantically, and her snow-white body tossed and turned like a small boat in a storm, her breasts standing tall and bright red, like two red lanterns on the mast of a small boat... My aunt's third orgasm came again. She collapsed onto the bed, panting, her whole body drenched in sweat, her eyes closed and motionless, as if dead... I wiped away her sweat and stroked her. She gradually fell asleep. About an hour later, when she woke up, my hand was stroking her breasts. She twisted her body, let out a soft "woof," and fell into my arms.
After a while, she said sweetly, "My darling, don't go back to your room, just stay here with me, okay?" I nodded in agreement. She continued, "Your uncle is only home for about half a month a year at most. I'm so lonely, so when he's not here, can you sleep in my room every night?" I said, "I'd love to!"
We hugged each other tightly and fell asleep without realizing it.
From that day on, I moved into her room and made love to her every night.
Six months later, my uncle returned home. As soon as he saw me, he said happily, "LL, you've grown up! You've grown taller in a year, you're like a real man now!"
After dinner, my uncle said he was too tired and pulled my aunt back to her room to rest early. Of course, I knew that he and my aunt had been separated for a year and he was eager to get back together.
Back in my room, I felt a little lonely and empty. For the past six months, I had been enjoying the company of beautiful women every night. It was so warm and blissful. To be alone in the cold bed today was naturally unsettling. I couldn't sleep, so I lay in bed reading. Before long, my aunt pushed open the door and came in. She was wearing a nightgown, which she shook off and fell to the floor. Completely naked, she turned and jumped into my arms.
I asked in surprise, "Auntie, why aren't you with Uncle?"
She whispered, "I missed you so much. Your uncle still caresses me all over like before, making me feel like I'm dying and can't stop before he goes in. But just a few minutes ago, he finished quickly and went limp. Then he fell asleep, like a dead pig, I couldn't wake him. Hurry up and give it to me, I can't take it anymore!" As she spoke, she skillfully undressed me with her slender hands.
"Poor Auntie," I said, holding her in my arms and tenderly stroking this pitiful yet adorable beauty. I gently kissed her cherry lips, then rolled over and pressed myself against her, immediately thrusting vigorously, bringing her to orgasm three times in less than an hour. She fell asleep contentedly in my arms.
I was afraid my uncle would wake up and see us, so I gently shook her awake and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, you should go back now."
She slumped to her feet, but then immediately slumped back down, clinging to me and whispering sweetly, "Oh! You've left me completely exhausted, how can I walk back?"
I got down, helped her sit up, picked up her pajamas, and dressed her. Then I gently lifted her and carried her to her bedroom door, letting her stand on the floor. She nestled in my arms, gave me a light kiss on the lips, and slowly went inside. Before closing the door, she blew me a kiss.
The next night, around midnight, my aunt came to my room again. Of course, I satisfied her again and carried her back to my room.
The following day, my uncle went out on business, and my aunt came to my room. The two of them lay on the bed, cuddling and kissing passionately for a long time, and then engaged in two rounds of intense lovemaking. After she calmed down, I whispered to her, "Auntie, please don't come looking for me tonight. It will be very awkward for everyone if Uncle finds out. Fortunately, he's only home for a week, we have plenty of time. My dear, please be good, Auntie will have to bear with it for a few more days, okay?"
Auntie pressed her face against my chest and said softly, "How could I not worry? It's just that he makes me feel like I'm dying every night, I really can't stand it anymore, that's why I came to you. Actually, I've been married to him for over ten years and have never been satisfied. But because I've never been with another man, I always thought that male-female sex life was just like that, and I've gotten through it for over ten years without feeling anything was abnormal. But since you entered my sex life, I've realized that there are such pleasurable things in the world. How can I continue to endure his torment? You probably can't understand the feeling of a woman being tormented by desire. Do you know how much pain Auntie is in? But you're right, a little impatience can ruin everything. I'll just have to endure it for a few more days."
Three days later, Uncle left.
During those three days, Auntie really didn't come looking for me again. Although she often wore a smile, a melancholy and sorrow lurked in her eyes, like someone recovering from a long illness. My heart ached for her; I wanted to immediately carry her back to her room, quickly undress her, and give her pleasure. But I remained rational, deliberately avoiding her each time.
On the day my uncle left home, several old friends came to see him off. He chatted with them in the living room. I went to the kitchen to help my aunt cook. As soon as I entered the kitchen, she let out a soft "oh!" and rushed into my arms. I excitedly hugged her tightly and kissed her. She said in a trembling voice, "My darling, I missed you so much!"
My mind was still clear; I knew I couldn't tease her, or the consequences would be dire. So I gently pushed her away and softly said, "Auntie, I'm helping you cook. The guests are waiting to eat."
She nodded knowingly, looked at me with charming eyes, kissed me on the lips, and continued cooking. Every few minutes, she would turn her head and look at me affectionately. I sighed inwardly at women; when a woman is heartless, she is as cold as ice, but when she falls in love, she is so difficult to control. At five o'clock in the afternoon, we went to the pier to see my uncle off on the train, and then took a taxi home. In the taxi, she couldn't help but take my hand and kiss it, then put my hand inside her shirt and pressed it against her breasts. I found that her breasts had become very hard. She then pulled my other hand under her skirt, and I felt that she was already wet. Afraid of being seen by the driver, I looked at her lovingly, gestured to the driver, and gently withdrew my hands.
She playfully stuck out her tongue, looked at me shyly, nodded knowingly, closed her eyes, and leaned back in her seat. I saw her teeth clenched and her body trembling slightly.
Knowing that she was using all her willpower to control her emotions, I reached out and put my arm around her slender waist. Suddenly, she said to the driver, "Sir, please drive faster, we have an urgent matter." The driver indeed sped up. Finally, we arrived home.
As she got out of the car, her body wobbled and she almost fell. I quickly caught her. She whispered shyly in my ear, "My body feels weak!"
I took her arm and helped her back inside. As soon as we entered, she threw herself into my arms, breathing rapidly, whispering, "I...I miss you...I...I'm going crazy, give it to me, I want it..."
I felt the same way. So, right there in the living room, I skillfully undressed her, quickly leaving her completely naked. I gently lifted her snow-white body and placed her on the sofa. Her body writhed, her large, watery eyes shooting me beams of fiery passion, eagerly awaiting my advances. Then began an unprecedented storm, a long-brewing volcanic eruption. The roar was deafening, the barrage deafening, leaving everyone tumbling and in disarray. All that could be heard were the squelching sounds of flesh rubbing together, the slapping of skin against skin, the creaking of the sofa, the man's panting, and the woman's moans, all blending together... The scene was like a grand symphony, a piece only found in heaven. The fierce battle raged from six o'clock in the afternoon until the next morning, still evenly matched. The battlefield shifted from the living room sofa to the carpet, and then to the soft bed in the bedroom. At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the two combatants, still tightly entwined, awoke from their deep sleep, they went hand in hand to the bathroom to shower and clean up the battlefield. Another intense water fight began in the bathtub…
A month later, my aunt whispered shyly beside me, “Darling, I'm afraid there's something wrong with my body.”
I stroked her face and asked with concern, “Are you sick?” She said mysteriously, “No, it seems like I'm pregnant. My period hasn't come this month, and I often feel nauseous and vomit. It seems I'm pregnant.” She whispered, “I got my period five days after he left. The few days he was home were my safe period, so it's definitely not his, but yours.”
She pressed her face against my chest and said softly, “I so wanted a child, but your uncle couldn't get me pregnant for so many years. Now you've finally made my wish come true, and I have to thank you properly!” "
I asked anxiously, 'What will you tell Uncle if he finds out?' She smiled and said, 'It's alright, I can write him a letter saying that I haven't had my period since I left. He'll be overjoyed, how could he suspect anything!'
'That's wonderful!' I hugged her and kissed her repeatedly. 'I can be a father now!'
She smiled happily and joyfully, her laughter so carefree.
After ten months of pregnancy, the baby was delivered smoothly—a very beautiful girl, looking exactly like my aunt. I became a father and was overjoyed. Every time my uncle came back, he would hold the baby close, his joy was understandable."

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