My lovely aunt

My aunt and I are cousins. We first met in 1993, right after graduating from elementary school, when I went back to my hometown. My memory of it is very vague, and so is hers. We met again in 2002. I was 22 (by Chinese reckoning), and my aunt was 21. Back in our hometown, she was already planning to get married, but she and her fiancé broke up. I'll explain the reasons later. After the breakup, my aunt was heartbroken, having been in a relationship for three years. That's why she decided to travel far away to clear her head, and that's how she came to visit me.
I think my aunt is a rather conservative girl, having grown up in the countryside for 15 years and only going to the county town for high school. Let me describe my aunt's appearance. She's about 160 cm tall, with a round face, big eyes, and very beautiful long hair. She probably weighs around 105 kg and has great skin. The main reason is that my maternal grandfather had her late in life and doted on her. Although we lived in the countryside, my aunt had absolutely no concept of farm work; she was truly raised like a princess. When I went back to my hometown in elementary school... I learned to pull pig feed and feed corn every month, but my aunt never appeared in the fields. It was always my third maternal grandfather who took me to do it. Firstly, it was new, and secondly, my mother wanted me to experience hardship. So, my aunt's skin was very smooth and supple, completely unlike that of a rural girl. Although her skin wasn't like a girl's, some parts were definitely the standard of a rural woman: a big butt, although it was due to her slightly thick thighs, but I thought it was quite beautiful. And then there were her big breasts. Actually, when I first touched them, I could already feel how big they were. And when I actually saw them, those breasts were typical papaya breasts, hanging there, with large areolas and small nipples. One of the nipples was even inverted. In northern terms, they are called "blind breasts." I did encounter one of these papaya breasts two years ago and took a picture. Fortunately, the picture was preserved, so I can share some knowledge about breasts with everyone. But my aunt's breasts were a whole letter bigger than the one in the picture. The one in the picture is an E-cup, but my aunt's were probably an F or G.
Continuing from the above... That first night, I think anyone would have been unable to sleep, regardless of who they were. In that highly tense environment, it's impossible to fall asleep easily. In the pitch-black room, my aunt felt both strange and familiar. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, while my aunt remained motionless. I wasn't sure if she was asleep. I tried desperately to make out her features, but couldn't find a starting point. In the darkness, I continued to savor the passion we had just shared.
About an hour passed, and I stopped tossing and turning, starting to drift off. Suddenly, my aunt turned to face me. Although I couldn't see her, I could feel her breath. One second, two seconds, three seconds passed, and I gradually became more awake, feeling her breath, and she felt mine too.
It was my aunt who broke the silence, asking if I was asleep. I said no. She asked, "Is this okay for us?" I didn't know how to answer, so after thinking for a moment, I said, "I like you." I don't know why I said that at the time, but because of that, my aunt leaned her head towards me. Because it was so dark, her head lightly touched my face. I think I understood then; my aunt mistook me for her ex-boyfriend. I didn't say anything, just put my arm around her. We were both still naked. My aunt didn't speak or resist in my arms. After a while, I felt her start to sob. I still didn't say anything, just listened to her sobs. After crying for a while, my aunt lifted her head, her lips searching for mine. Our lips met again, this time calmly. The tension in my heart had lessened considerably; we simply held each other naturally and kissed. I pulled my arm back, rolled over, and pinned my aunt down, using one arm to support myself on the bed. I slowly kissed her, savoring her like a delicious treat, the kisses sliding down her body until I touched her chin, her neck. My head sank under the covers, and I continued down, touching her breasts, her nipples. I grasped her breasts and sucked, licking for a while before moving further down to her navel and pubic hair. Just as I was about to go further down, my aunt pressed her hand against my neck and pulled me up. I didn't resist, so I stayed on top and continued kissing her. I didn't say anything, mainly because I didn't know what to say. With other girls, I had a lot of flirtatious things to say, but now I couldn't speak. My hand touched her breasts and then moved downwards, reaching her private parts. Just like the first time, there was no resistance. There was so much fluid; two fingers easily slipped inside. After a while, my aunt's breathing became very heavy, but she was trying to control herself from crying out. Her hand was also gripping my genitals, just gripping, without making any other movement. So I continued to probe, my mouth constantly moving between her breasts and my mouth. This continued for a while until my aunt finally couldn't resist any longer and whispered to me, "Come in." I shifted between her legs, knelt down, pulled the blanket up to cover myself, and then lay on top of her. My penis easily found the entrance. My aunt seemed unable to resist, her body thrusting downwards, wanting it to go in quickly. I was also painfully aroused, so I pushed in with all my might. This time, the time on top wasn't like before; I was completely relaxed and entered a phase of enjoyment. My aunt's vagina was very tight, and although there was a lot of fluid, it felt like entering a fleshy tube bound by many rubber bands. When I went in, they were barely expanding, and when I pulled out, they were rapidly contracting. Later, during a conversation with my aunt, I learned that I was her second man.
My aunt couldn't control herself anymore and started moaning. The sounds weren't loud, but they were incredibly stimulating. As I thrust in and out, my hands gripped her large breasts, my mind completely blank. Later, I wanted to change positions. I tentatively used my hand to gently move my aunt's waist, and she understood. Although we didn't communicate verbally, our body language was very synchronized. My aunt was kneeling, her buttocks sticking out. Although I couldn't see anything, I could still feel her large, round buttocks with my hands. I started from behind, a position I personally prefer; it gives me a feeling of dominating and conquering a woman. We continued thrusting like that, and this time I lasted a long time. My aunt was really enjoying it, and she was constantly leaking fluid. In that thrusting motion, I came for the second time.
I rested on my aunt's back for a while, then took out some tissues to help her wipe herself. My aunt took the tissues from under her and said she would do it herself, so I let go. There was a little incident here: because the tissues were sticky, I pulled them out when I pulled my hand away, and they fell onto my aunt's back. My aunt seems to be a germaphobe; she immediately rolled over and used her hands to remove the tissues from her back. Then she started gagging towards the bedside. I was stunned. What was wrong? I thought she was having an epileptic seizure. I went to the bedside and touched my aunt's back. She said she couldn't stand the stuff sticking to her body. I thought it was toilet paper, but she said it was semen, and she was disgusted by it. I was puzzled. What's wrong with that? You don't feel anything when it's inside you, so why are you reacting so strongly when it's on your body? After she finished wiping herself, she took out her phone and checked the time. It was almost four o'clock. We were both tired, and she didn't turn her back to me like before. I wasn't nervous anymore, and I just hugged my aunt and fell asleep.
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