Insemination of aunt's younger sister

It was a summer after I graduated from junior high school. During my vacation, I took a trip to a remote city in the northwest. It was a beautiful place, a minority area, where my aunt lived. She invited me to visit. After two days and three nights of travel, I arrived in my aunt's city by train. The wide streets, beautiful buildings, and people dressed in various styles filled the city with exotic charm.

My aunt was a leader in a company. Behind her company was a staff housing complex. Because it was a minority area, many of her colleagues were also from minority groups. They all lived in the same building and got along very well. The building had six floors, and my aunt lived on the third floor in a large 170-square-meter apartment with four bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms. The apartment was covered with thick wool jacquard carpets, and on the carpets were ethnic-style furniture and large sheepskin sofas. The windows were large, and the room was sunny.

My aunt is a very warm and welcoming person. She has a son in fourth grade who spends his summer vacation playing with me everywhere. He has several close friends in the neighborhood: three boys and two girls. One boy is Uyghur, one is Kyrgyz, and one is Han Chinese; the other girl is Han Chinese and one is Uyghur. They all speak fluent Mandarin.

My aunt's son introduced them to me earnestly. Looking at this group of children, I couldn't help but chuckle, but I still gave a serious self-introduction.

From then on, we became good friends. Since they were all primary school students, and I was much older than them, I told them stories about cities in inland China. They were very curious and listened with great interest. Whenever they had time, they would run to my aunt's house and ask me to tell them stories about inland China. Among them, a Uyghur girl named Ayimgul (meaning "a flower as beautiful as the moon," which I specifically asked her about) who was in sixth grade caught my attention. She especially loved listening to my stories and would often come upstairs by herself to pester me to tell her stories. She was a very cute little girl, like a porcelain doll, with long, shiny black hair braided into 10 thin braids. They have a custom that a girl's braids are determined by her age before marriage. When the little girl was 10 years old, she had 10 braids, as white as... Yu's face was framed by long, curly bangs. Her eyebrows, painted with "Osman" (a unique plant used by Uyghur girls from the age of four or five to color their eyebrows, resulting in long, thick, and dark eyebrows), were thin and long, connected in the middle. Her large, watery eyes had long, slightly upturned eyelashes. Below her straight nose, her small, upturned lips were coated with a mixture of cherry and rose juice (a natural cosmetic used by Uyghur girls that doesn't fade for a long time). Her breath smelled sweet. She wore a low-cut, embroidered, tight-fitting short top made of seersucker. Her precocious breasts stood proudly, revealing a small cleavage when viewed from above. She wore a short embroidered skirt with ethnic minority patterns, and her long, slender legs were a sight to behold. Even before she had fully grown up, the little girl was already a beauty in the making.

She would pester me to tell her stories, so I would tease her, sometimes asking her to dance, sometimes asking me to kiss her on the cheek. She was very generous; when she was happy listening to the stories, she would sit on my lap, hug me, and imitate me by kissing my cheek a few times. Her affectionate gestures made my heart flutter. Sometimes I would casually touch her breasts; they were soft and bouncy, which really made me yearn for them. Please don't scold me; I was going through puberty back then too.

One evening, my aunt went to the neighbor's house to play mahjong, and my uncle took his son to his parents' house. I was alone, having just finished showering, and lying on my bed shirtless in shorts, reading, when there was a knock at the door. I opened it, and to my surprise, it was Ayimgul. She was wearing a tank top and shorts, grinning at me. "My parents are playing mahjong, it's so noisy! They even thought I was in their way, so they sent me to find you to tell me a story. They said they'll treat you to hand-pulled rice tomorrow and ask you to take care of me." Little Gul said, then slipped into my room, took off her shoes, and jumped onto my bed. "Hmm, your bed is so soft, more comfortable than mine," she said. Her skin shone white under the light, visible from the side of her tank top. I saw her pointed breasts and small nipples, and my lower body felt a little hot. I walked over to her, sat on the bed, grabbed her lotus-root-like arm, and asked her, "What are we talking about today?" She didn't answer, but wrinkled her nose and sniffed me a few times. "You smell so good. What did you put on?" she asked. Looking at her innocent face, I remembered the adorable girl next door in junior high school. Scenes of being affectionate with that girl flashed before my eyes, and my heart started pounding. My lower body slowly began to swell. I pulled her close to me. "I just took a shower and used some soap." "It smells so good," she said. "Do you want to use it?"

I asked tentatively. "Yes, I do,"

she answered excitedly.

"Let's play a game. You take a shower in my bathroom, and I'll use this soap on you. I'll even give you a new bar," I said. She glanced at me, a little hesitant. I quickly said, "I'm an adult. Is it okay for an adult to bathe a child? Just say it was too hot when we get home, and you took a shower yourself. Don't say I helped you." "Come on, let me help you take off your clothes," I said impatiently. "Then don't peek."

I quickly said, "Okay, okay."

I blindfolded her, and she started to undress hesitantly. Soon she was completely naked. The sight before me made my throat tighten and my mouth dry. Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her newly developed breasts stood erect in a cone shape on her chest, small and round. Her buttocks were slightly upturned, and between her snow-white thighs was a small, smooth, hairless mound, with a delicate slit extending into it. She quickly ran into the bathroom. "Where's the soap?" she shouted. "I'll find it for you,"

I said, stepping inside. "How about this, I'll tell you a story while I lather the soap for you, okay?" I said. "Okay," she seemed to have forgotten her shyness, treating me like an adult. I turned on the shower, and the hot water sprayed down. I took the soap and started lathering her, the fragrant scent instantly filling the entire bathroom. When I touched her breasts, the slippery feeling excited me. I gently squeezed and kneaded her breasts, and unexpectedly, her body leaned against me.

I noticed she was breathing heavily, her mouth slightly open. Could she also be sexually aroused? I slowly moved my hand down her chest, kneading the mound between her legs a few times. She didn't react, just leaned against my bare chest, panting, her legs gently rubbing together. I was immediately aroused and continued to move my hand down her mound. The full, round flesh filled my palm. I stretched out my fingers and slowly teased the cleft. The tender labia gripped my fingers, and slowly a sticky liquid flowed out, the slippery feeling stimulating my nerves.

My penis was painfully swollen. I quickly pulled off my underwear, picked her up naked, and placed her on the bed. I gently pressed down on her, kissed her face, and licked her tender breasts with my tongue. Then I spread her legs, revealing a pink vulva tightly closed beneath her smooth mons pubis. I gently stroked it with my hand, slowly parting her underdeveloped labia with my fingers, revealing a small opening, smaller than a peanut, with clear mucus flowing out. Without hesitation, I lowered my head and licked the opening with my tongue. The stimulation made Xiaoguli's legs tense, and she moaned, "Mmm~ Hmm~ Ah Mai~ (Uyghur for 'no'), mmm~ Hmm~". My penis was erect and throbbing painfully. I... Little Guli pulled her head down to my crotch and inserted my swollen penis into her slightly open mouth. Surprisingly, she didn't resist and kept sucking. I quickly reached the point of climax. I pulled out my penis, which was wet and glistening with Little Guli's saliva and my secretions. I roughly spread her legs and tried to insert my thick, swollen penis into her tender vulva, but I couldn't get it in. So I rubbed my penis back and forth in the wet, slippery vulva. Little Guli's head swayed, her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she made "ah~ ah~" sounds. I finally couldn't hold back anymore, and my milky white semen gushed out like a burst dam, shooting into Little Guli's vulva, her mons pubis, and her breasts, covering everything with sticky semen.

I lay panting beside Xiaoguli, my burning desire gradually subsiding. I whispered to her, "Are you comfortable?" "Yes, Yakshi (meaning comfortable in Uyghur)," she replied. "You can't tell anyone about this, understand?" "I know, I won't tell, because we're good friends, and good friends don't betray each other. Actually, I've seen others do this." "Who?"

I became interested. "My uncle, Erken, and his girlfriend... That noon, after school, we finished one class and I went to find my uncle's son to play. I went into their yard but couldn't find him. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard someone calling. I quietly went over and saw them through the window, both naked. Erken was standing by the bed with his long, black penis erect, much bigger than yours, and covered in hair, unlike yours which was bare. His girlfriend was sucking his big penis, as if it tasted delicious.

After a while, she spread her legs and let Erken put his big penis under her legs. " He went in and out of her hairy, fleshy hole for a long time. His girlfriend screamed loudly, which scared me to death. Then his big penis came out, covered in white foam. A lot of white fluid flowed out of his girlfriend's vagina, and she seemed to be enjoying it. They saw me and said that I was still young and would be like this when I grew up. They told me not to tell anyone. "Did you feel good when you were flowing a lot of white fluid? When you touched me here (pointing to her breasts), I felt very uncomfortable. When you licked me there (pointing to her labia), I felt very good, like I was flying. Can we do this often?

" "We can't do this often, it's dangerous. But sometimes we can, I'll let you know." Looking at the beautiful Uyghur girl beside me, I hugged her tightly and said contentedly.

I stayed at my aunt's house for over two months. Whenever I had the chance, I would play with Ayimgul. When no one was around, I would kiss her, touch her, lick her, and give her oral sex, ejaculating in her mouth and on her small breasts. She seemed happy playing with me like that. Once, I licked her vulva, and she got so excited that she peed all over my face. But I never took her virginity because I knew it was too dangerous; if I were found out, I would be beaten to death.

Later, when I was about to go back, she sadly asked me, "Are you coming back?" I told her, "I will come back." But I never went back.

[The End]

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