Having sex with my aunt

In rural areas, most families have vegetable plots near their houses, either cultivated by themselves or as their own private plots. My aunt's private plot was right next to our house, next to our land. However, my aunt didn't grow vegetables; my parents cultivated the land, and my mother and aunt would dig up and eat the vegetables they grew.
One time, my older sister, who was in college, went to visit a female high school classmate in the city and planned to stay for two days, so no one was home during the day. My aunt pretended to go to our plot to dig vegetables and entered our house through the back door. I pulled my aunt upstairs, not to my room, but to my parents' room. My aunt asked me what I wanted to do, whether I wanted to have sex on my parents' bed. Because my bed was a hardboard bed, and my aunt and I had sex on it once before, she said my bed was too hard. My parents' bed was a common type of spring mattress in the countryside at that time, which was softer to sleep on.
"Auntie, my father went to work today, and my mother won't be home until after four o'clock. There's no one home this summer either. What's wrong with asking you to borrow their bed?" I pulled my aunt into my parents' room, and she lay down on their bed.
"Tiger, your parents' bed is quite soft, isn't it? Quite comfortable." My aunt pressed herself down on the bed, her whole body swaying. In the middle of summer, she was only wearing an apricot-yellow silk round-neck t-shirt, which was already somewhat transparent. With this swaying, her full breasts seemed to shake like an earthquake.
Seeing my aunt's swaying breasts, I suddenly pounced on her and started kissing them through her clothes. The bamboo mat bed vibrated violently, making my aunt giggle. "Don't bite anymore, you've drooled all over my clothes!"
I quickly rolled up my aunt's round-necked shirt, and her smooth skin pressed against the bamboo mat, making her skin look even whiter and more delicate. I was afraid that the old bamboo mat on my parents' bed would scratch her skin. "Auntie, is it hurting? Does it hurt?"
"It's fine, it's quite comfortable. Do you think I'm made of tofu?" My aunt raised her hands and took off her undershirt, revealing a dark red bra underneath. Ever since I had sex with my aunt, I've often paid attention to women's underwear, such as women's bras. The women in the village would hang their washed bras to dry on their balconies, and you could see them as you walked by. Many village women around my aunt's age still wore homemade cloth bras. New brides and unmarried girls, like my sister, wore simple, flesh-colored bras. Only a few fashionable women wore bras like my aunt's, decorated with patterns and brightly colored.
My aunt's bra was as smooth as her skin. I took it off and couldn't resist rubbing it against my face, which made her laugh again, her large breasts trembling slightly. I lowered my head and sucked on her breasts again, while my other hand started pulling down her skirt. My aunt cooperated, taking off her skirt and panties, and then sat up to take off my vest. Soon, my aunt and I were both naked. My aunt lay across the bed, her buttocks on the edge. I stood by the bed, spread her legs, and kissed her calves while thrusting my penis into her cunt.
Perhaps it was the thrill of being in my parents' bed, but my aunt's pussy was dripping wet. My glans almost slid all the way in, hitting her very core, causing her to moan involuntarily. She struggled to raise her legs, so she hooked them around my waist. I bent slightly, one hand on the bed, the other lifting her body. She wrapped her arms around my neck, making it easier for me to suckle her breasts while we were having sex.
The summer light outside was bright. My parents' room had light blue curtains made of polyester, and the mosquito net above the bed was also blue, giving the whole room a hazy blue hue. In this light, my aunt's sweaty skin looked like it was coated with a layer of light blue oil, shiny and smooth. *Snap!* I turned on the small ceiling fan by the bed, and a cool breeze blew in, making me feel incredibly refreshed.
"This little ceiling fan is really useful, it's so cool at night when I'm trying to sleep. Did your dad buy it?" My aunt looked up at the small ceiling fan above the tent, her long, black hair swaying in the wind, reminding me of Su Daji. She looked especially like her when she tilted her head back.
"No, my aunt gave it to us." My aunt wanted some air, so she lay back down on the bed. I grabbed her snow-white thighs and thrust into her hard, filling the room with the sounds of "splashing" and "splashing.
" "Ah..." My aunt arched her body, her legs stiffening. I knew she had reached orgasm, so I thrust a few more times. My aunt gripped the pillow with one hand and my wrist with the other, I couldn't tell if she was in pain or wanted me to go faster. After a few more thrusts, my aunt collapsed back onto the bed. Seeing that my aunt was exhausted, I slowed down. My aunt, regaining her senses, said, "Tiger, the water's all over your mother's bed!" "It's alright, I'll just wipe it off with a cloth after a short rest." My aunt, who was in her thirties, was very wet, making both of our genitals wet, but it was also very slippery during intercourse. Just as my aunt and I were getting into the swing of things, we heard the voices of village women outside.
My parents' house faced an open space. To the east of the open space was my aunt's house, and to the west was Wenlong's aunt's house. Next to Wenlong's aunt's house were two large camphor trees. Every afternoon around three o'clock, some elderly villagers would come to Wenlong's aunt's house to cool off. My old house didn't have many partitions, and rural people speak loudly, so my aunt and I could hear them, though we couldn't hear clearly with the windows closed.
"Auntie, what should I say if I tell you we're going to visit his family?" "I can't hear you clearly, what's there to visit?" My auntie leaned back and hooked her arms around my neck, but I straightened up and pulled my erect penis out of her little cunt. My auntie was still stunned, so I pulled her to the window and made her lean over it to look down. I stood behind her and fucked her little cunt from behind. At first, my auntie was a little afraid of being discovered, so she only dared to open a crack. Later, she became bolder and opened half a corner.
My auntie held onto the wall with one hand and grabbed the windowsill with the other, her whole body half-lying down, her smooth back forming a beautiful curve, and her buttocks arching upwards, her full buttocks bulging on both sides, revealing an alluring cleft in the middle. I thrust my penis between my auntie's buttocks, making her body sway back and forth.
My aunt never joined these villagers who talked about ancient legends while enjoying the cool air. When she had nothing to do at home, she would read novels. The romance novels my sister read were borrowed from my aunt.
"Tiger, do you know what they talk about when they're enjoying the cool air?" "The season? They're definitely talking about you, saying you're good-looking, pretty, and charming, and that you must have a little girl outside." "
Really? What are those people talking about?"
"They're just jealous of my aunt, saying you're prettier than her." As I spoke, I grabbed my aunt's two large breasts, thrusting my hips repeatedly, forcefully penetrating her little cunt. My aunt lowered the curtains, arching her buttocks back to allow my penis to penetrate her cunt more deeply. She braced herself against the windowsill with one hand and reached down to her vulva with the other, gently stroking my scrotum.
"Auntie, what's more comfortable now?" Stimulated by my aunt's delicate hands, I thrust a few more times. Aunt Zhou's vagina spasmed, making my penis tremble. After a few thrusts, I ejaculated into my aunt's little cunt. Because my aunt was particularly wet this time, and we were both standing, my semen mixed with her vaginal fluids and flowed out of her little cunt.
"It's coming out, quickly move some paper for me." I immediately grabbed some toilet paper from behind the bed where the toilet was and gave it to my aunt. After wiping her genitals, my aunt squatted down and wiped up the water stains on the floor. While wiping, she talked to me, "Tiger, what were some people saying about me?" "Nothing much, just talking about Ah Hao's wife, saying she married that silly Chen Dapao." "What did my grandma do to you? Mind your own business."
My aunt wiped the edge of the bed again before starting to get dressed, complaining about the gossipy villagers as she dressed. I said it was none of their business, but they can talk all they want, and we can't stop them. My aunt nodded helplessly. My aunt put on her skirt and came to
take the bra from my hand. I threw the bra on the corner of the bed and said to my aunt, "Auntie, your mother's hair looks good, let me look at it a little longer." I hugged my aunt and fell back onto the bed. At this point, I was still naked, and my aunt's skin was pressed tightly against mine again.
"Tiger, your mom will be home soon after you take a break, don't make a fuss, be careful not to bump into her." "It's alright, she can hear me when she opens the door." I half-pressed on my aunt, my hands on her big breasts, kissing and sucking them. My aunt didn't stop me, she just patted my head and said, "Tiger, your aunt doesn't recognize your mother anymore. Keep trying, you still can't smell her."
"Auntie, I love your mother so much. I wish I were Ah Hao and you were my son, then I could smell your mother."
"You'll be my son from now on, don't call me Auntie, call me Mom." "Mom." I really called my aunt, and she giggled, "Tiger, is my mother really that pretty?" "
Of course she is. Auntie, look how pretty your mother is, so round and big, and so soft. If I call you that, you'll look like my older sister. In a couple of years, if you go out and say you're my aunt, people will definitely believe it." I pulled my aunt to sit up, moved the mirror on the old-fashioned bedside table to the bedside, and helped my aunt to look in the mirror.
I leaned against my aunt, looking at myself and my aunt in the mirror. If I weren't not handsome enough, I really would look like my aunt's younger brother.
"Auntie, your bra is so pretty! There aren't many girls in the village whose bras are prettier than yours." I took my auntie's bra and put it on her, praising it again.
"Is your mom's bra pretty?" My auntie only knew that we had bras drying on our balcony, not that they were my sister's.
"My mom still uses one she made herself. She won't throw it away when her clothes are worn out. I'm thinking of getting her to buy a new bra."
After getting dressed, I asked my auntie to dance with me. My auntie said how could we dance without music? I said I hadn't learned to dance yet, just walking around with her would be enough. "Tiger, do you want to learn to dance so you can go to school and pick up girls?"
"No, I just want to ask my auntie to dance."
My auntie hugged me and we danced a slow waltz, our bodies almost touching, kissing as we danced. A few minutes later, my aunt let go of me and wanted to go downstairs with me, saying that if we didn't go down soon, my mom would really block us upstairs.
[The End]

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