June's Book Collection: Aunt Qin (Complete) Author: tanhua007

Word Count: 38,579 (Complete)

Prologue

This story originates from a childhood experience of wanting to do something but lacking the courage. The image of the round, plump buttocks of the arcade owner still vividly appears in my mind…

Recently, while working on another self-entertaining lesbian story, I recalled this past event, and thus this story came to be.

The basic outline is already in place; it's a story about Aunt Qin and her mother-son slave. The length won't be too long, and the content is based on my personal preferences. If you don't like it, please skip it. As for how far it will go, as I said before, don't have too high expectations.

Main Body

When the Little Tyrant game console first became popular, I think I had just started junior high school. Being a boy, I quickly became obsessed with this novel and fun way of playing games.

Right after the reform and opening up, my father took a leave of absence from his job to run a transportation business, and my mother was a middle school teacher. Our family's financial situation was considered quite good in our county, but my parents would never buy me something like a game console, which would affect my studies. Since

my family wouldn't buy it for me, I had no choice but to go to the arcade to play.

Strictly speaking, the game console shops that emerged with the rise of the Subor game console couldn't really be called shops at first. I don't know about other places, but in my county, some people who saw the business opportunity bought game consoles and a few game cartridges and made money by renting them out from home. The most common form of rental was by the hour, I think it was two yuan an hour.

Because my family was well-off and I was an only child, my parents didn't control my allowance. At that time, a worker's monthly income was about 300 yuan, and my allowance was roughly the same amount.

With money in hand, I naturally became a regular at the game console shop.

That summer, the game console shop I frequented closed down for some reason, so I had to find another one. After some investigation, I found a newly opened game console rental shop just two alleys away from my home. Because it had just opened, there weren't many students going there yet, and if I went early, I could usually be first in line.

The owner of the shop was a widow named Qin, around 30 years old.

Aunt Qin wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a captivating charm, especially her expressive eyes, which were absolutely mesmerizing. Although she was more than ten years older than me, for some reason, the first time I went to her house to play video games, I was mesmerized by the mature womanly aura she exuded. Aunt Qin had a fantastic figure; her S-shaped curves were voluptuous yet sexy, with high breasts and an incredibly slender waist, about 1.6 feet. Because of this, her already round and pert buttocks were even more striking against her slender waist.

I always went to Aunt Qin's house very early, sometimes waking her up before she even got out of bed.

According to the saying at the time, Aunt Qin was a fashionable woman. She dressed very sexily, liked to wear stockings, and mostly wore very high, thin heels. Perhaps thinking I was still a child, she would often come out to open the door for me dressed very provocatively, without any attempt to hide it from me. Aunt Qin's house was divided into two rooms, east and west. The west room was originally the living room, but after Aunt Qin opened her arcade, the arcade games were placed there. The middle room served as the dining room, and the kitchen was at the back. Aunt Qin's bedroom was in the east room. Every time I visited, Aunt Qin would go to the west room, turn on the arcade games for me to play, and then go back to the east room to catch up on her nap. After waking up, she would tidy up the room, and her grooming was done casually, just casually strolling around in front of me. Whenever this happened, I couldn't help but steal glances at Aunt Qin's full, high breasts under her blouse, peeking at her long, round legs, almost completely exposed in her high-cut panties, and, most unbearably, her plump, tender, white buttocks.

As time went on, Aunt Qin's sexy and graceful figure lingered in my mind, impossible to shake off. Society wasn't as open back then as it is now. Although I was at the age where I was full of fantasies and desires about the opposite sex, I was still very ignorant about sex. There were many pretty girls in school, and I liked them, but I always felt that they were lacking compared to Aunt Qin. I longed for Aunt Qin, but I didn't know exactly what I longed for. I only knew that if I didn't see Aunt Qin for a day, I felt lost, as if I had lost my soul. Every time I went to Aunt Qin's house, playing video games was no longer my main attraction. In fact, as long as Aunt Qin was there, my thoughts rose and fell with her, even though I was staring at the TV screen.

One night, I had a hazy dream. In my dream, I was kneeling naked at Aunt Qin's feet with a dog leash around my neck. Aunt Qin, dressed very sexily, was mercilessly whipping me with a leather whip and ordering me to lick her high heels clean. After thoroughly humiliating me, Aunt Qin pulled on the dog leash, ordering me to lie on the ground. Then, she lifted her skirt and squatted down in front of my face, her exceptionally plump, white, and fragrant buttocks suspended above my head, her pink anus facing my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and licked her chrysanthemum-shaped anus. The delicate and sexy shape of her anus, and the rich aroma, drove me increasingly crazy. I wriggled frantically, as if I wanted to stuff my entire tongue into her anus. As I licked, the folds around her anus suddenly turned outward, and golden feces poured into my mouth…

“Grandma, thank you for your reward, Grandma…”

I chewed on Aunt Qin’s feces in my mouth as if it were the most delicious food in the world, making muffled sounds of pleasure in my throat.

When I woke up, I felt a wetness in my crotch. My first wet dream had come.

From then on, I felt as if I had done something wrong, and I never dared to look Aunt Qin in the eye when I went to her house. I was afraid that if I met those alluring almond-shaped eyes, my trembling knees would involuntarily kneel down before her. But when Aunt Qin wasn't looking, I couldn't help but steal glances at her sexy buttocks, which she was intentionally or unintentionally showing me, my mind replaying that absurd and lewd dream over and over again.

I thought, I'm going crazy.

That day, I was playing video games absentmindedly at Aunt Qin's house. Aunt Qin, wearing a pink sundress, was casually doing her own thing as usual. She walked around me, and looking at her round, plump, sexy buttocks that were faintly visible under her sundress, I felt like something was stuck in my chest.

"Xiao Qiang, Xiao Qiang!"

Aunt Qin came into the east room with a box, and soon I heard her calling me from inside. I immediately went in and saw Aunt Qin holding the box, trying to put it on the cabinet, but the cabinet was too high for her. Seeing me come in, she said to me, "Go and get me a chair!" Because she was stretching her body with her arms raised, Aunt Qin's two long, slender, white legs were almost completely exposed, and her round, full heels were slightly raised on her high-heeled sandals, looking particularly sexy. The sundress billowed up, emphasizing her plump, pert buttocks—the allure was irresistible… My heart was pounding in my chest.

“Hurry up, what are you standing

there for?” Aunt Qin turned and gave me a reproachful look when she saw me standing there motionless.

Instantly, half my soul left my body.

“No, no need for a chair…”

My throat felt dry, and I managed to utter a few words. Then, under Aunt Qin’s rather puzzled gaze, I slowly knelt down and crawled to her.

“You, what are you doing? Get up!”

Aunt Qin instinctively jumped aside, looking at me in surprise.

“Aunt Qin, step on my back…”

I imagine my face must be as red as a monkey’s bottom, but I couldn’t see it; I just felt burning hot.

“Stop fooling around!”

Aunt Qin reached out to pull me up, but I just wouldn’t move. “Aunt Qin, step on me, I can manage!” My voice was a little breathless. Aunt Qin pulled twice but couldn’t budge me, so she let go. Neither of us spoke, but I could feel Aunt Qin watching me.

After a while, Aunt Qin spoke. The conversation was brief, but it felt like an eternity: "Then you'd better kneel properly!"

"Yes, yes, Grandma, don't worry!"

I replied repeatedly, unconsciously using the most respectful address I could think of for Aunt Qin during my fantasies. I was startled after saying that, but Aunt Qin didn't seem to notice. After a few seconds, I saw her lift her leg, her jade-like foot in high-heeled slippers stepping onto my back. Her high-heeled foot tentatively pressed down on my back, then increased the pressure. I felt my waist go weak from the force of the pressure, and I quickly used all my strength to resist it. Aunt Qin slowly lifted her other leg off the ground. When she transferred her entire weight onto my back through her high heels, it felt like a mountain was pressing down on me. The sharp heels dug into my back, causing excruciating pain.

I never imagined Aunt Qin was so heavy. My arms soon began to ache, then trembled uncontrollably. Every second was a tremendous torment and test for me. I lay on the ground, gritting my teeth and struggling to stay upright, hoping Aunt Qin would quickly put the box down and get off my back. But the cramped space on the shelf now felt like a department store overflowing with goods. Aunt Qin showed no sign of getting off, moving her feet on my back as if browsing the merchandise, even stepping on my head with one foot.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and asked her in a trembling voice, "Aunt Qin, are you done?"

"What, can't hold on anymore?"

Her mocking tone was obvious, and I could only weakly deny it, "I, I can hold on..."
"That's good!"

Aunt Qin continued walking back and forth on my back, even humming a cheerful tune; her voice was so beautiful.
If it weren't for my morbid infatuation and adoration for Aunt Qin, which kept me going even if it meant death rather than falling off her, I probably wouldn't have lasted until she finally got off my back. When she finally did, I immediately collapsed to the ground like a dying dog, panting heavily, almost with my tongue lolling out.

"This won't do, I still have so much stuff to pack up there!"

Aunt Qin stood beside me, looking down at me.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I promise I can hold on next time..."

I lay on the floor, looking at Aunt Qin's feet in high-heeled slippers. Her feet were beautiful, white and tender, slender yet fleshy, with neatly arranged toes that were crystal clear, and shell-like toenails that shimmered with a lustrous light. I really wanted to lean in and kiss her tender white toes, but such thoughts could only remain in my mind.

"You want me to step on you again!"

Aunt Qin's voice was laced with laughter, as if mocking my overestimation of myself. Before I could say anything, Aunt Qin gave my leg a light kick and said, "You're really shameless!" As she spoke, she turned and walked to the bedside, sat down, crossed her legs, and asked me, "What did you call me just now?"

"I called... Aunt Qin..."

My heart, which had just calmed down, jumped into my throat.

"No, what did you call me before I stepped on your back?"

Aunt Qin still heard me… My heart pounded, my mind a complete mess, waging a fierce internal struggle between admitting and denying. Admitting would lead to two possibilities: the perfect ending I desperately hoped for, or Aunt Qin kicking me out of the house as a pervert. I would never see Aunt Qin again, and wherever I went, people would point and whisper behind my back: "Look, that's the guy who wants to eat women's excrement…" I shuddered, regretting my impulsive actions. A moment of recklessness had pushed me into a predicament with two sheer cliffs between me and her. Impulsiveness is a devil.

Yes, now, recalling those moments when Aunt Qin stood on me, even the burning pain from her high heels on my back seemed sweet. Perhaps, vehemently denying it would be a wise move, a way to both attack and defend.

I was still hesitating between admitting and denying when a seductive, almost manipulative shout, "Speak!" signaled Aunt Qin's impatience. I shuddered. There's a saying among lovers, "Because of love, there is fear," and I felt I could borrow that phrase. Because of a twisted, almost obsessive, adoration for Aunt Qin, I was terrified of her—not just a little bit. Her impatient shout instantly revitalized my limp body. With unbelievable speed, I knelt down, groveling before her, and blurted out, almost reflexively, "Call me...call me Grandma..."

"Oh," Aunt Qin looked at me with amusement, her alluring almond-shaped eyes making me feel guilty and increasingly uneasy. Then she said, "Why are you calling me that? Do you want to be my grandson?"

"No..."

At this point, I was ready to risk it all.

"The wind blows my hat, and I'll be a hero again in eighteen years..." Such grand pronouncements are fine, but the words that came out of my mouth lacked any heroic spirit whatsoever: "I... I want to be your dog..." I stammered, as if constipated, squeezing out the words I'd thought about a thousand times.

"Oh, so how do you want to be my dog?"

Aunt Qin leaned back, supporting herself on the bed with her hands, her long, wavy hair casually tossing, exuding an indescribable charm.

"I..."

Although I was prepared to risk everything, I still stammered at the last minute. Should I just tell Aunt Qin that I dreamed of being her shit-eating dog, licking her asshole and eating her excrement every day? I wasn't that bold. But Aunt Qin didn't seem to intend to delve into the matter further. "Come here!" Seeing that I hadn't said anything after stammering for so long, Aunt Qin called me over. I crawled to Aunt Qin like a real dog, a process that filled me with a strange excitement, like a dream come true.

Aunt Qin kept watching me, her expression as usual, making it impossible for me to guess her true thoughts.
In fact, I didn't dare look too long. Kneeling before Aunt Qin, my gaze darted around, unsure where to settle.
Aunt Qin didn't speak, swaying her beautiful, porcelain-like feet. The high-heeled slippers hanging from her toes swung back and forth in front of me, making my mind race. My eyes followed the swaying feet and slippers, and my mouth suddenly became incredibly dry.

"Come on, lick the soles clean, let me see if you're even fit to be a dog!"

Aunt Qin gently lifted her foot, the swaying toe almost touching my nose. A faint fragrance entered my body with each breath, and my mind went blank, as if exploding. My base, subservient nature erupted, and a warm current surged through my limbs, almost making me faint. Staring at the swaying high-heeled feet that made my heart itch, I suppressed my pounding heart and slowly stuck out my tongue to lick the sole.

Once I started, the rest became much easier.

I tilted my head back and stretched out my tongue to lick the sole of Aunt Qin's shoe. Aunt Qin stopped shaking her jade feet and sat on the bed watching me lick. The high-heeled slippers were about 60-70% new, the soles were badly worn, the yellow plastic surface worn down to a two-finger-wide strip of dark, black material, and the entire sole was covered in dust. My tongue felt a slightly astringent sensation when I licked it, a feeling that wasn't pleasant, but I enjoyed it. Kneeling in front of Aunt Qin, licking her shoe sole with my tongue in such a lowly way, this indescribable humiliation captivated me. I closed my eyes slightly, my tongue mechanically repeating the licking motion, an expression of ecstasy written on my face, and I breathed heavily with excitement.

Aunt Qin was also excited, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she stared at me. After watching me lick the sole for a while, she suddenly lifted her foot, the high-heeled slipper stepping on my face, her five white, delicate toes digging into the sole, and shoving the slender heel into my mouth.

"You slut, suck it properly!"

Aunt Qin manipulated her slender heel, moving it in and out of my mouth. This reminded me of the porn I'd seen in video arcades, where men would shove their penises into women's mouths. Aunt Qin was now using her heel to fuck my mouth, making me wrap my lips tightly around it. This association excited me; my whole body trembled slightly with excitement. I believed Aunt Qin felt the same way. She wore a smug smile as she fucked my mouth with her high heel, her almond-shaped eyes growing even brighter.

"Look at you, so slutty! Doesn't this grandma fuck you good?"

With the heel in my mouth, I couldn't speak, only letting out intermittent moans like a woman enjoying being fucked. Aunt Qin laughed loudly, calling me a slut who loved being fucked. The harsher her insults, the more excited I became. It seemed I was truly beyond redemption. Aunt Qin thrust harder and harder, the slender heel constantly poking my throat, making it itchy and nauseous, but I desperately endured it. Later, my throat started to hurt from the poking, but I was so engrossed in the masochistic pleasure that I didn't care. At this point, even if Aunt Qin had pierced my throat, I would probably still be grateful to her.
Seeing my pathetic state, Aunt Qin became somewhat carried away, and the 12cm heel protruded less and less until my lips were pressed tightly against the bottom of the high heel. Aunt Qin's round, full heel continued to exert force, stomping down hard. The front of the heel must have already pierced my throat; I felt a burning pain in my throat. My body's instinctive reaction made me lean back and spit out the heel that Aunt Qin had stuck in my mouth. Then came a wave of dry heaving, tears and snot streaming down my face, the saliva tinged with bright red blood.

"Xiao Qiang, are you alright?"

Aunt Qin was startled to see me like this, lowered her leg, and leaned down to ask me anxiously.

"It's nothing..."

I vomited for a while, and after the nausea subsided, I was still a little out of breath as I said to Aunt Qin, "Grandma, can I be your dog? As long as I can be Grandma's dog, I'll accept being played to death by Grandma..." Aunt Qin didn't expect that after my dramatic outburst, she would say such a thing. She paused slightly, then slapped me hard across the face: "You slut!" She sat up straight, her face displaying an expression that seemed incredibly noble to me: "Since you want to be a slut, then..." Aunt Qin paused deliberately, looking at me with contempt. I was extremely nervous, afraid that the word "no" would come out of her sexy, rosy lips. "Then this grandma will take pity on you and accept you as my dog!" Heavenly sound, absolutely heavenly sound! Hearing Aunt Qin agree to let me be her dog, I was instantly enveloped in happiness, feeling as light as a feather, as if I had arrived in heaven.

"Thank you, Grandma, thank you, Grandma..."

I kept kowtowing to Aunt Qin on the floor, my forehead hitting the floor with rapid thuds. I didn't know how to express the joy in my heart at that moment, or how much I admired Aunt Qin, so I could only keep kowtowing to her, kowtowing hard.

"Alright, stop kowtowing,"

Aunt Qin stopped me with a coquettish laugh after I had kowtowed about thirty times. "Go to the outer room and wash your dog face first. There are some anti-inflammatory medicines in the drawer, find a couple and take them..."

"Yes, Grandma..."

I kowtowed to Aunt Qin again on the floor, and then groggily crawled out of Aunt Qin's bedroom to find water to wash my face and take the anti-inflammatory medicine.

Back in Aunt Qin's bedroom, Aunt Qin was lying quietly on the bed, one of her two long, snow-white legs on the bed and the other hanging down naturally from the side of the bed. I crawled over and whispered, "Grandma, I'm back." But Aunt Qin seemed not to hear me and ignored me. I knelt by the bed for a while, and seeing that Aunt Qin didn't intend to pay attention to me, I looked down at her foot dangling from the bed.

Among the women I know, Aunt Qin is probably the best at taking care of herself.

Her skin is very fair, and every inch of her skin is smooth and delicate, like freshly steamed tofu. Even her feet, which are easily overlooked by most women, are surprisingly well-maintained by Aunt Qin. Her snow-white skin is more delicate than the faces of some adult women I've seen. It is precisely because of this that Aunt Qin's pair of jade feet look particularly sexy, and even when she is barefoot, they are still full of allure... The slightly raised instep presents beautiful lines, the long and tender toes are neatly arranged, the big toe is plump and symmetrical, and the other four toes gradually shorten.
The arch of the foot, which is as smooth and delicate as satin, is enough to pluck the most secret string in anyone's heart
. The ankle is round and beautiful, and there is a thin gold chain on it, which makes it even more elegant.

Her heels were perfectly rounded and full, without a single rough spot. I really don't know how Aunt Qin takes care of herself; her skin was so delicate and her shape so sexy that I couldn't help but swallow hard. I really wanted to put them in my mouth!

Aunt Qin, in my heart, was like a goddess, high above all others, incredibly noble. Although she wasn't a stunning beauty, she was undoubtedly every man's dream girl. Her dead husband, he was truly someone I wanted to dig up from his grave and whip!

Looking at Aunt Qin's fair and sexy little feet, I slowly lowered my body and brought my face closer. Aunt Qin, lying on the bed, still didn't move, so I mustered my courage and carefully and gently kissed her tender, onion-like toes. A
faint fragrance mingled with a cool sensation. In an instant, I felt like I had drunk an ice-cold soda on a sweltering summer day; every pore on my body opened up instantly. The feeling was so refreshing. Aunt Qin's delicate little feet recoiled as if electrocuted after I kissed them, but slowly swayed back. I couldn't see her expression, but she didn't speak—was that tacit approval? I was secretly pleased and tentatively kissed her toes again. This time, Aunt Qin's feet didn't move, remaining still like the Jadeite Cabbage in the National Palace Museum in Taipei, breathtakingly beautiful.

Aunt Qin's indulgence emboldened me considerably. I left countless kiss marks on her smooth, white instep, then licked it hard with my tongue. Then I opened my mouth and took her big toe into my mouth, my tongue licking the rounded pad of her toe, my lips tightly enveloping the base, slowly sucking it back like an animal shedding its skin. With a "pop!", her big toe slipped out of my mouth, only to be immediately sucked back in...

"Mmm..."

Aunt Qin on the bed let out a soft, seemingly comfortable and satisfied moan, which gave me an invisible motivation. My mouth happily took turns licking, sucking, and caressing between her five toes, feeling incredibly happy. Finally, I simply lay down on the floor, picked up Aunt Qin's jade-like feet, and placed them on my face, licking the soles of her feet back and forth like a brush. Perhaps Aunt Qin was a little ticklish from my licking, as she gently lifted her jade-like feet up, then, as if enjoying that ticklish and tingling feeling, placed them back on my face for me to lick. Of course, Aunt Qin's round and full heels, which I loved the most, received special attention. I opened my mouth wide, held Aunt Qin's jade-like feet, and placed the heels on my lips, trying to swallow the entire heel with the force of my lips, enveloping it as much as possible, while my tongue circled and licked the skin texture of that sexy area inside my mouth.

"Xiaoqiang, what's your dad's name? What does he do?"

Aunt Qin suddenly asked me. Holding her delicate feet, I turned my face away, still somewhat unsatisfied. "My dad's name is Zhao Zhenhe. He drives a big truck..." After hastily answering Aunt Qin's question, I immediately put my mouth to her feet and began kissing and licking them incessantly.

"Zhao Zhenhe, Zhao Zhenhe..."

Aunt Qin repeatedly murmured my father's name, then suddenly sat up abruptly from the bed, moved her delicate feet back to my chest, and looked down at me: "Is your mother's name Chu Qin?" I was a little surprised that Aunt Qin knew my mother's name, but I honestly told her, "Yes, my mother's name is Chu Qin. She's the dean of students at No. 2 Middle School..." After saying that, I suddenly felt a little worried and asked cautiously, "Grandma, do you... know my mother?" Aunt Qin looked at my strange expression, paused for a few seconds, and then said in a light tone, "I know her, but not very well. What, are you scared?"

"No, no..."

My gaze darted away, and I didn't dare to look at Aunt Qin's face.

"Get up!"

Aunt Qin removed her foot, and I scrambled to my feet, kneeling before her.

"Do you still want to be my dog?"

Aunt Qin asked.

"Yes!"

I answered resolutely.

"To be my dog, you have to obey me. Can you do that?"

Aunt Qin pressed.

"Yes, I'll listen to Grandma in everything..."

I replied without hesitation.

"Really?"

Aunt Qin asked again.

"Yes..."

I nodded vigorously, and then Aunt Qin said, "Then tell me, Chu Qin is a big slut!"

I was stunned.

Aunt Qin was really ruthless, actually making me call my own mother a slut. I didn't know what to do.
Although my mother was a bit strict with me, she really loved me. I was already quite sensible and could even sing "Only Mother is Good in the World." Aunt Qin wanted me to curse my mother, and I was a hundred times unwilling.

Seeing me bow my head and remain silent, Aunt Qin stood up, grabbed my hair, and dragged me out of the house, saying, "Get out! Get out right now, and don't ever come back!" I panicked immediately, lying on the ground like a dead dog, "Grandma, please, please don't, don't send me away..." "

Then will you talk or not?"

Aunt Qin asked, still pulling my hair.

"I..."

I stammered. Normally, Aunt Qin, whom I'd only known for a little over ten days, couldn't possibly be more important to me than my mother. But some things in this world defy logic. Aren't there many examples of devoted lovers breaking ties with their parents for love, even becoming enemies? It's not that they don't love their parents, but when caught in the whirlpool of love, their thinking often becomes one-dimensional, believing the other person is their everything. So, for me, Aunt Qin's sexy and graceful figure had almost filled my heart. Although my mother still held a place there, in my youthful mind, Aunt Qin, who was like a goddess in my heart, was probably more precious than my mother even by a single toe.

Under Aunt Qin's threat to get out, my resolve began to waver. But after all, she was my own mother, and the thought of saying "Chu Qin is a slut" was a heavy burden.
"Get out if you don't talk!"

Seeing my hesitant state, Aunt Qin grabbed my hair and dragged me out. I was terrified and clung to her leg, begging, "Grandma, please, I'll talk, I'll talk..." Aunt Qin

didn't speak, just stared coldly at me, still holding my hair.

"Chu, Chu Qin is a slut..."

I stammered, using an incredibly weak voice, barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, to say the words Aunt Qin wanted me to use to insult my mother. I felt a tightness in my chest, feeling incredibly sorry for my mother, but Aunt Qin, my goddess, how could I dare disobey her?

[The hand holding my hair finally loosened, and I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Aunt Qin slapped me hard across the face.

"Louder!"

I was stunned, my face burning, unsure whether it was from Aunt Qin's slap or from guilt.] To appease Aunt Qin, I had no choice but to repeat the sentence louder, thinking she would finally let me off the hook. But she immediately followed with another slap across my other cheek.

"Louder! Didn't you hear me?!"

Aunt Qin's face was cold, an expression that terrified me.

"Chu Qin is a big slut!"

I practically screamed, but all I got in return was another loud, crisp slap.

"Louder, louder, louder, louder…"

She kept slapping me, each slap forcing me to shout "Chu Qin is a big slut!" I didn't know why Aunt Qin had suddenly become so violent, but I figured it must be related to my mother. After slapping me more than twenty times, Aunt Qin finally returned to the bedside, panting. "Slut!" Her voice

was

filled with malice; I didn't know if she was cursing me or my mother.

I slowly crawled back to Aunt Qin's feet and knelt, not daring to look at her, like a condemned prisoner bowing his head in confession.
Later I learned that Aunt Qin was originally a teacher at the Second Middle School. Because she was beautiful and somewhat flirtatious, all the male teachers at the school, whether married or not, flocked to her like bees to honey. The female teachers at the school were envious and jealous of this, and later seized on a small mistake in Aunt Qin's teaching, magnifying it infinitely and spreading rumors that she had moral problems and was unsuitable for the teaching profession. Although my mother wasn't directly involved, she played a role in fueling the flames. Aunt Qin later had her teaching license revoked by the Education Bureau, and she hated my mother for it.
The bedroom suddenly became quiet. After a while, Aunt Qin said to me somewhat lazily, "Get out!"
"Grandma..."

My mind raced, thinking that even so, Aunt Qin was still going to take away my right to be her dog. I knelt on the ground, looking at her pitifully, trying to beg her. Aunt Qin glared at me with her almond-shaped eyes and said fiercely, "Get out of here! I'm not in the mood to talk to you right now!"

"Yes, yes... Grandma, then I'll come back tomorrow..."

"Get out!"

Aunt Qin kicked me, so I covered my head and ran away, but before I left, I still kowtowed to Aunt Qin.
I got to be Aunt Qin's dog as I wished, and even had the luxury of licking her feet. But after leaving Aunt Qin's house, I had mixed feelings and didn't feel much joy from being Aunt Qin's dog.

Aunt Qin's final attitude was the key to my anxiety. I was worried that if I came to Aunt Qin's house again tomorrow, she would suddenly turn on me and not let me be her dog anymore, or that Aunt Qin would tell my mother about this. In that case, I might as well just die now. I guessed all sorts of possibilities that might happen tomorrow, and most of them were bad... That's how people are; they tend to think the worst about unknown things that they care about. The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. I returned home feeling depressed. My dad drives long distances and often only comes home once every ten days or two weeks. My mom was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch.
My mom is almost 40 years old this year. She was quite a beauty when she was young, but she's gained some weight in recent years, and you can't easily see her waistline unless you look closely. From childhood to adulthood, my mom has been the one educating me. Being a teacher for a long time naturally gives children a kind of aura that makes them fearful, so I've always been afraid

of my mom. Because I had just had a good scolding of my mom at Aunt Qin's house, seeing my mom busy in the kitchen suddenly made me feel guilty. I called out "Mom!" and hurriedly went inside, not daring to look at her directly.

"Hurry up and wash your hands, lunch will be ready soon!"

my mom shouted from the kitchen, followed by her endless, tireless nagging: "You start her summer vacation and then she just runs around like a sheep, never home all day long. Let me tell you, you're in middle school now, you need to study hard. You can't be as carefree as you were in elementary school. You're my son, you need to make me proud..."

I lay on the bed listening to my mom's nagging, and suddenly felt incredibly annoyed. She's always like this; I've never been good to her. I used to feel bad for her, but now that feeling has faded. Images of Aunt Qin's slightly contemptuous smile floated into my mind, as did her plump, round, white, and tender sexy buttocks. I imagined lying on the floor, licking her full, rounded heels. Suddenly, my whole world was filled with Aunt Qin's tall, graceful figure; nothing else mattered. "Grandma..." I softly and gently called out to my goddess, my lips moving as if Aunt Qin's slender toes were still in my mouth.

At dinner, my mom saw my face, still swollen from Aunt Qin's beating, and hurriedly asked what happened. I stammered and wouldn't say. Later, pressed further, I finally told her I'd gotten into a fight in the park. My mom was heartbroken and ran to the refrigerator to get ice to apply to my face. Then came another round of nagging, warning me not to associate with shady people and to stay away from bad guys… So I was tossed and turned between gratitude, guilt, and impatience, feeling a tightness in my chest, and unconsciously thinking of Aunt Qin.

That night, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, my mind filled with every little detail of my time with Aunt Qin at her house that day. As I thought about it, I felt my penis quickly swell up, bouncing in my underwear. I had never masturbated before, but having watched a few pornographic films, I knew what it was like, so I tried to hold my penis and slowly stroke it, a wonderful sensation surging through my body. I stripped naked, lay on the bed like a dog, and masturbated while thinking about Aunt Qin's sexy, alluring white buttocks, and soon I orgasmed.

The feeling of ejaculation was indescribable, and associating the orgasm with Aunt Qin, I felt my admiration for her rise to a new level. However, my happiness was entirely in Aunt Qin's hands. How could I please her so she would allow me to continue being her dog and not be abandoned?

I pondered this question over and over until sleepiness overcame me, and I fell asleep.

The next morning, while my mother was making breakfast in the kitchen, I rummaged through drawers and cupboards, pulling out all the pocket money I had saved over the years, as well as the savings book containing New Year's money I had received from relatives and friends since childhood. I was quite happy to see that there was 30,000 yuan in the savings book. Of course, I wouldn't have received this much in New Year's money; a large part of it was made up by my parents.

After breakfast, I said goodbye to my mother and ran out of the house to withdraw the money from the bank (let's ignore the ID card and such). Combined with my pocket money, it was about 32,000 yuan. I excitedly ran to Aunt Qin's house with the money in my pocket. I

knocked on the door for a long time, but Aunt Qin didn't open it for me.

Although she was usually a bit slow, Aunt Qin had never made me stand outside the door for more than 20 minutes like today. Today, my treatment changed. I came knocking on the door with over 30,000 yuan in my pocket, but could only plead softly through the crack in the door, "Grandma, Grandma, open the door, it's me... Grandma, please, open the door..." Half an hour later, there was movement inside. Aunt Qin opened the door and looked at me coldly.

"Grandma..."

Aunt Qin's face was unfriendly. My knees buckled, and I knelt down before her, kowtowing at the door. Aunt Qin's house had a small courtyard and was located in an alley, so there weren't many people coming and going. Aunt Qin looked out of the courtyard, then looked down at me: "What, coming here to act like a slut again?"

"I'm Grandma's dog, I'd rather die in front of Grandma."

I crawled at Aunt Qin's feet, my servile blood boiling again.

"Fine, say three times that Chu Qin is a big slut, and I'll let you in!"

This time, I only hesitated slightly before saying three times that Chu Qin was a big slut, as Aunt Qin had requested. Once something starts, the rest becomes natural.

"Hmph! Well said, your mother is a big slut, and you're a little bitch!"

Aunt Qin looked at me with disdain. My face burned. Then Aunt Qin said, "Come in!"

"Thank you, Grandma..."

I kowtowed to Aunt Qin, but she didn't move aside from the doorway. Under my pleading gaze, Aunt Qin slowly spread her two long, slender, white legs. She didn't speak, but her eyes held not only contempt but also a hint of mockery. I stared at the slit between Aunt Qin's legs, feeling a surge of heat rush to my head, the veins in my forehead throbbing, my face burning, and my whole body feeling as if it were filled with something, constantly heating and swelling.
I understood what Aunt Qin meant. Throughout history, anyone who has experienced the humiliation of being forced to crawl between someone's legs, no matter how nonchalant they appear on the surface, is bound to feel deeply humiliated inside. But I felt particularly excited. My body trembled slightly with excitement as I slowly crawled forward, lowering my head to bury it between Aunt Qin's legs. The hem of her sundress brushed against my neck, tickling me and making my heart itch too. I dared not peek at Aunt Qin's noble and sexy body, but as I carefully crawled between her legs, I inevitably touched her thighs. The smooth, delicate texture and amazing elasticity made me, who adored Aunt Qin, wish time could stand still, so I could fall asleep in this blissful state forever.

Aunt Qin was tall, almost a head taller than me in her high heels. She opened the gap between her legs, and it wasn't difficult for me to crawl under her by slightly curling up. In less than a minute, I had crawled into the house from between Aunt Qin's legs. Those few dozen seconds influenced and changed the course of my life; my life as a slave to her had begun.

"Grandma, here..."

Aunt Qin sat on the sofa, and I knelt in front of her, respectfully handing her the 32,000 yuan wrapped in newspaper.

"What is it?"

Aunt Qin asked me, taking the paper package. I didn't answer, but watching her unfold the newspaper layer by layer, I couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, thinking, "She should be happy now, right?" The newspaper package was quickly opened, and Aunt Qin was stunned when she saw the three neat bundles of banknotes and two thousand loose bills inside.

"What's this?"

Aunt Qin asked, holding up the money.

"The money is for Grandma..."

Before I could finish speaking, Aunt Qin slammed the newspaper package down on my face, followed by a kick that sent me sprawling on my back: "Fuck your mother, what do you take me for!" Aunt Qin's charming face flushed red as she pointed at me and began to curse.

I was terrified, not understanding why she seemed even angrier after I gave her money.

"Grandma, I was wrong, please don't be angry, please don't be angry..."

I scrambled to my feet, kneeling at Aunt Qin's feet and kowtowing repeatedly. So Aunt Qin started kicking and stomping on me with her high-heeled feet. She kicked really hard, and several times the sharp heels slammed into my head, causing excruciating pain. I think my head must have been broken by Aunt Qin's kicks.

Aunt Qin kicked and cursed, using very offensive language. She stopped after more than ten minutes and sat on the sofa, panting.
"Tell me, what do you mean!"

After a while, Aunt Qin kicked me again and asked in a sharp voice.

I lay at Aunt Qin's feet like a puppy, not daring to move. When Aunt Qin asked me, I hurriedly said in great fear, "Yesterday I saw that Grandma was unhappy, and I was afraid that Grandma wouldn't let me be her dog anymore, so I thought about how to make Grandma happy, so I, I..."

"You really wanted to be my dog?"

I felt that Aunt Qin's tone softened, and she wasn't as frightening as before.

"I want it, I dream about it..."

"Where did you get so much money?"

"It's from my New Year's money, my allowance, and what my parents saved for me..."

"Aren't you afraid your mom will find out if you give me the money?"

"It's my money, my mom can't control it."

"Alright, just put the money away!"

I crawled all over the floor, gathering the money, and held it up again in front of Aunt Qin.

"Take it back, I don't want it!"

Aunt Qin turned her face away. I held up the money and insisted, "Grandma, please take it. I'm your dog, my money is your money. Besides, I don't need it..."

"You really want to give it to me?"

Aunt Qin turned to look at me, her almond-shaped eyes electrifying me. I nodded repeatedly, "Yes, even I belong to Grandma, everything I have belongs to Grandma..." "

You're quite the talker!"

Aunt Qin laughed, a very seductive laugh, her voice becoming as delicate as ever, "Fine, I'll take it. Anyway, your big slut owes me money! Why not take it?" Aunt Qin took the money, looked at it, stood up, and went to the east room.

A little while later, Aunt Qin called me from the east room. I crawled over and saw Aunt Qin sitting on the bed, looking quite happy, with a faint smile on her rosy face.

"You little slut, you're so filial, what reward do you want?"

Aunt Qin's sweet and charming voice made me feel lightheaded. I liked it when she called me "little slut" in that tone; it sounded a bit indulgent.

"Grandma's happiness is the greatest reward for me. I don't want anything..."

I took the opportunity to flatter Aunt Qin.

"Oh, you're getting better and better at talking!"

Aunt Qin was indeed even happier. Her fair and sexy little feet slipped out of her high-heeled slippers and slowly rose to step on my chest, her toes drawing alluring circles on my chest. "Don't you want to lick it?" Aunt Qin's seductive methods were irresistible to a teenager like me. I was immediately aroused, my breathing quickened, and my voice trembled slightly: "Yes..." I swallowed hard. Aunt Qin wore a captivating smile as her sexy, jade-like feet slowly climbed up my face. Her warm, full toes lightly touched my nose, then began to roam freely across my burning face, the faint scent of her feet seeping into my body with each breath. I was enveloped in a warm, blissful feeling, comfortably closing my eyes and letting Aunt Qin's feet, which had stirred my heart, caress my features. Her

soft, smooth toes rubbed against my trembling eyelids, rubbing against my delicate eyeballs—the most vulnerable part of the body, now under the control of Aunt Qin's sexy feet. Her alluring toes pressed down slowly on my eyelids, the toes gently digging into my eye sockets… I suddenly felt an urge, a longing for Aunt Qin's white, tender toes to suddenly exert force and gouge my eyeballs out. Of course, Aunt Qin wouldn't do that; she was just teasing me, her toes digging only shallowly into my eye sockets before immediately moving away. She repeated this action several times, perhaps seeing my rapid breathing and excited expression, and realizing it wasn't fun at all, her jade foot slowly slid down, stopping at my mouth, teasing my lips with her toes. I couldn't stand this deadly teasing any longer, and opened my mouth to take the toes that were rubbing against my lips into my mouth, but Aunt Qin pulled her foot back with lightning speed.

"Giggle giggle..."

Aunt Qin's triumphant laughter rang out amidst my uncontrollable disappointment. She leaned back, supporting herself on the bed with her hands, and stretched her snow-white, soft jade foot in front of me. "Little dog, come and lick!" I immediately grabbed Aunt Qin's fragrant little foot that she had stretched out in front of me with both hands, and eagerly opened my mouth to take the toes into my mouth and licked them frantically. I was as excited as a wild beast, panting heavily from my nostrils, my penis in my pants throbbing and jumping proudly. I was going crazy.

I knelt on the floor, licking Aunt Qin's sexy, white feet countless times, my tongue brushing between her toes. "Mmm...so comfortable..." Aunt Qin's seductive moans reached my ears. I perked up my ears, my eyes scanning for enemy positions like radar, trying to capture every subtle movement of Aunt Qin through her fragrant feet. Aunt Qin sat on the bed, twisting, as if something was amiss, raising her other leg to step on my shoulder, then slipping her snow-white hand under her sundress. My sharp eyes caught sight of Aunt Qin's hand slowly moving beneath the alluring sundress, a touch of mauve against her dazzling white skin, the smooth fabric undulating between her fingers. My breath caught in my throat, desperately trying to see clearly but unable to make it out.

"You little pervert, what are you looking at!"

Aunt Qin gently kicked me with her foot, her alluring gaze making my heart pound. Kneeling before Aunt Qin, my face flushed, I was overwhelmed by her playful, almost flirtatious, use of the term "little pervert." "Hmph, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a little extra reward..." Aunt Qin, her face still rosy, withdrew her delicate foot from my grasp. I watched her excitedly as she gently lifted her shapely buttocks from the edge of the bed, giving me a seductive look while gracefully lifting her sundress to reveal her private area clad in a light purple thong.

Such sexy underwear was rare back then, and it looked even more alluring against Aunt Qin's snow-white legs and pink crotch. Her plump mons pubis stretched the inverted triangle of fabric, making me want to pounce and bite it. The reward Aunt Qin mentioned filled me with anticipation; my eyes widened, afraid of missing a single detail.

Aunt Qin pinched the sides of the thong with her fingers and slowly pulled it down from her plump, white buttocks. At that moment, I felt like I was going to die.

The lush, pearly grass, not particularly thick or curly, grew softly and smoothly below her abdomen, its alluring beauty accentuated by the surrounding dazzling white skin.

Her vulva was full and plump, the two fleshy, sensual labia bulging like ripe peaches, undulating like waves under Aunt Qin's fingertips. That alluring slit, like a virgin's, was shyly closed, glistening with moisture. A decadent, sensual aura emanated from it, and I felt my blood boiling. My eyes widened like cowbells, my breath coming in gasps like a dying fish leaping from the water. This was the first time I had ever so directly witnessed a woman's genitals, and what I was witnessing was the alluring, sensual paradise of Aunt Qin, whom I considered a goddess. My mind was a jumbled mess, completely filled with that seductive allure.

Aunt Qin gently stroked her plump, juicy labia, a hint of shyness on her face. "Is it pretty?" she asked me softly and seductively. I nodded frantically, "Pretty! Pretty! Grandma is the most beautiful woman in the world..." I stammered, and Aunt Qin smiled sweetly, clearly pleased with my infatuated expression and praise.

"Come on, you little slut," Aunt Qin placed her hand, which had been caressing her vulva, on my head. My body involuntarily leaned forward with that subtle force, bringing my face close to Aunt Qin's crotch. "Serve me well..." Aunt Qin's voice was somewhat hurried, but I was even more eager than her. As soon as I was between Aunt Qin's legs, I couldn't wait to stick out my tongue and lick between her plump, tender labia. Aunt Qin suddenly tilted her head back, her long, wavy hair flying in the air, and a long, soft moan escaped from her sexy, rosy lips. She held my head in her hands, her ten fingers running through my hair, and her plump, sexy buttocks arched back and forth, pressing her tender, juicy genitals against my mouth. I licked frantically, the sensation on my tongue warm and smooth, and with each breath I could smell the faint, uniquely mature woman's seductive scent. I felt like I was melting.

My oral sex skills were utterly lacking; I just licked like a plate, but Aunt Qin was still incredibly excited. Perhaps it was the mental pleasure she derived from having a boy more than half her age kneeling and pleasing her with his tongue, allowing her to enjoy herself at will and control everything I did, that made it all the more exciting for her. This kind of enjoyment more than made up for my lack of oral sex skills. After only a few licks, Aunt Qin's almond-shaped eyes were already filled with spring, she was panting softly, and her fragrant paradise was soaking wet.

"Mmm... lick with your tongue... ah~ ah... lick there, lick that little bean... yes... like that... lick in circles... ah~ ah... so good..."

Clearly, Aunt Qin wanted both spiritual and physical fulfillment. Guided by her soft moans, I awkwardly parted the tender skin covering her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, then pressed my tongue against the pink clitoris, rubbing and grinding it. My tongue traced circles along the clitoris, and I would occasionally suck on the sexy little bud. The fragrance emanating from Aunt Qin's skin and the unique erotic scent of a mature woman's genitals had completely captivated me.

As my licking became more skilled, an electric-like pleasure surged from her clitoris into Aunt Qin's plump and sexy body, and her moans grew increasingly seductive and alluring: "Ah...faster...mmm...mmm...put your tongue all the way in...ah...it feels so good...you slut...you little beast...I'll fuck your tongue raw..." Aunt Qin gripped her hair tightly, her plump and juicy vagina pounding my tongue as if raping it, her swollen clitoris grinding wantonly against the tip of my nose. My face was almost completely submerged by Aunt Qin's snow-white legs and pink hips. I was nearly suffocating, so I desperately stretched out my tongue to lick Aunt Qin's tender, wet vagina.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The snow-white legs and pink hips slammed against me, making crisp, lewd sounds. The lustful fire in Aunt Qin's alluring almond-shaped eyes grew stronger, and her slender waist and plump buttocks swayed more and more violently. I was like a blade of grass swaying in the wind, being ravaged like a sex toy beneath Aunt Qin, my face covered in her vaginal fluids. "...Ah~ Ah...you slut..."

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