upper classmate's mother

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During my three years of high school, my classmate and I became best friends, so I often went to their house to play.

Because I have a bit of a mother complex and am very interested in incest between mother and son (I'll talk about that later), during my three years of boarding school, every time I went home, I would secretly take a pair of my mother's underwear to school to play with. I often went to my classmate's house, and his aunt's underwear was often drying on his balcony. One time, by chance, I saw a pair of pink underwear, and with my heart racing, I secretly put it in my pocket. From then on, my collection of underwear included my aunt's.

After that, my aunt came into my sight. She wasn't as tall as my mother, who is 162 cm tall. My aunt was about 155 cm tall, and her figure was similar to my mother's, both very voluptuous, with breasts the same size as my mother's, an E cup (I'm not exaggerating at all; I don't know why so many young girls have small breasts, but many women my mother's age in her 60s have large breasts). Before I knew it, I graduated from high school. During the summer vacation of my sophomore year of college, one night I was drinking with my classmate at my aunt's house. My classmate's parents also drank quite a bit. My aunt and uncle both had a good tolerance for alcohol, and the four of us drank quite a lot. My aunt and uncle went to sleep, and my classmate and I went to an internet cafe to play League of Legends. Around 11 o'clock, my classmate's father called, saying that one of my classmate's uncles had some trouble and that my classmate needed to go with him. We went back home. After they left, I went home too. When I was almost home, I remembered that my aunt was home alone, and because I had been drinking, I impulsively turned back.

My aunt's house was by the roadside, and the gate to her yard was locked. There was a two-meter-high wall, but in my impulsiveness, I climbed over it. Her house door wasn't locked, and I sneaked into her room. The streetlights were shining through the window, and my aunt was only wearing underwear and a bra, fast asleep.

At that moment, I didn't think about rape or anything like that; I just wanted to have sex with my aunt. With the alcohol and my excitement, I shakily pulled off her underwear and pressed myself against her. When I penetrated her, she woke up.

She had also drunk quite a bit, and her breath reeked of alcohol. She called out, "Ah, who is it?" I said it was me. When she saw it was me, she pushed and hit me, but her cursing became much quieter. The initial shock made her shout loud, but later, probably afraid of being heard, her voice became much softer.

The vaginas of mature women who have given birth are different from those of young girls. A woman who has given birth always has a moist vagina. Therefore, penetration is easy, and so I continued to go in and out amidst the aunt's scolding and hitting.

People who have drunk too much might have this feeling: it's hard to ejaculate when drunk, and it takes much longer than usual...

After about ten minutes, the aunt's scolding and hitting subsided considerably, but she still pushed me and occasionally cursed at me. When it felt like almost half an hour had passed, just before I was about to ejaculate, the aunt's moans were quite loud, and with a final thrust, I ejaculated inside her.

Afterwards, I was covered in sweat, and the alcohol had worn off. I started to get scared and kept apologizing to the aunt, saying I was sorry, that I liked her too much, and that I couldn't control myself. She didn't say anything, just lay on her side on the bed without moving, and told me to leave. I put on my clothes and went out, but I couldn't get out of the yard. So I went back into the aunt's room and asked her to open the door for me. She didn't try to hide it from me; she was naked except for a coat, and she waddled out to the yard to open the door for me. As I left, I kept apologizing to her in a low voice, but she still didn't say anything.

Back home, I was really scared. What if she called the police or told my classmate's father? I would be finished. How could I have lost control of my lust and done such a thing? The next morning, I went to his house early. My classmate and his father weren't home yet. After knocking, the aunt opened the door. Once inside, I kept confessing what I had done the night before. The aunt said, "Don't worry, I won't call the police or tell them. Tell me to leave!" My heart finally settled, and I slunk home. I didn't dare go to my classmate's house again that summer. Every time I played with him, I felt guilty!

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