Auntie's Skills

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

5—The Price

Xiao Bo's phone rang, waking me from my sleep.

"Little Ye, are you coming to have lunch with us?"

"Hmm..." I was still half asleep. The hotel curtains were drawn, and no sunlight streamed in. I looked up and saw Aunt Fu still naked, nestled in my arms, one long, bare leg pressed against my stomach. "What time is it?"

"Huh? You're not still in bed, are you?" Xiao Bo shouted from the other end. "We're already at XS Street!"
I looked at my phone; it was 11:30. Good heavens. "I guess she's coming... um..."
A tingling sensation spread through my chest. No doubt, it was Aunt Fu causing trouble. She'd been woken up by the phone, and once she was awake, she wasn't up to anything. Her leg, pressing against my stomach, was bouncing up and down, making my manhood stand up and then lie down.

"Are you coming? When will you arrive?" Xiao Bo asked on the other end.

"I mean... um... I guess I can't make it." I'd already experienced Aunt Fu's tongue yesterday; after I got back to the room, she searched my body for quite a few switches.

"What are you doing? Just say it all at once!" Xiao Bo thought I was talking strangely.

Of course, have you ever seen a man talking normally while a beautiful woman is sucking your balls and one hand is touching your anus? As the saying goes, revenge only begets revenge. Ever since I punished her in the elevator last night, she came back and used the excuse of helping me shower to embarrass me. Of course, I didn't let her off the hook; I even gave her a semen spa treatment. I told her I'd already used a sample, which almost made her die of embarrassment.
But after getting revenge, neither of us had any energy left. Aunt Fu's bed was too wet to sleep on, so she had to sleep on Aunt Song's bed. And now, first thing this morning, she's ready to take revenge.
"I was yawning!" I quickly explained, afraid I'd give myself away, so I told her right away. "I'll call you again if I come out tonight." Then I hung up.

Aunt Fu turned to look at me and smiled, just like a child, not at all like an aunt.
"G City police found suspicious liquid in the elevator of the TG Hotel this morning, and are preparing to conduct DNA testing!"
I reached under her and took out some sticky liquid from her secret hole, smelled it, and frowned slightly. "After comparing scents, we have identified the suspect, and now we are sending out police dogs for further evidence!"
After saying that, I stuck out my tongue, spread her legs, and smelled and licked her, from her toes to her knees, and then to her crotch. After

licking it, I pulled my head back and said seriously to Aunt Fu, "The police dogs have now found the suspect, hiding in a pink secret hole. Your hole has been requisitioned by the police, and I'm going in to make the arrest." "

You little brat, you dare!" Before Aunt Fu could finish saying "dare," I flipped her over and straddled her.
"Don't resist! If you resist again, you'll be harboring a criminal, and you'll be punished the same as the criminal."

"Stop it, Ono!" Aunt Fu said, spreading one of her long legs to a 90-degree angle.

If there's one thing that's most beautiful about Aunt Fu, it's her long dancing leg and those powerful little feet. When that leg stretched straight up to the ceiling, I almost forgot about the hiding place of the criminal, which was exposed at the base of her thigh. I sat on her other thigh, holding Aunt Fu's long leg, greedily licking her ankle and the side of her foot. Of course, I also surrounded the hiding place with my balls, raising my penis and rubbing it back and forth against her thigh.
"Ah... Ono... let's do it again tonight, Director Yin is coming over in a bit..." Aunt Fu frowned, enjoying herself while giving me a pep talk.

I sucked on her toes again. Such beautiful feet, which drew such breathtaking dance moves on the stage, must be very sentimental. I was a little nervous. It was only noon, and I wondered if Minister Yin was coming to call Aunt Fu for lunch. He must be here soon!

"Mmm..." Sure enough, Aunt Fu's toes were very sensitive. She had almost forgotten that Minister Yin was coming and was moaning to herself. I felt my testicles getting wet, and I felt itchy. I wanted to go further in, but my penis was pointing upwards, so I had to release my grip on his leg and hold it, ready to give it a push. Just as I was about to reach the entrance, Aunt Fu's phone rang on the bedside table.

"Ah... I really can't!" I was nervous too, afraid that Minister Yin would come directly. The ringing of the phone startled me, and I was momentarily stunned.

Aunt Fu quickly pulled her leg back and twisted her body away. She kicked me down, then climbed on top of me, pinning me down, before answering the phone.

"Hello!...I just got up, about to take a shower..."

Aunt Fu leaned back to answer the phone, her two pointed nipples arrogantly pointing at my face. In popular parlance, I was being illuminated by the enemy's fire control radar! Wasn't this a provocation? I thought to myself, Aunt Fu's two nipples are like the switch on a stereo, but now that she's on the phone with Minister Yin, they're like the detonators of a nuclear weapon. If I were to lick them now, would Aunt Fu break off our friendship?

"...Okay...about thirty minutes...the shop is on XS Street...we'll eat there..."

My curiosity overwhelmed my reason. I gently put one of the nipples in my mouth, my tongue slowly pressing against it.

"..."

Minister Yin was saying something on the phone. Aunt Fu's body slumped down, as if she had suddenly lost all strength. Then she pressed my head down onto the pillow with her hand, and my whole body collapsed. I felt a darkness before my eyes as two large, elastic breasts pressed firmly against my face. It felt like all her weight was concentrated on her chest, as if afraid I could resist. She shook me from side to side a couple of times, and I felt like I couldn't even breathe.

"...Okay...I'll come downstairs in a bit!"

As the victim of this breast collapse, in the darkness and lack of oxygen, I heard Aunt Fu hang up the phone, and I instantly felt a glimmer of hope. Finally, my vision...

my vision of her breasts moved away, but only to adjust my position. Aunt Fu cupped my head, which had been tilted, and straightened it. Then her breasts collapsed a second time. No way? This is really going to kill me. I quickly took a deep breath, trying to live for a few more seconds. I

imitated those suffocating people on TV, flailing my arms and legs wildly. After a few seconds, they all slumped down limply, and I held my breath and remained still. This moment signifies that the protracted battle, from last night to today, has finally ended with me suffocating under Aunt Fu's breasts.

Aunt Fu was very satisfied with the result, rolled off me, her bathrobe nowhere to be seen, and since she wasn't dressed anyway, she went straight to the bathroom to shower. I even heard her lock the door from the inside.
Reflecting on the past 12 hours, I feel like I've suddenly grown up a lot and understand a lot more. I touched the pubic hair near my penis and the area around my stomach. Perhaps because of the thick hair there, Aunt Fu seems to particularly enjoy sitting on my stomach and rubbing against me, leaving a layer of some kind of clump (like dried mucus) on the hair. It seems I need to take a shower first, and then what? Should I really go play with Xiao Bo?

After Aunt Fu finished showering, she cleaned herself up, wearing a brightly colored dress, not even giving me a chance to see her naked body again. Seeing this, I was disheartened. I thought to myself that my brother was still on guard duty, waiting to earn some merit, so I simply closed my eyes and pretended to be dead. When she saw that I was still lying on the bed pretending to be dead, she came over and gave me artificial respiration, which brought me back to life. Then she kissed my forehead and then kissed my brother's forehead.

"Xiao Ye, I'm going to get my hair washed with Minister Yin this afternoon. You can play by yourself." She didn't say when she'd be back, or if she'd come looking for me, and then left.

After Aunt Fu left, I took another bath using her bath sponge. Before leaving, I glanced at the mess in the room, wondering what the cleaning staff would think. Then I sneaked back to my room; luckily it was next door, so no one noticed. After changing my clothes, my stomach started rumbling again. Why am I always so hungry when I'm with Aunt Fu?

I left the hotel alone and found something to eat nearby. It was only 1 PM, and I already felt lost.

I picked up the phone, thinking of calling Xiao Bo, but then I thought that being with those dancing girls couldn't possibly be anything good; they were all a bunch of crazy women. Speaking of Xiao Bo, she's really beautiful, and she has those long legs that excite me. But deep down, I always felt that pursuing her would feel like fawning over her father.
Although I haven't been in the Party or Youth League for long, I've seen quite a bit. Performance-oriented jobs like those in the trade union and Youth League are certainly fun, but striving for advancement isn't as simple as singing songs or hosting events. Right now, I'm chasing girls, chasing my feelings. Of course, I know that once you have a position, in this hierarchical system, countless girls will selflessly open themselves to you for promotion, or suffer losses without daring to speak up. You can have whomever you want, but am I willing to lose Xiao Ye now for that kind of life?
I know I shouldn't drag Xiao Bo into this. She simply likes me. But at that time, I couldn't separate these things clearly. I only knew that the closer I got to Xiao Bo, the further I was from Aunt Fu, the further I was from Sister Yang Ying, and the further I was from myself. I know Aunt Fu, Yang Ying, and myself will all leave me, but at least at that moment, I didn't want them to drift further away.

I stood at the hotel entrance for a long time. An empty taxi, thinking I wanted a ride, stopped in front of me. I waved to the driver apologetically and then walked towards the office building. Yang Ying is coming back tomorrow, and we'll be reviewing the work. I've been having so much fun with Aunt Fu these past two days that I've almost forgotten everything about the script. I need to go back and refresh my memory.

Sunday was unusually quiet in the office building; all the elevators were stopped on the first floor. I took the elevator up, passing the Arts and Sports Department and then Chairman Qin's office—it was all pitch black. I couldn't help but think of Aunt Fu again. If I hadn't eavesdropped that day, how would I have spent these past two days?

The prop room door was always unlocked; there wasn't anything valuable inside. I went in, too lazy to turn on the lights, and opened the curtains; the natural light from outside was plentiful. When we left that day, we left the script on the table. I lay down on the big office chair where Yang Ying had been lying, picked up the script, and started reading. When I saw the parts marked in red, I could hear Yang Ying's incredibly beautiful voice in my ears.

I closed my eyes, imagining her lying right next to me in that nightgown. I imagined Yang Ying, in her nightgown, standing in the empty auditorium, under the spotlight, working on our scripts. Her eyes were alluring, and I gazed at her tenderly; we were perfectly in sync.

Around 4 or 5 pm, I felt thirsty and decided to check which office was on duty so
I could ask for some water. Just as I got up to leave, I heard a voice at the door.

"...No one will definitely be here today..."

"But...how about tonight..."

It was a man's and a woman's voices. They both sounded familiar; the man had a strong local accent, but the woman didn't sound like her. I couldn't quite place them. Then I heard the door lock turning. I thought, how embarrassing would it be to stumble upon someone's date?
Looking around, thankfully, the office was surrounded by boxes. With the New Year approaching, the room was practically overflowing with them. I noticed a pile of cardboard boxes by the window, probably to keep them dry in the rain. There was a narrow passage, so I quickly ducked in, turning a corner and hiding behind the boxes. Through the gaps in the boxes, I could just glimpse the desks and chairs.

"What are you worried about… next year when you're in my department, are you going to be going to hotels every day…?"

"…"

"Look how clean and spacious this place is…"

I saw a girl in a shirt and skirt leaning against the desk, but I couldn't see her face. I could tell her hand was pushing forward, blocking something. I realized—it was a live broadcast!

"So after the New Year… when…"

"Didn't you come over today to see the transfer order…?"

"That said it's a temporary transfer to assist…"

"That's how it is… if you hadn't come first… how would I know if you were doing well…" The man's voice when he talked about doing well was truly chilling. "You make me unable to leave you... so naturally I want to keep you by my side..."

I thought to myself: So Li Juan wants to come to headquarters to assist with operations. Girls like her who study dance, after dancing for a few years, want to get a permanent position within the system. But if it's a regular permanent position, they'll be train attendants at the grassroots level, and because they lack expertise, it's hard to get ahead. But if they stay at headquarters to assist with operations and then get a permanent position, they'll be a staff member in a department, and after two years, they'll become an officer, which is equivalent to a section chief in a local station. This is something some train attendants can't achieve in their entire lives.

So instead of sleeping with the station leaders at the station, it's better to sleep with Section Chief Dong here. It's all the same, but the starting point is much higher than others.

"...Shouldn't we close the curtains first?... Hmm..."

The girl seemed to be rejecting the kiss and turned her face away. I slapped my forehead. Isn't this Li Juan? She was the one who showed me around the backstage area on my first day here. She's such a delicate and spoiled girl, why is she shy today? Judging from her expression, it doesn't seem like she's shy, she even seems a little disgusted.

"Okay... Brother Dong... don't rush... um..." Li Juan tried to coax him, but before she could finish speaking, a large hand grabbed her chin and twisted her face back, followed by the sound of saliva. I was shocked. Brother Dong? Could it be the same Brother Dong who looked so honest and simple at dinner that day, a forty-year-old man who hadn't found a girlfriend? I continued to peek out from the crack in the box.

The large hand squeezed Li Juan's chest a couple of times, then lifted her shirt, and pulled her bra down, revealing two soft little rabbits on Li Juan's chest. Although they weren't big, they were quite pretty, round and full. Then I saw a mouth take them in.

This time I saw it clearly, it really was Brother Dong. Brother Dong kissed her chest a couple of times, then lifted Li Juan's skirt, sniffed between her legs, and tried to pull down Li Juan's socks, but after a few haphazard attempts, he couldn't open them. He pushed Li Juan onto the table, lifted both legs, and then, along her waist, grabbed her underwear and stockings and pulled them up. He then pressed his thighs against her body, revealing her pert buttocks and vulva. I couldn't see what was there, only Li Juan's furrowed brows, her expression a mixture of shyness and shame.
"Mmm... Brother Dong... hurry up and finish..." Li Juan urged, seeing Brother Dong licking endlessly, and realizing the position was uncomfortable. I thought to myself, "Your place is delicious. When I ate Sister Yang Ying and Aunt Fu, I didn't want to let go either. Just enjoy it."

Brother Dong licked a few more times, then looked up. His expression wasn't one of satisfaction after enjoying a delicious treat, which puzzled me: Was the taste bad? What kind of taste could this thing have?

Seeing Brother Dong stop licking, Li Juan lifted her legs, preparing to put them down.

"Don't move," Brother Dong pressed her legs down, looking displeased. "Show me yourself..."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, you mean you touch yourself?" Brother Dong probably felt he was being a bit vulgar, not speaking like a section chief at all, so he said gently, "Your body is so cute, I want to see you touch it yourself."

Li Juan had just raised her head to get up when her legs were pinned down, rendering her immobile. Already embarrassed and annoyed, Dong Ge's words made her face flush red. She gritted her teeth, but couldn't lash out. Hesitating for a moment, realizing she had no other choice, she reached down to rub her vulva, silently clenching her jaw.
"Can't you even make a sound?" Dong Ge growled, a flash of anger crossing his face. But he quickly regained his usual gentleness, his expression now one of anxiety and helplessness. "Hey, don't you even want to help me out?"

Li Juan, hearing this, became anxious, vigorously rubbing her vulva. I could hear the splashing even from a distance. Hearing this, my manhood swelled up. Aunt Fu had left without resolving the issue, and he was seething with anger. Hearing this sound aroused him. I thought to myself: Go back! It's none of your business! But unfortunately, he couldn't hear me.

"Hmm...uh...uh..." Her jaw loosened, and she squeezed out some humming sounds through her teeth.
Dong Ge's expression changed as well; his complexion improved considerably. He quickly loosened his belt, pulled out a soft, limp thing, about the length of a finger, drooping like a large worm. I finally understood. So Dong Ge hadn't reacted much after all that, but this was only now? He was getting excited too early, wasn't he?
Dong Ge swung the worm at Li Juan's buttocks a couple of times, making a slapping sound. Then he actually tried to insert it. I was genuinely shocked: did he think this meant he was erect? Was that even possible?
Sure enough, Dong Ge's grip on that thing wasn't working well. It looked quite large, but when he tried to push it forward, it either got shortened or bent; it just wouldn't go in. Watching it made me incredibly aroused; I almost wanted to go out and help him.
Dong Ge figured that Li Juan's legs might still be connected by her stockings and underwear, preventing them from fully opening. So he quickly pulled one foot out of the stockings and underwear, then spread her legs wide. Li Juan, being a dancer, had long legs that could easily spread 180 degrees. She was incredibly frustrated, afraid that Dong Ge would continue to torment her. Feeling that spreading her legs wasn't enough, she reached over her legs and forcefully pried her vulva open, trying to make it easier for that worm to crawl in…

"Hmph—hmph—" I saw Dong Ge thrusting against Li Juan's buttocks, as if he had managed to get it in, but was afraid it would fall out if he spread it open even a little. He was making humming sounds. Li Juan also let go of her hands, hugged her thighs, and hummed softly with her eyes closed. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for them.

But after only a few hums, Dong Ge stopped thrusting, looked down, and what the heck! He hadn't actually gone in; he had just washed his hair at the entrance! I was really anxious at the time, thinking, "Brother Dong, what are you doing? You want to mess with a girl like this?" Li Juan knew exactly what was going on. She opened her eyes, sat up, put her legs back on the floor, and leaned against the desk. She didn't know what to say or see, and without even straightening her clothes, she just smoothed her hair, waiting for her fate.

Brother Dong's face fell when he saw he hadn't succeeded. Seeing Li Juan standing again, he probably felt embarrassed, so he grabbed her breast with one hand and her chin with the other. "I told you to scream! Why aren't you screaming!"

I thought to myself, siding with Li Juan. She just wanted to be fucked, she wasn't an actress. He hadn't even fucked her, how would she know how to scream?

"Brother Dong…it hurts…it hurts…" Li Juan was in pain from his grip, trying to push his hands away, but she couldn't get the strength. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Brother Dong probably realized he had gone too far and released her. He suddenly looked very naive and aggrieved. "I'm sorry... it's so hard for me to handle you like this... could you help me?" After saying that, he took a step back, grabbed Li Juan's hair near her ear, and pressed her down.

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..." Li Juan buried her head, and I could only see her waist at a 90-degree angle, her buttocks swaying back and forth, and she was making some moans, presumably licking the worm. After a while, I saw her kneel down, I didn't know if she wanted to kneel or if she was forced to kneel.
"Ugh..." Li Juan's voice suddenly changed, before it was the kind of moaning with an ice pop in her mouth, suddenly it felt like the struggle of someone drowning, she groaned for a while, and then "wah" sounded as she coughed and spat. I saw her slowly stand up, probably because she had been kneeling on the floor for too long, her knees hurt, and she stood up shakily.

"Juan... you're really good to me..." Brother Dong's voice revealed some excitement and joy. I saw Li Juan lean back against the desk, her face flushed, her hair disheveled, and she was still coughing.

"Dong... Brother Dong... your thing is too big... give it to me..." Juan said in a coquettish voice, panting. Then she lifted her buttocks and lay down on the desk, raising her legs and, like before, spreading and rubbing her private parts with both hands, but this time she was no longer shy, moaning as she rubbed. "Mmm... hurry... mmm..."

"Xiao Juan, I told you you understand me best..." Brother Dong's voice choked up, recalling Aunt Fu's words, "How many girls have time to understand you?" He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Indeed, if Brother Dong were seriously dating, Li Juan would have slapped him and left by now, she wouldn't have time to understand him.

Brother Dong is Brother Dong, someone understands him, and he still went in with some self-respect. He started thrusting into Li Juan's buttocks. While thrusting, he kept asking, "Xiao Juan, is it good?... Hmm?... Is your Brother Dong good enough?"

Li Juan, of course, understood. She rubbed her breasts and moaned, "Good... Hmm... Brother Dong... Uh... So strong..."

After a few dozen thrusts, Brother Dong's breathing became rapid. He asked again, "Xiao Juan... Hmm... Are you... there yet?"
Li Juan, with her eyes closed, answered while moaning, "Hurry up... I'm about to... I'm coming..."
Hearing this, Brother Dong was extremely pleased and began to speed up.

"Ah..." Li Juan let out a scream, her face contorted in pain. Her legs, which had been swinging in the air, were now taut, and even her abdomen seemed to instinctively tighten. I was wondering how it could be so fast when I heard another sound. "Ah..."

This sound was intoxicating, but it wasn't Li Juan's pleasure. Brother Dong's face was contorted; his hands, which had been holding her buttocks, were now tightly gripping a piece of flesh on her inner thigh! The scene was horrifying and chilling. Li Juan trembled in pain, crying out, "Brother Dong... I'm here... let me go... let me go..."

"Little Juan... your Brother Dong is almost here too!" Brother Dong gave a few more strained slaps on her buttocks, as if he were desperately trying to hold something back, his face covered in wrinkles. He suddenly pulled out the worm, his body convulsing a few times. Then he swayed to the desk near me,

"Slap... slap..." I heard Brother Dong slap the worm again, and then I heard him say, "Little Juan... lick it clean for me..."

I couldn't see Li Juan's face, only Brother Dong's two dark buttocks, the sound of Li Juan licking an ice pop, and Brother Dong convulsing a couple more times before pulling up his pants and saying... "Li Juan, you're so kind! Don't worry, with your brother Dong here, I'll definitely keep you here after you arrive."

Brother Dong tightened his belt and prepared to leave, but after taking two steps, he stopped and turned back, saying, "Well, I'm on duty today, and I have a lot to do. Please tidy up here later... Thank you for your hard work."

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/221579.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=221579&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Dark chat logs

Next Page : He planted the seed of his master's wife.

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Auntie's Skills

comment Open a new window to view comments