Aunt's groans

As time went by, I slowly grew up, and my genitals finally matured. However, regrettably, before I could enjoy my neighbor Lian's real footjob, her whole family moved away, leaving the city where I lived. For a long time, I was consumed by deep longing for Lian…
My aunt was always single, and it was usually just the two of us at home. In her eyes, I was still a child, so she was very casual at home, sometimes even changing her underwear in front of me. Because of Lian's presence, I had never paid attention to my aunt's feet. Only after Lian's family moved away did I suddenly realize that there had always been such an unforgettable beauty around me! My aunt's feet were different from Lian's; they possessed a slender and mature beauty. Each of her toes was so delicate. Perhaps due to walking a lot, some parts of the soles of her feet were slightly yellowed and hardened, making them even more alluring.
My aunt was very strict with me, often making me do chores like washing clothes and polishing shoes. The first time I touched my aunt's worn stockings was when I was in the first year of junior high school… One evening, as usual, my aunt took off her stockings and threw them into the laundry tub in the bathroom, clearly intending for me to wash them the next day. Lying in bed, reminiscing about the days I spent with Sister Lian, my penis involuntarily hardened. "Never mind, I'd better just go to sleep." I got up to go to the bathroom, and while urinating, I saw the stockings in the tub. "What would my aunt's stockings smell like?" I involuntarily picked up one of her stockings and brought it to my nose, taking a deep breath. Instantly, a mixture of sour and the unique fragrance of stockings filled my nostrils. I was captivated and couldn't control myself any longer. I grabbed the other stocking and hurriedly returned to my bed. I lay on the bed, covering my nose with the sole of one stocking and sniffing it intensely. My unruly little penis was already bulging against my underwear. After a series of deep inhalations, I put the other stocking in my mouth and licked it vigorously. The stocking had a faint salty taste, which was simply wonderful. I couldn't resist the stimulation of the stocking any longer and started vigorously stimulating my penis with my hand. After a few more strokes, I put the saliva-covered stocking over my penis, closed my eyes, and fantasized about kissing my aunt's fragrant lotus. After another few strokes, a stream of white semen gushed out, all of it shooting into my aunt's stocking. But I still felt unsatisfied, so I put the other stocking over my penis. This time, the battle lasted much longer than the first time. After two orgasms, I quickly fell asleep, without even having time to remove the stocking from my penis. From then on, my aunt's stockings became my best masturbation tool. After some time, I discovered that the scent of leather mixed with foot fragrance was also very alluring, so every time I masturbated, I added another tool: my aunt's shoes. I would first put the stockings over my penis, then slip the shoe inside, and then lie on the bed and thrust vigorously, the other stocking pressed against my face, as if my aunt's foot were pressed against my face. But after each masturbation, I would feel regret; how wonderful it would be to actually kiss my aunt's feet.
One summer Sunday, my aunt and I went shopping early, ate lunch out, and didn't get home until 3 pm. As soon as we entered the house, my aunt exclaimed that she was exhausted and lay down on the bed without even putting away the things she had bought. "I need to rest for a while, aren't you going to sleep?" my aunt asked me, facing the wall without turning her head. "I..." I didn't answer. "Whatever." I stood by my aunt's bed, looking at her feet in stockings, and my penis immediately became erect. "Maybe today is a good opportunity!" I thought to myself, and gently lay down on the other side of my aunt's bed, head to toe, facing her. Although I moved very lightly, my aunt still felt me get on the bed. She gently kicked me back with her foot and said, "I'm not going to sleep in your room, I'm snuggling up to you here." I didn't answer, not because I didn't want to, but because I was speechless. My aunt's foot had hit me right in the face, and I was so excited that my face was flushed, my heart was pounding, and my throat felt dry. My aunt didn't say anything more. I patiently waited for my aunt to fall asleep, and as soon as I heard her soft snoring, I couldn't wait to bring my face close to the soles of her feet. I took a deep breath through my nose, and the scent of my aunt's feet immediately filled my nostrils—it felt amazing. To avoid my aunt noticing, I turned my head away as I exhaled, savoring the fragrance of her foot as I turned away to inhale and exhale. Gradually, I grew bolder. I stopped turning my head and even stuck out my tongue, gently pressing the tip against the sole of my aunt's foot. I used my hand to pull my already erect penis out of my shorts and stroked it back and forth. My aunt's snoring continued unabated, which emboldened me even more. My tongue began to roam over the sole of her foot, and I gently lifted her skirt, rubbing it against my penis. Suddenly, my aunt's foot moved, and her snoring stopped. I was extremely nervous, immediately stopping all movement, my tongue still on the sole of her foot, barely daring to breathe. Thankfully, my aunt didn't move again, and soon her snoring resumed. I started my "exercise" again, and a few times I accidentally bumped the head of my penis against my aunt's leg. Every time I touched it, I felt an irresistible urge! But my aunt's snoring never stopped. Just as I was about to ejaculate, my aunt suddenly rolled over, and before I could get away, my penis was pressed against her leg. I tried to control myself and prevent my penis from moving around, but all my efforts were in vain. My penis throbbed uncontrollably, rubbing against my aunt's leg and the sheets. Finally, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated wildly. My aunt's leg and the sheets were covered in my semen! I was suddenly shocked to find that, whether it was because I was too nervous or too engrossed, I was now holding my aunt's toes in my mouth! I lay there, frozen, not daring to move, with my aunt's toes in my mouth. My aunt didn't move. After a while, she rolled over and faced the wall again, freeing my penis from under her legs. Her toes also rolled over and naturally slipped out of my mouth. I still didn't move. After a while, I heard her snoring again. I quietly got up and slipped into the bathroom to wipe myself clean with toilet paper. To cover my tracks, I sneaked back to my aunt's bedroom and wiped the sheets and her legs clean with toilet paper. My aunt was sleeping soundly… That night, I didn't use my aunt's stockings and shoes to masturbate. Instead, I lay in bed, reminiscing about the wonderful feeling from noon…
The next day, I found my aunt was perfectly fine, and I was completely relieved. That night, I finally couldn't resist and used my aunt's stockings and shoes to masturbate again. However, on the third night, I suddenly discovered that my aunt had washed her stockings herself, and all her shoes had been put away in her room! I was a little scared. Had my aunt noticed that I hadn't been able to relax for the last three days of the week, even affecting my classes and making me constantly distracted? Finally, Sunday arrived. After lunch, my aunt lay down on the bed again. "I'm taking a nap, you should take a nap too. Come on," she said. Without waiting for my reply, she turned over and went to sleep facing the wall. I hesitated for a moment, then finally couldn't resist the temptation of her beautiful, fragrant feet and lay down next to her. How could I let such an opportunity slip by?! Just like last time, I chose the head-to-toe position. Today, my aunt had actually taken off her stockings to sleep; they were placed beside her feet. Since she wasn't asleep yet, I could only gently take the stockings and cover my face to enjoy them for a while. After a while, my aunt started snoring, and like an athlete hearing the starting gun, I began my beloved task. After taking off her stockings, my aunt's feet felt wonderful to kiss, and when my face was pressed against them, I felt even more aroused… During my intense session, her feet twitched a few times, perhaps because they were too itchy, but her snoring never stopped, which emboldened me. The final ejaculation was almost identical to last time; my penis was again pressed under her legs. This time, however, her snoring didn't stop even when she turned over, so I boldly thrust in and out a few times before ejaculating. "So my aunt sleeps really soundly!" I thought to myself, getting out of bed. Next came cleaning up, and I took the opportunity to kiss and lick her legs a few times, feeling incredibly happy. It was more than ten minutes after I finished cleaning up that my aunt woke up.
For the next week, my aunt continued to wash her own stockings. With little hope, I resorted to stealing a clean pair from her wardrobe before she came home from work to use for masturbation that night. The week passed quickly, and it was Sunday noon again. After lunch, my aunt took a nap. She didn't ask me to go to bed today, but I obediently got into bed, and of course, she didn't object. Naturally, I enjoyed myself again. What excited me most this time was that during my final thrust, my aunt rolled over a full 180 degrees, and we were almost face to face. And this time, my penis ejaculated between my aunt's legs! As soon as I pulled my penis out, my aunt rolled over again, curling up and sticking her buttocks out. My aunt's buttocks were completely exposed outside her skirt! She was wearing black underwear, which made her already full buttocks even more sexy! I knelt gently on the bed, leaned down, and rubbed my penis against my aunt's vulva through her underwear a few times. Afraid of waking her, I only rubbed it a few times before stopping... And so, every Sunday noon, I would take a blissful nap. I never accidentally woke my aunt; sometimes she wouldn't turn over, but usually her legs were close to mine, allowing me to insert my penis directly between them from behind. About a month later, things changed...
With the arrival of the rainy season, the rain became noticeably more frequent. One Saturday night, it rained again. The rain was heavy, with thunder and lightning, which was quite frightening. It was already past eleven, and I lay in bed unable to sleep. It wasn't the thunder that scared me, but the thought of tomorrow being Sunday filled me with excitement! "Time is passing so slowly! If only I could... hehe! How wonderful that would be!" I daydreamed. "..." "That's right! I can say I'm afraid of thunder, then I can sleep in Auntie's room, right? That way...! That's it!" I jumped out of bed, grabbed the blanket, and ran to Auntie's room. Auntie wasn't asleep yet; she was reading a novel. When she saw me come in, she was startled. Before she could ask, I said, "I'm a little scared, can I sleep in this room?" Auntie smiled slightly and said, "Sure." For some reason, a blush appeared on her face. I quickly climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Auntie. "I'm not reading anymore," Auntie said, closing the book and turning off the lamp. The rain outside was loud. I waited for a long time but couldn't hear Auntie snoring, and I started to get anxious. Suddenly, Auntie moved. She was facing inwards, but she kicked her leg back, and her foot touched my face, though there was a blanket between us. After her foot touched my face, she didn't move anymore. I guessed she had fallen asleep, so I casually lifted the blanket off her feet. This had two advantages: first, it allowed me to test if my aunt was asleep; second, even if she wasn't, I could claim I was breathless if she pressed me for an answer. My aunt didn't move at all, so I was certain. I quickly stuck out my tongue and licked the soles of her feet. She was lying on her side with her legs together. I gently lifted the blanket covering her and slipped my penis inside. As usual, I placed my penis between her legs and gently moved my hips back and forth. "After a week of work, Auntie must be exhausted and sleeping soundly. I'm going to enjoy myself." So I held her feet with both hands, first licking the soles of her feet thoroughly, then using my tongue to thrust in and out between her toes. My aunt didn't move, so I became even more engrossed, sucking on each of her toes one by one. Unbeknownst to me, the rain outside had stopped. I suddenly heard my aunt let out two soft "ahs," and I froze, all my movements stopping instantly. My head was spinning. "You... ah, no, don't stop. I, ah, I, want you to continue, ah, kiss my feet." My aunt's breathing was rapid, and I could feel her body trembling. I remained stunned. "Hurry! Hurry!" Her voice became even more urgent. I blankly continued kissing her feet, and her body began to writhe. My penis felt incredibly pleasurable as her legs rubbed against it. "Ah... ah..." My aunt's moans were incredibly seductive as she writhed and murmured. Suddenly, my aunt sat up. I had been holding her feet, but her movement caused me to shift from lying on my side to lying flat on my back. My aunt raised half of her right buttock, pulled her underwear down to her thigh with her right hand, then grabbed my penis and swayed it up and down a few times. She positioned the head of my penis against her vulva and sat down on me. "Mmm," "Ah," my aunt swayed her hips back and forth on me, and I felt waves of heat rising within me, my penis hardening. My aunt changed positions again, raising and lowering her hips. Suddenly, she stopped. With a swift movement, she removed her bra, then bent down and pressed her full, firm breasts against my mouth, her hips swaying back and forth again. I felt a gush of fluid erupt from my penis, and at the same time, my aunt groaned and collapsed onto me. The feeling was simply wonderful, a feeling I had never experienced before. I rolled over and pinned my aunt beneath me, smearing the fluid from my penis onto her pubic hair and abdomen. I spread her legs and thrust my penis into her again. I lowered my head and kissed her lips and breasts, my penis pumping vigorously. My aunt began to moan again. I stopped, lifted her legs, and kissed her feet incessantly, my lower body moving back and forth forcefully. Gradually, my aunt's moans subsided. She kept shaking her head, her face and body covered in sweat, even her hair was soaked. I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated a second time. I pulled my penis out of her vagina and wiped it on her feet. Now my aunt was limp as a lump of mud, completely at my mercy. I grabbed her feet and rubbed my penis against them, finally ejaculating a third time between her toes. I lay down beside her and fell into a deep sleep. That night, I slept very soundly.
The next day, I woke up to find it already bright. I turned my head and saw my aunt sitting beside me, staring blankly at me. I sat up and reached out to hug her, but she pushed me away. I looked at her, feeling very strange. After a long while, two tears streamed down my aunt's face. "It's all my fault, I shouldn't... I shouldn't have done this." "It's my fault. Actually, the first time we took a nap together, I..." "I know, I know every time, I should have stopped you sooner, but..." "You knew?! Then, why didn't you react at all?" "I did react, but you were too engrossed to notice." "Then why didn't you stop me?" "I... I, that feeling, it's so... I've never experienced anything like it before... so... I couldn't resist that feeling... so..." "I also love that feeling, so I couldn't control myself." "From now on, we can't do this..." "No, I still want to..." "You can't, even though you did last night... but you're still young... and you often, often masturbate." "You knew, that's why you put away your stockings and shoes. When did you find out?" "The night after our first nap, I got up to go to the bathroom and saw you... in bed." "I really want to be with you again... I won't masturbate anymore, because there's no need. From now on, we'll only do it once a week, okay?" “I…you should study hard and not let your parents down. Besides, what we're doing is…so…” “I don’t care, I want to be with Auntie.” Before she could finish, I pulled her into a tight embrace and sealed her lips with mine. She didn’t resist, and our tongues intertwined…

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