My lewd aunt's daughter calls me Dad

My aunt's name is Yan, a woman in her thirties. Ever since she came into our home, I felt all the blood in my body rushing to my penis, my eyes never leaving her for a moment. She exuded an indescribable heat. Her skin was fair and tender, her figure slender, her waist slim, her buttocks round, and her breasts large and firm. Her measurements were unparalleled: 36-25-37. She possessed all the beauty a woman could desire; no man who saw her would want to sleep with her. What I found most unbearable was that she often wore very short skirts in the summer, revealing a section of her snow-white thigh that made my penis stand erect. What I found most unbearable was her sitting posture, which allowed me to see the petals of her vulva encased in her panties.

Because my parents worked in another city, I lived with my uncle. I remember one day, because it was so hot, she wore a thin white silk dress, and her black bra was faintly visible underneath. Sitting next to me, writing in her diary, I caught a glimpse of her two plump, round, snow-white breasts through her loose neckline. Her high, white breasts formed a tight cleavage, and the intoxicating scent of milk and perfume made my blood rush. This scene indeed made me wet my head several times.
After dinner, I went to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I discovered something that fascinated me. In the washing machine basket, there was a pair of underwear—the ones that had been taken off my aunt's alluring body! I pulled out my penis, and while urinating, I stared intently at the underwear. I turned around and saw another item in front of me: a woman's sanitary napkin, hanging there, still stained with blood. I couldn't resist leaning in and taking a deep sniff; the strong, pungent smell made my penis hard.

Just then, my aunt called me from outside, "I'm going to eat!" I took a deep sniff, inhaling the mature, sexy scent of my aunt's underwear deeply into my brain. Reluctantly, I put down the stockings and left the bathroom.
After eating, I went back to the bathroom, picked up my aunt's panties, and inhaled their pungent, alluring scent deeply. My aunt's alluring lower body kept flashing before my eyes. Her intoxicating fragrance was deeply absorbed into my brain, and my penis became uncontrollably erect.

I took my aunt's panties and slipped them onto my hard glans; it felt incredibly good. The soft panties gently caressed my rock-hard glans. So comfortable! Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran down my neck, and thick, hot semen shot violently onto my aunt's panties, again and again… the ejaculation continued relentlessly, soaking through her silk panties. A strange pleasure enveloped my entire body.

Because my uncle worked away from home for long periods and rarely returned, my aunt, deprived of sex, became quite promiscuous. However, she didn't readily reveal this. Every night, I could hear her moaning in her room. At those times, I had an urge to rush in and have my way with her. One night, on my way to the bathroom, I passed her door and heard her alluring moans. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw her lying naked on the bed, tossing and turning, one hand kneading her breast, the other stroking a spot below her abdomen. I knew she was unable to suppress her loneliness again.

The weather in July was unbearably hot, and I rushed into the bathroom. Unexpectedly, my aunt was taking a shower. Before me lay her alluring naked body. I saw her slender, fair neck, flowing gracefully downwards, connecting to her full, rounded shoulders. Her back was straight and shapely, truly voluptuous yet supple. Suddenly, she turned to face me, allowing me to admire her full, rounded breasts, their skin like smooth jade. Seeing those peaks, I was suddenly reminded of Mount Fuji in Japan—so beautiful, like two extra-large steamed buns, firm and without the slightest sagging. The two bright nipples atop her breasts resembled buds about to bloom after the rain, displaying vibrant life and unparalleled beauty. Below her breasts, her abdomen was flat, delicate, and slightly rounded. She had finished soaping and was rinsing. Her slender waist swayed frequently under the showerhead, like a willow dancing in the spring breeze, graceful and charming. Several sweet, flowing curves then drew my gaze to her round, full buttocks. Ah, the skin there was translucent and plump, as if the delicate skin was about to burst. Truly a masterpiece of nature, like a full moon shining brightly. Below her flat stomach was a mound resembling a grave. I'd never seen it before, but I was certain it was the female genitalia described in books, covered by a sparse, dark, shiny patch of pubic hair. Her shapely, long legs were perfectly proportioned, without an ounce of excess fat…

My penis stood erect, and I felt an intense urge to hold her, kiss her, and make love to her.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't look at me!" A sudden shout jolted me awake.
Stimulated by her beautiful naked body, I couldn't resist. I rushed over to embrace her, and although she turned away in surprise, I still managed to grab her naked body from behind. My aunt was startled by my actions and quickly covered her genitals with her hands. But her attempt to conceal it was unnecessary, as I had already secretly observed her body for a long time and saw everything clearly. I reached out to touch her breasts. She tried to push me away, but I couldn't overcome her strength. I held her tightly around the waist, her arms gripped firmly. I was now completely captivated, burying my face in her neck, back, and behind her ears, kissing her passionately. Her body began to tremble slightly. Although she was still resisting, her strength had lessened, and she wasn't as resolute as before. Later, I noticed she had stopped struggling, her head tilted back against my shoulder, so I released her arms. Although her arms were free, she no longer pushed me away, standing motionless, her body trembling slightly. I then turned to face her and saw her head slightly tilted back, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her cherry lips trembling. I pulled her into my arms, and when her firm yet soft breasts pressed against my chest, I felt a jolt of electricity. I kissed her small, bright red lips.

She whispered, "No...no...uh...uh..."
Of course, I didn't stop, using one hand to hold her head and press my lips against hers. She stopped struggling and let me kiss her passionately. Later, I felt her arms tightly wrapped around my waist, her two small fists lightly pounding my back intermittently. I kissed every inch of her face and neck frantically, then knelt down and kissed her breasts, gently nibbling at them with my tongue. Her body trembled instantly. Then I knelt down again, holding her thighs and burying my head between her legs, kissing her hairy pubic area. At this moment, a clear, high-pitched moan, like a nightingale's song, escaped her throat. Her body convulsed violently, and contrary to her usual behavior, she not only gave up resisting but also automatically parted her legs to make it easier for my tongue to enter. Perhaps her desire had been aroused by me, and she had become very docile. I smelled a faint fragrance from her vagina. Under my caresses, she stood there motionless, her eyes half-closed and mouth half-open, her face full of shyness, helpless, softly and intermittently calling my name.

"Oh...ll...ll...you...ah...you little rascal...you can't do this."
I pressed down on her shoulders. Her eyes were tightly closed, her body trembling, and she obediently knelt down. I helped her lie on the ground, and she did not resist. I spread her legs and climbed on top of her, holding her tightly in my arms. She sensed something was wrong and opened her beautiful eyes, pushing my hands away and murmuring softly, "No...no...ll...oh, the floor is so cold."

Not wanting to force her, I thought we should go to the bedroom first, so I helped her to her feet and got a towel to dry her. She neither refused nor agreed, but stood motionless with her eyes closed, letting me wipe and caress every inch of her naked body. I dried her slowly and carefully because this was my first time touching a woman's body, and I was slowly appreciating it.

"Auntie, let's go back to the room," I said, drying her and pulling her hand out of the bathroom.
She didn't say anything, and I pushed and pulled her into the bedroom.
As soon as we entered the bedroom, I swept her up in my arms. Although she wasn't short, she wasn't heavy, probably a little over fifty kilograms, so I didn't feel any weight carrying her. I placed her on the bed, and saw that her eyes were hazy, her face flushed like a peony in the mist, or a peach blossom moistened by rain. Unable to resist my desire, I touched her body with my hand. Her beautiful eyes were closed, but she was struggling and blindly pushing me away. But I could tell that she wasn't giving it her all, but rather was "half-heartedly resisting".
I wanted to strike while the iron was hot and immediately use the technique I learned from watching adult films to lick her body, starting from her cheeks, ears, and neck, down to her breasts. Each lick made her body tremble to varying degrees. This was probably because different parts of her body had different levels of sensitivity. So I licked her most sensitive spots, such as her earlobes, areolas, nipples, armpits, and groin, with even more effort, making her moan and tremble incessantly. Her reaction was most intense when I licked her clitoris; her breathing became rapid, her body twisted uncontrollably, and she cried out loudly, "Oh, you little devil...you're going to...kill me!"

Seeing her in so much pain, I thought I had hurt her and stopped. But as soon as I stopped, she cried out again, "I...no...don't stop!" and grabbed my hair, pressing it down hard, as if afraid I would run away.

"I...hold me...come up and hold me tight..." she murmured, her eyes slightly open in embarrassment.
I immediately got into bed and lay down beside her, tightly embracing her soft, voluptuous body, kissing her passionately, our skin pressed together. She couldn't help but open her arms and hug me tightly, cooperatively parting her cherry lips slightly to receive my tongue, her tongue gently licking mine with the tip. At that moment, I noticed her eyes were very special, a look I had never seen before—a captivating combination of gratitude, longing, anticipation, and excitement. Seeing the time was right, I climbed on top of her, one hand under her neck, the other under her waist, lifting her upper body. I held her, kissing her, my erect penis pressing against her soft vulva. Her pelvis moved, rising and falling. I had heard that male-female intercourse involves the penis entering the woman's vagina, so I tried to insert my hard penis into her tight opening. The first two times, it didn't go in. I noticed her expression was tense, and I sensed she had spread her legs wider. I continued thrusting…

then her waist suddenly arched upwards, followed by a cry of "Oh!" and her eyes closed. I couldn't tell if it was a cheer or fear. I only felt my penis enter a trap. The condom was warm, soft, tight, and slippery, encasing my penis, and it was rhythmically undulating. Her pelvis was twisting, and her waist was undulating up and down. I was still puzzled. After a while, my aunt slightly opened her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she said softly, as if pleading, "Why aren't you moving? Hurry up, I can't take it anymore."

I teased her, saying, "How should I move, Auntie?" I continued, "Auntie, teach me, I've never done this before."
"You little rascal, you don't even know how to do it, yet you tried to rape your auntie. Now, I have to teach you how to rape me."
She stretched out two fingers and pinched the base of my penis, saying, "Your precious thing needs to keep going in and out of me, thrusting hard, to feel good. But you have to be gentle at first, go slowly and gently, otherwise I can't take it. Once I have a strong reaction and you feel that I'm very lubricated inside, you can gradually speed up and increase the force. Hurry up and start." As she spoke, I noticed that she was trembling in my arms.

Under my aunt's guidance, I slowly moved around a few times. She kept saying, "Yes, yes, that's it," and then closed her eyes. I started to gradually increase my speed. Soon, she began to moan, and the moans grew louder and louder. When she whispered for me to go faster, I sped up even more. After about seven minutes, I suddenly felt my penis swell violently, a jolt of electricity coursing through my body, and then my body went limp, my penis throbbing involuntarily. As I ejaculated, my aunt hugged me tightly, her legs also gripping mine tightly, her body convulsing violently. After about half a minute, she released her grip, and I lay there motionless, as if asleep. I didn't know if something was wrong with her, so I gently kissed her face and whispered, "Aunt, are you alright?"

She opened her beautiful eyes slightly, giving me a complex look of happiness, satisfaction, and gratitude. Her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything and closed her eyes again. It seemed she was very tired and didn't even have the strength to speak. I continued to climb on top of her. About ten minutes later, my penis regained its hardness and was eager to try inside her. I saw my aunt's face showing appreciation, and her waist was twisting.

I asked, "Auntie, let's do it again."
She smiled and nodded, saying sweetly, "As long as you have the energy, you can do it as many times as you want."
So I started exercising again. This time, I asked her to guide me. This time, she kept her eyes closed and enjoyed it. This time, I persisted for twenty minutes. At the five-minute mark, she began to moan and twist her waist. I also noticed that whenever I slowed down and softened the force, and then suddenly went fast and went deep, she would cry out as if it was very comfortable. In this way, I gradually summarized a set of tactics that could make her feel more comfortable: "three slow, one fast, three shallow, one deep." Seeing her soft moans and cries as if she couldn't bear it any longer, my masculine heroism was further aroused. By the fifteenth minute, she began to shout loudly, her hands tightly gripping the pillow, her head swaying from side to side, murmuring, "Faster, faster," "Harder, harder."

I thrust wildly into her snow-white, tender body, tossing and shaking like a small boat in a raging storm. She continued to cry out, "Please, faster, harder!"

Suddenly, she screamed, her body ceasing its writhing and trembling. I stopped. She clung to me tightly, so tightly. Then her body convulsed, and she quickly closed her eyes and went limp, as if dead. I knew my aunt had experienced another intense climax. So I gently stroked her body and kissed her tenderly to help her calm down.

Twenty minutes later, she opened her eyes. She looked at me lying beside her and smiled, saying, "Are you tired?" I said, "No, I'm not tired at all." She turned to face me, lovingly stroking my hair and face, then moving down to my chest and stomach, playing with my pubic hair. Suddenly, she grabbed my still-erect penis and said, "You're such a hero, my little darling, you know what? You just gave me my first orgasm ever! It was so wonderful. If it weren't for you, I would never know what true happiness is. I don't know how to thank you enough." As she spoke, she pulled me into her arms and kissed me for a long time.
I asked, "Didn't your uncle ever give you an orgasm before?"

Her face flushed, and she shyly pressed her cheek against my chest, one hand still holding my penis, the other gently stroking my back. She whispered, "Your uncle's thing is thin and short, unlike yours, which is thick, long, and hard, and he doesn't have your strength. He only lasts a minute or two before ejaculating. I can't possibly reach orgasm in such a short time."

I kissed her, pulled her closer, and stroked her pretty face, saying passionately, "Auntie, I want to make it up to you. From today onwards, I'll give you orgasms every day."
She hugged me tightly, tears welling in her eyes, kissing me wildly while sobbing, "Darling, thank you. Auntie is so happy! My good boy, please don't leave me, okay? I... I love you so much!"

We rolled around on the bed, kissing passionately. Suddenly, as I rolled on top of her, my penis somehow entered her vagina again.
She suddenly stopped moving, her breathing became rapid, and her large, watery eyes looked at me with a captivating light, filled with joy and longing, softly saying, "Ah, little darling, it went in by itself... I want more... move faster!"

I immediately thrust forcefully. This time, in less than a minute, she began to scream loudly. I thrust harder and harder, and her snow-white body tossed and turned like a small boat in a storm, her breasts standing tall and bright red, like two red lanterns on the mast of a small boat…
My aunt’s third orgasm came, and she collapsed onto the bed again, panting, her whole body covered in sweat, her eyes closed and motionless, as if she were dead… I wiped away her sweat and stroked her. She gradually fell asleep. About an hour later, when she woke up, my hand was stroking her breasts. She twisted her body, let out a soft “woof,” and threw herself into my arms. After a

while, she said in a coquettish voice, “My darling, don’t go back to your room, stay here with me, okay?” I nodded in agreement. She added, “Your uncle is only home for half a month at most each year. I’m so lonely, so when he’s not here, can you sleep in my room every night?” I said, “I would love to!”

We embraced tightly and fell asleep without realizing it.
From that day on, I moved into her room and made love to her every night.
Six months later, my uncle returned home. Upon seeing me, he exclaimed happily, "You've grown so much! You've grown taller in a year! You're like a real man now!" After dinner, my uncle said he was too tired and pulled my aunt back to her room to rest. I knew, of course, that he and my aunt had been separated for a year and he was burning with desire.
Back in my room, I felt a little lonely and empty. For the past six months, I had enjoyed the warmth and happiness of being surrounded by beautiful women every night. To be alone in the cold bed today was unsettling. I couldn't sleep, so I lay in bed reading. Soon after, my aunt pushed open the door. She came to the bed wearing a nightgown, shook it lightly, and it fell to the floor. Completely naked, she turned and jumped into my arms.

I asked in surprise, "Auntie, why aren't you with Uncle?"

She whispered, "I miss you so much. Your uncle still caresses my whole body like before, making me feel like I'm dying and I can't stop before he goes in. But just a few minutes ago, he finished quickly and went soft. Then he fell asleep and I couldn't wake him up like a dead pig. Hurry up and give it to me, I can't take it anymore!" As she spoke, she reached out her two slender hands and skillfully undressed me.

"Poor aunt," I hugged her in my arms and stroked this pitiful yet very lovely beauty tenderly. I gently kissed her cherry lips, then rolled over and pressed down on her, immediately entering her and thrusting vigorously, bringing her to orgasm three times in less than an hour. She fell asleep contentedly in my arms.

I was afraid that my uncle would wake up and see us, so I gently shook her awake and whispered in her ear, "Aunt, you should go back now."
So she lifted her lazy body. But as soon as she sat up, she fell back down, clinging to me and whispering sweetly, "Oh! You've left me completely exhausted, how can I walk back?"

I got off and helped her sit up, picking up her pajamas from the floor and putting them on her. Then I gently lifted her and carried her to her bedroom door, letting her stand on the floor. She nestled into my arms, giving me a light kiss on the lips before slowly entering the room. Before closing the door, she blew me a kiss with her hand.

The next night, around midnight, my aunt came to my room again. Of course, I satisfied her again and carried her back to my room.
The following day, my uncle went out on business, and my aunt came to my room. The two of them lay on the bed, cuddling and kissing passionately for a long time, engaging in two rounds of intense lovemaking. After she calmed down, I whispered to her, "Auntie, don't come to see me tonight. If Uncle finds out, it will be very embarrassing for everyone. Fortunately, he's only home for a week, we have plenty of time. My sweetheart, please be good, Auntie will have to be patient for a few days, okay?"

My aunt pressed her face against my chest and whispered, "How could I not worry? It's just that he drives me crazy every night, and I can't stand it anymore, so I came to you. Actually, I've been married to him for over ten years and have never been satisfied. But because I've never been with another man, I always thought that male-female sex was just like that, and I've gotten through it all without feeling anything was wrong. But since you entered my sex life, I've realized that there are such pleasurable things in the world. How can I continue to endure his torment? You probably can't understand the feeling of a woman being tormented by desire. Do you know how much pain I'm in? But you're right, a little impatience can ruin everything. I'll just have to endure it for a few more days."

Three days later, my uncle left.
During those three days, my aunt really didn't come to see me again. But I could see that although she often smiled, there was a melancholy and sorrow hidden between her brows, like someone recovering from a long illness. I felt so sorry for her and really wanted to immediately take her back to her room, quickly undress her, and give her love to bring her pleasure, but I remained rational, so I deliberately avoided her every time.

On the day my uncle left home, several old friends came to see him off at noon. He chatted with them in the living room. I went to the kitchen to help my aunt cook. As soon as I entered the kitchen, she let out a soft "oh" and rushed into my arms. I excitedly hugged her tightly and kissed her.
She said in a trembling voice, "My darling, I missed you so much!" I was still quite clear-headed at that moment, knowing I couldn't tease her, or the consequences would be unimaginable. So I gently pushed her away and said softly, "Auntie, I'm helping you cook. The guests are waiting for their meal."

She nodded knowingly, looked at me with a charming gaze, kissed me on the lips, and continued working. Every few minutes, she would turn her head and look at me affectionately. I sighed inwardly at women; when a woman is heartless, she is as cold as ice, but when she falls in love, she is so difficult to control. At
five o'clock in the afternoon, we went to the pier to see my uncle off on the train, and then took a taxi home.
In the taxi, she couldn't help but take my hand and put it on her lips. She kissed me, then slipped my hand inside her blouse, pressing it against her breasts. I noticed they were quite firm. She then pulled my other hand under her skirt, and I felt her already overflowing with desire.
Afraid of being seen by the driver, I gazed at her lovingly, gestured towards him, and gently withdrew my hands.
She playfully stuck out her tongue, looked at me shyly, nodded knowingly, closed her eyes, and leaned back in her seat. I saw her teeth clenched, her body trembling slightly.
Knowing she was using all her willpower to control her emotions, I reached out and put my arm around her slender waist. Suddenly, she said to the driver, "Sir, please drive faster, we have an urgent matter." The driver indeed sped up.
Finally, we arrived home.
As she got out of the car, one leg came out, and she almost fell. I quickly caught her. She shyly whispered in my ear, "My body is weak!"
I took her arm and helped her back. As soon as we entered, she threw herself into my arms, her breath quickening, whispering, "Darling...I missed you...I...I'm going crazy, give it to me, I want it..."
I felt the same way. So, right there in the living room, I skillfully undressed her, quickly leaving her completely naked. I gently lifted her snow-white body and placed her on the sofa. Her body writhed, her large, watery eyes shooting me beams of fiery passion, eagerly awaiting

... I pounced on her, beginning an unprecedented storm, a long-brewing volcanic eruption. The shouts were deafening, the roars thunderous, leaving everyone tumbling and in a daze. The sounds of flesh rubbing together, skin slapping against skin, the creaking of bodies, the panting of men, and the moans of women blended together like a grand symphony. This music could only exist in heaven. The fierce battle raged from 6 PM until the next morning, still evenly matched. The battlefield shifted from the living room floor to the carpet, and then to the soft bed in the bedroom.
At 3 PM, when the two combatants, still locked in a tight embrace, awoke from their deep sleep, they went hand in hand to the bathroom to shower and clean up the battlefield.
Another intense water fight ensued in the bathtub…
A month later, my aunt whispered shyly beside me, “Darling, I’m afraid there’s something wrong with my body.”
I stroked her face and asked with concern, “Are you sick?”
She said mysteriously, “No, it seems like I’m pregnant. My period hasn’t come this month, and I often feel nauseous and vomit. It seems I’m pregnant.” She whispered, “I got my period on the fifth day after he left. The few days he was home were my safe period, so it’s definitely not his, it’s yours.”

She pressed her face against my chest and whispered, "I've always wanted a child, but your uncle couldn't get me pregnant for so many years. Now you've finally made my wish come true, and I have to thank you properly!"

I asked anxiously, "What will you tell your uncle when he finds out?"
She smiled and said, "It's okay, I can write to him and say that I haven't had my period since he left. He'll be overjoyed, how could he suspect anything!
" "That's wonderful!" I hugged her and kissed her repeatedly. "I can be a father now!" She smiled happily and joyfully, her smile so cheerful and carefree.
After ten months of pregnancy, the baby was delivered smoothly—a very beautiful girl who looked exactly like my aunt. I became a father and was overjoyed. Every time my uncle came back, he would hold the baby close, and his joy was understandable.

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