Aunt in Shenzhen

My aunt is six years older than me. In a family photo of me when I was one year old, she's wearing a floral dress, has short hair, and stands smiling next to my mother, holding my little hand. When I was little, my mother was busy with farm work, so the responsibility of looking after me fell on my aunt. My aunt started school late; when I was in first grade, she was in fifth grade. I followed her around like a shadow all day.

Once, on my way to school, we encountered a wedding procession. "Auntie, what are they doing?" "The groom is marrying the bride." "Why does the groom marry the bride?" "Because that way they can be together forever." "Then I want to marry Auntie too!" "Little rascal," my aunt said with a smile, "You have to keep your word." I nodded vigorously. Let's go, or we'll be late. I don't know when I started liking my aunt; maybe a long time ago, maybe on that day.

It's been a long time, and everything is as easily recalled as a faded photograph. I still remember my first time when I was eight years old. Sometimes, I think it never even happened. Maybe it's just something from a dream, but everything is so clear. It was a morning in early summer. The adults were busy with farm work, and only my aunt and I were at home. We played and frolicked on Grandpa's big bed. My aunt played with me for a while, then went to sleep on the bed. I played by myself in the yard for a bit, then took a chicken feather and teased my aunt. She rubbed her nose and gently tapped me on the head.

"You little rascal, dare to tease your auntie? I'll give you a good beating!" "I'm going to the toilet, don't run around." "Auntie, I need to pee too." "You can't go with your auntie, you're a boy." "No? I want to go with my auntie." Unable to resist my antics, my auntie had no choice but to take me with her. My auntie lifted her skirt and took off her red panties. I looked at my auntie's slightly protruding vulva and asked curiously, "Auntie, where's your little penis?" "Silly boy, your auntie doesn't have one." I watched my auntie pee curiously. "Auntie, Xiaoqiang and Xiaoling were playing together, and it seems like Xiaoqiang stole his penis from Xiaoling." "Who told you that? If you keep talking nonsense, your auntie won't talk to you anymore." My auntie looked at me angrily.

"I saw it at Xiaoqiang's house." "You're not allowed to tell anyone. Those are bad kids. Don't learn from them, okay?" "Okay." We went back to bed. I lay on my aunt's arm listening to her tell stories. After a while, I rolled over and placed my hand on my aunt's slightly protruding breasts. "Auntie, I want to eat your breasts." "Silly boy, Auntie's breasts aren't wet." "Then I want to eat them too." I lifted my aunt's little shirt and vest, looking at the two soybean-sized nipples on her newly protruding breasts. My aunt's breasts were so small. I lay on top of my aunt, sucking on her nipple and murmuring.

My aunt smiled and said, "So, do you like Auntie's or Mommy's?"

I smiled slyly, "Of course I like Auntie." "Silly girl, you're quite the liar." II. Childhood memories hold so many beautiful fondnesses. My aunt didn't go to junior high school; she stayed home to farm. The scorching sun and harsh winds didn't make her rustic; instead, they made her healthy and slender. Her skin wasn't very fair, but it was exceptionally beautiful. I finished the days of attending school with my aunt and went to junior high school dozens of miles away by myself. During those days, I missed my parents terribly, and I also missed my aunt who had grown up with me.

It was a Saturday, the day I was supposed to go home. Looking out at the heavy rain, all my classmates had left, and I was alone in the classroom without an umbrella. My family must be too busy; I guess no one will bring me an umbrella, I thought idly, flipping through my books, feeling dejected.

"Xiaosen!" A clear and familiar voice rang out from outside the classroom. "Auntie!" I excitedly ran out and pounced on my aunt. My aunt whispered, "Don't be silly, you're so big and still acting like a child." I chuckled. "I thought you all didn't want me anymore." "You're such a treasure, who would abandon you?" I snuggled up to my aunt, smelling her milky scent. "Auntie, you smell so nice." My aunt smiled. "Have you been naughty at school?" I shook my head, wrapping one arm around my aunt's waist. It was soft and elastic, very comfortable.

After walking dozens of miles to get home, my aunt's clothes were completely soaked and clung to her body. I could see her breasts, like small steamed buns, through the two layers of clothing. I wanted to say, "Auntie, I've grown up, and your breasts have grown up too," but I was afraid my aunt would get angry.

"They've all gone to sell peanuts. I'll go change my clothes and then cook for you," my aunt said as she went to the inner room to change. I looked around and suddenly, through a crack in the wall, I saw my aunt's breasts, erect like two bamboo shoots. For some reason, my heart started pounding, as if I had done something wrong. I quickly turned my face away, my cheeks burning. I couldn't help but look back. My aunt was taking off her underwear, revealing her fair thighs, flat stomach, and sparse pubic hair. Suddenly, I couldn't feel my breath, a wave of dizziness washed over me, and I swallowed hard, then coughed dryly. I was annoyed at myself for coughing. I quickly jumped outside like a thief and shouted, "Auntie, I'm going to fetch some water!"

My aunt was kneading dough in the kitchen. She glanced up at me, squatting by the pot. "Xiaosen, why is your face so red? Do you have a cold?" I avoided her gaze. "No, no." After finishing her work, my aunt knelt down beside me and touched my forehead with her own. "Check if you have a fever." My aunt's face was right in front of me, and her sweet fragrance made me close my eyes. At that moment, I wanted to kiss her face. That

night, my aunt let me sleep on the small bed in the main room, while she slept on her own bed in the inner room.

My aunt chased away the mosquitoes for me as I lay on the bed, telling me to sleep first. "Auntie, let's sleep together." "How can I?" I sat up and hugged my aunt, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, from behind. "Okay, Auntie, I'm scared." "It's the eleventh of the month, still making a fuss. I'll stay here with you for a while."

My aunt gently lay down beside the bed, and I rested my head on her arm, greedily moving closer to her breasts.

I couldn't resist trying to lift my aunt's clothes, but she grabbed my hand. "Don't be silly, Auntie's angry." I didn't dare move, and could only desperately try to smell her fragrance.

When I woke up, my aunt was gone. "Auntie!" My aunt turned on the light and came out wearing only her underwear. "What's wrong, sweetie?" I looked at my aunt and swallowed. "Nothing." I didn't tell my aunt that I had just had a dream. I was naked, lying on top of my naked aunt. I was sucking on her breasts while rubbing them with one hand, and then I wet my underwear.

III. After returning to school, I still thought of my aunt's snow-white breasts and soft body from time to time, savoring her scent. The days passed by in solitude. I wet my underwear a few more times. Maybe it wasn't urine, it was sticky like paste. I wondered if I had caught a disease, but I didn't dare tell anyone.

It was a boring math class. My deskmate was reading a novel under his textbook. I could feel his heavy breathing and his hand constantly groping for his crotch. "What are you reading?" I whispered.

He was startled. "Nothing," he said, quickly stuffing the book into his bag.

I found it both funny and strange. When he left after school, I quietly took the book out.

I started reading "Forbidden Love" with great interest. Before I knew it, my penis was hard. I read about the lovemaking and feelings between Xiaoru and my mother, and I couldn't help but think of my aunt. I imagined putting my penis into my aunt's vagina. I couldn't help but grab my penis and rub it. Suddenly, a loud noise went through my head, and I felt myself peeing again—no, it was spurting out in spurts. I panicked and hurriedly stuffed my classmate's book into his bag and ran out of the classroom. That afternoon, I didn't go to class. I was afraid my classmates would say I wet my pants.

I ran home. My aunt was home alone, having eaten dinner last night.

I called out to my aunt and hurriedly went inside to change my pants. Just as I took off my underwear, my aunt came in. Seeing my naked bottom, she quickly retreated, embarrassed. She laughed at me, "So big and still wetting your pants?" I blushed deeply. "Where? It got wet." I rummaged through my underwear, then suddenly remembered my aunt's body. I put my clothes back on and sneaked into my aunt's room. I opened her wardrobe, but there was nothing there, just outerwear.

I lay bored on my aunt's bed. Under the pillow, I flipped it open and sure enough, several pairs of white underwear came into view. I picked them up with trembling hands and smelled them, feeling a little disappointed. There was only the fresh scent of soap, but my penis still slowly hardened. "Xiaosen, dinner's ready." "Uh..." I quickly put the underwear back where it was. Just as I was about to close the door, I noticed the clothes in the basin. I quickly searched and found a pair of my aunt's unwashed underwear. I brought it to my nose, and there was a sweet and sour smell. Wow, it was wonderful! I didn't care about anything else and secretly stuffed the underwear into my crotch.

I quickly finished my dinner. "Auntie, I'm done eating. I'm going to bed." "What's wrong today? Why are you in such a hurry?" "I've been studying and sleeping too late." I closed the door tightly and hurriedly pulled out my underwear. I couldn't help but put it over my head, so that my aunt's vulva was right next to my mouth. Oh, Auntie, I gently tasted that pale yellow mark. I gripped my penis and started moving it rhythmically. My aunt's firm breasts, round and tight buttocks, flat stomach, and the sparse pubic hair on her mons pubis flashed by like a movie. My hand moved faster. "Xiao Sen, bring your clothes over. I'll wash them for you." I was startled, and my semen gushed out again. I hurriedly took off my aunt's underwear, straightened my clothes, and opened the door for my aunt.

"Why is your face so red?" my aunt asked me suspiciously. "It's nothing, just hot," I said guiltily.

My aunt went to do laundry. She was in her room, and I searched for a long time. Oh right, her underwear was with me. I've messed up! What if my aunt finds out? It

was late at night. I secretly took my aunt's underwear and sneaked into her room. My aunt was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly. I put the underwear away and turned to leave, but I saw her blanket scattered to the side. As I was about to leave, a force pulled me closer to my aunt. The moonlight shone on her, and I saw her bulging vulva through her white underwear. My hand trembled as I touched it. It was very light, but it felt like an electric current. I also wanted to see my aunt's breasts, but I didn't have the courage to unhook her bra. I could only gently caress them through the bra. My aunt shifted her body, and I was so frightened that I quickly covered my head and ran away.

I couldn't fall asleep. Aunt, do you know I'm thinking of you?

Aunt, I want to hug you so much.

IV. My grades plummeted, and I found myself becoming very weak. My mother was worried and asked if I was sick. I said no.

Only I knew it was because of my aunt. I anxiously awaited summer vacation, hoping to spend every day with my aunt. Was that really possible? Would I make a mistake? I didn't know; I was just waiting for that unknown tomorrow. Summer vacation

finally arrived. My grandmother, who lived far away, fell ill, and my parents rushed to visit her. Everything was progressing in the direction that fueled my desires. What would happen this summer?

My aunt was washing clothes by the pond. I jumped into the pond and looked at her from the water. She leaned forward, and I could vaguely see the edge of her breasts, swaying rhythmically, beckoning to my desires with all her might. My aunt, wearing shorts, looked so fair and healthy in the clear water.

"Xiaosen, fix Aunt's hair," my aunt said, her long hair falling down her forehead.

"Oh," my aunt, with her radiant smile, looked exceptionally beautiful in my eyes. I climbed onto the bluestone bank, my underwear clinging tightly to my body after being soaked. My aunt glanced at me, then lowered her head. I clearly saw a hint of panic in her eyes. I swept her long hair behind my back, and her delicate neck embraced me. I couldn't resist giving her a gentle kiss, and she trembled slightly. I then tied her hair up.

"Auntie, you're so beautiful," I said, and immediately jumped into the water, leaving my aunt stunned for a moment on the bluestone slab under the willow tree by the pond.

"Ah," I was still lost in reverie when I stepped onto a piece of glass in the pond. I scrambled to the bank, but could no longer support myself.

I woke up to a dimly lit oil lamp. My aunt, her eyes red, sat by the bed. "Xiaosen, you're awake." I smiled weakly. "Is the power out again?" I drifted back to sleep, only to wake up again to find my aunt lying beside me. "Auntie, I'm so cold." "Xiaosen," she said, pressing her forehead against my burning forehead. "Auntie's here." She took off her coat, hesitated for a moment, then gently unhooked her bra. Her breasts were perfectly displayed before me. She hugged me tightly; her warm, soft body chased away the chill. I felt no lust, only awe at her beauty. Her breasts against me felt so gentle. "Auntie, don't leave me," I whispered. "Auntie won't leave you," I cried, holding her tightly, wanting to become one with her.

I woke up again to the bright morning sunlight. Dust drifted silently through the window. My aunt was already up. "Auntie," I called. "You're awake. Eat your eggs!" "Auntie, I need to pee." My aunt blushed. "I'll help you." My hand, resting on my aunt's shoulder, gently touched her breast—so soft. My aunt unbuckled my belt with one hand and then gently turned her head away.

"Auntie, do you remember that year?" "What?" "We were here together." "No, I don't remember." I could clearly hear my aunt lying.

"You sleep alone." "Auntie, I'm cold." "Don't be silly." "Auntie, stay with me." My aunt couldn't resist and lay down beside me, fully clothed.

"Auntie, has anyone proposed marriage to you?" My aunt turned away, her back to me.

"Go to sleep." "Auntie, will you marry me?" I leaned forward, pressing my face against my aunt's.

"Nonsense!" "Did Yang Guo really marry his aunt?" I half-lay down, holding my aunt. She struggled for a moment, then stopped moving. "Auntie, it's so hot, take off your clothes." "No need." "I won't look, I'll close my eyes." My aunt smiled, took off her top and skirt, bra and panties, but refused to take them off again.

I gently moved closer to my aunt. Her smooth skin was as silky as silk. My hand couldn't help but gently brush against her arm, her back, her ivory skin reflecting boundless beauty in the light.

My hand slid over my aunt's slender waist, gently touching her abdomen. My lips gently kissed my aunt's neck, her long hair, her earlobes. My aunt closed her eyes, trembling incessantly.

I finally touched my aunt's breasts, still wearing her bra. I eagerly unhooked her bra. "Xiaosen, no!" My aunt grabbed my hand. I resolutely placed my hand on the breasts I had longed for. This time, there was no resistance; my aunt didn't struggle. I moved my aunt's body closer. Her bare chest captivated me. I buried my head in her breasts, greedily inhaling the long-lost scent.

I suckled every inch of her skin with my tongue. I finally kissed her lips—cool, sweet, and with a minty fragrance.

My hand moved along her lower abdomen. My aunt seemed so stiff. The moment my hand touched her pubic hair, she resolutely pushed me away, put on her clothes, and ran to her room.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silvery glow, so still and so poignant, upon my lonely body.

V. I hurt the most beautiful aunt in my heart. Am I still the Xiaosen my aunt loved? I'm a beast. How could I even think of doing this to my own aunt… I pounded my head, filled with remorse, but I still couldn't face it.

I pulled out some paper and, enduring the excruciating pain, wrote a farewell letter to my aunt.

"Aunt: I dare not ask for your forgiveness, nor can I express the complex feelings in my heart. I love you, but I shouldn't have done this. I should take responsibility for my mistake. I'm leaving, Aunt. Take care. Nephew."

I had no purpose, only the desire to escape. I opened the door, walked to my aunt's window, and stood quietly outside. I couldn't hold back my sorrow; tears streamed down my cheeks. "Aunt, I'm leaving," I said hoarsely to myself.

The pain in my feet tore at my heart. With each step, beads of sweat appeared on my forehead. Was I really going to leave like this? I asked myself, but there was no answer.

"Where are you going?" I turned around, and a familiar figure came into view.

"I...I'll just take a walk," I stammered, too cowardly to look at my aunt's face.

"Are you going to abandon your aunt?" she asked sadly.

"Aunt, I'm so sorry," I knelt down, overwhelmed with grievance, all my bitterness turning into sobbing tears. My aunt knelt down and hugged me, burying my head deeply in her chest. "Let's not talk about it anymore, okay?" I nodded silently. Although my aunt's breasts were still so warm, I felt no desire.

Time slipped away relentlessly like sand in an hourglass. Summer vacation returned to its calm. My aunt was still in bed with me, but she no longer took off her outer clothes. I pressed myself against her back, sometimes even in my dreams, but I never touched her breasts again. Yet, my aunt treated me even better.

My grades improved, and I was admitted to a top high school with excellent results. I became melancholic, spending my time alone, thinking and walking. I thought everything was over.

High school life was dull and boring. I rented a room outside and lived a solitary life in the city. I became obsessed with videos and often went to video arcades after school to watch Hong Kong and Taiwan movies with fighting and violence. The freedom and excitement stimulated my nerves. One night, in the dark, the owner changed to an adult film that I now know. The stimulation of passion and desire was so clear. It was the first time I had seen a woman's genitals up close. The pink clitoris was so dazzling among the golden pubic hair. The labia minora were so open, exposing the pink vulva. With licking and sucking, the woman's lewd moans stimulated my nerves endlessly. I couldn't help but put my hand into my underwear and thrust so vigorously. The vaginal fluid flowed down my penis, and the vulva pulsated with each thrust. At the moment he ejaculated, I felt my penis throbbing strongly. At that moment, I didn't look at the woman on the screen. I was thinking about my aunt's beautiful curves, firm breasts, and flat stomach. I wondered what my aunt's private parts looked like. I knew my defenses had crumbled again, desire had once again triumphed over morality and reason.

I started going home frequently, wanting to see my aunt. Several times I couldn't resist the urge to pin her down, but I didn't dare. Once, when my aunt was taking a shower alone, I barged in. She quickly covered herself with a towel. "Xiaosen," my aunt said, clearly angry. "Auntie, can I get you something?" "What?" "Your underwear." "Xiaosen," my aunt looked at me. "Auntie, I...I can't concentrate on my studies, I keep thinking about you, I...I..." "Xiaosen," my aunt's voice was full of love. "Don't learn from bad kids, okay?" I picked up my aunt's underwear. "Give it to me, Auntie." I ran out quickly.

I ran back to my room and passionately kissed my aunt's vulva. It tasted sweet with a hint of sourness, which fascinated me. I couldn't resist taking out my penis and rubbing it lightly, fantasizing about my aunt masturbating me.

My aunt didn't say anything, just told me I had used it and asked her to wash it.

When class ended, I saw my aunt standing outside the door. I ran out quickly, my excitement barely concealed. My aunt brushed my hair aside and said, "Auntie is going to Shenzhen to work. Her train leaves early tomorrow morning. I came to see you before I leave." We returned to my place, and my aunt sighed at my laziness, busy tidying up the messy house.

"I'm going to a hotel later. Where are there any around here?" "Just stay here. Don't bother going out; it's tiring." My aunt smiled and didn't say anything more.

Night finally fell. My aunt and I lay on the bed fully clothed. My aunt was asleep, but I was struggling violently. I finally sat up and gently unbuttoned my aunt's clothes. I kissed her breasts; they were so sweet, so alluring. My aunt didn't open her eyes, but her face was flushed. I loosened my aunt's belt, so carefully, and gently pulled down her panties. The captivating scenery was revealed before my eyes. I lifted my aunt's legs, exposing her full vulva to me. I reached out and parted the pubic hair; my aunt's vulva was like a thin slit. I saw my aunt's clitoris, like a bright red pea, and her rosy labia, like a baby's mouth. I pressed my lips to it, sucking on the fragrant aroma. I sucked on that pea, I licked those little lips. My aunt trembled slightly but didn't open her eyes. When I aimed my penis, my aunt softly said, "Sen, please don't put it in, okay?"

I lay dejectedly beside my aunt. She sat up. "We can't do that," she said. I turned my head away. "I love you too, ever since you learned to speak, but we..." Suddenly, I felt my penis enveloped in warmth. "Oh, Auntie," she said, her lips enveloping my penis. Her long hair obscured her delicate face. I parted her hair and grasped her smooth breasts.

I made her turn her hips around, and I ran my tongue over her snow-white buttocks, licking her anus and vulva. Her lips brushed against my penis, my scrotum, my anus—it was all so stimulating. I ejaculated into her mouth. I held her close, and she nestled against me like a little bird, her small hands playing with my penis. I sucked on her lips and ejaculated again onto her snow-white breasts.

Dawn always arrives so early. I carried my aunt's luggage and we went to the station together. Neither of us spoke. The train pulled away just as the sun was about to rise. My aunt looked at me, alone on the platform, through the glass, and tears silently streamed down her face. Looking at my aunt, so lonely in the crowd, I wanted to rush over and cry out, "Auntie, please don't go!" Even though it was heartbreaking, and I didn't know if tomorrow's sunshine would still be so bright

, I thought bitterly: "Auntie, will you regret it?" Six. Shortly after my aunt went to Shenzhen, I paid special attention to news from Shenzhen and subscribed to the Shenzhen Youth Daily. Even though I knew it had nothing to do with my aunt, I felt as if that brought me closer to her. Once, the Shenzhen Youth Daily organized a knowledge competition, and I submitted a paper. Unexpectedly, I won a grand prize—a three-day trip to Hong Kong! I was overjoyed. I had no interest in going to Hong Kong, but of course, I had to go through Shenzhen first. That way, I could see my dear aunt!

Upon arriving in Shenzhen, the newspaper arranged for me to stay in a two-star hotel. Besides me, there was another Shenzhen local who won the Hong Kong trip, but he didn't come to the hotel, so I had a standard room all to myself. Because I had my aunt's phone number, I contacted her easily. She was very surprised by my arrival, but I could tell from her voice that she was also very happy.

After a quick dinner, I waited for my aunt in the hotel lobby early. Because she got off work late, she didn't arrive at my hotel until after 8 pm. When my aunt appeared at the hotel entrance, I was overjoyed. Only a few months had passed, but my aunt had become even more beautiful. She wore a white dress, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and she was no longer the country girl she once was; she was now a glamorous urban woman.

In the elevator, we remained silent, letting it lift us up without a sound, feeling a slight dizziness.

Once inside, the waiter casually closed the door with a click, shutting out the light that had streamed in from the corridor. The room was pitch black, cut off from the outside world. The air suddenly froze, and in the darkness, only the heavy breathing of two people could be heard.

I trembled all over, my hand rising to touch my aunt's waist. Through her thin shirt, I could feel the soft, supple texture of her skin. My head swelled, and my face stiffened, convulsing.

My aunt's waist jerked as if she'd been electrocuted. She leaned against the wall, panting, and said, "Xiao Sen! Turn on the light." I hummed in response, my hand groping along the wall through my aunt's reach. My aunt felt me leaning against her, her legs buckling, and she leaned back against the wall. I took a step forward, my soft, bouncy breasts pressing against hers. My hand fell from the wall, landing behind my aunt's shoulder, just above the neckline of her dress, where her delicate, smooth skin was exposed. ?

Their breaths suddenly caught in their throats, then their hot breaths hit each other's faces. I called out in a trembling voice, "Auntie!" In the darkness, I wrapped my arms around a hot, soft body that was trembling uncontrollably.

I heard a soft, dreamlike moan escape her lips. I lowered my head and pressed it against a warm, moist mouth. My mind went blank, and I kissed her face wildly, my hands squeezing as if I wanted to crush the body in my arms.

"No, Xiaosen..." Auntie pleaded softly, but her voice wasn't firm. She was conflicted, and her body language clearly told me she wasn't truly rejecting my advances.

Auntie felt as if her bones had been pulled out; her body went limp, a sense of powerlessness washing over her, and she fell heavily to the ground from my hands. My eyes were dry, and I was breathing heavily. I knelt down beside her, noticing she was sitting on her knees, huddled in a corner behind the door.

I moved closer and sat down too. We squeezed together in the darkness, like when we were children, sheltering from a downpour, huddled together in a small cave in a mountain hollow, feeling like we were hidden in a corner of the world, nowhere to be found.

I placed my hands on Auntie's knees, and she reached out. Our hands touched, silently intertwining. Auntie said in a trembling voice, "I...you really—like Auntie that much?" I hummed in agreement, holding her hand tightly.

My aunt remained silent for a long while, then swallowed and whispered, "We can't—you know that." I stubbornly insisted like a child, "No! Aunt, I love you, I really love you so much. Since you left, I've missed you every day. If I can't see you again, I'll go crazy." My desire was reignited, and I leaned closer, my warm breath on her face.

My heartfelt confession disarmed her. She closed her eyes, her head tilting back weakly. My lips fell, touching her nose, then moved to the corner of her mouth, like touching a small fish's mouth. The slight movement sent a sweet sensation through my lips, leaving a lingering sweetness in my heart.

My aunt stopped my head with her hands, but I pulled forward, and our lips met. Using that as a fulcrum, my body gradually and excitedly rolled over. I knelt before my aunt, parted her knees, and pressed myself against her, as if falling into a warm, soft cotton ball. I tried to grab her, but couldn't muster any strength. My aunt slumped to the side and fell to the ground.

I exhaled heavily and, without saying a word, lifted my aunt's skirt and pulled at her underwear. My aunt curled up on the ground, like a panting fish, wriggling and struggling forward. Her underwear, like a shell being removed, was pulled down to her heels and then fell out again. My hand touched the tip of her bare buttocks. My aunt cried out in surprise and took a step forward. I had gradually adjusted to the darkness of the room and saw a white, hazy mass moving forward unsteadily. I leaned down and followed with my lips, kissing it. My aunt groaned, like a pinned insect, no longer crawling, lying there, her body trembling.

At this moment, both of us were completely consumed by lust. My aunt's buttocks swayed, and I followed behind, licking her. I spread her legs apart, poked my head between her thighs, tilted my head upwards, and began to lick her labia. My aunt's labia were full and beautiful, and the scent of her body made me even more frenzied. My

aunt knelt with her buttocks raised, her buttocks trembling slightly, her labia wide open, drooping to the sides, dripping with fluid as I sucked and licked, all of which I caught. Her knees buckled, and her thighs pressed against my face.

I struggled free, pulled down my pants, and without even taking off my clothes, pressed myself against her. Both of us were dressed from the waist up, but naked from the waist down. I held my already throbbing erection, slightly pushed apart my aunt's tightly pressed legs, and thrust forward. My aunt's body jerked forward, and we both cried out.

My aunt froze, dazed and incredulous: "Oh my god, did I just come in like that?" Her legs clamped together, and my thick, hot penis truly stopped there.

I finally entered my aunt's body, my skin crawling with excitement. I cried out, my voice trembling, "Auntie, Auntie!" My hands pressed against her hips, I thrust my hips forward, and with a final, forceful jerk, cried out again, "Auntie, Auntie!" Each thrust was accompanied by a cry of pleasure. Each cry, each thrust, my breathing grew increasingly rapid and heavy.

My aunt lay there limp, dripping with her juices. I squeezed her buttocks hard, remaining inside her, my penis throbbing and quivering. After a while, I ejaculated streams of semen, spraying it into her body. My aunt lay there, unable to move.

Our backs pressed together for a long time. My penis contracted, sliding smoothly out of her. I placed a hand on my aunt's shoulder and softly called, "Auntie." She hummed in response, seemingly lost in thought. I kissed behind her ear, but before I could even touch her, she suddenly sat up, her hair disheveled, and stumbled towards the bathroom door. My heart ached, and I lay there motionless.

My aunt paused at the door and called out, "Xiaosen." I answered. She waited for me to come closer, gently patted my face, and then went into the bathroom. A moment later, the light came on. I pushed the door, but it was closed. I called out, "Auntie!"

She paused for a moment before replying, "Don't come in." I mustered my courage and called out, "I want to shower too." Then my heart pounded with anticipation.

The door opened, and I stepped inside. "Snap!" The light went out again. In the darkness, I touched my aunt's naked body and only managed to utter half a sentence: "Auntie—." She gently interrupted me, "Don't speak." Her hands went to his chest, unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled it off. She then turned on the shower and began washing him. Her slender hands flowed over his body, gentle and skillful, lifting his arms and spreading his legs, scrubbing and caressing him, making me feel dizzy and lightheaded, as if floating on clouds.

I knew my aunt always bathed herself this way, and suddenly I felt an urge to bathe her too. I took the soap from her hand and lathered it on her smooth back, then moved behind her, tracing down her spine, first her waist, then her buttocks and full thighs, all the way to her heels—smooth to the touch, the curves of her breasts rising and falling.

I stood up again, moving from her shoulders and neck forward to her full, firm breasts. My aunt stood quietly, letting me clumsily work my way up and down. Occasionally our skin touched, both times feeling indescribably comfortable.

When I reached her breasts, they trembled tenderly, her nipples already erect. My hand slid there, seemingly unaware, and continued down to her smooth abdomen, circling around before suddenly slipping back up to gently rub and wash her nipples. Finally, one hand cupped her nipple, kneading it reluctantly. My aunt's breathing quickened, and she reached down to grab my long, slightly drooping member, swaying forward, already about 80% erect.

My hand reached my aunt's private parts, about to touch them, but she bent over, covering her hands there, panting, "No—I'll do it myself."

I gasped, prying her hands open. Her private parts were full and rounded, her pubic hair black and shiny, slightly curled, her labia delicate and smooth, the flesh below clustered together, the labia folded. I wanted to turn on the light and examine them closely.

My aunt was sore from being touched that she arched her back against me, her two trembling breasts sliding against my back.

My mouth was dry, and I instinctively pulled her close, and we both fell onto the bathtub.

My aunt sat naked in my lap, both of us completely naked, the fatal sensation of our skin touching was unbearable. My penis instantly hardened, pointing at the base of my aunt's thighs. Unable to resist the temptation, my aunt reached down, guiding my penis to the entrance, lifting her buttocks slightly, and sat down. We both cried out "Ah!" at the same time.

My aunt sat on my chest, my lower abdomen pressed against hers, skin to skin, without a single gap. That intimate, close contact with her filled me with a profound sense of peace and satisfaction. My arms wrapped around her abdomen, pressing tightly against her, my chin resting on her smooth shoulder, my face rubbing against her cheek in a daze.

My aunt breathed softly, turning her head to the side, our lips meeting, a fleeting, almost imperceptible touch, like birds feeding each other.

My lower body moved slightly with her turn, the point of contact undulating, waves of tingling pleasure washing over me.

I nestled my head under her armpit, my face against her full breasts, my mouth grasping one of her nipples, sucking and tasting it. My aunt's arms encircled my head, her face flushed as she let me suckle, her body weak and limp, overflowing with affection for me, her fingers gently caressing my ear.

This kind of situation had only secretly occurred to me in my dreams before, but today it suddenly came true. I almost thought I was dreaming, lingering there for a long time. There was an indescribable thrill and pleasure from crossing taboos, until my thighs went numb and painful, at which point my aunt started moving up and down, losing her balance.

I lay on the bed, my body aching all over. I saw my aunt still whispering in the shadows and mumbled, "Auntie." My eyelids were heavy with sleep, about to close.

My aunt, without a word, climbed on top of me, already wearing a nightgown, and nestled her face against my chest, obediently nestled in. I was both surprised and delighted, gently stroking her soft hair, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next day, I slept until noon. When I woke up, everything from the previous night seemed like a dream, unbelievable, yet every detail was undeniably real. Finding no one beside me, I glanced around the room, but there was no one there either. A wave of panic washed over me, and I called out, "Auntie, Auntie!" There was no answer, but I heard the bathroom door open softly. My aunt, with long hair and a wide skirt, came out, her face slightly flushed, looking at me with a mixture of reproach and shyness.

I was overjoyed, got up, and pulled my aunt into my arms. Surprisingly, she didn't resist much. I was intoxicated, my hands gently caressing her back and buttocks, feeling their softness and comfort. Under her wide skirt, she wasn't wearing a bra or underwear.

After a good night's sleep, I felt refreshed, and my lower body immediately became erect.

I lifted her skirt, and my aunt gasped in surprise, only to see me already inside her, my face buried in her private parts, licking and nuzzling. The skirt covered her upper body, and I moved rustlingly beneath it. My aunt's body went numb on one side, her hands limply resting on the arch of the skirt against her back, panting heavily.

After a while, I crawled up from under my aunt's skirt, struggling to emerge from the neckline, breathing heavily. The skirt covered both of our bodies, making it look like one person with two heads. The two heads were entangled above, lips pressed together, while beneath the skirt, two naked bodies, chest to chest, belly to belly, four hands entwined together, a scene both strange and exciting. ?

The two lips parted. My aunt's face was burning hot, feeling that our situation was truly outrageous. As we rubbed and caressed each other, her lower body was drenched, and she only wanted to spread her body open so I could thrust into her hard. She clamped her legs around my penis, rubbing it vigorously.

A wave of tingling sensation washed over me, and I couldn't hold back my ejaculation. I quickly slid my hand down from behind her waist, prying her buttocks open to prevent her from moving. After a while, the urge subsided. I pushed my aunt to sit on the table, lifted her skirt to her waist, and began to explore below. I guided my penis to her opening and thrust inside. My aunt's lower body was wet, and she tenderly

accepted the sensation, clinging to my back, her head tilting back weakly, her long hair swaying from side to side. Seeing my aunt's unbearable tenderness, I became even more excited, my hips swaying, and I could only hear "tsk tsk" sounds, the sound of my penis squeezing into her wet vagina, like a baby suckling.

Neither of us could see where we were joined, only the sounds, like a frenzy of ecstasy.

I suddenly pulled out with a "pop," struggling to free my head from under my clothes. Lifting my skirt, I finally saw my aunt's wet, voluptuous figure, her lips parted wide, revealing pink flesh glistening with fluid, contracting and trembling incessantly. I couldn't resist, my penis hardening, thrusting it in forcefully. It was swallowed by her fleshy opening, and when I pulled it out, a wave of flesh surged forth, my penis now dripping wet.

I held my breath, watching my penis emerge and disappear, unable to ejaculate for a long time. Suddenly, my aunt clamped her legs around my waist, crying out, "Faster!—Faster!" I thrust a few times, and my aunt's body hardened. Her legs drooped, and I ejaculated a few drops of clear fluid, splashing onto her private parts.

I'm in Beijing now, but I still often think of my aunt in Shenzhen!

[The End]

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