Aunt's bra

"My Aunt's Bra"
I have a aunt, about thirty-three or thirty-four years old this year, but she still retains her charm. Our affair has lasted for almost six or seven years; her allure is truly irresistible. Throughout this long time, my desire for her has remained consistently strong. Only I know how she's transformed from a charming young woman to a seductive one.
I have a fetish—voyeurism. When a woman wears a short skirt, I want to see her thighs and the world beneath her skirt; when a woman bends over, I want to see her bra and breasts. I'll do everything I can to satisfy my desires, even to the point of being ruthless. Since my aunt is family, of course I have more opportunities. I've expended a lot of "spirit" for her! You know, a man's lifetime "semen" is limited, but I don't know how many of my "little tadpoles" I've wasted for her! My youth, my prime, my "semen"
—for a woman like this, I'd practically die from exhaustion!
Our first intimate encounter was several years ago. She had just given birth, so her breasts were enlarged. She was wearing a very soft cotton bra, and that's when my desire was slowly aroused. It was around Chinese New Year, I think. It was cold and windy. After dinner, everyone else was in the inner room, and I went to the courtyard to wash my hands. I noticed a bra hanging on a bamboo pole. Who in the family would have such a bra? It could only be her.
I felt my chance had come. My aunt had gone to her parents' house for dinner and hadn't returned yet. Why not seize the opportunity? I grabbed the snow-white bra and inhaled deeply, hoping to catch a whiff of her scent. Wow, it smelled so good!
I was afraid my aunt would come back early, so I hurried to the clothes drying platform. Since it was dark, no one would see me on this open-air platform. I first put my bra inside my shorts, then found a concrete platform more than a meter high. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled down my underwear, folding the bra over to cover my penis. At this moment, my penis gradually became hard. I immediately found the edge of the concrete platform and pressed down. Just like that, my penis was pressed against there through the two soft, sponge-like halves of the bra. I grabbed one bra strap in each hand and pulled hard. The bra straps were very elastic, with an unbreakable toughness that I liked. Because I was wearing a bra under my penis, the cement platform wasn't as hard, but my testicles felt a little itchy pressing on it. After pressing a few times, it felt even better. As I pressed, I fantasized about sexually assaulting my aunt, and unconsciously, the frequency of my pressing increased, intensifying my pleasure. Suddenly, my body shuddered, and I felt waves of release surging within me. I lifted my body, and immediately my penis stood erect, with a warm, sticky, and erotic fluid oozing from the head. This marked my maturity and the beginning of my possession of her, a process that would soon spiral out of control. After wiping my testicles clean with the bra, I put it back in its place. My first time was a success!
After that, I often took the opportunity to play with my aunt's bras. This went on for a few years. Then my aunt changed her bras; hers were now lace and patterned. One summer, I was on vacation at home while my aunt had to work, so I always went to her room when she wasn't home. It wasn't appropriate to leave them on the clothesline then; I'd either take them from the clothes rack or rummage through her drawers. It was during this rummage that I made a great discovery. That day, I found many pairs of panties in her drawer—rose red, pink, dark black, and light white. They were so sexy! Each pair was transparent and embroidered with many patterns. I couldn't resist... I couldn't resist anymore. I pulled a bra out of the drawer and, as usual, pressed it under my body. Some of my underwear were on my head, some in my mouth, and some stuffed into my anus. I stripped naked in front of her bed and started pressing down on her bra, pulling, tearing, and thrusting. I was ravaging everything about her. I felt so good…so good… I cried out several times, “I'm going to stab you, fuck you to death, Auntie, hurry…hurry…fuck xx, come on!” My testicles trembled and convulsed, releasing a white fluid. I collapsed on the bed. Now my desires were growing. I thought, I can't have your body, but I must have everything you possess.
Also in that same summer, I meticulously orchestrated a good show—peeping at my aunt taking a bath. That day, knowing she was going to take a bath, I waited outside the window. She was leisurely washing in the bathtub, so I stuck my head out to peek. Wow, she was so fair-skinned! She was lying there, water was being poured on her genitals, and there was a large tuft of dark hair that she was grooming. Because it was my first time, I wasn't very brave and didn't dare to look too much. When she finished washing and was drying herself, I leaned in to take a look. Wow, her breasts were a little saggy, but her nipples were pointed, her buttocks were round and perky, and her skin was smooth and delicate. What do you think would have happened if I had rushed in then? Because I didn't have the courage to take that step, I could only use her bra to satisfy my desires. I even broke the bra strap because I used too much force. I wasn't nervous, though, and just put the bra back. But I didn't touch it again for a long time.
After a while, I had the need again. When I went to my aunt's, I found that she had changed her bra. She had changed to a pair with underwire support, and the cups were firm. I felt a new sense of excitement, as if I were pressing her down, holding her round and firm breasts, and constantly playing with those two black and red nipples that I couldn't crush or flatten. I convulsed, erected, squeezed, and kneaded, while my aunt moaned, swayed, wriggled, and sucked below me.
Later, my aunt changed many bras, some sky blue, some black, some with crisscross straps, some strapless, but every one of them made me feel good several times. My addiction was so strong that even when I went to college, I would sometimes sneak into the girls' dormitory at night, take down several bras, put them all under my testicles, pull on the countless straps, squeeze, and thrust, simulating intercourse, and then smear my semen inside each bra to satisfy my sexual desire.

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