Obsessed with Aunt

My infatuation with my aunt started when I was 12. Both our families were from the countryside. Once, while working in the fields, I was mostly just doing odd jobs, lying down to rest on the edge of the field after a short while. When my aunt came over from plowing, she touched my penis in my pants and chuckled, scolding me for being lazy. From that moment on, I was deeply infatuated, unable to extricate myself.

At first, I was quite timid, always secretly watching my aunt's body. Back then, she always wore tight-fitting black pants when working, soft like stockings, but not stockings; they were much thicker. I especially loved seeing her in those pants. One time, I was sunbathing in the yard while my aunt was sweeping. I glanced over and saw her high, protruding buttocks, tightly wrapped in her black pants, very full and round. I wanted to go over and touch them, but I didn't dare. I could only steal a few more glances. This image remained in my mind for many years, and afterwards, I often secretly watched her buttocks in her black pants. At night, I often thought about my aunt's high-raised buttocks, and I would fall asleep with her buttocks in my mind. From then on, my aunt appeared in my dreams more and more often, and I even had wet dreams.

Gradually, peeking at my aunt's buttocks was no longer enough for me, and I began to find ways to get closer to her. Since my aunt's house was not far from mine, less than 20 meters away, I often ran to her house to play with my brother. So when my aunt was not at home, she would ask me to watch the door for her. I would sneak into my aunt's room, look for my aunt's black pants, and smell them. I even took this opportunity to secretly make a copy of the key to the door (for future use). One time, my aunt's family was going out and asked me to watch the door for her. When I went over, I saw my aunt dressed neatly, bending over and polishing her black leather shoes. My eyes were involuntarily fixed on her buttocks, and I couldn't wait to go over and touch them. After they left, I rushed into my aunt's room, found her usual black pants, and frantically smelled and touched them. My penis involuntarily became hard, and I felt incredibly uncomfortable. I pulled down the pants and gently pressed them against my penis, afraid to press too hard for fear of getting them dirty and being discovered by my aunt. After a while, I noticed some sticky fluid on the pants and quickly wiped it off. What should I do? I looked around, and suddenly, my aunt's pair of black high-heeled shoes caught my eye. I picked up the heels and smelled them; they had a faint leather scent. I quickly slipped the heels onto my penis, holding the black pants to my nose and sniffing them frantically with one hand, while using the heels to masturbate, imagining my aunt's buttocks sticking up high. I ejaculated soon after, but I didn't dare ejaculate inside the shoes. For a long time afterward, I used this method to release my desires.

Later, I felt that my aunt hadn't noticed my actions, and I gradually became bolder. I would place the crotch of my black pants on my penis, then pass the pant legs between my thighs, and tie them around my waist from the outside of my thighs. This would make my penis even harder. Then I would put black high heels on top and masturbate. When I was about to ejaculate, I wouldn't take off the high heels; instead, I would ejaculate directly into my aunt's leather shoes, and then wipe it clean with paper. No matter how bold I was, I wouldn't dare leave any evidence that could be discovered. After I was finished, I would put my aunt's black pants and high heels back in their original places. Once, when I was holding the black pants, I found a tear of about 2 centimeters in the crotch area (the seam had come undone). I was so happy at that moment, and my erect penis quickly tightened around it. But unfortunately, the tear was a little too small. What should I do? My penis was so swollen it was incredibly uncomfortable. Then I thought, my aunt probably didn't know how long the tear in her black pants was, so I slowly pressed the tear down onto my penis, pulling it wider as I went. Finally, my erect penis slid completely inside the crotch of the pants. As usual, I pulled the pant leg tight and tied it around my waist. At that moment, the pleasure was so intense I almost ejaculated. I then found a relatively new pair of black high heels in my aunt's shoe closet. I put one on my penis and masturbated, while holding the other to my nose and smelling it, fantasizing about my penis entering my aunt's body. Soon after, I ejaculated inside her high heels.

Over the next few months, I used this method to play with almost all of my aunt's high heels. It was from then on that I developed a special affection for high heels, especially black ones. I often fantasized about my aunt wearing ripped black pants and black high heels, her buttocks sticking out. In my dreams, I often dream of hugging and kissing my aunt, and I also dream of reaching out to take off her clothes, wanting to see her voluptuous body without clothes. But I always wake up at the crucial moment, unable to fulfill my desire.

As I grow older, I understand more and more about matters between men and women, and my desires grow stronger. Because I still have to go to school, the opportunities I used to only have during holidays are no longer enough. I also skip school when no one is home to satisfy my desires, and the objects of my venting are no longer limited to black high heels and black pants.

My desire grew stronger and stronger. I felt that day and night, my mind was filled with my aunt. I would try my best to release it, and I became bolder and bolder. I would rummage through my aunt's closet for her underwear and stockings. I would put the stockings like black pants, pressing the crotch of the stockings against my penis, and then pull the two legs of the stockings through the middle of her legs and back to the front to tie around my waist. I would press the side of the underwear that was close to my aunt's genitals against the wet head of my penis, while kissing and licking her other pair of underwear, kissing it hard, and stroking my penis with her underwear on it, once, twice... until my body shuddered (of course, even if I was bold, I wouldn't dare to ejaculate on my aunt's underwear, but there would definitely be a little bit of sticky fluid on it. I didn't have the energy to think about these things).

One day, I seized an opportunity to sneak into my aunt's room again. I saw a pair of her panties in a basin, quickly picked them up, and smelled them. The scent was wonderful, so pleasant! It turned out my aunt had just changed and hadn't had time to wash them. I smelled them for a long time, reluctant to put them down, because they carried the scent of my aunt's genitals—a faint, slightly musky smell, but not overpowering and very pleasant. I really wanted to take them and enjoy them slowly. Considering the time, I quickly found another pair of my aunt's panties and put them on my penis. While smelling the scent of my aunt's genitals, I quickly masturbated, and soon I ejaculated. I even wiped my penis with the panties my aunt had worn, smearing a little semen on it.

I couldn't control myself anymore. For three or four years, I played with all of my aunt's panties, stockings, and bras. When walking with my aunt, I would put my hand on her buttocks, but ultimately I didn't dare to press it.

For the next few years, I never played with my aunt's underwear again, nor did I have the opportunity. I'm 28 now, and my aunt is over 50, but the desire to have sex with her has never left me; in fact, it's become stronger. I imagine her wearing a skirt, flesh-colored pantyhose underneath, no underwear, and black high heels. I imagine lifting her skirt from behind, pulling the pantyhose down to her knees, holding my hot penis, and entering her from behind. Then I imagine holding her waist with both hands, thrusting forcefully, fucking her hard, and finally ejaculating deep inside her, releasing my love for her.

[The End]

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