My aunt and I finished

My aunt and I were in our final year of high school (six years ago) in June, a month before the college entrance exam and more than six months before my 18th birthday. To prepare for the exam, I stopped living in the dorms and moved into my aunt's house. Since my aunt had bought an apartment, the detached house had been empty. Later, a friend of my uncle's bought and was renovating a house and said he needed to stay there temporarily, so I joined the family of three. The man worked at the same company as my uncle and often worked night shifts. The woman worked at the transportation bureau. They also had a twelve-year-old daughter in middle school. Let me describe the house: it was a small courtyard house. In the front were three single-story rooms, with a narrow passageway in the middle, and a storage room and kitchen on either side. Inside was a small courtyard of about ten square meters, followed by three more tiled rooms. The middle room was the living room, and the easternmost room was the master bedroom—a large room, which I naturally occupied. The west wing consisted of two separate rooms, one large and one small. The larger room was for the couple, and the smaller one for their daughter. There was a window between the two rooms, which could be opened, but the curtains were usually drawn, perhaps to prevent their daughter from seeing them being intimate.

The couple treated me quite well, but I was always at school, leaving early and returning late, so I didn't interact with them much. Their room was usually locked, but they only had one key, which they kept in the shoe cabinet by the entrance, assuming I didn't know it. One afternoon, the family wasn't home; school was closed for half a day. While reviewing my lessons, I suddenly became curious and wanted to go into their room. So, I mustered my courage, took the key, and opened the door. It was very tidy; the furniture belonged to my aunt, and the bedding on the bed was neatly folded. I opened the box under the bed and was stunned. It was filled with my aunt's underwear, all sorts of things. I had never handled women's underwear before. But my penis did become aroused. I rummaged through the cabinets and found several magazines at the very back. Opening them, I was also stunned; they were full of pornographic content and pictures. My heart was pounding. But the more I looked, the more uncomfortable I felt, so I emptied out all of my aunt's underwear, picked out the sexiest one (I later learned it was lace), and masturbated. I ejaculated on the floor shortly after, of course, I didn't dare ejaculate on her underwear. I cleaned up the scene, locked the door, and ran to my room. I worried all night. When they came back and I saw my aunt the next day, she still greeted me happily, which put my mind at ease.

Actually, this aunt was very beautiful. She wasn't very tall, around 162cm, with a great figure, large, round breasts and buttocks, and fair skin. Her hair was the typical short style of a woman in her early thirties, making her look very generous and capable. But sometimes her eyes seemed strange; later I realized it was the seductive, lustful look that only a mature woman would give. That uncle was very ugly; now I think they were mismatched. After the first time I went into their room to admire my aunt's secret, I went in a few more times, and afterwards I always paid close attention to my aunt's daily behavior. I also deliberately stayed home longer to study.

One day at noon, I came home from school and saw my aunt washing clothes in the yard. She was bending over to take clothes out of the washing machine when I saw her round buttocks sticking out. She was wearing very see-through white shorts, and I could see her sexy underwear underneath. My penis suddenly got hard. I greeted my aunt and quickly ran to my room, watching her masturbate through the window. One night, around 10:30, someone knocked on the door. The uncle wasn't there; the little girl was already asleep. My aunt and I both came out and opened the door together. It was my uncle, who had drunk a lot. We helped him to the living room. He drunkenly told me to study hard, and then told me to go study, saying she would take care of him. Around midnight, my uncle came in and told me to rest. Then he closed my door. I could tell from the noise that he hadn't left and went into my aunt's room. After that, I don't know what happened. The next day, I left early and didn't see my aunt. From then on, I was convinced that my aunt was a promiscuous woman. A later opportunity confirmed my suspicions. It was noon; I usually don't go home at noon, but I'd forgotten my study materials there, so I went back to get them. When I entered, only my aunt was home. I greeted her and went inside. After a while, just as I was about to leave, I heard a knock at the door. I saw my aunt open it, and a man came in—I couldn't see his face clearly, only his back. I pretended to go to the bathroom, passing by my aunt's room, only to find that she had drawn the curtains. I heard voices talking, but couldn't make out what they were saying. I went back and pretended to close the door, but actually didn't go in; I quietly hid outside my aunt's door. At first, there was no sound, but then I heard my aunt's flirtatious voices, followed by her moans…

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