4. My Life with My Retired Aunt (Reprinted)

When I opened my eyes, Aunt Zhang wasn't upstairs. I was doing push-ups on the floor as usual when she quietly pushed open the door. "Ah, working on the floor all by yourself,"

she said cheerfully. I didn't say anything, continuing my workout with complete concentration, while she watched me silently. As soon as I got up, I said, "Go to my room and get my clothes."

She said, "I'd be embarrassed to face your loving wedding photo hanging on the wall. Go get them yourself. I've already prepared your toothbrush and towels." I had no choice

but to put on my clothes and go to my room.

I returned to Aunt Zhang's house and went straight to the bathroom to wash up. After washing, I went to the living room, where she had already set out the dishes and food, waiting for me to have breakfast. After breakfast, I kissed her on the lips and was about to leave for work when she asked me,

"Are you coming back for dinner?" Oh, she wanted me to "come back"—how sweet! I nodded, and she immediately smiled, "I'll go buy groceries in a bit."

After work, I went to my apartment to get my clothes before going to Aunt Zhang's house. She took my briefcase and clothes and said, "You rest for a bit, I'll start cooking."

Seeing the dishes already laid out on the table, I said,

"It's still early, I'll go to the community square and play basketball with the kids."

She said loudly and unhappily, "No, that's a waste of time." Then, in a sweet, coquettish voice, she said,

"No, honey."

I smiled slightly, which was my agreement. She went to cook, and I did sit-ups on the living room floor. When she brought the dishes to the table, she kicked me and said with a laugh, "Couldn't you sit quietly for a while? Save your energy for tonight."

After dinner, I insisted that Aunt Zhang rest so I could wash the dishes, but she disagreed. I whispered in her ear,

"You have more important things to do later, so get some rest, darling!"

She said shyly, "I'll take good care of you later."

After I finished cleaning the kitchen, we snuggled on the sofa, watching TV and chatting for almost an hour. We showered together and went to the bathroom together. After we got in the bathroom, Aunt Zhang snuggled close to me, gesturing for me to hug her. Then, very warmly and seriously, she said, "Baby, only once tonight. Do you want oral sex or play?"

I playfully said, "I want both."

She firmly said, "No, only once."

I didn't say anything, my hands constantly caressing her body, my mouth gently nibbling her ear. “Let me give you oral sex, baby! I know you love oral sex, and I love eating you too. But while I’m giving you oral sex, you continue telling me your wedding night story.”

“Darling, you must tell me.”

“My darling, tell me how you lost your virginity, how you took the photos.”

She slid her body between my legs, bent down, and took my penis.

I enjoyed the oral sex while telling the story. Throughout my story, Aunt Zhang leaned against my thighs, diligently giving me oral sex. While enjoying the oral sex, I recounted my wedding night with my wife, in fits and starts: My son’s family had a lunch banquet, which you attended. After lunch, we flew to Wuhan. There were 18 people in total, including the bride and groom. My high school classmate works at Wuhan Airport. The airports in Shanghai and Wuhan allowed us to enter and exit through the VIP channel. The flight attendants held a ceremony for our wedding on the plane, distributing candy and melon seeds. We arrived in Wuhan amidst the festivities. I won’t go into the wedding banquet. Let me start with the photos.

When I saw the photos her mother had taken, I felt very grateful to my mother-in-law. I took photos from different distances, sometimes close, sometimes far. Then, holding the camera in one hand, I spread my hands apart to photograph her hymen. My wife silently pushed my hand away, carefully spreading her fingers. I took photos of her hymen from different distances. Suddenly, I had an idea. "Darling, can I record a video?" My wife said shyly and softly, "Yes, whatever you want. I'm yours, darling.

" I said, "When I record, you can slowly let go of my hand and then slowly close it again." My wife nodded shyly.

The two of us cooperated to complete the video of the pre-deflowering and the hymen. What followed was our first time, what is commonly known as our wedding night. I still don't remember the whole process clearly because I was so excited that I was in a daze, and my wife couldn't explain it either.

But afterwards, when I ejaculated, the bright red "stains" on the white towel under my wife's thighs made us overjoyed. We hugged each other tightly, sobbing uncontrollably. After a long silence, my wife said tenderly, "Darling, let's take a picture. This is the most precious moment of my life, and it will be your greatest honor.

" I took the camera and first photographed and then recorded the blood-stained and "red" white cloth. Then, my wife went downstairs, took out tin foil and a floral headscarf from her bag, laid the white cloth flat on half of the tin foil, then folded the tin foil over the white cloth, trapping the cloth inside. She then rolled it into a cylinder and finally wrapped it with the floral headscarf. I looked at her in amazement, and my wife smiled sweetly, "My mother taught me this. It's best to laminate it tomorrow."

Then, my wife poured water from the water dispenser into the basin, placed the basin on the floor, and took a towel from the bedside table. My eyes widened again, because this room, where I'd lived since childhood, hadn't been visited since its renovation. I'd only been back once, to hang our wedding photos; I didn't even know what was in the room. My wife smiled proudly, saying, "My mother-in-law, your mother, prepared this for me. Actually, my mother packed it for me too." As she spoke, my wife walked to the basin, squatted down, and washed her genitals with the towel. She then told me to squat down so she could wash my penis with the towel.

Afterwards, we went to bed, my wife lying in my arms, and we kissed and whispered sweet nothings until we fell asleep.

As I recounted this, the constant stimulation of my penis by Aunt Zhang's mouth caused my narration to pause intermittently. After I finished speaking, she stopped leaning against my thighs and instead knelt down, bending her head between my thighs. She held my penis in her hands, her mouth moving it up and down and side to side, her tongue occasionally swirling and swirling. I felt a throbbing pleasure throughout my body, and I murmured contentedly, "So good, so good, I want more, darling."

When my penis trembled in her mouth, she knew it was a sign of wanting more. She released it, squeezing the head with one hand and pressing my groin with the other. "Baby, not now, let's do 69 first."

Her technique slowly softened my penis, and my excited nerves relaxed. She kissed my limp penis and leaned against me. I gently caressed her body with both hands, and she understood this was my way of expressing gratitude. She held my erect penis in one hand, quietly enjoying my tenderness.

As I caressed Aunt Zhang's body, I said, "Darling, your oral sex is absolutely wonderful, your skills are truly superb."

She squeezed my penis tightly and said, "I know what you're going to say, so I'll tell you."

I chuckled and mimicked her Shanghai accent, saying, "You're so understanding." She said that twice yesterday. She pulled on my penis forcefully and said coquettishly, "You're so cheeky, so cheeky! I'll pull it off and feed it to the dog."

I chuckled and said, "If the dog eats it, you'll have nothing left to eat, so keep it."

She kissed my lips, "Just hold me like this and listen to me."

I said, "Darling, like yesterday, I'll be inside, you lie down, and I'll sit."

"If you're inside, I won't give you oral sex."

"I promise I won't be inside, I'll feed you."

"Okay then."

As she spoke, she lay down in a starfish position. I knelt between her legs, lifted her legs with both hands, and inserted my penis while moving my hips. Then, I changed from kneeling to riding position, lifted her legs high with both hands, and gently moved them dozens of times. I slowly sat down, placed her legs on both sides of my body, and stroked and caressed her genitals with both of us.

Aunt Zhang began her story: "My husband is an honest man, very good to me. However, he developed neurasthenia in his forties, and I noticed his performance was declining. At first, he would ejaculate after a few thrusts, then before he could even penetrate, and later, he couldn't get an erection. I would stroke and play with his limp penis, and it would harden, allowing penetration, but it would soften again after a while.

I was at the age of intense sexual desire, and I was anxious. In my haste, I would kiss his penis, and eventually, I would take it into my mouth. It would quickly become hard, and I would sit on it, moving it up and down, enjoying the sensation. My husband was also very excited, and it took several minutes to achieve an erection.

So, I would use my mouth to make it hard again, but after two or three months, it wouldn't work again. As soon as I took my mouth off, it would slowly soften, and he wouldn't penetrate, nor could I take it in. So I would use my mouth to take it in more, and eventually, it was in my mouth, and I choked and ejaculated. My husband, unusually excited, said, 'It feels so good!'"

"I thought about it calmly for a few days. Since I couldn't get what I wanted, I decided to give my husband pleasure through oral sex. So, I kept thinking of different ways to satisfy him during oral sex, and I gradually developed a liking for it. Later, my husband passed away, and I had nothing to do, not only my mouth but also nothing to do. At that time, what I longed for most was to be penetrated by you for a long time like this. So, I thought that after more than ten years of not being able to experience climax, I would never experience climax again. But, at 63, I enjoyed the climax you gave me." After Aunt Zhang finished speaking, she gestured for me to help her sit up. I picked her up, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, her body rising and falling with my thrusts. I also moved my hips in rhythm with her movements, allowing my penis to penetrate deeper. We stopped at the same time when she slumped weakly in my arms. I cupped her cheeks and kissed her, putting my tongue into her mouth. She weakly took my tongue in her mouth. About ten minutes later, she opened her eyes with steady breathing and began to kiss me with my tongue.

After kissing for five or six minutes, we finally separated. I said, "Darling, come on, let me feed you."

"I'm so hot and I feel so good inside. If I weren't so exhausted, I could probably reach orgasm just like this, don't you think, baby?"

she whispered happily in my ear. I tenderly told her, "Then you lie down first, I'll play with you. After you orgasm, I'll lift you up, I'll lie down, and we'll do a woman-on-top position. I think you'll reach orgasm then." "

Then you're not allowed to ask for oral sex again, okay? Only once."

"I said I'd give you orgasm, and now you want it, of course I'll give it to you. I understand what you mean, you want me to keep you, so I can give it to my wife tomorrow. I'm worried I won't be able to satisfy her and make her suspicious."

"Smart, we're really on the same wavelength. Okay, you play with me first, then I'll play with you." Saying this, she lay down, and I heard her cry out, "Ah, it hurts!"

One hand quickly covered her still-closed vulva. Instinctively, I bent down to hug her. Her other hand quickly wrapped around my neck, saying, "Don't move." The hand covering her vulva pulled my hand to her lower abdomen, saying, "It hurts here."

I immediately understood. My erect penis couldn't adjust with the angle of her vagina. As soon as she lay down, her vaginal cavity was violently impacted by my erect penis.

I moved my still-erect penis, saying, "Come on, let me help you." As I spoke, I started thrusting, from slow to fast, from shallow to deep. Aunt Zhang closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the sensation and waiting for her climax. I kept a close eye on her expression, feeling her body's changes through my penis. She would occasionally open her eyes, smile at me, and reach out to touch my cheek or chest, thanking me for the pleasure and comfort I gave her.

I knelt down, lifted one of her thighs, and varied the speed and depth of my thrusts, gradually increasing the force. I felt her begin to move; my wife was there. She opened her eyes, smiled, and nodded slightly, indicating that she had reached her climax. After a rapid and intense thrusting, I stopped, my penis fully inside her. As I slowly sat down, I placed her legs, which I had lifted, on either side of my body, and reached out to hold her hands. We sat close together, embracing each other.

Aunt Zhang put her tongue into my mouth, her body moving up and down. I slowly lay down, allowing her to reach climax in the woman-on-top position. Sometimes I supported her buttocks with my hands, sometimes I cupped her breasts, pleasurably enjoying the pleasure of "woman playing man" and watching her movements. Soon, she began to moan with pleasure, her moans gradually becoming more rapid. Then, she repeatedly cried out incoherently, "It's coming, it's coming, ah, baby, my, my wife, so good." A surge of heat came through my penis, and she cried out, "Oh my god—," her body suddenly sinking down. I felt a small mouth on my head, and my already pent-up penis, stimulated by this, thrust violently. At this moment, she fell on top of me, murmuring, "It's coming, ah, it's coming, again, again—"

I felt her limp body convulsing on top of me.

Aunt Zhang, lying face down on me, breathed heavily and lightly. I held her with one arm and gently patted her buttocks with the other, like soothing a baby to sleep. Her breathing gradually calmed, and then she began to snore and fell asleep.

The 63-year-old lady and I, a 32-year-old, robust man, reached our climax, and the climax was so intense. At the same time, I myself received immense pleasure from her. I couldn't help but sigh that sex truly is the most wonderful enjoyment in life.

When Aunt Zhang opened her eyes, half-awake, and saw our position, she blushed. I smiled and said, "Darling, does it feel good?"

She said joyfully, "Yes, it's wonderful, thank you, my darling!" Then she exclaimed, "You're still in there!"

I said, "Yes, I've been."

She looked up at the clock on the wall: "You came in at 9:45, I checked the time, it's almost 11:30 now, how long has it been?"

I said, "You've been with me for over 100 minutes."

She said happily, "I've never been with someone for so long."

I kissed her face and said, "Me too."

After kissing me for a while, she said coquettishly, "My darling, you have to stay like this forever, every time we do it longer."

I gently patted her buttocks with both hands, alternating between them, and said, "There's no 'next time,' now it's here forever."

She pretended to be happy and hugged me tightly, saying, "Okay, okay, stay like this until I die."

I moved my hips and shouted, "Okay, me, me, me, me, my woman!"

She rolled off me joyfully and cried, "No more playing, I won't let you have me anymore." Then she said coquettishly, "Honey, help me, my legs are still weak. Let's wash up, drink some water, and you can hold me while we sleep."

I stood up, carried Aunt Zhang to the bathroom, and we both took a big piss. After rinsing, I carried her to the bathroom and then went to the living room to get her some water. Afterward, she nestled in my arms, and I caressed her until she quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up, Aunt Zhang was still sleeping peacefully beside me. I thought to myself, last night, she used all her strength to achieve the climax she wanted, and she was penetrated by my penis for over 100 minutes. For someone over 60 years old, that's truly remarkable.

I got off the bed quietly and left the bedroom. After I finished doing push-ups in the living room, washed up, and got dressed, I went back to the bedroom, picked her up, and she opened her eyes. Seeing that I was fully dressed, she exclaimed, "Ah, I've already slept."

I said, "Come on, darling, let me carry you back, you can go back to sleep."

Holding her in my arms, she gently nibbled on my ear and said, "My darling, my good husband, I enjoyed your lovemaking so much, I feel so comfortable all over, I really need to sleep a little longer."

After I finished, I carried Aunt Zhang back to bed, kissed her, and said, "I'm going to work, darling, I love you!"

She held one of my hands in hers and said, "You'll miss me!"

I knew she was telling me that she understood I would be with my wife for the next few days and wouldn't be able to be with her. I pinched her cheeks with both hands and deliberately sighed, teasingly saying, "We're only married for three days and we'll be apart, I'll definitely miss you." Then I kissed her again before leaving.

After the pre-work meeting, I felt uneasy. Suddenly, I thought about Aunt Zhang being home alone and worried about her. I immediately called her. Before I could even speak, she said happily, "I'm fine, darling! I knew you were worried about me. I was just about to call you too."

I chuckled and said, "Honey, we're so in sync! I'll hang up now. I love you."

"I love you too, my darling."

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