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Looking back, it feels so sweet.
My godmother and I met through QQ. Back then, not many people used WeChat; at least, I didn't even know WeChat existed. When I was bored, I randomly added people on QQ. My godmother's profile picture was her photo, and I was immediately drawn to her. She was so beautiful, with a mature beauty, so I sent her a friend request, and to my surprise, she accepted. From occasionally exchanging a few words at the beginning, we eventually became inseparable. I know that at first, my godmother didn't want to talk to me at all; it was only later that we gradually started having more to talk about. My godmother later told me that it was because she felt I was an honest kid that she talked to me more. I remember I was 15 years old when I first added my godmother on QQ. We were online friends for about a year and a half before we met in real life. We mostly talked about my studies and life. My godmother was incredibly good at comforting people. Whenever I had any worries, I liked to tell her, and she would analyze the problems for me, teach me how to solve them, and help me a lot. For the year or two I knew my godmother, I never dared to tell her about my masturbation habit. The biggest reason was embarrassment, and also because I felt she only saw me as a child, and I never dared to tell her I liked her.
When I was seventeen, it must have been summer. One day, I arranged to meet my godmother at a restaurant. While waiting for our food, she saw me playing on my phone and said she wanted to see what I was doing. She grabbed my phone, making me incredibly nervous, afraid she'd see my secret. And what I feared most came true. My phone had some pictures that everyone knows about, and my browser was open—I'd opened a website inappropriate for children before meeting my godmother. My godmother took my phone and started clicking around randomly, saying she wanted to see what was on it. She deliberately opened the browser, saw the content, and laughed at me. I was so embarrassed, my face burned, my mind went blank, and I wanted to disappear into the ground. My godmother asked if I often watched those kinds of things. I lowered my head and hummed in agreement. She chuckled and said I was embarrassed, that I was precocious, and told me not to watch those unhealthy things anymore. The food was served, and I kept my head down eating. I didn't hear what my godmother said; I just felt my face burning and wanted to run away, but I couldn't move my feet. I didn't even know what I was eating, let alone what it tasted like. My godmother looked at me and giggled, saying she wouldn't tease me anymore and that I should eat properly first, and that she would talk to me properly after I finished eating.

After we finished eating, my godmother paid the bill and said, "Come on, let's find a place to talk." I shyly lowered my head and agreed, feeling like I couldn't even hear my own voice. My godmother drove me to a parking lot and told me to wait in the car. Later, I found out that she had gone to the hotel next to the parking lot to book a room. When she came back, she took me directly upstairs to the hotel.
After entering the room, my godmother poured me a glass of water and pulled me to sit on the bed. I was so shy and nervous that I didn't dare say a word. My godmother asked me if I often watched unhealthy things or visited pornographic websites. I just kept nodding. She had seen my secret; how could I dare hide it? In front of her, I felt like a child who had done something wrong facing their parent. Actually, I really did treat her as an elder, but her beauty was very attractive to me, though I never dared to have any improper thoughts. Seeing that I had admitted everything, she said to me, "You're not a child anymore; it's not strange to think about those things. Just try not to watch those things in the future; they're bad for your health." Then she turned me around to face her and asked if I liked her. She said she could see the look of affection in my eyes when I looked at her, and she wanted to hear me say it to her in person.

I shyly lowered my head again and nodded "Mmm, mmm, mmm" to her. My godmother patted my head and said, "Silly child, Auntie has known for a long time that you like me, but you just didn't dare to say it. Auntie likes you too. You're a good girl; Auntie likes you." Then she reached out and took my hand, saying, "Sweetie, stop looking at those unhealthy things. If you really want to do what you see online, you can come to Auntie, okay? Auntie is willing to be your woman, okay?" I still didn't dare to look up and whispered, "Okay." Auntie giggled again, saying I was still shy and told me to be a man and show some courage. Then she pulled me into her arms. She said, "Baby, do you often look at those pornographic pictures and read those novels and masturbate? Don't masturbate anymore, it's bad for your health. If you want it, just call me." I whispered, "Okay," and wrapped my arms around her waist, feeling how soft her waist was. My godmother lifted my chin with her hand, making me look at her face, and said, "Baby, today Auntie will turn you into a man, and Auntie will do what you want to do most, okay?" I said okay, and she buried her head in my mouth and kissed me. I felt dizzy; her lips were so soft, and kissing her felt so good. I responded stiffly, not knowing how to kiss her.

After kissing her for a while, she pulled away, stroked my face, and said, "Baby, come here, Auntie will show you what real sex is today. What you see online is all fake. Let me pamper you properly." At that moment, I was so excited I was at a loss for words. My godmother took my hand and placed it on her breasts, and I couldn't help but knead them. She asked if it felt good, and I nodded. She said the best was yet to come. She reached out to help me take off my clothes, saying, "Come on, let me check if my little man is acting like a real man." She quickly stripped me naked. I shyly covered myself with my hands, but she took them away, grabbed my penis, looked at it, and said, "Oh, you're a real man now! So big, and hard! Auntie likes it. Come on, let's take a bath together. Help me take off my skirt." My godmother turned her back to me and asked me to unzip the back of her dress. I clumsily unzipped it, and her dress naturally fell to the floor. Then she asked me to take off her bra, showing me how to remove the hooks. I awkwardly struggled for a while, and my godmother giggled. Then she took it off herself, her hands behind her back, and turned to face me. My eyes were fixed on her beautiful breasts, so big and firm. My godmother's skin was so white.

Seeing my dazed expression, she giggled again and said, "Baby, do you like it? Is it pretty? Come and touch it." I reached out and grabbed her breasts. The feeling was indescribable; it was the first time I had truly touched a woman, and such a beautiful woman standing before me. My godmother pulled me into her arms, hugging me and saying, "Baby, come on, let's take a bath. You can do whatever you want, Auntie will do whatever you want." We went into the bathroom to shower, embracing each other. My godmother told me that you must shower before having sex, that it's good for everyone, especially for women, to reduce the risk of gynecological diseases. I nodded in agreement, somewhat confused, but later I understood the reasoning. During the shower, my godmother mostly washed me, thoroughly cleaning my entire body. My attention was primarily focused on her beautiful body, constantly caressing and kneading her. After showering, she dried me off, then dried herself, and pulled me to bed. Once in bed, we hugged and kissed tightly. My godmother was mostly the initiator; my first sexual experience was guided by her. She was quite excited too, we caressed and kissed for a while, then she pulled me onto her, her legs spread and wrapped around my waist. I excitedly thrust my penis in and out.

My godmother said to me, "Baby, don't rush, Auntie will help you." As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed my penis, guiding it to her opening. Then she said, "Baby, it's ready, put it in for Auntie." Excitedly, I thrust my hips forward and it went in. My godmother let out a soft "ah," and I felt a jolt of pleasure. I almost ejaculated, but I couldn't hold back. After a few thrusts, I came, lying on top of my godmother, feeling lost. My godmother sensed my discomfort, then cupped my face and kissed me, saying, "Baby, it's okay, it's normal the first time. We'll do it again later. Rest on me for a bit." Then she spoke to me gently, her hands stroking my body. My penis was still inside her. I lay there on top of her, and with her comforting words, I gradually calmed down. I even mustered the courage to kiss her lips. She responded gently, and I enjoyed the softness of her lips and the movement of her tongue. Not long after, my penis hardened again inside my godmother's vagina. She playfully flicked my nose and said, "You little rascal, you're hard again so quickly! Come on, Auntie will make you a real man, like you see on the internet, making love with me." Excitedly, I thrust my hips in and out, just relentlessly pounding into her. My godmother began to moan.
The second time lasted much longer. My godmother said it probably lasted ten minutes, praising me for doing a great job, being a real man. Making love with my godmother is truly wonderful, not just the first time, but now it's just as wonderful. The first time I slept with my godmother, it went like that. After ejaculating a second time, I rested for a while and got hard again. Anyone who's been there knows, the first time you sleep with a woman, you don't feel satisfied. We did it a third time. My godmother praised me for getting better and better. I was very happy. My godmother said I made her orgasm the third time, and that I lasted a long time that time, and I didn't feel like ejaculating at all.
After sleeping with my godmother for the first time, I wanted to have sex with her every day. I would call her whenever I had a spare moment, and we would arrange to meet at a hotel. Each time, my godmother would book the room first and tell me which room it was, and I would just go there. We enjoyed being together. I noticed the stretch marks on her stomach and didn't understand what they were, so I asked her. She laughed at me, saying I was too young to understand, and then told me they were from pregnancy and childbirth. My godmother maintained a great figure; her stomach was still flat, she had a slender waist, large breasts, and a perky butt—a very sexy woman. For the next six months, we always met at hotels to have sex. Later, she told me the truth about her relationship with my godfather, and after that, I started sharing my godmother with my other brothers.

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