Aunt's nipples (family incest adult novel)

When I came to the north to study in college, I was forced to rent a house outside after only living in the school dormitory for a year. I was originally planning to look for a house with my classmates, but due to my uncle’s invitation and financial considerations, I decided to move in with my uncle.

My uncle's house is on the 5th and 6th floors of an ordinary apartment. The 6th floor is an additional building with a rather small area. They use it as a guest room and warehouse. I lived alone on that floor at that time.

My uncle is an office worker and my aunt is a housekeeper. I heard that she stopped working after she had a child. Anyway, their family is not short of money. There are two children, the older girl is in the second grade of junior high school, and the younger boy is in the first grade of junior high school.

My aunt was 35 to 40 years old at that time. I asked her about it, but she didn't say she was dead. The first time I saw her was when they got married, when I was still in elementary school. After several interactions, I realized that she was a very polite and virtuous woman, but I didn't have much impression of her appearance. She was just an ordinary auntie.

After living at my uncle's house for a month or so, I gradually discovered that my aunt was quite feminine. Not only is she good at dressing up, but even though she is a little short, you can tell she has a great figure just by looking at her legs. Her legs are the kind that you can go out without wearing stockings.

But I really started to have feelings for her after I broke up with my girlfriend. At that time, I skipped classes for a whole day. She came upstairs and found that I didn't go to school, so she wanted to show some concern for me. At that moment, I also wanted to find someone to vent my troubles to, so I talked to my aunt about my girlfriend. She is really good at chatting. Originally I wanted to vent, but mostly I just listened to her advice. Later I said I was in great pain and didn't know how to go on living. She held my hand, told me not to be so silly, that there are plenty of fish in the sea, and so on. Then she took me out for a good meal. I think the change between us happened after that handshake.

After that, my aunt often took the initiative to care about me. She would call me from school and ask me to have lunch with her. Sometimes I would skip afternoon classes and go shopping and watch movies with her. Once in a department store, someone from a certain department came to sell us products and asked us if we were siblings (probably because our ages obviously didn’t look like a couple). She said yes, and I thought to myself that my aunt was really shameless, but I could tell that she was very happy that whole day.

The relationship between us became more and more ambiguous. Sometimes she would ask me to help her put on earrings. When I smelled the fragrance of her hair, my dick would already be erect. Sometimes I would ask her if she wanted a massage, and she wouldn't refuse. I would also massage her shoulders while I had my dick raised. Sometimes when I ride her on a motorcycle, she would pretend to be unable to sit still and ask me if she could be held in my arms. I calmly said yes, but my dick got hard again.

Until that day, I stayed at home and watched TV under the pretext of staying at home. She was wearing a dress, and I discovered that she was not wearing any underwear! Actually, I have seen her without wearing any underwear once before, but she was wearing a T-shirt at that time. I thought it was intentional for a dress like this to not be paired with underwear, so I plucked up the courage to tell her that her nipples were exposed and asked her not to wear it like that when going out. She said aggrievedly that she knew, but she was dressed like that because the weather was hot, and then she ran back to her room to meditate.

At that time, I saw that she hadn't come out for a long time, and I was worried that she would be angry. She came out half an hour later, already wearing her underwear. After touching here and there for a while, she sat next to me, was silent for a while, and then asked me why I was so disrespectful to her just now, as if she was wearing that way just because she was horny. Of course I explained immediately that I didn't mean that, I was just worried that she would get hurt if she went out, so I asked her to be careful. It was okay if I saw us at home because I was a good person. She laughed and scolded for a while, but because the topic was too embarrassing, we stopped talking and just watched TV.

Halfway through the movie, she pretended to doze off on my shoulder. I was torn between a desire and a desire and was really restless. It’s not that I hadn’t anticipated this day, but when the time came, all my worries popped up and held me back.

After enduring for a few minutes, I turned around to look at my aunt and saw it clearly: there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, a thin layer of powder on her face, and some small pimples on the tip of her nose. I took a deep breath. The scent of hair, the smell of a mature woman, was really different from that of a little girl. It had a soul-stirring feeling.

I gently held her hand, placed it on my leg and played with it, and whispered, "Aunt, your hands are so tender." She didn't respond. I put my hand through her back again and carefully put my arm around her waist. The warmth from my hand and the fleshy feel of her touch made me grunt and squeeze her gently, but she didn't react.

I called out again in a low voice: "Aunt? Do you want me to give you a massage?" She still didn't respond. I boldly used my other hand to stroke her thigh, it was so smooth. Now thinking about it, my dick gets hard again. After pressing for a while, my fingers got closer and closer to the hem of the skirt and slipped in effortlessly from underneath. My heart was beating fast. Suddenly, my aunt grabbed my hand and asked me what I was doing? I was speechless for a moment and could only say, "Aunt, you are so beautiful." She said, "Really? You can't do this, I'm your aunt." But her face came very close to me, her eyes opened wide, and she stared at me until my heart numb.

I felt timid: "Aunt, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." She said, "I'm glad you know." She stretched and said, "I'm so sleepy, let me lean on you for a while." After that, she fell asleep again with her head on my shoulder, but her hands held my hands tightly. I thought to myself, "What's wrong with this woman? She's obviously trying to seduce me but she won't let me touch her. I'm so confused."

I sat there for a few minutes, then I made up my mind and put my arm around her from behind again, while my other hand touched her face and played with her earlobe. She used her hands to comb it, and I played with her eyebrows and hair. She murmured, "Don't make noise." I said, "Aunt, can I kiss you, just for a moment?" She didn't respond, so I turned my head to kiss her, but the posture was too difficult, so I could only kiss her forehead. If I wanted to kiss her on the lips, I couldn't do that even if my neck was broken.

I had no choice but to say, "Aunt, it's hard for me to kiss you like this, my neck is almost broken." She got up and said with a smile, "I didn't ask you to kiss me, you broke your neck because of it."

I said, "Aunt, can I hold you for a while?" She laughed and said, "No, if you want to hold me, do it yourself." After that, she went into the room to sleep. I was left there alone, and she felt bored so she left.

After the intimate incident that day, I kind of wanted to avoid my aunt. Firstly, I felt sorry for my uncle and was disgusted with my own behavior. Secondly, I didn’t know what my aunt thought, and I thought it would be better for us not to meet for the time being and to let each other cool down.

That week, I came home quite late and stayed on the top floor after I got home. My aunt never called me again, and we hardly saw each other.

Until one day, I received a text message from my aunt: "Xiao Wu (my name is Jin Chengwu), why haven't I seen you for so many days, are you hiding from me?"

I replied: "No, I've been busy at school lately, so I'll be home late."

She sent another message: "Are you free at noon today? Auntie will treat you to a meal."

I replied: "I'm going to eat with my classmates later, maybe next time, sorry."

She replied, “Oh, got it.”

I secretly knew that my aunt couldn't help herself and was thinking about me, so I made up my mind that night, skipped morning classes the next day, and slept soundly in my room. Sure enough, around ten o'clock, my aunt came up to check on me and found me at home (she went straight into the room). She was a little surprised and asked me why I didn't attend class. I said I was feeling a little unwell and asked for leave today. She said "oh" and left, and I sighed in my heart: Why is it different from my script?

At 12 o'clock she came up again and asked me if I wanted to eat. I said I didn't want to eat, so she sat by the bed, touched my head, and said, "You don't have a fever, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

I hesitantly said, "My chest feels stuffy." She asked curiously, "Really? Do you want to go to the hospital?" I said, "No need! Don't worry about me. The more I see your chest, the more it hurts." She was stunned on the spot and left silently.

I was secretly proud of my perfect performance just now, and wanted to wait for her to come back and confess her true feelings to me, but the opposite happened. She never showed up that day. I regretted this bad trick, and we continued to avoid seeing each other after that.

Finally, my aunt sent me a text message again: "Xiao Wu, are you free this afternoon? Can you help me carry things? (She said to me

I am quite familiar with the class schedule)

I replied: "Yes...I am free, what do you want to pick up?"

"I'm going to the store to buy something. You can come with me."

We made an appointment to go together. My aunt was dressed very beautifully in her little dress, and I could smell a faint scent of perfume coming from her. We just chatted along the way, nothing special. After I got home from shopping, I went back to my room. She came up and knocked on the door. After letting her in, we chatted about some family matters. She asked, "Do you still feel uncomfortable seeing your aunt now?" I said, "Yes."

I was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she stood up, gently held my head, and said, "Is this more comfortable?" I was immediately overjoyed, knowing that my aunt was going to unlock the lock. I was so moved that I hugged my aunt, buried my face in her belly, and desperately breathed in her body fragrance. After a while I stood up and hugged her tightly, really tightly. I had been feeling suffocated these past few days, and the more I hugged her, the more comfortable I felt. I almost cried when she hugged me.

Maybe I hugged her too tightly, and every time I exerted force, my aunt let out a moan. It must have been more than ten minutes. She touched my head and complained that I was holding her too tightly. Then I let go and looked into her eyes affectionately. She smiled and said, "Are you comfortable?" I smiled and said nothing, "Can I kiss you?" My aunt nodded and closed her eyes.

I didn't kiss her right away. I kissed her forehead first, then rubbed my nose on her face, and smelled the scent of a powder puff. Then I rubbed it to her nose and mouth, breathing in her breath, wow...that was really the fragrance of orchid, a hundred times better than perfume.

Finally I couldn't bear it anymore and started kissing my aunt passionately. My tongue stirred everything in her house upside down, but she rarely came to my house and just often sucked her own guests. I also learned to suck my tongue like her, but it felt so-so. I still prefer licking it back and forth. It’s best to rub it against hers, rubbing our tongues against each other until the coating on our tongues is completely clean. When we enjoy the kiss, our mouths will also become clean.

While he is busy with his mouth, he is also busy in other areas. I still hugged my aunt tightly, with my lower body raised high, rubbing against her secretly, and my hands were touching her back and waist. Finally, I stopped on my aunt's butt and grabbed it hard. The touch was so wonderful that it was honestly better than kissing.

After getting a little tired of kissing, I slid across the corner of her mouth, turned to her fair neck, then went back to kiss her ear, sucking and biting her cold and tender earlobe, then inserted the tip of my tongue into her ear. She dodged with a sound of "ah", maybe this move was too stimulating.

I asked, "Don't you like this?" My aunt said, "You're too sensitive and you can't stand it. Let me help you try it." After that, she started to suck my ears and lick my ear canal which I kept clean every day. It was really comfortable and I enjoyed my aunt's service. Seeing that I was not afraid, she stopped playing after a while.

I pretended to unbutton her chest, but she stopped me and said, "Have you thought it through?" I nodded, and she let me unbutton it. I slowly took off my aunt's dress, revealing a set of purple underwear underneath. The style was a bit outdated, but it didn't matter. I also asked my aunt to help me take off my clothes, and both of us only had the last line of defense left.

My aunt has a really good figure. Although her breasts are not big, her skin is very white, which makes her breasts look very soft and tender. There is a little flesh on the waist, but I like it because it is easier to pinch. What attracted me most were her legs. Before, her skirt was too long and I couldn't touch them. Then I asked my aunt to lie down, and the first thing I touched was her legs. After touching for a while, I felt that this was not a good place, so I hugged and kissed my aunt again.

Hugging through clothes and hugging with skin against skin are two different kinds of beauty. Hugging with clothes on makes me feel itchy. Without the separation of clothes, it feels refreshing but I don't feel that tingling feeling. If I have to choose, it's better to hug without clothes. I found an opportunity to rub her bra with my hand. I don't know what brand of dumpling pad it was, but it was quite easy to rub and there was no sense of incongruity. I reached behind her again to unhook her bra, but I couldn't do it and I pinched her flesh, making her scream in pain. I clapped my hands and had to use two hands to untie it.

A pair of white and tender breasts spread out in front of me. I gently praised them, "So small." My aunt was so angry that she covered them with her hands and said, "If they are small, don't look at them." I said, "But they are so beautiful." I pulled her hands away and looked at them carefully. Only then did I see her nipples clearly. How could they be so big? They were like the size of two black dates. I was a little scared: "Aunt, why are your nipples so big..." She got a little angry again: "All breastfeeding women are like this." I said, "Really? Then let me try it."

After saying that, he put his aunt's nipple in his mouth. It was a little hard, but he couldn't suck it or lick it because his aunt seemed to feel nothing. I had no choice but to give up these two black dates, and secretly decided to check online later to see if this special phenomenon was very common. My aunt’s breasts are really soft, different from the mature women I imagined. I can’t help but suspect that all women in the world have soft breasts. The size of the small B is more than enough to be held in one hand, but the small breasts are not easy to play with, and I am a little afraid of those two black dates, so after touching them for a while, I turned to my aunt's crotch area.

I first kissed and sniffed her panties, and a fishy smell came. It turned out that my aunt had been excited for a long time. I couldn't wait to pull down her panties. Hmm...it was a very ordinary little girl, dark and wrinkled. Compared with my ex-girlfriend, she looked more experienced. Without taking a closer look, he immediately started serving his aunt. Actually, I don’t really like the smell of a girl’s private parts, but in order to please my aunt, I licked it for a few minutes. Then I wanted to use my fingers instead, but my aunt stopped me, saying that she didn’t like using her hands. It turns out that she doesn’t know how powerful my Thunderbolt Golden Finger is, but I don’t want to say anything more.

After taking off my underwear, I took out the condom I had just bought. I don't know if I bought the wrong size or what, but the condom got stuck at the base of the vagina and I couldn't pull it off. Fortunately, my aunt was experienced and helped me put it on.

We first had intercourse in the normal position for a while. I could feel my aunt's vaginal walls constantly contracting, which touched me a lot. She was trying so hard to stimulate me. I also responded to her with rapid thrusting, and while doing so she told me to imagine that she was Lin Chi-ling, only then would I be excited. I smiled and said, "Why are you so silly? I just get excited when I look at you."

My aunt was very reserved. She was breathing heavily but didn't make any sound. I was a little worried that I wasn't strong enough, so I asked her why she didn't make any sound. She said she was afraid that the neighbors would hear her, but then I thought that was unlikely, so she gradually made a sound. But I still screamed louder because I felt good.

Afterwards we changed to the position with woman on top and man on bottom. Those breasts were still there when she was lying down, but started shaking as soon as she stood up. I didn't think this was a good idea, so I reached out to steady them. Sometimes he would make a V sign with his hands and hold two black dates. As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar. The more I looked at these two guys, the cuter they seemed, and I was not so scared anymore.

My aunt shook her body vigorously, which allowed me to experience the extraordinary qualities of mature women. She could keep her upper body still while her lower body moved like a motor, shaking so frequently and so beautifully that I was dumbfounded.

My aunt worked on it for quite a while before she finished. I asked her if she felt comfortable shaking so hard. I felt a little relieved when she said she had just orgasmed twice.

After that we used the dolly style, and then returned to the normal position. We did it for more than half an hour, and my aunt asked me to cum quickly because she wanted to pee... I was stunned when I heard that. Are all mature women like this? They don't care about the other person's life or death after they have their own satisfaction? I was really angry with my aunt at that moment. But when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. I tried my best to speed up and sprint, forcing myself to leave work early. Finally, when my aunt was using the toilet and watching me, I masturbated next to her and rinsed it clean with a shower head.

This was the first and last time I had sexual relations with my aunt. Although we would still have intimate actions in the days that followed, my aunt would no longer let me do it. Gradually, our relationship became normal, and until now, my aunt and I are still good friends.