The Return of the Aunt (Celebrity Adult Novel)

Christine came back from abroad and stayed at my house.

She also lived in my house before she went to study abroad, but that was many years ago. She is 23 years old now, but she was only 15 years old when she left.

At that time, I was in love with her cousin. Today, her cousin and I are divorced. I used to have a good relationship with Christine, and she also communicated with me via email after she left. When she came back, she called long distance and said she wanted to come and stay, as if her cousin and I had not separated, and she was still my aunt, not a relative of her family, but a relative of mine.

After she came back, she was very busy. She went to see her old classmates every day, etc. She came back very late and went to sleep as soon as she came back. I am also very busy and often get home very late. We didn't even have a chance to have a proper talk. But she said she would have dinner with me later and talk about our past. She thought I wouldn't mind and could postpone it. In fact, I don’t care.

Two weeks later, we still hadn’t had the chance to have that meal, but then we had it. I got home late that night and she was already there. The aunt who cleaned the house had already left after work. She was still awake and was eating a midnight snack that she had obviously bought from the store.

She said, "Come and eat as well, just treat it as the meal that has been delayed for too long!"

I said, "I just ate. When you're done, I'll keep you company."

She said, "Why don't you take a shower first, and I'll chat with you after you finish eating!"

I went to take a shower, and when I came out and returned to my room, I found her lying on my bed.

I froze there.

She didn't shy away from it. She was wearing a white nightgown that was like a crinoline, and she bent her legs with her knees toward the ceiling so that the hem of the gown fell to the end of her thighs. And her legs were not closed, and I could see that she was wearing a pink triangle pantyhose. She was born with natural beauty, with fair skin that was white and tender, and the surface was smooth and reflective. Moreover, she is more mature than before, with long legs, full breasts supported by her bra, a thin waist and a broad pelvis, exerting a strong sexual appeal. I thought that we were the only two in the room and we could do anything, and my penis started to get hard.

She laughed, "Just like before!"

Yes, she used to lie next to me and chat with me like this, and her cousin didn't mind, as if she was a child, and she lived in another room in my house. The room remained empty after she left, and she lived in it again when she came back.

Now I couldn't show any embarrassment so as not to embarrass her, so I just lay down beside her. We talked about it, and I told her that the conflict between her cousin and I could be summed up in four words: "incompatibility of personalities," and it wasn't about who was right or wrong.

She said, "I also think you have a lot of problems, but you just want to be together!"

I said, "People are like this. They need facts to prove themselves. You can also say that we separated because of understanding!"

She told me she had absolutely no love life over there either, she was just not interested. There are many men pursuing her, but they just make her feel annoyed.

I said, "Maybe you haven't reached that stage yet. When fate comes, it will come naturally!"

She giggled, "I don't know why, but I feel happy just chatting with you, as if you will never bully me!"

I said, "I have never bullied you!"

She said, "I remember asking you a question that year, but you didn't answer me. I still want to know the answer."

I said, “Then you have to ask again.”

She took a deep breath, finally rolled close to me, and whispered in my ear: "Deng once said that making love is a very comfortable thing, isn't it?"

She asked the same question as she had that day all those years ago. She was still innocent then, so she didn't feel embarrassed to ask. At that time, her cousin and I had a common friend named A Deng, who was a very bad man. They all treated him as an elder. He chatted with them about everything, but he said some things to them that he shouldn't have said, exaggerating his enjoyment in this regard. He had bad intentions and wanted to provoke them to achieve certain goals. After hearing this, Christine came to ask me.

Her experience that time was just like now. She said Ah Deng told her that it was like getting an electric shock during the climax, and it would be difficult for people who had not experienced it to describe it clearly.

When she asked me if it was true, I couldn't answer. In fact, I felt like I was electrocuted at that time. She didn't understand that her body was already very mature and very sexually attractive, and it was extremely tempting for her to ask me under that circumstance. But I also knew that she was not seducing me, she was just too naive.

That time, I tried my best to resist the temptation and couldn't say a word, so she said, "I have so much hair, doesn't it look ugly? Here, down there, and here..." She raised her arms to let me see her armpits, and then pointed to her lower body.

That's incredible! I immediately got up and went to the bathroom. I'm going to wet my face with cold water, then come back and tell her not to discuss this with A Deng and tell her to go to bed quickly.

After that I avoided similar situations, and soon she went to study abroad.

Today she came back, but she still remembered and brought up the old things again.

She could also muster up the courage to ask once.

I said, "I couldn't answer you back then because the temptation was too great. I will tell you that I can't explain it in words. I can only let you experience it once."

She said, "Hey! You are so mean!"

I said, "That's a natural male reaction because you are so beautiful. Whether a person is bad or not depends on whether he can control himself. I couldn't say or do that at the time, so I had to avoid you!"

She said, "What about the second question? The question about Mao?"

I said, "I would say you can only answer me if you show me."

She rolled over with laughter: "How can this be so embarrassing!"

I said, "Now I say this, and now I can say this and do this!"

She closed her eyes and said, "Your answer is the same as no answer. I still don't understand!"

I said, "I can only make you understand if you agree."

I could naturally guess what was in her mind. If she didn't want to experience it with me, she would never have lied next to me and mentioned this matter. She has always had a crush on me, and at this time I realized that my long-hidden feelings for her had burst out.

I hugged her gently and kissed her cheek. She didn't resist, the kiss became more and more intense, and I almost swallowed her lips.

Later I let go of her lips, she was still in my arms, still with her eyes closed. I said, "Have you ever been close to a man in all these years?"

She said, "No... it's not you!"

I said, "You are an adult now, we have the right to do whatever we want!"

She said, "I've always wondered, what would happen if you were willing to answer me? Why don't you just pretend it was the past and do what you would do for once!"

I said, "You have to pretend you are the same as before."

She said, "Okay!"

I said, "The first question is about Mao. You need to show it to me!"

She twisted her body: "No! I'm so embarrassed!"

I said, "You showed me your armpits then!"

She laughed and said, "Now they are all gone!"

She raised her arm to show me her armpit. There were a few newly grown grasses back then, but now they are all gone, leaving the whole place bare.

I said, "How could this happen?"

She said: "I used electroacupuncture to remove it. My girlfriend taught me. It's very popular now!"

I said, “Now let’s look down.”

She twisted her body again: "No!"

I said, "Then don't take off anything. Just treat me as a blind person who can't see but can touch!"

Without waiting for her answer, I kissed her again and my hands started moving. My hand found her belly button, slid into her pantyhose, and reached her crotch area. She trembled and twisted, moaning softly, but she was not rejecting my hand. Instead, she was because the place that had never been touched by anyone was touched, and the feeling was extremely strong and she found it difficult to adapt to it for a while.

I felt her pubic hair and it was very thick and dense, but still soft.

I swiped and said, "When did it grow so dense?"

She said: "It's only been in the past two years. Before that it was very sparse."

"Hmm," I said, "the little beard has become a big beard!"

She hit my chest with her fist: "You are bad!"

I asked in her ear, "Are you comfortable?"

She said in ecstasy, "I can't tell!"

I said, "Yes, if you keep touching me, I will orgasm. Most women can orgasm if they are touched like this. Now, let me show you how to experience it!"

She didn't say anything, which meant she didn't object.

I added, "You need to touch your breasts, it feels good too."

Before she could comment, my hands slid up and were rubbing her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra. For a woman who is already aroused, this feeling is very strong. She moaned.

I rubbed it for a while and said, "This kind of thing shouldn't be blocked by clothes, take it off!"

"How embarrassing!" she cried.

But she didn't say it was bad. So I took it off for her. This is different from her taking it off herself, so she just has to not object. And I turned off the lights again.

I took off her bra and kept it aside. The nightgown was still on her body, but it did not hinder her vision or movement; she only had to lift it up. I looked up and that beautiful pair of breasts came into view. There was dim light coming in from the window, but one could still see clearly that the pair of white breasts were full and round, with coral-colored spires. I played with the tips with my fingers, then I took one of them in my mouth, sucking it in and rubbing the peak with my tongue. She kept moaning and twisting her lower body, obviously enjoying the contact.

Later I let go of her breasts, pulled her nightgown over her head and took it off. She cooperated and raised her arms, so her whole beautiful body appeared in front of me, still wearing only a triangle underwear. I took off her panties and she raised her pelvis to meet me. As her thighs opened and closed, I could see her vagina amidst the thick pubic hair, with the labia minora forming an irregular pink strip in the middle.

Then I leaned over again and sucked on her right nipple again. The middle finger of my right hand found her clitoris again, rubbing it in the sticky wetness. This time I didn't stop, and rubbed it faster and faster. She naturally hugged me tightly, moaning like crying.

After a long time, my fingers felt her clitoris swelling. At the same time, her whole body trembled violently. She let out a long "ah" from her throat and hugged me tightly. Her climax came. At this time, I stopped rubbing, gently pressed the clitoris with my middle finger, and at the same time hugged her tightly, letting her enjoy the pleasure of coming down from the climax.

Finally, she let out a long sigh and relaxed. I let her go too, putting an arm under her neck.

I said, "This is the climax, you just experienced it, how do you feel?"

She said: "It's really hard to describe, it feels like an electric shock, but also so... so comfortable!"

I kissed her softly: "If you go one step further, the feeling will be different, much stronger."

"No," she said, "we are now replaying the past! I would never have let you go any further before!"

How I wish she would say yes! My penis is still as hard as iron after that, but she doesn't understand men yet. I said, "Yes, I must have had some reservations back then because you were so young, but you are not now. You are a grown-up."

She said, "Yes, tonight is just like the past. Tomorrow night is now. Now I am going back to my room to sleep!"

She got up, took her clothes and left.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow night.

It is difficult for me to describe the feelings between her and me. I cannot say that I love her, and she has never said that she loves me. But even if you love someone deeply, it is difficult for us to feel familiar with each other and have a sense of intimacy as if we have never been apart after not seeing each other for so many years. We seem destined to be together, as if we are in sync with each other and know each other. We don't feel like we have lost anything if we separate. In short, we are doing what we want to do.

The next day I had a social event and didn't get home until midnight again, but she was already asleep with the door closed. I don't bother her.

The next morning, I saw her as soon as I woke up. It was obvious that she could get up early because she went to bed early. I noticed that she looked quite bad.

I asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She said shyly, "I have a stomachache. My period came last night. I need to rest for a few days."

This put me at ease; she had not changed her mind, she just had the inconveniences of a woman.

After two days, she returned to normal. She called me this afternoon and asked me to have dinner with her. This meal has been delayed for a long time, and it’s time to eat it. We had a very good conversation. She told me about her life abroad in recent years, and I told her about my life in recent years. We didn't need to hide anything and we had a very pleasant conversation.

We just don’t talk about what we’re going to do after dinner, we know what we’re going to do.

--over--

After dinner we went home together. As soon as I entered the door, before I turned on the light, I hugged her and kissed her, and she kissed me too.

Then she gently pushed me away and said, "Go take a shower and wait for me in your room."

She went back to her room, and I took a shower and waited for her in bed.

I heard her going to take a shower, and then I heard her coming.

She stopped outside the door and said, "Turn off the light!"

At that time, I only turned on the bedside lamp. Since she wanted to turn off the light, I turned off the bedside lamp as well. Then the room became the same as last time, with only light from outside shining in through the gap in the curtains.

She came in, and it turned out that she was only wearing a large towel.

She didn't wrap it around her body. She just held the two horns on one end and pressed them against her shoulders, while the other end hung down like a curtain to cover her body.

She came over in the gloom and lay down next to me, the towel covering her body like a too-small quilt.

I didn't ask her to take the towel off because there was no need to ask and the towel wouldn't stay on her body for too long.

I hugged her gently and kissed her, exploring with my hands like last time, and the towel was naturally pushed away. Follow me and do something I didn’t do last time, which is to kiss her all over her body.

This was a new enjoyment for her, and for me as well, because I could also observe it visually up close. Because it is so close, it can be seen clearly even in very dim light. And she is also very worthy of admiration. She is a very beautiful woman in her own right.

After I kissed her all over, I hugged her again, sucked her right nipple with my mouth, and found her clitoris with the middle finger of my right hand and rubbed it, which became very sticky and wet again. Like last time, my fingers brought her to an orgasm of bliss.

I hugged her tightly to calm her down, then I took off my pajamas and became naked. I jumped up and was on top of her, with the head of my glans pressing against her vaginal opening. I said, “I’m coming in!”

She didn't object, but she said, "Some people say it's very hard!"

I said, "Some people say it's not painful at all. It depends on whether your hymen is thick and tough. I can't guarantee it, but I promise I will try to be gentle."

She reached down and took my penis, played with it for a while, and said, "It's so long, so thick, and so hard, can it go in?"

I said, "Women always have this doubt at first. In fact, if a baby is that big and can come out, how can it not go in? As for hard, it must be used. A soft one simply cannot go in."

She said, "We have to give it a try anyway, and it's best if you try it. Come on!" She opened her legs a little wider.

I aimed at her vaginal opening again and slowly pushed forward. It was very smooth and elastic, and the entire glans went in. She was breathing rapidly, obviously because she was nervous. I'm not worried because I believe she is not the tight, thick and tough type. Then half of it went in, and then it slid in and the whole thing went in. In the meantime, she shocked and obviously felt her hymen being torn. But I didn't have any special feeling, I just knew that since it was all in, it was broken. Although her vagina was not tight, she was a virgin after all. The elasticity and tightness of her vagina wrapped me very comfortably, and I couldn't help but slowly speed up my sprint.

Her initial reaction was confusion because she was not used to having a penis inserted in her, but gradually, the pleasure of the thrusting helped her adapt, and she naturally learned how to receive and enjoy it.

Later, she reached the climax of her first sexual intercourse, trembling and screaming, and the semen that I had stored for a long time also shot into the deepest part of her vagina in a wave of ecstasy.

Then we settled down to rest. I pulled out and laid down next to her. We all have different senses of satisfaction. For me, the greatest satisfaction is that her first rain and dew was given by me. For many years, I felt sorry for missing the opportunity. I thought she would be taken away by another man, but many years later, I got her back and it turned out that she was still intact.

What made me even more satisfied was that I didn't have to use a condom, because she had my semen inside her for the first time, and I didn't have to worry about her getting pregnant because her period had just ended and that day was still a safe period. Of course, pregnancy is not absolutely impossible, but the possibility is very small.

I will use birth control next time.

We rested for a while and then talked again. I told her that things were really bad between me and her cousin. This cousin insisted on having sex only after marriage. I don't mind, but it's obviously not a good approach because it postpones the test until it's too late. She knew very little about matters between men and women, but she thought she knew a lot. She heard a little here and a little there, and put together what she wanted to believe, which became a bunch of big mistakes.

For example, they cannot do it before a certain time, they can only do it on a certain day, it has to be absolutely dark, and they have to wash it clean with the medicine she bought first - in short, there are a lot of unreasonable rules, and she is very stubborn and will never admit her mistakes.

The same is true in other details of life.

Of course I also have my shortcomings, but I believe most people cannot tolerate these shortcomings of hers. We had a lot of conflicts from the beginning, and the more we got to know each other, the more our relationship became like ice and fire, and we finally broke up. These details were not included in the email to Kristen.

After the breakup, I also had women, mainly to satisfy my physical needs, and I haven't found one that's right for me yet.

Kristen also asked me to describe each one.

She was very simple about her love life - a blank. The men who pursue her always make her disgusted. Sometimes, she also has physical needs, and at that time she will think of the scene when she asked the question, and imagine what would happen if I didn't avoid her, and put the pillow under her crotch and clamp it tightly.

I told her I was glad she was back and that with her I could do it with all my heart.

She said, "I don't want to criticize my cousin. I just have a different opinion from her. I won't do what she did. Do I offend you?"

I said, "No. Do I offend you?"

She said, “No!”

We fell asleep while talking.

When I woke up the next day, she was still beside me, not yet awake. Since she was still naked, I had the opportunity to take a closer look in the morning light.

I couldn't help but start playing with it. If I treat her cousin like this, I've already violated the law of heaven.

It turns out that Christine's habit of being slow to wake up has not changed yet. She let me do whatever I wanted in a daze. I finally couldn't bear it anymore, so I jumped up and penetrated her. She was responsive, and I could clearly feel her reaching three orgasms during my intense thrusts, but she was unable to wake up in such a short time. After another climax, I ejaculated successfully, and she woke up and opened her eyes.

I felt a little sorry and said, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it!"

She said, "It's okay, but I hope you can hold it in longer. It would be a waste if I can't wake up and enjoy it properly!"

This attitude is so cute. If it were her cousin, she would be asking for a divorce now.

Then she urged me to get up and go to work, as she also had to go to a date.

A week later, she found a job and started working.

The job was very busy and it was difficult for her to find time to have dinner with me, but this did not alienate us because we lived in the same room. Sometimes she would come to my room at night for sexual satisfaction, but most of the time I would go to her. She doesn't think I'm taking advantage of her, and I don't think she's taking advantage of me. That's a good attitude.

We don't spend much time together during the day, is that a problem? Not with us. It's okay even though she has been abroad for so many years. I think this is a question of confidence. Only people who lack confidence require to monitor the other party at all times.

marry? None of us have mentioned it, but maybe we will eventually.