Aunt (family incest adult novel)

I was born in a small town in 1975, and my whole family lived on the same street. My aunt's house is separated from my room by a wall.

I remember very clearly the year 1987 when I was twelve years old. It rained heavily that summer and the roof of my room was leaking, so my family spent several weeks rebuilding a new roof. Because my mother said that my bedroom leaked and was very damp when it rained, she asked me to move to another room.

That night I finished my homework and played marbles with other kids. It was already ten o'clock when I got home. I took a quick shower and went to bed. Just when I was thinking about how to win more marbles tomorrow, I suddenly heard a panting sound coming from the other side of the wall. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it and thought my uncle's voice was really strange. I fell asleep in a daze.

In the next few days, because of the autumn harvest, my uncle went to work in the fields and slept in a simple thatched house beside the fields at night. Everything was peaceful that week. After the autumn harvest, the panting sound could be heard again every two or three days, along with some unclear conversations. I felt it was very strange and mysterious at the time. But I would fall asleep in a daze every night. I didn't take it seriously.

One day in class the teacher was talking about sound propagation, saying that any medium can propagate sound. I remember very clearly saying that this is the reason why walls have ears. That night when I heard the panting from my aunt's house, I naturally put my ear close to the wall. I was stunned at the time and vaguely heard my husband's gentle breathing and other panting sounds. I don't know why I didn't sleep that night. I was very scared and thought my uncle was beating my aunt. But I still can't understand why my uncle, who has a very good personality, would beat my aunt in the dead of night. Curiosity and fear accompanied me at the same time.

In 1988, I was in junior high school. My parents went to the city to work, and I lived with my uncle. My uncle was the second child in the family. He was 40 years old when I was in junior high school. My aunt was three years younger than my uncle and should have been 37 years old in 1988. My uncle's two daughters also went to the county town to attend high school and came home once a month. My uncle and aunt loved me so much that they raised me as their own son at home.

In 1989, when I was in the second grade of junior high school, I had my first nocturnal emission. I woke up with a startle. Because there were no health courses at that time, I had no idea what it was. I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak and didn't know what it was. I found a tissue to plug it up and continued to sleep.

I was in the stage of sexual development and didn't know how to vent.

One night, my uncle went to another room to play cards, leaving my aunt and I alone. My aunt said that she would take a shower and go to bed after finishing a day's work. The bathroom in my aunt's house was very simple, with only a door and a window for ventilation. The window faced our own yard where we fed chickens, so I don't know where I got the courage from, but after my aunt went into the bathroom, I quietly went to the yard, and stood on tiptoe to look into the bathroom through the window.

I was shocked at first sight. Although my aunt was a peasant woman with a dark figure, her hips and breasts looked particularly firm and plump due to long-term farm work. My lower body suddenly swelled up. The blood rushed to the head. At that time, I felt an excitement and stimulation that I had not experienced in more than ten years. Being timid, I hurried back to the bedroom. That night, my mind was full of thoughts about my aunt's plump body. Although she didn't have long legs or a thin waist, her plump body left a deep impression on me.

That night I masturbated for the first time. Some things don't need to be seen in reality, growth will naturally tell us what happened. Then growing up taught me that the panting sound I heard many years ago was not the sound of my uncle beating my aunt as I worried about, but the sound of my uncle and aunt having sex.

In 1990, when I was in the third year of junior high school, secretly watching my aunt taking a bath could no longer satisfy my sexual desire. During the summer vacation after I graduated from junior high school, my uncle told me to go to bed early that he would help with farm work the next day, so I went to bed early. After ten o'clock, when I went to the bathroom to get ready for bed, curiosity made me go to my uncle's bedroom. Because the door was locked and I couldn't see what was happening inside, I ran to the attic on the second floor. Because the attic on the second floor was a place where junk was piled up and there were a lot of things on it, I had to be very careful otherwise I would definitely be discovered.

I peeked down through a crack in the attic. Finally I saw the scene that made me curious and once terrified. My aunt sat on my uncle's lower body, and my uncle grabbed my aunt's plump breasts with both hands and kept shaking them. I inadvertently put my hand into my crotch. I climaxed along with my aunt's swaying movements.

In September 1990, I went to the city to attend high school. On Sundays, I would go back to the house where my parents lived when they worked in the city, and rarely went back to town. Every few months, I would go back to the town with my parents to do some work, but I would only stay for one night before rushing back to the city. I remember that when my aunt saw me, she always said that I had forgotten about the town after going to the city. She said that my uncle had gone to work in other places to support my cousins' college studies, and now she was alone and there was no one to chat with her. I always smiled awkwardly, ashamed of what I had done before.

During high school, my family conditions were relatively good. My parents had worked hard in the city for many years and their business was relatively successful. I got enough nutrition every day, and I fell madly in love with basketball. In my second year of high school, I grew to 1.8 meters tall.

I hadn't been back to town for more than a year. When I went back to town for the New Year in 1992, my aunt looked at my height and said that except for my face, everything else had changed: I had become taller and stronger.

In 1993, I went to Shanghai to study at university. During the first Chinese New Year, I brought back a lot of new and interesting things from Shanghai. For me, a person from a small town, the big city of Shanghai is like a new world. I was curious about everything, so I brought my aunt a cheongsam which cost me fifteen yuan. When I returned to the city, I went to the town on the third day after putting my things down, bringing gifts for my relatives in the town.

I stayed at my aunt's house that night. I asked my aunt to try on the cheongsam to see if it fits me well. My aunt held the cheongsam and said she was afraid it would get dirty, and said, "I'm a peasant woman and I don't want to wear such nice clothes." I smiled and said, "It's okay, aunt is the most beautiful in my heart." My aunt smiled happily.

I told my aunt, "Everyone in Shanghai dresses like this, listening to music and dancing. This is life." My aunt smiled and said, "I have to take a shower before I put on." So my aunt went to the bathroom and changed into a cheongsam. The cheongsam wrapped around my aunt's plump body, with clear outlines of her breasts and buttocks.

I said, "Aunt is so sexy!" Aunt blushed and said, "You're 44 and no one wants you to be sexy." I said, "What do you mean no one wants me? I'm so beautiful." Actually, my aunt is not ugly but not as beautiful as I said. It's just that her plump and firm body aroused my sexual desire, and the hormones were secreted so that I said a series of compliments.

I turned on the radio and taught my aunt how to dance the Shanghainese dance. My aunt quickly said that she didn't know how to do it because that was something city people played with. I told you, if I teach you, you will learn it. I slowly taught my clumsy aunt. My aunt would step on my foot from time to time, and I would just smile and say it was okay.

The dance finally ended, and I looked at my aunt, who shyly avoided my sight. I don't know where I got the courage from, but I kissed my aunt. My aunt began to struggle free from my hands. But I put my tongue deeper and my aunt began to accept my kiss. With my eyes closed, I slid my hands towards my aunt's buttocks. I licked my aunt's plump lips with my tongue, and she suddenly broke free and said, "No." I said, "No one knows, aunt, I started fantasizing about you when I was 13 years old. I peeked at you taking a bath, you and your uncle having sex, and I stole your unwashed underwear and bra." My aunt blushed and hid in the bedroom. I followed my aunt into her bedroom, and she asked me to sit down and started chatting with me. When asked why I had sexual desire for her, I said, "My aunt is plump and strong, with sexy breasts and buttocks. Although it is vulgar, it is enough for a peasant woman." My aunt said that her sexual desire was very strong and she and my uncle used to have sex almost every two days. But later, my uncle went to work in another place and she could not satisfy himself, so she lost interest in this over time. Later, when I returned to town in my second year of high school, she suddenly felt very excited when she saw me, who was tall and strong, and she masturbated thinking about me that night. But I never thought it had anything to do with me because she was my aunt.

I comforted my aunt and said, "Although you are my aunt, we are not related by blood, so it doesn't matter." My aunt didn't say anything. I leaned my face over and kissed the woman I had been thinking about for nearly ten years. I picked up my aunt and let her sit on my legs. I stroked her buttocks with my hands and kissed her lips. My aunt cooperated by sticking out her tongue and sucking on my tongue. I hugged my aunt tighter. I unbuttoned the cheongsam and took it off. At this moment, what appeared before my eyes were my aunt's sagging yet plump breasts under her bra and her buttocks with clear curves under her boxer shorts.

I kissed from the tip of my tongue downwards, kissing my aunt's cleavage, pulling her boxer shorts down between her buttocks, I greedily licked her breasts, took off her bra, and her two nipples were exposed in black in front of me. I sucked on her nipples, from the left nipple to the right nipple, and my aunt began to pant, a panting sound that was very familiar to me and had accompanied me for ten years.

I continued to lick down and took off my aunt's panties. My aunt's vagina was black and had a lot of pubic hair, but it was already wet. I was going to lick it with my mouth. My aunt seemed to have never been licked before. She was very curious but didn't stop me. I used my fingers to dig into my aunt's anus and kept licking her clitoris with my tongue. My aunt's juices flowed into my mouth.

I picked up my aunt and kissed her wet hole. At that moment, my whole body felt numb. I lifted up my aunt's hips, and she hugged my back tightly, swaying up and down.

I held my aunt's tongue in my mouth and sped up my thrusting. For the first time, more than ten years of sexual desire was shot into my aunt's vagina between her plump buttocks. My aunt didn't let me pull it out. She pressed on me and hugged me, and we didn't wash the things on the sheets. That night I remember kissing my aunt, putting my hands on her plump buttocks, and falling asleep with shallow breathing.

This is only part of the memory of my aunt and me. Now I stay in Shanghai to work, and my aunt has been taken to a big city by her daughter. There are still many memories that belong to my aunt and me. No matter what happened in the past, I just hope that my aunt is in good health now!