However, the thought that her beloved nephew was sleeping next door warmed her heart for no reason. She planned to wait for dawn, then go tease him awake. She'd mock him for passing out after just a few drinks, and spend the next day shopping with him, helping him buy some new clothes.
"Knock, knock, knock." A knocking sound came from the bedroom door.
Aunt was a little surprised. Could it be her nephew? What would he be doing here in the middle of the night? Could it be that he...?
Aunt's pretty face couldn't help but flush crimson. Her heart wasn't ready for this. If this cute, well-behaved nephew really came to be improper with her, would she be able to refuse him?
Her heart pounding with anxiety, she walked to the door and opened it. It was Auntie Rong, standing in the doorway with a tray, smiling. "Ma'am, I've prepared some tremella and lotus seed soup. Have a little tonight. It's good for your complexion, helps you sleep, and promotes beauty. You should eat it."
So it wasn't her nephew. A strange disappointment washed over Aunt, but she quickly thanked Auntie Rong. Auntie Rong placed the tray in the bedroom and left.
Her nanny had been working for her for several years now. She was truly capable and considerate, taking such good care of her that she was always comfortable. Aunt took a few sips of the tremella and lotus seed soup. It was soft, glutinous and sweet.
After eating a little and applying some skincare products, she felt a wave of drowsiness. She must have been tired today, Aunt thought to herself as she yawned.
She climbed into her large bed early and slipped under the covers alone. Her husband was away on a training course for a week, and tonight was another lonely night for her. Then again, every night was much the same.
Gradually, she felt her consciousness grow hazy, but her body began to feel feverish. Her long, shapely legs pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other. Somehow, involuntarily, her slender, fair fingers slowly reached down to the root of her thigh, pushed aside the fragrant lace panties she had just put on, and began to gently press on her tender labia. She felt a surge of heat flowing in her lower abdomen.
How long has it been since her husband last comforted her? Aunt complained inwardly. Usually, she relied on masturbation to relieve her desires, but her fingers were no match for a man's penis; they could only make her hungrier and hungrier.
Her cute nephew was right next door. Should she...? After all, she had already talked it over with her sister.
Her fingers slid into her wet, slick folds, stirring the sensitive flesh within. Her full, snowy-white body writhed restlessly on the large bed like a white snake. Her skin was smooth and fair, her mature, voluptuous body growing hotter and hotter. Her honey pot began to secrete a continuous stream of sweet, sticky nectar that gushed out from under her relentlessly rubbing fingertips...
A splitting headache, I groggily got up.
My mouth was incredibly dry, with a parched taste. I felt like the headaches I'd had over the past few days had gotten even worse.
It was late at night outside. I looked at the unfamiliar guest room and slowly remembered that I was staying at my aunt's house today.
But I only remembered having dinner together and drinking some red wine. After that, my memory was a blur.
I was dying of thirst, so I got up to find a glass of water.
I opened my door. This room was tucked away in a corner on the second floor of the villa. I walked to the staircase, planning to go down to the kitchen for water.
"Mmm!... Ah... ah...!"
A low, muffled groan from a woman came from my aunt's bedroom next door, making me jolt instantly awake.
What was my aunt doing?
I tiptoed to the side of my aunt's bedroom and pressed my ear to the door to listen. To my surprise, I heard my aunt's soul-stirring moans, along with the "pap, pap, pap" sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the creaking of the mattress, and even a man's voice. A voice that sounded somewhat familiar.
This was clearly the sound of a man and a woman passionately making love! My aunt was actually having sex with a man! Had my uncle come back?
But that couldn't be right! My aunt had been complaining at the dinner table just today that my uncle was going on another long business trip and was still out of town. How could he possibly be back!
Listening to the soul-stirring moans continuously coming from the bedroom, my whole body felt hot. I pulled on the doorknob and found it was locked!
I completely lost my composure. The intense sounds of copulation from inside were stimulating my brain. I desperately wanted to know what was going on in there, but the bedroom door was tightly shut, blocking me out. I paced in circles for a moment, then suddenly remembered that the room I had been sleeping in had a small balcony outside. If I went from that balcony, couldn't I get to my aunt's balcony?
With that thought, I ran back to my room and went out onto the balcony. Even from here, I could faintly hear my aunt's lewd, panting breaths from next door. I carefully leaned out, placed my foot on the white railing of the balcony, and with a little push, landed on the small connecting balcony in between.
I looked up. Opposite me was the balcony to my aunt's bedroom, and my heart leaped with excitement. As long as the window over there wasn't locked, I could see clearly what was happening.
But the distance between this balcony and the one opposite was a bit far. I felt a surge of fear mixed with impatience. After agonizing for a while, I decided to risk the jump. Suddenly, a shout came from downstairs, "What are you doing!"
I looked down and saw a man dressed as a security guard, holding a baton and shouting at me.
This side of my aunt's villa faced the outside. This was a villa complex, with pedestrian walkways between the properties. It was a concentrated residential area for the wealthy, and the expensive property management had provided security personnel to maintain it.
I panicked, my mind going blank. Just as I was about to make the jump, my foot slipped. With a cry of "Aiyo!", I fell down.
"What are you doing!" Several security guards surrounded me, shining their flashlights.
"I... I, I, I, this is my aunt's house..." My ankle throbbed with pain as I said in a trembling voice.
"Thieves these days are something else, spinning lies like a pro," one security guard sneered, shining a bright flashlight in my face, making it impossible to open my eyes.
"Pah! With the likes of you, you couldn't afford this place in eight lifetimes! Come with grandpa here and explain yourself!" another guard barked as he rushed over, grabbed my sleeve, and snarled at me.
"I really live here! I can call and prove it!"
I forced myself to stand up and said to them in a trembling voice. I patted my pockets but didn't feel my phone. I had left it in the bedroom in my haste.
"Stop your nonsense! Who would believe you, jumping around on someone's balcony in the middle of the night? Come with me!"
I couldn't defend myself. They unreasonable dragged me to the security office and locked me in a room. I said I needed to call my family to prove my innocence, but they refused at first. After I pestered them relentlessly, one of them finally lent me a phone.
I quickly checked the time; it was already past 11 PM. My head was buzzing. Imagining the sound of my beautiful aunt's lewd moans from earlier, my fingers trembled as I dialed her number and pressed the call button.
As expected, she was in no mood to answer my call. The phone rang and rang, but no one picked up.
I started to get anxious and dialed my mom's number instead. No one answered that either. I tried again, but it rang until the end with no answer. I was starting to get really desperate. I then dialed my aunt's and mom's numbers countless more times, but no one ever picked up.
"Heh! You little thief! What do you have to say for yourself now? No one's answering your calls!" a security guard said to me viciously. My mind was in complete chaos.
I couldn't help but picture a lewd scene, imagining my aunt must still be writhing under a man, moaning lewdly as she raised her hips and buttocks, her beautiful, fair flesh being fucked, her rippling and her ass jiggling!
The room was filled with her delicate, panting moans. Damn it, I felt a mix of hatred and frustration, unable to say a word.
After about an hour, their shift supervisor arrived. He lectured me, but said that since I didn't look like a bad person, he wouldn't hand me over to the police. He told me to behave myself and warned me that if I dared to come back, I'd regret it.
Afterward, I gave a statement at the security office and was finally released.
Exhausted, I returned to my aunt's house. Thankfully, my aunt had given me a key to the front door, and it was still in my pants pocket.
As soon as I walked through the front door, I suddenly remembered. The nanny, Auntie Rong, had a spare key to the bedroom! How could I be so stupid!
I hurried to the nanny's, Auntie Rong's, room on the first floor. She wasn't home. I didn't know if she had gone home for the day or if she just didn't live here at night.
I found a spare key box on the table. For some reason, it was left out in the open. The keys were labeled for each room. I looked through them, and of course, the spare key to my aunt's bedroom was the only one missing.
I was baffled but had no choice but to go back upstairs. It had been an hour, but the sounds from my aunt's bedroom hadn't stopped. I could still faintly hear the passionate sounds of copulation.
"Ah!... Xiaobin... ah... you're so bad... ah... ah..."
I actually heard my aunt calling out something like "Xiaobin"!?
What on earth was going on? Unable to bear it any longer, I went back out onto the balcony of my own room. I looked around and saw no security guards passing by. I gritted my teeth, took two running steps, and leaped, successfully landing on my aunt's balcony.
I gently pushed the glass door of the balcony. Just as I'd thought, it wasn't locked. The brown curtains swayed before me in the summer night breeze. I quietly hid in a corner, my hands trembling as I pulled the glass door open a crack. The scene in the room came into view.
As soon as I opened the crack, I heard the man's heavy panting and my aunt's loud, lewd moans intertwining, one after the other.
In my aunt's romantic bedroom, her clothes from the day, a lace bra, and a man's clothes were scattered on the floor in a mess. The room was filled with the smell of sweat and something lewd.
My aunt's full, creamy-white body was kneeling on the large bed. Her huge, snow-white breasts were pressed against the mattress, and her plump, round buttocks were raised high. Between her full, fair thighs, her pink-white buttocks and tender flesh were exposed. A pair of already soaked pink-white lace panties was pulled to the side. In the midst of her thick pubic hair, a huge, thick, and dark meat rod was fiercely thrusting in and out. Waves of honeyed fluid splashed from her honey pot. The pot was tightly wrapped around the man's phallus, and the point where his shaft and her flesh were joined was coated in a lewd, thick white fluid, a testament to the endurance of this carnal act.
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