Chapter 84: Tortured Wildly by My Maternal Aunt
Chapter 84: Tortured Wildly by My Maternal Aunt
"Haa... haa... haa..."
I panted heavily. My maternal aunt’s face was pressed against my midsection, her expression hidden from view. My cock was swallowed whole, encased by her long, narrow throat. The sensation of that frantic squeezing was so intense that I had to tense my legs just to keep from erupting instantly.
If I came now, I’d probably shoot it straight into her stomach.
After about thirty seconds, I gently patted her. I knew that half a minute was just about the limit for her deepthroat.
Obediently, my maternal aunt slowly spat out my cock. She tilted her lovely face up slightly; her gorgeous cheeks were currently streaked with tears.
However, her seductive aura only grew more potent.
She turned her shimmering, watery eyes toward me, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
I stroked her crimson lips, feeling a pang of heartache. "Don't do that anymore. It’s too hard on you."
She wiped the tears from her face. "As long as you're happy, it's fine."
"Pleasure should be mutual... hiss—"
Before I could finish, she lowered her head again and took my cock back into her mouth. The soft tip of her tongue licked at the slit of my glans, sweeping back and forth.
"Mmm... mmm..."
I couldn't help but groan in pleasure.
"Glug, glug... Does it feel good?"
I clenched my teeth, my voice trembling. "It... it feels great..."
"Giggle..."
She let out a playful laugh. Holding my cock, she stopped the deep thrusting and instead tilted her head to the side, extending her tongue to lick circles around the shaft until it was coated in her glistening, clear saliva.
I leaned back against the seat, head tilted back in pure bliss as I enjoyed her service, letting out occasional moans of delight. As my gaze drifted, I caught sight of Chi Yan’s flushed face in the rearview mirror, her moist eyes stealing glances at the backseat.
Sister Chi Yan’s eyes, usually so cold and aloof, were now brimming with moisture and a faint trace of lust. She was staring unblinkingly as my maternal aunt licked and teased my cock.
Seeing her peeping made my cock throb even harder.
I shifted my gaze away so as not to startle her. If she wanted to watch, I was more than happy to let her.
The lewd sound of sucking echoed from between my legs. I couldn't resist reaching out to stroke my maternal aunt’s elegant back, sliding my hand down until I gripped the buttock hidden beneath her qipao, kneading it firmly.
"Ngh... mmm..."
She let out a muffled groan, her delicate body trembling against the car seat under my touch.
"Oh..."
I let out a soft sigh as she swallowed half the shaft again. Her red lips wrapped tight around me as her head bobbed up and down in a rapid rhythm.
Her small hands gripped the lower half she couldn't swallow, stroking and rubbing it. Combined with her fragrant tongue swirling around the head and shaft, the pleasure built rapidly. My waist went numb, and the urge to ejaculate surged.
Feeling the sudden swelling of my cock, my maternal aunt knew I was about to blow. She spat out the half she was holding, wrapped her red lips tightly around the head, and pressed the tip of her tongue against the opening, sucking hard.
"Hngh!"
I groaned as the urge to cum hit me like a tidal wave. The sheer pleasure made my legs shake.
Just as the semen was about to burst forth, my maternal aunt’s hands suddenly clamped down on my cock with immense force. She gripped it like a vice, strangling the pleasure and the impending climax right in the cradle.
A jolt of pain shot through me. My face contorted instantly, and I instinctively doubled over, clamping my legs and crying out in agony.
Chi Yan was also startled by my maternal aunt’s sudden move. Her grip on the steering wheel faltered, causing the Mercedes-Benz G-Class to swerve momentarily.
My maternal aunt shot a playful, knowing glance toward Chi Yan.
Cold sweat dripped from my forehead. I gripped the front seat, my body twitching. It took a long time for the pain to subside.
I looked at my maternal aunt, who wore a mysterious smile. With the residual pain still lingering, I asked in a trembling voice, "Auntie, what are you doing?"
She gently stroked my cock to soothe the pain, whispering softly, "You've been messing around with other women outside. Your aunt has to punish you a little."
She reached out tenderly to wipe the sweat from my face, her voice as gentle as a woman from the south. "There now, my little husband. From now on, no matter how many women you find, I won't hold it against you anymore."
Hearing this, my face flushed red and white. I didn't know whether to feel lucky or frustrated.
Trading that moment of pain for her blessing to see other women... it didn't seem like a bad deal?
I pushed her slender hand away and curled up on the side, clutching my cock with a depressed expression.
"Alright, my little husband," she coaxed, pulling my hand away. "Let me make you feel good now, okay?"
"Forget it." I stayed curled in the corner, the shadow of the pain still fresh. "I'm done."
"You're done, are you?"
A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes. She lightly ground her teeth but maintained a smiling face. "Are you really done?"
Despite her gentle tone and smile, I had no doubt that if I insisted on stopping, she would find even more ways to mess with me.
My scalp tingled. I looked at her with a pained, aggrieved expression. "Auntie, can you please stop messing with me?"
She kept smiling. "I said the punishment is over, and it's over. When have I ever lied to you?"
She paused, her tone brook no argument. "Move your hands."
I had no choice but to comply.
She looked at my massive cock, which had grown even thicker and longer due to the failed ejaculation, and nodded with satisfaction. She licked her red lips. "My baby’s assets are getting more and more impressive."
She used both hands to hitch up the skirt of her qipao and reached into her waistband. After a moment of rustling, she slid a pair of safety pants and her black lace panties—already soaked through with her juices—down her smooth, long legs.
Holding the tiny panties in her hand, her face was a mask of enchanting seduction. "Little husband, open up."
I obediently opened my mouth, and she stuffed the wet panties inside. She chuckled. "Now it's your turn to taste your aunt."
The familiar scent of her juices filled my mouth. I couldn't help but swirl my tongue, tangling with the fabric and sucking on it, savoring the taste of her arousal.
She then pulled me to the center of the back seat. Through the gap in the front seats, I was perfectly aligned with the rearview mirror.
With her movement, my naked lower half was completely exposed to Chi Yan.
At the moment, however, Chi Yan was flushed red, focusing on driving the Big G through the storm, not daring to look back.
Just as my maternal aunt was about to move, she suddenly asked, "Yanyan, does the car have privacy film on the windows?"
Sister Chi Yan remained silent for a long time before saying, "Can you two have some sense of propriety?"
"I just need the answer."
After another long silence, Chi Yan snapped, "Yes, it does!"
My maternal aunt chuckled. "That’s good. It would be embarrassing if we were caught on camera."
Chi Yan fell silent. A moment later, she added coldly, "You can't see inside from the outside."
While they talked, I couldn't say a word with the panties stuffing my mouth.
My maternal aunt stood up in the back seat, straddling me with one long leg so her body hovered over mine.
She lifted the hem of her qipao with an elegant grace, her full, jade-like buttocks slowly descending toward my waist.
Looking at those rounded, lush hips stretching the fabric of the qipao, my blood began to boil. I reached out and flipped up the back of her skirt, exposing her entire lower half.
Beneath her slender waist, her hips flared out into a breathtaking curve.
The two full moons of her buttocks were perfect, embodying the ripeness and maturity of a beautiful woman. Her skin was fine and smooth, as white as porcelain.
Staring at those plump, perky cheeks—like a pair of ripe, juicy peaches—I swallowed hard. My maternal aunt’s ass was enough to drive any man insane.
I couldn't help but grab them. The flesh was soft as water yet retained a firm elasticity.
In the center of that peach-like cleft, her buttocks were perfectly divided. Because she hadn't fully sat down yet and was leaning forward, her rear was tilted up slightly, exposing the secret place between her legs completely to my eyes.
Every woman with Chi family genes was a "White Tiger"—hairless. My mom was like this, my little sister was like this, my maternal aunt was like this, and Sister Chi Yan... most likely was too.
My maternal aunt’s private parts were strikingly similar to my mom’s. The sisters' flower paths were practically carved from the same mold.
Her snow-white, smooth mons pubis was devoid of a single hair, looking like a plump white bun—tender, pale, and slightly protruding.
The two petals of her labia were a soft pink, showing no signs of darkening. They were tightly closed, and in the center was a pink, moist slit dripping with crystal-clear love juices. It was mouth-watering.
My eyes were practically on fire. I used my hands to pull her buttocks apart slightly, and the narrow slit opened, revealing the pink flesh inside and the abundant, dripping fluids. Above her beautiful pussy, hidden within the cleft, her small, whorled anus was also a delicate pink, twitching slightly.
Every inch of the scenery before me signaled that my maternal aunt’s hairless pussy was ready for union.
If my mouth weren't stuffed with her panties, I would have buried my face between her cheeks first, licking her until I was satisfied and my belly was full of her nectar before finally taking her.
My maternal aunt swayed her slender waist and wiggled her hips, signaling me to let go.
Reluctantly, I gave the silky, pale skin of her inner thighs one last stroke, my hand coming away coated in her fluids.
Her juices were as abundant as ever; she was already flowing like this before we even started.
The only slight disappointment was that her pussy and fluids didn't carry that naturally intoxicating aphrodisiac scent that my mom’s did, so I couldn't feast on that particular fragrance.
As for my sister, perhaps because she was still developing, the scent of her fluids was very faint, nowhere near the intensity of my mom’s. Sucking and swallowing her wasn't nearly as satisfying.
As I released her plump buttocks, my maternal aunt slowly lowered herself onto my raging cock until the head pressed against the moist entrance of her hairless pussy.