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🕑 Added 2025-08-16 22:30:40 +0000 UTCChapter 9: The Bathroom
It was already past seven by the time we got home. Aunt Liu hurriedly told Meng Siyu to take her bath and busied herself tidying up the living room.
After Siyu finished, Aunt Liu took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.
Splash
The sound of running water came from the bathroom; Aunt Liu had just turned on the bathtub faucet.
I stood outside the door, my heart pounding like a drum, sweat slicking my palms.
Through the frosted glass, I could see her blurry figure adjusting the water temperature.
Taking a deep breath, I carefully turned the doorknob. The door wasn’t locked.
Smirking, I hooked my foot around the lock and let my fingers start roaming restlessly along her waistline: So we need to seize every second...
Wait… I suddenly squeezed her waist, breathing hotly against her ear. “From now on, when it’s just the two of us, what are you supposed to call me?”
Aunt Liu’s ears flushed red instantly, lashes fluttering in panic. “Don’t… don’t tease me…”
I purposely pried her closed thighs apart with my knee, letting my fingertip slide over her sensitive thigh roots through the fabric of her loungewear. “Well? Say it? Say it right and there’s a reward…”
“Hu… husband♡…” she suddenly buried her face in my chest, the muffled word trembling with shame. “Satisfied now?”
With steam swirling hazy in the bathroom, Aunt Liu’s flushed face looked especially luscious.
Today, her hair was loosely pinned up, a few damp strands clinging to her slender neck and shining like pearls under the light.
I couldn’t help lowering my head and kissing that sensitive skin, feeling her tense up instantly in my arms.
“We’ll get caught♡…” Her voice was already quaking with desire, but her hands slid involuntarily to my shoulders.
I took her earlobe in my mouth, tracing its shape with my tongue, and whispered, “Then Auntie can go out first. I’ll leave a minute after.”
As I spoke, my fingers were already unbuttoning her loungewear, deliberately slow with every button making a tiny click.
Beneath, light purple lace peeked out from her bra.
“Husband♡… hurry♡…” Aunt Liu suddenly grabbed my wrist, guiding my hand to her full bosom.
Her uncharacteristic boldness made my throat dry, my palm instantly feeling the wild thumping of her heart.
Her breath quickened, breasts heaving.
She wore a demi-cup bra that hoisted up her snow-white globes, cleavage deep enough to drop a coin in.
My thumb, through the lace, softly scraped her erect nipple, feeling those two cherries harden even more.
As her trembling hand undid the last button, the silky loungewear fell like a waterfall away from her shoulders.
By instinct, she wrapped her arms over her chest, but I caught her wrists and pinned them to the cool tile wall.
“Mmm♡…” Head tipped back, she let out a sweet moan.
She sagged boneless against me, moonlit skin bared to the hazy steamy air, covered only by that about-to-slip-off lilac bra.
With one hand I undid my own shirt buttons. My other hand reached back and deftly unclasped her bra.
The lace straps slipped from her rounded shoulders, drawing a shaky whimper from Aunt Liu.
Those heavy, snow-white breasts bounced free, swaying in the misty air, nipples hard and ripe like cherries.
“The tub… it’s full…” she panted, her fingers absently tracing circles on my abs. Her cool fingertips on my taut stomach brought waves of tingling.
I quickly stripped, my twenty-eight centimeter beast already arching high.
Aunt Liu’s gaze was drawn like a magnet, her throat bobbing.
She blushed, turning away to check the water, presenting her pert bottom to me, black lace panties hugging those soft cheeks, the central seam barely hiding what lay beneath.
As water splashed into the tub, I hugged her gently from behind.
Both hands cupped her heavy breasts, thumbs flicking over the marble-hard tips.
Her back pressed to my chest, her pounding heart clear to my touch.
“Stop… water’s going to overflow…” Her voice pitched to a whimper, hips unconsciously grinding against my erection.
I turned off the faucet by now, the tub was filled with hot water.
Aunt Liu took a deep breath, hooked her fingers around her panties, and slid them down slowly.
Even the act of undressing looked like a striptease, each inch revealed laced with deadly temptation.
When the last scrap of cloth fell, I couldn’t help but whistle.
Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, just a tidy inverted triangle remained.
Her labia were still rosy and slightly puffy from earlier, the tiny opening still smeared with a trace of milky white that was my afternoon gift left inside.
“What are you staring at…” Aunt Liu threw me a bantering glare, thrusting her chest out and making those snowy mounds trace a teasing arc before my eyes.
Scooping her up, I carefully stepped into the tub.
The hot water instantly enveloped us. Aunt Liu sighed in contentment and rested against me.
Her skin, slick in the water, grew even more sensitive; every glide of my finger on her waist made her shiver.
“Turn around.” I murmured, both hands steadying her shoulders.
Aunt Liu obediently turned her back to me so her plump backside pressed into my hips.
My shaft fit perfectly into the groove of her cheeks, the glans nuzzling her dewy opening.
“Ah♡…” She sighed sweetly, rolling her hips so my tip rubbed her entrance.
I didn’t rush to enter, but picked up the shower gel, squeezing a large dollop into my palm.
With slow, deliberate strokes, I rubbed her shoulders, gliding lower.
Foam spread across her smooth back, every sweep making her tremble.
When I reached her front, Aunt Liu tipped her head back onto my shoulder, chest heaving.
I wrapped her breasts in lathered hands, kneading those heavy mounds, working the stiff peaks between my fingertips.
“Mmm… stop it♡…” she squirmed, hips grinding against my hard shaft, her back pressed to my chest, her heartbeat fluttered madly.
My hands continued lower, sliding across her flat belly to the vee of her thighs.
By reflex, she pressed her legs together, but I firmly parted them, fingers plunging straight into her wet secret patch.
“Husband♡… s-someone’ll hear♡…” Her voice broke with tears, but her body pressed urgently against my searching hand.
My middle finger slid easily into her tight hole, instantly gripped by hot, wet muscles. She was even wetter than I imagined, juices and leftover semen making everything glide too well.
“Auntie’s so wet inside…” I whispered in her ear, sliding in a second finger. Her channel contracted greedily, sucking me in.
“Ah♡… softer♡…” she bit her lip to muffle her sounds, but her hips couldn’t stop moving in time with my strokes, her clit already swollen and red as a berry.
Suddenly I drew out my fingers, bringing with them a tide of slippery mix. Aunt Liu squirmed, her poor, empty hole opening and closing in protest.
“Turn around.” I commanded, steadying her waist.
Aunt Liu faced me. The waterline just covered her chest, those pale breasts drawing a perfect line over the rippling surface.
Her face glowed pink with desire, and delicate lashes were beaded with water.
I cradled her face and kissed those soft lips deeply.
She responded hungrily, her tongue instantly tangling warmly with mine.
Our bodies pressed tight together in the water, her breasts pressed firmly to my chest, nipples as hard as pebbles.
When I finally let go, Aunt Liu was panting for air.
Her hands slid down of their own accord and wrapped around my massive shaft.
Her palm, slick with soap, teased exquisite pleasure from every stroke.
“Come up here.” I growled, gripping her slim waist.
She understood, rising to her knees to straddle me. One hand braced my shoulder, the other angled my tip to her wet entrance, slowly sinking down.
“Mmm♡… so big♡…” she groaned, furrowing her brow as her pink lips stretched into a tight ring, clamping my ruddy shaft.
I could see how my thick cock disappeared inch by inch into her crimson slit, her tight ring wrinkling as I stretched her wide.
When my glans pushed through her cervix, she shuddered violently, nails biting my shoulder. “T-touching my womb♡…” Her inner walls gushed hot nectar, sucking me in hard.
I started thrusting up, each pullback leaving just the tip inside before I rammed up into her depths.
Water splashed with our rhythm, her bouncing bottom smacking my thighs with sharp slaps.
“S-slower♡…” she begged, arching her neck, but her hips pressed insistently downward.
Her cervix opened around my tip like a hungry flower, greedily sucking every time I pushed in.
I focused my crown across that tender spot, making her spasm and clench down in sharp climax.
Our union had turned into a frothy mess, creamy bubbles running down her thighs.
I grabbed her bouncing breasts, rubbing the stiff nipples roughly as I rammed into her at a brutal pace.
“You’ll… break me♡…” she whimpered, staring dazed at the swell in her lower belly my cock’s shape visible inside her.
Every deepest thrust made that little mound pop up before receding.
I hooked one of her legs up over the tub edge, letting my shaft grind over her most sensitive folds.
Her toes curled, the arch of her foot flexing, the ankle chain chiming as she trembled.
When I circled her clit with my thumb, she gave a kittenish wail, her hot walls squeezing and undulating harder, drawing me into her womb.
Bracing on my chest, she bounced herself furiously.
Now she was in control, pulling almost fully out before slamming herself back down with abandon.
Water rippled and splashed with every thrust.
“Be q-quiet♡... the water...” she whispered, but her hips kept bouncing harder.
I watched, entranced, as my cock pistoned in and out of her tight heat sometimes swallowed deep, sometimes only my glans peeking out, all swirled in a mix of our juices.
My hands gripped her soft breasts, tweaking the perky nipples as the flesh oozed over my fingers, softer than silk.
“Mmm♡... husband♡...” she threw her head back, neck gleaming in a perfect arch. Her cervix fluttered open, pecking my tip again and again.
I grabbed her waist, flipped her forward so she was pressed to the tub’s edge.
From behind, I plowed in deeper than before, every upward thrust grinding at her core.
Water splashed out in waves, soaking the tiled floor.
“Ah♡! So deep♡...” her hands clawed the edge, fingers whitening as they clung.
Her cervix loosened and sucked at my crown relentlessly.
Looking down, I saw how her lips thinned out, clutching my base as the water foamed with every swing.
“Auntie… so tight…” I panted, picking up pace. The water overflowed with our frantic motions.
Suddenly, she stiffened, her hole squeezed down, spasming wildly. “Gonna♡… come♡…” Her womb coiled, forming a perfect spiral around my glans.
Using the opportunity, I pressed even deeper, my crown shoving through her cervix into warm, yielding velvet. She gasped, eyes going wide and voice cut off in a sharp cry.
“Come… come inside♡…” Her voice was thin as silk, legs locked hard around my hips.
No more holding back, I let go, hot jets of semen spraying again and again deep into her hungry womb.
Her core sponged up every spurt, undulating tightly to keep a single drop from escaping.
After the climax, we flopped in the tub together, spent as fish beached in the sun.
Aunt Liu leaned against my chest, listening to my heartbeat settle again.
Her hair had come loose, black and wet against her white skin, drawing a vivid contrast.
“We’d better go out…” she murmured weakly, tracing circles on my chest.
I reluctantly slipped out of her body, bringing with me a rush of mixed fluids. Her tightness couldn’t close all at once, pink labia gaping around that slick, velvety flesh.
We cleaned up briefly. Aunt Liu dried off and put on her pajamas; her legs were still so wobbly she walked a little funny.
“You wait a little before coming out…” she called back at the door, her eyes full of love.
I nodded, watching that graceful figure retreat. The bathroom lingered with her scent, heady with warmth and desire.
