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My Dear Auntie

Imagine you're a guy who's about to graduate from college, but when you're nearing the end of college your life changes around because you've just broken up with your girlfriend who you've been with for over three years. For the city people, this might be a common story, but not for Joseph, 22 years old guy who was born in a not-so-old-school village, but this virgin guy has never experienced heartbreak. In the end, he decided to go to the city to find a new atmosphere, how common is that? But when he reunites with his aunt, who is only seven years apart in age, Joseph feels the love in his heart again. His aunt is an introverted woman who used to be a professional writer. She hasn't been writing for two years due to the past. This story brings together two people who have both lost their passion because of past traumas and also brings them together to tell the story of their relationship in the past that was stopped but now finally blossoms again. This story will be told from the first point of view of each character, with Joseph as the main character.

jimi_malela · Realistic
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26 Chs

Chapter 9

My head is still a little dizzy.

"Joseph, you haven't touched your dinner, are you sick?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's the effect of me sleeping all day."

"You're also suddenly coming home this morning already looking very tired, what did you do yesterday?"

"I took a massage class."

"Huh, what for?"

"Preparation for after graduation if I don't get a job."

"Your random behavior is just so random."

I honestly agree with her, last night was really random. I thought it would only be an hour or two, but it turns out that all night I was taught various techniques, even techniques that are very sensual, fortunately, last night using a sex doll.

At first, Yuri wanted to hire a female prostitute as an experiment. But I did not expect, there to be a shop that sells sex dolls near there, and the delivery is very fast.

"By the way, auntie looks tired too, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. Just under pressure from my publisher. They want me to finish the script faster. I feel like the moment of writing is like torture."

This is the moment.

"Auntie, would you like to try my massage? I mean, I just learned a lot about how to give a good massage yesterday, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to try it on you, who happens to be in need of some relaxation. How about it?"

She accepted my offer. After we finished our dinner, she asked where to have her massage, I gave her two options, her room or the living room but with a carpet. She said she preferred the living room, but with a slightly awkward tone to my ears.

She placed the carpet in front of me.

"What else do you need?" She asked.

"That's enough, I also brought a small towel, and the massage oil I was given yesterday, and most aunties can change your clothes."

"Change what clothes?"

"I would suggest clothes that are easy to take off or preferably just underwear," I said while holding back my embarrassment, trying to be professional.

"Oh, okay. Wait a minute, I want to quickly change in the room."

Before long, she came out wearing only a bra and panties. Only from the motif, she used a new one and from the model, it's a model that uses a fairly thick material, almost like lingerie.

*GULP*

My eyes didn't stop staring at her. It sounds like a singer with a sensational voice is singing in my ears. I can see the beauty of every curve of her body that is so voluptuous and I can say that my words are not enough to describe her beauty.

"Joseph, what's wrong? You've been quiet for a while."

"I'm sorry, I was so mesmerized by your beauty."

I saw her face blush slightly.

"You're such a flirt! Let's start, my body is exhausted, I hope your massage is very enjoyable."

"Leave it to me!"

She started to lay down with her back to me. I began to massage the soles of her feet. I just wanted to test which part of her body was experiencing pain, because the soles of the feet are the center point of the massage.

At first, she seemed calm, until I pressed one part, and she immediately made an erotic sound. Then I pressed again the part not far from the previous point and this time her moan is louder.

I already knew which parts of her body were unwell. I started to apply oil all over her thighs. Then began to massage it...

IT'S SO TENDER!

Luckily I shouted in my heart. I started massaging her thighs from bottom to top and her moans seemed continuous. I started moving up until I touched her butt.

I had a little trouble massaging because it is blocked by her panties, but I started to find a way to massage her ass by inserting my hand into her panties.

I finally managed to massage her ass which was two, no, three times as tender as her thighs. I can't hold back my smile, that's how happy I am right now.

Then my hand started to go up to her waist. I continue to apply massage oil all over her back. Only this time I ventured to untie her bra.

When I wanted to open it, I just said, 'sorry', then slowly untied it with one finger. A technique taught by the man I met yesterday at the hotel.

Then I started rubbing her entire back so that the massage oil is evenly applied. Then I pressed the waist down to the back of her neck with my two thumbs. I did it a few times, but she didn't moan as loudly as before, she seemed to start enjoying my massage.

After that, both my hands begin to move from both sides of her back to the sides of her breasts. When I do that, she softly moans again, and I feel her body like it's shocked.

I ignore her, I continue with my massage. Because I learned yesterday, that the work you do is a professional job, even a male doctor who often looks at women's bodies, he doesn't do anything stupid, and still professionally completes his work. That's also what I will do.

Well, that's the theory.

My limit is at the end. Both my hands are now savagely massaging the sides of her chest. I almost touched the front of her chest, but my other me is holding back.

I immediately raise my hands and breathe in slowly. Then I move closer to her ear. Start whispering something to her, gently.

"Sorry, I'm already at my limit. If it goes beyond this, I'll have to do something to you that's more dangerous than this."

I pick up a towel and put it beside her. Then I get up and go to the bathroom upstairs, luckily there are two bathrooms in the house.

There, I unleash my madness.