Through two layers of red sheer gauze, Zhao Ran could clearly see his aunt’s full, firm breasts. Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, her two nipples were distinctly visible.
Her extremely short nightgown barely covered half of her pubic area, vaguely revealing the red lace thong she wore.
The thong was so minuscule that thick, dark pubic hair spilled out from the edges of the slender string-like underwear, a sight that made one’s blood race with arousal.
His aunt’s intricate yet tantalizingly obscure attire caused Zhao Ran, sitting across from her, to tent his trousers, his attention long diverted from the magazine.
By now, Aunt had finished polishing her nails, set aside the nail polish, adjusted her posture, and was speaking softly to her husband.
She leaned sideways against the black sofa, her left elbow propped on the armrest, her palm cupping her cheek. One shapely leg clad in red fishnet stockings was bent on the sofa against the backrest, while the other stretched across the floor.
The robe, tied only at the chest, fell open on both sides due to her movement, hiking up the short nightgown beneath. The red thong became fully visible to Zhao Ran, leaving nothing to the imagination—even the deep crevice of her vulva was unmistakably clear.
Zhao Ran couldn’t help but swallow hard, feasting his eyes on his aunt’s seductive curves and exposed private parts.
Her mons pubis swelled like a small hill, its shape utterly mesmerizing.
The transparent thong seemed as if it weren’t there at all, not only hinting at the fleshy slit but also accentuating the erotic allure of the exposed pubic hair. The dense hair extended to her lower abdomen, silky and velvety, covering the prominently raised mound like a plump steamed bun, a sight that captivated and aroused.
Recalling the intense lovemaking with his aunt in the park, Zhao Ran now saw her swollen, engorged pussy bulging prominently through the thong, making his blood boil with desire and his hardened shaft ache painfully.
He longed to strip the beautiful and sexy aunt bare, press her down on the sofa, and fuck her wildly.
Just then, Aunt glanced sideways at Zhao Ran, her eyes brimming with amorous intent, enough to bewitch any man.
Her face showed a mix of delight and excitement, a lewd smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Suddenly, Aunt slipped her right hand into her thong, lightly touching her pinkish tender slit. Then, using her middle finger, she gently stroked the two lips, gathering some moisture before teasing the protruding clitoris above the slit.
The action sent a shudder through her body. She began gently stimulating her clit, slowly tracing circles, occasionally inserting her middle finger into her slit and moving it in and out with a light motion.
Aunt’s extremely lewd behavior made Zhao Ran’s eyes nearly pop out: she was masturbating right in front of him, disregarding her husband’s presence beside her.
The thought sent waves of carnal desire ruthlessly assaulting Zhao Ran’s already erect and throbbing cock.
He took a deep breath, struggling to maintain control, lest the overwhelming stimulation make him ejaculate prematurely.
As Aunt’s actions intensified, her fair face flushed crimson, her cherry-red lips slightly parted as she panted breathlessly. Her full, ample breasts trembled incessantly with her rapid breathing.
Her elbow slipped slowly from the sofa, and she withdrew her hand from her underwear. Adjusting her posture, she spread her legs wide open, sitting directly facing Zhao Ran.
Aunt opened her mouth but dared not moan aloud. Instead, she brought both hands to her breasts, and through the red transparent robe and nightgown, she grasped her full breasts, kneading them while her fingers continually teased her nipples. Through the thin sheer fabric, they grew erect and stood firm.