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As soon as Johnny saw his Auntie Alyssa, his heart began to race. She was his mom’s younger sister, and he’d all the time been close with her. But something about her lately had been driving him wild. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

Maybe it was the way her curves seemed to be even more pronounced lately, or the way her voice seemed to purr when she spoke to him. Whatever it was, Johnny knew he was in trouble. He shouldn’t be lusting after his aunt. That was just wrong.

Still, he couldn’t help the way his body responded to her. Every time she was around, he found himself getting harder and harder. It was embarrassing, to say the least. But Auntie Alyssa never seemed to notice. Or, if she did, she didn’t say anything.

One day, though, Johnny couldn’t take it anymore. He was home alone, and his mind was racing with thoughts of his aunt. He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help himself. He grabbed his laptop and started searching for porn. It was the only way he could relieve the tension building within him.

Before long, he’d stumbled upon a video of a man and his stepmom. It should have disgusted him, but instead, it fueled his fantasies. What would it be like to have sex with his own aunt? He knew he couldn’t actually act on those desires, but the wondered of it was too tempting to ignore.

As he was in the middle of watching the video, he heard a knock on the door. His heart stopped. Had Auntie Alyssa come home early? Had she heard him watching porn?

He quickly shut his laptop and got up to answer the door. To his relief, it wasn’t Auntie Alyssa. It was just a friend from college.

Still, the encounter left Johnny more on edge than ever. He knew he needed to get out of the house before he did something stupid. He grabbed his backpack and headed out the door.

As he walked down the street, he realized he had no destination in mind. He just needed to clear his head. But no matter how far he walked, he couldn’t shake the image of his aunt’s body out of his mind.

It wasn’t until he found himself at the local park that he realized what he needed to do. He needed to confront Auntie Alyssa and tell her how he felt. It was risky, but he knew he had to try.

He walked back to his house, his heart pounding with every step. When he got there, Auntie Alyssa was sitting in the living room, watching TV.

“Hey, Johnny,” she said, smiling up at him. “What’s up?”

He swallowed hard, his palms slick with sweat. “Uh, can we talk for a second?”

“Sure,” she said, turning off the TV. “What’s on your mind?”

He took a deep breath and tried to gather his thoughts. “I don’t know how to say this, but…I’ve been…thinking about you…a lot lately.”

Auntie Alyssa’s eyebrows shot up. “Thinking about me? In what way?”

He bit his lip, feeling a blush creep up his cheeks. “In a…you know…sexual way.”

She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. “Really? I had no idea.”

He looked away, feeling ashamed. “I know it’s wrong,” he murmured. “I shouldn’t be thinking about you like that.”

Auntie Alyssa got up from the couch and walked over to him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a kind smile. “Johnny, it’s okay. It’s natural to have fantasies. But acting on them…that’s a whole other story.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“Well, I mean, you’re my nephew. There’s a line there that shouldn’t be crossed. But,” she added, looking him up and down, “that doesn’t mean we can’t…explore some of your fantasies.”

Johnny’s heart jumped. “What do you mean?”

She leaned in close to him, her breath hot on his neck. “I mean, maybe I can help you relieve some of that tension you’ve been feeling.”

He felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him. “How?”

Auntie Alyssa stepped back and began to slowly unbutton her top. Johnny’s eyes widened as he watched her breasts slowly come into view. They were even more gorgeous than he’d imagined.

“Come here,” she said, beckoning him forward.

Johnny stepped towards her, his hands shaking with anticipation. As he got closer, she reached out and ran a hand down the front of his pants. He groaned, feeling his erection straining against the fabric.

“Let me take care of that for you,” she murmured, getting down on her knees in front of him. She began to undo his pants and slipped them down, revealing his rock-hard cock.

Auntie Alyssa licked her lips, her eyes locked on his dick. “Mmm, Johnny, you’re so big.”

He looked down at her, feeling a sense of awe. This was his aunt, and yet she was about to give him the blowjob of his life.

She took him into her mouth and began to suck him slowly at first, then faster and faster. Johnny moaned, clutching at her hair. He’d never felt anything like this before.

As she sucked him, she began to stroke herself, her other hand working at his balls. Johnny felt like he was gonna explode.

“I’m gonna cum,” he moaned.

She pulled back and shot him a wicked grin. “Not yet, you’re not.”

She got up and led him to the couch, where she began to strip off the rest of her clothes. Johnny couldn’t take his eyes off her body. She was so sexy, so confident.

When she was naked, she straddled him on the couch and took his cock in her hand. She rubbed it against her wet pussy, then sunk down on him with a moan.

Johnny was in heaven. He’d never felt anything so good. He grabbed her hips and began to thrust up into her, matching her rhythm.

They fucked for what seemed like hours, taking turns exploring each other’s bodies. Auntie Alyssa was insatiable, constantly pushing Johnny to the brink and then pulling back.

Finally, as the sun began to set outside, they collapsed in a heap on the couch. Johnny was breathing hard, his body slick with sweat.

Auntie Alyssa looked over at him and smiled. “Well, that was certainly something.”

He nodded, still in a daze. “I never thought I’d actually get to be with you like that.”

She leaned in to kiss him tenderly on the lips. “Just remember, Johnny. We can never tell anyone about this. It’s our little secret.”

He nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. He knew what they’d done was wrong, but at that moment, he didn’t care. He was too blissed out to care about anything else.

As he lay there, wrapped in his aunt’s arms, he knew that he’d never be able to forget this experience. It was a forbidden passion of lust and desire that would stay with him forever.
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