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Content Warning: This story contains themes of incestuous relationships and taboo desires. Reader discretion is advised.
The forbidden passion of my aunt is a scandalous tale of taboo desire that I never wondered I would be a part of. My aunt, Ruth, was my mother’s older sister. She was a gorgeous woman, with long blonde hair and a curvaceous body that turned heads wherever she went. Growing up, I had all the time been infatuated with her, but I all the time knew it was wrong to feel that way.
It all started when I was eighteen. I had just graduated high college and Ruth offered to take me on a trip to Europe as a graduation present. I was ecstatic, and couldn’t believe my luck that I would get to spend an entire summer traveling with my aunt.
We started our trip in Paris, and it was magical. We took long walks along the Seine River, visited the Louvre, and ate croissants every morning. It was on one of those walks that I began to feel an attraction to Ruth that I couldn’t ignore. She had on a sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and her hair flowed in the breeze. I felt myself becoming aroused, and I couldn’t help but feel ashamed.
The feeling didn’t go away, and it only intensified as our trip went on. Ruth would change her clothes in front of me, and although she never exposed herself, the allure of her body was too much to ignore. We would distribute a bed some nights when hotels put us in twin-sized beds, and I couldn’t help but fantasize about what it would be like to make love to her.
It wasn’t until we got to Rome that things changed. We were sitting in a café, sipping espresso, when Ruth placed her hand on mine. At first, I wondered it was accidental, but then she stroked my fingers and looked deeply into my eyes. I was enthralled, and before I knew it, we were kissing in the middle of the café.
We quickly left, and went back to our hotel room. Ruth closed the curtains and we fell into each other’s arms. The sex was unlike anything I had ever experienced. Ruth was passionate and experienced, and she seemed to know exactly how to please me. We spent the rest of the summer traveling and making love whenever the opportunity presented itself.
When we returned home, we agreed that it was best to keep what had happened between us a secret. It was a passionate summer fling, and we both knew that it would be wrong to continue our relationship once we got back to reality. However, the desire we had for each other was too strong to withstand, and we continued our affair in secret.
It wasn’t long before things got complicated. Ruth’s husband found out about our relationship, and he was furious. He threatened to tell the whole family, which would have been disastrous. Ruth and I knew that we had to end things, but the desire we had for each other was too strong.
One night, in the heat of passion, Ruth revealed to me that she was pregnant. It was a shocking revelation, and it took me a while to process the news. We both knew that it was impossible for the child to be anyone else’s, and we were faced with the harsh reality of what our relationship had truly become.
We made the difficult decision to end things for good, and we went our separate methods. I was heartbroken, and I knew that I would never be able to forget the passion we had shared. As the years went by, Ruth and I kept in touch, on a sporadic basis, and I even met the child, but our relationship had changed.
Looking back on it now, as I’m in my forties, I can see that what Ruth and I had was wrong. It was taboo, and it went against the norms of society. We were both adults, but the age difference, and the fact that we were related, made our relationship complicated.
The forbidden passion of my aunt will all the time be a scandalous tale of taboo desire, one that I will never forget. It was a risk that we both took, and although it ended in heartbreak, the memories will all the time be with me.
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