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Chapter One

Growing up, I had at all times been close with my Aunt Linda. She was my mom’s sister and they had at all times been close, so I spent a lot of time with her growing up. She was like a second mother to me, and I admired her in so many methods. She was gorgeous – with long, curly red hair and deep green eyes that at all times seemed to sparkle with mischief. She was clever – a successful businesswoman who had worked her way up through the ranks of a large business to eventually become a vice president. And she was funny – at all times cracking jokes and making me smile.

But there was at all times something more about Aunt Linda that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. She had a way of looking at me sometimes that made me feel uneasy. It was a look that lingered just a little too long and seemed to penetrate right through me.

I didn’t think much of it until I hit puberty. Suddenly, I found myself looking at Aunt Linda in a different way. I couldn’t help noticing how her curves had filled out, how her hips swayed when she walked, and how her breasts strained against her blouses.

It was a confusing time for me, and I tried to shake off these feelings. After all, she was my aunt – it was wrong to feel this way about her. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t deny the growing attraction I felt towards her.

Chapter Two

One summer when I was home from school, Aunt Linda invited me to stay with her for a few weeks. She lived in a gorgeous house near the beach, and I jumped at the chance to spend some time with her. I was excited to have some one-on-one time with her, but also nervous about the forbidden thoughts that had been swirling around in my head for years.

The first few days were a blur of sun, sand, and waves. We spent our days lounging on the beach, drinking cocktails, and catching up. It was like old times – but with an undercurrent of tension that I couldn’t shake.

One night, we were sitting on the porch, watching the sunset and sipping wine. It was a warm night, and Aunt Linda had changed into a loose-fitting sundress that made her look more gorgeous than ever. As we chatted, I couldn’t help but steal glances at her smooth, tanned legs as they peeked out from under the hem of her dress.

Suddenly, Aunt Linda leaned over and placed a hand on my thigh. It was a simple gesture, but it sent shivers down my spine.

“Jack, there’s something I need to tell you,” she said, her voice low and serious.

I braced myself for the worst – had something happened to our family? But when she spoke again, her words completely took me off guard.

“I’ve always been attracted to you, Jack. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it. And lately…lately it’s been getting harder to resist.”

I was stunned. I had never imagined that Aunt Linda could feel the same way I did. But as she spoke, a fire ignited inside of me. I wanted her more than ever.

Without another word, I leaned in and kissed her. It was soft and gentle at first, but quickly grew more urgent as our tongues intertwined. I could feel the heat of her body against mine, and my hands roamed over her curves as we kissed.

But just as things were heating up, Aunt Linda pulled away.

“We can’t do this, Jack,” she said breathlessly. “It’s wrong. We’re family.”

“I know,” I replied, my voice hoarse with desire. “But I can’t help how I feel about you.”

With that, Aunt Linda stood up and disappeared into the house, leaving me alone on the porch with my thoughts – and my throbbing erection.

Chapter Three

The next day was awkward, to say the least. Aunt Linda barely spoke to me, and when she did, it was in hushed, uncomfortable tones. I tried to forget about the kiss, to act like nothing had happened, but it was like a live wire was connecting us, making it impossible to ignore the tension between us.

That night, I lay in bed, unable to sleep. My mind was racing, imagining all the things we could do together if only we weren’t related. But even as I wondered about it, I knew how wrong it was.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I jumped. It was Aunt Linda, her face serious.

“Come with me,” she said, beckoning me out of bed.

I followed her down the hall and into her bedroom, heart pounding. Was this really happening?

With a gentle touch, Aunt Linda pushed me down onto the bed and straddled me. Her dress was gone, and she was wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and panties.

“I can’t help it, Jack,” she whispered. “I need you.”

And with that, she leaned down and kissed me, harder and deeper than before. I could feel the heat of her body against mine as she ground her hips against me, and I knew that there was no turning back now.

We explored each other’s bodies with a hunger that couldn’t be sated. I traced the curve of her breasts with my tongue, nibbling gently on her nipples as she gasped and moaned. She ran her hands over my chest and stomach, unbuttoning my jeans and sliding them off as she went.

Soon, we were both naked, our bodies writhing together in an animalistic frenzy. I could feel every curve and pulse of her body as she rode me, her moans and sighs filling the room.

And as we climaxed together, I knew that nothing would ever be the same again. The forbidden temptation of my aunt had become an irresistible reality.
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