My Aunt and Me sex

I often tease her, saying things like, “Aunt, can you let me massage your back?” She’ll agree readily. As I massage her back, my hands slowly move down to her hips, her thighs, and finally, her buttocks. She remains silent throughout this, but I can feel the heat radiating from her body.

My aunt also has a wild side. I’ve caught her on several occasions going into the bathroom and inserting something resembling a sex toy into her vagina. It’s clear she enjoys her own pleasures. Sometimes, she even grabs me tightly and pretends to be having sex with me, saying things like, “Let’s play!”

One day, while lying on the bed, my aunt looked at me and said, “Raja, my body aches all over. Can you give me a massage?” I readily agreed, massaging her cheeks, shoulders, arms, and finally, her back. As I moved down to her lower back, I felt an irresistible urge. My hands began to wander, caressing her hips, buttocks, and thighs. Her curves seemed to beckon me closer.

“Now come from the front,” she whispered, rolling over onto her stomach. I climbed on top of her, placing my hands on her belly button. Then, I moved my hands up to her breasts, gently squeezing them. She closed her eyes and took both my hands, pressing them against her full chest. “Raja, your uncle doesn’t even know what you’re capable of,” she said seductively. “You’re a good boy, giving such a great massage. How about we test your manhood?”