My young aunt made me fuck her by giving me signals

The women in our house, including my mother, viewed Radhika with suspicion. They called her a slut, a whore, and used all sorts of derogatory terms. My mother had warned me not to go near Radhika because she was a lustful woman who might try to seduce me.

Despite this, I found myself drawn to my aunt. I was 22 years old and eager for sex. Whenever my mother told me not to go near Radhika, I felt even more compelled to do so.

“Aunty! I’m going to the market, do you need anything?”
“I’m going to the market too, maybe get some samosas or tikki?”

This is how I started spending more and more time around Radhika. Soon, a deeper connection grew between us. After all, the relationship between an aunt and nephew can be quite playful. Radhika always wore tight blouses and vibrant clothes. When she wore that purple blouse with shimmering beads, my heart would race. I longed to grab her and take her to her room, to possess her completely. But she was my aunt, and I couldn’t bring myself to violate her.