Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

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Very hot narration. Last few updates were excellent.

Thank you so much.

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Rohan and Mamta sitting in the living room.

[Losliyafan]

Neetu should be in rohan house when he fuck her mother for one week

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Neetu should be in rohan house when he fuck her mother for one week

Thank you so much. I will see what I can do about that.

[Pushpa Purusan]

Make them go for honeymoon and enjoy sex outside

[BANK]

Update pls

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Make them go for honeymoon and enjoy sex outside

That's a wonderful idea.

I will see how can I include that.

Thank you so much

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Update pls

Thank you for your support, I am working on an update now. I will give the update soon.

[Ajay Kailash]

Excellent writing

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Excellent writing

Thank you so much.

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Cooking pasta together.

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I am starting to give the updates from now on wards for this weekend.

Hope you like them. Please let me know how you like them.

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The Movie Date - The Preparation
 
The phone call came on a Saturday morning.
 
Neetu was in her room, finishing her assignment, when her phone buzzed. Anjali's name flashed on the screen.
 
"Hello, Anjali?"
 
"Neetu! How are you?"
 
"I'm good. How are you?"
 
"I'm wonderful. Listen, I have an idea. There's this movie everyone's talking about, and I thought we could all go together. You, me, Rohan, and your mother."
 
Neetu's heart skipped. "My mother?"
 
"Yes. I thought it would be nice. A fun evening out. What do you think?"
 
Neetu was quiet for a moment. Rohan and Mummy together. Again.
 
She'd noticed things. The way Rohan looked at her mother. The way her mother seemed flustered around him. The way they found excuses to be near each other.
 
But she didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to know.
 
"Rohan will be there?" Neetu asked carefully.
 
"Yes. He's been wanting to spend more time with you… And your mother." Anjali's voice was warm. "It'll be fun, Neetu. I promise."
 
Neetu bit her lip. "I don't know if Mummy will want to come."
 
"Please ask her. It would mean so much to me. I've been wanting for all of us go out sometime like this."
 
Neetu hesitated. She wanted to say no.
 
She wanted to keep her mother safe.
 
But she also wanted to be normal.
 
To pretend everything was fine. To go to a movie like a normal family.
 
Also, she can’t say now. She knew, Anjali is calling means it should be coming from Rohan.
 
She can not say no to Rohan.
 
"I'll ask her," she said finally. "But I can't promise anything."
 
"Thank you, Neetu! You're the best. Let me know what she says."
 
"I will."
 
She hung up and sat on her bed, staring at the wall.
 
What are they doing? What is happening between them?
 
She pushed the thoughts away. She didn't want to know. She didn't want to think about it.

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Neetu walked to her mother's room.
 
Mamta was sitting on her bed, reading a book. She looked up when Neetu entered.
 
"Beta? What is it?"
 
"Mummy, Anjali called. She wants us to go to a movie today evening. A romantic comedy it seems to be. She said it would be fun."
 
Mamta's hand stilled on the book. "A movie?"
 
"Yes. She and Rohan will be there. She said we could all go together."
 
Mamta's cheeks flushed. A soft pink spread across her face.
 
"Rohan will be there?" she asked, her voice carefully neutral.
 
"Yes, Mummy. He'll be there too."
 
Mamta looked down at her book. "A movie sounds nice," she said softly. "What time?"
 
"Seven o'clock. She said she'd get the tickets."
 
"Seven o'clock." Mamta nodded. "I'll be ready."
 
She said yes. She didn't even think about it.
 
Neetu felt a strange mix of emotions, confusion, worry, and something else she couldn't name.
 
"I'll tell her we're coming," Neetu said.
 
"Thank you, beta."
 
Neetu turned to leave. At the door, she paused.
 
"Mummy?"
 
"Yes, beta?"
 
"Are you sure you want to go?"
 
Mamta looked up. "Why wouldn't I want to go? It's just a movie. We have been home too long alone. Sometimes it is good to go out."
 
Just a movie. With Rohan.
 
"Okay," Neetu said. "I'll tell her."
 
She walked back to her room, her heart heavy.
 
I'm helping them. I'm helping them be together.
 
She didn't want to help them. She didn't want to think about it.
 
But she also didn't want to cause a scene. She didn't want to admit that she noticed anything.
 
Further more, she cannot say no to Rohan, she likes him very much.
 
So she pretended. She always pretended.
 
She texted Anjali.
 
Neetu: Mummy said yes. We'll be there.
 
Anjali: Perfect! I'm so excited. See you in the evening!
 

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Anjali booked the tickets and closed her phone and tossed it onto the couch. She went close to Rohan, sitting next to him.
 
"Done. Four tickets. Back row. Corner. Not so popular movie. So the theater will pretty much empty" She sat beside him, tucking her feet up.
 
"You'll have the wall on her left, you on her right. I will be next to you, then Neetu. No one will see a thing."
 
Rohan pulled her close. "You're a genius.", his hands playing with her breasts.
 
"I know." She kissed his cheek. "Now, what are you going to do to her in the dark?"
 
"Whatever she lets me."
 
Anjali laughed. "She won't let you to do anything.”
 
She whispered in his ears, "but do  you know what's the beauty of it? She'll be frozen. Surrounded by people. Her daughter a couple of seats away. " Anjali’s lips touching his ears.
 
"She can't make a scene. She can't even gasp too loud." Her eyes glittered. "She'll have to sit there and take whatever you give her."
 
He could not hold his longing any longer, he pulled Anjali completely in to his lap and he started kissing her.
 
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Evening arrived.
 
Neetu sat on her bed, watching her mother prepare.
 
Mamta had been in her room for over an hour. The sound of her wardrobe opening and closing, the soft rustle of sarees being laid out.
 
She's taking a long time. It's just a movie.
 
Neetu pushed the thought away.
 
Mamta in her room, bypassed the simple cotton salwars. 

She bypassed the comfortable kurtas. 

Her fingers found the silk saree at the back, deep purple with a gold border, the one she'd bought for a wedding and never worn. 

The one that made her skin glow. The one that clung to her curves.
 
Why are you doing this?
 
She didn't have an answer. Or rather, she had too many.

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Mamta emerged from her room, holding two sarees, a deep maroon with gold border one which she liked and a rich green with silver work.
 
"Which one, beta? The maroon or the green?"
 
Neetu studied them. "The maroon. It looks nice."
 
Mamta smiled. "I was thinking the same thing."
 
She laid the maroon saree on the bed and began to dress.
 
She chose the blouse carefully, a deep-cut backless and sleeveless one she'd bought on impulse and never had the courage to wear.
 
It left her midriff bare from just below her breasts to her hips, her navel on full display.
 
The fabric of the saree would dbang over her waist, but it would be easy to slip a hand beneath. Easy for someone to explore.
 
He's going to explore you. That's why you're doing this.
 
She sat back at her dressing table and began her makeup.
 
More care than usual. A subtle smoky eye that made her eyes look darker, more mysterious. A touch of gloss on her lips. A hint of blush that made her look flushed and warm.
 
Neetu watched as her mother applied makeup.
 
She's putting on makeup. For a movie.
 
Neetu said nothing.
 
Then Mamta reached for the small perfume bottle in her drawer.
 
The perfume was expensive, a gift she'd never used. Jasmine and sandalwood. Warm. Sensual. The kind of scent that lingered in the air, that made people lean closer to catch it.
 
She applied it to her wrists, her neck, the hollow of her throat. The curve of her navel. Between her breasts.
 
In case he gets that far.
 
The thought made her cheeks flush. She watched the color rise in the mirror and didn't look away.
 
She was doing this. She was choosing this.
 
"It smells nice, Mummy," Neetu said, her voice neutral.
 
Mamta's cheeks flushed. "Thank you, beta."

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Neetu tilted her head, frowning slightly. "Are you wearing perfume? I never see you wear perfume."
 
"A little." Mamta shrugged. "It's a special occasion."
 
Neetu's eyes narrowed with something close to suspicion, but she didn't press. "Well, you look amazing. Everyone's going to think you're my sister."
 
Mamta laughed, and she was trying very hard to sound natural.
 
"Are you ready? We don't want to be late."
 
"Yes, beta. I'm ready."
 
Mamta stood, smoothing her saree. She looked at herself in the mirror one last time.
 
I'm going to see him tonight.
 
Her heart raced.
 
What am I doing? What is happening to me?
 
But she pushed the thoughts away. She didn't want to think about it. She just wanted to feel.
 
"Neetu, I'm ready."
 
"Coming, Mummy!"
 
They walked out of the house together. The evening air was warm, the sky painted in shades of orange and pink.
 
Mamta's heart was pounding.
 
I'm going to see him. I'm going to see Rohan.
 
She smiled.
 
Neetu: We're leaving now. See you soon.
 
Anjali: Perfect! We're already here. I can't wait to see you both!
 
Neetu: Okay. See you soon.
 
Neetu pocketed her phone.
 
She also didn't want to admit that she noticed anything.
  
 
At the theater
 
They arrived at the theater. Anjali was waiting outside, waving.
 
"Hi Auntie!" Anjali called out warmly. "You look stunning Auntie. You are so lovely, much younger."
 
Mamta blushed. "Thank you, Anjali beta. You look lovely too."
 
"Hi Neetu, you look cute and beautiful as always." Anjali hugged Neetu tightly.
 
"Thank you, Anjali didi." Neetu grinned. "I'm so excited for this movie!"
 
"Me too." Anjali's eyes searching for Rohan, a known smile escaped.
 
"Rohan!" Anjali called over her shoulder. "Look who's here!"
 
Rohan turned.
 
His eyes found Mamta.
 
And he stopped breathing.

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She was wearing a deep maroon saree with a gold border.
 
The silk dbangd elegantly over her curves, the pallu falling in soft folds across her shoulder.
 
Her sleeveless blouse was fitted, hugging her waist and accentuating the swell of her breasts.
 
Her hair was loose, falling in waves around her shoulders, and she'd applied a soft red lipstick that made her lips look fuller.
 
She's even more beautiful than I remembered. Every time I see her, she takes my breath away.
 
The deep maroon saree. The fitted blouse. The loose hair. The red lips.
 
She's a goddess. A goddess in silk and gold.
 
Rohan couldn't breathe.
 
His heart pounded.
 
She's mine. She's going to be mine.
 
This is beautiful goddess is completely mine.
 
He walked toward them, his eyes never leaving hers.
 
"Hi Auntie, You look beautiful," he said softly. He still calls Mamta “Auntie” while they are in the presence of other people.
 
Mamta's cheeks flushed. "Thank you Rohan beta. You are looking handsome."
 
"You look very nice, Rohan," Neetu said, her voice carefully bright. "Are you excited for the movie?"
 
"Hi Neetu, I am very excited for this movie indeed. You look charming today" He smiled at Neetu and gave her a hug.
 
"Thank you so much for all your help sweetheart. I never can forget what you are doing for me." Rohan whispered close to Neetu’s ears. 
 
Neetu blushed. She is so attracted to Rohan.
 
He is her first love. She can never ignore him. His closeness always makes her blush.
 
Anjali stepped forward. "Shall we go in? "
 
They walked into the theater together.

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The lobby was crowded, but Anjali navigated them through with practiced ease.
 
"I got us the best seats," she said. "Last row, corner. Perfect view."
 
They climbed the stairs to the last row. Anjali had planned the seating carefully.
 
Neetu followed behind, watching her mother and Rohan walk side by side.
 
They're so close. Too close.
 
She pushed the thought away.
 
It's nothing. It's just a movie. It's just a friendly outing.
 
She pretended. She always pretended.
 
They climbed the stairs to the last row. Anjali had planned the seating carefully.
 
Anjali led the way up the stairs to the back row, guiding them along.
 
"I'll take the inside," Mamta said, eyeing the corner seat near the wall. The safest spot. Tucked away where no one could sit on both sides of her.
 
"Of course, Aunty," Anjali said smoothly. "Rohan, you sit next to her. I'll take the next one so Neetu can sit beside me."
 
It sounded natural. Casual. Nothing planned about it.
 
But as Mamta settled into her corner seat and Rohan lowered himself into the one beside her, their eyes met for the briefest moment. She knew. He knew she knew.
 
Neetu and Anjali settled in. Popcorn was passed. The lights dimmed completely.
 
The previews began.
 
Neetu stared at the screen, but she couldn't focus.
 
What is happening between them? What am I not seeing?
 
She didn't want to know. She didn't want to think about it.
 
She knew Rohan, he is charming. Neetu knew any lady cannot resist him.
 
The movie played on.
 
Neetu glanced sideways, just once.
 
She could not see anything in the dark.
 
She looked away quickly. Her heart was pounding.
 
But she knew. She knew Rohan. He will sit idle.
 
So stopped thinking and she watched the movie.
 
She laughed at the jokes.