Incest Ladli Ki Kahani

[perfectmohib]

[color=oklch(0.3039 0.04 213.68)]Hi dosto ?[/color]
[color=oklch(0.3039 0.04 213.68)]Main yahan apni pehli story share kar raha hoon. Thoda nervous bhi hoon aur excited bhi, kyunki yeh kahani mere khud ke fantasies aur imagination se inspired hai.
Main mostly Hinglish mein likhta hoon, slow-burn type romance, emotions, thodi si tadap aur kaafi saari unsaid baatein ke saath. Fast-forward ya sirf action wali story nahi hai, isme dheere-dheere feel aayega.[/color]
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[color=oklch(0.3039 0.04 213.68)]Ab zyada bakbak nahi karta… aap log directly story mein chalo ?[/color]

[color=oklch(0.3039 0.04 213.68)]Main Ladli hoon, 35 saal ki ek shaadi-shuda aurat, jo apni zindagi ki gehraiyon mein khushiyan dhoondh rahi hoon. Ghar joint family ka hai, jahaan har roz subah se shaam tak bachchon ki awaazein, saas-sasur ki baatein, aur kitchen ki khushboo se bhara rehta hai. Mere pati Saif, jo bade bhaiya ke taur par sabke sarparast hain, ek successful cosmetic business chalate hain. Unka brand 'GlowEssence' shaher mein famous hai, aur wo din-bhar meetings aur deals mein busy rehte hain. Humare teen bachche hain – do ladkiyan aur ek ladka, jo college jaate hain aur ghar ko hansi-khushi se bhare rakhte hain. Par in sab ke beech, main apne andar ki wo aurat hoon jo ab bhi sexy feel karti hai. Meri figure ab bhi 36-28-38 ki hai, regular yoga aur walks se maintain ki hui. Mere lambe kaale baal, gehri aankhein, aur wo smile jo logon ko attract karti hai. Par shaadi ke 12 saal baad, routine life mein wo spark missing ho gaya tha... jab tak mera dewar Armaan mere dil mein ghus nahi gaya.
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Armaan, Saif ka chhota bhai, 30 saal ka handsome ladka hai. Uska apna IT consulting ka chhota business hai, jo ghar se hi chalata hai. Uske do bachche hain – ek beta aur ek beti – uski biwi Seema ke saath. Seema achchi hai, par busy rehti hai apne job mein. Armaan aur main hamesha se close the, jaise bhai-bhabhi ka rishta hota hai. Par kuch saalon se, wo nazrein badal gayi thi. Joint family mein rehne ka fayda yeh hai ki sab saath hote hain, par nuksaan yeh ki chhupi feelings ko chhupana mushkil hota hai. Kitchen mein saath khana banate waqt, uske haath mere haathon ko chhute, ya living room mein TV dekhte hue uski nazar mere blouse ke deep neck par tik jaati. Main notice karti thi, par ignore karti thi... shuruaat mein.

Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai ek normal din se, jab Saif office gaye the, bachche college mein, aur saas-sasur apne room mein araam kar rahe the. Main kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi, aur Armaan wahan aaya coffee ke liye. Usne casual si shirt pehni thi, jo uske broad shoulders ko highlight kar rahi thi. "Bhabhi, aaj chai mein extra sugar daalna, mood off hai," usne kaha, aur main hasi. Par jaise hi main chai ka cup uske haath mein diya, uska ungli meri ungliyon par ruk gayi. Ek second ke liye, current sa laga. Main neeche dekhi, aur wo muskura raha tha. "Kya baat hai, Armaan? Biwi se jhagda hua kya?" maine mazak mein poocha. Usne sigh kiya, "Nahin bhabhi, bas zindagi routine ho gayi hai. Tumhare jaise koi spark nahi." Yeh shabd mere dil mein ghus gaye. Spark? Main, ek teen bachchon ki maa, spark? Par andar se khushi hui. Us din se, humara rishta badalne laga.

Din beet-te gaye, aur humare beech chhoti-chhoti baatein gehri hone lagi. Raat ko jab sab so jaate, hum balcony par baith kar baatein karte. Armaan mujhe apne bachpan ki stories sunata, aur main apni shaadi se pehle ki azadi ke baare mein. Ek raat, baarish ho rahi thi, aur hum balcony mein khade the. "Bhabhi, tum ab bhi itni beautiful ho, jaise college ki ladki. Bhaiya lucky hain," usne kaha. Main sharma gayi, par dil mein kuch garam sa mehsoos hua. "Armaan, yeh baatein mat karo. Hum family hain." Par usne mera haath pakda, "Family hi toh hai, isliye toh trust hai." Us raat, hum sirf baatein karte rahe, par wo touch lingers kar raha tha.

Jaise-jaise time guzra, humara rishta emotional se physical ki taraf badha. Armaan mujhe compliments deta, jaise "Bhabhi, aaj yeh saree mein tumhari kamar kitni slim lag rahi hai." Main jaanti thi yeh galat hai, par excitement tha. Ek din, ghar khali tha – bachche college, Saif business trip par, saas-sasur mandir gaye. Armaan aur main ghar mein akele. Main bedroom mein kapde change kar rahi thi, door half-open tha. Armaan andar aaya, "Bhabhi, lunch ready hai?" Par uski nazar mere peeth par thi, jahaan blouse ke hooks open the. Main jaldi se pallu se dhak li, par wo ruk gaya. "Sorry bhabhi..." usne kaha, par uski aankhon mein desire tha. Main neeche dekhi, aur phir himmat kar ke boli, "Armaan, yeh jo humare beech ho raha hai, yeh galat hai par... sahi lagta hai." Usne mera chehra uthaya, aur humara pehla kiss hua. Wo kiss slow tha, jaise slow-burn romance, lips se shuru hua aur gehra hota gaya. Uske haath meri kamar par, aur main uske chest par. Hum bed par gir gaye, par sirf kissing aur touching. "Bhabhi, I love you," usne kaha. Main royi, kyunki yeh forbidden tha, par real feelings the.

Yeh hamara secret ban gaya. Hum roleplay karte, jaise main uski 'teacher' banti aur wo 'student', kitchen mein chupke se. Ek baar, maine kaha, "Armaan, aaj main teri boss hoon, jo bologi wo kar." Usne hasa, aur phir mera order follow kiya – massage diya, kisses diye. Yeh roleplay humare rishte ko exciting banata. Par guilt tha, especially Saif ke saamne. Saif ko shak hone laga. Wo notice karne lage ki Armaan aur main zyada time saath bitate hain. Ek raat, Saif ne mujhse poocha, "Ladli, kuch baat hai kya? Armaan aur tum... close lag rahe ho." Main inkaar kar di, par uski aankhon mein kuch alag tha – jealousy nahi, excitement?

Saif ka business cosmetic ka tha, toh wo beauty aur sensuality ke baare mein jaante the. Unhone research kiya online, cuckold fantasies ke baare mein. Ek din, unhone mujhe bataya, "Ladli, main jaanta hoon Armaan ke baare mein. Par... mujhe bura nahi lag raha. Balki, yeh idea exciting hai." Main shocked thi. Saif ne explain kiya ki wo cuckold feel kar rahe hain – apni biwi ko dusre ke saath dekh kar arousal. Yeh deep tha, jaise psychological research ki tarah. Unhone books padhi thi jaise 'The Ethical Slut' aur online forums se seekha. "Main join karna chahta hoon, par slow," unhone kaha.

Phir aaya wo din. Ghar mein sab bachche aur elders so gaye. Hum teeno bedroom mein. Shuruaat mein awkward tha. Saif ne kaha, "Aaj roleplay karte hain – main observer hoon, tum dono lovers." Armaan aur main kiss karne lage, slow aur passionate. Saif dekh rahe the, unka haath apne pant par. Phir Armaan ne mera blouse khola, mere bade breasts ko expose kiya – wo ab bhi firm the, pink nipples erect. "Bhabhi, tum kitni hot ho," Armaan ne kaha, aur unhe suck kiya. Main moan kar rahi thi, eyes on Saif. Saif ne join kiya, mera ek breast pakda aur kiss kiya. Yeh threesome tha – Armaan meri neck par, Saif breasts par. Phir hum teeno nude hue. Armaan ne mujhe bed par litaya, legs spread kiye, aur slowly enter kiya. "Ahh, Armaan... slow," main boli. Saif dekh rahe the, masturbate karte hue. Phir Saif ne join kiya, mera muh mein liya. Yeh intense tha, bodies sweating, moans echoing. Armaan thrust kar raha tha, deep aur hard, meri chut wet thi. Saif ne kaha, "Ladli, yeh mera fantasy hai." Climax mein, hum teeno saath aaye – Armaan inside me, Saif on my breasts.
[color=oklch(0.3039 0.04 213.68)]Yeh hamara new normal ban gaya. Emotional depth thi – guilt se love tak, cuckold se bonding tak. Joint family mein chhup kar, par meaningful. Main ab khush hoon, apni fantasies share kar ke. Yeh kahani hai parivaar ki chhupi raaz ki, jahaan pyaar boundaries cross karta hai.[/color]

[perfectmohib]