Incest मैं पागल अपने बेटे के लिए

[Shivakalakar]

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Aaj main ek story likhne ja raha hoon. Maine aaj tak bas kahaniyan padhi hain, kabhi khud nahi likhi. Main is forum pe kai saal se stories padh raha hoon. Mera man hua ki main bhi ek story likhoon. Main phone se type karta hoon toh updates regular nahi de paunga shayad. Mujhe incest stories padhne mein maza aata hai. Haan adultery bhi padhta hoon lekin usme hero ek hi hona chahiye, chudai ki had paar kar do. Mujhe ganda sex bahut pasand hai, bahut zyada ganda – jaise apna peshab pilana, muh mein thookna, mahilaon se apni gaand chatwana, naak mein jeebh daalna. Mujhe foot fetish bhi hai. Is story mein dukh-dard, emotion, humiliation, incest, bepanah pyar jo haden paar kar de – sab milega. Hero ek hi hoga. Yeh reality se arabon-kharabon door hai


Toh chaliye shuru karte hain.​

 

[Shivakalakar]

Introduction​

Dada - Mahesh (Swargwas) - 75 saal
Dadi - Hima Devi - 62 saal (Gori, moti si, badi badi choochiyan, moti gaand, abhi bhi sundar aur mature look wali

Inki teen santan hui:
PHLA BETA​

Bade Papa - Himanshu - 50 saal (Businessman, strict nature)
Badi Maa - Shilpa - 45 saal (Fair, beautiful, maintained figure, badi gaand aur tight choochiyan)

santan:​

Badi beti - Jaya - 24 saal (Bahut hi sundar, modern, slim-thick figure, badi aankhein, juicy lips)
Chhoti beti - Sushma - 22 saal (Seedhi sadharan dikhti hai lekin sharir bahut bhari-bharkam aur attractive)

DUSRA BETA​

Papa - Subhash - 48 saal bank employee
Mummy - Neha - 42 saal (Hero ki mummy - Extremely beautiful aur figure wali aurat. Fair skin, 36D choochiyan, patli kamar, moti gol gaand, lambe kale baal, seductive aankhein. College time mein bahut hot thi, abhi bhi log usko dekh ke ghoor te hain)house wife hain

santan:​

Badi beti - Pooja - 22 saal (Bahut sundar, thodi gori, curvy body, badi choochiyan)office jati hai
Beta (Hero) - Shivam - 20 saal (Handsome, muscular body, 6 feet height, strong arms aur chest, 9 inch lamba aur mota lund, bahut stamina, ganda dimag wala)B-tech kar raha kabhi kabhi college jata hai
Chhoti beti - Shivani - 19 saal (Hot, innocent face lekin sharir bahut sexy, tight choochiyan aur gaand)12th me padhti hai

TISRI BETI​

Bua - Megha - 41 saal (Bahut sundar aur mature sexy)
Fufa - Jitendra - 45 saal

Santan:​

Badi beti - Kajal - 23 saal (Model jaisi figure, long legs, sharp features)job karti hain
Chhoti beti - Guddi - 21 saal (Chhoti height lekin bahut cute aur bhari sharir wali)college me hai
Mummy ke ghar wale (Nana-Nani side)

Nana - Rampal - 70 saal(swrgwas)
Nani - Reema Devi - 60 saal (Abhi bhi kaafi sundar aur maintained)

inke teen santan hui:
PAHLA BETA​

Mama - Rajesh - 47 saal
Mami - Sunaina - 40 saal (Bahut hot, modern aurat)

Betiyan:​

Badi beti - Aarti - 22 saal
Chhoti - Shivi - 20 saal

DUSRI BETI​

Badi Masi - Megha - 44 saal
Pati - Sulabh - 46 saal

Beti:​

beti - Radha - 22 saal

TISRI BETI​

Chhoti Masi - Deepa - 39 saal (Widow - pati swargwas)

Betiyan:​

Badi Beti - Karishma - 20 saal (Bahut gori aur seductive)
chhoti Beti - Pratibha - 19 saal

College (Dost log)
Rinki - 20 saal (Hero ki close friend, thodi slutty type)
Suraj shrma- 20 saal (best friend)
Seema - 19+
Archana - 20 saal
Deepak - 20+
Hero ki description (Shivam):
Bahut handsome, fair aur tanned mix skin, sharp jawline, muscular body (gym jata hai), 6 feet height, strong biceps aur chest. Lund 9 inch lamba, mota, dark pink top wala, bahut der tak chudai karne wala stamina. Dimag mein bahut gande aur extreme thoughts hain. Bahut pyar bhi karta hai apne family se, lekin wo pyar ek hadd se bahut aage nikal chuka hai.


Mummy (Neha) ki description:
Bahut hi sundar aur figure wali maa. Fair glowing skin, lambe ghane kale baal, badi badi 36D choochiyan jo abhi bhi tight hain, patli kamar, moti si gol gaand jo hilte hue bahut tempting lagti hai. Chehra innocent aur seductive dono type ka. Log sochte hain ki itni sundar biwi kaise mili Subhash ko.

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[Raja jani]

jyada kiradar vali kahaniya bahut muskil hai likhne me idhar vaise bhi 90% stories aise hi dum tod deti hain

 

[Shivakalakar]

मैं नया हूँ तो थोड़ी प्रॉब्लम हो रही

 

[Shivakalakar]

मैं फ़ोटोज़ कम ही डालूँगा क्युकी ये लोड होने में दिक्कत देता है

 

[Subham]

Congratulations for your new Story

 

[Shivakalakar]

Update -1


Kamre mein ek naujawan ladka pair pasare so raha hai. Subah ke 7 baj chuke hain. Khidki se dhoop ki kirane hote hue ladke ke mathe ko chhu rahi hain. Tabhi ek behad khubsurat si ladki us khidki ke aage khadi ho jati hai aur bade hi pyar se us naujawan ka pyara chehra niharne lagti hai.


“Haye mera babu, kitni gehri neend mein soya hua hai. Kisi kalmukhi ki nazar na lage.”


Aur woh uske sirhane paas baith uske mathe ko pyar se sahlati hai. “Babu utho, subah ho gayi. Mera baccha raat bhar padhte-padhte hi so gaya kya? Utho utho.”


(Yahi hai hamara hero Shivam aur ye ladki hai hamare hero ki badi behan Pooja.)


Ladka jab dheere se aankhen kholta hai, ubasi lete hue, to samne ek pyari si pari ka chehra dikhta hai. Angdai lete hue woh bolta hai, “Good morning didi.”


Didi: “Good morning babu. Aise raat-raat bhar na pada karo. Maine tumse kitni dafa bola hai – phir dark circles ho jayenge, phir ghumna Batman ban ke ”


Hero ko main likhunga –


Main: “Are didi, aap bhi . Na, main bas apne family ke liye padh raha hoon. Mujhe jald se jald job leni hai aur ghar ko sambhalna hai. Papa ka aapko pata hi hai .”


Didi: “Hmm, to ab mera babu bada ho gaya hai. Haan, are main to kama hi rahi hoon na. Papa ka bharosa to mujhe bhi nahi hai. Sara din daru ke nashe mein dhut rehte hain. Thoda bahut kamate bhi hain to daru mein aur pata nahi kahan uda dete hain. Bete, tum chinta na karo, main hoon na baby.”


Main: “Haan didi.”


Didi: “ Idhar gaal mein kuch laga hai, zara idhar karo to.” Aur usne mere gaal mein geeli pappi kar di. Unka thook mere gaal ko gila kar gaya.


Main: “Didi, aap bhi na. Main chhota baccha hoon kya ?”


Didi: “Tum mere liye chhote bacche hi rahoge, samjhe na? Mera baccha.” Aur mujhe gale laga liya.


(Unke badan ki khushboo kya bataun. Unke boobs mere seene se touch hone lage. Mere lund mein jhurjhuri si hone lagi. Main apni behan ya parivar ke kisi bhi aurat ke baare mein kabhi galat nazar se nahi dekha hai, lekin ab mann machalne laga hai. Main unke liye ek farishta, ek masoom bhola zimmedar insaan hoon. Parivar ki har ladki mujhe pana chahti hai. Akele mein mera naam lekar mujhe imagine kar chut ragadti hai. Ye abhi mujhe pata nahi hai, lekin mujhe jald pata lagne wala hai ki mere ghar ki auraton aur ladkiyon mein kis kadar havas bhari hai mere khatir.)


Didi ke liye kai rishte aaye hain lekin na jaane kyun har baar didi koi na koi bahana bana kar unko reject karti aayi hai.


Main didi ke gale lage-lage hi didi ko feel kar raha tha. Aah didi kitni mulayam hai. Didi ki chuchiyan… Haye! Didi ke haath-pair bahut mulayam the. Woh apne pairon mein ek payal zaroor pehenti hai, nail polish red colour ki. Aay haye, main to deewana hoon apni ghar ki auraton ke pairon ka.​

Didi ke pair
Woh apne haathon aur pairon ka bada khyal rakha karti hai aur din mein do baari nahati hai. (Lekin woh kis had tak ghinone pan ka sex chahti hai, ye mujhe baad mein pata laga )


Didi: “Jaldi se uth ja, nahi to abhi aati hi hogi teri nanhi bandariya. Chal, ek baat bata. Ye bandariya tere room mein subah-subah ghus jati hai aur 1 ghante tak tere room se kyun nahi nikalti? Woh bhi itni subah-subah. Main jab-jab usse poochti hoon to woh taal deti hai, kehti hai ‘bhai ko jagane mein time lagta hai’. Ab tu hi bata. Hmm, chal chal bata ab. Manjra kya hai tum dono ka?”


Main: “Are didi, woh na mere room mein mere seene mein aake let jati hai aur bolti hai ki ek ghante tak hilna nahi. Aur mere face ko chumti rehti hai.”


Didi: “Ye kya baat hui mm.” (Is Shivani ki bacchi ko sabak sikhana hoga. Mere maal mein daka dalti hai kamini. Main batati hoon is sali ko. Chhoti behan hai to kya hua, mere maal pe daka dalegi? Main kisi ko nahi chhodne wali, ghar ka koi bhi ho.)


Main: “Didi, main chala fresh hone.” (Didi kitchen mein chali gayi mere liye nasta banane.)


(Waise bata du, mere ghar mein mujhe chumna aam baat hai.)


Main sidha tatti karne baith gaya. Main sochne laga – kash koi ladki mere ishaaron pe chale, mujhe apna malik mane, main jo kahu woh kare to kaisa hoga. Main apne khayalon mein kho gaya tha.


Tabhi mere kamre mein entry hoti hai bandariya ki, yani meri chhoti behan Shivani ki.


Main tatti kar raha tha tabhi woh aayi aur mere latrine ka gate khatkane lagi. “Bhaiyaa, gate kholo!”


Main: “Are pagal hai kya? Main… main fresh ho raha hoon.”


Shivani: “Are aap kholo na. Mujhe kuch nahi pata. Mujhe aap subah bed pe chahiye bas.”


Main: “Gudiya, samajh meri baat ko.”


Shivani: “Maine nahi sunana kuch bhi. Kholo-kholo, gate kholo!”


Main jaldi-jaldi fresh hua aur jaise hi gate khola, woh mere upar chadh baithi. Ek bandariya maafik aise chipak gayi jaise bandar ka baccha chipakta hai.


“Are meri lado, kya hua?”


Shivani: “Bhaiya plz plz chalo na bed mein. Mujhe sukoon nahi milta jab tak aapke upar kuch pal na bita lu. Chalo na.”


Main: “Are baba, chal raha hoon gadhedi.”


Shivani: “Jao, main aapse baat nahi karti. Aapne mujhe gadhedi kaise kaha? Kya main aapko gadhedi lagti hoon ?”


Main: “Are mera baccha, tu to naraz ho gaya. Mera pyara sa baccha hai tu.”


Shivani: “Hehehehe ”


Woh abhi tak mere se chipki hui thi, mere god mein chadhi hui thi. Mera lund dheere-dheere upar ki taraf fan uthane laga tha.


Shayad use bhi ye feel hua lekin usne ignore kiya aur sidha mere hothon mein hamla kar diya apne pyare-pyare gulabi makhmali lips se. Accha, main ye bata du ki mere ghar ki jitni bhi auratein hain, woh bada saaf-safai ka khyal rakhti hain. Apne body ko maintain rakhti hain. Hum na hi garib hain aur na hi jyada khub ameer. Haan, itna hai ki acchi life ji rahe hain. Kuch lene se pehle sochna nahi padta kyuki mummy bhi kamati hain aur didi bhi. Aur papa… papa ka kya, jo hai woh hai. Unki baat baad mein karenge.


Main usko leke bed mein ja gira. Woh mere upar nagin ki tarah chadh gayi.


Shivani: “Bhaiya, kya aapko pata hai main aapse kitna-kitna-kitna pyar karti hoon?”


Main: “Aur main bhi to tere se bahut zyada pyar karta hoon gudiya.”


Shivani: “Aap samajh nahi rahe bhaiya. Main… main kya kahna cha rahi…” (Bhaiya main aapko kaise bataun ki main aapse kitna pyar karti hoon. Aapko kuch hone se pehle mujhe ho jaye. Bhaiya agar aap mujhse door hue to main khud ko khatm kar lungi.)


Main: “Gudiya, tu kya kahna cha rahi hai bol mujhe. Samjha to ek baari. Na main samajh paun to kahiyo.”


Shivani: “Wo chhodo bhaiya. Mujhe apne bahon mein kas lo. Hmm aise hi ekdam tightly aur kas ke ha.”


Main: “Ab theek hai gudiya.” Woh boli, “Abhi nahi.” To maine bola. Fir usne kaha, “Apna face pehle meri taraf karo.”


Hmm kar liya. Usne mere muh se muh jod diya. “Are gudiya ye kya?” Maine apna face uski taraf se side mein kar liya. “Gudiya, abhi maine brush nahi kiya.”


Shivani: “Maine aapse bola kya ki karo brush tab hi main kiss karungi? Bhaiya aap jaise bhi ho mere ho. Ab muh kholo jaldi-jaldi.”


“Are gudiya, are ruk to.” Usne jabardasti mera muh samne apni taraf ghuma liya aur chumne-chusne lagi. Uska sharir mere upar tha. Uski chut mere lund se touch ho rahi thi. (Waise maine apne lund ke baare mein nahi bataya. Mera lund 9.7 inch ka ghatile nas wala hai. Maine bachpan mein ek baar jungle ki taraf khelte-khelte chala gaya. Wahan pe ek jadi-buti maine anjaane mein kha li. Tab se hi mere lund mein gathe pad gayi.)


Uske boobs jo abhi chhote the, wo mere seene mein touch ho rahe the.


Kya feeling thi ye! Woh mere muh mein apne lips ko dalne lagi. Maine bhi apna muh khol diya. Woh mere muh mein idhar-udhar jeebh ghumane lagi. Mere daanton mein apni jeebh ghuma rahi thi jaise woh apne hi jeebh se mere muh mein kulla kar degi, mere daant apni jeebh se hi chamka degi.


Woh itni wild tarike se kiss kar rahi thi, kya bataun. Kai baar to usne chuste-chuste mera khoon bhi nikala hai. Khoon woh chat jati thi. Bolti thi, “Aapka khoon waste nahi hone de sakti.” Maine use thoda hata ke bola, “Gudiya, tu apne daanton se hi mera kulla karwa degi kya?”


Shivani: “Haan bhaiya, aap roz kulla kyun karte ho? Aap na kiya karo. Main hoon na aapko kulla karne ke liye hehehehe ”


Main: “Tu kitni gandi bacchi ho gayi hai gudiya.”


Shivani: “Bhaiya, mujhe aapka kuch bhi ganda nahi lagta. Main to aapko kha hi jaun.”


Main: “Gudiya, ye tu mere saath roz kyun karti hai? Apne boyfriend ke saath kariyo.”


Shivani turant mere seene se uth ke baith gayi aur chehre se aisa lag raha tha ki lal mirchi khai ho.


Main: “Baccha mera, kya hua? Kuch galat kah diya kya?”


Shivani: “…”


Main: “Are bol na gudiya, kya hua? Dekh tu kuch bhi kar, chahe to mar le mujhe. Tu baat nahi karegi to main apni jaan…”


Usne apne haath mere muh par rakh diye.


Shivani: “Bhaiya, aapki aisa bolne ki himmat bhi kaise hui ha? Main mar jaun aapke marne se pehle. Bhaiya, agar aapne fir kabhi aisa bola na, mera mara hua muh dekhoge aap. Dekh lena.” Aur usne kuch nahi bola. Sidha mere room se nikal kar apne room mein bhag gayi.


Main: Idhar main apni soch mein ki kya kar diya maine aisa jo ise itna bura lag gaya.


Chalo main bhi ab brush kar lu. Are chhodo, ab gudiya ne karwa to diya hai


Main tayyar hone laga college ke liye. Main college kam hi jata hoon lekin aaj assignment ki last date hai isliye ja raha hoon. Maine socha jane se pehle dost ko call kar leta hoon.


Suraj mera dost jo bachpan se hi mere saath raha hai lekin iske shok kuch alag hain. Ise gaand marwane mein maza aata hai.


Ye ameer parivar se hai. Iske ghar mein paise ki koi kami nahi kyuki baap ki factory hai iske. Iski maa bahut sundar hai, mere hi maa ki tarah. Iski maa mujhe chedti rehti hai. Iske ghar mein maa, behan aur iski bua jiski shadi hui thi lekin vidhwa ho gayi. Pati ki accident mein death ho gayi. Parivar walon ne ise manhoos maan ke nikaal diya. Tab se apne ghar yani Suraj ke ghar mein hai ab.


Maa – Suman
Pita – Maheta Lal
Behan – Khushbu
Beta – Suraj
Bua – Sulochana


Maine Suraj ko call lagayi. Usne uthaya.


Main: “Haan bsdk, kahan gaand mara raha?”


Suraj: “Bhai main abhi bed mein leta hua hoon.”


Main: “Gandu uth aur college aa. Aaj last date hai assignment ki.”


Suraj: “Are mori maiya, mera to hua hi nahi assignment.”


Main: “Tu gaand hi marwata rahiyo. Maine mera bana liya hai lekin Archana ne bola tha ki aapka assignment main kar dungi. To usne kar diya. Wo wala tu le liyo, apna naam dal liyo.”


Suraj: “Sukriya jahapanah.”


Main: “Koi na, tu hi to hai iklauta mera gandu dost.”


Suraj: “”


Main call kat kiya aur tayyar hoke neeche aaya. Wahan pe mera hi intezaar ho raha tha. Mere bina koi khana nahi khata hai. Mummy kisi ko khane de tab na. Main aa jaun tab hi kahne deti hai kisi ko. Main dining table par baitha tha ki mummy apni table se uth gayi aur mere bagal mein khadi ho gayi aur mujhe parosne lagi. Maine poocha, “Gudiya kahan hai?” Didi boli, “Hogi apne kamre mein. Tum nasta karo, wo kar legi. Waise bhi school jati nahi (ghar se hi padhti hai).” Jyada dhyan nahi diya, nasta karne laga. Tabhi didi mujhe khana apne haathon se khilane lagi aur ek niwala mummy ne bhi bana ke mere muh mein dal diya. Main thoda chaba gaya lekin jaise mujhe ehsaas hua ki ye to mummy ne khilaya hai.


Maine wahi pe wo niwala thook diya.


Maine bahana bana diya ki kankar aa gaya tha. Lekin mummy samajh gayi thi aur mummy ki aankhon se aansu bah nikle jo mere kandhe ko bhigo diye. Maine ye notice kar liya tha. Shayad aur kisi ne nahi. Papa to waise bhi hamesha nase mein rehte hain. Didi apna nasta kar rahi thi. Gudiya apne room mein hogi. Baki aur log… accha main bata du ki hum yahan shehar mein rehte hain aur sab log gaon mein rehte hain. Yahan par sirf main, mummy, papa, gudiya aur didi hi rehte hain.


Main nasta kar college ke liye nikal gaya. Udhhar ghar mein do logon ke aankhon se aansu bah rahe the. Ek gudiya jo ki apne room mein leti aansu baha rahi thi. Ek mummy jo wahi dining table ke paas khadi thi aansu baha rahi thi. Didi office nikal gayi. Mummy office nahi jati, unhone leave le rakhi hai. Papa to nase mein rehte hain, wo nikal gaye bahar.


Aansu bahati meri gudiya



Shivani – apne room mein lete hue aansu baha rahi. “Bhaiya aap kyun nahi samajhte hai. Main kaise kisi ko boyfriend bana lu? Mere jism mein hak sirf aapka hai bhaiya, sirf aapka. Agar kisi ne is jism ko chhua bhi to use jaan se maar dungi aur apne aap ko bhi khatm kar lungi. Kyuki ye jism ganda ho jayega na bhaiya. Main mere swami ko aise ganda jism parosungi kya? Nahi nahi ye kabhi nahi hoga.”

(Shivani ka kamra pura mere tasveeron se bhara hua hai. Har jagah “meri jaan meri jaan” likha hua hai khoon se. Woh fir apne muh takiye mein daba ke rone lagti hai.)


Idhar mummy bhi ro rahi thi. Mummy wahi dining table ke paas khadi us thuke hue niwale ko ghoor rahi thi aur aansu baha rahi thi.


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[Shivakalakar]

Congratulations for your new Story

सुक्रिया भाई मैं नया हूँ स्टोरी लिखने में ये मेरी पहली स्टोरी होगी मेरी गलतियों को बताते रहना

 

[Aar am]

Jaya

सुक्रिया भाई मैं नया हूँ स्टोरी लिखने में ये मेरी पहली स्टोरी होगी मेरी गलतियों को बताते रहना

d bhi female char nhi dalna yaar

 

[Aar am]

Ma aur apni hi bahan ko sirf rahne Dena aur maa ko bibi banana