Incest Maa bete ki body swap
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Rahul ko apne papa ka routine ke bare me yaad aana
Jese ki
Dilip ki daily routine bilkul simple, monotonous aur predictable thi – ek typical 50 saal ke middle-class government clerk ki zindagi, jismein koi excitement ya variation nahi hota tha. Yeh uski life ka blueprint tha, jo saalon se same chal raha tha, aur ab swap ke baad bhi bilkul wahi rehta hai, bina kisi farak ke.
Subah 6:00 AM – Uthna
Dilip alarm bajte hi uth jaata tha – wohi purana Nokia phone ka alarm jo saalon se use kar raha tha. Bed se uthkar seedha bathroom jaata, brush karta, muh dhota, aur thanda paani se naha leta (garam paani bilkul nahi use karta, "energy waste" kehte hue). Nahaane ke baad simple white vest aur lungi pehen kar bahar aata, newspaper uthaata (The Hindu ya Times of India), balcony mein baith kar chai peeta. Chai Neha (ab Rahul Neha ki body mein) banati thi, lekin Dilip ko farak nahi padta – bas garam ho toh theek.
Subah 7:00 AM – Breakfast
Table par baith kar breakfast khaata – usually poha, upma, ya bread-butter-jam. Kabhi-kabhi paratha agar Neha banaye toh. Khaate waqt sirf newspaper padhta, family se bilkul baat nahi karta. Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ya Neha (Rahul ke body mein) jo bhi serve kare, usko "Thanks" bol deta, lekin aankh utha kar dekhta bhi nahi. Uske liye yeh routine tha, romance ya attention ka koi scene nahi.
Subah 7:30 AM – Office jaane ki taiyaari
Kapde badalta – hamesha white shirt, black pant, black belt, aur polished black shoes. Bag mein lunch box (jo Neha pack karti), tiffin, wallet, aur ID card. Mirror mein baal theek karta, thoda talc powder lagata, aur "Chalta hoon" bol kar nikal jaata. Bike (Hero Splendor) se office jaata – traffic mein bhi calm rehta, koi horn nahi bajata.
Subah 9:00 AM se Shaam 5:30 PM – Office
Government department mein clerk ka kaam – files move karna, entries karna, seniors ke orders follow karna. Lunch break mein tiffin kholta, chup-chaap khaata, kabhi colleagues se casual baat. Koi gossip, koi extra kaam nahi –
bas 5:30 baje clock bajte hi nikal jaata. Overtime bilkul nahi karta.Shaam 6:30 PM – Ghar waapsi
Ghar pahunch kar seedha bathroom, change karta (vest-pajama), TV on karta (news ya serial). Neha (ab Rahul) se bolta, "Pani laao" ya "Dinner kab tak?" Bas itna hi interaction. Kabhi-kabhi newspaper phir se padhta, ya mobile par WhatsApp groups check karta
(sirf family groups, koi personal chat nahi).
Raat 8:00 PM – Dinner
Dinner table par baith kar khaata – roti-sabzi-daal-chawal. Khaate waqt TV on rehta, family se baat kam. Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ya Neha (Rahul ke body mein) jo bhi serve kare, usko ignore karta – sirf kha kar uth jaata.Raat 9:30 PM – Bedtime routine
TV bandh karta, teeth brush karta, bed par leta. Neha ke saath bed share karta, lekin bilkul side mein – koi touch nahi, koi baat nahi. Lights off kar deta, aur 10 minute mein so jaata. Neha ki taraf mudta bhi nahi – saalon se yeh routine tha, intimacy zero.Weekend variation (bahut kam):
Sunday ko late uthna (7:30 AM), mandir jaana (paas ke Shiv mandir), phir ghar aakar rest. Kabhi market jaata grocery ke liye, lekin Neha ke saath nahi – akela. Koi outing, movie, ya romance bilkul nahi.Yeh thi Dilip ki poori duniya – office, ghar, TV, khana, sona. Is routine mein koi jagah nahi thi Neha ki desires ke liye, isliye woh tadapti rahi. Ab swap ke baad bhi yeh routine same hai, lekin
ab Rahul (Neha ki body mein) is routine ko face kar raha hai – Dilip ke saath normal behave karna, uske ignore ko sehna, aur andar se ghabrahat mehsoos karna. Dilip ko shak hone ka chance bahut kam tha, kyunki woh kabhi Neha ko properly dekhta hi nahi tha. Yeh routine hi uski life ka
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Jese ki
Dilip ki daily routine bilkul simple, monotonous aur predictable thi – ek typical 50 saal ke middle-class government clerk ki zindagi, jismein koi excitement ya variation nahi hota tha. Yeh uski life ka blueprint tha, jo saalon se same chal raha tha, aur ab swap ke baad bhi bilkul wahi rehta hai, bina kisi farak ke.
Subah 6:00 AM – Uthna
Dilip alarm bajte hi uth jaata tha – wohi purana Nokia phone ka alarm jo saalon se use kar raha tha. Bed se uthkar seedha bathroom jaata, brush karta, muh dhota, aur thanda paani se naha leta (garam paani bilkul nahi use karta, "energy waste" kehte hue). Nahaane ke baad simple white vest aur lungi pehen kar bahar aata, newspaper uthaata (The Hindu ya Times of India), balcony mein baith kar chai peeta. Chai Neha (ab Rahul Neha ki body mein) banati thi, lekin Dilip ko farak nahi padta – bas garam ho toh theek.
Subah 7:00 AM – Breakfast
Table par baith kar breakfast khaata – usually poha, upma, ya bread-butter-jam. Kabhi-kabhi paratha agar Neha banaye toh. Khaate waqt sirf newspaper padhta, family se bilkul baat nahi karta. Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ya Neha (Rahul ke body mein) jo bhi serve kare, usko "Thanks" bol deta, lekin aankh utha kar dekhta bhi nahi. Uske liye yeh routine tha, romance ya attention ka koi scene nahi.
Subah 7:30 AM – Office jaane ki taiyaari
Kapde badalta – hamesha white shirt, black pant, black belt, aur polished black shoes. Bag mein lunch box (jo Neha pack karti), tiffin, wallet, aur ID card. Mirror mein baal theek karta, thoda talc powder lagata, aur "Chalta hoon" bol kar nikal jaata. Bike (Hero Splendor) se office jaata – traffic mein bhi calm rehta, koi horn nahi bajata.
Subah 9:00 AM se Shaam 5:30 PM – Office
Government department mein clerk ka kaam – files move karna, entries karna, seniors ke orders follow karna. Lunch break mein tiffin kholta, chup-chaap khaata, kabhi colleagues se casual baat. Koi gossip, koi extra kaam nahi –
bas 5:30 baje clock bajte hi nikal jaata. Overtime bilkul nahi karta.Shaam 6:30 PM – Ghar waapsi
Ghar pahunch kar seedha bathroom, change karta (vest-pajama), TV on karta (news ya serial). Neha (ab Rahul) se bolta, "Pani laao" ya "Dinner kab tak?" Bas itna hi interaction. Kabhi-kabhi newspaper phir se padhta, ya mobile par WhatsApp groups check karta
(sirf family groups, koi personal chat nahi).
Raat 8:00 PM – Dinner
Dinner table par baith kar khaata – roti-sabzi-daal-chawal. Khaate waqt TV on rehta, family se baat kam. Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ya Neha (Rahul ke body mein) jo bhi serve kare, usko ignore karta – sirf kha kar uth jaata.Raat 9:30 PM – Bedtime routine
TV bandh karta, teeth brush karta, bed par leta. Neha ke saath bed share karta, lekin bilkul side mein – koi touch nahi, koi baat nahi. Lights off kar deta, aur 10 minute mein so jaata. Neha ki taraf mudta bhi nahi – saalon se yeh routine tha, intimacy zero.Weekend variation (bahut kam):
Sunday ko late uthna (7:30 AM), mandir jaana (paas ke Shiv mandir), phir ghar aakar rest. Kabhi market jaata grocery ke liye, lekin Neha ke saath nahi – akela. Koi outing, movie, ya romance bilkul nahi.Yeh thi Dilip ki poori duniya – office, ghar, TV, khana, sona. Is routine mein koi jagah nahi thi Neha ki desires ke liye, isliye woh tadapti rahi. Ab swap ke baad bhi yeh routine same hai, lekin
ab Rahul (Neha ki body mein) is routine ko face kar raha hai – Dilip ke saath normal behave karna, uske ignore ko sehna, aur andar se ghabrahat mehsoos karna. Dilip ko shak hone ka chance bahut kam tha, kyunki woh kabhi Neha ko properly dekhta hi nahi tha. Yeh routine hi uski life ka
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Ghar me subha jab neha ( rahul) se baat ki thi aaj college jakar dekh lo tum to ye sab roj karna hay
Mom ghar se nikal ar college gai or 5 baje soke uthi or dinner bana ne lag gai .muje khana bana aata hay kyu ki meri hobby thi lekin aaj kam lag gai .or me dinner bana ne lagi
Raat ke 8 baje the, Delhi ki sardiyon ki thandi hawa bahar se aa rahi thi, lekin ghar mein ek alag si garmahat thi – Rahul (Neha ke body mein) ki garam body ki, uski nayi responsibilities ki, aur ab jo hone wala tha, uski. Ghar ka living room dim lights se roshan tha, TV par news chal raha tha,
lekin koi dekh nahi raha tha. Rahul kitchen mein khadi thi, salwar suit pehne, dupatta shoulders par lapeta hua, butter chicken ki khushboo poore ghar mein fail rahi thi. Usne apne haathon se sab kuch banaya tha rahul ki hobby thi khana bana ne ki aaj kam me aai .chicken ko marinate kiya, gravy thick banayi, roti garam-garam beli. Yeh uski hobby thi pehle bhi, lekin ab yeh farz ban gaya tha. maa ki tarah strong ban kar.
Door ki bell baji. Rahul ne apron utara, haath pochhe, aur door kholne gayi. Dilip khada tha – 50 saal ka saral aadmi, suit pehne, bag haath mein, chehra thaka hua. "Neha... ghar pahunch gaya," usne bola, andar aate hue. Rahul ne maa ki soft smile di,
"Ji... aap thak gaye honge. Chai laati hoon." Dilip ne sir hilaya, shoes utare, aur living room mein baith gaya. Rahul kitchen mein gayi, chai banayi – adrak wali, sugar perfect. Tray mein rakh kar laayi, Dilip ke paas baithi. Usne notice kiya –
Dilip ki nazar uske chehre par, phir dupatte ke neeche thoda cleavage par ruk gayi. Rahul ka dil tez dhadka – "Yeh kya?
Papa ko kuch feel ho raha hai?" Par woh shant rahi, chai serve ki. Neha (Rahul ke body mein) abhi college se aayi thi, room mein change kar rahi thi.
Rahul ne awaaz di, "Rahul... aa ja, dinner ready hai." Neha bahar aayi, t-shirt jeans mein, young aur fit lag rahi thi. Teeno dining table par baith gaye – middle class family ki tarah, chhoti si table, plates set. Rahul ne serve kiya – butter chicken, roti, salad, daal. Sab saath khane lage. Dilip ne pehla bite liya,
Neha. aaj khana bahut tasty hai. Butter chicken perfect bana." Rahul ne blush kiya, maa ki tarah sharma kar, "Ji... aapko pasand aaya toh khushi hui. Roz banaungi." Neha ne Rahul( neha) ko dekha, aankhon mein pyaar – "Beta... tu kitni achhi maa ban gayi hai." Rahul ne smile di, lekin andar se emotional ho rahi thi – yeh teeno saath dinner kar rahe the, jaise pehle karte the, par ab roles ulte the. Dinner khatam hua, bartan Rahul ne saaf kiye, Neha ne help ki.
Dilip utha, "Main bedroom mein ja raha hoon... thak gaya hoon." Rahul ka dil dhak se dhak hua – yeh pehli raat thi jab usko maa ki body mein papa ke saath sona padega.
lekin ab routine mein woh saath bed share karte the, bhale intimacy nahi hoti. Rahul nervous ho gayi – "Ab kya karun? Yeh body garam hai, sensations intense hain.
papa ke paas letna, unki saans mehsoos karna... forbidden fantasies dimaag mein aa rahi hain." Neha ne notice kiya, kitchen mein Rahul ko side mein le jaakar boli, "Beta... jaa, so ja. Main tere room mein so jaungi aaj. Tu akeli mat reh papa ke saath agar uncomfortable hai." Rahul ne sir hilaya, lekin andar se socha – "Nahin maa... main accept kar chuki hoon. Yeh maa ki zindagi hai, main jee rahi hoon. Papa ke saath sona bhi uska hissa hai." Woh dheere se boli, "Nahin maa. main theek hoon. Yeh pehli raat hai sach mein – pehle toh main confuse thi, guilt mein thi, lekin ab main ready hoon. Aage kya kare?
Neha ne haath pakda, "Beta... dheere-dheere. Aaj sirf so ja. Unko touch mat karna agar ichha na ho. Par yaad rakh yeh body unki biwi ki hai, tu sirf caretaker hai. Guilt mat feel karna, par control rakhna.
Rahul ne sir hilaya, "Theek hai maa... main try karungi. Par yeh body... raat ko garam ho jati hai, urges aate hain. Agar papa ko touch kiya toh? Unka haath mere boobs par gaya toh? Yeh forbidden hai na?" Neha ne gehri saans li, "Beta... yeh humara secret hai. Ranganath ka curse hai, par hum isko opportunity bana rahe hain. Ja, aur apne aap ko sambhal. Kal baat karenge.
Rahul bedroom ki taraf chali – hips sway karte hue, nighty mein figure madmast lag raha tha. Door khola, Dilip already bed par let gaya tha, lights dim kar di thi. Woh andar gayi, door band kiya,nighty pahen kar bahar aai bathroom se mirror ke saamne khadi hui –
nighty adjust ki, boobs ko thoda upar kiya, chehra dekha.
Yeh main hoon... maa ki body mein, papa ke saath sona. Pehli baar sach mein – pehle dinon mein main dur rehti thi, par ab routine hai." Dil tez dhadak raha tha, body mein ek heat build ho rahi thi – pussy mein thoda throb. Woh bed par gayi, Dilip ke side mein let gayi – bed double tha, lekin middle class ghar mein space kam, toh bodies close. Dilip ne palat kar dekha, "Neha... so jaa." Rahul ne sir hilaya, "Ji... good night.
Par neend nahi aa rahi thi. Dilip ki saans uske kaano mein aa rahi thi, uska body heat feel ho raha tha. Rahul ne karwat li, uske boobs bed sheet par rub hue, nipples hard ho gaye. "Oh god... yeh sensations... papa itne paas hain, unka haath agar touch kar de toh?" Forbidden fantasy jaag uthi – imagine kiya ki Dilip utha, uske kamar par haath rakha,
dheere se nighty upar ki, boobs ko dabaya. Rahul ka haath automatically neeche gaya, panty ke upar se rub karne lagi, lekin rok li – "Nahin... control kar." Dilip ne karwat li, uska haath Rahul ke kamar par aa gaya
innocent touch, lekin Rahul ke liye current daud gaya. Usne saans roki, body tense ho gayi. "Papa... yeh touch... kitna simple, par yeh body react kar rahi hai." Dilip soya hua tha, lekin Rahul ki aankhein khuli thi – soch rahi thi, "Aage kya kare
Kal subah uthkar unko breakfast bed par serve karun? Unko massage doon? Unko yaad dilaaun ki unki biwi abhi bhi hot hai?" Emotions ka toofan tha – pyaar maa ke liye, guilt apne liye, lust body ke liye. Raat ke 2 baje, Dilip utha paani peene. Rahul ne aankhein kholi, "Ji... kuch chahiye?"
Dilip ne dekha – dim light mein Rahul (Neha) ka chehra khubsurat lag raha tha, nighty thodi si sark gayi thi,
cleavage dikh raha tha. Usne nazar hata li, "Nahin... so ja." Par Rahul ne notice kiya – Dilip(papa) ki aankhon mein thoda sa spark. Woh sochi, "Yeh shuruaat hai... papa ko waapas la rahi hoon.
Subah ka time tha, 7:30 baje. Rahul (Neha ke body mein) kitchen mein khadi thi, breakfast ready kar rahi thi
aloo paratha garam-garam, dahi, aur chai. Nighty pehne thi abhi, dupatta shoulders par lapeta hua, Dilip bathroom se fresh hokar aaya, towel se chehra pochta hua. Woh table par baitha, newspaper khola, lekin nazar
Rahul par thi –
uske curvy figure par, nighty ke neeche se dikh rahe hips par, aur thoda sa cleavage jo dupatte ke peeche se jhalak raha tha. Rahul ne plate serve ki, muskurate hue boli, "Ji... parathe garam hain, kha lijiye." Dilip ne bite liya, phir dheere se bola, "
Neha... suno, ek baat hai." Rahul ne chai apne haath mein li, table par baith gayi, "Ji, bolo na." Dilip ne newspaper side mein rakha, serious tone mein bola, "Mere door ke cousin ki shaadi hai kal – Haryana mein, chhota sa gaon. Family function hai, sab ja rahe hain. Mujhe nahi jaana possible hai...
office mein important meeting hai, boss ne personally bola hai attend karne ko. Par tu jaa sakti hai. Family mein se koi represent karega toh achha lagega." Rahul ka dil thoda tez dhadka – yeh pehli baar tha jab Dilip usko (Neha ko) kisi family event ke liye bhej raha tha. Woh soch rahi thi, "Yeh body mein bahar jaana, logon ke saamne Neha ban kar rehna... saree pehen kar, makeup kar ke... aur papa ke cousin log mujhe ghoorenge." Par woh shant rahi, maa ki soft awaaz mein boli, "Ji... theek hai. Main chali jaungi. Kitne din ki hai?"
Dilip ne bola, "Shaadi 2 din ki hai – kal shaam baraat, parso reception. Tu kal subah nikal jaana train se. Aur haan... Rahul ko bhi saath le jaana. Uske college mein chhutti karva dena, 2-3 din ki. Family function hai, beta ko bhi saath dekhna achha lagega sabko. Main akela ghar sambhal lunga." Rahul shocked ho gayi andar se – "Rahul ko saath? Matlab Neha (Rahul body mein) ko mere saath shaadi mein jaana? Main maa ban kar, aur woh beta ban kar...
hum dono ek saath family ke saamne? Yeh kitna risky hai!" Par bahar se woh muskurayi, "Ji... theek hai. Rahul ko college se chhutti karwa dungi. Main usko bata deti hoon." Dilip ne chai pi, utha, aur office ke liye ready hone laga. Rahul kitchen mein khadi rahi, soch mein doob gayi. Neha (Rahul body mein) abhi uthi thi, room se bahar aayi – t-shirt shorts mein, young aur handsome lag rahi thi. Rahul ne usko side mein le jaakar whisper kiya, "Maa... papa ne bola hai ki hum dono shaadi mein jaayenge – cousin ki shaadi Haryana mein. Main Neha ban kar, tu Rahul ban kar. College se chhutti karva deni padegi. 2-3 din ki." Neha ki aankhein badi ho gayi, "
Beta... yeh toh badi mushkil hai. Log mujhe Rahul samajhenge, tu Neha... hum dono ek saath family ke saamne? Agar koi shak kar gaya toh? Aur tu... saree pehen kar, makeup kar ke, sabke saamne maa ban kar behave karna padega. Logon ki nazrein tere figure par hongi ass... ghoorenge sab." Rahul ne gehri saans li, "Haan maa... dar lag raha hai. Par papa ne bola hai, main mana nahi kar sakti. Yeh pehla chance hai family ko dikhaane ka ki sab theek hai. Aur shayad yeh hum dono ke liye test hai –
ek doosre ke roles ko poora jeena. Main saree pehungi, tu jeans-shirt mein beta ban kar. Hum saath mein train mein jaayenge, wahan rehenge... aur wapas aayenge." Neha ne uske haath pakde, "Beta... theek hai. Main college jaakar chhutti apply kar dungi – family emergency bol dungi. Tu packing kar le – saree le jaana, blouse tight wale, petticoat, jewellery. Makeup bhi – lipstick, kajal, bindi. Log dekhenge toh bolega 'Neha bhabhi kitni sundar lag rahi hai'. Par yaad rakh – nazar se bachna, dupatta hamesha ready rakhna. Aur raat ko... hum dono alag rooms mein so jayenge, ya family ke saath adjust kar lenge." Rahul ne sir hilaya, lekin andar se ek thrill bhi tha – "
Yeh pehli baar bahar nikal rahi hoon is body mein itne logon ke saamne. Train mein log ghoorenge, shaadi mein dance karna padega shayad.
aur papa ke cousin log mujhe 'bhabhi' bolenge. Yeh sab itna weird, par exciting bhi." Usne apne boobs ko adjust kiya dupatte se, socha, "Yeh figure killer hai... log notice karenge. Par main strong rahungi." Din bhar packing ki – Rahul ne wardrobe khola, sarees nikali – red silk wali, green chiffon, aur ek heavy embroidered pink. Blouse tight the, jo boobs ko push-up dete the. Jewellery box se bangles, necklace, earrings nikale. Neha ne help ki –
"Beta, yeh saree pehen kar practice kar le. Pleats theek se daalna, pallu adjust karna." Rahul ne saree pehni practice ke liye – mirror mein dekha, figure killer lag rahi thi, hips wide, boobs full, waist slim. "Maa... yeh saree mein main bahut sexy lag rahi hoon. Log ghoorenge.. par main handle kar lungi." Shaam ko Dilip aaya, dekha packing ho rahi thi. Usne Rahul ko dekha – saree practice mein thi –
aur bola, "Neha... tu bahut sundar lag rahi hai aaj. Shaadi mein bhi aise hi tayyar hona." Rahul blush kar gayi, "Ji... aapki wajah se." Dilip ne smile di, pehli baar itna direct compliment. Raat ko dinner kiya teeno ne. Rahul ne bola, "Ji... kal subah 7 baje train hai. Rahul ko bhi saath le ja rahi hoon." Dilip ne sir hilaya, "Achha hai. Family khush hogi." Raat ko bed par letne se pehle Rahul ne socha, "Kal se adventure shuru – train journey, family ke saamne Neha ban kar rehna, Rahul (maa) ke saath beta ban kar behave karna. Yeh swap ab aur gehra hone wala hai."
Subah uthkar Rahul ne saree pehni – red silk wali, low back blouse, heavy jewellery. Makeup kiya – red lipstick, kajal, bindi. Mirror mein dekha –
khubsurat, madmast aurat, 45 saal ki mature beauty. Neha ne jeans-shirt pehni, Rahul ka look. Dono ne bags uthaye, Dilip ne drop kiya station tak. Train mein baith gaye – Rahul window seat, Neha side mein. Log ghoor rahe the – Rahul ke figure par, saree ke neeche se dikh rahe curves par. Rahul ne dheere se
Neha se bola, "Maa... yeh pehla bahar nikalna itne logon ke saath. Dar lag raha hai, par excitement bhi hai." Neha ne haath pakda, "Beta... hum saath hain. Sab theek ho jayega." Train chali, subha relative ke ghar paye sab se mile phir sab ke sath ham farmhouse par nikal pade
Rahul (Neha ke body mein) aur Neha (Rahul ke body mein) shaadi ke venue par pahunche toh sab kuch jaise ek nayi duniya lag rahi thi. Gaon ka farmhouse bada tha, lights jagmagate hue, mandap tayyar, aur family ke logon ki bheed – aunty, chachi, cousins, sab excited. Baraat shaam ko aane wali thi, aur abhi dopahar thi.
Rahul saree mein thi – red silk wali, tight blouse jo uske boobs ko push-up kar raha tha, cleavage deep aur tempting, hips wide ass saree ke neeche sway kar rahe the chalte waqt. Logon ki nazrein us par thi – mard ghoor rahe the, ladies compliment de rahi thi. Neha bhabhi, aap toh bilkul heroine lag rahi ho! Figure abhi bhi itna madmast, koi umar ka asar nahi!"
Rahul sharma gayi, maa ki soft smile di, lekin andar se garam ho rahi thi – body ki heat badh rahi thi, pussy mein thoda throb feel ho raha tha sabki nazron se. Neha ne usko side mein le jaakar whisper kiya, "Beta... relax. Ladies log ab aa jayengi baat karne. Tu Neha ban kar baat kar –
family gossip, shaadi ki baatein, makeup tips. Dance bhi hoga baraat mein – hips shake karna padega, boobs bounce honge... log dekhenge. Par control rakhna, erotic feelings ko dabana." Rahul ne sir hilaya, "Maa... theek hai. Par yeh body... nazron se garam ho rahi hai. Dance mein agar koi mard paas aaya toh? Unka touch feel hoga." Neha ne haath pakda, "Dar mat, main paas rahungi beta ban kar." Thodi der baad ladies group aaya –
10-12 auratein, sab saree mein, heavy makeup, jewellery. Ek aunty ne Rahul ko pakda, "Arre Neha bhabhi, aa jao! Baraat aane wali hai, hum sab saath baith kar baatein karte hain. Tu kitni khubsurat lag rahi hai – boobs itne full, ass itna round... husband ko kitna maza aata hoga!" Rahul blush kar gayi, baith gayi unke beech. Sab ladies circle banakar baithi – gossip shuru. "Neha bhabhi, batao na, Dilip bhaiya ab bhi romance karte hain?
Aapki body dekh kar toh koi bhi pagal ho jaye!" Rahul ne maa ki sharmili style mein bola, "Ji... thoda thoda. Par aap log batao, aapki shaadi ki pehli raat kaisi thi?" Ladies hanste hue baatein karne lagi – "Mer i pehli raat mein husband ne boobs itna dabaya ki dard ho gaya, par maza aaya!" "Haan, aur hips par haath pherte hue andar daala... oh god, yeh baatein sun kar garam ho rahi hoon!" Rahul ke andar aag lag gayi –
yeh baatein sun kar body react kar rahi thi. Pussy geeli ho rahi thi, nipples blouse ke andar hard ho gaye, saree ke neeche thighs rub kar rahe the. Woh soch rahi thi, "Yeh ladies itni openly baat kar rahi hain. sex ki baatein, boobs dabana, pussy mein lund. yeh sab maa ke liye normal tha? Ab main feel kar rahi hoon – body jal rahi hai." Ek aunty ne Rahul ke boobs ko lightly touch kiya, "Bhabhi, aapke yeh itne heavy, bra kaunsi pehenti ho? Rahul ka current daud gaya, moan rok li,
Ji... 38D, Victoria Secret wali." Ladies hanste hue, "Waah, hum bhi try karenge. Or phir ek aunty ne dance mein hips kaise shake karti ho?" Ladies ne demo diya –
ek aunty uthi, hips sway kiye, ass bounce kiya. Rahul ne dekha, body garam ho gayi. "Yeh dance... baraat mein karna padega. Mera ass itna bada, bounce karega, mard dekhenge, sochenge ki kitni madmast hai Neha bhabhi." Baraat aayi – music loud, dhol baj raha tha. Ladies group baraat ke saamne dance karne gayi. Rahul ko khinch liya – "Chalo bhabhi, dance karo!"
Music shuru – "Chikni Chameli" type ka song. Rahul ne shuru kiya – hips sway kiye dheere se, saree ke pallu sark gaya thoda, cleavage dikh raha tha. Boobs bounce ho rahe the har jump mein, nipples hard, blouse tight. Ladies ne taali bajayi, "
Waah Neha bhabhi, aap toh Katrina lag rahi ho!" Rahul ke andar aag – pussy geeli, thighs rub kar rahe the dance mein, ass cheeks bounce kar rahe the. Ek mard cousin ne paas aakar dance kiya, uska haath Rahul ke kamar par touch ho gaya – current daud gaya, pussy contract hui. "Oh god... yeh touch...
erotic feel, par yeh cousin hai papa ka, galat hai." Par body sun nahi rahi thi, dance tezi se karne lagi – hips shake, boobs jiggle, saree ke neeche panty geeli ho gayi. Dance khatam hua, Rahul thak gayi, lekin garam. Ladies ne paani diya, baatein ki – "Bhabhi, aapke dance mein toh aag thi! Hips itne wide, ass itna juicy... mard sab pagal ho gaye." Rahul ne sharma kar bola, "Ji... maza aaya." Andar se soch rahi thi, "Yeh dance... body ki aag aur badha di. Ab raat ko room mein maa ke saath... yeh urges control karna padega."
Raat ka reception thi – Rahul ne saree change ki room mein, Neha bahar wait kar rahi thi. Heavy pink saree pehni – deep neck blouse, boobs cleavage full dikh rahe the, navel show kar raha tha, ass saree mein tight. Makeup fresh – red lips, smoky eyes. Reception mein phir dance – "Sheila Ki Jawani" song.
Rahul centre mein, hips twirl kiye, ass shake kiya, boobs bounce ho rahe the,
log video bana rahe the. Ek aunty ne usko pakad kar dance kiya, boobs se boobs touch ho gaye – Rahul ka moan rok li, pussy wet ho gayi. "
Yeh ladies touch... erotic, soft boobs unke, mere heavy ones... body jal rahi hai." Reception khatam, sab thak gaye. Raat 1 baje room mein aaye –
Rahul aur Neha. Door band kiya, Rahul bed par baith gayi, saree kholne lagi. Neha ne bola, "Beta... aaj tu bahut hot lag rahi thi dance mein. Logon ki nazrein... tu theek hai?" Rahul ne saree utari, blouse bra mein thi, boobs heavy: "Maa... yeh dance, baatein... body garam ho gayi. Pussy wet hai, nipples hard. Ladies ki baatein sex ki sun kar ichha jaag gayi." Neha ne usko hug kiya, "Relax beta... so ja." Par Rahul ko neend nahi – raat ko fingers use kiye chupke bathroom mein, moan rok kar, sochte hue dance ke touches ki. Yeh shaadi ke din erotic aur emotional the ladies se baatein, dance ki thrill, body ki aag. Kal reception aur tha, aur story aage badh rahi thi.
Shaadi ke function ka doosra din – reception – bilkul dhoom-dhaam se khatam hua. Subah se hi venue par hungama macha hua tha – ladies log makeup parlour se waapas aayi thi, sab heavy sarees aur jewellery mein tayyar, music loud baj raha tha.
Rahul (Neha ke body mein)
pink embroidered saree mein thi – deep neck blouse jo uske boobs ko killer cleavage de raha tha, navel show kar raha tha, hips aur ass saree mein tight aur seductive lag rahe the. Raat bhar room mein Neha (Rahul ke body mein) ke saath soyi thi – bed par side by side, Rahul ki body garam thi, urges aaye the lekin woh control kar li thi,
Neha ke haathon se pet sehlaane se sukoon mila. Reception mein sabse pehle cake cutting hua, phir dinner – Rahul ne family ladies ke saath baith kar khaya, baatein ki. Ladies ne phir erotic gossip shuru kar di – "Neha bhabhi, aapki shaadi ki pehli raat batao na, Dilip bhaiya ne kitna romance kiya?"
Rahul ne sharmate hue bola, "Ji... bahut pyaar se." Par andar se yaad aayi forbidden fantasies – papa ke saath intimacy ki. Phir dance floor par – song "Badtameez Dil" baja, Rahul ko ladies ne khinch liya. Dance shuru – hips sway kiye tezi se, ass bounce ho raha tha saree mein, boobs up-down ho rahe the har jump mein, nipples blouse ke andar hard feel ho rahe the.
Log taali baja rahe the, mard ghoor rahe the – "Waah bhabhi, aap toh fire ho!" Ek cousin ne paas aakar dance kiya, uska haath Rahul ke kamar par slip ho gaya, touch se current daud gaya, pussy mein wetness feel hui. Rahul ne aankhein band ki, dance tezi se ki, body arch ho gayi thrill se. Dance khatam hua toh woh thak gayi, paseena aa gaya cleavage par, chamak rahi thi – ladies ne towel diya, "Bhabhi, aapne toh aag laga di!" Neha ne side se dekha, beta ban kar
Beta... tu bahut hot lag rahi thi. Logon ki nazrein... theek hai na?" Rahul ne whisper kiya, "Maa... body garam ho gayi, urges strong the dance se. Par main control kar li." Function khatam hua raat 11 baje – vidai hui, dulhan gayi, sab alvida keh rahe the. Rahul aur Neha ne bags pack kiye, auto pakda station ke liye. Aunty ne bola, "Neha bhabhi, aa kar maza aaya! Agli baar Dilip bhaiya ko bhi laana." Rahul ne smile di, "Ji aunty.zaroor." Station pahunche, night train thi
sleeper coach, do berth mili side by side. Train chali, lights dim ho gayi, sab so rahe the. Rahul saree mein thi abhi bhi, Neha jeans mein. Dono berth par baith gaye, curtain lagaya privacy ke liye. Rahul ne saree ka pallu theek kiya, dheere se boli, "Maa... yeh 2 din kitne intense the. Parlour mein ladies ke saamne tayyar hona, unki erotic baatein sunna – boobs, pussy, shaadi ki raat ki gossip.
body jal gayi. Dance mein hips shake karte waqt log ghoor rahe the, touch hue, ichha jaag gayi. Aur room mein raat ko hum dono ek bed par – tera haath pet par, sukoon mila par body garam thi." Neha ne uske haath pakde,
Rahul ki awaaz mein bola, "Beta... tune bahut achhe se handle kiya. Main beta ban kar bahar wait kar raha tha, lekin andar se dar lag raha tha ki koi shak na kar le. Ladies ki baatein – sex ki, romance ki – normal hain shaadi mein, par tu pehli baar sun rahi thi is body mein. Dance mein tera figure.
sab pagal hue the. Log bole 'Neha bhabhi killer hai'. Par tu strong rahi, guilt ko dabaya. Ab ghar pahunch kar rest karna, papa ko bataana ki function achha tha." Rahul ne aankhein band ki, train ki rhythm feel karte hue: "Maa... ab aage kya? Yeh 1 saal lamba hai, roz ghar sambhalna, body ki aag se ladna. Ab hum dono ko kuch nayi cheez shuru karni chahiye – garden mein jaakar joking karna, hasna, masti karna. Roz subah park mein walk karen, jokes sunaye ek doosre ko, tension release ho jayegi. Aur yoga class join kar len
din ache se nikal jayenge, time fast pass hoga. Body fit rahegi, mind calm hoga." Neha ne muskuraya, "Haan beta... achha idea hai. Kal se shuru karte hain. Subah 6 baje garden jaayenge – Karol Bagh ke paas wala park, wahan green grass, trees, fresh air. Joking karenge – tu maa ban kar jokes sunayegi, main beta ban kar hasunga. Jaise 'Maa, tune kaha tha life easy hai, par yeh body swap ne life ko masala daal diya
Aur yoga class – shaam 7 baje join kar lenge, locality ke centre mein. Asanas karenge surya namaskar, pranayam – body ki heat control hogi, periods ka dard kam hoga, mind relax hoga. Din ache se nikal jayega – subah garden, din ghar kaam, shaam yoga, raat papa ke saath closeness." Rahul excited ho gayi, "Haan maa... garden mein joking se hasi aayegi, tension bhool jayenge. Yoga se body flexible hoga, ass aur thighs toned rahenge, boobs ka weight handle karna easy hoga. Ab ghar pahunch kar shuru karte hain." Train chalti rahi, dono baatein karte rahe – swap ke experiences share kiye, hasi aayi, emotional bond aur strong hua. Subah ghar pahunche, Dilip door khola – "Aa gaye? Function kaisa tha?
Rahul ne bola, "Ji. bahut achha. Ab rest kar lenge." Dono aab aage
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aloo paratha garam-garam, dahi, aur chai. Nighty pehne thi abhi, dupatta shoulders par lapeta hua, Dilip bathroom se fresh hokar aaya, towel se chehra pochta hua. Woh table par baitha, newspaper khola, lekin nazar
Rahul par thi –
uske curvy figure par, nighty ke neeche se dikh rahe hips par, aur thoda sa cleavage jo dupatte ke peeche se jhalak raha tha. Rahul ne plate serve ki, muskurate hue boli, "Ji... parathe garam hain, kha lijiye." Dilip ne bite liya, phir dheere se bola, "
Neha... suno, ek baat hai." Rahul ne chai apne haath mein li, table par baith gayi, "Ji, bolo na." Dilip ne newspaper side mein rakha, serious tone mein bola, "Mere door ke cousin ki shaadi hai kal – Haryana mein, chhota sa gaon. Family function hai, sab ja rahe hain. Mujhe nahi jaana possible hai...
office mein important meeting hai, boss ne personally bola hai attend karne ko. Par tu jaa sakti hai. Family mein se koi represent karega toh achha lagega." Rahul ka dil thoda tez dhadka – yeh pehli baar tha jab Dilip usko (Neha ko) kisi family event ke liye bhej raha tha. Woh soch rahi thi, "Yeh body mein bahar jaana, logon ke saamne Neha ban kar rehna... saree pehen kar, makeup kar ke... aur papa ke cousin log mujhe ghoorenge." Par woh shant rahi, maa ki soft awaaz mein boli, "Ji... theek hai. Main chali jaungi. Kitne din ki hai?"
Dilip ne bola, "Shaadi 2 din ki hai – kal shaam baraat, parso reception. Tu kal subah nikal jaana train se. Aur haan... Rahul ko bhi saath le jaana. Uske college mein chhutti karva dena, 2-3 din ki. Family function hai, beta ko bhi saath dekhna achha lagega sabko. Main akela ghar sambhal lunga." Rahul shocked ho gayi andar se – "Rahul ko saath? Matlab Neha (Rahul body mein) ko mere saath shaadi mein jaana? Main maa ban kar, aur woh beta ban kar...
hum dono ek saath family ke saamne? Yeh kitna risky hai!" Par bahar se woh muskurayi, "Ji... theek hai. Rahul ko college se chhutti karwa dungi. Main usko bata deti hoon." Dilip ne chai pi, utha, aur office ke liye ready hone laga. Rahul kitchen mein khadi rahi, soch mein doob gayi. Neha (Rahul body mein) abhi uthi thi, room se bahar aayi – t-shirt shorts mein, young aur handsome lag rahi thi. Rahul ne usko side mein le jaakar whisper kiya, "Maa... papa ne bola hai ki hum dono shaadi mein jaayenge – cousin ki shaadi Haryana mein. Main Neha ban kar, tu Rahul ban kar. College se chhutti karva deni padegi. 2-3 din ki." Neha ki aankhein badi ho gayi, "
Beta... yeh toh badi mushkil hai. Log mujhe Rahul samajhenge, tu Neha... hum dono ek saath family ke saamne? Agar koi shak kar gaya toh? Aur tu... saree pehen kar, makeup kar ke, sabke saamne maa ban kar behave karna padega. Logon ki nazrein tere figure par hongi ass... ghoorenge sab." Rahul ne gehri saans li, "Haan maa... dar lag raha hai. Par papa ne bola hai, main mana nahi kar sakti. Yeh pehla chance hai family ko dikhaane ka ki sab theek hai. Aur shayad yeh hum dono ke liye test hai –
ek doosre ke roles ko poora jeena. Main saree pehungi, tu jeans-shirt mein beta ban kar. Hum saath mein train mein jaayenge, wahan rehenge... aur wapas aayenge." Neha ne uske haath pakde, "Beta... theek hai. Main college jaakar chhutti apply kar dungi – family emergency bol dungi. Tu packing kar le – saree le jaana, blouse tight wale, petticoat, jewellery. Makeup bhi – lipstick, kajal, bindi. Log dekhenge toh bolega 'Neha bhabhi kitni sundar lag rahi hai'. Par yaad rakh – nazar se bachna, dupatta hamesha ready rakhna. Aur raat ko... hum dono alag rooms mein so jayenge, ya family ke saath adjust kar lenge." Rahul ne sir hilaya, lekin andar se ek thrill bhi tha – "
Yeh pehli baar bahar nikal rahi hoon is body mein itne logon ke saamne. Train mein log ghoorenge, shaadi mein dance karna padega shayad.
aur papa ke cousin log mujhe 'bhabhi' bolenge. Yeh sab itna weird, par exciting bhi." Usne apne boobs ko adjust kiya dupatte se, socha, "Yeh figure killer hai... log notice karenge. Par main strong rahungi." Din bhar packing ki – Rahul ne wardrobe khola, sarees nikali – red silk wali, green chiffon, aur ek heavy embroidered pink. Blouse tight the, jo boobs ko push-up dete the. Jewellery box se bangles, necklace, earrings nikale. Neha ne help ki –
"Beta, yeh saree pehen kar practice kar le. Pleats theek se daalna, pallu adjust karna." Rahul ne saree pehni practice ke liye – mirror mein dekha, figure killer lag rahi thi, hips wide, boobs full, waist slim. "Maa... yeh saree mein main bahut sexy lag rahi hoon. Log ghoorenge.. par main handle kar lungi." Shaam ko Dilip aaya, dekha packing ho rahi thi. Usne Rahul ko dekha – saree practice mein thi –
aur bola, "Neha... tu bahut sundar lag rahi hai aaj. Shaadi mein bhi aise hi tayyar hona." Rahul blush kar gayi, "Ji... aapki wajah se." Dilip ne smile di, pehli baar itna direct compliment. Raat ko dinner kiya teeno ne. Rahul ne bola, "Ji... kal subah 7 baje train hai. Rahul ko bhi saath le ja rahi hoon." Dilip ne sir hilaya, "Achha hai. Family khush hogi." Raat ko bed par letne se pehle Rahul ne socha, "Kal se adventure shuru – train journey, family ke saamne Neha ban kar rehna, Rahul (maa) ke saath beta ban kar behave karna. Yeh swap ab aur gehra hone wala hai."
Subah uthkar Rahul ne saree pehni – red silk wali, low back blouse, heavy jewellery. Makeup kiya – red lipstick, kajal, bindi. Mirror mein dekha –
khubsurat, madmast aurat, 45 saal ki mature beauty. Neha ne jeans-shirt pehni, Rahul ka look. Dono ne bags uthaye, Dilip ne drop kiya station tak. Train mein baith gaye – Rahul window seat, Neha side mein. Log ghoor rahe the – Rahul ke figure par, saree ke neeche se dikh rahe curves par. Rahul ne dheere se
Neha se bola, "Maa... yeh pehla bahar nikalna itne logon ke saath. Dar lag raha hai, par excitement bhi hai." Neha ne haath pakda, "Beta... hum saath hain. Sab theek ho jayega." Train chali, subha relative ke ghar paye sab se mile phir sab ke sath ham farmhouse par nikal pade
Rahul (Neha ke body mein) aur Neha (Rahul ke body mein) shaadi ke venue par pahunche toh sab kuch jaise ek nayi duniya lag rahi thi. Gaon ka farmhouse bada tha, lights jagmagate hue, mandap tayyar, aur family ke logon ki bheed – aunty, chachi, cousins, sab excited. Baraat shaam ko aane wali thi, aur abhi dopahar thi.
Rahul saree mein thi – red silk wali, tight blouse jo uske boobs ko push-up kar raha tha, cleavage deep aur tempting, hips wide ass saree ke neeche sway kar rahe the chalte waqt. Logon ki nazrein us par thi – mard ghoor rahe the, ladies compliment de rahi thi. Neha bhabhi, aap toh bilkul heroine lag rahi ho! Figure abhi bhi itna madmast, koi umar ka asar nahi!"
Rahul sharma gayi, maa ki soft smile di, lekin andar se garam ho rahi thi – body ki heat badh rahi thi, pussy mein thoda throb feel ho raha tha sabki nazron se. Neha ne usko side mein le jaakar whisper kiya, "Beta... relax. Ladies log ab aa jayengi baat karne. Tu Neha ban kar baat kar –
family gossip, shaadi ki baatein, makeup tips. Dance bhi hoga baraat mein – hips shake karna padega, boobs bounce honge... log dekhenge. Par control rakhna, erotic feelings ko dabana." Rahul ne sir hilaya, "Maa... theek hai. Par yeh body... nazron se garam ho rahi hai. Dance mein agar koi mard paas aaya toh? Unka touch feel hoga." Neha ne haath pakda, "Dar mat, main paas rahungi beta ban kar." Thodi der baad ladies group aaya –
10-12 auratein, sab saree mein, heavy makeup, jewellery. Ek aunty ne Rahul ko pakda, "Arre Neha bhabhi, aa jao! Baraat aane wali hai, hum sab saath baith kar baatein karte hain. Tu kitni khubsurat lag rahi hai – boobs itne full, ass itna round... husband ko kitna maza aata hoga!" Rahul blush kar gayi, baith gayi unke beech. Sab ladies circle banakar baithi – gossip shuru. "Neha bhabhi, batao na, Dilip bhaiya ab bhi romance karte hain?
Aapki body dekh kar toh koi bhi pagal ho jaye!" Rahul ne maa ki sharmili style mein bola, "Ji... thoda thoda. Par aap log batao, aapki shaadi ki pehli raat kaisi thi?" Ladies hanste hue baatein karne lagi – "Mer i pehli raat mein husband ne boobs itna dabaya ki dard ho gaya, par maza aaya!" "Haan, aur hips par haath pherte hue andar daala... oh god, yeh baatein sun kar garam ho rahi hoon!" Rahul ke andar aag lag gayi –
yeh baatein sun kar body react kar rahi thi. Pussy geeli ho rahi thi, nipples blouse ke andar hard ho gaye, saree ke neeche thighs rub kar rahe the. Woh soch rahi thi, "Yeh ladies itni openly baat kar rahi hain. sex ki baatein, boobs dabana, pussy mein lund. yeh sab maa ke liye normal tha? Ab main feel kar rahi hoon – body jal rahi hai." Ek aunty ne Rahul ke boobs ko lightly touch kiya, "Bhabhi, aapke yeh itne heavy, bra kaunsi pehenti ho? Rahul ka current daud gaya, moan rok li,
Ji... 38D, Victoria Secret wali." Ladies hanste hue, "Waah, hum bhi try karenge. Or phir ek aunty ne dance mein hips kaise shake karti ho?" Ladies ne demo diya –
ek aunty uthi, hips sway kiye, ass bounce kiya. Rahul ne dekha, body garam ho gayi. "Yeh dance... baraat mein karna padega. Mera ass itna bada, bounce karega, mard dekhenge, sochenge ki kitni madmast hai Neha bhabhi." Baraat aayi – music loud, dhol baj raha tha. Ladies group baraat ke saamne dance karne gayi. Rahul ko khinch liya – "Chalo bhabhi, dance karo!"
Music shuru – "Chikni Chameli" type ka song. Rahul ne shuru kiya – hips sway kiye dheere se, saree ke pallu sark gaya thoda, cleavage dikh raha tha. Boobs bounce ho rahe the har jump mein, nipples hard, blouse tight. Ladies ne taali bajayi, "
Waah Neha bhabhi, aap toh Katrina lag rahi ho!" Rahul ke andar aag – pussy geeli, thighs rub kar rahe the dance mein, ass cheeks bounce kar rahe the. Ek mard cousin ne paas aakar dance kiya, uska haath Rahul ke kamar par touch ho gaya – current daud gaya, pussy contract hui. "Oh god... yeh touch...
erotic feel, par yeh cousin hai papa ka, galat hai." Par body sun nahi rahi thi, dance tezi se karne lagi – hips shake, boobs jiggle, saree ke neeche panty geeli ho gayi. Dance khatam hua, Rahul thak gayi, lekin garam. Ladies ne paani diya, baatein ki – "Bhabhi, aapke dance mein toh aag thi! Hips itne wide, ass itna juicy... mard sab pagal ho gaye." Rahul ne sharma kar bola, "Ji... maza aaya." Andar se soch rahi thi, "Yeh dance... body ki aag aur badha di. Ab raat ko room mein maa ke saath... yeh urges control karna padega."
Raat ka reception thi – Rahul ne saree change ki room mein, Neha bahar wait kar rahi thi. Heavy pink saree pehni – deep neck blouse, boobs cleavage full dikh rahe the, navel show kar raha tha, ass saree mein tight. Makeup fresh – red lips, smoky eyes. Reception mein phir dance – "Sheila Ki Jawani" song.
Rahul centre mein, hips twirl kiye, ass shake kiya, boobs bounce ho rahe the,
log video bana rahe the. Ek aunty ne usko pakad kar dance kiya, boobs se boobs touch ho gaye – Rahul ka moan rok li, pussy wet ho gayi. "
Yeh ladies touch... erotic, soft boobs unke, mere heavy ones... body jal rahi hai." Reception khatam, sab thak gaye. Raat 1 baje room mein aaye –
Rahul aur Neha. Door band kiya, Rahul bed par baith gayi, saree kholne lagi. Neha ne bola, "Beta... aaj tu bahut hot lag rahi thi dance mein. Logon ki nazrein... tu theek hai?" Rahul ne saree utari, blouse bra mein thi, boobs heavy: "Maa... yeh dance, baatein... body garam ho gayi. Pussy wet hai, nipples hard. Ladies ki baatein sex ki sun kar ichha jaag gayi." Neha ne usko hug kiya, "Relax beta... so ja." Par Rahul ko neend nahi – raat ko fingers use kiye chupke bathroom mein, moan rok kar, sochte hue dance ke touches ki. Yeh shaadi ke din erotic aur emotional the ladies se baatein, dance ki thrill, body ki aag. Kal reception aur tha, aur story aage badh rahi thi.
Shaadi ke function ka doosra din – reception – bilkul dhoom-dhaam se khatam hua. Subah se hi venue par hungama macha hua tha – ladies log makeup parlour se waapas aayi thi, sab heavy sarees aur jewellery mein tayyar, music loud baj raha tha.
Rahul (Neha ke body mein)
pink embroidered saree mein thi – deep neck blouse jo uske boobs ko killer cleavage de raha tha, navel show kar raha tha, hips aur ass saree mein tight aur seductive lag rahe the. Raat bhar room mein Neha (Rahul ke body mein) ke saath soyi thi – bed par side by side, Rahul ki body garam thi, urges aaye the lekin woh control kar li thi,
Neha ke haathon se pet sehlaane se sukoon mila. Reception mein sabse pehle cake cutting hua, phir dinner – Rahul ne family ladies ke saath baith kar khaya, baatein ki. Ladies ne phir erotic gossip shuru kar di – "Neha bhabhi, aapki shaadi ki pehli raat batao na, Dilip bhaiya ne kitna romance kiya?"
Rahul ne sharmate hue bola, "Ji... bahut pyaar se." Par andar se yaad aayi forbidden fantasies – papa ke saath intimacy ki. Phir dance floor par – song "Badtameez Dil" baja, Rahul ko ladies ne khinch liya. Dance shuru – hips sway kiye tezi se, ass bounce ho raha tha saree mein, boobs up-down ho rahe the har jump mein, nipples blouse ke andar hard feel ho rahe the.
Log taali baja rahe the, mard ghoor rahe the – "Waah bhabhi, aap toh fire ho!" Ek cousin ne paas aakar dance kiya, uska haath Rahul ke kamar par slip ho gaya, touch se current daud gaya, pussy mein wetness feel hui. Rahul ne aankhein band ki, dance tezi se ki, body arch ho gayi thrill se. Dance khatam hua toh woh thak gayi, paseena aa gaya cleavage par, chamak rahi thi – ladies ne towel diya, "Bhabhi, aapne toh aag laga di!" Neha ne side se dekha, beta ban kar
Beta... tu bahut hot lag rahi thi. Logon ki nazrein... theek hai na?" Rahul ne whisper kiya, "Maa... body garam ho gayi, urges strong the dance se. Par main control kar li." Function khatam hua raat 11 baje – vidai hui, dulhan gayi, sab alvida keh rahe the. Rahul aur Neha ne bags pack kiye, auto pakda station ke liye. Aunty ne bola, "Neha bhabhi, aa kar maza aaya! Agli baar Dilip bhaiya ko bhi laana." Rahul ne smile di, "Ji aunty.zaroor." Station pahunche, night train thi
sleeper coach, do berth mili side by side. Train chali, lights dim ho gayi, sab so rahe the. Rahul saree mein thi abhi bhi, Neha jeans mein. Dono berth par baith gaye, curtain lagaya privacy ke liye. Rahul ne saree ka pallu theek kiya, dheere se boli, "Maa... yeh 2 din kitne intense the. Parlour mein ladies ke saamne tayyar hona, unki erotic baatein sunna – boobs, pussy, shaadi ki raat ki gossip.
body jal gayi. Dance mein hips shake karte waqt log ghoor rahe the, touch hue, ichha jaag gayi. Aur room mein raat ko hum dono ek bed par – tera haath pet par, sukoon mila par body garam thi." Neha ne uske haath pakde,
Rahul ki awaaz mein bola, "Beta... tune bahut achhe se handle kiya. Main beta ban kar bahar wait kar raha tha, lekin andar se dar lag raha tha ki koi shak na kar le. Ladies ki baatein – sex ki, romance ki – normal hain shaadi mein, par tu pehli baar sun rahi thi is body mein. Dance mein tera figure.
sab pagal hue the. Log bole 'Neha bhabhi killer hai'. Par tu strong rahi, guilt ko dabaya. Ab ghar pahunch kar rest karna, papa ko bataana ki function achha tha." Rahul ne aankhein band ki, train ki rhythm feel karte hue: "Maa... ab aage kya? Yeh 1 saal lamba hai, roz ghar sambhalna, body ki aag se ladna. Ab hum dono ko kuch nayi cheez shuru karni chahiye – garden mein jaakar joking karna, hasna, masti karna. Roz subah park mein walk karen, jokes sunaye ek doosre ko, tension release ho jayegi. Aur yoga class join kar len
din ache se nikal jayenge, time fast pass hoga. Body fit rahegi, mind calm hoga." Neha ne muskuraya, "Haan beta... achha idea hai. Kal se shuru karte hain. Subah 6 baje garden jaayenge – Karol Bagh ke paas wala park, wahan green grass, trees, fresh air. Joking karenge – tu maa ban kar jokes sunayegi, main beta ban kar hasunga. Jaise 'Maa, tune kaha tha life easy hai, par yeh body swap ne life ko masala daal diya
Aur yoga class – shaam 7 baje join kar lenge, locality ke centre mein. Asanas karenge surya namaskar, pranayam – body ki heat control hogi, periods ka dard kam hoga, mind relax hoga. Din ache se nikal jayega – subah garden, din ghar kaam, shaam yoga, raat papa ke saath closeness." Rahul excited ho gayi, "Haan maa... garden mein joking se hasi aayegi, tension bhool jayenge. Yoga se body flexible hoga, ass aur thighs toned rahenge, boobs ka weight handle karna easy hoga. Ab ghar pahunch kar shuru karte hain." Train chalti rahi, dono baatein karte rahe – swap ke experiences share kiye, hasi aayi, emotional bond aur strong hua. Subah ghar pahunche, Dilip door khola – "Aa gaye? Function kaisa tha?
Rahul ne bola, "Ji. bahut achha. Ab rest kar lenge." Dono aab aage
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