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- Aug- 2026 -7 AugustIncest
Ideal Religious Family : 2
“Oh, Parvati Maa, you know I want to be a mother… a real mother. For the past seven days, I have been following the instructions given by Guruji–keeping his blessed hibiscus flower under my pillow. However, it is beyond my imagination that from the very first day, you have been appearing in my dreams, telling me I would be able to conceive a child only with my brother…”Supriya’s married daughter, Soma Choudhary Seikh, sighed helplessly in the small worship room of her parents’ house in South Kolkata, looking up at the large, colourful portrait of Goddess Parvati. Ideal Religious Family…
- 7 AugustIncest
Sibling Secrets: Chandigarh Nights
The heavy, suffocating humidity of the Chandigarh afternoon pressed against the glass windows, making the air inside feel impossibly thick. Vyom paced the small living room of his apartment. The humid air hung in the room, matching the suffocating, anxious weight in his chest. Well, for a few more minutes, this space was his alone. Just two weeks ago, not even a month after he had moved into this place on his own for his third year of college, his parents happily informed him that his elder sister, Urvin, was moving in. She had somehow managed to get a waiver…
- 7 AugustCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 25
Ohhh… Fuckkk… My pussy violently twitched… My juices gushed out… My heart skipped a beat because I was finally going to realise my fantasy of experiencing real anal sex. Ramu placed the butter on the bedside table and got on my bed. It’s Not My Fault – Part 24 I was still lying fully naked with my legs spread wide and knees folded and he sat kneeling between them. He simply slipped his hand under my butt and raised me slightly as if I was weightless. Then he slipped one pillow under my butt. I was now lying with my…
- Jul- 2026 -31 JulyCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 24
Ramu nodded yes because he had understood that I was dead serious about it. I held his arms pulling him close to me and said “darling now let me welcome you in my style”. Before he could react, I held his face and kissed his lips with full fiery passion due to my out of control arousal. It’s Not My Fault – Part 23 After the kiss Ramu was dazed just like he was in the morning before breakfast. His fully erect cock was touching my thigh now thru his pants. I rubbed my hand over it making him shudder…
- 28 JulyAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 23
I was feeling accomplished and fully satisfied now for the first time in my life. Just then my phone beeped. I took my phone and saw a message from Adarsh uncle. He said “Nandini I am really sorry about today. I am feeling really ashamed about it”. I knew uncle was referring to the peeping incident but I decided to play dumb. It’s Not My Fault – Part 22 Me – Uncle what are you sorry about? Uncle – Nandini I am feeling very guilty and ashamed about what I did today when you were feeding your baby. Me –…
- 27 JulyCheat
My first taste of a depraved life with my girlfriend
I don’t quite know how to start this story off, it makes my stomach fill with knots of anxiety every time I think about this moment, never mind writing it out. Me and my ex Jenny had started dating in a shared household, it was her and 7 other guys living in the house originally. One of the guys had moved out so I took his place as they needed someone to fill it asap. When I originally moved in I didn’t know I stood a chance with Jen, we’d known each other previously in our teens but she had…
- 22 JulyIncest
Mummy’s Photoshoot – A real Story
In the bustling heart of Patna, where the mighty Ganges flows with timeless grace and the streets hum with the energy of ancient traditions meeting modern ambitions, lived the Sharma family—a portrait of warmth, aspiration, and quiet complexities. At the center of this household stood Meera Sharma, 41 years old, a woman whose life had gracefully transitioned from the spotlight to the hearth. Once a passionate student at a renowned drama school in Delhi, where she honed her skills in expressive arts and theatrical performances, Meera now channeled her creative soul as a respected classical dance teacher. Her days were…
- 22 JulyIncest
Ideal Religious Family : 1
Supriya Chowdhury was an all-star middle-aged mom no doubt. Her personality had this sweet aura that drew a lot of people towards her… specially the lovers of Bengali TV serials. It seemed like she was happy all the time and always secured about where she had been and where she was going. She exhibited confidence and intelligence, but at the same time she had this naïve nature to her personality that gave off a hint of vulnerability. While her magnetic personality was a huge drawn for men and women alike… specially her fans, her most important features that garnered attention…
- 22 JulyIncest
An incident with my Mummy
In the heart of Pune’s pulsating nightlife, where the city’s youthful energy collided with the sultry allure of neon-drenched streets, a new chapter began under the veil of celebration and unspoken desires. The air was thick with the scent of spilled whiskey, sizzling street food from nearby vendors, and the faint undertone of monsoon rain that had just kissed the asphalt. It was a night that promised more than just revelry—a night where old bonds would deepen, secrets would simmer just beneath the surface, and the lines between friendship, family, and forbidden temptation would begin to blur in the most…
- 19 JulyIncest
The Son’s Pubic Itch
In the dusty, mango-scented lanes of Mohanpur — a small, sleepy town in central Uttar Pradesh — life followed the same rhythm for generations. The temple bell rang at dawn, the government school whistle blew at eight, and by nine at night most houses had already switched off their lights. It was the kind of place where everyone knew whose son had scored what in the boards, whose daughter was getting married, and whose family was struggling to pay the electricity bill. In this world lived three boys who had become something rarer than brothers. Divyansh was eighteen, tall and…
- 12 JulyIncest
Fucking Mummy with Aunt’s Help
In the glittering expanse of Bangalore’s Whitefield, where the city’s relentless ambition meets pockets of refined luxury, stood our upscale gated community — a world of manicured lawns, sparkling swimming pools, and towering apartments that housed the city’s successful professionals. The Sharma family had carved out a comfortable life here, far from our ancestral roots in Punjab, yet deeply connected to the traditions that shaped us. We were a picture-perfect North Indian upper-middle-class household: modern in our aspirations, traditional in our values, and quietly prosperous enough to enjoy the finer things — weekend brunches at five-star hotels, annual family vacations,…
- Jan- 2026 -21 JanuaryCheat
The Starving Housewife – 127 (FINAL)
Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part ( The Starving Housewife – 126) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue Kamal stood frozen boiling with rage but at the same time he felt defeated and guilty. Sabitri calling Dada who was her dad’s age as her husband in front of him was the last nail in his relationship. He realized Sabitri was too far gone… and probably never coming back… now he had lost her for good. Sabitri commanded “Kamal now what are you waiting for? Are you going to give us some privacy…