Incest Jungle Mein Uljhe Rishte

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Chapter 1: Cabin Ka Aagosh!
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Himalayan cabin akele khada tha, uska wooden frame waqt ke saath purana ho gaya tha, chaaron taraf lambe pine trees aur dhund se dhake hue peaks the. Gauri Khan, jo 50s mein thi, ek shant aur sambhali hui aurat thi, ne yeh retreat suggest kiya tha taaki ghar ke badhte hue tension se door ja sakein. Uska 26 saal ka beta, Aryan, graduation ke baad se bechain tha, aur apne papa Shah Rukh ke expectations se takra raha tha—unka latest jhagde ne family ko tod diya tha. Gauri ko umeed thi ki pahadon ki shanti un cheezon ko theek kar degi jo shabd nahi kar paaye the, Mumbai ke kabhi na rukne wale shor se door. Pehli raat hi shanti ka bharam toot gaya. Ek toofaan valley mein aaya, baarish ne khidkiyon par zor se maara aur power cut ho gaya. Andhera cabin ko nigal gaya, sirf fireplace ki chamakti roshni se thoda ujaala tha. Gauri apne kamre se nikli, ek silk robe uske jism ko chipka hua tha—uski curves halki si dikh rahi thi—uske khule baal aag ki roshni mein chamak rahe the. Woh blankets lene ke liye aage badhi, uski jasmine-musk khushboo Aryan ke paas se guzri jo couch par baitha tha. Uska haath uske arm ko chu gaya—ek pal ka touch jo uske naram skin aur uski garmi ko mehsoos kiya, kuch bijli si daud gayi.“Sorry yaar,” woh dheere se boli, uski awaaz saans jaisi halki thi.
“Koi baat nahi,” Aryan tez awaaz mein bola, aankhein aag par tikayi hui thi, andar uth rahi ajeeb garmi se lad raha tha—uski body mein ek halki si siharan thi jo woh samajh nahi paaya. Gauri blankets le kar wapas gayi, uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha, woh apne kaanpte haathon ke liye thand ko dosh de rahi thi.

 

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Chapter 1: Cabin Ka Aagosh!
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Himalayan cabin akele khada tha, uska wooden frame waqt ke saath purana ho gaya tha, chaaron taraf lambe pine trees aur dhund se dhake hue peaks the. Gauri Khan, jo 50s mein thi, ek shant aur sambhali hui aurat thi, ne yeh retreat suggest kiya tha taaki ghar ke badhte hue tension se door ja sakein. Uska 26 saal ka beta, Aryan, graduation ke baad se bechain tha, aur apne papa Shah Rukh ke expectations se takra raha tha—unka latest jhagde ne family ko tod diya tha. Gauri ko umeed thi ki pahadon ki shanti un cheezon ko theek kar degi jo shabd nahi kar paaye the, Mumbai ke kabhi na rukne wale shor se door. Pehli raat hi shanti ka bharam toot gaya. Ek toofaan valley mein aaya, baarish ne khidkiyon par zor se maara aur power cut ho gaya. Andhera cabin ko nigal gaya, sirf fireplace ki chamakti roshni se thoda ujaala tha. Gauri apne kamre se nikli, ek silk robe uske jism ko chipka hua tha—uski curves halki si dikh rahi thi—uske khule baal aag ki roshni mein chamak rahe the. Woh blankets lene ke liye aage badhi, uski jasmine-musk khushboo Aryan ke paas se guzri jo couch par baitha tha. Uska haath uske arm ko chu gaya—ek pal ka touch jo uske naram skin aur uski garmi ko mehsoos kiya, kuch bijli si daud gayi.“Sorry yaar,” woh dheere se boli, uski awaaz saans jaisi halki thi.
“Koi baat nahi,” Aryan tez awaaz mein bola, aankhein aag par tikayi hui thi, andar uth rahi ajeeb garmi se lad raha tha—uski body mein ek halki si siharan thi jo woh samajh nahi paaya. Gauri blankets le kar wapas gayi, uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha, woh apne kaanpte haathon ke liye thand ko dosh de rahi thi.

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Chapter 2: Jungle Ki Kheencha-Tani
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Subah tak toofaan shaant ho gaya, ek nazuk si shanti chhod kar. Woh jungle mein lakdi ke liye gaye, hawa mein geeli mitti aur pine ki khushboo thi. Gauri dhyan se chal rahi thi, uske boots geele zameen mein dhas rahe the, jabki Aryan aage badh raha tha, uski bechaini use dhakel rahi thi. Ek baarish se geela gaddha unhe gher liya—Gauri phisal gayi, uske arms mein gir gayi ek tez saans ke saath.“Dhyaan se!” Aryan chilla kar bola, uski awaaz chinta se bhari thi, haath uski kamar ko sambhalte hue, wahi ruk gaye—uski ungliyan uske geele shirt ke neeche uski naram skin ko chhoo rahi thi. Uski geeli shirt uske jism se chipak gayi, uske breasts ke outline saaf dikh rahe the, aur unki nazrein mil gayi—uski hairaan, uski kuch anjaan si.
“Shukriya,” woh dheere se boli, awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Chuppi lambi ho gayi, bhaari aur charged, jab tak woh peeche hati, gaal laal ho gaye.
“Hume wapas chalna chahiye,” woh boli.
Aryan ne sar hilaya, jabda sakht, lekin kuch manaa hua sa beej ug chuka tha—uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa junoon jag raha tha.Wapas cabin mein, walls tight feel kar rahe the. Us raat, Aryan shower ke baad nikla, shirtless, skin dim light mein chamak rahi thi—uski toned chest aur biceps roshni mein ubhar rahe the. Gauri, ek kaanpta wine glass haath mein liye, guzri aur ruk gayi, uski nazar uske jism par thami—uski pasine se chamakti skin aur uske tight abs par.“Mom?” usne dheere se poocha, awaaz mein kuch dhoondh raha tha.

“Mujhe—mujhe dekha nahi tha,” woh haklati hui boli, uski awaaz uske dil ko chhod rahi thi, uska chehra garam ho gaya.

Woh paas aaya, hawa bhaari ho gayi. “Mat roko,” woh dheere se bola, ek request mein kuch gehra tha. Gauri ke defenses toot gaye, aur unke honth mile—tez, desperate, uski narmi uski zaroorat mein ghul gayi—uske honth uske muh mein ghus gaye, uski zabaan uski zabaan se takra rahi thi, ek salty aur garam taste dono ko pagal kar raha tha.

“Yeh galat hai,” woh saans lete hue boli, aur bhag kar apne kamre mein chali gayi. Lekin uska taste—uski garmi, uski mardani khushboo—uske saath raha, uski neend ko chhedta hua.

 

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Chapter 3: Garam Pani Ke Saamne Hoor
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Din guzar gaye tension bhari nritya mein, bachne aur hone wali baat ke beech. Ek subah, Aryan ne Gauri ko ek chhupe hue garam pani ke jharne mein paya, uski nange badan ke charon taraf bhaanp uth raha tha—uske saanwle jism par pani ke boondein chamak rahi thi, uske choochiyon aur chootad ka shape paani mein saaf dikh raha tha. Woh sharma kar nahi hati; uski aankhon mein ek bold spark chamka, use challenge karte hue.“Yahan kya kar raha hai?” woh poochi, awaaz sakth thi par dil tez dhadak raha tha.

“Tujhe dekhna tha,” woh bola, nazar na hatate hue. Bina bole, usne apne kapde utaare—uski shirt ke neeche tight muscles aur uski jeans ke neeche strong thighs dikhayi diye—aur pani mein uske saath aa gaya, garmi unhe gher rahi thi.
Unka touch pehle duvidha me pada hua tha, uski ungliyan uske chaati ko chhoo rahi thi, uske honth uski gardan ko chu rahe the—phir bold ho gaya. Usne apne haath uske kandhe se neeche le jaakar uske chuchiyon ko pakda, unhe dabaya, aur uski ungliyan uske nipples ke charon taraf gol gol ghoomne lagi. Gauri ke muh se ek halki si siski nikli, uski aankhein band ho gayi.“Hume nahi karna chahiye,” woh saans lete hue boli, fir bhi woh aur nazdeek aayi, uska jism uske jism se chipak gaya—uski thighs uski kamar se ragad kha rahi thi.

“Lekin hum kar rahe hain,” woh dheere se bola, use phir se kiss karte hue—uske honth uske honthon ko choos rahe the, uska ek haath uski peeth se neeche slip karke uski chootad ko zor se dabaya, aur doosra haath uski thighs ke beech chala gaya, wahan garmi aur geelapan mehsoos karte hue. Pani ka Bhaanp unhe chhupa raha tha jab guilt desire ke saamne haar gayi.

Jharne mein, woh haar maan gyi—Gauri ne apne haath uske kandhe par rakhe aur uske upar chadh gayi, uski taangein uske kamar ke charon taraf lapet di, aur dono ek doosre mein kho gaye, paani ke chhinte unke jismon se takra rahe the. Raatien garam ho gayi. Candlelight mein, Gauri uske upar baithi, fur rug par, pehle ka shak ab door ki baat thi. Usne uske haath apni kamar par rakhe, unka rhythm badalta gaya—dheere, phir tez aur zaroorat se bhara. Usne apni shirt utari, uske choochiyan roshni mein nange chamak rahe the, aur Aryan ne apne haath wahan le jaakar unhe zor se dabaya, uske nipples ko apni ungliyon se masla jab tak Gauri ke muh se ek zor ki cheekh nahi nikli. Usne apni jeans bhi utar di, aur Gauri ne apne haath uske chaati se neeche le jaakar uski tight abs aur phir uski thighs tak chhoo liya, uska jism uske haathon ke neeche garam aur sakht tha.“Bol ki tu yeh chahti hai,” Aryan ne zor se kaha, awaaz rough thi, uska ek haath uski neck ko pakad kar use apne paas kheench raha tha.

“Haan chahti hoon,” woh saans lete hue boli, uski awaazein halki se tez hui—usne apni taangein kholi aur uske upar poori tarah chadh gayi, uska jism uske jism se ragad kha raha tha, uski garmi uske andar tak mehsoos ho rahi thi. Uski pakad tight ho gayi, chot dene wali, jab woh ek doosre mein ghul gaye—uske dhakke tez aur deep ho gaye, Gauri ke nakhun uski peeth mein ghus gaye, aur dono ki saansein ek saath chali, cabin ki deewaron se awaazein takra rahi thi. Har pal unhe aur nazdeek lata gaya, jungle bahar chupchap unke rishte ka gawah ban raha tha.

 

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Chapter 4: Toofaan Ka Saamna
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Unka safar us waqt apne charam par tha jab ek toofaan ne unhe trek ke dauran gher liya, unhe bina tayari ke pakad liya. Woh ek chhoti si gufa mein gir gaye, hawa cheekh rahi thi jab barf ne darwaza band kar diya. Ek saath blankets ke neeche, unke jism garmi ke liye ek doosre se chipke hue the, zaroorat desire mein badal rahi thi.“Hum freeze ho jaayenge agar paas nahi rahe,” Aryan bola, uski garam saans uske kaan par thi, uska haath uski peeth ko sehla raha tha.
“Thik hai,” Gauri ne sar hilaya, daant kaanp rahe the. Lekin thand jaldi hi gayab ho gayi, ek tez garmi ne uski jagah le li. Aryan ne use gufa ki deewar se chipka diya, uski taangein uske kamar ke charon taraf lapet gayi—usne uski shirt ke buttons khole, uske breasts ko nanga kiya, aur apna muh wahan le jaakar uski skin ko choosa, uske nipples ko apne daanton se halka sa kaat liya jab Gauri ke muh se ek zor ki siski nikli.
“Bol mujhe rukne ke liye,” woh garja, haath uske kapdon ke neeche ja rahe the—usne uski jeans kholi aur apna haath uski thighs ke beech daal diya, wahan ki garmi aur geelapan uske andar ek aag jaga raha tha.

“Mat ruk,” woh gidgidai, awaaz kacchi thi—usne apne haath uske shoulders par rakhe aur use apne aur kheench liya, uska jism uske jism se poori tarah chipak gaya. Unka milan primal, urgent tha—usne apni jeans utari, aur Gauri ne apne kapde bhi phenk diye, uska nanga jism barf ke saamne roshni mein chamak raha tha. Aryan ne use neeche lita diya, uske upar chadh gaya, uske haath uski wrists ko pakad kar upar kiye, aur apne dhakkon tez aur deep kar diye—har ek move ke saath Gauri ka jism hil raha tha, uski saansein tez aur awaazein gufa mein goonj rahi thi. Usne apni taangein uske kamar par aur tight kiya, uske nakhun uski peeth mein ghus gaye, aur dono ek doosre mein kho gaye—ek toofaan aur unhe sata rahe taboo ke khilaaf bagawat. Thandi duniya gayab ho rahi thi jab tak woh dono ek saath peak par nahi pahunch gaye, unki awaazein ek saath gufa mein chhayi.Toofaan ruk gaya, aur woh cabin wapas aaye, unki chuppi bhaari thi. Shah Rukh ka call aaya, uski awaaz static mein crackle kar rahi thi. “Sab thik hai wahan?” woh chinta se poocha.

Gauri ki awaaz kaanpi jab usne jhoot bola, “Haan, sab thik hai. Bas thoda bura mausam tha.” Aryan ki possessive nazar use pareshan kar rahi thi—uske dil mein ab bhi wahi garmi thi jo gufa mein jali thi. Usne phone rakha, uski nazar se bachti hui, ek bina bola sawaal unke beech latka hua tha: kya woh pehle jaisa wapas ja sakte hain? Jungle ne unka raaz rakha, uska jungli aagosh chhodne se inkaar kar raha tha.

 

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Mast ja rhi hai story

 

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Chapter 5: Jungle Ka Bojh
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Cabin chupchap khada tha jab woh jaane ke liye pack kar rahe the, Himalayan hawa sardi ke waade ke saath kaat rahi thi. Gauri kapde mechanically fold kar rahi thi, jabki Aryan khidki ke paas ruk kar pedon ko dekh raha tha.“Ab kya hoga?” usne poocha, uski awaaz chuppi ko todti hui.
“Hum wapas jaayenge,” woh dheere se boli, shabd khaali the.

“Aur hum?” Uski nazrein use chhed rahi thi, aur zyada maang rahi thi.
Woh palti, uski ungliyan uske haath ko chu gayi—ek pal ka touch jo unki sachchai se bhaari tha, uski jism ab bhi uske haathon ki garmi yaad kar rahi thi. Woh jeep mein baith gaye, sadak us duniya ki taraf ja rahi thi jo samajh nahi sakti, unhe hamesha ke liye jungle ke mazboot pakad mein uljha kar chhod diya.

 

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Hope you enjoy the story till now. Will post more updates soon ..

 

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Chapter 6: Vaapas Aana
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Mumbai ki garmi Gauri aur Aryan par bhaari pad rahi thi jab woh gaadi se utre, Himalayas ki sardi se bilkul alag. Unka bada sa makaan saamne khada tha, sheeshe ki khidkiyon mein sheher ki bheed-bhaad wali roshni chamak rahi thi.
Shah Rukh Khan ne darwaze par unka swagat kiya, haath khule hue aur chehre par ek garam muskaan.“Swagat hai, tum dono! Safar kaisa tha?”

Shah Rukh ne poocha, Gauri ko gale lagate hue.“Taazgi bhara tha,” Gauri ne jawab diya, awaaz mein thairav, par andar ek toofan chal raha tha. Uski nazar ek pal ke liye Aryan par gayi, phir jaldi se hat gayi.“Haan, Papa, accha laga door jaake,” Aryan bola, apne bag ka strap sudharte hue, andaaz aam sa rakhte hue. Par andar se uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.

Himalayas ke sunsaan jhopdi ki yaadein—chhupe hue chhuan, dheere se kahi kasmein, Gauri ke jism ki garmi uske saath—use chipki hui thi jaise koi doosra jism.
Kuch din tak, woh roz ki zindagi mein wapas aane ki koshish karte rahe.

Gauri ne khud ko ghar sambhalne aur samajik ghumakkadi mein vyast rakha, jabki Aryan apne kaam ke lakshya mein dilchaspi dikhane ka natak karta raha. Par har saath wali jagah mein ek ansuna tanav tha.

Khaane ke mez par bartan aage badhate waqt unki ungliyan chhoo jati, chingariyan udti.

Baithak mein ek lambi nazar bahut kuch keh jati. Jo josh unhone chhoda tha, woh thanda hone se inkaar kar raha tha. Ek raat, Shah Rukh der raat ki film shooting ke liye gaya.

Ghar shant ho gaya, sirf sheher ki gungan bahar se sunai de rahi thi. Aryan ke pair use Gauri ke sone ke kamre ke darwaze tak le gaye. Usne dheere se khatkhataaya. “Mom, andar aa sakta hoon?” uski awaaz dheemi aur jaldi wali thi.Gauri ne kitaab se upar dekha, dil dhadakne laga. “Aryan, raat ho gayi hai. Kya baat hai?” Woh andar aaya, darwaza dheere se band karte hue. “Main soch raha hoon… humare baare mein.” Gauri ke haath kaanp gaye jab usne kitaab side mein rakhi. “Aryan, hum yahan nahi kar sakte. Tere papa…” “Par mujhe tumhari zaroorat hai,” Aryan ne kaha, unke beech ka faasla khatam karte hue.

“Please, sirf ek baar aur.”Gauri ka sankalp hil gaya, uski aankhon mein wahi chahat dikh rahi thi. Woh khadi hui, aur ek pal mein, woh ek doosre se takra gaye—honth takra rahe the, haath ek doosre ko pakad rahe the. Kapde jaldi se phenk diye gaye, aur woh bistar par gir gaye, jism bechain pyaar mein ulajh gaye. Aryan ke haath uske roop par ghum rahe the, Gauri ke honthon se dheemi siskariyan nikal rahi thi. “Oh, Aryan,” woh dheemi awaaz mein boli, “yeh galat hai, par itna accha lag raha hai.”

“Hmm, Mom, tum kitni sundar ho,” woh dheemi awaaz mein bola, uski gardan ko chumte hue, phir neeche chhati tak gaya. Usne ek chhati ka uchaan muh mein liya, dheere se chusna shuru kiya, aur Gauri uske saath khinch gayi.“Ahh, haan, aise hi,” Gauri ne siskari bhari, ungliyan uske baalon mein.

Woh irade se aage badh raha tha, har dhakka gahra aur maksad se bhara, bistar cheekh raha tha. Unki awaazein kamre mein bhar gayi—Gauri ki saans bhari “Ohh,” Aryan ka toota hua “Hmm”—nishedh pyaar ka ek milan. Jab woh saath mein charam par pahunche, Gauri ne cheekh kar bola, “Oh my God, Aryan!” aur woh siskarta hua, “Mom, I love you” dono ke jism ek saath kaanp rahe the. Baad mein, woh ulajh kar pade rahe, saans tez, jaante hue ki woh ek talwar ki dhaar par chal rahe hain, par us aag ke saamne bebas the.​