Lesbianfreedom Stories

She kavya was a wife, not a woman. Obeyed, not desired. Until Aarati looked at her-like she was made of fire, not silence. She was brave , independent,strong yet hide something behind this armor how this armor breaks & the real arati appears the she wanted from years ....... A slow-burn story of forbidden glances, aching hunger, and the first time someone ever asked to touch her soul.