Adultery Bound by Storm: Urvashi's Journey into Forbidden

[Paty@123]

Along with erotic scenes story updation is als required

[Kamuk Insaan]

Wow!!! can't wait to see pallavi enjoy more of these thrilling moments with zaid in the remaining two days of her wedding festivities... 

who knows if she'll get to have this kind of experience after she's married!

[untamable_rohini]

Hi Guys,

Need some favour, suggest few plots to continue the storyline. I am kinda stuck in the situation here.

[Rakul1985]

Hi Guys,

Need some favour, suggest few plots to continue the storyline. I am kinda stuck in the situation here.

Fantastic Story line.
I love the track of Urvashi and Said when they have to maitain professionalism and have sex by hiding from her husband.
I was expecting they will have more fun at his House and his friend Sohel also will get a chance to his hands dirty with Urvashi for threesome or just affair. Whenever her husband is not there Zaid and or Sohel will move I'm to her flat and have fun. Zaid can request Urvashi for Suhaagrat at her flat and plan honeymoon trips with her. No involving dirty people of disgusting acts.
Meanwhile Zaid continues to fuck Pallavi after marriage as well. Later both sister can know it and they share him happily with each other while Urvashi gets the priority and dominance.
Please do not bring pregnancy and kids in between.
Pallavi flashback and Urvashi flashback with their BFs can be added and Pallavi will continue to fuck more people at workplace but Urvashi will be very choosy. She is Pativrata with 2 husbands and with permission on 2nd husband only she will get fucked by someone.

[Rakul1985]

Hi Guys,

Need some favour, suggest few plots to continue the storyline. I am kinda stuck in the situation here.

Please come back

[untamable_rohini]

"Pallavi, I'm a beast and you are a goddess, how can I leave without a complete experience."

“You’ll get you fair chance Zaid” she kissed him on the lips and started getting dressed, she looked for every trace of their encounter and made herself clean and ready for going back to the resort collecting the lehenga from the tailor

They reached the resort at around 9 PM and Urvashi was annoyed.
“Where have you been guys, everybody is asking about the dulhan, eager to meet you and I don’t have any answer to them”. Said urvashi

“Didi, tailor took so much time in completing, we were just waiting outside his shop, but finally he made it like I wanted it to be” Pallavi replied

“Yeah Urvashi, it was fitting so perfectly, good work by tailor” Zaid pitched in

“I’ll deal with you separately Zaid, let’s go now, meet with the guests”

They went their separate path, Zaid went to his room to get relaxed after such a tiring fuck with Pallavi. Urvashi & Pallavi were enjoying the function along with their bhabhi Rashi

After around 1 hour, Zaid got a message from Pallavi

“Come for dinner”

“You continue, I want to eat non veg and you all are vegetarian”
Zaid lazily glanced at his phone, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as he read Pallavi's message. He had to admit, the girl had a way of keeping things interesting. He stretched and decided to join the dinner, curious about what the night had in store.
As Zaid made his way to the dining area, the air was filled with the enticing aroma of spices and the lively chatter of guests. Urvashi, spotting him, shot a stern look, a silent warning for his tardiness. Zaid responded with an innocent grin, acknowledging the impending scolding he was likely to receive later.
Pulling a chair and stealing a quick glance at the delectable spread of dishes, Zaid couldn't help but ask, "So, what's on the menu?"
Urvashi gestured towards the array of dishes. "Chicken curry, mutton biryani, and some succulent kebabs. The works, just in vegetarian forms."
Zaid's eyes lit up with excitement. "Now we're talking." He then playfully looked at Urvashi and asked, "When would I get a chance to eat you?"
Urvashi's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as Zaid's playful remark caught her off guard. She quickly looked around, ensuring that no one was within earshot, and whispered, "Zaid, please! Someone might hear."
Zaid, undeterred by her attempt to hush the conversation, leaned in with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Come on, Urvashi, don't be so shy. I was just talking about the delicious dishes here. What were you thinking?"
Urvashi couldn't help but chuckle at Zaid's antics, realizing he had a knack for turning even the simplest conversations into playful banter. "You and your way with words. Just focus on enjoying the food, okay?"
Zaid grinned, enjoying the subtle exchange. "Alright, alright. I'll save my poetic moments for a more private setting. Let's feast now."
After the lively dinner, Zaid couldn't resist the temptation to extend the night's adventure. With a sly grin, he leaned towards Urvashi and whispered, "How about a rendezvous later tonight? When the moon is high, and the world is asleep, just you and me."

Urvashi, caught off guard, felt a subtle thrill at the proposal. She hesitated for a moment, glancing around to make sure no prying eyes were nearby. "Late at night? Are you trying to turn this into a Bollywood movie?" she teased, a playful glint in her eyes.
Zaid, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, responded, "Why not? Just like we did it that one memorable night back. It could be our little secret rendezvous, a sequel to our midnight escapade."

Urvashi chuckled, realizing Zaid's flair for turning ordinary moments into intriguing adventures. "Do you have anything specific in mind?”

As Zaid and Urvashi exchanged conspiratorial whispers, Rashi, with a casual smile, sauntered over to them. "What's the secret conversation about you two? Planning a covert mission?" she teased, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
Urvashi, caught slightly off guard, laughed, "Oh, nothing like that, Rashi. Just discussing the finer points of midnight snacking, you know how it is."
Rashi, with a playful smirk, raised an eyebrow. "Midnight snacking, huh? Are you sure it's just about food?" She glanced between them, subtly hinting at a deeper connection.
Zaid, always ready with a quick comeback, chimed in, "Rashi, my dear bhabhi, you have such an imaginative mind. We're simply plotting a night of harmless fun, nothing scandalous."
Rashi chuckled, deciding to play along. "Well, as long as it's all innocent. But if I find out you're up to some mischief, you'll have some explaining to do."
The trio shared a light-hearted laugh, but Rashi's lingering gaze hinted that she might be onto something more than just "midnight snacking." The intrigue added an unexpected twist to their playful conversation, leaving Zaid and Urvashi with a shared secret and a hint of mystery in the air.

With the night's festivities winding down, the chaos gradually subsided, and a sense of tranquility settled over the venue. Laughter echoed less, and the vibrant colors of celebration gave way to the serene hues of the night. One by one, guests retired to their rooms, carrying with them the echoes of joy and the promise of more celebrations in the days to come.

In the night, Zaid on receiving Urvashi's mysterious message, felt a surge of excitement as he left his room. From his balcony, he spotted Urvashi heading towards the garden. Deciding to follow, he made his way down the stairs. However, his plans took an unexpected turn when he noticed Pallavi trailing behind Urvashi.

To avoid a potentially awkward encounter, Zaid quickly assessed his surroundings and, in a spontaneous move, leaned on the door of a nearby room and slipped inside. The door clicked softly behind him as he found himself in an unfamiliar space.
The room's ambiance was dim, casting a soft glow, and as Zaid entered, he was met with a surprising sight

Inside the room, A lady was changing her saree, her back was facing the door. She had removed her ivory blouse and was in the process of removing her bra, which was still hooked. As she reached for the clasp, her saree, which was dbangd around her torso, slipped from her grasp. Zaid could only watch, stunned, as the silken fabric gracefully fell to the ground. He stood there watching, unable to stop the scene before him.
She was unaware of Zaid's presence, and continued changing her clothes without any hesitation; she unclasped her bra and slipped it out from her shoulders.
Zaid tried to move but his feet remained frozen. His eyes roamed her bare back, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of her flawless skin.
She is now completely bare chested. Her ample bosom was facing away the doorway and the dim lighting of the room cast a soft glow on her breasts. The view was absolutely breathtaking.
As if in a trance, he couldn't tear his eyes away.

[Rakul1985]

Fantastic Going.
Looks Rashi is gonna get fucked her brains out with Zaid.
And this character in end is HER.
Zaid with 3 Damsels in marriage function is awesome.

[Redbull_69]

Uff Awesome waiting eagerly for next update...

[Rakul1985]

Btw, does the story have any real touch or about author?
Or its fully fictional work ?

[untamable_rohini]

Btw, does the story have any real touch or about author?
Or its fully fictional work ?

Few characters and incidents are real, rest is fiction.

[Rakul1985]

Few characters and incidents are real, rest is fiction.

Please can you DM or tell here which is real part in it ?

[untamable_rohini]

As if in a trance, he couldn't tear his eyes away. She turned to pick up her night dress when he saw her face, it's Rashi.

Zaid's eyes widened, a million thoughts running through his head as he watched Rashi. She was beautiful, more than he ever imagined. His heart raced and his mouth went dry. She was milky fair in complexion and her breasts were big and full, with perky pink nipples that pointed towards the front. His blood was racing and he could feel the warmth spreading across his cheeks and neck.
He stood motionless, not knowing what to do, his mind reeling. Should I announce my presence? He wondered. Should I leave?
She looked up and they locked eyes. A startled cry escaped her lips and she dropped her nightdress, covering her breasts. "Oh my god," she exclaimed. "Who are you?"
He could hear the shock in her voice. "I-uh, I'm sorry, I was looking for the restroom. The door opened, and I-um, I'm really sorry," he stammered, embarrassed. He averted his gaze, looking away from her, not wanting to appear disrespectful. With one hand Rashi switched on the light and says "Zaid?, what are you doing here"?
He turned his gaze to meet hers, and as he looked into her deep brown eyes, he felt a surge of heat wash over him.
"Rashi, I'm so sorry. I didn't know this was your room," he replied, feeling awkward.

Rashi continued to stare at Zaid, a mix of shock and disbelief evident in her eyes. The room was filled with an awkward silence as Zaid struggled to find the right words to explain himself.
Rashi, her face still flushed with embarrassment, managed to compose herself and asked, "Zaid, how long have you been standing there?" Her tone was a combination of surprise and a hint of irritation.
Zaid, still feeling the heat on his cheeks, cleared his throat nervously before responding, "I... I just got here. I was looking for the restroom, and the door opened, and I... I didn't realize it was your room." He avoided direct eye contact, unable to shake off the embarrassment of the situation.
Rashi crossed her arms over her chest, still using her nightdress as makeshift coverage. "Looking for the restroom? In my room?" She raised an eyebrow, skepticism coloring her voice. "How did you even end up here?"
Zaid scratched his head, searching for a reasonable explanation. "I must have taken a wrong turn in this unfamiliar place. I apologize, Rashi. I didn't mean to intrude or anything. I'll just... I'll leave now."
Rashi sighed, a mixture of annoyance and amusement in her expression. "Well, next time, knock before entering. It's a basic rule of privacy, you know." She walked over to pick up her fallen nightdress, maintaining a careful distance from Zaid.
Zaid nodded, still avoiding eye contact. "I'm really sorry, Rashi. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
Rashi softened a bit, realizing Zaid's embarrassment. "Just be more careful next time, okay? Now, excuse me while I get dressed."
Rashi, still adjusting her nightdress, turned to face Zaid with a mix of curiosity and a hint of concern. "So, Zaid, what exactly did you see?" Her tone was measured, and her eyes searched his face for any signs of deceit.
Zaid, feeling a bit more composed but still visibly embarrassed, took a deep breath before responding, "I... I didn't mean to invade your privacy, Rashi. I walked in, and you were changing your saree. I saw... well, I saw you unclasping your bra, and the saree slipped off. I didn't mean to watch, it just happened, and I couldn't move."
Rashi's expression shifted from curiosity to a mix of understanding and amusement. "Well, that's quite an accidental entrance," she remarked, a small smile playing on her lips. "I suppose you got more than you bargained for, huh?"
Zaid nodded, his cheeks still tinged with embarrassment. "Yes, and I'm genuinely sorry about it. I never intended for any of this to happen. I should have knocked or double-checked the room."

Rashi, after a moment of silence, couldn't help but add a teasing tone to her voice as she finished adjusting her nightdress. "So, Zaid, did you like what you saw?" Her eyebrows raised, and she smirked, gauging his reaction.
Zaid, caught off guard by the question, stammered a bit before responding, "I... I didn't mean to intrude, Rashi. It's not about whether I liked it or not. It was an accident, really."
Rashi chuckled, enjoying the discomfort in Zaid's response. "Relax, Zaid. I'm just pulling your leg. I know it was unintentional. But seriously, a little compliment wouldn't hurt. I put on quite a show, didn't I?"
Zaid blushed even more, trying to find the right words. "Uh, well, you're beautiful, Rashi. I really didn't mean to invade your privacy. It was a complete accident.”

Rashi: (smirking) Oh, come on, Zaid. Accidents happen, but you can't deny you got a front-row seat to my impromptu fashion show. Did you like what you saw?
Zaid: (blushing) I... Well, you're beautiful, Rashi, but that's not the point. I'm genuinely sorry for barging in like that.
Rashi: (teasingly) No need to be so serious, Zaid. It's not every day someone stumbles upon me changing. Consider yourself lucky, in a weird way. Now tell

Zaid: (hesitating) Rashi, it's hard to put into words. When I saw you changing, I felt this mix of astonishment and embarrassment. Your back, it was like a canvas, and I couldn't help but notice the graceful curves. As you unclasped your bra, time seemed to slow down, and I found myself captivated by the sight of your bare chest. The warmth in the room, the soft glow on your skin – it was like an art unfolding before my eyes.
Rashi: (listening intently) Go on, Zaid. How did it make you feel? And do you talk to your friends in such a graceful language when you describe a girl?
Zaid: (blushing) Honestly, it was an overwhelming mix of admiration and, well, desire. I know it sounds cliché, but you looked... breathtaking. My heart raced, my breath caught in my throat, and I couldn't look away. But at the same time, I felt guilty, like I had invaded your personal space.
Zaid has started casting his spell,

Rashi: (smirking) Well, I must say, Zaid, you're quite the poet.

Rashi, a playful glint in her eyes, leaned against the dresser and asked, "So, Zaid, do you want to see more?" She raised an eyebrow, curiosity dancing in her gaze.
Zaid, a sly grin forming on his face, responded with a hint of mischief, "Well, it's not about what I want, Rashi. It's about respecting your privacy. But if you insist on showcasing more of your fashion expertise, who am I to decline such a unique experience?"
Rashi chuckled, enjoying the banter, "Smooth, Zaid. Very smooth. But remember, I can always make you regret those words."
Rashi, still maintaining a playful demeanor, looked at Zaid with a mock serious expression. "Zaid, imagine if I were to shout right now and call everyone. What do you think would happen?"
Zaid, his eyes widening at the thought, responded quickly, "Oh, please, Rashi, don't do that. It was an honest mistake, and I'm already embarrassed enough. I didn't mean to intrude, and I really don't want this to turn into a big scene."
Rashi laughed, enjoying Zaid's unease, "Relax, Zaid. I'm just teasing you”

Rashi, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, decided to turn the unexpected situation into a playful moment. She picked up her phone from the bed, dropped the nightdress she was holding, and clicked a mirror selfie of her exposed body. With a daring smile, she sent the photo to her husband along with a message, "Still up for drinks, or do you want to come and love me? Your choice." Rashi's phone buzzed with a quick response from her husband. "On my way. Can't resist an invitation like that," he replied. Rashi couldn't help but smile.

[untamable_rohini]

Hi Guys,
Do let me know if you liked the story so far? Next part is very interesting, need comments from you guys!

Also feel free to add images/gifs to give a visual flavor to the story, please.

[abcturbine]

Wonderful writings dear.....
Superb plot...
Keep rocking......

[Rakul1985]

Oh fuck . Rashi is gonna do voyeurism show for Zaid.
I thought Zaid will take her today but delayed by sometime.

[Rakul1985]

Hi Guys,
Do let me know if you liked the story so far? Next part is very interesting, need comments from you guys!

Also feel free to add images/gifs to give a visual flavor to the story, please.

Explain more about Rashi, her past sexcapades before and after marriage, her assets, her fantasies.
Adding irrelevant images will make it irritating.
Content should look so real and practical that people wait for next episode otherwise it becomes routine ?

[untamable_rohini]

Explain more about Rashi, her past sexcapades before and after marriage, her assets, her fantasies.
Adding irrelevant images will make it irritating.
Content should look so real and practical that people wait for next episode otherwise it becomes routine ?

Thanks for the suggestion, will write a character sketch of all the main characters soon, ideas are welcome

I want readers to add relevant images only, relatable to what's happening in the story

[Rakul1985]

Thanks for the suggestion, will write a character sketch of all the main characters soon, ideas are welcome

I want readers to add relevant images only, relatable to what's happening in the story

Desperate Readers will make it dirty. If you have relevant or real images then you should add.

[untamable_rohini]

Rashi when Zaid entered the room

[untamable_rohini]

Rashi, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, decided to turn the unexpected situation into a playful moment. She picked up her phone from the bed, dropped the nightdress she was holding, and clicked a mirror selfie of her exposed body. With a daring smile, she sent the photo to her husband along with a message, "Still up for drinks, or do you want to come and love me? Your choice." Rashi's phone buzzed with a quick response from her husband. "On my way. Can't resist an invitation like that," he replied. Rashi couldn't help but smile.



Rashi, feeling the thrill of the moment, turned to Zaid with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Zaid, this just got interesting. How about you hide in the wardrobe? You'll get a front-row seat to a real-life drama," she suggested, a playful smirk on her lips.
Zaid, caught off guard by the proposition, hesitated before responding, "Uh, Rashi, I don't think that's a good idea. I mean, I don't want to intrude any further, and this is a private moment between you and your husband."
Rashi laughed, "Come on, Zaid, it's all in good fun. Think of it as a unique experience. Plus, it's my idea. If I'm okay with it, why not?"
Rashi, with a playful yet cunning tone, leaned in closer to Zaid. "Zaid, if you're not in that wardrobe when my husband arrives, I might have to get creative with my storytelling skills. Imagine explaining to everyone how you accidentally stumbled into my room during a wardrobe malfunction. It could get awkward, don't you think?"
Zaid, now feeling a bit cornered, raised an eyebrow, "Rashi, you can't be serious. That's a bit much."
Rashi chuckled, "Oh, lighten up, Zaid. It's all in good fun, remember? I'm just giving you a taste of what could happen if you don't play along. Don't worry; I won't actually shout. But a little harmless teasing can be fun, don't you think?"
Zaid, sensing the playfulness but also the underlying threat, sighed, "Fine, Rashi. I'll go along with it”
Rashi grinned, "That's the spirit, Zaid. Now, enjoy the show and remember, this is our little secret."
As Zaid reluctantly entered the wardrobe, Rashi couldn't help but revel in the mischievous game she had orchestrated, eager to see how the evening would unfold.
Her husband comes after few minutes and knocks the door, Rashi has wore her nightdress by the time she opens the door, Rashi, with a seductive smile, greets him with a hug and a kiss,
Rashi: "Finally, you're here, handsome. I've been waiting for you." He straight away held her by her waist and started kissing her passionately,
"Are you okay, baby? You didn't have too much to drink, did you?", Rashi asked, gently brushing his cheek.
He smiled, "No, I'm fine, baby. Just had a few beers with the guys. But I'm here now, and I'm ready to give you all my attention." He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. She started unbuttoning his shirt while he kissed her neck and shoulders, leaving a trail of goosebumps on her skin.
As he removed his shirt, she kissed his nipples and ran her hands over his bare chest. She continued unbuckling his belt and pulled his pants down, revealing his tight boxer, and her palms were starting to sweat as she knew someone else is in the room is watching them. She pulled down his boxer to reveal his semi erect cock and immediately took him in her mouth, gently sucking his tip and licking his shaft, coaxing his erection. He moaned in pleasure, grabbing a fistful of her hair as she pleasured him. He was totally naked and in a jiffy he removed her night dress to reveal her red panty. She was not wearing any bra and he admired her milky white breast. His eyes roamed her bare body and she felt her skin burn under his gaze.
As they both lay on the bed, he kissed her passionately and ran his hands over her body, caressing every inch of her skin. Zaid saw how beautiful and sculpted Rashi was below waist, he was hard already watching them but can't do anything.
Rashi moaned as her husband traced her curves, exploring every part of her. His fingers teased her nipple, pinching and rubbing it, causing a shiver to run through her body. He then kissed his way down to her belly button, his tongue leaving a wet trail on her skin.
Zaid watched as Rashi's husband slowly moved down and removed her panty revealing her pussy with neatly trimmed hairs. She was completely naked and she could feel her cheeks burning as she lay bare before him. Zaid's eyes were glued to the sight before him, a mixture of excitement and arousal coursing through his body. He couldn't move his eyes away as he watched Rashi's husband gently spread her legs apart, exposing her glistening pink folds.
Rashi gasped as her husband's fingers brushed her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body and she kissed him passionately.
His tongue darted into her mouth, and he explored every inch of it. Their tongues entwined in a passionate dance as their bodies pressed together, their naked skin rubbing against each other. She brought his cock near her boobs and started rubbing his tip on her nipples and placed it  between her boobs and pressed them tightly to form a tight gap and started rubbing her breast up and down. He was enjoying this as he tried to get hard but his penis was not getting stiff
He moved down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting it gently.
"Ahh.. yes," moaned Rashi as he continued his assault on her nipple.
Her hands roamed his back, pulling him closer as her hips bucked, desperate for more contact.
"Fuck me," she breathed.
He released her nipple and looked at her. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.
She nodded, her eyes dark with lust.
He positioned himself on top of her, his cock poised at her entrance.
"Please," she whispered, her body trembling with anticipation. He again failed to enter her.
"You're not hard," she said.
"I'm trying," he replied.
He took his cock and rubbed it on her clit and then her pussy, trying to get hard.
Rashi, getting impatient, took his cock in her mouth and sucked and licked it and played with the foreskin and rolled it between her lips. After a couple minutes, she got tired of trying to make him hard and she pushed him away and lay on her back.
"This is not working," she said, frustrated.
"Just give me a minute," he replied, his voice strained.
She turned to the side, her eyes darting towards the wardrobe where Zaid was hiding.
"What are you looking at?" asked her husband.
"Nothing," she replied.
But Zaid could feel the heat emanating from her body, the desire burning in her eyes.
"I need a cock in me," she said.
"Give me a minute, I'm trying," replied her husband.
"You're not trying hard enough," she retorted.
He leaned over and kissed her.
"I want to fuck you so badly," he said.
"Then do it," she replied, her eyes flashing with challenge. He looked at her and sighed, his eyes filled with disappointment.
"I'm sorry," he said.
Rashi's frustration reached its peak leaving her visibly irritated. She took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, but the annoyance was evident in her voice.
Rashi: (exasperated) Seriously? Again? How many times does this have to happen?
Husband: (apologetic) I'm sorry, baby. I don't know what's going on.
Rashi: (sarcastically) Oh, you don't know? Surprise, surprise. This is not the first time, and I doubt it'll be the last. Maybe it's time for you to figure it out.
Husband: It's not like I'm doing this on purpose, Rashi.
Rashi: (mockingly) Of course not. Because that would require some effort, wouldn't it?
Husband: Can we not do this right now? I'm already embarrassed.
Rashi: Embarrassed? You think you're embarrassed? Try being in my shoes. I can't remember the last time we had a normal, satisfying night.
Husband:I understand, Rashi. I'll try to figure this out.
Rashi: "Try"? That's rich. You've been trying for ages, and what has changed? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Husband: This is not helping, Rashi. Can we talk about it calmly?
Rashi: Calmly? You want calm after all this time? I've been patient, understanding, and what do I get in return? This.
Husband: I know it's frustrating, but insulting me won't solve anything.
Rashi: Maybe if you had a fraction of the frustration I have, things would be different. I need some time alone. Just leave the room.
Husband: Fine, if that's what you want.
Rashi: (sarcastically) Oh, how generous of you to grant me my wish. Just go, and let me have some peace. Maybe I'll actually get some sleep tonight.
Husband, defeated and dejected, wearing his clothes reluctantly and left the room as Rashi simmered in her frustration. Zaid was looking at all this drama hiding in the wardrobe and was unsure what he should do now. Rashi was still naked all this time and was visibly frustrated. Just then Zaid’s phone started ringing, he quickly silenced the call and thanked god that it didn’t ring a few minutes earlier else it would have been a disaster for him. It was Urvashi calling him and Rashi opened the wardrobe and saw Urvashi's name on the phone. She told him to answer the phone, Zaid was hesitant and afraid in this tricky situation and clueless on what to do. Rashi again pinched him to answer the phone and he picked the call