Adultery Antarvasana: The Forbidden Fire – *** Varnika's First Surrender ***

[shailu4ever]

Abhi’s heart raced

He could feel the heat of her body,


Could almost taste the tension in the space between them.

The silence was charged,

Filled with the possibility of something wild and irresistible.

With deliberate slowness,

She tilted her head,

Her lips brushing against his with the lightest touch

As if to remind him of how close they were, and how far away.

He felt the soft, fluttering warmth of her mouth

And it drove him wild,

Igniting a fire deep inside him that threatened to take control.

And then, as if she couldn’t stand the teasing any longer,

She closed the distance, pressing her lips to his with a gentle, yet insistent pressure.

Her mouth parted slightly, an invitation, a game.

Abhi couldn’t resist the pull of her, he responded immediately,

His lips parting to meet hers, but there was more to this kiss than just passion.

This kiss

This exchange, was playful, 

A dance

A challenge.

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[shailu4ever]

With a teasing grin, Madhavi slid the chewed roti from her mouth to his.


Her tongue sliding across his lips in a swift, almost daring move.

The heat of the food mingled with the sweetness of her kiss

And Abhi couldn’t help but moan, the unexpectedness of it making his pulse spike.

Her tongue twirled around his.

The sensation of the food mixing with the softness of her mouth making his head spin.

It wasn’t just the roti, it was the delicious, naughty exchange of flavor, of breath, of shared desire.

Her lips locked with his again, and this time, Abhi couldn’t hold back.

His tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring every corner,

As if searching for more, greedy for her taste, for the warmth she promised.

He wasn’t looking for the roti anymore

He was looking for her, tasting her, getting lost in her.

His hands found her waist, gripping her tighter, pulling her flush against him.

There was no more teasing now

This was need, this was hunger, this was an intensity that he couldn’t hide.

His tongue danced with hers,

Urging her to deepen the kiss

To play with him even more.

The slow, deliberate way their mouths moved together sent shocks of desire through him

and he could feel his control slipping away with each passing moment.

Madhavi responded with equal eagerness.

Her arms winding around his neck, her body pressing closer to his.

She kissed him back, not gently, but with a heat that matched his own, a playful,

Almost daring urgency.

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She nipped at his lower lip, her teeth grazing his skin in a way that made him groan softly.

There was nothing slow or tender about this kiss now;

It was hungry, wild, and full of the electricity that had been building between them from the very start.

Abhi could feel the fire of her breath against his skin,

the pressure of her lips against his with a delicious, teasing force.

The way their mouths moved together now was pure, unadulterated heat

Every press, every caress, a quiet promise of more.

He could feel her pulse quicken, the subtle shiver that ran through her as their kiss deepened,

Her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him closer, daring him to take this to the next level.

It was playful, yes, but it was also raw

This moment between them felt as if the world had disappeared,

Leaving only the two of them suspended in this sweet, tantalizing madness.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing heavily,

Their chests rising and falling with the shared intensity of the kiss.

Madhavi’s lips were swollen, her eyes bright with mischief,

A lazy smile curving up the corners of her mouth.

She looked at him like she knew exactly what he was thinking,

and that made everything more dangerous, more exciting.

Abhi’s voice came out low

Rough with desire, and a touch of playful challenge. “You’re trouble, you know that?” he murmured, a grin tugging at his lips.

Madhavi’s smile deepened,

Her eyes gleaming with that same wicked playfulness. “Oh, I know,” she whispered back

Her voice a sultry tease. “But you wouldn’t want me any other way, would you?”

Their gazes locked, both of them suspended in that brief moment of shared understanding, of playful hunger that neither of them could deny.

The air around them still buzzed with the leftover electricity of their kiss,

Their shared laughter mingling with the heat that burned between them

An unspoken promise of more to come,

More teasing, more playing… until neither of them could resist any longer.

 “That was…” Abhi started, but his voice trailed off, too full of feeling to continue.
 
Madhavi smiled softly,

Her eyes half-lidded, as if she, too, was struggling to put the moment into words. “Yes,” she said,

Her voice barely more than a whisper. “It was.”

They leaned back slightly, the tension still thick,

But a smile danced on both their lips, the room charged with something new

A promise of more to come,

But for now, content to simply savor the moment they had shared.

[Yash121]

Madhvi is more bold than meghna...

[Kamandalam]

Madhvi is more bold than meghna...

Agreed. And it's time.fo Abhi to shift gears and take control

[shailu4ever]

Madhvi is more bold than meghna...

Hi Yash121

Thanks again for your feedback and comments.  I truly appreciate

You're absolutely right, Madhavi is definitely bolder than Meghna. 

That contrast is very intentional, and you'll see even more of Madhavi's boldness as the story unfolds. 

Her character really begins to shine in the upcoming chapters!

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Agreed. And it's time.fo Abhi to shift gears and take control

Hi Kamandalam

Yes, Abhi will definitely change and start getting bolder.

You might’ve already noticed signs of that in the earlier updates.

From here on, he only gets more confident and takes more control. 

The shift is coming!

Thank you so much for your comments

These comments really mean a lot and keep me motivated.

Please keep sending your thoughts and feedback, I truly enjoy reading them!


-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Hi everyone,

Sorry!

I'm feeling quite exhausted today. I haven’t had enough sleep lately. 

I’m planning to head to bed early tonight. Sorry for keeping you waiting.

I’ll try my best to get the updates to you tomorrow.

Whatever I have posted earlier was just the beginning of their romantic dinner.


What happens next

How the evening unfolds

Will be an exquisite scene to read.

But trust me, the next update will bring specy scenes between Madhavi and Abhi.


-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Concluding the Dinner

The soft clinking of plates and glasses faded as the meal came to a gentle end.

The warmth of the room seemed to wrap around them, leaving the air thick with the closeness they had shared.

Abhi and Madhavi both stood, a quiet understanding between them.

Abhi’s movements were slow, his mind still lingering on the touch of her lips, the tenderness in their shared moments.

“Shall we wash our hands?” he asked quietly, breaking the silence with a simple, natural suggestion.

Madhavi nodded, offering him a soft smile. “Yes, of course,” she replied,

Her voice still tinged with the quiet intensity that had been building between them all afternoon.

They moved toward the kitchen, the space between them almost unbearably close,

as if each step brought them closer to some unknown boundary they were both on the verge of crossing.

Abhi turned on the tap, the soft hiss of water filling the space as he let the warm flow run over his hands.

As he washed, he felt the lingering warmth of the meal, but more so, the lingering warmth of her presence.

He knew the moment would come, but he wasn’t in any hurry.


Once he finished, he turned toward her, his heart beating a little faster.

Madhavi was still standing by the sink, waiting, but there was something in the way she looked at him now—trust,

curiosity, a quiet, unspoken invitation.

“Madhavi,” he said, his voice low but steady, “Let me wash your hands.”

Her eyes widened just slightly, the vulnerability in her expression clear, but there was no hesitation in her movements.

She held out her hand to him, her fingers delicate, almost like a small offering.

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Abhi’s chest tightened as he took her hand

His fingers brushing lightly over the soft skin of her palm.

The touch felt like everything, tender, yet full of promise.

He turned back to the sink, adjusting the temperature of the water until it was just right,

The warm flow creating gentle ripples against the porcelain.

He held her hand under the stream, the water running softly over her fingers.

Gently, he squeezed a dollop of soap into his palm, his hands beginning to lather as the foam built up.

As he worked the soap between his hands, he slowly started to move over her fingers

The lather thickening with each motion.

He could feel the subtle curve of her palm, the gentle lines of her fingers, and the delicate skin of her wrist.

Madhavi’s breath caught just slightly,

Her body leaning into the touch

Her eyes closing as if she was lost in the simple act of his hands on hers.

Abhi worked slowly, with care, focusing on each individual finger as he ran his soapy hands over them.

Feeling the silky smoothness of her skin.

He wanted to memorize every inch of her, each curve, each soft contour—as he gently massaged the soap into her skin.

He let his fingers linger longer than necessary, the soap making everything feel warmer, more intimate.

His hands moved with purpose, slow and deliberate, as he traced the lines of her hand, the palm, the soft webbing between her fingers.

There was a softness in his touch, as if he were handling something fragile, something precious.

He noticed the faint tremble in her fingers, the way she held her breath every time he moved over a new spot,

It sent a shiver through him.

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Her hand felt delicate, so beautifully feminine, and the way he held it in his own made his heart race.

“Madhavi,” he whispered, his voice almost a breath, as he finished with her fingers and moved slowly to her wrist.

His thumb gently rubbed circles on her skin as he worked the last of the soap into a thick lather.

“I can’t explain how this feels… how close I feel to you right now.”

Her eyes fluttered open at his words, her gaze meeting his with something soft, almost vulnerable.

She nodded slowly, her lips parting slightly as if to speak, but she didn’t.

Instead, she allowed him to continue, her body leaning just a little closer to his.

Abhi worked carefully, gently rinsing the soap from her skin, his hands cupping her wrist and guiding her hand under the water.

The coolness of the water felt sharp against the warmth of her skin, but it only heightened the sensation of her hand in his.

When he was finished, he turned off the tap and slowly reached for the towel.

He dried her hands slowly,

His fingers brushing against the dampness of her skin as he wrapped the soft fabric around her hand, absorbing the last of the water.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice a little unsteady as she looked up at him.

Abhi smiled, his fingers brushing over the back of her hand once more.

“No need to thank me,” he said softly, his heart beating in his chest.

“I’m just… happy to be here. With you.”

Madhavi looked at him for a long moment, her eyes filled with something deeper now

Affection, longing, and something that felt like acceptance.

She nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

“I feel the same way,” she said quietly, her words carrying an unspoken promise. “I’m happy too.”

Abhi reached up, his heart quickening as he cupped his face with her freshly washed hands.

The softness of her skin was like a balm, warm and smooth, sending a wave of emotion through him.

He closed his eyes for a brief moment.

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Letting the warmth of her touch settle on his face, savoring the intimacy of the gesture.

Her hands, delicate and tender, rested against his skin with a quiet, comforting pressure.

Abhi let out a soft breath,

His hands moving to gently cradle her wrists, and in that tender moment

He felt the connection between them deepen.

It wasn’t just the softness of her hands that moved him

But the trust, the way she allowed him to hold her, to be close in this silent, meaningful way.

Slowly, he pressed his lips to the palm of her right hand, his kiss soft and reverent

The contact lingering for a moment longer than usual.

The gentle brush of his lips on her skin was a silent declaration, an intimate

Tender gesture that spoke louder than words.

He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his heart full as the quiet weight of the moment hung between them.

The space between them felt different now, full of unspoken words, full of trust.

Abhi didn’t need to say anything more.

The connection between them was clear in the way their hands had touched, the way the act of washing had become a shared moment of intimacy.

As they stepped back from the sink, both of them knew that something had shifted again

Something deeper had begun to take root.

The meal

The feeding

The touches

The shared moments—they had all brought them closer, but it was these little things

These quiet gestures, that spoke the loudest.

[shailu4ever]

They both stood there for a moment, not yet moving,

the space between them charged with a simmering heat.

His hands, still wet from the water, slowly moved to the small of her back.

The touch was light at first, just the cool press of his palms against her skin

But it sent a shiver down her spine,

The heat of his touch contrasting with the lingering warmth of the water.

Without warning, Abhi stepped closer,

Closing the distance between them in a heartbeat.

He stood behind her now, the back of her body pressed to his

Her curves fitting perfectly against him.

She could feel his hard erection length pressing into her

The intensity of his desire unmistakable,

It sent a jolt of heat straight to her core.

Madhavi inhaled sharply, the anticipation making her breath catch in her throat.

His hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer still,

She could feel every inch of his body against hers.

There was something primal in the way he held her

Something possessive but not forceful.

He was just... so close.

[shailu4ever]

Every part of her body felt like it was on fire from the contact.

Abhi’s breath was hot on her neck as he leaned down,

His lips grazing the smooth expanse of her skin.

He pressed a slow, sensual kiss along her shoulder,

The sensation soft and languid, as if he were tasting every inch of her skin with his lips.

The sensation sent a shiver through her,

She tilted her head to the side, offering him more of her neck,

A silent invitation.


His hands moved to the front of her body, his touch tender but purposeful.

He brushed against her belly first, the flat,

Soft plane of her abdomen meeting the calloused, wet heat of his palm.

He lingered there for a moment, tracing small, slow circles,

His touch gentle, but there was an underlying hunger in the way he touched her,

As if he couldn’t wait to explore more.

She leaned back into him, pressing herself against his chest as his fingers moved upward.

His touch was firm, a contrast to the softness of her skin,

As his hand slid up toward her chest, his fingers brushed over the curve of her breasts

The fabric of her blouse a mere barrier between them.

She gasped softly, a quiet sound that was all surrender.

[shailu4ever]

He leaned in closer,

The warmth of his breath ghosting over her neck,

Just hovering by her ear.

His lips brushed her skin lightly as he spoke.

“Madhavi…” His voice was low.

“May I touch you… here?” one of his hands gently touching her breasts over her blouse

Still resting gently on her waist, moved ever so slightly toward her chest,

Hovering just above her left breast.

He didn’t touch her yet

But his fingers twitched with the desire to.

The heat from his palm radiated toward her, but he waited, his lips still hovering close to her ear.

“I want to feel you, touch you… but only if you let me.”


Madhavi’s breath hitched, her heart pounding against her chest.

She could feel his presence, the intensity of his gaze,

Even though she couldn’t see him.

Slowly, she turned her head just enough to meet his gaze over her shoulder.

Her eyes were half-lidded, her lips parted.

“I think you already know the answer to that,” she whispered,

Her voice thick with the same desire that was swirling between them.


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[shailu4ever]

The Forbidden Touch


Abhi’s lips continued their trail down the side of her neck,

Each kiss deeper than the last, his mouth tasting her skin as though he were savoring her.

His hands moved higher now,

Caressing the swell of her breasts with a tenderness that made her pulse race.

The fabric of her blouse shifted slightly under his touch,

Just enough to expose the tender skin of her chest

Abhi couldn’t resist.

His hands slipped under the edge of her blouse

The cool touch of his fingers on her soft and warm breasts...

Bare skin to skin...

sending a thrill through her as they slid beneath the soft fabric,

Grazing the warmth of her skin.

His hands moved with careful precision, cupping her breasts slowly, teasingly, as if he were waiting for her body to respond.

His thumb brushed over the sensitive peaks, circling them with a soft, tantalizing pressure that made her knees feel weak.

She let out a soft moan, her body reacting to his touch,

She arched back further, pressing herself against him,

The tension between them thickening with every breath.

“Abhi…” she breathed, her voice soft but full of need.

She didn’t need to say more.

He knew what she wanted

What they both wanted.

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His lips trailed upward, finding her ear, and he nipped softly at the lobe,

his voice a low, husky whisper. “I can’t wait any longer,” he murmured, the words like a command, a promise.

His hand slid further up her breasts. 

Exploring one after the other, moving with slow deliberation,

Every inch of her skin a new discovery, every inch of her something he couldn’t get enough of.

As his lips found her ear, his hand moved to the back of her neck

Gently pressing her into him.

She could feel the hard, aching length of his erect shaft pressing against her lower back,

The sensation made her ache in return.

It was as if his body was calling to hers, and there was no way to deny the pull between them.

With a soft groan, Abhi lifted her slightly, turning her body just enough so he could kiss her deeply, fully.

His mouth took hers with an insistent hunger, the kiss deep and slow, exploring, tasting,

As his hands continued their slow, purposeful path exploring every inch of her elegant breasts under her blouse.

Her breasts countering his every press.  His hand could not cover the entire breast.   

He wasn’t just touching her now

he was consuming her, each movement of his fingers, each kiss, each tender exploration a promise of what was to come.

The world outside the kitchen seemed to fade,

the only thing that mattered was the warmth of their bodies pressed together, the slow, deliberate movement of his hands,

The rising, delicious ache that was building between them.

Abhi’s lips left hers only for a moment


He whispered softly against her lips



 “Let me make you feel everything, Madhavi. Let me show you how much I need you.”




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[shailu4ever]

Madhavi could feel her knees weaken under the pressure of the moment


Her breath shallow, her skin flushed with the heat of his touch.

She wanted more, needed more.

Madhavi turned slowly, her body responding to the pull of her desire.

She could feel the heat of him behind her, his presence almost overwhelming as he loomed just inches away.

Her heart raced, her pulse quickened, and her breath trembled in her chest.

It was too much to stand still any longer, too much to remain in one place, caught in the heady, intoxicating storm of sensation.

Her body was burning, aching for him, and without thinking, she reached out, her fingers closing around his hand.

She didn’t need to speak, it was all there in the way she gripped his hand, the slight pressure, the pull toward the couch.

Her touch was gentle at first, but as she guided him away from the sink

There was a quiet urgency in her movements.

Her fingers curled around his

Tugging him softly but with enough force to communicate just how badly she wanted him

How much she needed him to follow her, to be with her in that moment.


She didn’t wait for him to make the next move.

She led him, gently pulling him with her as she stepped toward the living room.

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Her fingers tightened on his hand as she walked forward, her body swaying with each step

The curve of her hips subtly shifting beneath the fabric of her saree. 

She moved with purpose, but there was something sensuous in the way she guided him,

her touch a quiet but firm invitation. She wanted him, and she wasn’t afraid to show it. 

The pull of their connection was magnetic

Every step, every move felt like it was pulling them closer, making it impossible to ignore the intensity between them.

As they reached the couch, Madhavi stopped

Turning toward him with a look in her eyes that held a mixture of longing and a quiet dominance.

Her grip on his hand loosened just enough for her to step closer

Her body now almost flush against his.

Her other hand, still trembling slightly from the anticipation,

Slid up to the back of his neck, pulling his face down to hers.

The kiss that followed was slow, deep, and full of the tension they had both been holding back.

But even as their lips met, she didn’t stop guiding him.

She pushed him back gently, urging him to sit down on the couch, her hands never leaving his body as she moved him into place.

The softness of the cushions beneath him contrasted with the heat between them.

Once he was seated, Madhavi stood over him for a moment, her body bathed in the dim light,

Her hair falling in soft waves around her face.

She looked down at him with a smoldering gaze,

Her lips parted as she looked at him, savoring the moment.

[shailu4ever]

Without a word, he pulled her toward him


His hand firm on her waist, guiding her closer to him.

Madhavi gasped softly as she stepped forward

Her body now just inches away from his.

The heat between them was almost suffocating.

Abhi looked up at her, his lips parted, his breathing shallow.

He leaned forward just slightly, his hands now cradling the sides of her waist,

Fingertips pressing gently into her skin.

His lips hovered just above her belly, warm breath teasing the sensitive skin there,

Making her skin tingle with anticipation.

She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, and it sent a thrill through her that made her knees weak.

He kissed her belly softly, the contact delicate at first

His lips brushing over her skin like a promise.

Madhavi’s breath hitched, her fingers curling in her saree

Her body instinctively moved closer, giving him more of herself to taste.  

He hide his face in the softness of her belly.  He face moving left and right slowly on the smooth, silky soft skin, sending shivers through her.

He kissed every inch of her belly.



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