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

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The kiss on her belly was slow, languid, each press of his lips a quiet exploration.

He let his mouth linger there,

His lips tracing the contours of her abdomen, feeling the soft curve of her body beneath his touch.

The warmth of his breath, the softness of his kiss, sent a shiver through her, 

her heart racing in time with the pulsing heat between them.

Her fingers found their way into his hair, gently guiding his lips back up to meet hers,

But not before she could feel the weight of his kisses leaving a trail of fire on her skin.

When he finally pulled back slightly, his lips hovered just above hers, his eyes dark with desire.

His hands never left her waist, keeping her pressed to him as he looked up at her,

Silently asking for permission to go further, to continue the intimate journey they were on.

She didn’t need to say anything

her body was already answering for her, every inch of her aching to feel him closer.

Abhi kissed her again, this time with more urgency, his hands now moving lower,

slowly slipping beneath the fabric of her saree, his fingers tracing the curves of her body as he pulled her deeper into the kiss.

Madhavi responded eagerly, her body shivering at the heat of his touch,

feeling as though every nerve ending in her body was alive, each one craving his closeness.

And as they continued, neither of them could escape the growing sense of intimacy,

the need to explore and savor each moment

each touch

until there was nothing left but the raw, beautiful connection between them.

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With a slow, deliberate motion, Abhi pulled her even closer,


His hands now fully cupping the soft curves of her hips

Feeling the complete shape and softness of her hips

And holding her steady as he gently guided her to stand between his parted legs.

She could feel the heat of his body radiating up into hers

And the connection between them deepened with each passing second.

His lips returned to her belly, kissing her just above her navel

While his hands slowly went up and pressing her breasts on top of her saree.

His breath warm and soft against her skin on her belly.

The tenderness of the moment sent a shiver through her as he trailed his kisses downward

His lips leaving a trail of heat across her abdomen.

Madhavi let out a quiet gasp, her fingers curling into his hair,

Her body leaning forward instinctively as she felt his mouth move lower.

Abhi’s kisses grew more urgent, pressing against the soft, tender flesh of her waist,

His hands found their way back to the curves of her hips from the tip of breasts.

They are feeling the difference between them.

He kissed her just above the line of her saree, the slight

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Removing of the first piece of clothing (Saree) off her body


Abhi’s hands rested gently on the fabric of her saree


The soft material still clinging to her form, but his touch was both firm and tender.

His fingers traced the delicate edges of the fabric, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath

The anticipation building with each movement.

He could sense the tension in her body, could feel her pulse quicken under his fingertips.

But neither of them rushed—each touch, each movement, was a deliberate act of intimacy.

Madhavi’s breath hitched as he slowly began to pull at the saree.

He pulled her pallu off her sholders exposing her blouse fighting to hold her full breasts.

The fabric slipping just a little as his hands gently lifted it at the waist.

The sensation was electric, the fabric soft and smooth, but still a barrier between them.

With a quiet reverence, Abhi let the material fall just slightly, exposing the soft curve of her hip.

His hands lingered there for a moment, his fingers brushing the warm skin just beneath the fabric, savoring the contact before continuing.

Madhavi’s body trembled ever so slightly under his touch, but she didn’t pull away.

Instead, she shifted closer, urging him on, her fingers brushing through his hair,

silently asking for more, but letting him take the lead.

Her body was on fire, aching for more of him.

The way each layer of fabric revealed another part of her.

His hands slid lower, the saree now starting to pool around her hips.

The fabric was gentle, but with each movement, it seemed to hold on, teasing them both with its refusal to let go.

His fingers traced the waistband of the saree, 

dipping just beneath it, and with a soft sigh

He pulled the fabric free

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Revealing the soft, exposed skin of her waist.


The air between them thickened, the heat between their bodies palpable now.

He kissed the exposed part of her lower waist, 

The warmth of his mouth a stark contrast to the cool fabric of the saree that remained between them.

His hands slowly slid the saree down further, Inch by inch

Each movement a quiet promise of what was to come, of what he would reveal.

As the fabric fell lower, revealing more of her toned stomach, the curve of her hip benith the inner lehanga.

The saree, now slipping entirely off her body, pooled at her feet like a discarded memory.

The saree, once a barrier between them, was now completely gone,

Leaving only the inner lehenga that clung to her lower body.

The sight of her, bathed in the dim light, exposed to him in this intimate moment, made his chest tighten.

She was all he could see, every curve, every detail.

Madhavi stood there, now fully revealed to him, the only remaining piece of fabric on her upper body,

The blouse, still clinging to her chest.

Her heart raced, her pulse thundering in her ears, but there was still no rush.

Abhi let the saree fall completely to the floor, the fabric now forgotten, his gaze locked with hers.

He moved closer, his hands resting gently on her waist, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his fingers.

The air between them was thick with longing,

But neither of them needed to speak

Their bodies were saying everything that needed to be said.


The quiet, slow unraveling of the layers, both physical and emotional, had brought them to this moment.

Madhavi’s body was now bare from the waist up, save for the blouse still holding her in place.

And with that, the last bits of fabric stood between them and the full intimacy they both craved.

The tension between them was palpable now, their connection undeniable.

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Next off her inner Lehanga


Abhi paused, his hands resting on the fabric of her lehenga,

The material now slipping softly over her hips but still held gently by her position.

His hands lingered on her hips for a moment, feeling the soft curve of her waist beneath the layers.

Madhavi’s breath quickened slightly as she stood,

Her body aching with the anticipation of what would come next.

The room seemed to close in around them,

The air thick with the electricity between them.

She could feel the heat radiating from him,

She knew that the moment was fast approaching

The next layer between them ready to be removed.


Abhi’s hands moved to her lehenga

With careful, deliberate movements,

He began to pull it down.


The fabric clung to her skin for a moment

But then it began to slide, slowly, softly, revealing more of her.


His touch was gentle, almost reverent,

As if he were peeling away each layer not just of fabric,

But of the tension that had been building between them.

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He could feel her body trembling slightly under his hands


The delicate curve of her hips exposed inch by inch.  

Exposing the last piece of her lower body, that is covering the entrance to the haven

Her Black Panty


Madhavi closed her eyes for a moment,

Her fingers curling into his hair as he continued to pull the lehenga lower.

She was standing now, her body getting exposed to him,

Save for the blouse still clinging to her chest and her panty covering the secret of her womanhood.

Her pulse quickened, the slow, intimate act of undressing feeling both tender and incredibly erotic.

Abhi's fingers grazed over her skin, the heat of her body becoming impossible to ignore.

He kissed her once more, slow and deep

Before pulling back slightly to continue his work.

His hands slid down the soft fabric of the lehenga.

The material fell to the floor with a soft rustling

Pooling at her feet like a second skin discarded.

She stood before him now,

Every inch of her more exposed

More vulnerable

And yet more powerful in this moment than ever before.

Abhi’s gaze moved over her, his eyes dark with desire and admiration,

Savoring every inch of her.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Abhi's fingers brushed lightly over her exposed legs.

Feeling the warmth of her skin


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Into her Bedroom


Madhavi’s fingers brushed lightly over Abhi’s chest as she stepped back,

Her body still humming with the aftershocks of their closeness.

The air between them felt electric,

But there was something more, something deeper, that she wanted.

Without a word, she reached for his hand, the touch firm, yet inviting.

She led him toward the door

Her fingers curling around his,

A silent command that he followed without hesitation.

She didn’t look back as they crossed the living room,

Her hips swaying gently with each step. 

The soft rustle of her blouse against her skin the only sound between them.

Abhi’s breath was shallow, his body following hers with a quiet urgency,

His eyes fixed on her every movement.

He could feel the heat between them,

The tension stretching with every step they took.

Madhavi reached the door to her bedroom,

Pausing just for a moment

Her back still to him.

She turned slowly, her eyes meeting his—dark, intense, and full of promise.

There was no rush in her movements, only a quiet confidence that spoke volumes.

Without a word, she opened the door

Stepping inside

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The soft glow of the room casting shadows over her form.


Abhi hesitated for just a second before following her into the room.

This was the first time he had stepped into her private space

And the significance of the moment wasn’t lost on him.

It felt different, more intimate, and as he crossed the threshold,

the weight of it all settled around them, silent, yet undeniable.

Madhavi led him further inside, her hand guiding his toward the bed.

The tension between them was palpable now, each second stretching,

Building toward something neither of them could deny.

She stood in front of him for a moment,

Close enough that he could feel the heat of her body,

But not yet close enough to touch.

The only sound now was their breathing...

Heavy, filled with need.

[Yash121]

Its time to abhi's first sex

[shailu4ever]

It is Madhavi's turn to undress him


Madhavi’s fingers lingered at the waistband of his jeans for a moment longer

Savoring the feeling of the heat between them before slowly sliding them down.

She could feel his breath quickening as her touch grew more deliberate,

each movement laden with anticipation.

But she wasn’t done yet.

Her eyes never left his as her other hand reached up,

Fingers brushing gently across his chest.

The feel of his warmth under her fingertips made her pulse race,

And without a word, she slid her hand upward,

Her touch light but insistent.

She moved closer,

her body nearly pressed against his,

and in one smooth, fluid motion,

she gripped the hem of his t-shirt.

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Her hands, warm and confident

Pulled the fabric upward, over his torso,

dragging it slowly upward.

As the shirt cleared his head, she paused for just a moment,

Her lips brushing against the bare skin of his chest before her eyes met his again

Dark, hungry, and full of longing.

She tossed the shirt aside

Her hands now free to explore the bare, sculpted chest before her.

The room seemed to grow even hotter, the tension between them rising,

But Madhavi’s slow, deliberate movements ensured each second stretched on,

savoring every detail of their connection.

Her breath caught in her throat as her fingers traced the lines of his shoulders

Feeling the hard, warm skin beneath her touch.

She leaned in closer, her lips trailing up his neck, brushing against his ear as she whispered,

“You’re so handsome...” The words were soft,

almost reverent, as her fingers pressed against the hard, smooth skin of his abs,

feeling the way he flexed beneath her touch.

She wanted to feel him, every inch of him,

There was no hesitation now as her hands roamed freely,

Exploring the upper body of the man who had captivated her from the very first touch.


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Bye Bye to His Jeans


With a final, lingering look that spoke volumes,

Madhavi’s gaze never wavered from Abhi’s eyes.

She could feel the air between them thickening,

Each breath shared between them a quiet promise of what was about to unfold.

Slowly, deliberately,

Her hand moved to the waistband of his jeans,

Her fingers lingered at the waistband for a moment longer,

Grazing the soft fabric of his shirt as she traced the edge.

There was no rush,

No impatience in her touch

Just a quiet, sensual confidence as she met his gaze once more,

Her lips parted slightly.

With a single, fluid motion, her fingers worked the button of his jeans free

The soft click of it echoing in the silence between them.

She didn’t look away,

Her eyes holding his with an intensity that made every movement feel like it was drawn out in time

Savoring the moment, the connection.

Her touch was gentle but purposeful, and as she began to slowly lower the zipper,

Finally, with one long motion, she pulled his jeans down.


The tension between them tightened,

Building to a fever pitch that neither could ignore.

[Yash121]

I can't wait for abhi's first sexual night

[shailu4ever]

I can't wait for abhi's first sexual night

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Removing last piece of clothing of her upper body


He gently placed his hands on her shoulders,

His fingers grazing the soft fabric of her blouse as he slid them down,

feeling the warmth of her skin beneath.

He could hear her breath hitch in response,

Could feel her pulse quickening as he moved with deliberate slowness.

Her blouse was the last remaining barrier on her upper body between them.

His fingers slowly unbuttoned it,

One button at a time.

Each movement was slow, sensual, as he exposed more of her skin to him.

The blouse clung to her chest


But with each button, he revealed more of her.

Her smooth, warm skin,

The soft curve of her waist

The delicate line in between her full breasts, slowly visible inch by inch as he opens the buttons

She was not wearing any bra underneath.


The blouse fell open slowly, inch by inch, 

The fabric parting to reveal more of her to him, and each exposed inch made her heart race faster.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, 

The blouse slipped free from her shoulders, 

The soft material falling away and leaving her chest bare to his gaze.

Abhi paused, his eyes taking in the sight of her

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Her bare skin, her body glowing in the soft light of the room.

He let his gaze linger for a moment, his fingers gently brushing the now, exposed skin of wonderful breasts, soft but firm

Feeling the heat radiating from her.

Abhi leaned in, his lips brushing against her nipple, 

Kissing gently as he pulled her even closer.

He couldn't have them enough.  

Her breasts are so beautiful and he is totally taken by the softness and the shape of them.  

The blouse, now discarded, lay forgotten on the floor

It revealed two perfect mounds topped with dark pink nipples that were already hard from anticipation.

Abhi's breath caught in his throat as he gazed upon Madhavi's beautiful form.

She was even more stunning than he imagined.

Her skin was flawless,

and there was a fine sheen of sweat on her brow that made him want to touch her even more.

He reached out tentatively with one hand,

Tracing the outline of her left breast with his fingers.

The soft, pliant flesh gave way under his touch as he gently cupped her breasts in his hands,

Feeling their firmness and resilience beneath his palms.

His other hand moved to the other breast slightly pinching the nipple

Causing Madhavi to shiver involuntarily.

"You're so beautiful," Abhi whispered hoarsely

As he leaned in to plant a chaste kiss on her left nipple.

Madhavi sighed softly, her eyes closing halfway as she savored the sensation of his lips on her sensitive skin.

His kiss lingered for several seconds before moving to her other nipple,

causing both of them to erect further in anticipation.

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Last piece tiny piece of clothing


Abhi’s gaze lingered on her exposed skin, 

The soft glow of the room casting delicate shadows on her form.

She was bare except her panties.  

She is standing in front of him with radiant skin with that black panties.  

Her blouse discarded at her feet,

But Madhavi’s body still held that quiet tension, that ache of anticipation.

She wasn’t fully undressed yet

And neither of them could ignore the pull between them

The yearning that intensified with every breath they took.

He could feel her pulse racing against his chest as he stepped closer,

His lips brushing against her breasts once more before trailing down to the soft curve of her body

His hands moved to her waist

His fingertips grazing the fabric of her panties

The final piece of clothing that separated them.

Madhavi’s breath hitched as she felt his touch linger there,

The soft caress of his hands against the edge of her panties sending a shiver down her spine.

She could feel the heat building between them,

The pressure rising,

But she didn’t move away.

She wanted him to take his time

To savor every second of this

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Every moment of intimacy that they were sharing.

She could feel the pulse of desire thrumming through both of them

Their bodies drawing closer with each passing moment.

Her fingers reached for the waistband of his jeans,

But she didn’t rush.

She was in no hurry

There was something intoxicating about the slowness of it all

The way every touch, every movement, seemed to heighten the anticipation.

Abhi’s fingers gently traced the edge of her panties

Brushing the soft fabric just beneath her hips.

He leaned in, pressing a slow, soft kiss against her neck,

His lips lingering there before he whispered, “Let me see all of you, Madhavi.”

Her breath caught in her throat, and without another word, she nodded

Her eyes closing for a moment

Allowing herself to be fully vulnerable in this quiet moment.

Her hands moved to the waistband of her panties,

Her fingers trembling slightly, and she slowly began to pull them down.

The fabric slid over her hips, past her thighs,


And finally

With a soft rustle, 

She let them fall to the floor.


Abhi’s gaze never left her body as she stood before him

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The Naked Beauty


Fully exposed


Her skin glowing in the dim light

Every curve

Every inch of her form now completely revealed to him.

He stepped closer

His breath warm against her skin as he brushed his lips over her shoulder and down her neck,

The tension between them finally reaching its peak.

Madhavi’s heart pounded in her chest as she met his gaze,

Her body trembling with anticipation.

The moment was finally here

she was bare, open to him in every way

And yet

The need for connection, for more, hung in the air between them.

Every part of her was alive with desire

And as Abhi leaned in to kiss her again,

Slower this time

Deeper

She let herself fall completely into him.


The room around them faded,


And there was nothing left but the feeling of their bodies pressed together

Their breath mingling

The overwhelming need to explore what they had just begun.

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Every touch, every kiss, intensified the connection

And yet, it wasn’t enough.

Madhavi's body burned with the need to feel him even closer,

To experience everything that was building between them.

Without breaking their kiss,

She guided him toward the bed, Her hands on his chest,

Gently pushing him backward.

Abhi didn’t resist; his hands were quick to find her waist,

guiding her with him as they moved, step by slow step,

Toward the bed.

His lips were still on hers, soft and insistent,

Drawing out every ounce of passion between them, every inch of longing.

Madhavi let herself be guided.


The bed was soft beneath her

The sheets cool against her heated skin, but as she lay back

She felt nothing but the warmth of Abhi’s presence


The heat of his body hovering just above her.