Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

There was a certain slowness to her movements,


Deliberate and sensual,

as though she was savoring the moment as much as the dessert itself.

Her full lips parted just enough, her breath steady as her tongue lightly touched the cool, creamy Rasmalai.

The tip of her tongue traced the sweet treat’s surface, almost tasting it before it even entered her mouth.

With a subtle shift, she drew the Rasmalai closer, her lips slowly closing around it,

Sucking it into her mouth with a soft, satisfying sigh of pleasure.

The way she bit into it was slow, methodical, as if she were savoring not just the taste,

But the act of eating itself, each movement precise yet effortlessly graceful.

Her gaze remained locked with Ravi’s the entire time, intense, as though she was daring him to look away, to break the moment.

But there was no escaping the allure of her, the way she made something so simple appear almost hypnotic.

As she chewed, her eyes darkened slightly with the lingering sweetness,

Her lips curling into the faintest of smiles, her tongue tracing the inside of her mouth before she slowly swallowed.

With the spoon still held delicately in her fingers, she looked at him, her voice soft but dripping with mischief.

“It’s sweet, isn’t it?” she asked with a wink, her voice almost a whisper as if sharing an intimate secret. "I think you’ll like it.”

After she finished her half, Neetu leaned closer, her body naturally gravitating toward him as if drawn by an invisible thread.

She took the spoon, now holding a small bite of the rasmalai, and with a quiet confidence, she held it toward him.

“Open up, Ravi,” she murmured, her voice sweet but carrying an undercurrent of desire that wasn’t lost on him.

Ravi’s heart skipped a beat.

He could taste the sweetness of her teasing words before the dessert even reached his lips.

He opened his mouth, unable to resist.

Neetu’s hand was steady as she guided the spoon toward his lips, her eyes never leaving his,

Watching his reaction closely as the cool, creamy Rasmalai touched his tongue.

She was so close now, her breath mingling with his, the heat between them building again,

But this time with an added layer of intimacy, the closeness feeling like a small, shared secret between them.

Her fingers lingered on the spoon for just a moment longer than necessary, the warmth of her touch sending a shiver down his spine.

“Now, isn’t that better than anything else?” she asked, her lips curving into a satisfied smile, though her eyes were heavy with the unspoken tension between them.

Ravi could only nod, the sensation of the Rasmalai lingering on his tongue—and the softness of her touch, making it hard to focus on anything else.

There was something infinitely sensual about the way she fed him, the intimacy of the act speaking volumes more than words could ever convey.

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[Raj087]

Interesting what happens next ?

[shailu4ever]

Unspoken Boundaries


The air between Neetu and Ravi had thickened, a tangible electricity building with each subtle glance, each word, each touch.

It wasn’t just about the rasmalai anymore; it was about something deeper, something neither of them had dared to fully acknowledge.

The way their eyes lingered, the unspoken pull between them, it was all leading somewhere, and neither of them seemed ready to stop it.

Ravi, his eyes still warm with playful mischief, gently picked up the spoon filled with rasmalai, the creamy sweetness gleaming in the soft light.

“I think it’s only fair that I return the favor,” he said, his voice low, as he extended the spoon toward Neetu’s lips.

Neetu glanced at him, her gaze heavy with something undefinable.

There was no mistaking it now.

The chemistry was undeniable, but so was the danger.

They were skirting the edge of something they couldn’t unsee, something they couldn’t undo.

But in this moment, all she could do was look into his eyes.

She knew what he was offering.

She knew the weight of it.

And yet, she didn’t pull back.

She didn't look away.

Instead, she allowed her lips to part, just enough to take in the bite he offered her.

The sweetness of the rasmalai mingled with the intimacy of the gesture.

As she accepted it, their gazes locked, no words necessary, just a shared understanding of the electric charge hanging in the air between them.

Ravi’s pulse quickened, his fingers hovering at the edge of the spoon, but his eyes never left hers.

He slowly pulled the spoon away, watching as she finished the bite.

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[shailu4ever]

Interesting what happens next ?

Hi Raj

That's a great question, and I’m really glad you're curious! I don’t want to spoil anything just yet, but I’ll be sharing the next update later today so you won’t have to wait long to see what happens next. Stay tuned!

Thank you

Warm regards

-- Shailu

[Raj087]

Thanks looking forward to it....

[shailu4ever]

Thanks looking forward to it....

Hi Raj

Thank you, the update is coming soon. I will start writing now.

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

But then, as he pulled it from her mouth


Some of the thick syrup from the rasmalai slipped down,

Falling onto her lower lip and just beneath it.

The syrup gleamed in the soft light, a subtle invitation

A mess he hadn't meant to make, but now he couldn’t look away from.

Neetu didn’t move, didn’t wipe it away.

Instead, she let it linger, her eyes daring him to act.

“Well, that’s your mess,” she teased, her voice low,

With an edge of playfulness, “I think you should clean it up.”

The words hung between them, and for a moment, Ravi stood frozen, his pulse racing.

The air thickened with the weight of what she was asking.

He was acutely aware of the tension, of the way the syrup glistened on her skin, beckoning him.

But the moral dilemma gnawed at him,

The part of him that knew this was crossing a line he wasn’t sure he should cross.

But without thinking, his fingers reached out toward her cheek,

Brushing against the soft curve of her jaw, feeling the warmth of her skin.

His hand trembled, barely noticeable, but enough to send a rush of heat through him.

Slowly, his fingers moved to her lips, where the syrup still clung to her skin.

He wiped it away with deliberate slowness,

The softest contact, his fingertips lingering as he traced the contour of her lips.

She didn’t pull away.

She watched him intently, the quiet intensity between them more powerful than words.

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[shailu4ever]

Ravi’s heart hammered in his chest


As he carefully wiped away the syrup, letting his fingers graze her lips.

There was a dangerous intimacy in the act,

The way his touch lingered just long enough to feel personal, tender... and yet, charged.

Her eyes fluttered slightly as his finger brushed her lower lip.

He could feel her pulse, her breath, and it made his pulse quicken even more.

She was close, too close, and every part of him knew this was crossing a line.

Then, slowly, without looking away, Ravi brought his finger to his mouth.

He sucked the syrup from his finger, the action sensual, almost obscene in its slowness,

The sweetness mingling with something far more intoxicating.

His eyes never left hers as he did so, his lips parting just slightly as he tasted the mess he’d made.

Neetu’s breath caught, and for a moment, it seemed as though the world around them stopped.

She didn’t look away.

She didn’t say anything.

She only waited, her lips parted, her body still.

“Is that how you clean up a mess, Ravi?” she murmured, her voice thick with an undercurrent of something deeper.

Ravi swallowed, his voice rough as he replied, “I suppose it is... but I think I’ll need more practice.”

The words came out teasing, but inside, his mind was battling a surge of desire and the ever-present tension.

Was this a game? Or was it something neither of them could fully control anymore?

Neetu’s lips parted slightly as she looked at him, her gaze flicking between his eyes and the space between them.

For a moment, everything felt suspended.

And then, without another word, she leaned back slightly,

Her fingers brushing against her lip, still wet with his touch.

She didn’t wipe it away this time.

She let it linger,

Letting him see the mess he’d made,

The invitation he’d set in motion.

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[shailu4ever]

Mess of Desire


Neetu’s eyes remained locked with Ravi’s, her lips slightly parted,

A teasing smile curling at the corners of her mouth.

She could feel the air between them thickening,

The weight of unspoken words and unacknowledged desire pressing in.

She dipped her finger into the Rasmalai, scooping up a delicate portion of the creamy, sweet dessert.

Slowly, deliberately, she brought it to her cheek, just beneath her eye,

Letting the thick syrup rest on her skin.

“Is this how you clean up a mess, Ravi?” she murmured, her voice low and playful,

But there was a challenge in her tone that made it all the more enticing.

Ravi’s breath caught in his throat as his gaze followed the movement of her finger,

Watching as she traced the syrup delicately over her soft skin.

The sight of it was enough to leave him breathless.

His pulse quickened, and without thinking, he leaned forward,

His eyes fixed on her as if she had just invited him into a world he could never resist.

Neetu tilted her head slightly, her gaze now softening, watching him with an almost predatory gleam.

“Go ahead, Ravi," she said, her voice laced with mischief. "Practice here.”

The implication was clear, but it wasn’t just a simple invitation,

It was a test, a tease, a playful challenge that had the air of something more.

Ravi swallowed hard, 

His body tense with anticipation, 

But his mouth curved into a wicked grin.

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[shailu4ever]

“Oh, I’ve been waiting for you to give me a chance,” he replied,


His voice carrying a mix of humor and hunger.

“You’re lucky I’ve been practicing my technique.”

Neetu chuckled, the sound a little breathless, as she shifted slightly,

Just enough to give him a better view.

She knew exactly what she was doing,

And she wasn’t about to back down now.

"Let’s see if you’re as good as you claim,” she teased,

Her lips curling upward. “Show me then.”

With his heart pounding, Ravi leaned forward, his breath now mingling with hers.

He reached out, his fingers trembling just slightly as they brushed against her cheek,

His touch light but lingering.

But before he could go any further, she caught his wrist, her fingers curling around it firmly.

“No,” she said softly, almost too casually, her eyes never leaving his.

“Cleaning with your fingers won’t work, Ravi. You can’t clean sugar and thickened milk with just your fingers. It’s not enough.”


Ravi’s pulse skipped.

There it was, her unspoken invitation.

His gaze dropped to her lips, then back to her eyes, and he knew.

This wasn’t just about the mess anymore.

It was about the line between them, and where they were willing to cross it.

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[shailu4ever]

He smirked, leaning in closer


The words falling from his lips before he could even stop them.

“I’m sure there are better ways to clean you up than with my fingers,” he said,

His voice low and rich with a teasing, almost dangerous edge.

Neetu’s eyes sparkled in response, a wicked grin spreading across her lips.

“Oh? Well then, Ravi,” she whispered,

Her voice dipping lower, “show me your other methods. I’m waiting.”

The playful challenge in her tone was unmistakable, and it spurred him into action.

For a moment, he stood still, her words echoing in his mind.

Then, without another second of hesitation, Ravi leaned forward, his breath shaky,

His lips parting just slightly as his gaze lowered to the spot where the Rasmalai had been.

Neetu’s skin, now gleaming with the sweet syrup,

Beckoned him like a temptation he couldn’t resist.

His lips hovered near her cheek as he let his breath tickle her skin.

Then, with a slow, deliberate motion,

He kissed her, his lips pressing gently against her cheek where the Rasmalai had rested.

The kiss was soft at first, tender,

But then the heat in his chest intensified,

And he allowed his mouth to press more firmly,

His tongue barely grazing her skin as he sucked gently


Pulling the sweetness into his mouth.

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[shailu4ever]

The taste of the Rasmalai mixed with the warmth of her skin, and Ravi’s pulse raced.


He could feel the electricity between them, the way her body seemed to tremble under his touch,

The way she didn’t pull away but rather let him continue,

Her breath hitching slightly as he continued to clean her with his mouth.

Neetu’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

She reveled in the sensation, the intimacy of it.

She could feel the warmth of his mouth, the way he took his time,

Savoring not just the sweetness of the dessert, but the softness of her skin, the closeness between them.

Ravi slowly pulled away, his mouth still tingling from the kiss,

And without missing a beat, he opened his mouth slightly,

His tongue flicking out to trace the line of her cheek, where the syrup had been.

He didn’t rush it.

He moved deliberately, the tip of his tongue slowly gliding along her skin, making sure every trace of sweetness was gone.

Each movement was careful, each stroke of his tongue measured and slow,

As if savoring every second of this intimate exchange.

His heart was hammering in his chest, but his mouth never stopped moving against her skin.

Neetu closed her eyes for a brief moment, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.

She could feel every touch, every flick of his tongue, and the sensation sent shivers down her spine.

Her lips parted slightly, a soft moan escaping her that she quickly suppressed.

Ravi’s tongue traced the delicate curve of her cheek, each movement bringing him closer to her,


And yet pulling him further into the heat of the moment.

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[shailu4ever]

His breath, warm against her skin, stirred something deeper within her.


When he finally pulled back, his gaze never leaving hers, he allowed his breath to settle

His pulse still racing from the intensity of the moment.

Neetu’s lips curled into a satisfied smile, her voice now soft but with a playful edge.

“Well, Ravi,” she said, her voice teasing but with the slightest hint of approval. “That’s good. You’re learning.”

Her eyes flickered between his and the spot where he had just cleaned her skin, her gaze unwavering.

There was a flicker of something deeper there, something more than just playful teasing.

She was pleased, yes, but there was more in the way she looked at him now, a spark of something else.

She tilted her head, her lips still curled with a teasing smile.

“You see,” she continued, her voice lighter now, “using just your mouth... much better.  More thorough.” She leaned in, 

Close enough that he could feel the warmth of her breath on his lips.

“But, you know… if you were really good at this, you’d clean up every little trace. You missed a spot.”

Her voice was a whisper now, seductive and daring.

“Right here,” she added, pointing to the delicate curve of her other cheek,

just beneath her jawline, where a small glimmer of syrup remained.

Ravi’s eyes narrowed, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against her skin once again, but this time, with a touch more intention, a little more desire.

“Wouldn’t dream of leaving anything unfinished,” he murmured, before his lips closed around the last trace of sweetness.

Neetu watched him, her chest rising with a breath she hadn’t known she was holding.

The energy between them had shifted, what had started as a playful exchange had turned into something deeper, more real.

And the look in her eyes now?

It was a mix of satisfaction and a silent challenge: Could he keep up?

Ravi’s lips lingered for a moment longer, his mouth slow and deliberate against her skin.

He could feel her pulse beneath his lips, and as he finally pulled back, his voice was rough, a little more than playful.

“Now I know, Bhabhi,” he said with a grin,

“that nothing gets past you. And I don’t mind practicing for the next round.”

Neetu smiled softly, her eyes darkened with mischief, her lips curling into a grin that mirrored his.

“I’m sure you don’t, Ravi. I’m sure you don’t.”

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[readersp]

Very sensuous!!! But like the advertisement ' Ye Dil mange more!!!

[Hotyyhard]

wow now we are getting into streamy session

[shailu4ever]

Very sensuous!!!  But like the advertisement ' Ye Dil mange more!!!

Hi readersp

Haha, thank you so much! I'm really happy you're enjoying it,  and that "Ye Dil Maange More!" line was the perfect touch, made me smile!

It is good to see your messages again.  I did miss them.

Since it’s the weekend, I’m out with family right now,  just spending some time with them. But once things quiet down at night and everyone’s asleep, I’ll try to get back to writing and share a little something.

Really appreciate your excitement,  it keeps me inspired to keep going!


Warm regards

-- Shailu

[Raj087]

Ok so today I will miss you...and your charectors..come back soon...I know weekends are for family and near ones...and parallely you have also created a family here through your write-up...they will be missing you...byee for now..have a great time...

[shailu4ever]

wow now we are getting into streamy session

Hi Hotyyhard

Haha, looks like the heat is definitely turning up

Or, if you're in the mood for a little more teasing:

Careful, things are about to get even steamier

And it’s great to see your comments again after the short break!

Thank you for your message, it made me motivated. I am going to give more updates now as promised.

Warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Ok so today I will miss you...and your charectors..come back soon...I know weekends are for family and near ones...and parallely you have also created a family here through your write-up...they will be missing you...byee for now..have a great time...

Aww, that really means a lot to me,  I’ll definitely miss you all too. 

I am back now. I’m glad to know I’ve created a little family here. 

Thanks for the kind words, and I hope you have an amazing time too! Catch you soon!

The updates are coming now.

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

The Next Lesson: Closer Than Ever


Ravi, his heart still racing from the intimate exchange,

He couldn’t help but smile at Neetu’s satisfied expression.

There was something about the way she looked at him, so knowing, so confident

That made him crave more of the teasing, more of the game.

And it seemed she was willing to play.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Ravi picked up the spoon, this time dipping it into the Rasmalai.

He brought it to his lips, tasting the sweetness for a brief moment before leaning forward again,

The spoon now held delicately between his fingers.

His voice was almost a whisper, thick with desire.

“Since I’ve practiced on your cheek... I think it’s only fair I get a chance to practice more. Shall we continue?”

Neetu’s eyes softened with amusement,

Her lips curling into that trademark smile that could melt a thousand hearts.

She leaned back slightly

Her gaze never leaving his, as though daring him to go further.

“I suppose it’s only fair,” she said, her voice laced with playfulness,

“but I’ll be watching, Ravi. Let’s see if you can handle more practice.”

Her words were a playful challenge,

But the air between them was thick with anticipation.

Ravi, never one to back down from a challenge,

Fed her the next small bite of Rasmalai with the same slow, teasing precision.

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