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Hi all,
I'm feeling a bit better today, so I'll do my best to share more updates and make up for the past few days.
Stay tuned... and don’t forget to send in your likes, comments, and feedback. I really appreciate the support!
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Wow!!! You are back in the game Shailu ji!!! Waiting for the REWARD!!!!
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(30-07-2025, 04:27 PM)readersp Wrote: Wow!!! You are back in the game Shailu ji!!! Waiting for the REWARD!!!!
Hi readersp
Ha ha, thank you! I guess I’m back with a Reward! The reward is on its way, just need a little more time to perfect it.
Stay tuned, it's going to be worth the wait!
And I have to say, it's always so nice to see your messages! I think I’m getting addicted to them, honestly.
They push me to write better and better every time, just so I can keep getting more of them!
With warm regards
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The Reward - Beginning
Neetu’s playful demeanor shifted, and in that instant,
The air seemed to thicken with something deeper,
Something she hadn’t fully let slip until now.
With a quiet, teasing smile,
She dipped the spoon into the syrup once again, her gaze never leaving Ravi’s.
She slowly raised the spoon to her lips,
And her lips DIDN'T part, she let the thick, sweet syrup drip down with a smile.
It slid slowly, tantalizingly, down her chin and onto the exposed part of her blouse,
Where the fabric met the soft curve of her chest.
The syrup, cold and rich, soaked into the fabric of her blouse,
Making it cling to her skin as it dripped lower.
It was as though she were marking herself,
Leaving a trail for him to follow,
An invitation he couldn’t refuse.
The syrup continued to flow,
Traveling down and behind the edge of her blouse,
Disappearing from sight.
But the gesture,
S ensual,
Deliberate,
Was unmistakable.
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Neetu's Thoughts:
This is it.
The moment.
Her thoughts scattered for just a second, but she quickly gathered herself.
She had come so far,
Crossed so many small lines and blurred so many boundaries.
“But this... this was different”. This was the last step.
The final surrender.
She could still stop it, still pull back and find a way to reset the game now.
But her body didn’t want to stop.
“I want him. I want this”, she realized.
“But why now? Why him, when Vamsi’s out there working tirelessly, trying so hard to be everything he can?”
She knew, she decided to move forward.
She knew she said, “I’m not going to fight her desire any longer”.
But her pulse quickened as she thought of her husband.
She could see his face in her mind, the way he had always been there for her, always attentive, always steady.
He never asked for anything from her except her loyalty, her support.
“Vamsi...” The thought of him stung, but it was there, lingering like a shadow.
“Does he even know how much I’ve been craving something more?”
Neetu’s heart twisted, a twinge of guilt rising inside her.
“I’m standing on the edge now. One more step, and everything changes. Will I be able to look at him the same way after this? Will I ever feel the same way about him again?”
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Her fingers trembled slightly
But her body refused to show any hesitation.
It was a game, wasn’t it? At least, she had told herself it was.
A dangerous game. “But games come with consequences.”
And yet, in the space of that thought, she couldn’t bring herself to pull away.
She glanced at Ravi again, his eyes burning with want, with desire.
“He wants me, she realized, just as much as I want him. And I want this. I’ve wanted it for so long, but I’ve been holding back. Waiting for the right moment.”
But “was it right? What about Vamsi?” The thought didn’t fade, but Neetu knew that if she was to answer that,
She would have to face a truth she wasn’t sure she was ready for.
“Is this a betrayal?” The question lingered in her mind, unanswered.
Her gaze softened as Ravi continued to wait, his breath heavy with anticipation. “I don’t think I can turn back now.”
She let her eyes meet his, the moment stretching between them.
Her lips parted slightly, the challenge clear in her gaze.
“This is for me. Not for him. This moment is mine.” I already said
“I’m not going to fight it any longer”. She said to herself again
... ... ... ...
"You know what to do, Ravi," she whispered,
Her voice low and thick with both the weight of her decision and the thrill of what was coming.
"Clean it up, the way you did before."
She didn’t need to say more.
He knew what she meant.
She had made her choice.
And with that, she felt a weight lift from her shoulders,
Even as a new tension took its place.
The tension of inevitability. Of crossing the line.
The line she knew she would never be able to uncross.
-- oOo --
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The Reward – Continued
Neetu’s playful demeanor shifted, and in that instant,
The air seemed to thicken with something deeper,
Something she hadn’t fully let slip until now.
“Ravi,” she said softly, her voice edged with a strange seriousness,
“you’ve been a good boy so far... but don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you’ve been looking at me.”
With a quiet, teasing smile, she dipped the spoon into the syrup once again, her gaze never leaving Ravi’s.
“You’ve been quiet. Say something,” she murmured. “Or are you just... distracted?”
She slowly raised the spoon to her lips,
She let the thick, sweet syrup drip down.
It slid slowly, tantalizingly, down her chin and onto the exposed part of her blouse,
Where the fabric met the soft curve of her breast.
“Oops,” she said, feigning innocence, her voice almost a whisper. “What a mess. Clumsy me.”
The syrup, warm and rich, soaked into the fabric of her blouse,
Making it cling to her skin as it dripped lower.
It was as though she were marking herself, leaving a trail for him to follow,
An invitation he couldn’t refuse.
“Are you just going to sit there and stare, Raviii?” she teased, her lips curving.
“Or are you going to help me with this?”
The syrup continued to flow.
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The syrup continued to flow, traveling down and behind the edge of her blouse, disappearing from sight.
But the gesture, sensual, deliberate, was unmistakable.
Ravi’s breath hitched.
His heart skipped a beat, his pulse quickening as he watched the syrup,
"Now a perfect sweet mess", slide across her skin.
He had never seen her this bold, this daring.
And yet, there was something in her eyes,
A glimmer of satisfaction, of desire, that made him understand her intentions without a word spoken.
“I don’t think I should,” he said slowly, though his voice betrayed his hesitation. “But... I can’t look away.”
Neetu caught his gaze, her lips curving into a smile that was no longer playful, but hungry, expectant.
She looked at him, daring him, her eyes glowing with a silent challenge.
“You know what to do, don’t you?” she whispered, her voice low, seductive,
As her eyes flicked to the mess that now stained her blouse.
Her chest rose and fell slightly as if anticipating what was to come.
“I shouldn’t,” Ravi said, but his voice had lost conviction. “Bhabhi... this is...”
She cut him off with a look. “Don’t say it. Just... do what you want to do. I’m right here.”
Ravi was silent for a moment, his mind racing,
But then he slowly leaned forward, feeling the tension between them rise.
He knew exactly what she wanted, and the hunger in his chest matched hers.
He hesitated for just a moment, his fingers brushing against the buttons of her blouse.
“Is this what you want me to do, Bhabhi... Remove this blouse, so that I can clean the Rasmalai from your beautiful... these...”
He could not complete...
But his mouth covered a part of her left breast over her blouse
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“hiissss,” she gasped.
The air was thick, charged, as he started to unbutton her blouse,
Each movement slow and deliberate,
The sound of the fabric parting almost too loud in the silence.
Her voice was breathy, but clear.
“Don’t be shy. You’ve already seen more in your mind than what’s here in front of you.”
She didn’t stop him.
Instead, she watched him intently, her chest rising as her heart raced.
The faintest smirk played on her lips, her eyes locked with his, as if daring him to go further.
“You’re trembling,” she whispered. “Why?”
“I’ve never... this isn’t just...” He couldn’t finish.
Ravi's hands trembled just slightly as he finished unbuttoning the blouse.
Her bra is visible filled with the thickened milk and sugar syrup
He felt the warmth of her skin, her body soft and inviting beneath the fabric.
His fingers brushed lightly against her,
The heat of her skin sending a wave of desire rushing through him.
But this wasn’t just about cleaning up anymore.
This was something else, something that had been simmering between them for so long, just waiting to break free.
“Is this what you wanted, Babhi?” he asked, his voice low.\
“No,” she whispered. “This is what we wanted.”
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As the blouse parted, revealing the soft curve of her chest just above her blouse,
Ravi leaned in, the mess of sweet syrup and hot skin of her breasts now right in front of him.
He could see the trail it left behind, an undeniable invitation, and he couldn’t resist.
Slowly, he lowered his head to her breasts,
His lips brushing lightly against her skin where the syrup had fallen.
The sensation was electric, his mouth moving gently to clean up the mess,
Sucking lightly on the syrup that had spilled.
He could feel the warmth of her skin beneath his lips,
The soft taste of the syrup mingling with her scent.
Neetu exhaled sharply, her fingers tightening on the table’s edge.
“God... you’re making it hard to think.”
He moved slowly, savoring each moment as his lips traced the path of the syrup,
Inching his way upwards, teasing, tasting, drawing the moment out.
As he reached the delicate skin just below her lower neck, he paused, his breath mingling with hers.
Neetu’s pulse quickened as she felt his lips move lower,
His touch growing more possessive, more intentional.
She held her breath, every inch of her body aware of what was happening,
The tension of the moment hanging like a thread between them.
“Ravi...” she said, barely audible. “Don’t think. Just feel.”
Finally, Ravi’s lips reached the edge of her bra, right on top of her left breast.
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Without looking away, he kissed it lightly.
His tongue flicked out, cleaning the syrup, and as he did,
He pulled the skin of her breast gently into his mouth,
Sucking the syrup clean, just as he had done before.
The kiss, though light, was filled with something deeper.
It wasn’t just about cleaning.
It was about the hunger, the need, the desire that had built between them,
The unspoken chemistry now spilling out in this charged moment.
“hmmmm” her voice inviting
Neetu gasped softly, her body pressing closer to him.
Her lips parted slightly as she let out a breath, her eyes locking with his.
"There," she whispered, her voice soft, but full of satisfaction.
"That's better. You’re getting better at this, Ravi."
Ravi pulled back slightly, his lips still lingering close to hers breasts, his heart racing.
His eyes were dark with desire, but he knew this wasn’t over.
Not yet. She was teasing him, challenging him,
And there was still more to explore.
“And you haven’t seen what I’m best at yet,” he replied softly.
But for now, the mess had been cleaned.
And in that simple, intimate act,
Something had shifted between them,
Something that neither of them could deny.
-- oOo --
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(30-07-2025, 05:48 PM)readersp Wrote: One word: Breathless
Hi readersp
See, that one word sounds so good.
Hahaha, thank you, as always, seeing your messages make me happy and write more.
With warm regards
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The Reward – With Direct access
Neetu's playful smirk widened, turning almost feral as she lifted the spoon once more.
"Ready for more?" she asked, her voice teasing but with an edge to it. "You seem to be enjoying yourself too much, Ravi."
This time, instead of the restrained drip before, she tilted the bowl generously, letting the cool, fragrant Rasmalai cascade over her chest in a luxurious waterfall.
The thick, creamy dessert landed with a soft plop on her skin,
Tracing down the swell of her breasts where it pooled coolly,
Spilling over the edge and disappearing beneath the delicate lace cups of her bra.
"Oops!" Neetu laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Looks like it got a little more messy. What are you going to do about it?"
She held her breath for a moment, savoring the delicious weight of the Rasmalai against her skin, its sweet scent filling her senses.
Then, with eyes that glowed like polished amber, she leaned forward just slightly, tilting her head back to meet Ravi's gaze.
A tiny laugh escaped her lips, light and airy, but laced with a promise of something more.
“There,” she murmured, the sound husky against the sudden stillness in the room.
“Now you have a lot more work to do, don’t you?”
Ravi swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly in his throat.
He hadn’t realized how much tension was coiled within him until Neetu’s laughter sparked it alive.
This wasn’t playful anymore.
It had morphed into something primal, hungry.
He wanted to devour her, the sweet scent of her skin, the way she arched forward as if welcoming his touch,
The almost tangible heat radiating from her body.
“Bhabiii,” he breathed, the name a ragged whisper that felt inadequate for the storm brewing within him.
"You’re... you're killing me here."
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His hand reached out instinctively
Fingers tracing the smooth curve of her collarbone before tentatively sliding beneath the fabric of her blouse, tugging at the button.
Each rustle of silk as he unfastened the remaining buttons was an explosion of anticipation.
"Take your time," she whispered, her voice low and teasing. "I’m not going anywhere. Enjoy the view."
The creamy Rasmalai had now seeped deeper into the soft folds beneath the lace cups, soaking through the fabric and clinging to her breasts like a silken shroud.
As Neetu’s blouse slipped over her shoulders with a whisper-soft sigh, he saw it in full glory: two mounds of perfect fullness that strained against the edges of the thin silk straps of her bra.
They were magnificent—not overly large, but substantial, rounded curves that seemed to radiate a soft, inner light.
The skin beneath was smooth and ivory-toned, punctuated by the delicate dusting of dark hair along their lower edge.
Each swell thrummed with life under his fingertips as he gently eased the straps down, feeling the soft pressure of her breasts against him.
"Are you sure you can handle this, Ravi?" Neetu teased, her breath quickening as she caught his gaze. "I’m not exactly easy to resist."
Her breath hitched as the bra slipped off her shoulders, the silky fabric pooling around them like a second skin.
He watched, mesmerized, as she shrugged out of it completely, the delicate lace cups falling away to reveal the full splendor beneath.
Her nipples were proud and rounded, dark points that pulsed with warmth against the creamy spread of Rasmalai.
The dessert had pooled in little craters around their bases, its rich color starkly contrasting with the ivory perfection of her skin.
Ravi’s throat went dry. He wanted to taste those peaks, to feel the soft pressure of them beneath his lips.
He wanted to lose himself in the silky heat of her skin and the intoxicating scent that clung to it like a whisper.
Reaching out, he brushed one thumb across a swollen point, drawing a low moan from Neetu as he traced its delicate circumference.
“Ravi…” she breathed, her voice tight with suppressed desire, “Don’t tease me.”
"Not quite enough," Neetu murmured, a playful lilt to her voice despite the heat radiating off her skin.
She shifted slightly on the couch, offering her body more completely to his touch.
"How much more do you want?" Ravi asked, his voice husky with barely-suppressed desire.
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He leaned closer
His fingers tracing the trail of Rasmalai already adorning her curves. "I could taste this all night."
“Let’s make sure it’s spread everywhere,” she replied with a playful wink.
Ravi chuckled, his gaze dropping to trace the trail of Rasmalai already adorning her curves.
It looked like liquid gold poured across her flesh.
He dipped a finger into the bowl and carefully smoothed some over her breasts, waist,
Drawing a soft gasp from her as he lightly touched the curve of her hip.
“Where do you want it?” he asked, his voice thick with anticipation.
He tilted his head to trace the dip beneath her bust, where the Rasmalai pooled like a hidden treasure.
“Here? Down low on your belly?” his hand spreading over her stomach
Her fingers played in the button of his shirt as she leaned back further, offering him access.
“Right there,” Neetu breathed, tilting her torso slightly,
Letting him spread a generous dollop across her navel and down towards the faint line of her hip bone. “Make it shine.”
He filled her belly button, making it gleam like a miniature bowl overflowing with liquid gold.
He didn’t hesitate.
Lowering his head,
He cupped the breast in his palm, feeling the heat radiating through the skin of his fingers.
His thumb moved gently across the hardened nipple beneath his touch
Drawing a shiver from her frame as her breath hitched against his chest.
With a soft groan, Neetu tilted her head back further, offering him complete access.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Please, don’t stop.”
His lips brushed against the smooth skin just above the point, teasingly warm.
He tasted the sweet cream of the Rasmalai, mingled with her own scent.
A heady perfume that was both alluring and intoxicating.
Then, he sucked gently, drawing in air with the soft movement as his tongue explored the sensitive flesh around her nipple.
He lapped at the creamy pool, tasting the sweetness on his tongue, feeling it linger long after.
Neetu arched into him further, seeking more, craving the sensations that had taken hold.
She felt a tremor run through her as he moved down to lick the Rasmalai from her breast,
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It was such a delicious torment, knowing there was so much more, waiting just beneath his lips.
“More,” she whispered against his skin, every word a plea, a challenge, an invitation all at once.
“More, huh?” Ravi murmured, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips as he slid his tongue lower,
Savoring the sweet cream still resting on her skin. "You're really getting greedy now, aren't you?"
He didn't need to be told twice.
His tongue darted out again,
Catching the creamy pool that pooled between her breasts and sending a thrill through both of them as he lapped it clean.
He tasted her, savored her, and she responded with a low moan that vibrated against his chest as he moved along her breast,
Following the contours of her flesh with careful strokes of his tongue.
The Rasmalai, warmed by her body heat, flowed softly beneath him.
It felt rich and decadent against his lips, sweet and intoxicating as it coated his tongue.
He devoured every morsel, relishing the taste of her, the feel of her curves against his hands,
The way she shuddered with each touch, each lick.
Neetu was completely lost to the sensations flooding her body.
It wasn't just the warmth of his lips on her skin, but the subtle shift in pressure,
The gentle suckling that drew out moans from her throat.
This was something primal, something raw and unfiltered, a connection that bypassed logic and swept them both up in its tide.
The air crackled with unspoken promises as he moved across her breasts, cleaning away every last drop of Rasmalai.
He worked slowly, deliberately, savoring each moment as he traced the delicate lines of her body
His tongue lingering on the sensitive flesh just below her nipples,
Teasingly dipping into the soft pools of warmth nestled between her breasts.
“Raviiiiiii,” Neetu moaned, her voice breathless and filled with desire, “Do you know what you’re doing to me?”
He was consumed by the scene before him, a vision of pure feminine beauty bathed in golden light.
The sight of those full breasts, their warm curves rising and falling with her breath as she lay beneath him, intoxicated him completely.
With each touch, each taste, he felt something shift within him.
It wasn’t just physical desire, though that burned bright within him.
This was something deeper, a hunger for connection, a yearning to be closer than ever before,
A desperate need to lose himself in the heat of her body and surrender to this exquisite moment.
“Careful,” Neetu whispered playfully,
Her fingers curling into his hair.
“You might just make me forget where we are.”
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We are totally lost in the flow of 'Rasamalai!!!" Wow what description!!! Things heating up nicely!! Keep going!!!
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(30-07-2025, 10:04 PM)readersp Wrote: We are totally lost in the flow of 'Rasamalai!!!" Wow what description!!! Things heating up nicely!! Keep going!!!
Hi readersp
Haha, I’m so glad you’re enjoying the Rasamalai ride!
Things are definitely starting to simmer, stay tuned, because it’s only going to get sweeter (and spicier) from here! Thanks for the awesome encouragement!
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The Tension Builds
The air between them had thickened, charged with something unspoken, something that neither of them could deny.
Neetu's lips, now soft with the taste of the Rasmalai and the lingering sweetness of Ravi’s touch, were parted slightly as she leaned back on the couch.
Her body, glowing with the warm remnants of their shared indulgence, seemed to hum with anticipation.
She glanced up at him through half-lidded eyes, her gaze burning through him, as if daring him to cross that final line.
“You’re still holding back, aren’t you, Ravi?” she murmured, her voice almost a whisper. “I can feel the tension in your hands.”
Ravi’s breath caught in his chest. Her words were like a challenge, an invitation, a summons he couldn’t ignore.
His fingers twitched at his sides, the air thick with desire and the slow dance of restraint.
He wanted to touch her, feel her more, but a part of him still hesitated,
Knowing that once he crossed this line, there would be no turning back.
Neetu’s fingers were already at the collar of his shirt.
She toyed with the top button, then the second, her eyes never leaving his face.
Her lips curled into that same teasing smile, the one that made his heart race and his breath hitch.
“Let’s see if you’re brave enough to match me,” she whispered,
Her hands sliding over the fabric of his shirt as she slowly undid each button.
“You’ve been such a good boy, Ravi, but there’s more to discover. Don’t you want to see where this goes?”
Her words, dripping with heat, pushed him further, igniting the raw need that had been simmering beneath the surface. He swallowed, the room suddenly too small, his senses overwhelmed with the scent of her perfume, the sweet trace of Rasmalai still lingering on her skin.
“I don’t know if I can stop now,” Ravi finally murmured, his voice rough, almost as if confessing something forbidden.
Neetu smiled, slow and calculating, as she pulled the final button from his shirt, her hands grazing over the taut skin of his chest. She could feel his heart hammering against his ribs, the heat of his body radiating, and she felt a flicker of triumph. She had him.
“I know you can’t,” she purred,
Her voice low and filled with desire.
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