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

[Chaks75]

Hi Shailu,
Pray you get well soon, eagerly waiting for more updates, your story writing is very distinct and gripping. Keep it up.
Cheers

[shailu4ever]

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I have completed 2 months of writing.  

I started writing on 11th June 2005

Two months of learning to write,
Each word a step, each page a flight.
In the dance of ink and thought I roam,
Finding my rhythm, but not quite home.

I am a student, a learner at heart,
Treading this path where stories start.
Two months ago, with phone in hand,
I embarked on a journey I didn’t fully understand.

With each word written, each page turned,
I’ve stumbled, faltered, and slowly learned.
But in the silence, in every doubt,
The lessons whispered, shaping me out.

To those who’ve stood by with steady grace,
Your kindness, your faith, has lit my space.
Your words have been a lantern in the dark,
Guiding me, igniting that first spark.

Though I’ve traveled far, I know too well,
That the journey ahead is where true growth will dwell.
I am not yet a master, not yet complete,
Still learning the rhythm, still finding the beat.

So here I stand, with humble embrace,
Grateful for the lessons, and the endless chase.
For I am still a student, a seeker of truth,
Learning how to write, how to carve my youth.

Only two months, a student still,
In the playcollege of writing, learning at will.


Thank you every one for all  your support


-- Shailu

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[Chaks75]

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I have completed 2 months of writing.  

I started writing on 11th June 2005

Two months of learning to write,
Each word a step, each page a flight.
In the dance of ink and thought I roam,
Finding my rhythm, but not quite home.

I am a student, a learner at heart,
Treading this path where stories start.
Two months ago, with phone in hand,
I embarked on a journey I didn’t fully understand.

With each word written, each page turned,
I’ve stumbled, faltered, and slowly learned.
But in the silence, in every doubt,
The lessons whispered, shaping me out.

To those who’ve stood by with steady grace,
Your kindness, your faith, has lit my space.
Your words have been a lantern in the dark,
Guiding me, igniting that first spark.

Though I’ve traveled far, I know too well,
That the journey ahead is where true growth will dwell.
I am not yet a master, not yet complete,
Still learning the rhythm, still finding the beat.

So here I stand, with humble embrace,
Grateful for the lessons, and the endless chase.
For I am still a student, a seeker of truth,
Learning how to write, how to carve my youth.

Only two months, a student still,
In the playcollege of writing, learning at will.


Thank you every one for all  your support


-- Shailu

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Ans it has been a wonderful journey for your readers also. We are looking forward for this enthralling story to continue. Please post updates soon.

[shailu4ever]

Hi Shailu,
Pray you get well soon, eagerly waiting for more updates, your story writing is very distinct and gripping. Keep it up.
Cheers

Hi Chaks75

Thank you so much for your kind message. 

I’m feeling better now and really appreciate your encouragement. 

It means a lot to hear that you find my story writing distinct and gripping. 

I’ll definitely keep continue writing.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Ans it has been a wonderful journey for your readers also. We are looking forward for this enthralling story to continue. Please post updates soon.

Hi Chaks75

Thank you so much for your kind words! I’m really glad to hear that you’ve enjoyed the journey so far. 

Your support means the world to me. 

I’m excited to continue the story and will definitely be posting updates soon!

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Tuesday Afternoon – The Ride Back


When they stepped out of the café, the sun had softened into a mellow golden hue, brushing the edges of the street with warmth.

The air smelled faintly of roasted coffee and wet earth, a reminder of the rain from the night before.

Varnika slid her sunglasses onto her head, letting the late afternoon sun warm her face.

Then she turned to Abhi with a grin that was part mischief, part something new, something that made his chest tighten.

“Well, short-term boyfriend,” she said, emphasizing the words with deliberate sweetness,

“how about you give your girlfriend the royal treatment on the ride back?”

Abhi smirked as he unlocked the scooty, his fingers lingering on the keys for a moment longer than necessary.

“Royal treatment? You mean fewer bumps?”

She stepped closer, her voice dropping into a playful whisper near his ear.

“Exactly. You don’t need those tricks anymore. I’m already holding on.”

For a brief second, the memory of her earlier confession flickered in his mind.

The rawness in her eyes when she told him she didn’t want to leave without feeling something real.

And now here she was, smiling at him like nothing else mattered.

Abhi cleared his throat, pushing the sudden vulnerability aside.

He swung his leg over the scooty, pretending to be casual as he sat down.

“You really want the royal treatment, huh? I guess I can’t refuse.”

She raised an eyebrow, leaning against the side of the scooty, her smile never wavering.

“Good. I like when you’re a man of action.”

Abhi grinned, revving the engine just to see her jump.

“Well, get on, my lady. The kingdom awaits.”

Varnika rolled her eyes but didn’t hide the smile tugging at her lips.

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“Let’s just hope the kingdom doesn’t have too many potholes.”


He chuckled, patting the seat behind him. “Hop on, your highness. The royal carriage is ready.”

She hesitated for a moment, 

Her eyes flicking between his face and the empty space on the scooty, before stepping closer.

There was something in the way she lingered that made the air feel heavier, 

Like she was still deciding something in her mind.

“You know,” she said after a beat, her voice quieter now, “this doesn’t feel like just a ride anymore.”

He met her gaze, the tension between them palpable. “What do you mean?”

Her lips quirked up, but there was an unreadable depth in her eyes now.

“It’s funny. I think I might’ve just started to realize how much you’ve gotten under my skin.”

He wasn’t sure how to respond, but something in him, maybe the way her words had shifted the air, made him want to say something real too.

Something more than a playful joke or a smile. But instead, he cleared his throat and kept his tone light.

“Guess that makes two of us then.”

She held his gaze for a beat longer before breaking it with a soft laugh, stepping around to the back of the scooty.

“Let’s see if the ride can live up to the hype.”

Abhi watched her for a moment longer than he intended,

How her hair caught the golden light, 

How her smile was still just for him in that fleeting moment, and then he forced himself to focus.

“Alright, your highness. Buckle up,” Abhi said, flashing a mock-serious look as he patted the seat behind him.

Varnika grinned, tilting her head.

“Oh? And where exactly am I supposed to buckle up? Is there a royal seatbelt I should know about?”

Abhi laughed, leaning slightly toward her. “Well, since this is a royal carriage, I’d say the safest place is right behind the knight himself.”

She raised an eyebrow, stepping closer, voice dropping into a teasing whisper. “Is that so? Sounds like I get to hold my knight then.”

Without waiting for an invitation, she slipped behind him, her arms wrapping around his waist like a belt, firm but gentle.

Abhi’s breath caught, the warmth of her touch settling around him.

She pressed her cheek lightly against his back and whispered, “Guess this is my kind of buckle.”

He glanced over his shoulder with a smirk. “Definitely the best kind.”

The spark between them flickered brighter, the playful teasing melting into something tender as the world softened around their small, perfect moment.

Then, with a click of the ignition, everything shifted.

The bustling street, the sunlight, and even the heavy weight of her words before all seemed to settle into the soft, steady hum of the ride.

But for a split second, he didn’t want to move.

Didn’t want to break whatever fragile thing was building between them.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice quieter now, more serious than it had been just moments before.

Varnika’s hand brushed his arm as she steadied herself, her breath almost too close to his ear.

“Always.”

He nodded, revving the engine once more.

And as they began to move, a silence settled between them that felt different than before, closer, more intimate.

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[shailu4ever]

The Ride


The scooty lurched forward, and the chaotic streets of Hyderabad spread out in front of them.

Potholes, sudden bumps, the usual mess.

But Varnika barely noticed the rough ride.

She was far more focused on how her body seemed to mold perfectly against his,

Her chest lightly brushing his back with each movement.

It wasn’t just the bumps of the road; every small shift felt like it was pulling her closer to him.

Her arms tightened around his waist, fingers trailing down in a slow, deliberate motion.

Each curve of her body pressed tighter against his, her soft breasts brushing his back with a gentle rhythm that made his pulse quicken.

The sensation was dizzying.

She noticed the subtle shift in his breath, the way he held himself just a little bit straighter, his muscles taut beneath her.

His tension was a delicious thrill, making her smile mischievously.

Her voice, hushed and teasing, slid across the space between them, sending a shiver down his spine.

“You know, I could make this ride a lot more interesting if I wanted to.”

Abhi’s grip on the handlebars tightened, his eyes flicking briefly to the rearview mirror, meeting her reflection.

Her eyes were mischievous, sparkling with something far more intense than just playful banter.

“Oh really?” he replied, his voice low. “And what do you have in mind, your highness?”

Varnika’s fingers brushed lightly against his ribs, feeling the way his muscles flexed in response.

She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing the curve of his ear as she whispered,

“Maybe I just like reminding you who’s really in control back here.”

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Her words sent an unexpected jolt of heat through him.


It was more than just her playful tone,

It was the way she fit against him so perfectly,

The way her body seemed to become part of his.

The scooty hit a pothole, and Varnika pressed herself against him even tighter,

Her breasts pressing against his back in a soft, intimate gesture.

He felt the warmth of her chest seeping into his skin, and for a second, he lost track of the road.

“Guess the roads are helping me out,” she teased, her breath hot on his neck.

“Every bump just makes it harder for me to resist… you know, getting closer.”

Abhi’s throat went dry as his body involuntarily responded to her words.

“You’re impossible,” he managed, his voice rougher than he intended.

“Impossible?” she purred, her hands sliding down his stomach before coming to rest on his hips.

She leaned in, her lips brushing the side of his neck.

“Maybe I’m exactly what you need. Don’t tell me you don’t like this.”

He gripped the handlebars tighter, his knuckles turning white.

The sensation of her body pressing against his,

The way her curves seemed to mold into him perfectly, was quickly becoming overwhelming.

“You’re right,” he said, his voice strained, “I do like it. A little too much.”

She smirked, her hands roaming over his hips with a slow, deliberate pace,

Feeling the steady thrum of his body beneath her.

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Her fingers dipped a little lower


The warmth of her touch sending a wave of heat through him.

“I thought so,” she whispered. “But I wonder how much more you can take…”

She pressed herself into him again, this time with a bit more force.

Her body fit so perfectly against his that he couldn’t help but feel every soft curve, every gentle movement she made.

His breath hitched as she slowly, deliberately rocked against his back.

He could feel her breasts against him, the way they shifted with every breath, every subtle movement.

The feeling of her closeness, the way her chest pressed into him,

The soft pulse of her breath on his neck, it was intoxicating.

He tried to steady his thoughts, focusing on the road,

But every time she shifted, every time her hands grazed over him,

It became harder and harder to think clearly.

“Varnika,” he murmured, his voice low, “you’re driving me crazy.”

She laughed softly, a teasing sound that made his pulse race even faster.

“Good. I like it when you lose control.”

Her hands drifted back to his waist, fingers slipping beneath the edge of his shirt,

teasing the skin just above the waistband of his jeans.

Her fingertips grazed the edge of his abs,

And he sucked in a breath, trying to maintain some semblance of focus on the road.

Her chest pressed against his back again,

The sensation of her curves moving against him sending an electric current through him.

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“You know,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire,


“I could make you forget all about the ride if you let me.”

Abhi’s heart raced.

He couldn’t ignore the desire building between them,

The way his body was responding to her every move.

“You’re making it really hard to concentrate.”

Her lips brushed lightly against his ear.

“I don’t want you to concentrate,” she teased. “I want you to feel. Everything.”

She slid her hands up, her fingers grazing his chest, sending shivers down his spine.

Her grip tightened around him once more, her body pressing even closer.

She was in complete control now, teasing him with every inch of her body.

With every bump, every jolt, Varnika’s body pressed into his in just the right way.

She felt his muscles tense under her, the way his back straightened as he tried to keep his focus on the road.

She smiled against his neck, loving how much he was trying to hold it together.

Her voice was a whisper of silk against his ear. “I think you’re enjoying this more than you let on.”

Abhi laughed, his breath ragged. “I think you’re right.”

They rode on in silence for a while, but it was a silence that was full of tension, full of unspoken words.

The kind of silence where every touch, every breath,

every inch of space between them seemed charged with something that neither could quite put into words.

Every bump, every jolt, was just another excuse for her to get closer, for him to feel her warmth, her desire, her touch.

And in that moment, it didn’t matter where they were going.

It was just them, together, caught in the ride, the heat, the connection.

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[shailu4ever]

Thursday Evening – Sisters in the Kitchen


The lock turned, and Meghana glanced up from slicing papaya at the counter.

Varnika stepped in, hair slightly wind-tousled, the faint scent of the outside clinging to her, scooter exhaust, campus dust,

And something softer Meghana couldn’t quite name.

“You’re back late,” Meghana said, slipping the knife into the sink.

“University visits take that long, or did you get lost on purpose?”


Varnika dropped her tote by the shoe rack and padded barefoot into the kitchen.

“Oh, I didn’t get lost. I had excellent company.”

Meghana arched a brow. “Abhi?”

“Who else?” Varnika grinned, leaning against the counter.

“He even waited while I chased the slowest admin officer in Hyderabad. Then he took me for coffee. Then...” She paused, 

Eyes glinting with mischief but layered with something heavier.

Meghana folded her arms. “Then what?”

Varnika’s voice softened. “Then I told him something I haven’t even told you yet.”

That made Meghana straighten. “Okay… what is it?”

Varnika hesitated, her fingers brushing the edge of the counter.

Then, slowly: “My papers for the UK got approved. I’ll be leaving in less than a month. Maybe sooner.”

The words hung in the air.

The hum of the fridge, the faint street noise from below, they seemed suddenly louder, as if to fill the silence.

Meghana blinked. “You’re serious?”

Varnika nodded. “Got the email yesterday. I thought I’d feel… thrilled, you know? Like everything I worked for was finally paying off. And for a few minutes, I did. But then…”

“But then what?” Meghana’s voice was soft, careful.

“But then I realized I didn’t want to leave. Not everything. Not him.” Varnika’s gaze lingered, unflinching.

Meghana’s lips parted slightly. “You told Abhi this?”

“Yes.” Varnika’s smile was faint, almost shy. “He was the first person I told.”

Meghana tilted her head, studying her sister. “Why him before me?”

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Varnika shrugged, but her eyes betrayed the weight of it.


“Because he’s the one I don’t want to walk away from without trying. And because you’d understand anyway.”

That last part softened something in Meghana.

She exhaled, sinking onto one of the kitchen chairs. “You’ve been carrying this for a while.”

“Since that morning I walked out,” Varnika admitted.

“And maybe even before. I just didn’t want to admit it.”

Meghana tapped her fingers lightly against the table, thoughtful. “So what did you actually tell him?”

Varnika hesitated for a beat, then sat down across from her, eyes steady.

“I asked him to be my boyfriend. My short-term boyfriend. Until I leave.”

For a moment, Meghana just stared.

Then, unexpectedly, she let out a laugh, warm, incredulous. “You asked him? Like that?”

“Very sweetly,” Varnika said, mock-prim. “And he said yes.”

Meghana shook her head, smiling despite herself. “You’re unbelievable.”

“You’re one to talk,” Varnika shot back, her grin returning.

“You already crossed the line with him. I’m just… catching up.”

Instead of bristling, Meghana chuckled, resting her chin on her palm.

“Catching up?  What is this a competition? And you’re sure this isn’t just a one-night experiment?”

“Way more,” Varnika said, snagging a slice of papaya.

“Short-term boyfriend. Full-term memories. And no guilt.”

Meghana rolled her eyes, but she was smiling.

“Only we could have this conversation without throwing fruit at each other.”

“Please,” Varnika grinned, licking papaya juice from her finger.

“If I threw anything, it’d be to distract you long enough to steal him first.”

They both laughed, not like rivals, but like co-conspirators.

The kind of laughter that comes when secrets don’t divide, but bind.

And beneath it all, an unspoken truth lingered:

They weren’t just sisters anymore.

They were partners in the strangest, most dangerous, most exhilarating pact either had ever made.

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[shailu4ever]

Thursday Night – Before Midnight

Meghana sprawled across her bed, the moonlight spilling over her body, casting a soft glow.

Her fingers danced over the screen, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

The night felt thick with tension, and she couldn't resist poking a little more fun at Abhi.

Meghana:
So… Varnika told me about her “one perfect day” deal with you. ?

Abhi:
She told you?

Meghana:
Of course. She can’t hide anything from me when she’s all flustered.
But that’s not what I want to know. Tell me, Abhi… have you two done anything yet? Have you kissed her? ?

Abhi:
…What?

Meghana:
You heard me. Have you kissed her yet, or are you just waiting for the perfect moment to make it happen?

Abhi:
We haven’t kissed… yet.

Meghana:
Yet—hmm, that’s the keyword. I can feel the tension between you two. What’s been stopping you? You have thought about it, right? The kiss that makes your heart race.

Abhi:
It’s not about stopping... just hasn’t felt like the right time, you know?

Meghana:
Oh, I see. Playing it cool, huh? The “gentleman” act. Being careful not to rush her. But... seriously, you’ve been holding back for how long now?
I mean, she is leaving for the UK in just a couple of weeks, so maybe you should make your move before she’s gone for good? ?

Abhi:
I know. I’ve been thinking about it. But I want it to be right, Meghana. For both of us.

Meghana:
Right. But what’s more “right” than a last kiss before she leaves for the UK? You know you don’t want to wait until she’s halfway across the world to realize you never made that move.

Abhi:
It’s not that simple, Meghana.

Meghana:
Oh, but it could be.
Look, if you’re worried about the situation not being ideal, I’ve got a solution for you.
Why don’t you come over tomorrow night to our flat—Flat 403?
You and Varnika can finally have the time and space to do whatever you’ve been holding back... and I won’t even interrupt. I promise. ?

Abhi:
Are you seriously offering to leave us alone? Just like that?

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[Yash121]

Threesome.?.???

[shailu4ever]

Threesome.?.???

Hi Yash121

Sorry, I gave a wrong update.  I have corrected it.

I don't want to give you the spoilers,  but yes, that is a possibility.

Thank you for your comments.

Warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Meghana:
Why not? It’s about time you two get some privacy. Besides, I’m not interested in playing the third wheel. I’ll just be out of your way.
You deserve this moment, right? No interruptions, no distractions. Just you, her... and that kiss you’ve been dying to give her.


Abhi:
You’re really trying to set us up, huh?

Meghana:
Not setting you up, just giving you the chance to do what you know needs to happen.
If you don’t, I can’t guarantee Varnika won’t start questioning things once she leaves. You know how it goes with goodbyes. She’ll want to leave with no regrets.

Abhi:
It’s tempting, Meghana...
I’ve been dying to kiss her, to feel it, but I don’t want to rush anything. I want it to be perfect.
But... you’re right. Tomorrow, I’ll be there. Flat 403. No backing out.


Meghana:
That’s more like it. ?
I’m sure she’ll appreciate the kiss. After all, it’s her goodbye to make, but it doesn’t hurt to leave things with a memory worth holding onto.

Abhi:
I’m going to kiss her. Don’t worry about that. But you did offer me the chance to finally make my move. So, don’t be too upset when I don’t hold back tomorrow.

Meghana:
Upset? Oh, I won’t be upset at all. I’ll just be watching... curious to see how long it takes for you to finally stop holding back.

Abhi:
Tomorrow night, then. At your flat. No turning back.

Meghana:
Hey one thing Abhi, I know you. Yous is very big. When you entered it really felt very tight and it hit me so deep.  

Abhi:
I take it as a compliment.  

Meghana:
Yes Abhi.  But understand Varnika is very young and she never had sex before.  So I want you to go gentle with her.  Don’t make her hate sex.  You are too big for her as it will be her first time   

Abhi:
If you are so concerned, why don’t you be there and help us. Hahaha.

Meghana:
I know you would love it.  Trust me, that excites me as well. Looking forward to it. Just… make sure you don’t leave me with any unanswered questions by the time I see you both. ??

Abhi:
I won’t. You’ll see.

Meghana let the message sit, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

There was something deliciously electric about setting them up, giving Abhi that final nudge.

She knew this was more than just a kiss—it was a moment that would change everything for Varnika, and perhaps for them both.

Tomorrow night, she thought. Flat 403.

Let’s see how long they can keep their hands off each other before she leaves for the UK.

Her mind wandered to all the possibilities as she set her phone down beside her and closed her eyes, the soft hum of the night air wrapping around her thoughts.

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[shailu4ever]

Thursday Night – Before Midnight

Varnika rolled onto her side, hugging her pillow, her phone glowing in her hand.

She still couldn’t believe she had said it,

Asked him, face-to-face, to be her boyfriend, even if only for a short while.

Her heart raced as the typing dots appeared.

Varnika:
So… I have a boyfriend now. Officially.

Abhi:
Short-term, officially. But yes.

Varnika:
Stop with the “short-term” part, it makes it sound like you’re on rent.

Abhi:
Well, you did give me a fixed contract. Until the UK flight, right?

Varnika:
Don’t remind me. Just a few days left.
So I expect full boyfriend benefits before I leave.

Abhi:
And what exactly are those benefits?

Varnika:
Scooty rides, obviously. Every day. At least once.

Abhi:
That’s already been happening.

Varnika:
Yes, but now it counts.
Do you even realize how much I like those rides? 

Sitting behind you, holding on while you drive through Hyderabad streets… feels like no one can touch us.

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Abhi:
Careful, you’re making me want to take you on a midnight ride right now.

Varnika:
Don’t tempt me. I’d actually sneak out.

Abhi laughed softly at the screen, shaking his head before typing again.

Abhi:
Tomorrow evening will do.
Besides, your sister already invited me over. Meghana said there’s a “treat” waiting at 403.

Varnika:
Wait, what? She didn’t tell me that.
What kind of treat?

Abhi:
No idea. She was very mysterious about it.
But honestly? Now that I know you’ll be there, I don’t care what she’s planning.

Varnika:
Hmph. Don’t say that, or she’ll feel bad.

Abhi:
She’ll survive.
Because between you and me, the only treat I’m showing up for… is you.

Varnika bit her lip, her cheeks warming at the words, but she forced herself to reply with mock sternness.

Varnika:
Smooth talker. Don’t think flattery will get you out of giving me a scooty ride after.

Abhi:
Deal.
But tomorrow… when you hold on, don’t let go too soon.

Varnika:
Wasn’t planning to.

She set her phone down for a moment, heart thumping, her lips curved in a smile she couldn’t fight off.

Tomorrow suddenly felt impossibly far away.

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[khemucha]

Meghana:
Why not? It’s about time you two get some privacy. Besides, I’m not interested in playing the third wheel. I’ll just be out of your way.
You deserve this moment, right? No interruptions, no distractions. Just you, her... and that kiss you’ve been dying to give her.


Abhi:
You’re really trying to set us up, huh?
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You may want to edit this post, you've mixed up names.