Adultery Priya Didi

[RCF]

Hey everyone. 

I’ve noticed I haven’t been getting much feedback on the movie scenes I’ve been sharing. I wanted to reach out and check in with you.

Even though I’m traveling right now, I still see your messages. I’m always reading them, no matter where I am.

I would really appreciate hearing your thoughts, what you enjoyed, what didn’t quite work, what made you feel something, or even what left you unsure. 

Your feedback helps me grow, so if you have a moment, please let me know what you think.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

Movie scenes are really good, the expressions, how Priya feels is explained so well its as if we are watching a movie. Excellent narration!

[shailu4ever]

Movie scenes are really good, the expressions, how Priya feels is explained so well its as if we are watching a movie. Excellent narration!

Hi RCF

Thank you so much for your wonderful feedback. I’m really happy that the scenes and Priya’s emotions felt vivid and movie-like to you. Hearing that my narration connected so well truly means a lot to me.

Your support genuinely motivates me to keep writing. I will be sharing the next update very soon.

I have seen that you have given me ratings. I really appreciate that. It means a lot to me. 

With lots of gratitude and regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

The Movie: Unspoken Tension (Part 5)
 

The screen dimmed again, shadows sweeping across the seats, swallowing the theater in a softer darkness, and in that quiet, muted light, Ravi felt Priya Didi’s shoulder rise and fall beneath his cheek.
 
Too close.
Too warm.
Too real.
 
He could feel her breathing shift, shorter, sharper, trembling in a way she couldn’t hide.
 
Amit still held her right hand.
Loose.
Comfortable.
Completely unaware of the storm raging on her other side.
 
Priya’s mind spun wildly.
"This can’t happen… he’s right here… he’s holding my hand… why am I letting this happen…?"
 
Her heart thudded painfully, each beat louder than the last, echoing through the dim theater like a warning drum.
 
Ravi lifted his head just a little, not fully, only enough for his cheek to brush the edge of her shoulder.
 
He hesitated.
He could pull away now.
He should pull away now.
 
But he didn’t.
 
The screen cast its pale blue glow across her dark saree, the shimmer of its border catching the faintest sparkle.
 
Her earrings glinted softly.
 
The light carved out the delicate angles of her cheek, her jaw, the slight tremble at the corner of her mouth.
 
She looked impossibly beautiful, and impossibly torn.
 
Her eyes didn’t move from the screen.
Couldn’t.
 
Her breath hitched again, a quiet stutter that made Ravi’s chest tighten.
He watched her from inches away, his own heart wild, unsteady, betraying him.
 
A voice whispered inside him:
"Don’t… don’t do anything stupid… not here… not now…"
 
But it was drowned out by the deeper ache that had been growing for months.
 
He wasn’t thinking clearly anymore.
Not with her warmth against him.
Not with her body leaning toward him despite everything.
Not with her breathing betraying her every hidden feeling.
 
Slowly, painfully slowly, he lifted his head from her shoulder.
Just a few centimeters.
Just enough to see her profile.
 
Her lashes trembled.
Her lips parted.
Her throat moved with a quiet, unintentional swallow.
 
And then she turned, barely.
Just barely.
 
Accidental. Or maybe not.
 
Her face shifted by the smallest angle, but it was enough to bring her lips too close.
 
Her breath brushed his mouth.
A soft, accidental warmth that made his entire body tense.
 
She didn’t move away.
Not yet.
 
Her mind screamed,

"Don’t… don’t… your husband is here… he’s holding your hand…"

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[prasannas2001]

The End of the game - The Sweetest Surrender .

This Game is the most erotic game I ever heard.
 Super creativity. Wonderful Shailu. You are just the best.

[LovePookie]

wow soo temting update cant wait to unfold more

[shailu4ever]

wow soo temting update cant wait to unfold  more

Hi LovePookie

Thank you so much for the kind words. I’m really glad the story is tempting you to read on, and I look forward to sharing more soon.

I really appreciate your continued support

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

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But her body didn’t listen.
 
And Ravi…
He broke.
 
Just a little.
Just for a second.
 
He leaned in, slow.
Terrified.
Aching.
 
A trembling inch.
A movement that felt like a leap off a cliff.
 
He had imagined the gentleness of a kiss on her cheek.
Soft. Fleeting.
A touch that could carry the weight of everything unsaid.
Without crossing a line that neither of them could cross.
 
It would be enough.
That would be enough.
 
But then she moved.
Just a shift.
A barely perceptible tilt of her face toward him.
An accidental turn.
 
And in that split second…
As if the universe itself had conspired…
His lips brushed hers.
 
A soft, feather-light touch.
Accidental.
A mistake in the most painful, most beautiful way.
 
A kiss that should never have happened.
And yet…
In that fragile moment…
It felt like everything.
 
Priya’s breath caught violently.
Her entire body tensed.
Time froze.
 
Trapped between guilt and an undeniable longing.
Her lips, frozen in place.
Didn’t part.
Didn’t pull away.
But didn’t move forward either.
 
She couldn’t.
She shouldn’t.
And yet…
She stayed there.
 
Wet
Soft.
Fragile.
Impossible to define.
 
A brush of warmth.
A whisper against the lips.
Electric.
 
The taste of her, sudden, fleeting, unforgettable.
A heartbeat suspended.
The world narrowed.
Nothing else existed.
 
Fragility and fire.
Guilt and longing.
A paradox in a single touch.
 
Tender.
Shocking.
Intoxicating.
 
The softness of her lips.
The tremor in her breath.
The shock of connection, unspoken, undeniable.
 
A taste of danger.
A spark of something forbidden.
A first, delicate confession.
 
Time paused.
Their lips continued to dance together.
The theater disappeared.
Nothing remained but the echo of the kiss, warm and electric.
 
Every nerve alight.
Every breath magnified.
Every thought suspended.
 
It was fleeting.
It was eternal.
It was everything they had never allowed themselves to feel.
 
Caught in the taste of his breath.
In the pressure of his lips against hers, soft.
Unexpected.
Too real.
 
“No… no, this is wrong…”
“This can’t happen…”
Her mind screamed.
 
But her body didn’t listen.
Her lips still pressed to his lips.
 
Her heart hammered in her chest.
Her pulse raced like a drumline.
Her senses burned with the shock of something forbidden.
 
Ravi’s pulse stumbled.
His chest tightened.
The world narrowed.
 
Her soft skin of her lips.
Her moist warmth of her lips.
The taste of her so close… yet so far.

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[rajesh93]

Sirisha melted into the Neetu's kiss

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What a scene. Perfect transition.   

[rajesh93]

Sirisha smiled against Neetu’s skin, 
...
He leaned in again, his lips finding the curve of her breast,

Sucking gently before taking it into his mouth fully, 

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Excellent narration of this scene. Great job.

[shailu4ever]

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This wasn’t what he’d imagined.
This wasn’t a kiss on her cheek.
This wasn’t safe.
 
This was their first kiss.
The first.
The one that would change everything.
 
And it was happening now.
Here.
In the darkness of the theater.
When neither of them were ready.
When neither of them were prepared.
 
For a heartbeat, just one.
Just a stolen second —
It felt like the world had stopped spinning.
 
Like there was nothing but her.
Nothing but the fragile, electric connection that had always been there.
Never dared to be acknowledged.
Never dared to exist.
 
Then, as quickly as it had happened —
Priya Didi shaken with guilt in her heart.
It crashed into her like a tidal wave.
 
Her fingers tightened around Amit’s hand.
Reflexive.
Fierce.
As if her entire body were trying to pull herself back from the edge.
 
Amit didn’t notice.
He was still absorbed in the film.
Content.
Completely unaware of the destruction that had just unfolded beside him.
 
Priya’s breath came too fast.
Her chest rose and fell sharply.
Her body stiffened.
The tension between them, unbearable.
 
Her gaze snapped forward.
Too rigid.
Too shaken.
Too full of something she couldn’t name.
 
Ravi pulled back slowly.
Barely an inch.
And yet it felt like a distance that could never be bridged again.
 
His breath was ragged.
Heart pounding against his ribs.
Like it might break free from his chest.
 
He had kissed others.
But this kiss… this… felt utterly different.
It felt endless.
Timeless.
 
He just kissed Priya Didi.
The dream girl of his life.
Her lips. Wet. Soft. Tender. Vulnerable.
The taste lingered on his own, a wildfire inside him.
Every curve, every warmth, every fleeting pressure… killing him quietly, consuming him from within.
 
His mind, a chaotic storm.
Guilt. Desire. Disbelief.
 
“What had he done?”
“What have we done?”
The question echoed over and over again.
 
The theater hummed around them.
The movie continued.
Unaware.
Oblivious.
 
But for them, nothing would ever be the same.
 
A single heartbeat.
A single forbidden touch.
A single moment that shifted everything.
 
And then she inhaled sharply, guilt slamming back into her with brutal force.
 
Her fingers tightened under Amit’s hand.
Tightened too much.
 
Amit’s focus was on the movie, he saw nothing wrong.
The movie reflected in his eyes.
He was still immersed.
Relaxed.
Completely unaware of how close the world had come to breaking beside him.

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[prasannas2001]

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“I’ve never felt anything like this before,” Sirisha whispered, her voice trembling slightly. She still wasn’t sure what it all meant, but the depth of emotion she felt, the sense of belonging that had settled deep inside her, was undeniable. “Thank you Bhayyaa... Thank you Bhabhi… both…” 
 
Ravi, still breathing heavily beside her, nodded in agreement. “We’re here for you, always… We have lot more fun to explore.”
 

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Wow, this is amazing experience. I too feel it while reading this

[prasannas2001]

This marks the conclusion of the arc with Neetu and Sirirsha, their journeys, choices, and conflicts have reached a natural pause, closing one chapter of the story. With their narratives settling into place, the focus now shifts, and the gears begin to turn toward a new direction. The stage is being set for Priya’s return, a moment long anticipated, one that promises to reshape the dynamics and usher in the next phase of the Story.

Hi Shailu

Your writing is truly engaging. You’ve given Neetu and Sirirsha’s arc a satisfying and natural conclusion, closing their chapter with clarity and emotional weight. The transition toward Priya’s return is especially well-done—subtle, intriguing, and full of quiet momentum.

Overall, your pacing, phrasing, and narrative control really stand out. You’ve set the stage beautifully for what comes next. Excellent work.

Keep it up.

Prasanna

[LovePookie]

wow atlast 1st move exited

[shailu4ever]

This Game is the most erotic game I ever heard.
 Super creativity. Wonderful Shailu. You are just the best.

Hi Prassana

Thank you very much for your compliments. It's really nice to hear that you enjoyed the final game of Seduction. 

Your support means a lot to me and this story. 

With warm regards

- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

What a scene. Perfect transition.   

Hi Rajesh

Thank you for your compliments. I am really glad you liked that scene. 

More interesting scenes ahead. I would love to hear your feedback on those. 

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Excellent narration of this scene. Great job.

Hi Rajesh

Thank you for your compliments. Your compliments helps me motivated to write more. 

I have seen that you have been giving me positive ratings. Thank you very much for that. That really means a lot to me. 

Once again thank you very much for your continued support. 

With lots of gratitude and regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Wow, this is amazing experience. I too feel it while reading this

Hi Prasanna

Thank you so much for your compliments. I’m really glad the story resonated with you and that you felt the experience while reading it. It means a lot to me. 

Thanks again for taking the time to share your reaction. 

I also have seen that you have been giving me ratings. Thank you very much for that. 

Really appreciate your continued support. 

With lots of gratitude and warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Hi Shailu

Your writing is truly engaging. You’ve given Neetu and Sirirsha’s arc a satisfying and natural conclusion, closing their chapter with clarity and emotional weight. The transition toward Priya’s return is especially well-done—subtle, intriguing, and full of quiet momentum.

Overall, your pacing, phrasing, and narrative control really stand out. You’ve set the stage beautifully for what comes next. Excellent work.

Keep it up.

Prasanna

Hi Prasanna

That's a wonderful compliment. So sweet. Thank you very much. You have been so sweet to me. Your help and support has been so motivational for me to write more. 

I truly appreciate your continued support. 

With lots of gratitude and regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

wow atlast 1st move exited

Hi LovePookie

Thank you for your feedback. Yes, the first move has been made. This opens the flood gates. Now it's hard for them to stop themselves.

Thank you very much for your continued support.

With best regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

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Priya snapped her gaze forward again.
Stiff. Shaken. Chest rising and falling too fast.
 
Ravi stayed there… breath shattered, heart hammering painfully.
He barely moved, just a retreat of inches, but it felt like ripping himself away from gravity.
 
His mind screamed:
"What have you done…? What did you just do…? She’s married… he’s right there…"
 
But another voice whispered just as loudly:
"She didn’t stop you… she didn’t push you away… she didn’t turn her face…"
 
The tension became unbearable.
 
Priya’s right hand remained trapped in Amit’s gentle grip.
Her left side still radiated the heat of Ravi’s closeness.
Her lips tingled with the echo of a touch she shouldn’t have allowed.
 
Her thoughts spiraled violently, trembling:
"No… no more… stop this… you have to stop this…"
"…but why did it feel so soft… why did it feel like I’ve been waiting for something I can’t even admit…"
 
She shifted in her seat, barely, almost imperceptibly, but Ravi felt it like a shockwave.
 
Her body was trembling.
Her breath uneven.
Her shoulders tense and scared and wanting all at once.
 
The movie thundered on, oblivious.
 
Ravi exhaled slowly, quietly, fighting to keep his breath steady.
He didn’t dare reach for her hand now.
Didn’t dare lean into her again.
 
But the damage was done.
Or the confession.
Or both.
 
Priya glanced sideways, the smallest flick of her eyes, terrified someone might see, but she only saw him.
 
Ravi.
Looking at her with a mixture of guilt and longing that made her stomach drop.
 
His eyes were not proud.
Not triumphant.
Not demanding.
They were scared.
And soft.
And filled with something too tender, too deep, too dangerous.
 
She looked away instantly, breath shaking.
 
Amit shifted again on her right side, tightening his hold on her hand affectionately.
It was innocent. Completely innocent.
 
But to Priya, it felt like the ground collapsing beneath her.
 
Her husband’s warmth on one side.
The aftertaste of Ravi’s forbidden first kiss closeness on the other.
Her heart caught in the burning space between them.
 
Ravi lowered his gaze, guilt gnawing at him, the echo of her lips still burning on his own.
 
He whispered in his mind,
"I’m sorry… I’m sorry… but I can’t stop feeling this…"
 
She whispered in hers,
"Please, Ravi… please don’t make this harder… don’t make me choose…"
 
But the tension wouldn’t fade.
It grew thicker, heavier, suffocating.
 
The movie blurred.
The theater dimmed.
The screen flickered like a heartbeat.
 
And in that deepening darkness, Priya sat between two impossible worlds —
one holding her hand,
and one holding her breath.
 
Her heart pounded violently.
Her lips trembled.
Her mind broke apart.
Nothing would be the same after this.
 
The air between them felt charged, electric, unbearable.
Every small movement, every tiny inhale, every heartbeat was magnified, amplified into pure, tense awareness.
 
Even Amit’s calm, steady grip, so normal, so safe, now felt foreign, almost unreal, an anchor she couldn’t fully hold onto.
 
Ravi’s warmth lingered like a ghost against her skin, impossible to ignore, impossible to dismiss.
 
And she wanted to.
She needed to.
But every instinct, every nerve, every whisper of forbidden desire refused.
 
She closed her eyes for a fraction, just to survive the moment
And when she reopened them, the screen’s glow seemed harsher, almost accusing, as if the universe itself were watching them, testing the limits of their restraint.
 

-- oOo --

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