Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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She could feel herself melting, wanting him to reach out, to touch her, to make it real.
 
But at the same time, she felt the pull of guilt, like a tether holding her back.
 
Finally, Priya broke the silence, her voice soft and almost tentative, though her words carried a layer of warmth.
 
"So, what should we order?" she asked, glancing over at him. Her voice was laced with a gentle curiosity, but it didn’t mask the underlying tension. The question was ordinary enough, but in the space between them, it seemed charged, heavy with everything they hadn't said.
 
Ravi swallowed, feeling the tightness in his throat. He wanted to speak, to offer a suggestion, but his words caught in his chest.
 
It wasn’t about the food. It wasn’t even about ordering anymore. It was about something else, something unspoken that hovered between them, making every movement, every glance, seem like it held more weight than usual.
 
“Focus. Get through this. Don’t let this moment slip away. You’ve waited long enough.” Ravi forced the thought, but it did nothing to calm the growing storm inside.
 
His body was betraying him, the desire to hold her, to kiss her, to feel her warmth against him, so palpable that it felt like he was suffocating in his own thoughts. His muscles were tight with restraint, but the temptation was unbearable.
 
Priya, sensing the slight distance between them, smiled and opened her phone. She tilted the screen towards him slightly, her eyes meeting his, asking him in the most subtle way to come closer.
 
"Here, tell me what you like," she said softly, the slight tilt of her phone drawing him in just a little bit more. Her words were casual, but the way she held his gaze was anything but.
 
It was a soft invitation, a challenge to close the space, to stop pretending like the air between them wasn’t thick with tension.
 
The temptation was unbearable, and Ravi couldn’t resist. He took a small step toward her, closing the distance.
 
He leaned in, pretending to look at the menu on her phone, though his eyes were more focused on the soft curve of her cheek, the way her hair fell lightly over her shoulder, and the gentle rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed.

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[shailu4ever]

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The closeness between them was almost intoxicating. He could smell the sweetness of her perfume, the faintest trace of the lotion she wore, and it made his pulse race even faster.
 
“This can’t be real. She’s right here. I’m right here. And I can’t move. I can’t think straight. She smells like... like something I’ve wanted for so long... why am I still holding back?”
 
Standing next to her now, the proximity was almost overwhelming. His hand brushed against her side as he leaned closer, and for a split second, neither of them moved. The small, subtle contact felt electric, and Ravi could feel his pulse quicken.
 
The air between them felt thick now, charged with something they hadn’t been able to acknowledge before. The heat of their bodies, the shared space, the shared silence, it all felt like it was about to break.
 
He forced himself to focus, to push aside the overwhelming urge to reach out, to pull her closer. His fingers twitched with the need to touch her more, to feel her skin, to hold her like he’d been craving all night.
 
Priya, though seemingly calm, seemed to feel it too. Her eyes flickered up to his, catching his gaze for a moment. She didn’t pull away.
 
Instead, she held his gaze, and for a brief second, the world outside their little bubble seemed to disappear. There was only the two of them, standing so close, barely a breath apart.
 
“He’s close. Too close. But... I don’t want him to move away. I want him to touch me... I need him to touch me...” The thought was like a fire that started in her chest and spread through her entire body.
 
Her breath deepened, her chest rising and falling more rapidly now, as though her body was betraying the calm facade she was trying to maintain. The soft thrum of desire that had been buried inside her for so long now surged to the surface.
 
Without even realizing it, Ravi’s hand slid from her side to rest lightly on her waist. His fingers barely brushed her skin through the soft fabric of her saree, but the touch felt like it carried a weight of its own.
 
It wasn’t a bold gesture, but the intimacy of it was undeniable.

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[prasannas2001]

Excellent and Exciting

I totally agree. Things are getting more and more exciting.

Great job Shailu

[shailu4ever]

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His hand, lingering there, felt like it had a mind of its own, moving closer, slowly, drawn by something much stronger than logic.
 
“This is it. This is what I’ve wanted. Her skin. So soft. So close. Can she feel it? Can she feel how much I need her?” Ravi’s thoughts tangled, his hand betraying the flood of emotion he had been holding back for so long.
 
His body was responding before his mind could process, like a silent plea that his heart had been aching to make.
 
Priya took a small breath, her body stiffening for a moment, but then she relaxed into his touch. A quiet sigh escaped her lips, and she turned her head slightly, her breath warm against his face.
 
The connection between them deepened, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.
 
The air was thick with the unspoken, with everything they had been holding back. The vulnerability between them was laid bare, and there was nowhere to hide from it.
 
Finally, Priya tapped the phone, ordering the food with a soft, almost absent tone.
 
"Okay, order’s done," she said, her voice a little shaky, as though her own emotions were beginning to spill over. She raised her head, her eyes meeting his, and in that moment, the distance between them vanished completely.
 
Ravi’s heart seemed to stop. He was right there, so close to her that their faces were nearly touching. The sudden realization of how close they had come made him pause, but only for a moment.
 
His hand, almost on instinct, moved upward, and before he knew it, his fingers lightly grazed the back of her hand. A soft, lingering touch.
 
“She’s here. I’ve been waiting for this moment. I can’t fight it anymore. We’re both here. Now. And I’m not letting go.” The thought was like a promise, a vow that he had been holding for too long, one he couldn’t break now.
 
Priya’s eyes widened, just slightly, but then she didn’t pull away. Instead, she held his gaze, and everything in the room seemed to stop. The tension that had been building for so long was finally coming to the surface.
 
Ravi could feel the heat between them, the intensity of the moment pushing them both to the brink of something they hadn’t fully explored.

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[shailu4ever]

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Without thinking, his arms moved around her, pulling her in gently but firmly, like he had been waiting for this moment forever. Her body melted into his, the warmth of her skin against his chest, the soft curve of her back as she pressed closer.
 
“This is it. I can feel her. Her warmth. Her heart beating against mine. This... this is what I’ve been waiting for. Holding her. Holding her like I’ve wanted to for so long.”
 
The apartment was silent, save for the steady rhythm of their breath, coming faster now, more urgent. The world outside seemed a distant memory, fading away until all that remained was the heat of their bodies pressing together.
 
Ravi’s arms, firm yet tender, wrapped around Priya’s back, pulling her even closer as if he could somehow draw all the space between them into nothingness. He could feel the rapid thud of her heartbeat against his chest, mirroring his own racing pulse.
 
“She’s here. Finally. I have her in my arms, and I never want to let go. I need this. I need her.”
 
Her body was soft and warm against his, and every inch of her skin, every curve, was like a spark to a flame, intensifying the fire burning inside him. Her fingers traced the edge of his shirt, brushing against his skin, sending shivers down his spine.
 
The tension between them had been stretched too thin, and now, in the stillness of the living room, they both felt that breaking point, that moment when their restraint could hold no longer.
 
Priya lifted her face slightly, her eyes darkened with desire as she searched his face. There was no fear, no hesitation. Just pure need. She tilted her head, her lips parting just slightly, and the space between them felt like it was closing in faster than the beat of their hearts.
 
She leaned in first, her lips brushing against the side of his neck, gentle at first, testing, feeling the heat of his skin, savoring the sensation of being so close. But that soft kiss quickly deepened as her mouth moved to his ear, her breath hot against him.
 
Ravi let out a soft, involuntary groan, his hands sliding up to cup the back of her head, pulling her closer. Her lips were so soft, her touch electric, sending jolts of heat through his veins.

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[shailu4ever]

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He couldn’t hold back anymore.
He wanted more.
Needed more.
 
“Her lips. God, I want her full luscious lips. I’ve wanted them forever... this moment, I’ve imagined it for so long. But now it’s here, and I can’t wait any longer.”
 
Before he even realized it, his lips crashed against hers, hungry, desperate. The kiss was a collision of unspoken longing, a release of everything they had been holding back.
 
Their lips moved together urgently, clashing with a fierce intensity, like they had been starved of each other’s touch for far too long.
 
There was no gentleness now, no hesitation—only a raw, aching desire that could no longer be contained.
 
Priya responded in kind, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him even closer. She pressed her body harder into his, savoring the feel of him—the warmth of his chest, the hardness of his muscle hidden within the thin fabric of his trousers.
 
She could feel him everywhere.
 
He tasted like everything she had been longing for, and her kiss deepened as she met him with the same desperate hunger.
 
Her tongue swept into his mouth, claiming him as her own, feeling the electric charge that passed between them, igniting a fire they both couldn’t control.
 
“Yes. Finally. This is everything I’ve wanted... this is what I’ve been waiting for.” Priya’s mind was a whirl of emotions—desire, guilt, longing—but all of it was swept away in the rush of his touch, in the desperate way his hands moved over her body.
 
He was everywhere.
 
Her heart pounded in her chest, matching the frantic pace of their deepening kiss.
 
Ravi’s hands roamed all over her back, slipping under the fabric of her saree, the soft, smooth skin of her waist driving him wild.
 
He groaned into her mouth as he felt the delicate curve of her back, his fingers tracing the spine he had only ever imagined touching.
 
He wanted more of her.
So much more.
Her body pressed against his felt like the only thing that mattered.
 
The kiss slowed for a brief second, but it was only to allow them both to catch their breath.
 
The air was thick with the intensity of the moment,
and as they pulled back just slightly
Their foreheads rested against each other
Eyes closed, breaths mingling. 

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[lovelyrao]

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He couldn’t hold back anymore.
He wanted more.
Needed more.
 
“Her lips. God, I want her full luscious lips. I’ve wanted them forever... this moment, I’ve imagined it for so long. But now it’s here, and I can’t wait any longer.”
 
Before he even realized it, his lips crashed against hers, hungry, desperate. The kiss was a collision of unspoken longing, a release of everything they had been holding back.
 
Their lips moved together urgently, clashing with a fierce intensity, like they had been starved of each other’s touch for far too long.
 
There was no gentleness now, no hesitation—only a raw, aching desire that could no longer be contained.
 
Priya responded in kind, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him even closer. She pressed her body harder into his, savoring the feel of him—the warmth of his chest, the hardness of his muscle hidden within the thin fabric of his trousers.
 
She could feel him everywhere.
 
He tasted like everything she had been longing for, and her kiss deepened as she met him with the same desperate hunger.
 
Her tongue swept into his mouth, claiming him as her own, feeling the electric charge that passed between them, igniting a fire they both couldn’t control.
 
“Yes. Finally. This is everything I’ve wanted... this is what I’ve been waiting for.” Priya’s mind was a whirl of emotions—desire, guilt, longing—but all of it was swept away in the rush of his touch, in the desperate way his hands moved over her body.
 
He was everywhere.
 
Her heart pounded in her chest, matching the frantic pace of their deepening kiss.
 
Ravi’s hands roamed all over her back, slipping under the fabric of her saree, the soft, smooth skin of her waist driving him wild.
 
He groaned into her mouth as he felt the delicate curve of her back, his fingers tracing the spine he had only ever imagined touching.
 
He wanted more of her.
So much more.
Her body pressed against his felt like the only thing that mattered.
 
The kiss slowed for a brief second, but it was only to allow them both to catch their breath.
 
The air was thick with the intensity of the moment,
and as they pulled back just slightly
Their foreheads rested against each other
Eyes closed, breaths mingling. 

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Please share big updates if possible Shailu Garu

[shailu4ever]

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Ravi’s hands rested at the small of her back
The only thing keeping her from melting completely into him.
 
“This is all I need. This is where I want to be. Right here, with her.”
 
Priya’s hand slid from the back of his neck to his jaw,
Tracing the line of it gently, before pulling him back to her lips.
This kiss was different, more tender, more intimate. Long awaited…
 
But no less urgent.
Her hands slid to his shirt, pulling at it
Desperate to feel the warmth of his skin against hers.
 
Ravi’s heart raced as he felt the cool touch of her fingers on his chest,
And it only made him want her more.
 
Her mouth pressed against his again, but this time, she kissed him with a gentle urgency—softer, but no less intense, as though they were both savoring this moment, this moment of connection they had both longed for.
 
The kiss deepened again, and this time, neither of them was willing to pull away. Their lips were molded together, desperate, like they were both claiming each other.
 
It was a kiss that spoke of everything they hadn’t said, everything they hadn’t done.
 
Every moment of restraint, every second of hesitation, melted away.
 
Ravi’s hands, having traversed the smooth expanse of her back, finally arrived at their destination.
 
He paused for a moment, his palms hovering just over the full, generous curve of her butt, the anticipation itself a form of exquisite torture. Then, he let them settle, and a low groan escaped his throat.
 
The sensation was electric. Through the thin fabric of her dress, He could feel the perfect, yielding softness of her flesh, A plush warmth that promised utter comfort and unbridled passion.
 
It was more than just soft; it was alive, supple, and it molded to his touch as if it had been waiting for him all along. The sheer weight and fullness of her butt in his hands sent a primal jolt straight through him, a wave of possessive desire that made his own body ache with need.
 
Unable to resist, his fingers curled, sinking slightly into the decadent softness. He pressed his hands flat against her, feeling the firm muscle beneath the plush layer, a testament to her strength and vitality.
 
The heat radiating from her skin was intoxicating, a silent invitation that seeped through the material and branded his palms.

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[shailu4ever]

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He squeezed, a slow, deliberate pressure, and pulled her hips flush against his own.
 
The contact was absolute, a complete and total merging of their lower bodies.
 
He could feel every contour, every subtle shift she made, and the friction, even through their clothes, was a maddening tease that stoked the fire in his belly into an inferno.
 
As he held her, he became lost in the tactile perfection of it all.
 
He let one hand drift, exploring the magnificent curve, tracing the line where her thigh met the swell of her butt cheek.
 
The skin was impossibly smooth, the texture a luxury he could never have imagined. He pressed harder, grinding her against him, a silent, desperate plea for more.
 
The feeling was overwhelming, a symphony of softness, heat, and pressure that consumed his every thought.
 
Her body was a masterpiece of sensuality.
 
Holding her like this was a privilege that felt both sacred and profoundly sinful.
 
He was no longer just touching her; he was worshipping her with his hands, learning the geography of his newfound paradise.
 
Her response was a silent, breathy moan that vibrated against his lips, and she shifted, lifting onto her toes as if to offer herself more completely to his embrace.
 
The movement caused her butt to press even more firmly into his hands, and the slight arch of her back deepened the connection, sending another shiver of pure, unadulterated lust through his entire being.
 
The world outside their embrace dissolved into meaningless noise; there was only the heat of her body, the softness he held so possessively, and the desperate, aching need that pulsed between them.
 
The kiss deepened once again, more fierce, more longing, a raw and hungry acknowledgment of the erotic promise his hands had just claimed.
 
 It felt like a lifetime of longing was being poured into this one kiss, their bodies pressed together, both of them caught in the fire of their desire.
 
This was what they both wanted. What they had both been waiting for—this moment where everything else in the world ceased to matter. Only they existed. Only this moment.
 
The kiss between them deepened into a raw, unrestrained clash of mouths, a desperate attempt to consume and be consumed, as if they could finally quench a thirst that had parched them for a lifetime.

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[shailu4ever]

Please share big updates if possible Shailu Garu

Hi Rao sir

Thank you for your feedback. I really appreciate your interest in bigger updates. Just so you know, I write whenever I find time.  And I post updates as and when I write, so you’ll always get the freshest ideas straight out of my mind. They may be smaller in size, but I try to give you more frequent updates, so that they all in one go for you.  

I’ll definitely keep your suggestion in mind and try my best to share any big updates as they come, so please stay tuned for more.

I truly appreciate your continued support. 

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

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Their hands were no longer just touching; they were claiming, clutching at fabric and skin with a frantic urgency that left no room for doubt.
 
Priya’s fingers tangled mercilessly in Ravi’s hair, pulling him down, holding him captive, as her body arched against his, a silent scream of primal need.
 
Every inch of her was a revelation, a living flame pressed against him, and he answered with a ferocity of his own.
 
His lips broke from hers only to blaze a trail down the elegant column of her neck, where he tasted the salt of her skin, nipping and sucking until a sharp, breathy gasp tore from her throat.
 
Priya, lost in the onslaught, tilted her head back in an act of complete surrender, granting him unspoken access to the sensitive flesh he was so expertly torturing.
 
Her own hands roamed over the hard planes of his chest, feeling the frantic hammering of his heart beneath her palms, a rhythm that matched her own.
 
The heat between them was no longer just warmth; it was an oppressive, intoxicating inferno that threatened to melt them into one being. Breaking the kiss for even a second to gasp for air was an agony they were unwilling to endure.
 
Each press of his lips, each sweep of his tongue, was a vow, a fulfillment of a longing so profound it had become a part of their souls.
 
Ravi’s thoughts were a chaotic, primal chant: "I want her. I need her... now." Every cell in his body screamed it, a demand to erase the final barriers between them.
 
Her body melted against his, all soft curves and yielding heat, her legs brushing his with a deliberate, electrifying friction that made his head spin.
 
The fire they had ignited was now a raging wildfire, an all-consuming desire that had smoldered for far too long and would no longer be contained.
 
Then, with a strength born of pure desperation, her hands shot to the back of his neck, her fingers digging in as she yanked his mouth back to hers.
 
The kiss was a conquest. Her tongue, bold and seeking, slipped past his lips, not to explore, but to claim. It found his, and the world shattered.
 
They were no longer kissing; they were dueling, a wet, intimate dance of tongues that curled and stroked, each trying to suck the other deeper, to get so completely inside them that there would be no way to tell where one ended and the other began.

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[shailu4ever]

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It was a frantic, beautiful, and utterly possessive race to the oblivion they had both been craving.
 
But just as they were both lost in the moment, the faint sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. Ravi stiffened, a subtle tension running through his body. The sound of the shower stopped.
 
The unmistakable sound of water dripping onto the tiles stopped, followed by a shift of movement, Amit was finishing up his shower.
 
Ravi pulled away, his breath heavy and uneven, his face flushed. The heat between them still burned, but the reality of the situation crashed back around them.
 
Amit would be out soon, and the inevitable separation hung over them like a weight they couldn’t ignore. Priya’s hands slowly slid from Ravi’s chest, reluctantly releasing the fabric of his shirt as if letting go of the last piece of their intimacy in that moment.
 
But before they fully detached, Priya reached up, her fingers trembling slightly as they cupped Ravi’s face. She held his gaze, her eyes soft yet intense with a mix of emotions—longing, gratitude, and something deeper, more vulnerable.
 
"Ravi..." she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. Her fingers traced the contours of his jaw, memorizing the feel of him, as if trying to etch the memory into her skin.
 
She could feel the weight of their bond now, solid and undeniable. There was no escaping the truth of what had just transpired.
 
"This... this is what we both needed, isn’t it?" Priya continued, “I don’t want to pretend any more. I want this. I want you…. Every inch of you.” her eyes searching his face for the same understanding. "I know it’s wrong. I know we shouldn’t be doing this, but... it feels real. And we both need this. We both needed this closeness, this... connection."
 
Her voice faltered for a moment, the depth of her emotions nearly breaking through. She gave him a soft smile, a bittersweet one, and her heart swelled with affection, for him, for what they had just shared. For the bond that was now unspoken but understood.
 
"Thank you, Ravi" she whispered softly, her words filled with genuine gratitude. "Thank you for coming into my life, Ravi. We have time, this is just the beginning…"
 
Then, with a softness that only deepened the intensity of the moment, she leaned in one final time, pressing her lips to his. The kiss was different now, gentle, tender, but full of all the things they hadn’t said.
 
It wasn’t the kiss of desperation anymore, but a kiss of acknowledgment.
 
The acknowledgement
of what they’d shared,
of what they both wanted,
Even if it was wrong.

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[shailu4ever]

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When they finally pulled back, Priya’s hand lingered on his face for just a second longer. Their eyes met, both understanding without words that the connection had been made, that there was no turning back from this.
 
The bond between them was no longer hidden, no longer a whisper in the dark—it was out in the open, raw and real.
 
"Pleas get changed, we will have time." Priya said quietly, her voice shaky but resolute. She turned away, moving toward the couch, trying to collect herself, though the air between them still vibrated with everything they had just shared.
 
Ravi stood frozen for a moment, his heart still racing, before he reluctantly stepped back, retreating to his room to change, knowing he couldn’t stay in the same space much longer.
 
For a long moment, neither of them spoke. They simply stood there, both feeling the loss of the other’s warmth. The weight of the moment lingered, but the reality of the situation was unavoidable.
 
Ravi, still trying to catch his breath, his hand running through his hair in a quick, almost frustrated motion. "I’ll... I’ll change, Didi" he murmured, his voice thick with desire and regret.
 
Without another word, he turned and walked toward his room, the need to put distance between them, however brief, pressing on him.
 
Priya stood there for a moment longer, trying to compose herself, her heart still racing. She moved slowly to the living room couch, her fingers nervously reaching for the remote. She switched on the TV, though she wasn’t really watching.
 
The soft hum of the television filled the space, a stark contrast to the intensity that had just passed between them. She could still feel the heat of his body, the memory of his lips on hers, the feel of his hands on her back.
 
It was overwhelming, and yet she knew she had to act like nothing had happened.
 
“I should have stopped. I should have pulled away earlier...” Priya’s mind was a flurry of confusion and desire. But she couldn’t bring herself to regret it, not really.
 
She knew this was dangerous, knew that it was wrong in so many ways, but the pull toward Ravi was undeniable.
 
The sound of the bathroom door creaking open echoed through the apartment, breaking her thoughts. Amit’s footsteps followed as he began moving around in the bathroom, getting dressed.
 
Priya quickly tried to settle into the sofa, forcing a calm expression, trying to settle the chaos inside her. She grabbed a cushion, hugged it to her chest for a moment, trying to steady her breathing.
 
Her mind still buzzed with the memory of Ravi’s touch, of the kisses that had felt like they would never end. But now, the reality of the situation felt sharp.
 
Amit would be out soon, and the world they had created, that fragile bubble of intimacy, would pop.

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[amol1]

Shailu you are really blessed with the writing skills..the way story is unfolding.. It's really getting more exciting and naughty.. Really an amazing update. We all eagerly wait for your updates ;⁠)

[LovePookie]

omg suspence

[prasannas2001]

The Temptations



“She's hurt. You can’t take advantage of this… of her trust.”
 
His fingers, slightly trembling, grazed the curve of her neck, a touch that was meant to be protective but sent a wave of heat rushing through him. A shiver ran down his spine as his body reacted to her proximity.
 
The way her body responded to him was almost involuntary, each shift, each breath, sending him spiraling further into the pull of her closeness.

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Wow Shailu. What a sensuous narration yar.

You really touch every nerve. No comparison to your skills.

The Queen of the Erotic Story Land.

[tting4tting4]

wow Shailu! that was HOT HOT HOT! your word play is in a class of its own!

[shailu4ever]

Shailu you are really blessed with the writing skills..the way story is unfolding.. It's really getting more exciting and naughty.. Really an amazing update. We all eagerly wait for your updates ;⁠)

Hi Amol

Thank you so much for your compliments. It truly means a lot to me to know that you're enjoying the story and finding it exciting and naughty. I'm so grateful for your support and enthusiasm, it really motivates me to keep writing and pushing myself further with each update. Knowing that you're eagerly waiting for the next part makes all the effort worthwhile.

I’m so lucky to have readers like you, and I can't wait to share more with you soon. Thanks again for being a part of this journey. Your feedback is always so encouraging

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

omg suspence

Hi LovePookie

Haha, I’m glad the suspense is keeping you hooked.  I promise, the next update will bring even more twists and turns. Thanks so much for reading and for sharing your excitement, it makes all the suspense worth it! Stay tuned, the best is yet to come.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

wow Shailu! that was HOT HOT HOT! your word play is in a class of its own!

Hi tting4tting4

Wow, thank you. Thank you very much for your compliments. I’m so glad you enjoyed it. 

Your words really mean a lot, and I’m thrilled to hear that the wordplay is hitting the mark! I’ll definitely keep the heat turned up for the next updates, you won’t be disappointed. Thanks again for your amazing feedback, it keeps me inspired to write more.

I truly appreciate your continued support and your ratings.

With gratitude and regards

-- Shailu