Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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Sirisha’s mouth… my God, her mouth… It wasn’t just the physical pleasure, it was the sweetness of Sirisha’s hesitancy and innocence giving way to hunger.
 
Sirisha felt a rush of heat creep up her neck, spreading across her cheeks and igniting a nervous flutter in her stomach. It was new, this directness, this sensuality, but it felt right, primal and satisfying in its own way.
 
Neetu’s skin beneath her lips was smooth and warm; she could feel the subtle throb of muscle as she pulled at the nipple with increasing confidence, drawing a soft sigh from her throat.
 
Ravi leaned forward, resting his forehead against Sirisha's shoulder and inhaling deeply. 

He inhaled not just the scent of cedarwood smoke and sandalwood that clung to them all, but something else too, something sweet and unique, that whispered of Neetu’s arousal and Sirisha’s tentative exploration.
 
He felt a smile tug at his lips as he watched this cute little innocent Sirisha find her rhythm in sucking Neetu’s Bhabhi’s nipples, growing bolder with each passing moment.
 
“That's it,” he murmured against her ear, he could find the achieved smile in the eyes of Neetu Bhabhi.  

The smile that shows they have successfully convinced cute little Sirisha into their threesome party.  That made his breath warm on the sensitive skin behind Sirisha’s lobe. “Keep going, beta.”
 
Sirisha innocently took his encouragement to heart.
 
She drew Neetu’s nipple deeper into her mouth, relishing the delicate mix of firmness and yielding softness beneath her tongue.
 
Her fingers gently traced circles along the smooth curve of Neetu's back, seeking out the satisfying heat radiating from her skin.
 
The room was alive with a tangible energy now, a potent blend of shared warmth, unspoken desire, and the thrill of exploring something new and exhilarating.
 
Sirisha felt her own heart pounding against her ribs in rhythm with the soft thrumming of Neetu’s pulse beneath her fingertips; both sounds echoing in the warm silence that hung between them.
 
 
Inside that silence, three different hearts spoke at once:

• Sirisha’s whispered: So this is what it feels like to want, to taste, to be unafraid.
  
  
• Neetu’s whispered: So tender, so young, so naive… how can innocence feel this intoxicating?
  
  
• Ravi’s whispered: This moment will burn inside me forever.
  

 
 
And still, the fire crackled in their hearts, the shadows danced, and the world held its breath.

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