Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The Fourth Round Continues

 

Neetu’s voice broke the heavy silence, her words dripping with sweet encouragement. “It’s alright, beta,” she whispered, her hand gently resting on Sirisha’s shoulder, grounding her in the moment.
 
Her touch was tender but insistent, a reassurance that everything happening now was a natural part of the game. "No one is judging you. We’re all just here together.”
 
Sirisha’s breath hitched, her eyes flickering nervously to Ravi. The sensation of his eyes on her, mixed with her own trepidation, was overwhelming. Every part of her body screamed shyness, urging her to retreat, to hide, but something in Neetu’s voice anchored her.
 
It was as if her body was a battlefield, a storm of desire crashing against a wall of fear and uncertainty. Neetu’s fingers guided Sirisha’s hands with slow precision, positioning her just where she needed to be.
 
The warmth of Neetu’s presence beside her was like a balm on Sirisha’s frazzled nerves. "You’re safe," Neetu murmured softly, "Trust yourself."
 
Ravi sat still, his body rigid, eyes never leaving Sirisha’s face. The mix of desire and nervousness was palpable in the room. He could see the struggle in Sirisha’s expression, the deep, consuming pull of need, yet the fragility of her innocence held her back.
 
His own heart raced, the feeling of helplessness creeping in. He wanted to go to her, to comfort her, but Neetu Bhabhi is her guide now.
 
Neetu’s voice continued to hum softly beside Sirisha’s ear, her words an anchor. “You’re beautiful, beta,” she said, her lips brushing Sirisha’s earlobe as she coaxed her fingers to pull at the waistband, just a little more. “It’s okay to want this. It’s okay to feel this.”
 
Sirisha’s body trembled at Neetu’s touch, the pressure of her fingers gently urging her forward. Her stomach twisted with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
 
Neetu shifted, moving closer to Sirisha, now sitting beside her, her presence a steadying force. She placed her hand over Sirisha’s trembling one, her touch firm but gentle, offering her both support and encouragement. “Don’t worry, beta. We’re here. You’re not alone in this.” She guided Sirisha’s hand down the final stretch of fabric, her voice barely more than a whisper. “There. You’ve done it.”
 
Ravi, feeling both anxious and aroused by the scene unfolding before him, took a step back, offering Sirisha the space she needed. He watched as Neetu gently guided Sirisha’s trembling hands towards his briefs.

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