[shailu4ever]

Just sucking her nipples , but by your explanaion it is more and more sexy. Super description. Reading a story or watching  a porn cant make so high as your story narration. Thank you.

Hi Ananth sir

Thank you so much for your thoughtful feedback and compliments! 

I’m really glad to hear that the emotions and descriptions in the story resonated with you. That means a lot to me! 

I strive to create a vivid experience, so it’s wonderful to know that you felt that connection. 

Coming from you, these compliments are truly an honor, and I deeply appreciate you taking the time to share them.

I truly appreciate your continued support.  That keeps me motivated.

Thank you very much

With warm regards

-- Shailu

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Edge of Surrender


Ravi slowly lowered himself,

Never breaking eye contact with her as he carefully unbuttoned her shorts.

His movements were deliberate, sensual, as he gently pulled them down, his lips brushing against her skin with every inch.

The intimacy of the moment made everything feel heightened, as if time itself had slowed.

Finally, he removed the shorts completely, tossing them aside.

Sirisha could feel the warmth of Ravi’s lips as they brushed against the delicate skin of her stomach.

It was an incredibly intimate space, one that made her feel vulnerable yet exposed. But there was no fear, not with him.

She trusted him completely to make her feel safe, to guide her through this moment without judgment, to push aside any inhibitions she might have.

He looked up at her face.

She had closed her eyes, her mouth slightly open, lips parted as a soft moan escaped. "Open your legs for me," he whispered hoarsely.

She opened them slightly but not enough for him.

So, with one hand on each of her thighs, he gently pushed them apart until they were spread wide for his view.


His mouth moved lower, tracing the curve of her hip.

She felt his breath against her skin as he paused just at the top of her thighs.

He was so close, yet there was a clear restraint in his touch, a purposeful hesitation.

The thought sent a shiver through her, not because she wasn’t prepared, but because it made her realize just how much she wanted him.


His lips brushed against the inside of her thigh, and she gasped, her body tensing at the sensation.

He was so close to where she needed him most, yet he held back, teasing her with the slow build-up.

Sirisha couldn't help but squirm beneath his touch, feeling him smile against her skin, savoring the anticipation.

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He pushed aside her panties


But left them wrapped loosely around her legs, the fabric clinging to her skin in a way that heightened the sensation against her sensitive flesh.

Ravi’s hand moved between her legs again.

He slowly removed the last barrier, pushing aside her panties completely, allowing his fingers to glide against her now fully exposed flesh.

He took his time, letting her body adjust to each new touch, her mind sinking into the moment as she relaxed into his care.


Sirisha reacted immediately; her slender fingers covered her pussy, as if trying to shield her vulnerability from his gaze.

Her eyes met his, and she offered a soft, shy smile. “Chee… Bhayyaa…  Ayyoo... I feel shy…”

Ravi’s expression softened, but his desire was unmistakable as he reached for her wrists.

With gentle insistence, he pulled her hands away from her body.

“It’s beautiful, Sirisha,” he murmured, his voice thick with longing.

“Let me see all of you. No secrets between us, remember? We’re in the circle of trust.”

She hesitated, her fingers still shyly covering herself, but the moment she tried to pull her hands back, Ravi was already gently but firmly guiding them down. “Ayyo… stop Bhayya, I cannot…” Her face flushed with the effort to keep herself hidden, but his touch was unyielding.

Slowly, he moved her hands away, revealing her magnificent, yummy and virgin pussy to him fully.


“Cheee… You are very shameless Bhayya…” she whispered, covering her face with her hands, a deep flush spreading across her cheeks.


A quiet surrender washed over her, and she relaxed into his hold.

With a gentle motion, he spread her thighs wide, exposing her completely to him.

The sensation of being so utterly vulnerable took her breath away, but instead of fear, there was a thrilling sense of acceptance, of trust.

She didn’t want to pull back.

This moment was as much hers as it was his.

She wanted him to see her, every part of her, as she truly was.

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This is writing at its best.. Sensual and erotic..All good things need lots of patience.. Great going!!!

Hi readersp

Wow, thank you so much for your compliments. Hearing you say my writing is “sensual and erotic” really makes me blush. 

Your words mean so much, and coming from you, they feel extra special. Don’t stop spoiling me with such compliments, I could get addicted.

Thank you very much for your continued support.

With best regards

-- Shailu

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Exposed Beauty of the Virgin 


Her smooth skin glistened in the daylight spilling into the room, flushed with warmth as she caught her breath. Every inch of her seemed to beg for his attention, and Ravi’s gaze lingered with a raw hunger that made her shiver. She felt exposed, utterly vulnerable, yet thrillingly alive under his stare.

Ravi’s eyes were glued to her virgin pussy, his mind racing with dark, greedy thoughts of what he wanted to do with that delicate pink flesh. The way it was spread open, teasing him, drove a low growl from deep in his chest. She was tempting him with every curve, every soft, glistening fold, and he could feel his control slipping.

Her pussy was almost completely bare, save for a thin strip of soft curls above it. The pale skin of her thighs contrasted perfectly with the tender warmth of her folds. If it weren’t for that faint trail of hair, she might have seemed entirely bare, impossibly soft, almost painfully delicate.

Her lower lips were full and swollen, begging silently to be kissed, nibbled, worshipped. They glistened with her natural juices, pink and slick, just slightly puffed from his earlier touch. Compared to her slender frame, they were impossible to ignore, ripe for him, calling to him in their quiet, intimate way.

Her clitoris was small, perfectly round, like a tiny pink button pulsating with need. A bead of fluid rested at its tip, twitching as she realized he was staring. The sight made a sharp tremor run through her, a mix of shyness and raw desire.

A little lower, the delicate folds of her labia concealed the opening to her innermost self, but only partially. The pale pink, almost translucent skin shivered under his gaze, sensitive and inviting. The outer fold was longer than the inner, dipping into a small cleft that revealed just a teasing hint of her secret. No hood shielded the tender flesh; it was exposed, waiting, and he wanted it badly.

Tiny pearls of fluid glimmered at the tips of her folds, twitching subtly as if alive, betraying her growing need. Her inner lips were smooth, thin, soft as petals, surrounding the small pink opening to her vagina. They were parted just enough to tantalize him, slick and glistening, and he imagined just how deep his fingers, or his cock, could go if she let him.

The edges of her entrance glistened with moisture, shining wetly in the light, and Ravi’s breathing hitched. She was reacting to him even before his touch, her body already betraying her excitement. She felt raw under his gaze, flushed and trembling, and he wanted nothing more than to consume her completely, to taste her, to feel every quiver, every twitch, every soft gasp escape from her lips.

“Bhayya… please…” she whispered, her voice shaky, desperate, thick with need. The sound made him ache to press himself against her even more. Her words, her small, involuntary movements, the way her body arched and shivered under his stare, it was intoxicating.

Every fold, every glistening edge, every tiny twitch of fluid between her thighs screamed vulnerability and invitation.

He could feel the pull of her softness, the way her delicate flesh was almost trembling for him. The desire thrummed through him, low and insistent, raw and greedy, and he wanted to claim her with everything he had.

She was exquisite, too perfect, too fragile, too damned beautiful to resist.

And the more he stared, the more she shivered beneath him, the hotter and wetter she became. 

He wanted her, all of her, and he wanted her now.

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[shailu4ever]

Dear Readers,

I truly appreciate everyone who takes the time to read my story. But I want to share something important with you: your comments and feedback are the only way I can keep going.

Seeing that people are reading is wonderful, but it’s your words—your reactions, thoughts, even a single line—that give me the motivation to continue writing and sharing new chapters.

To those who have already commented, thank you so much—you are the reason I’m able to keep pushing forward. For everyone else, please know that even a short comment makes a huge difference and keeps this story alive.

With gratitude,

-- Shailu

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Thank you Shailu for making the reading experience Great. No words to describe that feeling. Again THANK YOU

Hi Ananth sir,


Thank you very much for your support. Please note that the two messages above were not addressed to you.

From the very beginning of my writing journey, you have been encouraging me with your likes and kind support. I am truly grateful, and you are one of the reasons I still continue to write. I could never ask for more.

On the other hand, there are some readers who do not give any feedback or even a simple like, which makes it hard for me to know whether my writing resonates with them or not. Even a small indication helps me understand how my work is received.

The earlier messages were meant for them, not you. Once again, thank you very much for always standing by me.

With gratitude,

-- Shailu

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Need updates dear Shailu ji!!! Lots of them..Out of sight.. out of mind..

Hi readersp

Thank you for your compliments, dear readersp ji! 

Your support truly keeps me going. 

Don’t worry, lots of updates are coming soon, and I’ll make sure I don’t go “out of sight, out of mind” again

With warm regards

-- Shailu

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Ravi’s hand moved slowly between her legs, gently parting the tiny hair at the apex of her thighs.


His fingertips traced the softness of her skin, sending waves of heat through her.

Sirisha’s body responded to him instinctively, becoming wetter with every subtle movement.

She bit her lip, trying to steady her breathing as she waited for what was to come next, her heart pounding in her chest.


Sirisha looked up at him shyly but didn't try to cover herself.

She seemed to be waiting for what would happen next.

Her chest rose and fell quickly as her breathing hastened with anticipation, a gentle blush on her cheeks.


As Ravi's fingers met the softest, most delicate folds of skin he had ever felt, her pussy was wet and warm, glistening with her arousal.

He could feel her heart racing beneath his fingertips as he explored her intimately for the first time.


He started by gently parting her lower lips with his fingers, revealing a tiny bud of sensitive flesh at the center.

As he teased this bud, she let out a soft moan, arching her back slightly.

He continued to explore, delving deeper into her folds, feeling the wetness that coated every inch of her inner thighs and pussy lips.


His fingers found her clit, the small nubbin of flesh that throbbed with each heartbeat.

He circled it slowly at first, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath him. As he increased the speed, she let out a sharper moan, her hips bucking against his hand.


Ravi could feel himself growing hard in his pants as he touched Sirisha like this.

He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her and make love to her for hours.

But for now, he was content to explore every inch of her beautiful body with his hands and mouth.

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Thanks for assuring your stand  Please don't mistake me I am regularly reading your story with lot of expectation and you make it fulfill . Inspite of this the character that touches my heart is Priya Didi  and her intimacy with Ravi

To be frank my mind moves behind Priya Didi's Pussy rather than Shrisha's Virgin Pussy

Please do bring Priyadidi soon need her badly


Thanks for your regular updates

Hi venkygeethu

Thank you so much for sharing your heartfelt thoughts.

It truly means a lot to know that you are following the story with such eagerness and enjoying the journey of the characters. 

I completely understand your fondness for Priya Didi, she’s a very special character and her bond with Ravi has its own depth and beauty.

While the focus may shift between Shrisha, Neetu and others at times, I assure you Priya Didi’s presence will remain significant, and you will get to see more of her soon. 

I’m keeping the best for the last, so your patience will definitely be rewarded.

Your encouragement really motivates me to keep writing and bringing these characters to life. Grateful for your constant support and love for the story

I am still like a kid at heart, and yes, it will be wonderful to see a message or even a like from you once in a while, those little “motivation pills” really keep me going. 

Grateful for your constant support and love for the story.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

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Ravi’s fingers brushed lightly against her clitoris, sending a shock of pleasure through her body.


He moved them lower, tracing the slickness of her vaginal opening before returning to her clitoris, parting her labia gently with his finger.

Sirisha felt herself growing more sensitive by the second as he caressed her with a careful slowness that drove her wild.


Ravi moved back up her body, his hands caressing her breasts once more, sending ripples of pleasure through her.

He lingered there, savoring the feel of her softness, before shifting to her shoulders and gently guiding her down onto the couch.

She sank into the cushions, her body relaxing into the comfort as he loomed over her, his own body taut with desire.


Sirisha’s eyes met his, the trust in his gaze mirroring her own.

It was a silent promise, an understanding between them, and she knew, deep down, that she was ready.


Sirisha moaned softly at the contact, her hips instinctively lifting to meet his touch, urging him deeper, silently begging for more.

But Ravi held back, taking his time, savoring the moment, as though this was the culmination of every breath they had taken up to this point.

Her pussy was already wet, inviting him.

He could feel the warmth of her skin, the delicate softness of her body beneath him, and it made every second feel drawn out, almost too much to bear.


Ravi’s fingers moved deliberately, tracing the slickness of her opening with the lightest touch, as though he were savoring the sensation of her skin against his.

The sensation was electrifying, sending waves of heat through her body.

He paused for a moment, feeling the slight tremor of her body beneath him, as if her body was begging for more, for him to push further, to claim her completely.

But he wasn’t ready to rush; this moment was too perfect to rush through.

His fingers gently retreated, only to return to her clitoris, teasing it with slow, measured strokes.

Each flick of his fingers was tender, careful, as if he were memorizing every inch of her, taking his time to learn what made her respond the most.

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Sirisha’s body trembled beneath him, and she couldn’t hold back the quiet moans that escaped her lips.



Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her, her fingers digging into the fabric as she tried to steady herself.

Her hips shifted, moving in rhythm with his touch, her body seeking more, needing more.

She was no longer able to focus on anything except the heat that was building between her legs, the delicious pressure of his fingers against her, the way he was slowly bringing her closer to the edge with each touch.

The sensation was almost overwhelming, yet she wanted more. She needed more.


The anticipation was driving her wild now, the tension in her body reaching a fever pitch.

She felt her breath quicken, her pulse racing in time with the slow rhythm of his fingers.

His touch was a constant presence, pulling her deeper into the moment, making her body ache with the need to let go.

She couldn’t hold back the sounds escaping from her throat anymore, soft gasps, breathless moans, all of them were his.

She felt the growing heat between her legs intensify, each stroke of his fingers driving her closer to the precipice of something so intense, so consuming.

The way his fingers were moving with perfect precision, never rushing, yet always pushing her closer to that point of release, was maddening.

It was everything she wanted, everything she had been waiting for, and yet somehow, she wanted it to last longer, to stretch this beautiful torture out.


As the heat continued to build inside her, she felt her body give in to the waves of pleasure, her legs trembling slightly with the effort to keep still.

Ravi’s fingers explored every inch of her pussy, and now, she felt as though she were unraveling completely beneath him, her body responding to him in ways that she hadn’t imagined possible.

Each stroke of his fingers against her most intimate places sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, and her hips instinctively pressed toward him, silently urging him to go deeper, to give her more.


She closed her eyes, lost in the rhythm of his touch, in the delicious way he was taking his time, savoring every movement, every sensation.

Her body was burning with desire, every nerve in her being focused solely on the feeling of his fingers, the warmth of his body close to hers, and the connection they shared.

In that moment, nothing else mattered.

The world beyond them had ceased to exist — there was only him, only her, and the overwhelming, perfect heat that was building between them.


Ravi moved back down Sirisha's body, his eyes locked with hers as he paused just above her core.

She could feel the heat of his breath against her most intimate places, sending a shiver through her.

He took a deep breath against her skin before his lips finally pressed against her.

-- oOo --

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[shailu4ever]

Hey Everyone,

I’ve got a big update for you all, and I’m not splitting it up, no way, not with something this special. It took me a bit longer than expected, but I spent several hours typing, editing, and retyping, making sure it was just right.

Just a heads-up, this is Sirisha's first experience, so I wasn’t about to cut things short. 

It’s all here, and I hope you enjoy every bit of it as much as I enjoyed putting it together. 

Let me know if any tweaks are needed,  I’m happy to make things even more exciting if necessary.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Her First Taste of Surrender


Ravi began by licking roughly along the outer folds of her virgin pussy, his tongue dragging slowly and deliberately, teasing the sensitive skin. 

The heat of his mouth sent a shiver through Sirisha’s body, her breath hitching as she felt the first flicks of his tongue. Each movement was slow, measured, building the anticipation inside her. 

As he moved closer to her clit, her body stiffened, a rush of need flooding her.

When his tongue finally flicked over her bud, she moaned loudly, her hips jerking involuntarily, desperate for more. He didn’t hesitate. He pressed harder, circling her clit with precise urgency, sending shocks of pleasure racing through her body.

Sirisha’s hips bucked off the couch, craving deeper contact, the sensation overwhelming her senses.

Ravi didn’t hold back. His tongue moved faster, more aggressively, increasing the pressure on her clit as his fingers slid into her, finding her wet and ready. He pushed deeper, his fingertips massaging her inner walls with quick, skillful strokes, feeling her tighten around him, clenching in pleasure. She was dripping with need, soaking him with her heat, and he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. His tongue plunged deeper into her pussy, tasting every inch of her as he licked, sucked, and fucked her with his mouth. His desire was insatiable, and Sirisha could feel every bit of it in the way he devoured her.

“Bhayya…” she gasped, her voice tight and breathless, barely more than a whisper. The words slipped out like a prayer, filled with a desperation that made Ravi hunger for her more. “Please… Bhayya… ”

But he didn’t give her a chance to breathe. 

His tongue swept over her slick folds, relentlessly drawing out the taste of her as he pulled her lower lip between his teeth and sucked harder. 

“Aaaahhhhh…”  Sirisha’s body jolted beneath him, every stroke sending electric shocks through her. 

She couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything except the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. The room, the world, it all faded into nothingness. 

There was only him, his mouth, and the raw hunger between them. Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her, her chest rising and falling sharply as she tried to stay grounded. 

But Ravi wasn’t letting her go. He kept pulling her deeper into pleasure, keeping her at the edge of madness.

His hands moved to her hips, holding her still as he deepened his kiss with his tongue, sliding it between her folds, savoring the taste of her.

He teased her clit again, flicking it hard with his tongue, drawing desperate, breathless moans from her.

Sirisha was trembling now, her body a tight coil, every inch of her skin ablaze with need. Her moans grew louder, her back arching involuntarily as she sought more from him. She was so close, too close, but Ravi wasn’t about to let her break just yet. 

He kept the pace slow, deliberate, his tongue tracing circles around her clit, keeping her on the brink, never letting her fall over.

“Bhayya…” she whispered, desperation thick in her voice. “Please…”


Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her body writhing beneath him as she begged for more.

She was so fucking close, her body practically screaming for release, but Ravi wasn’t done. He held her in place, refusing to let her go until she was begging for it. The way her hips moved against his face, pushing for deeper contact, only made him more ravenous. He was pushing her limits, teasing her with the slow rhythm of his tongue, flicking and sucking at her clit, drawing her closer to the edge with every stroke.

Her body was taut, every muscle stretched to its breaking point. 

Sirisha could feel the release building inside her, but it wasn’t enough yet. Not until he decided.

“Please…” she begged again, her voice a breathless whisper, “Please don’t stop Bhayya…”

Ravi’s response was a deliberate, needy hum against her skin, his lips pressing harder as his tongue circled her clit with brutal intensity. She was trembling under him, her legs quivering, her breath coming in desperate gasps. He could feel her getting closer, the pressure inside her building until it threatened to break. 

She was so close, but he needed to hear her beg for it. He needed to feel her surrender completely.

“Bhayyaa… please… don’t stop… I can’t… I need you… please...” Her voice cracked, almost a sob, the desperation in it making his chest tighten with desire.

Her words ignited a fire deep inside him, and he pushed harder, faster, determined to take her to the edge, and keep her there.

With one final, brutal flick of his tongue, he pushed her over the edge.

“Mmmm… Aaaaaaaahhhh…” Sirisha’s body stiffened as the first wave of pleasure hit her, and she screamed his name, the sound raw and guttural as her orgasm ripped through her.

Her legs shook violently, her hands gripping him desperately, trying to anchor herself to reality. 

She was shaking beneath him, her body convulsing as the pleasure coursed through her like a storm. 

The release was everything, wild, consuming, overwhelming. 

“Bhayyaaaa…” The sound of her voice, as she came completely undone in his mouth, drove Ravi to the brink of madness himself.


Her first orgasm. Every cell of her body responded with pleasure, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.  


But Ravi didn’t stop. Not even as she came. He kept his tongue on her clit, relentless, pushing her further into the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her body kept trembling, her hips jerking in time with his movements as she rode the wave of her pleasure.

He held her steady, guiding her through the intense release, his hands firm on her hips, making sure she felt every pulse, every wave.


When the tremors finally started to subside, Sirisha collapsed back onto the couch, breathless and spent. Her body still shook with the aftereffects of her release, but Ravi’s hands remained steady on her, grounding her, making sure she knew she was safe.

Slowly, he moved up her body, his lips brushing over her skin, kissing her softly in the aftermath. He could taste the remnants of her on his lips, and as they kissed again, their mouths met with a tenderness that felt almost too gentle after everything.

Her eyes opened slowly, meeting his, and the rawness between them was undeniable. There were no words needed, no explanations. She had surrendered everything to him, and he had given her all of himself in return. 

The connection between them was palpable, deep, and as they kissed once more, 

It felt as though nothing else mattered

No need for anything more

Just the intensity of what they had shared.

-- oOo --

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I read from 1st page to 35th page in a marathon...
I didn't like Neetu. And I was totally disappointed that they had threesome just like that. 
Title is of priya but she was nowhere to be seen.
But kudos to the writer for her efforts.
Shirisha role was completely ruined with the threesome.Neetu was not at all needed.
I have been reading it for 15+ hours.
I lost the connection with priya too.


But I think this writer is the best here.She didn't stop giving updates.Salute.

Hi Strangerstf

First, thank you very much for reading the story continuously. That's really a great compliment for me. I thank you very much for that.

Next, thank you for your compliments for my efforts. That really means a lot.


You please read a few more pages. Then you will understand. They didn't have a threesome, it doesn't happen that easily. It was just his dream. I just wanted to show how much he was longing it.

I don't want to spoil the reminder of the story to you.


Only request I have is please read a few more pages and please don't forget to tell me how you feel.

Priya didi will be coming back in a few days. I am keeping the best for the last.

Thank again for messaging. It means a lot.


With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Lingering Tension


The atmosphere in the apartment was thick, heavy with the afterglow of what had just transpired. 

Sirisha, her body still trembling from the intensity, sat a little apart from Ravi, bare, flushed, and radiant. 

Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. 

Her nipples stood proudly upon her magnificent golden breasts, taut and darkened, as if they carried a silent challenge Ravi could not ignore. 

Every subtle shift in her posture revealed another glimmer of her glowing skin, her body still humming with the aftershocks of their intimacy.

Ravi sat close, his mind racing, still struggling to process the gravity of what had unfolded between them. 

The depth of their connection had caught him unprepared, leaving him suspended between desire and disbelief.

His gaze, unrelenting, fixed on her breasts, those proud peaks standing against the cool air, flushed with heat and longing. 

The sight pulled at him like gravity itself.

He leaned in, his breath grazing her skin, and for a suspended heartbeat, the air between them crackled with electricity, until temptation finally won.
 
Slowly, inevitably, he moved closer, lips parting as he took one nipple into his mouth. 

He sucked with an aching hunger, his tongue brushing deliberately, savoring her. 

His hand found her other breast, fingers circling, teasing, until her body arched involuntarily beneath his touch. 

His voice, muffled against her skin, came soft and teasing—an attempt to mask the storm raging beneath the surface.
 
Ravi: “You’re amazing. Guess you’re not shy anymore, are you?”
 
Sirisha’s lips curved into a playful smile, though beneath it flickered a fragile vulnerability. 

Slowly, deliberately, she pushed herself upright, her movements languid, almost reluctant. 

Her gaze faltered, hesitant to meet his eyes, as though uncertain how to navigate the invisible bond that seemed to be tightening between them.
 

Sirisha: “Ssss… Bhayya, please stop. You’re really shameless, Bhayya.”

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[shailu4ever]

Thanks for the regular updates

It is really understandable as a writer you have other work to do

In spite of all your hurdles and difficulties you have successfully updated your story regularly

As per the feedback by many readers all expect Priya Didi to come back soon

Hi venkygeethu

Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement!

I truly appreciate your understanding and support, it really motivates me to keep going despite the challenges. 

I’m so glad you’re enjoying the regular updates.

And yes, I’ve heard from many readers about Priya Didi as well.

Without giving away any spoilers, I can say she has an important place in the story, and your excitement for her return makes me really happy. 


But I am thinking that I should first complete the current arc, and finish The Threesome Rasmalai Party Currently I am building up for that.

But if you all think that is not needed, I can skip that threesome and directly bring Priya Didi.

Please let me know your thoughts...


Please keep reading and sharing your thoughts as regularly as possible, it means a lot to me.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

 

Hi Everyone,
 
I’ve received a lot of requests from you all about bringing Priya Didi back, and honestly, I want to bring her back too.
 
Right now, I’m focusing on completing the current arc, which is building up toward The Threesome Rasmalai Party. That’s the direction I had in mind.
 
However, if you feel that this arc isn’t really needed, I can cancel The Threesome Rasmalai Party  and bring Priya Didi back in the next few scenes instead.
 
Your feedback is very important for this decision, so please share your thoughts. I’ll be waiting for your poll responses.
 
With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Please continue and finish the threesome. It would be logical after all the build up.. Priya did can come back at an appropriate time. Please do not rush..Go with your pace..readers will follow

Hi readersp

Thank you so much for your thoughtful response—I personally agree with you.

However, I’ve been hearing from many readers asking for Priya Didi to return. Since this is her story, I totally understand their point of view.

I’ll wait to see what others think, but in the meantime, I’ll continue with the story as originally planned.

Thanks again for your continued support!

With best regards,


-- Shailu