Adultery The Cheating Wife ?

My immediate reaction was confusion. What were they doing?

Still baffled, I turned to Priya and whispered, “Did you tell them to act again just to tease me?”

Priya giggled and shook her head. “You’re such an idiot, Ganga! Does it look like they’re acting just to tease you?”

I stared at them again, watching as Sana kissed Isha’s neck, grinding her pussy against Isha’s body. Finally, it hit me, and my jaw dropped wide open.

Shocked, I turned to Priya and asked, “Are they really…?”

Before I could complete my question, Priya grinned widely and nodded enthusiastically. “Yes!” she said, amusement clear on her face.

We turned back to the scene unfolding in front of us. By now, Sana was trailing kisses down Isha’s neck while pressing her body even closer.

I looked back at Priya, my innocent curiosity taking over. “But… they’re girls. How can they…?”

Before I could finish, Priya eagerly interrupted, her voice laced with excitement. “I know, right?! I once saw girls doing this with other girls on my boyfriend’s phone. I thought it was just acting, but apparently, girls like them actually exist in real life.”

I hesitated for a moment before asking, “But Priya… how did you know about this?”

Priya shrugged. “Oh… I woke up to get some water. As I was passing by their room, I heard noises. I peeked through the window and then came to get you.”

A wave of disgust washed over me at the thought of girls doing this with each other. With a firm expression, I said, “Priya, we should stop them before they do something wrong.”

Priya immediately stopped me and groaned. “You and your stupid righteous behavior! Listen, we are NOT stopping them.”

I frowned. “But why?”

Priya sighed in frustration. “Let them do what they want! We can tease them about it tomorrow. Don’t you want to get back at them for teasing you before?”

I didn’t agree with her, but she had a point. I did want to tease them back. Reluctantly, I sat beside her and continued watching.

By now, Sana had shifted, pressing her breasts against Isha’s face. Isha massaged Sana’s boobs, then took her left nipple into her mouth and began sucking.

Sana moaned softly, pushing her boobs further into Isha’s mouth.

Priya, still giggling with amusement, whispered, “Wow, Sana has great boobs. I never noticed under her college dress.”

I saw her glance down at her own chest, as if comparing. Priya cupped one of her own breasts, trying to measure how big they were. A hint of disappointment flickered across her face before she suddenly turned her gaze toward me.

Before I realized what was happening, Priya reached out, about to cup my breast.

I immediately covered myself with my hands, blushing. “You’re such a shameless girl, Priya!”

Priya burst into laughter. “Come on, baby! Why are you so shy? Let me check.”

I shifted away from her and protested, “Please, Priya, don’t touch me!”

Priya teased, “Why, baby? Are you getting turned on watching them?”

Annoyed, I snapped, “Just shut up and watch, Priya!”

She laughed at my frustration and went back to watching Isha and Sana.

By now, the intensity between Sana and Isha had reached a boiling point.

Isha was sucking, biting, and licking Sana’s breasts fiercely while Sana kissed her forehead tenderly. Then, Sana pulled her breasts away from Isha’s mouth and leaned back in to kiss her lips softly.

Sana whispered something to Isha, and Isha gave a small nod, a smile playing on her lips.

Sana trailed kisses down Isha’s neck and reached her breasts. She took turns sucking on Isha’s nipples, circling them with her tongue while her right hand slid down between Isha’s thighs.

Sana began rubbing Isha’s clitoris while biting down lightly on her breast. Isha’s moans grew louder as Sana’s fingers moved faster and faster. Her body arched in pleasure, pressing her breasts further into Sana’s mouth.

Sana, noticing how much Isha was enjoying her touch, smirked and looked up at her before slowly making her way further down.

Spreading Isha’s legs apart with her hands, Sana buried her face between her pussy, her tongue flicking out to taste her.

Isha’s body trembled uncontrollably. She moaned passionately, gripping Sana’s hair and pushing her head deeper into her pussy.

I was mesmerized but felt disgusted at seeing Sana licking Isha's pussy. It took me a moment to gather myself. I said in disgust, "Yuck! How can she lick such a dirty place? It's a place where we pee!"

I didn't hear any reply or any laughter from Priya. Confused, I turned my head to look at her. Priya's childish amusement and laughter had completely vanished—she was in a trance, watching them. I could clearly see that she was breathing heavily. Her left hand was on her boob, pressing it softly.

I placed my hand on her right hand, trying to snap her out of her daze. Her body felt warmer than usual. I shook her hand and called out, "Priya! Priya! What happened?"

Priya finally came to her senses and looked at me. She was still breathing heavily, her face glistening with tiny sweat droplets. Concerned, I moved my hand to her face to wipe off the sweat and asked, "Why are you so warm and sweaty? Do you have a fever?"

Priya gave me a soft smile and whispered, "You are sweating too... baby."

She moved her hand to wipe off the sweat dripping from my forehead onto my cheeks. At that moment, I realized I had been so mesmerized watching Isha and Sana that I hadn't even noticed how my own body was reacting. My heart was pounding, my body was sweating from different places, and I couldn't understand this strange reaction.

Before I could gather myself, I felt Priya's fingers softly caressing my cheek. I looked at her, our eyes meeting. Slowly, her gaze dropped to my lips. She moved her thumb over my lower lip, gently stroking it. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.

Priya bit her lower lip lightly and smirked. "Baby, you're blushing again."

Hearing her, I snapped back to my senses. Embarrassed, I removed her hand from my face and turned away, trying to hide my shyness. Priya's face showed a hint of disappointment before she looked back at Sana and Isha.

Meanwhile, Sana continued eating Isha’s pussy, slipping her tongue deep inside and slurping up all her juices. Isha moaned, licking her lips as she caught her breath. Once she had thoroughly wettened Isha’s pussy, Sana suddenly inserted two fingers inside.

Isha's body jolted with pleasure. Seeing Isha trembling with ecstasy as Sana fingered her while licking her clit, Priya suddenly grabbed my hand.

I turned to her. She was now breathing uncontrollably. I could see her openly pressing her boob with her other hand. She was moaning softly, as if she could feel what Sana was doing to Isha. Priya was also gently massaging my hand, her grip tightening.

I had never seen Priya in such a vulnerable state before. She was always the one in control. Seeing her gasping for air, tugging at my hand for support, made me feel a bit sorry for her. So, I held her hand, silently acknowledging her feelings.

In the background, Isha was also struggling to breathe, unable to withstand the onslaught of Sana’s tongue and fingers. She got a momentary respite when Sana moved back up on top of her—but only to kiss her deeply. Isha responded by kissing her back passionately.

Sana broke the kiss, supporting herself on her arms as she started rubbing her pussy against Isha's. Both of them moaned in unison, closing their eyes as they surrendered to the pleasure.

Watching them in such an intimate position, I could feel my heartbeat rising again. My breath grew heavier. Instead of feeling disgusted, I was feeling something else—something I couldn’t quite understand.

I suddenly felt Priya's grip on my hand tighten even more. I turned to check on her. She had slid closer, her body pressing against mine, trembling as though she had caught a fever. Her eyes locked onto mine, silently pleading for comfort.

I felt sorry for her. Letting go of her hand, I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her close to my body. She immediately responded by wrapping both arms around me tightly, resting her head on my shoulder. I placed my cheek against her head, holding her as we both continued watching Isha and Sana.

Isha couldn’t hold back any longer. She suddenly pushed Sana onto her back, positioning herself between Sana’s legs. Lifting one of her legs over Sana’s, she locked them into a scissoring position.

Then, she began grinding her pussy against Sana’s with full force. The room was filled with passionate moans. Every time they moaned, Priya's hug tightened around me, and she started massaging my shoulders.

I could feel the heat radiating from Priya’s body through her pink top. It made my own body temperature rise as well. We were both sweating in each other's arms. Then, I felt something soft—Priya’s lips brushing against my neck. A sudden jolt shot through my body.

Isha continued grinding, and Sana responded with equal intensity. Rising up, Sana kissed Isha on the lips while still rubbing against her. Then, she whispered something in Isha’s ear that made both of them smile.

Isha pulled back, turned around, and positioned herself on top of Sana in a 69 position. They wasted no time. Immediately, they started eating and fingering each other’s pussies. Their bodies trembled with waves of pleasure, their moans louder than ever.

Watching them make love so intensely, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. At first, I had felt disgusted. Then, my body had started reacting—my temperature rising, my heartbeat racing. But now, there was no doubt—I was completely turned on.

I turned my head to check on Priya. But before I could say anything, she was already looking at me.

Without hesitation, she moved forward and kissed my lips.

I gasped as I felt her soft lips moving hungrily against mine, desperate for my response. Her hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts and massaging them.

At the heat of the moment, I couldn’t hold back. Slowly, I parted my lips to let her in. Priya wasted no time. She took my lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it before pushing her tongue inside, deepening the kiss.

Our lips moved in perfect sync, the wetness of her mouth sending shivers through my body. In the background, we could hear Isha and Sana’s moans, making our kiss even wilder.

We were so lost in each other that we forgot to breathe. Even as we gasped for air, we didn’t stop kissing.

Suddenly, Priya’s hand slipped under my Mickey Mouse top, her fingers pinching my nipples.

"Ahhh!" I moaned in pain.

My reaction only turned Priya on more. She pinched my nipples even harder. In frustration, I bit her lower lip, but instead of stopping, she kissed me even more passionately.

As the four of us—Sana, Isha, Priya, and I—were lost in our own worlds, a loud whistle suddenly rang through the air.

I froze.

Reality hit me like a brick. It was the warden doing her rounds!

Panic surged through me. I immediately pushed Priya away and bolted back to our room.
I came back to my room, my heart pounding as if it were trying to escape my chest. Without thinking, I crawled onto my bed and yanked the bedsheet over myself, cocooning in its warmth, as if it could somehow shield me from the overwhelming storm of emotions inside me. My breath hitched, and before I knew it, hot tears spilled down my cheeks. I didn't even try to stop them.

I had just kissed a girl.

Not once, but twice.

A sob tore through my throat. What had I done? What would my parents say if they ever found out? They would disown me, maybe even kill me. I brought shame upon myself, upon my family, upon everything I was raised to believe in. Girls didn’t kiss girls—at least, not where I came from.

The silent darkness of the room only made my thoughts louder, suffocating me in guilt and confusion.

I was so lost in my own misery that I almost didn't hear Priya enter. The soft creak of the door, the gentle shuffle of her feet—then, the weight of the bed dipping as she climbed in beside me.

I felt the warmth of her body as she slipped under my bedsheet, her scent familiar, comforting. The moment she noticed the dampness on my cheeks, she let out a concerned whisper, her voice soft yet urgent.

"What happened, baby? Why are you crying?"

Her arms pulled me closer, and I felt her heartbeat against my own. It was steady, strong, nothing like the chaos I was drowning in. I choked back another sob and, through trembling lips, whispered, "Don't you know what happened? What you did to me?"

Priya’s grip tightened protectively around me. Then, she pressed a tender kiss to my forehead, her lips warm and reassuring. "You silly girl, you're crying over just a kiss!" she murmured, stroking my hair.

I wiped my tears away, my fingers shaking as I met her gaze. "Just a kiss?" My voice was barely above a whisper. "Priya… it was a girl kissing a girl. That’s such a dirty thing to do."

Priya let out a soft, amused laugh. She shook her head, her expression a mixture of fondness and exasperation. "It’s not dirty, you dumbo. It’s just love between two best friends."

I frowned, the weight of her words clashing with everything I had been taught. "Where in the world do best friends kiss?"

Priya sighed, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "Oh, my sweet innocent friend… It’s very common among girls. Girl friends are much closer than boys. We express our love physically sometimes. A kiss is just one way. It’s not a big deal."

Her words settled in my mind, soothing the fire of guilt burning inside me. Maybe she was right. Maybe it wasn’t as terrible as I thought.

I sniffled and whispered, "But… what if my parents find out?"

Priya let out an exaggerated groan and smacked her forehead. "How will they know? Are you planning to tell them?"

Her question made me pause. I had never lied to my parents before. "If they ask me… I won’t lie," I admitted softly.

Priya sat up slightly, her expression filled with frustration. "Please don’t do any such thing. I don’t want you to get into trouble because of me."

I stared at her, taking in the genuine concern in her eyes. After a few moments, I nodded.

A bright smile spread across Priya’s lips as she leaned in, pressing another kiss to my forehead. "Thank you, baby. I would never do anything to hurt you."

I melted into her embrace, my arms wrapping around her in silent understanding.

We stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s warmth.

Then, Priya suddenly giggled.

I pulled back slightly, raising an eyebrow. "What’s so funny?"

She grinned mischievously. "I just realized—I’m your first kiss!"

A flush of heat rose to my cheeks. "Shut up!" I playfully smacked her arm, and she let out another laugh.

We laughed together, our voices blending into the quiet night, and slowly, we drifted into sleep.

Next day was a Sunday. Sundays were always slow. A lazy, peaceful day where everyone took their time waking up.

When I finally opened my eyes, the sunlight was already creeping through the curtains. I stretched, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and turned to my right, expecting to see Priya curled up in her usual spot.

But her bed was empty.

I frowned. Maybe she had gone to the bathroom.

Yawning, I got up, grabbed my toothbrush, and made my way to the common washrooms. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and waited near the bathroom stalls, expecting Priya to walk out any second.

Minutes passed.

No sign of her.

I called out her name, knocking on each stall door, but there was no response.

A strange uneasiness settled in my chest. I turned to a few of my other friends and asked, "Have you seen Priya?"

They all shook their heads. "Not since last night."

A prickle of anxiety ran down my spine. Where could she be?

I started searching, checking all our friends’ rooms one by one.

Nothing.

As I walked past Isha and Sana’s room, something caught my eye.

I stopped.

Turned back.

The window was slightly open.

I peeked in, my curiosity getting the better of me.

Inside, Isha and Sana were asleep, curled up together, their arms wrapped around each other. Their bed sheet covered them up to their shoulders, but even in the dim light, I could tell… they were completely naked underneath.

A lump formed in my throat.

I was about to step away when a sudden breeze shifted the sheet slightly.

And that’s when I saw it.

A third head.

My breath hitched.

I leaned in, my pulse racing.

Priya.

She was lying between them.

Naked.

Sana, still half-asleep, reached out and pulled the sheet back over them, her arm dbanging over Priya possessively.

My stomach twisted. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears.

I stumbled backward, my mind reeling. My feet moved on their own, carrying me away from the room as fast as possible.

By the time I reached my bed, I was breathless, my hands trembling. My world had just turned upside down.

And yet…

As I sat there, my heart still hammering against my ribs, I realized something else.

My pussy was dripping wet.

A sharp whistle pierced the air.

I blinked, suddenly yanked out of my thoughts.

The bus conductor’s voice rang out, announcing the next stop.

I swallowed hard, my pulse still erratic as I processed the memories that had just flooded back.

I grabbed my bag, got off the bus, and started walking towards my house.

Srinu… now I understood.

I finally knew why I reacted the way I did to Sundari’s touch.

All those feelings I had buried, those desires I had suppressed—this was where they had started.

Back when my friends were experimenting with their girlfriends, and I had been too scared to acknowledge my own emotions.

A strange sense of relief washed over me.

One of my questions had finally been answered.

I reached home, closed the door behind me, and exhaled deeply.

Srinu stopped reading Ganga's diary on his phone. He just realized how hard his penis got while reading about Priya kissing Ganga's lips. He could not remove the image of Priya's soft lips kissing Ganga's even softer lips. The image of them kissing almost made him cum in his pants. He locked his phone and put it in his pocket.

Srinu now had an unbearable urge to kiss Ganga. He immediately went to their bed, where Ganga was sleeping peacefully. Climbing onto the bed, he took Ganga into his arms and started kissing her passionately. He had probably kissed her lips more than a million times, but somehow, knowing that Ganga's first kiss was with Priya made her lips feel even sweeter and softer than ever.

Ganga resisted at first, trying to go back to sleep. But after a few more firm kisses from Srinu, she melted into his kiss. Srinu kissed her for a few more minutes, then pulled her closer and went to sleep.​