Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

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[Joker44]

Main thoda confused hoon Srivalli ki story ko lekar. Pehle mujhe laga tha ki Srivalli ko Jolly use karega, fir dheere dheere kuch powerful logon ke saath bhi share kiya jayega. Pushpa ko shuru mein kuch pata nahi chalega, lekin jab usse sach ka pata chalega to gussa mein kisi ko maar dega. Lekin phir usse realise hoga ki kuch bade players Srivalli ke body ke fan hain, aur paison ke liye woh khud Srivalli ko table par dusron ke saath share karega...

Ab mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki mujhe yeh plot rakhna chahiye ya kuch aur karna chahiye. Koi suggestion ho to help karo na.

[ramlal_chalu]

Main thoda confused hoon Srivalli ki story ko lekar. Pehle mujhe laga tha ki Srivalli ko Jolly use karega, fir dheere dheere kuch powerful logon ke saath bhi share kiya jayega. Pushpa ko shuru mein kuch pata nahi chalega, lekin jab usse sach ka pata chalega to gussa mein kisi ko maar dega. Lekin phir usse realise hoga ki kuch bade players Srivalli ke body ke fan hain, aur paison ke liye woh khud Srivalli ko table par dusron ke saath share karega...

Ab mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki mujhe yeh plot rakhna chahiye ya kuch aur karna chahiye. Koi suggestion ho to help karo na.

इसको अभी बिना पुष्पा के पता चले चलने दो। और लोगों को भोगने दो या जॉली की अकेले भोगने की चीज बनाओ लेकिन खुलकर नहीं श्रीवल्ली का रंडी रूप बनाने से कहानी अपना कैरेक्टर खो देगी। श्रीवल्ली को ऐसे ही ब्लैकमेल या सीड्यूस होकर बिस्तर पर लाओ।

[Piyush.ph85]

Pusha ko kabhi nhi pta lagna chahie, nhi to story ka charm khatam ho jaega. Agar pati khus share karega to story me koi suspense nhi bachega na mja ayega. Asli thrill to pati ko bina pta lage hi ayega. Jolly ko use krne do , baki ko b use krne do vo b pushpa ko bina pta lage

[amanmomin]

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[Piyush.ph85]

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[nrj373]

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[Joker44]

Pushpa aangan mein kursi daal ke aaraam se baitha tha, dopahar ki dhoop ke neeche.
Tabhi gaadi ki awaaz aayi – Jolly apni chaudi chaal aur shehzadon wali akad ke saath andar aaya.
Pushpa khada hua, muskuraya, "Aaja bhai, kaise yaad kiya?"
Jolly ke chehre pe ek chip-chipa sa smile tha, lekin uski aankhon mein kuch aur hi tha. Jab uski nazar Srivalli pe padi – jo andar se aayi thi – ek alag hi bhookh chamak uthi uske chehre pe.
Srivalli ke haath mein do cup chai ke the. Woh seedha Jolly ke paas aayi, uski aankhon ko mehsoos karti hui – bechain si. Pushpa toh apne baaton mein busy tha, usne kuch nahi dekha.
Srivalli ne Jolly ko chai pakdaayi. Jaise hi haath aage badha, Jolly ka angutha uski ungliyon ko chhoo gaya – jaise jaane anjaane mein. Srivalli ka chehra thoda kas gaya, aankhon mein nafrat aur asahaj si ghabrahat thi, lekin usne apne aapko sambhal liya.
"Thank you, Srivalli ji," Jolly ne aankhon mein ek lazy flirtation ke saath kaha, jaise shabdon se zyada uski nazar usse chaat rahi ho.
Srivalli ne bas sir hilaaya, aankhen jhukaayi, aur palat gayi – par Jolly ki aankhon ka wazan ab bhi uske peeche chipka hua tha.
Jolly halki awaaz mein bola, jaise Pushpa ko na sunaye de:
"Bahut hi khaas hai tumhari Srivalli... Pushpa bhai."
Pushpa hans ke bola, "Haan, meri duniya hai woh."
Srivalli ne andar jaake chhup se aankh uthakar dekha – Jolly abhi bhi use aankhon se utarta nahi tha. Uska mann kar raha tha ki woh cheekh kar kahe nikal ja yahan se! Lekin apni maryada mein chup thi, sirf aankhon mein teekhi narazgi ke saath sab kuch seh rahi thi.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek zidd bhara smirk tha. Jaise woh apne mann mein kuch decide kar raha ho.




Pushpa aangan ke kone mein table se kuch papers lene ke liye uth gaya.
Jolly aur Srivalli bas ek chhat ke neeche akelay reh gaye.
Srivalli ka mann ghutan se bhar gaya tha jaise hi woh samjhi ki ab Jolly ki nazar seedha uspar hai – usi purani gandi bhookh ke saath.
Woh apni saari ko thoda sambhalte hue andar gayi aur ek glass mein paani lekar aayi.
Jaise hi usne paani ka glass Jolly ko diya, Jolly ne uska haath zaroorat se zyada der tak pakad liya... Uske haathon ka garmpan Srivalli ke seedha kaleje mein utar gaya.
Woh haath chhuda ke palatne hi waali thi, tabhi Jolly ne apna jhukkar, uske kaan ke paas apna munh laate hue dheere se fufkara:
"Paani dene aayi ya wohi pyaas bujhane ke liye jo kuch din pehle meri mansion mein jagi thi...?"
Srivalli ka badan jakad gaya. Uske kaan lal ho gaye. Woh seedha khinch ke door jaane wali thi, lekin Jolly ki agle shabd ne use aur thoda tod diya:
"Chi! Aisi gandi baat mat karo!" Srivalli ne hichak kar, aankhen neeche karte hue kaha.
Jolly bas haans diya – ek thanda, besharam sa hansna – aur phir seedha uski aankhon mein dekhte hue bola:
"Gandi baat? Arre bacchi, kuch din pehle jab meri car mein tune khud apne pair mere kamar ke dono taraf lapet liye the, jab maine tujhe raat bhar apni mansion mein nachaya tha... usme kya pavitrata thi, bata zara?"
Srivalli ka chehra sharam aur gusse se tamtamane laga. Uski saari ka pallu uske seene se fisalne laga tha, aur Jolly ki bhookhi nazar har jhilmilti line pe, uski kamar ke deep curve, uske blouse ke tight fitting pe, uski sari ke neeche se dikhti naveli kamar aur ubharta hua cleavage tak, sab kuch choom rahi thi aankhon se.
Jolly ka halat aur bigadne laga.
Uska nara saans phool gaya tha.
Halka sa panting karte hue, aankhon se uska bang karta jaise dekh raha tha.
Srivalli ne jaldi se apna pallu theek kiya, aankhen phir bhi jhuki hui thi, aur woh peeche hatne lagi jaise uski zameen khisak rahi ho.
Jolly ne glass table pe rakha, uska angutha ab tak uske haath ki yaad mein halka sa hil raha tha.
"Paani se kuch nahi hoga, Srivalli," woh dheere se bola,
"Pyaas to tab bujhti hai jab tu khud apni marzi se muh kholta hai..."
Srivalli ka mann hua woh cheekh maar ke bhaag jaaye, par Pushpa ke kadmon ki aahat aayi, toh woh chup se palat ke ander chale gayi – aankhon mein aansuon ka dariya rok ke.
Jolly ne phir ek lambi, besharam nazar uske jhoolte hue pichwade par daali, aur ek thandi seeti maar ke apne chehre pe mask jaisa shareef smile chipka liya jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Pushpa laut ke aaya, file le kar.
"Chal bhai, sign karte hain," Pushpa bola.
Aur Jolly usi besharmi se, jaise kuch paap kiya ho aur maza le raha ho, aaram se Pushpa ke saath business ki baatein karne laga...





Pushpa aur Jolly abhi file par baatein kar hi rahe the ki tabhi —
BHAADOOOMMMMM!!!
Ek zabardast dhamake ki awaaz aayi. Dharti kaanp uthi jaise koi bada pahad toot pada ho.
Mansion ke bahar se dhuaan aur aag ki laalten uthi — do gaadiyaan, Pushpa ke logon ki, ek saath blast ho gayi thi!
Pushpa ka munh ek pal mein safed pad gaya.
Jolly ka bhi rang udd gaya, aankhen phaad ke woh dekhta reh gaya.
"Kya bakwaas ho gaya yeh?!" Pushpa cheekh pada, turant apne seene ki jeb se gun nikalte hue.
Bahar dekha — Pushpa ke aadmi jo security mein the, kuch zameen par padhe the, laash ban chuke the, aur kuch zakhmi hokar chilla rahe the.
Pura mahal gunguna utha tha – log bhaag rahe the, hawaa mein sirf dhuaan, khoon aur cheekhon ki badboo thi.
Srivalli dar ke maare daudti hui andar aayi. Uska chehra safed, aankhon mein sirf dar.
Pushpa turant uske paas bhaaga, use dono kandhon se pakad ke jhatka diya:
"Srivalli! Jaldi andar jao! Bahar maut mach rahi hai!"
Srivalli tharthar kaanp rahi thi. Uski saari ka pallu phisal raha tha, lekin Pushpa ne ek second bhi nahi socha – bas zor se use andar dhakelte hue kaha:
"Lock lagana! Jab tak main nahi bulau, bahar mat nikalna!"
Srivalli aankhon mein aansu bhar ke haan mein sir hilaati hui andar bhagi.
Darwaza band karte waqt ek pal ke liye usne mudkar dekha – Pushpa chhilti aankhon ke saath apni gun le kar bahar ki taraf daud chuka tha.
Jolly abhi bhi wahan tha, thoda hila hua.
Pushpa ne uski taraf dekha aur cheekha:
"Jolly! Idhar aa! Saala kisi ne hamla kiya hai! Yeh personal nahi lagta... yeh koi bada dushman ka kaam hai!"
Jolly ne apna mobile nikal ke kisi ko call karne ki koshish ki, lekin network dead tha – hawa mein barood ka asar tha.
Pushpa ke dimaag mein ghanti baj rahi thi —
Kaun tha jo uski territory mein itna bada dhamaka kar gaya?
Kya Srivalli ko bhi nishana banane ki planning thi?
Ya Jolly ke against koi bada khel ho raha tha?
Dharti abhi bhi thodi thodi kaanp rahi thi.
Dhuaan ghana hota ja raha tha.
Cheekhon aur goliyon ki awazein door se sunayi de rahi thi...
Pushpa ne apni aankhon mein ek alag hi kasam bhar li —
"Agar Srivalli ko kuch hua... to main iss duniya ko ulti kar dunga!"




Pushpa aur uske aadmi ab ghar ke bahar blast ke aaspaas khoon aur dhuaan ke beech saboot dhoondh rahe the.
Kisi ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki itna bada dhamaka kisne kiya... aur kaise security ko itni aasaani se tod diya gaya.
Jolly bhi Pushpa ke saath bahar tha, dono ke dimaag ghoom rahe the.
Tabhi...
Mansion ke pichhle hisse mein — jahan andhera aur jungle sa tha — wahan se kuch parchhayiyaan chupke chupke ghus rahi thi.
Ek bada aadmi, pura black kapdon mein lapeta hua, apne saath teen aur aadmiyon ko lekar aaya.
Unke chehre pe kaali patti bandhi hui thi.
Srivalli, jo andar kamre mein apna aap sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thi, maa ke saath, tabhi ek khidki se zor ka dhaakka hua — aur pehle ke blast ki tarah ek aur chhota dhamaka hua, seedha ghar ke piche!
Dhadddd!
Srivalli cheekh nahi pai — ek aadmi ne turant uska munh daba diya, dusre ne uski maa ko pakad liya.
"Chup! Hila to goli maar denge!" ek aadmi ghur raha tha.
Srivalli ki aankhon mein dar ka dariya bhar gaya.
Uski maa bhi kamp rahi thi.
Do aadmi Srivalli ko dono haathon se pakad ke kheenchte hue ghar ke peeche le jaane lage.
Uska pallu zameen pe ghisak raha tha. Pair mitti mein ragar rahe the.
Srivalli ne jitna ho saka chhuttne ki koshish ki, lekin aadmiyon ka pakad pathar jaisa tha.
Ek aadmi ne to Srivalli ke munh pe kapda lapet diya, taaki woh cheekh bhi na paaye.
Uski maa ko bhi dhakka dete hue le ja rahe the.
Peeche jungle ke raste ek kaali Scorpio gadi tayyar thi — engine chal raha tha, ready to escape.
Tab tak Pushpa ko kuch pata bhi nahi chala.
Woh to abhi bhi blast site ke paas clues dhoondh raha tha, aur apne mardon ko theek karne mein busy tha.

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Thodi doori par... Srivalli apne aansuon ke beech, aankhon se Pushpa ko dekhti rahi, jaise chup chaap madad ke liye pukarti ho.
Par uski awaaz daba di gayi thi.
Gadi zor se bhadbhadaayi... aur Srivalli aur uski maa ko uda ke le gayi.
Jab Pushpa wapas mansion ke andar aaya —
Darwaza toota hua tha.
Andar khamoshi thi.
Aur Srivalli... gayab thi.
Pushpa ki aankhon mein ek pal mein khoon utar aaya.
"Srivalliiiiiiiiiii!" woh cheekha, poore ghar ko hila ke rakh diya.
Par jawab sirf ek thanda, sunsaan sannata tha...

Pushpa mansion ke hall mein khada tha —
aankhon mein khoon, chaal mein aag.
Srivalli aur uski maa — dono gayab the.
Darwaza ka toota hua frame hawa mein hil raha tha.
Zameen pe Srivalli ka ek chhota sa dupatta pada tha... mitti aur khoon ke daag se bhara.
Pushpa ne woh dupatta uthaya, haathon mein kas ke pakad liya.
Uska poora sharir kaanp raha tha —
na gusse se, na dard se...
badle ki bhukh se.
Aankhon mein aag thi — aisi aag jo pura sheher jala ke rakh de.
"KISNE KIYA YEH?! KISNE?!?"
Pushpa ka cheekhna ghar ke chhath tak goonj utha.
Saare aadmi — jo bache the — sar jhukaye khade the, darr ke maare hil bhi nahi pa rahe the.
Jolly, thoda door pe khada tha, chehra serious.
Usne dheere se Pushpa ke paas aake haath uske kandhe pe rakhne ki koshish ki.
"Pushpa bhai... sambhalo apne aap ko..." Jolly bola, thandi awaaz mein, jaise aag pe paani daalna chahta ho.
Pushpa ne ek jhatke se apna kandha chhuda diya, aankhon mein zeher bhar ke Jolly ko dekha.
"Kaise sambhalun bey?!
Meri Srivalli... meri maa jaise aurat...
kisi harami ke haath mein hai ab!
Aur main yahan khaada sirf hawa kha raha hoon!!"
Pushpa ne gusse mein samne ka table ek hi laat mein tod diya —
lakdi ke tukde hawaa mein udd gaye.
Phir usne apna revolver nikala, hawa mein ghoomaya aur zor se ek goli chhod di —
DHAAAD!
Ghar ke deewar pe goli chhaap ban gayi.
Saare log hil ke peeche hat gaye.
Pushpa ka saans bhari hui thi — jaise sher ka gussa kaabu ke bahar ho.
Aankhon se paani aur khoon dono ek saath tapak rahe the.
Jolly ne ek kadam aage badhke phir kaha:
"Pushpa bhai... hum milke dhoondhenge Srivalli ko.
Main tere saath hoon.
Jisne bhi kiya hai... zinda nahi bachega."
Pushpa ka chehra patthar ka ho gaya tha.
Usne Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha — gehra, bhayanak, aur andhera nazar se.
"Nahi Jolly...
Is baar... jo bhi raaste mein aayega... chahe dushman ho ya dost...
Mujhe farak nahi padta.
Srivalli ko chhudaane ke liye... main saari duniya ki chhati cheer ke rakh dunga."
Aur phir Pushpa ne apni kamar se bandook nikaali, uske barrel ko check kiya, aur aankhon mein maut ka iraada lekar bahar nikal gaya —
poore sheher ko thokar maarke, Srivalli ko wapas laane ke liye.
Jolly peechhe khada tha — thoda pareshan, thoda nervas —
kyunki use pata tha...
ab Pushpa full pagalpan mode mein ja chuka tha.



Pushpa mansion ke aangan mein ghoom raha tha jaise ek bandhan se chhuta hua sher.
Aankhon mein sirf aag thi, dimaag mein sirf ek hi soch — Srivalli aur maa ko wapas lana hai. Kisi bhi haalat mein.
Tabhi uska ek aadmi, kapde phate hue, khoon se bhara hua bhaagte bhaagte aaya:
"Pushpa bhai! Hamne dekha! Do alag group the!
Ek Srivalli bhabhi ko leke jungle ke raste bhaga...
Aur doosra Amma ji ko opposite side highway pe le gaya!"
Pushpa ke pair ek pal ke liye jameen mein gadh gaye.
Dono sabse important log uske zindagi ke — alag alag raste, alag alag danger mein.
Uska dimaag ghuma — gusse mein usne ek lat maar ke bagal ka ek patthar ka tukda chur-chur kar diya.
"BC!! Saale do tukde kar diye meri duniya ke!!!"
Pushpa cheekha, aankhon mein veer ras ka toofan.
Jolly ne turant aake uska kandha pakda —
Serious, sincere nazar se, ek bhai ki tarah aankhon mein vishwas bhar ke bola:
"Pushpa bhai... sun.
Tu apni maa ke peeche ja.
Main Srivalli ko dhoondhne nikalta hoon.
Apni jaan de dunga, par Srivalli ko kuch nahi hone dunga, yeh vachan hai mera."
Pushpa ne kuch seconds tak uski aankhon mein ghur ke dekha —
Jaise jaanch raha ho ki vishwas kare ya nahi.
Par Jolly ka chehra saaf tha.
Ek bhai ka wada.
Ek dost ka kasam.
Pushpa ne apni gun ka muzzle Jolly ke seene se lagate hue, uski aankhon mein aansu aur aag dono ke saath kaha:
"Srivalli meri saans hai, bey...
Usey ek aanch bhi aayi na... to main duniya ka antim sanskar kar dunga.
Take care of her... aur jisne bhi uske saath bura sapna bhi dekha ho...
unke tukde-tukde kar dena, samjha?"
Jolly ne bandook ke upar apna haath rakh ke bola:
"Kasam meri maa ki Pushpa bhai, Srivalli bhabhi ek scratch ke bina lautegi."
Pushpa ne uska kandha thapthapaya, ek pal ke liye uske aankhon mein bhai jaisa dard tha.
Phir dono alag-alag directions mein bhaag gaye —
Pushpa apni maa ke liye...
Jolly Srivalli ke liye.
Hawa mein sirf gun ki garmi thi, khoon ki boo thi, aur ek badla ki jang ki gungunahat thi.

Jolly aur uske aadmi purane jungle ke raste se guzarte hue ek purane, toote-phoote bungalow ke paas ruke.
Hawa mein garmi aur mitti ki smell thi.
Network dead tha.
Sirf pedon ki sir-sirati awaaz aur door kahin se kutte ke bhaunkte ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Bungalow ke aaspaas dus-se-zaada aadmi AK-47 aur desi bandook lekar guard kar rahe the.
Sabke chehre pe tanaav tha, jaise kisi bahut bade maal ki suraksha kar rahe ho.
Jolly ne apne Ray-Ban glasses utare, apna shirt ka collar theek kiya, aur seedha aage badh gaya — bina dare.
Jaise hi woh andar gaya, sab aadmiyon ne guns utha ke Jolly pe point kar diya —
barood aur maut ki hawa bhar gayi thi.
Par jab sabne dhyan se dekha... ki aane wala Jolly hai...
to sabne turant apni guns neeche kar di aur respect se sar jhuka diya.
Unmein se ek, jo lagta tha sabka boss tha — moti gold chain aur bada paunch — aage aaya aur bola:
"Jolly bhai... sab theek hai. Aapka intezaar tha."
Jolly ne halka sa smile diya — ek thanda, besharam sa smirk.
"Woh kahan hai?" Jolly ne seedha poocha.
Boss ne ek ungli se bungalow ke dusre side ke kamre ki taraf ishara kiya:
"Andar hai. Room mein band hai.
Behosh thi jab laaye the.
Aankhen abhi bhi band hai... pura control mein hai."
Jolly ke chehre pe ek aur gehri muskaan aayi — jaise koi shikaar apne jaal mein band dekh ke khush ho.
Usne apne aadmiyon ko dekha, aur fir sabko bula kar zor se bola:
"Aaj ki party meri taraf se!
Aaj raat... hum sab zindagi ka maza lenge!
Khaana, daaru, aur jo humara khaas guest hai... sab kuch arrange hoga!"
Saare log hans diye — ek darawani, gandi hansi jo hawa mein goonj uthi.
Bungalow ke andar se door ke peeche... ek chhoti si awaaz suni gayi — jaise koi apne hosh mein aane ki koshish kar raha ho...
Woh Srivalli thi.
Aankhon pe patti bandhi thi, haath bandhe hue the...
aur woh dheere se hilne lagi thi, jaise apne hone ka ehsaas dhoondh rahi ho.
Uske chehre pe dard aur dar ka ek paleet sa saya tha.
Par usse kuch dikhai nahi de raha tha.
Aur baahar Jolly apni jeet ka celebration plan kar raha tha.





Srivalli andhere kamre ke kone mein bethi thi —
haath bandhe hue, aankhon pe kaali patti bandhi thi,
aur har pal uske dil ka dhadakna aur tez ho raha tha.
Tabhi —
Bahar se achanak goliyon ki baarish sunayi di.
Tada-tad-tad-tad!!
Bandookon ki cheekh, aadmiyon ki cheekh-pukaar, aur bhoomi kampan jaise mahaul mein goonj utha tha.
Srivalli ka poora sharir thartharane laga.
Uski aankhon se aansu tapak rahe the.
Munh band tha, par mann mein prarthana kar rahi thi:
"Bhagwan... Pushpa... mujhe bacha lena... mujhe bacha lena..."
Tabhi ek zor ka thud hua — jaise darwaza tod diya gaya ho.
Srivalli ka dil ek pal ke liye band ho gaya.
Fir —
kisi ne uski aankhon pe bandhi patti ko dheere se khola.
Pehla chehra jo dikhayi diya... woh tha — Jolly ka.
Jolly ke baayein haath mein ek gahra goli ka ghaav tha — khoon beh raha tha, uska white shirt laal pad gaya tha.
Kuch blood ke chhente uske gaalon tak aa gaye the.
Par uske chehre pe dard ka koi asar nahi tha.
Woh muskuraya... woh muskurahat jo Srivalli ko aur zyada dara gayi.
Jolly ke chehre pe tha — jeet, paagalpan, aur kuch aur bhi... ek bhookh.
Jolly ke aankhon se Srivalli ko scan karta gaya —
aur jo dekha, usne uske andar ke darinde ko aur bhadka diya.
Srivalli ki saari puri tarah bikhar gayi thi.
Pallu dhang se nahi tha — blouse ke andar se cleavage ka ubar bahar aa raha tha.
Uski kamar ka pura curve dikh raha tha, saree ka paanch chhutta hua, seene ke neeche se kapda chipak gaya tha pasine se.
Uske bal bikre hue the — gale aur mathe pe chipak rahe the, jaise kisi ne abhi abhi pakad ke khicha ho.
Aankhon ke aas paas laal-pan tha, aansu aur dar se.
Paseene se uska pura sharir chamak raha tha, kapde uske upar chipke hue the —
aur Jolly ke liye woh ek aisi chhavi thi —
ek masoom aurat, toot chuki, lachar, aur bas pakad mein aane waali.
Jolly ne dheere se apne zakhmi haath ko Srivalli ke gaal ke paas laaya —
uska blood Srivalli ke gaal pe lag gaya, ek laal si lakeer ban gayi.
Srivalli ne aankhen band kar li, dar se kaanp rahi thi.
Jolly uske paas jhuk ke dheere se fufkara:
"Kya haal banaya hai tera, Srivalli...
par sach kahun...
aisi bikri hui...
aur bhi zyada khoobsoorat lag rahi hai tu..."
Uski nazar Srivalli ke seene se kamar tak phisli —
uske curves, uske paseene mein bheege kapde ke neeche se ubharte ang, sab kuch jaise aankhon se choom raha tha.
Srivalli apne aapko chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, haath jod ke, par bandhe hue haathon ke wajah se kuch kar nahi paayi.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek twisted, besharam si smile thi.
Woh uske aur paas aaya...
Srivalli ki saans tez ho gayi...
kamra mein hawa bhaari ho gayi thi.
Aur us waqt...
door kahin se ek aur zor ka dhamaka sunayi diya...


Jolly Srivalli ke bilkul paas tha —
uski aankhon mein dard aur bechaini bhari thi.
Tabhi —
pichhle darwaze se ek aadmi chhupte hue Jolly ki taraf bhaaga, revolver uthaye.
Srivalli ke mooh se ek halki si cheekh nikal gayi —
par usse pehle ki kuch ho,
DHAAD!
Ek zor ka gunshot —
aur woh aadmi, sir pe goli lagte hi, seedha zameen pe dhaad gaya.
Khoon ka ek chhota sa talab ban gaya uske neeche.
Srivalli ka dil moonh ko aaya.
Uski aankhen phat gayi.
Woh thartharane lagi, dekhkar kaise maut kitni aasani se uske saamne hui.
Jolly ne apna gun neeche kiya,
Srivalli ki aankhon mein dekha —
aur aage badhkar uske haathon ki handcuff ka taala tod diya.
"Pushpa bhai ne bheja mujhe.
Tumhe bachane ke liye."
Jolly ki awaaz mein ek thanda sa confidence tha, jaise kuch bura usne kiya hi nahi ho.
Srivalli, jo ab tak sirf dar aur vishwas ke beech uljhi thi,
use dekhti rahi — aankhon mein doubt tha.
Par jab usne dekha ki Jolly ne apna bandook side mein daal diya,
aur piche hat gaya — bina zabardasti kare —
tab Srivalli ke dil mein ek halka sa bharosa jag gaya.
Usne dheere se apne haath aage badhaye,
aur khud ko sambhalte hue khadi hone ki koshish ki.
Lekin...
uske pairon mein jaan nahi thi.
Saari energy jaise usey chhod ke bhaag gayi thi.
Jolly ne turant aage badhkar usse sambhala —
dono haathon se uski kamar ko pakad liya,
aur use apni chaati se lagaa liya.
Srivalli, na chaahte hue bhi,
apne haathon se Jolly ke gale ko pakad liya —
apna pura wazan us par daal diya.
Uska kapta hua badan, Jolly ki chest ke against chipka tha.
Srivalli ki aankhen band thi —
mann mein sirf ek hi naam guunj raha tha:
"Pushpa... Pushpa... mujhe bacha lo..."
Par jab aankh khuli...
to Pushpa nahi...
Jolly tha.
Wahi Jolly jisse dekhte hi use hamesha ajeeb si ghin aati thi.
Par aaj...
jab uski jaan hawa mein latak rahi thi...
to woh Jolly ki godh mein thi.
Kuch ajeeb tha...
kuch ulta, kuch galat...
ek ajeeb si feeling Srivalli ke dil mein ghus rahi thi —
darr, vishwas, aur majboori ka ek ajeeb sa mel.
Jolly ne uski kamar thodi tight pakad ke usse dheere se bola:
"Don't worry Srivalli...
ab main hoon.
Tumhara kuch nahi hone dunga."
Srivalli ne apna sir uske shoulder pe tikaya,
saans ghiri hui thi, aankhon mein aansu bhare hue the...
aur dil mein ek soch —
"Pushpa... jaldi aana..."
Par abhi ke liye...
woh bas Jolly ke bandhan mein thi —
majboor, thaki hui, aur adhoori.






Jolly ne Srivalli ko sambhalte hue
bungalow ke dusre floor ke ek purane balcony tak le gaya.
Wahan se pura jungle ka rasta dikh raha tha —
aur neeche...
dead bodies bikhri hui thi.
Kuch aadmi apne khoon mein latpat the,
kuch aadhe zinda, aadhe mare hue...
hawaa mein gunpowder aur khoon ki milti-julti boo thi.
Srivalli ka badan thoda tharthara gaya.
Usne Jolly ka kandha aur zor se pakad liya,
apni aankhon se woh horrifying nazara dekhkar hil gayi.
"Yeh... yeh sab kya hua, Jolly bhai?"
Srivalli ki awaaz kanpti hui, halki si thi.
Jolly ne balcony ke railings pe haath rakha,
aur thandi awaaz mein bola:
"Tumhe aur Pushpa bhai ki maa ko rival gang ne kidnap kar liya tha.
Pushpa bhai apni maa ko bachane nikal gaye...
aur main... main tumhare liye aaya, Srivalli."
Srivalli ek pal ke liye frozen si ho gayi.
Uska gala sukh gaya.
Usne aankhon mein aansu bhar ke socha:
"Pushpa... mera Pushpa...
woh mujhe chhod ke chala gaya maa ko bachane...
aur main... yahan akeli, lachar..."
Dard uske seene mein jaise chhuri ki tarah ghus gaya.
Pushpa se kuch alag si ummeed thi usko —
ki sabse pehle woh aaye, apne haathon se uthaye, apne seene se lagaye.
Par aaya kaun?
Jolly.
Wohi Jolly —
jiski aankhon mein kabhi sheher si hawas dekhi thi.
Par aaj... woh Jolly...
uske liye khoon baha ke khada tha.
Uske liye zakhmi hua tha.
Srivalli ke dil mein ek ajeeb si hulchul mach gayi.
Woh Jolly ko aankhon mein dekhte rahi —
uske blood-stained shirt, zakhmi haath,
aur uski aankhon mein woh garam si mamta jaisi nazar.
Srivalli ne mehsoos kiya —
ek ajeeb si taqat,
ek ajeeb si khichav...
jo use Jolly ke aur kareeb le ja rahi thi.
Uska dil dhak-dhak kar raha tha.
Aankhon se aansu girte hue,
woh Jolly ke itne kareeb aa gayi thi ki dono ke saanse ek ho rahi thi.
Pura environment —
thandi hawa, dead bodies, khoon, maut ka dar —
sab kuch dhoondhla gaya us pal ke liye.
Sirf Srivalli aur Jolly reh gaye.
Srivalli ki aankhon mein dard tha,
par dard ke neeche ek chhupi hui bhook thi —
ek sahara ki, ek apnapan ki.
Jolly ne use sambhalte hue dheere se bola:
"Tum ab safe ho, Srivalli...
main hoon yahan..."
Srivalli ne aankhon mein aansuon ke beech,
apna sir Jolly ke seene se laga diya.
Dil se ek dard bhara saas nikla...
aur pehli baar...
usne Pushpa ko nahi...
Jolly ko apne dil ke kareeb mehsoos kiya.


Jolly balcony se Srivalli ko sambhalte hue niche wapas aaya.
Usne apne ek aadmi ko bulaya —
ek purana, bada sa satellite phone us aadmi ne apne bag se nikala.

Network dead tha jungle mein,
par satellite phone ka signal mil gaya tha.

Jolly ne apne khoon lage haath se number dial kiya —
Pushpa ka.

Beeps aaye...
aur phir call connect hua.

Dusri taraf Pushpa ki saans phooli hui thi, jaise woh abhi bhi bhaag raha ho, goli chala raha ho.

"Pushpa bhai! Srivalli safe hai! Hamne usse dhoond liya!"
Jolly zor se bola, taaki goliyon ki awaaz ke beech sunai de.

Pushpa ki awaaz mein turant ek badlaav aaya —
relief, jeevan, aur thodi si thakavat.

"Meri maa safe hai? Srivalli theek hai?" Pushpa poocha, saans phoolti hui.

"Haan bhai! Maa ji ko bhi humare logon ne secure kar liya. Tum araam se aage chase karo — rival ka boss abhi zinda hai!"
Jolly ne zaroorat se zyada confident tone mein kaha.

Pushpa ka gussa aur tension kuch halka hua.
Usne phone pe zor se bola:

"Srivalli ko mere ghar le jao! Use kuch nahi hona chahiye! Samjhe Jolly?! Kuch bhi nahi!"

"Bilkul, bhai. Meri jaan bhi chali jaaye, par Srivalli ko kuch nahi hoga."
Jolly ke chehre pe ek halka sa twisted smile tha, jo koi dekh nahi paaya.

Phir Jolly ne satellite phone Srivalli ke haath mein diya.

Srivalli ka haath kaanp raha tha.
Pehle woh daree...
phir usne phone pakda —
aur uski aankhon se aansu beh gaye.

Phone ke doosre side se Pushpa ki awaaz aayi —
ghamandi nahi, naakad nahi —
bilkul ek paagal aadmi ki tarah jo apne pyaar ki zindagi ke liye lad raha tha.

"Srivalli... Srivalli! Sun rahi ho na?! Main aa raha hoon! Darna mat! Main aa raha hoon tere paas!"

Srivalli apni thartharati awaaz mein boli:

"Pushpa... main theek hoon..."
Aankhon se aansu girte hue.
"Jolly bhai... mujhe bacha ke laaye hain..."

Pushpa ki awaaz bhari hui thi:

"Mujhe maaf kar de, Srivalli... mujhe maa ko bachaana pada... tu meri jaan hai... kuch bhi ho jaye, main tujhe lene aaunga!"

Srivalli ne aankh band kar ke, phone apne seene se laga liya,
jaise usme Pushpa ki aatma ho.

Par jab usne aankh kholi...
to saamne Jolly tha —
uski aankhon mein wohi protective, dangerous nazar.
Aur Srivalli ka dil ek ajeeb sa bhar gaya.

Ek pal ke liye —
woh bhool gayi ki woh kiske saath khadi hai.
Ek pal ke liye —
woh Jolly ke saath khud ko secure mehsoos kar rahi thi.

Ek aisi feeling —
jo kabhi nahi honi chahiye thi.


Achaanak badal phat gaye.
Bijli chamki, zor ki barish shuru ho gayi.
Jungle ki hawa ek pal mein thandi aur tez ho gayi,
aur baarish ke boondon ne har cheez ko bheeg diya.
Jolly aur uske aadmi jaldi se Srivalli ko lekar wapas bungalow ke andar aa gaye.
Satellite phone pe message aaya —
bade nadi ke raste pe bhaari baadh aayi thi,
aur ab road kal subah tak band rahega.
Abhi nikalna... maut ke mooh mein jaane jaisa hota.
Jolly ne turant Pushpa ko call kiya.
Pushpa abhi bhi dusmanon ka peecha kar raha tha.
"Pushpa bhai, suno...
baarish ke wajah se road band ho gaya hai.
Kal subah tak khulne ka chance hai.
Main Srivalli ke saath bungalow mein ruk raha hoon.
Tension mat lena. Safe hai woh."
Pushpa, thoda bechain hokar, bola:
"Theek hai... dekh lena Jolly... Srivalli meri jaan hai.
Usse kuch nahi hona chahiye."
"Meri kasam, bhai."
Jolly ne muskurate hue bola.
Phir phone cut ho gaya.
Baarish aur tez ho gayi thi.
Bijli ki chamak se pura bungalow chamak raha tha.
Jolly ne Srivalli ko ek alag kamre mein le jaakar
purane bed pe bitha diya.
Purana lakdi ka bed tha — thoda purana, thoda sukoon wala.
Usne Srivalli ke gile baal dekhe,
uska bheega hua badan, kapdon ka chipka hua texture —
ek pal ke liye uska dimaag fisal gaya tha.
Par phir usne apna control sambhala.
"Rest karo, Srivalli...
main bahar hoon. Koi dikkat nahi aayegi."
Jolly ne soft tone mein kaha.
Srivalli, ab tak apni thakaan, dar aur confusion ke beech uljhi hui thi,
usne chup-chaap sir hilaya.
Jolly mudkar jaane hi wala tha,
jab Srivalli ki halki si awaaz aayi:
"Thank you, Jolly bhai..."
Jolly ruka.
Aankhon mein halka sa hairani thi.
Srivalli ne aankhen neeche kar ke bola,
murmur jaise:
"Jo kuch bhi hua tha...
jo tumne... jab mujhe blackmail kiya tha...
jab... jab tumne mujhe apne under le liya tha..."
(Uski awaaz kanp rahi thi.)
"Main royi thi...
main dar gayi thi...
par ek pal ke liye...
ek pal ke liye mujhe woh raat...
woh raw taqat... woh junoon...
accha laga tha..."
Srivalli ke gaal lal ho gaye.
Uski aankhon mein sharm aur dard ka ajab sangam tha.
Uske dimaag mein flash hua —
Jolly ka woh kadak badan,
uski kathor, zabardast chaal,
aur woh raw sensation...
jab usne use bina kisi rok-tok ke chhod diya tha apne neeche.
Woh raat —
jab usne apne andar kuch paap bhara,
magar us paap mein ek ajeeb si khushi bhi mehsoos ki thi.
Aaj —
jab Jolly usse sach mein bachane aaya,
jab sabse mushkil waqt mein sirf woh tha,
tab Srivalli ka mann aur bhi ulajh gaya.
Usne apni aankhen band kar li,
aur apna gala saf karte hue bola:
"Aaj... tumne meri izzat bachayi...
Main... main tumhari ahsaanmand hoon."
Jolly bas chup raha.
Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si smirk thi —
na jeet ki, na haar ki —
sirf ek possessive haq jaisa.
Usne dheere se Srivalli ke bheege hue baalon ko dekha,
jo uske gaalon se chipak gaye the,
aur kapdon ke neeche se uske curves ka anarth ubhar raha tha.
Par is baar...
Jolly ne kuch nahi kiya.
Bas ek lambi nazar se Srivalli ko dekha,
aur fir palat gaya —
bahar jaakar guard ke sath deewar ke paas khada hone.
Srivalli bed pe akeli padhi thi —
andar ek ajeeb si garmi,
ek ajeeb sa dard,
aur ek ajeeb si sukoon ka mila-jula toofan tha.
Baarish ki boonden purane bungalow ki chhath pe baj rahi thi...
aur Srivalli apni aankhon se chhat ko dekhte hue
sirf ek hi naam soch rahi thi:
"Pushpa..."
Aur saath hi...
dil ke kisi kone mein ek naya naam bhi daba daba sa goonj raha tha:
"Jolly..."

Baarish ab thodi dheemi pad gayi thi.
Jolly building ke bahar aaya,
apne aadmiyon ke dead bodies ke beech khada hua tha —
unka khoon zameen pe gaddhe banake bahta ja raha tha.
Par Jolly ke chehre pe koi afsos nahi tha.
Uski aankhon mein sirf ek cheez thi —
jeet.
Usne apne gile kapde sambhalte hue,
apne zakhmi haath se ek cigarette nikaali,
aur ek gehra kash liya.
Sab kuch uski planning ka hissa tha.
Ye "rival gang" jo Srivalli aur Pushpa ki maa ko kidnap karne aayi thi —
ye sab uske apne aadmi the.
Usne khud plan banaya tha —
Srivalli ko darana, todna,
aur apne aashray mein lana.
Sab kuch ek perfect natak tha —
Jabardasti ka hero banna.
Srivalli ke dil mein Pushpa ke liye shaque ka beej boya,
aur apne liye ek naya "farishta" ka chehra tayaar kiya.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek twisted smile thi.
Halki si khushi aur ganda sa sukoon.
"Srivalli..."
woh dheere se apne aap se bola,
"ab tu mere jaal mein aa chuki hai."
Uska dimaag flash kar gaya —
Srivalli ki bikhri saari,
bheega hua badan,
uske kaanpte haath jab usne gale mein daal ke usey pakda tha,
aur jab uski aankhon mein pehli baar —
darr ke saath ek chhupa hua vishwas chamka tha.
Jolly jaanta tha —
ab sirf thoda aur waqt chahiye.
Sirf thoda aur emotional dhakka,
aur Srivalli apne aap uski ban jaayegi.
Phir woh jo chahega,
jab chahega,
Srivalli uske liye rahegi.
Pushpa?
Jolly ke liye ab woh sirf ek moorkh tha —
jo apne maa ke pyaar mein andha ho kar Srivalli ko apne haath se uske paas chhod gaya.
Jolly ne ek lambi kash liya cigarette ka,
aur apne aap se muskurate hue bola:
"Ab jab tak Pushpa samjhega...
Srivalli meri god mein hogi...
aur main usse har raat...
apni marzi se...
apne tareeke se...
poora mehsoos karunga."
Usne baarish ke boondon mein apna sir upar uthaya —
jaise apne jeet ko salute kar raha ho.
Andar kamre mein Srivalli
bed pe leti, aankhen band kiye,
Pushpa ka intezaar kar rahi thi —
bina jaane ki uske saath sab kuch
ek chhupa hua dushman khel raha tha.
Aur raat ki hawa mein,
ek nayi kahani likhi ja rahi thi —
dhokha, chaah, aur barbaadi ki kahani.



Baarish ab bhi patak patak kar rahi thi.
Bungalow ke purane kamre ke kone mein ek chhoti si mombatti jal rahi thi,
apni halki si roshni mein ek ajeeb sa glow create karti hui —
poora kamra naram naram orange light se bhara hua tha.
Jolly dheere se Srivalli ke kamre mein aaya.
Darwaze ko dheere se band kiya.
Srivalli bed ke kinaare bethi thi.
Ghutan bhari khamoshi thi.
Bahar tufaan tha...
andar ek aur bada tufaan tayar ho raha tha.
Srivalli ne Jolly ki aahat mehsoos ki —
lekin is baar, woh palat kar gusse se nahi dekhi.
Is baar...
uski aankhon mein kuch aur tha.
Koi narmi...
koi kabooliyat...
aur ek chhupa hua sharmila sa invitation.
Kamre ki thandi hawa mein Srivalli ka badan garam lag raha tha.
Uski saari ab bhi bikri hui thi —
pallu dheela, blouse ke upar se ubharte huye curves,
aur bechain sa seene ka uthna-baithna —
jo candle light mein aur bhi jaanleva lag raha tha.
Uske gile, bikre hue baal,
gale aur kandhe pe chipak rahe the,
aur pasine ke halki chamak se uska rang ek alag si chamak raha tha.
Jolly ka gala sukh gaya.
Uski aankhon mein ek pagalpan ki chamak aa gayi.
Woh Srivalli ke seene, uski kamar, uske ubharte hue curves ko aankhon se peene laga.
Uska har ang, har thoda sa dikhta hissa jaise use aur zyada kheench raha tha.
Srivalli ne sab mehsoos kiya.
Uska ghurti nazar ko, uska halke halke tez hota saans ko...
aur fir Srivalli ne kuch kiya jo Jolly ko aur pagal kar gaya.
Woh muskurayi.
Ek chhupi hui, halki si mischievous smile.
Jaise kehti ho:
"Main jaanti hoon tum kya dekh rahe ho...
aur mujhe fark nahi padta..."
Jolly ne ek kadam aage badhaya,
aur ek pal ke liye dono ke beech sirf ek halki si doori reh gayi.
Srivalli ne aankhen jhukayi,
aur apne daaye haath se apna bikra pallu dheere se theek kiya —
lekin aise, jaise zyada chhupane ke bajaye,
aur zyada khud ko expose kar rahi ho.
Uska neckline aur bhi saaf dikhne laga.
Candle ki roshni mein uska skin chamak raha tha —
soft, inviting, aur laalima se bhara hua.
Jolly ke pair jaise zameen mein gad gaye.
Uski aankhon mein ek hi cheez thi ab —
Srivalli.
Poore roop mein.
Poore jazbaat ke saath.
Aur Srivalli?
Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb sa sharm aur taanaav tha —
jaise woh khud apne emotions se lad rahi ho...
par haar rahi ho...
Dono ke beech hawa mein ek aag lag chuki thi.
Aur us aag mein ab sab kuch pighalne wala tha.

Kamre mein sirf candle ki naram si roshni thi,
baarish ke boondein khidkiyon pe patak rahi thi,
aur dono ke beech — ek bhari hui khamoshi.
Jolly dheere dheere Srivalli ke kareeb aaya.
Uske kadam halke, par irade bhari hue the.
Srivalli uske aane ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Uska saans tez chal raha tha.
Uski aankhen — jisme nafrat ya gussa nahi tha ab —
sirf soft desire tha.
Jolly bed ke paas aaya, uske samne jhuk gaya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daal ke dheere se bola:
"Tum theek ho na, Srivalli?"
Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye aankhen band ki.
Uska mann lad raha tha —
ek taraf Pushpa ki yaad,
dusri taraf Jolly ki zinda, garam si presence.
Usne aankhen khol ke dheere se kaha:
"Agar tum nahi hote...
to main shayad zinda nahi hoti, Jolly bhai..."
Jolly ne uske haath ko pakad liya —
uska chhota, naram haath apne bade, thode se zakhmi haathon mein.
Srivalli ne apna haath nahi chhuda.
Is baar nahi.
Uske dil mein dard tha.
Gussa tha.
Pushpa ka gussa — ki woh Srivalli ke liye nahi aaya.
Sirf maa ke liye gaya.
Aur Srivalli ko kisi aur ke bharose chhod diya.
Aur saamne tha Jolly —
jo khoon baha kar aaya tha.
Jisne use bachaaya tha.
Jo abhi uski aankhon ke saamne, bas uske liye zinda lag raha tha.
Srivalli ki aankhen bhar aayi.
Usne hichak kar, apne haath se Jolly ke gaal ko chhua —
ek halka sa touch, jaise apne savior ko mehsoos kar rahi ho.
Jolly ne uske is touch ko feel kiya —
aur aankhon mein ek thandi si aag chamak gayi.
Srivalli ne dheere se,
kano mein almost fufkar ke kaha:
"Aaj...
jo tumne mere liye kiya hai...
main... main tumhara shukriya ada karna chahti hoon..."
Uski awaaz mein ek halka sa kampan tha,
par uska irada saaf tha.
Srivalli ne dheere se apna pallu hata diya —
apni marzi se, apni raza se.
Candle light mein uska ubharte curves,
bheega hua blouse,
aur chamakta hua gala jaise Jolly ke liye ek sapna ban gaya tha.
Jolly ne uski aankhon mein dekha —
wahan na majboori thi,
na dar tha —
sirf ek chhupi hui pyaas thi.
Srivalli ne apne dono haath uske gardan ke aas paas lapet liye,
aur apni naram, kapti si awaaz mein kaha:
"Tum mere rakshak ho, Jolly...
aaj raat...
main sirf tumhaari hoon..."
Jolly ka control tutne ke kagar par tha.
Par ab Srivalli ki aankhen usse bula rahi thi —
khud se, apne poore jazbaat ke saath.
Dono ke beech ab koi faasla nahi tha.
Srivalli apni marzi se, apni ichha se,
apne saviour ke gale lag gayi thi.
Aur raat bhar,
baarish ke boondon ke beech,
candle ke kamzor prakash mein,
sirf do dil dhadak rahe the —
ek naye paap, ek naye mohabbat ke bandhan mein bandh gaye.

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Candle ki madham roshni mein,
Srivalli Jolly ke saamne bethi thi —
pallu ab bilkul gir chuka tha,
aur uska bheega blouse,
uske tight ubharte hue boobs ko
aur bhi zyada ubharke dikhata tha.
Uska mangalsutra —
bheeg ke uske deep cleavage ke andar ghus gaya tha,
aur har saans ke saath woh chain hil rahi thi,
uske sensual curves ko aur zyada inviting bana rahi thi.
Blouse ke kapde ke neeche se —
nipple ki tips clearly dikh rahi thi,
baarish aur thandi hawa se hard hoke.
Jolly ne uska yeh roop dekha —
aur uski aankhon mein ek wild alpha hunger chamak gayi.
Woh dheere dheere aage badha,
aur Srivalli ke paas jaakar
ek hi jhatke mein uske geele, bikre hue baalon ko
peeche se kaske pakad liya.
Srivalli ek halki si hawaasi si cheekh nikal gayi,
par uske chehre pe koi gussa nahi tha —
sirf ek horny, surrendered expression tha.
Jolly ne uske baalon ko kheench kar
Srivalli ke chehre ko apni taraf uthaaya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daalte hue
apni garam, bhari hui awaaz mein bola:
"Aaj ki raat... jungle mein sirf hum honge, meri jaan.
Wild safari ke liye tayaar rehna..."
Uski saans Srivalli ke gaalon ko jalane lagi thi.
Jungle ki thandi hawa aur kamre ki garam hawa ke beech
ek ajeeb sa passionate tufaan ban gaya tha.
Srivalli ne apni aankhon se
ek bold, inviting nazar se Jolly ko dekha,
aur apne halki si thartharati hothon ko bite karte hue
ek chhupa hua sexy smile diya.
Uski aankhon mein ab sirf ek hi jawab tha —
"Yes..."
bina shabdon ke,
sirf apne horny, surrendered expressions ke saath.
Jolly ne uska chehra apne haath mein pakad ke
aur bhi kareeb kheench liya —
dono ke beech ab sirf ek saans ka faasla tha.
Srivalli ki body fire jaise feel kar rahi thi,
aur Jolly ka control ab tutne ke edge pe tha.
Ye raat, ye jungle,
aur Srivalli ka poora jism —
ab Jolly ke hawas aur pyaar ke naam hone waala tha.



Room mein ab sirf baarish ki halke halke padne ki awaaz thi,
aur candle ki roshni mein do dhadakte hue jism.
Srivalli ki aankhon mein ek khula hua invitation tha —
koi dar nahi,
koi rukawat nahi.
Bas ek masoom sharamila surrender.
Jolly ne apni aankhon mein ek wild possessiveness ke saath
Srivalli ke nazuk gardan ko apne haathon mein pakad liya —
uska soft, garam, slightly sweaty skin
uske thande haath ke contact mein thoda kaanp gaya.
Srivalli ne apni aankhen band kar li,
aur apna gala aur zyada expose kar diya,
jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main sirf tumhaari hoon..."
Jolly ne bina waqt zaya kiye
apne hothon se uski gardan ko lock kar liya —
soft sucking, nibbling,
har kiss ke saath Srivalli ke shareer mein ek halki si compulsion ki lehar daud gayi.
Uske geele, thande bal Srivalli ke kandhon pe chipak rahe the,
aur uska mangalsutra uske cleavage mein hil raha tha,
har saans ke saath zyada gehra jaata hua.
Srivalli ke hothon se ek halki si moan nikli —
ek masoom, halka sa "mmhhh..."
jo kamre ke garam hawa mein ek fire jaise goonj gaya.
Jolly ka ek haath ab uske blouse ke upar se
uske tight boobs ke saath khelne laga —
press karte hue, ghumate hue,
har touch mein apna haq jamate hue.
Srivalli ne aankhen aadhi band kar ke
apni hothon se ek shy, tooti-phooti awaaz mein kaha:
"Jolly... ahh... dheere..."
Par uski awaaz mein rokne ka nahi,
sirf sharam aur pyaas ka rang tha.
Jolly ne is baat pe aur zyada possessive hokar
uske soft pink lips ko capture kar liya.
Pehla kiss —
wild, hungry, raw.
Usne Srivalli ke hothon ko zor se suck kiya,
apni zubaan uske hothon ke andar daal kar
uski zubaan ko apne saath kheench liya.
Srivalli ne apne haath
Jolly ke balo mein ghusa diye,
aur apne saare emotions us kiss mein daal diye.
Kabhi woh halki si "mmphh" ki aawaz nikaalti,
kabhi apni zubaan se fight karti,
kabhi surrender karti,
kabhi sharmati,
kabhi apne hips se Jolly ko apne kareeb kheenchti.
Room mein ab sirf kuch awazein goonj rahi thi —
wet kiss ki chhap-chhap sound,
Srivalli ke halki moans,
aur unke heavy saans.
Jolly ne kiss ke beech mein uski kaan ke lob ko apne daanton se halka se pakda,
aur garam sa fufkara:
"Meri jaan...
aaj tu sirf meri hai...
poori jungle raat ke liye..."
Srivalli ne aankhen bandh karke
apne thartharate hothon se halki si haan bola,
aur apni kamar ko uske against aur jod diya.
Jolly ka doosra haath ab blouse ke andar ghusne ko tayyar tha,
aur Srivalli ka sharir —
uska dil, uska mann —
sab kuch Jolly ke naam hone ko tayyar tha.





Srivalli ab Jolly ke baahon mein poori tarah pighal gayi thi.
Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha,
aur sharir ek ajeeb si agni mein jal raha tha.
Jolly ne, bina Srivalli ki aankhon se nazar hataye,
apne haath ko dheere se
Srivalli ke blouse ke andar ghusa diya.
Uska haath Srivalli ke naram, garam skin ko choo raha tha —
aur Srivalli ka badan kanp gaya,
jaise kisi ne bijli ka taar chhoo diya ho.
Jolly ka haath ab uske tight boobs ke upar tha,
bare skin pe —
aur woh apni fingers se
dheere dheere circular motion mein usse explore kar raha tha.
Srivalli ka saans phool gaya.
Uske mooh se ek aur halki si sexy moan nikli:
"Aahh... Jolly..."
Uski awaaz mein sharam bhi thi,
par ek chhupa hua maza bhi tha.
Woh apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi thi.
Jolly ne is mauke ka pura fayda uthaya —
usne Srivalli ke nipple ke aas paas apne angutha aur ungliyon se
halka halka pressure daala,
aur Srivalli apne hips se halki si hil gayi,
apne aap ko aur paas kheenchti hui.
Uski aankhon mein ab sirf horny, shy surrender tha.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke kaan ke paas fufkarte hue kaha:
"Itna beautiful lag rahi hai tu...
sirf mera hone ke liye bani hai..."
Srivalli ne aankhen band karke,
apni saans control karte hue,
apne haath ko Jolly ke seene par rakha —
aur phir dheere se neeche ki taraf slide kiya.
Uski nazuk ungliyan ab Jolly ke muscles ko explore kar rahi thi,
jaise apni marzi se apna haq jata rahi ho.
Fir, ek bold moment mein,
Srivalli ne apne haathon se
Jolly ke kurte ke button kholne shuru kar diye.
Jolly uska yeh badalte hue attitude dekh ke
aur bhi zyada wild ho gaya.
Usne Srivalli ke dusre boob ko apne haath mein le liya,
aur apni ungliyon se halka pinch kiya —
jis se Srivalli ke hothon se ek sexy si broken moan nikli:
"Mmmhh... Jolly...!"
Uski moan mein sharam,
desire, aur pyaas sab kuch tha.
Jolly ne turant Srivalli ke hothon ko capture kar liya,
ek aur wild, wet kiss mein.
Iss baar, aur bhi zyada passionate.
Unki zubanein ek doosre mein ulajh gayi thi,
garmi aur hawas mein doob kar.
Srivalli ne apna pura badan
Jolly ke saath chipka diya,
apne hips ko halki si movement mein laate hue,
jaise apni body se apne jazbaat jatate hue.
Kamre mein ab sirf: wet kisses ki sounds Srivalli ke sexy moans aur unki heavy breathing

• goonj rahi thi.

Candle ki roshni mein dono ke bodies ek dusre mein ghul mil rahe the,
aur baarish ki boonden bahar apni alag hi music baja rahi thi.
Jungle safari
ab officially shuru ho chuki thi —
ek wild, raw, passionate journey
jo raat bhar chalne waali thi.

Srivalli ab poori tarah se Jolly ke kabze mein thi —
khud apne iradon se,
apne poore jazbaat ke saath.
Jolly ne uski aankhon mein ghurte hue,
ek haath uske blouse ke andar aur zyada deep ghusa diya,
aur poori tarah se uske bare boobs ko pakad liya.
Srivalli ka breast size full, round aur perfectly tight tha —
jaise kisi ne soch samajhkar unhe banaya ho.
Soft yet firm.
Jab Jolly ne apni badi, strong palm mein uska boob pakda,
to woh asaani se fit hua,
thoda flesh uske fingers ke beech se ubhar aaya.
Uske nipples thande hone ke bawajood hard aur stiff ho gaye the —
thoda bade aur pinkish shade ke,
aur baarish ke thandi hawa mein aur bhi sensitive lag rahe the.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke nipple pe apna angutha rakha,
aur halki circular motion mein ghumaya.
Srivalli ka badan turant react kar gaya —
ek broken moan uske hothon se nikla:
"Aaaahh... Jolly..."
Uski saans tez, halki si kanpati hui.
Jolly ne aur zyada control tod diya —
apne hothon se Srivalli ke blouse ko neeche khisakaya,
aur uska ek tight, soft, glistening boob pura expose kar diya.
Phir bina rukhe —
woh seedha jhuk gaya,
aur apni garam lips se
Srivalli ka nipple suck karna start kiya.
Pehle halka se kiss,
phir lips ke beech mein pura nipple pakad ke zor se suck kiya.
"Mmmhhh... aahh... Jolly...!"
Srivalli ka pura badan hil gaya,
usne apne haathon se Jolly ke baalon ko pakad liya,
aur apne hips ko involuntarily hilane lagi,
ek raw pleasure mein doobti hui.
Jolly ek wild animal ki tarah,
uske ek boob ko suck karta,
dusar haath se doosre boob ko knead karta —
press karta, squeeze karta,
aur kabhi kabhi halki bite karta,
jisse Srivalli ke lips se aur bhi sexy moans nikalti:
"Ohhh... haan... aur... Jolly..."
Srivalli ka sharir ab Jolly ke hawas aur pyaar mein pighalne laga tha.
Phir, thoda ruk kar,
Jolly ne apne haath Srivalli ki kamar tak le jaaye —
aur uska geela, chipka hua saree ka kapda
slowly neeche kheenchna shuru kiya.
Srivalli ne aankhen band kar ke,
apne haathon se apne blouse ko dheere se aur loose kiya,
poora apna aap Jolly ke hawaale karte hue.
Saree ka kapda,
baarish ke paani se chipka hua,
Srivalli ke smooth, curved hips ko chhoota hua
zameen pe girta jaa raha tha.
Aur Jolly?
Uski aankhen bas Srivalli ke naked, trembling body ko drink kar rahi thi —
her flawless curves,
her glowing skin,
aur uski aankhon mein woh pyaasi sharamili chamak —
jo use aur bhi jaanleva bana rahi thi.
Kamra ab sirf: Srivalli ke halki broken moans , kapdon ke girne ki awaaz aur dono ke dilon ki tez dhadkanon se bhara tha.




Jolly ne Srivalli ki saree pura neeche gira diya tha —
ab woh sirf apne blouse aur geele peticoat mein thi,
aur candle light mein uski skin chamak rahi thi,
jaise koi jalta hua sapna.
Uske ubharte curves,
naram skin,
aur tight kamar ko dekhte hi
Jolly ka control phatne ke edge pe aa gaya.
Bina kuch kahe,
Jolly ne Srivalli ki kamar ko dono haathon se pakda,
aur apne kadam se usse bed ke centre tak dhakel diya.
Srivalli peeche girti hui halki si "uhhh..." ki aawaz nikaali,
aur apne haathon se bed ke sheet ko pakad liya,
apna thoda sa sharir upar uthate hue.
Jolly jhuk gaya uske upar,
aur apne hothon se Srivalli ke navel ke aas-paas hot kisses dene laga —
kabhi halka se suck karta,
kabhi apni zubaan se trace karta uski kamar ke curve ko.
Srivalli ka pura sharir hichak raha tha,
aur uske mooh se control se bahar sexy broken moans nikal rahe the:
"Aaaahh... Jolly... hnnn... please..."
Uske blouse ke andar se Srivalli ke dusre nipple ab bhi tight aur hard the.
Jolly ne apna ek haath blouse ke andar ghusa diya,
aur pura breast palm mein leke zor se squeeze kiya —
jis se Srivalli ke mooh se ek aur loud "Mmmhh... haaahh..." nikal aaya.
Jolly ne uska blouse ek jhatke mein neeche khisakaya,
aur Srivalli ka dusra boob bhi expose ho gaya —
perfect round, slightly heavy,
aur nipples jo thande mein aur hard ho gaye the,
jaise kisi ne jaadu kar diya ho.
Woh bina kisi sharam ke apna muh uske dusre boob pe rakha,
aur pure nipple ko apni lips ke beech le kar suck karne laga —
kabhi teeth se halka bite,
kabhi poora mouth mein le kar deep sucking.
Srivalli ka badan hil raha tha,
uski saans hilti ja rahi thi.
"Ohhh... Jolly... harder...!"
Srivalli ne apne haathon se uske baalon ko kheechte hue kaha,
apni kamar ko hilate hue apne aapko uske mouth ke against aur zyada press karte hue.
Jolly ne uske dusre nipple ko apni ungliyon se twist kiya,
aur Srivalli ne apne mooh se ek aur sexy,
halki si cheekh nikali:
"Aaaahhhhhh...!"
Uske voice mein ab koi sharam nahi thi,
sirf desire aur surrender tha.
Tab Srivalli ne kuch kiya —
jo Jolly ko aur pagal kar gaya.
Srivalli ne apne haathon se apna peticoat ka nada dheere se khola,
aur apne pairon se peticoat ko khinch ke poora nikal diya,
apni marzi se apna aap Jolly ke samne bilkul exposed kar diya.
Ab woh sirf apne chhote se geele panties mein thi —
aur Jolly ko aankhon se invite kar rahi thi.
Uske lips thode se open the,
uski aankhen adhi band,
aur uska badan thoda thoda move kar raha tha,
jaise apne se control na kar pa rahi ho.
Jolly ne ek pal ke liye uska yeh roop dekha —
aur uske andar ka pura wild alpha male jaag gaya.
Usne Srivalli ke thighs ko dono haathon se pakda,
spread kiya,
aur apne hothon se uski inner thighs pe deep kisses karne laga.
"Mmmmhhh... Jolly... aahh..."
Srivalli ka pura sharir hil raha tha,
uski moans ab aur tez ho gayi thi.
Har kiss ke saath,
har suck ke saath,
Srivalli ka mooh se ek nayi broken moan nikalti:
"Hnnnh... haaahh... aur...!"
Jolly dheere se apne lips ko Srivalli ke panty ke upar le gaya,
aur apne mouth se uss area ke upar ek hard, wet kiss diya —
Srivalli ne apne hips ko upar uthakar react kiya,
ek broken, needy "Aaahhhhhn... Jolly please..." ke saath.
Ab dono ke beech koi faasla nahi tha —
na kapdo ka, na sharam ka,
sirf wild raw passion ka raabta tha.

Srivalli ab apni saans sambhalte hue,
poori tarah se Jolly ke kabze mein thi.
Jolly ne dheere se,
apni strong fingers ka istemal karte hue
Srivalli ke geele, soft panties ka elastic pakda —
aur slowly unhe neeche kheenchne laga.
Srivalli ne apni aankhon ko adha band kar liya,
lips halka sa bite karte hue,
sharm aur desire ke beech ulajhte hue.
Jolly ne jab panties ko uski thighs se,
fir uske ghutno tak,
aur phir uske pairon se nikal diya —
toh Srivalli ab completely naked thi,
sirf candle ki naram roshni mein chamakti hui.
Jolly apni aankhon se Srivalli ke sapne jaise body ko scan kar raha tha.
Uski nazar gayi Srivalli ki beautiful chut par —
natural, soft pink folds ke beech
halka sa natural trimmed hair tha —
na jyada, na kam, bas ek sensual raw touch dene wala.
Srivalli ka lower lips thoda swollen, thoda wet tha —
pure desire se.
Jolly thoda jhuk kar Srivalli ke beech mein aaya,
aur ek hungry, lustful muskan ke saath dheere se bola:
"Mujhe... thoda aur kam baal pasand hai, jaan..."
Srivalli, poori tarah se sharam aur passion mein doobi hui,
dheere se apne hothon se ek halka sa bold whisper kiya:
"Next time...
sirf tumhare liye...
clean shave karungi..."
Uski awaaz mein ek itni sexy, broken sweetness thi
ki Jolly ka sabr phat gaya.
Usne Srivalli ke legs ko apne strong haathon se thoda aur spread kiya,
aur bina waqt zaya kiye
apni garam, bhookhi zubaan Srivalli ki chut ke upar laga di.
"Aaaaahhh... Jollyyy!"
Srivalli ne apne haathon se bed ka sheet kas ke pakad liya,
aur apni kamar ko thoda upar uthakar Jolly ke mouth ke against zor se press kar diya.
Jolly ki zubaan
Srivalli ke soft folds ke beech andar jaati,
baar baar circle karti,
kabhi tip se tease karti,
kabhi pura mouth bhar ke uski chut ko suck karti.
"Mmmhh... ahhhh... zyada... aur Jolly!"
Srivalli ke hothon se sexy, needy moans nikal rahe the,
har ek lick ke saath unki intensity aur badh rahi thi.
Jolly apni zubaan ko deep andar dalta,
phir pura surface lick karta —
aur uski zubaan ki wet slurping sounds kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Chaat-chaat ki sexy wet awaazon ke beech,
Srivalli ka sharir hil raha tha uncontrollably,
aur uski saansein hilti ja rahi thi.
Jolly ka chehra
Srivalli ke juices se completely wet ho chuka tha.
Uska taste —
sweet, thoda tangy,
aur itna natural ki Jolly aur bhi pagal ho raha tha.
Usne Srivalli ke outer lips ko apne lips se pakad ke
deep suck kiya,
aur apni zubaan se
clit ke aas paas quick flicks dene laga.
Srivalli ne ek sharp, sexy moan nikali:
"Aaaaahhhh fuck... Jolly... main... main..."
Uski body tharthara rahi thi,
aur woh apne hips ko uncontrollably move kar rahi thi —
jaise apni chut ko Jolly ke mouth mein aur zyada press karna chahti ho.
Jolly bhi apne pure hawas aur passion mein,
Srivalli ke wetness ka har drop apni zubaan se collect kar raha tha,
aur use apni jeet ka nasha feel ho raha tha.






Srivalli ka pura badan
Jolly ke mooh aur zubaan ke action se
hawa mein tairta hua lag raha tha.
Har lick, har suck ke saath
Srivalli aur zyada wild hoti ja rahi thi.
Uske andar ka sabr tutne ke kagar par tha —
aur ab woh woh sharmili, chup rehne wali Srivalli nahi thi.
Nahi.
Aaj woh ek pyaasi tigress ban chuki thi,
jo apna haq lena jaanti thi.
Srivalli ne apne dono haathon se
Jolly ke baalon ko kas ke pakad liya,
aur apni kamar ko aur zyada Jolly ke mooh ke against grind karte hue
ek dum broken, thodi demanding awaaz mein boli:
"Aur andar... Jolly...
meri chut ke andar apni zubaan ghusa do...
deep...!"
Uski awaaz mein
itna hawas aur ruling passion tha
ki Jolly ek second ke liye frozen reh gaya.
Fir bina kuch soche
Jolly ne apni zubaan aur zyada deep push ki Srivalli ke andar —
uske wet, tight folds ke beech ghuste hue,
andar jaakar ghumte hue.
"Aaaahhhh fuuuck Jolly... deeper...!"
Srivalli cheekh jaise nikal gayi,
aur usne Jolly ka head apni jagah forcefully press kiya,
taaki woh apni chut ka har pleasure point uski zubaan se feel kar sake.
Jolly ki zubaan ab Srivalli ke andar baar baar ghus rahi thi,
kabhi deep thrusts,
kabhi slow teasing licks,
kabhi uski clit ko lap lap karte hue.
Srivalli ke hips uncontrollably hil rahe the,
uska saans toot raha tha,
aur uski aankhon mein sirf ek junoon tha —
orgasm ka, azaadi ka.
"Haan... haan... wahin... wahin...!"
Srivalli ab hothon se chhilte hue boli,
apni kamar aur hips ko Jolly ke mouth ke against
wildly move karte hue.
Jolly ka pura face
Srivalli ke wetness se completely soak ho chuka tha —
ek hot, wet mess.
Jolly ne apni zubaan aur tez kar di —
deeper, faster, rougher.
Srivalli ka sharir hil raha tha uncontrollably,
uska mooh se awaazein nikal rahi thi:
"Aahhh... aahhh... fuckkk... main... main chhoot rahi hoon Jollyyy...!"
Aur phir ek dum se,
Srivalli ka sharir ek zordar jhatke se hil gaya,
aur usne apni chut ka sara orgasm
Jolly ke mooh pe explode kar diya.
Warm, sweet juices Jolly ke lips aur zubaan par flood kar gaye.
Srivalli ka body pura tharthara raha tha,
aur woh apni kamar ko Jolly ke face ke against press karke
deep saas le rahi thi,
ek sexy broken, exhausted voice mein.
"Mmmhh... Jolly... meri jaan..."
Srivalli fufkarte hue boli,
apne aankhon mein sukoon aur jungli jeet ke saath.
Aur Jolly?
Usne apni zubaan se Srivalli ka ek ek drop taste kiya —
sweet, tangy, raw —
aur apne aap mein ek victorious alpha male jaise mehsoos kiya.




Srivalli ab bed pe nangi leti thi,
uska sundar, thoda thoda paseene se chamakta hua badan
candle light mein ek divine sa glow le raha tha.
Uske perfect curves —
full round boobs, tight waist, smooth hips —
ek complete invitation ki tarah chamak rahe the.
Uska chehra,
thoda sa tired orgasms ke baad,
lekin uski aankhon mein ek sweet victorious smile thi —
ek smile jo keh rahi thi:
"Aaj main apna haq le rahi hoon..."
Uske lips halka sa parted the,
gale mein abhi bhi halki si kanp thi,
aur aankhon mein ek aag thi —
pure passion aur chaah ki aag.
Jolly thoda door khada tha —
apni jeans ke andar visibly hard aur throbbing.
Uska breathing heavy tha,
aur aankhen sirf Srivalli ke naked body ko drink kar rahi thi.
Srivalli ne dheere se aankh uthakar usse dekha,
aur ek aur thoda sharmila, thoda naughty smile diya.
Phir apne sexy andaaz mein
bed pe thoda uthkar baithi,
aur apne haathon ko aage badhate hue
Jolly ke belt ke paas pakda.
Jolly ne apni saans rok li —
poora hawas aur sukoon uski aankhon mein jam gaya.
Srivalli ne apne naram haathon se
Jolly ko apni taraf khinch liya,
bed ke edge tak kheench kar,
apne daayein haath se uski jeans ka button khola.
Button khulte hi
uska thoda sa swollen hardness jeans ke kapde ko stretch kar raha tha.
Srivalli ke hothon pe ek sexy, broken smile thi.
Usne zip dheere se khola —
ek tantalizing, teasing speed mein —
aur Jolly ke underwear se bhar bhar ke tight lund ka thoda sa tip bahar aane laga.
Srivalli ne aankhon se use dekha —
uski aankhon mein hunger tha, sharm tha,
aur ek ajeeb si possessiveness thi.
Usne apne fingers se halka sa Jolly ke underwear ke upar se
rubbing start kiya —
aur Jolly ke mooh se ek deep, guttural groan nikla:
"Mmmhh... Srivalli..."
Srivalli, ab completely bold,
apne naram ungliyon se uska underwear thoda neeche kheenchti hui,
uski poori hardness ko expose kar rahi thi.
Jolly ka lund full throbbing,
veins se bharahua,
ready to claim what he considered now only his.
Srivalli ne apni aankhon mein cheekh hoti desire ke saath
ek baar apna jeebh lips pe ghumaaya,
aur phir aankhen utha kar Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha —
jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main ready hoon... pura tumhaara banne ke liye..."








Srivalli ab poori tarah se Jolly ke saamne baithi thi —
naked, glowing, thodi messy, lekin aankhon mein wild teasing fire leke.
Usne apne naram, sexy hothon ko halka sa chaatte hue,
Jolly ke throb karte lund pe nazar daali —
fir aankh utha ke direct Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha.
Ek slow, sexy smile ke saath,
Srivalli ne apni sweet, broken, seductive awaaz mein kaha:
"Last time... tumhe ye bahut pasand aaya tha na...?"
Uski awaaz mein ek sharmili teasing thi,
par aankhon mein ek raw promise —
ki is baar woh aur bhi wild hone waali hai.
Jolly ka gala sukh gaya.
Uska heart beat zor zor se dhadak raha tha.
Srivalli ne apni body ko thoda jhukaaya,
aur apne naram, soft haathon se
Jolly ke throbbing lund ko gently pakda.
Uski garam ungliyon ka touch Jolly ke body mein bijli jaisa tha.
Phir Srivalli ne apne cute pink lips ko thoda open kiya,
aur apni jeebh ki tip se
Jolly ke lund ke tip pe ek halka sa lick maara.
"Mmmhhh..."
Srivalli ke throat se ek halki moan nikli —
jaise woh khud apne act ka maza le rahi ho.
Phir woh dheere se aage badhi,
aur Jolly ke lund ka head apne naram, geele lips ke beech le liya,
aur ek deep, wet suck liya.
"Fuuuck... Srivalli..."
Jolly ke mooh se ek guttural moan nikal gaya,
uske haath Srivalli ke messy baalon mein chale gaye.
Srivalli ne bina rukhe,
apna mouth aur zyada khola,
aur dheere dheere
poora lund apne garam mooh ke andar lena shuru kiya.
Uski jeebh Jolly ke shaft ko lapet rahi thi —
kabhi tip ko chaatte hue,
kabhi shaft ke sides ko tease karte hue,
kabhi pura lund deep throat karte hue.
"Slurp... slurp... mmphhh..."





Room mein ab sirf Srivalli ke wet, sloppy blowjob ki awaazein thi,
aur Jolly ke heavy breaths aur moans.
Srivalli apni mooh se jab deep suck karte hue
lund ko almost throat tak le jaati,
tab uske mooh se halki "gluck-gluck" ki sexy sounds nikalti.
Uske aankhen thodi pani se bhar jaati,
aur uska gala thoda thoda vibrate karta —
par Srivalli ne ek second ke liye bhi nahi roka.
Woh apne haathon se Jolly ke base ko hold karti,
aur apne hothon se
slow deep strokes aur phir fast wet sucking karti,
mix karte hue Jolly ko madness ke edge tak le ja rahi thi.
"God... Srivalli... tu mujhe pagal kar degi..."
Jolly ne apne haathon se Srivalli ke baalon ko pakad ke
apne hips ko thoda aage thrust kiya,
aur Srivalli ne poora accept kar liya,
ek wild messy moan ke saath:
"Mmmphh... mmmhhh...!"
Srivalli ka face thoda saliva se messy hone laga,
par uski aankhon mein ek proud glow tha —
jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main apne man ko pura kar rahi hoon..."
Aur Srivalli aur bhi passionate ho gayi —
fast, sloppy, wild blowjob dete hue,
apni jeebh, apne lips, apni throat ka har angle Jolly ko de rahi thi.

[Joker44]

Jolly jab feel kiya ki woh edge pe aa raha hai,
usne Srivalli ke messy, wet lips se
apna lund nikal liya.
Srivalli confused thi ek pal ke liye,
lekin uski aankhon mein ab bhi hunger tha.
Jolly ne uska face apne dono haathon mein liya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daal kar,
ek deep, wild kiss mein usko capture kar liya.
Unke hothon ka pressure intense tha —
lips crushing, tongues fighting.
Jolly apni zubaan ko Srivalli ke mooh mein deep lick karta,
kabhi uski zubaan ko suck karta,
kabhi apne lips se uska sara sweetness pee jaata.
Srivalli ka sharir hil raha tha —
moaning softly between kisses:
"Mmmhh... Jolly..."
Kiss ke beech,
Srivalli ne apna sharir dheere se bed pe wapas gira diya,
aur apni legs slowly spread kar di —
pure submission aur hunger ke saath.
Uske wet, pink chut candle light mein chamak rahi thi,
thodi throbbing, thodi swollen —
completely ready and begging for Jolly.
Srivalli ke lips thoda throbb kar rahe the,
aur usne aankhon se Jolly ko bulaya —
ek soft, bold smile ke saath.
Jolly ne dekhkar ek victorious, wild smile diya,
aur aage badh ke uski dono legs apne haathon se pakad ke
khud ke paas kheench liya.
Srivalli ke mooh se ek sexy, sharmila sa gasp nikla.
Jolly ab bilkul close tha —
apna hard, thick lund uske wet folds ke against rub karta hua.
Jolly ne apni tip ko uski entrance pe lagaya,
aur dheere se pressure daala —
thoda resistance, thoda slip.
Srivalli ne apne body ko thoda tense kiya,
aur halki si broken moan nikali:
"Aahh... Jolly..."
Fir ek strong, steady thrust ke saath —
Jolly uske andar deep penetrate kar gaya.
"Aaaaaahhhh...!"
Srivalli cheekh uthi halki si —
pure mixture of pain aur pleasure mein.
Uske andar Jolly ka feel alag tha —
Pushpa se bada, thoda aur wide, aur rawer.
Srivalli ke andar tightness se squeeze hota hua,
Jolly ne apne haath uski kamar pe rakhe,
aur dheere dheere rhythm banana shuru kiya —
long, slow, deep strokes.
Srivalli ka body move karta ja raha tha,
har thrust ke saath uska mooh open ho jaata,
aur moans aur deep hot breaths nikalti:
"Hnnnhhh... haaaah... Jolly... deeper..."
Jolly ne apne strokes ko aur deep aur steady kiya,
har push mein Srivalli ke andar apna pura length feel karata hua.
Srivalli ke moans ab aur heavy, aur raw hone lage:
"Aaaahh... haaahh... ohhh god... Jolly...!"
Jolly ki rhythm powerful thi —
sometimes deep,
sometimes faster pounding,
aur Srivalli ka body react karta tha,
apni kamar uthakar aur zyada penetration lene ke liye.
Uske boobs hil rahe the harsh thrusts se,
aur har baar jab Jolly deep jaata,
Srivalli apni naakhon se uske peeth ko scratch kar leti —
wild passion mein.
Room mein ab sirf: Wet, sloppy thrusts ki sounds Srivalli ke sexy broken moans, Aur Jolly ke heavy breathing
goonj rahi thi.
Aur dono ke sharir ek dusre mein
wild, forbidden passion mein ghul rahe the —
jungle ki is raat ko hamesha ke liye yaadgaar banate hue.



Jolly ka rhythm ab wild ho gaya tha.
Uske hips forcefully move kar rahe the,
har thrust mein Srivalli ke andar apna pura lund daal kar
uski tight chut ko stretch karta hua.
Srivalli ka sharir
har jhatke pe hilta ja raha tha —
jaise woh ek wild doll ho,
Jolly ke raw passion ka complete slave.
"Aaaahhh... ohhh... haaaahh...!"
Srivalli ke hothon se control ke bahar sexy, loud moans nikal rahi thi.
Uske boobs har thokar pe violently bounce kar rahe the,
aur uska pura badan bed pe hil raha tha,
Jolly ke powerful, deep thrusts ke saath.
Jolly apni hips se continuous, thokar pe thokar maar raha tha —
har stroke mein deep jaana,
Srivalli ke andar apna pura existence feel karte hue.
"Fuuuckk... Jolly... itna deep... itna hard...!"
Srivalli ke hothon se broken, sexy cries nikal rahi thi.
Woh kabhi apni kamar uthakar aur lund le rahi thi,
kabhi apne naakho se Jolly ke shoulders ko scratch karti thi.
Uske andar ka har nerve ab ek hot pleasure mein doob gaya tha.
Srivalli ke dil mein ek hi realization goonj raha tha:
"Mujhe kabhi kisi ne itna hard, itna wild nahi choda..."
Pushpa ke gentle touches ab door lag rahe the —
Jolly ke rough, dominating fucking ne Srivalli ke andar ek naya junoon jagaa diya tha.
Har jabardast thrust ke saath
Srivalli apna pura aap khone lagi thi —
apne moans control nahi kar pa rahi thi:
"Ohhh fuck... haaaah... aur... aur..."
Jolly ka pace ab aur tez ho gaya —
raw, unfiltered pounding.
Uska lund Srivalli ke andar baar baar deep ghusta aur hilta,
aur Srivalli ke sexy hips uske thrusts ko meet karte hue hil rahe the.
Phir ekdum se,
Jolly ne apne movements rok diye —
apna lund Srivalli ke andar se dheere se nikalte hue.
Srivalli confused si thi,
halke se thartharati hui,
moist, red cheeks ke saath uthi.
Jolly ne apne strong haath se
Srivalli ke chin ko pakad ke apni taraf uthaya,
aur apni bhari, sexy awaaz mein fufkar ke bola:
"Ab tu mujhe ride karegi... Srivalli..."
Uski aankhon mein ek pure animalistic lust tha,
aur Srivalli ke andar ek nayi aag jag gayi.
Apne lips ko halki si bite karte hue,
thodi messy, poori naked,
Srivalli ne haan mein sir hilaya —
ready to climb on top of her man,
ready to take full control
aur apni marzi se Jolly ko feel karne ke liye.



Srivalli thodi heavy breathing ke saath,
apne messy baalon ko ek side karte hue
bed ke upar, Jolly ke upar crawl kar gayi.
Jolly neeche let chuka tha,
uska lund — thick, hard, throbbing —
Srivalli ke liye ready tha.
Srivalli ne apne soft hands se Jolly ke chest ko touch kiya —
fingers se muscles trace karte hue,
aur aankhon mein ek bold, teasing smile ke saath.
Woh dheere se Jolly ke lund ke upar aayi,
aur apne hips ko halki si movement dekar
apne geele folds se uski tip ko tease karne lagi.
Jolly apne mooh se ek deep growl nikalte hue
Srivalli ki kamar ko dono haathon se hold kar chuka tha —
lekin abhi bhi control mein tha,
dekh raha tha kaise Srivalli apni marzi se usse leti hai.
Srivalli ne aankhen band ki,
aur slowly apni hips ko neeche laate hue
Jolly ke lund ko apne andar slide karna shuru kiya.
"Aaaahhh..."
ek deep, sensual moan nikal gaya Srivalli ke hothon se
jab woh puri tarah Jolly ke andar set hone lagi.
Uski tight chut Jolly ke thickness ko dheere dheere accept kar rahi thi,
aur har inch ke saath Srivalli ke chehre pe pleasure ka glow badhta ja raha tha.
Pehle woh slowly move karne lagi —
small, grinding circles banate hue apni hips se,
jaise Jolly ka har throb karna, har stretch karna feel karna chahti ho.
Jolly apni saans control kar raha tha,
Srivalli ka slow, soft grinding uske sabr ka imtihaan le raha tha.
"Hnnnnhh... so full... Jolly..."
Srivalli ne apni halki si broken, sexy voice mein kaha,
apne hips ko dheere dheere upar neeche karti hui.
Her boobs soft bounce kar rahe the slow rhythm mein,
aur uska gala halki si hichkiyon aur moans se bhara tha:
"Aaaahhh... so good... so deep..."
Par phir —
Srivalli ke andar ka junoon jaag gaya.
Usne aankhon mein ek wild hunger lete hue
apne hips ko faster thrust karna start kiya.
Srivalli ab wild ride mein change ho gayi thi —
poora apne hips ko upar neeche hilate hue,
Jolly ke lund ko apne andar almost brutally leta hua.
"Slap... slap... slap..."
uske hips aur Jolly ke thighs ke takkar ki awaz kamre mein goonj gayi.
Srivalli apne dono haathon se Jolly ke chest ko pakad ke
apne aap ko uthakar,
full force mein apni chut se Jolly ke lund ko pound kar rahi thi.
"Fuuuckk... haaaah... aur... aur... harder...!"
Srivalli ke cheeks laal ho gaye the,
uska badan sweat se chamak raha tha,
aur har thrust mein woh apna orgasm ke aur kareeb la rahi thi.
Jolly bhi ab apne hips se thoda meet karte hue
Srivalli ke thrusts ko aur strong kar raha tha.
Srivalli ke boobs wild bounce kar rahe the,
aur uska gale se sexy, broken moans nikalte ja rahe the:
"Aaahhh... Jolly... main... main aa rahi hoon...!"
Her face pure ecstasy mein tha —
ek wild tigress jaise apna pleasure chase karte hue,
pure surrender aur pure power ka combination.



Srivalli ab puri tarah wild ho chuki thi —
apni messy baalon, lal galo aur horny, exhausted body ke saath
full animalistic passion mein Jolly ke upar ride kar rahi thi.
Uske hips ab aggressively uth rahe the,
Jolly ke lund ko apne andar hard thokte hue,
har thrust mein apne andar deep lete hue.
"Slap... slap... slap..."
har jhatka kamre mein echo karta.
Srivalli ke moans ab aur loud, aur aurat jaise wild the:
"Aaahhh... haaahh... fuck Jolly... main... main aa rahi hoon...!"
Jolly ka face bhi intense tha,
apne haathon se Srivalli ki kamar tight pakad ke
apni hips se meet karta,
Srivalli ke pleasure ko double karte hue.
Uske boobs violent bounce kar rahe the,
aur Srivalli ka sharir full sweaty, slippery ho chuka tha.
Srivalli ka sharir ek bade tremor ke saath hil gaya,
aur ek explosive broken scream ke saath
uska orgasm aaya:
"AAAAAHHHH... FUCKKK... JOLLYYYYY...!"
Uski chut violently contract karte hue
Jolly ke lund ko squeeze kar rahi thi,
aur uska pura sharir uncontrollably hil raha tha pleasure mein.
Jolly ne Srivalli ki body ko tight pakad ke
apne hips ka pace aur tez kar diya,
aur kuch heavy thrusts ke baad
ek guttural roar ke saath woh bhi explode kar gaya:
"Aaahhh... Srivalliiiii...!"
Uska garam load Srivalli ke andar deep release hua,
aur dono ek dusre ke sharir mein mil gaye —
poori tarah wild, forbidden aur liberated.
Srivalli abhi bhi thodi thodi hil rahi thi,
aftershocks ke saath,
aur Jolly apna face uske boobs aur neck mein daba ke
apni saans control kar raha tha.
Thodi der ke liye dono sirf ek dusre ko feel karte rahe.




no words, no movement —
sirf dhadkan aur saanso ki awaazein.
Fir dheere se,
Srivalli thak kar
Jolly ke upar collapse kar gayi —
apna pura exhausted, sweaty body
uske strong chest pe failate hue.
Uske gile baal Jolly ke seene se chipak gaye,
aur uska soft, garam cheek Jolly ke shoulder pe tik gaya.
Jolly ne apne haathon se Srivalli ke bare back ko gently stroke karte hue
uske kaan ke paas fufkarke kaha:
"Meri jaan..."
Srivalli ne ek thakaa, sharmila sa smile diya,
aur apne aankhon ko band kar ke,
poore sukoon se,
Jolly ke against apna sharir aur lapet liya.
Bahar ab bhi halki halki baarish ho rahi thi,
aur bungalow ke andar sirf
ek satisfied, forbidden pyaar ka sukoon tha.
Srivalli aur Jolly —
ab bas ek dusre ke arms mein —
jaise jungle ne khud unka milan approve kar diya ho.




Subah ka pehla ujala
bungalow ke patle curtains se chhan kar
kamre mein aa raha tha.
Srivalli abhi bhi Jolly ke bare chest pe letii thi,
uski aankhen band, saans halki aur muskurahat halki thi.
Raat bhar ka passion
ab ek garam sukoon mein badal chuka tha.
Srivalli ne aankh kholi,
aur Jolly ko dekha —
woh ab bhi so raha tha,
lekin uske chehre par ek strong, possessive peace tha.
Ek pal ke liye,
Srivalli ke dil mein guilt ka ek halkasa jhatka aaya.
Pushpa ka chehra flash hua —
Pushpa ka pyaar, uska bharosa.
Par usi waqt,
Srivalli ne apne aap se kaha:
"Nahi.
Jolly ne mujhe bachaya.
Usne apni jaan daav pe lagayi.
Usne yeh sukoon deserve kiya..."
Aur sabse bada sach —
usne last night ko poori tarah enjoy kiya tha.
No lies.
No regrets.
Sirf ek sweet, silent muskurahat uske hothon pe thi.
Usne dheere se apne haathon se Jolly ke chest ko halka sa stroke kiya,
aur apni aankhon mein ek chhupi hui warmth le aayi.
Tabhi bungalow ke bahar kuch halchal hone lagi —
Jolly ke men tayyari kar rahe the.
Roads ab khul chuke the.
Baarish ruk chuki thi.
Ghar lautne ka waqt tha.
Srivalli ne halka se stretch karte hue apne kapde dhundhe,
aur Jolly bhi uth gaya —
naked, confident, aur apni aankhon mein sirf ek cheez leke:
Srivalli ab meri hai.
Dono ne silently kapde pehne —
koi awkwardness nahi,
sirf ek unsaid understanding thi beech mein.
Tabhi Jolly ke satellite phone par call aaya —
Pushpa.
Jolly ne Srivalli ki taraf dekha,
aur bina kuch kahe phone usse de diya.
Srivalli ne phone liya,
thoda sa apne kapdon ko theek kiya,
aur apni awaaz mein casual softness bhar ke boli:
"Hello... Pushpa..."
Dusri taraf se Pushpa ki awaaz thi —
thodi tired, lekin pyaar bhari.
"Srivalli! Kaisi hai tu? Main itna tension mein tha!"
Srivalli ne halki muskurahat ke saath bola:
"Main theek hoon Pushpa... sab safe hai.
Hum log wapas nikal rahe hain.
Main ghar aa rahi hoon..."
Pushpa ki awaaz mein sukoon tha:
"Bas aa jaa jaldi. Main intezaar kar raha hoon."
Srivalli ne aankh uthakar Jolly ki taraf dekha —
jo usse silently, possessively dekh raha tha —
aur ek soft, unsaid smile exchange hui dono ke beech.
Na koi kasam, na koi shart.
Jo hua, woh dono jaante the.
Aur dono ne mann se accept kar liya tha.
Srivalli ne phone cut kiya,
aur apne andar ek ajeeb sa peace mehsoos kiya.
Pichhli raat...
unka secret tha.
Unka apna forbidden raaz.
Aur woh raaz unke beech kabhi kabhi aankhon se baat karega...
lekin zabaan se kabhi nahi.

---

Gaadi jungle ke kachche raaste se chal rahi thi.
Srivalli aur Jolly ek dusre ke saath back seat pe baithe the —
beech mein thoda distance,
par hawa mein kuch ajeeb sa connection tha.
Koi baat nahi ho rahi thi.
Sirf saath hone ka sukoon tha.
Srivalli ne apne geele baalon ko halki si ungliyon se suljhaaya,
aur khidki ke baahar dekhne lagi —
ped, mitti, aur nayi subah ka sukoon bhari dhoop.
Uske dil mein kuch ajeeb tha:
ek hulkasa guilt...
Pushpa ke liye...
aur saath hi ek garam, chhupa hua sukoon...
Jolly ke liye.
Usne aankh chhupkar ek baar Jolly ki taraf dekha.
Jolly apni aankhon mein shant, possessive nazar liye
sirf Srivalli ko dekh raha tha —
jaise keh raha ho:
"Tu jitni door bhaagegi,
tu phir bhi meri rahegi."
Srivalli ka dil ek pal ke liye zor se dhadka,
par usne kuch nahi kaha.
Bas aankhon mein ek chhupi si muskaan liye
waapas khidki ke baahar dekhne lagi.
Dono ke beech koi lafz nahi tha,
par dono ke dilon mein
raat ki yaadein, touch ka nasha, aur ek unsaid kasam
gupchup baatein kar rahe the.

Kuch ghanton baad,
gaadi ghar ke gate ke saamne ruki.
Pushpa gate pe khada tha —
chehre pe tension aur intezaar ki lakeeren.
Srivalli ne deep saans li,
apne kapdon ko theek kiya,
aur bahar nikli.
Jolly uske piche tha —
hamesha ke liye ek invisible protector jaise.
Pushpa tezi se aage badha,
aur Srivalli ko apne baahon mein le liya.
"Srivalli... meri jaan... tu theek hai na?"
Pushpa ke gale mein dard tha.
Srivalli ne apne emotions ko control kiya,
aur pyaar se, halka sa hans kar bola:
"Main bilkul theek hoon, Pushpa..."
Pushpa ne Srivalli ke face ko dono haathon se pakadkar dekha —
kisi choti chot ke liye,
kisi aansu ke liye.
Usne kuch nahi dekha —
sirf ek halka alag sa chamak Srivalli ke aankhon mein...
jiska matlab woh nahi samajh paaya.
Par Jolly...
jo thoda door pe khada tha,
usne woh chamak pehchaan li.
Woh Srivalli ke andar apni chhodi hui lakeer dekh raha tha —
jo sirf uska tha.
Srivalli ne Pushpa ke kandhe pe apna sir rakha,


lekin aankhon se, ek pal ke liye,
chhupkar Jolly ki taraf dekha.
Jolly ne aankh hilaayi —
ek silent, secret sa smile ke saath.
Srivalli ke lips pe bhi ek chhupa hua smile aaya,
jo sirf Jolly ke liye tha —
na Pushpa ke liye,
na duniya ke liye.
Bas ek raaz...
jo un dono ke beech kabhi lafzon mein nahi aayega.
Sirf aankhon mein jeevit rahega...
hamesha.

Pushpa ab thoda relaxed tha.
Srivalli ko apni aankhon ke saamne dekhkar
uska saara tension nikal gaya tha.
Jolly gaadi ke paas khada tha,
tayyar wapas apne ghar jaane ke liye.
Pushpa aage badha,
aur apna haath Jolly ke kandhe pe rakha,
dil se, aankhon mein gratitude ke saath bola:
"Jolly...
jo tune kiya...
uska main kabhi karz nahi utaar sakta.
Srivalli ko wapas laakar tune mera sab kuch bacha liya."
Jolly ne thoda head tilt karke,
ek calm, modest smile ke saath bola:
"Bhai, family ke liye kuch bhi."
Srivalli thodi door pe khadi thi —
thodi awkward, thodi emotional.
Usne dheere se kadam badhaye,
aur Jolly ke paas aayi.
Uski aankhon mein sharam thi,
par saath hi ek chhupa hua
deep, emotional gratitude aur attraction bhi tha.
Usne halka sa smile karte hue,
soft awaaz mein bola:
"Thank you, Jolly bhai...
sab kuch ke liye..."
Jolly ne uske aankhon mein dekhkar
sirf ek chhupi si smirk di —
ek muskaan jo keh rahi thi:
"Mujhe sab yaad hai, Srivalli...
raat ka har pal..."
Phir Jolly ne apne sunglasses lagaye,
aur gaadi mein baith kar wapas nikal gaya.
Gaadi ke sheeshe se Srivalli ka ek pal ke liye aankhon mein chhupa hua,
silent goodbye smile dikha —
ek aisa pal, jo dono ke beech unsaid raha.
Jolly ka dil andar se khush tha.
Usne Srivalli ko us tarike se jeeta tha
jo shabdon se kabhi bayan nahi hoga.
She was his now. In heart, in body, in a way no one could ever take away.

---

Gaadi jungle ke raste se aage badh rahi thi.
Jolly ne apna phone nikala casually.
Tabhi ek new message beep aaya.
Srivalli ka naam screen par chamka.
Jolly ke lips pe turant ek victorious smile aa gayi.
Usne message open kiya:

"Thank you for everything, Jolly...
Tumne meri zindagi bachayi..."

Aur neeche...
ek attached photo.
Srivalli ka ek soft, natural selfie —
messy open baal, halka sa muskurata chehra,
aur aankhon mein woh chhupi hui chamak —
jo kehti thi:

"Main sirf duniya ke liye nahi...
andar se ab kuch tumhara bhi ho gayi hoon."
Jolly ne photo ko dekha
aur ek wild smile di

Phone ko dekhakar bola:
"PUSHPA ki biwi aaj se meri ho gyi"

[nrj373]

Bdiya update h...

tumhari story h tumhare hisaab se ho toh aur achi h...bt mujhe lgta h srivalli ko shameless mt kro ki kisi k saath with consent sb krne lg  jaaye...use ek darr ke prde m hmesha rehne do.....woh khul ke kisi k saath na kre pasand beshak kre jolly ko ya kisi ko bhi bt ye glt h married hoon and all usko andar se roke...bt pushpa ki jaan ki dhamki,  uske business ko barbaad krne ki dhamki, family ko maarne ki dhamki ese kuch m dra ke aur bhi logo k saath kre sirf jolly k saath nhi...like shinoo aur minister aur bhi koi jo tumhe shi lge...last m jb sb uska jyada hi use krne lge like seat k chakkar m minister kisi aur se srivalli ko krva rha h....sheenoo business k chakkar m krva rha h client se...jolly bhi apne contact bdhane kr liye foreigner ke pass srivalli ko bheje...woh itni preshan ho jaaye ki woh koi glt kdm uthaye aur sb kuch audio ya video mein pushpa ko bta k jaaye aur fir pushpa bdla le last ke 2 episode mein sb ko maar ke khatam....uske baad last m pta chle ki srivalli ko kisi ne bachaya h aur bt srivali sb bhool chuki h pushpa ko bhi...uske baad pushpa usko sb yaad dilaane ki koshish krega good memories aur jb use yaad aa jayega tbhi toh bnegi pushpa ki srivalli...

Ye mujhe shi lga...bt chahta hoon tum apne hisaab se likho best hi hogi...jesi abhi tk h...

[Piyush.ph85]

Amazing just amazing

[Shabaz123]

Bohot hi hot zabardast update diya bro

[amanmomin]

nice update bro ..

[sushilt20]

Awesome update

[Yash121]

Mind-blowing story bhai

[Yash121]

Waiting for next....srivalli sirf jolly ki hi bane...naki sabke neecha aati rah

[Yash121]

Waiting for next update bhai...kaha ho yrr

[sushilt20]

Waiting for update

[Joker44]

Ghar wapas aane ke baad,
Srivalli ne apni zindagi ko waisa banane ki puri koshish ki
jaise kuch hua hi nahi tha.
Woh phir se wohi thi —
Pushpa ki loyal, pyaari patni.
Subah uske liye chai banati,
kapde tayaar karti,
raat ko uska intezaar karti,
aur jab Pushpa usse chhoota —
toh apne aap ko uske hawale karti,
jaise sab kuch pehle jaise normal ho gaya ho.
Pushpa bhi relaxed tha.
Usne rival gang ke boss ko maar diya tha —
jisne Srivalli aur uski maa ke kidnapping ka plan kiya tha.
Par usse kabhi pata nahi chala
ki is plan mein kahin na kahin
Jolly ka bhi haath tha.
Pushpa apni duniya mein Srivalli ko paakar sukh mein tha —
apni "perfect" Srivalli ke saath
bistar mein pyaar karte hue,
use pyar bhare lafzon se sambhalte hue.
Srivalli bhi apni zimmedaari nibha rahi thi —
Pushpa ke saath bistar mein passionate hoti,
uske touch ka response karti,
aur jab Pushpa ka pyaar chadh jaata,
toh Srivalli apna badan aur apna sukoon use de deti.
Par andar hi andar...
kuch badal chuka tha.

---

Srivalli jab Pushpa ke touch mein hoti,
uski aankhon ke saamne ek dusra chehra aata:
Jolly ka chehra.
Woh yaad karti
kaise Jolly ne use raat ke andhere mein bachaya tha,
kaise uske haathon ka pressure,
uske hothon ka junoon
usse ek aur duniya mein le gaya tha.
Pehle Srivalli is soch se apne aap ko dhakka deti thi —
"Main paapi hoon.
Agar duniya ko pata chale ki main Jolly ke hawale ho chuki thi..."
Par ab?
Ab woh secret mein
us forbidden memory ko enjoy karti thi.
Kabhi kabhi jab Pushpa ka pyaar khatam hota,
aur woh Srivalli ko apne se chipkakar so jaata,
tab Srivalli chupke se aankhen band karke
apne body mein hone waale
chhupke sukoon aur geelepan ko mehsoos karti thi.
Jolly ke liye.
Woh imagine karti thi
Jolly ka rough touch,
Jolly ka possessive kiss,
aur kaise Jolly ne us raat usse bina kuch puche,
poore haq ke saath le liya tha.
Srivalli ka sharir
raat mein soye hue bhi
kabhi kabhi geela ho jaata tha
Jolly ki yaadon se.
Ek ajeeb si hunger thi andar —
jo Pushpa ke pyaar se bharta nahi tha.
Woh hunger sirf Jolly ke liye tha.
Us forbidden, wild fire ke liye.
Aur sabse ajeeb baat?
Srivalli ko ab koi guilt nahi tha.
Uski aankhon mein ek chhupi hui muskurahat thi —
ek raaz, ek madhur paap,
jo woh apne se, aur Jolly se chhupke jeeti thi.

Pichhle kuch dino se,
Srivalli apni routine mein busy thi —
Pushpa ke saath wohi patni ka farz,
pooja, kitchen, aur raat mein bistar ki shararat.
Lekin...
andar kuch alag chal raha tha.
Jolly ne chhupke apna jaal phelana shuru kar diya tha.
Na openly kuch keh ke,
na zabardasti se,
bas soft, invisible dhaagon se.
Har kuch ek sochi samjhi chaal thi.
Kabhi ek simple message:

"Miss kar raha hoon apni jaan ko."

Kabhi ek random selfie —
shirtless, aankhon mein wohi intense possessiveness ke saath,
jo Srivalli ko raat bhar bechain kar deta.
Kabhi kabhi woh Pushpa ke saath baithi hoti,
aur Jolly ka ek soft text aata:

"Socha tha bas dekh loon,
meri jaan theek hai ya nahi."

Srivalli apna phone chupke se dekhti,
aur ek light shiver uske pure badan mein daud jaata.
Woh phone ko chupake Pushpa se door rakhti,
par andar andar
uska dil Jolly ke naam dhadakta.


Ek din...
Pushpa kaam mein busy tha.
Srivalli garden mein phool tod rahi thi,
jab Jolly wahan aaya —
gaadi se utar ke Pushpa ko milne.
Srivalli ne dur se dekha,
uska mann apne aap hil gaya.
Jolly ne Pushpa ke saath normal baat ki —
lekin Srivalli ki taraf sirf ek chhoti si deep intense aankhon ki nazar daali,
jo kuch seconds ke liye ruk gayi.
Us nazar mein nafrat nahi thi.
Na sharm.
Sirf ek silent haq tha.
Jaise aankhon se keh raha ho:
"Main jaanta hoon tu meri hai.
Tu bhi jaanti hai."
Srivalli ka sharir thoda thoda kaanp gaya tha —
phool todte hue uske haath thode se hil gaye.
Us raat jab woh Pushpa ke saath bistar mein thi,
Pushpa use apni baahon mein bhar raha tha,
lekin Srivalli apni aankhon mein kisi aur ko dekh rahi thi —
Jolly ko.
Jolly ke silent traps
din ba din Srivalli ke mann ko todte ja rahe the:Ek chhota compliment,Ek ek random yaad bhara message,Ek aankhon se chupka huwa invitation.
Aur Srivalli,

jo pehle guilty feel karti thi,
ab un traps mein khud girti ja rahi thi —
aur khush hoti thi.
Woh chahti thi ki Jolly use chahta rahe.
Woh chahti thi woh secret emotional thread
hamesha bana rahe.
Pehli baar...
Srivalli ke dil ka ek hissa
Pushpa se door ho kar
Jolly ke paas rehne laga tha.




Raat ka samay tha.
Room mein andhera tha, sirf kone mein ek chhoti si roshni jal rahi thi.
Bed par Pushpa aur Srivalli close the —
Pushpa uski kamar ko pakad ke uske upar aaya hua tha.
Pushpa ka lund
Srivalli ki chut ke andar deep ghusa hua tha,
aur woh regular rhythm mein
thap... thap... thap ki awaaz ke saath
uske andar jaa raha tha.
Srivalli ne apni aankhen band kar li thi.
Uske hothon se halki halki broken moans nikal rahi thi:
"Mmmhhh... haaahh..."
Pushpa apna pura pyaar de raha tha,
apni marzi se, apne tameez se.
Lekin Srivalli ke liye...
yeh kuch aur ban gaya tha.
Uske band aankhon ke peeche
Jolly ka chehra tha.
Usse mehsoos ho raha tha
ki Pushpa nahi,
Jolly uske upar hai,
aur Jolly ka thick, strong lund
uski chut ko bhar raha hai,
har thokar mein apna haq jama raha hai.
Srivalli ne apne nails bed ke sheet mein ghusa diye,
aur apni kamar thodi uthakar thrusts ko milane lagi,
apne mann mein sirf Jolly ka naam leti hui.
Uske moans ab thodi aur broken aur desperate ho gayi thi:
"Aaaahhh... haaahh... ohhh J...!"
Pushpa samajh nahi paaya,
wo to apne pace mein busy tha —
deep strokes deta hua,
apni aankhon mein sirf apna pyaar leke.
Uska pace badhta gaya —
thap-thap-thap ki sounds aur tez hone lagi.
Aur kuch minute ke andar
Pushpa ka sharir tight hone laga,
aur ek deep guttural moan ke saath
Pushpa climax kar gaya —
Srivalli ke andar apna garam load release karta hua.
Pushpa thak kar Srivalli ke upar gir gaya,
uske gale mein face daba ke saans lene laga,
content, relaxed.
Par Srivalli?
Uski aankhon mein ab bhi Jolly ka chehra tha.
Uski chut ab bhi throbb kar rahi thi —
adhoora, pyaasa,
kyunki Pushpa ka pyar use physical pleasure to de raha tha,
par woh junoon, woh wild fire jo Jolly ke saath tha...
woh nahi.
Srivalli ab bhi halki halki apni legs move kar rahi thi,
apna lower body hilati jaise kuch aur chahti ho —
ek aur touch, ek aur wild roughness,
jo sirf Jolly de sakta tha.
Uske andar ab ek chhupa hua pyaas tha —
for Jolly's forbidden touch.
Aur woh silently, apne geele badan ke saath,
andar se secretly horny aur unfulfilled leti rahi,
sirf ek hi soch ke saath:
"Jab Jolly mujhe apna karega...
tab main poori tarah bhar jaungi."



Srivalli dheere se bed se uthi,
Pushpa abhi bhi aankhen aadhi band karke
usse jaate hue dekh raha tha.
Srivalli bilkul nangi thi,
uski body pe abhi bhi raat ka sukoon aur thakan chipka hua tha,
aur uski chut se Pushpa ka garam cum dheere dheere leak kar raha tha,
uski inner thighs pe patli patli dharaan banaata hua.
Srivalli ke chalne ka andaaz thoda heavy tha —
wild pyaar aur apni chhupi bhook ke mixture se.
Woh seedha bathroom gayi.
Bathroom ki thandi hawa uski geeli, garam body se takraayi,
aur uska pura sharir halka se kaanp gaya.
Woh kamod pe baithi —
apni taazgi bhari,
thodi messy, thodi wild position mein.
Usne apna phone nikala.
Screen unlock karte hi
Jolly ka bheja hua ek latest selfie open hua.
Jolly shirtless tha —
uska strong, cut six-pack abs chamak rahe the,
aur aankhon mein wohi intense, lustful nazar thi
jo Srivalli ke dil ki har deewar todti thi.
Srivalli ne apni lower lip ko apne daanton se halka se bite kiya,
aur apni chut ko nazuk ungliyon se touch kiya —
jo abhi bhi thodi sticky thi.
Usne dekha —
uski chut clean shave thi,
bilkul waisi jaise Jolly ko pasand thi.
Ek chhupi hui victorious smile Srivalli ke hothon pe aa gayi.
Usne apne finger ko apni clit pe slow circular motions mein ghumaana start kiya.
"Mmmhhh..."
ek halki si moan nikal gayi uske hothon se.
Jolly ka face, Jolly ka body,
Jolly ka possessive touch
Srivalli ke imagination mein full power se dhoom raha tha.
Usne apne doosre haath se apne boobs ko pakad liya —



soft, heavy flesh ko squeeze karte hue,
aur nipple ko apne angutha se rub karte hue.
Uske sharir ka har nerve ab active ho gaya tha.
Fingers ne apni speed badhaayi —
ab hard fingering mein,
up and down strokes ke saath deep rub karte hue.
"Aahhh... haaahh... Jolly...!"
Srivalli ke mooh se broken moans nikalne lage.
Uski kamar halki halki uth rahi thi,
jaise apni chut ko apni ungliyon ke against aur press karna chahti ho.
Phone screen par Jolly ki perfect body dekhte hue,
apni clit aur entrance ko tease karte hue,
Srivalli apni limits ke kareeb jaa rahi thi.
Ab uski fingering rough ho gayi thi —
deep circular rubbing,
aur kabhi kabhi apni finger ko chut ke andar push karke
wildly thrust karna.
Her nipples were hard,
boobs squished between her own fingers,
aur uske body se halki halki sweating nikal rahi thi excitement mein.
"Ohhh fuck... haaaahh... Jollyyyy..."
Srivalli ka saara sharir thartharane laga.
Aur ek deep, hard stroke ke saath
Srivalli ka orgasm aaya —
ek wild, raw climax,
jo sirf Jolly ke liye tha.
Uski chut se warm wetness ka halka flow hua,
aur woh poore sharir se kaanp gayi,
apna gala daba kar
apni moaning ko chhupane ki koshish karti hui.
Phone abhi bhi uske haath mein tha —
screen pe Jolly ka sexy muskurata chehra.
Srivalli ke hothon pe ek thakaa, sukoon bhara,
guilty but proud smile aa gaya.
Woh jaanti thi...
yeh pleasure,
yeh pyaas,
ab sirf Jolly ka haq tha.


Srivalli apna saara sukoon aur exhaustion le kar
bathroom mein apne aap ko saaf karne lagi.
Garam paani se apni chut, thighs aur body ko softly clean karte hue,
wo apne body ka har ek sensation mehsoos kar rahi thi —
abhi bhi andar kahi Jolly ki yaadon mein doobi hui.
Apne aap ko soft towel mein lapetkar,
Srivalli dheere se bedroom mein wapas aayi.
Pushpa abhi gahri neend mein tha —
shant, relaxed, unaware of the fire burning inside his wife.
Srivalli bed ke ek kone mein leti,
aur apne phone ko uthaya.
Ek pal ke liye socha...
fir ek naughty, bold smile ke saath
camera open kiya.
Apne body ka angle aise set kiya —
ki uska soft cleavage perfectly visible ho,
lips thoda parted, eyes mein thodi sharam aur thoda invitation.
Click.
Ek soft, sexy selfie capture hui.





Bina zyada sochhe,
usne Jolly ko message bheja:

"Good night, Jolly..."
(aur saath mein woh selfie attach kar di.)

Message send hote hi
Srivalli ka dil tez dhadakne laga.
Ek forbidden excitement uske veins mein daud gayi.

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Dusri taraf,
Jolly apne ghar ke private bar mein sofa par baitha tha —
ek haath mein heavy whisky ka glass,
aur aankhon mein ek victorious glint.
Phone beep hua.
Usne casually screen dekhi —
aur Srivalli ka message chamak gaya.
Jolly ne phone unlock kiya,
aur jaise hi selfie dekhi...
uske lips pe ek dangerous, slow smirk aa gaya.
Srivalli ki soft cleavage,
uska innocent teasing smile,
aur aankhon mein woh unsaid invitation —
Jolly jaanta tha:
"Chidiya jal mein fasi ja rahi hai... aur usse khud maza aa raha hai."
Usne whisky ka ek lamba sip liya,
aur relaxed ho kar reply kiya:

"Good night meri jaan...
Sapne mein bhi mujhe feel karna."

Srivalli ka phone vibrate hua.
Usne secretly smiling face ke saath message padha,
aur apni aankhon mein ek chhupa hua sukoon le kar aankhen band kar li.
Par Jolly ka game abhi khatam nahi hua tha.
Usne fir ek teasing message bheja:

"Lagta hai jaldi hi sapna nahi,
haqeeqat mein meri godi mein soyegi tu..."

Srivalli ne aankhen khol kar
screen dekhi —
aur apne hothon ko apne lips pe rakh ke,
ek chhupi si tharki, sharmili smile di.
Uska badan phir se garam hone laga,
sirf ek message mein Jolly ke touch ko feel karte hue.
Aur Jolly?
Apna whisky ka glass ghoomata hua,
andar hi andar soch raha tha:
"Khel to maine shuru kiya tha...
ab Srivalli khud apna astitva de rahi hai..."


Whisky ka glass haath mein leke
Jolly apne sofa pe aaram se phela hua tha,
ek victorious smile ke saath.
Saath mein Inspector Shekhawat baitha tha —
Pushpa ka loyal cop,
par asli mein apna kaam aur maja dono samajhne wala banda.
Shekhawat ne Jolly ki taraf dekha,
aur ek teasing tone mein bola:
"Kya baat hai bhai...
aaj bada mast muskura raha hai?
Koi maal ka chakkar hai kya?"
Jolly ne ek slow smirk ke saath
apna phone uthaya,
aur bina kuch bole
seedha Shekhawat ke haath mein fek diya.
"Dekhle khud."
Jolly ne whisky ka sip lete hue bola.
Shekhawat ne phone pakda,
screen dekhi —
aur turant aankhen thodi badi ho gayi.
Screen par Srivalli ki selfie chamak rahi thi.

Shekhawat ke hothon se nikal gaya:
"Bhai... bhabhi hai na yeh?
Pushpa ki Srivalli?"
Jolly ne relaxed style mein haan mein sir hilaya,
aur whisky ka lamba sip le kar bola:
"Ab Pushpa ki nahi,
thodi meri bhi hai..."
Shekhawat ne aankh ghumayi,
aur aankhon mein ek dirty hunger ke saath bola:
"Saala... tune sach mein woh shareef billi ko apna bana liya?"
Jolly ne ek heavy laugh diya,
aur halka sa lean hokar bola:
"Billi nahi,
andar se junglee sherni hai...
bus thoda right time aur right hath chahiye tha paalne ke liye."
Shekhawat ke mann mein ab dirty thoughts ghoomne lage.
Usne naughty tone mein pucha:
"Aur bhai...
body ka kya haal hai?
Waise hi tight hai jaise dikhti hai?
Ya andar kuch aur wild treasure mila?"
Jolly ne apni aankhen half band karte hue,
full dirty style mein bola:
"Full creamy skin...
chhune pe jaise makhan pighal jaye.
Aur chut?
Ekdum clean shave...
mera naam lete hi geeli ho jaati hai..."
Shekhawat ne halka whistle kiya:
"Chhiiiiik! Bhai...
mast maal hai pura.
Pushpa to duniya bhar ke kaam mein busy rehta hai,
aur uski biwi idhar tere bed pe sukoon le rahi hai!"
Jolly ne halka se apna glass Shekhawat ki taraf uthaya,
aur bola:
"Sahi bola...
Pushpa ko laga woh mujhe use kar raha hai,
lekin asli game main chal raha hoon.
Uski patni ka dil bhi,
aur badan bhi,
ab mera ho chuka hai."
Shekhawat ne aankhon mein lust bhara hua bola:
"Ek din mujhe bhi bhabhi ka darshan kara de bhai...
bas ek baar aankhon se dekh loon woh asli cheez...
kya chiz chhupake rakha hai."
Jolly ne dirty smirk ke saath bola:
"Koi din fix karenge...
par dekh ke sambhalna...
bhabhi bas dekhne se nahi,
bhook jagane waali hai..."
Aur dono ne whisky ka glass clink karte hue
ek dusre ki aankhon mein naughty smile ke saath
ye forbidden baat khatam ki.
Jolly ke mann mein sirf ek cheez thi:
"Srivalli ab sirf meri hai —
aur duniya ko pata bhi nahi chalega
ki kaise ek pure shareef patni ko
maine apne hawas aur pyaar mein lapet liya hai."