Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

[Joker44]

Kaveri ghar pahunchte hi seedha apni amma ke paas gayi. Uska chehra abhi bhi tension se bhara hua tha. Usne amma ko sab kuch bata diya—ki Srivalli ghar nahi aayi, Jolly ne kaha ki voh kuch arrangements kar rahi hai Pushpa ji ke liye, aur abhi do din baad wapas aayegi.
Amma ne bhi thoda shant ho kar Kaveri ko samjhaya, lekin unki aankhon mein bhi chinta clear thi.
“Beta, sab thik ho jayega. Tum fikr mat karo. Srivalli sambhal legi sab.”
Jab Kaveri apne kamre mein gayi, usse pata nahi tha ki Jolly ka aadmi building ke bahar, chhat pe aur gali ke kone pe chhupa hua uspar nazar rakh raha tha. Us aadmi ne mobile nikaala, dhire se Kaveri ki kuch candid pics li—kabhi uske window pe khade hone ki, kabhi uske terrace pe akele chalne ki, kabhi uske dosti ke group ke saath hansne ki. Usne yeh sab photos directly Jolly ko WhatsApp kar diye.
Jolly apne private office mein baitha phone scroll kar raha tha, pics aate hi usne ek twisted smile di. Usne apne aadmi ko turant message kiya:
“Keep following her. Roz ki routine, dosti, college—sab detail mein bhej. Kuch weakness ya secret nikalo—mujhe chahiye. Dad ka birthday aane wala hai. Ismaal ko jaldi tayar karna hai. Understood?”
Jolly ke liye ab Kaveri sirf ek family ki beti nahi thi, ek project thi—uske liye mission ban chuki thi. Uski aankhon mein ab sirf planning aur dark excitement thi, kaise Kaveri ko dheere-dheere Rudra Reddy ke liye ready kare.




Kaveri shaam ko ghar se nikalte waqt amma ko casual tareeke se bola,
“Amma, main tuition ke liye ja rahi hoon. Thodi der lag sakti hai, homework bhi hai.”
Amma ne bhi usual tareeke se haan mein sir hila diya, “Beta, jaldi aana, dinner ready hai.”
Bahar nikalte hi, Kaveri ne apne dosto ke group ko bye bola, par unke jaane ke baad ek dusra scene tha—gali ke corner pe ek slim, handsome ladka black bike ke saath khada tha. Kaveri uske paas gayi, dono ne ek dusre ko dekha, aankhon mein woh secret smile thi jo sirf young lovers ke beech hoti hai. Ladka helmet pehnate hue thoda nervous bhi lag raha tha,
“Chalein?”
Kaveri ne bhi quickly helmet pehna, bike pe baith gayi, aur dono quietly nikal pade—tuition ke raaste pe nahi, balki ek dusre ke secret spot ki taraf.
Bike ne city ke hustle se nikal kar ek sunse nandi (river) ke kinare wale area par break lagayi. Sham ki thandi hawa, kinare par lagte peedh, aur aas-paas koi nahi—yeh unka favourite hideout tha. Dono bike se utar ke, nadi ke kinare grass pe baith gaye. Kaveri baal peeche karte hue, thoda nervous lekin excited thi,
“Tuition main aayi hoon, yahan nahi…”
Ladka hansa, “Toh main kya karoon, tu hi bolti hai sirf study, aur yahan baithi hai mere saath!”
Door se koi kuch sun nahi sakta tha, par gestures, laugh, aur nazar sab kuch bold thi. Ladka dheere se Kaveri ka haath pakadta hai, dono pehle toh awkward si baatein karte hain—life, college, dosti, future—lekin chemistry itni obvious thi ki khamoshi khud romance bol rahi thi.
Ek moment pe ladka jhuk ke suddenly Kaveri ke lips pe ek quick kiss kar deta hai. Kaveri surprise ho jaati hai, aankhen thodi gusse mein aur sharm se gol ho jaati hain,
“Pagal ho gaya hai kya? Koi dekh lega toh?”
Ladka muskurata hai,
“Sorry, par rok nahi paaya…”
Kaveri phir bhi naraz rehti hai, par jab ladka uski aankhon mein genuinely sorry dekhta hai, toh woh bhi thoda pighal jaati hai.
“Theek hai, par agli baar bina pooche mat karna!”
Ladka thoda close aata hai, aur is baar Kaveri khud bhi ready hoti hai. Dheere-dheere dono ka face ek dusre ke aur pass aata hai, aur ek slow, passionate kiss start ho jaata hai—iss baar Kaveri khud bhi lips pe pressure deti hai, eyes band, hands uske shoulders pe. Kiss deep hota jata hai, lips ka friction, hearts ka dhadakna dono feel kar rahe hain.
Nadi ke kinare halki hawa chal rahi hai, aur dono young lovers us lamhe mein khud ko bhool jaate hain—sham ka ek chhupa hua, forbidden, lekin innocent romance.




Bike ride ke baad, Kaveri ka boyfriend use colony ke ek kone pe drop karta hai—thoda distance ghar se door, taaki kisi ko shaq na ho. Kaveri usse casual bye bolti hai, ek baar phir quick smile exchange hoti hai, aur woh quietly ghar ki taraf walk karti hai, helmet bag mein daal ke, bilkul normal expression ke saath.
Lekin, unki bike ride aur river kinare ki meeting, saari chhup chup ke romance—yeh sab Jolly ke aadmi ne chhup kar dekha aur secretly phone se kuch photos aur video clips bhi le li. Jaise hi Kaveri ghar pahunchti hai, woh aadmi side gali se nikal kar apni bike pe baithta hai, turant Jolly ko call karta hai:
“Boss, ladki tuition pe nahi gayi thi. Ek ladke ke saath river kinare gayi thi, kaafi time saath rahi. Kissing-shissing sab hua. Photos aur location bhej raha hoon.”
Jolly phone par ek twisted smile ke saath photos dekhta hai, fir calm voice mein order deta hai:
“Sahi hai. Ab seedha kaam karo—kal subah us ladke ko pakdo. Zinda mere paas laana, samjhe? Koi scene nahi hona chahiye. Kaveri ko kuch pata nahi chalna chahiye abhi.”
Aadmi message padh ke confirm karta hai,
“Ho jayega, boss. Kal tak banda aapke saamne hoga.”
Jolly ke dimaag mein ab sirf ek hi plan chal raha hai—Kaveri ki weakness use karna, us ladke ko tool bana kar usko emotional ya physical trap mein laana. Ab game next level pe chadhne wala tha.

Subah Kaveri ka boyfriend apne college ke raste par ja raha tha, jab achanak do muscled aadmi ne usse corner pe roka. Ek ne uska mouth band kar diya, dusre ne peechhe se uske haath pakad liye. Woh chilla bhi nahi paaya—seconds mein usko ek black SUV mein ghaseet ke daal diya gaya. Car full tinted thi, andar silent tha. Kuch minute baad gaadi ek badi haveli ke basement mein ruki.
Usko push karte hue ek dark, lavish room mein le jaaya gaya—wahan centre mein ek royal chair par Jolly baitha hua tha. Jolly ne usko upar se neeche tak dekha, ek cold, calculating smile ke saath.
Jolly:
“Naam kya hai tera?”
Ladka ghabrahat se bola,
“Ravi… Ravi Kumar…”
Jolly ne ek file table pe slide ki—us file mein Ravi ke pure family details, address, college report, parents ka office, choti behen ki college photo, sab tha.
Jolly (smirking):
“Dekh, main yeh khel har roz khelta hoon. Teri family—mummy, papa, choti behen—sab mujhe mil gaye. Ek signal pe main kisi ko bhi… samajh raha hai na?”
Ravi ki aankhon mein dar saaf dikh raha tha, body poori trembling thi.
“Sir, main kuch nahi karta… please sir…”
Jolly:
“Bas ek favour chahiye. Tu meri baat sunega, toh teri family zinda rahegi, aur tujhko life mein paise ki kabhi kami nahi hogi. Main tujhe itne paise dunga ki tu sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakta. Lekin agar ek bhi galti ki… tu bhi gaya, teri family bhi gayi.”
Ravi ki aankhon se aansu aa gaye, usne haan mein sir hilaya,
“Sir, main kuch bhi kar loonga… bas unhe kuch mat kariyega…”
Jolly ne uske shoulder par haath rakha,
“Good. Ab jo main bolunga, wahi karega. No questions, no mistakes. Samjha?”
Ravi ne silent agreement de diya, samajh gaya ki ab uski zindagi kisi aur ke control mein hai.
Jolly ka plan ab ek naya turn lene ko tayyar tha—Kaveri ki love life, ab uske haath ki puppet ban chuki thi.

Jolly ka Blackmail Plan (Detailed, Dark, Hinglish):
Jolly ne Ravi ko ek sofa pe bithaya, aur uske saamne whiskey glass ghoomate hue calm, cold voice mein bola:
“Suno Ravi… Kaveri tumhari girlfriend hai na? Tum dono ke beech kaafi pyaar hai, photos waali baatein bhi hoti hongi. Main chaahta hoon, usse kuch khaas photos maang lo—nude photos. Sweet baaton mein, pyaar se ya thoda emotional drama karke. Agar tujhse nahi hota, toh main help karunga.”
Ravi ghabra gaya,
“Sir, yeh kaise—woh kabhi nahi karegi…”
Jolly ne ek icy smile di,
“Isliye toh main hoon. Tu sirf message likh, use convince karne ki koshish kar. Agar vo nahi maanti, toh mujhe bata dena. Mere logon ke paas sab kuch ready hai—ek party mein uske drink mein kuch milayenge, phir jab woh behosh hogi, main ya mere bande uske nude pics click kar lenge. Uske baad tu tension mat lena, sab control mein aa jayega. Aur tujhe uss din zindagi bhar ka paisa milega.”
Ravi ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, par uske paas koi option nahi tha. Usne trembling hands se apna phone nikala, Kaveri ko soft, emotional messages bhejne laga,
“Tum par bharosa hai… bas ek baar apni photo bhej do, mere liye… please…”
Jolly ne peechhe khade ho kar har word check kiya, uski aankhon mein victory ki ek dark chamak thi.
“Agar Kaveri seedha maan gayi toh theek, warna Plan B toh ready hai—usse hosh nahi rahega, aur uski izzat mere haath mein…”
Jolly ka plan ab Kaveri ke poore future ko ek click mein badal sakta tha. Kaveri ab asli danger mein thi—usse pata bhi nahi tha ki uske sabse close log, uski zindagi ka sabse bada trust todne wale hain.

Kaveri ne apne boyfriend Ravi ke baar-baar emotional request pe ek cute, thodi sexy photo bhej di—lekin usne sirf thoda sa cleavage, ek cheeky pout aur thodi exposed thighs dikhayi, bilkul bold nahi thi. Ravi ne woh photo Jolly ko forward kar di.




Jolly ne photo dekhi, thoda disappointment ke saath Ravi ko cold voice me bola,
"Yeh bacchon wali photo mujhe nahi chahiye. Ek hafta hai tere paas, isme mujhe waise photos chahiye jaise main keh raha hoon—nahi toh tumhara poora parivaar ek hi din mein khatam ho jayega. Samjha?"
Ravi ne ghabra kar sir hilaya, aankhon mein dar tha. Jolly ne tab usse thoda aur press karte hue poocha,
"Waise ek baat bata—yeh Kaveri abhi tak virgin hai ya kisi ne use taste kiya hai? Tum dono ke beech mein kitna kuch hua hai?"
Ravi ne shaky voice mein bola,
"Nahi sir… main use bachpan se jaanta hoon. Usne sirf mujhse pyaar kiya hai, par vo bahut sanskari hai. Kabhi bhi line cross nahi ki, sirf thoda bohot kiss kiya hai. Aur vo Pushpa ki bhanji hai… koi usko chune ki bhi himmat nahi karega. Sir, please, vo meri girlfriend hai abhi…"
Jolly ne Ravi ki taraf ek twisted, thandi si smile di, uska kandha thoda squeeze kiya,
"Ab kuch nahi. Ab vo kiski hai, main decide karunga… samjha na? Ab tu ja, aur agle ek week mein kaam pura ho jana chahiye. Nahi toh… samajh le, khatam!"
Ravi ko almost dhakke maar ke bahar nikal diya gaya, woh poora hil chuka tha—darr aur guilt mein dooba hua.
Jolly ne Kaveri ki woh pic apne dad, CM Rudra Reddy ko forward kar di,
"Dad, fresh maal ki pehli jhalak. Bas ek hafta aur… phir birthday par asli gift aapke saamne."
Rudra Reddy ne photo dekh ke ek gandi, bhookhi laugh bheji:
"Beta, jaldi kar. Is baar special surprise mein, tu mera asli baaz nikla!"

Ravi poori raat stress mein tha. Use Kaveri se waqayi pyaar tha—voh sirf uski girlfriend nahi, bachpan ki dost bhi thi, dono ne sapne dekhe the ek din shaadi karenge, ek saath life banayenge. Lekin ab Jolly ki dhamkiyon ne uska sab kuch hila diya tha. Uske dimaag mein sirf ek hi sawal ghoom raha tha—agar maine yeh nahi kiya toh meri family… aur Kaveri bhi?
Us raat, dinner ke baad, Ravi ne Kaveri ko call kiya—normal si baatein ki, lekin voice mein extra sweet tone tha. Thodi der flirting ke baad usne,
"Kaveri, ek kaam karogi? Tumhaari ek aisi photo bhej do na, jisme tum sirf mere liye ho… bilkul special, thoda bold, please…"
Kaveri pehle thoda irritate ho gayi,
"Kya Ravi! Tumhe pata hai mujhe aisi cheezein pasand nahi, main normal photo bhej sakti hoon… lekin baar-baar yeh mat bola karo!"
Ravi ne act kiya jaise voh bahut hurt ho gaya ho,
"Theek hai, main bas mazaak kar raha tha… par kabhi kabhi lagta hai tum mujhse pyaar hi nahi karti, trust hi nahi karti… sab friends ke aage bhi kabhi kuch share nahi kiya…"
Kaveri ne dekha Ravi upset ho gaya hai toh guilt mein aa gayi. Kuch second sochne ke baad, usne apne room ka door band kiya, light soft ki, aur ek seductive pic click ki—isme uski tight top se deep cleavage dikh rahi thi, bare shoulders and armpits visible thi, lips pe thoda pout tha, aankhon mein thodi sharam aur thoda attitude tha. Pose kaafi sexy thi, par abhi bhi ek line ke andar—nude ya vulgar nahi.
Kaveri ne pic bheji,
"Bas, ab aur mat bolna. Yeh sirf tumhare liye hai, kisi aur ko dikhaoge toh main kabhi baat nahi karungi!"





Ravi ne wahi pic Jolly ko aage forward kar di—andar se guilt aur darr dono mil kar usko almost rula rahe the.
Jolly ne pic dekhi, aur turant reply kiya:
"Mujhe yeh nahi chahiye. Ek hafta bola tha—ya toh asli pics aayengi, ya teri family… decide kar le."
Ravi ka haath kaanp gaya, uske aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Ab uske paas sirf ek week bacha tha, aur Kaveri ko bhi koi shaq hone laga tha ki Ravi suddenly itna pushy kyun ho raha hai.

Bilkul, iss moment mein Ravi ka fear, guilt aur desire sab kuch ek sath mil raha tha—dil ka ek hissa Kaveri ke liye genuinely worried, doosra uske seductive photo dekhkar uncontrollable ho raha tha.
Raat ke ek kone mein, Ravi apne room ka door band karke bed par baitha tha. Usne Kaveri ki woh seductive photo kholi—uski tight top, deep cleavage, bare armpits, pout aur woh sharmili attitude screen par aata hi, Ravi ke andar ek alag hi excitement jaag gayi. Kuch pal ke liye, usne sab darr, guilt bhool kar bas uss image ko zoom karke dekhte raha, har detail observe karta—uske lips, shoulders, skin ki glow.
Uska haath apne aap hi niche chala gaya, aur usne dheere-dheere apne lund ko touch karte hue imagine kiya ki Kaveri uske samne hai—uski aankhon mein thodi sharam, thoda trust, thoda boldness. Ravi ke mind mein sab kuch slow motion mein chal raha tha—Kaveri ki saans, uske soft moans, uska naam pukaarti hui.
Uske room mein sirf halki breathing, thoda heavy movement aur phone screen pe Kaveri ki pic ka glow tha.
“God, tu kitni khoobsurat lag rahi hai… ek din sach mein tujhe apne paas rakhunga…”
Ravi ne apne fantasy mein Kaveri ke saath woh raat jaisi koi line cross kar di ho, aise imagine karte karte, woh apne climax par pahunch gaya—halki si guilt aur longing ke beech, ek awkward silence room mein phail gayi.
Uske mind mein ab bhi Jolly ka threat, Kaveri ka trust aur apni majboori ka bojh tha. Jaise hi sab khatam hua, usne aankhen band kar ke bas ek hi cheez sochi—ab kya karun… kaise bachaun sab ko?

CM Rudra Reddy apne private office me baitha tha, whisky glass ke saath, jab Jolly ne Kaveri ki sleeveless, seductive armpits wali pic forward ki. Rudra ne phone screen pe zoom in kiya, uski aankhen instantly greedy ho gayi—usne pic ko do-teen baar idhar-udhar karke detail se dekha. Kaveri ka deep cleavage, bare armpits, and thoda pout dekh kar uski saansen tez ho gayi.

Rudra ne Jolly ko message kiya,
"Wah beta, kya maal pakda hai! Iski body pe toh pura control chahiye mujhe... Itni jawan, itni tight—main to ab ruk nahi sakta. Jaldi bhej dena isko, varna main khud aa jaunga le jaane!"
Jolly ne smiley bheja,
"Dad, birthday tak wait kar lo. Iske baad aap hi ke liye ready hai. Kya pata, aap isse chod doge toh mujhe bhi ek chota bhai mil jaye!"
Rudra ne ek dirty laugh bheji,
"Hahaha, tu asli baap ka beta hai! Waise bhi, is jawani ko waste nahi karna chahiye. Jaldi kar, patience khatam ho raha hai."
Dono baap-bete ne horny emoji aur laughter stickers ke saath dirty chat ki. Jolly ne fir se Kaveri ki aur bold pics mangwane ka plan banane laga, aur Rudra Reddy ki aankhon mein ab sirf ek hi tasveer thi—Kaveri, sirf uske liye.

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[sushilt20]

Nice update

[Shabaz123]

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[Jordon1312]

Awesome story and also the kaveri wala part

[Jordon1312]

Nice story and more update

[Shabaz123]

Waiting next update bro

[amanmomin]

thanks fpr update

[sushilt20]

Waiting for update

[Rinkp219]

Update kab tak aayega bhai

[sushilt20]

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[Shabaz123]

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[Jordon1312]

Waiting for update???????????????

[Joker44]

Agli subah Ravi poori raat ki guilt aur darr ke baad ek desperate plan banata hai. Usne apne ek close friend ko message kiya,
“Bro, aaj tumhara room empty hai na? Thoda urgent kaam hai, ek movie dekhni hai private mein.”
Friend ne bina zyada pucha haan bol diya,
“Haan haan, tu use kar le. Main aaj ghar pe hi rahunga.”
Ravi ne phir Kaveri ko call kiya,
“Aaj college ke baad free hai na? Chal, ek nayi movie aayi hai, teri favourite wali. Aram se kisi ke room mein baithe dekhenge, mast AC bhi hai.”
Kaveri pehle thoda hesitant hui, lekin Ravi ka pyaar aur insist dekh ke maan gayi. College ke baad dono milte hain, Ravi usse friend ke room le jata hai—andar ka mahaul ek dum casual, curtain band, bed pe blanket, table pe snacks, aur ek chilled juice ka glass ready.
Kaveri ko kuch idea nahi tha. Ravi ne movie play ki, aur ek glass juice uske haath mein de diya.
“Thoda thak gayi hogi, yeh le, fresh ho ja.”
Kaveri ne bina kuch sochhe juice pe liya. Thodi der baad uski aankhen heavy hone lagi, body relaxed ho gayi, aur movie dekhte-dekhte voh sleepy si feel karne lagi.
“Ravi, mujhe bahut neend aa rahi hai… yeh juice mein kuch tha kya?”
Ravi ne act kiya jaise surprise ho,
“Arey nahi yaar, bas thak gayi hogi…”
Kaveri ne do minute baad aankhen band ki, body bed pe dheere se gir gayi, aur voh deep sleep mein chali gayi.
Ravi ab nervous, guilty, lekin Jolly ki dhamkiyon mein phansa hua tha—ab uske paas ek hi rasta tha…



Ravi ka haath kaanp raha tha, lekin Jolly ki dhamki uske dimaag mein goonj rahi thi. Usne dhire-dhire Kaveri ke side pe baithkar pehle uske baal hataye, aur phone ka camera on kiya. Dheere-dheere, uski aankhon mein sharm aur guilt ke saath, Kaveri ke kapde utarne laga—pehle uska kurta uthaya, phir inner top nikaala. Kaveri neend mein thi, usko kuch mehsoos nahi ho raha tha.
Ravi ne pehle upar se Kaveri ki body ki pics li—uska smooth skin, bare shoulders, armpits, cleavage sab frame mein aa gaya. Phir usne dress thoda aur upar uthaya, Kaveri ki bra expose ho gayi, uski boobs ka shape, cleavage, sab click kiya.
Fir dheere-dheere Ravi ne Kaveri ki leggings neeche khiskayi, uska panty expose ho gaya. Usne phone thoda angle par karke close-up shots liye—bare thighs, aur panty ke upar se hi pics click ki. Usne ek chota video bhi record kiya, jisme Kaveri ki sleepy, helpless body, aur Ravi ka trembling hand dikh raha tha.
Sab kuch karte waqt Ravi ke haath kaanp rahe the, aankhon mein aansu aa gaye the, lekin Jolly ka chehra, uski family ki safety sab uske dimaag mein flash ho raha tha.
Usne sab pics aur videos Jolly ko forward kar diye, message likha—
“Kaam ho gaya, sir…”




Ravi, Jolly ke next message padhte hi—“Nange pics bhej, pura body dikhna chahiye, aur video bhi”—andar se almost tut gaya tha, lekin uske paas koi rasta nahi tha. Ghar, maa-baap, behen, sab ka khayal aate hi usne phir se himmat jutayi.
Kaveri abhi bhi gehri neend mein thi, sleeping pill ka effect pura tha. Ravi ne poori majboori, guilt aur darr ke saath, uske bra aur panty bhi dhire-dhire utar diye. Uski naked body bed par padi thi—white smooth skin, soft curves, innocent face par neend ki bezubaan muskurahat thi.
Ravi ne trembling haathon se pehle full body pics li—top to bottom, sab kuch dikh raha tha. Phir close-up shots—boobs, bare stomach, navel, aur neeche ki taraf, uski chut ke closeups, side angle, legs spread kar ke, jisse sab kuch clear aaye.
Fir usne phone ka video mode on kiya—ek chhota video banaya jisme Kaveri ki puri nangi body, helpless sleeping pose, aur ek moment mein uske haath bhi uski body pe touch karte dikh gaye.
Ravi ke haath kaanp rahe the, aankhen bhar aayi thi, lekin usne sab data turant Jolly ko WhatsApp pe forward kar diya—
“Sir, sab bhej diya. Video bhi hai.”
Jolly ne pics open ki, ek dark satisfaction uske chehre par aa gaya, aur usne next plan ke liye sochna shuru kar diya.

Ravi, Jolly ke next message padhte hi—“Nange pics bhej, pura body dikhna chahiye, aur video bhi”—andar se almost tut gaya tha, lekin uske paas koi rasta nahi tha. Ghar, maa-baap, behen, sab ka khayal aate hi usne phir se himmat jutayi.
Kaveri abhi bhi gehri neend mein thi, sleeping pill ka effect pura tha. Ravi ne poori majboori, guilt aur darr ke saath, uske bra aur panty bhi dhire-dhire utar diye. Uski naked body bed par padi thi—white smooth skin, soft curves, innocent face par neend ki bezubaan muskurahat thi.
Ravi ne trembling haathon se pehle full body pics li—top to bottom, sab kuch dikh raha tha. Phir close-up shots—boobs, bare stomach, navel, aur neeche ki taraf, uski chut ke closeups, side angle, legs spread kar ke, jisse sab kuch clear aaye.
Fir usne phone ka video mode on kiya—ek chhota video banaya jisme Kaveri ki puri nangi body, helpless sleeping pose, aur ek moment mein uske haath bhi uski body pe touch karte dikh gaye.
Ravi ke haath kaanp rahe the, aankhen bhar aayi thi, lekin usne sab data turant Jolly ko WhatsApp pe forward kar diya—
“Sir, sab bhej diya. Video bhi hai.”
Jolly ne pics open ki, ek dark satisfaction uske chehre par aa gaya, aur usne next plan ke liye sochna shuru kar diya.



Jolly apne study room mein relaxed sofa pe baitha tha, whisky ka glass table pe, phone haath mein tha. Jaise hi Ravi ne usse “sab bhej diya, sir” ka message kiya, Jolly ne turant media files open ki. Uski aankhon ke saamne Kaveri ki woh nangi, helpless pics ek ek kar ke aa rahi thi—puri body, soft skin, untouched curves, innocence ke saath woh behaal sleeping pose.
Zoom kar ke usne closeups dekhe—Kaveri ke boobs, armpits, smooth stomach, aur sabse niche, uski bare chut, legs slightly parted, jaise koi exclusive treat ho. Fir video play kiya—Kaveri ki nangi body, Ravi ka trembling hand, poora helpless, unconscious pose.
Har frame ke saath Jolly ki aankhon mein ek dark hunger ubhar aayi, uska saans tez ho gaya. Usne thoda lean hoke, pants ke upar haath rakha, aur phone ki screen pe gaze chipka li.
“Saala… asli maal hai yeh… kitni pure, kitni tight… ab yeh meri trophy banegi,” usne andar hi andar socha.
Uska lund tight hone laga—har pic, har angle pe wo aur horny hota gaya, lips pe ek dirty smile aa gayi.
Fir usne ek deep breath li, apni whisky ka ek sip liya, aur socha,
“Ab main isko kaise taste karunga… ek hafta bhi rukna mushkil hai. Iski yeh body ab sirf mere dad nahi, mere liye bhi temptation hai.”
Jolly ki aankhon me ab double game chal raha tha—ek taraf apne father ko gift dena, dusri taraf khud bhi Kaveri ko kisi bhi tarah pehle paane ki planning.
Usne fir se pics dekhi, kuch zoom in karke screen ko softly touch kiya, aur khud ko control karte hue whisper kiya,
“Very soon, Kaveri… very, very soon.”

Jolly ne apne phone se ek message aur video select ki, thoda pause kar ke, phir direct CM Rudra Reddy ko forward kar diya. Video ke saath ek short message tha:
"Dad, yeh exclusive preview hai. Full maal, jaise aapne order diya tha—dekh lo aur batao kaisa laga."
CM Rudra Reddy apne private chamber mein sofa par baitha tha, TV par news chal rahi thi, par phone vibrate hua toh usne turant screen unlock ki. Jolly ka message aur video dekhte hi, usne volume low ki, aur poora dhyaan screen par laga diya.
Video play hote hi Rudra ke chehre par ek dark, greedy smile aa gayi—screen par Kaveri ki naked, sleeping, bilkul exposed body thi. Uske smooth white skin, soft boobs, bare armpits, navel, aur sabse neeche, legs parted, pink untouched pussy—sab kuch crystal clear dikh raha tha. Camera angles se har curve, har vulnerable detail frame mein aa raha tha.
Kuch seconds tak Rudra ne poori tasalli se video dekha, zoom karke, ek-ek frame pause karke details enjoy karta raha.
Uska saans tez ho gaya, aankhon mein raw lust ubhar aayi. Whiskey ka glass table pe rakh diya, aur usne apne pants par haath rakha, andar se pure animal instinct jaag uthi.
“Yeh hui baat, Jolly… tu sahi mein mera khoon hai! Is jawani ka asli taste ab main lunga, yeh maal toh main zindagi bhar nahi bhoolunga,” usne khud se bola, lips par evil smile ke saath.
Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si bhook thi—kaise Kaveri ko paayega, kaise uski virginity khud hi lega, is khayal ne usko pura excite kar diya.
Usne Jolly ko turant reply kiya:
"Beta, jaldi arrange kar. Mujhe yeh abhi chahiye. Teri mummy bhi kuch nahi bolegi, yeh toh mere liye special hoga!"
Dono baap-bete ab dark plans aur anticipation mein the—Kaveri ab ek living fantasy se zyada kuch nahi thi, sirf unke control aur enjoyment ke liye.

[Joker44]

Dusri jagah, ek shaam ka waqt tha—Srivalli apne kamre mein bechain baithi thi. Ab tak usne khud ko sambhal liya tha, lekin har din kuch aur naya, kuch aur beizzati laata tha. Aaj uske bed par ek transparent, extremely bold black dress rakhi thi—jisse dekhkar koi bhi shock ho jaye. Deep neckline, barely-there straps, thoda sa leather ka touch, neeche bas ek tiny skirt jaisi, poori body expose karti hui—yeh dress kisi high-class call girl ya hooker ke liye perfect thi.
Saath hi, phone pe ek message flash hua—African guy Adimtha ka:
"Tonight you are mine, Indian queen. Wear this dress for me and wait. I want to see all of you. Show me what only I will own from now on."
Srivalli ne message padte hi ek pal ke liye aankhen band kar li, body se ek thandi si sardi dhoondne lagi. Andar se ghinn, bezubaan guilt aur helplessness tha—lekin ab tak usne apne aap ko majboori mein strong bana liya tha. Usne dress uthai, mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi—apni reflection dekhi, jisme sharam aur bechaini mix ho chuki thi, lekin aankhon mein ek ajeeb si khud ko sambhalne wali himmat bhi aa gayi thi.
Srivalli ne socha,
"Aaj phir ek raat… ek naya circus… par ab to sirf survive karna hai, aur kuch nahi."
Usne dress pehni—shoulder pe straps adjust ki, neckline deep kar li, skirt ko neeche khiska diya, designer bra barely visible thi, cleavage almost poora open tha. Uske lips pe ek forced seductive smile aayi, aankhon mein aansu dab gaye.
"I am ready," usne phone pe quietly message kiya.
Adimtha ke liye woh ek exclusive, decorated trophy ban chuki thi—aur aaj ki raat uski ownership prove karni thi.



Srivalli abhi apne aap ko sambhalte hue, thoda nervous pose mein khadi thi, jab achanak do tall, dark security-type African guys kamre mein ghus aaye. Unhone Srivalli ko ek baar upar se neeche tak dekha—uske revealing dress, exposed legs, deep cleavage par unki aankhen ruk gayi, lekin unhone kuch bola nahi. Srivalli instinctively apne haath se chest aur thighs ko cover karne lagi, thoda scared expression ke saath—lekin woh guys bilkul stone-faced the, jaise unke liye yeh roz ki baat ho.
Un dono ne aage badhkar ek tripod camera directly bed ke saamne setup kiya, lens ko adjust kiya, angle check kiya, aur bina Srivalli ki taraf dekhe quietly bahar nikal gaye. Room suddenly silent ho gaya—bas camera ka red light blink kar raha tha.
Srivalli ka dil aur tez dhadakne laga—usne aankhon mein aansu chhupa liye, yeh samajh gayi ki aaj ki raat sirf uski beizzati nahi, balki record bhi ki jaayegi.
Tabhi room ka darwaza dhad se khula, aur Adimtha ek confident, dominating smile ke saath andar aaya. Uski aankhon mein raw hunger aur power ka thrill tha. Usne Srivalli ki nervous, sharmayi hui body dekhi, camera par nazar dali, aur ek badi laugh chhodi—
“Look at you, Indian queen! Aaj to pura show hai… sab record hoga, baby. Ready to make me proud?”
Srivalli sirf aankhen jhuka kar, apni body tightly cover karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin ab uske paas koi choice nahi thi. Adimtha aaj ki raat uska sab kuch lene ko tayyar tha—aur camera sab evidence capture kar raha tha.

Adimtha ne door band kiya aur poore room ko ek dark, hungry energy se bhar diya. Srivalli corner mein khadi thi, uski revealing black dress uski curves ko aur zyada highlight kar rahi thi. Adimtha ne bina ek second waste kiye, usko apni taraf khinch liya—uske shoulders pe haath rakha aur ek dum se uski aankhon mein deep, wild look diya. Fir uska gaze dheere-dheere Srivalli ke cleavage par gaya—uski neckline itni deep thi ki aaj tak kisi ne aise openly Srivalli ko objectify nahi kiya tha.
Adimtha (teasing, husky voice):
“Damn, girl… kitna size hai tera? 34? 36?”
Srivalli ne halki si shaky awaaz mein bola,
“36…”
Adimtha ne ek deep laugh ki, uska finger Srivalli ke cleavage ke beech se chalte hue uske lips tak aaya, gently uske lips ko brush kiya, jaise feel kar raha ho ki yeh sab ab uska hai.
Adimtha:
“Ever had an African before?”
Srivalli ne aankhen jhukate hue, halki si sharm aur dar ke saath sir hilaya,
“N-no…”
Adimtha fir se hasa—raw, cocky, powerful.
“Toh aaj raat yaadgar hogi. Mujhe tumhara BJ pasand aaya tha… ab phir se show do. On your knees, baby.”
Srivalli nervous thi, lekin ab uske paas koi option nahi tha. Dheere-dheere woh bed ke paas jhuki, dress ki skirt thodi aur upar chali gayi, usne apne haath se Adimtha ke pants ka zip khola—aur massive, dark lund uske saamne tha, is baar poora ready, throbbing.
Srivalli ne aankhen band karke, lips par Adimtha ka finger feel karte hue, slow kiss se start kiya—tip ko tongue se gently lick kiya, phir lips se uske shaft par soft pressure dala. Dheere-dheere usne mouth open kiya, aur uska lund ko deep lete hue suck karna shuru kiya.


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Camera quietly blink kar raha tha—sab record ho raha tha. Room mein sirf Srivalli ke “muhhh, slurp, ahhh…” wale sucking sounds, Adimtha ke heavy breaths, aur uske dirty moans goonj rahe the.
Adimtha ne Srivalli ke head ko softly guide kiya—kabhi slow, kabhi deep—aur har move pe Srivalli apni tongue aur lips se full effort de rahi thi. Uski eyes thodi watery thi, lekin lips par forced passion tha.
Adimtha (whispering, low voice):
“Good girl… show me how you please an African man. Tonight you’re mine—camera ko mat bhool, sab yaadgar hoga.”
Srivalli ab full submissive mode mein, every stroke, every lick, camera aur Adimtha dono ke liye perform kar rahi thi—raat abhi lambi thi, aur yeh bas shuruaat thi.

[amanmomin]

thanks 4 update bro

[sushilt20]

Nice update

[Rinkp219]

Superb update Bhai... largest update ka intezar hai guruji

[Jordon1312]

Super update

[Jordon1312]

Kaveri with baap more update

[Shabaz123]

Awesome hot update bhai.....bro srivalli ki chal te hue uski chudai karwao pls ho sake to bikul aise


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