Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

[Joker44]

Night had fully set in as the luxury car rolled through Jolly’s grand mansion gates, headlights slicing through the darkness. Backseat mein Emily abhi bhi thoda disoriented thi, poore raaste Jolly uske lips ko possessive hunger ke saath smooch karta raha—kabhi uske neck pe bites, kabhi deep kisses, kabhi Dave bhi side se Emily ke lips ya collarbone pe ek do bold kisses kar deta. Emily ne bas aankhen band kar li, apni body dono ke beech surrender kar di.
Mansion ke huge porch pe gaadi rukti hai. Jolly ne Emily ka haath kas ke pakda,
Dave ne SUV ka door open kiya,
Emily poora scene samajhne ki koshish kar rahi thi—thodi awkward, thodi lost, lips red and slightly swollen, messy hair, dress ka pallu shoulder se slip hota hua.
Emily ne Dave ki taraf dekha,
softly bola, “Where are our daughters? I want to see them.”
Jolly ne almost tease karte hue smile di,
“Don’t worry, Emily. They’re in the upper room—safe and sound. This is my mansion, sab kuch secure hai.”
Dave ne casually, ek half-grin ke saath bola,
“I’ll check on them tonight. Go on, enjoy. And Emily, be a good guest.”
Jolly ne Emily ko drag kar liya, uski kamar pe tight grip ke saath sidha mansion ke andar, marble staircase se seedha bedroom ki taraf.
Dave lobby mein mud ke apne phone pe kuch check kar raha tha.
Usne Jolly ko side se smile diya,
“Maine bola na—make her feel home. I’ll handle the girls and… I heard you have some Indian beauties waiting for me tonight?”
Jolly ne sirf aankhon se signal diya,
“Room mein sab ready hai, Dave. Tere liye ek special surprise. Ab main apne guest ko handle karta hoon…”
Dave sidha dusre wing ki taraf chala gaya,
jahaan uske liye do young, elegant Indian girls already ready thi—poore Indian saree look mein, shy smiles ke saath.



Jolly bedroom tak Emily ko kheench laya,
Emily ne ek baar phir softly bola,
“Jolly, I’m tired… please, thoda rest?”
Jolly ne Emily ko bed pe dhakel diya,
uske dono legs spread kiye,
“No, sweetheart, aaj raat poori meri hai. You’re not here to rest.”
Emily thoda protest karne lagi, par Jolly ne uski protests ko lips pe kiss kar ke chupa diya,
aur apne lund ko nikal ke uski panties side kar di.
Emily ke mooh se halki helpless whimpers nikalne lagi,
lekin uski body slowly surrender kar rahi thi Jolly ke aggressive moves ke saamne.
Jolly ne apne lund ko Emily ki tight, wet chut mein push kiya,
aur rough, deep thrusts shuru kiye.
Bed ki sheets crumple ho gayi,
Emily ki aankhen band, moaning, kamar uthti ja rahi thi.
Room mein bas slap, moans aur wild thrusts ki awaaz gunj rahi thi—
Emily ka sharir ab poora Jolly ke control mein tha.

Raat ko, Srivalli ki selfie milne se kuch pehle,
Jolly ka mood already wild ho chuka tha.
Emily thodi tired thi, lekin Jolly ne usko bilkul rest nahi diya.
Room ka dim light, silk bedsheets, Emily ki perfume ki meethi khushboo — sab kuch hawa mein uljha hua.
Jolly ne Emily ke bare shoulders pe soft kisses diye,
lekin uska touch jaldi hi rough ho gaya.
Usne Emily ki dress ke straps slide karke uski dress puri tarah remove kar di.
Emily ab bilkul naked thi, uske fair skin pe Jolly ki strong palm ka pressure feel ho raha tha.
Jolly ne uske legs ko thoda wide spread kar diya,
aur apne lund ko Emily ke wet slit pe rakha.
Emily ne halka resist kiya,
"Jolly, please, thoda slow... I am sore, thoda..."
par Jolly ab ek second bhi nahi rukne wala tha.
Usne apne haath se Emily ki thighs ko aur zyada open kiya,
aur apne thick lund ko ek hi jhatke mein deep andar ghusa diya.
Emily ke lips se shock ke saath ek broken moan nikal gayi:
"Ahhh... no, Jolly... please, it's too much..."
par Jolly ko sirf apna junoon dikh raha tha.
Usne apne hips ka rhythm build kiya—
deep, raw, wild thrusts,
har stroke ke saath Emily ke sharir ko bed pe aage dhakelta hua.
Emily pehle protest karti rahi,
lekin fir pleasure ke wave mein poori tarah dub gayi,
uski awaaz badal gayi:
"Ohh... oh god, yes! Deeper, Jolly...! Don’t stop… ahh… yes!"
Jolly ne uski baaton ka reply nahi diya,
bas apne wild mood mein uski chut ko hard fuck karta raha.
Emily ki moaning ab uncontrolled ho gayi thi—
kabhi scream, kabhi whimper,
sheets uske haath ke neeche twist hoti ja rahi thi.
Jolly uski body ko poora possess kar raha tha,
kabhi uski legs aur zyada wide karta,
kabhi uske nipples ko mouth se suck karta,
kabhi uska hair khinch kar uske lips ko chupta—
pure control mein, apne tareeke se.
Room mein raat bhar sirf Emily ke broken English moans,
wild bed ki creak,
aur Jolly ki animalistic grunts gunjti rahi,
jab tak dono exhausted, tangled,
aur forbidden pleasure mein kho nahi gaye.


Jolly abhi bhi Emily ko possessively fuck kar raha tha,
tabhi uske phone par vibration hua.
Screen pe Srivalli ka naam chamka.
Jolly ne ek hand free karke phone unlock kiya—
Srivalli ne ek bold saree selfie bheji thi—deep neckline, mangalsutra visible, eyes mein mischief,
pallu thoda slide ho ke cleavage dikh raha tha.
Jolly ki aankhon mein ek dark thrill aa gaya.
Usne us pic ko Dave ko forward kar diya,
aur message likha:
“Teri asli goddess. Soon.”
Dave ne dusre wing mein bed pe baithe, do Indian girls ke saath,
Srivalli ki selfie dekhi—uski aankhon mein pura lust ka tsunami aa gaya.
Jolly ne phone side pe rakh diya,
aur Emily ke mooh ko apni lips se band kar diya,
apni wild rhythm fir se start karte hue,
ek aur night of forbidden, raw, borderless pleasure mein doobte hue.

Subah mansion ke bedroom mein sunlight ke soft golden rays Jolly ke chehre par padte hai. Jolly aankh kholta hai, thodi der apni naked chest par Emily ki lipstick ka stain dekhta hai. Bed pe sheets ab bhi messy hain, perfume aur sweat ki scent abhi bhi hawa mein hai, lekin Emily wahan nahi dikh rahi.
Jolly stretch karke uthta hai, naked hi attached bathroom mein chala jata hai,
thanda shower leta hai, raat bhar ke wildness ko wash karta hai,
par uski aankhon mein ab bhi Emily ki wild surrender, uske lips, uski moans gunj rahi hai.
Towel se rub karta hua wapas aata hai bedroom mein—bed ab bhi thoda warm, par Emily gayab.
Jolly ne quickly pant pehni, shirt utha kar shoulders pe dali, aur seedha mansion ke breakfast hall ki taraf chala gaya.
Wahan hall mein Dave table ke head pe baitha hua, ek elegant robe mein,
do cute blonde bachche—Emily ki betiyan—mama-mama chillate uske paas daud ke ja rahe the.
Table pe continental breakfast laga tha—eggs, toast, fresh juice, sab kuch.
Emily wahan aati hai,
walk mein thoda awkwardness, inner thighs ab bhi sore, face pe ek tired but bright motherly smile.
Uski eyes mein fatigue, lips pe swollen redness,
par voh apni daughters ko dekhti hai toh ek second ke liye sari raat ki wildness dhoondh lete hai.
Dave ne Jolly ko dekh kar loud laugh kiya,
“So, Jolly, how was the night? Emily’s got some new marks I think. Must have been hard for her to walk down the stairs today!”
Emily sharm se aankhen jhuka ke husband ki side baithi,
Dave ne uske shoulders pakad ke uske lips pe ek proud, possessive kiss diya—
“That’s my girl. Hope you’re not too tired for the day?”
Jolly ne Emily ko side-eye se dekha,
ek wild grin ke saath,
“She’s a good ride, Dave. Bahut maza aaya, still not done with her—next month tak full enjoy karunga. Hope you don’t mind.”
Emily ki aankhon mein thoda shock, thoda helplessness, thoda submission tha,
par wo ab apni betiyon ko plate mein breakfast serve karte hue normal smile kar rahi thi,
aur Jolly ko ek secret glance diya—
uske aankhon mein last night ka full thrill abhi bhi flash kar raha tha.
Dave ne casual tone mein bola,
“Enjoy her, Jolly. She likes a bit of adventure, don’t you, Em?”
Emily ne thoda forced smile diya,
lekin uski aankhon mein ab bhi raat ka intensity, pleasure ka dard,
aur Jolly ki possession ka thrill chhupa tha.
Jolly ne apni black coffee sipp ki,
table ke kone se Emily ke bare thighs ko ek last hungry look diya—
ab bhi unpe last night ke red marks clear dikh rahe the.
Emily ne legs cross kiye, thoda khud ko compose kiya,
aur betiyon ko lap pe bitha kar soft motherly voice mein bola,
“Did you girls sleep well? Today we’ll go to the garden, hmm?”
Par ek pal ke liye
uske mind mein sirf Jolly ke wild haath, lips, aur raat bhar ki forbidden rawness gungun rahi thi—
aur Dave ka possessive grip uske neck pe ab bhi feel ho raha tha.
Breakfast table pe family ke saath ek normal morning chal rahi thi,
par har glance, har smile ke andar raat ki intensity ki secret aag palti ja rahi thi—
aur sabko pata tha, yeh game abhi khatam nahi hua.

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Dave apni business trip ke liye early morning mansion se nikal gaya, leaving Emily and their two daughters as Jolly’s “special guests” for the next few months. Emily ab officially Jolly ke territory mein thi, Dave ne khud Jolly ko signal de diya tha—“she’s yours, handle her.”
Late morning mein Emily apne daughters ke saath mansion ke porch par aayi—sundress pehni thi, thoda casual look, par lips ab bhi swollen, neck pe ek faint mark, aankhon mein thoda tired shine. Uski betiyan shoes pehn kar car ki taraf daudi, “Mumma, hurry! Let’s go shopping!” Emily unhe softly chilla ke boli, “Girls! Don’t run like that—slow down!”
Jolly door ke paas khada tha,
apni aankhon mein ek raw possessive look le kar,
Emily ko dekhta hua.
Usne dheere se aage badh ke
Emily ko car ke back pe press kar diya,
uske lips ke paas apna face la ke ek hard, sudden kiss diya—deep aur hungry.
Emily shock mein thi, halki si resist karne lagi,
“Jolly—stop! Kids dekh lenge!”
Lekin Jolly ne uski baat pe dhyan nahi diya,
uske lower lip pe ek wild bite diya,
phir uske kaan ke paas husky awaaz mein bola,
“You are mine for two months. Toh mujhse kabhi mat roko. Tonight… wild ride, sweetheart.”
Usne ek hand se Emily ki soft ass ko ek sharp slap diya—Emily ne aankh band karke halki si gasp ki,
aur Jolly uski aankhon mein dangerous smile ke saath khada raha.
Car ka driver horn bajata hai,
Emily awkwardly compose ho ke, betiyon ke sath car mein baith gayi—par aankhon mein ab ek alag hi fire thi.
Car nikalte hi Jolly ne apna phone nikala,
Srivalli ko message kiya:
“Missing you, jaan. Aaj mil sakte hain?”
Srivalli ne turant reply kiya:
“Haan, aaj shopping ke bahane mall aa jaungi. Pushpa bahar jaa raha hai. Bas koi private space dhoondh lena.”
Jolly ki aankhon mein wicked thrill chamak utha.
Usne Srivalli ka last sent selfie fir se dekhi—
aur apne lips pe victory ki smile ke saath,
aaj ke forbidden meet ka poora plan banana start kar diya.
Aaj raat: Emily ke liye wild ride.
Aaj din: Srivalli ka secret forbidden taste.
Jolly truly had the best of both worlds.



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