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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