Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

[Joker44]

Subah ke 8 baje hospital ka VIP ward dheere-dheere jaag raha tha. Sunlight window se andar aa rahi thi, machines ki beeping ab normal lag rahi thi. Pushpa Raj ki aankhein khuli hui thi – ab thodi si taakat aa gayi thi. Uska chehra ab peela nahi, halka sa laal tha. Family sab log aa chuke the – maa ne uske sir par haath pherte hue ro ro kar dua maangi, chacha ne fruits laaye, cousins ne uske haath pakad kar baatein ki. Pushpa ne kamzor awaaz mein sabko thanks kaha, “Meri family ne mujhe itna support diya… main wapas laut aaya hoon.”


Srivalli uske bed ke paas hi khadi thi. Raat bhar ki neend nahi aane ki wajah se uski aankhein ab bhi laal thi. Simple salwar-kameez mein bhi uska jism thaka hua dikhai de raha tha. Har baar jab woh thoda sa hilti, uski chut ke stitches khinch jaate. Jaise koi chhoti-chhoti garam taar andar se uske tight lips ko khench rahi ho. Kal raat Dave ke message ke baad se uski body mein ek constant dard aur garmi ka milan tha. Woh Pushpa ke liye muskurane ki koshish karti, lekin andar se soch rahi thi – *Yeh sab log soch rahe hain main unke liye lad rahi thi… ministers se madad maang rahi thi. Lekin asal mein main… main un logon ki stitched randi ban chuki hoon. Har step mein yeh dard yaad dilata hai ki kal raat do-do lund ek saath mere andar the.*

Tabhi door khula. Jolly Reddy andar aaya – designer shirt aur jeans mein, chehre par wohi confident smile. Haath mein ek bouquet aur sweets ka packet. “Arre Pushpa bhaiya! Dekho main aa gaya. Papa (CM Rudra) ne bhi personally poochha tha aapke baare mein. Aaj subah hi release papers final hue hain.” Sab logon ne usko thanks kiya. Pushpa ne kamzor haath milaaya, “Jolly bhai… tu ne bahut madad ki. Main kabhi nahi bhoolunga.”

Jolly ne sabko smile diya, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Srivalli par ja rahi thi. Srivalli ne usko dekha aur andar se gussa ubal aaya. Usne apni aankhein neeche kar li. Jolly ne mauka dekha – jab Srivalli paani lene ke liye corridor ki taraf gayi (doctor ne kaha tha Pushpa ko thoda fresh juice dena), Jolly uske peeche chala gaya.

Corridor ke end mein ek chhota sa corner tha – do walls ke beech, jahan se koi easily nahi dekh sakta tha. Jolly ne jaldi se Srivalli ka haath pakda aur usko us corner mein kheench liya. Srivalli shock mein reh gayi. “Jolly… kya kar rahe ho? Yahan sab log hain!”


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Jolly ne usko wall se sata diya. Uski saans tez thi. Usne ek haath se Srivalli ka chehra pakda aur zor se kiss kar diya – uske lips par apne lips rakh kar, jeebh andar daalte hue. Srivalli ki body kaanp gayi. Kiss ke saath hi uski chut ke stitches aur tight ho gaye, dard ki tez lahar neeche se upar tak pahunch gayi. “Mmmphh…” usne muh chhuraya aur dono haathon se Jolly ko zor se dhakka diya.


Jolly peeche hata. Srivalli ki aankhein laal ho chuki thi – gusse se, dard se, aur sharm se. Usne zor se saans lete hue kaha, “Tumhe pata hai un logon ne mere saath kya kiya hai… Dave, Adamath, Arab Prince… sabne mujhe randi bana diya! Gangbang kiya, surgery ki meri chut par stitches daale… har baar dard ho raha hai… aur tum… tum mujhe pyar karte ho? Tumhe pyar hai na mujhe? Phir bhi tumne sab kuch hone diya? Tum khud ne hi mujhe unke haathon becha tha! Ab yahan kiss kar rahe ho jaise kuch hua hi nahi?”

Uski awaaz mein gussa aur aansu dono the. Woh ek pal bhi ruk nahi. Usne apna pallu theek kiya, ek aur dhakka diya Jolly ko aur tez kadmon se wapas ward ki taraf chali gayi. Har kadam mein stitches khinch rahe the – dard itna tha ki uski taange thodi si limp ho gayi thi, lekin usne chhupaya. Ward mein pahunch kar woh seedhe Pushpa ke paas baith gayi, uska haath pakda aur muskurane ki koshish ki. Pushpa ko kuch nahi pata tha.


Jolly corridor mein akela reh gaya. Uska chehra laal ho gaya tha – gusse se. Usne apna muh poncha aur dheere se bola, “Saali randi… ab gussa dikhati hai? Kal raat tak toh cheekh rahi thi unke lund ke neeche.” Uski aankhein corridor ke end par gayi jahan Kaveri khadi thi – woh family ke saath baat kar rahi thi, lekin uski walk ab bhi thodi si careful thi.

Jolly ne gusse mein kadam badhaye. Usne Kaveri ka haath pakda aur bina kuch bole usko side mein ek private consultation room ki taraf kheench liya. Room khali tha – doctor ka break room jaisa, sirf ek table aur do chairs. Door band karte hi Jolly ne Kaveri ko wall se sata diya. Kaveri dar se kaanp rahi thi. “Jolly bhaiya… yahan mat… sab bahar hain… Pushpa uncle…”

Jolly ne uske chehre ko upar kiya. Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi gussa tha jo Srivalli ne jagaya tha. “Chup reh bhanji. Tum bhi ab unhi ke jaise ho. Papa ne kal raat tumhari chut faad di thi na? Ab ro rahi ho? Main tumhe yahan laaya hoon taaki yaad rahe – ek bhi galti, aur Pushpa uncle phir jail mein. Aur tum dono – Srivalli aur tu – hamesha hamari randiyan rahogi.”

Kaveri ki aankhein bhar aayi. Woh kuch bol nahi paayi. Jolly ne uske kurti ke upar haath pher diya – sirf touch, kiss nahi, lekin uski body ko feel karte hue. Kaveri ne apne aansu rokne ki koshish ki. Room ke bahar family ki awaazen aa rahi thi, lekin andar sirf dard aur dar ka sannata tha.

Srivalli ward mein baithi thi, Pushpa ke haath ko sehla rahi thi. Usne Jolly aur Kaveri ko room mein jaate dekha tha, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha. Uski chut ke stitches ab bhi dard de rahe the, aur uske dil mein gussa aur guilt ka toofan chal raha tha. Pushpa ne dheere se kaha, “Rani… sab theek ho jayega ab. Tumhari wajah se main bahar aaya.” Srivalli ne sirf sir hila diya aur apne aansu chhupa liye.

Yeh subah normal family reunion ki tarah thi… lekin andar se sab kuch toot raha tha. Jolly ka gussa ab Kaveri par utar raha tha, aur Srivalli ka dil ab bhi Dave ke stitches aur kal raat ke video mein band tha.

Private consultation room ka door band hote hi sannata fail gaya. Bahar corridor mein family ki halki awaazen aa rahi thi – Pushpa ki maa kisi cousin se baat kar rahi thi, doctor ki footsteps door se guzar rahi thi. Lekin andar sirf gusse ki garam saans aur dard ka sannata tha.

Jolly Reddy ka chehra ab puri tarah laal ho chuka tha. Srivalli ne usko corridor ke corner mein dhakka diya tha, uske muh par thappad jaisa gussa jaga diya tha. “Saali randi… kal raat tak toh Dave ke lund ke neeche cheekh rahi thi aur aaj mujhe dhakka de rahi hai?” Usne apne aap se hi bola, awaaz mein zeher tha. Uski nazar Kaveri par padi. Kaveri wall ke paas khadi thi, simple pink kurti aur salwar mein, aankhein neeche, body kaanp rahi thi. Uski kal raat ki chut abhi bhi CM Rudra ke rough fuck se swollen aur sore thi – lekin Jolly ko ab koi farak nahi padta tha.

“Jolly bhaiya… please… yahan mat… sab log bahar hain… Pushpa uncle…” Kaveri ki awaaz bahut halki aur darr bhari thi. Usne haathon se apni kurti ke pallu ko pakad liya, jaise khud ko bachane ki koshish kar rahi ho.

Jolly ne ek kadam badhaya. Uska haath tez se Kaveri ke kandhe par pada aur usko table ki taraf ghuma diya. “Chup kar bhanji. Tumhari bhabhi ne mera gussa jagaya hai… ab us gusse ko tumhari tight chut mein utaarunga.” Usne Kaveri ko zor se table par jhuka diya. Kaveri ka pet table ki edge se takraya, uske boobs table par dab gaye. Uski gaand upar ki taraf uth gayi thi, salwar ke upar se bhi uski juicy shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi.


Jolly ne peeche se uski salwar ki naada khol diya. Ek jhatke mein salwar neeche gir gayi – Kaveri ki nangi gaand aur chut saamne thi. Uski panty bhi sirf ek chhoti si black cotton ki thi, jo kal raat ke baad abhi bhi thodi si geeli aur stretched thi. Jolly ne uski panty ko side mein khinch kar neeche sarkaya. Kaveri ki chut ab bilkul nangi thi – pink lips abhi bhi kal raat ke bang se thode swell the, thodi si laal aur sensitive.

“Dekho… abhi bhi tight hai meri bhanji ki chut,” Jolly ne muskurate hue bola, lekin uski awaaz mein gussa tha. Usne apna muh neeche kiya aur zor se thuk diya – ek mota sa thook uski chut par gira. Thook chut ke lips par fail gaya, andar tak chala gaya. Kaveri ka sharir ek current se kaanp gaya. “Ahh… bhaiya… nahi…”

Jolly ne apna zip khola. Uska mota, laal aur veiny lund bahar nikal aaya – pehle se hi sakht aur gusse se tadap raha tha. Usne lund ko thook se geela kiya aur Kaveri ki chut ke entrance par rakh diya. Bina kisi warning ke, bina dheere se, usne ek hi zor ka dhakka diya.

“AAAHHHHHHHH…!” Kaveri ki cheekh bahut heavy aur dard bhari thi, lekin usne apna muh table par daba liya taaki bahar na jaaye. Uski tight chut abhi kal raat hi faadi gayi thi – CM Rudra ne usko pehli baar choda tha, blood aur creampie chhod kar. Ab Jolly ka mota lund ek hi jhatke mein andar tak ghusa tha. Stretched lips par tez dard ki current daud gayi. Jaise koi garam lohe ki rod andar pel di gayi ho.


“Aaaahhh… bhaiya… bahut dard ho raha hai… nikaalo… please…” Kaveri ro rahi thi, lekin uski cheekh dheemi aur chhupi hui thi. Aansu uski aankhon se beh kar table par gir rahe the. Uski chut ke muscles contract kar rahe the, lund ko andar se jakad rahe the, lekin har contraction se dard aur badh raha tha.

Jolly ne uski kamar ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur apna gussa poora nikaalne laga. “Saali… teri bhabhi ne mujhe dhakka diya… ab tu le apni bhanji wali tight chut se mera gussa!” Usne tez- tez dhakke maarne shuru kar diye – heavy, painful, bina kisi rhythm ke. Har dhakke mein uska lund poora andar tak ghusta, balls tak takrata, aur phir bahar nikal kar phir se andar. Kaveri ki chut ke lips har baar stretch ho rahe the, thook aur uski apni chut ki geeli juice ke saath mil kar chikna sound nikal raha tha – puch… puch… puch…

“Uff… ahhh… ahhh… Jolly bhaiya… dheere… meri chut phat jayegi… aaaahhh!” Kaveri ke muh se sirf chhoti-chhoti roti hui cheekhein nikal rahi thi. Woh table ko dono haathon se pakde hue thi, uske boobs table par dab rahe the, nipples hard ho chuke the dard aur forced sensation se. Har dhakke ke saath uski body aage-piche hil rahi thi. Uski chut abhi bhi bahut tight thi – kal raat ka naya naya bang aur ab yeh rough pounding. Dard itna tha ki uski taange kaanp rahi thi, lekin Jolly ne usko rokne nahi diya.

Jolly ka gussa ab poora nikal raha tha. Har thrust ke saath woh bol raha tha, “Teri bhabhi… Srivalli… usne mujhe reject kiya… lekin tu… tu meri randi bhanji hai… le… le aur zor se… teri tight chut mujhe thanda kar rahi hai!” Usne ek haath se Kaveri ke baal pakad liye aur uska sar peeche khinch liya, dusre haath se uski kamar ko aur zor se pakad kar dhakke tez kar diye. Ab woh bilkul animal jaisa fuck kar raha tha – heavy, fast, painful. Kaveri ki chut ke andar se thoda sa blood mix juice nikal raha tha, table ke edge par tapak raha tha.

Kaveri sirf ro rahi thi – halke-halke sobs, “Aaaahhh… bahut dard… main mar jaungi… please bhaiya… bas karo…” Lekin uski body betray kar rahi thi. Dard ke saath hi ek ajab si garmi bhi fail rahi thi. Uski chut ke muscles lund ko andar se jakad rahe the, jaise khud hi usko andar rakhna chahti ho. Har dhakke mein uski gaand hil rahi thi, chhoti si ‘puch puch’ awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi.

Jolly ka chehra paseene se tar tha. Usne apna pura zor laga diya – 4-5 minute tak non-stop heavy pounding. Kaveri ki chut ab poori tarah uske lund ke shape mein stretch ho chuki thi. Woh table par leti hui thi, aankhein band, muh khula, laar tapak rahi thi. “Ahhh… ahhh… ahhhh…” har thrust ke saath uski halki cheekh nikal rahi thi.

Aakhir mein Jolly ne zor se ek final dhakka maara, poora lund andar tak ghusa diya aur ruk gaya. Uska lund andar hi phadakne laga – garam-garam cum ki dhaar Kaveri ki chut ke andar bharne lagi. “Le… le meri bhanji… pura maal le… yeh tera reward hai… aur Srivalli ka gussa bhi!” Cum itna zyada tha ki stitches jaisa feel ho raha tha – thoda sa bahar leak ho kar uski thighs par behne laga.

Kaveri ka sharir ek final current se kaanp gaya. Woh table par leti rahi, roti rahi, chut se dard aur cum ka mix nikal raha tha. Jolly ne lund bahar nikaala – ek chhoti si ‘plop’ awaaz ke saath. Usne apna zip band kiya aur Kaveri ki panty upar kheench di. Salwar bhi theek kar di.

“Ab bahar ja… normal ban ke. Ek bhi awaaz nikal toh Pushpa uncle phir jail. Samjhi?” Jolly ne uske gaal par thappad mara – pyar jaisa nahi, warning jaisa.

Kaveri ne aansu ponchhe, kapde theek kiye aur limping walk se door ki taraf badhi. Uski chut ab dobara se jal rahi thi – kal raat CM Rudra, ab Jolly ka rough fuck. Har kadam mein dard tha, lekin usne bahar jaate hue muskurane ki koshish ki.

Jolly room mein akela reh gaya, saans tez. Uska gussa thoda thanda hua tha… lekin abhi bhi andar se jal raha tha. Bahar ward mein Srivalli Pushpa ke paas baithi thi, uska haath pakde hue, bilkul anjaan ki tarah muskurati hui. Kaveri bahar aayi aur chup-chaap family ke saath baith gayi. Kisi ko kuch nahi pata tha – na Srivalli ko, na Pushpa ko, na family ko




Doctor ne subah 11 baje ward mein aakar final check kiya. Pushpa Raj ki reports normal thi – jail ke dino ki thakaan ab kam ho chuki thi, blood pressure theek, wounds heal hone lage the. “Mr. Pushpa, aap discharge ho sakte hain. Bas ghar par rest kijiye, koi tension nahi, koi heavy kaam nahi. Wife aur family khayal rakhengi.” Doctor ne muskurate hue Srivalli ki taraf dekha. Srivalli ne sir hila diya, aankhein neeche kiye hue. Uske andar se ek halki si relief ki saans nikli, lekin saath hi uski chut ke stitches phir se khinch gaye jab woh chair se uthi. “Aaaahh…” ek bahut halki si saans uske muh se nikal gayi, lekin usne turant control kar liya.

Family ne sab kuch arrange kar liya tha. Pushpa ko wheelchair par baithaya gaya. Maa ne uske sar par haath pherte hue ro diya, “Beta, ghar chalo… sab theek ho jayega.” Chacha aur cousins ne usko support kiya. Srivalli Pushpa ke bilkul paas thi – uska haath uske kandhe par, salwar-kameez ke pallu ko theek karti hui. Har kadam mein uski chut ke stitches aur tight feel ho rahe the. Jaise har movement ke saath Dave ki surgery yaad dilati ja rahi thi – kal raat ka double vaginal stretch, stitches ki wajah se ab har baar tight aur sensitive. Woh muskurane ki koshish karti, lekin neeche se dard ki tez lahar daud jaati.

Hospital se nikalte hi do gaadiyan ready thi. Pushpa ko pehli gaadi mein baithaya gaya, Srivalli uske paas. Kaveri dusri gaadi mein family ke saath. Kaveri ab bhi chup thi – kal subah Jolly ke rough fuck ke baad uski chut abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Har baar jab gaadi hilti, usko lagta jaise andar se kuch phat raha ho. Uski maa ne uske gaal par haath rakh kar poocha, “Beta Kaveri, tu bahut thaki hui lag rahi hai… college ka stress?” Kaveri ne halki si muskaan se jhooth bol diya, “Haan maa… thoda zyada assignments the. Ab theek ho jaungi.” Usne apni taange cross karke baithi taaki chut ka dard chhupa sake. Kisi ko kuch nahi pata tha.

Haveli pahunchte hi pura ghar sajaya hua tha. Maangal sutra aur phoolon ke haar darwaze par. Family ne Pushpa ko andar le aaya. Woh dheere-dheere apne bedroom tak pahuncha – uska apna bada sa king-size bed, jahan pehle Srivalli ke saath kitni raatein guzari thi. Pushpa ne kamzor awaaz mein kaha, “Meri rani… meri bhanji… dono ne mujhe bachaya. Main bahut lucky hoon.” Sab logon ne taaliyan bajayi. Srivalli ne usko bed par sulaya, uske sir ke neeche pillow lagaya. Uske boobs jab thoda sa jhuke, stitches phir se khinche – usne apna lip bite kar liya taaki cheekh na nikal jaaye.

Ghar ka welcome simple tha. Kitchen mein maa aur chachi ne Pushpa ke favourite dishes banaye – dal, roti, sabzi, aur thoda sa mithai. Sab log drawing room mein baith gaye. Pushpa bed par let kar hi baat kar raha tha. “Srivalli… tu ne ministers se madad maangi… Kaveri ne Jolly bhai se baat ki… CM uncle ne personally help ki… main kabhi nahi bhoolunga.” Srivalli uske paas baithi thi, uske haath ko sehla rahi thi. Har baar jab woh khadi hoti aur plate serve karti, uski chut ke andar stitches khinch jaate. Dard itna tez tha ki uski thighs thoda sa kaanp jaati. *Yeh sab log soch rahe hain main pativrata hoon… lekin yeh stitches… yeh dard… har baar mujhe Dave ke lund ki yaad dilate hain,* usne andar hi andar socha. Aansu ki boond aankh mein aa gayi, lekin usne ponchh li.



Kaveri kitchen mein help kar rahi thi. Woh chup-chaap plates nikaal rahi thi, lekin har movement mein uski chut jal rahi thi – Jolly ka mota lund kal subah hi usko table par jhuka kar chod kar gaya tha, cum abhi bhi andar thoda sa leak ho raha tha. Uski maa ne phir se poocha, “Beta, tu theek toh hai na? Chehra laal lag raha hai.” Kaveri ne jaldi se kaha, “Haan maa… bas thakawat hai. Pushpa uncle ghar aa gaye, sab theek ho jayega.” Woh muskurayi, lekin andar se ro rahi thi.

Tabhi darwaza khula. Jolly Reddy andar aaya – haath mein mithai ka bada sa packet aur fruits. “Arre Pushpa bhaiya! Ghar aa gaye? Bahut khushi ki baat hai.” Sab logon ne usko gale lagaya. Pushpa ne kamzor smile kiya, “Jolly bhai… tu aur CM uncle… mera asli bhagwan.” Jolly ne Srivalli ki taraf dekha. Usne usko ek plate par chai di – unki aankhein ek pal ke liye mili. Srivalli ki nazar mein gussa aur dar dono the, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha. Jolly ne muskurate hue chai li aur bola, “Srivalli bhabhi ne bahut mehnat ki hai… sabko pata hai.” Srivalli ne sirf sir hila diya aur wapas Pushpa ke paas chali gayi. Uske andar Dave ka last message ghum raha tha – “Stitches check karwa lena… next meet jaldi.”

Shaam hone tak ghar mein halki si khushi thi. Pushpa ne sabko thanks kiya. Raat ko family ne dinner kiya aur dheere-dheere sab apne rooms mein chle gaye. Sirf Srivalli Pushpa ke bedroom mein thi.

Bedroom ka light dim tha. Pushpa bed par let gaya tha. Usne Srivalli ka haath pakda aur dheere se kaha, “Rani… aa ja mere paas. Itne dino baad… mujhe tera sparsh chahiye.” Srivalli ne muskurate hue uske paas let gayi, lekin thoda sa door rakha. Usne apni salwar-kameez ko theek kiya taaki Pushpa uske body ko touch na kar sake. Pushpa ne uske kamar par haath rakhne ki koshish ki, lekin Srivalli ne halke se uska haath hata diya. “Pushpa ji… aap abhi weak hain… doctor ne kaha hai rest karo. Main yahin hoon aapke paas.” Usne uske maathe ko chuma.

Pushpa ne aankhein band kar li aur bola, “Ab sab theek ho jayega, rani. Humara empire wapas banayenge. Tu aur main… purane din jee lenge.” Srivalli ne sir hila diya, lekin uski aankhein bhar aayi. Usne apna muh dusri taraf ghuma liya taaki Pushpa na dekh sake. Uski chut ke stitches ab raat ke sannate mein aur zyada feel ho rahe the – har saans ke saath khinch rahe the. *Purane din? Dave ka lund, Jolly ka gussa, Kaveri ke saath jo kuch bhi ho raha hai… sab chhupa kar main kaise jeeungi?* Usne apne aansu chhupaye aur Pushpa ke haath ko pakad liya.



Ghar ka sannata fail gaya tha. Haveli ke bahar security lights jal rahi thi. Pushpa so chuka tha. Srivalli baithi thi, ceiling ko dekhti hui. Uske phone par vibration hua – Dave ka naya message: “Stitched randi… ghar pahunch gayi? Kal subah ready rehna.” Usne phone band kar diya aur apne pet par haath rakh kar stitches ko halke se dabaaya. Dard aur guilt ka milan uske andar jal raha tha.

Yeh ghar wapas aane ki raat normal family reunion ki tarah thi… lekin Srivalli aur Kaveri dono ke andar alag-alag toofan chal rahe the. Pushpa ko kuch nahi pata tha. Sab kuch chhupa hua tha… abhi ke liye.

Do din baad, shaam ke 7:30 baje Dave ke sprawling luxury villa ke private study room mein mahoul bilkul business aur masti ka mila-jula tha. Badi si glass wall se jungle ki green hills dikhai de rahi thi, andar soft golden lights jal rahi thi. Ek bada mahogany table par whisky aur red wine ke bottles khule hue the. Jolly Reddy sofa par relaxed baitha tha, designer black shirt mein, haath mein wine glass. Uske saamne Dave – tall, sharp-suited American businessman – apne laptop aur contract papers ke saath baitha tha. Dono ke chehron par wohi victorious smirk tha jo sirf un logon ke chehre par aata hai jo ek bada khel jeet chuke hon.

Dave ne apna glass uthaya aur Jolly ki taraf badhaya. “To the final signature, my friend. This $500 million steel and logistics deal is going to change everything for your empire.” Usne pen uthaya aur papers par ek bold signature kar diya. Ink dry hote hi usne papers Jolly ki taraf slide kar diye. “Done. Wire transfer bhi abhi initiate ho gaya hai. Steel orders, export permits, cash flow – sab kuch finalized. Pushpa ke sandalwood connections se linked logistics network ab officially hamara hai.”

Jolly ne glass se ek bada sip liya, wine ki garam lahar uske gale se neeche utri. Usne muskurate hue bola, “Perfect, Dave. Main ne kaha tha na – deal tumhara, price meri taraf se complete. Srivalli… woh tumhari plate mein thi jitne din tum chahte the. Ab woh period khatam. Tumne enjoy kiya uski chudai?”

Dave ne peeche lean kiya, apni blue aankhon mein abhi bhi woh dirty hunger chamak raha tha. Usne apna glass table par rakha aur ek sadistic smile ke saath English mein bola, “Oh man, Jolly… enjoyed her? Fuck, I destroyed that tight Indian pussy. The way her big tits bounced when I choked her and pounded her from behind… that stitched cunt you let me have after the gangbang? It was insane, brother. Every thrust felt like I was breaking a brand new virgin hole again. She was screaming, squirting all over my cock while her stitched lips gripped me so fucking hard. Double vaginal with my boys? She took it like a pro, moaning louder than any slut I’ve ever had. That pure pativrata rani turned into my personal cum-dump for those nights… best investment of my life.”

Dono ek saath zor se hasne lage. Jolly ka hasna gehra aur dark tha, Dave ka American laugh loud aur satisfied. Room mein unki hansi ki goonj goonj rahi thi jaise unhone koi bada scam successfully pull off kiya ho.

Tabhi study room ka door dheere se khula. Emily andar aayi – Dave ki beautiful American wife, tight black cocktail dress mein, blonde hair open, makeup fresh. Woh confident steps se andar aayi aur seedhe Dave ke paas jaakar uske bagal mein baith gayi. Usne Dave ke thigh par haath rakh diya aur Jolly ki taraf dekha, ek knowing smile ke saath.



Jolly ne apna glass uthaya aur Emily ki taraf ishara kiya. Usne Dave se bola, “Dave, teri wife Emily was awesome, man. Never had so much fun with any white woman. Uski pink anal… aur woh way she sucked and begged for more… pure fire. Main toh soch raha tha ki desi randiyon se better kuch nahi, lekin teri Emily ne sabko peeche chhod diya. Full night maine usko bend karke choda aur woh har thrust par chillayi thi jaise kabhi nahi chudi ho.”

Dave zor se hasa, Emily ke kandhe par haath rakh kar usko apne se chipka liya. “Haha, glad you enjoyed the trade, Jolly. Fair deal – you gave me Srivalli’s tight stitched Indian pussy for the period, I gave you my wife’s holes. Both sides won big time.” Emily ne sharmate hue muskuraya, lekin uske cheeks laal ho gaye the yaadein yaad aane se.

Dono phir se hasne lage. Dave ne apna laptop band kiya aur papers ko folder mein rakha. “Deal complete, my friend. Steel, logistics, cash – sab kuch signed and delivered. Srivalli ka period bhi khatam. Ab next phase pe focus karte hain… but for tonight, I’m taking my wife back to the suite.”

Dave ne Emily ka haath pakda aur uth khada hua. Emily bhi uske saath uthi, uske hips hilte hue. Jolly ne dono ko bye kiya, “Enjoy the night, Dave. Aur haan… agar phir kabhi Srivalli ki chudai ka mood ho toh bata dena. Period toh khatam hua, lekin game abhi bhi on hai.”

Dave ne ek last wink maara aur English mein bola, “You bet, Jolly. That Indian goddess was unforgettable. See you soon, partner.” Dono – Dave aur Emily – room se bahar nikal gaye. Unke footsteps corridor mein goonjte hue door tak gaye.

Jolly akela reh gaya. Usne apna wine glass uthaya, ek aur sip liya aur muskuraya. Papers table par the – signed, sealed, $500 million ka deal. Srivalli ka “price” poora kar diya gaya tha uske liye. Ab Pushpa ghar par theek tha, family normal life jee rahi thi… lekin Jolly jaanta tha ki yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Usne phone nikala aur ek message type kiya – Srivalli ke naam se nahi, lekin uske future ke liye.


Villa ke bahar Dave ki car lights jal uthi aur nikal gayi. Raat aur gehri ho rahi thi. Haveli mein Srivalli abhi bhi Pushpa ke paas baithi hogi, stitches ka dard chhupate hue… bilkul anjaan ki tarah.

Lekin game abhi khatam nahi hua tha. Sirf ek chapter khatam hua tha.