Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

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Kuch hafte guzar chuke the. Haveli mein sab kuch bilkul normal lag raha tha – jaise woh dino ki gandi raatein kabhi hui hi nahi. Pushpa Raj ab poori tarah se heal ho chuka tha. Jail ke dino ki thakaan ab sirf yaad reh gayi thi. Woh subah garden mein baith kar apne purane plans par baat karta, family ke saath chai peeta, aur dheere-dheere apne empire ko wapas khada karne ki baatein karta. Uski awaaz mein ab purani taakat laut aane lagi thi. “Rani… ab sab theek ho jayega. Hum phir se purane din jee lenge,” woh har subah Srivalli se kehta aur uska haath pakad leta. Pushpa ko kuch nahi pata tha – na stitches ke dard ka, na us raaton ka jismein uski rani aur bhanji dono ko alag-alag tarike se toota gaya tha.


Srivalli bhi ab heal ho rahi thi. Dave ki surgery ke stitches ab dheere-dheere kamzor pad chuke the. Ab har kadam mein woh purana tez dard nahi hota tha, lekin kabhi-kabhi jab woh jhukti ya tez chalti, tab bhi ek halki si current neeche se upar tak jaati. Woh ab perfect pativrata patni ban chuki thi – subah uth kar Pushpa ko nashta banati, uske kapde ready karti, shaam ko saath baith kar baatein karti. Family ke saamne woh muskurati rehti, maa ji ke saath kitchen mein madad karti, aur Kaveri ke saath bhi normal baatein karti. Lekin raat ko jab Pushpa so jata, Srivalli akeli baith kar apne phone ko dekhti. Dave ka koi message nahi aaya tha in hafto mein, lekin uski body abhi bhi yaad rakhti thi – woh raatein, woh lund, woh double chudai. Woh apne pet par haath rakh kar sochti, *Yeh sab chhup gaya hai… lekin andar se main abhi bhi unki hoon. Pushpa ji ko kuch nahi pata… aur main unko kabhi bata nahi sakti.* Bahar se woh bilkul normal thi – sukoon bhari, pyar bhari, pativrata rani.

Kaveri ki zindagi bhi surface par normal chal rahi thi. College jaati, ghar aati, maa ke saath baatein karti, Pushpa uncle ke liye fruits kaat kar deti. Uski limp walk ab bilkul gayab ho chuki thi. Kal raat ke dard aur Jolly ke rough dhakkon ki yaadein ab sirf raat ko sapno mein aati thi. Woh ab college ke kapdon mein hi rehti – simple kurti aur jeans, aankhein neeche, chehra innocent. Family sochti thi ki woh ab theek hai – “Beta Kaveri college stress se thak jaati hai, bas.” Lekin andar se Kaveri har din dar ke saath jeeti thi. Har phone vibration se uska dil dhadak jata. Jolly ka number save tha, lekin kabhi-kabhi unknown number se message aata tha jo usko yaad dilata tha ki woh abhi bhi unke control mein hai.



Us din subah 8:15 baje tha. Kaveri apne room mein ready ho rahi thi jab uska phone vibrate hua. Ek unknown number se message aaya tha – short aur clear:

“College ke peeche back gate par subah 9 baje wait karna. Akeli aana. Kisi ko kuch mat bolna.”

Kaveri ka dil zor se dhak se reh gaya. Uski ungliyan phone par kaanp gayi. *Yeh Jolly bhaiya hi honge… phir se… phir se wohi…* Usne message delete kar diya aur phone ko bag mein rakh diya. Maa ne bahar se awaaz lagayi, “Kaveri beta, breakfast ready hai. College ja rahi hai na aaj?” Kaveri ne apni awaaz ko normal banaya aur bola, “Haan maa… aaj important lecture hai. Jaldi jaana hai.” Usne jaldi se kurti aur jeans pehni, bag uthaya aur niche aa gayi. Maa ne uske sar par haath pher kar kaha, “Theek se khana kha lena beta. Pushpa uncle ko bhi bata dena maine tiffin bheja hai.” Kaveri ne sir hila diya, muskurane ki koshish ki aur ghar se nikal gayi.

Gaadi chalate hue uske dimag mein sirf ek hi baat ghum rahi thi – *Yeh kya hoga aaj? Jolly bhaiya ne itne hafte chup kyun the? Kya woh phir se mujhe… phir se meri chut mein…* Uski thighs thodi si close ho gayi. College ke raste par woh soch rahi thi ki kaise woh pehle bhi aise hi messages par gayi thi aur har baar uski body ko aur zyada tootne diya tha. Lekin aaj kuch alag feel ho raha tha. Uski chut abhi bhi halki si sensitive thi – purane dino ki chudai ki yaadein ab bhi kabhi-kabhi jalati thi.

College pahunch kar woh seedhe back gate ki taraf gayi. Yeh jagah college ke peeche thi – purani building ke peeche ek chhota sa parking area, jahan zyadatar time koi nahi aata tha. Subah 9 baje ke karib tha. Kaveri ne apni gaadi side mein park ki aur bahar nikal kar wait karne lagi. Usne bag ko dono haathon se pakad liya, aankhein idhar-udhar ghuma rahi thi. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. *Jolly bhaiya… jaldi aa jao… jo karna hai kar lo… bas Pushpa uncle ko kuch mat batao…*

Tabhi ek badi si black SUV dheere se aayi aur uske bilkul paas ruk gayi. Door khula. Kaveri ne umeed se dekha – lekin uska chehra safed pad gaya.

Car se utarne wala aadmi Jolly nahi tha.

Woh CM Rudra Reddy tha – Jolly ka baap, wohi powerful politician jiski umar 55 ke aas-paas thi, lekin body abhi bhi solid aur commanding thi. White kurta-pajama mein, chashma, aur uske chehre par wohi confident, hungry smile jo Kaveri ne pehli baar villa mein dekha tha. Usi raat jab usne Kaveri ko pehli baar choda tha – uski virginity li thi, uski chut ko faad kar, uske boobs ko chus kar, aur usko apni god mein baithakar zor-zor se chudai ki thi.

CM Rudra ne car ka door band kiya aur seedhe Kaveri ke paas aaya. Uski awaaz dheemi lekin authoritative thi, “Kaveri beti… aa gayi? Bahut achha. Main soch raha tha ki shayad tu aane se darr jaayegi.”

Kaveri ke pair thande pad gaye. Uski aankhein phail gayi. “CM uncle… aap? Main… main toh soch rahi thi Jolly bhaiya…” Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Usne peeche ek kadam badhaya, lekin CM ne ek haath se uska kandha pakad liya – pyar jaisa nahi, control jaisa.

“Jolly toh aaj busy hai beti. Main ne hi message bheja tha. Ab chup-chaap car mein baith. Bahut din ho gaye… teri tight chut ko yaad aa raha tha.” CM Rudra ne muskurate hue bola, uski nazar Kaveri ke boobs par ghum gayi jo kurti ke neeche se saaf dikhai de rahe the.

Kaveri ki body kaanp rahi thi. Uski chut mein ek purani si jalan phir se jag gayi – usi raat ki yaadein jab CM ne usko bed par litaya tha, uski taange failayi thi, aur pehli baar andar ghusa tha. Blood aur dard ke saath uski pehli chudai… ab phir se wohi aadmi saamne khada tha. Usne apne aansu rokne ki koshish ki aur dheere se car ki taraf badhi. *Yeh kyun… kyun phir se… main college jaane ka jhooth bol kar aayi thi… ab kya hoga?*

CM Rudra ne car ka back door khola aur Kaveri ko andar dhakel diya. Woh khud bhi andar baith gaya aur door band kar diya. Car tinted glass ki thi – bahar se koi dekh nahi sakta tha. Engine on hote hi car dheere se college ke peeche se nikal gayi.



Kaveri seat par baithi thi, haath god mein, aankhein neeche. CM Rudra uske paas baitha tha, uski taang se apni taang sata kar. Uski awaaz mein wohi purani garmi thi, “Beti… itne hafte baad bhi teri yaad aa rahi thi. Aaj tujhe thoda time dunga… bas yaad dilane ke liye ki tu abhi bhi hamari hai. Pushpa bhaiya ghar par theek hain na? Unko mat batana… warna sab khatam.”

Kaveri ne sirf sir hila diya. Uske andar ek naya toofan uth raha tha – dar, sharm, aur woh purani feeling jab CM ne usko apni god mein baithakar choda tha. Car jungle ki taraf badh rahi thi. Bahar subah ki normal duniya chal rahi thi – log college ja rahe the, family ghar par thi… lekin Kaveri phir se usi andhere mein ja rahi thi jahan se uski innocence chheen li gayi thi.


Car ki tinted windows ke peeche se duniya bilkul alag ho chuki thi. College ke peeche wali sadak chhod kar SUV ab jungle ki gehri wadi mein ghus chuki thi – ek bilkul secluded jagah, jahan sirf ped-paudhe aur chhoti si nadi ki awaaz thi. Koi insaan nahi, koi gaadi nahi, sirf sannata aur subah ki thandi hawa. Driver ne car ko ek chhote se clearing mein rok diya aur bahar nikal kar door band kar diya – jaise yeh routine ho.

CM Rudra Reddy ne apni seat ko peeche slide kiya aur apni god mein haath patak kar Kaveri ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhein mein wohi purani bhook thi jo usne pehle villa mein dikhayi thi. “Aa ja beti… mere lap par baith. Bahut din ho gaye teri chut ko taste kiye hue.”



Kaveri ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Uski ungliyan god mein kaanp rahi thi. “CM uncle… please… yahan mat… main… main college ja rahi thi…” Uski awaaz bahut halki aur roti hui thi, lekin Rudra ne uska haath pakad kar ek jhatke se apni god mein kheench liya. Kaveri ab uski god mein baith gayi thi – uski juicy gaand Rudra ke thighs par dab rahi thi, uski back uske solid chest se chipki hui. Rudra ne dono haathon se uski kamar ko pakad liya aur usko apne se aur tight chipka diya.

“Shhh… chup kar bhanji. Teri tight chut abhi bhi mujhe yaad hai. Pehli baar jab maine teri virginity li thi… woh blood aur woh teri cheekhein… aaj bas thoda sa taste karunga. Bite by bite.” Rudra ki awaaz dheemi aur hungry thi. Usne Kaveri ke baal ek taraf kiye aur uske neck par apna muh laga diya. Pehle ek halka sa kiss, phir ek chhota sa bite – uske sensitive skin ko apne daanton se pakad kar dheere se chusne laga.

“Aaahhh…” Kaveri ki halki si cheekh nikal gayi. Uski body ek current se kaanp gayi. Neck par woh bite abhi bhi jal raha tha. Rudra ne apni jeebh bahar nikaali aur uske neck ko lick karne laga – slow, wet, long licks jaise koi ice cream chus raha ho. Har lick ke saath uske muh se ek chhoti si “mmm” awaaz nikal rahi thi. “Bahut tasty hai teri skin beti… bilkul fresh aur sweet.”



Kaveri ke aansu behne lage. Woh apne haathon se Rudra ke chest ko dhakelne ki koshish kar rahi thi lekin uski taakat nahi thi. “Uncle… please… ghar par sab soch rahe hain main college mein hoon… aap… aap mat karo…” Lekin Rudra ne uski kurti ke upar haath daal diya. Ek jhatke mein usne kurti ke buttons khol diye. Uski pink bra saamne thi – simple aur innocent. Rudra ne bra ke cup ko neeche kheench diya aur Kaveri ke bade-bade boobs bahar aa gaye.

“Wah… dekho yeh mamme… itne din baad bhi kitne tight aur pink hain.” Rudra ne ek boob ko apne haath mein pakda, usko squeeze kiya aur phir apna muh laga diya. Pehle nipple ko jeebh se lick kiya, phir pura muh mein le kar chusne laga – bite by bite, dheere-dheere. Uski daant nipple ko halke se kaat rahi thi, phir jeebh se chus raha tha. Dusre boob ko haath se masalte hue woh bol raha tha, “Mmm… teri body ka taste bilkul alag hai… jaise koi naya fruit ho… juicy aur sweet.”

Kaveri ki saansen tez ho gayi thi. Uski chut abhi bhi pehle wale dino ki chudai se thodi sensitive thi. Har bite aur lick ke saath uski body react kar rahi thi – nipples hard ho gaye the, chut mein ek ajab si garmi fail rahi thi. “Aaaahhh… uncle… dard ho raha hai… please dheere…” Woh ro rahi thi, lekin uski gaand Rudra ki god mein apne aap hil rahi thi.

Rudra ne has kar usko aur tight pakad liya. Usne Kaveri ko thoda sa upar uthaya aur uski jeans ki zip khol di. Ek jhatke mein jeans aur panty dono neeche sarkayi gayi – sirf uski taange tak. Ab Kaveri ki chut bilkul nangi thi – pink lips abhi bhi thodi swollen, lekin bilkul clean aur tight. Rudra ne apni ek ungli se uski chut ke lips ko chhua aur dheere se upar-neeche ghumaya.

“Bahut geeli ho gayi hai beti… dekho kitni juicy hai teri chut.” Usne ungli ko apne muh mein daal kar chus liya aur phir Kaveri ko god mein ghuma diya taaki uski back uske chest se lagi rahe aur chut seedhe uske muh ke saamne ho. Rudra ne apna muh neeche kiya aur pehla bite diya – chut ke upper lips ko apne hothon se pakad kar dheere se chus liya.



“Uffff… aaaahhhh!” Kaveri ki cheekh zor se nikal gayi. Uski taange kaanp rahi thi. Rudra ki jeebh ab chut ke andar ghusi thi – slow, long licks, har fold ko taste karte hue. Woh bite by bite chakh raha tha – pehle outer lips, phir clit ko jeebh se thoda sa kaat kar chusna, phir andar tak jeebh ghumana. Har lick ke saath uske muh se “mmm… bahut tasty… teri chut ka ras alag hai beti” ki awaaz nikal rahi thi.

Kaveri dono haathon se car ki seat ko pakde hue thi. Aansu uske gaalon par beh rahe the. “Uncle… please… meri chut… bahut sensitive hai… aaaahhh… mat chuso…” Lekin uski body betray kar rahi thi. Chut se clear juice nikal raha tha aur Rudra usko pura taste kar raha tha – jeebh andar-bahar, hothon se chusna, daanton se halka bite. Har bite ke saath Kaveri ki body ek current se kaanp jaati.

Rudra ne apne dono haathon se Kaveri ki gaand ko pakad liya aur usko apne muh par aur tight daba diya. Ab woh poori tarah se uski chut ko eat kar raha tha – noisy, wet, hungry licks. “Mmm… le beti… apni chut ka pura ras de… main bite by bite taste kar raha hoon… teri virginity wali chut ab meri favourite ho gayi hai.” Uski jeebh clit par tez- tez ghum rahi thi aur andar tak ghus rahi thi.

Kaveri ki saans phool rahi thi. Uski aankhein band thi, muh khula tha, laar tapak rahi thi. “Aaaahhh… uncle… aaahhh… bahut… bahut ho raha hai…” Uski chut ab poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi, Rudra ka muh uske juice se chamak raha tha. Woh bite by bite taste kar raha tha – har inch ko chus kar, lick kar, aur dheere se kaat kar.



Car ke bahar jungle ka sannata tha. Andar sirf Kaveri ki halki cheekhein aur Rudra ki wet licking ki awaazen thi. Kaveri abhi bhi soch rahi thi – *Yeh kyun ho raha hai… Pushpa uncle ghar par theek hain… maa soch rahi hogi main college mein hoon… aur main yahan… uncle ki god mein… meri chut chuswa rahi hoon…*

Rudra ne apna muh thoda sa upar kiya, uske hoth Kaveri ke chut ke juice se tar the. Usne muskurate hue bola, “Abhi toh sirf taste kiya hai beti… ab asli chudai shuru karte hain.”

CM Rudra Reddy ne apna muh thoda sa upar kiya. Uski hoth aur jeebh Kaveri ki chut ke juice se chamak rahe the. Usne jeebh bahar nikaali aur ek lambi si lick di – pura chut ke lips se clit tak. “Mmm… bahut tasty ras aa raha hai beti… teri chut ab bilkul geeli ho chuki hai. Ab main isko drink karunga… pura ka pura.”

Kaveri ki saansen tez ho chuki thi. Uski taange Rudra ki god mein kaanp rahi thi. “Uncle… please… bahut ho gaya… meri chut jal rahi hai… aaaahhh…” Lekin Rudra ne uski gaand ko dono haathon se aur zor se pakad liya aur usko apne muh par tight daba diya. Ab woh poori tarah se uski chut ko drink kar raha tha – jeebh andar ghusakar chut ke andar ka saara ras chus raha tha, hothon se lips ko pakad kar zor-zor se suck kar raha tha jaise koi juicy fruit ho.

Puch… puch… puch… wet sucking ki awaazen car ke andar goonj rahi thi. Rudra ki jeebh tez- tez andar-bahar ho rahi thi, har baar chut ke andar se fresh juice nikal kar uske muh mein ja raha tha. Woh swallow kar raha tha – loud gulping sounds ke saath. “Gulp… mmm… bahut sweet hai teri chut ka pani beti… pehle wali chudai ke baad bhi itna fresh… main pura drink kar raha hoon… le… aur nikal… apna ras de mujhe.”

Kaveri ki body ek current se kaanp gayi. Uski chut ke muscles contract kar rahe the. “Aaaahhhh… uncle… bahut zor se… meri chut… aaaahhh… nikal raha hai…” Uske aansu beh rahe the, lekin saath hi ek ajab si garmi neeche se upar tak fail rahi thi. Uski chut se ek tez dhaar nikli – clear aur thick juice Rudra ke muh mein bhar gaya. Rudra ne muh nahi hataya. Usne pura ras drink kar liya – jeebh se andar tak ghuma kar saaf kiya, hothon se chus kar last drop tak piya. Uska muh aur chin ab bilkul tar the, Kaveri ke chut ke ras se chamak rahe the.

“Bahut achha beti… teri pussy drink karne ka maza alag hi hai… ab teri gaand ka number hai.” Rudra ne muskurate hue bola. Usne Kaveri ko thoda sa upar uthaya aur usko god mein ghuma diya taaki ab uski gaand seedhe uske muh ke saamne ho. Kaveri ki juicy gaand ab bilkul nangi thi – pink aur tight hole, pehle wali chudai ke baad bhi abhi bhi sensitive.

Rudra ne dono haathon se Kaveri ki gaand ke cheeks ko faila diya. Uski tight pink ass hole saaf dikhai de raha tha. Usne pehle ek lambi si jeebh lick di – gaand ke hole se lekar upar tak. “Mmm… yeh toh aur tasty hai… bilkul clean aur tight.”

“Aaaahhhh… uncle… nahi… wahan mat… meri gaand… sharm aa rahi hai…” Kaveri ki cheekh nikal gayi. Uski body ek zor se kaanp gayi. Lekin Rudra ne koi sunai nahi di. Usne apni jeebh ko point kiya aur seedhe ass hole par laga diya. Pehle dheere-dheere circle banate hue lick kiya, phir jeebh ko andar thoda sa push kiya – wet aur warm.


Rudra ab poori tarah se Kaveri ki gaand eat kar raha tha. Jebhh andar-bahar, hothon se hole ko chus raha tha, daanton se halke se bite kar raha tha. “Mmm… teri gaand ka taste bilkul alag hai beti… juicy aur tight… main ise bhi drink kar raha hoon… pura ka pura.” Uski jeebh tez ho chuki thi – deep rimming, noisy licking, sucking sounds car ke sannate mein goonj rahe the. Har lick ke saath Kaveri ki gaand thodi si khul rahi thi aur Rudra uske andar tak taste kar raha tha.

Kaveri dono haathon se car ki seat ko pakde hue thi. Uski aankhein band thi, muh khula tha, laar tapak rahi thi. “Aaaahhh… uncle… bahut gandi feeling ho rahi hai… meri gaand… aaaahhh… please nikaalo jeebh…” Lekin uski body phir se betray kar rahi thi. Gaand ke andar se ek naya si sensation fail rahi thi – dard ke saath maza bhi. Uski chut abhi bhi leak kar rahi thi, juice uski thighs par beh raha tha.

Rudra ne ek haath se Kaveri ki chut ko bhi rub karna shuru kar diya jabki dusra haath gaand ko failaye hue tha. Uski jeebh ab full speed mein ass hole ke andar ghum rahi thi – wet, deep, hungry eating. “Le beti… teri gaand bhi ab meri ho gayi… main ise bhi chus raha hoon… mmm… bahut tight aur tasty… teri virginity wali gaand ab poori tarah meri hai.”

Jungle ke bahar subah ki hawa chal rahi thi, ped ki pattiyan hil rahi thi. Car ke andar sirf Kaveri ki halki roti cheekhein aur Rudra ki wet ass eating ki noisy awaazen thi. Kaveri ab sirf ro rahi thi – sharm, dar aur forced pleasure ka milan uske andar toofan macha raha tha. *Yeh kyun… maa soch rahi hogi main college mein hoon… aur main yahan… uncle ki god mein… meri chut drink karwane ke baad ab meri gaand bhi chuswa rahi hoon… Pushpa uncle ko kuch nahi pata…*

Rudra ne apna muh thoda sa hataya, uske hoth ab bhi tar the. Usne Kaveri ki gaand par ek zor ka kiss kiya aur muskurate hue bola, “Ab asli maza shuru hota hai beti… teri dono holes ko ready kar diya hai maine.”