Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

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Raat ke 11:30 baj chuke the. Haveli mein sab jagah sannata fail gaya tha. Pushpa uncle apne bedroom mein Srivalli ke saath so chuke the. Maa aur chachi bhi apne rooms mein the. Sirf corridor ki ek halki si bulb jal rahi thi. Kaveri apne room ke darwaze ko dheere se band kiya, lock laga diya aur light off kar di. Room mein sirf chandni ki thodi si roshni window se aa rahi thi.


Woh bed par let gayi. Kapde abhi bhi college wale hi the – simple kurti aur jeans. Uski body thak kar larz rahi thi. Jaise hi usne aankhein band ki, aaj ka pura din uske dimag mein ek film ki tarah chal gaya.



Pehla scene: college back gate par black SUV rukti hui. Uski umeed Jolly bhaiya ki thi… lekin darwaza khula aur CM Rudra uncle bahar nikle the. Uski saans ruk gayi thi us waqt.

Phir car mein… uski god mein baithna… uski kurti ke buttons khulte hue… uske mamme bahar nikal kar unke muh mein… “Mmm… bahut tasty hai teri skin beti…”

Kaveri ne apne hothon ko kaat liya. Uski ungliyan bed sheet ko zor se pakad rahi thi. Lekin flashbacks ruk nahi rahe the.

Rudra uncle ki jeebh uski chut par… zor-zor se chusna… “Pura drink kar raha hoon teri chut ka ras…” Uski gaand failakar jeebh andar tak ghusedna… deep rimming… wet licking ki awaazen… “Teri gaand ka taste alag hi hai beti…”

Uski chut abhi bhi halki si jal rahi thi. Woh apne aap ko rok nahi paayi. Haath neeche chala gaya aur kurti ke upar se apni chut par halka sa pressure diya. “Aaaahhh…” ek halki si saans nikal gayi. Dard tha… lekin saath hi ek ajab si garmi bhi.

Phir blowjob ka scene… Rudra uncle ka mota lund uske muh mein… gale tak… laar aur cum ka mix tapak raha tha… “Chus beti… pura swallow kar…”

Aur sabse bada… god mein baithkar heavy chudai.

Kaveri ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uski saansen tez ho chuki thi. Woh soch rahi thi – us waqt woh Rudra uncle ki god mein bilkul nangi baithi thi… uski gaand unki thighs par zor-zor se gir rahi thi… “Puch… puch… puch…” ki tez awaazen… unka lund uski chut mein poora andar-bahar… cervix tak takrata hua… “Aise hi god mein baithke chud beti… teri tight chut ab meri hai…”

Uski chut ab geeli hone lagi thi. Haath neeche slide ho gaya. Panties ke upar se usne apni clit ko halke se ragadna shuru kar diya. “Uncle… bahut zor se chod rahe the… meri chut phat gayi thi… lekin phir bhi… main cheekh rahi thi…” Aansu uski aankhon se behne lage.



Woh zor se ro padi. “Kyun… kyun main yeh sab hone de rahi hoon? Main Pushpa uncle ki bhanji hoon… maa mujhe itna pyar karti hai… aur main… main unke dushman ki god mein baithkar apni chut chudwa rahi thi? Woh creampie… abhi bhi meri chut ke andar thoda sa baaki hai… main washroom mein kitni baar saaf ki… phir bhi…”

Uski ungliyan ab andar slip ho gayi thi. Woh apni chut ko halke-halke rub kar rahi thi, lekin rona nahi ruk raha tha. “We will meet again soon… unka yeh sentence… mujhe dar lag raha hai… agle baar kya karenge? Jolly bhaiya bhi saath honge? Ya dono mil kar mujhe aur bhabhi ko saath mein…”

Flashback mein Rudra uncle ka final dhakka… uske lund ka phadakna… garam cum ki dhaar uski chut ke andar bharna… “Le beti… pura maal teri chut mein… god mein baithkar hi le…”

Kaveri ki body ek current se kaanp gayi. Uski ungliyan tez ho chuki thi. Woh apne aap ko ragad rahi thi, ro rahi thi, cheekh rahi thi – lekin bahut dheemi awaaz mein taaki koi na sun le. “Aaaahhh… uncle… bahut dard hua tha… lekin… lekin meri chut kyun geeli ho rahi thi? Main kya ho gayi hoon? Pehle virgin thi… ab… ab har baar unka lund yaad aate hi…”



Ek chhoti si climax aa gaya. Uski chut se thoda sa juice nikal aaya. Woh thar-thar kaanp rahi thi. Aansu non-stop beh rahe the.

Woh bed par let gayi, haath muh par rakh kar. “Main kya kar rahi hoon? Pushpa uncle ghar par theek hain… empire wapas bana rahe hain… aur main… main unki bhanji hoon jo unke dushman ke lund ke neeche cheekh rahi thi. Agar maa ko pata chal gaya… agar bhabhi ko pata chal gaya… toh kya hoga?”

Bahut der tak woh roti rahi. Phir thak kar so gayi. Sapne mein bhi wohi god… wohi heavy dhakke… Rudra uncle ka muskurata chehra… “We will meet again soon…”

Subah hone wali thi. Kaveri jaanti thi – yeh raat sirf ek break thi. Agla message jaldi hi aayega.

Kuch din aur guzar gaye the. Haveli mein zindagi bilkul normal chal rahi thi – jaise koi toofan kabhi aaya hi nahi tha. Subah Pushpa uncle garden mein baith kar apne purane sandalwood business ke plans bana rahe the, unki awaaz mein ab purani taakat wapas aa chuki thi. “Rani, ab hum phir se empire ko khada karenge. Tumhari madad ke bina main kuch nahi kar paata,” woh har subah Srivalli se kehte aur uska haath pakad lete. Srivalli muskurati, unke liye chai banati, unke kapde ready karti – perfect pativrata patni. Uske stitches ab poori tarah heal ho chuke the, lekin kabhi-kabhi jab woh jhukti ya tez chalti, tab bhi ek halki si yaad aa jaati thi… Dave ke villa ki raatein, gangbang, woh double chudai… lekin woh sab chhupa leti. Bahar se woh sukoon bhari lagti thi.

Kaveri bhi college jaati, ghar aati, maa ke saath kitchen mein madad karti. Uski walk ab normal thi, chehra pe muskaan thi, lekin andar se woh har raat toot rahi thi. Rudra uncle ka “we will meet again soon” uske dimag mein ghumta rehta tha. Har subah uth kar woh apni chut ko mirror mein dekhti – thoda sa swelling abhi bhi tha, creampie ki yaad abhi bhi andar jalati thi. Lekin family ke saamne woh bilkul normal thi.

Us din shaam hone wali thi. Dinner ke baad sab log drawing room mein baith kar baatein kar rahe the. Pushpa uncle ne thak kar jaldi so jaane ka plan banaya. Maa aur chachi bhi apne rooms mein chali gayi. Sirf Srivalli aur Kaveri terrace par chai le kar baith gayi thi. Yeh unka chhota sa routine ban gaya tha – dono behenein terrace par baith kar halki baatein karti thi. Aaj bhi terrace par thandi hawa chal rahi thi, chandni ki roshni faili hui thi, aur door se haveli ke lights chamak rahe the.

Srivalli ne apni chai ki cup table par rakha aur Kaveri ki taraf dekha. Kaveri chup-chaap baithi thi, aankhein neeche, chai ko haathon mein pakde hue. Uski ungliyan cup ko itni zor se pakad rahi thi jaise woh toot jayega.

“Beta Kaveri… tu theek toh hai na?” Srivalli ne dheere se poocha, uski awaaz mein pyar aur chinta dono thi. “Aaj kal tu bahut thaki hui lag rahi hai. College mein kya ho raha hai? Assignments ka pressure hai kya?”

Kaveri ne jaldi se muskurane ki koshish ki. “Nahi bhabhi… sab theek hai. Bas… thoda zyada classes hain. Assignment bhi bahut hain.” Uski awaaz normal thi, lekin aankhein neeche thi. Uski chut abhi bhi halki si jal rahi thi – Rudra uncle ke heavy god-mein-baithke dhakkon ki yaad har baar chair par baithne par taaza ho jaati thi.

Srivalli ne uske kandhe par haath rakh diya. “Beta, mujhe jhooth mat bol. Main teri bhabhi hoon na? Teri aankhon mein kuch chhupa hua hai. Tu ro rahi hai kya raat ko? Main ne dekha hai… subah uth kar teri aankhein laal rehti hain.”

Kaveri ki aankhein bhar aayi. Usne jaldi se aansu ponchhne ki koshish ki, lekin ek boond nikal hi gayi. “Bhabhi… main… main theek hoon sach mein. Bas… college ka stress hai. Pushpa uncle theek ho gaye hain na? Unke liye sab theek hai… bas main thodi thak jaati hoon.”

Srivalli ne usko apne se chipka liya. Uski apni aankhein bhi nam ho gayi thi. Usne apne past ki yaadein rokne ki koshish ki – Dave ke villa, Jolly ke blackmail, woh stitches wali surgery, woh raatein jab woh Pushpa ke paas leti thi lekin andar se Dave ke lund ki yaad aa rahi hoti thi. “Beta… main jaanti hoon zindagi mein kabhi-kabhi aise din aate hain jab sab kuch theek lagta hai bahar se, lekin andar se toofan chal raha hota hai. Main bhi… main bhi kabhi-kabhi aisa feel karti hoon.”




Kaveri ne Srivalli ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhein badi ho gayi. “Bhabhi… aap? Aap toh hamesha itni strong ho… Pushpa uncle ke liye itna sab kiya… ministers se madad maangi… aapko kya problem ho sakti hai?”

Srivalli ne halki si muskaan di, lekin uski aankhein door ki taraf dekh rahi thi. “Beta, har insaan ke andar kuch chhupa hota hai. Main bhi kabhi-kabhi sochti hoon ki maine jo kiya… woh sirf Pushpa ji ke liye tha… lekin kabhi-kabhi lagta hai jaise meri body aur dimag dono alag ho gaye hain. Tu bhi aisa feel kar rahi hai kya? Koi baat hai jo tu mujhe bata nahi paa rahi?”

Kaveri ke aansu ab ruk nahi rahe the. Woh Srivalli ke kandhe par sir rakh kar ro padi – halke-halke sobs. “Bhabhi… main… main dar rahi hoon. College… aur… aur kuch log… mujhe lagta hai jaise sab kuch control se bahar ho raha hai. Main maa ko bata nahi sakti… Pushpa uncle ko toh bilkul nahi… woh itne khush hain ab… main unko dukh nahi dena chahti.”

Srivalli ne uske baal sehlaaye. Uski apni chut mein ek halki si current daud gayi – purani yaadon ki. “Beta… jo bhi hai, tu akeli nahi hai. Main hoon na tere saath. Agar kabhi mann kare toh mujhe bata dena. Hum dono behenein hain… hum ek dusre ka bojh baant sakte hain. Bas yaad rakh – bahar se jo bhi ho, andar se hum strong rahenge. Pushpa uncle ke liye… family ke liye.”

Dono bahenein terrace par chipak kar baithi rahi. Hawa thandi thi, chandni unke chehron par pad rahi thi. Kaveri ro rahi thi, Srivalli usko sehla rahi thi. Dono ke andar alag-alag toofan the – Srivalli ko apne past ki yaad aa rahi thi, Kaveri ko Rudra uncle ki god aur heavy chudai ki. Lekin dono ne apna sach chhupa liya. Sirf ek chhoti si sisterly connection ban gayi thi – dono jaanti thi ki kuch galat ho raha hai, lekin dono hi chhupa rahi thi.

Bahut der baad Kaveri ne apne aansu ponchhe aur muskurane ki koshish ki. “Thank you bhabhi… aap hain isliye main strong feel karti hoon.” Srivalli ne uske sar par kiss kiya. “Hamesha mere paas aa jaana beta.”

Dono neeche aa gayi. Ghar mein sab so chuke the. Bahar se sab kuch normal tha – pyar, family, sukoon.

Lekin terrace par chhupi hui woh baat dono ke dil mein bas gayi thi. Agla toofan kab aayega… dono jaanti thi… lekin abhi sirf chhupa rahi thi.

Agla din subah se hi haveli mein normal si hawa thi. Pushpa Raj garden mein baith kar apne purane contacts se baat kar raha tha, empire ko wapas khada karne ke plans bana raha tha. Uski awaaz mein ab purani taakat wapas aa chuki thi. Srivalli kitchen mein uske liye nashta bana rahi thi, perfect pativrata patni ban kar. Kaveri apne room mein thi, raat ki guilt se abhi bhi thodi si tooti hui, lekin bahar se normal acting kar rahi thi. Sab kuch sukoon bhara lag raha tha.

Tabhi darwaza khula. Jolly Reddy andar aaya – designer shirt aur jeans mein, chehre par wohi confident smile jo pehle Srivalli ko pagal kar deta tha. Haath mein mithai ka packet aur fruits. “Arre Pushpa bhaiya! Kya haal hai aaj? Main toh soch raha tha aapko milne aaoon. CM uncle ne bhi poocha tha aapke baare mein.” Usne Pushpa ke paas jaakar gale lagaya, bilkul good faith wali acting – jaise woh sirf ek pyara dost ho jo family ki madad karne aaya ho.

Pushpa ne khushi se usko baithne ko kaha. “Jolly bhai… tu ne bahut madad ki hai. Jail se nikalne ke baad pehli baar itna sukoon feel ho raha hai. Tu aur CM uncle… dono ne mera itna khayal rakha.” Dono baith kar baatein karne lage – empire ke plans, politics, business deals. Jolly ne Pushpa ko assure kiya ki ab sab theek ho jayega, woh personally help karega.

Srivalli kitchen se chai ka tray lekar aayi. Uski walk normal thi, chehra calm, lekin andar se ek tez gussa ubal raha tha. Jolly ko dekh kar uski aankhein ek pal ke liye tez ho gayi. Woh tray ko table par rakh kar Pushpa ko chai di aur muskurate hue boli, “Ji Pushpa ji… aapki favourite adrak wali.” Jolly ki taraf usne bilkul nazar nahi daali. Tray mein Jolly ke liye bhi cup tha, lekin usne usko ignore kar diya jaise woh wahan ho hi nahi.

Jolly ne muskurate hue kaha, “Srivalli bhabhi… aapki chai ki yaad bahut aati thi. Aaj bhi aapne itna pyar se banaya hoga.” Usne Pushpa ke taraf se nazar hata kar Srivalli ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein woh purana possessive look tha – jaise woh kehta ho “tu meri hai, ab bhi”.

Srivalli ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne sirf Pushpa ke liye biscuit plate adjust kiya aur khadi ho gayi. Jolly ne phir try kiya – jab Pushpa phone par kisi se baat karne laga, Jolly ne dheere se bola, “Bhabhi… thoda time milega? Kuch important baat hai.” Srivalli ne uski taraf dekha bhi nahi. Uski awaaz thandi aur sharp thi, “Koi baat nahi hai Jolly. Sab kuch theek hai.” Usne pallu theek kiya aur kitchen ki taraf chali gayi, bina ek baar bhi uski taraf mud kar dekhe.




Jolly ka chehra thoda sa laal ho gaya. Pushpa ki taraf se woh phir se normal ban gaya, hasne laga, baatein karne laga. Lekin andar se uska dimag ghus raha tha. *Yeh randi… pehle meri god mein baith kar cheekh rahi thi… mujhe pyar karti thi… maine usko bachaya tha… aur ab ignore kar rahi hai? Dave ke lund ne itna bada ghamand de diya kya?*

Shaam hone tak Jolly baitha raha. Pushpa ke saath full good faith wali baatein ki – empire ke liye help, CM uncle ka support. Jab woh utha toh Srivalli ko bhi thanks kiya, lekin Srivalli ne sirf sir hila diya aur door ki taraf dekh liya. Jolly ne last try kiya – darwaze par jaate hue dheere se bola, “Bhabhi… raat ko call karunga. Important hai.” Srivalli ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne bas Pushpa ke paas jaakar uske kandhe par haath rakh diya jaise Jolly wahan ho hi nahi.

Jolly ghar chala gaya. Uska mood kharab tha. Raat ko 10:30 baje usne Srivalli ko call kiya. Phone bajta raha… Srivalli ne screen dekha, Jolly ka naam tha. Usne call cut kar diya bina uthaye. Phir message aaya:

“Saali… kya ho gaya hai tujhe? Aaj ignore kar rahi thi? Pehle meri god mein baith kar ‘Jolly bhaiya aur zor se’ chillati thi… ab gussa? Dave ke baad itna bada ban gayi hai kya? Call utha warna Pushpa ko kuch bhej dunga.”

Srivalli ne message padha. Uski aankhein laal ho gayi. Usne message dekha, screen par aankhein tikayi rahi, lekin reply nahi kiya. Phone side mein rakh diya aur Pushpa ke paas let gayi, uske sar par haath pherte hue. Pushpa neend mein tha. Srivalli ne andar hi andar socha, *Tumne mujhe Dave ke haathon becha tha… pyar ka natak kiya tha… ab gussa aa raha hai? Main ab tumhari nahi hoon Jolly. Tumne khud mera pyar tod diya.*

Jolly dusri taraf phone haath mein pakde baitha tha. Koi reply nahi aaya. Uska chehra laal ho chuka tha. Gussa ubal raha tha. *Yeh randi… mujhe ignore kar rahi hai? Main ne usko pehli baar choda tha… usko bachaya tha… uske liye itna risk liya… aur ab yeh attitude? Dave ne uski chut stitches kar di thi, phir bhi woh uske liye tarap rahi thi… aur main? Main sirf uska blackmailer ban gaya? Nahin… yeh nahi hone dunga. Kal tak reply nahi aaya toh main khud aaunga… aur usko yaad dilunga ki woh abhi bhi meri hai.*

Uski ungliyan phone par tez ho gayi. Usne ek aur message type kiya lekin delete kar diya. Gussa andar hi andar jal raha tha. Woh jaanta tha – Srivalli ka yeh thanda gussa uske liye naya challenge tha. Pehle woh uske pyar mein thi, ab gusse mein thi. Lekin Jolly Reddy ko yeh pasand nahi tha. Woh control mein rehna chahta tha.

Haveli mein Srivalli Pushpa ke paas leti rahi. Usne message dekha tha, lekin reply nahi kiya. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. *Tumne sab kuch kharab kar diya Jolly… ab main sirf Pushpa ji ki hoon. Tumhara gussa… tumhara pyar… sab kuch mujhe ab farak nahi padta.*



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Raat gehri ho chuki thi. Bahar se sab kuch normal tha… lekin dono taraf se ek naya toofan shuru hone wala tha.

Raat ke 1:15 baj chuke the. Jolly Reddy apne villa ke bedroom mein bed par let gaya tha, lekin neend usse door thi. Uska phone haath mein tha, Srivalli ka last seen 11:47 PM ka dikha raha tha. Usne message padhe the – dono, lekin koi reply nahi. Screen par sirf “seen” likha tha. Jolly ka chehra laal ho chuka tha, lekin ab gussa dheere-dheere thanda pad raha tha aur uski jagah ek sakht, calculated plan ban raha tha.

Woh uth kar baith gaya, cigarette sulgai aur balcony par khada ho gaya. Jungle ki hawa uske chehre par pad rahi thi. Dimag mein sirf ek hi chehra ghum raha tha – Srivalli. Uski badi-badi aankhein, woh curvy body, woh tight chut jo pehle uske lund ke liye tarapti thi.

*Saali randi… pehle meri god mein baith kar ‘Jolly bhaiya aur zor se chodo’ chillati thi. Main ne usko bachaya tha jab woh toot rahi thi. Uske liye main ne risk liya tha. Phir Dave ke deal ke liye usko de diya… uske stitches wale chut ko un logon ne faad diya… aur ab yeh attitude? Ignore? Gussa? Jaise main uska blackmailer hi hoon, pyar karne wala nahi.*

Jolly ne cigarette ke kash liye aur muskuraya – ek dark, dangerous smile. Ab usko samajh aa gaya tha. Srivalli ab sirf gusse mein nahi thi… woh usse door ja rahi thi. Pushpa wapas ghar aa gaya tha, empire wapas ban raha tha. Agar woh ab control nahi kiya toh Srivalli phir se uski pativrata rani ban jayegi. Aur yeh Jolly ko bilkul pasand nahi tha.




*Nahin… main usko phir se apni pawn banaunga. Willingly. Uske mann se. Uske body se. Uske chut se. Kal tak usko yaad dilana hoga ki woh abhi bhi meri hai. Dave ne usko temporary liya tha… lekin main usko permanently apna banaunga. Uski beauty… uski curvy body… uska pativrata image… yeh sab business ke liye perfect hai. Naye projects mein investors ko impress karne ke liye, Pushpa ko control mein rakhne ke liye, aur sabse badi baat – usko phir se addict karne ke liye. Ek baar phir uski chut mein apna lund daal kar usko yaad dilana hoga ki uska asli maza kahan hai.*

Jolly ne phone uthaya. Uski ungliyan tez the. Usne message type kiya – short, commanding, no choice wala.

“Tomorrow near mandir. Main wait kar raha hoonga. 11 baje. Akeli aana. Kisi ko kuch mat bolna. Warna Pushpa ko woh purana video bhej dunga jismein tu khud chillati thi.”

Message bhej diya. Screen par “delivered” likha aaya. Jolly ne phone side mein rakh diya aur balcony par khade-khade socha.

*Kal mandir ke peeche wale secluded area mein le jaunga usko. Pehle thoda pyar ka natak… phir usko yaad dilunga ki usne mujhe pyar kiya tha. Phir uski chut mein apna lund daal kar usko phir se tod dunga. Willingly. Uske mann se. Uske body se. Uske aansuon se. Dave ne usko temporary fuck kiya tha… main usko permanent slave banaunga. Aur is baar koi stitches nahi… sirf uski cheekhein aur meri god mein baithkar uski gaand hilti hui.*

Uski aankhon mein ek naya hunger jag gaya tha. Srivalli ki ignoring ne usko aur zyada possessive bana diya tha. Ab woh sirf usko chodna nahi chahta tha… usko apna banana chahta tha – willingly, addicted, apni personal pawn jo Pushpa ke empire ko control karne mein madad karegi.

Haveli mein Srivalli abhi bhi Pushpa ke paas leti hui thi. Usne message dekha tha. Screen par Jolly ka naam aur woh line – “Tomorrow near mandir…” Uski aankhein tez ho gayi. Usne phone ko side mein rakh diya bina reply kiye. Pushpa so raha tha, uska haath uske pet par tha. Srivalli ne andar hi andar socha, *Kal mandir? Tu ab bhi soch raha hai ki main teri hoon? Nahin Jolly… ab main sirf Pushpa ji ki hoon. Tu jo bhi karega… main ignore karungi.*

Lekin dono taraf se ek naya chapter shuru hone wala tha. Jolly ka plan ready tha. Srivalli ka gussa bhi. Aur mandir ke peeche wala secluded spot… kal subah 11 baje sab kuch badalne wala tha.