Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

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Jolly ne Srivalli ke saree ki petticoat ki naada ko ek jhatke se khol diya. Petticoat neeche sark gayi. Ab Srivalli ki nangi chut bilkul saamne thi – pink lips abhi bhi thodi si dry thi, Rudra aur Dave ke dinon ke baad bhi abhi sensitive thi, lekin gusse aur dard ke karan bilkul tight aur band thi.


Srivalli ne apni taange zor se kas kar band kar li. “Jolly… chhodo… muze jana hai… main nahi chahti yeh sab… please…” Uski awaaz ab roti hui thi, lekin gussa abhi bhi zinda tha.



Jolly ne uski taange dono haathon se pakad kar zor se faila di. “Chup kar randi. Teri chut abhi bhi dry hai? Main isko geela kar deta hoon.” Usne apna muh neeche kiya aur zor se thuk diya – ek mota, garam thook seedhe Srivalli ki chut par gira. Thook chut ke lips par fail gaya, thoda sa andar tak chala gaya.

Srivalli ne taange aur zor se dabane ki koshish ki, “Aaaahhh… mat karo… gandi feeling ho rahi hai…” lekin Jolly ne uski taange aur kas kar faila di aur apna zip khol diya. Uska mota, laal, veiny lund bahar nikal aaya – pehle se hi sakht aur tadap raha tha.

Srivalli ne dekhte hi phir se tadapna shuru kar diya. “Jolly… chhodo… muze jana hai… please… main Pushpa ji ke paas jaana chahti hoon… aaaahhh… mat daalo…”

Jolly ne apna lund pakad kar Srivalli ki chut ke entrance par laga diya. Ab thoda sa thook ki wajah se chut ki walls thodi wet ho chuki thi. Usne lund ko halke se ragadna shuru kiya – upar-neeche, clit par pressure dete hue.

“Aaaahhh… nahi… bahut dard hoga… chhodo…” Srivalli ki awaaz mein dard aur gussa dono tha.

Jolly ne ek haath se uske dono haath upar pin kar diye aur dusre haath se uski kamar ko niche daba kar rakha. Ab Srivalli bilkul trapped thi – uski curvy body car ki seat par dab rahi thi, bade boobs upar-neeche ho rahe the, saree upar uthi hui.

Jolly ne apna lund chut ke tight entrance par rakha aur dheere se push kiya.




“AAAHHHHHHHH…!” Srivalli ki painful cheekh car ke andar goonj gayi. Jolly ka mota lund uski tight, abhi bhi thodi dry chut mein andar ghusa tha. Chut ke walls zor se stretch ho rahe the, dard ki tez current poori body mein daud gayi. “Jolly… bahut dard ho raha hai… nikaalo… please… meri chut phat rahi hai… aaaahhh!”

Jolly ne rukne ki jagah slow, deep push continue kiya. Inch by inch uska lund andar ja raha tha. Usko Srivalli ki tight chut ki garmi ka ehsas ho raha tha – bilkul garam, tight, jaise pehli baar chud rahi ho. “Mmm… teri chut abhi bhi itni tight hai Srivalli… bahut garmi hai andar… dheere-dheere geeli ho rahi hai… dekho…”

Srivalli ne zor se tadapna shuru kar diya. Uski taange kaanp rahi thi, aankhein aansuon se bhari hui, muh se painful moans nikal rahi thi. “Aaaahhh… bahut dard… slow… please slow… meri chut jal rahi hai… aaaahhh… nikaalo… muze jana hai…”

Lekin Jolly ne nahi suni. Usne usko aur niche daba kar rakha aur ek aur slow push diya. Ab lund ka aadha hissa andar tha. Chut ke tight walls lund ko zor se jakad rahe the. Jolly ko ehsaas ho raha tha ki Srivalli ki chut dheere-dheere geeli hone lagi thi – thook aur uski apni chut ki natural juice mil kar chikna bana rahi thi.

“Dekh… teri chut ab geeli ho rahi hai… tu chahe jitna gussa dikha le… teri body toh mujhe jaanti hai,” Jolly ne dheere se bola, lekin uski awaaz mein hunger tha.



Srivalli ne haathon se uske chest ko dhakelne ki koshish ki, lekin uske haath upar pin the. Uski painful moans ab continuous thi – “Aaaahhh… aaaahhh… bahut deep ja raha hai… meri chut phat jayegi… Jolly… chhodo… muze jana hai… aaaahhh!”

Jolly ne ab chidna shuru kar diya. Usne lund ko thoda sa bahar nikala aur phir dheere se andar dhakel diya – slow, teasing pushes. Har push ke saath Srivalli ki chut aur geeli hoti ja rahi thi, lekin dard abhi bhi tez tha. “Bata… ab bhi gussa hai? Ya ab feel ho raha hai ki teri chut mujhe chahti hai? Pehle tu khud maangti thi… ab bhi maangegi…”

Srivalli sirf ro rahi thi aur moan kar rahi thi. Uski badi gaand seat par dab rahi thi, boobs upar-neeche hil rahe the. Jolly ne ek haath se uske ek boob ko pakad kar masalna shuru kar diya jabki dusre haath se usko niche daba kar rakha tha.

Slow pushes abhi bhi chal rahe the – lund inch by inch andar-bahar, chut ki walls ko stretch karte hue, garmi aur geelapan badhate hue. Srivalli ki painful moans ab dheere-dheere mix ho rahi thi ek ajab si sensation ke saath.

Jolly jaanta tha – abhi gussa hai, lekin uski tight chut ab geeli hone lagi thi. Woh dheere-dheere usko apna banana chahta tha… chahe kitna bhi time lage.

Car ke bahar jungle ka sannata tha. Andar sirf Srivalli ki painful moans, Jolly ke slow thrusting ki wet sounds aur uska heavy saans chal raha tha.

Jolly ne ab control kho diya tha. Usne Srivalli ki kamar ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur tez- tez dhakke maarne shuru kar diye. Uska mota lund ab bilkul full speed mein uski chut mein andar-bahar ho raha tha – zor-zor se, balls tak takrata hua, har dhakke mein uski tight walls ko phaadta hua.

“AAAHHHH… Jolly… bahut tez… aaaahhh… mat itna zor se…” Srivalli ki cheekh nikal gayi. Lekin uski chut ab geeli ho chuki thi. Thook aur uski apni chut ka ras mil kar lund ko chikna bana raha tha. Har tez thrust ke saath ek wet ‘puch puch puch’ awaaz car ke andar goonj rahi thi.

Jolly ka purana lund uski chut mein phir se ghus raha tha – wohi familiar thickness, wohi veiny feel jo pehle usko pagal kar deta tha. Srivalli ki body betray kar rahi thi. Uski chut ke andar se ek purani si garmi phir se jag gayi thi. “Aaaahhh… yeh… yeh purana feel… aaaahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai…” Uski aankhein band ho gayi, muh khula tha, lekin uske hoth se ab sirf moans nikal rahe the. Maja aane laga tha. Uski gaand seat par zor-zor se hil rahi thi, boobs upar-neeche tez tez ho rahe the.

Lekin uska dimag abhi bhi gusse se jal raha tha. *Yeh harami… mujhe chod raha hai jaise main uski randi hoon… pehle Dave ko de diya, ab phir se… lekin… lekin yeh feel… yeh purana maza… kyun aa raha hai?*

Jolly aur tez ho gaya tha. “Le randi… ab teri chut geeli ho gayi hai… pehle bhi aise hi cheekhti thi… ab bhi cheekh… le aur zor se!” Uske dhakke aur heavy ho gaye the.

Srivalli ki chut ab poori tarah geeli aur chikni ho chuki thi. Uski body apne aap Jolly ke dhakkon ke saath move kar rahi thi. Lekin gussa abhi bhi zinda tha. Ek zor ka current aaya aur usne dono haathon se Jolly ko zor se peeche dhakel diya.

“Saala harami… ab main tujhe chodungi!” Srivalli ne gusse mein chillaya. Usne Jolly ko seat par dhakel diya aur khud uske upar chadh gayi. Ab woh uske lap par baith gayi thi – god mein baithkar, uski nangi chut Jolly ke moti lund par bilkul upar thi. Saree upar uthi hui thi, pallu neeche gira hua tha, dono bade boobs bahar the aur hil rahe the.

Jolly shocked reh gaya lekin uske chehre par ek dark smile aa gaya. “Haan… aa ja meri rani… ab tu hi chod mujhe…”

Srivalli ne gusse se uske chest par haath rakh kar usko aur niche daba diya. Uski aankhein laal thi, chehra paseene se tar. “Tumhe mujhe chidna tha na? Ab main tujhe chodti hun! Tu samajh nahi paa raha tha ki main ab teri nahi hoon? Pehle pyar ka natak, phir Dave ko de diya, ab phir se yahan bula kar chodna chahta tha? Ab dekh… main tujhe chodungi… aur tu bas le!”



Usne apni taange failayi aur khud neeche baith gayi. Jolly ka mota lund ek hi jhatke mein uski geeli chut mein poora andar ghusa. “AAAHHHH…!” Srivalli ki cheekh nikal gayi, lekin ab usmein dard ke saath masti bhi thi. Woh upar-neeche hone lagi – tez, zor-zor se, full masti mein. Uski badi gaand Jolly ki thighs par zor-zor se gir rahi thi – puch… puch… puch… puch… ki tez awaaz car ko bhar rahi thi.

“Le… le harami… ab teri randi banungi main? Nahin! Main tujhe chodungi… jaise tu mujhe chodta tha!” Srivalli gusse mein chillayi. Uski gaand upar uthati, phir zor se neeche girati, lund ko poora andar le leti. Har baar lund uske cervix tak takrata, chut ke andar se geela ras nikal kar lund par chamak raha tha.

Jolly ko bahut maza aa raha tha. Uski aankhein band thi, haathon se Srivalli ki kamar pakad kar usko aur tez bounce karwa raha tha. “Haan… aise hi… teri chut abhi bhi itni tight aur geeli hai… chod mujhe Srivalli… apni masti mein chod…”

Lekin Srivalli ko apne andar ka maza dar bhi de raha tha. Uski wet chut se zor-zor se ‘puch puch’ awaazen nikal rahi thi, uska apna ras lund par chamak raha tha. Woh soch rahi thi – *Yeh kya ho raha hai… main gusse mein hoon… lekin… lekin yeh feel… yeh purana maza… kyun aa raha hai? Main toh Pushpa ji ki hoon… phir bhi yeh…*

Uski moans ab zor-zor se nikal rahi thi. “Aaaahhh… aaaahhh… le… le harami… ab main tujhe chod rahi hoon… tu mera lund le… aaaahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai…”

Jolly ne usko rokne ki koshish ki. Uski saansen tez ho chuki thi. “Srivalli… dheere… bahut tez kar rahi hai… ruk ja… aaaahhh… teri chut bahut tight ho rahi hai…”



Lekin Srivalli ne ek nahi suni. Usne dono haathon se Jolly ke chest par zor se daba diya aur usko seat par niche daba kar rakha. Ab woh full speed mein upar-neeche ho rahi thi – zor-zor se, gaand ko zor se hilaati hui, lund ko poora andar le kar phir bahar nikaalti hui. Uski badi boobs zor-zor se upar-neeche hil rahe the, nipples hard the.

“Chup kar… main tujhe chodungi… jaise tu mujhe chodta tha… ab tu le… le mera gussa… aaaahhh… aaaahhh… bahut maza aa raha hai… lekin main gusse mein hoon… aaaahhh!”

Uski wet chut ab poori tarah geeli aur chikni ho chuki thi. Har baar jab woh neeche girti, chut se zor se ras nikal kar Jolly ki thighs par beh raha tha. Uski moans ab bilkul wild ho chuki thi – loud, continuous, car ko bhar rahi thi.

Jolly ko maza aa raha tha, lekin usko dar bhi lag raha tha ki Srivalli itni tez ride kar rahi thi. Usne haathon se uski kamar pakad kar dheere karne ki koshish ki, lekin Srivalli ne uske haath jhatak diye aur aur zor se niche daba diya.

“Main rukungi nahi… tu ne mujhe chidna chahta tha na? Ab dekh… main tujhe chod rahi hoon… pura lund le… aaaahhh… aaaahhh… le harami… teri randi banungi main? Nahin… aaj main tujhe chodungi!”

Srivalli ab poori tarah masti aur gusse ke mix mein ride kar rahi thi – upar uthati, zor se neeche girati, gaand hilaati, boobs hilati, loud moans karti hui. Car hil rahi thi, wet sounds aur uski cheekhein jungle ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi.

Jolly ke muh se sirf “Aaaahhh… Srivalli… bahut tez… lekin… bahut maza aa raha hai…” nikal raha tha.

Srivalli abhi bhi fire thi… lekin uski wet chut ab uske control mein nahi thi.

Srivalli ab poori tarah control mein thi. Uski badi gaand Jolly ki thighs par zor-zor se gir rahi thi, uska mota lund uski geeli chut mein poora andar-bahar ho raha tha. Uski wet chut se zor-zor ki ‘puch puch puch’ awaazen nikal rahi thi, ras uske lund par chamak raha tha aur thighs par beh raha tha. Lekin ab uska gussa dheere-dheere ek alag si masti mein badal raha tha.

Uski aankhein band ho gayi. Uski saansen tez ho chuki thi. Woh neeche jhuk gayi, apne dono haathon se Jolly ke baal pakad liye aur uske muh par apna muh rakh diya. Passionate, deep kiss. Uski jeebh Jolly ki jeebh se takrati hui, uske hoth ko zor se chus rahi thi. “Mmmphhh…” dono ke muh se garam saans nikal rahi thi.

Jolly ne turant uske bade-bade boobs pakad liye. Dono haathon se zor se dabaye, masle, nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya. Srivalli ki boobs uske haathon mein soft aur juicy feel ho rahe the. Woh unko dabate hue uske muh ko aur gehra kiss kar raha tha.

Srivalli ne kiss mein hi moan kar diya, “Mmm… Jolly… yeh… yeh achha lag raha hai…” Uski awaaz ab gusse ki jagah masti bhari thi. Uski gaand ab dheere-dheere rhythm mein hilne lagi thi – upar uthati, zor se neeche girati, lund ko poora andar le leti aur phir thoda sa bahar nikaalti. Ab woh slowly enjoy kar rahi thi. Har thrust ke saath uski chut Jolly ke lund ko andar se zor se jakad rahi thi.

“Jolly… tera lund… bahut achha feel ho raha hai… pehle wala… purana maza… aaaahhh…” Srivalli ne kiss chhod kar uske kaan mein dheere se bola. Uski haath abhi bhi Jolly ke baal mein thi, unko khinch rahi thi. Uski body ab rhythm mein thi – slow, sensual, lekin zor-zor se. Uski badi gaand upar-neeche hil rahi thi, boobs Jolly ke muh ke paas aa rahe the.

Jolly ne uske ek nipple ko muh mein le liya aur zor se chusne laga. “Haan meri rani… ab tu enjoy kar rahi hai na? Teri chut ab meri lund ko pyar se jakad rahi hai… le… le aur gehra…”

Srivalli ne apni kamar ko aur tez hilana shuru kar diya. Ab woh full masti mein thi. Uski wet chut se ras nikal kar seat par gir raha tha. “Aaaahhh… Jolly… tera lund bahut mota hai… meri chut ko poora bhar deta hai… mujhe yeh feel bahut pasand hai… chod mujhe… aur zor se chod…” Uski moans ab loud aur pleasurable thi. Gussa abhi bhi tha, lekin uske saath maza bhi aa raha tha. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh galat hai, lekin uski body ab control mein nahi thi.



Uski gaand ab aur tez hilne lagi thi. Woh upar uthati, phir zor se neeche baith jaati, lund ko poora andar le leti. Har baar lund uske cervix tak takrata, uski chut ke andar se ek naya current daudta. “Aaaahhh… bahut maza aa raha hai… tera lund… mujhe bahut pasand hai… main isse chodna chahti hoon… aaaahhh… aur zor se…”

Jolly ke haath ab uski gaand par the. Woh uski gaand ko zor se pakad kar usko aur tez bounce karwa raha tha. “Le meri rani… teri chut ab bilkul geeli aur tight ho gayi hai… tu khud enjoy kar rahi hai… pehle gusse mein thi… ab dekh kaise masti mein ride kar rahi hai…”

Srivalli ab edge par thi. Uski saansen bahut tez ho chuki thi. Uski chut ke muscles lund ko zor-zor se jakad rahe the. “Jolly… main… main aa rahi hoon… aaaahhh… bahut tez aa raha hai… mat roko… aaaahhh!”

Jolly bhi edge par pahunch chuka tha. Usne Srivalli ki kamar ko pakad kar usko aur zor se neeche dhakel diya. “Le randi… mera maal bhi aa raha hai… teri chut mein bhar dunga… le pura!”

Dono ek saath pahunch gaye.

Srivalli ki chut ek zor ke current se kaanp gayi. Uski poori body thar-thar hil rahi thi. “AAAHHHH… Jolly… aa gaya… bahut zor se aa raha hai… aaaahhh!” Uski chut se zor ka squirt nikal gaya, Jolly ke lund par aur thighs par chamak raha tha.

Saath hi Jolly ka lund bhi phadakne laga. Garam-garam cum ki dhaar zor-zor se Srivalli ki chut ke andar bharne lagi. “Le… le meri rani… pura maal teri chut mein… aaaahhh… bahut zor se nikal raha hai…”

Cum itna zyada tha ki Srivalli ki chut se bahar nikal kar uski thighs par aur seat par behne laga. Dono ka mixture – Srivalli ka squirt aur Jolly ka thick cum – seat par ek bada sa wet spot bana raha tha.



Srivalli thak kar Jolly ke chest par gir gayi. Uski badi boobs uske chest se dab rahe the, uski saansen bahut tez thi. Woh zor-zor se saans le rahi thi, “Haaahhh… haaahhh… bahut… bahut maza aa gaya… lekin… yeh galat tha Jolly…”


Jolly ne uski peeth par haath pherte hue usko sehlaaya. Uski saansen bhi tez thi. “Haaahhh… haaahhh… meri rani… tu abhi bhi meri hi hai… dekh kaise khud enjoy kiya tune…”

Dono car ki seat par let gaye the – Srivalli Jolly ke chest par giri hui, uski chut abhi bhi uske lund par baithi hui, dono ke mixture se geeli. Jungle ke bahar sannata tha, andar sirf unki tez saansen aur thakaan bhari khushi thi.

Srivalli ki aankhein band thi. Uski body abhi bhi thar rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi – yeh gusse se shuru hua tha, lekin ab maza aa gaya tha. Lekin andar se guilt bhi aa raha tha.

Jolly ne uske baal sehlate hue muskuraya. Ab woh jaanta tha – Srivalli phir se uski taraf aa chuki thi.


Srivalli Jolly ke chest par leti hui thi. Uski badi-badi boobs uske seene se dab rahe the, paseene se tar. Uski saansen abhi bhi tez thi, chut abhi bhi uske lund par baithi hui thi. Dono ke mixture – uska squirt aur Jolly ka thick cum – uski thighs par aur seat par beh raha tha. Uski pink saree poori tarah upar uthi hui thi, pallu neeche gira hua tha, blouse khula hua tha. Uski body thar-thar kaanp rahi thi – masti ke baad ab guilt aur thakaan ka milan.



Jolly ne uski peeth par haath pherte hue usko aur apne se chipka liya. Uski saans abhi bhi garam thi. Usne Srivalli ke kaan ke paas muh lagaya aur dheere-dheere whisper karna shuru kiya. Uski awaaz low thi, lekin har shabd saaf aur gehra tha.

“Tu mujhpe gussa kyun hai Srivalli… bata… maine tujhe kuch nahi banaya tha… sab kuch tera pati Pushpa ne hi kiya hai.”

Srivalli ne kuch nahi kaha. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin ek aansu uski aankh se nikal kar Jolly ke chest par gir gaya. Woh chup-chaap sun rahi thi.

Jolly ne uske baal sehlate hue aur dheere bola, “Yaad hai pehli baar jab maine tujhe zabardasti choda tha? Teri video banayi thi… blackmail kiya tha. Tu uski izzat ke khatir meri taraf aayi thi. Pushpa ko kuch nahi pata tha… tu khud aa gayi thi mere paas. Main ne tujhe force nahi kiya tha uske baad… tu khud enjoy karne lagi thi. Tu khud mujhe pyar karne lagi thi.”

Ek aur aansu beh gaya. Srivalli ki saans ruk rahi thi, lekin woh bol nahi rahi thi. Sirf sun rahi thi.

“Phir yaad kar… jab woh gunde tujhe utha kar le gaye the… jungle mein… Pushpa kahan tha? Woh nahi aaya tujhe bachane. Main aaya tha. Main ne tujhe bachaya tha. Main ne risk liya tha tere liye. Tujhe ghar wapas laaya tha. Us din tu khud boli thi – ‘Jolly… tu hi mera rakshak hai.’”

Srivalli ke aansu ab ruk nahi rahe the. Woh chup-chaap leti rahi, uske hoth kaanp rahe the, lekin ek shabd bhi nahi nikla.

Jolly ne uske kaan mein aur gehra whisper kiya, “Aur jab Pushpa jail mein tha… usko nikalne ka koi rasta nahi tha. Sirf ek banda tha jo usko nikaal sakta tha – Dave. Maine tujhe usse milwaya tha. Maine nahi kaha tha ki tu usse chud ja. Woh teri deal thi Srivalli. Tu khud gayi thi uske paas. Tu khud leti gayi thi uske bed par. Teri chut par stitches usne daale the… gangbang usne kiya tha… main sirf deal karne wala tha. Agar tu na chudti toh Pushpa aaj bhi jail mein sada hota. Tune uske liye sab kuch seh liya… aur woh chutiya? Uski itni taakat bhi nahi thi ki apni biwi ko paraye mard se bacha sake. Woh kya tujhe sambhalega? Woh sirf ek kamzor pati hai… jo jail mein baith kar sapne dekh raha tha.”

Srivalli ki aankhon se aansu ki dhaar beh rahi thi. Woh abhi bhi chup thi. Uski body thar rahi thi, lekin usne Jolly ko dhakela nahi. Sirf sun rahi thi, har shabd apne dil mein utaar rahi thi.

Jolly ne uske gaal par ek halka sa kiss kiya aur whisper continue kiya, “Use accha toh main hun jo hai so hai… main ne tujhe kabhi chhoda nahi. Main ne tujhe hamesha apna banane ki koshish ki. Tu meri rani hai Srivalli… Pushpa sirf naam ka pati hai. Woh tujhe kabhi nahi dekh paya jaise main dekhta hoon. Teri beauty, teri body, teri chut… sab kuch meri taraf khinchti hai. Tu gusse mein hai… lekin andar se tu jaanti hai ki main sahi keh raha hoon. Pushpa ne tujhe kabhi protect nahi kiya… main ne kiya hai. Har baar.”

Srivalli ke aansu ab Jolly ke chest par gir rahe the. Uski saans kaanp rahi thi. Woh abhi bhi chup thi, lekin uske dil mein ek toofan uth raha tha. Har shabd usko andar se tod raha tha. Pushpa ki yaadein, jail ki yaadein, Dave ki raatein, Jolly ki pehli chudai… sab kuch ek saath aa raha tha.

Jolly ne usko aur tight se gale lagaya aur last whisper kiya, “Ab bata… tu mujhpe gussa kyun hai? Main tera asli rakshak hoon… aur tu meri asli rani. Pushpa sirf ek bahana hai… asli gunhegar woh khud hai jo tujhe kabhi sambhal nahi paya.”

Srivalli ne kuch nahi bola. Sirf aansu beh rahe the. Uski body abhi bhi Jolly ke chest par leti hui thi, chut abhi bhi uske lund par baithi hui thi, dono ke mixture se geeli. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin dimag mein sirf ek hi sawal ghum raha tha – *Kya Jolly sahi keh raha hai? Kya Pushpa ji sach mein kamzor hain?*

Car ke andar sannata tha. Sirf Srivalli ke halke sobs aur Jolly ki dheemi saansen sunai de rahi thi.

Jolly jaanta tha – ab uske aansu uski taraf aa chuke the. Ab bas thoda sa aur time… aur Srivalli phir se uski ho jayegi.

Srivalli ne apni aankhein kholi. Uski saans abhi bhi tez thi. Woh Jolly ke chest par leti hui thi, uski badi-badi boobs uske seene se dab rahi thi, paseene se tar. Uski chut abhi bhi uske lund par baithi hui thi – dono ke mixture se bilkul geeli aur overflow ho rahi thi. Garam cum uski chut se dheere-dheere bahar nikal raha tha, uski thighs par aur car ki seat par beh raha tha.

Uski body thar rahi thi. Masti abhi bhi uske andar thi, lekin guilt aur gussa bhi wapas laut aane laga tha. Woh dheere se uthi. Jolly ka lund uski chut se nikalte hi ek ‘plop’ awaaz ke saath bahar aa gaya. Thick white cum uski chut se zor se nikal kar uski thighs par aur petticoat par girne laga.

Srivalli ne apna muh band kiya aur seat par baith gayi. Uski taange kaanp rahi thi. Usne apni saree ke pallu ko uthaya aur chut ko saaf karne lagi – pallu se hi, zor-zor se. Har touch par dard aur maza ka milan usko yaad dilata tha. Cum bahut zyada tha – Jolly ka thick maal aur uska apna ras mix ho kar uski chut se tapak raha tha. Woh pallu ko andar tak daal kar saaf karti rahi, lekin har baar usko lag raha tha jaise woh abhi bhi uske andar hai.

“Ufff…” ek halki si saans uske muh se nikal gayi. Uski aankhein phir se bhar aayi. Jolly ke words abhi bhi uske kaan mein goonj rahe the – “Pushpa ne tujhe kabhi protect nahi kiya… main ne kiya hai… woh chutiya sirf naam ka pati hai…”

Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thi jab usne blouse ke hooks band kiye. Dono bade boobs ko andar dhakelte hue usne blouse ko tight kiya. Phir petticoat ki naada band ki, saree ko hips par lapet kar pallu ko left shoulder par gracefully daal diya. Saree ab phir se perfect thi – pink Kanjeevaram silk chamak rahi thi, pallu seene par tight, cleavage thoda sa jhalak raha tha. Usne baal theek kiye, bindi aur sindoor check kiya. Mirror mein dekha toh bahar se woh bilkul pativrata rani lag rahi thi… lekin andar se woh toot rahi thi.



Jolly seat par let kar usko dekh raha tha. Usne kuch nahi kaha. Sirf dekhta raha. Uski aankhon mein ek dark satisfaction tha.

Srivalli ne car ka door khola. Uski taange abhi bhi thodi si limp thi. Woh bahar nikli, pallu ko aur tight se lapet liya aur apni gaadi ki taraf badh gayi. Jolly ke aadmi ne uski gaadi ko wahan laakar park kar diya tha. Woh driver seat par baith gayi, door band kiya aur engine start kiya. Bina ek baar bhi peeche mud kar dekhe, bina ek shabd bole, usne gaadi aage badha di.

Jolly ne usko jaate hue dekha. Usne car ka door nahi roka, usko rokne ki koshish nahi ki. Woh jaanta tha – ab uske words uske dimag mein ghus chuke the. Seed plant ho chuka tha. Pushpa ke baare mein shak, uski kamzori, uski asliyat… yeh sab ab Srivalli ke dil mein kaam kar raha tha. Woh muskuraya – ek gehra, dark, satisfied smile.

Gaadi door tak chali gayi aur jungle ki sadak par gayab ho gayi. Jolly ne apni zip band ki, seat par let kar ceiling ki taraf dekha aur zor se hans diya. Uski hansi car ke andar goonj rahi thi – confident, victorious, dangerous.

“Ja meri rani… ja ghar… lekin ab tu kabhi bhi puri tarah se Pushpa ki nahi rahegi. Main ne jo beej boya hai… woh ab ugne laga hai. Agla baar tu khud mere paas aayegi… willingly.”

Uski hansi dheere-dheere ruk gayi. Woh apne phone uthaya aur driver ko message kiya – “Follow her till haveli. Koi problem na ho.”

Phir woh peeche let gaya, aankhein band kar li. Uski muskaan abhi bhi chehre par thi. Seed plant ho chuka tha. Ab sirf wait karna tha.

Haveli ki taraf jaati hui Srivalli ki gaadi jungle ki sadak par tez chal rahi thi. Uski aankhein aansuon se bhari hui thi. Jolly ke words har pal uske dimag mein repeat ho rahe the. Pushpa ki yaad aa rahi thi… uski kamzori… uski asliyat…

Lekin bahar se woh bilkul normal thi – saree perfect, pallu theek, chehra shant. Sirf uske dil mein ek naya toofan uth raha tha.