Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

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Srivalli ki gaadi haveli ke bade gate par ruk gayi. Security guard ne muskurate hue salute kiya aur gate khol diya. Usne gaadi andar park ki aur engine off kar diya. Bahar se sab kuch bilkul normal tha – shaam ki halki dhoop, garden mein phool khile hue, maa ji kitchen se khane ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Lekin Srivalli ke andar ek bada sa toofan chal raha tha.


Woh gaadi se utri. Uski black georgette saree ab thodi si creased thi, pallu ko usne bahut tight se seene par lapeta hua tha. Uski chut abhi bhi halki si geeli aur sensitive thi – Jolly ke bungalow mein jo hua tha, uska thick cum abhi bhi andar se dheere-dheere leak ho raha tha. Har kadam par usko mehsoos ho raha tha jaise uski body abhi bhi uske lund par sawar ho rahi ho.

“Beta aa gayi?” Maa ji ne darwaze par khade hokar gale lagaya. “Mandir se market tak kitna time laga? Thak gayi hogi na?”

Srivalli ne muskurane ki puri koshish ki. Uski muskaan perfect thi – wohi pativrata rani wali muskaan jo har koi jaanta tha. “Haan maa ji… thoda zyada traffic tha. Sab theek hai.” Usne maa ji ke sar par haath pher diya aur andar chali gayi.

Drawing room mein Pushpa abhi bhi nahi aaya tha – woh apne business meeting se late tha. Kaveri kitchen mein maa ji ki madad kar rahi thi. Srivalli ne un dono ko dekha aur normal awaaz mein bola, “Main fresh ho kar aati hoon… bahut thak gayi hoon aaj.”

Kaveri ne uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein thodi si chinta thi, lekin usne kuch nahi poocha. Srivalli seedhe apne bedroom ki taraf chali gayi, darwaza band kiya aur bathroom mein ghus gayi.

Bathroom ka door band karte hi usne saans roki. Mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Uski aankhein laal thi, chehra paseene aur thakaan se tar. Usne saree ka pallu ek jhatke se hata diya. Blouse ke hooks khol diye. Dono bade, gol boobs bahar aa gaye – nipples abhi bhi thode hard the. Phir petticoat ki naada kholi aur saree neeche gir gayi.



Uski panty poori tarah geeli thi. Jolly ka thick white cum abhi bhi chut se bahar nikal raha tha. Usne panty neeche utari aur sink ke paas khadi ho gayi. Tissue paper le kar zor-zor se saaf karne lagi. Har touch par dard aur maza ka milan usko yaad dilata tha.

“Aaaahhh…” ek halki si saans uske muh se nikal gayi. Tissue par cum ke white streaks aa rahe the. Woh zor se saaf karti rahi, lekin har baar usko lag raha tha jaise Jolly abhi bhi uske andar hai.

Aansu behne lage. Woh floor par baith gayi, knees ko seene se chipka kar, aur zor-zor se ro padi.

“Kya kar rahi hoon main? Pushpa ji itne pyar se mujhe dekh rahe hain… unke liye maine itna sab seh liya… aur ab… ab main unke dushman ke bungalow se aa rahi hoon? Jolly ne jo kaha… woh baar-baar mere dimag mein aa raha hai. Pushpa ji ne mujhe kabhi protect nahi kiya… woh jail mein the… gunde mujhe utha kar le gaye the… Jolly aaya tha. Dave ke deal mein bhi… maine hi sab seh liya unke liye. Kya woh sach mein kamzor hain?”

Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thi. Usne mirror ki taraf dekha. Uski curvy body – bade boobs, patli kamar, badi gaand – sab kuch chamak raha tha. Usne apne aap ko dekha aur dheere se bola, “Yeh body… yeh beauty… sab log iska fayda uthate hain. Dave, Rudra, Jolly… sab. Kya main bhi iska fayda utha sakti hoon? Kya main queen ban sakti hoon?”

Woh uth khadi ho gayi. Aansu ponchhe. Uski aankhon mein ab ek naya fire tha.

“Main ab hopeless aurat nahi rahungi. Agar duniya corrupt hai… toh main bhi queen banungi. Pushpa ji ke liye maine bahut seh liya… ab main apne liye kuch karungi. Apni power ke liye.”

Usne phone uthaya. Haath kaanp rahe the. Usne message type kiya aur Jolly ko bhej diya:

**Srivalli:** I think I’m agreeing to this. How can you make me queen?

Message bhej kar usne phone side mein rakh diya. Phir woh bedroom mein aayi. Pushpa abhi bhi nahi aaya tha. Woh bed par let gayi aur ceiling ki taraf dekhti rahi.

Uske dimag mein sirf ek hi baat thi – *Queen… backbone… beauty as weapon… agar yeh sach hai toh main yeh mauka nahi chhodungi. Pushpa ji… aap mujhe maaf kar dena… lekin main ab sirf pativrata rani nahi rahungi.*

Bahut der baad Pushpa ghar aaya. Woh thaka hua tha lekin khush tha. Srivalli ne usko gale lagaya, uske liye chai banayi, sab normal tha. Lekin jab woh Pushpa ke paas leti, uski aankhein door thi.

Pushpa ne uske sar par haath pherte hue kaha, “Rani… tu theek toh hai na? Aaj bahut thaki hui lag rahi hai.”

Srivalli ne muskurate hue uske gaal par kiss kiya. “Haan Pushpa ji… bas thakawat hai. Aap so jaiye… main hoon na aapke saath.”

Pushpa so gaya. Srivalli uske paas leti rahi, lekin uski aankhein band nahi hui. Uski chut abhi bhi halki si geeli thi. Jolly ke words aur uska naya faisla dono uske andar chal rahe the.

*Main ab queen banungi… chahe jo bhi ho.*




Srivalli ne gaadi bungalow ke andar park ki. Uski black georgette saree abhi bhi mandir wali thi, pallu ko usne bahut tight se seene par lapeta hua tha. Uski saans tez thi, haath steering par kaanp rahe the. *Kya kar rahi hoon main? Pushpa ji business ke liye bahar gaye hain aur main unke dushman ke bungalow mein aa gayi hoon? Lekin… yeh soch… yeh power… yeh queen banne ka mauka… kya yeh galat hai?*

Usne gaadi ka darwaza khola aur bahar nikli. Jolly bahar hi khada tha – designer shirt mein, confident smile ke saath. Usne usko dekhte hi haath badhaya. “Aa ja Srivalli… andar aa. Main wait kar raha tha.”



Srivalli ne kuch nahi bola. Woh chup-chaap andar chali gayi. Living room mein pahunch kar woh sofa par baith gayi. Pallu ko aur tight se lapet liya, aankhein neeche. Jolly uske saamne baith gaya. Kamre mein sirf un dono ki saansen sunai de rahi thi.

Jolly ne dheere se shuru kiya, “Srivalli… tu ne soch liya hai na? Main tujhe queen bana sakta hoon. Lekin iske liye step by step kaam karna hoga. Pehle tu Pushpa ke barabar power mein aayegi.”

Srivalli ne aankhein uthayi. Uski awaaz halki aur emotional thi, bilkul jaise woh hamesha bolti thi, “Jolly… yeh sab… yeh sab galat toh nahi hai na? Main Pushpa ji ki patni hoon… unke liye maine itna sab seh liya… ab main unke against ja rahi hoon kya?”

Jolly ne muskurate hue uske haath pakad liye. “Nahin Srivalli… yeh unke against nahi hai. Yeh tere liye hai. Pehle step – tu MLA banegi. Pushpa ke barabar power. MLA ticket ke liye tuhe CM Rudra ko khush karna hoga. Private meeting… bas ek baar usko apni worth dikha dena. Ticket mil jayegi. Phir election… tu apni beauty aur contacts ka use karegi. Arab Prince, Adamath – sab tujhe support karenge. Log teri taraf attracted hain… tu unko apne against use kar legi.”

Srivalli ne saans roki. Uski aankhein nam ho gayi. “MLA…? Rudra uncle ko… khush karna hoga? Matlab… main unke saamne… jaise pehle…?” Uski awaaz mein sharm aur gussa dono tha.

Jolly ne uske haath ko aur tight pakad liya. “Haan… bas ek baar. Uske baad tu MLA ban jayegi. Phir campaign… Pushpa ke paise se hi campaign karengi tu. Woh khud nahi jaanega ki uska paisa uski rani ko queen bana raha hai. Election jeetne ke baad tu Cabinet Minister ban sakti hai. Rudra bolega – ‘MLA toh ban gayi… ab cabinet mein aane ke liye apni worth prove kar.’ Wahan bhi tuhe apni body ka use karna hoga… lekin is baar tu queen banegi. Sab mard tere control mein honge. Tu rule karegi Srivalli… main sirf tera backbone banunga.”

Srivalli ne bahut der tak chup rahi. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thi. Woh soch rahi thi – Pushpa ji ke sapne, unka pyar, unki kamzori… aur phir apni body ka power. “Jolly… yeh sab sun kar mujhe dar lag raha hai. Main… main pativrata patni hoon… lekin jo tu keh raha hai… woh sach lag raha hai. Meri body… log iska fayda uthate hain. Kya main bhi iska fayda utha sakti hoon? Kya main queen ban sakti hoon?”

Jolly ne uske gaal par haath pher diya. “Haan Srivalli… tu ban sakti hai. Pehle Rudra ko khush kar… ticket mil jayegi. Phir election. Phir cabinet. Har step par main tere saath hoon. Tu sirf apni beauty ko weapon bana… baaki main sambhal lunga.”

Srivalli ne aankhein band kar li. Uski saans tez ho gayi. Bahut der tak woh chup rahi. Phir dheere se boli, “Theek hai Jolly… main yeh try karungi. Lekin yaad rakh… main sirf Pushpa ji ke liye nahi… ab main apne liye bhi kar rahi hoon. Agar yeh sab galat nikla… toh main kabhi wapas nahi aaungi.”


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Jolly ne muskuraya. Uski aankhon mein ek gehra satisfaction tha. “Tu queen banegi Srivalli… aur main tera backbone. Ab bas pehla step – Rudra se milna.”

Srivalli uth khadi ho gayi. Uski saree abhi bhi perfect thi, lekin uski aankhon mein ek naya fire tha. Woh bahar nikli, gaadi mein baith gayi aur haveli ki taraf chal padi.

Andar se woh abhi bhi confuse thi… lekin ab usmein ek naya faisla bhi tha. *Main ab hopeless nahi rahungi… main queen banungi.*


Srivalli sofa par baithi thi. Uski black georgette saree abhi bhi mandir wali thi, pallu ko usne bahut tight se seene par lapeta hua tha. Uski saans tez thi, aankhein neeche. Jolly ke saare words uske dimag mein ghum rahe the – MLA, Rudra ko khush karna, cabinet, queen banne ka mauka. Uski chut abhi bhi halki si geeli thi, kal raat ki yaad abhi bhi andar mehsoos ho rahi thi.



Jolly uske paas hi baitha tha. Usne dheere se uske haath pakad liye aur muskurate hue bola, “Srivalli… Rudra toh mera baap hai. Pehla step uske paas jaane se pehle hum dono se shuru karte hain. Main tera support hoon… tera backbone. Tu queen banegi toh main tere saath hi rahunga. Pehle mujhe apni worth dikha de… phir baaki sab theek ho jayega.”

Srivalli ne uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhein ek pal ke liye chup rahi. Phir uske hothon par ek halki si muskaan aa gayi – wohi muskaan jo pehle usko dekh kar Jolly pagal ho jata tha. Uski awaaz halki aur natural thi, bilkul jaise woh hamesha bolti thi, “Haan… theek hai Jolly. Main samajh gayi hoon. Yeh mera naya safar hai… main ismein sab kuch dungi.”

Jolly ka chehra chamak utha. Usne uska haath aur tight pakad liya aur uth khada hua. “Aa… room mein chalte hain. Wahan sab kuch theek se baat kar lenge.”

Srivalli ne sir hila diya. Woh uthi aur Jolly ke peeche-peeche bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Andar se uska dimag ek toofan tha. *Yeh shuruaat hai… mera naya safar. Main ab hopeless aurat nahi rahungi. Pushpa ji ke liye maine bahut seh liya… ab main apne liye bhi kuch karungi. Queen banungi… aur ismein jo bhi dena padega… main dungi. Sab kuch.*

Room mein pahunch kar Jolly ne darwaza band kiya. Uski aankhon mein woh purana hunger aur naya confidence dono tha. Srivalli ne uski taraf dekha. Uski saans tez ho gayi. Woh dheere se uske paas badhi aur dono haathon se uske chehre ko pakad liya. Usne apne hoth Jolly ke hothon par rakh diye – passionate, gehra kiss. Uski jeebh uski jeebh se takrati hui, uske hoth ko zor se chus rahi thi.

“Mmm…” Srivalli ke muh se halki si moan nikal gayi. Kiss aur gehra ho gaya. Jolly ne uski kamar pakad li aur usko apne se chipka liya. Srivalli ki badi gaand uske haathon mein dab rahi thi. Kiss ke beech mein woh dheere se boli, “Jolly… yeh mera naya safar hai… main sab kuch dungi… lekin tu bhi mera support rakhna.”



Jolly ne uske hoth chhod kar uske neck par kiss kiya. Srivalli ne uske shirt ke buttons kholne shuru kiye. Usne shirt utar di aur Jolly ki solid chest par haath pherne lagi. Phir woh neeche jhuk gayi. Usne Jolly ki belt kholi, zip neeche ki aur uska mota, laal lund bahar nikaal diya. Lund pehle se hi sakht tha, top par se thoda sa pre-cum chamak raha tha.

Srivalli ne usko dono haathon mein pakad liya. Uski aankhein upar ki taraf dekhi – gusse aur masti ka milan. “Yeh… yeh mera naya safar hai…” usne dheere se bola aur muh khol kar lund ke top ko apne hothon se chus liya.

“Mmm… ahhh…” Srivalli ke muh se moan sound nikal gayi. Woh dheere-dheere lund ko muh mein le rahi thi. Pehle sirf top, phir dheere se gehra. Uski jeebh lund ke neeche ghum rahi thi, usko chus rahi thi. “Mmm… mmmphhh…” uske muh se wet, slurping sounds aa rahe the. Woh ab full masti mein thi – upar-neeche sar hilati hui, lund ko gale tak le ja rahi thi.



Jolly ne uske baal pakad liye aur dheere se uska sar guide karne laga. “Haan Srivalli… aise hi… teri muh ki garmai bahut achhi lag rahi hai… tu ab queen banne ki taraf badh rahi hai…”

Srivalli ne aur gehra le liya. Uski aankhein aansuon se bhari hui thi lekin masti bhi thi. “Mmmphhh… ahhh… mmm…” uske muh se continuous moan sounds nikal rahe the. Uski jeebh tez- tez ghum rahi thi, hoth lund ko tight se pakad rahe the. Woh ab zor-zor se chus rahi thi, gaal andar dhase hue, lund ko pura taste kar rahi thi.

Bahut der tak woh aise hi chusti rahi. Uski saans tez ho chuki thi, chut abhi bhi geeli ho rahi thi. Jolly ki saansen bhi tez ho gayi thi. “Srivalli… bahut achha… tu abhi bhi itni expert hai… aaaahhh…”

Srivalli ne speed badha di. Uski muh ki wet sounds kamre mein goonj rahi thi. “Mmm… mmmphhh… ahhh…” woh zor-zor se chus rahi thi, lund ko gale tak le ja rahi thi. Jolly ka lund phadakne laga.

“Aaaahhh… Srivalli… aa raha hai…” Jolly ne uske baal pakad kar zor se dhakel diya.

Srivalli ne muh nahi hataya. Uski aankhein band thi. Jolly ka thick cum zor-zor se uske muh mein bharne laga. “Mmmphhh… gulp… mmm…” usne pura maal swallow kar liya. Thoda sa cum uske hothon ke kinare se bahar nikal aaya. Woh neeche tak chus rahi thi, last drop tak.



Jolly thak kar bed par let gaya. Srivalli ne muh se lund nikaala, hoth ponchhe aur uske paas let gayi. Uski saans tez thi. Uski aankhein abhi bhi nam thi.

“Jolly… yeh mera naya safar hai… main ismein sab kuch dungi… lekin tu mera support rakhna.”

Jolly ne uske sar par haath pher diya aur muskuraya. “Main hamesha tere saath hoon Srivalli… tu queen banegi… aur main tera backbone.”

Srivalli ne aankhein band kar li. Uski body abhi bhi thar rahi thi. Andar se woh soch rahi thi – *Yeh shuruaat hai… main ab nahi rukungi. Queen banungi… chahe jo bhi ho.*

Srivalli ghar pahunchi toh shaam hone wali thi. Haveli ke bade darwaze se andar aate hi usne apni black georgette saree ko theek kiya. Pallu ko bahut tight se seene par lapet liya taaki koi nishaan na dikhe. Uski chut abhi bhi thodi geeli thi – Jolly ke bungalow mein jo hua tha, uski yaad abhi bhi andar mehsoos ho rahi thi. Har kadam par usko lag raha tha jaise uski body abhi bhi uske control mein nahi hai.

Pushpa garden mein baitha tha. Uska chehra thaka hua tha lekin khush tha. Business meeting se wapas aaya tha. Jab usne Srivalli ko dekha toh muskuraya aur haath badhaya. “Rani… aa gayi? Aaj bahut der kar di. Kya baat hai?”

Srivalli ne uske paas jaakar uske gale lag liya. Uski badi boobs uske seene se dab gaye. Uski awaaz halki aur pyar bhari thi, bilkul jaise woh hamesha bolti thi, “Pushpa ji… aap theek ho na? Main soch rahi thi aapke business ke baare mein. Aapko bahar jaana pad raha hai, meetings, contacts… lekin ghar par bhi kuch strong support chahiye na?”

Pushpa ne uske sar par haath pher diya. “Haan rani… business wapas khada karne ke liye bahut mehnat kar raha hoon. Lekin tu tension mat le. Tu toh meri rani hai… sab theek ho jayega.”



Srivalli ne uske se alag hokar uske saamne baith gayi. Uski aankhein nam thi. Uski awaaz mein ab ek naya confidence tha, lekin andar se guilt bhi jal raha tha. “Pushpa ji… aap suniye toh. Aaj kal politics bahut important ho gaya hai business ke liye. Ministers, MLAs, sab kuch andar se support karte hain toh hi aage badh sakte hain. Main soch rahi thi… agar main bhi politics mein aa jaun toh? MLA ban jaun? Aapke business ke liye bhi madad milegi… aur hum dono saath mein empire aur power dono sambhal lenge.”

Pushpa shocked reh gaya. Usne uski taraf dekha. “Rani… tu politics mein? MLA? Yeh kya baat kar rahi hai? Tu meri patni hai… pativrata rani. Yeh sab tamasha kyun?”

Srivalli ne uske haath pakad liye. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thi. Uski awaaz mein pyar aur mazbooti dono thi, “Pushpa ji… aap samajhiye. Duniya badal gayi hai. Aap jail mein the… maine bahar se ministers se madad maangi thi. Ab agar main khud MLA ban jaun toh koi humein hata nahi sakta. Aapke business ko bhi political support milega. Main sirf aapke liye kar rahi hoon… humare family ke liye. Aapko sirf paisa dena hai campaign ke liye… ticket, posters, sab kuch. Baaki main sambhal lungi.”

Pushpa ne bahut der tak usko dekha. Uski aankhon mein pyaar tha, lekin shak bhi tha. “Rani… tu itna sab kar legi? Politics mein bahut gande log hote hain. Tu akeli kaise sambhalegi?”

Srivalli ne uske gaal par haath rakh diya. Uski aankhein aansuon se bhari hui thi. “Pushpa ji… aap mujhe itna pyar dete ho… main aapke liye kuch bhi kar sakti hoon. Aapne mujhe hamesha strong banaya hai. Ab bas aap mujhe support kijiye. Paisa… full fund… main sab sambhal lungi. Hum dono saath mein rahenge… aap business sambhalo, main politics. Hamara empire aur bada ho jayega.”

Pushpa ne saans li. Uski patni itni serious thi. Usko Srivalli par poora bharosa tha. Woh jaanta tha ki woh uske liye kuch bhi kar sakti hai. “Theek hai rani… agar tu itna chahti hai toh main tujhe full support dunga. Crores jitna paisa chahiye… campaign, ticket, sab kuch. Tu meri rani hai… jo tu chahe woh main karunga.”

Srivalli ne usko gale laga liya. Uski aankhein band thi. Andar se guilt ka toofan uth raha tha. *Pushpa ji… aap itna pyar karte ho… aur main aapke paiso se apni queen banne ja rahi hoon. Rudra uncle ko khush karne ja rahi hoon… lekin yeh sab aapke liye hi hai… shayad.*

Woh Pushpa ke kandhe par sir rakh kar let gayi. Bahar se woh perfect pativrata patni thi… lekin andar se ek naya chapter shuru ho chuka tha.

Pushpa ne uske sar par haath pherte hue kaha, “Tu meri strength hai Srivalli. Jo tu chahe… main tere saath hoon.”

Srivalli ne muskuraya. Lekin uski aankhon mein ek naya sapna tha – queen banne ka.