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Hi Readers,
This is my new story Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Khel – a tale of love, power, betrayal, and desire set in the dangerous world of Pushpa Raj.
Pushpa ke liye Srivalli sirf ek patni nahi, uski jaan hai, uski sabse badi kamzori. Par jab taqat aur dushman badhne lage, tab pyaar aur haqikat ke beech ki lakir dhundhli hone lagi.
Kya Srivalli sirf Pushpa ki rani rahegi, ya ek khilona ban jayegi?
Jab pyaar aur hawas ki jung shuru hogi, tab kaun jeetega aur kaun haar ke bhi jeetne wale ko haasil karega?
Ek kahani jo pyaar se shuru hoti hai, lekin junoon tak ja pahunchti hai. Tayyar ho jaiye Pushpa ke duniya ke ek naye roop ke liye!

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Characters Introduction




Pushparaj: Ek junglee jo ab samrajya ka malik ban gaya hai. ek aisa aadmi jo sirf ek hi cheez jaanta hai – jeetna. dushmano ke liye woh maut hai, apno ke liye ek devta. apni duniya ka raja, jise koi tod nahi sakta. par jiski ek kamzori hai jo sirf uske dil me basti hai – srivalli. pushpa ke liye paisa, taqat, izzat sab kuch ek taraf aur srivalli ek taraf. uska junoon bhi, uska sukoon bhi





srivalli - ek sharif ghar ki ladki jo sirf ek pativrata patni nahi, ek sampoorna aurat hai. uska roop sundarta ki misaal hai, jisme sharm bhi hai aur teekhaapan bhi. uski badi gol aankhein itni gehri ki insaan doob jaaye, uske gaal narm makhan jaise, patli si kamar par neeche jaake uske phule hue nashile patle-mote curves jo usko aur bhi adhura nahi, poora banate hain. jab chalti hai toh jaise hawa bhi ruk jaaye. uski chhati ekdum ubhar ke dikhne wali, gol aur bhari hui, jisme ek maa ka pyaar bhi hai aur ek patni ka junoon bhi. pushpa ke liye woh ek sapna hai jo har roz uske bistar me haqikat ban jata hai. uske honth jab muskurate hain toh pushpa ki saari thakan mit jaati hai, aur jab uske gale lagti hai toh jaise pura samay wahin ruk jaata hai. apni sharmili adaon se pushpa ko hamesha apne kareeb kheenchne wali, lekin jab bistar me hoti hai toh jaise ek sherni jo sirf apne aadmi ke liye hi jiti hai

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bhanwar singh shekhawat - ek pagal security officerwala jise sirf ek hi cheez chahiye – pushpa ka khatma. beizzati ka badla lena hai, aur woh pushpa ki duniya me aag lagane ke liye kisi bhi had tak jaa sakta hai


mangalam srinu - ek waqt ka pushpa ka bada dushman jo ab uske empire ko todne ke liye chhupkar khel racha raha hai. ek harami jo samajhta hai ki paisa aur power se sab kuch kharida ja sakta hai


dakshayani - mangalam srinu ki patni jo sirf ek aurat nahi, ek chalak khiladi hai. uska dimaag ek gangwar se kam nahi, aur woh pushpa ki kamzori dhoond rahi hai taaki uska pura empire khatam ho sake



Chief minister rudra reddy- ek corrupt politician jo pushpa ko siyasat me kheenchna chahta hai. uska ek hi aim hai, pushpa ka pura empire uske ishaaron pe chale. par iske liye usko pushpa ki sabse badi taqat pe kabza chahiye – par kya pushpa bikne wala hai?



jolly reddy - CM ka beta jo apne baap ki legacy ko aage badhane ke liye kisi bhi had tak jaa sakta hai. underworld se lekar security officer tak, sabko kharidne ka shauk rakhta hai, par pushpa jise kharidna impossible hai
ye kahani hai takat ke badalne ki, mohabbat ke bech aayi aag ki, aur ek sharif biwi ke patni se sampoorna stri banne ki. ab pushpa ki duniya me kuch bhi asaan nahi hai, aur jo samjhta hai ki woh sab sambhal lega, uske liye waqt ek naya imtihaan leke aane wala hai

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Chapter 1 – Pushpa Ki Duniya, Srivalli Ka Pyaar
raat ka samay tha. pushpa raj apne haveli ke verandah me baitha tha, ek hath me chhuri ghumata hua, doosre hath se beedi jalata hua. hawa me sandalwood ki sugandh thi, par uske dimaag me sirf ek cheez chal rahi thi – power.
pushpa ke liye ab sirf jungle ka raaj kaafi nahi tha. usko ab bade logon ke beech jagah banani thi, politicians ke saath baithna tha, poora ka poora system apne haath me lena tha. uska empire ab sirf ek jungle ka business nahi, ek samrajya ban raha tha. par jitni badi taqat hoti hai, utni badi jang hoti hai, aur pushpa jaanta tha ki dushman sirf bahar nahi, ghar ke andar bhi ho sakte hain.
andar kamre me srivalli apne kajal lagati hui, ekdum sharmati hui bethi thi. aaj bhi woh pehle jaise thi – ek sharif aurat, ek pativrata patni, jo sirf apne aadmi ke liye sajti thi. uske gehne sirf isliye nahi ki duniya dekhe, balki isliye ki jab pushpa ki nazar uspar pade, toh uska man ekdum bechain ho jaaye.
achanak pushpa andar aaya, dhad se darwaza khol diya, uski aankhon me ek ajeeb sa gussa aur junoon tha. srivalli ne use dekha, uske chehre par muskurahat aayi, par uski aankhon me pushpa kuch aur dhoond raha tha.
"raat bahut lambi hone wali hai, pushpa," srivalli ne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz me ek sharafat thi, par ek aisi meethi jalan bhi jo sirf ek patni apne pati ke liye mehsoos kar sakti hai.
pushpa ne uske kareeb aake uske kamar me haath daal diya, uska ang ang ekdum narm aur taazgi se bhara hua tha. srivalli ki saans tez hone lagi, uske honth halke se khul gaye, jaise kuch kehna chahti ho, par shabd nahi nikal rahe the. pushpa jaanta tha ki woh sirf uske haathon ka ek sparsh chahti thi, ek aisa ehsaas jo bas usi ka ho.
"main jitna bhi bada ho jaaun, tu meri hi rahegi na?" pushpa ne dheere se uske kaan me kaha, uski awaaz me ek ajeeb si garmahat thi jo srivalli ke shareer ko ek pal me pighla rahi thi.
"tu jitna bada bhi ho jaaye, tu sirf mera hai, aur main sirf teri," srivalli ne ekdum pativrata patni jaise kaha, par uski aankhon me ek ajeeb sa pyaar tha jo sirf pushpa dekh sakta tha.
pushpa ne uske honthon par apni ungli rakhi, dheere se uske peechhe aaya aur uske baalon ko pakad ke ek pal me usko apni taraf ghuma diya. srivalli ki saans tez ho gayi, uske badan me ek ajeeb si sulag thi jo sirf pushpa mehsoos kar sakta tha.
"chal, aaj raat mujhe tujhse ek aur vada chahiye," pushpa ne kaha.
"kya?" srivalli ne uski taraf dekhte hue poocha.
"jitna bhi bada ho jaaun, jitna bhi taqatwar ho jaaun, tu hamesha mere saath rahegi. aur agar kabhi tujhe lagne lage ki main badal raha hoon, toh mujhe pehle bataayegi," pushpa ne kaha, uski awaaz me ek sachai thi jo srivalli ko hamesha mehsoos hoti thi.
"mera pati chahe jitna bhi bada ho jaaye, wo hamesha mera rahega. main kabhi use chhod nahi sakti," srivalli ne kaha, par uska dil kahin na kahin se ghabra raha tha.
raat ki hawa tez ho gayi thi, chandni zyada chamak rahi thi, aur pushpa ki duniya ab naye mod pe thi. par kya yeh mod pyaar ka hoga, ya koi aisi baat hogi jo srivalli ki duniya badal degi?

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raat ekdum gehri ho chuki thi. chandni ka halka sa noor haveli ke kamre me aa raha tha, lekin kamre ke andar ab sirf ek hi cheez zinda thi – **pushpa aur srivalli ka milan**  

pushpa ne srivalli ko apni bahon me uthaya aur bistar par daal diya. **uska sharir ekdum garam ho chuka tha, patli kamar ke neeche bhari gol maas jaise usko sirf pushpa ke haathon ka intezaar tha**. uski **bade gol ubhri hui boobs dhadak rahi thi, blouse ke kapde me fas chuki thi jaise ek narm ras se bhari cheez apni rihayi maang rahi ho**  



**"ab bhi sharmati hai?"** pushpa ne dheere se kaha, uske honthon pe apni ungli daal ke  

**"teri patni hoon, par tu jab chhoota hai tab bas ek aurat ban jaati hoon,"** srivalli ne halke se mooh me saans leke kaha. **uski awaaz ab sharafat se nikal ke hawas ki gehraayi me doob rahi thi**  

pushpa ne **uska blouse dheere se khol diya, uski komal safed boobs ekdum ubhri hui thi, jaise sirf pushpa ki chhatri me rahne ke liye bani ho**. **uske gol mammein pushpa ke haathon me aayi toh uski saans tez ho gayi, narm kanch jaisi twacha ka ehsaas pushpa ke haathon me ek naya jadoo bhar raha tha**  


**"itni garam ho chuki hai tu?"** pushpa ne hansi ke saath kaha  

**"bas teri hoon, jo karna hai kar le,"** srivalli ne ekdum madhosh ho ke kaha, **uski chut ab ekdum bheeg chuki thi, jaise andar se bas pushpa ke lind ka intezaar ho**  

pushpa ne **uski patli kamar pakdi, usko apni taraf kheench liya, uska bade gol hips ekdum hil rahe the, jaise bina haath lagaye bhi nach rahe ho**. **uski chut se pani nikal chuka tha, saree ekdum geeli ho chuki thi**  

**"aaj toh tu ne mujhe pagal bana diya,"** pushpa ne uske kaan me dheere se kaha, apni garam saans uske gale me dalte hue  

**"tu pagal nahi, bas mera hai,"** srivalli ne halke se apne kamar uthai, uski chut se garam pani pushpa ke haath me mehsoos hone laga  

pushpa ne **dheere se apni ungli andar daal di, chut ekdum garam aur geeli thi, jaise bas uske lind ke liye tayyar ho chuki ho**  

**"ohhh pushpa…"** srivalli ne ekdum zor se karahna shuru kar diya, **uske mamme hil rahe the, chut se aur ras tapak raha tha**  

pushpa ne **apna bada garam lind nikaala, ekdum tayyar, ekdum bhari hui**. usne **srivalli ke pyaar me doobi chut par rakha aur dheere se andar daal diya**  

**"aaahhh pushpaa…"** srivalli zor se moan karne lagi, **chut ekdum tang thi, jaise sirf pushpa ke lund ke liye bani ho**  

pushpa ne **dheere se andar bahar karna shuru kiya, srivalli ke bade mamme hil rahe the, uski patli kamar uth uth ke pushpa ke saath mil rahi thi**  

**"aur tez… aur andar le ja pushpa…"** srivalli ne ekdum moan karte hue kaha, **uski chut ab aur zyada ras chhod rahi thi, bed ekdum geela ho chuka tha**  


pushpa **ekdum jaanwar ki tarah use apne neeche daba raha tha, srivalli ki halke se cheekh nikal rahi thi, par wo jaan rahi thi ki yeh sirf pyaar nahi, yeh junoon hai, ek patni ka pati ke saath pura milan**  

raat lambi thi, chandni ab bhi roshan thi, par **haveli ke andar sirf ek hi cheez thi – ek pati aur patni ka asli pyaar jo har shabd aur samay ke pare tha**



Chapter 3 – Chori Chhupi Nazar
subah ka waqt tha. haveli me ek ajeeb si shaanti thi, sirf halki si hawa ki aawaaz sunai de rahi thi. srivalli ki aankhein dheere se khuli, uska badan ab bhi pichli raat ke junoon me dooba hua tha. uski patli kamar ab bhi dheere dheere dard se bhari hui thi, jaise pushpa ki mohabbat uske sharir pe ek naya nishaan chhod chuki ho.
usne dheere se upar uthne ki koshish ki, par jaise hi uski badi gol mamme blouse ke andar hile, uski saans ek pal ke liye atak gayi. raat bhar ke pyaar ka ehsaas ab bhi uske sharir pe likha tha. peticot ke neeche uski chut ab bhi garam thi, jaise pushpa ki yaadon me basi ho.
par jaise hi usne apni aankhon ko khola, ek ajeeb si gandi nazar uspar pad chuki thi.
window se ek aadmi use ghoor raha tha. uski aankhon me ek alag si hawas thi, jaise usne raat bhar srivalli ki saari cheekhein suni ho, jaise usne uske har moan ka ek-ek ehsaas mehsoos kiya ho. wo ghoorta ja raha tha, uski blouse se nikalti halke se skin, uski patli kamar jo ab bhi palang ke kapdo me chhipi thi.
jaise hi srivalli ne uski taraf dekha, aadmi ekdum dar ke bhaag gaya.


yeh kaun tha… aur yeh aise dekh kyun raha tha? srivalli ne socha, uske dil me ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi.
usne jaldi se apni saree uthai, blouse ke upar ache se pallu rakha, apni kamar ko dhak liya, aur dheere se darwaza khola. aadmi wahi tha – darwaze ke bahar, sir jhukaye khada tha.
yeh pushpa ka aadmi tha, darwaza raat bhar pehredari karne wala.
uski aankhein neeche thi, par srivalli jaanti thi ki yeh aadmi uski awazon ka ek-ek pal sun chuka hai. jo pyaar pushpa ke saath bistar me guzra tha, wo is aadmi ke kaanon me shabd banke baith chuka tha.
srivalli ne ek pal ke liye uski taraf dekha. aadmi ab bhi sir neeche karke khada tha, lekin uske haath kaanp rahe the.


par srivalli ne kuch nahi kaha. woh bas apna pallu ache se set kiya, aur seedha kitchen ki taraf chal padhi.
aadmi ab bhi wahin tha, uska gala sukh raha tha, uska mann ghabra raha tha. usne ek pal ke liye srivalli ke jism ki tasveer apni aankhon me banai, uske moan ab bhi uske dimaag me gunj rahe the.
par ab jo bhi ho, srivalli ab bhi sirf pushpa ki thi.
par sawal yeh tha – kya yeh aadmi sirf dekh kar hi rahega, ya kuch aur bhi soch raha tha?

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haveli ke andar garmi thi, sirf hawa ka pankha dheere dheere chal raha tha. pushpa apni kursi par aaram se baitha tha, beedi lips ke beech dabi thi, aankhein thodi laal thi jaise raat bhar koi bada soch raha ho. samne minister rudra pratap baitha tha, ek badi taqat ka malik jo pushpa ke empire ko aur bada karne ka offer leke aaya tha.  

minister ne ek gehri saans li aur apni jeb se ek kagaz nikala.  

pushpa, mujhe 500 ton chandan ka ek bada maal chahiye. aur ek jagah bhi, jo teri territory me aati hai. wahan main apna business badhane ka soch raha hoon  

pushpa ne beedi ka dhuaan nikalte hue minister ki baat suni. wo ek pal ke liye sochne laga. yeh sirf chandan ka kaam nahi tha, iske peeche politics bhi thi. minister bada aadmi tha, par uski nigah sirf chandan pe nahi thi, wo pushpa ki power ka bhi istemal karna chahta tha.  

pushpa ne apni nazar uthai, tabhi uski aankh ek naye chehre par padi. minister ke saath ek aur aadmi baitha tha – uska beta jolly reddy.  

yeh pehli baar tha jab pushpa usse mil raha tha. jolly ek chhichhora aur ameer ghar ka ladka lag raha tha, lekin uski aankhon me kuch aur hi chal raha tha. pushpa ke dimaag me ab bhi minister ki baat chal rahi thi, par jolly ki nazar kisi aur cheez pe thi.  



tabhi andar se srivalli aayi, apni saree ka pallu sambhalti hui. uska chehra ekdum naram tha, aankhon me shanti thi, par jaise hi wo samne aayi, jolly reddy ki nazar uspar atak gayi.  

jolly ne dheere se apni kursi seedhi ki aur bina palke jhapkaye srivalli ko dekhne laga. uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si bhook thi, jaise kisi cheez ko sirf apni banane ki tamanna ho. uski nigah srivalli ke blouse ke halke se khule gire pallu me atak gayi, uska saree ka lachakta badan uski aankhon me bas gaya.  

minister ekdum tameez se bola, namaste bhabhi ji, kaise ho aap? pushpa ka bohot naam suna hai, lekin ghar ka sukoon sirf biwi ki muskurahat se aata hai  

srivalli ek sharif aurat ki tarah muskurayi, namaste minister ji, sab bhagwan ki daya hai  

minister uske shabd sun raha tha, par jolly uski har ada ko ghoor raha tha. srivalli ne mehsoos kiya ki uski aankhon ka khaalapan uski izzat tak aa chuka hai. usne dheere se apna saree ka pallu thoda aur samet liya, apni cleavage dhak li.  

par jolly ki nigah ab bhi uski kamar pe thi. saree ke neeche jo uska bhara gol maas tha, jolly ki aankhon me sirf wahi tasveer thi.  

pushpa ab bhi minister ki baaton me tha, usko andaza bhi nahi tha ki uske samne hi ek aadmi uski biwi ko aise dekh raha tha jaise uspar haq jamana chahta ho.  

srivalli ne ek pal jolly ki taraf dekha, uske andar ek ajeeb si ghin aayi. wo bina kuch kahe palat gayi aur seedha kitchen ki taraf chal padi. jolly ne uske hilte patle-mote kamar ko dekha, uski ungliyon me ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, jaise kisi cheez ko chhune ki tamanna ho.  

andar jaake srivalli ne gehri saans li. uska mann ghabra raha tha. yeh kaun tha? aur iski nigah me itni gandi bhook kyun thi?  

par abhi wo kuch nahi kar sakti thi. pushpa ab bhi baat me tha, aur wo sirf ek pativrata patni thi jo apne pati ke izzat ki raksha karna jaanti thi.  

par ek sawaal uske dimaag me chal raha tha – kya yeh sirf ek nazar thi? ya yeh aadmi kuch aur bhi soch raha tha?


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dhoop tez ho chuki thi, haveli ke andar garmahat thi par uske andar ki baithak me ek alag hi mahaul tha. pushpa minister rudra pratap aur uske beta jolly reddy ke saath baitha tha. beedi ke dhuen aur garam chai ki sugandh ke beech ek bada sauda ho raha tha.  

pushpa, yeh 500 ton chandan ki deal teri zindagi ka sabse bada mauka ho sakti hai. tu ab jungle ke raja se rajneeti ke kheta me bada aadmi ban sakta hai. bas thoda support chahiye, minister ne apni kursi pe aaram se baithte hue kaha  

pushpa ne beedi ka ek gehra kash li, aankhon me ek ajeeb si soojh-boojh thi. land ke papers kya bolte hain? aur mujhe kis level pe support milega? pushpa ki awaaz ekdum theli thi, jaise sirf sachai hi sunna chahta ho  

minister ne haath se ek halka sa ishaara kiya, support pura milega pushpa, tujhe sirf apne connections use karne hai. yeh chandan ka maal sirf yahan nahi, bahar bhi jayega. aur us jagah pe tera hi naam chalega. bas thoda adjustment chahiye  

pushpa ne minister ke chehre ki taraf dekha, uske aankhon me sauda ho raha tha, sirf dosti nahi. par pushpa bhi ab naya khiladi nahi raha tha, usne bhi dheere se muskurate hue beedi bujha di, dekhenge, lekin har cheez ka daam hota hai minister ji  

minister ne haath jod ke hansa, bilkul, bilkul, daam bhi milega aur naam bhi.  

tabhi ek naukar aaya, malik, khaane ka intezaam tayar hai.  

minister ne table ki taraf dekha, bade izzat se bola, pushpa, yahan tak aaye hain toh khana toh aapke haath se hi khaayenge  

pushpa ne sir hila diya, lekin jolly reddy ki aankhon me sirf ek cheez thi, wo srivalli.  

kuch hi der me srivalli aayi, haath me ek badi si thali, usme garma-garam mutton, rotiyan aur chawal tha. **uska chehra ekdum shaant, aankhein neeche, ek acchi biwi ki tarah, jo mehmaan nawaji bhi karti hai aur apni maryada bhi rakhti hai.**  

lekin jaise hi usne saamne khade jolly reddy ko dekha, uska mann ghabra gaya. **wo use pehle bhi dekh chuki thi, lekin ab, jab wo mutton serve kar rahi thi, uski aankhein aur bhi neechi ho gayi.**  

jolly ki nigah uske haath se le kar uske badan tak ja chuki thi. **uska pallu thoda dhila tha, jaise hi wo jhuki, ek pal ke liye blouse se thoda sa jism nazar aaya, jolly ki aankhein wahin atak gayi.**  

minister baat kar raha tha, lekin jolly sirf **srivalli ki naram skin, uski kamar ka halka sa lachak, aur uske chhoti si sharam ko dekh raha tha.** uske mann me sirf ek hi soch thi, ye aurat sirf pushpa ki nahi ho sakti, mujhe bhi yeh chahiye  

srivalli ne mehsoos kiya ki ek gandi bhook usko nigal rahi hai. **usne jaldi se pallu samet liya, bina kuch kahe apni nazar neeche rakhi aur khana serve karne lagi.**  

pushpa ab bhi minister se baat me laga tha, isliye usko kuch andaza nahi tha ki uske biwi ke sharir pe koi aur aadmi nazar daal raha tha.  

jab khana serve ho gaya, srivalli ne ek baar bhi aankh upar nahi uthayi, **uska dil tez dhadak raha tha, uski chut bhi andar se sikod rahi thi jaise koi uski izzat par nazar daal raha ho.**  

jolly reddy ke honth halka se hile, usne dheere se ek shabd kaha jo sirf uske mann me aaya, kya cheez hai…  

srivalli ne bina kisi ko kuch bataye sidha kitchen ki taraf kadam badhaye, **uske sharir me ek ajeeb si jalan thi, ghin bhi aur darr bhi.** wo sirf ek pativrata patni thi, aur is tarah ki nazar uske liye ajeeb thi.  

kuch der baad jab minister aur uska beta chalne lage, tabhi ek ajeeb baat hui.  

srivalli ne mehsoos kiya ki jolly ki aankhein ab bhi usko dhoond rahi thi. **wo uske chehre par nahi, uske badan par ruk rahi thi, jaise uski tasveer apni aankhon me basane ki koshish kar raha ho.**  

wo bas chup chaap andar chali gayi, lekin uske dil me ek naya sawal jag chuka tha. **yeh aadmi sirf dekh raha hai, ya kuch aur bhi chahta hai?**



raat ho chuki thi, hawa me thodi thandak thi lekin haveli ke andar ek alag hi garmi thi. pushpa apni kursi par baitha beedi phoonk raha tha, aankhein thodi laal thi jaise dimaag me koi badi soch chal rahi ho. minister ki baatein ab tak uske dimaag me ghoom rahi thi. 500 ton ka sauda chhota nahi tha, aur jo jagah wo maang raha tha wo bhi bahut maayne rakhti thi.  

tabhi srivalli dheere se andar aayi, usne pushpa ki taraf dekha jo ab bhi kisi gehri soch me dooba tha.  

tum kya soch rahe ho, srivalli ne halka sa pallu sambhalte hue kaha  

pushpa ne beedi ka dhuaan nikalte hue uski taraf dekha, minister ka offer bada hai, agar yeh maine pakad liya to hum sirf jungle tak seemit nahi rahenge, poore area pe apna naam ho jayega  

srivalli ne thoda samay liya, phir dheere se boli, tum minister ki madad karna chahte ho?  


pushpa ne sir hila diya, bada banna hai to risk lena padega, agar main yeh nahi pakadunga to koi aur pakad lega. mujhe yehi samajhna hai ki yeh deal mere liye faayde ki hai ya mujhe kisi aur ke haath ka khilona bana degi  

srivalli ne ek gehri saans li, mujhe minister se koi dikkat nahi, lekin mujhe nahi lagta ki uska beta jolly reddy achha aadmi hai  

pushpa ne thoda surprise ho ke dekha, kyu, usne kuch kaha?  

nahi, bas mujhe acha nahi laga, srivalli ne chup chaap kaha, apni aankhein neeche karte hue. wo pushpa ko batana nahi chahti thi ki jolly kis tarah usko ghoor raha tha, kis tarah uski buri nazar uske badan pe tik gayi thi. usko pata tha ki agar wo batayegi to pushpa ka gussa ek pal me phat sakta hai, aur abhi wo nahi chahti thi ki pushpa kisi bhi natije pe bina soche samjhe pahunch jaaye.  

pushpa ne ek pal ke liye socha, phir dheere se bola, jab power badhti hai to naye log milte hain, naye dushman bhi aur naye dost bhi. mujhe jolly ke iraade nahi pata, par agar minister se baat karni hai to uske ladke ko bhi samajhna padega  

srivalli ne pushpa ke chehre ko dekha, uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si door ki soch thi. wo sirf ek gunda nahi, ek sochne wala insaan bhi ban raha tha. jo bada soch raha tha, jise apne empire ko badhana tha.  

usne sir jhukaya aur chup chaap chalne lagi, lekin uske dil me ek ajeeb sa bhar tha. kya pushpa samjhega ki wo jolly reddy jaise logo se door rehna chahta hai? ya wo power ke nasha me itna aage chala jayega ki usko yeh samajhna hi nahi hoga ki kaun sach me uske saath hai aur kaun sirf uska istemal kar raha hai?  

raat ab bhi lambi thi, par pushpa ki duniya ek naye mod pe ja rahi thi. ek aisi jagah jahan rishton ki pariksha hogi, aur jahan ek patni sirf ek biwi nahi, ek pativrata aurat banke apne pati ko sahi raaste dikhane ki koshish karegi. lekin kya pushpa uski baat maanega? ya sirf apni soch ko aage badhane me laga rahega?

gadi hawa se baatein kar rahi thi, road ke kinare sirf andhera tha. minister rudra pratap peechay aaram se baitha tha, aankhein band kiye kuch soch raha tha. uske bagal me jolly reddy ekdum shaant baitha tha, par uski aankhon me ek alag hi bhook thi. wo sirf ek hi cheez ke baare me soch raha tha – srivalli.  

jolly ne dheere se ek bechain saans li, phir apne baap ki taraf dekha. minister ab bhi apni soch me dubha hua tha. gadi ke andar sirf engine ki awaaz thi.  

baap ji, mujhe srivalli chahiye  

minister ne aankh kholi, uske chehre pe koi surprise nahi tha, bas ek halki si smirk. wo apne bete ko jaanta tha, uske shaukh bhi jaanta tha.  

kyun? minister ne ek halke hasi ke saath poocha  

jolly ne ek pal ke liye socha, phir ekdum spasht shabd me bola, aisi aurat maine kabhi nahi dekhi. itni shareef, itni sundar, par uske sharir me ek alag hi cheez hai. jab wo paas se guzri, uski mahak tak alag thi. mujhe wo chahiye baap ji, kisi bhi haal me  

minister ne beedi jalai, uska dhuaan ek pal ke liye gadi ke andar bhar gaya. pushpa tera dost nahi, minister ne dheere se kaha, wo sirf apni faayde ke liye kisi ke saath hota hai.  

mujhe uska dost banne ki zarurat nahi, mujhe bas srivalli chahiye, jolly ne zidd bhari awaaz me kaha  

minister ne apne bete ki taraf dekha, phir bahar ki taraf ek pal ke liye socha. agar power chahiye to har cheez apne favor me laani padti hai. wo samajh gaya tha ki jolly ka dimaag sirf ek hi jagah atak gaya hai – srivalli.  

minister ne dheere se muskurate hue kaha, sabar kar beta, har cheez time pe milti hai. pushpa abhi hamara kaam kar raha hai, pehle use apne control me laane de, phir sochenge  

jolly ne apni mooth band ki, lekin uske aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak thi. wo jo chahta tha, wo leke hi rahega. pushpa ko samajhne me time lagega, par srivalli ka sapna usne apni aankhon me basaa liya tha.  

raat ka andhera badhta ja raha tha, aur jolly reddy ki bhook bhi. lekin abhi khel shuru hua tha. kya pushpa jaan payega ki uski duniya me ek bada sa dushman aa raha hai? ya wo sirf apne badhne ke sapne me aage badhta rahega, bina samjhe ki kisi ki nazar uski biwi par tik chuki hai?

[Joker44]

Jolly Reddy apne luxurious bedroom me baithe hue tha, lekin uska dimaag sirf Srivalli ke bare me soch raha tha. Uski masoomiyat, uski sharmili aankhein, uska lachakta badan – sab kuch ek ajeeb si bhook jaga raha tha uske andar.
Usne apni shirt ke top ke button khol diye, garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi lekin andar ki aag usse aur bhi bechain kar rahi thi. Srivalli ki tasveer uske dimaag se ja hi nahi rahi thi.
Usne apna phone uthaya aur ek phone call ki. Kuch der me teen ladkiyan uske kamre me aa gayi. Wo sab sundar thi, sexy thi, patli kamar aur bhare hue curves ke sath. Unke chehre pe muskurahat thi, jaise jaanti ho ki Jolly kya chahta hai.
Jolly ne ek ladki ka kamar pakda aur apni taraf kheench liya. Uske hot lips pe apna munh rakha, phir uske blouse ke buttons khol diye. Uske haath dusri ladki ke badan ko explore kar rahe the, aur teesri uski kamar ke paas sarakte hue uske shirt ke andar haath dal chuki thi.
Jolly ne unhe ek ek karke lia, bed pe, sofa pe, har jagah. Unka cheekhna, unka rooh tak hilana, sab kuch suna, lekin andar se wo ab bhi unsatisfied tha. Uska dimaag ab bhi Srivalli pe atka tha.
Jab wo climax pe pahucha, uske andar sirf frustration thi. Ye ladkiyan uski body ki bhook mita sakti thi, lekin uski rooh ki bhook nahi.
Usne apne bal jhatke, cigarette jalaya aur ek gehri saans bhari.
"Yeh sab ek taraf… par mujhe jo chahiye wo abhi bhi nahi mila."
Uski aankhon me ek alag hi determination tha. Srivalli sirf Pushpa ki nahi reh sakti. Uski bhi toh bhook hai, aur us bhook ka sirf ek hi ilaj hai – Srivalli.
Jolly ne dheere se muskuraya, ek shikari ki tarah jo apni shikar pe nazar jamaye baitha ho.
"Pushpa abhi raja hai, lekin rani meri hogi."

Jolly Reddy ka dimaag ab bas ek hi cheez soch raha tha—Srivalli. Uske chehre ka noor, uski sharafat, wo sharif si aadayein jo uske andar ek alag hi bhook jagaa rahi thi. Usne jitni bhi auratein dekhi thi, jitni bhi bhog chuki thi, unme wo asli roop nahi tha jo Srivalli me tha. Wo ek pavitra aurat thi, ek aisi cheez jo har kisi ko milti nahi. Lekin Jolly Reddy aadmi nahi, ek shikari tha. Jo cheez usko chahiye hoti thi, wo usko hathiyaane ka tareeka bhi jaanta tha.
Usne apne aadmiyon ko saaf hukm diya ki Srivalli ki har ek harkat pe nazar rakho. Har din ka schedule batao. Kaha jaati hai, kis raste se jaati hai, kis samay akele hoti hai, kis samay sabse zyada beparwah rehti hai. Kuch din tak aadmiyon ne peecha kiya aur ek important baat samajh aayi, Srivalli har subah apni doston ke saath mandir jaati hai, aur mandir se wapas aate waqt wo kuch waqt tak akele rehti hai, bas tabhi moka sahi hai. Jolly Reddy ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si muskurahat aayi, usne apni beedi jalaai aur smoke ka ek ghul ghul hawa me chod diya.
Agle din subah Srivalli apni haveli se nikalti hai, aaj usne safed aur laal kinari wali saree pehni thi, blouse tight fit tha, jo uske ubhre hue curves ko aur highlight kar raha tha. Uske gehre baal jooda me bandh rakhe the, ek chhoti si bindi uske masoom chehre pe aur bhi gehraai le aayi thi. Uske lips hamesha ki tarah halka sa moisture wale the, jaise bas abhi kisi ne chhua ho, lekin sharm se neeche jhuke the. Haveli ke andar se chalne lagi, uske kadam ek nazakat ke sath chal rahe the. Jolly ke aadmiyon ki aankhen uspar thi, har pal ka record rakha ja raha tha.
Mandir se wapas aane ke liye Srivalli apni car me baithti hai, tabhi ek sunn sadak pe gadi aati hai jaha pehle se hi ek sharp iron ka khila bichha diya gaya tha. Jaise hi car waha se guzri, ek zor ka awaz hota hai, tyre puncture ho gaya. Gadi ek jhatke se rukh gayi, Srivalli thoda ghabra gayi. Driver ne utar kar dekha aur bola, "Madam, tyre puncture ho gaya hai. Yahan aas paas koi help nahi milegi, kuch der lagega." Srivalli thodi bechain ho gayi, kyunki road ekdam sunsaan tha, aas paas koi bhi nahi tha.
Tabhi ek aur car saamne se aati hai—ek shining black SUV, jisme se VIP number plate lagi thi. Gaadi rukti hai, aur andar se Jolly Reddy utarta hai. Uske sunglasses uski shirt ke collar me latak rahe the, shirt ke button khule the, gale me ek moti si gold chain chamak rahi thi, haath me cigarette daba rakhi thi. Uski body language ekdum relaxed thi, jaise koi casual ghoomne nikla ho, lekin uske aankhen ekdum shikari ki tarah Srivalli ko scan kar rahi thi. Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye use dekha, phir apni nazar neeche jhuka li.
Jolly ne apne cooling glasses uthakar ek gehri nazar Srivalli par daali. Uske badan ka har ek curve aankhon se scan kar diya. Uska tight blouse, jo halki si gehraai dikha raha tha, saree ka lachakta kapda jo kamar pe thoda slip ho raha tha, uski narmi, jo kapdon ke neeche bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jolly ne cigarette ka ek kash liya, phir apne driver se casually poocha, "Kya ho raha hai?" Driver ne respect me sir jhukaya, "Sahab, Madam ki car ka tyre puncture ho gaya hai."
Jolly ne ek baar phir Srivalli ko dekha, ab ki baar uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si pyaas thi. Usne apni beedi ke dhuen ke beech ek halki si smile di, "Bhabhi, aap yahan raste pe mat rukiye. Yeh jagah theek nahi hai. Chaliye, main chhod deta hoon." Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye hesitation feel ki, andar se mana karna chaha. "Nahi… main wait kar leti hoon… Driver repair kar lega…" usne dheere se kaha.
Jolly ne apni cigarette ke dhuen ke beech ek halki si smile di. "Arey bhabhi, ye road sunna hai. Kahi chhoti-moti dikkat ho gayi toh? Aapko safe jagah pe chalna chahiye. Chaliye, driver aapki car leke baad me aayega." Srivalli ab aur hesitant ho gayi. Par ek pal ke liye usne socha—"Jolly to Pushpa ji ka business partner hai… Agar mana kar diya toh baat Pushpa tak pahunch sakti hai… Ye business ke liye accha nahi hoga…" Usne ek gehri saans li, andar ek ajeeb si ghutan mehsoos ho rahi thi. "Theek hai…" usne dheere se kaha.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si jeet wali muskurahat thi. Usne Srivalli ke liye car ka darwaza khola, jaise ek gentleman ho, lekin andar se uska mann ek shikari ki tarah excited tha. Srivalli dheere se car me baithi, uska mann ab bhi nervous tha, lekin koi option nahi tha. Jolly bhi andar aaya, car ke darwaza band hue, aur gaadi tez speed me nikal gayi. Jolly ne ek baar fir Srivalli ki taraf dekha, uske perfume ki mehak car me fill ho chuki thi. Uski patli kamar se saree ka kapda thoda sarak chuka tha, aur Jolly ki aankhen waha atak gayi.
Usne apni body language relaxed rakhi, lekin andar se wo ekdam alert tha. Srivalli ke chehre pe halka sa nervousness tha, wo khidki se bahar dekh rahi thi, lekin Jolly ke liye wo ek trophy ki tarah thi jo ab uske bohot kareeb aa chuki thi. Car ke andar ki halka thanda environment aur Srivalli ki garam presence, Jolly ke andar ek naya junoon jaga rahi thi.
Jolly ne apni beedi ka ek aur gehra kash liya aur dheere se kaha, "Bhabhi, akele mat raha karo. Duniya achi jagah nahi hai." Srivalli ne halki si muskurahat di, lekin kuch bola nahi. Uska mann ab bhi bechain tha, lekin uske paas koi aur rasta nahi tha.
Jolly Reddy ka mann ab aur bhi badhta ja raha tha. Srivalli sirf Pushpa ki nahi reh sakti. Uska junoon ab ek aur level pe pahunch chuka tha. Yeh bas shuruaat thi.


Jolly Reddy apni SUV ki driving seat par baitha tha, lekin uska dhyaan sirf ek hi jagah tha—Srivalli, jo uske bagal me baithi thi. Uske aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak thi, jaise ek shikari apne shikaar ko bas pakadne hi wala ho. Car ke andar ka mahaul ekdum sann tha, sirf engine ki halki halki awaaz gunj rahi thi. Srivalli ne apni nazar khidki ki taraf kar li thi, lekin uska mann andar se bechain ho raha tha.
Jolly ne ek baar uski taraf dekha, uski gori, naram kalaiyan jo uske god me rakhi thi, un par golden kangan halki si chamak maar rahe the. Uska blouse ekdum tight fit tha, jaise uske ubharte badan ko aur bhi define kar raha ho. Uski saree ka kapda uski patli kamar se slip ho raha tha, aur Jolly ki nazar bas wahi atak gayi thi. Ek aisi aurat jo duniya ke liye ek sharif biwi thi, lekin Jolly ke dimaag me ek adhura junoon ban chuki thi.
Ek pal ke liye, Srivalli ne apni naazuk ungliyon se saree ka pallu aur kas kar apni chaati pe dhak liya. Uske chehre pe halki si ghabrahat dikh rahi thi, jaise usne Jolly ki nazar mehsoos kar li ho. Par usne apne mann ko samjhaya, "Ye Pushpa ji ka business partner hai, shayad main zyada soch rahi hoon."
Jolly ne apni beedi jalai, ek gehri saans li, phir dheere se cigarette ka smoke andar kheechte hue bola, "Bhabhi, tumhe kabhi akele safar nahi karna chahiye."
Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye uski taraf dekha, phir phir se apni nazar neeche kar li. "Main toh hamesha mandir hi jaati hoon."
Jolly ne ek chhoti si hasi di, jo uske asli iraadon ko chhupa rahi thi.
"Arey, bhagwan ki jagah toh safe hai, lekin duniya nahi bhabhi… kabhi kabhi jo hum sochte hain, wo sach nahi hota…"
Jolly ne dheere se apna haath gear shift par rakha, par uska angutha Srivalli ke soft haath ko halka sa chhu gaya.
Srivalli ekdam se thoda sikoond gayi, uska sharir ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya. Jolly ne dheere se uska reaction mehsoos kiya, aur andar hi andar muskuraya. Ye pehla step tha.
"Kya hua bhabhi? Aap itni nervous kyun lag rahi hain?"
Srivalli ne turant apna haath apni god me lapet liya, jaise koi bijli ka jhatka laga ho. "Kuch nahi… bas aise hi."
Jolly ne dheere se apni beedi ka ek aur gehra kash liya, "Aise kaise bhabhi… koi aapko dekh ke pehchan sakta hai ki aapke mann me kuch chal raha hai."
Srivalli ne ab is baat pe thoda hairani se Jolly ko dekha.
Jolly ne ek halke muskurahat ke sath dheere se apni ungliyon se steering pe tap kiya, jaise ek hunter apne shikaar ke reaction ka wait kar raha ho.
"Bhabhi, Pushpa se shaadi ke baad toh aapki duniya sirf ghar tak simit ho gayi na?"
Srivalli ne thoda bechain hokar apni saree ka pallu thoda aur kas liya.
"Mujhe kuch nahi samajh aaya… aap ye sab kyun keh rahe hain?"
Jolly ab aur relaxed ho gaya. Usne apna haath gear shift se hata kar Srivalli ki taraf ghoomaya, ab uski pure body language Srivalli pe focused thi.
"Matlab ye bhabhi… kabhi kabhi insaan ko lagta hai ki uska jeevan pura ho gaya hai, lekin andar ek aur bhook hoti hai jo sirf dheere dheere badhti jaati hai."
Srivalli ne ab sahi se Jolly ki taraf dekha.
"Aap aisi ajeeb baatein kyun kar rahe hain?"
Jolly ne ek gehra sans liya, cigarette ka dhuaan Srivalli ki taraf phookte hue dheere se bola,
"Bas aise hi… kabhi kabhi kuch cheezein kehne ki zarurat nahi hoti… mehsoos karni padti hai."
Jolly abhi bhi Srivalli ko dekhta raha, uski aankhon me ek ajeeb sa junoon tha, jaise wo kuch chhupa raha ho, par phir bhi keh raha ho.
Srivalli thoda aur stiff ho gayi, usko pehli baar mehsoos hua ki Jolly ki soch sirf ek simple aadmi ki nahi thi. Uske andar ek bari dushmani ya bari bhook thi, jo uske shabdon me dikh rahi thi.
Usne khidki se bahar dekha, mann me socha ki jaldi ghar pahunch jaye, lekin Jolly ne ekdum se brake maar di.
"Oh shit, sorry bhabhi… ek kutta samne aa gaya tha," Jolly ne casually kaha, lekin uske haath Srivalli ke shoulder tak aane wale the.
Srivalli ekdum se seat se peeche ho gayi, uske dil ki dhadkane tej ho gayi.
Jolly ne dheere se muskuraya, wo bas apna pehla kadam badha raha tha.
"Bhabhi, aap itni dare kyun rahi hain? Main to bas aapki madad kar raha hoon."
Srivalli ne turant apna pallu aur kas diya, ab wo bahar dekh rahi thi, lekin uska dimaag sirf ek cheez soch raha tha—yeh aadmi kuch aur chah raha hai.
Jolly ab aur relaxed ho gaya, usne apni cigarette ka ek aur gehra kash liya aur dheere se Srivalli ke perfume ki mehak andar kheench li.
"Bhabhi, Pushpa bahut lucky hai… sab kuch mil gaya usko. Power, paisa… aur aap."
Srivalli ne ekdum se Jolly ki taraf dekha, ab wo khul kar bol raha tha.
Jolly ne uske aankhon me dekha, ekdum direct, bina dare.
"Kabhi kabhi jo cheez kisi ek ki hoti hai, uspar doosre bhi nazar rakh sakte hain, bas mauka milne ki deri hoti hai."
Srivalli ekdam se andar se kaanp gayi. Ye pehli baar tha jab Jolly ne khul kar is tarah baat ki thi.
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Usne apni jagah se thoda sarakne ki koshish ki.
Jolly ne ab ek last line kahi jo uske dimaag me gunjti rahi.
"Mujhe lagta hai bhabhi, aap bhi samajhne lagi hain ki duniya me sirf ek mard ka raaj nahi hota…"
Srivalli ab aur panic me thi.
Car haveli ke samne ruki, Srivalli turant darwaza khol ke nikal gayi.
Par Jolly andar se muskuraya.
Uska pehla kadam safal ho gaya tha. Srivalli ab uske bare me soch rahi thi. Bas, abhi to shuruaat thi.



Raat ka waqt tha, chandni ki halki roshni haveli ke kamre me ghus rahi thi. Haveli ke andar har cheez shaant thi, lekin Srivalli ke mann me ek tufaan chal raha tha. Uska sharir Pushpa ke bistar pe tha, lekin uska dimaag kahin aur.
Uska mann aaj bahut bhara hua tha. Usko Pushpa se baat karni thi, usko bataana tha ki Jolly ne aaj kaise ajeeb baatein ki thi, kaise uske touch ne usko uneasy feel karaya tha. Lekin Pushpa aaj ekdum thaka tha.
Pushpa bistar pe let chuka tha, uski shirt khuli thi, chest ke muscles dikh rahe the, ek haath takiya ke neeche tha. Srivalli uske paas aayi, uska mann ek pal ke liye apne pati ki taraf khicha, usko laga agar wo aaj Pushpa ke paas rahi, uska pyar mehsoos kiya, to shayad wo Jolly ki yaadon se chhut sake.
Usne dheere se apna haath Pushpa ke chaati pe rakha, apne naram ungliyon se halka sa touch diya. Pushpa ne ek pal ke liye aankh kholi, halka sa dekha, phir phir se band kar li.
"Aaj bohot thak gaya hoon Srivalli… sojao."
Srivalli ka mann ek pal me ekdum udaas ho gaya. Wo andar se chahti thi ki Pushpa usko dekhe, uski baatein sune, usko mehsoos kare.
Usne ek baar phir thoda paas jaake apna gala uske kandhe ke paas rakha, dheere se boli, "Pushpa ji, aaj ek ajeeb baat hui…"
Lekin Pushpa ka sirf ek response aaya, usne apna haath uthake uske kamar pe rakha aur usko ek baar halka sa kheench ke bola, "Baad me baat karenge Srivalli, abhi neend aa rahi hai."
Srivalli ekdum stiff ho gayi, wo kuch der tak waisa hi rahi, jaise soch rahi ho ki ye pal guzar jaye aur Pushpa khud samajh le.
Lekin Pushpa ne apni aankhen band kar li aur ghoor se so gaya.
Srivalli ne andar se ek ajeeb si bechaini mehsoos ki. Usne apna pallu sambhal liya, dheere se uth ke takiye ke ek kone pe baith gayi.
Aaj wo sach me alag mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Jolly ki baatein uske kaanon me gunj rahi thi.
"Kabhi kabhi jo cheez kisi ek ki hoti hai, uspar doosre bhi nazar rakh sakte hain, bas mauka milne ki deri hoti hai."
Uska haath apni kalai pe gaya jaha Jolly ka ungliyon ka halka sa touch hua tha.
Uske mann me ek ajeeb sa darr aaya. Jolly sirf ek aadmi nahi tha, wo koi bhi had paar kar sakta tha.
Wo bas Pushpa ke paas chahti thi, uska haath thaamna chahti thi, uske andar ek ajeeb si bhook thi aaj—sirf Pushpa ke pyaar ki.
Lekin Pushpa ko is waqt sirf neend chahiye thi.
Srivalli chup chaap soyi rahi, lekin uski aankhen khuli thi.
Uska mann bas ek hi cheez soch raha tha—Jolly Reddy se door rehna hoga. Lekin kya wo usse door reh paayegi?

[Joker44]

Raat guzar chuki thi, lekin Srivalli ki aankhon me neend nahi thi. Pushpa uske bagal me gahri neend me so raha tha, uski bhari saansein kamre me goonj rahi thi. Lekin Srivalli ka dimaag ab bhi Jolly ki baaton me atka tha. Uska mann kehta tha ki ye sirf ek galti thi, ek ajeeb si baat jo bhool jani chahiye. Lekin uske dil ke kisi kone me ek ajeeb sa darr baitha tha.
Subah ke pehle pehro me, jab puri haveli abhi bhi shaant thi, Srivalli uth gayi. Usne ek gehri saans li, apne baalon ko upar bandh diya aur apne saree ka pallu acchi tarah se sambhaal liya. Wo kitchen ki taraf chali gayi, ek cup chai banane, shayad kuch der ke liye apni soch se door jaane.
Lekin jaise hi usne chai ka cup uthaya, ek naukar aaya, usne haath jodke bola,
"Madam, bahar koi aapse milna chahta hai."
Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye nazar uthai,
"Kaun hai?"
Naukar ne halki si sharmili muskurahat di, jaise wo kuch samajh raha ho jo Srivalli nahi samajhna chahti thi.
"Wo Jolly sahab aaye hain."
Srivalli ka haath ek pal ke liye kaanp gaya. Chai ka cup halkasa jhatka kha gaya, lekin wo sambhal gayi. Uska mann ab ek ajeeb si bechaini mehsoos kar raha tha.
Kyun aaya hai ye subah-subah?
Ek din pehle hi jo hua tha, usse dur rehna chahti thi, lekin ab to wo unke ghar ke andar aane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Usne gehrasaans li, apna pallu aur kas liya, phir dheere se bahar nikal gayi.
Haveli ke aangan me, ek chhoti si baithak thi jaha Jolly Reddy apni VIP style me baitha tha. Uska pair ek dusre par rakha tha, haath me ek beedi daba rakhi thi, aankhon pe cooling glasses the.
Ek shikari ki tarah wo relax lag raha tha, jaise usko pata ho ki uska shikar khud uske samne aane wala hai.
Jaise hi Srivalli bahar aayi, Jolly ne apni aankhon se usko dekha, bina ek pal ke liye bhi blink kiye.
Uski safed saree subah ki halki dhoop me chamak rahi thi, pallu dheere se hil raha tha, jaise hawa bhi uske badan ko choone ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Jolly uth kar khada ho gaya, apni beedi ka dhuaan hawa me chodte hue.
"Bhabhi ji, subah-subah dekh ke mann fresh ho gaya."
Srivalli ne andar se ghabrahat mehsoos ki, lekin apni awaaz ko shaant banaya.
"Aap itni subah yaha kyun aaye hain?"
Jolly ne ek bada sa smile diya, jaise wo sirf ek normal baat kar raha ho.
"Bas, aapko drop kiya tha kal, socha aaj puch lu ki safar thik raha ya nahi."
Srivalli ne andar se gussa mehsoos kiya. Uska yaha aana sirf ek bahana tha, wo bas apni jagah banane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Jolly dheere se uske kareeb aaya, itna kareeb ki ab dono ke beech sirf ek kadam ka faasla tha.
Usne dheere se ek aakhri cigarette ka kash liya aur apni awaaz ko dheema kar liya, jaise koi raaz ki baat kar raha ho.
"Bhabhi, aap ab bhi soch rahi hain na jo maine kal kaha?"
Srivalli ekdum stiff ho gayi.
"Mujhe kuch yaad nahi Jolly ji. Ab aap jaaiye."
Jolly halka sa hansa, phir dheere se bola,
"Yaad nahi? Ya shayad yaad rakhna nahi chahti?"
Srivalli ab piche hatne lagi, usko lagne laga ki agar wo aur khadi rahi to kuch aur keh dega ye aadmi.
"Mujhe kaam hai," usne seedha keh diya aur andar jaane lagi.
Lekin Jolly ne ekdum se bulaya,
"Bhabhi, ek baat kehna tha."
Srivalli ruk gayi, lekin peeche nahi ghumi.
Jolly ne ek last dhamaka ki tarah kaha,
"Jab koi cheez samajhne lagti hai, tab usse bhaagna nahi chahiye… usse accept kar lena chahiye. Main bas itna keh raha hoon, aap samajhdar hain."
Srivalli ab ek pal bhi nahi ruki. Wo seedha andar chali gayi.
Lekin uske mann me ek ajeeb si dukh aur gussa dono mehsoos ho raha tha.
Ye aadmi ab sidha chal raha tha. Ab usko koi dar nahi tha.
Ab Srivalli ko sochna tha— kya ye sirf lafzon ka khel hai, ya Jolly ab koi aur kadam uthane wala hai?




Mandir ke ghanta bajne ki awaaz haweli tak pahunch rahi thi, Srivalli ne apni saree ka pallu theek kiya, ek gehri saans li aur mandir ke liye nikal gayi. Aaj Pushpa ghar pe nahi tha, wo ek bade deal ke silsile me do din ke liye bahar gaya tha. Srivalli ko thoda ajeeb lag raha tha, aaj bhi uska mann halka sa bechain tha. Jab se Jolly se mulaqat hui thi, uski baatein uske dimaag se nikal nahi rahi thi.
Jaise hi wo mandir pahunchi, mandir me kaafi bheed thi. Usne apne hath jodke aarti li, diya jalaya aur ek shant mann se bhagwan ke samne baithi. Uska mann bas ek hi cheez maang raha tha—Jolly se dur rehne ka rasta. Wo nahi chahti thi ki uska pati ya koi aur is cheez me phase.
Lekin bhagwan ne shayad uski sunwai nahi ki. Jaise hi wo mandir se bahar nikli, raste ke kone pe ek black SUV ruk chuki thi.
Jolly Reddy apni gaddi se utar chuka tha. Ek dum casual lekin shikari ki tarah. Usne ek halki si smile di, cooling glasses nikal ke shirt ke collar me latkaye aur apni cigarette ka dhuaan phookte hue Srivalli ko dekha.
Srivalli ekdum ruk gayi. Uske pair thode sikoond gaye, uska gala ek pal ke liye sukh gaya.
"Akele ja rahi ho, bhabhi ji?" Jolly ne aage badhte hue kaha.
Srivalli apne pallu ko aur kas liya, uske andar ek ajeeb sa ghabrahat thi. Ye aadmi har jagah aa jata tha, jaise koi shikari apne shikaar ka peecha kar raha ho.
"Mujhe chalna chahiye," usne sidha keh diya aur aage badhne lagi.
Lekin Jolly ne ek pal me raste me aake uska rasta rok liya.
"Bhabhi, kyun baar baar bhaag rahi ho?" Uski awaaz ekdum dheemi thi, lekin har shabd me ek gehra matlab tha.
Srivalli thodi aur ghabra gayi.
"Jolly ji, mujhe ghar jaana hai, raste se hattiye."
Jolly ne halki si hasi di, jaise ye sab ek mazedar khel ho.
"Arey bhabhi, Pushpa bhi nahi hai ghar pe. Akele jaana safe nahi hai, main chhod deta hoon."
Srivalli ab sach me tension me aa gayi. Ek taraf ye aadmi tha, doosri taraf ye sunna rasta.
Usne pal bhar socha, agar mana kiya to ye aur bhi zyada disturb karega. Aur agar Pushpa tak ye baat pahunchi to uska gussa bhadak sakta tha.
"Thik hai," usne dheere se kaha.
Jolly andar se ek jeet wali smile diya. Usne apne driver ko ishaara kiya aur SUV ka darwaza khol diya. Srivalli dheere se andar baith gayi, uska mann andar se ghabra raha tha, lekin usne apne haath kas ke bandh liye.
Jolly chalak tha, usne pehle kuch nahi kaha. Bas ek gehra smoke andar kheench liya, SUV chalne lagi. Andar ek ajeeb si shanti thi.
Kuch der tak wo chup raha, bas Srivalli ko apni najron se dekh raha tha.
Uski saree ka ek kona halka sa uske kandhe se sarak raha tha. Blouse ke tight fit fabric se uska seena halkasa ubhar raha tha.
Jolly ki aankhein jaise uske har curve ko pee rahi thi.
"Bhabhi, tum kab tak mujhse bhaagogi?"
Srivalli ne turant uski taraf dekha.
"Mujhe aapke saath koi baat nahi karni."
Jolly ne ek gehera saans li, cigarette bujha di, phir dheere se apni seat se aage hua.
"Main kab keh raha hoon ki koi baat karo? Baat to kab ki ho chuki hai. Main to bas yeh keh raha hoon ki ab waqt hai sach ka samna karne ka."
Srivalli ne thoda seat me peeche hatne ki koshish ki.
"Kaunsa sach?"
Jolly ne ekdam se apna haath uske taraf le gaya, gear shift ke paas rakha, lekin uske angutha Srivalli ke haath se halkasa touch ho gaya.
"Sach yeh ki tum bhi mujhe mehsoos karti ho."
Srivalli ekdam se sikoond gayi. Usne apna haath turant kheench liya.
"Main aapko mehsoos nahi karti! Yeh galat hai, aap Pushpa ji ke dost hain!"
Jolly ne halki si hasi di, ek dum dheema, ek shikari ki tarah.
"Bhabhi, jo cheez galat hoti hai, usko mehsoos nahi kiya jaata. Tumhari saanse tez ho gayi hain, tumhari aankhein samajh gayi hain ki jo ho raha hai wo sach hai."
Srivalli ka dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.
"Gadi rokiye!"
Lekin Jolly ne gadi nahi roki.
Usne ek dum se apna haath Srivalli ki kamar ke paas le aaya, ek pal ke liye uske saree ka kapda uske ungliyon me phas gaya.
"Mujhse jitna bhaagogi, utna hi aur pyaas badhegi. Tumhe lagta hai ki sirf Pushpa ka haq hai tumpe? Tumhare jaise aurat pe to har kisi ka haq ho sakta hai."
Srivalli ne ekdum zor se apni saree kheench li, uska gala sukh raha tha.
"Aap hadd paar kar rahe hain!"
Jolly ne ekdam serious ho ke uski aankhon me dekha.
"Agar tumne mujhe accept nahi kiya, to main tumhari zindagi narak bana dunga. Pushpa ko maar bhi sakta hoon agar mujhe tum nahi mili."
Srivalli ekdam se shock ho gayi.
"Aap… aap dhmakka de rahe hain?"
Jolly ne ekdum se ek gandi hasi di, phir dheere se bola,
"Main sirf haq le raha hoon jo mujhe milna chahiye."
SUV ek jerk se ruki.
Srivalli ne turant darwaza khola aur bhaag gayi.
Lekin Jolly ki aankhon me ab bhi ek jeet thi.
"Ab dekhte hain bhabhi, kitna door bhaag sakti ho."





Srivalli ghabrate hue haveli ke andar daud gayi. Uske pair kaanp rahe the, uska gala sukh gaya tha, aur uski saansein ekdum tez ho gayi thi. Jolly ne jo kaha tha, jo usne kiya tha—sab kuch uske dimaag me goonj raha tha.
Usne darwaza zor se band kiya aur peeth se uske sahare khadi ho gayi. Uske dil ki dhadkane ab tak tez thi. Jolly ke shabd ab bhi uske kaanon me gunj rahe the—"Mujhe tum chahiye, kisi bhi haalat me."
Ye ek warning thi, ek dhamki thi, ek ghinauni sachai thi.
Uska mann ekdum ghutan se bhar gaya. Wo Pushpa ko bataaye ya nahi? Agar batayegi, to Pushpa ek pal me Jolly ko khatam kar dega.
Lekin Jolly koi aam aadmi nahi tha—wo ek minister ka beta tha, power ka malik. Agar Pushpa gussa me kuch bhi kar gaya, to poora sheher khoon se bhar jayega.
Usne apna maatha pakda, aankhen band ki aur ek gehri saans lene ki koshish ki.
Naukar andar aaya, Srivalli ka chehra dekh ke chauk gaya.
"Madam, sab thik hai?"
Srivalli ne turant apna pallu sambhalte hue kaha, "Haan, sab thik hai."
Lekin andar se kuch bhi thik nahi tha. Jolly ki najrein ab uspar tik chuki thi. Wo ek shikar ban chuki thi, ek aisi trophy jise wo kisi bhi haalat me jeetna chahta tha.
Kya kare ab?
Agar chup rahi to Jolly aur aage badh jayega.
Agar Pushpa ko bataya to jang shuru ho jayegi.
Ek aurat hone ke nate wo ek aisi situation me phas chuki thi jisme koi rasta hi nahi dikh raha tha.
Srivalli andar chali gayi, uska dimaag ek hi sawaal se bhar chuka tha—ye jung kaise roke? Ya kya wo is jung ko hone se rok bhi sakti hai?

Srivalli [b]apne kamre me aayi, darwaza band kiya aur ek gehri saans li. Uska mann ab tak bechain tha, uska sharir ab bhi Jolly ke kareeb hone ki ghin mehsoos kar raha tha. Uski aankhein aaina ki taraf gayi, jisme uska pura roop dikh raha tha.
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Usne apni saree ka pallu dheere se utara, uski naram kali blouse ke neeche se uska ubharta badan saaf dikh raha tha. Uska pet ekdum flat, kamar itni patli jaise haath lagate hi sarak jaye. Saree utarne ke baad wo sirf apne blouse aur black inner me khadi thi.
Aaina me apne aapko dekhte hi ek ajeeb si soch uske mann me aayi.
"Kya mai itni khoobsurat hoon ki ek aadmi mujh par jaanwar ki tarah toot pada hai?"
Usne apne haath apne seene par rakhe, blouse ke tight fabric ke neeche uski naram mass ahista sa daba, jaise khud ko mehsoos kar rahi ho. Jolly ki aankhein jo uske saree ke neeche jhank rahi thi, wo usko yaad aa raha tha.
Uska gora, sundar badan aaine me chamak raha tha, uske lambey baal peechhe bandh rakhe the lekin kuch lattein uske chaati pe gir rahi thi. Uske gol, ubharte curves jo blouse ke neeche bandh the, har pal uske mann me ek sawaal phir se la rahe the—yehi cheez Jolly chahta hai?
Lekin wo akeli nahi thi.
Kamre ke ek kone se, ek aadmi andhere me khada sab dekh raha tha. Uski aankhein ekdum bhookhi thi, uske haath dheere dheere apni pajama ko pakad rahe the.
Wo Srivalli ke har curve ko pee raha tha, uske har chaal ko dekh raha tha. Jaise hi Srivalli ne apni kamar thodi si jhukaayi, apni saree neeche girane ke liye, wo aadmi ek dum se aur bhi zyada bechain ho gaya.
Uski aankhein uske kamar ki smooth skin pe atak gayi thi, jo ab saf saf dikh rahi thi. Uska pet, uske seene ke neeche girta kapda, uski lachakti kamar—sab kuch jaise ek sapna lag raha tha.
Wo aadmi ekdum stiff ho gaya, uska saans tez ho gaya. Uska haath dheere se neeche jata hai, wo apni excitement ko mehsoos kar raha tha.
Srivalli ko ab tak andaza nahi tha ki koi uske har ang ko bhookhi nazar se dekh raha hai.
[b]Par jo aadmi usse dekh raha tha, uska mann ab sirf ek cheez chah raha tha—ye khoobsurti uski bhi honi chahiye.[/b]





Haveli ke aangan me sannata tha, lekin andar ek badi baat hone wali thi. Pushpa aaj ghar pe tha, aur uska mood accha lag raha tha. Do din ke baad wapas aaya tha, aur Srivalli bhi uske paas thi. Lekin uske dimaag me ab bhi business ka pressure chal raha tha.
Jaise hi dopehar dhalne lagi, ek badi si SUV haveli ke bahar rukti hai. Jolly Reddy aur Shekhawat ek saath utarte hain. Ek strong entry jaise koi bada maamla chalne wala ho. Naukar aage badhte hain, darwaza khulta hai aur dono andar aate hain.
Pushpa apni kursi pe aaram se baitha tha, ek beedi lips ke beech daba rakhi thi. Jaise hi Jolly aur Shekhawat andar aaye, usne ek halki muskurahat di.
"Aree Jolly bhai, bade din baad aaye ho!"
Jolly ne badi smile ke saath haath milaya.
"Haan bhai, aaj kuch khaas lekar aaya hoon."
Ek naukar andar aata hai, haath me ek bada gift box lekar.
Jolly ne halki si smirk ke sath kaha,
"Yeh hamari taraf se aap dono ke liye chhoti si tohfa, Pushpa bhai aur bhabhi ke liye."
Srivalli jo dusri taraf khadi thi, uske dil ki dhadkane tez ho gayi. Uska mann ekdum se khinch gaya, ye aadmi ab bhi apni chaal chal raha tha.
Pushpa ne gift box khola, andar ek bohot hi mehnga showpiece tha— ek golden elephant jisme ek chhoti si diamond carving thi. Ek shakti ka prateek.
Pushpa ne thoda hairani se dekha,
"Bhai, ye toh bada mehnga lag raha hai. Bina wajah ke gift kyun?"
Jolly ne apna beedi ka dhuan andar kheechte hue kaha,
"Pushpa bhai, ab time aagaya hai bade faisle ka. Minister ji ne ek badi opportunity di hai aapke liye."
Pushpa ab thoda serious ho gaya.
Jolly ne aankh me aankh daal ke kaha,
"Agar tu chaahe to ek bada leader ban sakta hai, sirf ek gang ka nahi, pura zila tere naam ka ho sakta hai. Minister ji chahta hai tu MLA ban jaaye. Politics me aaja Pushpa bhai, asli taqat ka raaz wahi hai."
Pushpa ne beedi ka dhuan phookte hue kaha,
"Bhai, MLA banna hai to mujhe kya karna padega?"
Jolly ne halki si hasi di, jaise sab kuch soch samajh ke aaya ho.
"Bas thoda aaram se kaam karna padega. Apni gundagardi ko thoda kam karna padega. Minister ke saath rahega to tere sab department tere control me rahenge."
Pushpa ne thoda socha, phir Shekhawat ki taraf dekha.
Shekhawat samajh gaya ki Pushpa uske bare me kya soch raha hai. Wo bhi aage bada aur bola,
"Pushpa bhai, ek aur baat hai. Agar yeh sab tere liye sahi hai to main bhi tere raste se hatne ke liye ready hoon."
Pushpa ne thoda hairan ho ke dekha,
"Matlab?"
Shekhawat bade aaram se bola,
"Tera aur mera jo bhi masla raha hai, usko side kar dete hain. Mujhe sirf ek transfer chahiye mere hometown me. Bas itna ho jaaye, to na main tere raste aane wala hoon, na tu mere."
Pushpa ab thoda sochne laga.
Agar yeh sab maan liya to uska naam bhi bada ho jayega, aur usko ek naya political power mil sakta hai.
Lekin uske dimaag me ek aur cheez chal rahi thi—Jolly kyun itna madad kar raha tha? Ye aadmi sirf dosti me aisa nahi kar sakta.
Uska koi aur plan bhi ho sakta hai.
Pushpa ne ek gehra saans li, beedi bujha di aur dheere se bola,
"Sochna padega bhai, yeh chhoti cheez nahi hai."
Jolly ne ek confident smile di, jaise usko pata tha ki Pushpa maan hi jayega.
"Bhai, sochne ka time kam hai. Mauka bada hai, soch ke faisla lena, par jaldi lena."
Pushpa ne sir hila diya.
Lekin Srivalli ka mann ab bhi ghabra raha tha. Jolly ke aankhon me ek ajeeb si jeet dikh rahi thi.
Ye sirf ek political deal nahi thi, yeh ek naya khel tha.
Ab dekhna ye tha ki Pushpa is khel me kya karega.

Jese hi [b]Jolly aur Shekhawat haveli se nikle, Pushpa beedi ka ek gehra kash leke ekdum serious ho gaya. Uski aankhon me ek naya shaque tha. Jolly itna achanak se madad kyun kar raha tha? Minister tak mujhe khud lekar kyun jaa raha tha? Kahin koi badi saazish to nahi chal rahi?
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Usne beedi ka dhuan hawa me phoonka, apne sabse vishwasniye aadmiyo ko bulaya. Raka, Kesari aur Munna, teen log jo har ek chhoti se chhoti baat ka pata laga sakte the.
Pushpa kursi pe aage jhuk gaya, aankhon me ek alag hi teekhaapan tha.
"Ek kaam karo, Jolly ke bare me har ek cheez pata lagao. Minister ke saath iski kitni gehri setting hai, aur yeh mere upar itna meherbaan kyun ban raha hai."
Raka aage badha, sir jhuka ke bola,
"Samajh gaye bhai, hum turant nikalte hain."
Pushpa ab bhi soch raha tha.
Jolly aise hi kisi ko power nahi deta. Uska koi aur game zaroor hoga.
Lekin sabse badi baat jo Pushpa nahi jaanta tha—wo Srivalli ke taraf bhi ek naya khel khel raha tha.
Kya Pushpa samay pe jaan payega ki Jolly ka asli plan kya hai?
Ya [b]jab tak sach saamne aayega, tab tak der ho chuki hogi?[/b]

[Joker44]

Pushpa apne kamre me aage-peeche tezi se chal raha tha, beedi uske beech me dabi thi, lekin uski aankhein ekdum laal ho chuki thi. Uska gussa ab uske control se bahar nikal raha tha. 500 ton ka maal China bheja tha, lekin ab tak payment nahi aayi thi. Itni badi deal atak gayi thi, aur iske peeche koi bada haath ho sakta tha.
Usne Munna ko bulaya,
"Jaake pata lagao ye China waale paisa kyun nahi de rahe. Aur mujhe abhi ke abhi jawab chahiye!"
Munna sir jhukake bola,
"Bhai, ek news aayi hai… China waale ab hamare supply se bach rahe hain, keh rahe hain ki payment delay ho gayi hai kisi higher level ke aadmi ke wajah se."
Pushpa ekdum se ruk gaya, uski mutthi kas gayi.
"Matlab?"
Munna thoda dare hue bola,
"Lagta hai kisi ne upar tak paunch banayi hai. Koi chhupa dushman jo chah raha hai ki tera maal atak jaye."
Pushpa ekdum ghussa me chair ko laat maari, beedi ka dhuan zor se nikalte hue bola,
"Mujhe iska jawab chahiye, aur agar zaroori ho to mujhe khud China jaana padega."
China jaana ek badi cheez thi. Matlab 10 din ka safar, aur itne din tak Pushpa yaha nahi hoga.
Jolly apni luxury SUV me baitha ye sab news sun raha tha, ek cigarette ka slow kash lete hue. Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak thi, jaise wo bas isi waqt ka intezaar kar raha tha.
"Pushpa bhai ab 10 din tak yaha nahi hoga… ab khel shuru hota hai."
Usne apne aadmiyon ko bulaya.
"Srivalli ke ghar me zyada security hai, Pushpa ki maa aur kuch guards bhi waha hain. Agar kuch direct karenge to Pushpa ko turant pata chal jayega."
Ek aadmi bola,
"To kya karna hai, bhai?"
Jolly ne ek shararti muskurahat di.
"Mandir… har subah Srivalli waha jaati hai. Uske ghar ke andar attack nahi kar sakte, to mandir me uska rasta rokte hain."
Agli subah, Srivalli jab mandir pahunchi, to ek chhoti si aarti ki thali uske naam se wahaan rakhi thi. Usne jab dekha, to uske andar ek ek moti ki mala thi, aur ek chhoti si chitthi.
"Ek masoom tofa, ek sharif aurat ke liye."
Srivalli ekdum se samajh gayi ki ye kisne bheja hoga.
Uska chehra ekdum ghabra gaya. Jolly ne ab ek naya tareeka nikal liya tha.
Lekin ye sirf shuruaat thi. Agle din ek aur gift, ek sundar chhoti si murti.
Aur teesre din, jaise hi Srivalli mandir se nikal rahi thi, ek black SUV raste pe ruk gayi.
Jolly Reddy darwaza khol ke ekdum smooth style me bola,
"Bhabhi, yaha itni garmi me kyun khadi ho? Chalo, main chhod deta hoon."
Srivalli ekdam sikoond gayi.
Jolly ke khel ki ab asli shuruaat ho chuki thi.





Srivalli darte hue ek pal ke liye peechhe mur ke dekhi, lekin mandir ke aas paas koi bhi nahi tha. Aaj uske saath na uska driver tha, na bodyguard, na hi koi saheli. Wo bilkul akeli thi.
Jolly Reddy apni SUV ke darwaze se tik kar khada tha, aankhon me ek ajeeb si jeet wali chamak. Usne cigarette ka ek gehra kash liya, phir dheere se dhuan chhoda.
"Bhabhi, tumhe baar baar bhaagne ki aadat ho gayi hai."
Srivalli abhi bhi do kadam peeche hati. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.
"Jolly, tum ye galat kar rahe ho! Mere husband ko pata chal gaya to tumhe zinda nahi chhodega!"
Jolly ne halki si hasi di, jaise ye sab mazedar ho.
"Pushpa bhai? Arey bhabhi, wo to abhi China me baithe hain, aur agle 10 din tak nahi aane wale. Tumhe lagta hai main bina plan ke kuch bhi karta hoon?"
Srivalli ekdum se ruk gayi. Ab uske pas koi bhi rasta nahi tha. Samne Jolly tha, piche sirf ek sunsaan road.
Jolly ne SUV ka darwaza khola, apni aankhon me ek ajeeb sa dikhawa le kar dheere se bola,
"Bhabhi, akele mat raho. Chalo, main chhod deta hoon."
Srivalli ek pal ke liye sochi, agar wo bhaagne ki koshish karegi, to ye aadmi kuch bhi kar sakta hai.
Uska mann cheekh raha tha ki wo is SUV me na baithe, lekin ab uske pas koi aur raasta nahi tha.
Halki kaanpti ungliyon se usne saree ka pallu aur kas liya, phir bina kuch kahe dheere se SUV me baith gayi.
Jolly ne andar aate hi SUV ka darwaza zor se band kar diya, phir steering par haath rakha aur ek shikari wali muskurahat di.
"Ab yaha se kaha chalna hai, bhabhi?"
SUV dheere se road pe aage badh gayi, aur Srivalli ka dil ek ajeeb si ghabrahat se bhar gaya. Ye sirf ek lift nahi thi, ye ek naya mod tha jo uski zindagi ko badalne wala tha.

SUV [b]jungle ke andar ghus chuki thi, road se bahut andar tak, jaha na koi awaaz thi, na koi madad ki ummeed. Srivalli ka dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, uske hath thande ho chuke the, aur uska sharir dheere dheere kaanp raha tha.
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Jolly ne SUV ko ek sunsaan jagah par roka, engine band kiya aur dheere se uska chehra Srivalli ki taraf ghuma diya. Uske aankhon me ek ajeeb si bhook thi, jaise shikar uske saamne hai aur bas tod kar kha jaana hai.
Srivalli ne turant apni seatbelt kholne ki koshish ki, lekin Jolly ne turant apna haath uske haath par rakh diya. Uska touch itna tez aur forceful tha ki Srivalli ekdum se sikoond gayi.
"Jolly, tum mujhe yaha kyun laaye ho? Main keh rahi hoon, agar mujhe kuch bhi hua to mere saheliyan, mere guards tujhe zinda nahi chhodenge!"
Jolly ne ek zor ka hasi lagaya, cigarette ka ek kash liya aur dhuaan hawa me uda diya.
"Hah! Bhabhi, tumhe sach me lagta hai ki mujhe koi rok sakta hai? Pushpa bhai ki izzat sab jagah hai, lekin soch, agar sabko pata chale ki Pushpa ki biwi kisi aur ke saath jungle me thi… kya izzat rahegi uski?"
Srivalli ekdum shock me thi, usne Jolly ki taraf dekha, uski har baat ek zeher ki tarah dimaag me ghus rahi thi.
"Tu… tu sirf mujhe dhamka raha hai. Pushpa ji sabko khatam kar denge!"
Jolly ne phir ek hasi lagai, is baar aur bhi tez.
"Pushpa? Hah! Soch, agar ye pura kaam ho gaya aur logon tak ye video pahunch gaya to?"
Usne apni pocket se ek chhota sa camera nikala, jo ek chhoti si red light ke sath blink kar raha tha.
Srivalli ekdum se peeche hat gayi, uski aankhen ekdum badi ho gayi thi.
"Ye kya hai?!"
Jolly **uska chehra aur kareeb le aaya, uske kamre me band shikaar ki tarah uski aankhon me dekha.
"Agar maine ye video sabko dikha diya to kya hoga? Log dekhenge Pushpa ki izzat kaise uthai gayi, kaise uski biwi jolly ke sath jungle me thi. Soch, koi bhi uska saath nahi dega. Jiska apna ghar safe nahi, wo sheher ka raja kaise ban sakta hai?"
Srivalli kaanp gayi, uska gala ekdum sukh gaya.
"Tu… tu kitna ganda aadmi hai!"
Jolly aage badha, apni ungli Srivalli ke chin ke neeche rakhi, uska chehra upar uthaya.
"Aur soch, jab Pushpa khud tujhe chhod dega… duniya tujhe kya bolegi? Log tujhe jolly ki rakhel kahenge, tujhe koi apnane ko tayyar nahi hoga. Tere paas sirf ek raasta bachega—jo main chah raha hoon."
Srivalli ekdum se ro padne wali thi, usne apni jagah se hatne ki koshish ki, lekin Jolly ne uska haath aur kas ke pakad liya.
Ab uske samne sirf andhera tha. Agar Jolly ne sach me ye video bana liya, to uski zindagi barbaad ho sakti thi. Pushpa ka naam mitti me mil jayega, aur wo khud ek tamasha ban jayegi.
Lekin [b]abhi bhi ek sawaal tha—kya wo Jolly ke saamne jhukegi? Ya koi rasta dhundhegi?[/b]






Jolly ne Srivalli ko apni god me zor se kheench liya tha, uski mazboot baahon ka ghera Srivalli ke liye koi bhaag jaane ka option nahi chhod raha tha. Srivalli abh bhi resist kar rahi thi, lekin Jolly ke samne uski taakat kam pad rahi thi.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke kaano mein dheere se kaha,
"Dekho Srivalli, jitna tum mujhse ladogi, utna hi mushkil hoga tumhare liye. Relax ho jao, aur is pal ka maza lo."
Srivalli ne apni aankhon se aansuon ko pochhte hue kaha,
"Jolly, ye tum kya kar rahe ho? Ye sab galat hai! Pushpa ji yeh sab dekhenge toh tumhe nahi chhodenge!"
Jolly ne ek zor ka hansi diya aur fir se Srivalli ke chehre ko apne haathon mein le liya.
"Pushpa ji? Pushpa toh abhi China mein hai, aur jab tak wapas aayenge, tab tak sab kuch badal chuka hoga. Tumhara, mera, sabka rishta."
Usne Srivalli ka pallu hata diya, uske gol aur bhare hue boobs ko blouse ke upar se sahlaane laga. Srivalli ki sansen tezi se chalne lagi, uska badan pasine se bheeg chuka tha, jo usko aur bhi attractive banata ja raha tha.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke neck par apne hont rakhe aur zor se uska skin chusna shuru kar diya, jaise kisi ras bhari fruit ko chus raha ho. Srivalli ki ghabrahat aur badh gayi, par uski body ek ajeeb sa sensation mehsus kar rahi thi.
Jolly Srivalli ke lips tak aaya aur ek lamba passionate kiss diya. Usne Srivalli ke hotho ko apne daanton se halke se kata, aur fir apni zubaan Srivalli ke muh mein daal di. Srivalli ne zor se push karni ki koshish ki, lekin Jolly ka grip aur bhi mazboot ho gaya.
"Chhod do mujhe, Jolly. Ye sab kuch galat hai!" Srivalli ne rote hue kaha.
Jolly ne apne chehre ko thoda dur kiya aur Srivalli ke aankhon mein dekhte hue bola,
"Galat aur sahi ka faisla hum bad mein karenge, Srivalli. Abhi to bas tum mujhme aur main tumme kho jana chahta hoon."
Jolly fir se Srivalli ko apne kareeb khicha, aur is baar usne Srivalli ke sare body ko apne haathon se explore karna shuru kar diya. Srivalli ki resistance dheere dheere kam ho rahi thi, kyunki Jolly ka har touch uske mann ko kahin aur le ja raha tha.
Jungle ki gahrai me ek car, jisme do insaan apne emotions ke saagar me doob rahe the. Jolly ke plans Srivalli ke liye kuch aur hi bawaal laane wale the.









Jungle ki sunsani raat me, Srivalli aur Jolly ki SUV ek sunsaan jagah par rooki. Srivalli apne aap ko bachane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin Jolly ka control us par poora tha. Usne Srivalli ka blouse zor se phaad diya, jisse uski bra bhi khul gayi aur uske bade, gol boobs bahar aa gaye. Ye dekh kar Jolly ke chehre par ek vikraal muskan aayi.
"Kya baat hai, Srivalli! Dekho, tum jitna resist karo, tumhara sharir utna hi response de raha hai." Jolly ne Srivalli ke ghabraye hue chehre ko apni taraf khicha aur uske boobs ko zor se masalte hue kaha.
Srivalli dard aur sharm se karah rahi thi, "Jolly, ye sab theek nahi hai...chhodo mujhe, Pushpa yeh sab dekhenge toh..."
Jolly ne Srivalli ke munh ko apne haathon se band kiya aur ghurte hue bola, "Pushpa nahi hai yahaan, aur jab tak woh wapas aayega, sab kuch badal chuka hoga."
Usne fir se Srivalli ke boobs ko zor se dabaya, aur uske nipples ko apne daanton se kaata. Srivalli ki aankhon se aansu behne lage, lekin uski awaaz ab sirf halki si siskiyan thi, jo uske mann ke confusion aur sharir ke involuntary response ko darsha rahi thi.
Jolly ne Srivalli ko aur bhi kas ke pakda aur uski gardan par apne hont rakh diye. Usne uski skin ko chusna shuru kiya, har ek kiss ke sath Srivalli ke sharir ko aur adhik garam karte hue. "Dekho, tumhara sharir kaise react kar raha hai. Tum khud ko rok nahi paogi, Srivalli."
Phir Jolly ne Srivalli ko zameen par litaya aur uski panty ko bhi utar diya. Srivalli ne aakhri baar vigrodh kiya, "Nahi Jolly, ye mat karo... ye galat hai..."
Lekin Jolly rukne wala nahi tha. Usne apne jeans ka button khola aur apna lund bahar nikal liya. Srivalli ki chut pe halka sa haath fer kar bola, "Dekho, tumhare liye kya laya hoon. Tumhare pati kabhi nahi kar payenge jo main aaj tumhe dene wala hoon."
Jolly ne apne lund ko Srivalli ki chut ke darwaze par rakha aur ek hi jhatke me uske andar ghusa diya. Srivalli ki cheekh nikal gayi - dard aur shock ke mare, lekin Jolly ne uske honton par apna haath rakh diya aur usse chup karaya.
"Chup, bas maza lo," Jolly ne kaha aur zor zor se Srivalli ko chodne laga. Srivalli ki resistance dheere dheere kam hui, aur ab uski awaazein pleasure mein badal gayi. Jolly ne uski tange uthayi aur apne kandhe par rakhi, aur aur zor se usko chodta raha.
Srivalli, jo ek samay me bilkul virudh thi, ab uski awaazein 'ahhh, ohhh' goonj rahi thi. 


Jungle ke andhere mein, SUV ke backseat par, Jolly ne Srivalli ko apne qabu mein liya tha. Usne Srivalli ki chut par zor se ek haath phera, Srivalli ki sansen tez ho gayi. Jolly ne bina kisi deri ke, apne lund ko uski chut mein ghusa diya. Srivalli ke muh se ek tez dard bhari cheekh nikli, jo Jolly ke haath se dab gayi.
"Shhh... sirf suno aur mehsoos karo," Jolly ne dheeme se kaha, jab usne apne jhatke tez kar diye. Srivalli ke dard bhare moans dheere dheere pleasure mein badalne lage, jaise jaise uski body ne Jolly ke har jhatke ko adapt kiya.
Srivalli ki "ahhh" ki awaazein ab zyada frequent aur loud hone lagi. Har ek dhakke ke saath uski "ohhh" ki siskiyaan nikal rahi thi. Jolly ne Srivalli ke nipples ko apne muh mein liya aur zor se chusa, jo Srivalli ke moan ko aur bhi intense banata ja raha tha. Uska pura badan ab Jolly ke rhythm mein hil raha tha.
"Jolly... yeh... ahh..." Srivalli ke shabd bikhre huye the, uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si desperation thi. Uski moans ab continuous ho gayi thi, ek lambi "ohhh" ke baad ek chhoti "ahh," aur fir se "ohhh," jaise uski har saans uske andar ki garmi ko bayan kar rahi ho.
Jolly ne Srivalli ki tangein apne kandhon pe rakhi aur deeper penetration ke liye position adjust ki. Uski har thrust ke saath Srivalli ki moans aur bhi zor se aur desperate ho gayi. "Jolly, aise... ohh... aur tez..." Srivalli ke shabd clearly uske moans mein ghoole huye the.
Srivalli ki moans ab ek rhythm pakad chuki thi, har jhatke ke saath "ahhh, ohhh" goonj rahi thi. Jolly ke movements ne usko ek trance-like state mein pahucha diya tha, jahan dard aur pleasure ka ajeeb mel tha. Uska sharir ab Jolly ke control mein tha, uski har movement pe react kar raha tha.
Kuch hi der mein, Jolly ne apni speed aur intensity badha di, aur Srivalli ki moans aur bhi loud aur raw ho gayi. "Oh God, Jolly! Ahhh!" Srivalli ne khud ko kho diya tha is pal mein, aur uska har moan uski surrender ki gawahi de raha tha.
Finally, climax ki aur badhte hue, Jolly ne apna final thrust diya, aur Srivalli ke moans ek peak par pahuch gaye. "Jolly... I’m... ohhhh!" Srivalli ke last few moans room mein echo kar rahe the, jab Jolly ne apna sara load uski chut mein release kiya.

Jolly khush tha, Srivalli exhausted thi, aur SUV ki back seat pe dono ki saanse tej chal rahi thi. Srivalli ki saree ab bikhri hui thi, aur uska blouse aur bra dono taraf ho chuke the. Jolly ne apne kapde theek kiye, aur Srivalli ko wahi chhod diya, ab wo jo karna chahe kar sakti thi.





Jolly ne SUV ke back seat par baith kar ek cigarette sulgai aur dheere se uska dhuaan bahar nikala. Uski nazar Srivalli par thi, jo abhi bhi waisi hi padi thi, uske khule hue blouse aur bra ke bina. Uske nange badan ki chamak chandni mein aur bhi numayan thi, har ek curve uski bhavyata ko darsha raha tha.
Jolly ne cigarette ke kash lene ke baad, Srivalli ki gore tang par apna haath rakha aur bahut he nazakat se usse sahlaane laga. Srivalli abhi tak sambhal nahi paayi thi, uske mann mein abhi bhi wahi sawal tha, "Ye maine kya hone diya?"
Usne kishto mein uthne ki koshish ki, apni panty utha kar pehni. Jolly vahi baitha dekhta raha, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Srivalli ne apne aansu pochhe aur fir dheere se bola, "Jolly, meri bra do."
Jolly ne aaspaas dekha aur Srivalli ki bra utha kar uske haath mein thama di. Uski muskurahat ab bhi kayam thi. "Srivalli, tumhe pata hai, tum ab bhi utni hi khoobsurat ho jitni pehle thi."
Srivalli ne bra pehente hue uska jawab diya, "Jo kuch bhi hua, woh nahi hona chahiye tha. Main nahi chahti thi ki ye sab ho."
Jolly ka chehra muskurata raha, "Lekin hua to sahi, aur ab kya farak padta hai? Jo hua so hua."
Jab Srivalli apna blouse pehanne lagi, Jolly ne phir se uske boobs ko chhoone ki koshish ki. Srivalli ne zor se uske haath ko dhakela aur thoda sa gusse mein kaha, "Bas, Jolly! Ab aur nahi."
Jolly ne ek gehri hansi di, usne Srivalli ko apni taraf khicha aur zor se uske hothon par ek jabardasti ka chumban diya, uske boobs ko phir se masla. Srivalli ne sakhti se uska virodh kiya lekin Jolly ka pakad bahut majboot tha.
Kuch pal baad, Jolly ne usse chhoda, "Yaad rakhna Srivalli, tum ab sirf mera hi ho," usne ye shabd kehte hue ek aur lambe kash kiye aur phir cigarette ko bujha diya.
Srivalli ne tezi se apni saree uthayi aur theek ki, uske chehre par ab gussa aur afsos ke bhav the. Wo bina kuch kahe SUV se utri aur tezi se haveli ki taraf badh gayi. Uske kadam bhaari the, har kadam uske liye sankat se bhara hua tha. Jolly ki harkaton aur uske shabdon ne uske dil aur dimaag dono ko gehra chot pahunchai thi.




Jolly ne SUV Srivalli ki haveli ke pass roki. Jaise hi gaadi ruki, Srivalli ne bina kisi der ke door khola aur tezi se utar gayi. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, pair ladkhada rahe the. Usne ek pal ke liye bhi peeche nahi dekha, bas seedha haveli ke andar daud gayi.
Jolly ne ek halka sa smirk diya, cigarette ka ek aur kash liya aur dheere se bola,
"Bhabhi abhi samajhne ke mood me nahi hai, lekin waqt ke saath sab samajh aa jayega."
Srivalli sidha apne kamre me gayi, turant darwaza band kiya aur tezi se bathroom me ghus gayi. Usne shower chalu kiya, kapde utaare aur pani ke neeche khadi ho gayi. Pani uske badan pe gir raha tha, lekin uske mann ka dukh usse dhone me asamarth tha.
Uske aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, uska dil ab bhi dukh raha tha. Usne apne haath apni chut ke upar rakha, jaha se ab bhi Jolly ka cum dheere dheere nikal raha tha.
"Ye kya ho gaya mere saath… kaise main itni kamzor pad gayi?"
Usne zor zor se apne chut ko paani se dhoya, baar baar apne aap ko scrub karti rahi jaise us pal ko apne badan se mita dena chahti ho. Lekin jitna wo apne aap ko saaf karne ki koshish karti, utna hi use Jolly ki awaaz yaad aati.
Jolly ke shabd ab bhi uske kaanon me gunj rahe the, jo usne car me usse kahe the.
"Tumhe koi nahi bacha sakta, Srivalli. Agar tumne kisi ko bataya, to tumhari aur Pushpa bhai ki izzat mitti me mil jayegi. Soch lo, ek aur raat kaunse zyada buri hai—ye jo hua ya wo jo ho sakta hai?"
Srivalli gusse me ekdum se shower ke niche baith gayi, apna sir apne haathon se pakad liya. Uska mann cheekh raha tha, par uski aawaaz sirf andar daba rahe gayi.
"Nahi! Main phir se tumhare saath nahi jaane wali, Jolly!"
Usne zor se apne haath se paani utha ke apne chehre pe dala, phir dheere se apni saans normal karne ki koshish ki.
Uska mann abhi bhi bhaari tha. Wo kisi ko kuch nahi bata sakti thi… Pushpa ji ki izzat khatre me aa jati.
Lekin Jolly… wo fir se aayega… fir se ye sab karne ki koshish karega.
Usne ek gehri saans li, apni aankhein band ki aur andar hi andar ek kasam le li.
"Is baar nahi, Jolly. Is baar main akele ladungi."

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Raat ka sannata, haveli ka andhera, aur Srivalli ka dil jo ab bhi toofaan me tha.
Shower se nikalne ke baad, Srivalli apne kapde pehni, lekin uska mann ab bhi ek ajeeb si halat me tha. Usne apne saree ka pallu kas ke lapet liya, jaise apne aap ko ek baar fir sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Usne aankhon me gusse aur dukh dono ka ehsaas liye apne kamre me kadam rakha. Haveli ke andar sab so chuke the, lekin uski neend ab bhi dur thi. Uske dimaag me sirf ek cheez gunj rahi thi—Jolly ka haath, uska chhuna, uska majboor karna, aur wo cheekhein jo wo daba gayi thi.
Lekin sabse bada darr—Jolly ab bhi rukne wala nahi tha.
Uska dil keh raha tha ki ye khatam nahi hua, ye bas shuruaat thi.
Srivalli khidki ke paas jaake khadi ho gayi, raat ke andhere ko dekhti rahi. Uski aankhein laal ho chuki thi, aansu ab bhi dabe hue the.
Tabhi uska phone baja.
Number dekha toh dil ekdum se sikoond gaya—Jolly Reddy.
Uske ungliyan thodi kanp gayi, lekin usne phone uthaya.
"Kya chahiye Jolly?" Uski awaaz ab ekdum thandi thi, jaise ab wo tod chuki ho.
Dusri taraf Jolly ki halki hansi sunai di.
"Bhabhi ji, aise baat karti ho jaise kal kuch hua hi nahi. Mujhe laga tha ki aaj raat tum so nahi paogi, abhi bhi apni body ke sensations mehsoos kar rahi hogi."
Srivalli ka gussa ekdum se ubhar gaya.
"Jolly, bas kar do ye sab. Tumne jo chaha, wo kar liya. Ab door raho mujhse!"
Jolly halki hansi hansa, jaise ye baat sirf ek mazak ho.
"Oh bhabhi, tum samajh nahi rahi ho. Tum ab meri ho. Tum chahe ya na chahe, lekin tumhari body mujhe ab bhi bula rahi hai. Tumhe pata hai na, jo ek baar Jolly ke saath aa gaya, wo phir wapas nahi ja sakta?"
Srivalli ka dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne phone kas ke pakda aur ek gehri saans li.
"Jolly, agar tumne phir se kuch kiya na, to is baar mai khud Pushpa ji ko sab bata dungi!"
Jolly ab thoda serious ho gaya, lekin uski awaaz me ab bhi ek ajeeb si masti thi.
"Aur soch lo bhabhi, agar tumne bata diya to kya hoga? Pushpa bhai kya tumhe wapas apnane wale hain? Kya tum samajhti ho ki duniya tumhe bechari samjhegi? Nahi, Srivalli. Log sirf yahi bolenge ki tum Jolly ki rakhel ban chuki ho. Tumhara izzat, tumhara naam, sab kuch khatam ho jayega."
Srivalli ab aur nahi sun sakti thi, usne zor se phone kaat diya.
Uske hath kaanp rahe the, dil ab bhi fast beat kar raha tha.
"Ye aadmi ab bhi nahi ruk raha… mai kya karoon?"
Ab ek hi sawal uske dimaag me baar-baar gunj raha tha—kya Jolly sach me is baar bhi apni baat manvayega?
Aur sabse bada sawaal—kya Srivalli is baar bhi kamzor pad jaayegi?



Raat ka andhera haveli par cha raha tha, lekin Srivalli ki aankhon me neend nahi thi. Uske dimaag me ab bhi Jolly ki baatein gunj rahi thi, uske haath ka har touch, uski cheekh jo dab gayi thi, aur sabse badi baat—uski beizzati jo Jolly ne ki thi.
Wo soch rahi thi ki kya kare? Kya sach me Pushpa ji ko sab bata de?
Lekin agar bata diya, to ye sirf ek jung shuru hogi, ek khooni badla jo na sirf Pushpa ki izzat ko barbaad karega, balki uska poora empire bhi hila dega.
Uska mann phir bhi hil raha tha, par uske andar ab ek ajeeb si himmat aa rahi thi.
"Jolly jo kar raha hai, usko rokna hoga. Main ab aur nahi jhukungi."
Subah hone tak usne faisla le liya tha—is baar wo Jolly ka saamna khud karegi.

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Agli subah
Haveli ke andar sab apni apni jagah par the. Pushpa ab bhi China me tha, aur Srivalli abhi bhi soch me doobi thi. Usne apne aap ko shaant dikhane ki koshish ki, lekin uski aankhon me ab bhi raat ka asar tha.
Jaise hi mandir jaane ka samay aaya, usne apni saree pehni, apna pallu ache se sambhala, aur ek gehri saans li.
Uske mann me sirf ek sawaal tha—kya Jolly aaj phir se wahaan hoga?
Mandir ke raste jaate jaate uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Usko andaza tha ki Jolly ek baar fir se use wahi milne wala hai.
Aur jaise hi wo mandir se bahar nikli, ek black SUV raste ke kone pe ruk chuki thi.
Darwaza dheere se khula, aur Jolly Reddy apni cooling glasses utaar kar uski taraf dekhte hue bola,
"Bhabhi, lagta hai tum abhi tak mere touch ko yaad kar rahi ho, isiliye aaj bhi itni khoobsurat lag rahi ho."
Srivalli ek pal ke liye ruki, uske dil me ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi.
"Jolly, tum fir yaha aaye ho? Kya tumhe sharam nahi aati?"
Jolly ne halki si hansi di, cigarette ka ek gehra kash liya aur phir bola,
"Sharam aur mohabbat me zyada fark nahi hota bhabhi. Tum bas abhi samajh nahi rahi ho ki tumhara asli jagah kaha hai."
Srivalli ab aur gusse me thi.
"Jolly, main tumhari nahi hoon, aur jo tumne kiya uska badla tumhe milega!"
Jolly ekdum se uske paas aaya, uske kareeb hote hue dheere se bola,
"Tumhari body kuch aur keh rahi thi kal raat, Srivalli. Tumhari moans ab bhi mere kaanon me gunj rahi hain. Tumhare lips ka taste ab bhi mere hothon pe hai. Tum sach me mujhe chhod sakti ho?"
Srivalli ne zor se uske haath ko dhakel diya.
"Tum jitna bhi try kar lo, Jolly, main ab tumhari nahi hoon. Jo hua, wo sirf ek majboori thi, lekin ab main apne aap ke liye ladungi!"
Jolly ne ek pal ke liye dekha, phir uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si smirk aayi.
"Dekhte hain, bhabhi, tum kab tak mujhe rok paati ho."
SUV ki door khuli, aur Srivalli bina peeche dekhe seedha haveli ki taraf bhaag gayi.
Lekin ab Jolly ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si jeet ki muskurahat thi. Uske dimaag me ek aur naya plan chal raha tha.
"Agar Srivalli mujhe khud nahi apnana chahti, to main uski majboori ban jaunga."
Ab khel aur bhi gehra ho chuka tha.





Haveli ke darwaze se andar aate hi, Srivalli ka dil ab bhi zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Mandir ke samne jo hua, Jolly ka samne aana, uski battameez harkatein, wo sab uske dimaag me goonj raha tha.
Uske mann me sirf ek hi sawaal tha—ab kya kare? Jolly ko kaise roke?
Usne apni saree ka pallu kas ke sambhala, ek gehri saans li, aur apne kamre ki taraf badh gayi. Uska mann ab bhi kaanp raha tha, wo ab bhi uske words yaad kar rahi thi—"Dekhte hain, bhabhi, tum kab tak mujhe rok paati ho."
Jaise hi usne apne phone ko uthaya, ek notification aya—Jolly Reddy. Ek message.
Uske ungliyan thodi sikoond gayi. Uske andar ek ajeeb si bechaini ho gayi thi.
Kampte haatho se usne message open kiya… aur uske chehre se saari rangat udd gayi.
Ek video play ho raha tha.
Uski aankhen ek dum badi ho gayi, uska saans rukne laga.
Video me Jolly ka face tha… aur uske kandhe pe Srivalli ki tangein.
Jolly halki si hasi ke sath enjoy kar raha tha, uska haath Srivalli ke kamar par tha, aur uske moans background me goonj rahe the.
"Nahi… ye nahi ho sakta," Srivalli ne ghabrahat me kaha.
Uske pair kaanp rahe the, haath se phone girne wala tha.
Usne jaldi se video band kar diya, lekin uske kaan me ab bhi apni hi awaz goonj rahi thi—woh pal, jo majboori me beet gaya, woh ab uski zindagi ka sabse bada saazish ban chuka tha.
Fir ek aur notification aayi—ek aur message Jolly ka.
"Kaisi lagi yaadon ki nayi taaza tasveer? Yeh to sirf trailer hai, agar tumne mere sath cooperate nahi kiya, to yeh video poore sheher me ghoomega. Aur phir dekhte hain ki Pushpa bhai ka kya hota hai!"
Srivalli ka dimaag ghoom gaya.
Ye ab sirf uski izzat ka sawaal nahi tha, ye Pushpa ki bhi beizzati ka sawaal ban chuka tha.
Agar ye video bahar gaya, to poora sheher dekhega ki kaise Pushpa ki Srivalli kisi aur ki ban chuki hai.
"Nahi… ye video bahar nahi ja sakta!"
Lekin ab iska solution kya hai?
Jolly to ab ek kadam aur aage badh chuka tha, aur Srivalli ab uske ek aur game me phas gayi thi.
Usne phone zor se pakda, soch rahi thi ki kya kare? Kis se baat kare? Koi rasta hai bhi ya nahi?
Lekin ek cheez to clear thi—Jolly ab rukne wala nahi tha. Ab ye sirf ek forceful raat ka masla nahi tha, ye ek zindagi ki majboori ban chuki thi.



[b]Raat ke sannate me ek aur tufan aane wala tha.
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Srivalli ab bhi apne kamre me baithi thi, phone hath me tha aur uska dil ab bhi zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Jolly ka message ab bhi uske screen par tha, aur uski aankhon me dar saaf dikh raha tha.
Usne phone uthaya, ek gehri saans li aur Jolly ka number dial kiya.
Jolly ne phone turant uthaya, jaise usi ka intezaar kar raha ho.
"Bhabhi ji, lagta hai aapko mera naya surprise pasand aaya?"
Srivalli gusse se boli, lekin uski awaaz thodi kaanp rahi thi,
"Jolly, tum jo kar rahe ho, uska anjaam tumhe khud nahi pata! Tumhare haath aaj nahi, kal jalenge!"
Jolly halki si hansi hansa, cigarette ka ek gehra kash liya aur bola,
"Jalne ka darr mujhe nahi, tumhe hona chahiye, bhabhi. Tumhari ek hi galti aur ye video Pushpa bhai ke doston, security officer walon, aur poore sheher me ghoom raha hoga."
Srivalli andar hi andar kaanp gayi.
"Tum kya chahte ho, Jolly?"
Jolly ekdum serious tone me bola,
"Main sirf tumhe aur kareeb se mehsoos karna chahta hoon. Tum Pushpa bhai ki biwi ho, lekin meri trophy ho. Ab mujhe tumhe aur pass se dekhna hai."
Srivalli ab ekdum samajh gayi thi ki ye aadmi sirf majboor karne nahi, balki todne ke liye aaya hai.
"Mujhe chain se jeene do, Jolly!"
Jolly thoda haste hue bola,
"Jee toh rahi ho, bhabhi. Lekin is baar, tumhe mere saath jeena padega. Mera ek function hai, kal raat ko mere mansion me ek badi party hai. Tumhe usme aana hi hoga."
Srivalli ab aur bhi tension me thi.
"Main kyun aau tumhare party me?"
Jolly aur kareeb ho ke bola,
"Kyunki agar tum nahi aayi, to ye video sab dekh lenge. Simple."
Srivalli ekdum samajh gayi ki ab koi rasta nahi hai.
Jolly ne last ek aur jhatka diya,
"Aur haan, main sirf tumhe nahi bula raha… tumhari maa aur ghar ke sabhi log bhi honge. Tumhari family ke saamne tumhe ek izzatdar biwi ban kar aana hoga. Sab tumhe wahaan ek guest ki tarah dekhenge… aur jab poora mahal party enjoy karega… tab main tumhe enjoy karunga."
Srivalli ka dil ekdum dhak se reh gaya.
Jolly ne is baar koi majboori nahi di thi, balki ek khula challenge diya tha.
Kya Srivalli sach me mansion jayegi? Kya wo Jolly ke iradon se bach paayegi?
[b]Ya ek aur raat, ek aur majboori uski zindagi ka hissa ban jayegi?[/b]

[Joker44]

Shaam dhal chuki thi. Srivalli apne kamre me akeli baithi thi, mann me ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi. Kal raat jo hua, uski yaadein ab bhi taza thi. Jolly Reddy ki wo besharmi, uske haathon ka waise chhuna, uski aakhon ka har jagah se usko tapna, sab kuch. Uska mann ab bhi kaanp raha tha. Uske badan par ab bhi kal ki nishaniyan thi—honthon par ek halka sa laal nishan, gale ke paas ek chhupi hui chot, jo sirf usko pata thi. Usne aaj ek haldi rang ki cotton saree pehni thi, jo uske tan se chipak rahi thi. Uske ghane, lambe baal ek chhoti si clip se bandh rakhe the. Uska sindoor halka sa utra hua tha, bindi dhundhli lag rahi thi jaise uske mann ka haal dikh rahi ho.
Tabhi bahar ek kaali SUV aakar rukti hai. Engine ki aawaz sunte hi Srivalli ka dil ek pal ke liye thama. Andar se wahi shaitaan utaarta hai—Jolly Reddy. Safed, tight-fitting shirt, oopar ke do button khule hue, aankhon par kaale sunglass, haath me mehenga watch, aur chalne ka style jaise koi sheher ka badmash ho. Dheere dheere, apni masti bhari chaal chalte hue, woh ghar ke andar daakhil hota hai. Uski aankhen sabse pehle Srivalli ko talash karti hai. Jaise hi uski nazar uspar padti hai, usne apne sunglass halka sa neeche karke uska poora sharir ek baar scan kiya. Jeebh se hoth gile kiye, fir ek kamini si muskurahat di. Srivalli ne turant apna pallu thoda aur aage kheench liya. Woh uski gandi nazaron se apne aapko chhupana chahti thi, lekin woh jaanti thi ki Jolly Reddy ki nazar kapdon ke paar bhi dekh sakti thi.
Jolly Reddy haskar bola, “Arrey bhabhi, aise sharma rahi ho jaise koi naye rishtedaar aaye ho.” Uski besharmi Srivalli ke sharir me ek ajeeb si ghin bhar rahi thi. Usne ek laal-rang ka invitation card Srivalli ki maa ke haath me diya, “Badi party rakh raha hoon, sabko aana hai.” Srivalli ki maa haste hue boli, “Arey wah, ye toh badi achi baat hai beta! Srivalli ko bhi bula rahe ho na?” Jolly ne muskurate hue kaha, “Arrey maa, bhabhi nahi aayengi toh party adhuri lagengi.” Uska lafz "bhabhi" uske mann me ek ajeeb si sughbugahat bhar raha tha.
Fir usne ek aur card nikala aur Srivalli ke haath me rakha. Uska haath jaan bujh kar uske haath se takraya. Srivalli ki saansein tez ho gayi, haath kaanp gaye. Jolly Reddy dheere se uske bilkul kareeb aaya, apni saans uske kaan ke bilkul paas le gaya, aur dheere se bola, “Jab sab party ka maza lenge… tab mai teri jawani ka maza lunga, bhabhi.” Srivalli ke pair ek pal ke liye hil nahi rahe the. Uska sharir thanda pad raha tha, mann panic mode me chala gaya. Jolly Reddy peeche hata, ek mast smile di, aur apne sunglass wapas chadha liye. Sabke samne natak karte hue bola, “Toh maa, bhabhi ko zaroor bhejiyega! Party ki jaan honi chahiye na!” Srivalli ki maa bhi boli, “Haan beta, jana toh chahiye. Achi party hogi!” Srivalli bas ek kathputli ki tarah khadi thi. Uske hoth band ho chuke the. Woh mana nahi kar sakti thi. Jolly Reddy phir ek pal ke liye Srivalli ki taraf dekha, uski saree ke pallu ko ek baar fir taaka, aur bina kuch kahe nikal gaya.
Uske jaate hi Srivalli ke pair ladkhadane lage. Usne turant apne haath ka invitation table pe rakh diya, jaise uspar chhu jane se bhi usko ghin aa rahi ho. Uska mann cheekh raha tha, par awaaz andar hi daba li. Jolly Reddy ne khul kar announce kar diya tha ki uski party sirf ek bahana hai. Uska asli maqsad sirf Srivalli thi. Party ki raat ek naya toofaan le kar aane wali thi. Srivalli phir se ussi jaal me fasne wali thi… ya is baar kuch alag hoga?



Jolly Reddy jaate jaate ek aur bada natak kar gaya. Jaise hi usne invitation card diye, usne ek aur cheez nikal li—ek bada sa gift box. Usne hansi maarke sabke taraf dekha aur bola, “Party sirf maza karne ke liye nahi hoti, thoda shaan dikhane ka bhi mauka hota hai. Toh yeh sabke liye chhoti si gift.”
Sab log ekdum excited ho gaye. Jolly Reddy ne har kisi ke liye naye kapde laaye the, jo uski party me pehne jaane wale the. Srivalli ki maa bhi hasi, “Arey beta, itna sab kyon laaye?”
Jolly ne aankh maar ke bola, “Maa, aap sab toh mere apne ho! Toh apne logon ke liye dil bada hi hota hai.” Fir ek ek karke gifts baante gaye. Maa ke liye ek achha silk ka suit tha, aur baaki sabko bhi unke pasand ke hisaab se naye kapde mile. Sab log khush the, has rahe the, taali baj rahi thi. Lekin Srivalli ka mann ek alag hi tension me tha. Usse dar tha ki Jolly ne uske liye kya socha hoga.
Phir Jolly Reddy ne ek khaas gift box uthaya, jo sabse bada tha, aur dheere se Srivalli ki taraf badhaya. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si muskurahat thi, jaise woh pehle se jaanta ho ki Srivalli isse lene me kitni asahaj mehsoos karegi.
“Yeh tumhare liye hai, bhabhi,” usne dheere se kaha, aur jaise hi Srivalli ne haath badhaya, Jolly Reddy ne jaan bujh kar uska haath chhua. Srivalli ne turant haath kheench liya, par gift uske haathon me aa chuka tha. Uska chehra pehle se zyada zard pad gaya.
Uski maa excited ho gayi, “Arey Srivalli, khol ke toh dekh kya hai!”
Srivalli ne dheere se wrapping hatai, aur jaise hi andar ka kapda dekha, uska chehra ekdum shock se bhar gaya. Ek gehri laal rang ki designer saree thi, jo uske hamesha ke simple cotton saree se bilkul alag thi.
Yeh koi aam saree nahi thi. Kapda halka tha, itna patla ki hawa me hilte hi sharir se chipak jaye. Saree ka laal rang itna gehra tha ki ek dum chhuba dene wala. Border me chamakte hue golden embroidery thi, jo ise aur bhi glamorous bana rahi thi. Lekin sabse bada jhatka tha iski blouse—jo aadhi sleeves aur peeth bilkul khuli thi. Blouse ka gala deep cut tha, jo uske sada-sudha kapdon ke bilkul vipreet tha.
Srivalli ne ek jhatke me saree bandh kar dubara box me daal di. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.
Uske pehle ki koi aur kuch kahe, Jolly Reddy Srivalli ke bilkul paas aaya, itna ki uski garam saans uske kaan ke paas mehsoos ho rahi thi. Dheere se, sirf Srivalli ke sunne layak bola, “Yeh sirf ek kapda nahi hai, bhabhi... yeh ek shringar hai jo sirf mere liye kiya jayega.”
Uske badan me ek jhijhor si daud gayi. Uski saansein tez ho gayi, aur haath paseene se bhar gaye. Jolly thoda peeche hata, phir bade maskhare andaz me bola, “Party ki jaan sirf nach-gane se nahi badhti, jab bhabhi jaise haseen log naye andaaz me aate hai tabhi asli maza aata hai.”
Sab log haste rahe, kyunki unke liye yeh sirf ek sharif majak tha. Lekin Srivalli ke liye yeh ek khulasa tha ki Jolly Reddy ki party sirf shor sharaba nahi, balki uske liye ek aur raat ka jaal tha. Usne ek jhatke me gift uthaya aur andar chali gayi. Jolly Reddy ki muskurahat aur bhi gehri ho gayi.
Sab party ke liye khush the, lekin Srivalli ke liye yeh ek aur shikanja ban chuka tha. Kya woh party me jaayegi? Kya woh yeh saree pehengi? Ya is baar woh koi aur raasta dhoondh legi?

Jolly Reddy chala gaya, lekin Srivalli ke dil ki dhadkane ab bhi tez thi. Uske kaan ab bhi usi ek sentence me atke the—"Jab sab party ka maza lenge… tab mai teri jawani ka maza lunga, bhabhi." Uske haath ab bhi thande pad rahe the, aur maano sharir se jaan nikal rahi ho. Sabke chehre par khushi thi, lekin Srivalli andar se sirf dukh aur dar mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Usne bina kisi se kuch kahe, seedha apne kamre me jaake darwaza bandh kar diya. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Saamne rakha laal saree ka gift box uske liye ek zeher ke samaan lag raha tha. Usne ek gehri sans li, haath me phone uthaya aur Pushpa ka number dial kiya.
Phone teen baar bajta raha, aur fir Pushpa ki awaaz aayi—"Arey Srivalli, kaise yaad kiya?"
Srivalli ki aankhon me paani aa gaya. Woh bas ek pal ke liye apna sab dukh bhool kar usi mardana awaaz me sukoon dhoondhna chahti thi. Usne apni awaaz sambhalte hue pyaar se kaha, “Bas aise hi yaad aayi thi… kab aa rahe ho?”
Pushpa ne ek pal ke liye chup hokar kaha, "Thoda aur waqt lagega, kuch din aur ruko, kaam chalu hai."
Srivalli ka mann ekdum bhari ho gaya. Woh sab kuch kehna chahti thi—jo Jolly Reddy ne uske saath kiya, jo video uske paas hai, jo har din ka dar hai—lekin phir bhi chup rahi. Woh nahi chahti thi ki Pushpa jung me pad jaye, khoon kharaba ho, log mare jaayein.
Woh chahti thi ki Pushpa sirf wapas aaye, uske paas rahe, sab normal ho jaaye. Lekin normal ab kuch nahi tha. Uske izzat ki chabhi Jolly Reddy ke haath me thi, aur uska ek bhi galat kadam sab kuch barbaad kar sakta tha.
Usne ek halka sa hasna dikhaya aur kaha, "Tumhari yaad aayi thi bas. Jolly Reddy yaha aaya tha, usne ek party rakhi hai, sabko bulaya hai."
Pushpa ne ek hasi di, "Arey wah! Jaroor jao. Jolly ne yaha mera khub naach bandobast kiya hai, tum bhi jaake milke aao sabko."
Srivalli ek pal ke liye blank ho gayi. Pushpa ko bilkul bhi andaza nahi tha ki uski jaan kis haalat me hai. Woh keh raha tha ki party enjoy karo, lekin Jolly Reddy ne toh yeh party sirf uske liye rakhi thi—ek naya jaal bichane ke liye.
Srivalli ne bas dheere se “Haan…” kaha, aur phone rakh diya. Usne apna sir neeche gira diya, aankhon se paani girne laga. Uske saamne wahi laal saree ka dabba padha tha, jo sirf ek kapda nahi, Jolly Reddy ka ek ganda irada tha.
Ab party ki raat aane wali thi, aur Srivalli jaane ko majboor thi.



Agle din subah Srivalli ka mann ab bhi uljha hua tha. Usne raat bhar neend ki koshish ki thi, lekin Jolly Reddy ki woh gandi baatein, uski besharmi bhari aankhein, aur uske haathon ka chhuna baar-baar yaad aa raha tha. Uska dil chahta tha ki yeh party na ho, yeh din hi na aaye, lekin ab woh jaane se bach nahi sakti thi.
Shaam hone se pehle Srivalli apni maa aur saas ke saath baithi thi. Uske mann me ek umeed thi ki shayad woh dono uske saath chalein, shayad woh akeli na ho, shayad Jolly Reddy ke samne uski maa ya saas ho toh woh tameez me rahe.
Lekin uski maa ne haath jodte hue kaha, "Beta, yeh bade logon ki party hai, humse na ho payegi. Hum budhi auratein waha kya karengi?"
Uski saas ne bhi haath hila kar kaha, "Haan beta, hum jaake kya karenge? Woh sab naye zamane ke log hai, nachna gaana hoga. Tum jao, tumhari umr ke log rahenge waha."
Srivalli ke mann ka bharosa ek pal me toot gaya. Woh unhe samjhane lagi, kehne lagi ki saath chalein, lekin dono manane ko tayar nahi thi.
Usne haar nahi maani, bahut samjhaya, bola ki ek baar chal ke dekh lo, agar accha na lage toh laut aana, par woh dono apni baat pe adamant thi.
"Beta, tu jaa, tu jawaan hai, tujhpe sabke nazar rahegi. Hum budhiyon ko waha koi dekhega bhi nahi," uski saas hasi maarke boli.
Srivalli ke andar ek ajeeb si kasak jaag gayi. Woh akeli Jolly Reddy ke saamne nahi jaana chahti thi, par ab uske paas koi aur raasta bhi nahi bacha tha.
Fir woh apne kamre me gayi, apni almari se ek achhi cotton saree nikaali, ekdum simple aur shant si. Usne blouse pehna hi tha ki tabhi uski saas andar aayi, ek pal ke liye use dekha aur fir hasi maarke boli,
"Arey beta, kisi ne itna accha gift diya hai aur tu yeh sadha kapda pehn rahi hai? Log kya sochenge?"
Srivalli ne turant explanation dene ki koshish ki, "Maa, yeh meri pasand ki saree hai, main comfortable feel karti hoon isme."
Lekin saas ne ekdum taana maar diya, "Dekho beta, kisi ke diye tofe ki tauheen nahi karni chahiye. Tumhe sharam nahi aayi? Jolly Reddy ne itni mehengi saree di hai, tumne uska bhi maan rakhna chahiye. Yeh pehno, sabko lagega ki tum bhi party ke layak tayar ho!"
Srivalli ki saansein tez ho gayi. Woh sachai batana chahti thi, par bol nahi sakti thi. Jolly Reddy ka diya hua yeh kapda uske sharir ka ghoonghat nahi, ek mehenga bandhan lag raha tha.
Lekin ab uske paas koi aur option nahi bacha tha. Usne woh saree utthayi, dheere se blouse pehna, aur jaise hi usne saree wrap karni shuru ki, uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si halchal dikhne lagi.
Yeh saree bilkul halki thi, patli chiffon jaisi jo ek pal me sharir se chipak rahi thi. Laal rang ka gehra pan uske doodhiya rang ke contrast me ek alag hi chamak la raha tha. Uske kamar ke curve pe kapda is tarah lapet raha tha jaise uske sharir ki har rekha dikhane ke liye bana ho.
Jaise jaise usne pleats set ki, saree uske kamar ke aas paas is tarah settle ho gayi ki ek ek curve ubhar ke dikh raha tha—patli kamar, uske narmi se bhare ache hips, aur kamar ka woh pyara sa jhukaav sab kuch saaf dikh raha tha.
Blouse sabse bada jhatka tha. Ye uske normal blouses se bilkul alag tha—deep cut neck, jisne uske collarbones aur thodi si cleavage ko saaf ubhar diya. Peeche bilkul khula tha, sirf do doriyon pe tika tha.
Jaise hi Srivalli ne aankh uthai aur apne aapko aaine me dekha, uska chehra ek pal ke liye shock me chala gaya. Woh sach me pehchaan nahi paa rahi thi ki yeh wohi Srivalli hai jo hamesha sharmili aur saadgi wali kapdon me rehti thi.
Kapda itna halka tha ki halki hawa bhi chalti toh saree uske sharir se chipak rahi thi, jaise kisi ne uske sharir pe sirf ek rang ka leya chadhaya ho.
Usne thoda adjust karne ki koshish ki, par jitna adjust karti, utna hi saree aur sexy lagti ja rahi thi. Uske gol, ubharte se hips pe saree ka tight hona, kamar ki curve ko aur bhi saaf kar raha tha.
Usne aankh band ki aur ek gehri sans li. Ab yeh kapda sirf kapda nahi tha, Jolly Reddy ke iradon ka ek saboot tha.
Uske haath thande ho gaye. Party ab sirf ek event nahi thi, ek aur imtihaan thi jo usse deni thi.






Shaam dhal chuki thi, aur Srivalli akeli apni gaadi se utar kar Jolly Reddy ki party ke entrance par aayi. Ek bade mahal jaisa resort, chamak dhamak se bhara hua, high-profile log, mehengi gaadiyan, aur har taraf ek alag hi shaan o shaukat ka mahol. Yeh party ek aam logon ke liye nahi thi, yahaan sirf raja maharajaon ki tarah rehne wale, bade politicians, businessmen, aur dabang log hi the.
Jolly Reddy ne jo gift diya tha, wo laal saree Srivalli pehne hui thi. Halki chiffon ka kapda uske tan se chipak raha tha, har curve ko nangi aankhon ke saamne la raha tha. Blouse bilkul sleeveless tha, deep cut, jisne uski collarbone aur neckline ko ek ajeeb si sexy ada di thi. Peeche se bilkul khula, sirf ek doriyon pe tika, jo har pal uske peeth pe girti saree se aur bhi zyada sulagne laga. Saree ki pleats uske patle kamar aur bade, gol hips pe ekdum tight fit ho chuki thi, jaise kapda sirf naam ka ho, asal me uski figure ko highlight karne ke liye bana ho.
Jaise hi Srivalli ne entrance me kadam rakha, sabki nazar uske upar tik gayi. Party me jitne bhi aadmi the—chahe politician ho, koi goon ho, ya koi businessman—sabki aankhen ek pal ke liye Srivalli ke sharir pe jam gayi.
Koi khule aam kuch keh nahi sakta tha, kyunki woh Pushpa ki biwi thi. Lekin unke chehre ki bhook, unki aankhon ki garmi, unki soch sab kuch unke expressions me dikh raha tha.
Ek neta type aadmi, jo badi kursi pe baitha tha, apni whiskey glass ko ghoomate hue Srivalli ko dekha, uski aankh halki si chhoti ho gayi jaise wo uska poora sharir taap raha ho. Usne apne paas khade aadmi se dheere se bola, "Pushpa ki biwi... kismat ho toh aisi."
Ek aur aadmi, jo ek bade gang ka leader tha, apni jeebh se hoth gile karta, cigarette ka dhuan udhata, Srivalli ko taakte hi chhoti si cheekh nikal gaya, "Uff! Aaj toh Jolly ne kamaal kar diya bhai!"
Lekin koi bhi khulke bol nahi sakta tha. Sabke mann me ek hi baat thi—yeh Pushpa ki aurat hai. Usse chhune ka matlab maut ko bulawa dena.
Srivalli andar ja rahi thi, uska har kadam dheema pad raha tha. Uske pairon me moze nahi the, sirf halki si sandal jo har pal zameen pe halki si aawaz karti ja rahi thi. Woh har ek nazar mehsoos kar rahi thi, woh sab aadmiyon ke chehre pe likhi bhook samajh rahi thi. Uska mann chahta tha ki woh bhaag jaaye, wapas laut jaaye, magar yeh ab sambhav nahi tha.
Ek aur aadmi, jo ek MLA tha, Srivalli ko dekhte hi apne lips daba kar hass diya. Uske saath khade dost ne uska haath dabaya aur dheere se bola, "Soch bhi mat... woh Pushpa ki hai."
Srivalli ab samajh chuki thi ki Jolly Reddy ne yeh saree isliye di thi. Yeh sirf ek kapda nahi, ek dharohar thi jo usse ek sexy trophy bana raha tha. Yeh saree isliye thi taaki har kisi ki aankh uske tan pe tik sake, taaki woh sirf ek sundar, sexy, aurat lage—Pushpa ki izzat nahi, bas ek maas ka tukda jise sab chakhna chahte hai par haath nahi laga sakte.
Srivalli ka gala sukh gaya. Uske pair dheere padne lage. Usne dekha ki Jolly Reddy door pe hi khada tha, uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si jeet thi, jaise usne ek shikar ko bhed diya ho.
Ab yeh raat uske liye sirf ek party nahi thi... yeh ek naya imtihaan tha, ek naya jaal, ek nayi uljhan...


Srivalli ne party ke andar kadam rakha hi tha ki Jolly Reddy ne aage badh kar uska swagat kiya. Uske chehre pe wahi besharmi bhari muskurahat thi, jaise koi shikari apne shikaar ko bade pyaar se apni manzil tak pahucha raha ho.
“Areeey, bhabhi ji! Itni der laga di aane me?” Jolly ne ek halki hansi ke saath kaha, “Hum sab intezaar kar rahe the.”
Srivalli ke pair rukne lage, lekin Jolly ne aage badh kar ek haath uske kamar ke bilkul kareeb le jaake uska swagat kiya, jaise koi mehmaan nawaji ka natak kar raha ho. Uska haath Srivalli ke tan se nahi takra raha tha, lekin uske paas itna tha ki Srivalli ko mehsoos ho raha tha ki ek pal me woh usse pakad bhi sakta hai.
Party me sabse pehle bade log aaye—koi politician, koi MLA, koi businessman, koi underworld ka aadmi. Sabke chehre pe ek shant maskara tha, lekin unki aankhen Srivalli ke sharir pe tik chuki thi.
Ek neta type aadmi, jo ek mahengi sherwani pehene khada tha, apna haath Srivalli ki taraf badhaya, “Pushpa ji ki patni se milke bada accha laga, humne aapke baare me bohot suna hai.”
Srivalli ne dheere se sir hilaya, par us aadmi ki aankhein uske aankhon me nahi, uske neckline aur saree ke pleats par tiki thi. Uska gala sukhne laga. Har ek aadmi mil raha tha, lekin unki soch ek hi thi—yeh aurat sexy hai, par chhune ka haq kisi ko nahi.
Ek aur aadmi, jo cigarette jala raha tha, Srivalli ke paas aaya aur Jolly se bola, “Aree bhai, party toh kamaal ki hai, lekin asli chamak toh yaha hai.” Usne cigarette ka dhuan Srivalli ki taraf udaya, aur uski aankhon me woh garmi thi jo Srivalli se chhupi nahi thi.
Srivalli ne aankh niche jhuka li. Use mehsoos ho raha tha ki sabke andar ek bhook hai, ek aag hai, jo uske sharir ke liye jal rahi hai.
Lekin sabse bada darr tha Jolly Reddy. Woh bas ek shikar ki tarah uske kareeb ghoom raha tha, muskurate hue uske har reaction ko dekh raha tha.
Srivalli ka mann chahta tha ki woh bas yaha se bhaag jaye. Woh ek pal bhi yaha nahi rehna chahti thi. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, pair thande pad rahe the. Lekin usne jaise hi side se nikalne ki koshish ki, Jolly Reddy ne uske samne aake rasta rok diya.
“Kya hua bhabhi? Itni jaldi kahaan ja rahi ho? Party toh abhi shuru hui hai.”
Uske alfaaz me ek chetavani thi. Jolly Reddy ne Srivalli ko jaane nahi dena tha.
Ye party uske liye ek jaal thi. Srivalli ab samajh chuki thi ki uska aaj ki raat yaha se nikalna asaan nahi hoga.
Srivalli ka dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Woh Jolly Reddy ki aankhon me uska irada dekh sakti thi—ek bechain shikari, jo apne shikaar ka pura maza lena chahta tha. Har taraf party shuru ho chuki thi—sharab beh rahi thi, log nach rahe the, hasi-mazaak ho raha tha.
Lekin Srivalli ko lag raha tha ki yaha sirf ek cheez chal rahi hai—uska tamasha.
Jolly Reddy uske kareeb aaya, uska haath uski kamar ke aur paas le gaya, lekin bina chhue hi ek ajeeb sa garm aahsaas chhod diya. Ek thandi si sans Srivalli ki gardan me chali gayi.
"Kya hua bhabhi? Itni bechain kyun ho?" Jolly ne dheere se muskurate hue kaha.
Srivalli ne apna gala saaf kiya, "Jolly, mujhe ghar jana hai."
Jolly Reddy ne ek zor ka hasi maari, "Arrey, abhi se? Party toh abhi shuru hui hai, jaaneman!"
Usne apni whiskey ka glass uthaya, ek sip liya, aur Srivalli ki aankhon me ghoor kar bola,
"Dekho zara... sab log yahaan sharab ka nasha kar rahe hain... par sach bataun, Srivalli?
Sabse bada nasha toh tera ho raha hai!"
Srivalli ne ek jhatke se dekha—uske aas paas jitne bhi aadmi the, sab uski taraf chhupi nazaron se dekh rahe the. Koi cigarette ka dhuan udhata, koi whiskey ka glass ghoomata, lekin har kisi ki nazar ek jagah tiki thi—uske sharir pe.
Usne turant Jolly ki taraf gusse se dekha, "Jolly, yeh sab band karo! Tum kya bol rahe ho?"
Jolly ne apna haath Srivalli ke bilkul paas le jaake uske kandhe ke upar halka sa jhukaya, jaise uski madad kar raha ho, par asal me sirf uske paas hone ka maza le raha tha.
"Arrey bhabhi, itni ghabrahat kyun? Tumhe toh aadat ho chuki hogi na, is nasha ka?"
Srivalli ne ek jhatke se peeche hatna chaha, lekin Jolly ne ekdum dheere se uske kaan me phusphusaya,
"Mujhse duur mat jao, warna sab ke saamne bade screen pe woh dikhana padega jo hamari gaadi me hua tha!"
Srivalli ekdum thithak gayi. Uska badan ek pal ke liye jam gaya.
"T-tum..." uski awaaz halki pad gayi.
"Haan bhabhi, wohi video jo mere paas hai," Jolly ne dheere se bola, "Sabke saamne lagegi screen pe... bade bade log dekhenge, Pushpa ka naam hilega, aur sabko pata chalega ki Srivalli sirf Pushpa ki nahi hai, balki Jolly Reddy ka bhi nasha chakh chuki hai!"
Srivalli ki aankhon me aansu bhar aaye. Woh ab jaanti thi ki yeh party sirf ek aurat ka tamasha dekhne ke liye hai, ek nayi beizzati ki tayyari hai.
Lekin ab uske paas sirf ek rasta tha—chup chaap Jolly Reddy ki har baat maanni padegi, warna uska poora jeevan barbaad ho jayega.


Srivalli ka mann ab aur zyada ghabra gaya tha. Jolly Reddy ki dhamki uske dimaag me goonj rahi thi—woh video, woh beizzati, Pushpa ki izzat ka sawal. Woh jaanti thi ki uske paas koi rasta nahi bacha. Uska dil bhaag jaana chahta tha, par pair bandh chuke the.
Uska gala sukh raha tha. Usne party me idhar-udhar dekha, koi rasta dhoondhne lagi, jahan woh bas ek pal ke liye akeli ho sake.
"Main zara washroom tak ja rahi hoon," usne dheere se kaha, apne tone ko normal rakhne ki koshish karte hue.
Jolly Reddy ne ek halki si hasi di, "Jaao bhabhi, jitni der chaaho utni der ruk sakti ho."
Uske lafzon me ek ajeeb sa masti bhara tha, jaise woh pehle se jaanta ho ki Srivalli akeli nahi rehne waali.
Srivalli ne bina peeche dekhe seedha washroom ka rukh kiya. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, haath thande ho chuke the. Jaise hi woh andar gayi, usne darwaza band kiya, apne haath sink ke upar rakhe, aur ek gehri saans li.
Pani ka tap khola, apne chehre pe thoda paani mara, lekin mann ab bhi ghabra raha tha. Usne apne aapko shishe me dekha—woh laal saree jo uske tan se chipak rahi thi, woh deep blouse jo uske badan ka har hissa aur zyada nikal raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi usne aankhein upar uthayi, darwaza dheere se khul raha tha.
Uske pair jadh chuke the. Samne Jolly Reddy khada tha, darwaza band karta, apni shirt ke button dheere se set karta.
"Mujhe pata tha tum bhaag kar yaha aaogi, bhabhi," usne dheere se kaha, "Lekin yeh jagah bhi humari hi hai."
Srivalli ne turant peeche hatna chaha, lekin Jolly Reddy ne ek jhatke me uske kamar pakad li.
"J-Jolly... yeh kya kar rahe ho?" Srivalli ne dhak dhak se kaha, uska haath Jolly ke seene ko door dhakelne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Lekin Jolly ab rukhne wale logo me se nahi tha.
Ek haath uske kamar pe, doosra haath uski gardan ke paas laaya aur uska chehra apni taraf kheench liya.
"Ab kya natak kar rahi ho, bhabhi?" usne dheere se muskurate hue kaha, "Kal tak toh mere saath ekdum mast thi... gaadi me jo pyaar kiya tha, woh jhooth tha kya?"
Srivalli ka dil zor zor se dhadakne laga.
Usne munh modna chaaha, lekin Jolly ne ek jhatke se uske hothon ko apne hothon me le liya.
Uska garm sans uske andar bhar gaya. Uski dadhkane tez ho gayi, haath uske seene pe dhakel rahe the lekin Jolly Reddy ne ek dum tight pakad rakhi thi.
Usne Srivalli ki kamar daba di, uske hoth apne hothon me le liye, zor zor se smooch kiya, jaise woh ab aur intezaar nahi kar sakta tha.
Srivalli ki aankhein phadphada gayi. Uske sharir me ek ajeeb sa dar daud gaya.
Lekin jaise hi bahar se koi awaaz aayi, Jolly ne ek jhatke se Srivalli ko chhod diya.
Usne ek baar uske hoth dekhe—jo ab laal ho chuke the uske smooch se, phir dheere se uske kaan ke paas aaya aur bola,
"Yeh toh sirf shuruaat hai, bhabhi. Party abhi baaki hai!"
Fir ekdum casually apni shirt set karta, ek dum mast chalte hue bahar nikal gaya, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Aur turant party ke beech ek mic uthaya, ek zor ka laugh kiya, aur sabse bola,
"Attention, everyone! Main ek announcement karna chahta hoon!"
Srivalli ab bhi washroom me thi, uske hoth ab bhi Jolly ke chhoone ka dukh mehsoos kar rahe the. Woh jaanna chahti thi—ab Jolly kya karne wala hai?




Jolly Reddy mic le kar party ke center me aaya, ek confident smirk uske chehre pe tha, jaise woh kisi aur hi cheez ka maza le raha ho. Sab log uski taraf mud gaye, music thoda dheema ho gaya.
“Aaj ki raat sirf party ke liye nahi hai, doston!” Jolly ne zor se bola, “Ek naya business start kiya hai maine, aur yeh sab kuch Pushpa bhai ke bina mumkin nahi hota.”
Logon ne taaliyan bajayi, lekin Srivalli ka dil ekdum thanda pad chuka tha. Jolly ne Pushpa ka naam liya, par uska asli maqsad sirf ek tha—uska tamasha.
“Woh yaha nahi hai, lekin koi baat nahi... aaj ki raat unka naam roshan karne unki patni yaha hai!” Jolly ne ek ek lafz kheench kheench kar bola, jaise uska har shabd Srivalli ko aur bechain kar raha ho. “Toh ek baar unke liye bhi taaliyaan ho jaayein... aur Srivalli bhabhi ke liye jo aaj hamare mehmaan bani hai!”
Sab log Srivalli ki taraf dekhne lage. Usne apne aapko sambhalne ki koshish ki, ek jaldi se forced smile di, lekin uska chehra laal pad chuka tha.
Usne jaldi se apni lipstick theek ki, apni saree ka pallu adjust kiya, lekin jitna adjust karti, utna hi woh aur bhi zyada sensual lagti ja rahi thi.
Party ek baar phir shuru ho gayi, log nachne lage, lekin Srivalli bas ek hi cheez mehsoos kar rahi thi—Jolly Reddy ki nazar, jo ek pal ke liye bhi usko chhod nahi rahi thi.
Tabhi Jolly ne ek drink uthaya, dheere se uske paas aaya, aur bilkul kareeb jaake bola,
“Bhabhi, tumse zaroori baat karni hai. Chalna padega ek jagah.”
Srivalli ka gala sukh gaya. Usne turant mana karna chaaha, lekin Jolly ne dheere se uske kaan me bola,
“Mana mat karna... warna jo video hai, woh screen pe chala jayega.”
Ek pal me uska saara sharir thanda pad gaya. Uske haath pair ekdum jam gaye.
Usne dheere se sir hilaya, aur dheere kadam chalte hue andar ki taraf ek private room me chali gayi.
Room ekdum andar tha, halka sa andhera, ek badi si bed aur ek bada glass ka darwaza jo terrace pe khul raha tha. Jaise hi Srivalli andar gayi, uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.
Peeche se Jolly Reddy bhi aaya, aur jaise hi usne andar kadam rakha, uski nazar Srivalli pe jam gayi.
Uska shikaar uske saamne tha.
Srivalli ek pal ke liye khadi thi, ek dum bechain, uski saanse tez ho rahi thi. Uska laal chiffon saree ab bhi uske sharir se chipak raha tha, har curve ko aur bhi zyada highlight kar raha tha.
Jolly ne dheere se apni whiskey ka ek sip liya, uski aankhen dheere dheere Srivalli ke sharir ka ek ek hissa scan kar rahi thi.
Saree ka pallu dheere se uske kandhe se sarak raha tha, neeche ka blouse deep cut tha jo uski collarbone aur halka sa cleavage dikha raha tha. Uske saans lete hi woh neckline aur bhi zyada sexy lag rahi thi.
Uski kamar ekdum tight saree me bandhi thi, jiski pleats uske bade, gol hips pe tight ho chuki thi, jaise jaan bujh ke kapda kam pada ho.
Navel bilkul center me dikh rahi thi—ek patli si golden kamarband jo uske pet pe halke halke hil rahi thi. Uski smooth, doodhiya twacha ekdum chamak rahi thi light me.
Jolly ne ek halka smirk diya, dheere se apni jeebh se apne hoth gile kiye, aur ek ek kadam uski taraf badhne laga.
Srivalli ne peeche hatna chaaha, lekin peeche sirf ek deewar thi.
Ab woh Jolly Reddy ke ekdum samne thi, ek dum majboor... ekdum akeli.

Srivalli ke haath kaanp rahe the. Uska phone baja—Pushpa ka call. Ek pal ke liye uska dil dhadakna bhool gaya. Woh turant phone uthana chahti thi, Pushpa se baat karke shayad apne mann ka dukh halka karna chahti thi.
Lekin uska sabse bada darr tha—Jolly Reddy, jo abhi uske bilkul kareeb tha.
Woh aaj uske saamne ek aur badi samasya banke khada tha.
Srivalli ne jaldi se phone uthaya, apni saans sambhali, aur apni awaaz me pyaar bhara. “Pushpa… tum kaise ho?”
Pushpa ki awaaz phone ke dusre taraf se ekdum usual thi—mardana, apni duniya me mast, aur ekdum normal. “Main theek hoon, tu bata, party kaise chal rahi hai?”
Srivalli ne haath me phone tight pakda, apni saans control karne ki koshish ki.
“Bohot grand hai, sab kuch bahut hi shandaar lag raha hai…” usne dheere se kaha, apni awaaz me ek bhi ghabrahat na dikhane ki koshish karte hue.
Lekin jitni shanti uski awaaz me thi, utni hi bechaini uske sharir me thi.
Jolly Reddy uske peeche khada tha, dheere se uske ird gird ghoom raha tha. Uski sharir se woh sirf ek inch door tha, jaise ek shikari apni shikar ka maza le raha ho.
Srivalli ka gala sukh raha tha.
Usne apne aapko dur karne ki koshish ki, lekin jaise hi usne peeche hatna chaaha, Jolly ne ek dum dheere se apna haath uske kamar ke kareeb le aaya.
Ek garam sans uske gardan me mehsoos hui.
Pushpa phone ke dusre taraf normal baatein kar raha tha. Uske liye toh ye sirf ek call thi, lekin Srivalli ke liye yeh ek jung thi—ek aisi jung jo woh har rahi thi.
Jolly dheere se uski kamar ko apni ungliyo se brush kar raha tha, uske bare peeth par ek halka sa chhuna uske rongete khade kar raha tha.
Srivalli apni saans rokti, apni awaaz normal rakhne ki koshish karti, lekin andar hi andar woh tod rahi thi.
“Tum bhi maze karo, sabko milo…” Pushpa keh raha tha, aur Srivalli ki aankhon me aansu bhar rahe the.
Jolly ne ek haath uske saree ke pallu ko dheere se kheechna shuru kiya. Uska laal chiffon saree dheere dheere uski shoulder se sarak raha tha.
Srivalli ek pal ke liye frozen thi. Uske samne ek or uska pati, ek or uska dushman.
Woh kiski sunegi? Woh kaise bachegi?
Jolly ne dheere se apni ungli uske navel ke kareeb le jake halka sa trace kiya. Srivalli ne turant apne haath se apne saree ko sambhala, lekin Jolly ke chehre pe ek shaitani hasi thi.
Woh ek shabd nahi bol raha tha, bas khel raha tha.
Pushpa se woh sach nahi keh sakti thi, Jolly se woh bach nahi sakti thi.
Ek pal ke liye usne socha, agar Pushpa sab kuch jaan jaye toh kya karega? Woh aayega? Woh uske liye sab tod dega?
Lekin Jolly Reddy ne uske sharir ka ek ek konha pehle hi samet liya tha.
Ek din pehle, gaadi me, Jolly ne usse tod diya tha. Aaj, woh phir se uske samne tha.
Aur ab toh yeh aur bhi bada tamasha ban gaya tha.
Pushpa ki Srivalli, Jolly ke bed room me, uske ungliyon ke neeche.
Yeh raat ab sirf ek raat nahi thi… yeh ek taqdeer ban rahi thi… ek aisi taqdeer jo Srivalli nahi chahati thi.


Srivalli apne haalat ka samjhane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin Pushpa ke sath baat karte karte, Jolly uske bilkul karib aa gaya tha. Uski awaaz me mithaas thi, jaise kuch bhi galat nahi ho raha ho, lekin andar hi andar woh cheekh cheekh kar ro rahi thi.
"Haan Pushpa, party bahut achhi hai, sab kuch grand hai," Srivalli ne dheere se kaha, apni aawaz ko sakoon mein rakhte hue, lekin uski aankhon mein dar saaf jhalak raha tha.
Jolly ne dheere se uske peeche aake, uski saree ka pallu sarka diya. Uska haath Srivalli ki peeth par phisal gaya, jaise koi painter apni painting par brush chala raha ho. Uski tight blouse uske figure ko poore aakarshak tarike se bahar la raha tha, uske bade bade cleavage aur armpits saaf dikh rahe the. Uska navel bhi nazar aa raha tha, jaise koi chand raat ko chamak raha ho.
Jolly ne Srivalli ki kano ke paas apni zaban feri aur dheere se uske earlobe ko apni zaban se chua. Uski saans Srivalli ke gardan par garam garam phoonk rahi thi.
Srivalli ko Jolly ka ye touch bahut uncomfortable lag raha tha, lekin Pushpa se baat karte hue woh zahir nahi kar sakti thi. "Sab log bahut enjoy kar rahe hain, Pushpa... tumhare bina sab suna suna hai," Srivalli ne kaha, apni awaaz me ek ajeeb si kamzori chhupate hue.
Jolly ka ek haath ab Srivalli ke pet par tha, uski navel ke aas-paas ghoom raha tha, aur doosra haath uske blouse ke strap ko khel raha tha. Uska touch Srivalli ke liye bilkul bhi bearable nahi tha, lekin Pushpa se is haqiqat ko chhupaana uske liye zaroori tha.
"Kab wapas aa rahe ho?" Srivalli ne Pushpa se poocha, uski aawaz me thodi si tadap thi, ek chhupi hui bheek thi ki woh jaldi wapas aa jaye.
Pushpa kuch pal ke liye chup raha, phir bola, "Jaldi hi, Srivalli. Tum bas khud ka khayal rakhna, aur haan, Jolly ka bhi shukriya adaa karna uski mehman nawazi ka."
Ye sun kar Srivalli ka dil doob sa gaya. Usne nazrein churayi, aur Jolly jo uske itne karib tha, uski nazron me ek vijayi muskan thi. Jaise usne koi badi jeet haasil ki ho.
Srivalli ne phone rakha, aur ek gahri saans li, lekin uska saans lena bhi mushkil ho raha tha. Jolly ka control us par poora tha, aur ab, uske paas bachne ka koi rasta nahi tha. Uske chehre par ek laachaar si muskurahat thi, jaise woh har manzil par haar gayi ho. Jolly ne ek baar fir apne haath uske blouse ke andar daale, aur Srivalli ne sirf apni aankhein band kar li, jaise kisi badi toofan ka intezar kar rahi ho.

Pushpa ka phone cut hote hi Srivalli ka dil zor zor se dhadakne laga. Uske haath ab bhi thande ho rahe the, lekin sabse bada darr yeh tha ki ab uske aur Jolly ke beech koi nahi tha.
Jolly ka ek haath uske blouse ke andar pahunch chuka tha. Uske garam ungliyan uski mulayam boobs ko dhoond rahi thi, uski skin ke soft texture ko mehsoos karte hue uska har anguli ka pressure dheere dheere badh raha tha.
“Mmm… kya badhiya khushbu hai, bhabhi,” Jolly ne Srivalli ke baalon me apni naak rakhte hue kaha, “Tera perfume bhi utna hi lajawab hai jitni tu khud hai.”
Srivalli ki sans ulajhne lagi. Uska ek haath ab uske pet par tha, uske navel ke kareeb, uske skin se khelta, uske kamarband se chhed chhad karta. Jolly ki saans uske kandhe pe gir rahi thi, uske zubaan se nikalti har ek baat uske kaan ke andar zeher ki tarah bhar rahi thi.
Jaise hi Srivalli ne phone rakh diya, usne turant Jolly ka haath pakda, zor se usse door dhakelne ki koshish ki.
“Mujhe chhod do, Jolly! Yeh galat hai!”
Lekin Jolly Reddy sirf ek smirk leke uske kareeb aur badh gaya. Uski tight grip Srivalli ki kamar pe aur mazboot ho gayi.
“Galat?” Jolly ne hasi dabate hue kaha, “Arey bhabhi, yeh sabse sahi cheez hai jo aaj ho rahi hai.”
Srivalli ka gussa ab phatne wala tha. Uske dil me bas ek hi soch thi—yeh aadmi har had paar kar raha hai.
“Main chillaa dungi, Jolly! Mera haath chhod, warna sab sun lenge,” Srivalli ne aankhon me aag bhar ke kaha.
Lekin Jolly sirf has diya. Usne ek jhatke me Srivalli ko apni taraf ghoomaya, uske kandhe pe zor se apna haath rakha, aur dheere se uske kaan me bola,
“Aur jab koi andar aayega tab? Bhabhi, yeh mera ghar hai… yaha mera raaj chalta hai.”
Srivalli ka dil ek pal ke liye thama. Usne apni aankhon se dekha ki sach me yeh ghar Jolly ka ilaaka tha, yaha koi uske khilaaf nahi jaa sakta.
Uska dil gusse se bhar gaya, lekin tabhi Jolly ne ek aur kadam chal diya.
“Aur agar tu sach me chillayi, to kya karunga pata hai?” Jolly ne dheere se uske gaal pe apni ungli chalate hue kaha, “Vo jo car wala video hai na… usse sabko dikha dunga.”
Srivalli ke chehre ka rang ek pal me ud gaya.
Uski aankhon me halke aansu bhar aaye. Uska sharir garm ho chuka tha, lekin dar se nahi—Jolly ki badtameezi se.
Jolly ka smirk aur gehra ho gaya, uska ek haath ab bhi uski kamar pe tha, doosra uske blouse ke andar.
Srivalli andar hi andar tootti ja rahi thi, lekin ab uske paas koi option nahi bacha tha. Agar usne resist kiya, to uska video sab dekh lenge… aur agar nahi kiya, to woh Jolly Reddy ka ek aur shikar ban jaayegi.
Usne dheere se apni aankhein neeche kar li, apni haath dheele chod diye.
Aaj bhi woh haar gayi thi.




Jolly Reddy ne ek jhatke me Srivalli ko apni bahon me uthaya, jaise koi shikaar apni mazboot panjon me daboch leta hai. Srivalli ne zor se uske kandhe pe haath rakha, uske panjon se chhudhne ki koshish ki, lekin Jolly ki pakad itni mazboot thi ki woh bas bekar hi tadap rahi thi.
Ek pal me hi Jolly ne usse apne bistar pe phek diya. Bistar ekdum naram tha, lekin Srivalli ka mann ekdum bhari ho chuka tha. Uska sharir ek jhatke se girte hi halke se kaanp gaya, aur uski saree ka pallu ek pal me gir gaya.
Ab bas uska bikhra blouse, uski khuli navel, aur uska kapkapaata tan bistar pe pada tha.
Jolly Reddy ek kadam peeche hata, apni kamar pe haath rakha, aur ek ajeeb si gandi hasi uske chehre pe thi. Woh sirf Srivalli ka tamasha dekh raha tha.
Uske samne ek patli si laal chiffon saree me lipti Srivalli thi, jo ab aadhi nangi ho chuki thi. Uska deep cut blouse uske bade se ubharte hothon ki tarah dikh raha tha, jo Jolly ke gandi soch ko aur tez kar raha tha.
Uska pet hil raha tha, navel ekdum saaf chamak rahi thi. Saree neeche sarak chuki thi, aur Srivalli bas bistar pe laachari se padi thi.
Uski aankhon me sirf ek hi sawal tha—'Ab kya hoga?'
Lekin Jolly koi jawab nahi de raha tha, sirf ek shikari ki tarah apni nazar uske tan pe ghumata raha.
Ek pal ke liye Srivalli ne socha, agar yeh sab band ho jaye, agar woh bas bhaag sake, lekin sach yeh tha ki ab sab uski hadd se bahar ho chuka tha.
Jolly ne apni shirt ke button dheere se khol diye, aur ek smirk leke uski taraf badhne laga.
Aaj Srivalli ek baar phir haar chuki thi.

Srivalli bistar par leti thi, usne apni aankhein band kar li thi, jaise kisi bade tufan ka samna karne se pehle ek pal ke liye sukoon paana chahti ho. Jolly Reddy, uske samne khada, uski 'tikhi mirchi', Pushpa ki Srivalli ko dekh raha tha—jaise koi bada shikar apne jaal me phans chuka ho.
"Aaj toh maza aayega," Jolly ne apne aap se kaha, ek khunnas bhari muskurahat ke saath. Usne dheere se Srivalli ke nange pairo ko chhua, uski ungliyan uske naram pairo se lekar uski saree tak gayi. Jaise hi usne saree ko chhua, Srivalli ki body ekdum se kapne lagi. Uska dar saaf uski saanso mein mehsoos ho raha tha.
"J-Jolly, please jaane do mujhe..." Srivalli ne aakhri ummeed mein kaha, aankhein ab bhi band kiye hue.
"Chal, tu ek baar mera saath de de, phir main tujhe jaane dunga," Jolly ne uski kamzori ka faayda uthate hue kaha. Uski aankhon mein ek shaitani chamak thi.
"Vo video?" Srivalli ne darte darte pucha, aankhein abhi bhi band kiye hue.
"Use bhi delete kar dunga tere saamne, lekin tujhe poora saath dena padega aaj ki raat mein. Jo main kahoon, vo sab karna padega." Jolly ka lehja ekdum sakht tha, jaise koi sauda kar raha ho.
Srivalli ne dheere se apni aankhein kholi, Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha, aur ek gehri saans li. Uski aankhon mein haar ki ek chhaayi thi, ek thakaan jo shayad kabhi nahi jaati.
"Thik hai... main haar gayi. Main tayyar hoon..." Srivalli ka swar bhari hui aawaz mein tha, ek haar maanne ki aawaz.
Jolly ne ek vijayi muskurahat di, "Shabaash, aaj ki raat toh tu meri hai."
Srivalli ne phir se apni aankhein band kar li, jaise kisi badi dardnaak ghadi ka samna karne ke liye khud ko tayyar kar rahi ho. Uske mann mein shayad hazaaron khayal aaye, lekin ab usne faisla kar liya tha. Aaj ki raat, wo Jolly ke hawale thi, chahe jo ho.




Jolly Reddy ne ek relaxed smile ke saath apne phone ka button dabaya, aur dheere se ek sensual music chalne laga. Room ka atmosphere ab aur bhi intense ho chuka tha, ek ajeeb si garmahat hawa me phail gayi thi. Jolly ki aankhon me ek shikari ki tarah ek ajeeb si chamak thi—yeh raat sirf uski hone wali thi.
"Dekh bhabhi, main tujhpe zabardasti nahi kar raha," Jolly ne muskurate hue kaha, "Tere paas sirf do options hain—ya toh pyaar se saath de, ya fir mujhe sab kuch mushkil banana padega… aur tu jaanti hai na, jab cheezein mushkil hoti hain, tab woh aur bhi zyada rough ho jati hain."
Srivalli ka gala sukh chuka tha. Usne ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki, mann me ek aakhri ummeed leke ki shayad yeh ek sapna ho. Par jaise hi usne aankhein kholi, uske samne wahi reality thi—Jolly ka ek shaitani smirk, uska powerful aura, aur woh raat jo sirf uske liye taiyar ki gayi thi.
Jolly ne table se ek crystal glass uthaya aur usme ghehri laal wine daal di. Glass uske haath me dete hue bola, "Pee le… tujhe thoda relax feel hoga. Itni tension lene ki zaroorat nahi."
Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye us glass ko dekha, phir Jolly ki aankhon me. Uske paas koi doosra rasta nahi tha. Usne glass apne haathon me uthaya, dheere se apne hothon tak le gayi, aur ek gehra sip le liya. Warm wine uske gale me behti gayi, aur uske dil ki dhadkan halki si slow hone lagi.
Jolly ne ek aur sip lene ko kaha, aur Srivalli ne bina soche utna hi kiya. Ab uske andar ek ajeeb si garmahat thi—na dar ka asar, na resistance ka sense.
Jolly uske bilkul paas aaya, uska ek haath uske kamar pe aaya, aur doosra uske gale ke paas gaya. Usne Srivalli ke mangalsutra ko apni ungliyon me ghumaya, jaise kisi jeet ki nishani ho.
"Aaj tu sirf meri hai," Jolly ne uske kaan me dheere se kaha, "Ye mangalsutra tujhe yaad dilata hai ki tu Pushpa ki hai… par aaj raat, ye bas mujhe yaad dilayega ki tu sirf meri ho."
Srivalli ne koi jawab nahi diya. Uski aankhein neeche jhuki rahi, mann me sirf ek hi soch thi—yeh sab bina kisi aur tamasha ke khatam ho jaaye.
Jolly ne apni ungliyon se uske gaal ko touch kiya, dheere se uska chehra apni taraf ghoomaya. "Tu ab bhi darr rahi hai, hmm?"
Srivalli ne dheere se apni nazar uthai, uski aankhon me na gussa tha, na sharam, bas ek majboori thi.
Jolly ne ek chhoti si hasi di, phir bina kuch kahe uske hothon par apne hoth rakh diye.
Ek deep, passionate kiss…
Srivalli ke liye ek pal ke liye sab kuch ruk gaya. Usne apne hoth Jolly ki grip me mehsoos kiye, uska garam sans uske chehre pe, uski dadhi ki halki si chubhan uske naram skin pe.
Pehle to usne resist karne ki koshish ki. Uske haath Jolly ke seene pe the, jaise usse door dhakelna chahti ho, lekin Jolly ki grip itni mazboot thi ki uske paas koi choice nahi thi.
Jolly aur bhi zyada intense ho gaya, uski lips ko zor se pakad liya, aur deep smooch karne laga. Uske haath uski kamar se leke uski peeth tak ja rahe the, uska pallu dheere se sarak raha tha.
Aur phir, Srivalli ne dheere se apni lips relax kiye.
Ab resistance ka koi matlab nahi tha. Ab bas ek hi raasta bacha tha—Jolly ki sharton pe chalna, taaki yeh sab jaldi khatam ho.
Usne apni aankhein band ki, aur dheere se apne lips Jolly ke kiss ka jawab dene lage.
Woh jaanti thi ki yeh sab galat hai, lekin yeh hi uska akhri option bhi tha.
Jolly ne ek chhoti si jeet wali hasi di, aur Srivalli ko apni baahon me aur bhi tight kar liya.
Aaj ki raat ab sirf Jolly ki hone wali thi.

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Srivalli’s POV
Jolly Reddy ke hoth mere hothon par zor se chipak chuke the. Uski jeebh ab meri jeebh ko apne andar kheench rahi thi, jaise har ek swad lene ke liye bechain ho. Pehle toh maine piche hatne ki koshish ki thi, lekin jaise jaise uska kiss intense hota gaya, maine bhi use apni taraf khich liya.
Meri ungliyan uski shirt ke collar ko tight pakad chuki thi. Mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, aur meri saansein ab normal nahi rahi. Jaise hi usne mere hothon ko thoda sa bite kiya, ek garam sans mere gale se nikal gayi—ek halki si ‘ahh’ ki aawaz jo maine control karne ki koshish ki, lekin ho nahi saka.
Jolly ne ye dekha aur muskuraya. Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si shaitani jeet chamak uthi thi.
Usne mere lambe baalon ko ekdum zor se pakda, mere sir ko peeche ki taraf kheech diya. Meri gardan ab bilkul uske samne thi—ek khula maidan, jisme wo apna nishaan chhodna chahta tha.
Jaise hi uski garam saans mere collarbone pe mehsoos hui, maine apni aankhein band kar li. Phir ek pal me, uske hoth meri gardan par chipak chuke the.
Ek bite—gehera, garam, aur itna strong ki ek aur ‘ahhh’ meri awaaz se nikal gayi.
Mujhe mehsoos ho raha tha ki mai dheere dheere uska pura saath dene lagi hoon. Mera sharir dheere dheere uske haathon ka aadi ho raha tha, jaise uski har chhuna meri twacha par likha ja raha ho.
Jolly ne ek jhatke me meri saree ka pallu gira diya. Ab sirf mera deep cut blouse bacha tha, jisme mere cleavage ke beech mangalsutra latak raha tha.
Meri gardan pe uske chhodhe hue red bite marks saaf dikh rahe the. Mere hoth ab laal nahi, khule hue the—usne meri lipstick pura mita diya tha, sirf uske smooches ka laalpan bacha tha.
Maine apne aap ko ek pal ke liye shishe me dekha. Meri aankhein half-closed thi, saansein tez thi, mere gaal laal ho chuke the, aur meri kamar ab bhi uske haathon me jhuki hui thi.
Maine socha—yeh sab mujhe rokhna chahiye… Lekin sach yeh tha ki ab mujhe koi fark nahi pad raha tha.
Jolly ka tareeka ab bhi waise hi tha—pehle chhuna, phir possess karna. Mera sharir ab bhi uske haath me tha, lekin is baar, mai bhi peeche nahi hat rahi thi.
Ye raat ab sirf Jolly ki nahi rahi… Mai bhi dheere dheere us raat ka hissa ban rahi thi.

[b]Jolly’s POV 
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Srivalli… Pushpa ki Srivalli… Meri baahon me thi.
Maine jab uske hoth apne hothon me liye, toh pehle usne resist kiya. Lekin jaise jaise maine apni jeebh uski jeebh ke saath khelna shuru kiya, mujhe mehsoos hone laga ki wo dheere dheere dheel chhod rahi hai.
Mujhe iska maza aane laga. Mere haath uske kamar ko aur tight kar rahe the, jaise uska har ek reaction mehsoos kar raha hoon.
Jaise hi maine uske soft, full lips ko halka bite kiya, uske muh se ek moan nikla—‘Ahhh…’
Mujhe yahi sunna tha. Mujhe yahi dekhna tha.
Uske chehre pe ek pal ke liye ek ajeeb si tension aayi, lekin fir uska sharir dheere dheere melt hone laga.
"Bas itna hi lagta tha tujhe?" Maine andar hi andar socha. "Srivalli… tu bas shuru hui hai."
Maine uske baalon ko zor se pakda, uska sir peeche kiya. Uski safed, sundar gardan mere samne thi.
Ek dum clean, naram, aur pyaari.
Maine apni zubaan uske collarbone pe pheri, phir ek dum se ek tez bite di.
“Ahhh…!”
Uski awaaz mere kaanon me jaise ek nasha ban gayi. Uski sans phuli hui thi, woh puri tarah se meri grip me thi.
"Bhabhi, tu to aise react kar rahi hai jaise tujhe bhi yahi chahiye tha," maine mann me socha, ek chhoti si smile ke saath.
Maine ek hi jhatke me uska pallu gira diya.
Bas ek deep blouse… aur beech me uska mangalsutra, jo ab bhi latak raha tha.
Meri jeet ka nishaan ab bhi uske gale me tha, aur mujhe pata tha ki aaj ki raat yeh sirf mere haath me hai.
Maine uske nange shoulders ko dekha, uska deep neckline, jo uske heavy breaths ke saath aur bhi zyada attractive lag raha tha.
Uski lipstick ab bhi uske hothon pe nahi thi, bas mere smooches ka laalpan bacha tha.
Maine uske gaal ko haathon me liya, dheere se uski aankhon me dekha.
Woh mujhe dekh rahi thi… lekin ab uski aankhon me sirf resistance nahi tha.
Ab mujhe pata tha—Srivalli ab meri ban chuki thi.
[b]Aaj ki raat sirf meri hone wali thi.[/b]



Jolly ne ek lambi saans li, Srivalli ki or dekha aur dheere se uske blouse ke hook ko kholne laga. Uske haath expert ki tarah blouse ke hooks par the, aur ek jhatke me usne sare hooks khol diye.
Blouse ka fabric halka phir bhi majboot tha, par Jolly ke zor se kholne se woh aasaani se khul gaya. Usne blouse ko halka se sungha, phir ek careless andaz me niche fek diya.
Srivalli ne sharam se apne arms cross karke apne upper body ko cover karne ki koshish ki, lekin Jolly ne bina kisi der ke uske haath hata diye.
"Ye sab chhupane ki kya zarurat hai, bhabhi?" Jolly muskurate hue bola, uske chehre par ek shaitani muskan thi.
Srivalli ki deep cleavage ab saaf dikh rahi thi, bas ek patli si bra me bandhi hui. Jolly ne apna ek haath halka sa uske bra par rakha aur uske naram texture ko mehsoos kiya.
"Kya softness hai..." usne dheere se kaha, uske haath se ek ajeeb si garmi Srivalli ke tan me phail gayi.
Srivalli ne apni aankhen band kar li, Jolly ki grip ko mehsoos karte hue. Uske haath majboot the lekin unme ek ajeeb si nazakat bhi thi. Ab Srivalli ko pata tha ki ab ye sab rukne wala nahi hai. Woh aaj raat Jolly ko sab kuch de rahi thi, apne marzi se.
Jolly ek shikari tha aur aaj uska shikar khud uske samne apne marzi se tha. Isse usko aur bhi maza aa raha tha. Usne dheere se Srivalli ke kan ke paas apni zuban pheri aur kaha, "Aaj raat tu sirf meri hai, Srivalli."
Srivalli ke mann me ek ajeeb sa toofan tha. Uski saans tez ho gayi thi, uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Woh soch rahi thi ki shayad yeh galat hai, par ab uske paas aur koi rasta nahi tha.
"Shayad yehi ek rasta hai," Srivalli ne mann hi mann socha, "Shayad isse sab kuch theek ho jayega."
Usne apne aap ko Jolly ke hawale kar diya, uske har touch ko mehsoos kiya, har ehsaas ko apne dil me utaar liya.
Jolly uske saamne tha, ek shikari ki tarah, lekin aaj uska shikar khud uske samne surrender kar chuka tha.
Ye raat ab sirf un dono ke beech ki thi, ek aisi raat jo shayad Srivalli hamesha yaad rakhegi, chahe woh chahe ya na chahe.


Jolly's POV - 
Jaise hi Srivalli bistar par leti, maine uski bra ko dheere se utar diya. Ab woh upar se bilkul nangi thi, uske bade aur gol boobs mere samne the. Uske nipples tight ho chuke the, jaise thand ya excitement se khade ho gaye ho. Uski skin ka makhmali sparsh ab mere liye ek khula maidan tha jise main jee bhar ke explore karna chahta tha.
Uske boobs pe girte uske mangalsutra ne ek ajeeb sa contrast create kiya tha - kaala mangalsutra uski gori skin par. Maine apne dono haathon se uske boobs ko dheere se pakda, unhe mehsoos kiya. Woh naram the, lekin perfectly firm bhi.
"Kitni softness hai..." maine mann hi mann socha. Har ek squeeze ke saath unka shape mujhe aur bhi madhosh kar raha tha. Unki elasticity, unka warm feel mere haatho me ek perfect sense of power deta tha.
Srivalli ke muh se dheemi si siskariyan nikal rahi thi, 'Ahh... Jolly...' Uski awaaz me ek laachari thi, ek surrender ki feeling thi jo mujhe aur bhi uttejit kar rahi thi.
Maine dheere se uske ek nipple ko apni ungliyon ke beech me liya aur usse halka sa dabaya. Uska response instant tha. Uski back arch ho gayi aur ek tez 'Aaahh' ki awaaz uske hotho se nikli.
"Tere ye reactions mujhe pagal kar rahe hain, Srivalli..." maine khud se kaha, jaise kisi trance me tha. Uski har moan, har movement mere liye ek nayi energy thi.
Uske nipples ab bilkul hard ho chuke the, jaise kisi deep arousal ka signal ho. Main unhe apni fingers se masalte hue, kabhi apne lips se chhuta, jisse uski siskariyan aur bhi tez ho gayi. Her moan was music to my ears, a melody that I could listen to all night long.
"J-Jolly... please..." uski pleading mujhe aur bhi dominate karne ke liye provoke kar rahi thi.
Ye raat ab sirf mere naam thi. Srivalli ki har ek siskari, har ek movement mere control me thi. Uska ye surrender, uska ye submission mere liye ek ultimate pleasure tha. Maine socha, ye raat hum dono ke beech ki ek memorable story ban jayegi.









Jolly Srivalli ke boobs ko pyaar se chum raha tha, har ek chumban ke saath uske tan mein ek nayi lehar daud ja rahi thi. Uska ek haath bar-bar uske boobs ko masal raha tha, aur doosra haath Srivalli ke bra ko sehla raha tha, jis se Srivalli ke tan mein ek ajeeb si halchal mach gayi thi.
Jab Jolly ne dheere se Srivalli ki bra ko utara, uski nazarein un makhmali ubharon par jam gayi thi. Uske bade, gori boobs ab puri tarah se mukt ho chuke the aur uski nipples sakht ho chuki thi, excitement aur thand se. Jolly ne bina kisi jhijhak ke ek nipple ko apne muh mein le liya aur use chusne laga, dusre nipple ko apni ungliyon se masalte hue.
Srivalli ke muh se aahen nikal rahi thi, "Aah... Jolly... aah..." Uski awaaz kamre mein gunj rahi thi, ek madhur sangeet ki tarah jo Jolly ko aur bhi madhosh kar raha tha. Uske har touch se Srivalli ka jism ek naye ahsaas se guzar raha tha.
Jab Jolly ne Srivalli ko bistar par bithaya aur usse apni pants ki zip kholne ko kaha, Srivalli thodi ghabra gayi. Usne Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha aur kaha, "Jolly, ye maine kabhi nahi kiya, tum baki sab karo ye nahi." Par Jolly ka jawab tha, "Tumne mujhe apna pati samjha kya ki tu boli aur main maan gaya? Yaad hai na, aaj ki raat jaise main kahoon waise tu karegi, yahi deal thi."
Har maan chuki Srivalli ne dheere se Jolly ki zip kholi. Jab Jolly ka bada aur mota lund uske samne aaya, Srivalli ne ek gehri saans li. Jolly ne fir hukum diya, "Chus ise." Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye mana kiya, lekin Jolly ke samne uski ek na chali. Jolly ka dominance saaf jhalak raha tha.
Aakhir kar, Srivalli ne apna najuk muh khola aur dheere se Jolly ka lund apne muh mein le liya. Jaise hi usne ise apne muh mein liya, Jolly ne ek gehri sigh ki, "Aah... Srivalli..." Uske muh se nikalne wali 'ghup ghup' ki awaaz ab room mein echo kar rahi thi, ek rhythmic pattern banata hua jo dono ke beech ka taal-mel ko darshata tha.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke sir ko pakda aur use aage peeche karne laga, uska pace control karte hue. "Bas aise hi... aah, perfect," Jolly ke shabdon mein satisfaction thi. Srivalli ab puri tarah se task mein lag chuki thi, kabhi lund ke tope ko kiss karti, kabhi pura lund chusne ki koshish karti.
Jolly ka har moan, Srivalli ke kaano mein madhur sangeet ki tarah baj raha tha, usse aur prerna dete hue. Is beech, Srivalli ne apni nayi duniya ke niyam sikh liye the, aur ab vo Jolly ko khush karne mein koi kasar nahi chhod rahi thi.

Jaise hi Srivalli ne Jolly ka lund apne muh mein liya, usne ek gehri saans li. Jolly ke muh se ek halka sa moan nikla, "Ah, Srivalli, yeh hai asli maza..." Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si khushi thi, jaise usne kisi badi jeet ko haasil kiya ho.
Srivalli thoda nervous thi, lekin usne apne aap ko Jolly ke haathon mein saunp diya. Uska haath Jolly ke lund ko pakad ke dheere se upar neeche karne laga. Jolly ki saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, "Haan, bas aise hi... shabash..."
Srivalli ne apni pace badhai, aur Jolly ka lund zor se chusne lagi. Uske muh se 'ghup ghup' ki awaaz nikal rahi thi, jaise koi garam chai peete hue. Jolly ke haath Srivalli ke sir par the, uski movements ko guide karte hue. "Yeh hui na baat... aah, Srivalli, tum to chhupi rustam nikli."
Kuch der ke intense session ke baad, Jolly ne Srivalli ka sir pakda aur zor se apne lund par daba diya. Srivalli ki aankhon mein paani aa gaya, lekin usne resist nahi kiya. Jolly ke chehre par ek vijayi muskurahat thi, "Ab dekho maza..."
Jolly ki grip majboot ho gayi, aur usne Srivalli ke muh mein deeper jaane laga. Srivalli ke throat tak lund pohoch gaya, aur usne gahri saansein leni shuru ki. "Srivalli, tum sach mein talented ho... haan, aise hi..."
Achanak, Jolly ka poora badan tense ho gaya, aur usne apni climax ki ore badhna shuru kiya. "Srivalli, main aa raha hoon... taiyar ho jao..."
Uske shabd Srivalli ke kaano mein resonated ho rahe the. Jolly ne ek deep moan kiya aur finally, usne apne climax ko reach kiya. Uska jism relax ho gaya, aur usne dheere se Srivalli ka sir chhoda.
"Aah... Srivalli, tumne to kamal kar diya. Aaj ki raat ko main kabhi nahi bhoolunga..." Jolly ne apne forehead se pasine pochte hue kaha, ek gehri santushti ke saath. Srivalli ne bhi apne aap ko relax kiya, Jolly ke words uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa aaram de rahe the.
Is intense encounter ke baad, dono ne ek dusre ko dekha, Srivalli ki aankhon mein ab bhi thoda dar tha, lekin ab usme ek ajeeb si samajh bhi thi - ki shayad yahi ek raasta tha jisse wo is musibat se bahar nikal sakti thi. Jolly ne muskurakar uska haath pakda, "








Jolly ne Srivalli ko bistar par leta diya aur uske sharir ko dekhte hue uski antarvasna jaag uthi. Srivalli sirf apni panty mein thi, jise Jolly ne bina kisi hesitation ke khinch kar utar diya. Srivalli, sharm se bharpoor, ne apni chut ko apne haathon se dhakne ki koshish ki, lekin Jolly ne turant uske haathon ko hata diya aur uski chut ko nihara. Uski chut gili thi aur uska pink hue apne aap mein ek kashish rakh raha tha jo Jolly ko aur adhik utsuk bana raha tha.
Jolly ne apne lund ko Srivalli ki chut par phirana shuru kiya, aur dheere dheere uski chut ke lips ko chhoo raha tha, jis se Srivalli ki sans tez ho gayi. Uske chhote chhote siskariyon ne kamre mein ek sensual symphony ka nirmaan kiya. Jolly ne Srivalli ko dheere se bed pe litaya aur uski taangon ko faila diya, uske man ko aur bhi uttejit karne ke liye.
Jolly ne ek gehra stroke lagaya, aur apna poora lund Srivalli ke andar utaar diya. Srivalli ki muh se nikli "Aaahh," ek lambi aur ghahri awaaz thi jo uske dard aur anand ko darsha rahi thi. Uska sharir ek pal ke liye akad gaya, phir dhire dhire usne apne aap ko Jolly ke movements ke saath adjust karna shuru kiya.
"Jolly... yeh... bahut... gehra hai," Srivalli ne halki si kripa ki awaaz mein kaha, uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si laachari thi. Lekin Jolly uski suni ankahe shabdon ko samajh gaya aur dheere se uski gardan ko chumte hue bola, "Main tujhe poora maza dene aaya hoon, Srivalli. Aaj ki raat sirf mera naam lekar pukaregi."
Jolly ne apni speed aur depth ko badha diya, har stroke ke saath Srivalli ki chut ke andar gahrai tak ja raha tha, uski har thap Srivalli ke moans ko aur buland kar raha tha. "Ahh... Jolly... ahh... aur tez..." Srivalli ki awaaz ab mohak sangeet ban gayi thi.
Jab Jolly ne position change ki aur Srivalli ko doggy style mein laaya, usne apni grip ko uske koolhon par majboot kiya aur zor-zor se stroke lagane lage. Srivalli ki har "Ahh... Jolly... yeh... amazing hai..." uske jism se behta pasina aur garam saanse dono ko ek doosre mein aur ghulne-milne laga.
Jolly ka har dhakka Srivalli ke andar ek nayi chingari jalane laga, aur un dono ki saanse ek saath chalne lagi. Srivalli, jo pehle sharm se jhijhak rahi thi, ab puri tarah se samarpan ki bhavna mein beh rahi thi, har stroke ke saath uska jism ek naye ahsaas ka samna kar raha tha.
"Aaj tu sirf meri hai, Srivalli," Jolly ne apni pakad ko aur majboot karte hue kaha, aur Srivalli ne, puri tarah se samarpan ki mudra mein, sirf "Haan, Jolly" keh kar apne aap ko uske hawale kar diya.





Jolly Srivalli ke pichhe se uski kamukta ko aur badha raha tha. Usne Srivalli ko doggy style position mein ghumaya, jahan uski peeth uski taraf thi aur uska lushit shareer poore nazdeeki se uski aankhon ke samne tha. Srivalli ka tan gora aur komal tha, uski peeth par se halke halke pasine ki boondein chhalak rahi thi jo uski vasna ko aur bhi darsha rahi thi.
"Tu kitni khoobsurat hai, Srivalli," Jolly ne uske kaan mein phusphusate hue kaha, uske haath Srivalli ke koolhon par phisalte hue uske nithambon ko sahla rahe the. Uski ungliyon ne Srivalli ke nithambon ko dheere se daba diya, jisse Srivalli ke muh se ek madhosh kar dene wali siski nikli.
Phir Jolly ne ek zor ka dhakka diya, aur uska lund phir se Srivalli ki garam aur bheegi chut mein sama gaya. Srivalli ke muh se ek lambi "Aaahhh" nikli, jo kamre mein echo kar rahi thi.
"Jolly... itna zor se... ah!" Srivalli ne vinamrata se kaha, lekin uski aawaz mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Jolly ne apni pakad aur mazboot kar li aur tezi se Srivalli ko chodne laga. Har ek dhakke ke saath uska lund Srivalli ke andar gahrai tak ja raha tha, aur Srivalli ki har ek moan uski khud ki vasna ko aur badha raha tha.
Jolly ne apne strokes ko aur bhi tez kar diya, aur Srivalli ki chut ke andar baar baar apne lund ko bharta raha. "Ahhh... Jolly... yeh bahut intense hai..." Srivalli ne kehna shuru kiya, uski awaaz ab pain aur pleasure ke mixed emotions se bhari hui thi.
"Sahi hai na? Tujhe yeh pasand hai na?" Jolly ne puchha, jabki uska lund lagataar Srivalli ki chut ko chod raha tha.
Srivalli ne kuch der tak kuch nahi kaha, bas uske moans zyada zor se bahar aane lage. "Haan... mujhe yeh... bahut pasand hai..." usne aakhirkaar jawab diya, har stroke ke saath uski awaaz aur bhi madhosh ho rahi thi.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke baalon ko pakda aur uske sir ko peeche ki taraf khicha, jisse Srivalli ka chehra upar ki taraf uth gaya. Uske hoth adhkhule the, aur uski aankhein band thi. Jolly ne uske gardan par ek gehri chumban diya aur fir uski earlobe ko apni zuban se sahla diya.
Srivalli ke pure badan mein ek current sa daud gaya, aur uski chut ne ek ajeeb se contraction kiya, jo Jolly ko aur bhi zyada madhosh kar diya. "Tujhe kaise lag raha hai?" Jolly ne muskurate hue pucha.
Srivalli ne bas itna kaha, "Jolly, aaj raat ko main kabhi nahi bhoolungi... yeh sab... itna khoobsurat... itna intense hai..."







Jolly ke strokes ab aur bhi intense ho chuke the. Har thrust Srivalli ke sharir ko hila raha tha, uski kamar tez speed se Jolly ke lund ke saath synchronize ho chuki thi. Uske bade, gol boobs aage pichhe hil rahe the, aur unke beech uska mangalsutra jhul raha tha, har baar ek naye sensation ke saath uski garam twacha se takra raha tha.
Srivalli ke muh se ab sirf moans nikal rahe the—'Ahhh… haan… Jolly… aur tez…!’ Uski saansein tez ho gayi thi, har thapke ke saath uska sharir ek nayi lehar mehsoos kar raha tha.
Jolly ke thought:
"Iss aurat ka sharir kitna lajawab hai… jo resistance pehle thi, ab usi me ek ajeeb sa nasha hai. Ab woh pura saath de rahi hai, har thrust pe apni chut ko aur tight kar rahi hai… Ekdum perfect! Aaj ki raat ka asli maza ab aa raha hai…!"
Jolly ne Srivalli ki kamar ko aur bhi zor se pakda, aur apne pace ko aur tez kar diya. Uska lund ab bilkul andar tak jaa raha tha, ek ek stroke ke saath uska garam lund Srivalli ki chut ke andar poori tarah sama raha tha.
Srivalli ke thoughts:
"Ohhh… yeh kya ho raha hai…! Mera sharir iski har harqat pe kaise itna react kar raha hai… Yeh sensations, yeh pleasure, yeh deep connection…! Main ab khud ko nahi rok sakti… Bas aur… aur…!"
Jolly ne ek jhatke se Srivalli ko apne taraf aur kheech liya, ab uska lund aur bhi deep jaa raha tha. Srivalli ke moans aur loud ho gaye—"Jolly! Ahhh… haan… aur… aur… aise hi…!"
Uski chut ab continuously contract kar rahi thi, uske andar ek tezz climax build ho raha tha. Jolly ka pace aur bhi rough ho chuka tha, uski body ki heat ab Srivalli ke tan pe chhodi ja rahi thi.
Jolly ne ek haath uske baalon me ghusa diya, aur doosra uski kamar ke neeche, usse aur tightly apne saath press karte hue aur tez chodne laga.
Srivalli ab poore climax me thi. Ek tez vibration jese sensation ne uska pura sharir hila diya.
"Jolly… ahhh… main… nahi rok sakti… Ahhhhhh!"
Aur ek dum se usne apna saara pani chhod diya. Uska sharir kaanp gaya, uski chut Jolly ke lund ke around tight ho gayi, jaise usko andar hi pakad lena chahti ho.
Jolly ko yeh mehsoos hote hi uska pleasure peak pe pahuch gaya.
"Haan Srivalli… bas… ab mai bhi…!"
Jolly ne ek aur baar tez aur deep strokes diye, aur apna saara garam cum uski chut ke andar chhod diya. Ek deep grunt ke saath uska lund poora andar tak chala gaya, aur uska garam load Srivalli ke andar bharne laga.
Srivalli ke muh se ab bhi soft moans aa rahe the—"Ahhh… Jolly…" Uska sharir ab dheere dheere relax ho raha tha, lekin uske dil ki dhadkan ab bhi fast thi.
Jolly ab thoda dheela pada, lekin uske chehre pe ek vijay wali muskurahat thi. Usne Srivalli ke gaal ko dheere se chhua, uski saansein ab bhi tez chal rahi thi.
"Aaj ki raat tujhe kabhi nahi bhoolne wali, Srivalli…" Jolly ne dheere se kaha, uski ungli Srivalli ke wet lips pe sehte hue.
Srivalli ne apni aankhein band kar li, ek halki si muskurahat ke saath. Ab sab kuch khatam ho chuka tha, aur woh dono ek dusre ke pasine bhare sharir ke sath bed pe padh gaye.

Srivalli bistar par padi thi, saans tez chal rahi thi, sharir thakavat se bhara hua tha. Ab sab kuch khatam ho chuka tha. Jolly ne use chhod diya tha, lekin uska asar ab bhi uske sharir aur dimaag dono par tha.
Ek ghari pehle, jab woh pleasure ki gehraiyon mein dubi thi, tab uska dimaag sirf ek hi cheez samajh raha tha—Jolly ka touch, uske jhatke, uska control. Lekin ab, jab climax ki intensity khatam ho gayi thi, ek tezz guilt uske andar ubharne laga.
"Maine yeh kya kiya…?"
Uske sharir ka har ang ab bhi Jolly ki chhodo ka nishan utha raha tha. Uski chut ab bhi gili thi, andar ab bhi Jolly ka garam load bhara hua tha. Jolly ka garam cum dheere dheere uski chut se baahar beh raha tha, aur usne apni taango ko kas kar bandh kar liya, jaise usse rokne ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Lekin sach yeh tha ki raat ho chuki thi… aur uske andar Jolly ka nishan chhupa chuka tha.
"Kya main ab bhi Pushpa ke layak hoon?"
Yeh soch Srivalli ke dimaag mein bomb ki tarah foot rahi thi. Jis tan pe sirf Pushpa ka haq tha, us tan ko Jolly ne poora paal liya tha. Aur sabse badi baat… yeh sab sirf zabardasti nahi tha.
Jab woh pleasure mein doobi thi, tab usne Jolly ka pura saath diya tha. Uske har jhatke pe usne react kiya tha, uske lips uske saath lock ho gaye the, uska sharir Jolly ke touch ka jawab de raha tha. Woh sirf ek majboor aurat nahi thi, us raat woh bhi ek bhooki aurat ban chuki thi.
Lekin ab, jab sab khatam ho gaya tha, woh sach ke samne khadi thi.
Usne bistar par padi apni saree uthayi, apne bare tan ko dhakne ki koshish ki. Uski aankhon me aansu bhar aaye. Usne ek baar Jolly ko dekha—woh ab bhi uske pasene bhare nange sharir ko dekh raha tha, ek smirk ke saath.
"Kya soch rahi hai, bhabhi?" Jolly ne cigarette jalate hue kaha, "Ab pachtawa ho raha hai?"
Srivalli ne apna gala saaf kiya, uski awaaz ab bhi shaky thi. "Jo hona tha, woh ho gaya…" usne dheere se kaha.
Jolly ne ek hasi maari, "Haan, aur kaise hua… Tera har moan, har cheekh batati hai ki tujhe bhi yeh sab pasand aaya tha."
Srivalli ne aankh bandh ki. Yeh sach tha. Lekin yeh sach sunna uske liye aur bhi dukh bhara tha.
Usne dheere se bistar se uthne ki koshish ki, lekin uski taange ab bhi thodi kamzor thi. Uske andar ab bhi ek ajeeb si sukoon aur dukh ka milan ho raha tha.
Lekin ab ek aur kaam baaki tha.
Uska video.
Srivalli ne Jolly ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon me ab guilt ke sath sath ek alag hi jazba tha. Ab woh yeh nischit karna chahti thi ki yeh raat uski zindagi ka antim kalank ban jaye.
"Mujhe mera video chahiye. Tumne promise kiya tha, Jolly."
Jolly ne ek gehra puff liya, uske chehre pe wahi besharam muskurahat thi. "Haan, promise toh kiya tha, bhabhi…"
Srivalli ne zameen ki taraf dekha, uske haath kas gaye. Ab woh ek aur deal karne ke liye tayyar thi.
Woh Jolly ke video ko delete karake apne jeevan ka yeh kala chapter khatam karna chahti thi. Lekin kya Jolly itni aasani se use chhod dega?
Yeh sawal ab bhi uske mann me tha…



Jolly ne Srivalli ka haath zor se khicha, use apni taraf kheench liya. Uska pasina bhara, thaka-manda sharir ab bhi Jolly ki baahon ke beech tha, ek shikari aur uska shikar.
“Ek aur smooch, Srivalli,” Jolly ne dheere se bola, “Aur phir tera video tujhe mil jayega.”
Srivalli ne uski aankhon me dekha. Uski aankhon me aansu the—ek ajeeb si beizzati, ek sharm jo ab tak uska peecha nahi chhod rahi thi.
"Jitna kiya... woh sab kaafi nahi tha kya?" usne thakeli awaaz me kaha.
Jolly ne ek besharam hasi di, cigarette ka ek last puff liya, aur uska chehra apne kareeb le aaya.
"Arrey bhabhi, maine kiya, par tune bhi toh enjoy kiya... Teri wo cheekhein ab bhi mere kaano me gunj rahi hain," Jolly ne dheere se bola, "Tere moans, tera badan ka hilna, tera meri taraf apne aap aana... Tu sach me sherni nikli."
Srivalli ek pal ke liye chup rahi. Ab woh aur resist nahi kar sakti thi.
"Theek hai… ek last baar." Uske words dheeme the, thake hue, haar maan chuke.
Jolly ne koi aur waqt barbaad nahi kiya.
Usne Srivalli ka chehra apni ungliyon se pakda aur zor se uske hothon pe apne hoth chipka diye. Ek deep, wet smooch jisme uski jeebh Srivalli ki jeebh ke saath khel rahi thi.
Srivalli ne apni aankhein band kar li, apni taqdeer accept karte hue.
Jolly uske lips ko zor se chus raha tha, beech beech me halki bites bhi de raha tha. Uske haath Srivalli ke boobs tak gaye, uske nipples ko press kiya, aur ek haath se uski chut ke beech apni ungli daal di.
“Mmmhh… Jolly…” Srivalli ke muh se ek aah bhara moan nikal gaya. Uska sharir phir se react kar raha tha, uska dil tez dhadak raha tha.
Jolly uski chut ko ghumane laga, uske gilepan ko mehsoos kar raha tha.
"Dekha? Ab bhi teri chut kitni garam hai... Tu chahe ya na chahe, tera sharir toh mujhe hi chahta hai, Srivalli."
Srivalli ab aur kuch nahi bol paayi, sirf halka sa siskar gayi. Uska tan ab bhi Jolly ke touch ka aadhi ho chuka tha.
Lekin phir Jolly ne ekdum se use chhod diya.
"Lo, tumhara phone," Jolly ne uske haath me uska phone rakh diya, "Video delete kar diya maine, jao ab Pushpa ke paas."
Srivalli ne turant phone liya, trembling hands se check kiya—video sach me delete ho chuka tha. Ek halki si rahat ka ahsaas uske chehre pe dikha, lekin andar ab bhi guilt ka bojh tha.
Jolly peechhe hatiya, bistar pe relaxed ho kar let gaya, ek badi si smirk ke saath.
"Aaj ki raat yaad rakhna, bhabhi... Kyunki main toh hamesha yaad rakhunga."
Srivalli bina kuch kahe apne bikhre hue kapde uthane lagi. Aaj ki raat sach me uski taqdeer badal chuki thi.

[b]Raat ke 12 baj chuke the. Party ab khatam ho chuki thi, mehmaan ek ek karke ja chuke the. Haveli ab ekdum sannate mein thi, lekin ek jagah ab bhi garam thi—Jolly ka bistar, jisme ab tak Srivalli ki aahatein, uski halki siskariyan aur uske sharir ki garmahat basi hui thi.
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Srivalli dheere se uthi. Uska sharir ab bhi thoda dukh raha tha, thodi bechaini ho rahi thi, lekin usne khud ko sambhalne ki koshish ki. Usne apni saree pehni, uske pallu ab bhi halki si bikhre hue the. Uska mangalsutra uske bheege hue tan pe chipak chuka tha, jo uski beizzati ka ek jeeta jaagta nishaan lag raha tha.
Usne apne baalon ko haath se set kiya, lipstick ab bhi puri tarah hat chuki thi, aur aankhon me ek ajeeb si thakaan thi. Aaina dekha toh khud se aankhein milane ki bhi himmat nahi thi. Woh jo bhi tha... ab sirf ek raat ka hissa ban chuka tha.
Ek gehri saans leke, Srivalli ne darwaza khola aur bahar nikal gayi.
Bahar ekdam sannata tha. Jolly kahin nahi dikh raha tha, uska bas cigarette ka dhuan ab bhi hawa mein tha. Srivalli ne apni car ki taraf kadam badhaya, jaise koi bhag jaana chahta ho wahan se.
Gadi me baithte hi, usne ek pal ke liye aankhein band kar li. Ek gehri sans li, lekin saans lene se bhi aisa mehsoos ho raha tha jaise Jolly ki khushbu ab bhi uske sharir pe chipki ho.
Ek lamha... ek gehri aah...
Fir usne ignition on kiya aur gaadi bhaga di.
Jab ghar pahunchi, tab raat aur bhi gehri ho chuki thi. Uski saas ab bhi jag rahi thi, intezaar kar rahi thi.
"Beta, party late tak chali kya? Itni raat ko kaise aayi?" Uski saas ne pyar se poocha.
Srivalli ne dheere se ek jhooth bol diya, "Haan maa, party late tak chal rahi thi, isliye nikalne ka mauka nahi mila."
Uski saas ne usse dekha, uske bikhre chehre ko nazarandaz karte hue bola, "Ja beta, fresh hoja aur so ja, bohot thak gayi hogi."
Srivalli seedha apne kamre me gayi, darwaza band kiya aur ek jhatke se bistar pe gir gayi.
[b]Aaj ki raat sirf uske sharir par nahi, uske mann par bhi nishaan chhod chuki thi.[/b]

[Joker44]

Subah jab Srivalli ki aankh khuli, to uske dil me ek ajeeb sa bojh tha. Uske sharir me ab bhi kal raat ki thakaan thi, lekin sabse bada darr uske mann me tha—Jolly ne uske andar kitni baar apna beej chhod diya tha.
"Agar main pregnant ho gayi to?"
Yeh soch uske dimaag me ek zor ka jhatka diya. Agar yeh sach ho gaya, to sab kuch khatam ho sakta hai. Pushpa… uska ghar… sab kuch.
Usne turant uthne ka faisla kiya. Aaj sabse zaroori cheez thi ki woh secretly protection le.
Apne ghar me sabko normal lagne ke liye, woh apni aadat ki tarah kaam karti rahi. Kapde badalne lagi, fresh hone lagi, par usse mehsoos ho raha tha jaise koi uspar nazar rak raha hai.
Usne aankhon ke kone se mehsoos kiya—ek parchaayi.
Koi tha. Koi usko dekh raha tha.
Ek pal ke liye uske sharir me ek daraavni lehar daud gayi. Woh turant apni saree sahi karne lagi, lekin ab uska dimaag sirf ek cheez pe atak gaya tha—KAUN?
Lekin abhi sochne ka waqt nahi tha. Usne bina kisi ko bataye ek chhoti si excuse banayi aur ghar se bahar nikal gayi.
Uska rukh seedha medical store ki taraf tha.
Medical store pe pahunchte hi usne idhar udhar dekha, kahi koi jaan-pehchaan wala na ho. Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, jaise koi chhupa raaz chupane ja rahi ho.
"Bhaiya… ek emergency pill chahiye," usne dheere se bola, apni awaaz halki rakhte hue.
Medical wale ne uske chehre ko dekha, ek ajeeb si curiosity thi uski aankhon me.
"Kaunsa?" usne casually poocha.
"Koi bhi… jo effective ho," Srivalli ne halki awaaz me kaha, jaise koi gunaah kar rahi ho.
Pill lene ke baad usne turant bottle apni saree ke pallu ke andar chhupa di aur wapas ghar laut gayi.
Lekin jaise hi woh ghar aayi, uska darr aur badh gaya.
Woh ab bhi mehsoos kar rahi thi… jaise koi uske peeche hai. Koi uske har move ko dekh raha hai.
Jab woh apne kamre me jaa rahi thi, tab bhi usko laga ki koi ek kone se dekh raha tha.
Kapde badalte waqt, woh ek pal ke liye ruki… dheere se apne pallu ko pakda, lekin jaise hi usne peechhe dekha—koi nahi tha.
"Yeh sirf mera darr hai… ya sach me koi dekh raha hai?"
Ab uske mann me sirf ek hi sawaal tha—agar koi dekh raha hai, to kya usko sab pata chal gaya?
Aur agar pata chal gaya, to kya hone wala hai?



Ghar ke ek andheri kone me ek nazar chhupi thi, ek aisi nazar jo hamesha Srivalli ko dekhne ke liye bechain rehti thi. Yeh nazar kisi aur ki nahi, balki Pushpa ke sabse vishwasniya aadmi ki thi.
Pushpa ke liye woh ek wafadaar kutta tha—aisa aadmi jo kabhi dhokha nahi de sakta, jo sirf Pushpa ke liye jeeta tha. Lekin jabse usne Srivalli ko dekha tha, uska poora wajood hil gaya tha.
Uski chal, uski narmi, uski muskuraahat, uska sharir jo saree me lipta ek sapna lagta tha—yeh sab uske andar ek nayi aag jaga chuka tha. Lekin ek bada samasya thi—woh Pushpa ki patni thi.
Woh uske paas nahi ja sakta tha, usse chhune ka toh sawal hi nahi tha.
Lekin uska junoon uski haddon ko tod raha tha. Jab bhi usko moka milta, woh Srivalli ko chhup chhup kar dekhne lagta.
Jab bhi woh apne kamre me kapde badalti, jab bhi woh raat ko apni saree utaar kar nighty pehenti—woh kisi na kisi andheri jagah se dekh raha hota.
Aur fir ek din, usne ek aur hadd paar kar di.
Usne uske kapde churaane shuru kar diye.
Uske blouse, uski saree ke folds, uske chhoti chhoti cheezein jo uske sharir se judi hoti thi—sab woh apne paas chhupane laga.
Sabse bada junoon?
Uske undergarments.
Srivalli ke pehene hue panties uski sabse badi kamzori ban chuki thi. Jab bhi uske haath lagti, woh raat me chupke uske smell ko enjoy karta, jaise uske paas hone ka ek aur tareeka mil gaya ho.
Woh pagal ho raha tha. Woh use chhupke nahi, asli me mehsoos karna chahta tha. Usko ek mauka chahiye tha, ek raat chahiye thi.
Aur phir uski zindagi me Jolly aaya.
Jolly Reddy—jo Pushpa ka rival tha, lekin Srivalli ka asli shikari bhi.
Ek raat, jab yeh aadmi chupke Srivalli ko dekh raha tha, tab Jolly ne use pakad liya.
"Tu kya dekh raha hai, haan?" Jolly ne uske kaan me dheere se kaha, "Ya fir mujhe bata, tu kya chahta hai?"
Woh aadmi pehle to ghabra gaya, lekin Jolly ki aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak thi.
"Main tujhe ek mauka de sakta hoon," Jolly ne dheere se kaha, "Par tujhe mere kaam ka aadmi banna padega."
"Mera matlab?" us aadmi ne halki awaaz me pucha.
"Srivalli pe nazar rakh," Jolly ne muskurate hue kaha, "Main jaanna chahta hoon ki woh kab kaha ja rahi hai, kya kar rahi hai, uske dil me kya chal raha hai. Jab mujhe zaroorat padegi, tu mujhe inform karega. Aur badle me..."
Woh aadmi aage jhuk gaya, uske dil ki chhupi hui bhook ab uske muh pe aane lagi.
"Agar main teri madad karun... to kya mujhe ek raat milegi Srivalli ke saath?"
Jolly ne muskuraya.
"Pushpa ka sabse trusted aadmi agar mera kutta ban jaye, to mujhe aur kya chahiye?" Jolly ne hasi maari. "Haan, tujhko bhi mauka milega. Bas mujhe Srivalli ki har ek activity ka report deta reh."
Us din se yeh aadmi Jolly ka informant ban gaya.
Jolly ko Srivalli tak pahunchne ka raasta isi aadmi ne diya. Uska schedule, uski baatein, uske pal pal ki movement—all information Jolly tak pahuchti rahi.
Aur ab, jab Srivalli ek bada raaz chhupa rahi thi—jab woh pregnancy se bachne ke liye chupke se pills lene gayi thi—tab bhi yeh aadmi uspar nazar rakhe hue tha.
Woh jaan gaya tha ki Srivalli ko Jolly ne andar se tod diya hai.
Aur ab bas ek cheez baaki thi—uska number aana.
Woh apni raat ka intezaar kar raha tha.
[b]Jaldi hi, woh bhi Srivalli ke sharir ka maza lene wala tha.[/b]



Kuch din baad…
Pushpa finally wapas aaya. Ghar ke sab log usse dekh kar khush the—maa, chhote log, staff… sabke chehre pe muskaan thi.
Par Pushpa… woh khush nahi tha.
Woh China gaya tha paisa vasooli ke liye, kisi bade dhokhebaaz se, lekin pura paisa recover nahi ho paya. Uske ego ko chot lagi thi. Eyes red, mind full of anger, aur andar kuch jal raha tha—badle ki aag.
Woh ghar mein sabse casually mila, sabko sir hila ke salaam kiya, aur seedha apne room mein chala gaya. Koi hungama nahi, koi chillana nahi… bas ek thanda sa gussa. Uska silence zyada darawana tha.
Srivalli, jo drawing room se dekh rahi thi, thoda ghabra gayi. Pushpa usually aake usse baatein karta tha, lekin aaj nahi. Kuch toh alag tha.
Shaam ke waqt, sab dinner pe busy the, Pushpa apne kamre mein akela tha. Srivalli ne himmat juti, aur dheere se uske kamre ka darwaza knock kiya.
Pushpa: (Bistar pe lete lete) "Aa ja, Srivalli."
Woh andar gayi, dheere se darwaza band kiya. Uske haath thande the, lekin dil ghabra raha tha.
Srivalli: "Thak gaye ho kya? Sab log khush hai ki tum wapas aaye ho… lekin tum… alag lag rahe ho."
Pushpa: (Aankhon mein udaasi aur gussa dono) "Sab kuch nahi hota Srivalli… paisa gaya, respect gayi, aur main khali haath laut aaya hoon. Woh log mujhe china mein chuna laga ke nikal gaye. Ab main sab kuch wapas lunga."
Srivalli uske paas baith gayi, uska haath apne haath mein liya.
Srivalli: "Tum toh Pushpa ho… har baar wapas aate ho. Is baar bhi aayega sab kuch. Main hoon na… tumhare saath."
Pushpa ne uski taraf dekha—thoda naram pada. Lekin kuch toh alag tha uske andar. Srivalli ki aankhon mein guilt chhupi thi… par Pushpa itna thaka tha ki usne kuch notice nahi kiya.
Woh uske kandhe pe sir rakh ke so gaya… aur Srivalli wahi baithi rahi, uske balon mein haath chalate hue. Dil mein guilt ka bojh… lekin chehre pe shanti.
Par usse abhi nahi pata tha… ke Jolly Reddy ne sach mein sab videos delete kiye the… ya sirf ek trick thi?
Aur woh gaze jo usne medical store pe feel ki thi… woh kiski thi?
Kya Pushpa sach jaan payega?

Agli subah…
Srivalli ne aankh kholi toh dekha bistar khaali tha. Pushpa gayab tha.
Woh turant uth kar bahar aayi aur maa ji se pucha, “Pushpa kaha gaye?”
Maa ji ne bina tension ke bola, “Arey beta, subah-subah jaldi kaam tha, kuch bolke nikal gaya.”
Srivalli ka dil ekdum se tez dhadakne laga.
Usne turant mobile uthaya aur Pushpa ko call kiya.
Tring… Tring…
Pushpa ne uthaya: “Haan Srivalli… bol.”
Srivalli (halke kanpte hue): “Kaha gaye ho tum itni subah-subah?”
Pushpa (normal tone mein): “Jolly ke paas ja raha hoon, kuch kaam hai usse…”
Srivalli ka chehra ekdum safed pad gaya.
Jolly ke paas?
Uska dimaag ghoom gaya. Ek hi thought baar-baar strike kar raha tha—kahi Pushpa ko sab pata toh nahi chal gaya? Kahi Jolly ne kuch keh toh nahi diya?
Uska haath kaanpne laga. Kal raat tak sab theek tha… aur aaj yeh?
Pura din Srivalli ek ajeeb sa stress lekar ghar mein ghoomti rahi. Khaane ka mann nahi, baat karne ka mann nahi. Uska dhyaan sirf ek baat pe atka tha—Pushpa abhi Jolly ke saath hai… kya ho raha hoga?
Woh baar-baar phone dekh rahi thi, koi message ya call ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Lekin kuch nahi aaya.
Shaam ko…
Darwaza khula… aur Pushpa aaya.
Wahi normal chehra, thoda tired lag raha tha, lekin koi gussa, na shak… kuch bhi ajeeb nahi tha.
Sab log usse milke khush hue, usne normal tareeke se baat ki, khaana khaya, aur Srivalli se bhi casually bola, “Tu theek hai na?”
Srivalli ke dil ka bojh halka hua… usne zyada kuch nahi kaha, bas haan mein sir hila diya.
Apne room mein jaake Srivalli ne saans lete hue socha:
“Shayad main hi zyada soch rahi thi… sab normal hai… tension lene ki koi zarurat nahi thi.”
Lekin usse ab bhi nahi pata tha… Jolly ne Pushpa se kya baat ki thi.




Pushpa fresh ho kar apne room mein aaya. Srivalli already bistar ke paas khadi thi, thoda nervous, thoda unsure… par uske chehre pe ek soft smile thi.
Pushpa ka mood aaj kuch alag tha… aankhon mein ek raw intensity thi.
Woh sidha uske paas gaya, aur bin kuch kahe usse apni baahon mein kheench liya.
Srivalli thoda hilti, "Pushpa… koi dekh lega… darwaza band karo…"
Pushpa ne dheere se uske kaan ke paas jhuk ke kaha, “Yeh mera ghar hai Srivalli… koi nahi dekhega… aur agar dekhega bhi, toh dekhne do…”
Uske hath ne Srivalli ki naazuk kamar ko kaske pakda, uske soft curves ko mehsoos kiya.
Uska jism Pushpa ki chaati se chipak gaya, uske boobs uski chest pe press ho rahe the… us softness ka ehsaas Pushpa ke liye maddening tha.
Srivalli ne halki si resistance di, lekin uski aankhen already pighal chuki thi.
Pushpa ne uska chehra apne dono haathon se pakda, aur ek zabardast, intense French kiss uske lips pe kar diya.
Srivalli ki aankhen bandh ho gayi, uska saans tez hone laga.
Uski lips ne Pushpa ka poora jawab diya…
Lambe, gile kisses… tongue ka passionate dance… dono ki saansein ek ho gayi.
Pushpa uske peeth pe haath ghumata raha, Srivalli uske gale mein bahein daal ke khud ko uske hawaale karti gayi.
Woh raat… guilt bhool gayi thi. Sirf ek aurat thi… apne mard ke pyaar mein doobi hui.



Pushpa ne Srivalli ko apni baahon mein kas kar jhukaya…
Uska pallu neeche gir chuka tha.
Uske tight blouse ke upar se uska perfect figure, deep cleavage ekdum clear dikh raha tha.
Pushpa ke aankhon mein ek tezz desire chamak uthi.
"Aaj toh tu aur bhi kamaal lag rahi hai, Srivalli…"
Uska tone heavy tha… aankhen bhookhi thi.
Pushpa ne uska gala pakadkar neck pe lick kiya, narmi se bite bhi kiya. Srivalli ka jism halki si kanp utha… uske hont se ek halka "ahhh…" nikal gaya.
Pushpa ke haathon ne dheere se blouse ke hook khole… aur Srivalli ke tight, round boobs saamne aa gaye…
Pink-brown nipples, perfectly stiff… ekdam tempting.
Par Pushpa ka nazar ek jagah ruk gaya.
Ek nipple ke paas, halka sa laal nishaan tha.
Love bite.
Usne aankhon mein thoda curiosity lekar bola:
"Yeh kya laga hai yahan…?"
Aur phir usne nipple ko pinch kiya, Srivalli ne moan kiya—“Aahhh Pushpa…”
Par jaise hi Pushpa ka finger us nishaan par gaya… Srivalli ka chehra suddenly stiff ho gaya.
Ek second mein Jolly Reddy ki woh raat yaad aa gayi… uska mouth, uske bites… woh nishaan usi ka tha.
Lekin Srivalli ne turant jhat se kaha, “Arey… kuch kaat gaya tha… shaayad koi keeda…”
Pushpa ne thoda sa hansa, "Achha… toh mujhe bhi kaatne de zara..."
Aur usne wohi jagah apne daanton se halka nibble kiya, fir lip se suck kiya…
Srivalli ka guilt uss pleasure mein dub gaya…
"Aaahh… Pushpaa…"
Woh khud bhi uske sir ke upar haath chala rahi thi, moan karte hue aur zyada close ho gayi.
Uska jism ab Pushpa ka tha… lekin uska dil mein Jolly ka nishaan chhupa tha.







Pushpa ka control ab chhutta ja raha tha…
Usne Srivalli ke donon boobs ko pakad kar zor se suck karna shuru kiya—kabhi daant se halka nibble karta, kabhi tongue se nipples ko tease karta.
Srivalli ke nipples ab hard aur sensitive ho gaye the.
“Ahhh… Pushpaa…”
Woh moan kar rahi thi, kamar thoda twist karti ja rahi thi, mazaa uske chehre pe clearly likha tha.
Pushpa ne uske nipples ko dabaya, ghumaya, aur Srivalli ke moans aur zyada loud hone lage…
Dhire dhire, Pushpa ne apni lungi kholi…
Uski aankhon mein ab ek wild junoon tha.
Srivalli ka haath uski chaati pe tha, par woh kuch keh nahi paayi—bas moan karti gayi.
Pushpa ne usse lift karke seedha bistar pe gira diya.
Srivalli ne aankh bandh kar li, uska patka dheere se dhila ho gaya, aur Pushpa ne uska patkar khol diya…
Ab uski flat stomach, soft skin, aur kamar ka curve clearly dikh raha tha.
Pushpa ne ek hi jhatke mein uski panty neeche kheench li…
Srivalli thoda hilli, "Pushpa…" uske honton pe guilt aur desire dono the.
Pushpa ne uski thighs ko pakad kar spread kiya, aur uski gili, soft chut pe ek intense nazar daali…
Uske lips ke corners pe halki si smile thi.
"Teri body toh har baar nayi lagti hai Srivalli…"
Usne kaha, uske inner thighs pe kisses karte hue.
Srivalli ki saansen tez ho gayi thi, uska pura jism ab Pushpa ke touch se jal raha tha.



Srivalli’s body was on fire.
Pushpa ne apna throbbing, hard lund dheere se nikaala, aur uski gili chut ke lips par rub karna shuru kiya. Srivalli ka jism already madhosh tha—uska saans tez ho raha tha, kamar hil rahi thi… aankhen bandh aur honton par sirf moan.
“Aaahh… Pushpaa…”
Pushpa ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue, apna lund dheere se uske andar dal diya.
Srivalli ke muh se ek tez chilah nikal gayi—shock aur pleasure ka perfect combination tha.
Pushpa ka thick, garam lund uski chut ke andar har inch tak jaa raha tha… dheere dheere, har stroke uski dehleez tak pahuch raha tha.
Srivalli moan karte hue apni kamar hilane lagi, “Pushpa… ahh… aur… aur…”
Pushpa ne uski kamar ko pakad ke ek rhythm mein usse chodne laga. Har thrust deeper, harder hota jaa raha tha.
Lekin Srivalli ke dimaag mein ek fleeting comparison aaya…
“Jolly ka lund… thoda bada tha… aur maza… uss raat kuch aur hi tha…”
Usne turant apne aap ko jhatka diya, “Nahi! Yeh mera pati hai… yeh pyaar hai… main uske saath hoon!”
Usne Pushpa ke kandhon ko pakad kar apne aap ko us moment mein poori tarah de diya.
Pushpa ka pace ab fast ho raha tha. Uske hips Srivalli ke hips se takra rahe the, wet sounds kamre mein goonj rahe the.
5 minutes baad…
Pushpa ne Srivalli ko pakad ke ulta kar diya—ghodi bana diya.
Srivalli ke haath bistar pe the, kamar uthake rakhni pad rahi thi… aur uski gili chut khuli hui Pushpa ke samne thi.
Pushpa ne uske bal kas ke pakde, aur apne lund ko wapas uske andar daal diya—ab peeche se.
Thak… thak… thak…
Every thrust was wild. Raw. Animalistic.
“Aaahhh Pushpaa! Ahhh… harder…!”
Srivalli ke muh se control-free moans nikal rahe the.
Pushpa ab uski kamar ko jor se kheenchta, aur apne full length se andar tak chhodta.
Usne Srivalli ke peeche jakar uski peeth pe kiss kiya, kabhi bite, aur kabhi uske bal kheench kar uski gardan choomi.
Srivalli poori tarah se hil chuki thi—har stroke pe uski chut aur bhi zyada tight ho rahi thi.
Pushpa ne uska body language feel kar liya tha—woh climax ke edge pe thi…
“Tu mera pyaar hai Srivalli… aaj raat sirf meri hai…” Pushpa ne moaning ke beech kaha.
Srivalli sirf moan karti rahi, uska jism har jhatke pe kaamp raha tha…



Pushpa ab apne verge pe tha.
Uska pace wild ho chuka tha, strokes ekdum deep and desperate.
Srivalli bhi tezz moan kar rahi thi, uski chut har thrust ke saath aur bhi zyada tight ho rahi thi, as if uska jism khud Pushpa ka mal absorb karna chahta ho.
Pushpa ne ek zor ka jhatka lagaya, Srivalli almost cheekh uthi…
“Aaahhh Pushpaa…!”
Aur ussi moment mein, Pushpa ka pura jism kaamp gaya…
Usne sara cum Srivalli ke andar chhod diya.
Thick, warm liquid uske andar bhar gaya…
Srivalli ki chut Pushpa ke cum se bhar chuki thi.
Woh dono thak kar bistar pe gir gaye, heavily breathing, bodies still warm and entangled.
Srivalli ne aankh band karke uske chest pe sir rakha.
Pushpa ne uska bal pyaar se uthaya, kiss diya, aur halki si smile ke saath bola,
“Tu meri jaan hai, Srivalli…”
Par unhe kya pata tha… us raat koi aur bhi unke saath tha—chhup kar.
Ghar ke bahar…
Ek andhere kone mein Pushpa ka hi aadmi, jo filhaal Jolly ke liye secretly jasusi kar raha tha, unke bedroom ke window ke paas chhupa tha.
Usne sara scene quietly observe kiya…
Zoom lens ke saath kuch photos kheech liye—Pushpa aur Srivalli ke sabse private moment ke.
Aur woh photos turant Jolly Reddy ke phone pe bhej di gayi.
Jolly ka phone vibrate hua.
Usne images dekhi…
Srivalli ki naked body, Pushpa ka face, unka wild sex… sab kuch.
Jolly ke honton pe ek twisted smile aayi.
"Maza aaya, Pushpa bhai… ab dekhta hoon tu kaise bachaata hai usse mujhse."
Woh couch pe baitha tha, drink uthaya, aur Srivalli ka photo zoom karke screen pe kiss kiya.
Game shuru ho chuka tha…




Raat ke 2 baje…
Srivalli bistar pe thaki haari, nangi chaadar mein lipti padi thi. Pushpa uske paas tha, gehri neend mein. Uska haath ab bhi Srivalli ki kamar pe tha, jaise usse sambhal raha ho.
Pushpa ne aaj use poori tarah satisfy kiya tha. Har touch, har stroke mein pyaar tha… ek mard ka apni patni ke liye jazbaat.
Lekin Srivalli… andar se kuch aur mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Uski aankhen chhat ki taraf thi, lekin dimaag us raat mein atka hua tha… Jolly Reddy ke saath guzari us rough, wild, aur junooni raat mein.
"Maine Pushpa se pyaar kiya… par Jolly ne mujhe jism se tod kar rakha tha."
Pushpa ka pyaar bhara sex ab uske liye ek sukoon jaisa tha, par Jolly ka vo junoon, vo control, vo wild possession… woh kuch aur hi tha.
Srivalli ne aankh band kar li, lekin uske jism ne Jolly ki wo touch, wo bites, wo moans abhi tak yaad rakh rakhe the.
Uski chut thodi si phir se warm aur wet mehsoos hone lagi, bina kisi reason ke… sirf yaadon se.
Guilt uske dil mein tha, lekin uski body… Jolly ke junoon ko bhool nahi pa rahi thi.
Usne palat kar Pushpa ka chehra dekha—masoomiyat bhara, sakoon mein soya hua.
Srivalli ke aankhon se ek aansu tapka…
“Main buri aurat hoon kya? Ya sirf ek aurat… jo do alag jazbaat mein phasi hai?”
Usne chaadar aur tight ki, aur aankhen band karke apne guilt ko dabane ki koshish ki…
Par uske dil ke kone mein ek dar tha—
"Agar Pushpa ko kabhi sach pata chal gaya toh…?"

[Joker44]

Main thoda confused hoon Srivalli ki story ko lekar. Pehle mujhe laga tha ki Srivalli ko Jolly use karega, fir dheere dheere kuch powerful logon ke saath bhi share kiya jayega. Pushpa ko shuru mein kuch pata nahi chalega, lekin jab usse sach ka pata chalega to gussa mein kisi ko maar dega. Lekin phir usse realise hoga ki kuch bade players Srivalli ke body ke fan hain, aur paison ke liye woh khud Srivalli ko table par dusron ke saath share karega...

Ab mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki mujhe yeh plot rakhna chahiye ya kuch aur karna chahiye. Koi suggestion ho to help karo na.

[Joker44]

Pushpa aangan mein kursi daal ke aaraam se baitha tha, dopahar ki dhoop ke neeche.
Tabhi gaadi ki awaaz aayi – Jolly apni chaudi chaal aur shehzadon wali akad ke saath andar aaya.
Pushpa khada hua, muskuraya, "Aaja bhai, kaise yaad kiya?"
Jolly ke chehre pe ek chip-chipa sa smile tha, lekin uski aankhon mein kuch aur hi tha. Jab uski nazar Srivalli pe padi – jo andar se aayi thi – ek alag hi bhookh chamak uthi uske chehre pe.
Srivalli ke haath mein do cup chai ke the. Woh seedha Jolly ke paas aayi, uski aankhon ko mehsoos karti hui – bechain si. Pushpa toh apne baaton mein busy tha, usne kuch nahi dekha.
Srivalli ne Jolly ko chai pakdaayi. Jaise hi haath aage badha, Jolly ka angutha uski ungliyon ko chhoo gaya – jaise jaane anjaane mein. Srivalli ka chehra thoda kas gaya, aankhon mein nafrat aur asahaj si ghabrahat thi, lekin usne apne aapko sambhal liya.
"Thank you, Srivalli ji," Jolly ne aankhon mein ek lazy flirtation ke saath kaha, jaise shabdon se zyada uski nazar usse chaat rahi ho.
Srivalli ne bas sir hilaaya, aankhen jhukaayi, aur palat gayi – par Jolly ki aankhon ka wazan ab bhi uske peeche chipka hua tha.
Jolly halki awaaz mein bola, jaise Pushpa ko na sunaye de:
"Bahut hi khaas hai tumhari Srivalli... Pushpa bhai."
Pushpa hans ke bola, "Haan, meri duniya hai woh."
Srivalli ne andar jaake chhup se aankh uthakar dekha – Jolly abhi bhi use aankhon se utarta nahi tha. Uska mann kar raha tha ki woh cheekh kar kahe nikal ja yahan se! Lekin apni maryada mein chup thi, sirf aankhon mein teekhi narazgi ke saath sab kuch seh rahi thi.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek zidd bhara smirk tha. Jaise woh apne mann mein kuch decide kar raha ho.




Pushpa aangan ke kone mein table se kuch papers lene ke liye uth gaya.
Jolly aur Srivalli bas ek chhat ke neeche akelay reh gaye.
Srivalli ka mann ghutan se bhar gaya tha jaise hi woh samjhi ki ab Jolly ki nazar seedha uspar hai – usi purani gandi bhookh ke saath.
Woh apni saari ko thoda sambhalte hue andar gayi aur ek glass mein paani lekar aayi.
Jaise hi usne paani ka glass Jolly ko diya, Jolly ne uska haath zaroorat se zyada der tak pakad liya... Uske haathon ka garmpan Srivalli ke seedha kaleje mein utar gaya.
Woh haath chhuda ke palatne hi waali thi, tabhi Jolly ne apna jhukkar, uske kaan ke paas apna munh laate hue dheere se fufkara:
"Paani dene aayi ya wohi pyaas bujhane ke liye jo kuch din pehle meri mansion mein jagi thi...?"
Srivalli ka badan jakad gaya. Uske kaan lal ho gaye. Woh seedha khinch ke door jaane wali thi, lekin Jolly ki agle shabd ne use aur thoda tod diya:
"Chi! Aisi gandi baat mat karo!" Srivalli ne hichak kar, aankhen neeche karte hue kaha.
Jolly bas haans diya – ek thanda, besharam sa hansna – aur phir seedha uski aankhon mein dekhte hue bola:
"Gandi baat? Arre bacchi, kuch din pehle jab meri car mein tune khud apne pair mere kamar ke dono taraf lapet liye the, jab maine tujhe raat bhar apni mansion mein nachaya tha... usme kya pavitrata thi, bata zara?"
Srivalli ka chehra sharam aur gusse se tamtamane laga. Uski saari ka pallu uske seene se fisalne laga tha, aur Jolly ki bhookhi nazar har jhilmilti line pe, uski kamar ke deep curve, uske blouse ke tight fitting pe, uski sari ke neeche se dikhti naveli kamar aur ubharta hua cleavage tak, sab kuch choom rahi thi aankhon se.
Jolly ka halat aur bigadne laga.
Uska nara saans phool gaya tha.
Halka sa panting karte hue, aankhon se uska bang karta jaise dekh raha tha.
Srivalli ne jaldi se apna pallu theek kiya, aankhen phir bhi jhuki hui thi, aur woh peeche hatne lagi jaise uski zameen khisak rahi ho.
Jolly ne glass table pe rakha, uska angutha ab tak uske haath ki yaad mein halka sa hil raha tha.
"Paani se kuch nahi hoga, Srivalli," woh dheere se bola,
"Pyaas to tab bujhti hai jab tu khud apni marzi se muh kholta hai..."
Srivalli ka mann hua woh cheekh maar ke bhaag jaaye, par Pushpa ke kadmon ki aahat aayi, toh woh chup se palat ke ander chale gayi – aankhon mein aansuon ka dariya rok ke.
Jolly ne phir ek lambi, besharam nazar uske jhoolte hue pichwade par daali, aur ek thandi seeti maar ke apne chehre pe mask jaisa shareef smile chipka liya jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Pushpa laut ke aaya, file le kar.
"Chal bhai, sign karte hain," Pushpa bola.
Aur Jolly usi besharmi se, jaise kuch paap kiya ho aur maza le raha ho, aaram se Pushpa ke saath business ki baatein karne laga...





Pushpa aur Jolly abhi file par baatein kar hi rahe the ki tabhi —
BHAADOOOMMMMM!!!
Ek zabardast dhamake ki awaaz aayi. Dharti kaanp uthi jaise koi bada pahad toot pada ho.
Mansion ke bahar se dhuaan aur aag ki laalten uthi — do gaadiyaan, Pushpa ke logon ki, ek saath blast ho gayi thi!
Pushpa ka munh ek pal mein safed pad gaya.
Jolly ka bhi rang udd gaya, aankhen phaad ke woh dekhta reh gaya.
"Kya bakwaas ho gaya yeh?!" Pushpa cheekh pada, turant apne seene ki jeb se gun nikalte hue.
Bahar dekha — Pushpa ke aadmi jo security mein the, kuch zameen par padhe the, laash ban chuke the, aur kuch zakhmi hokar chilla rahe the.
Pura mahal gunguna utha tha – log bhaag rahe the, hawaa mein sirf dhuaan, khoon aur cheekhon ki badboo thi.
Srivalli dar ke maare daudti hui andar aayi. Uska chehra safed, aankhon mein sirf dar.
Pushpa turant uske paas bhaaga, use dono kandhon se pakad ke jhatka diya:
"Srivalli! Jaldi andar jao! Bahar maut mach rahi hai!"
Srivalli tharthar kaanp rahi thi. Uski saari ka pallu phisal raha tha, lekin Pushpa ne ek second bhi nahi socha – bas zor se use andar dhakelte hue kaha:
"Lock lagana! Jab tak main nahi bulau, bahar mat nikalna!"
Srivalli aankhon mein aansu bhar ke haan mein sir hilaati hui andar bhagi.
Darwaza band karte waqt ek pal ke liye usne mudkar dekha – Pushpa chhilti aankhon ke saath apni gun le kar bahar ki taraf daud chuka tha.
Jolly abhi bhi wahan tha, thoda hila hua.
Pushpa ne uski taraf dekha aur cheekha:
"Jolly! Idhar aa! Saala kisi ne hamla kiya hai! Yeh personal nahi lagta... yeh koi bada dushman ka kaam hai!"
Jolly ne apna mobile nikal ke kisi ko call karne ki koshish ki, lekin network dead tha – hawa mein barood ka asar tha.
Pushpa ke dimaag mein ghanti baj rahi thi —
Kaun tha jo uski territory mein itna bada dhamaka kar gaya?
Kya Srivalli ko bhi nishana banane ki planning thi?
Ya Jolly ke against koi bada khel ho raha tha?
Dharti abhi bhi thodi thodi kaanp rahi thi.
Dhuaan ghana hota ja raha tha.
Cheekhon aur goliyon ki awazein door se sunayi de rahi thi...
Pushpa ne apni aankhon mein ek alag hi kasam bhar li —
"Agar Srivalli ko kuch hua... to main iss duniya ko ulti kar dunga!"




Pushpa aur uske aadmi ab ghar ke bahar blast ke aaspaas khoon aur dhuaan ke beech saboot dhoondh rahe the.
Kisi ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki itna bada dhamaka kisne kiya... aur kaise security ko itni aasaani se tod diya gaya.
Jolly bhi Pushpa ke saath bahar tha, dono ke dimaag ghoom rahe the.
Tabhi...
Mansion ke pichhle hisse mein — jahan andhera aur jungle sa tha — wahan se kuch parchhayiyaan chupke chupke ghus rahi thi.
Ek bada aadmi, pura black kapdon mein lapeta hua, apne saath teen aur aadmiyon ko lekar aaya.
Unke chehre pe kaali patti bandhi hui thi.
Srivalli, jo andar kamre mein apna aap sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thi, maa ke saath, tabhi ek khidki se zor ka dhaakka hua — aur pehle ke blast ki tarah ek aur chhota dhamaka hua, seedha ghar ke piche!
Dhadddd!
Srivalli cheekh nahi pai — ek aadmi ne turant uska munh daba diya, dusre ne uski maa ko pakad liya.
"Chup! Hila to goli maar denge!" ek aadmi ghur raha tha.
Srivalli ki aankhon mein dar ka dariya bhar gaya.
Uski maa bhi kamp rahi thi.
Do aadmi Srivalli ko dono haathon se pakad ke kheenchte hue ghar ke peeche le jaane lage.
Uska pallu zameen pe ghisak raha tha. Pair mitti mein ragar rahe the.
Srivalli ne jitna ho saka chhuttne ki koshish ki, lekin aadmiyon ka pakad pathar jaisa tha.
Ek aadmi ne to Srivalli ke munh pe kapda lapet diya, taaki woh cheekh bhi na paaye.
Uski maa ko bhi dhakka dete hue le ja rahe the.
Peeche jungle ke raste ek kaali Scorpio gadi tayyar thi — engine chal raha tha, ready to escape.
Tab tak Pushpa ko kuch pata bhi nahi chala.
Woh to abhi bhi blast site ke paas clues dhoondh raha tha, aur apne mardon ko theek karne mein busy tha.

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Thodi doori par... Srivalli apne aansuon ke beech, aankhon se Pushpa ko dekhti rahi, jaise chup chaap madad ke liye pukarti ho.
Par uski awaaz daba di gayi thi.
Gadi zor se bhadbhadaayi... aur Srivalli aur uski maa ko uda ke le gayi.
Jab Pushpa wapas mansion ke andar aaya —
Darwaza toota hua tha.
Andar khamoshi thi.
Aur Srivalli... gayab thi.
Pushpa ki aankhon mein ek pal mein khoon utar aaya.
"Srivalliiiiiiiiiii!" woh cheekha, poore ghar ko hila ke rakh diya.
Par jawab sirf ek thanda, sunsaan sannata tha...

Pushpa mansion ke hall mein khada tha —
aankhon mein khoon, chaal mein aag.
Srivalli aur uski maa — dono gayab the.
Darwaza ka toota hua frame hawa mein hil raha tha.
Zameen pe Srivalli ka ek chhota sa dupatta pada tha... mitti aur khoon ke daag se bhara.
Pushpa ne woh dupatta uthaya, haathon mein kas ke pakad liya.
Uska poora sharir kaanp raha tha —
na gusse se, na dard se...
badle ki bhukh se.
Aankhon mein aag thi — aisi aag jo pura sheher jala ke rakh de.
"KISNE KIYA YEH?! KISNE?!?"
Pushpa ka cheekhna ghar ke chhath tak goonj utha.
Saare aadmi — jo bache the — sar jhukaye khade the, darr ke maare hil bhi nahi pa rahe the.
Jolly, thoda door pe khada tha, chehra serious.
Usne dheere se Pushpa ke paas aake haath uske kandhe pe rakhne ki koshish ki.
"Pushpa bhai... sambhalo apne aap ko..." Jolly bola, thandi awaaz mein, jaise aag pe paani daalna chahta ho.
Pushpa ne ek jhatke se apna kandha chhuda diya, aankhon mein zeher bhar ke Jolly ko dekha.
"Kaise sambhalun bey?!
Meri Srivalli... meri maa jaise aurat...
kisi harami ke haath mein hai ab!
Aur main yahan khaada sirf hawa kha raha hoon!!"
Pushpa ne gusse mein samne ka table ek hi laat mein tod diya —
lakdi ke tukde hawaa mein udd gaye.
Phir usne apna revolver nikala, hawa mein ghoomaya aur zor se ek goli chhod di —
DHAAAD!
Ghar ke deewar pe goli chhaap ban gayi.
Saare log hil ke peeche hat gaye.
Pushpa ka saans bhari hui thi — jaise sher ka gussa kaabu ke bahar ho.
Aankhon se paani aur khoon dono ek saath tapak rahe the.
Jolly ne ek kadam aage badhke phir kaha:
"Pushpa bhai... hum milke dhoondhenge Srivalli ko.
Main tere saath hoon.
Jisne bhi kiya hai... zinda nahi bachega."
Pushpa ka chehra patthar ka ho gaya tha.
Usne Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha — gehra, bhayanak, aur andhera nazar se.
"Nahi Jolly...
Is baar... jo bhi raaste mein aayega... chahe dushman ho ya dost...
Mujhe farak nahi padta.
Srivalli ko chhudaane ke liye... main saari duniya ki chhati cheer ke rakh dunga."
Aur phir Pushpa ne apni kamar se bandook nikaali, uske barrel ko check kiya, aur aankhon mein maut ka iraada lekar bahar nikal gaya —
poore sheher ko thokar maarke, Srivalli ko wapas laane ke liye.
Jolly peechhe khada tha — thoda pareshan, thoda nervas —
kyunki use pata tha...
ab Pushpa full pagalpan mode mein ja chuka tha.



Pushpa mansion ke aangan mein ghoom raha tha jaise ek bandhan se chhuta hua sher.
Aankhon mein sirf aag thi, dimaag mein sirf ek hi soch — Srivalli aur maa ko wapas lana hai. Kisi bhi haalat mein.
Tabhi uska ek aadmi, kapde phate hue, khoon se bhara hua bhaagte bhaagte aaya:
"Pushpa bhai! Hamne dekha! Do alag group the!
Ek Srivalli bhabhi ko leke jungle ke raste bhaga...
Aur doosra Amma ji ko opposite side highway pe le gaya!"
Pushpa ke pair ek pal ke liye jameen mein gadh gaye.
Dono sabse important log uske zindagi ke — alag alag raste, alag alag danger mein.
Uska dimaag ghuma — gusse mein usne ek lat maar ke bagal ka ek patthar ka tukda chur-chur kar diya.
"BC!! Saale do tukde kar diye meri duniya ke!!!"
Pushpa cheekha, aankhon mein veer ras ka toofan.
Jolly ne turant aake uska kandha pakda —
Serious, sincere nazar se, ek bhai ki tarah aankhon mein vishwas bhar ke bola:
"Pushpa bhai... sun.
Tu apni maa ke peeche ja.
Main Srivalli ko dhoondhne nikalta hoon.
Apni jaan de dunga, par Srivalli ko kuch nahi hone dunga, yeh vachan hai mera."
Pushpa ne kuch seconds tak uski aankhon mein ghur ke dekha —
Jaise jaanch raha ho ki vishwas kare ya nahi.
Par Jolly ka chehra saaf tha.
Ek bhai ka wada.
Ek dost ka kasam.
Pushpa ne apni gun ka muzzle Jolly ke seene se lagate hue, uski aankhon mein aansu aur aag dono ke saath kaha:
"Srivalli meri saans hai, bey...
Usey ek aanch bhi aayi na... to main duniya ka antim sanskar kar dunga.
Take care of her... aur jisne bhi uske saath bura sapna bhi dekha ho...
unke tukde-tukde kar dena, samjha?"
Jolly ne bandook ke upar apna haath rakh ke bola:
"Kasam meri maa ki Pushpa bhai, Srivalli bhabhi ek scratch ke bina lautegi."
Pushpa ne uska kandha thapthapaya, ek pal ke liye uske aankhon mein bhai jaisa dard tha.
Phir dono alag-alag directions mein bhaag gaye —
Pushpa apni maa ke liye...
Jolly Srivalli ke liye.
Hawa mein sirf gun ki garmi thi, khoon ki boo thi, aur ek badla ki jang ki gungunahat thi.

Jolly aur uske aadmi purane jungle ke raste se guzarte hue ek purane, toote-phoote bungalow ke paas ruke.
Hawa mein garmi aur mitti ki smell thi.
Network dead tha.
Sirf pedon ki sir-sirati awaaz aur door kahin se kutte ke bhaunkte ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Bungalow ke aaspaas dus-se-zaada aadmi AK-47 aur desi bandook lekar guard kar rahe the.
Sabke chehre pe tanaav tha, jaise kisi bahut bade maal ki suraksha kar rahe ho.
Jolly ne apne Ray-Ban glasses utare, apna shirt ka collar theek kiya, aur seedha aage badh gaya — bina dare.
Jaise hi woh andar gaya, sab aadmiyon ne guns utha ke Jolly pe point kar diya —
barood aur maut ki hawa bhar gayi thi.
Par jab sabne dhyan se dekha... ki aane wala Jolly hai...
to sabne turant apni guns neeche kar di aur respect se sar jhuka diya.
Unmein se ek, jo lagta tha sabka boss tha — moti gold chain aur bada paunch — aage aaya aur bola:
"Jolly bhai... sab theek hai. Aapka intezaar tha."
Jolly ne halka sa smile diya — ek thanda, besharam sa smirk.
"Woh kahan hai?" Jolly ne seedha poocha.
Boss ne ek ungli se bungalow ke dusre side ke kamre ki taraf ishara kiya:
"Andar hai. Room mein band hai.
Behosh thi jab laaye the.
Aankhen abhi bhi band hai... pura control mein hai."
Jolly ke chehre pe ek aur gehri muskaan aayi — jaise koi shikaar apne jaal mein band dekh ke khush ho.
Usne apne aadmiyon ko dekha, aur fir sabko bula kar zor se bola:
"Aaj ki party meri taraf se!
Aaj raat... hum sab zindagi ka maza lenge!
Khaana, daaru, aur jo humara khaas guest hai... sab kuch arrange hoga!"
Saare log hans diye — ek darawani, gandi hansi jo hawa mein goonj uthi.
Bungalow ke andar se door ke peeche... ek chhoti si awaaz suni gayi — jaise koi apne hosh mein aane ki koshish kar raha ho...
Woh Srivalli thi.
Aankhon pe patti bandhi thi, haath bandhe hue the...
aur woh dheere se hilne lagi thi, jaise apne hone ka ehsaas dhoondh rahi ho.
Uske chehre pe dard aur dar ka ek paleet sa saya tha.
Par usse kuch dikhai nahi de raha tha.
Aur baahar Jolly apni jeet ka celebration plan kar raha tha.





Srivalli andhere kamre ke kone mein bethi thi —
haath bandhe hue, aankhon pe kaali patti bandhi thi,
aur har pal uske dil ka dhadakna aur tez ho raha tha.
Tabhi —
Bahar se achanak goliyon ki baarish sunayi di.
Tada-tad-tad-tad!!
Bandookon ki cheekh, aadmiyon ki cheekh-pukaar, aur bhoomi kampan jaise mahaul mein goonj utha tha.
Srivalli ka poora sharir thartharane laga.
Uski aankhon se aansu tapak rahe the.
Munh band tha, par mann mein prarthana kar rahi thi:
"Bhagwan... Pushpa... mujhe bacha lena... mujhe bacha lena..."
Tabhi ek zor ka thud hua — jaise darwaza tod diya gaya ho.
Srivalli ka dil ek pal ke liye band ho gaya.
Fir —
kisi ne uski aankhon pe bandhi patti ko dheere se khola.
Pehla chehra jo dikhayi diya... woh tha — Jolly ka.
Jolly ke baayein haath mein ek gahra goli ka ghaav tha — khoon beh raha tha, uska white shirt laal pad gaya tha.
Kuch blood ke chhente uske gaalon tak aa gaye the.
Par uske chehre pe dard ka koi asar nahi tha.
Woh muskuraya... woh muskurahat jo Srivalli ko aur zyada dara gayi.
Jolly ke chehre pe tha — jeet, paagalpan, aur kuch aur bhi... ek bhookh.
Jolly ke aankhon se Srivalli ko scan karta gaya —
aur jo dekha, usne uske andar ke darinde ko aur bhadka diya.
Srivalli ki saari puri tarah bikhar gayi thi.
Pallu dhang se nahi tha — blouse ke andar se cleavage ka ubar bahar aa raha tha.
Uski kamar ka pura curve dikh raha tha, saree ka paanch chhutta hua, seene ke neeche se kapda chipak gaya tha pasine se.
Uske bal bikre hue the — gale aur mathe pe chipak rahe the, jaise kisi ne abhi abhi pakad ke khicha ho.
Aankhon ke aas paas laal-pan tha, aansu aur dar se.
Paseene se uska pura sharir chamak raha tha, kapde uske upar chipke hue the —
aur Jolly ke liye woh ek aisi chhavi thi —
ek masoom aurat, toot chuki, lachar, aur bas pakad mein aane waali.
Jolly ne dheere se apne zakhmi haath ko Srivalli ke gaal ke paas laaya —
uska blood Srivalli ke gaal pe lag gaya, ek laal si lakeer ban gayi.
Srivalli ne aankhen band kar li, dar se kaanp rahi thi.
Jolly uske paas jhuk ke dheere se fufkara:
"Kya haal banaya hai tera, Srivalli...
par sach kahun...
aisi bikri hui...
aur bhi zyada khoobsoorat lag rahi hai tu..."
Uski nazar Srivalli ke seene se kamar tak phisli —
uske curves, uske paseene mein bheege kapde ke neeche se ubharte ang, sab kuch jaise aankhon se choom raha tha.
Srivalli apne aapko chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, haath jod ke, par bandhe hue haathon ke wajah se kuch kar nahi paayi.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek twisted, besharam si smile thi.
Woh uske aur paas aaya...
Srivalli ki saans tez ho gayi...
kamra mein hawa bhaari ho gayi thi.
Aur us waqt...
door kahin se ek aur zor ka dhamaka sunayi diya...


Jolly Srivalli ke bilkul paas tha —
uski aankhon mein dard aur bechaini bhari thi.
Tabhi —
pichhle darwaze se ek aadmi chhupte hue Jolly ki taraf bhaaga, revolver uthaye.
Srivalli ke mooh se ek halki si cheekh nikal gayi —
par usse pehle ki kuch ho,
DHAAD!
Ek zor ka gunshot —
aur woh aadmi, sir pe goli lagte hi, seedha zameen pe dhaad gaya.
Khoon ka ek chhota sa talab ban gaya uske neeche.
Srivalli ka dil moonh ko aaya.
Uski aankhen phat gayi.
Woh thartharane lagi, dekhkar kaise maut kitni aasani se uske saamne hui.
Jolly ne apna gun neeche kiya,
Srivalli ki aankhon mein dekha —
aur aage badhkar uske haathon ki handcuff ka taala tod diya.
"Pushpa bhai ne bheja mujhe.
Tumhe bachane ke liye."
Jolly ki awaaz mein ek thanda sa confidence tha, jaise kuch bura usne kiya hi nahi ho.
Srivalli, jo ab tak sirf dar aur vishwas ke beech uljhi thi,
use dekhti rahi — aankhon mein doubt tha.
Par jab usne dekha ki Jolly ne apna bandook side mein daal diya,
aur piche hat gaya — bina zabardasti kare —
tab Srivalli ke dil mein ek halka sa bharosa jag gaya.
Usne dheere se apne haath aage badhaye,
aur khud ko sambhalte hue khadi hone ki koshish ki.
Lekin...
uske pairon mein jaan nahi thi.
Saari energy jaise usey chhod ke bhaag gayi thi.
Jolly ne turant aage badhkar usse sambhala —
dono haathon se uski kamar ko pakad liya,
aur use apni chaati se lagaa liya.
Srivalli, na chaahte hue bhi,
apne haathon se Jolly ke gale ko pakad liya —
apna pura wazan us par daal diya.
Uska kapta hua badan, Jolly ki chest ke against chipka tha.
Srivalli ki aankhen band thi —
mann mein sirf ek hi naam guunj raha tha:
"Pushpa... Pushpa... mujhe bacha lo..."
Par jab aankh khuli...
to Pushpa nahi...
Jolly tha.
Wahi Jolly jisse dekhte hi use hamesha ajeeb si ghin aati thi.
Par aaj...
jab uski jaan hawa mein latak rahi thi...
to woh Jolly ki godh mein thi.
Kuch ajeeb tha...
kuch ulta, kuch galat...
ek ajeeb si feeling Srivalli ke dil mein ghus rahi thi —
darr, vishwas, aur majboori ka ek ajeeb sa mel.
Jolly ne uski kamar thodi tight pakad ke usse dheere se bola:
"Don't worry Srivalli...
ab main hoon.
Tumhara kuch nahi hone dunga."
Srivalli ne apna sir uske shoulder pe tikaya,
saans ghiri hui thi, aankhon mein aansu bhare hue the...
aur dil mein ek soch —
"Pushpa... jaldi aana..."
Par abhi ke liye...
woh bas Jolly ke bandhan mein thi —
majboor, thaki hui, aur adhoori.






Jolly ne Srivalli ko sambhalte hue
bungalow ke dusre floor ke ek purane balcony tak le gaya.
Wahan se pura jungle ka rasta dikh raha tha —
aur neeche...
dead bodies bikhri hui thi.
Kuch aadmi apne khoon mein latpat the,
kuch aadhe zinda, aadhe mare hue...
hawaa mein gunpowder aur khoon ki milti-julti boo thi.
Srivalli ka badan thoda tharthara gaya.
Usne Jolly ka kandha aur zor se pakad liya,
apni aankhon se woh horrifying nazara dekhkar hil gayi.
"Yeh... yeh sab kya hua, Jolly bhai?"
Srivalli ki awaaz kanpti hui, halki si thi.
Jolly ne balcony ke railings pe haath rakha,
aur thandi awaaz mein bola:
"Tumhe aur Pushpa bhai ki maa ko rival gang ne kidnap kar liya tha.
Pushpa bhai apni maa ko bachane nikal gaye...
aur main... main tumhare liye aaya, Srivalli."
Srivalli ek pal ke liye frozen si ho gayi.
Uska gala sukh gaya.
Usne aankhon mein aansu bhar ke socha:
"Pushpa... mera Pushpa...
woh mujhe chhod ke chala gaya maa ko bachane...
aur main... yahan akeli, lachar..."
Dard uske seene mein jaise chhuri ki tarah ghus gaya.
Pushpa se kuch alag si ummeed thi usko —
ki sabse pehle woh aaye, apne haathon se uthaye, apne seene se lagaye.
Par aaya kaun?
Jolly.
Wohi Jolly —
jiski aankhon mein kabhi sheher si hawas dekhi thi.
Par aaj... woh Jolly...
uske liye khoon baha ke khada tha.
Uske liye zakhmi hua tha.
Srivalli ke dil mein ek ajeeb si hulchul mach gayi.
Woh Jolly ko aankhon mein dekhte rahi —
uske blood-stained shirt, zakhmi haath,
aur uski aankhon mein woh garam si mamta jaisi nazar.
Srivalli ne mehsoos kiya —
ek ajeeb si taqat,
ek ajeeb si khichav...
jo use Jolly ke aur kareeb le ja rahi thi.
Uska dil dhak-dhak kar raha tha.
Aankhon se aansu girte hue,
woh Jolly ke itne kareeb aa gayi thi ki dono ke saanse ek ho rahi thi.
Pura environment —
thandi hawa, dead bodies, khoon, maut ka dar —
sab kuch dhoondhla gaya us pal ke liye.
Sirf Srivalli aur Jolly reh gaye.
Srivalli ki aankhon mein dard tha,
par dard ke neeche ek chhupi hui bhook thi —
ek sahara ki, ek apnapan ki.
Jolly ne use sambhalte hue dheere se bola:
"Tum ab safe ho, Srivalli...
main hoon yahan..."
Srivalli ne aankhon mein aansuon ke beech,
apna sir Jolly ke seene se laga diya.
Dil se ek dard bhara saas nikla...
aur pehli baar...
usne Pushpa ko nahi...
Jolly ko apne dil ke kareeb mehsoos kiya.


Jolly balcony se Srivalli ko sambhalte hue niche wapas aaya.
Usne apne ek aadmi ko bulaya —
ek purana, bada sa satellite phone us aadmi ne apne bag se nikala.

Network dead tha jungle mein,
par satellite phone ka signal mil gaya tha.

Jolly ne apne khoon lage haath se number dial kiya —
Pushpa ka.

Beeps aaye...
aur phir call connect hua.

Dusri taraf Pushpa ki saans phooli hui thi, jaise woh abhi bhi bhaag raha ho, goli chala raha ho.

"Pushpa bhai! Srivalli safe hai! Hamne usse dhoond liya!"
Jolly zor se bola, taaki goliyon ki awaaz ke beech sunai de.

Pushpa ki awaaz mein turant ek badlaav aaya —
relief, jeevan, aur thodi si thakavat.

"Meri maa safe hai? Srivalli theek hai?" Pushpa poocha, saans phoolti hui.

"Haan bhai! Maa ji ko bhi humare logon ne secure kar liya. Tum araam se aage chase karo — rival ka boss abhi zinda hai!"
Jolly ne zaroorat se zyada confident tone mein kaha.

Pushpa ka gussa aur tension kuch halka hua.
Usne phone pe zor se bola:

"Srivalli ko mere ghar le jao! Use kuch nahi hona chahiye! Samjhe Jolly?! Kuch bhi nahi!"

"Bilkul, bhai. Meri jaan bhi chali jaaye, par Srivalli ko kuch nahi hoga."
Jolly ke chehre pe ek halka sa twisted smile tha, jo koi dekh nahi paaya.

Phir Jolly ne satellite phone Srivalli ke haath mein diya.

Srivalli ka haath kaanp raha tha.
Pehle woh daree...
phir usne phone pakda —
aur uski aankhon se aansu beh gaye.

Phone ke doosre side se Pushpa ki awaaz aayi —
ghamandi nahi, naakad nahi —
bilkul ek paagal aadmi ki tarah jo apne pyaar ki zindagi ke liye lad raha tha.

"Srivalli... Srivalli! Sun rahi ho na?! Main aa raha hoon! Darna mat! Main aa raha hoon tere paas!"

Srivalli apni thartharati awaaz mein boli:

"Pushpa... main theek hoon..."
Aankhon se aansu girte hue.
"Jolly bhai... mujhe bacha ke laaye hain..."

Pushpa ki awaaz bhari hui thi:

"Mujhe maaf kar de, Srivalli... mujhe maa ko bachaana pada... tu meri jaan hai... kuch bhi ho jaye, main tujhe lene aaunga!"

Srivalli ne aankh band kar ke, phone apne seene se laga liya,
jaise usme Pushpa ki aatma ho.

Par jab usne aankh kholi...
to saamne Jolly tha —
uski aankhon mein wohi protective, dangerous nazar.
Aur Srivalli ka dil ek ajeeb sa bhar gaya.

Ek pal ke liye —
woh bhool gayi ki woh kiske saath khadi hai.
Ek pal ke liye —
woh Jolly ke saath khud ko secure mehsoos kar rahi thi.

Ek aisi feeling —
jo kabhi nahi honi chahiye thi.


Achaanak badal phat gaye.
Bijli chamki, zor ki barish shuru ho gayi.
Jungle ki hawa ek pal mein thandi aur tez ho gayi,
aur baarish ke boondon ne har cheez ko bheeg diya.
Jolly aur uske aadmi jaldi se Srivalli ko lekar wapas bungalow ke andar aa gaye.
Satellite phone pe message aaya —
bade nadi ke raste pe bhaari baadh aayi thi,
aur ab road kal subah tak band rahega.
Abhi nikalna... maut ke mooh mein jaane jaisa hota.
Jolly ne turant Pushpa ko call kiya.
Pushpa abhi bhi dusmanon ka peecha kar raha tha.
"Pushpa bhai, suno...
baarish ke wajah se road band ho gaya hai.
Kal subah tak khulne ka chance hai.
Main Srivalli ke saath bungalow mein ruk raha hoon.
Tension mat lena. Safe hai woh."
Pushpa, thoda bechain hokar, bola:
"Theek hai... dekh lena Jolly... Srivalli meri jaan hai.
Usse kuch nahi hona chahiye."
"Meri kasam, bhai."
Jolly ne muskurate hue bola.
Phir phone cut ho gaya.
Baarish aur tez ho gayi thi.
Bijli ki chamak se pura bungalow chamak raha tha.
Jolly ne Srivalli ko ek alag kamre mein le jaakar
purane bed pe bitha diya.
Purana lakdi ka bed tha — thoda purana, thoda sukoon wala.
Usne Srivalli ke gile baal dekhe,
uska bheega hua badan, kapdon ka chipka hua texture —
ek pal ke liye uska dimaag fisal gaya tha.
Par phir usne apna control sambhala.
"Rest karo, Srivalli...
main bahar hoon. Koi dikkat nahi aayegi."
Jolly ne soft tone mein kaha.
Srivalli, ab tak apni thakaan, dar aur confusion ke beech uljhi hui thi,
usne chup-chaap sir hilaya.
Jolly mudkar jaane hi wala tha,
jab Srivalli ki halki si awaaz aayi:
"Thank you, Jolly bhai..."
Jolly ruka.
Aankhon mein halka sa hairani thi.
Srivalli ne aankhen neeche kar ke bola,
murmur jaise:
"Jo kuch bhi hua tha...
jo tumne... jab mujhe blackmail kiya tha...
jab... jab tumne mujhe apne under le liya tha..."
(Uski awaaz kanp rahi thi.)
"Main royi thi...
main dar gayi thi...
par ek pal ke liye...
ek pal ke liye mujhe woh raat...
woh raw taqat... woh junoon...
accha laga tha..."
Srivalli ke gaal lal ho gaye.
Uski aankhon mein sharm aur dard ka ajab sangam tha.
Uske dimaag mein flash hua —
Jolly ka woh kadak badan,
uski kathor, zabardast chaal,
aur woh raw sensation...
jab usne use bina kisi rok-tok ke chhod diya tha apne neeche.
Woh raat —
jab usne apne andar kuch paap bhara,
magar us paap mein ek ajeeb si khushi bhi mehsoos ki thi.
Aaj —
jab Jolly usse sach mein bachane aaya,
jab sabse mushkil waqt mein sirf woh tha,
tab Srivalli ka mann aur bhi ulajh gaya.
Usne apni aankhen band kar li,
aur apna gala saf karte hue bola:
"Aaj... tumne meri izzat bachayi...
Main... main tumhari ahsaanmand hoon."
Jolly bas chup raha.
Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si smirk thi —
na jeet ki, na haar ki —
sirf ek possessive haq jaisa.
Usne dheere se Srivalli ke bheege hue baalon ko dekha,
jo uske gaalon se chipak gaye the,
aur kapdon ke neeche se uske curves ka anarth ubhar raha tha.
Par is baar...
Jolly ne kuch nahi kiya.
Bas ek lambi nazar se Srivalli ko dekha,
aur fir palat gaya —
bahar jaakar guard ke sath deewar ke paas khada hone.
Srivalli bed pe akeli padhi thi —
andar ek ajeeb si garmi,
ek ajeeb sa dard,
aur ek ajeeb si sukoon ka mila-jula toofan tha.
Baarish ki boonden purane bungalow ki chhath pe baj rahi thi...
aur Srivalli apni aankhon se chhat ko dekhte hue
sirf ek hi naam soch rahi thi:
"Pushpa..."
Aur saath hi...
dil ke kisi kone mein ek naya naam bhi daba daba sa goonj raha tha:
"Jolly..."

Baarish ab thodi dheemi pad gayi thi.
Jolly building ke bahar aaya,
apne aadmiyon ke dead bodies ke beech khada hua tha —
unka khoon zameen pe gaddhe banake bahta ja raha tha.
Par Jolly ke chehre pe koi afsos nahi tha.
Uski aankhon mein sirf ek cheez thi —
jeet.
Usne apne gile kapde sambhalte hue,
apne zakhmi haath se ek cigarette nikaali,
aur ek gehra kash liya.
Sab kuch uski planning ka hissa tha.
Ye "rival gang" jo Srivalli aur Pushpa ki maa ko kidnap karne aayi thi —
ye sab uske apne aadmi the.
Usne khud plan banaya tha —
Srivalli ko darana, todna,
aur apne aashray mein lana.
Sab kuch ek perfect natak tha —
Jabardasti ka hero banna.
Srivalli ke dil mein Pushpa ke liye shaque ka beej boya,
aur apne liye ek naya "farishta" ka chehra tayaar kiya.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek twisted smile thi.
Halki si khushi aur ganda sa sukoon.
"Srivalli..."
woh dheere se apne aap se bola,
"ab tu mere jaal mein aa chuki hai."
Uska dimaag flash kar gaya —
Srivalli ki bikhri saari,
bheega hua badan,
uske kaanpte haath jab usne gale mein daal ke usey pakda tha,
aur jab uski aankhon mein pehli baar —
darr ke saath ek chhupa hua vishwas chamka tha.
Jolly jaanta tha —
ab sirf thoda aur waqt chahiye.
Sirf thoda aur emotional dhakka,
aur Srivalli apne aap uski ban jaayegi.
Phir woh jo chahega,
jab chahega,
Srivalli uske liye rahegi.
Pushpa?
Jolly ke liye ab woh sirf ek moorkh tha —
jo apne maa ke pyaar mein andha ho kar Srivalli ko apne haath se uske paas chhod gaya.
Jolly ne ek lambi kash liya cigarette ka,
aur apne aap se muskurate hue bola:
"Ab jab tak Pushpa samjhega...
Srivalli meri god mein hogi...
aur main usse har raat...
apni marzi se...
apne tareeke se...
poora mehsoos karunga."
Usne baarish ke boondon mein apna sir upar uthaya —
jaise apne jeet ko salute kar raha ho.
Andar kamre mein Srivalli
bed pe leti, aankhen band kiye,
Pushpa ka intezaar kar rahi thi —
bina jaane ki uske saath sab kuch
ek chhupa hua dushman khel raha tha.
Aur raat ki hawa mein,
ek nayi kahani likhi ja rahi thi —
dhokha, chaah, aur barbaadi ki kahani.



Baarish ab bhi patak patak kar rahi thi.
Bungalow ke purane kamre ke kone mein ek chhoti si mombatti jal rahi thi,
apni halki si roshni mein ek ajeeb sa glow create karti hui —
poora kamra naram naram orange light se bhara hua tha.
Jolly dheere se Srivalli ke kamre mein aaya.
Darwaze ko dheere se band kiya.
Srivalli bed ke kinaare bethi thi.
Ghutan bhari khamoshi thi.
Bahar tufaan tha...
andar ek aur bada tufaan tayar ho raha tha.
Srivalli ne Jolly ki aahat mehsoos ki —
lekin is baar, woh palat kar gusse se nahi dekhi.
Is baar...
uski aankhon mein kuch aur tha.
Koi narmi...
koi kabooliyat...
aur ek chhupa hua sharmila sa invitation.
Kamre ki thandi hawa mein Srivalli ka badan garam lag raha tha.
Uski saari ab bhi bikri hui thi —
pallu dheela, blouse ke upar se ubharte huye curves,
aur bechain sa seene ka uthna-baithna —
jo candle light mein aur bhi jaanleva lag raha tha.
Uske gile, bikre hue baal,
gale aur kandhe pe chipak rahe the,
aur pasine ke halki chamak se uska rang ek alag si chamak raha tha.
Jolly ka gala sukh gaya.
Uski aankhon mein ek pagalpan ki chamak aa gayi.
Woh Srivalli ke seene, uski kamar, uske ubharte hue curves ko aankhon se peene laga.
Uska har ang, har thoda sa dikhta hissa jaise use aur zyada kheench raha tha.
Srivalli ne sab mehsoos kiya.
Uska ghurti nazar ko, uska halke halke tez hota saans ko...
aur fir Srivalli ne kuch kiya jo Jolly ko aur pagal kar gaya.
Woh muskurayi.
Ek chhupi hui, halki si mischievous smile.
Jaise kehti ho:
"Main jaanti hoon tum kya dekh rahe ho...
aur mujhe fark nahi padta..."
Jolly ne ek kadam aage badhaya,
aur ek pal ke liye dono ke beech sirf ek halki si doori reh gayi.
Srivalli ne aankhen jhukayi,
aur apne daaye haath se apna bikra pallu dheere se theek kiya —
lekin aise, jaise zyada chhupane ke bajaye,
aur zyada khud ko expose kar rahi ho.
Uska neckline aur bhi saaf dikhne laga.
Candle ki roshni mein uska skin chamak raha tha —
soft, inviting, aur laalima se bhara hua.
Jolly ke pair jaise zameen mein gad gaye.
Uski aankhon mein ek hi cheez thi ab —
Srivalli.
Poore roop mein.
Poore jazbaat ke saath.
Aur Srivalli?
Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb sa sharm aur taanaav tha —
jaise woh khud apne emotions se lad rahi ho...
par haar rahi ho...
Dono ke beech hawa mein ek aag lag chuki thi.
Aur us aag mein ab sab kuch pighalne wala tha.

Kamre mein sirf candle ki naram si roshni thi,
baarish ke boondein khidkiyon pe patak rahi thi,
aur dono ke beech — ek bhari hui khamoshi.
Jolly dheere dheere Srivalli ke kareeb aaya.
Uske kadam halke, par irade bhari hue the.
Srivalli uske aane ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Uska saans tez chal raha tha.
Uski aankhen — jisme nafrat ya gussa nahi tha ab —
sirf soft desire tha.
Jolly bed ke paas aaya, uske samne jhuk gaya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daal ke dheere se bola:
"Tum theek ho na, Srivalli?"
Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye aankhen band ki.
Uska mann lad raha tha —
ek taraf Pushpa ki yaad,
dusri taraf Jolly ki zinda, garam si presence.
Usne aankhen khol ke dheere se kaha:
"Agar tum nahi hote...
to main shayad zinda nahi hoti, Jolly bhai..."
Jolly ne uske haath ko pakad liya —
uska chhota, naram haath apne bade, thode se zakhmi haathon mein.
Srivalli ne apna haath nahi chhuda.
Is baar nahi.
Uske dil mein dard tha.
Gussa tha.
Pushpa ka gussa — ki woh Srivalli ke liye nahi aaya.
Sirf maa ke liye gaya.
Aur Srivalli ko kisi aur ke bharose chhod diya.
Aur saamne tha Jolly —
jo khoon baha kar aaya tha.
Jisne use bachaaya tha.
Jo abhi uski aankhon ke saamne, bas uske liye zinda lag raha tha.
Srivalli ki aankhen bhar aayi.
Usne hichak kar, apne haath se Jolly ke gaal ko chhua —
ek halka sa touch, jaise apne savior ko mehsoos kar rahi ho.
Jolly ne uske is touch ko feel kiya —
aur aankhon mein ek thandi si aag chamak gayi.
Srivalli ne dheere se,
kano mein almost fufkar ke kaha:
"Aaj...
jo tumne mere liye kiya hai...
main... main tumhara shukriya ada karna chahti hoon..."
Uski awaaz mein ek halka sa kampan tha,
par uska irada saaf tha.
Srivalli ne dheere se apna pallu hata diya —
apni marzi se, apni raza se.
Candle light mein uska ubharte curves,
bheega hua blouse,
aur chamakta hua gala jaise Jolly ke liye ek sapna ban gaya tha.
Jolly ne uski aankhon mein dekha —
wahan na majboori thi,
na dar tha —
sirf ek chhupi hui pyaas thi.
Srivalli ne apne dono haath uske gardan ke aas paas lapet liye,
aur apni naram, kapti si awaaz mein kaha:
"Tum mere rakshak ho, Jolly...
aaj raat...
main sirf tumhaari hoon..."
Jolly ka control tutne ke kagar par tha.
Par ab Srivalli ki aankhen usse bula rahi thi —
khud se, apne poore jazbaat ke saath.
Dono ke beech ab koi faasla nahi tha.
Srivalli apni marzi se, apni ichha se,
apne saviour ke gale lag gayi thi.
Aur raat bhar,
baarish ke boondon ke beech,
candle ke kamzor prakash mein,
sirf do dil dhadak rahe the —
ek naye paap, ek naye mohabbat ke bandhan mein bandh gaye.

[Joker44]

Candle ki madham roshni mein,
Srivalli Jolly ke saamne bethi thi —
pallu ab bilkul gir chuka tha,
aur uska bheega blouse,
uske tight ubharte hue boobs ko
aur bhi zyada ubharke dikhata tha.
Uska mangalsutra —
bheeg ke uske deep cleavage ke andar ghus gaya tha,
aur har saans ke saath woh chain hil rahi thi,
uske sensual curves ko aur zyada inviting bana rahi thi.
Blouse ke kapde ke neeche se —
nipple ki tips clearly dikh rahi thi,
baarish aur thandi hawa se hard hoke.
Jolly ne uska yeh roop dekha —
aur uski aankhon mein ek wild alpha hunger chamak gayi.
Woh dheere dheere aage badha,
aur Srivalli ke paas jaakar
ek hi jhatke mein uske geele, bikre hue baalon ko
peeche se kaske pakad liya.
Srivalli ek halki si hawaasi si cheekh nikal gayi,
par uske chehre pe koi gussa nahi tha —
sirf ek horny, surrendered expression tha.
Jolly ne uske baalon ko kheench kar
Srivalli ke chehre ko apni taraf uthaaya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daalte hue
apni garam, bhari hui awaaz mein bola:
"Aaj ki raat... jungle mein sirf hum honge, meri jaan.
Wild safari ke liye tayaar rehna..."
Uski saans Srivalli ke gaalon ko jalane lagi thi.
Jungle ki thandi hawa aur kamre ki garam hawa ke beech
ek ajeeb sa passionate tufaan ban gaya tha.
Srivalli ne apni aankhon se
ek bold, inviting nazar se Jolly ko dekha,
aur apne halki si thartharati hothon ko bite karte hue
ek chhupa hua sexy smile diya.
Uski aankhon mein ab sirf ek hi jawab tha —
"Yes..."
bina shabdon ke,
sirf apne horny, surrendered expressions ke saath.
Jolly ne uska chehra apne haath mein pakad ke
aur bhi kareeb kheench liya —
dono ke beech ab sirf ek saans ka faasla tha.
Srivalli ki body fire jaise feel kar rahi thi,
aur Jolly ka control ab tutne ke edge pe tha.
Ye raat, ye jungle,
aur Srivalli ka poora jism —
ab Jolly ke hawas aur pyaar ke naam hone waala tha.



Room mein ab sirf baarish ki halke halke padne ki awaaz thi,
aur candle ki roshni mein do dhadakte hue jism.
Srivalli ki aankhon mein ek khula hua invitation tha —
koi dar nahi,
koi rukawat nahi.
Bas ek masoom sharamila surrender.
Jolly ne apni aankhon mein ek wild possessiveness ke saath
Srivalli ke nazuk gardan ko apne haathon mein pakad liya —
uska soft, garam, slightly sweaty skin
uske thande haath ke contact mein thoda kaanp gaya.
Srivalli ne apni aankhen band kar li,
aur apna gala aur zyada expose kar diya,
jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main sirf tumhaari hoon..."
Jolly ne bina waqt zaya kiye
apne hothon se uski gardan ko lock kar liya —
soft sucking, nibbling,
har kiss ke saath Srivalli ke shareer mein ek halki si compulsion ki lehar daud gayi.
Uske geele, thande bal Srivalli ke kandhon pe chipak rahe the,
aur uska mangalsutra uske cleavage mein hil raha tha,
har saans ke saath zyada gehra jaata hua.
Srivalli ke hothon se ek halki si moan nikli —
ek masoom, halka sa "mmhhh..."
jo kamre ke garam hawa mein ek fire jaise goonj gaya.
Jolly ka ek haath ab uske blouse ke upar se
uske tight boobs ke saath khelne laga —
press karte hue, ghumate hue,
har touch mein apna haq jamate hue.
Srivalli ne aankhen aadhi band kar ke
apni hothon se ek shy, tooti-phooti awaaz mein kaha:
"Jolly... ahh... dheere..."
Par uski awaaz mein rokne ka nahi,
sirf sharam aur pyaas ka rang tha.
Jolly ne is baat pe aur zyada possessive hokar
uske soft pink lips ko capture kar liya.
Pehla kiss —
wild, hungry, raw.
Usne Srivalli ke hothon ko zor se suck kiya,
apni zubaan uske hothon ke andar daal kar
uski zubaan ko apne saath kheench liya.
Srivalli ne apne haath
Jolly ke balo mein ghusa diye,
aur apne saare emotions us kiss mein daal diye.
Kabhi woh halki si "mmphh" ki aawaz nikaalti,
kabhi apni zubaan se fight karti,
kabhi surrender karti,
kabhi sharmati,
kabhi apne hips se Jolly ko apne kareeb kheenchti.
Room mein ab sirf kuch awazein goonj rahi thi —
wet kiss ki chhap-chhap sound,
Srivalli ke halki moans,
aur unke heavy saans.
Jolly ne kiss ke beech mein uski kaan ke lob ko apne daanton se halka se pakda,
aur garam sa fufkara:
"Meri jaan...
aaj tu sirf meri hai...
poori jungle raat ke liye..."
Srivalli ne aankhen bandh karke
apne thartharate hothon se halki si haan bola,
aur apni kamar ko uske against aur jod diya.
Jolly ka doosra haath ab blouse ke andar ghusne ko tayyar tha,
aur Srivalli ka sharir —
uska dil, uska mann —
sab kuch Jolly ke naam hone ko tayyar tha.





Srivalli ab Jolly ke baahon mein poori tarah pighal gayi thi.
Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha,
aur sharir ek ajeeb si agni mein jal raha tha.
Jolly ne, bina Srivalli ki aankhon se nazar hataye,
apne haath ko dheere se
Srivalli ke blouse ke andar ghusa diya.
Uska haath Srivalli ke naram, garam skin ko choo raha tha —
aur Srivalli ka badan kanp gaya,
jaise kisi ne bijli ka taar chhoo diya ho.
Jolly ka haath ab uske tight boobs ke upar tha,
bare skin pe —
aur woh apni fingers se
dheere dheere circular motion mein usse explore kar raha tha.
Srivalli ka saans phool gaya.
Uske mooh se ek aur halki si sexy moan nikli:
"Aahh... Jolly..."
Uski awaaz mein sharam bhi thi,
par ek chhupa hua maza bhi tha.
Woh apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi thi.
Jolly ne is mauke ka pura fayda uthaya —
usne Srivalli ke nipple ke aas paas apne angutha aur ungliyon se
halka halka pressure daala,
aur Srivalli apne hips se halki si hil gayi,
apne aap ko aur paas kheenchti hui.
Uski aankhon mein ab sirf horny, shy surrender tha.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke kaan ke paas fufkarte hue kaha:
"Itna beautiful lag rahi hai tu...
sirf mera hone ke liye bani hai..."
Srivalli ne aankhen band karke,
apni saans control karte hue,
apne haath ko Jolly ke seene par rakha —
aur phir dheere se neeche ki taraf slide kiya.
Uski nazuk ungliyan ab Jolly ke muscles ko explore kar rahi thi,
jaise apni marzi se apna haq jata rahi ho.
Fir, ek bold moment mein,
Srivalli ne apne haathon se
Jolly ke kurte ke button kholne shuru kar diye.
Jolly uska yeh badalte hue attitude dekh ke
aur bhi zyada wild ho gaya.
Usne Srivalli ke dusre boob ko apne haath mein le liya,
aur apni ungliyon se halka pinch kiya —
jis se Srivalli ke hothon se ek sexy si broken moan nikli:
"Mmmhh... Jolly...!"
Uski moan mein sharam,
desire, aur pyaas sab kuch tha.
Jolly ne turant Srivalli ke hothon ko capture kar liya,
ek aur wild, wet kiss mein.
Iss baar, aur bhi zyada passionate.
Unki zubanein ek doosre mein ulajh gayi thi,
garmi aur hawas mein doob kar.
Srivalli ne apna pura badan
Jolly ke saath chipka diya,
apne hips ko halki si movement mein laate hue,
jaise apni body se apne jazbaat jatate hue.
Kamre mein ab sirf: wet kisses ki sounds Srivalli ke sexy moans aur unki heavy breathing

• goonj rahi thi.

Candle ki roshni mein dono ke bodies ek dusre mein ghul mil rahe the,
aur baarish ki boonden bahar apni alag hi music baja rahi thi.
Jungle safari
ab officially shuru ho chuki thi —
ek wild, raw, passionate journey
jo raat bhar chalne waali thi.

Srivalli ab poori tarah se Jolly ke kabze mein thi —
khud apne iradon se,
apne poore jazbaat ke saath.
Jolly ne uski aankhon mein ghurte hue,
ek haath uske blouse ke andar aur zyada deep ghusa diya,
aur poori tarah se uske bare boobs ko pakad liya.
Srivalli ka breast size full, round aur perfectly tight tha —
jaise kisi ne soch samajhkar unhe banaya ho.
Soft yet firm.
Jab Jolly ne apni badi, strong palm mein uska boob pakda,
to woh asaani se fit hua,
thoda flesh uske fingers ke beech se ubhar aaya.
Uske nipples thande hone ke bawajood hard aur stiff ho gaye the —
thoda bade aur pinkish shade ke,
aur baarish ke thandi hawa mein aur bhi sensitive lag rahe the.
Jolly ne Srivalli ke nipple pe apna angutha rakha,
aur halki circular motion mein ghumaya.
Srivalli ka badan turant react kar gaya —
ek broken moan uske hothon se nikla:
"Aaaahh... Jolly..."
Uski saans tez, halki si kanpati hui.
Jolly ne aur zyada control tod diya —
apne hothon se Srivalli ke blouse ko neeche khisakaya,
aur uska ek tight, soft, glistening boob pura expose kar diya.
Phir bina rukhe —
woh seedha jhuk gaya,
aur apni garam lips se
Srivalli ka nipple suck karna start kiya.
Pehle halka se kiss,
phir lips ke beech mein pura nipple pakad ke zor se suck kiya.
"Mmmhhh... aahh... Jolly...!"
Srivalli ka pura badan hil gaya,
usne apne haathon se Jolly ke baalon ko pakad liya,
aur apne hips ko involuntarily hilane lagi,
ek raw pleasure mein doobti hui.
Jolly ek wild animal ki tarah,
uske ek boob ko suck karta,
dusar haath se doosre boob ko knead karta —
press karta, squeeze karta,
aur kabhi kabhi halki bite karta,
jisse Srivalli ke lips se aur bhi sexy moans nikalti:
"Ohhh... haan... aur... Jolly..."
Srivalli ka sharir ab Jolly ke hawas aur pyaar mein pighalne laga tha.
Phir, thoda ruk kar,
Jolly ne apne haath Srivalli ki kamar tak le jaaye —
aur uska geela, chipka hua saree ka kapda
slowly neeche kheenchna shuru kiya.
Srivalli ne aankhen band kar ke,
apne haathon se apne blouse ko dheere se aur loose kiya,
poora apna aap Jolly ke hawaale karte hue.
Saree ka kapda,
baarish ke paani se chipka hua,
Srivalli ke smooth, curved hips ko chhoota hua
zameen pe girta jaa raha tha.
Aur Jolly?
Uski aankhen bas Srivalli ke naked, trembling body ko drink kar rahi thi —
her flawless curves,
her glowing skin,
aur uski aankhon mein woh pyaasi sharamili chamak —
jo use aur bhi jaanleva bana rahi thi.
Kamra ab sirf: Srivalli ke halki broken moans , kapdon ke girne ki awaaz aur dono ke dilon ki tez dhadkanon se bhara tha.




Jolly ne Srivalli ki saree pura neeche gira diya tha —
ab woh sirf apne blouse aur geele peticoat mein thi,
aur candle light mein uski skin chamak rahi thi,
jaise koi jalta hua sapna.
Uske ubharte curves,
naram skin,
aur tight kamar ko dekhte hi
Jolly ka control phatne ke edge pe aa gaya.
Bina kuch kahe,
Jolly ne Srivalli ki kamar ko dono haathon se pakda,
aur apne kadam se usse bed ke centre tak dhakel diya.
Srivalli peeche girti hui halki si "uhhh..." ki aawaz nikaali,
aur apne haathon se bed ke sheet ko pakad liya,
apna thoda sa sharir upar uthate hue.
Jolly jhuk gaya uske upar,
aur apne hothon se Srivalli ke navel ke aas-paas hot kisses dene laga —
kabhi halka se suck karta,
kabhi apni zubaan se trace karta uski kamar ke curve ko.
Srivalli ka pura sharir hichak raha tha,
aur uske mooh se control se bahar sexy broken moans nikal rahe the:
"Aaaahh... Jolly... hnnn... please..."
Uske blouse ke andar se Srivalli ke dusre nipple ab bhi tight aur hard the.
Jolly ne apna ek haath blouse ke andar ghusa diya,
aur pura breast palm mein leke zor se squeeze kiya —
jis se Srivalli ke mooh se ek aur loud "Mmmhh... haaahh..." nikal aaya.
Jolly ne uska blouse ek jhatke mein neeche khisakaya,
aur Srivalli ka dusra boob bhi expose ho gaya —
perfect round, slightly heavy,
aur nipples jo thande mein aur hard ho gaye the,
jaise kisi ne jaadu kar diya ho.
Woh bina kisi sharam ke apna muh uske dusre boob pe rakha,
aur pure nipple ko apni lips ke beech le kar suck karne laga —
kabhi teeth se halka bite,
kabhi poora mouth mein le kar deep sucking.
Srivalli ka badan hil raha tha,
uski saans hilti ja rahi thi.
"Ohhh... Jolly... harder...!"
Srivalli ne apne haathon se uske baalon ko kheechte hue kaha,
apni kamar ko hilate hue apne aapko uske mouth ke against aur zyada press karte hue.
Jolly ne uske dusre nipple ko apni ungliyon se twist kiya,
aur Srivalli ne apne mooh se ek aur sexy,
halki si cheekh nikali:
"Aaaahhhhhh...!"
Uske voice mein ab koi sharam nahi thi,
sirf desire aur surrender tha.
Tab Srivalli ne kuch kiya —
jo Jolly ko aur pagal kar gaya.
Srivalli ne apne haathon se apna peticoat ka nada dheere se khola,
aur apne pairon se peticoat ko khinch ke poora nikal diya,
apni marzi se apna aap Jolly ke samne bilkul exposed kar diya.
Ab woh sirf apne chhote se geele panties mein thi —
aur Jolly ko aankhon se invite kar rahi thi.
Uske lips thode se open the,
uski aankhen adhi band,
aur uska badan thoda thoda move kar raha tha,
jaise apne se control na kar pa rahi ho.
Jolly ne ek pal ke liye uska yeh roop dekha —
aur uske andar ka pura wild alpha male jaag gaya.
Usne Srivalli ke thighs ko dono haathon se pakda,
spread kiya,
aur apne hothon se uski inner thighs pe deep kisses karne laga.
"Mmmmhhh... Jolly... aahh..."
Srivalli ka pura sharir hil raha tha,
uski moans ab aur tez ho gayi thi.
Har kiss ke saath,
har suck ke saath,
Srivalli ka mooh se ek nayi broken moan nikalti:
"Hnnnh... haaahh... aur...!"
Jolly dheere se apne lips ko Srivalli ke panty ke upar le gaya,
aur apne mouth se uss area ke upar ek hard, wet kiss diya —
Srivalli ne apne hips ko upar uthakar react kiya,
ek broken, needy "Aaahhhhhn... Jolly please..." ke saath.
Ab dono ke beech koi faasla nahi tha —
na kapdo ka, na sharam ka,
sirf wild raw passion ka raabta tha.

Srivalli ab apni saans sambhalte hue,
poori tarah se Jolly ke kabze mein thi.
Jolly ne dheere se,
apni strong fingers ka istemal karte hue
Srivalli ke geele, soft panties ka elastic pakda —
aur slowly unhe neeche kheenchne laga.
Srivalli ne apni aankhon ko adha band kar liya,
lips halka sa bite karte hue,
sharm aur desire ke beech ulajhte hue.
Jolly ne jab panties ko uski thighs se,
fir uske ghutno tak,
aur phir uske pairon se nikal diya —
toh Srivalli ab completely naked thi,
sirf candle ki naram roshni mein chamakti hui.
Jolly apni aankhon se Srivalli ke sapne jaise body ko scan kar raha tha.
Uski nazar gayi Srivalli ki beautiful chut par —
natural, soft pink folds ke beech
halka sa natural trimmed hair tha —
na jyada, na kam, bas ek sensual raw touch dene wala.
Srivalli ka lower lips thoda swollen, thoda wet tha —
pure desire se.
Jolly thoda jhuk kar Srivalli ke beech mein aaya,
aur ek hungry, lustful muskan ke saath dheere se bola:
"Mujhe... thoda aur kam baal pasand hai, jaan..."
Srivalli, poori tarah se sharam aur passion mein doobi hui,
dheere se apne hothon se ek halka sa bold whisper kiya:
"Next time...
sirf tumhare liye...
clean shave karungi..."
Uski awaaz mein ek itni sexy, broken sweetness thi
ki Jolly ka sabr phat gaya.
Usne Srivalli ke legs ko apne strong haathon se thoda aur spread kiya,
aur bina waqt zaya kiye
apni garam, bhookhi zubaan Srivalli ki chut ke upar laga di.
"Aaaaahhh... Jollyyy!"
Srivalli ne apne haathon se bed ka sheet kas ke pakad liya,
aur apni kamar ko thoda upar uthakar Jolly ke mouth ke against zor se press kar diya.
Jolly ki zubaan
Srivalli ke soft folds ke beech andar jaati,
baar baar circle karti,
kabhi tip se tease karti,
kabhi pura mouth bhar ke uski chut ko suck karti.
"Mmmhh... ahhhh... zyada... aur Jolly!"
Srivalli ke hothon se sexy, needy moans nikal rahe the,
har ek lick ke saath unki intensity aur badh rahi thi.
Jolly apni zubaan ko deep andar dalta,
phir pura surface lick karta —
aur uski zubaan ki wet slurping sounds kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Chaat-chaat ki sexy wet awaazon ke beech,
Srivalli ka sharir hil raha tha uncontrollably,
aur uski saansein hilti ja rahi thi.
Jolly ka chehra
Srivalli ke juices se completely wet ho chuka tha.
Uska taste —
sweet, thoda tangy,
aur itna natural ki Jolly aur bhi pagal ho raha tha.
Usne Srivalli ke outer lips ko apne lips se pakad ke
deep suck kiya,
aur apni zubaan se
clit ke aas paas quick flicks dene laga.
Srivalli ne ek sharp, sexy moan nikali:
"Aaaaahhhh fuck... Jolly... main... main..."
Uski body tharthara rahi thi,
aur woh apne hips ko uncontrollably move kar rahi thi —
jaise apni chut ko Jolly ke mouth mein aur zyada press karna chahti ho.
Jolly bhi apne pure hawas aur passion mein,
Srivalli ke wetness ka har drop apni zubaan se collect kar raha tha,
aur use apni jeet ka nasha feel ho raha tha.






Srivalli ka pura badan
Jolly ke mooh aur zubaan ke action se
hawa mein tairta hua lag raha tha.
Har lick, har suck ke saath
Srivalli aur zyada wild hoti ja rahi thi.
Uske andar ka sabr tutne ke kagar par tha —
aur ab woh woh sharmili, chup rehne wali Srivalli nahi thi.
Nahi.
Aaj woh ek pyaasi tigress ban chuki thi,
jo apna haq lena jaanti thi.
Srivalli ne apne dono haathon se
Jolly ke baalon ko kas ke pakad liya,
aur apni kamar ko aur zyada Jolly ke mooh ke against grind karte hue
ek dum broken, thodi demanding awaaz mein boli:
"Aur andar... Jolly...
meri chut ke andar apni zubaan ghusa do...
deep...!"
Uski awaaz mein
itna hawas aur ruling passion tha
ki Jolly ek second ke liye frozen reh gaya.
Fir bina kuch soche
Jolly ne apni zubaan aur zyada deep push ki Srivalli ke andar —
uske wet, tight folds ke beech ghuste hue,
andar jaakar ghumte hue.
"Aaaahhhh fuuuck Jolly... deeper...!"
Srivalli cheekh jaise nikal gayi,
aur usne Jolly ka head apni jagah forcefully press kiya,
taaki woh apni chut ka har pleasure point uski zubaan se feel kar sake.
Jolly ki zubaan ab Srivalli ke andar baar baar ghus rahi thi,
kabhi deep thrusts,
kabhi slow teasing licks,
kabhi uski clit ko lap lap karte hue.
Srivalli ke hips uncontrollably hil rahe the,
uska saans toot raha tha,
aur uski aankhon mein sirf ek junoon tha —
orgasm ka, azaadi ka.
"Haan... haan... wahin... wahin...!"
Srivalli ab hothon se chhilte hue boli,
apni kamar aur hips ko Jolly ke mouth ke against
wildly move karte hue.
Jolly ka pura face
Srivalli ke wetness se completely soak ho chuka tha —
ek hot, wet mess.
Jolly ne apni zubaan aur tez kar di —
deeper, faster, rougher.
Srivalli ka sharir hil raha tha uncontrollably,
uska mooh se awaazein nikal rahi thi:
"Aahhh... aahhh... fuckkk... main... main chhoot rahi hoon Jollyyy...!"
Aur phir ek dum se,
Srivalli ka sharir ek zordar jhatke se hil gaya,
aur usne apni chut ka sara orgasm
Jolly ke mooh pe explode kar diya.
Warm, sweet juices Jolly ke lips aur zubaan par flood kar gaye.
Srivalli ka body pura tharthara raha tha,
aur woh apni kamar ko Jolly ke face ke against press karke
deep saas le rahi thi,
ek sexy broken, exhausted voice mein.
"Mmmhh... Jolly... meri jaan..."
Srivalli fufkarte hue boli,
apne aankhon mein sukoon aur jungli jeet ke saath.
Aur Jolly?
Usne apni zubaan se Srivalli ka ek ek drop taste kiya —
sweet, tangy, raw —
aur apne aap mein ek victorious alpha male jaise mehsoos kiya.




Srivalli ab bed pe nangi leti thi,
uska sundar, thoda thoda paseene se chamakta hua badan
candle light mein ek divine sa glow le raha tha.
Uske perfect curves —
full round boobs, tight waist, smooth hips —
ek complete invitation ki tarah chamak rahe the.
Uska chehra,
thoda sa tired orgasms ke baad,
lekin uski aankhon mein ek sweet victorious smile thi —
ek smile jo keh rahi thi:
"Aaj main apna haq le rahi hoon..."
Uske lips halka sa parted the,
gale mein abhi bhi halki si kanp thi,
aur aankhon mein ek aag thi —
pure passion aur chaah ki aag.
Jolly thoda door khada tha —
apni jeans ke andar visibly hard aur throbbing.
Uska breathing heavy tha,
aur aankhen sirf Srivalli ke naked body ko drink kar rahi thi.
Srivalli ne dheere se aankh uthakar usse dekha,
aur ek aur thoda sharmila, thoda naughty smile diya.
Phir apne sexy andaaz mein
bed pe thoda uthkar baithi,
aur apne haathon ko aage badhate hue
Jolly ke belt ke paas pakda.
Jolly ne apni saans rok li —
poora hawas aur sukoon uski aankhon mein jam gaya.
Srivalli ne apne naram haathon se
Jolly ko apni taraf khinch liya,
bed ke edge tak kheench kar,
apne daayein haath se uski jeans ka button khola.
Button khulte hi
uska thoda sa swollen hardness jeans ke kapde ko stretch kar raha tha.
Srivalli ke hothon pe ek sexy, broken smile thi.
Usne zip dheere se khola —
ek tantalizing, teasing speed mein —
aur Jolly ke underwear se bhar bhar ke tight lund ka thoda sa tip bahar aane laga.
Srivalli ne aankhon se use dekha —
uski aankhon mein hunger tha, sharm tha,
aur ek ajeeb si possessiveness thi.
Usne apne fingers se halka sa Jolly ke underwear ke upar se
rubbing start kiya —
aur Jolly ke mooh se ek deep, guttural groan nikla:
"Mmmhh... Srivalli..."
Srivalli, ab completely bold,
apne naram ungliyon se uska underwear thoda neeche kheenchti hui,
uski poori hardness ko expose kar rahi thi.
Jolly ka lund full throbbing,
veins se bharahua,
ready to claim what he considered now only his.
Srivalli ne apni aankhon mein cheekh hoti desire ke saath
ek baar apna jeebh lips pe ghumaaya,
aur phir aankhen utha kar Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha —
jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main ready hoon... pura tumhaara banne ke liye..."








Srivalli ab poori tarah se Jolly ke saamne baithi thi —
naked, glowing, thodi messy, lekin aankhon mein wild teasing fire leke.
Usne apne naram, sexy hothon ko halka sa chaatte hue,
Jolly ke throb karte lund pe nazar daali —
fir aankh utha ke direct Jolly ki aankhon mein dekha.
Ek slow, sexy smile ke saath,
Srivalli ne apni sweet, broken, seductive awaaz mein kaha:
"Last time... tumhe ye bahut pasand aaya tha na...?"
Uski awaaz mein ek sharmili teasing thi,
par aankhon mein ek raw promise —
ki is baar woh aur bhi wild hone waali hai.
Jolly ka gala sukh gaya.
Uska heart beat zor zor se dhadak raha tha.
Srivalli ne apni body ko thoda jhukaaya,
aur apne naram, soft haathon se
Jolly ke throbbing lund ko gently pakda.
Uski garam ungliyon ka touch Jolly ke body mein bijli jaisa tha.
Phir Srivalli ne apne cute pink lips ko thoda open kiya,
aur apni jeebh ki tip se
Jolly ke lund ke tip pe ek halka sa lick maara.
"Mmmhhh..."
Srivalli ke throat se ek halki moan nikli —
jaise woh khud apne act ka maza le rahi ho.
Phir woh dheere se aage badhi,
aur Jolly ke lund ka head apne naram, geele lips ke beech le liya,
aur ek deep, wet suck liya.
"Fuuuck... Srivalli..."
Jolly ke mooh se ek guttural moan nikal gaya,
uske haath Srivalli ke messy baalon mein chale gaye.
Srivalli ne bina rukhe,
apna mouth aur zyada khola,
aur dheere dheere
poora lund apne garam mooh ke andar lena shuru kiya.
Uski jeebh Jolly ke shaft ko lapet rahi thi —
kabhi tip ko chaatte hue,
kabhi shaft ke sides ko tease karte hue,
kabhi pura lund deep throat karte hue.
"Slurp... slurp... mmphhh..."





Room mein ab sirf Srivalli ke wet, sloppy blowjob ki awaazein thi,
aur Jolly ke heavy breaths aur moans.
Srivalli apni mooh se jab deep suck karte hue
lund ko almost throat tak le jaati,
tab uske mooh se halki "gluck-gluck" ki sexy sounds nikalti.
Uske aankhen thodi pani se bhar jaati,
aur uska gala thoda thoda vibrate karta —
par Srivalli ne ek second ke liye bhi nahi roka.
Woh apne haathon se Jolly ke base ko hold karti,
aur apne hothon se
slow deep strokes aur phir fast wet sucking karti,
mix karte hue Jolly ko madness ke edge tak le ja rahi thi.
"God... Srivalli... tu mujhe pagal kar degi..."
Jolly ne apne haathon se Srivalli ke baalon ko pakad ke
apne hips ko thoda aage thrust kiya,
aur Srivalli ne poora accept kar liya,
ek wild messy moan ke saath:
"Mmmphh... mmmhhh...!"
Srivalli ka face thoda saliva se messy hone laga,
par uski aankhon mein ek proud glow tha —
jaise keh rahi ho:
"Main apne man ko pura kar rahi hoon..."
Aur Srivalli aur bhi passionate ho gayi —
fast, sloppy, wild blowjob dete hue,
apni jeebh, apne lips, apni throat ka har angle Jolly ko de rahi thi.

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Jolly jab feel kiya ki woh edge pe aa raha hai,
usne Srivalli ke messy, wet lips se
apna lund nikal liya.
Srivalli confused thi ek pal ke liye,
lekin uski aankhon mein ab bhi hunger tha.
Jolly ne uska face apne dono haathon mein liya,
aur aankhon mein aankhon daal kar,
ek deep, wild kiss mein usko capture kar liya.
Unke hothon ka pressure intense tha —
lips crushing, tongues fighting.
Jolly apni zubaan ko Srivalli ke mooh mein deep lick karta,
kabhi uski zubaan ko suck karta,
kabhi apne lips se uska sara sweetness pee jaata.
Srivalli ka sharir hil raha tha —
moaning softly between kisses:
"Mmmhh... Jolly..."
Kiss ke beech,
Srivalli ne apna sharir dheere se bed pe wapas gira diya,
aur apni legs slowly spread kar di —
pure submission aur hunger ke saath.
Uske wet, pink chut candle light mein chamak rahi thi,
thodi throbbing, thodi swollen —
completely ready and begging for Jolly.
Srivalli ke lips thoda throbb kar rahe the,
aur usne aankhon se Jolly ko bulaya —
ek soft, bold smile ke saath.
Jolly ne dekhkar ek victorious, wild smile diya,
aur aage badh ke uski dono legs apne haathon se pakad ke
khud ke paas kheench liya.
Srivalli ke mooh se ek sexy, sharmila sa gasp nikla.
Jolly ab bilkul close tha —
apna hard, thick lund uske wet folds ke against rub karta hua.
Jolly ne apni tip ko uski entrance pe lagaya,
aur dheere se pressure daala —
thoda resistance, thoda slip.
Srivalli ne apne body ko thoda tense kiya,
aur halki si broken moan nikali:
"Aahh... Jolly..."
Fir ek strong, steady thrust ke saath —
Jolly uske andar deep penetrate kar gaya.
"Aaaaaahhhh...!"
Srivalli cheekh uthi halki si —
pure mixture of pain aur pleasure mein.
Uske andar Jolly ka feel alag tha —
Pushpa se bada, thoda aur wide, aur rawer.
Srivalli ke andar tightness se squeeze hota hua,
Jolly ne apne haath uski kamar pe rakhe,
aur dheere dheere rhythm banana shuru kiya —
long, slow, deep strokes.
Srivalli ka body move karta ja raha tha,
har thrust ke saath uska mooh open ho jaata,
aur moans aur deep hot breaths nikalti:
"Hnnnhhh... haaaah... Jolly... deeper..."
Jolly ne apne strokes ko aur deep aur steady kiya,
har push mein Srivalli ke andar apna pura length feel karata hua.
Srivalli ke moans ab aur heavy, aur raw hone lage:
"Aaaahh... haaahh... ohhh god... Jolly...!"
Jolly ki rhythm powerful thi —
sometimes deep,
sometimes faster pounding,
aur Srivalli ka body react karta tha,
apni kamar uthakar aur zyada penetration lene ke liye.
Uske boobs hil rahe the harsh thrusts se,
aur har baar jab Jolly deep jaata,
Srivalli apni naakhon se uske peeth ko scratch kar leti —
wild passion mein.
Room mein ab sirf: Wet, sloppy thrusts ki sounds Srivalli ke sexy broken moans, Aur Jolly ke heavy breathing
goonj rahi thi.
Aur dono ke sharir ek dusre mein
wild, forbidden passion mein ghul rahe the —
jungle ki is raat ko hamesha ke liye yaadgaar banate hue.



Jolly ka rhythm ab wild ho gaya tha.
Uske hips forcefully move kar rahe the,
har thrust mein Srivalli ke andar apna pura lund daal kar
uski tight chut ko stretch karta hua.
Srivalli ka sharir
har jhatke pe hilta ja raha tha —
jaise woh ek wild doll ho,
Jolly ke raw passion ka complete slave.
"Aaaahhh... ohhh... haaaahh...!"
Srivalli ke hothon se control ke bahar sexy, loud moans nikal rahi thi.
Uske boobs har thokar pe violently bounce kar rahe the,
aur uska pura badan bed pe hil raha tha,
Jolly ke powerful, deep thrusts ke saath.
Jolly apni hips se continuous, thokar pe thokar maar raha tha —
har stroke mein deep jaana,
Srivalli ke andar apna pura existence feel karte hue.
"Fuuuckk... Jolly... itna deep... itna hard...!"
Srivalli ke hothon se broken, sexy cries nikal rahi thi.
Woh kabhi apni kamar uthakar aur lund le rahi thi,
kabhi apne naakho se Jolly ke shoulders ko scratch karti thi.
Uske andar ka har nerve ab ek hot pleasure mein doob gaya tha.
Srivalli ke dil mein ek hi realization goonj raha tha:
"Mujhe kabhi kisi ne itna hard, itna wild nahi choda..."
Pushpa ke gentle touches ab door lag rahe the —
Jolly ke rough, dominating fucking ne Srivalli ke andar ek naya junoon jagaa diya tha.
Har jabardast thrust ke saath
Srivalli apna pura aap khone lagi thi —
apne moans control nahi kar pa rahi thi:
"Ohhh fuck... haaaah... aur... aur..."
Jolly ka pace ab aur tez ho gaya —
raw, unfiltered pounding.
Uska lund Srivalli ke andar baar baar deep ghusta aur hilta,
aur Srivalli ke sexy hips uske thrusts ko meet karte hue hil rahe the.
Phir ekdum se,
Jolly ne apne movements rok diye —
apna lund Srivalli ke andar se dheere se nikalte hue.
Srivalli confused si thi,
halke se thartharati hui,
moist, red cheeks ke saath uthi.
Jolly ne apne strong haath se
Srivalli ke chin ko pakad ke apni taraf uthaya,
aur apni bhari, sexy awaaz mein fufkar ke bola:
"Ab tu mujhe ride karegi... Srivalli..."
Uski aankhon mein ek pure animalistic lust tha,
aur Srivalli ke andar ek nayi aag jag gayi.
Apne lips ko halki si bite karte hue,
thodi messy, poori naked,
Srivalli ne haan mein sir hilaya —
ready to climb on top of her man,
ready to take full control
aur apni marzi se Jolly ko feel karne ke liye.



Srivalli thodi heavy breathing ke saath,
apne messy baalon ko ek side karte hue
bed ke upar, Jolly ke upar crawl kar gayi.
Jolly neeche let chuka tha,
uska lund — thick, hard, throbbing —
Srivalli ke liye ready tha.
Srivalli ne apne soft hands se Jolly ke chest ko touch kiya —
fingers se muscles trace karte hue,
aur aankhon mein ek bold, teasing smile ke saath.
Woh dheere se Jolly ke lund ke upar aayi,
aur apne hips ko halki si movement dekar
apne geele folds se uski tip ko tease karne lagi.
Jolly apne mooh se ek deep growl nikalte hue
Srivalli ki kamar ko dono haathon se hold kar chuka tha —
lekin abhi bhi control mein tha,
dekh raha tha kaise Srivalli apni marzi se usse leti hai.
Srivalli ne aankhen band ki,
aur slowly apni hips ko neeche laate hue
Jolly ke lund ko apne andar slide karna shuru kiya.
"Aaaahhh..."
ek deep, sensual moan nikal gaya Srivalli ke hothon se
jab woh puri tarah Jolly ke andar set hone lagi.
Uski tight chut Jolly ke thickness ko dheere dheere accept kar rahi thi,
aur har inch ke saath Srivalli ke chehre pe pleasure ka glow badhta ja raha tha.
Pehle woh slowly move karne lagi —
small, grinding circles banate hue apni hips se,
jaise Jolly ka har throb karna, har stretch karna feel karna chahti ho.
Jolly apni saans control kar raha tha,
Srivalli ka slow, soft grinding uske sabr ka imtihaan le raha tha.
"Hnnnnhh... so full... Jolly..."
Srivalli ne apni halki si broken, sexy voice mein kaha,
apne hips ko dheere dheere upar neeche karti hui.
Her boobs soft bounce kar rahe the slow rhythm mein,
aur uska gala halki si hichkiyon aur moans se bhara tha:
"Aaaahhh... so good... so deep..."
Par phir —
Srivalli ke andar ka junoon jaag gaya.
Usne aankhon mein ek wild hunger lete hue
apne hips ko faster thrust karna start kiya.
Srivalli ab wild ride mein change ho gayi thi —
poora apne hips ko upar neeche hilate hue,
Jolly ke lund ko apne andar almost brutally leta hua.
"Slap... slap... slap..."
uske hips aur Jolly ke thighs ke takkar ki awaz kamre mein goonj gayi.
Srivalli apne dono haathon se Jolly ke chest ko pakad ke
apne aap ko uthakar,
full force mein apni chut se Jolly ke lund ko pound kar rahi thi.
"Fuuuckk... haaaah... aur... aur... harder...!"
Srivalli ke cheeks laal ho gaye the,
uska badan sweat se chamak raha tha,
aur har thrust mein woh apna orgasm ke aur kareeb la rahi thi.
Jolly bhi ab apne hips se thoda meet karte hue
Srivalli ke thrusts ko aur strong kar raha tha.
Srivalli ke boobs wild bounce kar rahe the,
aur uska gale se sexy, broken moans nikalte ja rahe the:
"Aaahhh... Jolly... main... main aa rahi hoon...!"
Her face pure ecstasy mein tha —
ek wild tigress jaise apna pleasure chase karte hue,
pure surrender aur pure power ka combination.



Srivalli ab puri tarah wild ho chuki thi —
apni messy baalon, lal galo aur horny, exhausted body ke saath
full animalistic passion mein Jolly ke upar ride kar rahi thi.
Uske hips ab aggressively uth rahe the,
Jolly ke lund ko apne andar hard thokte hue,
har thrust mein apne andar deep lete hue.
"Slap... slap... slap..."
har jhatka kamre mein echo karta.
Srivalli ke moans ab aur loud, aur aurat jaise wild the:
"Aaahhh... haaahh... fuck Jolly... main... main aa rahi hoon...!"
Jolly ka face bhi intense tha,
apne haathon se Srivalli ki kamar tight pakad ke
apni hips se meet karta,
Srivalli ke pleasure ko double karte hue.
Uske boobs violent bounce kar rahe the,
aur Srivalli ka sharir full sweaty, slippery ho chuka tha.
Srivalli ka sharir ek bade tremor ke saath hil gaya,
aur ek explosive broken scream ke saath
uska orgasm aaya:
"AAAAAHHHH... FUCKKK... JOLLYYYYY...!"
Uski chut violently contract karte hue
Jolly ke lund ko squeeze kar rahi thi,
aur uska pura sharir uncontrollably hil raha tha pleasure mein.
Jolly ne Srivalli ki body ko tight pakad ke
apne hips ka pace aur tez kar diya,
aur kuch heavy thrusts ke baad
ek guttural roar ke saath woh bhi explode kar gaya:
"Aaahhh... Srivalliiiii...!"
Uska garam load Srivalli ke andar deep release hua,
aur dono ek dusre ke sharir mein mil gaye —
poori tarah wild, forbidden aur liberated.
Srivalli abhi bhi thodi thodi hil rahi thi,
aftershocks ke saath,
aur Jolly apna face uske boobs aur neck mein daba ke
apni saans control kar raha tha.
Thodi der ke liye dono sirf ek dusre ko feel karte rahe.




no words, no movement —
sirf dhadkan aur saanso ki awaazein.
Fir dheere se,
Srivalli thak kar
Jolly ke upar collapse kar gayi —
apna pura exhausted, sweaty body
uske strong chest pe failate hue.
Uske gile baal Jolly ke seene se chipak gaye,
aur uska soft, garam cheek Jolly ke shoulder pe tik gaya.
Jolly ne apne haathon se Srivalli ke bare back ko gently stroke karte hue
uske kaan ke paas fufkarke kaha:
"Meri jaan..."
Srivalli ne ek thakaa, sharmila sa smile diya,
aur apne aankhon ko band kar ke,
poore sukoon se,
Jolly ke against apna sharir aur lapet liya.
Bahar ab bhi halki halki baarish ho rahi thi,
aur bungalow ke andar sirf
ek satisfied, forbidden pyaar ka sukoon tha.
Srivalli aur Jolly —
ab bas ek dusre ke arms mein —
jaise jungle ne khud unka milan approve kar diya ho.




Subah ka pehla ujala
bungalow ke patle curtains se chhan kar
kamre mein aa raha tha.
Srivalli abhi bhi Jolly ke bare chest pe letii thi,
uski aankhen band, saans halki aur muskurahat halki thi.
Raat bhar ka passion
ab ek garam sukoon mein badal chuka tha.
Srivalli ne aankh kholi,
aur Jolly ko dekha —
woh ab bhi so raha tha,
lekin uske chehre par ek strong, possessive peace tha.
Ek pal ke liye,
Srivalli ke dil mein guilt ka ek halkasa jhatka aaya.
Pushpa ka chehra flash hua —
Pushpa ka pyaar, uska bharosa.
Par usi waqt,
Srivalli ne apne aap se kaha:
"Nahi.
Jolly ne mujhe bachaya.
Usne apni jaan daav pe lagayi.
Usne yeh sukoon deserve kiya..."
Aur sabse bada sach —
usne last night ko poori tarah enjoy kiya tha.
No lies.
No regrets.
Sirf ek sweet, silent muskurahat uske hothon pe thi.
Usne dheere se apne haathon se Jolly ke chest ko halka sa stroke kiya,
aur apni aankhon mein ek chhupi hui warmth le aayi.
Tabhi bungalow ke bahar kuch halchal hone lagi —
Jolly ke men tayyari kar rahe the.
Roads ab khul chuke the.
Baarish ruk chuki thi.
Ghar lautne ka waqt tha.
Srivalli ne halka se stretch karte hue apne kapde dhundhe,
aur Jolly bhi uth gaya —
naked, confident, aur apni aankhon mein sirf ek cheez leke:
Srivalli ab meri hai.
Dono ne silently kapde pehne —
koi awkwardness nahi,
sirf ek unsaid understanding thi beech mein.
Tabhi Jolly ke satellite phone par call aaya —
Pushpa.
Jolly ne Srivalli ki taraf dekha,
aur bina kuch kahe phone usse de diya.
Srivalli ne phone liya,
thoda sa apne kapdon ko theek kiya,
aur apni awaaz mein casual softness bhar ke boli:
"Hello... Pushpa..."
Dusri taraf se Pushpa ki awaaz thi —
thodi tired, lekin pyaar bhari.
"Srivalli! Kaisi hai tu? Main itna tension mein tha!"
Srivalli ne halki muskurahat ke saath bola:
"Main theek hoon Pushpa... sab safe hai.
Hum log wapas nikal rahe hain.
Main ghar aa rahi hoon..."
Pushpa ki awaaz mein sukoon tha:
"Bas aa jaa jaldi. Main intezaar kar raha hoon."
Srivalli ne aankh uthakar Jolly ki taraf dekha —
jo usse silently, possessively dekh raha tha —
aur ek soft, unsaid smile exchange hui dono ke beech.
Na koi kasam, na koi shart.
Jo hua, woh dono jaante the.
Aur dono ne mann se accept kar liya tha.
Srivalli ne phone cut kiya,
aur apne andar ek ajeeb sa peace mehsoos kiya.
Pichhli raat...
unka secret tha.
Unka apna forbidden raaz.
Aur woh raaz unke beech kabhi kabhi aankhon se baat karega...
lekin zabaan se kabhi nahi.

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Gaadi jungle ke kachche raaste se chal rahi thi.
Srivalli aur Jolly ek dusre ke saath back seat pe baithe the —
beech mein thoda distance,
par hawa mein kuch ajeeb sa connection tha.
Koi baat nahi ho rahi thi.
Sirf saath hone ka sukoon tha.
Srivalli ne apne geele baalon ko halki si ungliyon se suljhaaya,
aur khidki ke baahar dekhne lagi —
ped, mitti, aur nayi subah ka sukoon bhari dhoop.
Uske dil mein kuch ajeeb tha:
ek hulkasa guilt...
Pushpa ke liye...
aur saath hi ek garam, chhupa hua sukoon...
Jolly ke liye.
Usne aankh chhupkar ek baar Jolly ki taraf dekha.
Jolly apni aankhon mein shant, possessive nazar liye
sirf Srivalli ko dekh raha tha —
jaise keh raha ho:
"Tu jitni door bhaagegi,
tu phir bhi meri rahegi."
Srivalli ka dil ek pal ke liye zor se dhadka,
par usne kuch nahi kaha.
Bas aankhon mein ek chhupi si muskaan liye
waapas khidki ke baahar dekhne lagi.
Dono ke beech koi lafz nahi tha,
par dono ke dilon mein
raat ki yaadein, touch ka nasha, aur ek unsaid kasam
gupchup baatein kar rahe the.

Kuch ghanton baad,
gaadi ghar ke gate ke saamne ruki.
Pushpa gate pe khada tha —
chehre pe tension aur intezaar ki lakeeren.
Srivalli ne deep saans li,
apne kapdon ko theek kiya,
aur bahar nikli.
Jolly uske piche tha —
hamesha ke liye ek invisible protector jaise.
Pushpa tezi se aage badha,
aur Srivalli ko apne baahon mein le liya.
"Srivalli... meri jaan... tu theek hai na?"
Pushpa ke gale mein dard tha.
Srivalli ne apne emotions ko control kiya,
aur pyaar se, halka sa hans kar bola:
"Main bilkul theek hoon, Pushpa..."
Pushpa ne Srivalli ke face ko dono haathon se pakadkar dekha —
kisi choti chot ke liye,
kisi aansu ke liye.
Usne kuch nahi dekha —
sirf ek halka alag sa chamak Srivalli ke aankhon mein...
jiska matlab woh nahi samajh paaya.
Par Jolly...
jo thoda door pe khada tha,
usne woh chamak pehchaan li.
Woh Srivalli ke andar apni chhodi hui lakeer dekh raha tha —
jo sirf uska tha.
Srivalli ne Pushpa ke kandhe pe apna sir rakha,


lekin aankhon se, ek pal ke liye,
chhupkar Jolly ki taraf dekha.
Jolly ne aankh hilaayi —
ek silent, secret sa smile ke saath.
Srivalli ke lips pe bhi ek chhupa hua smile aaya,
jo sirf Jolly ke liye tha —
na Pushpa ke liye,
na duniya ke liye.
Bas ek raaz...
jo un dono ke beech kabhi lafzon mein nahi aayega.
Sirf aankhon mein jeevit rahega...
hamesha.

Pushpa ab thoda relaxed tha.
Srivalli ko apni aankhon ke saamne dekhkar
uska saara tension nikal gaya tha.
Jolly gaadi ke paas khada tha,
tayyar wapas apne ghar jaane ke liye.
Pushpa aage badha,
aur apna haath Jolly ke kandhe pe rakha,
dil se, aankhon mein gratitude ke saath bola:
"Jolly...
jo tune kiya...
uska main kabhi karz nahi utaar sakta.
Srivalli ko wapas laakar tune mera sab kuch bacha liya."
Jolly ne thoda head tilt karke,
ek calm, modest smile ke saath bola:
"Bhai, family ke liye kuch bhi."
Srivalli thodi door pe khadi thi —
thodi awkward, thodi emotional.
Usne dheere se kadam badhaye,
aur Jolly ke paas aayi.
Uski aankhon mein sharam thi,
par saath hi ek chhupa hua
deep, emotional gratitude aur attraction bhi tha.
Usne halka sa smile karte hue,
soft awaaz mein bola:
"Thank you, Jolly bhai...
sab kuch ke liye..."
Jolly ne uske aankhon mein dekhkar
sirf ek chhupi si smirk di —
ek muskaan jo keh rahi thi:
"Mujhe sab yaad hai, Srivalli...
raat ka har pal..."
Phir Jolly ne apne sunglasses lagaye,
aur gaadi mein baith kar wapas nikal gaya.
Gaadi ke sheeshe se Srivalli ka ek pal ke liye aankhon mein chhupa hua,
silent goodbye smile dikha —
ek aisa pal, jo dono ke beech unsaid raha.
Jolly ka dil andar se khush tha.
Usne Srivalli ko us tarike se jeeta tha
jo shabdon se kabhi bayan nahi hoga.
She was his now. In heart, in body, in a way no one could ever take away.

---

Gaadi jungle ke raste se aage badh rahi thi.
Jolly ne apna phone nikala casually.
Tabhi ek new message beep aaya.
Srivalli ka naam screen par chamka.
Jolly ke lips pe turant ek victorious smile aa gayi.
Usne message open kiya:

"Thank you for everything, Jolly...
Tumne meri zindagi bachayi..."

Aur neeche...
ek attached photo.
Srivalli ka ek soft, natural selfie —
messy open baal, halka sa muskurata chehra,
aur aankhon mein woh chhupi hui chamak —
jo kehti thi:

"Main sirf duniya ke liye nahi...
andar se ab kuch tumhara bhi ho gayi hoon."
Jolly ne photo ko dekha
aur ek wild smile di

Phone ko dekhakar bola:
"PUSHPA ki biwi aaj se meri ho gyi"

[Joker44]

Ghar wapas aane ke baad,
Srivalli ne apni zindagi ko waisa banane ki puri koshish ki
jaise kuch hua hi nahi tha.
Woh phir se wohi thi —
Pushpa ki loyal, pyaari patni.
Subah uske liye chai banati,
kapde tayaar karti,
raat ko uska intezaar karti,
aur jab Pushpa usse chhoota —
toh apne aap ko uske hawale karti,
jaise sab kuch pehle jaise normal ho gaya ho.
Pushpa bhi relaxed tha.
Usne rival gang ke boss ko maar diya tha —
jisne Srivalli aur uski maa ke kidnapping ka plan kiya tha.
Par usse kabhi pata nahi chala
ki is plan mein kahin na kahin
Jolly ka bhi haath tha.
Pushpa apni duniya mein Srivalli ko paakar sukh mein tha —
apni "perfect" Srivalli ke saath
bistar mein pyaar karte hue,
use pyar bhare lafzon se sambhalte hue.
Srivalli bhi apni zimmedaari nibha rahi thi —
Pushpa ke saath bistar mein passionate hoti,
uske touch ka response karti,
aur jab Pushpa ka pyaar chadh jaata,
toh Srivalli apna badan aur apna sukoon use de deti.
Par andar hi andar...
kuch badal chuka tha.

---

Srivalli jab Pushpa ke touch mein hoti,
uski aankhon ke saamne ek dusra chehra aata:
Jolly ka chehra.
Woh yaad karti
kaise Jolly ne use raat ke andhere mein bachaya tha,
kaise uske haathon ka pressure,
uske hothon ka junoon
usse ek aur duniya mein le gaya tha.
Pehle Srivalli is soch se apne aap ko dhakka deti thi —
"Main paapi hoon.
Agar duniya ko pata chale ki main Jolly ke hawale ho chuki thi..."
Par ab?
Ab woh secret mein
us forbidden memory ko enjoy karti thi.
Kabhi kabhi jab Pushpa ka pyaar khatam hota,
aur woh Srivalli ko apne se chipkakar so jaata,
tab Srivalli chupke se aankhen band karke
apne body mein hone waale
chhupke sukoon aur geelepan ko mehsoos karti thi.
Jolly ke liye.
Woh imagine karti thi
Jolly ka rough touch,
Jolly ka possessive kiss,
aur kaise Jolly ne us raat usse bina kuch puche,
poore haq ke saath le liya tha.
Srivalli ka sharir
raat mein soye hue bhi
kabhi kabhi geela ho jaata tha
Jolly ki yaadon se.
Ek ajeeb si hunger thi andar —
jo Pushpa ke pyaar se bharta nahi tha.
Woh hunger sirf Jolly ke liye tha.
Us forbidden, wild fire ke liye.
Aur sabse ajeeb baat?
Srivalli ko ab koi guilt nahi tha.
Uski aankhon mein ek chhupi hui muskurahat thi —
ek raaz, ek madhur paap,
jo woh apne se, aur Jolly se chhupke jeeti thi.

Pichhle kuch dino se,
Srivalli apni routine mein busy thi —
Pushpa ke saath wohi patni ka farz,
pooja, kitchen, aur raat mein bistar ki shararat.
Lekin...
andar kuch alag chal raha tha.
Jolly ne chhupke apna jaal phelana shuru kar diya tha.
Na openly kuch keh ke,
na zabardasti se,
bas soft, invisible dhaagon se.
Har kuch ek sochi samjhi chaal thi.
Kabhi ek simple message:

"Miss kar raha hoon apni jaan ko."

Kabhi ek random selfie —
shirtless, aankhon mein wohi intense possessiveness ke saath,
jo Srivalli ko raat bhar bechain kar deta.
Kabhi kabhi woh Pushpa ke saath baithi hoti,
aur Jolly ka ek soft text aata:

"Socha tha bas dekh loon,
meri jaan theek hai ya nahi."

Srivalli apna phone chupke se dekhti,
aur ek light shiver uske pure badan mein daud jaata.
Woh phone ko chupake Pushpa se door rakhti,
par andar andar
uska dil Jolly ke naam dhadakta.


Ek din...
Pushpa kaam mein busy tha.
Srivalli garden mein phool tod rahi thi,
jab Jolly wahan aaya —
gaadi se utar ke Pushpa ko milne.
Srivalli ne dur se dekha,
uska mann apne aap hil gaya.
Jolly ne Pushpa ke saath normal baat ki —
lekin Srivalli ki taraf sirf ek chhoti si deep intense aankhon ki nazar daali,
jo kuch seconds ke liye ruk gayi.
Us nazar mein nafrat nahi thi.
Na sharm.
Sirf ek silent haq tha.
Jaise aankhon se keh raha ho:
"Main jaanta hoon tu meri hai.
Tu bhi jaanti hai."
Srivalli ka sharir thoda thoda kaanp gaya tha —
phool todte hue uske haath thode se hil gaye.
Us raat jab woh Pushpa ke saath bistar mein thi,
Pushpa use apni baahon mein bhar raha tha,
lekin Srivalli apni aankhon mein kisi aur ko dekh rahi thi —
Jolly ko.
Jolly ke silent traps
din ba din Srivalli ke mann ko todte ja rahe the:Ek chhota compliment,Ek ek random yaad bhara message,Ek aankhon se chupka huwa invitation.
Aur Srivalli,

jo pehle guilty feel karti thi,
ab un traps mein khud girti ja rahi thi —
aur khush hoti thi.
Woh chahti thi ki Jolly use chahta rahe.
Woh chahti thi woh secret emotional thread
hamesha bana rahe.
Pehli baar...
Srivalli ke dil ka ek hissa
Pushpa se door ho kar
Jolly ke paas rehne laga tha.




Raat ka samay tha.
Room mein andhera tha, sirf kone mein ek chhoti si roshni jal rahi thi.
Bed par Pushpa aur Srivalli close the —
Pushpa uski kamar ko pakad ke uske upar aaya hua tha.
Pushpa ka lund
Srivalli ki chut ke andar deep ghusa hua tha,
aur woh regular rhythm mein
thap... thap... thap ki awaaz ke saath
uske andar jaa raha tha.
Srivalli ne apni aankhen band kar li thi.
Uske hothon se halki halki broken moans nikal rahi thi:
"Mmmhhh... haaahh..."
Pushpa apna pura pyaar de raha tha,
apni marzi se, apne tameez se.
Lekin Srivalli ke liye...
yeh kuch aur ban gaya tha.
Uske band aankhon ke peeche
Jolly ka chehra tha.
Usse mehsoos ho raha tha
ki Pushpa nahi,
Jolly uske upar hai,
aur Jolly ka thick, strong lund
uski chut ko bhar raha hai,
har thokar mein apna haq jama raha hai.
Srivalli ne apne nails bed ke sheet mein ghusa diye,
aur apni kamar thodi uthakar thrusts ko milane lagi,
apne mann mein sirf Jolly ka naam leti hui.
Uske moans ab thodi aur broken aur desperate ho gayi thi:
"Aaaahhh... haaahh... ohhh J...!"
Pushpa samajh nahi paaya,
wo to apne pace mein busy tha —
deep strokes deta hua,
apni aankhon mein sirf apna pyaar leke.
Uska pace badhta gaya —
thap-thap-thap ki sounds aur tez hone lagi.
Aur kuch minute ke andar
Pushpa ka sharir tight hone laga,
aur ek deep guttural moan ke saath
Pushpa climax kar gaya —
Srivalli ke andar apna garam load release karta hua.
Pushpa thak kar Srivalli ke upar gir gaya,
uske gale mein face daba ke saans lene laga,
content, relaxed.
Par Srivalli?
Uski aankhon mein ab bhi Jolly ka chehra tha.
Uski chut ab bhi throbb kar rahi thi —
adhoora, pyaasa,
kyunki Pushpa ka pyar use physical pleasure to de raha tha,
par woh junoon, woh wild fire jo Jolly ke saath tha...
woh nahi.
Srivalli ab bhi halki halki apni legs move kar rahi thi,
apna lower body hilati jaise kuch aur chahti ho —
ek aur touch, ek aur wild roughness,
jo sirf Jolly de sakta tha.
Uske andar ab ek chhupa hua pyaas tha —
for Jolly's forbidden touch.
Aur woh silently, apne geele badan ke saath,
andar se secretly horny aur unfulfilled leti rahi,
sirf ek hi soch ke saath:
"Jab Jolly mujhe apna karega...
tab main poori tarah bhar jaungi."



Srivalli dheere se bed se uthi,
Pushpa abhi bhi aankhen aadhi band karke
usse jaate hue dekh raha tha.
Srivalli bilkul nangi thi,
uski body pe abhi bhi raat ka sukoon aur thakan chipka hua tha,
aur uski chut se Pushpa ka garam cum dheere dheere leak kar raha tha,
uski inner thighs pe patli patli dharaan banaata hua.
Srivalli ke chalne ka andaaz thoda heavy tha —
wild pyaar aur apni chhupi bhook ke mixture se.
Woh seedha bathroom gayi.
Bathroom ki thandi hawa uski geeli, garam body se takraayi,
aur uska pura sharir halka se kaanp gaya.
Woh kamod pe baithi —
apni taazgi bhari,
thodi messy, thodi wild position mein.
Usne apna phone nikala.
Screen unlock karte hi
Jolly ka bheja hua ek latest selfie open hua.
Jolly shirtless tha —
uska strong, cut six-pack abs chamak rahe the,
aur aankhon mein wohi intense, lustful nazar thi
jo Srivalli ke dil ki har deewar todti thi.
Srivalli ne apni lower lip ko apne daanton se halka se bite kiya,
aur apni chut ko nazuk ungliyon se touch kiya —
jo abhi bhi thodi sticky thi.
Usne dekha —
uski chut clean shave thi,
bilkul waisi jaise Jolly ko pasand thi.
Ek chhupi hui victorious smile Srivalli ke hothon pe aa gayi.
Usne apne finger ko apni clit pe slow circular motions mein ghumaana start kiya.
"Mmmhhh..."
ek halki si moan nikal gayi uske hothon se.
Jolly ka face, Jolly ka body,
Jolly ka possessive touch
Srivalli ke imagination mein full power se dhoom raha tha.
Usne apne doosre haath se apne boobs ko pakad liya —



soft, heavy flesh ko squeeze karte hue,
aur nipple ko apne angutha se rub karte hue.
Uske sharir ka har nerve ab active ho gaya tha.
Fingers ne apni speed badhaayi —
ab hard fingering mein,
up and down strokes ke saath deep rub karte hue.
"Aahhh... haaahh... Jolly...!"
Srivalli ke mooh se broken moans nikalne lage.
Uski kamar halki halki uth rahi thi,
jaise apni chut ko apni ungliyon ke against aur press karna chahti ho.
Phone screen par Jolly ki perfect body dekhte hue,
apni clit aur entrance ko tease karte hue,
Srivalli apni limits ke kareeb jaa rahi thi.
Ab uski fingering rough ho gayi thi —
deep circular rubbing,
aur kabhi kabhi apni finger ko chut ke andar push karke
wildly thrust karna.
Her nipples were hard,
boobs squished between her own fingers,
aur uske body se halki halki sweating nikal rahi thi excitement mein.
"Ohhh fuck... haaaahh... Jollyyyy..."
Srivalli ka saara sharir thartharane laga.
Aur ek deep, hard stroke ke saath
Srivalli ka orgasm aaya —
ek wild, raw climax,
jo sirf Jolly ke liye tha.
Uski chut se warm wetness ka halka flow hua,
aur woh poore sharir se kaanp gayi,
apna gala daba kar
apni moaning ko chhupane ki koshish karti hui.
Phone abhi bhi uske haath mein tha —
screen pe Jolly ka sexy muskurata chehra.
Srivalli ke hothon pe ek thakaa, sukoon bhara,
guilty but proud smile aa gaya.
Woh jaanti thi...
yeh pleasure,
yeh pyaas,
ab sirf Jolly ka haq tha.


Srivalli apna saara sukoon aur exhaustion le kar
bathroom mein apne aap ko saaf karne lagi.
Garam paani se apni chut, thighs aur body ko softly clean karte hue,
wo apne body ka har ek sensation mehsoos kar rahi thi —
abhi bhi andar kahi Jolly ki yaadon mein doobi hui.
Apne aap ko soft towel mein lapetkar,
Srivalli dheere se bedroom mein wapas aayi.
Pushpa abhi gahri neend mein tha —
shant, relaxed, unaware of the fire burning inside his wife.
Srivalli bed ke ek kone mein leti,
aur apne phone ko uthaya.
Ek pal ke liye socha...
fir ek naughty, bold smile ke saath
camera open kiya.
Apne body ka angle aise set kiya —
ki uska soft cleavage perfectly visible ho,
lips thoda parted, eyes mein thodi sharam aur thoda invitation.
Click.
Ek soft, sexy selfie capture hui.





Bina zyada sochhe,
usne Jolly ko message bheja:

"Good night, Jolly..."
(aur saath mein woh selfie attach kar di.)

Message send hote hi
Srivalli ka dil tez dhadakne laga.
Ek forbidden excitement uske veins mein daud gayi.

---

Dusri taraf,
Jolly apne ghar ke private bar mein sofa par baitha tha —
ek haath mein heavy whisky ka glass,
aur aankhon mein ek victorious glint.
Phone beep hua.
Usne casually screen dekhi —
aur Srivalli ka message chamak gaya.
Jolly ne phone unlock kiya,
aur jaise hi selfie dekhi...
uske lips pe ek dangerous, slow smirk aa gaya.
Srivalli ki soft cleavage,
uska innocent teasing smile,
aur aankhon mein woh unsaid invitation —
Jolly jaanta tha:
"Chidiya jal mein fasi ja rahi hai... aur usse khud maza aa raha hai."
Usne whisky ka ek lamba sip liya,
aur relaxed ho kar reply kiya:

"Good night meri jaan...
Sapne mein bhi mujhe feel karna."

Srivalli ka phone vibrate hua.
Usne secretly smiling face ke saath message padha,
aur apni aankhon mein ek chhupa hua sukoon le kar aankhen band kar li.
Par Jolly ka game abhi khatam nahi hua tha.
Usne fir ek teasing message bheja:

"Lagta hai jaldi hi sapna nahi,
haqeeqat mein meri godi mein soyegi tu..."

Srivalli ne aankhen khol kar
screen dekhi —
aur apne hothon ko apne lips pe rakh ke,
ek chhupi si tharki, sharmili smile di.
Uska badan phir se garam hone laga,
sirf ek message mein Jolly ke touch ko feel karte hue.
Aur Jolly?
Apna whisky ka glass ghoomata hua,
andar hi andar soch raha tha:
"Khel to maine shuru kiya tha...
ab Srivalli khud apna astitva de rahi hai..."


Whisky ka glass haath mein leke
Jolly apne sofa pe aaram se phela hua tha,
ek victorious smile ke saath.
Saath mein Inspector Shekhawat baitha tha —
Pushpa ka loyal cop,
par asli mein apna kaam aur maja dono samajhne wala banda.
Shekhawat ne Jolly ki taraf dekha,
aur ek teasing tone mein bola:
"Kya baat hai bhai...
aaj bada mast muskura raha hai?
Koi maal ka chakkar hai kya?"
Jolly ne ek slow smirk ke saath
apna phone uthaya,
aur bina kuch bole
seedha Shekhawat ke haath mein fek diya.
"Dekhle khud."
Jolly ne whisky ka sip lete hue bola.
Shekhawat ne phone pakda,
screen dekhi —
aur turant aankhen thodi badi ho gayi.
Screen par Srivalli ki selfie chamak rahi thi.

Shekhawat ke hothon se nikal gaya:
"Bhai... bhabhi hai na yeh?
Pushpa ki Srivalli?"
Jolly ne relaxed style mein haan mein sir hilaya,
aur whisky ka lamba sip le kar bola:
"Ab Pushpa ki nahi,
thodi meri bhi hai..."
Shekhawat ne aankh ghumayi,
aur aankhon mein ek dirty hunger ke saath bola:
"Saala... tune sach mein woh shareef billi ko apna bana liya?"
Jolly ne ek heavy laugh diya,
aur halka sa lean hokar bola:
"Billi nahi,
andar se junglee sherni hai...
bus thoda right time aur right hath chahiye tha paalne ke liye."
Shekhawat ke mann mein ab dirty thoughts ghoomne lage.
Usne naughty tone mein pucha:
"Aur bhai...
body ka kya haal hai?
Waise hi tight hai jaise dikhti hai?
Ya andar kuch aur wild treasure mila?"
Jolly ne apni aankhen half band karte hue,
full dirty style mein bola:
"Full creamy skin...
chhune pe jaise makhan pighal jaye.
Aur chut?
Ekdum clean shave...
mera naam lete hi geeli ho jaati hai..."
Shekhawat ne halka whistle kiya:
"Chhiiiiik! Bhai...
mast maal hai pura.
Pushpa to duniya bhar ke kaam mein busy rehta hai,
aur uski biwi idhar tere bed pe sukoon le rahi hai!"
Jolly ne halka se apna glass Shekhawat ki taraf uthaya,
aur bola:
"Sahi bola...
Pushpa ko laga woh mujhe use kar raha hai,
lekin asli game main chal raha hoon.
Uski patni ka dil bhi,
aur badan bhi,
ab mera ho chuka hai."
Shekhawat ne aankhon mein lust bhara hua bola:
"Ek din mujhe bhi bhabhi ka darshan kara de bhai...
bas ek baar aankhon se dekh loon woh asli cheez...
kya chiz chhupake rakha hai."
Jolly ne dirty smirk ke saath bola:
"Koi din fix karenge...
par dekh ke sambhalna...
bhabhi bas dekhne se nahi,
bhook jagane waali hai..."
Aur dono ne whisky ka glass clink karte hue
ek dusre ki aankhon mein naughty smile ke saath
ye forbidden baat khatam ki.
Jolly ke mann mein sirf ek cheez thi:
"Srivalli ab sirf meri hai —
aur duniya ko pata bhi nahi chalega
ki kaise ek pure shareef patni ko
maine apne hawas aur pyaar mein lapet liya hai."