Incest GHAR KI AAG (URDU)

[Baba Kamdev]

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★ GHAR KI AAG ★
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♡ INDEX ♡​

Episode 01	Episode 02	Episode 03	Episode 04
Episode 05	Episode 06	Episode 07	Episode 08
Episode 09	Episode 10	Episode 11	Episode 12
Episode 13	Episode 14	Episode 15	Episode 16/1
Episode 16/2	Episode 17	Episode 18	Episode 19
Episode 20	Episode 21	Episode 22	Episode 23/1
Episode 23/2	Episode 24	Episode 25	Episode 26
Episode 27	Episode 28	Episode 29	Episode 30
Episode 31	Episode 32	Episode 33	Episode 34
Episode 35	Episode 36	Episode 37	Episode 38
Episode 39/1	Episode 39/2	Episode 40/1	Episode 40/2
Episode 41	Episode 42	Episode 43	Episode 44
Update 45	Update 46	Update 47	Update 48

 

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Lajawab bilal to apna haq wasool raha

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Lajawab bilal to apna haq wasool raha

Bahoth Shukriya bhai.

 

[StoneCold]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 40(Part-1): Khamosh Gunah Aur Sulagta Safar​

Scene 1: Bhai Ki Teesri Aankh Aur Badalte Jazbat

Multan ke us guest house mein dopahar ki dhoop khidkiyon se jhank rahi thi, magar andar ka mahool abhi bhi kisi sangeen khamoshi ke bojh tale daba hua tha. Bilal ne jo dopahar ka khana baahar se order kiya tha, uski delivery ki bell baji. Bilal ne khana lekar table par rakha. Shamim Banu, jo apne andar ke darr aur Bilal ke sath hue us achanak hamle aur adhure jinsi khel ki garmi se abhi tak thodi be-chain thin, unhone khud ko masroof dikhane ke liye jaldi-jaldi plates lagani shuru kar din taake dhyan bhatak sake.

Idhar bahar dalaan mein sofay par baitha Bilal ceiling ko ghurte hue gehre khayalon mein gum tha. Achanak uske zehan mein ek baat khatki.


Usne socha ke hamesha baatein karne wali, chulbuli Farah— aur har baat par chaukanna rehne wali, aur har cheez par paini nigah rakhne wali, Zoya— uski dono jawan behnein achanak itni khamosh aur ghum-sum kyun hain?


Jab wo dono baahar se andar aayin thin, toh unka huliya bikhra hua tha, chehre uday hue thay aur dono buri tarah ghabrai hui thin.

'Agar unhone mujhe aur Ammi ko pahle kabhi is haal mein dekh liya hota, toh unke chehron par gusse ya shak ke jazbaat hote... magar unki aankhon mein toh ek ajeeb sa gham aur khof tha. Kahin baahar unke sath kuch ghalat toh nahi hua?' Is khayal ke aate hi Bilal ke andar ka mardana ghairat aur fikar jaag uthi. Wo jhatke se bister se utha aur seedha unke kamre ki taraf badh gaya.

Bilal ne bina knock kiye jaise hi unke kamre ka darwaza khola, samne ka manzar dekh kar dono taraf ek ajeeb soorat-e-haal aur jhijak chha gayi.


Zoya abhi naha kar aayi thi aur uske gore, sunehri jism par sirf ek safed towel kasa hua tha jo uske bhaari 34B mammon ke ubhaar aur naram raano ko adha nanga kar raha tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre thay aur jism par paani ki boondein chamak rahi thin.

Bilal ke achanak andar dakhil hone se Zoya ne darr kar dono hath apne towel par kas liye, aur Farah jo bister par Zoya ke saath hi baithi thi, wo bhi jhatke se khadi ho gayi.


Bilal ki nazron mein ek lamhe ke liye Zoya ka wo towel mein lapeta raseela badan utar gaya, jisse uski pants ke andar soye hue 8-inch ke mote lund ne halki si karwat li. Magar apni fikar ke aage usne is halchal ko dabaya aur aage badha.

"Zoya... Farah... kya baatien horahin thi tum dono ki? Itna sannaata kyun hai kamre mein?" Bilal ne aage badhte hue dhere se poocha.

Zoya ne ghabra kar apne towel ko upar sarkaaya aur nazrein jhukate hue baat ko talne ki koshish ki, "Kuch... kuch nahi Bhaiya. Bas dhoop zyada thi baahar, toh thoda sar mein dard hai aur thakan ho gayi hai."

Bilal ne Zoya ke uday hue chehre ko dekha aur phir bister par baith-ti Farah ki taraf muda, jo lagatar apni ungliyan chatakh rahi thi. Usne phir se sawal kiya. "Sar dard mein huliya bighar jata hai kya? Tum dono jab andar aayin thin, toh aise haanp rahi thin jaise peeche koi bhoot laga ho. Aur Nida ka ghar kounsa door hai jo itni thhak gayi ho?"

Farah ne thuk nigla aur jaldi se Zoya ki baat ka sath dete hue boli, "Wo... Bhaiya actual mein market mein bheed zyada thi na, aur dhoop ki wajah se dum ghutne laga tha... bas is liye thodi ghabrahat ho gayi thi."

Bilal ke shatir dimaag ne fauran pakad liya ke dono bahaane baatein bana rahin hain. Wo ek qadam aur qareeb aaya. "Market mein bheed thi? Lekin tum log toh seedha Nida ke ghar gayi thin na usse milne? Phir bheed kahan se aa gayi?"


Zoya ka dil jhatke se dhadka. Usne baal jhatakte hue baat ghumayi, "Haan... matlab Nida ghar par nahi thi, toh ham market ki taraf nikal gayin. Baahar gali mein kafi rash tha, aur rikshaw bhi nahi mil raha tha."

Bilal ne apni bahein seene par kas leen aur uski mardana, tharki nazrein Zoya ke towel ke upar se uchhalte mammon se hoti hui unki jhooti aankhon mein dhas gayan. "Accha? Agar gali mein rash tha, toh darr kaisa? Mujhe sach batao... baahar kisi ne tumhein chheda toh nahi? Gali ke paas khade kisi aawaara ne koi badd-tameezi ki?"

"Nahi Bhaiya! Khuda ki qasam aisi koi baat nahi hai. Kisi ki itni jurrat kahan..." Farah ne jhat se kaha, magar uski aawaz ki thartharahat uske jhoot ki gawaahi de rahi thi.

"Toh phir darr kyun rahi ho?" Bilal ne ab bilkul nishane par teer maara. "Kisi mard ne hath lagane ki jurrat ki kya? Ya kisi ne rasta roka tha? Tum dono mujhse jhoot bol rahi ho. Jab tum andar aayin thin, tumhare chehron par thakan nahi... aisi dehshat thi jaise tumne kuch aisa dekh liya ho jo tumhein nahi dekhna chahiye tha., jaise kuch bahoth hi ghalat hua hai... Mujhe fikar horahi hai."

Bilal ki is darja mardana ghairat aur apni behno ke liye is be-panah fikar-mandi aur hifazat wale jazbe ne Zoya aur Farah ke dilon ke andar ek ajeeb si halchal macha di. Unke dilon mein apne sage bhai ke liye izzat, pyaar aur ek an-jaani jinsi kashish aur zyada gehri ho gayi. Zoya ne jab Bilal ke us fikar aur gusse se bhare chehre ko dekha, toh usey Nida ka wo baap yaad aya jo apni beti ko chodh raha tha... aur phir apne samne uski hifazat ke liye khada uska apna bhai tha, jo unki aabroo ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak ja sakta tha. Khas kar Zoya ke dil mein Bilal ke is mardana roop ko dekh kar pyaar aur izzat ka ek naya hi samandar ubalne laga.

Zoya ne thoda normal hone ki koshish ki, uske labon par ek dabi hui jhijak thi, "Bhaiya... aap toh khama-kha pareshan ho rahe hain. Hamare sath koi badd-tameezi kyun karega? Hum bilkul theek hain. Bas wo... Nida se milna nahi hosaka aur hamara waqt bhi kharab hua, toh dil ajeeb sa ho gaya."

Bilal ne gehri saans li. Usey samajh aa raha tha ke yeh dono kuch toh zaroor chhupa rahin hain aur unka har jawab ek naya bahaana hai, magar wo ab isse zyada dabao nahi banana chahta tha. Uska 8-inch ka lund ab towel se jhankti Zoya ki gori raano ko dekh kar pants ke andar poori tarah akadh chuka tha.

"Theek hai... agar tum log keh rahi ho toh maan leta hoon. Magar yaad rakhna, main tumhara bhai hoon, mujhse kuch chhupane ki zaroorat nahi hai," Bilal ne dhere se kaha, uski aawaz mein ab ek dabi hui mardana garmi thi jo Zoya ke towel se jhankte mommon ko dekh kar paida hui thi.


"Chalo, Ammi ne khana laga diya hai. Zoya, tum jaldi se kapde badlo aur Farah tum bhi baahar aao."

Bilal mud kar kamre se baahar nikal gaya, magar darwaza band hote hi Zoya ne bister par baith kar ek gehri saans li. Uski choot mein Bilal ki us mardana fikar aur unki aapas ki is 'preshan kun sorat-e-haal' ko dekh kar ek baar phir geelapan mehsoos hone laga tha.

Farah ne gehri saans li aur bister par baithte hue apna chehra dono haathon mein chhupa liya.

"Hum zyada der tak yeh baat chhupa nahi sakenge," usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.

Zoya kuch lamhe khamosh rahi. Uski nazrein farsh par jami thin, jaise wo apne zehan mein chalne wale toofan ko sametne ki koshish kar rahi ho.

"Main jaanti hoon," usne aahista se jawab diya. "Magar jo humne dekha... uska zikr karna bhi mushkil lag raha hai."


Farah ne sar utha kar uski taraf dekha. "Bilal Bhai ko shak ho gaya hai. Unhone hamari har baat pakad li."

"Shak toh hua hai," Zoya boli, "lekin abhi unhein sach ka andaza nahi. Aur filhaal yahi behtar hai."

Dono kuch der tak khamosh baithi rahin. Baahar se bartan rakhe jaane ki awaazein aa rahi thin. Guest house ka aam sa mahool apni jagah tha, lekin un dono ke liye sab kuch badla hua mehsoos ho raha tha.

"Kya aapko nahi lagta ke Nida Baji se baat karke hi hamari uljhan kuch kam hosakti hai?" Farah ne poocha.

Isi dauran darwaze par halki si dastak hui.

"Jaldi aao dono," Shamim Banu ki awaaz aayi. "Khana thanda ho raha hai, aur hamein nikalna bhi hai yahan se der horahi hai."

Zoya aur Farah ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono samajh gayin ke filhaal unhein apne jazbaat aur sawalon ko dil mein daba kar aam dikhna hoga.

Scene 2: Nida ki Daastan Aur Motorway Ka Garam Safar

Zoya ne jaldi se apna towel utara aur ek haseen, tight kurti aur trouser pehen liya, jabki Farah pehle se hi taiyar thi. Dono behnein kamre se nikal kar guest house ke chote se dining area mein aayin jahan Shamim Banu aur Bilal pehle se hi khane ki plates lagaye baithe thay.


Table par ajeeb sa mahool tha. Charo jism ek sath baithe thay, magar sab ke dimaag alg-alag gunahon aur hawas ke samandar mein doobe hue thay:

Shamim Begum chup-chap roti tod rahi thin, magar unki nazrein baar-baar apni betiyon ke chehron par tik jatin ke kahin unhe koi shak toh nahi hua..?, Bilal ke sath unka khel toh nahi pakda gaya..?

Bilal khana khate hue bhi apni gehri, mardana nazron se dono behno ke jismon aur unki khamoshi ko taanp raha tha.

Zoya aur Farah nazrein jhukaye khana kha rahi thin, magar unke zehan mein abhi bhi Nida aur uske baap ka wo khaufnaak manzar, aur Nida ki wo cheekhein hi ghoom rahi thi.

"Bilal... gari mein petrol aur baqi cheezein check kar li hain na? Hamein shaam tak Lahore pohanch jana chahiye, Naseem baar-baar phone kar rahi thi," Shamim ne mahool ki khamoshi ko torne ke liye dhere se kaha.


Bilal ne roti aur salan ka luqma mooh mein dalte hue Zoya ki taraf dekha, jo apni kurti ke andar apne mammon ko bacha rahi thi. "Haan Ammi, sab check hai. Khana khatam karte hi hum nikal rahe hain. Safar lamba hai aur main bhi yahi chahta hoon ke raat ke andhere se pehle hum Lahore pahonch chuke hon."

Khana khane ke baad sab ne jaldi-jaldi apna saman samaita. Bilal ne saari bags gari ki diggi mein rakhin. Guest house ka darwaza lock karke jab sab gari ke paas pohanche, toh baithne ke nizam ne ek naya rukh liya.

Hamesha Farah ya Zoya aage ki seat par baithti thin, magar aaj dono behnein darr aur ek ajeeb jhijak ki wajah se chup-chap pichli seat par ek sath baith gayin. Shamim Banu aage ki seat par Bilal ke barabar baith gayan.

Bilal ne gaari ka AC on kiya, Honda Civic ka gathila engine ek sarsarahat ke sath jaag utha, aur kuch hi der mein unki gaari Multan ke rihaishi ilaqon ko peechhe chhodti hui sufiyaana shehar ki hadood se baahar nikal aayi. Gari jaise hi Multan Motorway Interchange ke makhmali, kaali aur chamakti road par chadhi, Bilal ne speed badha di. Sui 120 ko chhoo rahi thi, magar gaari ke andar ka sannaata motorway ki hawa se bhi zyada bhaari aur sangeen tha.

Achanak, pichli seat par baithi Zoya ke purse ke andar rakha hua phone lagatar thar-tharane laga. Ek ke baad ek, lagatar teen se chaar baar phone ki ring baji. Gaari ke khamosh cabin mein phone ki aawaz sunkar Shamim ne dhere se peechhe mud kar dekha, aur driving seat par baithe Bilal ki nazrein bhi jhatke se backview mirror par tik gayin.


Zoya ne ghabra kar purse se phone nikala. Screen par "Nida" ka naam chamak raha tha. Zoya ka dil jhatke se uski chhaati mein dhadaakne laga. Usne darr kar Farah ki taraf dekha, jo uske barabar dubak kar baithi thi. Bilal aur Shamim ke aage ki seats par mojood hone ki wajah se call uthana mumkin nahi tha, isliye Farah ne ungliyan chala kar ishara kiya ki mslessage par baat ki jaa sakti hai.

Farah ke ishare par Zoya ne rukhay andaz mein pehla message kiya:

Zoya: "Kya hai? Kyun baar-baar call kar rahi ho?"

Udhar Nida jaise screen par hi nazrein jamaye baithi thi. Fauran apna message likhna chalu kiya.

Nida: "Zoya, Khuda ke liye mujhse naraz mat ho. Mujhe pata hai tum dono ne sab dekh liya hai. Tum dono jab darwaze se bhaagin, maine khidki ke baahar se tum dono ko awaaz lagati rahi, tum ne tab bhi meri ek na suni. Please, meri baat suno, main koi randi nahi hoon!"


Zoya ne jab yeh parha, toh uski chhaati zor-zor se upar-neeche hone lagi. Nida ko sab maloom tha! Uske andar gussa aur hawas dono ek sath sir uthane lage. Usne tez-tez unglian chalayin:


Zoya: "Randi nahi ho toh aur kya ho? Apne sage baap ke samne kutti bani hui thi tum! Hum toh tumhein bohot shareef aur parsa samajhte thay. Aur tum... tumhara sago baap (tumhari choot mein wo mota lund thoons raha tha) kya kar rahe the, aur tum cheekh rahi thin ke 'Abbu zor se faadh do!' Hamein ghin aa rahi hai tumse."

Farah ne apni gardan Zoya ke kandhe par tikayi hui thi, dono ki saansein ek doosre ke jism ko garm kar rahi thin. Nida ka lamba reply aaya:

Nida: "Zoya... shuruat mein mujhe bhi aisi hi ghin aayi thi. Tumhein kya lagta hai yeh sab ek din mein hua? Do saal pehle jab Ammi guzar gayin, toh Abbu bilkul akele ho gaye thay. Ek raat main unke kamre mein pani dene gayi, toh unhone ghalati se neend mein mera hath pakad liya aur mujhe jhatke se apni goud mein bitha liya. Unka lund pants ke andar lohe ki salaakh ki tarah khada tha. Main darr gayi thi, aur unki is harkat par zor se chillane lag gayi. Mere chillane par wo hadbada kar uthe aur rone lag gaye... unhone hath jod kar kaha ke unhe neend mein Ammi ki yaad aa rahi thi aur unhein laga main Ammi hoon. Unhone kaha ghalati se ho gaya ye sab."

Zoya ne dhere se thuk nigla, uski dil ki dharkan tej ho gayi thi. Usne agla sawal daaga:

Zoya: "Phir? Tumne unhe maaf kardiya?"

Nida: "Ammi ka sunkar main thoda pighal gayi thi, mujhe laga shayad waqai neend mein ghalati hui. Magar uske baad mahool badal gaya. Aksar raaton ko jab main unke kamre ke paas se guzarti, toh unhe bister par tadapte, rote aur akelepan mein apne us mote lund ko masalte dekhti. Wo Ammi ko yaad karke rote thay. Mujhe unke is haal par taras bhi aata tha aur andar hi andar ek ajeeb sa khauf bhi hota tha."

Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha, Farah messege padhte hue Bilal bhai ki us 'fikar' ko yaad karte hue garam horahi thi. Zoya ne agla message type kiya:

Zoya: "Yahan tak toh sab theek tha, unka dukh samajh aata hai... phir kisne shuru kiya yeh sab? Kisne hadd paar ki?"

Nida: "Maine... Zoya, main unki wo mardana tadap zyada din dekh nahi saki. Ek raat wo kafi takleef mein thay. Maine unhe sukoon dene ke liye unka hath pakda, aur dhere se unke pants ke upar se hi unka lund thoda sehla diya... dabi hui aawaz mein unhone mujhe pakad liya. Bas, wahin se hamara yeh silsila shuru ho gaya."

Zoya ki saans bhari hone lagi thi. Nida ka sage baap ke lund ko sehlana uske zehan par chha raha tha.

Zoya: "Lekin kaise? Sirf sehlane se baat itni aage kaise badh gayi ke tum unke samne nangi hone lagin?"

Nida: "Pehle-pehle sirf kapdon ke upar se hi hota tha. Main unki goud mein baith jati aur wo kapdon ke upar se meri chhaati daboojhte thay. Magar kabhi kabhi jab wo zyada garam hote, toh kapdon ke upar se hi meri bund (gaand) par pichhe se jaandaar dhakke laga dete thay. Us ragad se mere aur unke dono ke kapde gande hone lage thay. Mujhe pehle-pehle kafi ghin aati thi aur main mana karne lagi ke Abbu kapde kharab ho jaate hain..."


Farah ne Zoya ke hath par apni pakar majboot ki, uski unglian kaanp rahi thin. Zoya ne jaldi se poocha:

Zoya: "Toh phir unhone kya kiya jab tumne mana kiya?"

Nida: "Jab maine kapde gande hone par mana kiya, toh unhone ek naya rasta nikala. Unhone kaha 'Phir kapde utar diya karo'. Ek raat unhone apni pants neeche ki aur apna wo nanga, mota lund baahar nikal kar mere hath mein de diya aur kaha isse maslo. Jab maine pehli baar unka wo nanga lohe jaisa lund apne hath mein pakda, toh mera poora jism kaanp utha tha, Zoya! Wo itna garam aur gathila tha ke main dekhti reh gayi. Phir unhone meri shalwar neeche sarka di aur apne lund ka topa meri nangi gaand ke patton ke beech ragadna shuru kiya. Nange jism ki wo ragad... uff, usne meri soyi hui hawas ko jaga diya."

Zoya ki kurti ke andar uske mamme ab tej-tej saans lene ki wajah se uchhal rahe thay. Usne thartharate hathon se type kiya:

Zoya: "Tumne unhe roka nahi? Wo tumhara baap hai, Nida! Unka lund tumhari choot ke qareeb tha, tumhein darr nahi laga?"

Nida: "Darr kaisa Zoya? Jab sage baap ka nanga jism aapke nange badan se ragadta hai na, toh saari dunya ka darr khatam ho jata hai. Unhone mujhse kaha 'Nida, tu meri beti hai, tera yeh jism mera hi toh hissa hai, maine hi isse paida kiya hai. Agar main iska maza loon toh ismein gunah kaisa? Baahar kisi paraye mard ke paas ja kar jism barbaad karne se behtar hai ke tu apne baap ka dil behla aur meri hifazat mein reh.' Unki is baat ne mardana haq ki tarah mere dimaag par asar kiya. Mujhe laga wo sahi keh rahe hain."

Zoya: "Magar phir baat wahan tak kaise pohanchi? Jo humne dekha... wo toh haivaniyat thi!"

Nida: "Hahaha... wo haivaniyat hi toh asli nasha hai, Zoya. Ek raat unka sabr toot gaya. Unhone mujhe bister par ulta jhuka diya, meri gaand ko dono hathon se phailaaya aur bina bataye ek jaandaar dhakka mara! Unka wo 8-inch ka mota lund meri kunwari choot ko faadta hua andar dhas gaya. Main dard se cheekh uthi thi, meri aankhon se aansu nikal gaye thay... magar unhone taras nahi khaya. Wo pichhe se meri gaand par thappad maar rahe thay (Phat! Phat!) aur mujhe gaaliyan dekar chod rahe thay. Us dard ke baad jo maza shuru hua... usne mujhe unka Ghulam bana diya. Ab main unke samne khud kutti banti hoon, unka lund chushthi hoon... kyunke sage baap ke lund ka jo dabdaba aur nasha hai, wo kisi mard mein nahi!"


Zoya aur Farah ne jab yeh aakhri message parha, toh dono ke andar jaise aag ka koi shola bhatak utha. Nida ki is besharm dastan ne unke dilon se baap-bhai ke rishte ki parsaayi ka parda poori tarah noch liya tha.

Zoya ne phone lock kiya aur purse mein daal diya. Dono behnon ki choot andar se bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. Unhone ek dusre ko dekha, aur sharmili muskurahat ke saath chupke se kurte ke neeche se apni apni shalwar mein haath daal liya aur apne bhai ko zahen mein sonchte hue ungli chalayi, kuchi hi der mein tez sanso ke saath farigh hokar gehri neend mein chali gayi..

Scene 3: Safar Ka Agla Hissa – Khamosh Aur Besharam Khel

Honda Civic motorway ki sarak par bilkul rawani se daud rahi thi.


Pichli seat par Zoya aur Farah farigh hone ke baad thak kar ek-doosre ke sahare par gehri neend mein so chuki thin. Unki dheemi aur sarsarati hui saansein bata rahi thin ke wo ab is dunya se bilkul be-khabar hain. Bilal ne gaari ki speed ko 90 -100 par cruise control par daal diya, taake uske dono hath aur dimaag free ho sakein.

IRVM (backview mirror) mein Bilal ne peehce dekha. Dono behno ki aankhein sakhti se band thin.


Bilal ke chehre par ek shatirana muskurahat daud gayi. Usne gaari ke AC ko thoda aur tej kiya, taake uski sarsarahat mein gaari ke andar ki koi bhi halki-phulki aawaz dab sake. Ab gaari ke andar sirf AC ki sarsarahat thi aur ek bhari khamoshi.

Bilal ne bina koi aawaz kiye, nehayat besharmi se apna baayein (left) hath apni pants ki zip par rakha.


Usne bohot dheere se zip ko neeche sarkaaya, taake uski 'charr' ki aawaz bhi peehce na jaye. Zip khulte hi, uske andar se 8-inch ka mota, surkh aur lohe ki salaakh ki tarah akra hua lund jhatke se baahar nikal aaya.Bilal ne use apni pants ke upar tikaya, jo driving wheel ke bilkul neeche unki maa—Shamim Banu—ki seat ki taraf rukh kiye khada tha.

Bilal ne apni Ammi ki garam raan par halki si thhapki lagakar unhe apni taraf mutawajjah kiya.

Shamim Banu, jo khidki se baahar dekh rahi thin, wo ye jhatke se kaanp uthin. Phir darrte-darrte Bilal ke isharay par apni nazrein neeche kin. Apne sage bete ka itna bhayanak aur mota lund is tarah khula dekh kar unki saans halk qalaq mein atak gayi.

"Ahhh... Bilal!"... Halki aur bahoth dheemi awaaz unke gale se nikli aur AC ki sarsarahat mein gum hogayi.

Unhone darr kar fauran peehce dekha, magar betiyon ko sota pa kar unki jaan mein jaan aayi. "Yeh... yeh kya bad-tameezi hai? Safar mein toh baaz aa jao. Gari chala rahe ho tum."

Bilal ne unhe khamosh rahne ka ishara kiya apni ungli se, aur kuch kahe bina sirf apni unglian lund par feri aur apni maa ki taraf dekh kar shatirana andaz mein sir hilaya, jiska saaf matlab tha—Isse dekho aur jo main kehta hoon wo karo.Phir Bilal ne apni unglian apni maa ki kasee hui malmal ki kurti ke button ki janib kar unhe kholne ka ishara kiya.

Shamim ne darr aur sharm se sir hilakar mana kiya, unki aankhon mein darr aur sharmindagi tairne lagi. Unhone hath se ishara kiya ke peehce betiyan hain, Khuda ke liye aisi harqat mat karo.Magar Bilal ka chehra sakht ho gaya. Usne gaari ki speed thodi kam ki aur dashboard par hath rakh kar ishara kiya ke agar unhone baat nahi maani, toh wo gaari yahin motorway ke kinare rok kar sabko jaga dega.

Bilal ke is khamosh mardana dabdabe aur dhamki ke samne Shamim Banu bilkul majboor ho gayin. Unka dil zor-zor se chhaati mein dhaddak raha tha. Unhone kaanpte hue hathon se apni kurti ka pehla button khola... phir doosra... aur phir teesra.

Kurti ke button khulte hi unki gori, makhmali chhaati ka gehra cleavage baahar nikal aaya, jahan safed rang ki tight bra mein unke 36C ke bhaari mamme ubal rahe thay.


Bilal ne driving seat se sirf apni do unglian unki bra ke cup par pherne ka ishara kiya


aur phir apna hath neeche le ja kar apne lund ko dhere-dheere muthi mein band karke hilane laga.


Shamim ne sharm se apni aankhein band kar leen. Unhone bina koi aawaz kiye, apne hi hathon se apni bra ke cup ko dhere se neeche sarkaaya. Bra ke sarakte hi unka baayein (left) taraf ka poora bhara hua, gora-chitta mamma baahar nikal aaya.


Us mamme ke bilkul beech mein ek bada, bhura (brown) rang ka nanga nipple akra hua tha, jo safar ke jhatkon ke sath upar-neeche hil raha tha.

Bilal ki aankhein apni sagee maa ke us nange, raseele mamme ko dekh kar chamak utthin. Usne unhe chhuye bina, door se hi hawa mein muthi meenchne ka ishara kiya ke — Apne hath se isse maslo.

Shamim ka apna jism ab is khamosh hawas ki aag mein sulag raha tha. Unhone apna hi hath badhaya aur apne us bhare hue gore mamme ko poori muthi mein bhar kar khud hi zor-zor se masalne lagin. Unka apna hath jab unke nange jism par pisa, toh unke mooh se ek dbi hui siskari nikalne hi wali thi ke unhone doosra hath apne mooh par sakhti se rakh liya.


Unka nanga mamma unhi ke hathon mein upar-neeche dab raha tha aur nipple akarta ja raha tha.

Bilal ne dekh kar apna lund aur tej-tej hilana shuru kiya, uski ragon mein khoon ubal raha tha. Usne phir ek aur ishara kiya — apni ungli mooh mein daal kar dikhayi aur phir unke mamme ki taraf ishara kiya.

Shamim ke hosh ud gaye. Wo samajh gayin ke unka beta kya chahta hai. Sharm aur darr ki aakhri hadd bhi toot chuki thi. Shamim ne dhere se apni gardan neeche ki, unka jism seat par thoda aage ko jhuka, aur unhone apne hi mooh mein apne us gore mamme ke akre hue nipple ko le liya.


Wo khud hi apne mamme ko choosne aur chabane lagin, jabki unka hath lagatar us raseele jism ko masal raha tha.

Yeh manzar is qadar besharam aur khamosh tha ke Bilal ka sabr tootne laga. Usne apna hath unki shalwar ki taraf ishara karte hue hilaya — Neeche hath dalo.

Shamim Banu ab poori tarah se ek maa ke rishte ko bhool kar us khamosh hawas ki daldal mein doob chuki thin. Unhone apna baayein hath apni cotton ki shalwar ke andar daal diya.


Shalwar ke andar jate hi unka hath unki apni choot par laga, jo pehle se hi bete ke lund ko dekh kar pani chhod chuki thi.

Shamim apne hi mamme ko mooh mein liye choos rahi thi aur shalwar mein hath daal kar apni unglian apni choot par ragad rahi thi, jabki driving seat par baitha unke sage bete ka 8-inch ka mota lund uske hath mein tez-tez upar-neeche ho raha tha. Dono ki nazrein ek-doosre par tikki thin—ek taraf beta apna lund sahla raha tha aur doosri taraf maa khud ko farigh kar rahi thi.

AC ke shor mein sirf unki bhaari aur garm saanso ke lene ki dheemi aawaz thi.

Achanak, Shamim ka jism jhatke khane laga. Unki unglian shalwar ke andar tej chalne lagin aur unhone apna mamma mooh se nikaal kar zor se aakhri baar masla. Unki choot ne garam pani ka pichkaari chhod diya aur wo bina koi aawaz kiye, seat se tikh kar farigh ho gayin.

Usi lamhe, Bilal ne bhi apne lund par aakhri kuch tez jhatke maare. Uska mota lund lohe ki tarah akra aur uske tope se gaadha, sufaid mani (semen) ke fawware nikal-nikal kar dashboard aur unke beech ki jagah par girne lage. Bilal ne gehra saans liya aur farigh hote hi apna lund wapis pants ke andar karke zip band kar li.

Shamim ne jaldi se apni bra ka cup upar kiya, kurti ke button band kiye aur tissue se sab saaf karke seedhi baith gayin, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Gaari ab motorway par apni poori raftar se Lahore ki taraf badh rahi thi, jahan haveli inke isteqbal ko taiyyar thi.

**Episode Abhi Khatam Nahi Hua Hai**

Cliffhanger: Jab Multan ke yeh sulagte hue jism haveli ki is rangeen aag se takrayenge, toh agla dhamaka kis hadd tak jayega? Kya Zoya aur Farah haveli pohanch kar bhi apne is naye roop ko chhupa payengi, ya phir Bilal aur Hamza milkar is khel ko koi naya rukh dene wale hain?

Bhot he Kamaal .........

 

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**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 40(Part-1): Khamosh Gunah Aur Sulagta Safar​

Scene 1: Bhai Ki Teesri Aankh Aur Badalte Jazbat

Multan ke us guest house mein dopahar ki dhoop khidkiyon se jhank rahi thi, magar andar ka mahool abhi bhi kisi sangeen khamoshi ke bojh tale daba hua tha. Bilal ne jo dopahar ka khana baahar se order kiya tha, uski delivery ki bell baji. Bilal ne khana lekar table par rakha. Shamim Banu, jo apne andar ke darr aur Bilal ke sath hue us achanak hamle aur adhure jinsi khel ki garmi se abhi tak thodi be-chain thin, unhone khud ko masroof dikhane ke liye jaldi-jaldi plates lagani shuru kar din taake dhyan bhatak sake.

Idhar bahar dalaan mein sofay par baitha Bilal ceiling ko ghurte hue gehre khayalon mein gum tha. Achanak uske zehan mein ek baat khatki.


Usne socha ke hamesha baatein karne wali, chulbuli Farah— aur har baat par chaukanna rehne wali, aur har cheez par paini nigah rakhne wali, Zoya— uski dono jawan behnein achanak itni khamosh aur ghum-sum kyun hain?


Jab wo dono baahar se andar aayin thin, toh unka huliya bikhra hua tha, chehre uday hue thay aur dono buri tarah ghabrai hui thin.

'Agar unhone mujhe aur Ammi ko pahle kabhi is haal mein dekh liya hota, toh unke chehron par gusse ya shak ke jazbaat hote... magar unki aankhon mein toh ek ajeeb sa gham aur khof tha. Kahin baahar unke sath kuch ghalat toh nahi hua?' Is khayal ke aate hi Bilal ke andar ka mardana ghairat aur fikar jaag uthi. Wo jhatke se bister se utha aur seedha unke kamre ki taraf badh gaya.

Bilal ne bina knock kiye jaise hi unke kamre ka darwaza khola, samne ka manzar dekh kar dono taraf ek ajeeb soorat-e-haal aur jhijak chha gayi.


Zoya abhi naha kar aayi thi aur uske gore, sunehri jism par sirf ek safed towel kasa hua tha jo uske bhaari 34B mammon ke ubhaar aur naram raano ko adha nanga kar raha tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre thay aur jism par paani ki boondein chamak rahi thin.

Bilal ke achanak andar dakhil hone se Zoya ne darr kar dono hath apne towel par kas liye, aur Farah jo bister par Zoya ke saath hi baithi thi, wo bhi jhatke se khadi ho gayi.


Bilal ki nazron mein ek lamhe ke liye Zoya ka wo towel mein lapeta raseela badan utar gaya, jisse uski pants ke andar soye hue 8-inch ke mote lund ne halki si karwat li. Magar apni fikar ke aage usne is halchal ko dabaya aur aage badha.

"Zoya... Farah... kya baatien horahin thi tum dono ki? Itna sannaata kyun hai kamre mein?" Bilal ne aage badhte hue dhere se poocha.

Zoya ne ghabra kar apne towel ko upar sarkaaya aur nazrein jhukate hue baat ko talne ki koshish ki, "Kuch... kuch nahi Bhaiya. Bas dhoop zyada thi baahar, toh thoda sar mein dard hai aur thakan ho gayi hai."

Bilal ne Zoya ke uday hue chehre ko dekha aur phir bister par baith-ti Farah ki taraf muda, jo lagatar apni ungliyan chatakh rahi thi. Usne phir se sawal kiya. "Sar dard mein huliya bighar jata hai kya? Tum dono jab andar aayin thin, toh aise haanp rahi thin jaise peeche koi bhoot laga ho. Aur Nida ka ghar kounsa door hai jo itni thhak gayi ho?"

Farah ne thuk nigla aur jaldi se Zoya ki baat ka sath dete hue boli, "Wo... Bhaiya actual mein market mein bheed zyada thi na, aur dhoop ki wajah se dum ghutne laga tha... bas is liye thodi ghabrahat ho gayi thi."

Bilal ke shatir dimaag ne fauran pakad liya ke dono bahaane baatein bana rahin hain. Wo ek qadam aur qareeb aaya. "Market mein bheed thi? Lekin tum log toh seedha Nida ke ghar gayi thin na usse milne? Phir bheed kahan se aa gayi?"


Zoya ka dil jhatke se dhadka. Usne baal jhatakte hue baat ghumayi, "Haan... matlab Nida ghar par nahi thi, toh ham market ki taraf nikal gayin. Baahar gali mein kafi rash tha, aur rikshaw bhi nahi mil raha tha."

Bilal ne apni bahein seene par kas leen aur uski mardana, tharki nazrein Zoya ke towel ke upar se uchhalte mammon se hoti hui unki jhooti aankhon mein dhas gayan. "Accha? Agar gali mein rash tha, toh darr kaisa? Mujhe sach batao... baahar kisi ne tumhein chheda toh nahi? Gali ke paas khade kisi aawaara ne koi badd-tameezi ki?"

"Nahi Bhaiya! Khuda ki qasam aisi koi baat nahi hai. Kisi ki itni jurrat kahan..." Farah ne jhat se kaha, magar uski aawaz ki thartharahat uske jhoot ki gawaahi de rahi thi.

"Toh phir darr kyun rahi ho?" Bilal ne ab bilkul nishane par teer maara. "Kisi mard ne hath lagane ki jurrat ki kya? Ya kisi ne rasta roka tha? Tum dono mujhse jhoot bol rahi ho. Jab tum andar aayin thin, tumhare chehron par thakan nahi... aisi dehshat thi jaise tumne kuch aisa dekh liya ho jo tumhein nahi dekhna chahiye tha., jaise kuch bahoth hi ghalat hua hai... Mujhe fikar horahi hai."

Bilal ki is darja mardana ghairat aur apni behno ke liye is be-panah fikar-mandi aur hifazat wale jazbe ne Zoya aur Farah ke dilon ke andar ek ajeeb si halchal macha di. Unke dilon mein apne sage bhai ke liye izzat, pyaar aur ek an-jaani jinsi kashish aur zyada gehri ho gayi. Zoya ne jab Bilal ke us fikar aur gusse se bhare chehre ko dekha, toh usey Nida ka wo baap yaad aya jo apni beti ko chodh raha tha... aur phir apne samne uski hifazat ke liye khada uska apna bhai tha, jo unki aabroo ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak ja sakta tha. Khas kar Zoya ke dil mein Bilal ke is mardana roop ko dekh kar pyaar aur izzat ka ek naya hi samandar ubalne laga.

Zoya ne thoda normal hone ki koshish ki, uske labon par ek dabi hui jhijak thi, "Bhaiya... aap toh khama-kha pareshan ho rahe hain. Hamare sath koi badd-tameezi kyun karega? Hum bilkul theek hain. Bas wo... Nida se milna nahi hosaka aur hamara waqt bhi kharab hua, toh dil ajeeb sa ho gaya."

Bilal ne gehri saans li. Usey samajh aa raha tha ke yeh dono kuch toh zaroor chhupa rahin hain aur unka har jawab ek naya bahaana hai, magar wo ab isse zyada dabao nahi banana chahta tha. Uska 8-inch ka lund ab towel se jhankti Zoya ki gori raano ko dekh kar pants ke andar poori tarah akadh chuka tha.

"Theek hai... agar tum log keh rahi ho toh maan leta hoon. Magar yaad rakhna, main tumhara bhai hoon, mujhse kuch chhupane ki zaroorat nahi hai," Bilal ne dhere se kaha, uski aawaz mein ab ek dabi hui mardana garmi thi jo Zoya ke towel se jhankte mommon ko dekh kar paida hui thi.


"Chalo, Ammi ne khana laga diya hai. Zoya, tum jaldi se kapde badlo aur Farah tum bhi baahar aao."

Bilal mud kar kamre se baahar nikal gaya, magar darwaza band hote hi Zoya ne bister par baith kar ek gehri saans li. Uski choot mein Bilal ki us mardana fikar aur unki aapas ki is 'preshan kun sorat-e-haal' ko dekh kar ek baar phir geelapan mehsoos hone laga tha.

Farah ne gehri saans li aur bister par baithte hue apna chehra dono haathon mein chhupa liya.

"Hum zyada der tak yeh baat chhupa nahi sakenge," usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.

Zoya kuch lamhe khamosh rahi. Uski nazrein farsh par jami thin, jaise wo apne zehan mein chalne wale toofan ko sametne ki koshish kar rahi ho.

"Main jaanti hoon," usne aahista se jawab diya. "Magar jo humne dekha... uska zikr karna bhi mushkil lag raha hai."


Farah ne sar utha kar uski taraf dekha. "Bilal Bhai ko shak ho gaya hai. Unhone hamari har baat pakad li."

"Shak toh hua hai," Zoya boli, "lekin abhi unhein sach ka andaza nahi. Aur filhaal yahi behtar hai."

Dono kuch der tak khamosh baithi rahin. Baahar se bartan rakhe jaane ki awaazein aa rahi thin. Guest house ka aam sa mahool apni jagah tha, lekin un dono ke liye sab kuch badla hua mehsoos ho raha tha.

"Kya aapko nahi lagta ke Nida Baji se baat karke hi hamari uljhan kuch kam hosakti hai?" Farah ne poocha.

Isi dauran darwaze par halki si dastak hui.

"Jaldi aao dono," Shamim Banu ki awaaz aayi. "Khana thanda ho raha hai, aur hamein nikalna bhi hai yahan se der horahi hai."

Zoya aur Farah ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono samajh gayin ke filhaal unhein apne jazbaat aur sawalon ko dil mein daba kar aam dikhna hoga.

Scene 2: Nida ki Daastan Aur Motorway Ka Garam Safar

Zoya ne jaldi se apna towel utara aur ek haseen, tight kurti aur trouser pehen liya, jabki Farah pehle se hi taiyar thi. Dono behnein kamre se nikal kar guest house ke chote se dining area mein aayin jahan Shamim Banu aur Bilal pehle se hi khane ki plates lagaye baithe thay.


Table par ajeeb sa mahool tha. Charo jism ek sath baithe thay, magar sab ke dimaag alg-alag gunahon aur hawas ke samandar mein doobe hue thay:

Shamim Begum chup-chap roti tod rahi thin, magar unki nazrein baar-baar apni betiyon ke chehron par tik jatin ke kahin unhe koi shak toh nahi hua..?, Bilal ke sath unka khel toh nahi pakda gaya..?

Bilal khana khate hue bhi apni gehri, mardana nazron se dono behno ke jismon aur unki khamoshi ko taanp raha tha.

Zoya aur Farah nazrein jhukaye khana kha rahi thin, magar unke zehan mein abhi bhi Nida aur uske baap ka wo khaufnaak manzar, aur Nida ki wo cheekhein hi ghoom rahi thi.

"Bilal... gari mein petrol aur baqi cheezein check kar li hain na? Hamein shaam tak Lahore pohanch jana chahiye, Naseem baar-baar phone kar rahi thi," Shamim ne mahool ki khamoshi ko torne ke liye dhere se kaha.


Bilal ne roti aur salan ka luqma mooh mein dalte hue Zoya ki taraf dekha, jo apni kurti ke andar apne mammon ko bacha rahi thi. "Haan Ammi, sab check hai. Khana khatam karte hi hum nikal rahe hain. Safar lamba hai aur main bhi yahi chahta hoon ke raat ke andhere se pehle hum Lahore pahonch chuke hon."

Khana khane ke baad sab ne jaldi-jaldi apna saman samaita. Bilal ne saari bags gari ki diggi mein rakhin. Guest house ka darwaza lock karke jab sab gari ke paas pohanche, toh baithne ke nizam ne ek naya rukh liya.

Hamesha Farah ya Zoya aage ki seat par baithti thin, magar aaj dono behnein darr aur ek ajeeb jhijak ki wajah se chup-chap pichli seat par ek sath baith gayin. Shamim Banu aage ki seat par Bilal ke barabar baith gayan.

Bilal ne gaari ka AC on kiya, Honda Civic ka gathila engine ek sarsarahat ke sath jaag utha, aur kuch hi der mein unki gaari Multan ke rihaishi ilaqon ko peechhe chhodti hui sufiyaana shehar ki hadood se baahar nikal aayi. Gari jaise hi Multan Motorway Interchange ke makhmali, kaali aur chamakti road par chadhi, Bilal ne speed badha di. Sui 120 ko chhoo rahi thi, magar gaari ke andar ka sannaata motorway ki hawa se bhi zyada bhaari aur sangeen tha.

Achanak, pichli seat par baithi Zoya ke purse ke andar rakha hua phone lagatar thar-tharane laga. Ek ke baad ek, lagatar teen se chaar baar phone ki ring baji. Gaari ke khamosh cabin mein phone ki aawaz sunkar Shamim ne dhere se peechhe mud kar dekha, aur driving seat par baithe Bilal ki nazrein bhi jhatke se backview mirror par tik gayin.


Zoya ne ghabra kar purse se phone nikala. Screen par "Nida" ka naam chamak raha tha. Zoya ka dil jhatke se uski chhaati mein dhadaakne laga. Usne darr kar Farah ki taraf dekha, jo uske barabar dubak kar baithi thi. Bilal aur Shamim ke aage ki seats par mojood hone ki wajah se call uthana mumkin nahi tha, isliye Farah ne ungliyan chala kar ishara kiya ki mslessage par baat ki jaa sakti hai.

Farah ke ishare par Zoya ne rukhay andaz mein pehla message kiya:

Zoya: "Kya hai? Kyun baar-baar call kar rahi ho?"

Udhar Nida jaise screen par hi nazrein jamaye baithi thi. Fauran apna message likhna chalu kiya.

Nida: "Zoya, Khuda ke liye mujhse naraz mat ho. Mujhe pata hai tum dono ne sab dekh liya hai. Tum dono jab darwaze se bhaagin, maine khidki ke baahar se tum dono ko awaaz lagati rahi, tum ne tab bhi meri ek na suni. Please, meri baat suno, main koi randi nahi hoon!"


Zoya ne jab yeh parha, toh uski chhaati zor-zor se upar-neeche hone lagi. Nida ko sab maloom tha! Uske andar gussa aur hawas dono ek sath sir uthane lage. Usne tez-tez unglian chalayin:


Zoya: "Randi nahi ho toh aur kya ho? Apne sage baap ke samne kutti bani hui thi tum! Hum toh tumhein bohot shareef aur parsa samajhte thay. Aur tum... tumhara sago baap (tumhari choot mein wo mota lund thoons raha tha) kya kar rahe the, aur tum cheekh rahi thin ke 'Abbu zor se faadh do!' Hamein ghin aa rahi hai tumse."

Farah ne apni gardan Zoya ke kandhe par tikayi hui thi, dono ki saansein ek doosre ke jism ko garm kar rahi thin. Nida ka lamba reply aaya:

Nida: "Zoya... shuruat mein mujhe bhi aisi hi ghin aayi thi. Tumhein kya lagta hai yeh sab ek din mein hua? Do saal pehle jab Ammi guzar gayin, toh Abbu bilkul akele ho gaye thay. Ek raat main unke kamre mein pani dene gayi, toh unhone ghalati se neend mein mera hath pakad liya aur mujhe jhatke se apni goud mein bitha liya. Unka lund pants ke andar lohe ki salaakh ki tarah khada tha. Main darr gayi thi, aur unki is harkat par zor se chillane lag gayi. Mere chillane par wo hadbada kar uthe aur rone lag gaye... unhone hath jod kar kaha ke unhe neend mein Ammi ki yaad aa rahi thi aur unhein laga main Ammi hoon. Unhone kaha ghalati se ho gaya ye sab."

Zoya ne dhere se thuk nigla, uski dil ki dharkan tej ho gayi thi. Usne agla sawal daaga:

Zoya: "Phir? Tumne unhe maaf kardiya?"

Nida: "Ammi ka sunkar main thoda pighal gayi thi, mujhe laga shayad waqai neend mein ghalati hui. Magar uske baad mahool badal gaya. Aksar raaton ko jab main unke kamre ke paas se guzarti, toh unhe bister par tadapte, rote aur akelepan mein apne us mote lund ko masalte dekhti. Wo Ammi ko yaad karke rote thay. Mujhe unke is haal par taras bhi aata tha aur andar hi andar ek ajeeb sa khauf bhi hota tha."

Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha, Farah messege padhte hue Bilal bhai ki us 'fikar' ko yaad karte hue garam horahi thi. Zoya ne agla message type kiya:

Zoya: "Yahan tak toh sab theek tha, unka dukh samajh aata hai... phir kisne shuru kiya yeh sab? Kisne hadd paar ki?"

Nida: "Maine... Zoya, main unki wo mardana tadap zyada din dekh nahi saki. Ek raat wo kafi takleef mein thay. Maine unhe sukoon dene ke liye unka hath pakda, aur dhere se unke pants ke upar se hi unka lund thoda sehla diya... dabi hui aawaz mein unhone mujhe pakad liya. Bas, wahin se hamara yeh silsila shuru ho gaya."

Zoya ki saans bhari hone lagi thi. Nida ka sage baap ke lund ko sehlana uske zehan par chha raha tha.

Zoya: "Lekin kaise? Sirf sehlane se baat itni aage kaise badh gayi ke tum unke samne nangi hone lagin?"

Nida: "Pehle-pehle sirf kapdon ke upar se hi hota tha. Main unki goud mein baith jati aur wo kapdon ke upar se meri chhaati daboojhte thay. Magar kabhi kabhi jab wo zyada garam hote, toh kapdon ke upar se hi meri bund (gaand) par pichhe se jaandaar dhakke laga dete thay. Us ragad se mere aur unke dono ke kapde gande hone lage thay. Mujhe pehle-pehle kafi ghin aati thi aur main mana karne lagi ke Abbu kapde kharab ho jaate hain..."


Farah ne Zoya ke hath par apni pakar majboot ki, uski unglian kaanp rahi thin. Zoya ne jaldi se poocha:

Zoya: "Toh phir unhone kya kiya jab tumne mana kiya?"

Nida: "Jab maine kapde gande hone par mana kiya, toh unhone ek naya rasta nikala. Unhone kaha 'Phir kapde utar diya karo'. Ek raat unhone apni pants neeche ki aur apna wo nanga, mota lund baahar nikal kar mere hath mein de diya aur kaha isse maslo. Jab maine pehli baar unka wo nanga lohe jaisa lund apne hath mein pakda, toh mera poora jism kaanp utha tha, Zoya! Wo itna garam aur gathila tha ke main dekhti reh gayi. Phir unhone meri shalwar neeche sarka di aur apne lund ka topa meri nangi gaand ke patton ke beech ragadna shuru kiya. Nange jism ki wo ragad... uff, usne meri soyi hui hawas ko jaga diya."

Zoya ki kurti ke andar uske mamme ab tej-tej saans lene ki wajah se uchhal rahe thay. Usne thartharate hathon se type kiya:

Zoya: "Tumne unhe roka nahi? Wo tumhara baap hai, Nida! Unka lund tumhari choot ke qareeb tha, tumhein darr nahi laga?"

Nida: "Darr kaisa Zoya? Jab sage baap ka nanga jism aapke nange badan se ragadta hai na, toh saari dunya ka darr khatam ho jata hai. Unhone mujhse kaha 'Nida, tu meri beti hai, tera yeh jism mera hi toh hissa hai, maine hi isse paida kiya hai. Agar main iska maza loon toh ismein gunah kaisa? Baahar kisi paraye mard ke paas ja kar jism barbaad karne se behtar hai ke tu apne baap ka dil behla aur meri hifazat mein reh.' Unki is baat ne mardana haq ki tarah mere dimaag par asar kiya. Mujhe laga wo sahi keh rahe hain."

Zoya: "Magar phir baat wahan tak kaise pohanchi? Jo humne dekha... wo toh haivaniyat thi!"

Nida: "Hahaha... wo haivaniyat hi toh asli nasha hai, Zoya. Ek raat unka sabr toot gaya. Unhone mujhe bister par ulta jhuka diya, meri gaand ko dono hathon se phailaaya aur bina bataye ek jaandaar dhakka mara! Unka wo 8-inch ka mota lund meri kunwari choot ko faadta hua andar dhas gaya. Main dard se cheekh uthi thi, meri aankhon se aansu nikal gaye thay... magar unhone taras nahi khaya. Wo pichhe se meri gaand par thappad maar rahe thay (Phat! Phat!) aur mujhe gaaliyan dekar chod rahe thay. Us dard ke baad jo maza shuru hua... usne mujhe unka Ghulam bana diya. Ab main unke samne khud kutti banti hoon, unka lund chushthi hoon... kyunke sage baap ke lund ka jo dabdaba aur nasha hai, wo kisi mard mein nahi!"


Zoya aur Farah ne jab yeh aakhri message parha, toh dono ke andar jaise aag ka koi shola bhatak utha. Nida ki is besharm dastan ne unke dilon se baap-bhai ke rishte ki parsaayi ka parda poori tarah noch liya tha.

Zoya ne phone lock kiya aur purse mein daal diya. Dono behnon ki choot andar se bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. Unhone ek dusre ko dekha, aur sharmili muskurahat ke saath chupke se kurte ke neeche se apni apni shalwar mein haath daal liya aur apne bhai ko zahen mein sonchte hue ungli chalayi, kuchi hi der mein tez sanso ke saath farigh hokar gehri neend mein chali gayi..

Scene 3: Safar Ka Agla Hissa – Khamosh Aur Besharam Khel

Honda Civic motorway ki sarak par bilkul rawani se daud rahi thi.


Pichli seat par Zoya aur Farah farigh hone ke baad thak kar ek-doosre ke sahare par gehri neend mein so chuki thin. Unki dheemi aur sarsarati hui saansein bata rahi thin ke wo ab is dunya se bilkul be-khabar hain. Bilal ne gaari ki speed ko 90 -100 par cruise control par daal diya, taake uske dono hath aur dimaag free ho sakein.

IRVM (backview mirror) mein Bilal ne peehce dekha. Dono behno ki aankhein sakhti se band thin.


Bilal ke chehre par ek shatirana muskurahat daud gayi. Usne gaari ke AC ko thoda aur tej kiya, taake uski sarsarahat mein gaari ke andar ki koi bhi halki-phulki aawaz dab sake. Ab gaari ke andar sirf AC ki sarsarahat thi aur ek bhari khamoshi.

Bilal ne bina koi aawaz kiye, nehayat besharmi se apna baayein (left) hath apni pants ki zip par rakha.


Usne bohot dheere se zip ko neeche sarkaaya, taake uski 'charr' ki aawaz bhi peehce na jaye. Zip khulte hi, uske andar se 8-inch ka mota, surkh aur lohe ki salaakh ki tarah akra hua lund jhatke se baahar nikal aaya.Bilal ne use apni pants ke upar tikaya, jo driving wheel ke bilkul neeche unki maa—Shamim Banu—ki seat ki taraf rukh kiye khada tha.

Bilal ne apni Ammi ki garam raan par halki si thhapki lagakar unhe apni taraf mutawajjah kiya.

Shamim Banu, jo khidki se baahar dekh rahi thin, wo ye jhatke se kaanp uthin. Phir darrte-darrte Bilal ke isharay par apni nazrein neeche kin. Apne sage bete ka itna bhayanak aur mota lund is tarah khula dekh kar unki saans halk qalaq mein atak gayi.

"Ahhh... Bilal!"... Halki aur bahoth dheemi awaaz unke gale se nikli aur AC ki sarsarahat mein gum hogayi.

Unhone darr kar fauran peehce dekha, magar betiyon ko sota pa kar unki jaan mein jaan aayi. "Yeh... yeh kya bad-tameezi hai? Safar mein toh baaz aa jao. Gari chala rahe ho tum."

Bilal ne unhe khamosh rahne ka ishara kiya apni ungli se, aur kuch kahe bina sirf apni unglian lund par feri aur apni maa ki taraf dekh kar shatirana andaz mein sir hilaya, jiska saaf matlab tha—Isse dekho aur jo main kehta hoon wo karo.Phir Bilal ne apni unglian apni maa ki kasee hui malmal ki kurti ke button ki janib kar unhe kholne ka ishara kiya.

Shamim ne darr aur sharm se sir hilakar mana kiya, unki aankhon mein darr aur sharmindagi tairne lagi. Unhone hath se ishara kiya ke peehce betiyan hain, Khuda ke liye aisi harqat mat karo.Magar Bilal ka chehra sakht ho gaya. Usne gaari ki speed thodi kam ki aur dashboard par hath rakh kar ishara kiya ke agar unhone baat nahi maani, toh wo gaari yahin motorway ke kinare rok kar sabko jaga dega.

Bilal ke is khamosh mardana dabdabe aur dhamki ke samne Shamim Banu bilkul majboor ho gayin. Unka dil zor-zor se chhaati mein dhaddak raha tha. Unhone kaanpte hue hathon se apni kurti ka pehla button khola... phir doosra... aur phir teesra.

Kurti ke button khulte hi unki gori, makhmali chhaati ka gehra cleavage baahar nikal aaya, jahan safed rang ki tight bra mein unke 36C ke bhaari mamme ubal rahe thay.


Bilal ne driving seat se sirf apni do unglian unki bra ke cup par pherne ka ishara kiya


aur phir apna hath neeche le ja kar apne lund ko dhere-dheere muthi mein band karke hilane laga.


Shamim ne sharm se apni aankhein band kar leen. Unhone bina koi aawaz kiye, apne hi hathon se apni bra ke cup ko dhere se neeche sarkaaya. Bra ke sarakte hi unka baayein (left) taraf ka poora bhara hua, gora-chitta mamma baahar nikal aaya.


Us mamme ke bilkul beech mein ek bada, bhura (brown) rang ka nanga nipple akra hua tha, jo safar ke jhatkon ke sath upar-neeche hil raha tha.

Bilal ki aankhein apni sagee maa ke us nange, raseele mamme ko dekh kar chamak utthin. Usne unhe chhuye bina, door se hi hawa mein muthi meenchne ka ishara kiya ke — Apne hath se isse maslo.

Shamim ka apna jism ab is khamosh hawas ki aag mein sulag raha tha. Unhone apna hi hath badhaya aur apne us bhare hue gore mamme ko poori muthi mein bhar kar khud hi zor-zor se masalne lagin. Unka apna hath jab unke nange jism par pisa, toh unke mooh se ek dbi hui siskari nikalne hi wali thi ke unhone doosra hath apne mooh par sakhti se rakh liya.


Unka nanga mamma unhi ke hathon mein upar-neeche dab raha tha aur nipple akarta ja raha tha.

Bilal ne dekh kar apna lund aur tej-tej hilana shuru kiya, uski ragon mein khoon ubal raha tha. Usne phir ek aur ishara kiya — apni ungli mooh mein daal kar dikhayi aur phir unke mamme ki taraf ishara kiya.

Shamim ke hosh ud gaye. Wo samajh gayin ke unka beta kya chahta hai. Sharm aur darr ki aakhri hadd bhi toot chuki thi. Shamim ne dhere se apni gardan neeche ki, unka jism seat par thoda aage ko jhuka, aur unhone apne hi mooh mein apne us gore mamme ke akre hue nipple ko le liya.


Wo khud hi apne mamme ko choosne aur chabane lagin, jabki unka hath lagatar us raseele jism ko masal raha tha.

Yeh manzar is qadar besharam aur khamosh tha ke Bilal ka sabr tootne laga. Usne apna hath unki shalwar ki taraf ishara karte hue hilaya — Neeche hath dalo.

Shamim Banu ab poori tarah se ek maa ke rishte ko bhool kar us khamosh hawas ki daldal mein doob chuki thin. Unhone apna baayein hath apni cotton ki shalwar ke andar daal diya.


Shalwar ke andar jate hi unka hath unki apni choot par laga, jo pehle se hi bete ke lund ko dekh kar pani chhod chuki thi.

Shamim apne hi mamme ko mooh mein liye choos rahi thi aur shalwar mein hath daal kar apni unglian apni choot par ragad rahi thi, jabki driving seat par baitha unke sage bete ka 8-inch ka mota lund uske hath mein tez-tez upar-neeche ho raha tha. Dono ki nazrein ek-doosre par tikki thin—ek taraf beta apna lund sahla raha tha aur doosri taraf maa khud ko farigh kar rahi thi.

AC ke shor mein sirf unki bhaari aur garm saanso ke lene ki dheemi aawaz thi.

Achanak, Shamim ka jism jhatke khane laga. Unki unglian shalwar ke andar tej chalne lagin aur unhone apna mamma mooh se nikaal kar zor se aakhri baar masla. Unki choot ne garam pani ka pichkaari chhod diya aur wo bina koi aawaz kiye, seat se tikh kar farigh ho gayin.

Usi lamhe, Bilal ne bhi apne lund par aakhri kuch tez jhatke maare. Uska mota lund lohe ki tarah akra aur uske tope se gaadha, sufaid mani (semen) ke fawware nikal-nikal kar dashboard aur unke beech ki jagah par girne lage. Bilal ne gehra saans liya aur farigh hote hi apna lund wapis pants ke andar karke zip band kar li.

Shamim ne jaldi se apni bra ka cup upar kiya, kurti ke button band kiye aur tissue se sab saaf karke seedhi baith gayin, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Gaari ab motorway par apni poori raftar se Lahore ki taraf badh rahi thi, jahan haveli inke isteqbal ko taiyyar thi.

**Episode Abhi Khatam Nahi Hua Hai**

Cliffhanger: Jab Multan ke yeh sulagte hue jism haveli ki is rangeen aag se takrayenge, toh agla dhamaka kis hadd tak jayega? Kya Zoya aur Farah haveli pohanch kar bhi apne is naye roop ko chhupa payengi, ya phir Bilal aur Hamza milkar is khel ko koi naya rukh dene wale hain?

Jabardast update mahol me thodi sarma aur jhijhak honi chahiye maa aur bahan hai bajaroo randi nahi 1 no update

 

[Iqramoni]

Dashing aur danshu update

 

[Rinkp219]

Lajawaab update Bhai....



Humme toh Saima ka intezar hai kab tak apne papa.....auro ke sath milkar....wwe khelegi....
Waiting..

 

[Premkumar65]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 39(Part 1): Haveli Ka Nizam Aur Khula Mizaj​

Scene 1: Haveli Ka Nashta, Naseem Ki Tok aur Maa-Beti Ki Raseeli Planning

Haveli ke bade se dining table par subah ka nashta saja hua tha. Garam-garam parathe, omelette aur chai ki mehak hawa mein tair rahi thi. Naseem, Saima, Hamza, Ayesha aur Hira sab milkar nashte ka lutf le rahe thay. Chunkay Saima ki phone par baat ho chuki thi ke Bilal ki family ko Lahore pohanchte-pohanchte raat ho jayegi, isliye haveli mein abhi kaam shuru karne ki koi jaldi nahi thi.


Nashte ke dauran hi Naseem ne sab ko hidayat dedi ke mehmano ke rahte sabko apni in khuli rangeeniyon par qaabu rakhna hoga, waise Bilal ne Shamim ko apne rang mein rang ne ki shuruwat toh karli hai lekin abhi un sab ke asli mizaj ka andaza nahi hai. Is liye baghair uski ijazat ke koi bhi aisi jurrat na kare.


Hamza ne chai ka ghoot lete hue kaha, "Haan Ammi, unke aane mein toh abhi kaafi waqt hai. Toh main soch raha hoon ke tab tak apni coaching class ho aaon, kuch zaroori lectures hain."

Ayesha aur Hira ne bhi fauran haan mein haan milayi, "Haan Ammi, hum dono bhi apni University ho aati hain. Dopahar tak wapis aa jayenge, phir milkar baqi ki taiyari kar lenge."


Saima — jo subah hi ghusalkhane mein Hamza ke sath shower sex enjoy kar chuki thi aur jiske badan mein abhi bhi us 8-inch ke lund ki garmi barqarar thi — usne bister aur bathroom ke us maze ko yaad karte hue Hamza ki taraf ek tharki nazar daali. Usne table ke neeche se Hamza ke pair par apna pair ragadte hue dhere se kaha, "Kya zaroorat hai Hamza aaj jaane ki? Ghar par hi raho na, bohot se kaam nikal aate hain subah-subah..."


Naseem Begum, jo apni beti ki is tishnagi aur hawas ko achhi tarah samajhti thin, unhone sarki hui muskurahat ke sath Saima ko furan tok diya. "Rehne de Saima... abhi subah-subah toh tum dono ne ghusalkhane mein poora zor lagaya hai. Ab aur kitna karna hai?


Jaane de bechare ko, coaching jayega toh dimaag bhi thoda relax ho jayega, nahi toh tu toh iska saara maal yahin nichod degi!"

Naseem ki itni khuli aur besharam baat sunkar Ayesha aur Hira khilkhila kar hans padin, jabki Hamza ne sharmate hue apni bachi-khuchi chai khatam ki. Saima ne thoda jhooti narazi se apna mooh banaya magar uski aankhon mein nasha saaf tha.


Nashta khatam hote hi Hamza, Ayesha aur Hira apni-apni gaari aur scooty lekar University aur coaching ke liye nikal gaye.


Ghar ke baaki afrad ke jaate hi haveli mein ek baar phir sukoon chha gaya. Naseem aur Saima ne mehmano ke mezbani ki planning shuru ki aur dono upar ke portion mein bani aalishan khwabgahon ki taraf badhin.

"Saima, hamein kamron ki setting bohot dhang se karni hogi," Naseem ne corridor mein chalte hue kaha.


Saima ne badmashi se muskurate hue Naseem ki bhaari gaand par peeche se ek zor ka thappad mara, Phat!


"Ahhh! Badmash... yeh kya badd-tameezi hai?" Naseem ne jhatke se peeche dekh kar apni kamar matkayi.

"Ammi... aapki is chakki mein jo nasha hai, wo kisi mein nahi," Saima ne haste hue unhe chheda. "Waise planning ki baat karein toh Mujhe nahi lagta Bilal aapki is gaand se door rahsakta hai, isliye Bilal ko hum neeche wala guest room de dete hain, main bhi uske saath hi neeche shift hojaoongi... takay agar raat ko usey 'pyaas' lage, toh wo asaani se kitchen... ya phir Aapke aur Shamim Ammi ke kamron tak pohanch sake."

Naseem ne hoshiyari se qahqaha lagaya, "Haaan, mujhe pata hai. Magar sun, Shamim Begum aur unki betiyon ko upar ke do bade kamre denge. Shamim bohot haseen aur raseeli aurat hai, uske jism ke mod dekh kar toh Rashid Sahab bhi apna dimaag kho baithenge jab wo Islamabad se aayenge."

Dono maa-beti ek kamre mein dakhil huin aur chadar badalne lagin. Saima ne chadar bichate hue kaha, "Ammi, waise kal raat Hamza ne aapke sath jo haivaniyat dikhayi thi, uske baad aap aaj bohot chamak rahi hain, aisa lagraha hai jaise aapki jawani laot rahi hai. Lagta hai uske lund ka asar aapke andar poori tarah utar gaya hai."


Naseem ne chadar ka kona pakadte hue adaa se kaha, "Tujhe bada pata hai... Tu apni fikar kar. Subah bathroom mein jo 'phat-phat' ki aawaz baahar tak aa rahi thi, mujhe lag raha tha ke shower ka paani kam aur tera pani zyada beh raha tha. Bata... kitna maal andar liya subah-subah?"

Saima ne sharm se surkh hote hue dhere se kaha, "Ammi... wo toh bacha-daani tak thoons raha tha. Keh raha tha ke bacha paida karega jo usey 'Mamu' kahega."

"Uff... itni besharmi!" Naseem ne haste hue Saima ke mammon ko apne hathon mein lekar zor se masal diya, jisse Saima ke mooh se ek haseen siskari nikal gayi.


Dono maa-beti is tarah ek doosre ko chhedte, jismon ko masalte aur raseeli baatein karte hue mehmano ke kamre sajane lagin. Unhe is baat ka bilkul andaza nahi tha ke Multan ke guest house mein is waqt Bilal ki family kis khofnaak zehni tanaav se guzar rahi hai.

Scene 2: Islamabad Office — Lock Cabin Ka Anal Session Aur Khula Mizaj

Usman ke baahar nikalte hi Kinza ne aaram se cabin ka bhari darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Lock hone ki 'click' ki aawaz ne cabin ke andar ke jinsi tanaav ko ek jhatke mein hawa de di. Kinza ne mud kar Rashid Sahab ki taraf dekha, uski tight white qameez ke andar uske 36C ke mamme upar-neeche ho rahe thay aur uski black pencil skirt uske bhaari pichware par is tarah kasee hui thi ke chalte waqt uski gaand ka ubhaar saaf numaya ho raha tha.

Wo dhere-dheere chalte hue Rashid Sahab ke leather chair ke qareeb aayi aur nehayat besharmi se unki goud mein baith gayi.


Uske jism ki mehak aur raseele badan ne Rashid Sahab ke tanaav ko mazeed barha diya, unhone apna hath badha kar table ke neeche se Kinza ki skirt ko upar sarka diya.

Magar Rashid Sahab ke dimaag mein abhi bhi ek uljhan thi. Unhone Kinza ki kamar ko majbooti se pakda aur unki tharki nazron mein thoda sanjeedagi aayi. "Kinza... ek baat mujhe saaf-saaf batao. Kal raat jab se main ne Miss Kiran (tumhari Baji) aur Hamza ke baare mein suna hai, aur aaj tum jis tarah Usman ke ishare par mere samne is 'Plan B' ke liye taiyar ho gayi ho... mujhe samajh nahi aa raha. Kya tumhara poora gharana hi koi gasthi gharana hai? Kya tum log har mard ke aage aise hi bikhaj jaate ho?"

Rashid Sahab ki itni sangeen baat sunkar bhi Kinza ke chehre se muskurahat nahi gayi.


Usne nehayat pur-etemaad andaz mein unke suit ke collar ko pakda aur unke honton ke qareeb aakar sargoshi ki, "Rashid Sahab... aap jise gasthi pana samajh rahe hain, asal mein wo hamare gharane ka alag aur khula mizaj hai. Hum par na toh koi dabaao hai aur na hi hum kisi majboori mein yeh sab kar rahe hain. Haqeeqat toh yeh hai ke hum sab khule zehen aur azad khayal log hain. Hamein apni zindagi mein khulapan chahiye, aur alag-alag mardon ke sath is jinsi khel ka lutf lene mein hamein maza aata hai. Yeh hamari pasand hai, hamari hawas hai, koi dhanda nahi."

Kinza ke is be-baak aur khule mizaj ke jawab ne Rashid Sahab ke andar ke bache-khuche darr ko bhi khatam kar diya. Unka 7-inch ka lund ab pants ke andar lohe ki salaakh ban chuka tha.

"Achha... toh itna khula aur garam mizaj hai tumhara!" Rashid Sahab ne ghurrate hue usey goud se uthaya aur cabin ke andar bani khufia rest room ki taraf le gaye.

Rest room ka mahool alag hone wala tha. Rashid Sahab ne jaate hi Kinza ko washbasin ke aage jhuka diya.


Kinza ne dono hath basin par tikaye aur apni pichware (gaand) ko poori tarah baahar ki taraf nikal diya.


Tight pencil skirt upar jukhte hi uski raano tak sarak gayi, aur uske neeche pehni hui jheeni black thong (pantay) ne uski gori aur bhaari gaand ke dono paton ko poori tarah nanga kar diya.

Rashid Sahab ne bina waqt zaya kiye apni pants neeche ki aur unka gathila, mota lund baahar nikal aya. Lund ka topa seedha uski geeli choot ke muhane par ragadne lage.

Kinza ne turant ek haath peeche kiya aur lund ko pakad kar rok diya.


“Rashid Sahab… rukiye… choot mein nahi.”

Rashid Sahab ne hairani se uski gardan par haath rakhkar poocha, “Kyun? Itni geeli ho rakhi hai tumhari choot.”

Kinza ne peeche mudkar unki aankhon mein dekha aur besharmi se muskurate hue boli, “Sahab… meri choot sirf mere shohar Omer ki hai. Wo hi iska maalik hai. Baaki sab mardon ke liye meri gaand bilkul khuli aur hazir hai. Aap chahein to is gaand ko faad sakte hain… lekin choot mein qiyanath nahi karungi.”

Yeh sunkar Rashid Sahab ke lund par ek naya josh chadha. Unhone Kinza ki gaand ke dono patton ko zor se failaya aur asshole par thook kar lund ka topa uski gaand ke chote se muhane par tika diya.


“Toh teri gaand hi faadta hoon aaj… randi secretary,” Rashid Sahab ne garam awaaz mein kaha.

Kinza ne gaand ko aur peeche kiya, “Haan Sahab… faadiye… meri tight gaand ko apne mote lund se faad dijiye. Aaj se yeh aapki bhi ho gayi.”

Rashid Sahab ne uski kamar par pakar majboot ki aur ek jaandaar dhakka maara.


Pusss... adha lund ek jhatke mein uski tight gaand ke andar dhas gaya.

"Ufffff... Rashid Sahabooouuu! Maar dala... poora faadh diya aapne!"


Kinza ke mooh se ek dard aur maze se bhari cheekh nikli, uske hath basin par majbooti se kas gaye.

Rashid Sahab par is waqt hawas sawar thi. Unhone thoda rukh kar ek aur gehra aur aakhri dhakka maara, aur unka poora 7-inch ka mota lund Kinza ki gaand ke andar tak thoons gaya.


Kinza ka jism jhatke khane laga, uski tight white qameez ke andar uske mamme zor-zor se uchhal rahe thay.


"Ahhh... Rashid Sahab... dhere... gaand ka surakh bohot tight hai," Kinza ne dhere se siskari li.

"Phat... phat... phat..." ki aawaz ab rest room mein goonj rahi thi.


Rashid Sahab khade-khade nehayat haivaniyat se uski gaand mar rahe thay, aur Kinza is khule pan se gaand marane ka poora maza lete hue unke har dhakke par apni siskariyon se cabin ka mahool mazeed garam kar rahi thi.


"Haan... Rashid Sahab... zor se... isee maze ke liye toh main is cabin mein aayi hoon... Ahhh!"

“Bahut tight hai tumhari gaand… kitni garmi hai andar!” Rashid Sahab ne uski kamar pakad kar aur gehre dhakke maar rahe the.


Ab poora lund ba aasaani andar bahar horaha tha.

“Ahhh… marr…gayi... Rashid Sahab… faad diya… poori gaand phat gayi… uffff!” Kinza ki aankhen band ho gayin, lekin usne gaand ko peeche dhakelna nahi chhoda.

Rashid Sahab ne zor-zor se dhakke marne shuru kiye. “Le… le meri randi… teri gaand kitni mast hai… Omer ko pata hai ki uski biwi office mein kisi aur ke lund ke liye gaand kholti hai?”

Kinza ne haanpate hue jawab diya, “Omer ko pata hai Sahab… wo khud mujhe taiyar karta hai jab koi bada client aata hai… ahhh… zor se… aur zor se maariye… meri gaand aapke lund ke liye bani hai aaj!”

“Phat… phat… phat…” ki tez awaazein cabin mein goonj rahi thin. Rashid Sahab Kinza ki gaand ko thappad maarte hue chod rahe thay.


Kinza ka jism har dhakke ke saath uchhal raha tha, uske mamme qameez ke andar zor-zor se hil rahe thay.

Kuch der baad Kinza ne saansein bhaarte hue kaha, “Sahab… aise poora andar nahi ja raha… aaiye, main aapko aur gehraai doon.”

Usne Rashid Sahab ko commode par baitha diya. Phir unki taraf peeth karke unke lap par baith gayi aur dheere se unke lund par baithne lagi.


Poora lund ek baar phir uski gaand mein utar gaya.

Kinza ne dono haathon se commode ke kinare pakde aur uchalna shuru kar diya — upar-neeche, tez dhakkon ke saath.


Rashid Sahab ne uski kamar pakdi aur ek haath aage badha kar uski choot ko sahlaane lage. Unhone mazaqiya andaaz mein poocha, “Kam az kam choot chhoone ki toh ijazat hai na… ya wo bhi sirf Omer ke liye reserved hai?”

Kinza ne hansate hue aur tez uchalte hue jawab diya, “Haan Sahab… chhoot chho sakte hain… ungli daal sakte hain… bas andar lund nahi… ahhh… aise hi… meri gaand faadte rahiye!”

Rashid Sahab ne uski choot mein do ungliyan daal di aur tez-tez andar-bahar karne lage. Kinza ki siskariyan tez ho gayin.


“Main aa rahi hoon Sahab… meri gaand phat rahi hai… ahhhhh!” Kinza ka jism akad gaya aur wo zor se farigh ho gayi.

Thodi der baad Rashid Sahab ka waqt aa gaya. Unhone Kinza ki kamar kas kar pakdi.

Kinza ne jaldi se unke lund ko apni gaand se nikaala, ghutno ke bal baith gayi aur muh khol diya.


“Mere muh mein dijiye Sahab… saara maal…”



Rashid Sahab ne apna lund hilaya aur garam, gaadha maal Kinza ke muh mein chod diya.


Kinza ne saara maal apne muh mein jama kiya, aur phir Rashid Sahab ki aankhon mein dekhte hue pura maal ek ghoot mein nigal liya.


Uske hothon ke kinare se ek boond bahar aa gayi thi jo usne ungli se uthakar bhi chaat li.


Rashid Sahab ye dekh kar bahut khush hue. Unhone Kinza ko upar uthaya aur uske hothon par ek gehra kiss kiya.


“Kinza… tu sach mein ek khazana hai. Aisi besharmi aur khulepan ke saath koi aurat maine aaj tak nahi dekhi."

"Aapki deal bachane ke liye main kya kar sakti hoon ye ek namoona tha Sir,


aap befikar hojaiye" Kinza ne tissue se apna munh aur Rashid Sahab ka lund saaf karte hue kaha.


Rashid Sahab ne Kinza ko Shabashi di phir wo office Kinza ke hawale karte hue apne hotel aaraam karne ke liye nikal gaye Usman ke saath.

**Episode Abhi Khtam Nahi Hua Hai**​

Cliffhanger: Idhar Haweli mein mehman nawazi ki taiyaari shuru hochuki hai, lekin kya jab Hamza coaching class pohanchega, toh koi naya be-baak khel shuru hone wala hai? Idhar 'Plab-B' ke trailer se Rashid Sahab kaafi khush hain, lekin udhar Multan ke guest house mein baithi Bilal ki family kis khofnaak zehni tanaav se guzar rahi hai?

Mast update. Sari auraten bahut hi hot hain.

 

[kirantariq]

Best story best episode

 

[Premkumar65]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 39(Part-2): Raaz ki Lehrein aur Hawas ka Toofan​

Scene 3: Lahore — Coaching Class Aur Miss Kiran Ka Waham

Dopehar ka waqt tha. Lahore ki tej dhoop coaching centre ke aalishan corridors mein bikhri hui thi. Hamza teen din ke lambi chhutti ke baad aaj pehli baar class mein baitha tha. Baahar se wo bilkul aaram-deh dikh raha tha, magar uske zehan mein abhi bhi pichli mulaqat ko lekar ek jhijak toh thi hi.

Class ke dauran Miss Kiran white cotton ki ek tight kurti aur churidar pajama pehne blackboard par likh rahi thin.


Unka bhara hua pichwara aur tight kurti se jhankti unki sunehri peeth Hamza ki nazron se chhup nahi rahi thi. Magar Miss Kiran ki nazrein baar-baar Hamza par tik jatin. Unke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa waham chal raha tha. Jab se unki nazuk si beti Falak ne unhe ghar par Hamza ka lund chooste hue dekha tha, aur usdin se wo coaching nahi aaya, toh Miss Kiran ko laga ke Hamza bechara darr gaya hai.

Class khatam hote hi sab bachhe dhere-dheere baahar nikal gaye. Hamza ne jaan-boojh kar apni kitabein samaitne mein thoda waqt lagaya.

"Hamza... tum ruko, mujhe tum se kuch baat karni hai," Miss Kiran ne darwaze ki taraf dekhte hue thodi sanjeeda magar kam aawaz mein kaha.


Hamza ne apni diary bag mein rakhi aur unke qareeb chala gaya. Miss Kiran ne furan class ka darwaza halka sa parda barabar sarka diya taake baahar koi dekh na sake. Wo ghabrahat mein apne dupatte ko ungliyon se maror rahi thin.

"Hamza... tum theek toh ho na? Itne din se tumne coaching kyun miss ki?" Miss Kiran ne uske chehre ko baurepan se dekha. "Mujhe pata hai tum kyun nahi aaye... Tum Falak ki wajah se darr gaye ho na? Ke usne us din mujhe tumhare sath us halat mein dekh liya tha?"

Hamza ne Miss Kiran ke is waham aur unki ankhon mein chhipe darr ko dekha toh uske labon par ek shatirana aur mardana muskurahat aa gayi. Unhe kya maloom tha ke wo darr se nahi, balki haveli mein aaye aapne abbu ke toofan aur phir apni rangeeniyon mein masroof tha!

Hamza ek qadam aur aage badha, itna qareeb ke Miss Kiran ko uske jism ki mardana garmi mehsoos hone lagi. "Miss Kiran... aapko lagta hai ke aapka yeh Hamza itna kamzor hai ke ek choti larki ke dekh lene se darr jayega?, waise darna toh aapko chahiye tha ke aapki beti ne aapko kisi jawan ka lund chuste dekhliya hai...."


Miss Kiran ne hairat se apni gehri aankhein uthayin, "Tum uski fikar chhodo, uski toh hamein aadat hai, tum apni batao ke... phir tum teen din tak kyun nahi aaye? Meri toh saans ruki hui thi ke kahin tum is rishte se peeche na hat jao."

Hamza ne nehayat besharmi se apna hath badhaya aur Miss Kiran ki kasee hui kurti ke upar se hi unke naram bazu ko zor se dabo diya. "Miss... main darr kar nahi bhaaga tha. Kuch aisi gharelo masroofiyat thi jise nibhana zaroori tha. Aur jo aap keh rahin hain ke aap logon ko iski aadat hai, toh kya Arsalan ko bhi ye sab maloom hai Falak ki tarah. Agar aisa hai toh khel aur bhi mazedaar hoga."


Hamza ki is be-baaki aur mardana pakar ne Miss Kiran ke andar ki tishnagi ko dobara jaga diya. Unka gora chehra sharm aur hawas se laal hone laga. "Badmash... tum zara bhi nahi darte. Main yahan pareshan thi aur tumhare dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi sab chal raha hai, aur rahi baat mere bachon ki toh unko mere khelon ka pahle se hi pata hai ke main kin khelon se apna dil bahlati aayi hoon."

Miss Kiran ke aise jawab ka Hamza ko zara bhi ummeid nahi thi lekin wo bhi ab peeche hatne ke liye taiyyar nahi tha. "Waah.., toh kya main aur Arsalan aapke saath ek khel khelein, maza ajayega." Usne baghair kisi jhijak ke kehdiya.

"Nahi, mere bachhey meri harkaton se naraz hi rahte hain, wo kabhi mere in khelon mein shamil nahi hote. Lekin ab unhe in sabki aadat si hone lagi hai." Miss Kiran ne samjha kar kaha.


Hamza ne aagey barh kar Miss Kiran ke honth choom liye, Miss Kiran bhi Hamza ka saath diya usme.


"Toh phir kab aaoge apni ustad ki khidmath guzari ke liye?" Miss Kiran ne ek baar phir apni hasrat zahir ki.

Hamza muskuraya aur Kiran ki bhari gaand dabate hue kaha, "Ji.., Main toh abhi chal loon aapke saath lekin ghar par Karachi se mehman aye hue hain, ab kuch din shayad coaching ki bhi chhutti lagani pade."


Darwaze ki jheeni darar se Arsalan ko aate dekh Kiran ne Hamza ko door kiya aur jhooti daant lagate hue kaha, "Tumhari in lambi chhuttion se class ka mahol kharab hora hai, aur tum phir se chhutti maangne chale aaye, lagta hai mujhe tumhare abbu se tumhari shikayat lagani padegi. Bolo kitne ab aaqri baar kitne din ki chhuti chahiye? Iske baad tumhe koi chhutti nahi milegi"


Tabtak Arsalan bhi class mein dakhil hochuka tha. Hamza bhi baat ko samjhte hue kaha "Miss ye Aakhri baar hai bas do din aur."

"Theek hai, yaad rakhna tumhe in chhuttion ki bharpayi mere ghar extra class se karni hogi." Miss Kiran ne rukhe andaz mein kaha aur apna bad Arsalan ko thama kar bahar ko nikal gayi.


Hamza bhi muskurate hue apne raaste nikal gaya.

Scene 4: Guest House Ka Zehni Tanaav Aur Khamosh Kashmakash

Bilal ne jhatke se guest house ka darwaza khola. Uska chehra gusse aur adhure jinsi tanaav se laal ho rakha tha, aur pants ke andar uska 8-inch ka lund abhi bhi lohe ki tarah akra hua tha. Darwaza khulte hi samne Zoya aur Farah khadi thin, magar un dono ki halat dekh kar Bilal ke hosh ud gaye. Dono ke chehre uday hue thay, aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa gham aur sangeen khamoshi thi.


"Bhaiya..." Zoya ne bas itna kaha aur bina Bilal ki taraf dekhe dhere se apne kamre ke andar dakhil ho gayi. Farah ne bhi apni nazrein jhukaye hue Zoya ke peeche peeche wo bhi usee kamre mein chali gayi, uske hath abhi bhi halkay se kaanp rahe thay.

Shamim idhar apne kamre ke andar bister par thodi der pehle ke is adhure khel ki wajah se haanp rahi thin.

Unhone jaldbazi mein apni malmal ki shalwar toh upar kar li thi, magar unki gori raano par abhi bhi Bilal ke hathon ke surkh nishan


aur unki kasee hui 36C mammon par dhki qameez par paseene ki chamak saaf thi.


Shamim ne darr kar apni betiyon ko ghar ke andar aate dekha, unhe laga ke shayad unka aur unke bete ka yeh ghaleez khel pakda gaya hai.

Magar abtak kisi ne kisi se ek lafz bhi nahi kaha. Ek ajeeb, bhari aur dum-ghotne wali khamoshi poore guest house mein chha gayi.

Zoya seedhi bathroom ki taraf badh gayi aur andar ja kar darwaza lock kar diya. Usne jhatke se shower chala diya taake paani ke shor mein uske dimaag ka toofan chhup sake.


Zoya ne nangi hokar aaine mein khud ko dekha, uske zehan mein baar-baar apni saheli Nida ka wo 'kutti' banna aur uske sage baap ka peeche se uski choot mein jaandaar dhakke maarna ghum raha tha. Nida ke abbu ke pichware par marne wale thappad ki aawaz Phat... phat... phat... Zoya ke kaano mein gunj rahi thi. Usne sharm aur hawas ke mile-jule jazbaat se apni dono unglion ko apni hi geeli choot mein daal diya aur siskari lene lagi.


Uska dimaag sunn tha ke ek baap aur beti ke darmiyan aisi haivaniyat kaise mumkin hai, magar andar hi andar un sonchon ne uski apni hawas ko bhi jaga diya tha.


Baahar kamre mein, Farah bister ke ek kone par khamosh baith gayi. Uska zehan bhi usi manzar ke bojh se daba hua tha.

Usne dhere se uth kar saamne ke kamre ke bister par lete Bilal ki taraf dekha. Bilal gusse mein ceiling ko ghur raha tha aur uski pants ke andar ubhra hua wo lund ka lamba nakhsh Farah ki nazron se chhup nahi saka.


Nida ke abbu ka wo mota lund yaad karte hi, Farah ne dhere se apna hont danto mein dabaya.


Uske andar pehli baar apne sage bhai Bilal ke liye ek ajeeb aur mamnoo (forbidden) jinsi kashish ne angdai li. Wo sochne lagi ke kya mard aur aurat ke darmiyan har rishta baahar se parsa aur andar se aisa hi nanga hota hai?

Apne bister par baithi Shamim bhi apni dono betiyon ke is ajeeb rukh ko dekh kar andar hi andar kashmakash mein thin. Wo baar-baar Bilal ki taraf dekhtin jiska tanaav abhi kam nahi hua tha. Ghar mein charo jism mojood thay, sab ke dimaag mein gunah, hawas aur darr ka ek hi samandar chal raha tha, magar baahar sirf ek sangeen aur khofnaak khamoshi thi. Kisi ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi ke wo pehla lafz bole, kyunke har koi apne andar ek ajeeb raaz ka bojh liye baitha tha.

Kuch der baad Zoya naha kar nikli.


Usne sirf ek safed towel lapeta hua tha jo uske gore jism par kas kar baitha hua tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre hue thay aur towel ke upar se uske ubhre hue mammon ka ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha.

Farah bister par baithi thi. Jaise hi Zoya bahar aayi, wo jhatt se darwaza lock kar uske paas aa gayi. Usne Zoya ka haath pakda aur dheere se kamre ke bister par baitha diya.


"Zoya Baji..." Farah ki awaaz kaanpti hui thi. "Hum... humne jo dekha... wo sach tha na? Nida baji... unke abbu... unhe... itni zor-zor se..."

Zoya ne towel ko aur kas kar lapeta aur gehri saans li. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi wohi manzar ghum raha tha. "Haan Farah... bilkul sach tha. Main apni aankhon par yaqeen nahi kar pa rahi thi. Nida... jo hamesha itni shareef aur parsa banti thi... wo apne baap ke saamne kutti bani hui thi. Aur uska baap... kitni haivaniyat se chhi... haay tauba... (uski choot mein dhakke maar raha tha.) Wo awaaz (Phat... phat... phat... ki awaaz) abhi bhi mere kaano mein goonj rahi hai."

Farah ne apne hoth danto mein daba liye. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thin. "Baji... mujhe toh abhi bhi yaqeen nahi ho raha. Bahar se itni achhi ladki... aur andar se... apne hi baap ke saath. (apne hi baap ke lund ke aagey jhoom rahi thi.) Aur wo cheekhein... ('Abbu zor se... faad do meri choot'... ) main toh soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki aisa ho sakta hai."

Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha. Dono behno ke beech ek ajeeb si kashmakash chal rahi thi. Zoya ne dheere se kaha, "Farah... sach bata. Jab tu dekh rahi thi... tujhe kya mehsoos hua? Sirf ghin... ya kuch aur bhi?"

Farah ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne nazrein jhuka li aur halki awaaz mein boli, "Baji... pehle toh bohot ghin aayi aur darr bhi laga. Magar phir jo ab sonch rahi hoon toh... (jab uska baap uski bund par thappad maar raha tha aur Nida cheekh rahi thi...) mera dil zor se dhadakne laga hai. Mujhe.... wahan... ni.. neechey.... geela-geela mehsoos horaha hai. Main sochne lagi ke kya hamare ghar mein bhi aisa kuch...?" Usne thartharaati awaaz mein jumla adhoora hi chhod diya.

Zoya ne uska haath kas ke pakda. "Chup kar Farah! Yeh sochna bhi gunah hai. Lekin... sach bataun toh mujhe bhi ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Nida ka baap itna mazboot tha... aur Nida uske aagey (lund ke aagey) kitni bechaini se jhool rahi thi. Mujhe apne aap par sharm aa rahi hai... lekin mere andar bhi kuch jag raha hai."

Dono behnein kuch der chup rahin. Phir Farah ne dheere se kaha, "Baji... kya hum Ammi se ya Bhaiya se is baare mein kuch kahenge?"

Zoya ne sar hilaya. "Nahi. Abhi kuch mat bol. Yeh hamara raaz rahega. Lekin... yeh dekh kar mera dil Bilal Bhai aur Ammi ke rishte ko lekar aur zyada sochne laga hai. Kya sach mein har rishta andar se aisa hi hota hai?"

Farah ne Zoya ke kandhe par sarr rakh diya. Dono behnein ek dusre se lipat kar baithi rahin, unke zehan mein Nida ka nanga manzar aur apne ghar ki sulagti aag dono saath-saath chal rahe thay.

Bahari dalaan mein Shamim aur Bilal abhi bhi alag-alag baithe the. Adhura khel, naye raaz aur khamosh kashmakash... sab kuch ek bhaari sannaate mein lapeta hua tha.

Episode 39 Khatam​

Cliffhanger: Kya Shamim Banu apni betiyon ke is badle hue rang ko samajh payengi? Zoya aur Farah ki ye sangeen kashmakah unhe apne hi sage bhai Bilal ke lund ki taraf dhakel degi? Kya Hamza 'extra class' ke bahane Miss Kiran ke ghar Arsalan aur Falak ki mojoodgi mein ustad aur shagird ka koi naya khel shuru kar payegaga?

Bahut hi interesting story chal rahi. Incest ek alag hi level par hai.

 

[Premkumar65]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 40(Part-1): Khamosh Gunah Aur Sulagta Safar​

Scene 1: Bhai Ki Teesri Aankh Aur Badalte Jazbat

Multan ke us guest house mein dopahar ki dhoop khidkiyon se jhank rahi thi, magar andar ka mahool abhi bhi kisi sangeen khamoshi ke bojh tale daba hua tha. Bilal ne jo dopahar ka khana baahar se order kiya tha, uski delivery ki bell baji. Bilal ne khana lekar table par rakha. Shamim Banu, jo apne andar ke darr aur Bilal ke sath hue us achanak hamle aur adhure jinsi khel ki garmi se abhi tak thodi be-chain thin, unhone khud ko masroof dikhane ke liye jaldi-jaldi plates lagani shuru kar din taake dhyan bhatak sake.

Idhar bahar dalaan mein sofay par baitha Bilal ceiling ko ghurte hue gehre khayalon mein gum tha. Achanak uske zehan mein ek baat khatki.


Usne socha ke hamesha baatein karne wali, chulbuli Farah— aur har baat par chaukanna rehne wali, aur har cheez par paini nigah rakhne wali, Zoya— uski dono jawan behnein achanak itni khamosh aur ghum-sum kyun hain?


Jab wo dono baahar se andar aayin thin, toh unka huliya bikhra hua tha, chehre uday hue thay aur dono buri tarah ghabrai hui thin.

'Agar unhone mujhe aur Ammi ko pahle kabhi is haal mein dekh liya hota, toh unke chehron par gusse ya shak ke jazbaat hote... magar unki aankhon mein toh ek ajeeb sa gham aur khof tha. Kahin baahar unke sath kuch ghalat toh nahi hua?' Is khayal ke aate hi Bilal ke andar ka mardana ghairat aur fikar jaag uthi. Wo jhatke se bister se utha aur seedha unke kamre ki taraf badh gaya.

Bilal ne bina knock kiye jaise hi unke kamre ka darwaza khola, samne ka manzar dekh kar dono taraf ek ajeeb soorat-e-haal aur jhijak chha gayi.


Zoya abhi naha kar aayi thi aur uske gore, sunehri jism par sirf ek safed towel kasa hua tha jo uske bhaari 34B mammon ke ubhaar aur naram raano ko adha nanga kar raha tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre thay aur jism par paani ki boondein chamak rahi thin.

Bilal ke achanak andar dakhil hone se Zoya ne darr kar dono hath apne towel par kas liye, aur Farah jo bister par Zoya ke saath hi baithi thi, wo bhi jhatke se khadi ho gayi.


Bilal ki nazron mein ek lamhe ke liye Zoya ka wo towel mein lapeta raseela badan utar gaya, jisse uski pants ke andar soye hue 8-inch ke mote lund ne halki si karwat li. Magar apni fikar ke aage usne is halchal ko dabaya aur aage badha.

"Zoya... Farah... kya baatien horahin thi tum dono ki? Itna sannaata kyun hai kamre mein?" Bilal ne aage badhte hue dhere se poocha.

Zoya ne ghabra kar apne towel ko upar sarkaaya aur nazrein jhukate hue baat ko talne ki koshish ki, "Kuch... kuch nahi Bhaiya. Bas dhoop zyada thi baahar, toh thoda sar mein dard hai aur thakan ho gayi hai."

Bilal ne Zoya ke uday hue chehre ko dekha aur phir bister par baith-ti Farah ki taraf muda, jo lagatar apni ungliyan chatakh rahi thi. Usne phir se sawal kiya. "Sar dard mein huliya bighar jata hai kya? Tum dono jab andar aayin thin, toh aise haanp rahi thin jaise peeche koi bhoot laga ho. Aur Nida ka ghar kounsa door hai jo itni thhak gayi ho?"

Farah ne thuk nigla aur jaldi se Zoya ki baat ka sath dete hue boli, "Wo... Bhaiya actual mein market mein bheed zyada thi na, aur dhoop ki wajah se dum ghutne laga tha... bas is liye thodi ghabrahat ho gayi thi."

Bilal ke shatir dimaag ne fauran pakad liya ke dono bahaane baatein bana rahin hain. Wo ek qadam aur qareeb aaya. "Market mein bheed thi? Lekin tum log toh seedha Nida ke ghar gayi thin na usse milne? Phir bheed kahan se aa gayi?"


Zoya ka dil jhatke se dhadka. Usne baal jhatakte hue baat ghumayi, "Haan... matlab Nida ghar par nahi thi, toh ham market ki taraf nikal gayin. Baahar gali mein kafi rash tha, aur rikshaw bhi nahi mil raha tha."

Bilal ne apni bahein seene par kas leen aur uski mardana, tharki nazrein Zoya ke towel ke upar se uchhalte mammon se hoti hui unki jhooti aankhon mein dhas gayan. "Accha? Agar gali mein rash tha, toh darr kaisa? Mujhe sach batao... baahar kisi ne tumhein chheda toh nahi? Gali ke paas khade kisi aawaara ne koi badd-tameezi ki?"

"Nahi Bhaiya! Khuda ki qasam aisi koi baat nahi hai. Kisi ki itni jurrat kahan..." Farah ne jhat se kaha, magar uski aawaz ki thartharahat uske jhoot ki gawaahi de rahi thi.

"Toh phir darr kyun rahi ho?" Bilal ne ab bilkul nishane par teer maara. "Kisi mard ne hath lagane ki jurrat ki kya? Ya kisi ne rasta roka tha? Tum dono mujhse jhoot bol rahi ho. Jab tum andar aayin thin, tumhare chehron par thakan nahi... aisi dehshat thi jaise tumne kuch aisa dekh liya ho jo tumhein nahi dekhna chahiye tha., jaise kuch bahoth hi ghalat hua hai... Mujhe fikar horahi hai."

Bilal ki is darja mardana ghairat aur apni behno ke liye is be-panah fikar-mandi aur hifazat wale jazbe ne Zoya aur Farah ke dilon ke andar ek ajeeb si halchal macha di. Unke dilon mein apne sage bhai ke liye izzat, pyaar aur ek an-jaani jinsi kashish aur zyada gehri ho gayi. Zoya ne jab Bilal ke us fikar aur gusse se bhare chehre ko dekha, toh usey Nida ka wo baap yaad aya jo apni beti ko chodh raha tha... aur phir apne samne uski hifazat ke liye khada uska apna bhai tha, jo unki aabroo ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak ja sakta tha. Khas kar Zoya ke dil mein Bilal ke is mardana roop ko dekh kar pyaar aur izzat ka ek naya hi samandar ubalne laga.

Zoya ne thoda normal hone ki koshish ki, uske labon par ek dabi hui jhijak thi, "Bhaiya... aap toh khama-kha pareshan ho rahe hain. Hamare sath koi badd-tameezi kyun karega? Hum bilkul theek hain. Bas wo... Nida se milna nahi hosaka aur hamara waqt bhi kharab hua, toh dil ajeeb sa ho gaya."

Bilal ne gehri saans li. Usey samajh aa raha tha ke yeh dono kuch toh zaroor chhupa rahin hain aur unka har jawab ek naya bahaana hai, magar wo ab isse zyada dabao nahi banana chahta tha. Uska 8-inch ka lund ab towel se jhankti Zoya ki gori raano ko dekh kar pants ke andar poori tarah akadh chuka tha.

"Theek hai... agar tum log keh rahi ho toh maan leta hoon. Magar yaad rakhna, main tumhara bhai hoon, mujhse kuch chhupane ki zaroorat nahi hai," Bilal ne dhere se kaha, uski aawaz mein ab ek dabi hui mardana garmi thi jo Zoya ke towel se jhankte mommon ko dekh kar paida hui thi.


"Chalo, Ammi ne khana laga diya hai. Zoya, tum jaldi se kapde badlo aur Farah tum bhi baahar aao."

Bilal mud kar kamre se baahar nikal gaya, magar darwaza band hote hi Zoya ne bister par baith kar ek gehri saans li. Uski choot mein Bilal ki us mardana fikar aur unki aapas ki is 'preshan kun sorat-e-haal' ko dekh kar ek baar phir geelapan mehsoos hone laga tha.

Farah ne gehri saans li aur bister par baithte hue apna chehra dono haathon mein chhupa liya.

"Hum zyada der tak yeh baat chhupa nahi sakenge," usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.

Zoya kuch lamhe khamosh rahi. Uski nazrein farsh par jami thin, jaise wo apne zehan mein chalne wale toofan ko sametne ki koshish kar rahi ho.

"Main jaanti hoon," usne aahista se jawab diya. "Magar jo humne dekha... uska zikr karna bhi mushkil lag raha hai."


Farah ne sar utha kar uski taraf dekha. "Bilal Bhai ko shak ho gaya hai. Unhone hamari har baat pakad li."

"Shak toh hua hai," Zoya boli, "lekin abhi unhein sach ka andaza nahi. Aur filhaal yahi behtar hai."

Dono kuch der tak khamosh baithi rahin. Baahar se bartan rakhe jaane ki awaazein aa rahi thin. Guest house ka aam sa mahool apni jagah tha, lekin un dono ke liye sab kuch badla hua mehsoos ho raha tha.

"Kya aapko nahi lagta ke Nida Baji se baat karke hi hamari uljhan kuch kam hosakti hai?" Farah ne poocha.

Isi dauran darwaze par halki si dastak hui.

"Jaldi aao dono," Shamim Banu ki awaaz aayi. "Khana thanda ho raha hai, aur hamein nikalna bhi hai yahan se der horahi hai."

Zoya aur Farah ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono samajh gayin ke filhaal unhein apne jazbaat aur sawalon ko dil mein daba kar aam dikhna hoga.

Scene 2: Nida ki Daastan Aur Motorway Ka Garam Safar

Zoya ne jaldi se apna towel utara aur ek haseen, tight kurti aur trouser pehen liya, jabki Farah pehle se hi taiyar thi. Dono behnein kamre se nikal kar guest house ke chote se dining area mein aayin jahan Shamim Banu aur Bilal pehle se hi khane ki plates lagaye baithe thay.


Table par ajeeb sa mahool tha. Charo jism ek sath baithe thay, magar sab ke dimaag alg-alag gunahon aur hawas ke samandar mein doobe hue thay:

Shamim Begum chup-chap roti tod rahi thin, magar unki nazrein baar-baar apni betiyon ke chehron par tik jatin ke kahin unhe koi shak toh nahi hua..?, Bilal ke sath unka khel toh nahi pakda gaya..?

Bilal khana khate hue bhi apni gehri, mardana nazron se dono behno ke jismon aur unki khamoshi ko taanp raha tha.

Zoya aur Farah nazrein jhukaye khana kha rahi thin, magar unke zehan mein abhi bhi Nida aur uske baap ka wo khaufnaak manzar, aur Nida ki wo cheekhein hi ghoom rahi thi.

"Bilal... gari mein petrol aur baqi cheezein check kar li hain na? Hamein shaam tak Lahore pohanch jana chahiye, Naseem baar-baar phone kar rahi thi," Shamim ne mahool ki khamoshi ko torne ke liye dhere se kaha.


Bilal ne roti aur salan ka luqma mooh mein dalte hue Zoya ki taraf dekha, jo apni kurti ke andar apne mammon ko bacha rahi thi. "Haan Ammi, sab check hai. Khana khatam karte hi hum nikal rahe hain. Safar lamba hai aur main bhi yahi chahta hoon ke raat ke andhere se pehle hum Lahore pahonch chuke hon."

Khana khane ke baad sab ne jaldi-jaldi apna saman samaita. Bilal ne saari bags gari ki diggi mein rakhin. Guest house ka darwaza lock karke jab sab gari ke paas pohanche, toh baithne ke nizam ne ek naya rukh liya.

Hamesha Farah ya Zoya aage ki seat par baithti thin, magar aaj dono behnein darr aur ek ajeeb jhijak ki wajah se chup-chap pichli seat par ek sath baith gayin. Shamim Banu aage ki seat par Bilal ke barabar baith gayan.

Bilal ne gaari ka AC on kiya, Honda Civic ka gathila engine ek sarsarahat ke sath jaag utha, aur kuch hi der mein unki gaari Multan ke rihaishi ilaqon ko peechhe chhodti hui sufiyaana shehar ki hadood se baahar nikal aayi. Gari jaise hi Multan Motorway Interchange ke makhmali, kaali aur chamakti road par chadhi, Bilal ne speed badha di. Sui 120 ko chhoo rahi thi, magar gaari ke andar ka sannaata motorway ki hawa se bhi zyada bhaari aur sangeen tha.

Achanak, pichli seat par baithi Zoya ke purse ke andar rakha hua phone lagatar thar-tharane laga. Ek ke baad ek, lagatar teen se chaar baar phone ki ring baji. Gaari ke khamosh cabin mein phone ki aawaz sunkar Shamim ne dhere se peechhe mud kar dekha, aur driving seat par baithe Bilal ki nazrein bhi jhatke se backview mirror par tik gayin.


Zoya ne ghabra kar purse se phone nikala. Screen par "Nida" ka naam chamak raha tha. Zoya ka dil jhatke se uski chhaati mein dhadaakne laga. Usne darr kar Farah ki taraf dekha, jo uske barabar dubak kar baithi thi. Bilal aur Shamim ke aage ki seats par mojood hone ki wajah se call uthana mumkin nahi tha, isliye Farah ne ungliyan chala kar ishara kiya ki mslessage par baat ki jaa sakti hai.

Farah ke ishare par Zoya ne rukhay andaz mein pehla message kiya:

Zoya: "Kya hai? Kyun baar-baar call kar rahi ho?"

Udhar Nida jaise screen par hi nazrein jamaye baithi thi. Fauran apna message likhna chalu kiya.

Nida: "Zoya, Khuda ke liye mujhse naraz mat ho. Mujhe pata hai tum dono ne sab dekh liya hai. Tum dono jab darwaze se bhaagin, maine khidki ke baahar se tum dono ko awaaz lagati rahi, tum ne tab bhi meri ek na suni. Please, meri baat suno, main koi randi nahi hoon!"


Zoya ne jab yeh parha, toh uski chhaati zor-zor se upar-neeche hone lagi. Nida ko sab maloom tha! Uske andar gussa aur hawas dono ek sath sir uthane lage. Usne tez-tez unglian chalayin:


Zoya: "Randi nahi ho toh aur kya ho? Apne sage baap ke samne kutti bani hui thi tum! Hum toh tumhein bohot shareef aur parsa samajhte thay. Aur tum... tumhara sago baap (tumhari choot mein wo mota lund thoons raha tha) kya kar rahe the, aur tum cheekh rahi thin ke 'Abbu zor se faadh do!' Hamein ghin aa rahi hai tumse."

Farah ne apni gardan Zoya ke kandhe par tikayi hui thi, dono ki saansein ek doosre ke jism ko garm kar rahi thin. Nida ka lamba reply aaya:

Nida: "Zoya... shuruat mein mujhe bhi aisi hi ghin aayi thi. Tumhein kya lagta hai yeh sab ek din mein hua? Do saal pehle jab Ammi guzar gayin, toh Abbu bilkul akele ho gaye thay. Ek raat main unke kamre mein pani dene gayi, toh unhone ghalati se neend mein mera hath pakad liya aur mujhe jhatke se apni goud mein bitha liya. Unka lund pants ke andar lohe ki salaakh ki tarah khada tha. Main darr gayi thi, aur unki is harkat par zor se chillane lag gayi. Mere chillane par wo hadbada kar uthe aur rone lag gaye... unhone hath jod kar kaha ke unhe neend mein Ammi ki yaad aa rahi thi aur unhein laga main Ammi hoon. Unhone kaha ghalati se ho gaya ye sab."

Zoya ne dhere se thuk nigla, uski dil ki dharkan tej ho gayi thi. Usne agla sawal daaga:

Zoya: "Phir? Tumne unhe maaf kardiya?"

Nida: "Ammi ka sunkar main thoda pighal gayi thi, mujhe laga shayad waqai neend mein ghalati hui. Magar uske baad mahool badal gaya. Aksar raaton ko jab main unke kamre ke paas se guzarti, toh unhe bister par tadapte, rote aur akelepan mein apne us mote lund ko masalte dekhti. Wo Ammi ko yaad karke rote thay. Mujhe unke is haal par taras bhi aata tha aur andar hi andar ek ajeeb sa khauf bhi hota tha."

Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha, Farah messege padhte hue Bilal bhai ki us 'fikar' ko yaad karte hue garam horahi thi. Zoya ne agla message type kiya:

Zoya: "Yahan tak toh sab theek tha, unka dukh samajh aata hai... phir kisne shuru kiya yeh sab? Kisne hadd paar ki?"

Nida: "Maine... Zoya, main unki wo mardana tadap zyada din dekh nahi saki. Ek raat wo kafi takleef mein thay. Maine unhe sukoon dene ke liye unka hath pakda, aur dhere se unke pants ke upar se hi unka lund thoda sehla diya... dabi hui aawaz mein unhone mujhe pakad liya. Bas, wahin se hamara yeh silsila shuru ho gaya."

Zoya ki saans bhari hone lagi thi. Nida ka sage baap ke lund ko sehlana uske zehan par chha raha tha.

Zoya: "Lekin kaise? Sirf sehlane se baat itni aage kaise badh gayi ke tum unke samne nangi hone lagin?"

Nida: "Pehle-pehle sirf kapdon ke upar se hi hota tha. Main unki goud mein baith jati aur wo kapdon ke upar se meri chhaati daboojhte thay. Magar kabhi kabhi jab wo zyada garam hote, toh kapdon ke upar se hi meri bund (gaand) par pichhe se jaandaar dhakke laga dete thay. Us ragad se mere aur unke dono ke kapde gande hone lage thay. Mujhe pehle-pehle kafi ghin aati thi aur main mana karne lagi ke Abbu kapde kharab ho jaate hain..."


Farah ne Zoya ke hath par apni pakar majboot ki, uski unglian kaanp rahi thin. Zoya ne jaldi se poocha:

Zoya: "Toh phir unhone kya kiya jab tumne mana kiya?"

Nida: "Jab maine kapde gande hone par mana kiya, toh unhone ek naya rasta nikala. Unhone kaha 'Phir kapde utar diya karo'. Ek raat unhone apni pants neeche ki aur apna wo nanga, mota lund baahar nikal kar mere hath mein de diya aur kaha isse maslo. Jab maine pehli baar unka wo nanga lohe jaisa lund apne hath mein pakda, toh mera poora jism kaanp utha tha, Zoya! Wo itna garam aur gathila tha ke main dekhti reh gayi. Phir unhone meri shalwar neeche sarka di aur apne lund ka topa meri nangi gaand ke patton ke beech ragadna shuru kiya. Nange jism ki wo ragad... uff, usne meri soyi hui hawas ko jaga diya."

Zoya ki kurti ke andar uske mamme ab tej-tej saans lene ki wajah se uchhal rahe thay. Usne thartharate hathon se type kiya:

Zoya: "Tumne unhe roka nahi? Wo tumhara baap hai, Nida! Unka lund tumhari choot ke qareeb tha, tumhein darr nahi laga?"

Nida: "Darr kaisa Zoya? Jab sage baap ka nanga jism aapke nange badan se ragadta hai na, toh saari dunya ka darr khatam ho jata hai. Unhone mujhse kaha 'Nida, tu meri beti hai, tera yeh jism mera hi toh hissa hai, maine hi isse paida kiya hai. Agar main iska maza loon toh ismein gunah kaisa? Baahar kisi paraye mard ke paas ja kar jism barbaad karne se behtar hai ke tu apne baap ka dil behla aur meri hifazat mein reh.' Unki is baat ne mardana haq ki tarah mere dimaag par asar kiya. Mujhe laga wo sahi keh rahe hain."

Zoya: "Magar phir baat wahan tak kaise pohanchi? Jo humne dekha... wo toh haivaniyat thi!"

Nida: "Hahaha... wo haivaniyat hi toh asli nasha hai, Zoya. Ek raat unka sabr toot gaya. Unhone mujhe bister par ulta jhuka diya, meri gaand ko dono hathon se phailaaya aur bina bataye ek jaandaar dhakka mara! Unka wo 8-inch ka mota lund meri kunwari choot ko faadta hua andar dhas gaya. Main dard se cheekh uthi thi, meri aankhon se aansu nikal gaye thay... magar unhone taras nahi khaya. Wo pichhe se meri gaand par thappad maar rahe thay (Phat! Phat!) aur mujhe gaaliyan dekar chod rahe thay. Us dard ke baad jo maza shuru hua... usne mujhe unka Ghulam bana diya. Ab main unke samne khud kutti banti hoon, unka lund chushthi hoon... kyunke sage baap ke lund ka jo dabdaba aur nasha hai, wo kisi mard mein nahi!"


Zoya aur Farah ne jab yeh aakhri message parha, toh dono ke andar jaise aag ka koi shola bhatak utha. Nida ki is besharm dastan ne unke dilon se baap-bhai ke rishte ki parsaayi ka parda poori tarah noch liya tha.

Zoya ne phone lock kiya aur purse mein daal diya. Dono behnon ki choot andar se bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. Unhone ek dusre ko dekha, aur sharmili muskurahat ke saath chupke se kurte ke neeche se apni apni shalwar mein haath daal liya aur apne bhai ko zahen mein sonchte hue ungli chalayi, kuchi hi der mein tez sanso ke saath farigh hokar gehri neend mein chali gayi..

Scene 3: Safar Ka Agla Hissa – Khamosh Aur Besharam Khel

Honda Civic motorway ki sarak par bilkul rawani se daud rahi thi.


Pichli seat par Zoya aur Farah farigh hone ke baad thak kar ek-doosre ke sahare par gehri neend mein so chuki thin. Unki dheemi aur sarsarati hui saansein bata rahi thin ke wo ab is dunya se bilkul be-khabar hain. Bilal ne gaari ki speed ko 90 -100 par cruise control par daal diya, taake uske dono hath aur dimaag free ho sakein.

IRVM (backview mirror) mein Bilal ne peehce dekha. Dono behno ki aankhein sakhti se band thin.


Bilal ke chehre par ek shatirana muskurahat daud gayi. Usne gaari ke AC ko thoda aur tej kiya, taake uski sarsarahat mein gaari ke andar ki koi bhi halki-phulki aawaz dab sake. Ab gaari ke andar sirf AC ki sarsarahat thi aur ek bhari khamoshi.

Bilal ne bina koi aawaz kiye, nehayat besharmi se apna baayein (left) hath apni pants ki zip par rakha.


Usne bohot dheere se zip ko neeche sarkaaya, taake uski 'charr' ki aawaz bhi peehce na jaye. Zip khulte hi, uske andar se 8-inch ka mota, surkh aur lohe ki salaakh ki tarah akra hua lund jhatke se baahar nikal aaya.Bilal ne use apni pants ke upar tikaya, jo driving wheel ke bilkul neeche unki maa—Shamim Banu—ki seat ki taraf rukh kiye khada tha.

Bilal ne apni Ammi ki garam raan par halki si thhapki lagakar unhe apni taraf mutawajjah kiya.

Shamim Banu, jo khidki se baahar dekh rahi thin, wo ye jhatke se kaanp uthin. Phir darrte-darrte Bilal ke isharay par apni nazrein neeche kin. Apne sage bete ka itna bhayanak aur mota lund is tarah khula dekh kar unki saans halk qalaq mein atak gayi.

"Ahhh... Bilal!"... Halki aur bahoth dheemi awaaz unke gale se nikli aur AC ki sarsarahat mein gum hogayi.

Unhone darr kar fauran peehce dekha, magar betiyon ko sota pa kar unki jaan mein jaan aayi. "Yeh... yeh kya bad-tameezi hai? Safar mein toh baaz aa jao. Gari chala rahe ho tum."

Bilal ne unhe khamosh rahne ka ishara kiya apni ungli se, aur kuch kahe bina sirf apni unglian lund par feri aur apni maa ki taraf dekh kar shatirana andaz mein sir hilaya, jiska saaf matlab tha—Isse dekho aur jo main kehta hoon wo karo.Phir Bilal ne apni unglian apni maa ki kasee hui malmal ki kurti ke button ki janib kar unhe kholne ka ishara kiya.

Shamim ne darr aur sharm se sir hilakar mana kiya, unki aankhon mein darr aur sharmindagi tairne lagi. Unhone hath se ishara kiya ke peehce betiyan hain, Khuda ke liye aisi harqat mat karo.Magar Bilal ka chehra sakht ho gaya. Usne gaari ki speed thodi kam ki aur dashboard par hath rakh kar ishara kiya ke agar unhone baat nahi maani, toh wo gaari yahin motorway ke kinare rok kar sabko jaga dega.

Bilal ke is khamosh mardana dabdabe aur dhamki ke samne Shamim Banu bilkul majboor ho gayin. Unka dil zor-zor se chhaati mein dhaddak raha tha. Unhone kaanpte hue hathon se apni kurti ka pehla button khola... phir doosra... aur phir teesra.

Kurti ke button khulte hi unki gori, makhmali chhaati ka gehra cleavage baahar nikal aaya, jahan safed rang ki tight bra mein unke 36C ke bhaari mamme ubal rahe thay.


Bilal ne driving seat se sirf apni do unglian unki bra ke cup par pherne ka ishara kiya


aur phir apna hath neeche le ja kar apne lund ko dhere-dheere muthi mein band karke hilane laga.


Shamim ne sharm se apni aankhein band kar leen. Unhone bina koi aawaz kiye, apne hi hathon se apni bra ke cup ko dhere se neeche sarkaaya. Bra ke sarakte hi unka baayein (left) taraf ka poora bhara hua, gora-chitta mamma baahar nikal aaya.


Us mamme ke bilkul beech mein ek bada, bhura (brown) rang ka nanga nipple akra hua tha, jo safar ke jhatkon ke sath upar-neeche hil raha tha.

Bilal ki aankhein apni sagee maa ke us nange, raseele mamme ko dekh kar chamak utthin. Usne unhe chhuye bina, door se hi hawa mein muthi meenchne ka ishara kiya ke — Apne hath se isse maslo.

Shamim ka apna jism ab is khamosh hawas ki aag mein sulag raha tha. Unhone apna hi hath badhaya aur apne us bhare hue gore mamme ko poori muthi mein bhar kar khud hi zor-zor se masalne lagin. Unka apna hath jab unke nange jism par pisa, toh unke mooh se ek dbi hui siskari nikalne hi wali thi ke unhone doosra hath apne mooh par sakhti se rakh liya.


Unka nanga mamma unhi ke hathon mein upar-neeche dab raha tha aur nipple akarta ja raha tha.

Bilal ne dekh kar apna lund aur tej-tej hilana shuru kiya, uski ragon mein khoon ubal raha tha. Usne phir ek aur ishara kiya — apni ungli mooh mein daal kar dikhayi aur phir unke mamme ki taraf ishara kiya.

Shamim ke hosh ud gaye. Wo samajh gayin ke unka beta kya chahta hai. Sharm aur darr ki aakhri hadd bhi toot chuki thi. Shamim ne dhere se apni gardan neeche ki, unka jism seat par thoda aage ko jhuka, aur unhone apne hi mooh mein apne us gore mamme ke akre hue nipple ko le liya.


Wo khud hi apne mamme ko choosne aur chabane lagin, jabki unka hath lagatar us raseele jism ko masal raha tha.

Yeh manzar is qadar besharam aur khamosh tha ke Bilal ka sabr tootne laga. Usne apna hath unki shalwar ki taraf ishara karte hue hilaya — Neeche hath dalo.

Shamim Banu ab poori tarah se ek maa ke rishte ko bhool kar us khamosh hawas ki daldal mein doob chuki thin. Unhone apna baayein hath apni cotton ki shalwar ke andar daal diya.


Shalwar ke andar jate hi unka hath unki apni choot par laga, jo pehle se hi bete ke lund ko dekh kar pani chhod chuki thi.

Shamim apne hi mamme ko mooh mein liye choos rahi thi aur shalwar mein hath daal kar apni unglian apni choot par ragad rahi thi, jabki driving seat par baitha unke sage bete ka 8-inch ka mota lund uske hath mein tez-tez upar-neeche ho raha tha. Dono ki nazrein ek-doosre par tikki thin—ek taraf beta apna lund sahla raha tha aur doosri taraf maa khud ko farigh kar rahi thi.

AC ke shor mein sirf unki bhaari aur garm saanso ke lene ki dheemi aawaz thi.

Achanak, Shamim ka jism jhatke khane laga. Unki unglian shalwar ke andar tej chalne lagin aur unhone apna mamma mooh se nikaal kar zor se aakhri baar masla. Unki choot ne garam pani ka pichkaari chhod diya aur wo bina koi aawaz kiye, seat se tikh kar farigh ho gayin.

Usi lamhe, Bilal ne bhi apne lund par aakhri kuch tez jhatke maare. Uska mota lund lohe ki tarah akra aur uske tope se gaadha, sufaid mani (semen) ke fawware nikal-nikal kar dashboard aur unke beech ki jagah par girne lage. Bilal ne gehra saans liya aur farigh hote hi apna lund wapis pants ke andar karke zip band kar li.

Shamim ne jaldi se apni bra ka cup upar kiya, kurti ke button band kiye aur tissue se sab saaf karke seedhi baith gayin, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Gaari ab motorway par apni poori raftar se Lahore ki taraf badh rahi thi, jahan haveli inke isteqbal ko taiyyar thi.

**Episode Abhi Khatam Nahi Hua Hai**

Cliffhanger: Jab Multan ke yeh sulagte hue jism haveli ki is rangeen aag se takrayenge, toh agla dhamaka kis hadd tak jayega? Kya Zoya aur Farah haveli pohanch kar bhi apne is naye roop ko chhupa payengi, ya phir Bilal aur Hamza milkar is khel ko koi naya rukh dene wale hain?

Nida ki story ne dono behno ke jehan me incest ki aag jaga di hai.