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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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Ghar Ki Aag

Episode 33: Jawan Shartain, Purane Khiladi​

Scene 1: Guest Room ka Khufiya Sabaq

Lahore ki shaam ab dhall rahi thi. Hamza ne apni bike Miss Kiran ke ghar ke bahar khari ki. Ye aik pur-sukoon gali mein aik chota magar nehayat saleeqe se bana hua ghar tha. Hamza ka dil thoda zor se dharak raha tha—aakhir aaj wo apni dost Arsalan ki maa ke ghar "tanha" aya tha.

Usne doorbell bajayi. Kuch der baad darwaza khula aur Hamza ki saansein jaise ruk si gayin. Miss Kiran samne khari thin, magar aaj wo "Miss Kiran" nahi lag rahi thin. Coaching wala sakht cotton ka suit nahi balki, unhone halke neele rang ki aik transparent Kaftan suit pehna tha. Baal jo hamesha sakht jurey (bun) mein bandhe hote thay, aaj unke kandhon par khule bikhre hue thay.

"Aa gaye Hamza? Andar aao," Miss Kiran ne nehayat narm magar pur-aitamad awaaz mein kaha. Unke jism se wahi mehengi perfume ki khushboo aa rahi thi jo coaching mein Hamza ka dhyan bhatkati thi.

Hamza andar dakhil hua. Drawing room mein halki roshni thi aur AC ki thandak ne mahol ko mazeed nasha-awar bana diya tha.

"Baitho. Main pani lekar aati hoon, phir shuru karte hain," wo kitchen ki taraf chalin gayin. Hamza ne ghaur kiya ke unka wo libas peeche se saaf shaffaf (transparent) tha, jo unke bharray hue jism ki har harkat ko numaya kar raha tha.
Kuch der baad wo do glass juice lekar aayin aur Hamza ke bilkul qareeb sofe par baith gayin. Itne qareeb ke Hamza ko unki saanson ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi.

"Toh... Projectile Motion samjha tha tumne kal?" unhone pucha, magar unki nazrein Hamza ki notebook par nahi, balki uske chehre par thin.
"Miss... koshish toh ki thi, magar dimaag kahin aur hi atka hua tha," Hamza ne himmat karke unki aankhon mein dekha.

Miss Kiran ne halka sa muskurate hue apna glass table par rakh diya. "Hamza, tumhare Abbu ne mujhse kaha tha ke tumhare results ache aane chahiye. Magar tumhare 'artist' banne ka shauq toh kuch aur hi bata raha hai. Wo tasveer... jo tum ne coaching mein banayi thi... wo kis ki thi?"

Hamza ne ek lamhe ke liye socha aur phir dhere se bola, "Wo tasveer kisi shaks ki nahi thi Miss... wo meri 'tashnagi' (thirst) ki thi. Jab insaan ko sukoon na mile, toh wo aise hi khwaab bunta hai."

Miss Kiran ne apna hath aage badhaya aur nehayat narmi se Hamza ke baalon mein ungliyan pheri. "Itni choti umar mein itni garmi, Hamza? Tumhe pata hai tum kiske samne bethe ho? Main tumhari teacher bhi hoon aur tumhare dost ki maa bhi."

"Mujhe pata hai Miss... magar is waqt aap sirf meri ustad hain. Aur ustad ka kaam toh wajib rasta dikhana hota hai na?" Hamza ki awaaz ab bhari ho chuki thi.

Miss Kiran ki saansein thodi tez huin. Unhone apna pair (leg) dusre pair par rakha, jiske wajah se unka pajama thoda aur upar hua aur unka gora, mulayam takhna saaf nazar aane laga. "Hamza... tum bahut khatarnak baatein kar rahe ho. Agar Arsalan aa gaya toh?"

"Aapne hi toh kaha tha ke wo dost ki taraf gaya hai," Hamza ne dheere se apna hath Miss Kiran ke ghutne par rakha. "Miss... Physics toh hum roz padhte hain, aaj thodi Chemistry .....?" Usne apni baat adhuri chhod di.

"Arsalan ghar par nahi hai toh iska matlab ye nahi ke ghar khali hai. Meri chhoti beti, Falak (FSc first year student, Arsalan ki behen), andar apne kamre mein so rahi hai. Usey halka bukhar tha isliye aaj wo jaldi let gayi," Miss Kiran ne dhere se sargoshi ki. "Theek hai... Chemistry ke liye hamein guest room ki taraf jana hoga Hamza, agar tum seekhna chahte ho, toh aao us guest room mein chalo, wahan board bhi hai aur sukoon bhi... wahan main tumhe batati hoon ke 'Force' aur 'Friction' asliyat mein kya hote hain."

Wo uthin aur Hamza ko ishara kiya. Hamza jab unke peeche kamre ki taraf ja raha tha, toh usne dekha ke Miss Kiran ki chaal mein ab aik mard-kush lachak thi. Usey samajh aa gaya tha ke aaj Physics ka lecture nahi, balki uski jawani ka asli imtehaan hone wala hai.

Guest room mein dakhil hote hi Miss Kiran ne darwaza band kiya. Kamre mein ek bada sa white board laga tha, magar mahol kisi class jaisa nahi tha. Unhone Hamza ko kursi par baithne ka ishara kiya aur khud board ke paas khadi ho gayin.

"Toh Hamza... Physics ka pehla sabaq shuru karein?" unhone marker uthate hue kaha, magar unki nazrein Hamza ki aankhon mein gaadh gayi thin.

Hamza ne koshish toh bahut ki ke wo board ki taraf dekhe, magar Miss Kiran ka wo transparent Kaftan suit uske hosh uda raha tha. AC ki thandi hawa se jab suit ka kapda unke badan se chipakta, toh unke jism ki ek ek curve Hamza ko pukaarti, mehsoos hoti.

"Miss... focus nahi ho pa raha," Hamza ne be-baaki se kaha.

Miss Kiran ne marker meiz par rakha aur dheere se chal kar Hamza ke paas aayin. Unhone kursi ke dono hatthon (arms) par hath rakh kar Hamza ke ooper jhukin. Unke khule baal Hamza ke chehre ko chhu rahe thay.

"Kyun Hamza? Kya chal raha hai tumhare is shaitani dimaag mein? Kya tum mere bare mein... ajeeb baatein sochte ho?" unhone nehayat narm magar uksane wale lehje mein pucha.

Hamza ki saansein bhari ho gayin. "Ajeeb nahi Miss... bahut intense baatein. Mera dil karta hai ke main dekhu ke is ustad wale rob ke peeche kitni garmi hai. Main dekhna chahta hoon ke jab aap physics padhati hain, toh kya aapka apna jism bhi unhi 'laws' ko manta hai?"

Miss Kiran ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak aayi. Unhone Hamza ke chehre par hath phera. "Toh tumhari fantasies itni gehri hain? Tumhe lagta hai tum mujhe sambhal paoge?" Unhone nehayat dhere se apna hath niche kiya aur Hamza ki jeans ke ooper se hi uski mardangi ki sakhti ko mehsoos kiya.

"Uff... Hamza," unke hont thartharaye. "Tumhari 'tashnagi' toh waqai hadd se zyada hai."

Wo dhere se niche farsh par carpet par baith gayin, Hamza sofe par hi betha raha. Unhone nehayat itminaan se Hamza ki mardangi ka jaiza liya. Hamza ka auzar uski jawani aur talab ka saaf saboot de raha tha. Miss Kiran, jo is khel ki purani khiladi thin, aaj khud ko rok na sakin. Unhone Hamza ki zip kholi aur pehli baar uski asli mardangi ko apni aankhon ke samne paya.

"Tum toh waqai ek 'toofan' chupa kar bethe ho Hamza," unhone sargoshi ki aur apna munh aage badhaya.

Hamza ne peeche ko ho kar ankhein band kar li. Usey mehsoos hua ke Miss Kiran ne apni "Ustad" wali maharat ab ek naye kaam mein laga di hai. Blowjob ka wo nasha Hamza ke pure jism mein bijli ban kar daudne laga.

Isee dauran, guest room ka darwaza jo shayad puri tarah kundi mein nahi tha, halka sa khula. Falak, jo apne kamre se pani lene nikli thi, dabe paon wahan aa khadi hui. Usne apni Mummy ko farsh par baitha aur Hamza ke saath us halat mein dekh liya.

Hamza ki achanak aankh khuli toh usne Falak ko darwaze ke jhaankte hue dekha. Uska dum nikal gaya, wo hadbada kar peeche hatne laga.
Magar Miss Kiran ne uski raan par hath rakh kar usey roka. Unhone peeche mud kar dekha... unki nazrein Falak se mili.


Falak wahan jam si gayi thi, uski aankhon mein hairat thi magar darr nahi Miss Kiran ke chehre par zara bhi sharmindagi nahi aayi. Unhone nehayat sakht aur pur-aitamad nazar se Falak ki taraf dekha aur sirf apne sar ke ishare se usey wapis jane ko kaha. Unki nazron mein ek aesa hukum tha jise Falak taal nahi sakti thi. Falak ne ek aakhri nazar Hamza ki mardangi par daali aur khamoshi se darwaza bhira kar wapis apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi.

Hamza ka paseena chhoot raha tha. "Miss... wo... Falak..."


"Chup raho Hamza... aur maza lo," Miss Kiran ne dobara wahi shuru kar diya.


Kuch der baad, jab Hamza poori tarah farigh ho gaya aur uski saansein bahal huin,


toh Miss Kiran ne uth kar apne baal sanware. Unhone table se tissue utha kar apna munh saaf kiya aur Hamza ki taraf dekh kar muskurayi.
"Aaj ka sabaq yahi khatam hota hai Hamza. Kal isi waqt aana... Physics ke agle chapter ke liye," unhone nehayat saleeqe se kaha jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Hamza ne ladkhadate kadmon se apni jeans sahi ki. Usey ehsas hua ke Miss Kiran sirf ek khiladi nahi, balki is pure khel ki malika hain. Wo khamoshi se kamre se nikla, magar uske dimaag mein Falak ki wo aakhri nazar ab bhi kisi naye khatre ya naye mauqe ki tarah ghoom rahi thi.

Scene 2: Karachi — Khamosh Aag aur Badalte Tevar

Nashte ki table par ajeeb sa sannata tha. Shamim ne aaj bahut dhyan se surmai rang ka jora pehna tha aur hathon mein wahi purani churiyaan jo Bilal ko pasand thin. Magar Bilal? Woh toh jaise koi aur shakhs ban gaya tha.

"Bilal... ye paratha toh chakho, tumhare liye banaya hai," Shamim ne nehayat narm awaaz mein kaha, unki nazron mein ek ilteja (request) thi.

Bilal ne akhbar se nazar hatayi tak nahi. "Shukriya Ammi, mera dil nahi hai. Main office ja raha hoon." Usne kursi peeche ki aur khara ho gaya.

Zoya, jo samne baithi ye sab dekh rahi thi, uske chehre par ek fatehana muskurahat thi. Usne Bilal ki taraf dekh kar ek gehri nazar daali—jaise keh rahi ho, "Good boy, apni auqat mein raho."

"Bhaiya, aaj aap kafi sukoon mein lag rahe hain. Akhir aapko samajh toh aa gayi ke ghar ki izzat sab se pehle hai," Zoya ne chot ki.

Bilal ne sapaat lehje mein jawab diya, "Tum ne sahi kaha tha Zoya. Main bhatak gaya tha. Ab sab theek hai."

Shamim ka dil ye sun kar jaise chhalni ho gaya. Woh jo Bilal ki aankhon mein apne liye "talab" dekha karti thin, wahan ab sirf ek thandi khamoshi thi. Unhe laga jaise unka wajood Bilal ke liye khatam ho gaya ho.

Dopahar ka Waqt — Kitchen

Farah kitchen mein pani lene aayi toh usne dekha ke Shamim Ammi khari deewar ko takk rahi hain aur chulhe par rakha doodh ubal kar gir raha hai.

"Ammi! Doodh gir raha hai!" Farah ne daurte hue chulha band kiya. "Aap kahan gum hain? Aaj kal aap bahut bhulne lagi hain."

Shamim ne jhatke se hosh sambhala. "Kuch nahi Farah... bas thoda sarr mein dard tha."

Farah ne hairat se unhe dekha. "Ammi, Bilal Bhai ko kya hua hai? Aaj kal wo na mazaq karte hain, na sahi se baat. Aur Zoya Aapi toh jaise pure ghar ki malika bani baithi hain. Kal maine dekha Zoya Aapi, Bilal Bhai ko kuch samjha rahi thin aur Bhai ne sir jhuka kar maan liya. Ajeeb lag raha hai sab."

Shamim ne Farah ki baat ka koi jawab nahi diya, magar unke dimaag mein ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi, Kya Bilal waqai mujhse ukta gaya hai? Ya Zoya ne usey itna dara diya hai ke wo meri taraf dekhne se bhi katra raha hai?

Raat ka Waqt — Corridor

Raat ke sannate mein Shamim dhere se Bilal ke kamre ki taraf badhin. Unka maqsad Bilal ke saamne surrender karna nahi tha, balki us "berukhi" ka sabab puchna tha jo unhe zinda dargor kar rahi thi.

Jaise hi wo darwaze ke paas pahunchin, unhone dekha ke Zoya wahan khari hai, Bilal ke kamre ka darwaza bahar se band kar rahi hai.

"Zoya? Tum yahan kya kar rahi ho?" Shamim ne hairat se pucha.

Zoya ne palat kar Ammi ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ab rob tha. "Ammi, Bhaiya thake hue hain. Maine unhe keh diya hai ke ab se wo apne kamre mein sukoon se rahein aur kisee ki fuzool ki khidmat ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aap bhi apne kamre mein araam kijiye."

Shamim Banu wahi khari reh gayin. Unki apni beti unhe apne hi bete se door kar rahi thi, aur Bilal... Bilal ne andar se koi awaz tak nahi di.

Shamim wapis apne kamre mein aayin aur aaine ke samne khari ho gayin. Unhe apna aap bikharta hua mehsoos hua. Woh tadap jo Bilal ne paida ki thi, ab ek toofan ban chuki thi.

Yahan Saima ki wo baat sahi hoti dikh rahi hai ke "Mard jab peeche hat-ta hai, toh aurat ki bhook dugni ho jati hai."

Shamim ne andhere mein apni mutthiyan bheench lin. Unhe ehsas hua ke wo Bilal ki is berukhi ko zyada din bardaasht nahi kar payengi. Unhe Bilal chahiye tha... har qimat par.

Scene 3: Haveli ki Siyasat aur Shartain

Raat ke khane ka waqt tha. Haveli ke bade dining table par Rashid Sahab sadar (head) kursi par bethe thay, magar unke chehre par ajeeb si ukhra-pan aur narazi thi. Naseem unke dayein taraf thin, aur Saima unke bilkul samne. Hamza, Hira, Usman aur Ayesha bhi khamoshi se khana kha rahe thay, magar mahol mein tanav (tension) saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Saima ne mahol ko halka karne ke liye Rashid Sahab ki plate mein gosht ke salan ki ek nalli rakhi. "Abbu, kya baat hai? Aaj khana kuch pasand nahi aaya ya dimaag par kisi karobari uljhan ka bojh hai?" usne nehayat shokhi se pucha.

Rashid Sahab ne chamcha rakha aur ek gehri saans li. "Saima, jab ghar ki aulad hujjat par utar aaye aur baap ko uski auqat dikhane lage, toh bhook kya khaak honi hai." Unhone ek tirchi nazar Hira par dali jo nehayat itminaan se apna khana kha rahi thi.

Hira ne apni nazrein uthayin, uske chehre par zara bhi darr nahi tha. "Abbu, aap baat ko galat rang de rahe hain. Maine sirf itna kaha tha ke abhi nahi ho sakta ye sab. Aapne apni khwahish zahir ki aur maine meri. Jab tak mera dil-o-dimaagh aur phir ye jism kisi cheez ke liye taiyar na ho, main kaisa saath de sakti hoon aapka?"

Naseem, jo ab tak khamosh thin, thoda chidh kar bolin. "Rashid Sahab! Akhir koi khul kar bolega bhi ke ye kya ho raha hai? Baap-beti ki ye paheliyan meri samajh se bahar hain."

Rashid Sahab ne Naseem ki taraf dekha aur sapaat lehje mein bole. "Naseem, tumhari beti chahti hai ke main iska intezar karoon. Meri khwahish hai ke ye haveli ki jo nayee reet hum logon ne Ayesha ki nahaj par shuru ki hai, usey Hira aage badhaye. Main chahta hoon ke Hira meri 'khidmat' kare, bilkul waise hi jaise Ayesha ne ki hai. Magar ye madam kehti hain ke inko sirf 'jawan lund' hi chahiye."

Naseem ne hairat se Hira ko dekha. "Hira? Kya ye sach hai?"

Hira ne nehayat sanjeedagi aur be-baaki se jawab diya. "Ammi, maine Abbu se chudne ke liye inkaar nahi kiya. Magar Ammi, sochiye na... meri pasand alag hai. Main chahti hoon ke meri pehli chudai ho, toh usme meri marzi bhi shamil ho. Main chahti hoon ke meri choot ki seal jab toote, toh wo koi jawan aur garam lund se ho. Main apni pehli chudai kisi budhey lund se nahi karana chahti... Mujhe 'nayi jawani' aur 'naye jazbaat' ki talab hai. Kul milakar main itna kehna chahti hoon ke main apni pehli chudai ko kisi jawan lund ke saath special banana chahti hoon. Abbu agar apni zidd par adey rahenge toh main kaise taiyar ho sakti hoon? Main pehle apni khwahish poori kar loon, phir Abbu jab chahein tab chod lein mujhe, main inkaar thodi karungi..."

Sab log Hira ki is qadar be-baaki par ta'ajjub kar rahe thay. Rashid Sahab Hira ko abhi bhi ghoor rahe thay. Hira ki is baat par Ayesha ne zor se apna glass table par rakha, uske chehre par jalan saaf thi. "Hira! Kuch toh lihaaz karo. Abbu ki mardangi kisi jawan se kam nahi hai. Tumhe shayad andaza nahi ke tum kya 'miss' kar rahi ho." Ayesha ko darr tha ke kahin Hira ka ye naya-pan Rashid Sahab ko us se bilkul hi door na kar de.

Naseem ne nehayat saleeqe se Rashid Sahab ka hath thama aur nehayat narm awaaz mein boli. "Rashid Sahab, aap itne tajurbakaar hokar bacchi ki baat ka bura maan gaye? Hira ka kehna galat nahi hai. Ek phool ko khilne ke liye dhoop aur thodi thandak dono chahiye hoti hai. Agar aap zor-zabardasti karenge, toh wo maza nahi aayega jiske aap shauqeen hain. Iski saakh (dignity) ka khayal rakhna bhi toh aap hi ka farz hai. Isse thoda nakhre dikhane dein, isi mein toh maza hai."

Hira ne phir kaha, "Abbu aap se main bhi utna hi pyar karti hoon jitna Saima Api aur Ayesha Baji karti hain... aap chahein toh main abhi aapka lund choos doongi yahin sab ke samne, ya aapko mere ye chhote mamme chodne hain toh chod lijiye main mana nahi karungi, lekin main abhi aapko meri choot nahi doongi. Iske liye mujhe aur waqt chahiye." Hira ne roni si soorat banayi jis par sab hans diye... Rashid Sahab bhi halka sa muskura diye.

Ayesha ne hont bheenchiye, uski jalan ab gusse mein badal rahi thi. Naseem ne mahol ko sanbhalne ke liye Usman aur Zoya ke rishte ka bomb phorne ka ye sahi mauqa jaana.

Naseem ne Ayesha ki bechaini samjhi aur uski taraf dekhte hue kaha, "Hamein pyar aur mohabbat se hi ek dusre se maza lena hai. Aur phir ab waqt hai khandan ko badhane ka. Maine socha hai ke kyun na hum Usman aur Zoya ke rishte ki baat shuru karein Shamim Baji se? Karachi se Bilal aur uske ghar wale jab aayenge, toh hum ye dawat isi khushi mein rakhenge."

Ye sunte hi Usman ke hath se nivala girte girte bacha. Usne shock mein Naseem ko dekha, jabke Hamza aur Ayesha ne excitement dikhayi. "Wah Ammi! Ye toh bahut zabardast khabar hai," Ayesha ne chahakte hue kaha aur Rashid Sahab ki taraf jhuki. "Abbu, ab toh gussa thuk dein. Dekhiye ghar mein kitni khushiyan aane wali hain. Hira bhi maan jayegi, bas aap thoda narm par jayein."

Rashid Sahab ka sakht chehra pighalne laga toh Usman ne mauqa dekh kar chhedte hue kaha, "Abbu, lagta hai Hira ne koi 'Jawan Khiladi' dhoond rakha hai, tabhi itni badi shart rakh rahi hai. Kahin aisa na ho ke aap intezar karte reh jayein aur maidan koi aur maar le jaye."

Idhar Hamza ne bhi hanste hue bola, "Bhaiya sahi keh rahe hain. Saima Api aur Ayesha Baji toh Abbu ke tajurbe ki deewani hain, magar Hira ko shayad 'zor-azmayi' zyada pasand hai."

Rashid Sahab ne Hamza aur Usman ko ghoora, magar unki nazron mein ab ghussa nahi tha, lekin ek mayoosi zaroor thi. Unhone Hira ka hath thapthapaya, "Theek hai Hira, main tumhare jazbato ka lihaz rakhunga, lekin apne is budhey baap ko zyada mayoos mat karna."

Saima ne Rashid Sahab ki mayoosi ko mehsoos kiya aur unhe khush karne ki niyat se kursi par thoda aage ko jhuki, jisse uski gori gardan aur sexy cleavage Rashid Sahab ke bilkul samne aa gayi. "Abbu... ye roothna manana toh apni jagah hai, magar meri bhi ek khwahish hai," Saima ne nehayat dhere aur nashili awaaz mein kaha. "Waise toh hamare ghar mein mardangi ki khillat nahi hai, magar mujhe aapke us mardana tajurbe ki talab hai jo mujhe 'dusri taraf' (gaand) se fateh kar sake. Ammi ne bataya hai aap is fann mein ustad hain. Hira jab tak nakhre dikhati hai, tab tak kyun na aap mujh par apna tajurba azmayein?"

Rashid Sahab ki aankhon mein achanak ek chamak aayi. Saima ki is be-baak peshkash ne unki mayoosi ko kafur kar diya. "Naseem... hamari betiyan waqai mardon ko rijhana janti hain," Rashid Sahab ne thandi saans lete hue kaha. "Theek hai. Hira ko uska waqt diya, magar Saima... tumhari khwahish kal hi poori hogi."

Hamza ne shararat se Saima ki taraf dekha, "Baji, Abbu ka 'pichla rasta' kholne ka tajurba toh bada mash'hoor hi lagta hai, magar sambhal kar... kahin aapka pichla darwaza hamesha ke liye na khula reh jaye!"

Naseem ne Hira ki taraf dekh kar aankh maari. Poore dastarkhwan par ab khana kam aur aane wali rangeen raaton ki saazishein zyada parosi ja rahi thin.

Sab ka khana khatam hua. Sab kaam nipta kar jab Saima upar apne kamre mein jane lagi toh Hamza ne usey raste mein hi rok liya. "Aapi, aap apni gaand ka pehla mauqa mujhe hi dene wali thin, aap ne wada bhi kiya tha... kya aap apna wada todengi?"

Saima ne Hamza ke lund ko uske trousers ke upar se hi dabate hue kaha, "Kya karun Hamza, Abbu ka wo mayoos chehra mujhse dekha nahi gaya isliye majboori mein maine Abbu ko offer de di. Lekin tu fikar na kar, main jaldi tere liye meri saas Shamim Khala ko ready karne wali hoon. Mere badle tu unki gaand maar lena."

"Koi baat nahi Aapi, mujhe 'seal-veal' ki koi aisi khwahish nahi hai. Pyar se jo bhi jab bhi koi mauqa mil jaye main usee mein khush ho jata hoon," Hamza ne saaf dili se keh diya. Saima ne uski saaf dili ka inaam pyar se uske hont choos kar diya,




aur thakavat ki wajah se dono apne apne kamro mein chale gaye..

Scene 4: Hira ka Kamra — Raaz aur Iraade

Raat ke do baj rahe thay. Haveli mein har taraf ek gehra aur bheetar tak utar jaane wala sannata tha, sirf purani deewar-ghari ke tiktikane ki madham awaaz corridor ki khamoshi ko cheer rahi thi. Hamza ne nehayat dabe paon Hira ke kamre ka darwaza khola aur andar dakhil ho gaya. Hira bister par dono ghutne seene se lagaye, ajeeb si uljhan aur soch mein doobi hui thi.

"Hira Baji? Soi nahi ab tak?" Hamza ne dhere se darwaza band karte hue pucha.

Hira ne jhatke se gardan mor kar usey dekha, uski aankhon mein dastar-khwan wali woh shokhi nahi thi, balki ek thakan si thi. Phir bhi usne khud ko sambhalte hue halki si muskurahat bikhri. "Kaise so jati Hamza? Aaj jo tamasha table par laga kar aayi hoon, uski thartharahat abhi tak jism se gayi nahi hai."

Hamza dhere se uske paas bister par baith gaya. "Waqai Baji, aapne toh aaj hadd kar di. Abbu ke samne woh 'jawan lund' wali shart... aur phir woh lund choosne wali offer? Pura khandan shock mein tha. Mujhe laga aap waqai itni be-baak ho gayi ho."

Hira ne ek gehri saans li aur apna kaanpta hua hath Hamza ke bazu par rakh diya. Uski ungliyan thandi thin. "Hamza... main pagal nahi hoon, aur na hi main itni nidarr hoon jitna dikhane ki koshish karti hoon. Main jaanti hoon Abbu ki ragon mein kitni bhediya numa hawas daud rahi hai. Agar main aaj sirf 'na' keh deti, toh wo muje daant kar ya zor-zabardasti se abhi tak apne bistar par litaye hue hote."

Usne apni nazrein jhuka lin, uske chehre par ek ajeeb si sharmindagi aur darr ke saaye saaf nazar aane lage. "Asal baat kuch aur hai Hamza... Main bohot dari hui hoon. Maine Ayesha Baji ki woh dardnak haalat apni aankhon se dekhi hai jab unki seal tooti thi. Abbu ka woh 9-inch ka mota aur bhari lund... uske baare mein soch kar hi meri rooh kaanp jati hai. Itne dinon tak toh main is khauf ko masti mazaq aur chhed-khaniyon ke peeche chupati aayi hoon, magar aaj jab dastar-khwan par mujhe laga ke ab wahi azdaha (python) meri choot par waar karne ke liye bilkul tana khara hai... toh andar se mera dum nikal gaya."

Hamza ne hairat aur hamdardi se usey dekha. Hira ne dhere se apna sar Hamza ke kandhe par tika diya. "Mujhe sabke samne yeh bolte hue sharm aa rahi thi ke main Abbu ke us mote auzar se darr kar bhaag rahi hoon... isliye maine woh 'jawan lund' aur 'nayi jawani' ka pura khel racha. Taake Abbu ko lage ke unka muqabla kisi aur se hai, aur unki mardana anaa thodi dheeli pad jaye. Is jhoot ki aad mein maine na sirf apne liye thoda waqt nikal liya, balki unhe mayoos kar Saima Baji ki taraf dhaka bhi de diya."

Hamza ne fikrmandi se uski thori ko ooper uthaya. "Magar Baji, kab tak? Abbu kal nahi toh parso phir tumhari taraf dekhenge. Yeh darr kab tak chupaogi?"

Hira ne Hamza ki naram aur jawan aankhon mein dekha, jahan koi khaufnak hawas nahi balki ek apnapan tha. "Tab tak Hamza, jab tak tum poori tarah taiyar nahi ho jate. Main chahti hoon ke meri choot ki seal is haveli ke sab se special aur jawan lund se toote, taake mujhe woh behnaap dard na mile jo Ayesha Baji ne jhela. Main apni pehli chudai tumhare sath naram aur special banana chahti hoon, Abbu ke us beraham mote lund ke sath nahi. Kya tum mujhe is darr se nahi nikaloge?"

Hamza ka dil ye sun kar zor se dharakne laga. Hira ki is masoomiyat aur uske andar chupe darr ne Hamza ke andar ek mardana hifazat ka jazba jaga diya. Usne Hira ko bazuon mein kaskar qareeb khincha aur uske mathe ko nehayat narmi se chooma. "Main aapko kabhi mayoos nahi karunga, Baji. Aapki seal par pehla aur aakhri haq mera hi hoga, aap fikar na karen. Waise... aaj mere saath bhi kuch ajeeb hua hai."

Hira ne apni bechaini ko thoda peeche dhelde hue tajassus se pucha, "Kya? Miss Kiran ke ghar physics kaisi rahi?"

Hamza ne hanpte hue poora kissa sunaya—kaise Miss Kiran ne usey guest room mein bulaya, kaise unhone uska "test" liya, aur sab se badi baat, kaise unki beti Falak ne unhe us halat mein dekh liya.

Hira ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. "Kya?! Falak ne dekh liya? Aur Miss Kiran ne usey roka tak nahi?"

"Nahi," Hamza ne sar hilaya. "Miss ne bas ishara kiya aur wo chali gayi. Aisa lagta hai jaise us ghar mein bhi wahi sab normal hai jo yahan hota hai. Falak ki nazron mein darr nahi tha Hira Baji... wahan kuch aur hi tha. Shayad bhook, ya shayad jalan."

Hira ne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath Hamza ki thori pakdi. "Toh iska matlab hai ke tum sirf maa ko hi nahi, beti ko bhi phansane wale ho? Hamza, tum toh bade khiladi nikle."

"Abhi toh shuruat hai Hira Baji," Hamza ne uske labon ke qareeb hote hue kaha. "Miss Kiran ne mujhe kal phir bulaya hai. Unhone kaha hai ke kal 'Force' aur 'Friction' ka agla chapter parhayengi."

Hira ne Hamza ke hont choos liye. "Theek hai... tum wahan Physics parho, main yahan Abbu ko handle karti hoon. Magar yaad rakhna Hamza... pehla haq mera hai."

Dono ek dusre ki bahon mein simat gaye. Haveli ki deewaron ne ek aur naye gunah ki saazish ko apne andar jazb kar liya.

Episode 33 Khatam​

Cliffhanger: Ek taraf Hamza aur Hira agle bade khel ki taiyari kar rahe hain, toh doosri taraf Rashid Sahab, Saima ki "pichli taraf" wali dawat ke intezar mein hain. Magar kya Hira apne abbu ke beraham lund se apni choot bacha payegi? Aur kya Shamim Banu, Bilal ki berukhi ko bardaasht kar payengi ya phir koi bada qadam uthayengi?

Bahot badhiya shaandar update
Shamim ki tadap badhti jaa rahi h Bilal ki berukhi ki wajah se ab dekhte h Shamim yeh berukhi ki wajah se kia qadam uthati h
Madam tow Hamza ko jhatka de dala apni beti ke samne hi blowjob dekar
Tow Hira ke dil Rashid ke cobra ki wajah se dar beth gaya h isilye woh apni bhai Hamza se apni seal tudwana chahti h
Bahahal dekhte h aage kia hota h