- 1,367
- 1,332
- 159
Please be patient until GIFs are loaded.
GIFs load hone tak thhoda sabr rakhen.
GIFs load hone tak thhoda sabr rakhen.
★ GHAR KI AAG ★
☟
☟
♡ INDEX ♡ |
|---|
Last edited:
- 1,367
- 1,332
- 159
I think miss kiran and hamza lekin te teesra ladka Kon hai sayad hamza koi dost ya aur student ohh sayad miss kiran ka betaTrailer: Episode 39/2
- 1,367
- 1,332
- 159
kirantariq
Well-Known Member
- 9,568
- 9,087
- 189
kirantariq
Well-Known Member
- 9,568
- 9,087
- 189
kirantariq
Well-Known Member
- 9,568
- 9,087
- 189
Bhai i must say start se ab tak apki story bhut achi ho gae ha.**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?
Fuckingkiller23
Member
- 395
- 936
- 108
Tum Pinterest, scrolller (3 bar 'L' h), Shutterstock, little use of picsart agr psnd ho toh editing k lie,,,, pr usss sbme thoda time lgg skta,,,, wese main cheez toh story mei, h kafi stories h jinme bina pictorial representation k, gifs dalkr bhi kafi achha lgta
- 1,367
- 1,332
- 159
It's a great compliment for this story, I really appreciate this.Bhai i must say start se ab tak apki story bhut achi ho gae ha.