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

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Kuch aurat umar ke sath aur bhi beautiful, appealing ho jate hey. Kahani pey maa naseem ko esei appealing rakh satte hey ap. Paak bhi sath sath appealing bhi jo hide kar ke rakhe

Baat to sahi hai, dekhte hain kab tak hide ho paati hai wo.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Achi shuruwat hai ...
Ghar mai khane ko nahi hoga magar har ghar mai ek neet ka student jaroor milega btw mai bhi neet student rah chuka hu

Shukriya aap ke comment ka, similarity neet student tak hi mahdood hai ya aur bhi kuch baat hai jo similar hai

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Next update is coming in some time, so stay tuned guys......

 

[Devil_Mind]

Shukriya aap ke comment ka, similarity neet student tak hi mahdood hai ya aur bhi kuch baat hai jo similar hai

Chhoriye kya janiyega hum bhi incest ke aise hi fan nahi hai kuch to hua hai humare sath bhi . Magar maa ke sath nahi chachi ke sath

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Update likhte likhte aaj thodi der hogayi, editing aur kuch kuch jagah sahi se scene ban nahi paaraha tha, lekin jaise taise complete kar kar post kar raha hu kuch hi der me,

Late update ke liye muafi ka talabgaar hu.....

Update kaisa laga zaroor batana aur aise hi meri haunsla afzayi karte rahiyega.

Shukriya.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 5: Khamosh Raaz aur Band Kamre Ki Tapish​

Lahore ki tapish ab sirf mausam tak mehdood nahi thi, balki ghar ki char-diwari ke andar ek alag hi garmahat janam le rahi thi.

Subah ke 10:30 baj rahe thay. Rashid sahib apne kaam par nikal chuke thay aur chote bachon ka college bhi shuru ho gaya tha. Ghar mein sirf Naseem, Saima aur Usman reh gaye thay.

Saima kitchen mein Ammi ki madad kar rahi thi, lekin uske haath kaanp rahe thay. Usne mehsoos kiya ke Naseem ki nazrein uski gardan par ruke halke se nishaan aur uski bechaini ka peecha kar rahi hain.

"Saima... tu aaj kal bohot khamosh rehne lagi hai," Naseem ne dhaniya kaat-te hue bade sukoon se kaha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek sawaliya nishaan tha.

"Nahi toh Ammi, bas... garmi ki wajah se thakan ho jati hai," Saima ne nazrein churate hue jawab diya.

Tabhi Usman kitchen mein dakhil hua. Uske chehre par wahi mutma'in muskurahat thi jo Saima ko andar tak jhanjhor deti thi.

"Ammi, mujhe thoda kaam se bahar jana hai, lekin dopahar tak wapas aa jaunga. Saima Api, aap ko kuch mangwana toh nahi?" Usman ne bade saleeqe se poocha, lekin usne 'Api' lafz par jo halka sa zor diya, woh sirf Saima hi samajh sakti thi.

"Nahi... mujhe kuch nahi chahiye," Saima ne jaldi se kaha aur kitchen se bahar nikal gayi.

Usman ne Ammi ko dekha aur halka sa muskura kar bahar chala gaya. Naseem wahin khadi sab dekh rahi thi. Usey yaad aaya ke kaise raat ko usne upar se aati dheemi sargoshiyan suni thin. Uska dil kaanp utha—kya uski tarbiyat mein koi kami reh gayi thi ya yeh jawani ka andha junoon tha?

Raat ka Manzar (12:45 AM):

Ghar mein mukammal sannata tha. Saima apne kamre mein leti thi, lekin neend usse sadiyon door thi. Usne darwaza band nahi kiya tha—jaise woh kisi ka intezar kar rahi ho aur saath hi us ehsaas se darr bhi rahi ho.

Dheere se darwaze ki charkhat hui. Usman andar dakhil hua. Is baar usne koi bahaana nahi kiya.

"Api... maine kaha tha na, main wapas aaunga," Usman ne bilkul paas baithte hue kaha. Uske jism se ek mardana khushbu aur paseene ki halki si mehak aa rahi thi.

Saima ne uthne ki koshish ki, "Usman, dekho... jo kal hua woh ek khata thi. Hum yeh baar baar nahi kar sakte. Ammi ko shak ho raha hai."

Usman ne Saima ka haath thama aur uski hatheli par apni ungliyan pherne laga. "Shak toh tab hoga na jab hum kuch badlenge. Hum waise hi rahenge jaise sabke samne hain... lekin band kamre mein, hum sirf hum honge."

Usne Saima ko apni taraf khincha. Saima ka sar Usman ke mazboot seene par tika tha. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thin.

"Tumhe darr nahi lagta?" Saima ne sargoshi mein poocha.

"Darr lagta toh yahan nahi hota. Mujhe sirf tumhari is khamosh pyas ka darr hai jo tumhe tadpati hai," Usman ne uski thodi (chin) upar uthate hue kaha.

Dono ki aankhein mili. Saima ki aankhon mein guilt aur hawas ki ek ajeeb si jung chal rahi thi.

"Saima Api..." Usman ne sargoshi ki.

Saima uth kar baith gayi, usne halke kapde pehne hue thay jo uske jism ke ubharon ko numaya kar rahe thay. "Usman... mat karo yeh sab. Koi dekh lega toh qayamat aa jayegi."

"Koi nahi dekhega," Usman ne paas baithte hue kaha aur Saima ka narm haath apne haath mein le liya. "Tumhe pata hai tum kitni haseen ho? Kal se tumhari woh khushbu mere dimaag se nahi nikal rahi."

Usman ne dheere se Saima ko apni taraf khincha. Saima ne shuru mein halki si muzahmat ki, lekin jab Usman ke garam honth uski gardan se takraye, toh uske jism ki thandak pighalne lagi. Saima ke munh se ek halki si siski nikli.

Usman ne Saima ki shirt ke button kholne shuru kiye. Saima ki saansein tez ho gayi thin. "Usman... tum pagal ho gaye ho," usne kaha, lekin uske haath khud-ba-khud Usman ke baalon mein phans gaye thay.
Jab Usman ne uske jism se kapde alag kiye, toh Saima ka gora badan chandni mein chamakne laga. Usman ki nazrein uski bhari hui chatiyon aur patli kamar par jami thin. Usne mazeed intezar nahi kiya aur Saima ke hontoon ko apne hontoon mein bhar liya. Yeh chumban mamooli nahi tha, isme sadiyon ki bhook aur hawas shamil thi.

"Aaah... Usman... dheere," Saima ne karahate hue kaha jab Usman ne uski ek chati ko apne munh mein bhar kar zoor se chusa. Saima ka jism kamaan ki tarah tarr gaya. Woh apne bhai ke is naye roop ko dekh kar dang thi, lekin uski mardana quwwat usey pagal kar rahi thi.

Usman ne apne kapde bhi utaar phenke. Uska jism garmahat se tap raha tha. Usne Saima ki tangon ko phelaaya aur uske beech ki geeli jagah ko mehsoos kiya. "Api... tum toh pehle se hi taiyar ho," Usman ne shararat se kaha aur ek gandi gali bakte hue uski phudi par hath phera.


"Haramzade... zaban sambhaal ke," Saima ne saans phoolte hue kaha, lekin uski aankhon mein nasha tha.

Usman ne apna sakht aur tana hua auzaar Saima ki rano ke beech rakha aur ek jhatke se andar dakhil ho gaya.

"Ooooohhh Maaari gayi! Usman... nikaalo... bohot bada hai!" Saima ne dard aur lutf ke mare Usman ke kandhe par daant gaar diye.


Usman ne rukne ke bajaye lambe aur gehre dhakke lagana shuru kiye. Kamre mein sirf unke jismon ke takrane ki 'thap-thap' ki awaz goonj rahi thi. Saima ab dard bhool chuki thi, woh har dhakke par uchalti aur Usman ko aur andar khinchti.

"Haan... aise hi... aur zor se... mere bhai... aur zor se chodo mujhe!" Saima ab hosh-o-hawaas kho chuki thi. Woh apne chote bhai ke neeche ek raand ki tarah tadap rahi thi.


Usman ne uski tangon ko apne kandhon par rakha aur puri quwwat se dhakke marne laga. Saima ki phudi se nikalne wali geelepan ne kaam aur asaan kar diya tha. Kuch der baad, dono ka jism paseene se sharabor ho gaya. Usman ne akhri chand tez jhatke maare aur apna sara garam mada Saima ke andar khali kar diya.

Dono lambi lambi saansein lete hue ek doosre se lipat gaye. Saima ka sar Usman ke seene par tha. "Tumne mujhe kahin ka nahi chhoda, Usman," usne sargoshi ki.

Usman ne uske maathe ko chooma. "Maine toh tumhe sirf jeena sikhaya hai, Api."


Subah ka Manzar:
Nashte ki mez par sab baithe thay. Saima ne dupatta achhe se sar par liya hua tha, lekin uski aankhon ki thakan aur chehre ki chamak kuch aur hi keh rahi thi.

Hamza ne achanak luqma todte hue poocha, "Bhai, kal raat main paani peene utha tha, aapke kamre ka darwaza khula tha aur aap wahan nahi thay. Aap kahan thay itni raat ko?"

Naseem ne achanak apni nazrein uthayin aur seedha Usman aur Saima ko dekha. Saima ka hath chai ke piyale par thartharaya.


Agla Episode: Kya Usman pakda jayega? Ya koi naya bahana banayega?

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Gifs add karne me kaafi mushkil horahi hai

 

[keepinsimple99]

Badhiya update

 

[saeednawaz]

Ab jo hai so hai.... Ab kya kiya jaa sakta hai....

Its alright brother.. sirf suggestion that. Love your story been a while with a good pakistani muslim incest story. Theyre my favourite. Hope you will keep writing it

 

[Premkumar65]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 4: Darwaze Ki Charkhaat Aur Pehla Junoon​

Raat ke 1:00 AM.
Lahore, Model Town Extension. Garmi apne urooj par thi. Fan tez raftari se chal raha tha, lekin hawa mein ek ajeeb si suffocation thi jo jism ko bechain kiye hue thi. Bijli abhi tak maujood thi, jiski wajah se fan ki sarsarahat ghar ke sannate mein aur bhi zyada goonj rahi thi. Neeche Rashid Ahmed apne kamre mein befikri se so rahe thay, aur Naseem bhi kitchen mein sab kaam nipta kar apne bistar par ja chuki thi, lekin uski neend ab bhi kacchi thi.

Saima apne kamre mein bistar par aadhi leti, aadhi baithi thi. Uski aankhon mein neend nahi, bechaini aur khauf tha. Magar is khauf ke saath ek ajeeb si talab bhi jism mein jaag uthi thi, jo usey pichli raat se ghere hue thi. Usman ke haath ka lams, uski saans ki garmi, maathe par kiya gaya woh kiss jo bhai ka nahi, kuch aur hi ehsaas de gaya tha – sab uske zehen mein baar baar ghoom raha tha. Usne apni nighty utaar kar sirf halki si chadar odh rakhi thi, paseena uske jism par chamak raha tha.

Usman ki aakhri baat uske kaano mein goonj rahi thi: *"Api… theek hai. Main ja raha hoon. Lekin kal raat… agar aap chaho to main phir aaunga. Aap bas darwaza khula chhod dena."*

Saima ka dil zoron se dhadak raha tha. Uske dimagh mein guilt aur hawas ki jung chal rahi thi. Ek taraf uski shadi, uska shohar Bilal, uski apni tahzeeb thi, aur doosri taraf jism ki anjaani pyaas aur Usman ki chaahat. Usne dheere se bistar se utha, uske pair zameen par padte hi thandi farsh ki chubhan mehsoos hui. Hathon mein kampkapi thi jab woh darwaze ki taraf badhi. Darwaza halka sa khula hua tha, jaisa Usman ne kaha tha. Saima ne ek lambi, gehri saans li aur dheere se darwaze ko thoda aur khol diya, bas itna ke koi andar aa sake. Phir woh wapas apne bistar par chali gayi aur chadar lapet kar aankhein band kar li. Usne apne aap ko surrender kar diya tha.

Kuch hi lamhon baad, darwaze par ek halki si *charkhaat* hui.

Usman andar aaya. Usne darwaza dheere se band kiya, aur halki si *khatak* ki awaaz ke saath andar se lock kar diya. Is baar woh sirf lungi mein tha, uska ubhra hua jism, paseene mein bheega hua, moonlight mein chamak raha tha. Woh sidha Saima ke bistar ke paas aaya aur bina kuch kahe bistar ke kinare pe baith gaya.

Saima ne dheere se aankhein kholi. Usne Usman ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ab dar kam, hawas zyada thi.
“Usman… tum aa gaye.” Uski awaaz sargoshi mein thi, itni dheemi ke mushkil se sunai de rahi thi.

Usman ne jawaab nahi diya, bas dheere se smile kiya. Usne Saima ka haath apne haath mein liya. Is baar haath pakadte hi Saima ka pura jism sihar gaya. Usman ne uske haath ko apne hontho se chhua, ek naram kiss diya, aur phir uski ungliyon ko apni ungliyon mein phasa kar halke se dabaya.
“Api… main jaanta tha tum chahti ho.” Usman ki awaaz mein ek sukoon tha, jaise usne apni manzil pa li ho.

Saima ne sar jhuka liya. “Yeh… yeh theek nahi hai Usman. Hamare rishte…”
“Rishte?” Usman ne Saima ki chadar ko dheere se uske jism se neeche kiya, uske nange kandhe ab saaf dikh rahe thay. “Rishte sirf naam ke hote hain, api. Jism ki zarooratein sachchi hoti hain. Tum akeli ho, main bhi akela. Tumhe sukoon chahiye, mujhe bhi.”

Usne Saima ko apni taraf khincha. Saima ne is baar mukhalifath nahi ki. Woh dheere se Usman ke seene se lag gayi. Usman ka seena garam tha, paseene se bheega hua, aur uski heartbeat tez thi. Saima ne mehsoos kiya ke uske apne mamme Usman ke seene par dab rahe thay, aur is ehsaas se uske andar aag si lag gayi.

Usman ne apne haath Saima ki kamar par rakhe aur usey aur zor se apni taraf dabaya. Phir usne apna sar jhukaya aur Saima ke kaan par apne honth rakhe.
“Api… kitne din ho gaye tumhe.” Usne sargoshi mein kaha, uski saans Saima ke kaan mein garam hawa bhar rahi thi. “Kitni pyasi ho tum, main jaanta hoon.”

Saima ne aankhein band kar li. Uske jism mein ek lehar si daud gayi. Usman ne dheere se Saima ke kaan ki lau ko chusa, aur phir uski gardan par apne honth rakh diye. Saima ke moonh se ek halki si *aah* nikal gayi.
“Usman… please…” Woh kehna chahti thi ke ruk jao, magar uske dil ki gehraiyon se ek aur awaaz aa rahi thi – *aur karo*.

Usman ne Saima ko bistar par dheere se leta diya. Woh uske upar jhuka, uske honth Saima ke honthon par aa lage. Pehle naram, phir gehre. Saima ne pehle jhijhak dikhai, lekin phir usne bhi Usman ka saath diya, apne honthon ko uske honthon par dabaya. Unke honth ek doosre ko choosne lage, zabaanein ek doosre se takrane lagin. Saima ki saans tez ho gayi, aur uska jism kampne laga.

Usman ne apne haath Saima ki kamar se neeche le ja kar uske hips par rakh diye aur unhe masalne laga. Saima ne apne haath Usman ki gardan mein daal diye aur usey aur zor se apni taraf khincha.
“Uff… Usman… yeh kya kar rahe ho?” Saima ki awaaz behak rahi thi.

Usman ne apne honth Saima ke honthon se hataye aur uski gardan se hote hue uske mammon ki taraf badha. Saima ki chadar ab puri tarah se uske jism se hat chuki thi. Uska nanga jism Usman ke samne tha – bhare hue mamme, gol kamar. Usman ne apne honth Saima ke ek mamme par rakh diye aur usey choosne laga. Saima ke moonh se ek aur tez *aah* nikal gayi.
“Oohh… Usman… aah… dheere…”

Usman ne ek mamme ko chhod kar doosre par apne honth rakh diye. Dono hathon se woh Saima ke mammon ko masal raha tha, daba raha tha, aur unhe choos raha tha. Saima apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi thi. Usne apni aankhein band kar li aur apne jism ko Usman ke hawale kar diya.
“Haaye… meri jaan… aah… aur chuso… mere bhai mujhe pagal kar dega tu… aah… mmm…” Saima ke moonh se be-ikhtiyaar alfaaz nikal rahe thay.

Usman ne muskuraya. Usne apna ek haath Saima ki ranon ke beech le ja kar uski panty ke upar se uski phuddi ko masla. Saima ka jism aur tez kampne laga.
“Api… kitni garam ho tum… yeh dekho… tumhari phuddi kitni gili ho gayi hai.” Usne sargoshi mein kaha.

Saima ne sharam se aankhein band kar li. “Usman… nikal de… usko… aah…”
Usman ne dheere se Saima ki panty neeche khiskai aur usey utaar diya. Ab Saima ka jism puri tarah se nanga Usman ke samne tha. Usman ne uski phuddi ko dekha – gulabi, ubhri hui, aur paseene se chamakti hui. Usne apni ungli se uske daane ko chhua.
“Aah! Usman! Maar dala tune… aur… aur kar… aah… bhai meri jaan nikal jayegi” Saima tadap uthi.

Usman ne apni lungi bhi utaar di. Uska mota, garam lund tan kar khada tha. Saima ne ek jhalak dekhi, uska dil zoron se dhadakne laga. Usne kabhi itna bada lund nahi dekha tha, Bilal ka lund iske saamne chhota lag raha tha.
Usman ne Saima ke ooper aa kar uske honthon ko chooma aur phir dheere se apna lund Saima ki phuddi ke muhane par rakha.
“Api… taiyar ho?” Usman ne saans lete hue poocha.

Saima ne sar hilaya, uski aankhon mein aansu thay, sharam ke ya khushi ke, woh khud nahi jaanti thi. “Haan… haan Usman… daal de… faad de mujhe… aah…”
Usman ne ek zor ka dhakka lagaya. Saima ki moonh se ek dard bhari cheekh nikli, jo usne takiye mein dabane ki koshish ki.
“Aah! Maaa… ahh… ahh… dheere… ahh…” Saima ne apne daant bheench liye.

Usman ne thodi der roka, Saima ke honthon ko choom kar usey tasalli di. Phir dheere dheere woh harkat karne laga. Pehle halke jhatke, phir tez. Saima ka dard dheere dheere maze mein badal gaya. Usne bhi Usman ka saath dena shuru kiya, apni kamar uchal uchal kar Usman ke dhakkon ka jawab dene lagi.
“Haan… haan Usman… aah… aise hi… meri gaand maar de… aah… tera lund… mere bhai… chod mujhe… aah… tez… aur tez.” Saima ke moonh se galiyan nikalne lagin, uski sharam sab bhool chuki thi.

Dono ke jism paseene mein bheeg chuke thay, unki saansein tez ho chuki thin, aur unke jism ek doosre mein sama chuke thay. Unke takrane ki awaazein, unki siskariyan, aur garmi ki wajah se chamakta hua jism – sab ne us kamre mein ek junoon ka mahaul bana diya tha.

Taqreeban aadhe ghante baad, Usman ne ek akhri tez dhakka lagaya aur Saima ke andar hi jhad gaya. Saima ka jism bhi kamp gaya aur woh bhi Usman ke neeche shant ho gayi. Dono ek doosre par lete rahe, saans lete hue, jism dheele pad chuke thay.


Usman ne dheere se Saima ke maathe par kiss kiya. “Api… mazaa aaya?”
Saima ne dheere se sar hilaya. Uski aankhon mein ab bhi aansu thay. “Haan… bohot.” Usne moonh pher liya. Sharam aur guilt ne usey phir se gher liya tha.

Usman thodi der Saima ke paas leta raha, phir woh utha. Usne apne kapde pehne aur Saima ko chadar odha di. Darwaza khol kar woh chup chap bahar nikal gaya.

Saima akeli bistar par leti rahi. Uska jism ab bhi Usman ke lams ki garmi se tap raha tha. Magar dil mein ek khaali pan aur bohot zyada guilt tha. Usne kya kar diya? Apne bhai ke saath… apne shohar ko dhoka diya. Lekin jism ko sukoon mil chuka tha.

Subah 6:00 AM.
Hamza apne kamre se nikla. Raat bhar usey neend nahi aayi thi. Upar se aati hui dheemi awaazein, aur phir Usman bhai ka kamre se bahar nikalna… usne corridor mein dekha. Saima api ke kamre ka darwaza ab bhi halka sa khula hua tha. Hamza ka dil dhak se reh gaya. Usne dheere se darwaze ko band kiya aur wapas apne kamre mein chala gaya. Uske zehen mein ek ajeeb sa toofan uth raha tha.

Neeche Naseem chai bana rahi thi. Jab Saima neeche aayi, uska chehra thaka hua tha, aankhein laal thin, aur uski chaal mein ek bechaini thi.
“Saima beta, raat ko theek se soyi? Aaj zyada thaki hui lag rahi ho.” Naseem ne uski taraf gaur se dekhte hue kaha.
Saima ne jaldi se sar hilaya. “Ji Ammi… bas garmi bohot thi isliye neend nahi aayi.”
Lekin Naseem ne gaur kiya ke Saima ki gardan par ek halka sa laal nishaan tha, jaisa kisi ne chooma ho. Uski aankhon mein shak aur gehra ho gaya.

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Episode 4 khatam.

Akhir Saima chud gai bhai se.