My Mom Becomes A Muslim Leader’s Mistress

Hello Friends. This is my first story. Hope you all like it.

I am Naresh, 20 yo and belong to Ghaziabad District of UP and my father Keshav Pandit is a political worker and my mother Anita Pandit is a house wife. 5 yrs ago there was a massive rally and violence broke out in the rally. When the police investigated, my father was made a culprit and warrant was issued in his name. To evade arrest, my father went absconding. Now my mother and I were alone. Some days later, it was also found out that our house was illegally constructed so the municipal authority gave us notice to get out within one month.
Now my mother started running pillar to post to save our house. She was told to meet Syed Jamal Sadiq, the district president of our party to discuss the problem.

I forgot to introduce my mother, she is a fair Brahmin lady, 5 ft 5 inches tall, educated and modern woman. Her assests are 34c 28 36. She is a very pious and devout lady. During this incident she was 33 years old.

Sadiq Jamal: Aiye madam aaiye, baithiye, mujhe pata hai, Yadav bhai ne mujhe aapke problem k bare me bataya hai.
Mom: Ji shukriya, ab bas aap hi bharosa hai hamare.

I could see sadiq jamal was clearly eyeing my Mom’s body. He was a tall well built bearded muslim politician. Fair with Afghan features. But when he saw me noticing his activities, he stopped.

SJ: Aap nischint rahiye, koi na koi upaay ham nikal denge. Keshav ji hamare party ke bahut mahatwapurna karya karta hai. Karyakartao ke family members ka khayal rakhna hi to netao ka kaam hai.

M: Ji shukriya. Please kuch kijiye warna mai aur mera beta beghar ho jayenge. Humare pati ko v police dhund rahi hai.

SJ: aapke pati ko kahiye bilkul v ghar na aaye. Agar police pakad legit oh zindagi bhar ki jail ho jayegi. 307 ki case hai aapke pati pe.

M: Ji, aap kuch kar sakte hai?

SJ: 2 saal baad humari sarkar aa jayegi tab apke pati pe se case hatwa denge, aap nischint rahe.

M: Ji shukriya jamal ji.

Ek din mai school se laut raha thha to dekha Sadiq Jamal ki car ghar ke bahar khadi thhi, mai socha achi baat hai. Andar jaake dekha ki Sadiq jamal apna pyjama pehen raha thha aur maa apni saree samet rahi thhi. Mai darke nikal aaya ghar se. Kuch time baad jab jamal bahar aaya apni gaadi tak tab mom unhe chhodne v aayi thhi. Usne tab mujhe dekh liya.

SJ: Arey Naresh beta, aa gaye school se. Mai tumhare mummy ke paas kuch kaam se aya thha. Sab samjha diya hai tumhari maa ko.

Mai tab chup raha aur unke jaane ke baad ghar me v gum sum sa rehne laga. Maa pucchi, kya huwa beta, itna udaas kyu hai?

Me: Maa tum log kya kar rahe the?

Mom ek dum stunned reh gayi thhi meri baat sunke aur boli kuch nahi beta mai jamal ji se apna ghar bachane ki baat kar rahi thhi.

Me: Maa mai bada ho gaya hu, mujhe samajh aata hai.

Mom: Beta mai yeh sab ghar bachane ke liye hi kar rahi hu. Tu samajh, papa jab ghar aajayenge hum sab ki khusiya laut aayenge.

Kuchh din baad Syed Jamal fir se ghar aya.

SJ: Anita ji, maaf kijiye ek bad news hai. Mai aapka ghar bacha nahi paaunga. Municipal corporation opposition ke haath mai aur who humare kuch nahi sun rahe hai.

Mom: To hum kaha jaayenge aur rone lagi.

Sj: Arey aap mat roiye, aap mere farm house me reh lena, 1-2 saal ki baat hai, hum sarkar me aa gaye toh aapka ghar aapko wapas mil jayegi. Thodi hume aapko mezbani karne ka haq de dijiye.

Mom: Beta ab aur koi chaara nahi hai, kal hi humara ghar tod ne aajayenge, hume jamal ji ke farm house me jaane ki tayyari karni hai. Chalo beta.

SJ: Aap dono bas mere saath aa jaiye, mere aadmi ghar ka samaan pahucha denge.

Hum dono Syed Sadiq jamal ke fortuner me baithke uske farm house chale gaye. Who sheher se thoda baahar hai. 2 acre me faila hua farm house ke beech me ek aalishan bungalow. Swimming pool ke saath waha bahut se suvidaye v the. Hum bahut chhote ghar me rehte the isliye mujhe who ghar pasand aa gaya.

Hum log andar gaye toh sab kuchh aalishan thha. Rooms v freshly painted, furniture v badhiya quality ke, TV, Home theater sab the. SJ bola, yaha aapko kisi v cheez ki problem nahi hogi. Mere aadmi aapke kapde pahucha denge. Khane peene ki v koi tension nahi hogi.

SJ mom ko leke bedroom gaya. Mujhe bola bête TV dekho aap. Mai chupke se unki baate sun raha thha.

SJ: Pasand aaya humara karma?
Mom: Aap v rahenge humare saath jamal ji?
SJ: Aur nahi to kya, sheher se bahar akeli kaise rahogi tum? Aur mujhko jamal bola karo
Mom: Par mera beta?
SJ: Tum apne pati ke saath bedroom me nhi soti kya? Bete ko lori sunaate ho? Beta v kuchh dino me samajh jaayega. Tu fikar mat kar. Tu bas mujhe khush kar mai tujhe khush rakhunga. Ab raat ko milte hai. Tere saare purane kapde maine fikwa diye hai. Cup board mai naye kapde hai.
Aaj se yahi sab pehenna hai tujhe.
Mom: aap kaha jaa rahe hai?
SJ: Abhi se bechaini? Ruk jaa raat ko.

Who waha se chala gaya fir mai andar aaya.

Me: mom ye kaha fas gaye aap?
Mom haste huye boli, beta jamal ji humare liye itna kar rahe hai, humara v farz banta hai unko khush rakhe. Who jo v kare tu gussa mat hina aur unke muh pe jawab kabhi mat dena.

It was night, jamal arrived with some food, mom wore a beautiful deep neck gown upto thigh’s length and was looking really gorgeous like a model. Even I was stunned by Mom’ such a look. She also wore her mangal sutra and sindoor . She never wore anything except saree and salwar kameez.

SJ: Waah kamala lag rahi hai anita. He tries to kiss her.
Mom: Ruko naresh hai ghar me.
Mom could see the anger in his eyes.
Sj:Yeh naresh ko chhod kea au kya tere khandar wale ghar me? Sara maza kirkira kar raha hai saala.
Mom: Nahi nahi, abse tum jo karo sab manzur. Wo kuch nahi bolega tumko I promise.
Sj: yeh hui na baat. Chal khana khaa le.

Hum sab milke khaana khaane ko baithe,
SJ: beta, tumhe tumhara karma kaisa laga?
Me: ji bahut accha.
SJ: Hmm, raat ko kundi lagake so jaana warna chor aa sakte hai.
Me: ji Jamaal ji.

After food, I went to my room, it had a TV, a playstation 4 so that I don’t get out of the room. But I never could shake the feeling off from my head of my mom’s first night in the house. So I turned on the tv and sneaked out of my room to their bedrrom. It was locked and a shiver went up my spine when I reached near it.

When I was near it, I heard my mom screaming and moaning. It was clear jamal was fucking my mom hard.

Mom: OH JAMAAL.. AAAA!!!!

SJ: CHILLA SAALI HINDU RAAND, TUJHE TERE GHAR ME CHODNE KA MAZA NAHI AAYA ISKIYE YAHA LEKE AA GAYA. AB MAI TUJHE TERI RAAND BANAKE RAKHUNGA.

I could not bear anymore and went away.

Next morning, mom and jamal were both sleeping but I had woke up. I knew it was a very rough night for my mom but I had to get ready for school so I went to the bedroom and knocked on it. After sometimes, mom answered the door. She was wrapped up in a bed sheet only.

Mom: Tu kya kar raha hai yaha?
Me: school ki tayyari karni hai.
Mom: tere kapde aur kitaabe kuch nahi hai, school kya jayega? Jaa aaj teri chhuti.

Just then Jamal woke up. He was butt naked and I saw his dick. It was a monstrous dick. Even if it was flaccid, it was about 5 inches long. Something I could not even get after an erection. I could feel mom’s condition and was looking at it awe struck.

Mom: Jaa naa. Dekh kya raha hai?
I went away from that place.
After sometime, we were sitting beside the pool side table for breakfast. Mom was in a new top and a track pant. It was also something I never saw my mom in. She looked sexy in any kind of dress. Jamal was sotting only in his shorts. His dick was so big that it was bulging out.

Mom: aapka pool bada accha hai jamal.
Sj: kabhi kheli hai swimming pool me?
Mom: Nhi, never.
Sj: Aaj khelegi mere saath tu pool me,
Mom: Nhi mujhe tairna nahi aata.
Sj: yeh itna deep nahi hai kit u doob jayegi, mujhse chipki reh jaise kal raat thhi, sab thik hoga.

Yeh sunke mom awkward feel kar rahi thhi aur mai v.
Sj: beta jaa apne kamre me padhayi karo. Anita mere saath aaja.

He took her to a room of wardrobes and brought her a swim suit.
SJ: yeh try kr ke dekh. Pool me yahi kapde pehen ke nahate hai.

After some time, mom and sajid came by the pool. Mom was dressed in a orange swim suit. Jamal was in the shorts he was wearing. Jamal got into the pool. Mom was looking awesome just like a fashion model.

SJ: aaja anita
Mom: dar lg raha hai jamal.
Sj: mera haath pakad le.
Mom held her hand and he pulled her into the pool. Mom was screaming because she had never got into water.
SJ: chilla mat.
He hugged her and told her mujhe pakad le.
Mom held jamal in her arms tightly and jamal held her by her waist. Jamal kissed her in her lips and she reciprocated back. Now her fear was gone and she started enjoying. They both kissed and played around in the pool. Suddenly jamal tore her top of the swim suit off and threw away.
Mom: arey jamal. Please aisa mat karo, koi dekh lega.
Sj: fikr mat kar jaanu , yaha mere ishare ke bina koi parinda v par nahi maar sakta. Aur raha tera beta naresh, use v toh dekne de apni maa ki jawani.
Mom knew resisting jamal would anger him and it would be bad for her and me too. The scene was like a porn movie but was reality. I started to jerk off.
Jamal and mom got out of the pool and jamal laid mom on the table we had breakfast some moments ago and climbed on top of her. Now he took of his shorts, his 9 inch manhood was jumping out like a little monster.

Jamal tore off my mom’s bottom swim suit too. Now both were butt naked. Mom was wearing her mangal sutra and bangles symbolizing she is a married hindu lady but now had become a slave to a muslim man.

Sj: choos mera lund.
Mom held his massive dick and pumped it in her mouth, she slowly licked and sucked it when jamal deep throated his dick into her throat. She almost vomited and took it out. It was full of my hindu mom’s saliva.
Sj: acchhe se kar

Mom now started to do wild to and fro motions of her mouth on his big muslim dick. Seeing that my own 4 inch hindu dick also rose up.
SJ: AAAHH.. TU TO PAKKI RAND HAI SAALI.
Mom: BANAYA KISNE.

Now jamal had it with blow job and made her flat on the table and got over her in missionary position.
He started pumping his muslim dick into my hindu mom’s pussy while preassing her boobs hard.
Mom was almost out of control, so was I.
She screamed:
AAAHHH!!! JAMAL JAANU,
TUMHARA LUND BEST HAI… CHODO MUJHE AAAHHH!!
ROZ CHODO MUJHE, GHULAM BANA LO APNA..
AAAHHH..

SJ: kutiya aaj se tu meri rakhael hai. Mai jab kahu jaise kahu jaha kahu kabhi mana nahi karegi.

Mom: NAHI KARUNGI, BILKUL NAHI KARUNGI,, AB MAI PURI TARAH SE AAPKI.

After 20 minutes of intense fucking they were done, I had seen the whole thing from my own eyes and I had also cum in my pants. After the pool side sex, mom and jamal both naked walked in into the main room and saw me.

Jamal gave me a smile while mom was hiding her boobs.
SJ: jaa humare bed room me jaa kapde pehen le.

Mom went away. I could see love bites and marks on her fair white body.

Sj: Kya dekha?
Me: kuch nahi
Sj: teri maa ko itna choda tune nahi dekha?
I was silent.
Tune sab kuch dekha aur yeh teri pant geeli kyu ho gayi hai?
Sun le, is sab ki aadat daal de, aaj se teri maa ko mai khule me tere aakho ke saamne chodunga, samjha. Tujhe koi problem?

I was scared to shit and said nahi uncle.

Just then mom arrived she was wearing a sleeveless crop top and a shorts jamal had given her.
Mom: uncle nahi abbu bol.
Aajse jamal hi tere abbu hai samjha.

Now it was clear my mom had forgot my father.
This all continued, my mom was a changed woman now, she wore modern outfits and short dresses and walked around shamelessly in the arms of jamal. She even sat on her lap and gave in to all her wishes.

2 yrs later, election results were out and Jamal had now become an MLA. He used to track my father down, reopened all cases against him, added few more fake cases and got him imprisoned for life. Now he sits in jail without parole. Also jamal made sure nobody ever visits him My mom never bothered about it. Sadiq jamal made my mom a mahila morcha leader and she got into active politics.

Me to mom: papa ka kya hoga?
Mom: ab tere abbu aur mere pati sirf jamal hai.
Me: toh yeh sindoor au rmangal sutra?
Mom: sab jamal ke naam ke hai beta.
Ab aage se keshav ka naam nahi lena iss ghar me.

Now I am adjusted to my new life, thanks to jamal and my mom’s political clout I got admission in Delhi university and now study there while jamal and mom still live under the same roof.

Jamal never married mom because that would be bad for politics. But thanks to the incident 5 years ago, our lives changed for good except my father’s, he is still paying the price for my mom’s infidelty.

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5 Comments

  1. mai bhi aisi hi maa huu

  2. wow kitni mast kahani hai yeh bahot maja aay padh akr sach me

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