Adultery Repeated Impregnation of My Mother By ***** Pervert

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My veili ammi did not hesitate and got down on the floor, knelt in front of him and started sucking his uncircumcised loda.
Dubey ji yelled... aaashhhhhhhh! suck my lund! my veili whore! by musalmaani veili bitch! you were born to suck sanskari lunds! so do your duty for your ***** maaliqs!
Then he told ammi "now I will take your virginity, my pakeezah darling" and in a second ammi was in doggy position. Dubey ji came back and mounted my mother's waist. Her safedi ass and choot was visible. he for some times licked my mummy's gaand and made her asshole wet with saliva, and put his hard uncut penis on her anal hole... I guessed it right he is going to do anal sex with my ammi. Anal sex is haraam in our mazhab, so I assumed my dad had never fucked my mother anally. I understood this is why Dubey ji said he haw going to take my mommy's anal virginity!
After a second Dubey ji gave a hard push and his whole fat uncut lund was inside mummy's virgin asshole. he holds her waist and give a push again and started fucking her ass mummy's was maouning aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhh shiiiitttttt ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ……ouuuuuuhhhhhhh!
Dubey ji asked ammi, what happened my mussalmaani gashti whore! isn’t it your first time? don’t know how many have fucked your tight pakeezah gaand till now! ohh! your are my nasty mussalmaani whore! and continued fucking her ass. after some time Dubey ji pours all his ***** cum inside her --- gaand.
He asked ammi I want to stay here for some days can I? Ammi says, but what about my son? if he comes to know that?
Dubey ji said you don’t worry about him he knows evry thing and he has seen you many time enjoying other guys he is mature enough to understand that his ammi is a horny fuck-whore for Hindus, who needs to sexually satisfy her ***** maaliqs... if he don’t have problem why you are worrying?
Ammi said no issues then you can stay here I will take good care of you and they hugged each other and kissed for some time. From then Dubey ji was with us for 6 month and he was nailing my ammi every day.
One day when I returned from college I found there was a conflict between ammi and Dubey ji I asked about what happened Dubey ji said stay out of it. Its between me and your whore mother
I said mind your language he slapped me I fell he said shut up you bastard other wise I will tear your mummy's gaand in front you. I will bring khatarnaak local RSS gundaas, and I will have your mussalmaan ammi gang-bangd by the whole group!
Late in the night Dubey ji was slepping in mummy's room. My mommy came to me, she looked worried. I asked her what happened? Ammi hesitated for a few moment, and then said "beta, I am pregnant. Your Mohan uncle had put his baby in my tummy.."
I was shocked I asked her how could this happen?
Ammi was crying, and she weepingly said "I had always requested your Mohan uncle to use condoms, but he never listened to me.... he always took me without protection..."
I said upset, "Of course Dubey uncle doesn't use condoms with you... he is a kattar sanskari *****, and you are the mleccha wife of another mussalmaan man... it is his '. duty to spill his seed inside you... as a pakeezah mussalmaan beghum you are like a fertile land to him, he had ploughed you for several months, he had seeded your cheating married '.ah womb with his sanskaari beej for six months, his only goal is to make ***** babies with you..."
Ammi was weeping more loudly now, she sniffled and asked, "you knew about this? why didn't you warn me that your Mohan uncle was trying fill my belly?"
I was annoyed at my cheating whore mommy's stupidity. I said, "stop it ammi! you had been cheating my dad, and fucking all these ***** mards behind his back... and now you are accusing me for not warning you? cummon ammi, don't you know that married mussalmaan aurats like you are breeding cows for ***** bulls? all over the country ***** bulls are breeding Mussalmaan khawateen and making ***** babies... everybody knows this..."
Ammi stopped crying and wiped her tears, she said, yes, beta, you are right... several of my friend have been pursued by ***** men, and many of them have been made pregnant by their ghair-mazhabi lovers... I guess, Al**h taa'la wants me to have a ***** baby... after all, this is a ***** raashtra we live in, and a defenceless '.ah khatoon like me has to pay the price..."
I asked her, now what you want?
Ammi didn't hesitate when she said she wants to have this baby.
I asked her again, you want to have a ***** child in your womb? you're still married to my abbu, and you want to carry a najaayiz child of a ghair-majhabi mard?
Ammi said to me, "beta, it is Al**h's will that we're living in a ***** raashtra... and it is his will that the Hindus are utilizing Mussalmaan women as breeding cattles to give birth to ***** babies... my duty as a '. wife and mother was done when I gave birth to you as you are my '. husband's child... now I want to dedicate myself to my motherland, I want to dedicate my fertile womb to Hindustan... my womb is a gift from khuda, and god's gift is open for all... anyone, whether ***** or '., may take my womb and use me to produce beautiful babies... for several years my womb was the sole property of your abbu, but he left it unused, insulting god's precious gift... now other mards from our rival community are taking advantage of your father's stupidity... it is not my fault that Hindus are using my --- womb to make babies for their community..."
I couldn't disagree... a farmer who leaves his fertile cow unused, she will eventually get bred by a bull from his neighbor's farm... indeed, it was my abbu's duty to use his biwi's fertile womb to make '. babies... since he failed to properly utilize his '.ah wife, now ***** bulls have captured ammi's fertile womb and are making ***** babies for their ***** raashtra...
Ammi added that she wants this ***** child as she had fallen in love with Mohan uncle.
Then ammi said, "...but your Mohan uncle is not ready to accept this baby.... he says he is not sure it is his child, he says I'm a bewaafa '. chinaal and that I had slept with several other men...."
That was not a big surprise for me... Dubey ji had willingly impregnated my mother with his baby, and now he wants to run away... that's a typical ***** haraamkhori bhagwa love trap, all over the country ***** men are knocking up '. women with ***** babies, and then abandoning the helpless heavily-pregnant mothers...
We didn't knew Dubey ji was standing on door. We both got scared when he ran in shouting and abusing my mother. Dubey ji slapped ammi hard in the face, and by holding her hair started dragging her back to mummy's bedroom. I was requesting Dubey ji not to do this. Then he slapped me too. He yelled at me, "your ammi is a lying cheating whore! She wanted to have a ***** baby with me! That's why I didn’t use condoms... it is your whore
mommy who invited me to dump my sanskari seed in her unprotected mussalmaani womb... "
and Dubey ji picked ammi on his strong shoulders and took her back to the bedroom. I felt ammi needed my help, but before I could move Dubey ji slammed the door shut. I was shouting "Dubey ji, please leave my ammi! She will obey you from now on.... my mother will be faithful to you and she will bear your babies only..."
But he din’t listen, and fucked my mother whole night. And in the morning he came out with all the luggages and said I am going back.
My pregnant ammi was crying in her room.
Dubey ji came to me and said, "thank you for providing your whore mother to me! My duty towards my community is done... By impregnating your mommy with my seed, I have made her a precious mother for my commune..."
He gave me around 50 thousand. I asked for what? He says take good care of her and the baby. And he went off.
I went to ammi room she was on the bed naked, her panty was on the door step she was naked under the blanket and crying. I console her forget all what happened.
Then I took my pregnant mother to the gynae doctor for abortion. Knowing what I know, how could I allow my '. mother, who was still legally married to my abbu, give birth to a najaayiz bastard ***** baby?
We were waiting in the lobby for the doctor to see us. Ammi was weeping silently. After waiting for half an hour, she stood up and left the clinic. Ammi said ***** or not, she wanted to carry this baby...
In the real sense ammi was missing Dubey ji. She quit cheating with her other ***** boyfriends after that incident. She was not speaking to anyone. She left every thing after that, she didn't get fucked by anyone she knew. My heavily pregnant mother cut off contacts with everyone including our relatives.
But all the time she kept asking me did Dubey ji call today? I knew ammi is missing her I tried his number so many times, but his number was switched off.

oneSickPuppy
Storyteller
Oct 27, 2021
#5
Meanwhile, my pregnant mother applied for a job overseas to support her unborn ***** child. Recently she was becoming worried that my father will not support her when he learns that his married wife was impregnated by a ***** ghair-mard, and she is carrying a ***** baby in her heavy big belly.
My mother applied several places in UAE, Oman, Qatar and Saudi Arabia for jobs. Although she lacked practical experience, but she was a very beautiful woman, and she attached her best photos with the CVs. Within a few weeks several responses arrived and my pretty mom had multiple options to choose from. Within a few weeks my mommy got a confirmed job as a secretary in a Dubai company. Without wasting any time, ammi immediately accepted the offer and started the visa and travel processing.
Ammi was right. Abbu soon found out the real father of her child, and also learnt that his wife had cheated him with his bosses and colleagues in the past. My father was heartbroken, and he divorced her soon after. By that time ammi was five months pregnant, her big belly was growing every day. A healthy baby was growing inside her.
A few weeks after getting divorced, the boss from her Dubai company came to take my mother to UAE. I was surprised to learn that my mother's new boss was also a ***** gentleman. He was a wealthy but old person. He didn't seem to be surprised to find that my mother was heavily pregnant with a child. Soon all legalities were completed. And then one fine morning, the ***** businessman took my talaaqi and heavily-pregnant mother to the airport and they went to Dubai.
A few months later my talaaqi ammi gave birth to a healthy baby boy at a Dubai hospital. I saw the photos of the new born baby boy on my mom's instagram and facebook. Ammi looked very proud to be a new mother in the photos.
She had named the boy "Mohan Shaikh". Shaikh is my mother's maiden family name, after getting divorced by my father she dropped the Qureshi surname and returned to her family name. Now she gave birth to Dubey ji's baby boy and used her family identity to name the ***** baby.
From her facebook and instagram photos, I could sense she was very intimate with her new ***** boss. In many of the photos my mother uploaded, she was seen laughing and enjoying together with her boss.
Meanwhile I was staying with my father, and we were not much in contact for two years. Ammi sometimes called on whatsapp but that was not more than a few times each month.
Last September my mommy returned to India on a vacation. I went to the airport to receive mommy. She looked very different, my mom looked much more attractive now. Previously she was a ghareloo housewife, now she was a bold and confident working woman, not to mention the mother to a ***** child.
The boy, Mohan Shaikh, was almost two years old. I examined his face, and there was an unmistakable resemblance to Dubey ji's face. I was sure my internet friend Mohan Dubey was the father of my mom's child.
Ammi stayed in India for a few months. I became friendly with Mohan and used to play with my ***** step-brother. Somethings remained the same, while there was some new things with my mother. Ammi was still a practicing paanch-vaqtah namaazi '.ah, offering salat five times a day. Then again, she took her infant boy to a ***** temple. One day while ammi was giving bath to her son, I noticed the boy was uncircumcised.
I spent time with my mommy and step-brother. One evening, ammi confessed that she was pregnant again. And that's why she had to return to India. As Dubai is a strictly '. country and it is illegal and punishable offence for an unmarried woman to get pregnant. No surprise, her ***** boss Ramesh Balwani was the father of her new baby.
I also learnt that after impregnating my mother, Dubey ji had not completely abandoned her. In fact, her boss at the Dubai company was actually a friend of Dubey ji. And it was him who requested his friend in Dubai to give ammi a job. When Balwani ji learnt that the recently divorced '.ah beauty was carrying a ***** baby in her womb, he became very interested in my mother. Also, Zareen Shaikh was the mother of his friends unborn baby. That's why my mommy got the job so suddenly.
In Dubai during her pregnancy, Balwani ji provided her all kinds of support to my talaaqi pregnant mother. He personally took care of all expenses, and said it was a matter of great pride and honor that a beautiful '. woman was giving birth to a ***** baby for his community. The baby boy was a gift to his mazhab, and he as a devout dhaarmik ***** he provided all assistance to my talaaqi child-bearing mom all throughout her pregnancy. Soon in the strict '. country of Dubai my Muslmah mother Zareen Shaikh gave birth to a healthy ***** baby boy. Of course, nobody in Dubai knew the real identity of the baby, except for Balwani ji.
A few months after giving birth to Dubey jis baby boy, my mummy became the breeding cattle for her new ***** boss - Ramesh Balwani. For the last two years, Balwani ji had been fulfilling his dhaarmik duty by regularly ploughing the fertile pakeezah womb of the '.ah beauty Zareen Shaikh, in the heart of the ---c city. Like his friend Mohan, Ramesh ji never used condom as he plowed my mother's defenceless unprotected fecund womb with his trishool lund.
Now my ***** double-bred mother Zareen was carrying her second ***** baby in her womb. It was becoming a habit for her to get impregnated by ***** mards.
Ammi told me that it must be Al**h's will that she is pregnant again with yet another ***** child. Even though she was no longer living in a ***** raashtra, and was no longer forced to satisfy to the sexual needs of kattar ***** men. On the contrary she was a resident in one of the most strictest '. countries in the world. And yet dominant ***** men had managed to subjugate her, and used her as breeding cattle for their mazhaab.
I sensed my mussalmaan mommy had become a devoted servant to the ***** raashtra. First in ***** raashtra, Dubey ji had put his ***** baby in mommy's womb. And now in paak '. land another sanskari man Balwani ji had put his ***** baby in my mother's belly. Despite the change in circumstances, Zareen Shaikh had remained dedicated mother for ***** babies.
After spending a few months in India, my pregnant single-mother returned to Dubai with her ***** son.
She was going to produce another spectacular gift for the ***** raashtra... in the heart of a '. land...