Corrupting My Traditional Indian Mother – Part 3
Thank you, everyone, for all the support and for people asking about when the sex will happen. It is going to take time as I am trying to make it realistic. As always all suggestions are welcome at [email protected]. This is the 3rd part of the saga, and we ended on a cliffhanger the last time. We had come back home from a tiring day and maa had gone to the washroom to take a bath. I saw her phone lying on the sofa and unlocked it. There was a text from Javed saying ‘Wow’ and a picture before it which she had sent. I downloaded the picture and I froze in my seat. She had taken a selfie wearing the same saree from the photo-shoot and sent it to Javed. Along with that in the picture, she had a very lusty expression with a smirk and a raised eyebrow as if challenging him. I could not believe that my own traditional mother could do something like this. Sending a picture of her wide cleavage to a stranger. One could see she was not wearing a bra underneath and the shape of the nipples with protruding through the fabric. “Fuck,” I said to myself when I also noticed that I had a boner from that image. Now I was wondering what else does she say to him and send him. My head had started spinning from the events of this day. I went to my room and lay on my bed. I could not get today’s incidents out of my head. She has her physical needs I thought. Every time I thought of her I got a boner. Till now, I was unsure and in denial about my attraction to her. Now I knew and I felt ashamed. “Maybe I should try to focus on something else,” I thought to myself but the thought of Javed moving closer to her infuriated me further. We had dinner later together and I kept quiet about knowing anything. I ate my food hurriedly and was about to go back to my room. “What’s the matter beta? Why so quiet tonight?” she asked me. “Nothing maa just feeling a bit sleepy.” “Beta we have got a special order for a wedding,” she said while playing with her hair. “Oh really maa? How and Where?” She proceeded to tell me about the order. Javed of all people had referred her to a wedding in his hometown in Ooty. The clients were ready to pay all expenses and a handsome amount of money for the bride and other families tailoring of clothes. “What do you think beta?” “It’s great,maa. But do you have to travel there?” I asked. “Yes, we do. Javed has agreed to accompany us there directly when we leave in two days,” she replied. I realized that Javed had a plan already in motion. But I could not leave her alone with him or ignore the payment of the client. So I decided to accompany her there just to be safe. The next morning I woke up and found the package I ordered a few days ago in my mom’s hands. She was checking out the miniskirt and the chiffon saree. “Hey, mom what’s that?” I asked feigning innocence. “It’s just something a boutique owner sent to ‘Our Model’,” she said smiling. “Oh cool maa you could pack it for Ooty.” “Hmm, ok Beta but I’m not sure it will fit,” she said. “Don’t worry maa just pack it,” I said hiding my excitement. I finished my breakfast and went back to my room to pack my bags. We had to leave at night and I made sure I packed the camera and stuff. We left our house around 6 in the evening and met Javed at the railway station. He looked very happy to see mom and led us into the train compartment. “Welcome Jyotsna bhabhi this is our compartment,” he said pointing to our seats. It was a 2 tier AC compartment and had only 4 seats. We took our seats and started arranging our luggage. Javed was busy ogling at maa all this time. She was wearing a traditional blue saree with a golden sleeveless blouse and showed a bit of cleavage. After a while, another man entered the compartment as there were 4 seats there, and he took the last one. The train started and I started looking outside while mom talked to the two men. I noticed her pallu was a little lower than when we left. I deduced she liked to tease men and the look on both the guy’s faces was evident of that. After a while, we had dinner and decided to sleep for the night. She took the lower berth and me the upper. While on the opposite end Javed had the upper berth. “Good night everyone,” she said and went to sleep. I started listening to songs on my headphones and after a while got a bit sleepy. I woke up a couple of hours later after a nap and looked down to check on maa. Her dupatta had gone to a side. I could see a top view of her huge cleavage. I looked across and the seat opposite her, the other lower berth. I could see the stranger rubbing his own penis over his trousers. People were walking by and everyone could see her huge cleavage. I saw some take a picture of her too. Something inside me was stopping me from going down and sitting next to her and protecting her. Finally, I pushed myself down and slept next to her. To my surprise she was awake. “What happened Beta?” she asked innocently. “Nothing maa it is very cold because of the ac above. So can I sleep next to you?” “Of course beta lets share this blanket,” she pulled out a blanket from a bag, and we lay there trying to sleep. After some time the stranger on the opposite seat woke up and left as his station had arrived. Now it was just us and Javed on the opposite top berth watching us sneakily. As you know the sleeper seats on Indian Railway are pretty small so two people sleeping together is a difficult task. So I had to basically hold one end of the wall to keep myself from falling when she told me to hold her instead of holding the wall. I was a bit hesitant but finally did what she asked. One hand of mine held her by the back and one hand by the hips. I was in heaven now. Her breasts were rubbing on my chest and I could feel the nipples through her blouse. I could feel her breath on my neck and the warmth of her thighs on my thighs.