Indian incest, After impregnating barren sister, son turns to mother, After Salma Baaji left with her husband, only we mother and son remained. We came back in house. There was an awkward and frustrating silence between us. Ammijaan was avoiding eye contact and even talking with me. She was apparently ashamed to be caught by me when behind the curtain; she was spying on us while fucking.
But I thought to bring the atmosphere to normal and said:
“Ammijaan! Salma baaji is gone. We have done everything to save her future. Allah is merciful; He will not let her life ruined. Lets pray and hope for the best for Salma.”
Ammijaan looked towards me in surprise, as she was not expecting me to talk to her normally, rather she was expecting me to reprimand her for peeping us, but I was behaving normally, so she also relaxed and answered me normally.
We ate our dinner together and after normal talk for some time, went to our rooms. Summer season was on peak and weather was very hot and humid.
Within 2-3 days everything was normal and we mother and son was talking and behaving normal as usual. But I was feeling some change in Ammijaan. She was not so normal but many a times, I had seen her watching me intently, and as when I looked towards her, she immediately changes her gaze.
Because of summer, I was wearing only a small lungi or Tehmad (a small lungi type cloth, which is wrapped around the waist and is only knee length long). I saw Ammijaan looking my bare chest many times, but the main difference was, that it didn’t seemed to be the gaze of a mother but of a “women” to a “man”. There was something unsaid in her eyes now, sometimes I saw her looking my crotch area also. Perhaps the sight of having seen her son and daughter fucking each other and that also about 3 times a day, for continuously 10 days had some effect on her.
First of all, I didn’t have any thought to it, but I was aware of Ammijaan changed attitude towards me. Now about 3 days have passed since Salma had gone, and I was also feeling need of a fuck now, as regular fucking of my sister for so many times, had made me addicted to more of sex. I also started seeing Ammijaan as a “women”.
I had never given any thought about the figure and beauty of my mother but now as I started looking her this way, I found that she was very fair in color and beautiful. She was about 46-47 years of age but looked much young. She was a bit voluptuous but her boobs and her buttocks were very big and firm, so she was looking a beautiful chubby lady instead of some old and fat hog.
Now as I was not getting anyone to fuck, so with each passing time my frustration was getting worse and I was looking Ammijaan more intently and with lust.
Ammijaan also seemed to be in the same boat. Recently she had started joking with me and sometimes to my surprise she made some double meaning jokes also. It seemed that she was also feeling the need of sex and as Abbajaan was away and she had been watching her children fucking each other regularly, so she was also getting horny now.
One more difference which I noticed was, that Ammijaan stopped wearing any bra or panty under her clothes now. I didn’t know if it was for her being horny or summer, but it gave me many good chances to watch her swaying boobs and her chubby body. She was wearing only a maxi these days and as she was totally naked under it, so her boobs used to sway as a pendulum when she walked in house. And her big buttocks used to be clearly visible and on display under her robe.
I had started looking her body shamelessly as I had noticed that many a times she had seen me watching her swaying boobs or her butt with lustful eyes but instead of getting angry she just smiled on me and seemed to like the gazes I were giving her. She no more looked the same old orthodox Muslim lady as before but seemed to be a bitch in heat.
She also used to watch my crotch more intently and as I had stopped wearing any underwear under my small and thin lungi, so whenever I looked her body, my cock gets hard. And Ammijaan was always eager to watch my throbbing cock under the lungi.
One day, some local street vender was wandering in the street selling the maxi and other ladies wears. Ammijaan called him in and asked to show her some cheap cotton maxi. I knew that she already had many good maxis, so I was surprised as to why she was buying one. Anyway it was ladies matter so I kept mum.
Ammijaan selected an off white maxi, it cost only 100 rupees. It was very thin. Street vender showed her many other good ones as this present one was very thin and a bit translucent but she wanted to have that only. Vender told her that actually he was having this cheap and thin maxi, for Hindu ladies, who use petticoat and blouse below the maxi, so that when they wear sari, they may only change maxi. Otherwise the maxi is so thin and somewhat translucent. Ammijaan said that she needs it for a gift to her Hindu friend, and she bought that.
Ammijaan told me that as the summer heat is so unbearable so she will use it in home, as nobody outsider comes in and even if one comes she can change the clothes before opening the door. I had nothing to say, so kept silent.
Ammijaan went to bathroom to test it and after sometime she came back to drawing room. She was wearing the same thin whitish maxi.
She came to me and asked,”Ahmed! Look how it looks? Is it so thin or transparent/. I feel the touch of cotton so soothing and nice in summer.”
I turned towards Ammijaan and as I saw her, my jaw dropped. She was looking so stunningly beautiful and sexy in that. The stuff was very thin and somewhat translucent. As she was not wearing anything beneath it, so her rigid nipples were poking through the thin material of that. The color of maxi was off white, and she was not having any bra or panty, so her dark brown nipples and her areola on her breasts were clearly visible under the maxi.
Due to the color and stuff of cloth, she was looking so stunningly sexy, and it seemed as if she was not wearing anything at all. I was lost in her beauty. There was almost nothing to imagine about her body shape.
The neckline of maxi was so low that 70% of her cleavage was visible. Had she bought it to seduce me? She was looking almost nude under it and as it was day time so due to the sun light in the room, her silhouette was clearly visible. I could see almost all the curves of her body. Her big boobs and nipples were all before my eyes for a feast.
With a smile on her face, she asked me again,”Ahmed! What happened? You didn’t reply. Is this dress really thin or transparent? Should I not use it, or am I showing too much in this?”
“Oh Ammijaan! This dress looks so good on you. Just the color of it is light so it does not hide anything much. Anyway it is not transparent but just a bit translucent. But it is beautiful. I think you wear it; I am your son so I have seen you in childhood also. So no problem, even if some of your body shows out, but when you are going out please change it, otherwise many in the street will die.”