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Incest 🥰🥰 Mr. and Mrs. Vaishnavi Jaganathan and family 💞💞
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PART THREE:
As the evening progressed, around seven o'clock, Vaishnavi found herself occupied in the kitchen, preparing dinner, while Ashwini was seated in the living room engrossed in her project work. Out of nowhere, a piercing scream interrupted the quiet of the household. "Amma... Amma... come quickly, you need to see what's on the TV! Call Amar!" Ashwini's voice was laced with panic and urgency, sending a wave of concern through Vaishnavi. Without hesitation, she dashed out of the kitchen and approached the television, where breaking news was being broadcasted. To her horror, the screen displayed footage of a building engulfed in flames, and her heart sank as she recognized it as the very structure where her son, Amaran, was employed. In a state of alarm, she grabbed her phone and attempted to reach him. The phone rang incessantly, each tone deepening her anxiety as there was no answer from him. Meanwhile, outside, the rain began to pour down in torrents, adding to the chaotic atmosphere inside the home, as Vaishnavi's mind raced with worry for her son's safety amidst the devastating scene unfolding on the news.
The fire engulfed the building at precisely five o'clock in the evening, casting a shadow of despair over the family. Vaishnavi stood frozen in front of the television screen, her heart heavy as tears began to stream down her cheeks, reflecting the chaos unfolding on-screen. Meanwhile, Ashwini frantically attempted to reach her brother by phone, her voice a mixture of worry and urgency, all while providing comfort to their distraught mother in between calls. As the clock struck seven-thirty, a loud and unexpected ring of the doorbell shattered the tense atmosphere. Both Ashwini and Vaishnavi sprang into action, hurriedly making their way to the entrance and flinging the door open. There stood Amaran, drenched and disheveled, his clothing singed and tattered in several spots, a chilling reminder of the fire’s ferocity. Overcome with emotion, Vaishnavi let out a wail of relief and enveloped her son in a tight embrace, her heart racing with a mixture of joy and fear. Ashwini joined in, wrapping her arms around him from behind, creating a protective cocoon of love. Vaishnavi, in a moment of sheer desperation and affection, pressed her lips against Amaran's face, showering him with kisses as she meticulously scanned his body for any signs of injury, desperate to ensure that he was unharmed and safe from the horrors they had just witnessed.
Vaishnavi welcomed her son inside the house, expressing urgency as she instructed him to take off his soaked clothes. Her patience was thin, leading her to swiftly unzip his pants while he fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. In the meantime, Ashwini hurried to her room to grab two towels for the situation. Amaran, feeling the chill from his wet attire, quickly shed his pants, shirt, and undershirt, leaving him in just his damp white underwear, which clung tightly to his body and transparently showed his thick dick. This was the first instance where Ashwini noticed her brother nearly undressed, creating an awkward moment for her. Vaishnavi, unaffected by this, immediately set to work drying him off. After ensuring he was somewhat dry, she wrapped a fresh towel securely around his waist and prompted him to take off his remaining underwear. For a brief moment, he hesitated, feeling a wave of shyness, but Vaishnavi was undeterred; she held the towel in place with one hand while with the other, she decisively pulled down his wet underwear, showing her complete focus on getting him comfortable and dry. Vaishnavi checked her son; he had small burning patches on his waist and some more on his thighs. Amaran looked at his mother and told her, Don't you worry, Mom. Doctors said it will be OK after two or three days. I am perfectly alright.
Jaganathan reached out to Amaran via phone to check on his well-being. Amaran reassured him, mentioning that he was generally fine but had sustained a few minor bruises and had some small patches on his body, particularly beneath his waistline. After this brief exchange, Vaishnavi, concerned about her husband’s condition, took the phone from their son to speak with Jaganathan directly. She expressed her apprehension, believing that Amaran's injuries might be indicative of something more serious. In light of her worries, she proposed that they visit local temples to perform Thanksgiving prayers, hoping that a spiritual gesture would bring him healing and protection. Jaganathan, understanding her concerns and the significance of her wishes, agreed to her plan. However, he also took a moment to explain that he was currently overwhelmed with work commitments, which made it challenging for him to join them. Despite his busy schedule, he encouraged Vaishnavi to proceed with her plans and emphasized the importance of her and their son’s safe return home after their visit to the temples. This conversation highlighted the family's close-knit bond and their shared commitment to supporting one another during difficult times.
They started their trip early in the morning, and Amaran was driving the car. They planned to travel to some Kerala temples. Ashwini had a sleep in the car, as she also wants to drive. They reached near one temple at 1 pm. In all the temples in Kerala, men have to wear only the dhoti with an inner and leave the bare body on top.
They will not be allowed to enter the temple if they are wearing pants or trousers. We didn’t take the dhoti and informed him about this issue.
Amar: No problem, Mom, I’ll pray from outside. You and Ashwini go inside, pray, and come back. I’ll wait outside.
Vaishnavi didn’t think of another plan. and went to the temple. Ashwini and Vaishnavi went inside, prayed, and came back to the car. Then they moved from there to the next temple, which was about 25 to 30 km away. While traveling, only Vaishnavi realized her mistake. There were many shops outside the temple that sold dhoti.
So she doesn't want to make the same mistake on the next one. They reached another temple. Vaishnavi and Mithun went shopping and bought 2 dhotis. Vaishnavi asked him to wear the dhoti, but he said, "I don’t know how to wear it."
Viah: You don’t know how to wear a dhoti! My God?
Amar: Give me your ear; I want to tell you one thing. Ashwini was looking at us confused. (Secretly in his mother's ears) I am not wearing any inners.
But my Ashwini heard that one and she started laughing.
Ashwini: Still at this age, you are not wearing any inners. Shameless fellow!
Vaish: Okay, stop laughing, Ashwini. Amaran, no issue. You search for ‘How to wear dhoti’ on YouTube and follow the steps in the video. Get inside the car and do it now.
Amar: Mom, I can’t do that in the car. Look there is a lodge. We will take a room for 15 minutes and I’ll wear the dhoti.
Vaishnavi was really worried about wasting money and wasting time. Anyway, she agree with that.
Vaish: Go and enquire about it in the reception and arrange it yourself. We will wait here.
Amar: Why you want to wait here? Wait in the reception. If I want anything I can call you if you are nearby. Vaish: Okay, go there. We will follow you.
Amaran inquired about rooms and bargained with them. At last, they agreed for some amount for one hour and the room was on the first floor. They went to the room. Vaishnavi gave the dhoti from the bag and both came outside so that he can wear the dhoti. They waited and knocked on the door after 10 minutes. He came close to the door.
Amar: Mom, it’s not staying in the hip. Please come inside and help me.
Vaishnavi got really frustrated by his words. Nowadays young people have all the knowledge. But they can’t even do some traditional things especially this one, wearing a dhoti.
Ashwini was laughing and signaled her mother by showing her watch and going inside to help him. Amaran opened the door and Vaishanavi went inside. Amaran wore the dhoti somewhat in a wrong manner.
Vaish: Okay, remove it and give the dhoti to me. I’ll help you.
Amar: Mom, I am not wearing anything under this dhoti.
Vaishnavi spoke with herself "Oh my God! I forgot about that and my head started to roll by his words. I checked the time. We are nearing 30 minutes from the time of check out."
Vaish: You are making me really angry. Okay! We don’t have time and I didn’t take your inners from the bag which is in the car. (Thought for a second) Remove the dhoti, I’ll assist you.
Amar: Okay, stay cool. You turn back and instruct me I’ll do that way and wear it.
Vaish: Look I am your mother. I have seen you without any clothes till 15. So we don’t have time and I am not having any problem seeing you without any clothes now. (Vaishnavi thought her words made him accept the situation.)
Amar: Okay, help me. (And he raised his hands upwards)
Vaishnavi took the dhoti from his hip which was improperly worn. After removing it, her jaw dropped and her inner mind shouted ‘wow’. For a few seconds, she was watching his dick. His dick is a huge one, hanging as it is not erected.
But the size will be around 7 to 7.5 inches. Suddenly thought if it gets erected how long it will be(inner voice said OMG!). For a few minutes, everything was going in slow motion. This incident triggered Vaishnavi's sexual feelings linked with her son. Her perverted mind thought of taking it in her pussy.
In regular intervals, she was watching his dick and she stretching the dhoti. She went behind him to assist in wearing the dhoti. Her front portion of the body touched his backside especially her huge boobs were touching his back. She guided him and finally, they completed the task.
But also the dhoti was not staying tight in the hip. So Vaishnavi took the belt from his removed pant and she helped him. Vaishnavi kneeled down in front of him and helped to wear the belt. As she was doing it, Ashwini opened the door and she was shocked by her mom and brother's position.
Ashwini: What you guys are doing?
Before Vaishnavi tried to open her mouth.
Amar: Can’t you see? She is helping me in wearing the dhoti.
Vaish: Yes.
But Vaishnavi is known by Ashwini's face reaction she didn’t believe his brother’s words.
Ashwini: Okay! Come quickly it’s already late.
Vaish: Ok ok! Everything is done.
While getting up from the kneeled position, her fingers accidentally touched Amaran's dick over dhoti. But he didn’t mind and he looked normal. Vaishnavi thought maybe she was the one who is thinking in a bad way. They went to the reception, settled the amount, went to the temple to worship.
Vaishnavi couldn't be completely involved in devotion, as the image of her son’s dick kept coming to her mind. She was regularly checking his groin area. Her perverted mind thought how his huge dick will be oscillating while walking. She came to sense and shook her head for thinking Iike that. Amaran saw his mom's reaction.
Amar: what happened, Mom?
Vaish: Nothing! I am just thinking about where to go next.
Amar: Oh ok! (and he smiled)
Vaishnavi too smiled back. But Ashwini was looking at them with a doubtful and confused manner. Vaishnavi knows what Ashwini was exactly thinking. They finished worshipping in the temple and they moved from there to a famous Krishna temple in Kerala. While traveling Amaran was driving and Vaishnavi was sitting next to him.
Ashwini was sitting on the back. She was keenly watching them and she was still in a confused state. They reached the location at six o'clock and they looked out for a standard lodge. They got one and went to reception to enquire about the room availability.
They were comfortable with the price and the receptionist asked for ID proof. But Vaishnavi knew they didn't’t take any of their IDs. Amaran searched his bag and gave all of their ID’s and ration card from nowhere. It was a surprise to his mom.
Vaish: How you got these ids and ration card?
Amar: If we want to stay in a lodge, we need to give them our id proof. So when I took my clothes from the cupboard, I saw our id’s and kept it in my bag.
Vaish: Oh that’s good work Amar!
Vaishnavi to the receptionist: Why you want our id’s? Is it necessary?
Receptionist: Yes mam! It’s a rule. And here, prostitution is a big problem. So here all the lodges will ask for id proofs. And you people are from the same family which is mentioned in ration card. So you guys are clear to stay in this lodge.
Vaish: Thank you for your information!
Vaishnavi became really proud of the activity of her son. They checked in and went to the room with baggage. Tomorrow all have to get up early to attend a special pooja at morning 04.30 hours in the temple. They entered the room and it was a big room with 2 big beds.
They asked for additional beds too, so that three of them can sleep comfortably. Amaran took his t-shirt and Bermuda and went inside the bathroom to have a night bath. Vaishnavi thought this will be the right time to have a low voice conversation with Ashwini. She didn't want her son to hear this conversation.
Ashwini was lying on another bed with her mobile.
Vaish: Ashwini, come here and sit next to me. I want to talk to you.
Ash: About what Mom?
Vaish: Don’t higher your voice. Come here.
She came and sat next to her mother.
Vaish: Why are you looking so confused. I was watching you in the evening. If you want to ask anything, please go ahead. Don’t keep it in mind.
Ash: Okay! What were you doing with Amar inside that room?
Vaish: Oh! Now I understand what are you confused? Let me explain to you about that. We went inside and asked him to remove his dhoti which is not in a proper way. I forgot that he is not wearing any inners. But considering the time and as I am his mother, he removed and I helped him in wearing the dhoti. But it was loose so I again kneeled down and helped him in wearing the belt. That time only you came inside and misunderstood the situation.
Ash: OMG! You saw his bottom without any clothes.
Vaish: Hey he is my son. And I have seen you nude. You both are my children. Okay! What did you think when you found me in that position?
Actually, Vaishnavi and her daughter were like friends and they talk like close friends. And we guys know how girls talk about boys and about their looks if they were close.
Ash: I thought you were giving blow job. Is he huge?
Vaish: You shameless fool. How can you talk like that to me! Yeah, he is big. (Her words triggered me sexually more)
Ash: Is he! So you really had a good view.
Vaish: Yes! You know without even getting hard, he is 7 to 7.5 inches.
Ash: What! No way!
When they were talking like that, Amaran came out of bathroom whistling and he directly jumped onto the bed. Vaishnavi and Ashwini looked at each other’s eyes and smiled. Later Ashwini went inside and completed her activities. And then Vaishnavi went inside and removed all her dresses.
When Vaishnavi and Ashwini were talking, her questions made her mom wet. So Vaishnavi thought that and checked by touching her pussy. It was soaked. Vaishnavi really got in the mood and started to finger herself by sitting on the commode. It was almost a satisfying orgasm.
After doing that she was feeling guilty thinking about her son like that and also they were in pilgrimage. Vaishnavi quickly cleaned up and went to bed to take good sleep.
As the evening progressed, around seven o'clock, Vaishnavi found herself occupied in the kitchen, preparing dinner, while Ashwini was seated in the living room engrossed in her project work. Out of nowhere, a piercing scream interrupted the quiet of the household. "Amma... Amma... come quickly, you need to see what's on the TV! Call Amar!" Ashwini's voice was laced with panic and urgency, sending a wave of concern through Vaishnavi. Without hesitation, she dashed out of the kitchen and approached the television, where breaking news was being broadcasted. To her horror, the screen displayed footage of a building engulfed in flames, and her heart sank as she recognized it as the very structure where her son, Amaran, was employed. In a state of alarm, she grabbed her phone and attempted to reach him. The phone rang incessantly, each tone deepening her anxiety as there was no answer from him. Meanwhile, outside, the rain began to pour down in torrents, adding to the chaotic atmosphere inside the home, as Vaishnavi's mind raced with worry for her son's safety amidst the devastating scene unfolding on the news.
The fire engulfed the building at precisely five o'clock in the evening, casting a shadow of despair over the family. Vaishnavi stood frozen in front of the television screen, her heart heavy as tears began to stream down her cheeks, reflecting the chaos unfolding on-screen. Meanwhile, Ashwini frantically attempted to reach her brother by phone, her voice a mixture of worry and urgency, all while providing comfort to their distraught mother in between calls. As the clock struck seven-thirty, a loud and unexpected ring of the doorbell shattered the tense atmosphere. Both Ashwini and Vaishnavi sprang into action, hurriedly making their way to the entrance and flinging the door open. There stood Amaran, drenched and disheveled, his clothing singed and tattered in several spots, a chilling reminder of the fire’s ferocity. Overcome with emotion, Vaishnavi let out a wail of relief and enveloped her son in a tight embrace, her heart racing with a mixture of joy and fear. Ashwini joined in, wrapping her arms around him from behind, creating a protective cocoon of love. Vaishnavi, in a moment of sheer desperation and affection, pressed her lips against Amaran's face, showering him with kisses as she meticulously scanned his body for any signs of injury, desperate to ensure that he was unharmed and safe from the horrors they had just witnessed.
Vaishnavi welcomed her son inside the house, expressing urgency as she instructed him to take off his soaked clothes. Her patience was thin, leading her to swiftly unzip his pants while he fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. In the meantime, Ashwini hurried to her room to grab two towels for the situation. Amaran, feeling the chill from his wet attire, quickly shed his pants, shirt, and undershirt, leaving him in just his damp white underwear, which clung tightly to his body and transparently showed his thick dick. This was the first instance where Ashwini noticed her brother nearly undressed, creating an awkward moment for her. Vaishnavi, unaffected by this, immediately set to work drying him off. After ensuring he was somewhat dry, she wrapped a fresh towel securely around his waist and prompted him to take off his remaining underwear. For a brief moment, he hesitated, feeling a wave of shyness, but Vaishnavi was undeterred; she held the towel in place with one hand while with the other, she decisively pulled down his wet underwear, showing her complete focus on getting him comfortable and dry. Vaishnavi checked her son; he had small burning patches on his waist and some more on his thighs. Amaran looked at his mother and told her, Don't you worry, Mom. Doctors said it will be OK after two or three days. I am perfectly alright.
Jaganathan reached out to Amaran via phone to check on his well-being. Amaran reassured him, mentioning that he was generally fine but had sustained a few minor bruises and had some small patches on his body, particularly beneath his waistline. After this brief exchange, Vaishnavi, concerned about her husband’s condition, took the phone from their son to speak with Jaganathan directly. She expressed her apprehension, believing that Amaran's injuries might be indicative of something more serious. In light of her worries, she proposed that they visit local temples to perform Thanksgiving prayers, hoping that a spiritual gesture would bring him healing and protection. Jaganathan, understanding her concerns and the significance of her wishes, agreed to her plan. However, he also took a moment to explain that he was currently overwhelmed with work commitments, which made it challenging for him to join them. Despite his busy schedule, he encouraged Vaishnavi to proceed with her plans and emphasized the importance of her and their son’s safe return home after their visit to the temples. This conversation highlighted the family's close-knit bond and their shared commitment to supporting one another during difficult times.
They started their trip early in the morning, and Amaran was driving the car. They planned to travel to some Kerala temples. Ashwini had a sleep in the car, as she also wants to drive. They reached near one temple at 1 pm. In all the temples in Kerala, men have to wear only the dhoti with an inner and leave the bare body on top.
They will not be allowed to enter the temple if they are wearing pants or trousers. We didn’t take the dhoti and informed him about this issue.
Amar: No problem, Mom, I’ll pray from outside. You and Ashwini go inside, pray, and come back. I’ll wait outside.
Vaishnavi didn’t think of another plan. and went to the temple. Ashwini and Vaishnavi went inside, prayed, and came back to the car. Then they moved from there to the next temple, which was about 25 to 30 km away. While traveling, only Vaishnavi realized her mistake. There were many shops outside the temple that sold dhoti.
So she doesn't want to make the same mistake on the next one. They reached another temple. Vaishnavi and Mithun went shopping and bought 2 dhotis. Vaishnavi asked him to wear the dhoti, but he said, "I don’t know how to wear it."
Viah: You don’t know how to wear a dhoti! My God?
Amar: Give me your ear; I want to tell you one thing. Ashwini was looking at us confused. (Secretly in his mother's ears) I am not wearing any inners.
But my Ashwini heard that one and she started laughing.
Ashwini: Still at this age, you are not wearing any inners. Shameless fellow!
Vaish: Okay, stop laughing, Ashwini. Amaran, no issue. You search for ‘How to wear dhoti’ on YouTube and follow the steps in the video. Get inside the car and do it now.
Amar: Mom, I can’t do that in the car. Look there is a lodge. We will take a room for 15 minutes and I’ll wear the dhoti.
Vaishnavi was really worried about wasting money and wasting time. Anyway, she agree with that.
Vaish: Go and enquire about it in the reception and arrange it yourself. We will wait here.
Amar: Why you want to wait here? Wait in the reception. If I want anything I can call you if you are nearby. Vaish: Okay, go there. We will follow you.
Amaran inquired about rooms and bargained with them. At last, they agreed for some amount for one hour and the room was on the first floor. They went to the room. Vaishnavi gave the dhoti from the bag and both came outside so that he can wear the dhoti. They waited and knocked on the door after 10 minutes. He came close to the door.
Amar: Mom, it’s not staying in the hip. Please come inside and help me.
Vaishnavi got really frustrated by his words. Nowadays young people have all the knowledge. But they can’t even do some traditional things especially this one, wearing a dhoti.
Ashwini was laughing and signaled her mother by showing her watch and going inside to help him. Amaran opened the door and Vaishanavi went inside. Amaran wore the dhoti somewhat in a wrong manner.
Vaish: Okay, remove it and give the dhoti to me. I’ll help you.
Amar: Mom, I am not wearing anything under this dhoti.
Vaishnavi spoke with herself "Oh my God! I forgot about that and my head started to roll by his words. I checked the time. We are nearing 30 minutes from the time of check out."
Vaish: You are making me really angry. Okay! We don’t have time and I didn’t take your inners from the bag which is in the car. (Thought for a second) Remove the dhoti, I’ll assist you.
Amar: Okay, stay cool. You turn back and instruct me I’ll do that way and wear it.
Vaish: Look I am your mother. I have seen you without any clothes till 15. So we don’t have time and I am not having any problem seeing you without any clothes now. (Vaishnavi thought her words made him accept the situation.)
Amar: Okay, help me. (And he raised his hands upwards)
Vaishnavi took the dhoti from his hip which was improperly worn. After removing it, her jaw dropped and her inner mind shouted ‘wow’. For a few seconds, she was watching his dick. His dick is a huge one, hanging as it is not erected.
But the size will be around 7 to 7.5 inches. Suddenly thought if it gets erected how long it will be(inner voice said OMG!). For a few minutes, everything was going in slow motion. This incident triggered Vaishnavi's sexual feelings linked with her son. Her perverted mind thought of taking it in her pussy.
In regular intervals, she was watching his dick and she stretching the dhoti. She went behind him to assist in wearing the dhoti. Her front portion of the body touched his backside especially her huge boobs were touching his back. She guided him and finally, they completed the task.
But also the dhoti was not staying tight in the hip. So Vaishnavi took the belt from his removed pant and she helped him. Vaishnavi kneeled down in front of him and helped to wear the belt. As she was doing it, Ashwini opened the door and she was shocked by her mom and brother's position.
Ashwini: What you guys are doing?
Before Vaishnavi tried to open her mouth.
Amar: Can’t you see? She is helping me in wearing the dhoti.
Vaish: Yes.
But Vaishnavi is known by Ashwini's face reaction she didn’t believe his brother’s words.
Ashwini: Okay! Come quickly it’s already late.
Vaish: Ok ok! Everything is done.
While getting up from the kneeled position, her fingers accidentally touched Amaran's dick over dhoti. But he didn’t mind and he looked normal. Vaishnavi thought maybe she was the one who is thinking in a bad way. They went to the reception, settled the amount, went to the temple to worship.
Vaishnavi couldn't be completely involved in devotion, as the image of her son’s dick kept coming to her mind. She was regularly checking his groin area. Her perverted mind thought how his huge dick will be oscillating while walking. She came to sense and shook her head for thinking Iike that. Amaran saw his mom's reaction.
Amar: what happened, Mom?
Vaish: Nothing! I am just thinking about where to go next.
Amar: Oh ok! (and he smiled)
Vaishnavi too smiled back. But Ashwini was looking at them with a doubtful and confused manner. Vaishnavi knows what Ashwini was exactly thinking. They finished worshipping in the temple and they moved from there to a famous Krishna temple in Kerala. While traveling Amaran was driving and Vaishnavi was sitting next to him.
Ashwini was sitting on the back. She was keenly watching them and she was still in a confused state. They reached the location at six o'clock and they looked out for a standard lodge. They got one and went to reception to enquire about the room availability.
They were comfortable with the price and the receptionist asked for ID proof. But Vaishnavi knew they didn't’t take any of their IDs. Amaran searched his bag and gave all of their ID’s and ration card from nowhere. It was a surprise to his mom.
Vaish: How you got these ids and ration card?
Amar: If we want to stay in a lodge, we need to give them our id proof. So when I took my clothes from the cupboard, I saw our id’s and kept it in my bag.
Vaish: Oh that’s good work Amar!
Vaishnavi to the receptionist: Why you want our id’s? Is it necessary?
Receptionist: Yes mam! It’s a rule. And here, prostitution is a big problem. So here all the lodges will ask for id proofs. And you people are from the same family which is mentioned in ration card. So you guys are clear to stay in this lodge.
Vaish: Thank you for your information!
Vaishnavi became really proud of the activity of her son. They checked in and went to the room with baggage. Tomorrow all have to get up early to attend a special pooja at morning 04.30 hours in the temple. They entered the room and it was a big room with 2 big beds.
They asked for additional beds too, so that three of them can sleep comfortably. Amaran took his t-shirt and Bermuda and went inside the bathroom to have a night bath. Vaishnavi thought this will be the right time to have a low voice conversation with Ashwini. She didn't want her son to hear this conversation.
Ashwini was lying on another bed with her mobile.
Vaish: Ashwini, come here and sit next to me. I want to talk to you.
Ash: About what Mom?
Vaish: Don’t higher your voice. Come here.
She came and sat next to her mother.
Vaish: Why are you looking so confused. I was watching you in the evening. If you want to ask anything, please go ahead. Don’t keep it in mind.
Ash: Okay! What were you doing with Amar inside that room?
Vaish: Oh! Now I understand what are you confused? Let me explain to you about that. We went inside and asked him to remove his dhoti which is not in a proper way. I forgot that he is not wearing any inners. But considering the time and as I am his mother, he removed and I helped him in wearing the dhoti. But it was loose so I again kneeled down and helped him in wearing the belt. That time only you came inside and misunderstood the situation.
Ash: OMG! You saw his bottom without any clothes.
Vaish: Hey he is my son. And I have seen you nude. You both are my children. Okay! What did you think when you found me in that position?
Actually, Vaishnavi and her daughter were like friends and they talk like close friends. And we guys know how girls talk about boys and about their looks if they were close.
Ash: I thought you were giving blow job. Is he huge?
Vaish: You shameless fool. How can you talk like that to me! Yeah, he is big. (Her words triggered me sexually more)
Ash: Is he! So you really had a good view.
Vaish: Yes! You know without even getting hard, he is 7 to 7.5 inches.
Ash: What! No way!
When they were talking like that, Amaran came out of bathroom whistling and he directly jumped onto the bed. Vaishnavi and Ashwini looked at each other’s eyes and smiled. Later Ashwini went inside and completed her activities. And then Vaishnavi went inside and removed all her dresses.
When Vaishnavi and Ashwini were talking, her questions made her mom wet. So Vaishnavi thought that and checked by touching her pussy. It was soaked. Vaishnavi really got in the mood and started to finger herself by sitting on the commode. It was almost a satisfying orgasm.
After doing that she was feeling guilty thinking about her son like that and also they were in pilgrimage. Vaishnavi quickly cleaned up and went to bed to take good sleep.
Lovely updates bhai. Glad and thanks that you are writing this story in English in which you are very adept. Keep continuing and hope you'll complete this story and not leave in betweenPART THREE:
As the evening progressed, around seven o'clock, Vaishnavi found herself occupied in the kitchen, preparing dinner, while Ashwini was seated in the living room engrossed in her project work. Out of nowhere, a piercing scream interrupted the quiet of the household. "Amma... Amma... come quickly, you need to see what's on the TV! Call Amar!" Ashwini's voice was laced with panic and urgency, sending a wave of concern through Vaishnavi. Without hesitation, she dashed out of the kitchen and approached the television, where breaking news was being broadcasted. To her horror, the screen displayed footage of a building engulfed in flames, and her heart sank as she recognized it as the very structure where her son, Amaran, was employed. In a state of alarm, she grabbed her phone and attempted to reach him. The phone rang incessantly, each tone deepening her anxiety as there was no answer from him. Meanwhile, outside, the rain began to pour down in torrents, adding to the chaotic atmosphere inside the home, as Vaishnavi's mind raced with worry for her son's safety amidst the devastating scene unfolding on the news.
The fire engulfed the building at precisely five o'clock in the evening, casting a shadow of despair over the family. Vaishnavi stood frozen in front of the television screen, her heart heavy as tears began to stream down her cheeks, reflecting the chaos unfolding on-screen. Meanwhile, Ashwini frantically attempted to reach her brother by phone, her voice a mixture of worry and urgency, all while providing comfort to their distraught mother in between calls. As the clock struck seven-thirty, a loud and unexpected ring of the doorbell shattered the tense atmosphere. Both Ashwini and Vaishnavi sprang into action, hurriedly making their way to the entrance and flinging the door open. There stood Amaran, drenched and disheveled, his clothing singed and tattered in several spots, a chilling reminder of the fire’s ferocity. Overcome with emotion, Vaishnavi let out a wail of relief and enveloped her son in a tight embrace, her heart racing with a mixture of joy and fear. Ashwini joined in, wrapping her arms around him from behind, creating a protective cocoon of love. Vaishnavi, in a moment of sheer desperation and affection, pressed her lips against Amaran's face, showering him with kisses as she meticulously scanned his body for any signs of injury, desperate to ensure that he was unharmed and safe from the horrors they had just witnessed.
Vaishnavi welcomed her son inside the house, expressing urgency as she instructed him to take off his soaked clothes. Her patience was thin, leading her to swiftly unzip his pants while he fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. In the meantime, Ashwini hurried to her room to grab two towels for the situation. Amaran, feeling the chill from his wet attire, quickly shed his pants, shirt, and undershirt, leaving him in just his damp white underwear, which clung tightly to his body and transparently showed his thick dick. This was the first instance where Ashwini noticed her brother nearly undressed, creating an awkward moment for her. Vaishnavi, unaffected by this, immediately set to work drying him off. After ensuring he was somewhat dry, she wrapped a fresh towel securely around his waist and prompted him to take off his remaining underwear. For a brief moment, he hesitated, feeling a wave of shyness, but Vaishnavi was undeterred; she held the towel in place with one hand while with the other, she decisively pulled down his wet underwear, showing her complete focus on getting him comfortable and dry. Vaishnavi checked her son; he had small burning patches on his waist and some more on his thighs. Amaran looked at his mother and told her, Don't you worry, Mom. Doctors said it will be OK after two or three days. I am perfectly alright.
Jaganathan reached out to Amaran via phone to check on his well-being. Amaran reassured him, mentioning that he was generally fine but had sustained a few minor bruises and had some small patches on his body, particularly beneath his waistline. After this brief exchange, Vaishnavi, concerned about her husband’s condition, took the phone from their son to speak with Jaganathan directly. She expressed her apprehension, believing that Amaran's injuries might be indicative of something more serious. In light of her worries, she proposed that they visit local temples to perform Thanksgiving prayers, hoping that a spiritual gesture would bring him healing and protection. Jaganathan, understanding her concerns and the significance of her wishes, agreed to her plan. However, he also took a moment to explain that he was currently overwhelmed with work commitments, which made it challenging for him to join them. Despite his busy schedule, he encouraged Vaishnavi to proceed with her plans and emphasized the importance of her and their son’s safe return home after their visit to the temples. This conversation highlighted the family's close-knit bond and their shared commitment to supporting one another during difficult times.
They started their trip early in the morning, and Amaran was driving the car. They planned to travel to some Kerala temples. Ashwini had a sleep in the car, as she also wants to drive. They reached near one temple at 1 pm. In all the temples in Kerala, men have to wear only the dhoti with an inner and leave the bare body on top.
They will not be allowed to enter the temple if they are wearing pants or trousers. We didn’t take the dhoti and informed him about this issue.
Amar: No problem, Mom, I’ll pray from outside. You and Ashwini go inside, pray, and come back. I’ll wait outside.
Vaishnavi didn’t think of another plan. and went to the temple. Ashwini and Vaishnavi went inside, prayed, and came back to the car. Then they moved from there to the next temple, which was about 25 to 30 km away. While traveling, only Vaishnavi realized her mistake. There were many shops outside the temple that sold dhoti.
So she doesn't want to make the same mistake on the next one. They reached another temple. Vaishnavi and Mithun went shopping and bought 2 dhotis. Vaishnavi asked him to wear the dhoti, but he said, "I don’t know how to wear it."
Viah: You don’t know how to wear a dhoti! My God?
Amar: Give me your ear; I want to tell you one thing. Ashwini was looking at us confused. (Secretly in his mother's ears) I am not wearing any inners.
But my Ashwini heard that one and she started laughing.
Ashwini: Still at this age, you are not wearing any inners. Shameless fellow!
Vaish: Okay, stop laughing, Ashwini. Amaran, no issue. You search for ‘How to wear dhoti’ on YouTube and follow the steps in the video. Get inside the car and do it now.
Amar: Mom, I can’t do that in the car. Look there is a lodge. We will take a room for 15 minutes and I’ll wear the dhoti.
Vaishnavi was really worried about wasting money and wasting time. Anyway, she agree with that.
Vaish: Go and enquire about it in the reception and arrange it yourself. We will wait here.
Amar: Why you want to wait here? Wait in the reception. If I want anything I can call you if you are nearby. Vaish: Okay, go there. We will follow you.
Amaran inquired about rooms and bargained with them. At last, they agreed for some amount for one hour and the room was on the first floor. They went to the room. Vaishnavi gave the dhoti from the bag and both came outside so that he can wear the dhoti. They waited and knocked on the door after 10 minutes. He came close to the door.
Amar: Mom, it’s not staying in the hip. Please come inside and help me.
Vaishnavi got really frustrated by his words. Nowadays young people have all the knowledge. But they can’t even do some traditional things especially this one, wearing a dhoti.
Ashwini was laughing and signaled her mother by showing her watch and going inside to help him. Amaran opened the door and Vaishanavi went inside. Amaran wore the dhoti somewhat in a wrong manner.
Vaish: Okay, remove it and give the dhoti to me. I’ll help you.
Amar: Mom, I am not wearing anything under this dhoti.
Vaishnavi spoke with herself "Oh my God! I forgot about that and my head started to roll by his words. I checked the time. We are nearing 30 minutes from the time of check out."
Vaish: You are making me really angry. Okay! We don’t have time and I didn’t take your inners from the bag which is in the car. (Thought for a second) Remove the dhoti, I’ll assist you.
Amar: Okay, stay cool. You turn back and instruct me I’ll do that way and wear it.
Vaish: Look I am your mother. I have seen you without any clothes till 15. So we don’t have time and I am not having any problem seeing you without any clothes now. (Vaishnavi thought her words made him accept the situation.)
Amar: Okay, help me. (And he raised his hands upwards)
Vaishnavi took the dhoti from his hip which was improperly worn. After removing it, her jaw dropped and her inner mind shouted ‘wow’. For a few seconds, she was watching his dick. His dick is a huge one, hanging as it is not erected.
But the size will be around 7 to 7.5 inches. Suddenly thought if it gets erected how long it will be(inner voice said OMG!). For a few minutes, everything was going in slow motion. This incident triggered Vaishnavi's sexual feelings linked with her son. Her perverted mind thought of taking it in her pussy.
In regular intervals, she was watching his dick and she stretching the dhoti. She went behind him to assist in wearing the dhoti. Her front portion of the body touched his backside especially her huge boobs were touching his back. She guided him and finally, they completed the task.
But also the dhoti was not staying tight in the hip. So Vaishnavi took the belt from his removed pant and she helped him. Vaishnavi kneeled down in front of him and helped to wear the belt. As she was doing it, Ashwini opened the door and she was shocked by her mom and brother's position.
Ashwini: What you guys are doing?
Before Vaishnavi tried to open her mouth.
Amar: Can’t you see? She is helping me in wearing the dhoti.
Vaish: Yes.
But Vaishnavi is known by Ashwini's face reaction she didn’t believe his brother’s words.
Ashwini: Okay! Come quickly it’s already late.
Vaish: Ok ok! Everything is done.
While getting up from the kneeled position, her fingers accidentally touched Amaran's dick over dhoti. But he didn’t mind and he looked normal. Vaishnavi thought maybe she was the one who is thinking in a bad way. They went to the reception, settled the amount, went to the temple to worship.
Vaishnavi couldn't be completely involved in devotion, as the image of her son’s dick kept coming to her mind. She was regularly checking his groin area. Her perverted mind thought how his huge dick will be oscillating while walking. She came to sense and shook her head for thinking Iike that. Amaran saw his mom's reaction.
Amar: what happened, Mom?
Vaish: Nothing! I am just thinking about where to go next.
Amar: Oh ok! (and he smiled)
Vaishnavi too smiled back. But Ashwini was looking at them with a doubtful and confused manner. Vaishnavi knows what Ashwini was exactly thinking. They finished worshipping in the temple and they moved from there to a famous Krishna temple in Kerala. While traveling Amaran was driving and Vaishnavi was sitting next to him.
Ashwini was sitting on the back. She was keenly watching them and she was still in a confused state. They reached the location at six o'clock and they looked out for a standard lodge. They got one and went to reception to enquire about the room availability.
They were comfortable with the price and the receptionist asked for ID proof. But Vaishnavi knew they didn't’t take any of their IDs. Amaran searched his bag and gave all of their ID’s and ration card from nowhere. It was a surprise to his mom.
Vaish: How you got these ids and ration card?
Amar: If we want to stay in a lodge, we need to give them our id proof. So when I took my clothes from the cupboard, I saw our id’s and kept it in my bag.
Vaish: Oh that’s good work Amar!
Vaishnavi to the receptionist: Why you want our id’s? Is it necessary?
Receptionist: Yes mam! It’s a rule. And here, prostitution is a big problem. So here all the lodges will ask for id proofs. And you people are from the same family which is mentioned in ration card. So you guys are clear to stay in this lodge.
Vaish: Thank you for your information!
Vaishnavi became really proud of the activity of her son. They checked in and went to the room with baggage. Tomorrow all have to get up early to attend a special pooja at morning 04.30 hours in the temple. They entered the room and it was a big room with 2 big beds.
They asked for additional beds too, so that three of them can sleep comfortably. Amaran took his t-shirt and Bermuda and went inside the bathroom to have a night bath. Vaishnavi thought this will be the right time to have a low voice conversation with Ashwini. She didn't want her son to hear this conversation.
Ashwini was lying on another bed with her mobile.
Vaish: Ashwini, come here and sit next to me. I want to talk to you.
Ash: About what Mom?
Vaish: Don’t higher your voice. Come here.
She came and sat next to her mother.
Vaish: Why are you looking so confused. I was watching you in the evening. If you want to ask anything, please go ahead. Don’t keep it in mind.
Ash: Okay! What were you doing with Amar inside that room?
Vaish: Oh! Now I understand what are you confused? Let me explain to you about that. We went inside and asked him to remove his dhoti which is not in a proper way. I forgot that he is not wearing any inners. But considering the time and as I am his mother, he removed and I helped him in wearing the dhoti. But it was loose so I again kneeled down and helped him in wearing the belt. That time only you came inside and misunderstood the situation.
Ash: OMG! You saw his bottom without any clothes.
Vaish: Hey he is my son. And I have seen you nude. You both are my children. Okay! What did you think when you found me in that position?
Actually, Vaishnavi and her daughter were like friends and they talk like close friends. And we guys know how girls talk about boys and about their looks if they were close.
Ash: I thought you were giving blow job. Is he huge?
Vaish: You shameless fool. How can you talk like that to me! Yeah, he is big. (Her words triggered me sexually more)
Ash: Is he! So you really had a good view.
Vaish: Yes! You know without even getting hard, he is 7 to 7.5 inches.
Ash: What! No way!
When they were talking like that, Amaran came out of bathroom whistling and he directly jumped onto the bed. Vaishnavi and Ashwini looked at each other’s eyes and smiled. Later Ashwini went inside and completed her activities. And then Vaishnavi went inside and removed all her dresses.
When Vaishnavi and Ashwini were talking, her questions made her mom wet. So Vaishnavi thought that and checked by touching her pussy. It was soaked. Vaishnavi really got in the mood and started to finger herself by sitting on the commode. It was almost a satisfying orgasm.
After doing that she was feeling guilty thinking about her son like that and also they were in pilgrimage. Vaishnavi quickly cleaned up and went to bed to take good sleep.
Thanks once again.
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Thank you MassLovely updates bhai. Glad and thanks that you are writing this story in English in which you are very adept. Keep continuing and hope you'll complete this story and not leave in between
Thanks once again.
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