Adultery Odbhut Amazing Reboot

[Mr. Forgotten]

Season 1 Finale

Chapter 13 - Samajhdar ke liye Ishara hi kafi hai

Not wanting to outstay our welcome at the man's house, I asked Sharmila for a set of clean clothes for both mom and I. She brought a set of pants and shirt for me while a clean saree and a petticoat for mom. 

"Didi, sorry I don't have a blouse that will fit you!" I laughed at the comment and said, 

"Well, her bosoms are better open for all, than to be closed by a pair of clothing..." Then, I looked at Ustaad and Shambhu and told them, 

"Let's head back to the hotel." Shambhu and Ustaad nodded back, but the man of the house, now having had his share of the fun insisted, 

"Please stay the night here at our garib-khana!" as he looked back at my luscious mom. I knew what he wanted, but I figured we needed to go back! I told him, 

"Well, let's keep it this way for now. One day, we will be back, and you can go back to this lady again!" as we all headed outside and back outside, and back to our boats.

My savi-savitri maa had put on the saree dbanging around her head, trying to be the pious woman that she was, while trying to hide her big breasts inside the saree. I smiled at her look, and told her

"Well, you don't seem like a slut", as we sat in the boat, which was now back on the open waters back to the shore, where our hotel was. 

"Well, I am not a slut." my mom tried to reason back. 

"Well, I will make you one, when I need to..." I laughed back. She looked worried, and I asked her, 

"What will we tell your father?"

"Well, let's tell him the truth!"

"The truth?"

"Yes, half the truth!"

"That I was out getting fucked by strangers?"

"Well, let's put it this way. How about we were captured by pirates and you were forced to do a lot of things?" My mom looked at me with her face now shining, 

"Well, that will be interesting..."

Back at the hotel room, we found dad waiting for us impatiently!

"What happened! Where have you both been?! I have been worried about you both!"

"Well, dad. There was an incident!"

"An incident?"

"Yes... We were captured by a couple of pirates and taken hostage on a ship!"

"What are you saying?!"

"Yes... We were taken hostage, and we escaped from them!"

"Then, let's get back to Kolkata right now! I won't have any trouble from them again!" and once we reached the station, we hopped onto the train, since it was leaving the platform, almost then. We got up, looked around and found the train almost empty, and a lot of cabins free. We got inside one of them, and took our seats. 

Inside the cabin, as I made up stories, about how mom got forced fuck by the pirates, I noticed something strange.

He was hard as hell, listening to his innocent wife getting gang fucked by a couple of strangers! Soon, I stopped reciting the story and told mom

"Mom, can you help dad a bit?"

"Help?"

"Help in his release!" dad was struck hard, but tried to reason back, 

"No, I was scared for you two..."

"Dad, don't be shy in front of us! Let's have fun!" and soon, mom smiled at him, and took out his cock while I shut the cabin door behind me. As I started reciting back the story, while getting sucked on by mom, dad said, 

"What?! They came all over her boobs?"

"Yes, they did! Her boobs were full of their cum..." Dad looked at his wife, and pulled off her pallu from her chest and told her, 

"Well, I wanna try that as well..." mom smiled, and I opened her blouse for my dad. Soon dad jerked off on my mom's breast as well. I was hard by then, looking at her open blouse and told dad, 

"You wouldn't mind me fucking your wife right now?"

"She's all your son! Have your way with her!" and soon, I pushed her against the cabin wall, and pulled her saree and petticoat over her waist. She tried telling me, 

"Not here son! It's risky! Super risky! Someone might hear!"

But I wasn't going to give up so soon! I told dad, 

"Well, your wife isn't listening to me dad... What should I do?"

"Do as he says, Bina... After all, he saved you from those crooks!" smiled my dad, trying his convincing voice...

"You are gonna let my son make me a slut, won't you?" my mom questioned him...

"Well..." my dad had no answer to this, and I took out my hard dick and started pumping her from behind. 

It was three in the morning, with the train on the way back to Kolkata as I humped my mom in the cabin, right beside my dad, and suddenly there was a knock on the door!

Quickly I let mom go, and mom put on her blouse with cum drenched on her breasts. 

We opened the door, and a man wearing the railway uniform was standing there. 

"Tickets please." the man said. My dad looked at me, and I realized we forgot to purchase the ticket, prior to onboarding the train, since we were in a hurry.

"Ticket, please..." The man asked again. 

"We don't have a ticket..." I told him in a low tone. 

"You don't have a ticket? Then, why are you all riding on this train?" asked the man. Next he looked at my father and told him, 

"You seem to be a respectable man. Why are you traveling without a ticket?" I tried to defend them and said, 

"See, when we reached the station, the train was about to leave, and so we just hopped on..."

"This seems like a free ride for you? Huh?" the man now expressing his anger. 

"Well, we can surely work something out, can't we?" I asked him, in the politest way possible...

"Boy, are you offering me a bribe?"

"Not a bribe... Can't we buy the ticket from you?"

"Does this look like a joke to you? I am gonna throw you all out of the train!" roared the man in angst.

"Look..." my father tried to reason.

"Quiet!" shouted the man again! "I am gonna hand you over to the security officer onboard! First you are traveling without a ticket, and then you try to bribe me! How dare you?!" the man cried out, stomping on the door. 

My father now a bit worried, look at me and said, 

"Suhil, what do we do now?"

As I could hear the train shuffling through the middle of the night, I felt helpless, but then it hit me. I slowly went up to the man, and told him, 

"Well, you are well within your reason to hand us over to the authorities. But, what if we can give you something that can make you happy?"

"Boy, are you offering you a bribe again?" The man tried to jump on me. I stopped him again and told him, 

"Well, I understand you have a strong moral compass, and you can't be bought with money. But, what if I can convince you with something else? Something that you won't get anywhere else?" 

The man, now a bit taken back, looked at us. His mind now racing with the rhythm of the train traveling through the night. 

I slowly, pulled the door closed behind him again, and started telling him, 

"Uncle, are you married?" The man groggily said, 

"Well, I am... Why?" 

"Just asking. How is your wife BTW?"

"Are you threatening me in some way?"

"Well, I am not. I am simply offering you something."

"And what is that?"

"A peek at the world's eighth wonder!"

All three people inside the compartment looked at me in confusion. To clear a bit of air, I continued, 

"Well, I guess you are happily married, and you love your wife... But tonight she isn't here is she?"

"No, she is not. What eighth wonder are you talking about?"

"Well, I can offer you a view of the eighth wonder in the world now..."

"What the fuck are you saying boy?!"

"Look, your wife's bosoms might be great... But I can offer you something greater!" as I winked and looked at my mom. She was looking at us, confused. 

"Are you saying what I think you are saying?" asked the man again.

"Well, Samajhdar ke liye ishara hi kafi hai!" the man looked at me, and then looked at mom again.

Now, to play with him, I winked at dad, who was is the dark, and asked him, 

"Dad, what size are they?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I mean, your wife's mammaries..."

"I don't know..."

"Can you check under her bra?"

"What are you saying Beta?"

"Dad, you are so sloppy! You don't really know what size your wife's mammaries are..."

"Well, I..." now my dad was getting shut in a corner... I went back near my mom and inquired

"Mom, what size are your mammaries?" My mom had understood what was going on by then, and she looked down, trying to hide her face in shame. I asked her again, and she said, 

"42DD..." 

The man was now in shock... "42DD... That's huge..."

"Yes, they are... Aren't they?" I asked my father. He was feeling a bit humiliated and told me, 

"Don't say it like that... After all, you are commenting about my wife, and your mom..."

"Well dad, the truth is bound to come out, one way another..." Now looking sternly at the conductor, " Well, 

Mr. Conductor. Luckily they are on your train tonight. Now you have to be really lucky, if you want to have a good peek at them..."

The officer now seemed a bit nervous. A bit back, he was in charge here, but now, the whole dynamic has changed. Now, we are holding all the cards. I cleared my voice to get his attention back on me, and asked him, 

"Well, do you want to be lucky, Mister?" His eyes were now, back on my mom's humongous breasts, covered by the bra, blouse and pallu of her saree. Even with them, there wasn't much to hide from any of us, since they were so big. 

"Do you?" I asked him again, and he looked at me, dazed and confused. I played another round and told him, 

"Dad, I think he's having a hard time deciding whether he wants a look or not. Shouldn't you give him a better view?"

"What are you saying Suhil?!" I quickly got near his ears, and whispered, 

"Dad, this is the best way out... Don't you think? I think we will be done in a bit..."

My dad, without an option now, said, 

"Well, what do you propose?"

"As her husband, you could remove the pallu, so that Mr. Conductor here can have a better look at them, and decide whether he's lucky or not..."

My dad now looked at my mom, who had by then looked down and tried to hide her face in shame... I knew how much of a slut she can be, but in front of dad, she was an innocent housewife. My dad now, carefully got behind her and steadily took off the pallu above her chest. The innocent 38 year old housewife, now had her big bosoms on display, with the blouse and the bra trying to hold off her big breasts. 
I looked back at the conductor and could see his eyes gleaming with lust, while his mouth was open, drooling...

"So, Mr. Conductor... Have you made up your mind yet?"

The conductor looked at me, and then looked back at my mom, not understanding what to do. 

"We don't have all night, do we?" I tried pushing him now.

"A peek won't hurt will it?" the Conductor tried to reason now. 

"What do you say dad? Should we let Mr. Conductor have a peek?"

My mom looked at dad now, trying to stop him, but my dad had understood what game he had been playing. He slowly started opening the blouse hooks, one by one, and as he did so, the conductor looked at the obscene scene, as if his life depended on the view! Meanwhile, I had my phone ready, and started recording the whole ordeal from my phone secretly. 

As the blouse opened, my mom's red bra was now on full display hiding her large bosoms, and her brown areolas were peeking out of the bra. The deep cleavage was breathtaking. As I looked down to see if there were any reactions, I could see that the man had a full on hard-on inside his pants. 

"Do you want to see more?" I teased him now.

"Yes... Yes... Please..." he stammered. 

"And what do we get in return?"

"You guys get a free pass on the train..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes... Yes..." the ticket checker replied back. 

"Dad, a little peek inside won't hurt, will it?" My dad looked at me, with his helplessness in eyes, while my mom could only hide away her face in shame.

"We have shown already a lot, haven't we?" he tried to reason back, but I liked the power game that I was playing, and I had almost won it.

"Dad, please? I don't want us to land up in jail. Please?" My dad, now defeated, slowly, grabbed one of her bra cups and slowly pushed it over to show my mom's brown nipples. Even in the vague lighting inside the cabin, I could see, it standing erect and I could see it drenched with something sticky, most probably, the cum my father had earlier drenched it in. 

The ticket checker now looked as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt! Never in his life had he expected to view this, on the very train he had been working for so many years! It might have been the best day of his life! He looked at it, slurping his tongue, eyeing the nipple with all intent.

"Do you like what you see Mr. Conductor?" I asked the man. The man didn't answer and kept on ogling on my mom's left naked breast. But, now I had quite another idea.

"Do you want a taste Mr. Conductor?" I asked him.

Shocked, my dad looked at me, trying to understand which limits I was trying to break. Being fucked by their son in front of him, has been one thing, his wife forced to serve pirates was something, but now, this right in front of him, might be too much, wasn't it? But, then I winked at him, and gave him the signal. 

Suddenly it hit what I was referring to, and he smiled back at me, understanding what I was actually doing. 

"So, do you?" I asked the man. However, my mom interjected, 

"Please stop it! This is too much!" my mom tried to reason with both of us. But, my dad was now gonna get his revenge, and told the man, 

"Well, since we have gone so far, this much won't hurt. Will it be Mr. Conductor?" The conductor was more than happy, and jumped forward and sucked on the naked titty. He latched onto it, like a hungry baby, licking it, not understanding what had been on the breasts just a bit back. Now, my dad, joked and told him, 

"Well, son... Since he had been such a good fellow, shouldn't we offer him the other one?" 

"We should..." I smiled at him, "We should..." the conductor had the other cup removed and licked the right breast as well. Maa was moaning with another stranger sucking on her breasts, as she closed her eyes, now enjoying the whole ordeal. This time, a strange man sucked on her tities with the approval of her husband, and she was in seventh heaven herself, although ashamed of the whole ordeal as well. 
After a few minutes, which felt like an eternity, I interjected and brought everyone back by saying, 

"Well, I think, we are done here. Aren't we dad?" But the conductor was still latching and trying to get milk out of the udders, without success. I now asserted my dominance and reminded him

"Please hold up your part of the deal, Mister. Or else, this video will go viral on facebook!" And now he gave up sucking on my mom's boobs and looked at me. He now saw what had been happening all the while and saw the phone in my hands. Like a trapped bird, he knew he was in our cage now. 

Like a good man, he now moved slowly towards the door and said, 

"Please, I have kids... Please don't let me lose my job now, will you?"

"No, no Mister. You have been a good man, and this was part of the deal. So, you leave now and don't disturb us further. Or else..." I cautioned him. He slowly opened the door, and as he was leaving the door, I asked him, 

"How did they taste, if I may ask?" as if asking like a waiter who had just served him a special biryani. 

"It was amazing... But, it's a bit strange...."

"Strange? How?"

"A bit salty..."

"Well, I added a bit of flavoring to make them taste good." My dad laughed and told him. 
The man now understood what had happened! He understood that he was trying to play the wrong family! 

He quickly closed the door, and he was off!

Once he was gone, both dad and I laughed a bit, but we were all horny as hell at the whole ordeal that had happened in front of us. I told dad, 

"Well, you can take off the bra now!" My dad smiled at me, and told me, "You naughty boy!" 

My mom now looked at me, trying to sound angry told me, 

"You shouldn't have done that!" and looked at dad and said, "And you mister, don't you have any shame?" I now, pulled her saree over her waist, and put my fingers near her slit, which was flowing juices, told her, 

"Well, your voice and your pussy don't match the same emotions. You are all wet." I then pulled out my cock and inserted it back inside her, laying her on the seat. I fucked her well and deep, while dad made her suck his cock! Soon, we both came in unison, both letting our spunk on her boobs! My mom had the last laugh and told us, 

"Well my dear husband, can you call the conductor back again? I need my boobs cleaned!"

Laughing, we, father and son, sat beside her, tired, as the train ran through the night towards Kolkata...