While I was thinking about Amma’s chastity and respect. But down there My mother, whom I refer Amma had started twitching frenziedly; she had her hands pulling the cushions and waist being banged.
Amma: “Aaaiooo…...so thick…. ufff… Yes, little left…hmmm…ohhh…yes’’
The man turned his body left and instantly Amma squealed and started giving direction left to right sometimes right to left, and even up and down. The man seemed to follow and did as Amma continued giving instructions.
Amma was continuously making weird noises that I haven’t heard from her mouth and jerking her head sideways. This went on for quite a while as I saw both of them moving their body with great speed. Then I saw her body stretching and jerking like crazy as if she is possessed. Suddenly Amma hardened her body and was yelling very loudly
“aammmmaaaaaaaaoooooooo…aaaaa gayiiiiii……...” (something like that. I couldn’t exactly tell, what kind of crazy horror noises she was making)
I watched in awe as Amma’s body was moving in ways I never thought possible. I had never seen her so alive, so responsive to another man's touch. It was a heady mix of arousal and guilt that filled me.
While Amma’s body was jerking and shaking like a possessed animal. I saw that man holding her tightly and fell on her back as he himself began to jerk on her body. I saw both of them yelling and shaking violently for quite a while.
After a while it seemed Amma could not bear the weight of that stranger for long as he was big man with lots of muscles. she fell forward along with him on the seat. The man adjusted himself to put his weight on his elbow.
The man removed his elbow and laid completely on her back. His chest was on her back and Amma was still lying under him. Then I saw him slowly kissing and licking the back of her neck.
After a while Amma squealed and I heard her say ‘No more… I’m tired’ Then there was usual kissing and lot of whispering. I think the kissing and whispering went on for a while.
Then I saw the man got up and sat in the seat. I saw his cock; it looked smaller than before but it was shining. He caught hold of her torn piece of upper cloth and with it cleaned his cock penis and threw it back on the floor.
Then I saw Amma turning herself slowly on the seat while caressing her abdomen. The man held her arm and made her sit. Amma instantly shrieked and held her abdomen while shaking her head and sat silently for a while.
I saw the man pick a water bottle and looked up to drink. I guess, he did see me as I was slow to realise that he saw me. Anyhow as I noticed, I instantly laid down and turned other side with my back to them. Then I covered myself in blanket.
I laid like that for quite a while and didn’t move a muscle. After a while a loud train passed, I guess as it made lot of noise. After the train noise stopped, our train jerked, I thought it must have been halted to let a powerful train pass.
While I was in my thoughts about train powers and hierarchy. I heard Amma’s giggles and whispers. Then there were sounds of kissing and murmuring. This went for a while, but I didn’t move a muscle and tried to sleep.
Suddenly I heard our cabin door is getting opened. This time I turned to look. I saw our cabin door was open due to which lights from floor was coming inside. That’s when I saw the big man had picked Amma up in his arm like a child and carried her out of the cabin. While leaving I saw Amma’s saree trailing behind them like a bride's veil.
This completely shook me up as I wondered where are they going leaving me behind. I was in such a position that I didn’t knew if I should call Amma. I just laid on the seat dumbstruck and sweating like crazy with a mindset that I would lose my Amma.
I watched them leave out of cabin and close the door behind. I immediately sat on the seat. Tears started running down by chin. Automatically I began calling Amma but there was no response.
After a while I somehow tried to get down but due to darkness and myself shivering, I fell on the floor.
As I composed myself and went out of the cabin. I was puzzled looking at straight corridor of the compartment. I got scared as I was all alone.
Suddenly I heard noises from a cabin. I recognised it was Amma but the door of the cabin was locked. My heartbeat kept increasing as I wondered Amma has left me alone.
As I was about to call, then I heard her giggles and laughs of that man. After a while there was lot of rustling and her bangles tingling noises which were getting mixed with Amma’s unusual noises.
As time passed Amma became more talkative and I could hear her giggles, soft moans, shout and sometimes even saying vulgar comments. Standing there I was listening to them and could not believe Amma could talk such vulgarity in Telugu (native language). Earlier she always scolded me and my brother if we spoke even a word. But here she is giving essay on vulgarity.
That man was telling Amma how it was his dream to fuck a motherly woman like her who have 2 -3 kids. Instantly I heard Amma giggling and said “Enduku Raja... Iṅkā talli pālu tāgē alavāṭu mānukōlēdā?
“Enduku Raja…Inka talli palu tage alavatu manukoleda?
(Why dear… have you still not been able to give up the habit of drinking milk from the breast?)
“Ammmaaii…...na stanalanu mellaga capparincu, vatini ekkuvaga lagaku. Avi cala badhistayi. Vatilo palu levu raja” (suck them gently, don’t pull them too much. They hurt a lot. There is no milk in them)
I was completely stunned by hearing all this. I had always looked Amma as a simple and strict mother. But right now, she was behaving more badly than those villain ladies in movies who enjoys dirty things with a complete stranger.
Slowly their voices reduced to whispering and murmuring. Then after sometime there was sound of kissing and tingling of her bangles followed by her unusual and weird noises. This went on for a while and my legs were hurting from standing for so long on a moving train.
Suddenly I heard Amma scream “AAAHHHH…my ass…Not in my ass… Ammma…. its hurt’s…...AAAHHH”
As I heard these words, my face turned pale. I understood that man is hurting Amma. I tried to open the door screaming and shouting at him to open it but there was no response rather I heard that man’s whispers and my poor Amma’s painful screams.
With each passing time Amma’s screams were reducing and there was lots of kissing and slurping noises. I kept on banging the door, calling Amma but there was no response.
Then there were sounds of loud clapping and slapping. I was really confused, why Amma is clapping When she is in pain? Amma was squealing but again it felt different than earlier. It sounded mix of agony and happy like I couldn’t understand what those types of screams and cries mean.
AAAHHH….AHH..AH...AH
Suddenly the intensity of the clapping noises increased with Amma’s squeals also reduced to her unusual noises. I stopped calling and stood like a stone.
Then I thought to call the train TC for help. As I was about to leave, I heard “Yes…yes…more…” with lots of her shrieks and unusual noises.
I couldn’t comprehend the thing but I understood Amma isn’t in that cabin against her wish.
I walked back into our cabin crying and laid on the lower seat. Even from this cabin I could hear loud clapping noises and Amma’s unusual noises. I covered myself in blanket and began crying thinking Amma left me alone and will never love me like she used to do. Thinking all this I fell asleep.
Suddenly I heard Amma calling my name and rubbing my hair. As I woke up, I was surprised to see Amma in front of me. For a moment I was happy that she left that man and came back to me but when I looked out of the window, I realised it’s very late in the morning.
I heard Amma say “Get up, our station is approaching. Let’s wash your face” That’s when I saw Amma properly, she looked beautiful as if had taken bath or washed herself. But her eyes were red and puffy with a dark line running down. There was cut on her lower lip. She was smiling a lot but also somehow, she looked tired and exhausted.
"Amma, are you okay"?
"Han, what will happen to me? now go wash your face".
"Amma, where is that man"?
"Oh! um! he got down in morning". (there was spark in her eyes and unmistakable smile on her face)
As I stood there, wrapped in the warmth of the moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief and joy. But I was happy that finally Amma came back to me and didn’t go with that man. I was very happy that I won Amma from him. Thinking all this, I happily hugged her tightly by wrapping my arms around her chest, expecting her to reciprocate with the same affection. But instead, she twitched and screamed in agony, her body stiffening in my arms. The sound of her cry was like a splash of cold water, instantly dousing the happiness that had been building up inside me.
Amma got back a little, there was clearly pain and discomfort on her face as she began rubbing her chest(breast) area over her blue saree. Her eyes, which had been filled with love and warmth just moments before, now seemed to be clouded with a mixture of pain and distress. I could see the lines of discomfort etched on her face, and her usual calm demeanour was replaced by a sense of urgency and distress. I felt a pang of worry and concern, wondering what could be causing her such pain.
“Sorry nanah(son called in love), no hug for today, Amma is tired!”
“Okay Amma!”
Now Amma held my hand and got up but she kept twitching while holding her hips as she stood up.
What happened Amma?
“Oh, um uh nothing, what will happen to me? I’m just little tired from whole night journey”.
"With that man"?
What?! Um yes, that man, you, we all were travelling in train nah. So, a bit tired. Now come wash your face and brush your teeth.
While we were walking to washbasin, I noticed Amma walking weirdly like a crab, crossed legs, twitching and limping as if she got hurt. I wanted to say why did she allow that man to hurt her but I kept quiet.
While I was brushing, my ears heard a sweet humming tune. I saw Amma was singing while looking out at those rice fields. There was a different smile and sparkling face which I haven’t seen her like that.
We collected our luggage and as we were getting down on that station. I noticed she has forgotten to hide her hearing aid.
“Amma? Your hearing aid is visible”.
“Yes, it doesn’t matter to me anymore. People who love me, would still love me if they saw me with hearing aid. It’s not my problem; it’s other’s problem to not understand me. Do you want me to hide it”?
“No Amma, you look a lot more beautiful with it”.
She smiled and gave me a light hug. For first time I saw confidence in her voice. Like she truly let go of her hearing problem. Amma seemed like a totally different person than yesterday when we boarded the train. From her new way of dressing, slight makeup, to her way of talking. It seemed as if this train journey did glorify her.
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The End
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