Lusting Over My Pakistani Mother

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Mum – “What a filthy boy, cum everywhere. I love cleaning up after your big cock.”
Me – “Oh fuck”, I quietly mouthed, whilst stroking my cock.

She most likely didn’t hear me, as I then heard her a licking and slurping sound, before she turned on the shower. Never before, had I regained a boner so quickly, so with her words fresh in my mind, I continued teasing my cock, outside the bathroom, until I heard the shower turn off, to which I snuck back to my room. Hearing her words made me just as horny as picturing her body, so soon after she finished and went back to her room. I went back into the bathroom and teased my cock some more. The longer I’d edge my cock, the more cum I’d get out, even if it wasn’t my first load, so I made sure to leave a decent, sized load in her underwear.

Upon returning to the bedroom, I wasn’t as horny, seeing as I just came, but I still remembered her words and in the story I’d read. It worked out for the boy, but unlike him, I wasn’t sexually experienced and I didn’t live alone with my mother, so if I tried anything, I’d at least have to be alone with her. Having work in the morning, I knew I had to sleep soon, so I wouldn’t be tired, so I tried to get my mind off of it, before sleeping.

Her words were stuck in my mind, especially when I were around her or on my way home, knowing she were there. When I got home, I felt pretty tired, so I went to my room for a nap, after eating. I woke up earlier than expected, after napping and didn’t really feel tired anymore. It was common for me to wake up horny, so I teased myself, thinking about every sexual thing I’d seen and heard mum do, as well as fantasize about what I’d do to her. Teasing and edging my cock wasn’t anything new to me and I knew the longer I’d do it, the more pleasurable my orgasm would be. Since it was Friday and another ‘porn night’, I could edge myself all day now and not have to worry about work the next day.
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After everything that had happened in the last week, I wondered what was next. Should I read another story or try something else ? I wasn’t sure who’d shower first tonight, between me and my Mum, so I decided to wait and see, with the idea being that if I shower first, I go straight to my room and await hours of pleasure, with the possibility of seeing my Mum come out of the bathroom at least somewhat naked or if she shower’s first, I wait outside the bathroom. The possibility of either kept me at least semi-hard when I later went downstairs to eat. We always ate at around the same time and would go to shower soon after.

Since Mum had her usual, monthly hair colour on, I knew she’d take longer, would go last. All the towels were in the cupboard this time, so I made sure to take mine into the bathroom, before I went, as I didn’t think she’d be outside waiting for me. Whenever she’d dye her hair, she’d always have a smaller towel she use for it, which would help it dry quicker. She’d also go from the bathroom to her bedroom, once or twice, to make sure she had everything for her shower, as she did keep some things in her bedroom. After I finished my shower, I went to my room and changed into my pyjamas, leaving my bedroom door slightly opened, so I could watch her go in the bathroom.

The first thing she did, was go to her bedroom and get some of her shower stuff from there, before getting the towel out from the cupboard. She went back into her room, to get the remainder of her things. Understandably, I want to see her bare body again, so I quickly and quietly snuck back into the bathroom and put her towel back into the cupboard, before returning to my bedroom. I hoped she wouldn’t notice it gone and would continue with her shower and have to come out naked, to get it or ask me to hand it to her. As long as she didn’t notice, I thought I’d somehow benefit from it.

As soon as she went back to the bathroom, she shut the door, as I hoped she wouldn’t come out, until she finished her shower. I waited outside the bathroom, stroking my cock to the thought of her naked body. She’d normally take at about 30 minutes at least, whenever she’d dye her hair, so I made myself comfortable outside the bathroom. Strangely enough, I didn’t hear the shower running until about 20 minutes after she went in, which made me wonder whether she may be fantasizing about me on the other side of the door. The thought of it sounded like a dream and after what I heard her say yesterday, I knew it was a possibility. This was much better than almost every ‘porn night’ in recent memory. In all my years of watching porn, I’ve never been so horny for one person and obsessed over them so much, for this long.

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