She started to leave, but her curiosity held her back. She knew, of course, that her son started masturbating recently. All boys did. But she had never witnessed it, and hadn’t seen him naked in many years. Now her eyes were drawn to his cock, so much bigger now…. even bigger than her late husband.
It was glistening with the baby oil he had spread on it’s engorged length. She watched, fascinated, as he slowly stroked it, not in a hurry, blissfully unaware that his mother was watching him. His slippery fingers slid up over the sensitive, spongy crown, then back down, as his eyes glued to the Tab’s screen.
Despite her guilt at spying on her son, Ajmira felt a sudden surge of warm wetness between her legs. She had simply never thought of her son in sexual terms, never thought of him as having an adult cock. Now, suddenly, watching him slowly jerk off, she didn’t see him as her son, but as a man, a man with a cock, and who knew what it was for.
She felt her nipples stiffen beneath the material of her thin Kameez as they started leaking milk, and her hand crept, almost unconsciously, downward. She pressed her fingers against her mound, rubbing herself gently through the material of her Salwar, biting her lower lip and stifling a sigh as she felt the currents of pleasure swirl through her body.
At that moment, Abdul’s fingers tightened around the thick shaft of his penis, and his fingers drew slowly up against the head. He groaned aloud as a thick rope of whitish semen surged upward…. erupting from the tip…. then cascading back down and splattering over his fingers as they continued to stroke his flourishing cock.
Again and again it pulsed, and she watched, fascinated, as he pumped out spurt after spurt of hot cum…. splattering his hands and his flat stomach. She unconsciously slid her tongue out and traced her parted lips with it as she watched.
As his orgasm waned, Ajmira’s embarrassment and guilt suddenly returned, and she eased away from the door. But the image of her son’s wildly spurting cock was indelibly seared into her brain. She crept back down the stairs, her heart pounding. Gathering her wits, she opened and closed the front door, and then called out to Abdul that she was home.
All through the dinner that evening, she had been unable to get her mind off of what she had seen, although she tried hard to make sure her face didn’t betray anything to her son. That night, when her son was in the shower, she quietly entered his room and searched quickly for her Tab, finally finding it hidden under some clothes in the bottom drawer of his dresser.
Quickly she searched the history and was surprised by his choice….. he’d mostly watched those porns in which relatively older female actresses involved. She even noticed that her son watched two movies completely in which a heroine named as ‘Bhargobi’ was acting as the hero’s mother.
In the film the teenage hero was jacking himself while watching a porn in the mobile. Suddenly the heroine, hero’s mother ‘Bhargobi’ entered the room and catch her son masterbating. Without flinching, the hero continued his stroking as he watched his mother’s reaction. The mother at first rebuked him smilingly for watching the dirty film as she sat beside him and started watching the porn with her son….. then one thing leads to another and they involved themselves in raunchy sex.