Getting motivated by Gurpreet Ma’am’s soothing speech, Abdul started reading the notes more attentively from next morning given by her….. even keeping himself away from his favourite cricket playing. Anyway, that day was Sunday….. no school and so taking some breakfast, he drowned himself in his studies.
However after one hour of studying, he needed to take a leak. So he walked to the bathroom passing his mother’s bedroom door. It was closed but he could hear some noises that sounded like moans of someone in pain.
“Oh, Ohhhhhh Malti, that’s so good, don’t stop! Aaaah….. Allah, I’m cuming…… I’m cumming! Oh, keep doing it, keep doing it!’
Abdul didn’t know what was going on but he was a little scared to knock on her door. But before that he went to the bathroom and got his cock out and peed. It seemed to take a long time and he was still standing there with the last few drops of piss dripping down when the door suddenly opened behind him. It was his mother. She was wearing a towel around her body but nothing else that he could see.
“Oh, Abdul, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were in there.” His mother apologized.
“It’s OK, Ammi, I’m just finished.” He said….. then shaking the last drops of urine off from his cock and pulling his Bermuda up. He wasn’t embarrassed for his mother to see his cock of course…. she had seen it many times before. She was his mother! Abdul thought she even glanced down at his cock while he was tucking it away
“But are you OK? I thought I heard you crying in your room.” He said in which his mother looked embarrassed.
“Oh, Malti was giving me a massage, and it can be quite hard sometimes. I’m fine now. Thanks for being concerned for your mother.” She smiled at him.
Abdul left the bathroom and closed the door for her to piss in private. As he walked past his mother’s room, the door was ajar. He glanced in. Malti-Masi was lying on the bed with no clothes on! She was smoking a ‘Bidi’ in her right hand. She had dark, tanned skin, and he could see one of her tits. it was large and black, with a big dark nipple sticking straight up at it’s middle.
Between her legs was a huge bush of dark curly hair. Her other hand was between her legs, rubbing slowly. He stared for a long while. He didn’t hear his mother come up behind him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and drew him away to his room. They sat on the bed.
“Now, Abdul,” She began. “You know Malti is just like a member of our family. She loves us so dearly…. isn’t it Sona?” Ajmira said in which he just nodded looking at his mother’s eyes.
“We two like to do grown up girl stuff with each other. Don’t worry about it, but we would like to keep it private. One day you’ll understand. But don’t tell anyone about this, OK?’
“Why not Ammi?” He asked innocently.
“Because… well, because your Malti-Masi and I do stuff with each other that is done only secretly and in a closed room. And our society like to make filthy gossips about this, and I don’t want that, OK?’
“OK, Ammi, I understand. I won’t say anything.”