It felt real good but if he kept pumping at this speed he’d shoot off too soon. He slowed down, he wanted to shoot off when his mother finished. Goli pumped and watched until his mother raised her hips off the bed and moaned out loud.
Goli clearly heard her just from five foot distance of his dear mother and it was enough to bring him off. Spurt, spurt, spurt; his cum gushed out of his prick and splattered against the side of the house. Dribble, dribble, dribble; his balls released the rest of the load.
He was glad he held off for as long as he did, this was the best come he’d ever had. He didn’t want to miss anything else that happened. He gently massaged his soft prick and watched as his mother did the same thing to her cunt. He watched a while longer and his mother had fallen asleep.
Did his mother finger fuck herself every day when she took her siesta? He would watch his mother’s window every day from now on.
However Goli wasn’t the only voyeur. Babita was also in the shed. The shed had an excellent view of the tree platform. She was able to see Goli’s prick finally . She noticed how many times he was getting a hard on lately and wondered how to get this boy to do the same things with her that Abdulbhai, had done.
Now she saw Goli’s adolescent prick and her mouth watered for it. She watched him jerk off and thought how she would like to suck that delightful morsel or have it shoved into her cunt. Her cunt got wet and she pushed the crotch of her panties aside and pushed her fingers in and out.
She had multiple orgasms when she saw boy’s cum shoot out of his prick. It was a horrible waste of cum but she couldn’t think of anything to do about it right now.
Babita wondered if Komalbhabi’s son would be on the platform the next day. He was watching something that was happening in his mother’s bedroom. She knew that Komalbhabi took a siesta about this time and guessed Goli was examining his mother’s nude body.
If that was the case he would probably be back tomorrow doing the same thing he had today. She’d be here tomorrow at the same time too. She hoped the same thing happened again. It was fun watching the boy jerk off.
However Goli wasn’t sure of the details about the feelings but Babita and Komal were. Goli’s prick still wasn’t satisfied when he went to bed that night. He thought over what he had seen his mother doing that afternoon. This was much more concrete than any of his previous fantasies.
He’d seen a pair of tits and he had seen his mother’s cunt. He wondered what it looked like inside. The way his mother had pushed several fingers in and out it must be able to take a rather big object. Would his prick be big enough to fill it?
His prick was about eight inches long and a little bigger around than his marker pen . Maybe in another six months or so his prick would be more bigger to fill his mother’s cunt.
In the next room Komal finger fucked herself before she fell asleep that night. The house had aluminum siding and she thought she had heard something hit against the side that afternoon.