Next day was a holiday, so I did not have to go to office. At about 10 in morning, after breakfast, Aamna told that she had to visit her friend and will be back only afternoon.
After Aamna went out, Ammijaan closed all the doors and came to my room and asked shyly, “Imran Beta! Have you brought what I had told you? Please hand it over to me.”
I took my bag and took out the brinjals and handing over them to Ammijaan said, “Mother! These are the biggest brinjal I could get. Yesterday there was no good brinjals available in the market. I couldn’t get the brinjals of even my size. You have to do away with these only, next time I bring the bigger ones.”
Ammijaan kept silent and then shyly said, “Imran! What can be done. I is my luck and destiny. I will have to do away with whatever I get. As nothing can be done. If Allah was on my side, your father had not died.”
I silently took out 2 brinjals, which were about 6 inches in length and about 2.5 inches in girth. They looked like big cock. Ammijaan took them in their hands. Her hands were shivering with shame but still she took them.
She was looking surprised and said, “Imran! These are very big and tight. I was not expecting them to be so big. Don’t feel bad for these. Why were you saying them to be small. And what did you mean to say that they are not even your size?”
I was a bit taken aback because actually in the heat of conversation I had spoken about the size of my cock. But as now Ammijaan has asked me about it, I had to reply. So I hung my head and softly said, “Ammijaan! Sorry for that. It just skipped out of my mouth. I did not want to compare, but actually I meant that these brinjals are not even the size of my manhood.”
Ammijaan was also stunned to hear it and was silent for some time. Then she thought of something and making the matter lighter she said, “Oh Imran! I have been in only one man in life and that was your father. He was so big and muscular. I know only his size. You are quite petite and thin. Your body development is also not as your father. I don’t think that you could be as big as your father. These brinjals are a bit shorter than your father, so I think you tell a lie, while comparing these with yourself.”
saying this, Ammijaan smiled as if she had got a thief.
I was naturally angry and said, “mother! I am not a liar. I can prove it. You may see for yourself.”
Saying this is stood up and put my fingers in my pajama to pull it down. I was expecting my Ammijaan to admonish me for trying to do it and stop me, but she kept silent and was looking toward me, as if expecting to see my throbbing cock.
Though I did not want to go so far, but now I had to expose my cock (Lund) before my Ammijaan to prove myself.
So slowly, I put my fingers in my pajama and pulled it down along with my underwear. My cock (Lund) was already throbbing and was very tight with the situation. So as I pulled my pajama down, it sprang out facing the ceiling as if a snake is set free from its confinements. My cock (Lund) was so thick and tight and standing in all its glory. I was feeling shy to stand naked like this before my own mother, but Ammijaan was not feeling shy, but she was looking keenly towards my cock (Lund) with a hungry look in her eyes.