Part 2 of a series. Mama and mami mean uncle and aunt in hindi.
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Daytime on Thursday continued like the previous few days had been. I thought that potentially my relationship with my mami and mama had changed but neither of them made any mention of the night before. If anything, I barely saw my uncle and aunt and when I did they required me to do more chores than I had done previously. This made me tend to avoid them during the day.
After dinner I was called up to my mama's room to watch TV. I was sitting when my mami came in wearing her dressing gown. She moved towards her dressing table and then began to disrobe. As her dressing gown lowered I could see she was wearing white nightwear that covered her back but only lowered to the top of her thighs.
My mami turned, moving towards me to take her place in the middle of the bed and I stuttered as her front was revealed. The white night wear was in fact a white lace babydoll though my mami was not wearing the accompanying bra and panties.
I could clearly make out the heaviness of her breasts and the dark nipples through the sheerness of the white material. My gaze fell down from over the firm thickness of her waist to a neatly trimmed triangle of darkness over her crotch. I could smell a musky sent as she clambered over me to take her position in the middle of the bed.
I struggled to concentrate on the TV whilst being able to see a large dark nipple out the corner of my left eye rise and fall as my mami breathed in and out. After 15 minutes I wondered whether my uncle would make his usual comment regarding me being cold but instead no sound was made. Nonetheless, I noticed my mami's right hand touch my thigh gently.
I felt my mami's soft hands caressing my thigh and edging towards my crotch slowly as the TV continued to play. I gulped and leaned back against the head rest of the bed unsure of what to expect as her hand reached my manhood. Her fingers slowly circled around my crotch which felt as hard as steel at that moment.
Her hand then moved upwards towards the waistband of my bottoms and she repositioned her body slightly so as to slip her hand underneath my bottoms. Without wasting time she quickly moved her hand underneath my pants and took hold of the base of my cock. I could feel her soft fingers grip around the base of my penis and her begin to jerk me. The only light in the room was emanating from the TV and as I looked to the left I could see my mama and mami with their eyes glued to it.
I looked down at my crotch and could see the covers of the bed move in rhythm to the movement of her fist up and down. I could feel my mami's fist pull up the middle of my cock and then pull down to rock briefly against the base. The movement caused my balls to slightly shake with each jerk. Occasionally, she would lift a finger off my cock and circle it around the purple shaft of my brown cock. I felt like I could hear the stickiness of my pre-cum against her finger when she did this.
Pump, pump, pump was the sound I imagined hearing though it could not really be heard over the din of the TV. I could feel cum that had been building all day rising from my balls to my penis and begging to be released. I looked at my mami's chest and could see her dark nipples slowly quiver as her hand moved. The visual sensations of those jiggling breasts were then too much to bear and I felt myself tense and I unloaded.
As I came my mami's hand's pace slowed and began longer strokes with more of an emphasis on a squeeze. She released my cock rubbing her hand gently against my black pubes to clean it before moving her hand from my bottoms back to her own lap underneath the bed covers.
My uncle then stirred commenting that his programmes had finished and it was time for bed. I was briefly concerned that I had made a mess that would be seen as I got up but I remembered that the mess was in my underwear. I got up and made my way to my own bed to sleep soundly having been relieved of a tension that had been building all week.
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After releasing my load the previous day, Friday's chores seemed easier than the other days as I had a spring in my step. My mami was out shopping for most of the day so I did not have a chance to interact with her at all and my uncle was his usual self though his bad back had not shown any improvement.
My mami eventually returned home at 8pm and served me dinner as I had become accustomed to shortly after. If the previous night's events had any effect on her cool attitude towards me it did not show. No mention was made of anything that happened and I was certainly not going to bring anything up.
My uncle had mentioned during the day that my mami may be tired from having gone out shopping so I was surprised when he called me up to watch TV after my dinner as my mami had retired to bed as soon as my dinner had been served.