My name is Meenakshi, and everyone affectionately calls me Meena. I’m a simple woman from Udaipur. I’m 39 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, have a slim build, and a figure of 30-28-32 inches.
My husband died in a road accident. Since then, I’ve been living as his widow with my son.
When my husband was alive, he used to fuck me a lot. He never missed an opportunity to fuck me, and whenever he got on top of me, he would not rest until he satisfied me. But after his death, this joy was taken away from me. I felt a dearth of sex in my life.
I managed to get through some time, but after that, I started missing my husband terribly. At night, when I tried to sleep, I felt a deep emptiness, and I would remember all the times my husband used to make me happy by fucking me, and I would stay wrapped up in his arms. I missed his thick cock terribly, and thinking about it would make me want to get fucked, and I would fall asleep feeling dejected.
This continued for days, and I couldn’t figure out how to get out of it.
I grew up in a simple family and hadn’t had a boyfriend before, fearing that if anyone found out, it would ruin my family’s reputation. Therefore, I had no one to turn to for my physical needs.
One day, my son had gone to his maternal grandmother’s house, and the only people at home were me, my father (father-in-law), and my mother (mother-in-law). That night, I lay alone in my room, feeling dejected. Being alone, I felt even worse about not having anyone to fuck me. It was 2 a.m., but I couldn’t sleep. And when I fell asleep in the middle of the night, I couldn’t wait to wake up.
In the morning, I heard a knock on my door. I woke up, and when I looked at the clock, I was stunned. This was the first time it was 11 a.m. and I was still asleep. I usually wake up at 7 a.m.
I thought it was Mom at the door, so I got up and went to open it. I was wearing a white petticoat and blouse, and I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath because I usually sleep without one.
I opened the door as soon as I went in and saw Dad standing there. He stared at me, but I wasn’t paying much attention because I was asleep. But the moment I saw him, I remembered I wasn’t wearing a saree.
I quickly returned to my room, picked up my saree, and began wrapping it around myself. Dad spoke from the doorway, “Son! Why did you get up so late today? Are you not feeling well?”
My head was feeling heavy from staying up all night and waking up suddenly in the morning, so I told Dad, “Yes, Dad, I have a slight headache.”
Dad said, “Eat something, take some headache medicine, and sleep a little longer.”
I asked, “It’s okay, where’s Mom?”
Dad said, “She’s gone to town, she has some work.”
Dad went to his room, and I stood in front of the wardrobe glass and started putting on my saree. Then my eyes fell on my blouse, and I blushed with embarrassment. Because the blouse was white and thin, my nipples were clearly visible.
Then I removed my saree and saw that my petticoat was the same, and my blue panties were visible to a large extent.
I felt embarrassed thinking that I had gone in front of my father in this condition. What would he think if he saw me like this? And then I racked my brain and remembered that my father was staring at me.
Now I was sure that my father had seen my nipples, and I was angry at how he could have looked at me like that. But it was my fault for getting up and going in front of him like that.
I started doing the housework, but my eyes were still filled with shame. I avoided looking at my father and just kept doing my work. After finishing all the chores, I ate lunch, lay down on my bed, and fell asleep.
After a while, I felt as if someone was sitting next to me, and I opened my eyes. I saw that my father was sitting next to me, watching me. I tried to get up immediately, but Papa stopped me and said, “It’s okay, Meena! You’re not feeling well, rest.”
What happened to you this morning?
I knew what they were talking about. Feeling uncomfortable, I pretended to be unaware and asked, “What happened to me this morning? What are you talking about, Papa?”
Papa – When I came to wake you up this morning.
Me – What happened then?
Papa – You looked very beautiful.
Hearing this, I became speechless and felt embarrassed. I hid my face with the pallu of my saree.
Papa removed the pallu and said, “I’m telling you the truth, Meena, you’re very beautiful, and you looked even more beautiful this morning. You might not know, but your nipples were visible through your blouse this morning. That image is still etched in my mind. I’ve been thinking about you all morning.”
Hearing this from Papa, my heart raced, and my voice had already gone silent.
When Papa thought I was listening to him but not responding, he continued, “You wore blue panties this morning, right?”
It felt a little strange to hear such things from Papa, but what could I do? It was my fault. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, thinking he would leave.
But that didn’t happen. The next moment, he placed his hand on my thigh and started caressing it. I couldn’t do anything, even if I wanted to, because I was enjoying the touch of Papa’s hands, and I didn’t want him to stop.
Papa caressed my thigh and then began caressing my stomach. Slowly, his hand moved towards my breasts, and he started pressing them over my blouse.
After a long time, I was feeling something good today. It never once occurred to me whether I was his daughter-in-law or his father-in-law.
My heart was pounding, and my pussy was tingling. I squeezed my legs together to calm my restless pussy. And then Papa started kissing my neck. He alternated between kissing around my neck and my ears, and then he started kissing my chest.
While kissing my chest, he began unhooking my blouse one by one, running his tongue along my cleavage. Then he completely opened my blouse and began fondling both my breasts over my bra.
I removed the saree that was tucked into my petticoat and unzipped it. Papa began caressing my legs, lifting it up, his hands reached my thighs. The touch of Papa’s firm hands on my thighs aroused me greatly, and a fire of lust began to ignite in my body.
Papa’s hand slowly reached my panties, and he began to run his fingers over them between my thighs. I was enjoying it immensely. Fluid started to flow from my pussy, making my panties wet and slippery.
Papa continued to run his fingers over the wet panties and press them into my pussy. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths.
Papa ran his fingers over my stomach, then put his hand inside my panties and began caressing my wet pussy. I pressed my thighs together. My nipples hardened, and goosebumps appeared all over my body.
Then Papa got up, took off his pajamas and underwear, leaving him naked. He then removed my bra and panties, leaving me naked. He then lay on top of me and started kissing my lips. We were both sucking each other’s lips. Papa’s penis was becoming erect and hard, hitting my pussy. My nipples were digging into Papa’s chest. Papa’s hot breath was falling on my face.
Then I grabbed Papa’s stiff penis and shook it. Then, pulling back the foreskin, I pulled out the head and began rubbing it on my clit and clitoris. My whole body trembled, and I became desperate for his cock inside me.
Papa sensed my yearning, positioned his penis on my vagina, and slowly began inserting it. Since I hadn’t had sex in a while, I felt a slight pain. When Papa applied a little force, it entered more than halfway inside, and I let out a soft scream.
Papa still pushed his penis all the way in, then stopped, pressed my breasts, and kissed my lips. When we both became engrossed in kissing, he pulled his penis back a little and thrust it back in. And in this way, Papa began fucking my pussy.
My pain turned into pleasure, and I began to enjoy the fuck. After a while, Dad got up and lay down next to me, gesturing to me to lie down with my back to him, and I did.
Dad then lay down behind me, rubbing his cock against my ass. Then, lifting one of my legs, he opened the opening of my pussy, and then inserted his cock inside. I lay with my head on his arm, and he was squeezing my breasts with both hands and pounding me. I was completely in his grip.
I had no idea of тАЛтАЛhis strength, but seeing his strength today was incredibly rewarding. He may be 55 years old, but his pussy-fucking power is many times greater than that of younger men. And I felt lucky to have gotten the chance to fuck him.
Dad was very excited and was getting a little rough with me. He was choking me with one hand and squeezing my breasts with all his might with the other. I was in a lot of pain, but I was enjoying it more than anything.
Dad fucked my pussy for 10 minutes, and then increased the speed of his thrusts. Dad was now at his peak, his lust sky-high. While he was thrusting into my pussy, he also began rubbing my pussy with his fingers.
Dad’s fingers were soaked with the juices of his sex, and he began rubbing them on my pussy and stomach, continuing to fuck me relentlessly. At one point, Dad thrust his cock all the way in, and then stopped with all his might. In the next second, I felt the heat of his semen inside my pussy, and the tremors of his cock began to throttle my pussy.
Dad took a deep breath, grabbed my breasts tightly, snuggled close behind me, and laid down with his face in my neck. Within a short time, his penis became flaccid and came out of my pussy. His semen also came out of my pussy. And Papa lay down straight.
Then I got up, cleaned my pussy with my panties, cleaned the bedsheet, put on my petticoat and blouse, and went to the bathroom. I washed and dried my panties, rinsed my pussy thoroughly with water, and returned with another pair of panties.
By then, Papa had also woken up and put on his clothes. Now, after coming out of the mood and atmosphere of sex, I was feeling shy. I couldn’t meet Papa’s eyes. But Papa seemed to have opened up to me with my pussy. He asked me, “Meena! How did you like it?”
I didn’t answer and lowered my gaze.
Papa asked again, “Tell me. How did you like it?”
I said, “It was good. How did you like it?”
Papa said, “I really liked it. Today, after a long time, I got the chance to fuck a young girl, so it felt good.”
My shyness subsided a bit, and I began to open up to Dad. Now I knew that what happened today was definitely the first time, but not the last.
I said to Dad, “So?”
Dad: “Yes, dear, you’re very beautiful. I like you very much, but you’re my daughter-in-law, so I haven’t been able to tell you until now.”
Me: “So how did you tell me today?”
Dad: “When I saw you like this this morning, my desires were awakened, and your nipples had been on my mind all day. I couldn’t resist, so I took the risk and came to you. At first, I thought I shouldn’t go, not knowing how you would react. But after much thought, I realized that you too are thirsty. You’ve been alone since my son left. You must be craving sex too. So I decided I should give it a try.”
After hearing this from Dad, I didn’t know how I should react. So I ended the conversation with a slight smile.
After that, we stayed together until my mother-in-law arrived. During this time, we kissed and hugged several times. He fondled my breasts. I sucked his penis. And he fucked me, taking me to heaven again.
Since that day, we’ve been on the lookout for opportunities and, whenever we get one, we engage in sex.
Thank you…
