Today I am telling my story of my poor but interesting sexual experience. I am a 38-year-old widow Manorama. My husband is no longer in this world, he left us, today Rahul is 21 years old. I live in a village with my son. Today I have brought my story in front of you, which will also make you think whether this happens, please rate me with 5stars.
I am not a writer; I am just trying to put my heart in front of someone who cannot say to anyone; the writer Beingunknown and edited by AI editor.
You know that people look at widows with suspicion, so I never spoke openly to any man, because I will not take any time for socializing to make a prostitute.
That is why I spent a few years, till my son was not young, now my son Rahul has become boiling and a bodybuilder, when his hands fall into my body as I lead to full of lust and I went crazy to take his cock.
Guys today I am writing you a story of mine, which is the story of the first fuck with Rahul, today I will openly tell you that what happened the day that he agreed to fuck me.
One day I went to sleep after having dinner and Rahul was watching TV outside, I was in a different mood that day, how long to keep the heat of lust under control, I lay on my bed and forget to close the door and I rubbing my pussy; I was full of excitement and was closing my eyes. I was putting my finger in the pussy and licking it. Water looks so lush.
Then I heard a sound like someone coming, and it stunned me. Rahul was standing in front of me and my finger was in the pussy, his cucumber like cock was waving in the air.
I asked Rahul, "why did you come in like this?"
So, Rahul replied, "I stand every day from behind the window and watch your film, what would have happened if I came inside today?"
I got furious at him and I said, "You are not ashamed, you see your mother naked?" I covered my body with the bedsheet.
Rahul said "Mom I know why you do this, if my father was alive, you would not do this". He started his emotional plan, I remembered his mellow drama, but I also want a cock in my wet pussy.
Then he said, "I can understand your feelings, please mom forgive me." And he went out of the room.
Next day, when he saw me he came and started hugging me tightly, now my pussy started leaking, I can feel it properly because I was not wearing underwear inside.
Now he again apologized to me and we had breakfast without talking to each other.
After that During the day when I went to take a bath in the bathroom, I realized that the hole in the bathroom door he was staring at me, when I was wearing a saree in my bedroom, he was still looking at me from the porch. Now his eyes were on my body. Slowly, slowly, I also started feeling that he would not leave me alone until he drill my pussy. But I wanted to take some time.