I am sexy. But I am a widow. My son did some serious mischief in school and a case has been registered with the police. So what did I do to save my son?
Author’s backstory: Because of the lust inside me, I was fucked by other men.
Hello friends, my name is Sonal. I am 36 years old and my figure is 36-29-38. I am a resident of Meerut. My skin is fair, as white as milk and my breasts are big and firm. My ass is also big and fat.
I often wear chiffon sarees. The shirt I am wearing has a dark collar. My shirt is open from front and back so my beautiful breasts look sexy to everyone.
My cleavage looks very attractive with this deep neck blouse. Since my shirt is sleeveless, it gives a more sexy feel.
I also tied the saree just below my navel so that my navel and entire stomach were visible. This means that wearing a saree blouse exposes most of the waist part of my body. This makes me look even sexier. Whoever sees me once, sees me forever.
This happened when my husband passed away two years ago. I got married at a young age. I also have a son who is currently studying in the lower class of school. I wrote to you about how many problems I had to face after my husband left.
It so happened that all three of us were living a very happy life. We are very satisfied with our life. Then someone saw our happiness. A year ago, my husband came home from outside in the evening and my son and I were waiting for his arrival, when I got a call from the hospital and I got an emergency call. I ran to the hospital with my son. By the time we reached the hospital, my husband had committed suicide.
After my husband left, both of us were completely broken. My son has not gone to school for two months. He also decided to leave school.
Then one day a friend of mine came to my house and seeing the condition of both of us, she explained to me that the one who was supposed to go had already gone. Now because of you your son’s life will also be ruined. Take care of it and yourself. I understood what he was saying and from the next day I started trying to be normal.
It has been 8 months since my husband passed away. I told my son – Son, from today onwards you go to school every day and study with all your heart.
After some convincing, he agreed and I started doing household work. Everything remained fine for a few days.
At the same time, I noticed a lot of changes in my son’s behavior. Attempts were made to talk to him several times but he did not talk.
All this went on for several days. Then one afternoon I got a call. When I picked up the phone, a voice came from the other end saying that I am calling from the police station, your son has been held here, come and free him.
By the time I wanted to ask something, he had hung up the phone. Now I am very nervous. I don’t understand what to do.
Then I remembered that one of my husband’s friends was a lawyer. I called him and told him everything.
He said- Sister-in-law, don’t worry.. I will come when you come.
I reached the police station and the lawyer also arrived at the same time. When you go to the police officer he tells you that your son had a fight in school. He broke a boy’s head. He went to school drunk.
I was stunned to hear all this.
The lawyer gave my son’s bail papers and after some time the police released my son. The police took my phone number and let us go.
We both went home and my son went to his room. I was angry inside, but this was not the right time to talk to him.
At night it came to my mind that I should talk to him. When I went into her room I was shocked by what I saw. He was ready to hang himself.
I caught hold of him and brought him down. I hit her hard and started crying. Then suddenly he also started crying hugging me and started telling me everything.
My son told me that after his father died, a friend of his gave him alcohol to help him deal with his grief. The boy whom he killed always used to say that your father is dead, so send your mother to me.
Saying this my son started crying.
I explained to him a lot, then said- Promise me what you have to do after studies.
Then he said- Mother, I was expelled from school.
I said- Don’t worry, I will do something.
Having said this, I came out and started thinking what to do now.
In the evening a call came from the Police Inspector – I want to meet you… there is some more work.
I said- You come near the house and I will come.
Because if I invite them to my house, my son will regret it even more.
I went out of the house, stood at a distance and asked: Tell me what happened?
He said- Madam, your son has been released on bail but the child’s parents did not agree.
I said- Sir please do anything… but save my son.
He said- Money will have to be spent.
I said- Inspector sir, I don’t have that much money.
He said- Look, you understood, tell me tomorrow.
There was a hint of meanness in his eyes, and I knew he wasn’t the right person. Because he’s talking to me. But his eyes were on my breasts and my entire body.
I spent the whole evening wondering where I would get so much money. Then I thought why not give him what he wants and my work was done. I didn’t want to do this work, but I had to do it. You have to use your body to do your job.
The next afternoon, the police officer called: “Ma’am, what happened… do you have any ideas?”
I said- Sir, I want to talk to you about something… can we meet?
The police officer said- Okay, come to the park at six in the evening.
I said- In which park?
So he told me the name of a park and said- meet me there.
At 6 pm she went to take bath and started getting ready. I wore a light blue saree and got ready as usual.
As I told you earlier, I always wear sleeveless sarees which have deep neck from front and back and also tie the saree below the navel. I was dressed up and ready. When I look at myself in the mirror I look incredibly sexy. I wrapped my saree pallu tightly and came out of the house because if my son saw it, he would get suspicious.
I told him- I am going to my friend’s house.. it will take some time to reach there.
When I came out of the house, I pulled the pallu of my saree aside and moved it a little from the front so that my breasts became clearly visible and my navel also became visible.
Seeing my sexy body, all the people outside were staring at me as if they wanted to fuck me with their eyes.
I took a taxi and reached the same park. The view there is different. All the boys and girls were lying clinging to each other. While kissing was going on, another boy pressed the breasts of a girl. As soon as I went to the park, I saw a boy sucking his penis.
Seeing all this I lost my temper. Then I also found a nice open place to sit.
After some time his call came and I called him to me. Now seeing me staring at him he said, “Tell me madam, what do you want to talk about?”
He stared at me from top to bottom. After taking a good look at me, his eyes fell on my breasts. I also deliberately sat slightly bent towards him so that he could see my breasts clearly.
I said- Sir, you see, my husband passed away recently. I don’t have that much money, how can I give it to you?
I pretended to cry while speaking.
He placed his hand on my shoulder and said, “Mam, don’t cry.” As soon as
his hand was removed, I leaned closer to him.
She moved her hands all over my back… I also placed my hands on her thighs and started caressing them.
After a while he placed my hand on his penis and I started caressing his penis.
He understood that I agreed, so he pressed my breasts and took out his penis. His penis was like a black pestle… very thick. The length of the penis is also 8 inches. He signaled me to take his penis in my mouth.
I also bent down a little and started sucking his penis. At first I felt very sad about all this, then when I thought of my son, I started sucking happily again.
While his penis was being sucked he said – This place is not good. You come to my room.
I am also ready to go.
He came by car, so we went to his room. As soon as he entered the room, he closed the door and pounced on me like a hungry lion.
At first he kissed me a lot. I also support him. Then she asked me to lie down on the bed and take off my saree and blouse. Now my 36 big breasts were naked in front of him. He started sucking and licking it.
He sucked so much that both my breasts turned red. I felt pain but also enjoyed it. Today, for the first time after my husband, I got fucked by someone else.
Then he lifted my petticoat up and said – This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful pussy… I have never met such a smooth jasmine pussy.
There is not a single hair on my vagina. Then he licked my pussy for some time and started inserting his fingers in my ass hole. The seal of my ass had also opened because my husband used to fuck my ass regularly. I was just moaning.
In this sex story of mine, I have also left the story of my sex story. I will write about the entire incident in the next part. You can write me an email.
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