I Consoled A Grieving Young Widow
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About ten years after the marriage, Mr. Anwar, one of the owners of the company that I worked for, died suddenly of a heart attack. The whole company attended his funeral because he was a very nice man, liked by everyone. I saw Salma, the grieving widow and offered her my sincere condolences. Mr. Anwar had married late and his wife was almost 15 years younger to him, she was about my age. After a month or so after Anwar’s funeral, I met Salma, Anwar’s young wife when she called me to her house to go through personal items in his desk, I greeted her and tired to help her make sense of the papers that she found in her late husband’s desk. We chatted a little bit, but she seemed lost and lonely. I offered her a cup of coffee. Since I had visited their house many times I knew the layout and the kitchen, I got some coffee for us. Now looking closely at her, I found his widow extremely attractive with long hair, she was kind of small, and with a tiny body, her breasts too were not that big. We were sipping Coffee and I talked about Anwar and how he would be greatly missed. She began crying. We were sitting facing each other, our knees quite near each other, I got up to comfort her, at the same time she too got up, we collided and as I fell back into my chair, to break my fall I held her and doing that I pulled her on top of me. She fell on me was sitting on my lap with my arms around her shoulders, then something strange happened instead of pulling away, she snuggled in tight into me, and I just sat back enjoying The smell of her skin and hair. She was wearing a kaftan, some kind of a gown, and it had opened on the side, her entire left leg was bare. I moved my hand from her shoulder and placed it on her thigh. I realized that she had stopped crying, but was breathing heavily. She stared back at me with her dark eyes. Our lips touched slowly and we kissed. Her tongue worked my mouth and made my dick grow. I moved my hand slowly up her exposed thigh and disappeared under her gown, as I inched further I realized that She wore no panties and as I touched her outer lips, they parted like layers of petals of a rose soft and moist. I then pressed my palm against it and pushed my thumb against her. I gently stroked her and continued kissing her. She felt the hardness of my dick as it pushed between her buttocks and my stomach. She tightly held her hand around my hard dick. I got up and she too got up and stood beside me. I leaned down and we began kissing again and my dick began to harden with desire. She then pulled up her gown and took it off. I watched it fall on the floor, revealing her beautiful, smooth, fair body. Her breasts were a handful with erect nipples. I removed my shirt; she got on her knees and pulled my dick out. “It’s so big,” she said and began kissing and sucking it. So big!” she sighed again. I took off my trousers, shoes and my jockeys off. I bent down and with my hands around her buttocks, picked her up and carried her, I sat on a chair without arms and lowered her to my thighs. She straddled me, moving her wet cunt up to my dick; she lowered herself onto it, and only allowed the head to enter her inner lips. She hardly moved from that raised position until she began to shake with an orgasm. She looked at me and said, “First time.” Then she took command and made short movements using just the head of my dick to fuck her. She raised herself up, making sure that only the tip of my dick touched her, she then slowly pushed down until my dick was buried in her pussy. She would stand and take out my dick and then rob the head of her folds of her pussy, again and again, I realized she was teasing my cock. After some time, she began to shake again and locked her legs against my thighs, having a volcanic release, more intense than her first orgasm. Her hard nipples rubbing on my chest as she pushed her small breasts against me. I had my head kissing her neck and I sucked her ears and face. She lowered herself a little more down on me and grating her hips that grabbed and released my cock, taking only part of my dick into her tight pussy. Savoring it for some time, she slowly allowed a bit more to penetrate her pussy and used that to stimulate herself to her third orgasm. She cried tears of ecstasy as she came in a violent burst releasing her juices all over my testicles. With half my cock still unused, I wondered if she would ever take it all. Then she lifted her feet from the floor and eased down another few inches. I felt the end of my dick graze her cervix and ignite her fourth orgasm. She held on to me as she shook her way through this intense orgasm and tears rolled down her cheeks. She seemed exhausted yet determined to get the last inch inside her. With each bounce, I felt the tip of my dick slide over her cervix and push hard against the back of her pussy. I desperately wanted to come, as her pussy contracted around my cock, I pulled my dick out and shot my first load onto her She slid to the floor and the second shot hit her breasts, while the third struck face and smeared her hair. She seemed to like it. She sat on the floor, grabbed my cock and sucked out what come was left. I was stunned by her agility and sexual ease. No wonder Anwar seemed much happier after she arrived. This was to be the first of several such sessions in the year that followed, we used those occasions to make love in the manner in which we had first discovered our passion for each other. She had touched me like no other woman I’d ever known. Perhaps it was her combination of lust and rage that she so freely surrendered to me. We shared our needs off and on for several years until I got a better job and left I have since then moved to many cities and now am in Chennai, any women interested in meeting can contact me on [email protected]