Young Widowed Mother Loves Her Two Sons
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Hello all, I am a regular reader of ISS. Today I am going to narrate a story and it is 100% fictional. This story revolves around an Indian mother and her 2 sons. I am going to narrate this story from a mother’s point of view. My name is Brinda and I am from Kerala. In the year 1988, I was happily married to a person who was handsome and down to earth. He was a caring and lovable person. My parents were also happy because their only girl was married to a good person. His name was Manohar. Manohar’s family consisted of 10 members. Manohar’s mother, 2 brothers, and their wives and children were staying in a big house. Everyone treated me well and all of them were lovable. After a few days, I noticed that my husband was taking the medication regularly but he didn’t explain the reasons to me. In the year 1989, I gave birth to a baby boy and we named him Pramod. In my mind, I was thinking that as we are already a big family, so one child will be good for us. But my husband was not listening to my words and soon I also agreed to his words. In the next year 1990, I gave birth to another baby boy and we named him Prasanth. My husband was really happy and proud. My husband was having a 6-inch dick which works well inside me. When we are in our room, without any notification I’ll start kissing him and will have sex with him. On one particular day, I had sex with him 4 times and after the 4th time, he said, “Are you trying to kill me by having sex?! Enough, I have no energy to do more.” Then only I realized that I cannot control my sexual urges once it is started. I was a virgin before marriage. After having sex for the first time after getting married, in my mind, I want to have it all night and all the time. In the year 1991, my husband fell sick. On that occasion, his family members disclosed the truth that he was taking the medication for some blood disease and now he was in a critical stage. I was really angry, worried, and upset because my lovable family members concealed such a big truth from me. I informed my parents about this sad situation and they also became angry and worried. But they didn’t show it to my husband’s relatives as my parents were soft and mild by nature. In the hospital, my husband wanted to talk to me in private. He informed me that because of his sickness only, he was compelling me to have 2 children and as both kids were boys, he got satisfied and thought that they will protect me in the future. He also told me that he had taken medical insurance which wais a huge amount and would help me to overcome any financial difficulties in the future. Soon my husband passed away and I couldn’t tolerate the sadness. My parents asked me to get married again. But I can’t do that as I am having 2 kids. The lovable relatives soon became cruel and cunning because in my account I was having the insurance money. My husband’s relative’s love and affection were just for the money. I left my husband’s house and stayed with my parents. I also complained to the police about my husband’s family who was ill-treating me for getting the money. Because of the tension and harsh situation, my mother and father passed away in a gap of 6 months. I was left lonely with my two kids and people started talking badly about me which created a rage inside me. Then I decided I have to overcome this situation and I want to show the world that a single mother can do anything if she has the courage. I controlled all my urges to attain my destiny. I had the insurance money and my parents’ own house. I made my two kids study well, as I have completed PG and worked in a company before marriage, for 6 months. Both of them were good in studies. Till the age of 5, I was breastfeeding both of them. During the childhood of my kids, most of the time, I will be walking in the house with just a bra and gown. I have a small habit that I like to get up late. But as I have to get them ready, prepare breakfast, and send them to school, so while sleeping I will wear only bra and gown. Then if I woke up late, without thinking about how I am dressed, I will get them to brush, bathe them, and get them to wear their school uniforms. It is a long and tough process as they were naughty kids. When I am going outside, I’ll wear normal clothes. But inside the house, I have the freedom to wear anything or I can be naked too. But my kids are boys, so roaming naked will be dangerous. After a few years, while bathing my elder son Pramod, I found some hair growing near his penis. I thought that this is the time to stop the bathing him and he has to take care of himself now. Prasanth my younger son was also having some hairs around his penis. So I asked them to bathe themselves. But the problem was they won’t bath and clean them properly. So, I again started to bathe them. During night times, I will be sleeping in between my sons. Instead of telling bedtime fancy stories, I regularly informed and alerted them about the incidents that happened with my husband’s relatives and with the people around us. I asked them to believe no one except me. They were good kids till the age of 18 and 19. In college, as you guys know, from their friends, they started to learn about sex – female organs, male organs, and masturbation. My elder son started getting isolated from me and after a few years, my younger son also started getting isolated from me. I don’t know why this is happening but I concentrated on their studies. Both of them were good in studies till that time. Then my elder son Pramod, started to get low Marks. I asked him to join tuition classes but he refused, but the younger one, Prasanth was good in studies, so I started concentrating on the elder kid. Pramod started sleeping in a separate room as he kept arguing that he wants his privacy. I regularly found stains on his inners and I know he wants to masturbate in the night, that’s why he wanted to sleep in a separate room. Also, he started to bathe on his own. One day when I was cleaning Pramod’s room, I found local sex stories book under his bed. I got shocked and I understood that he is not going on the right path. In the evening both of them came back from school. I asked Prasanth to go to the shop to get some groceries. After he left, I guided my elder son to his sleeping room, Me: Pramod, what is this? (He was shell-shocked as I showed him the sex book). Pramod: (with guilty face) I am sorry, Amma. I wanted to beat him but teenagers do these things. The only way to change them was with the mother’s love. Me: Look Pramod! Teenagers at your age will do these things. But you have to focus and concentrate on your studies, then only you can succeed in your life. Otherwise you will become a laughing stock to others. Please don’t insult me in front of your father’s relatives. Please. Pramod. Still, you want to read this means, you can keep it yourself. Pramod: Sorry Amma. I know it is wrong, but I cannot control the… Me: You cannot control what? Pramod: Sometimes my penis is getting hard. I can’t do anything. Me: If you stop reading this book, then automatically you will have your concentration back and focus on your studies. Okay! What are you going to do with the book? Pramod: I will give it back to my friend who gave me this book. Me: Good! That’s my boy. (I hugged him but he was twisting his body like a snake). The next day, they were ready to go to school. When the college bus came in front of the house – Pramod: Amma, I forgot to take that book. Me: It’s okay, you can give it back to your friend tomorrow. Now go to college and focus. (He smiled and went inside the college bus). I came back inside the house and started sweeping the rooms. When I reached Pramod’s bed, I checked whether the book was still there. I kept the broomstick aside and sat on his bed, and checked out what’s in the story. There are about 10 stories in that book, in between some sexy poses of men and women. After many long years, I was getting wet. I started to read the sex stories. Whenever I was reading out the erotic scenes in the stories, I could feel the juices flow inside me and drip on my gown. I was shocked by the last two stories because the story was about a mother and son. I don’t know whether Pramod had read the story or not. When I read that story, I started to get a different feel and the flow became strong. At that point, I couldn’t control my feelings. I kept the book on the bed and started to finger myself. But my nails were hurting while doing. So I want to cut my right-hand nails. I got up and went quickly to a drawer and found the nail cutter. Quickly, I trimmed all my right-hand nails and filed it and started fingering again. Because of the eroticism in that story, I was doing fingering vigorously and was moaning loudly. I could smell the cum and my moaning sound was echoing in the room. I forgot to explain about my body shape. My size is 38-24-36. After my husband’s demise, as I am a single mother and due to hard work, I could maintain good body shape. I have huge and perky boobs and nice round ass. While doing my housework, my boobs will always be juggling inside my bra and while walking my fleshy ass will be swinging. My skin color is caramel. Many people will say that I am looking like Tamil actress Priya Bhavani Shankar. Back to the story, while I was fingering myself, I was pressing my boobs with my left hand hard. I lifted the bra up which I was wearing and started pinching my nipples. After a long time, I was really enjoying it. I reached climax and came a huge load on Pramod’s bed, on the floor, and collapsed on his bed. After 5 minutes, I checked out the mess I have made on his bed. Those people who masturbate will know this. After cumming, they will feel why did I do this. (If you have felt this, please mail me about it). My guilt feelings were high because I used to advise my son to control his feelings but here I couldn’t control my own feelings. Accidentally with the cum on my hand, I touched the sex storybook and because of the cum, some parts of the book got wet. I realized the mistake and I didn’t know what to do. I went to the bathroom and washed my hands and dried with a towel. Then took a piece of waste cloth and cleaned the cum stain on the book, bed, and floor. I washed the bedsheet and kept it outside under the sun, so that will get dried. I then kept the book under the fan so that the wet part gets dried quickly. After completing housework, I restored everything to its original position except the bed. The sun had gone down and it drizzled a little bit while I was taking an afternoon nap. I kept the wet bedsheet in his room and I made up some facts in my mind to tell him about the wet bedsheet. Both of them came back from the college and Pramod directly went to his room and found that his bedsheet was wet. Me: Pramod, while I was cleaning the room accidentally some water fell on the bed. I kept the bedsheet under the sunlight but to my bad luck, it started drizzling when I was taking a nap. So today you can sleep along with us in my room. Is that okay with you? Pramod: I am okay, Amma. Why are you acting differently today? I meant you look fresh and energetic. Me: Today, I am in a good mood. That’s why! And now itself, keep that book inside your bag, otherwise, you will forget tomorrow. Pramod: Okay, Amma! In the evening, I and Prasanth went to the grocery shop to buy some items and came back. When we came back and closed the door from inside, I heard some sound from Pramod’s room and he came out from his room. By the reaction of his face, I can understand that he did something wrong. Then I realized that he would have read the stories in that book and would have kept it back in the bag on hearing the door sound. I can see the tent formed in his trouser. After dinner and completing the household works, I started to sleep in between my sons. After a few hours, I woke up in the middle of the night because the bed was shaking and my gown had lifted up till my thighs. I was lying on my left-hand side facing Prasanth, but he is in deep sleep. And I could feel that my ass was exposed as I was getting cool air from the fan. Suddenly, I felt like someone was groping my ass. But the shaking of the bed had not stopped. I wanted to know what was happening behind me, so I acted as if I was in deep sleep and turned exactly 180⁰ to face Pramod. I slightly opened my eyes but he too started acting like he was in deep sleep but I can see that he is awake. I scanned his body to see his bottom part. I was amazed by the size of the dick which was standing erect like a rocket ready to launch. Because of my sudden movement on the bed, he couldn’t hide his dick inside the trousers. Literally, I started liking his dick and because of that, my juices had been triggered. For 15 minutes, we both didn’t change our positions. After confirming that I was in deep sleep, my son Pramod started stroking his dick slowly without shaking the bed. As you guys know, I cannot control the sexual urges once it had started. I started to breathe a little heavily. I didn’t know how my son was having such a big dick in this young age and also it was bigger than his father. The devil inside my mind was telling me to take that dick inside. But I couldn’t do that as he was my son. I was watching with slightly opened eyes. After a few minutes, Pramod stopped stroking and his right hand came towards me. My son placed his right hand over my bra strap which is loose on my left shoulder and he removed it from my shoulder, which exposed the left boob fully. My big boob was hanging downwards and he started circling my nipples with his right-hand index finger. He was making me cross the limits and I was controlling with all my efforts not to cum. After a few minutes, he started pinching my nipples which made me moan loudly. Because of that, I opened my eyes to stop his mischievous act. By seeing that I was awake, he became nervous and afraid. I got up and sat on the bed. I wore the bra and gown properly. Pramod: I am really sorry, Amma. Me: Shut up and sleep. We will talk about it later. Wear your trouser properly. Rascal (husky voice). My son lifted his trousers up and turned right side showing his back to me. After a few minutes, I slowly inserted my hand inside the gown to check the wetness as the cum has flooded inside. I didn’t want to hurt him by rudely asking about this issue but if I left this without asking, he will get confidence to do bad things in the future. It was better to deal with this in a delicate way. I lost a few hours of sleep thinking about this. The devil inside my mind says to take control of his dick and have him. And once he had the taste of sex, he will do whatever I want. But the angel inside me said that if I had sex then I was giving him the license to become a culprit. Later there was a probability that he will do the same thing to other girls in the future and he will force himself on them. If society comes to know about the relationship between me and my son, then your chapter will be closed. Wait for the next part to see the action taken against my son Pramod. I need some time to write and deliver a new kind of erotic effect in the second part. > Please be patient and review this part and share your feelings about it. I am ready to accept all kinds of reviews. 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