India Widowed Daughter – Family sex Story

My name is Diwakaran. I am a 53 year old widower, living near Cochin, in the state of Kerala, in India. I was leading a decent middle class life, until my wife expired last year. This is my real life story. Though I am totally ashamed of myself and my actions, I have only written this, to make other widowers like me, aware of the dangers of loneliness and also the dangers of staying alone with their daughters, during such times of loneliness in life …………
My wife and I have only one daughter. Her name is Anuradha. Since she was our only daughter, we loved her very much. Anuradha too loved us a lot. Like any daughter, I suppose that she even loved me more, as I was her father. We got her married very early in the year 2001, when she was 18 years of age. Anuradha had a happy married life and gave birth to two children, within the next 4 years. Tragedy stuck in the month of January, this year. In a car accident, her husband passed away. My daughter became a widow. She was only 22 years of age. At such a tender age, now she had the responsibility of bringing up 2 little children. My daughter stayed from January 2006 with her in-laws. As they lived in a joint family and as I lived alone, in the month of October this year, they suggested that Anuradha and her children should come and live with me, from Deepawali onwards. At that point, from the time my wife had expired in 2005, I had been living all alone. For two years, there was no woman in my house. I was depressed and frustrated at my loneliness.
So, when my daughter and her children came to live with me, I was over-joyed to have their company. I had a small house – one living room, two bed-rooms, kitchen, and the usual bath-room, with a WC. Since the rooms were small, each bed-room had space for only one bed. Anuradha and her children occupied one bed-room and I slept in the other bed-room. My daughter took charge of all the needs of the house – in terms of cooking, cleaning, washing etc. She kept the house clean and made sure that, I was served coffee, milk, breakfast, lunch and dinner on time. For one month, things were fine. One day, during the 3rd week of November, when I woke up early in the morning, I found Anuradha asleep on a mat in the living room! I woke her up.
I asked her, ” Anu, what happened? Why are you sleeping here? Why are you not sleeping on the bed, in your room, with your children? “
She replied, ” Oh Papa! There is almost no place on the bed. Your grand-children toss and turn and kick their legs while sleeping. It was so disturbing, that I came here and slept “
I said, ” You should have woken me up. I would have come and slept on this mat in the living room and you could have slept on my bed, in my bed-room “
She replied, ” No Papa. That is your and my late mummy’s bed. I did not wish to be a nuisance “
I said, ” Anu, what is this? You are my daughter. Though you have become a mother of two children, yet, you are still my child. So dont talk nonsense. From tonight, let your children use the bed in your bed-room, you sleep on my bed and I shall come and sleep here, in the living room “
She said, ” No Papa. I dont want you to sleep on the floor, so let me sleep here. It is no problem for me. You continue sleeping on your bed “
I firmly said, ” No Anu, you will sleep on my bed and I will sleep on the floor here. That is final. Now – no arguments “
She said, ” OK Papa. But, I dont want you to sleep on the floor. If you insist that I should sleep on your bed, then I have an idea. Look Papa, is it OK with you, if I come and sleep on your bed, along side with you? Afterall I am your daughter and have slept on your bed along side you, so many times, during my child-hood “
I should have thought about the dangers. I should have thought well, before answering. Foolishly, I did not. I simply did not want my own daughter to be disappointed. Afterall she was simply being affectionate. So without any vision, in order not to hurt her,
I replied, ” OK Anu, from tonight, after putting your children to sleep in their room, you come and sleep on my bed, beside me! Happy now? “
She replied happily, ” Yes Papa. Like old times. I can still recollect all those nights during my child-hood, when I used to sleep next to you and you used to tell me stories! “
That night, after dinner, I went to my bed and lay down on one side – leaving ample space for my daughter on the other side of the bed. For some reason, I could not sleep and was lying wide awake on my bed, in the darkness, as there was the usual nightly power-cut. After finishing all her work, my young daughter put her children to sleep. The door to my bed-room opened. I saw my daughter entering with a candle. She glanced at me. She thought that I was asleep. So, I too pretended to be asleep – but my eyes were slightly open, watching her. As the candle light, was too dim, she could not see my slightly open eyes. I looked at her, as she moved about silently in the semi-darkness, keeping some news-papers, on the shelf.
I had always looked upon my daughter, as a little girl. Though my daughter was the mother of two children, it was for the first time in the candle light, I realised that, she was a fully grown woman! She was beautiful. She had obviously had a bath. My daughter was very fair. Now with her white saree and blouse, she looked like an angel. I saw the out-line of her gorgeous breasts, from under the palloo of her saree. When she turned, I also noticed the out-line of her large and firm buttocks, from under her saree. As I watched her, I felt my penis getting erect. I had been without a woman for almost 2 years. Now that I was seeing a woman in my bed-room and that too – in the semi-darkness at night – I was getting sexually excited – though it was my own daughter! I was disgusted at myself!
Anuradha put off the candle. In the darkness, she came and lay down beside me. I was awake and hoping that she would not notice the erection under my dhoti! I could smell her fragrance. My erection was fully raging now. Within the next 10 minutes, I noticed that she had fallen asleep. I turned on my side to look at her. She looked so innocent. So beautiful. So tender. So delicate. It was sad that she had become a widow. Though my penis was erect and I felt like touching her exciting body, I knew my limits. Anu was my daughter. I dared not touch her. I tried to sleep and finally fell into a stupor.
After 2 hours, some movement on the bed, woke me. I saw that, in her deep sleep, Anu had turned and snuggled up close to me, like she used to, when she was a little girl. Her voluptous body touched mine. She had flung her left arm over me, hugging me. The only problem now was – she was not a child. She was a fully grown attractive and voluptous woman. And more importantly, I was a man, who had gone without a woman, for two years. My penis was once again erect! My heart was beating wildly. I started sweating! I was frightened. She had hugged me out of a daughter’s trust and love, for her father. Not out of any sexual feeling. I did not wish to do anything foolish. I did not wish to be an idiot. But, no matter how much I tried, I could not control my own sexual excitement. A war was raging within me. A war between a father’s feelings towards a daughter and a man’s feelings towards a sexually attractive woman. After some time, she came more close to me and hugged me more tightly. She was whispering something in her sleep. I tried carefully and listened,
She whispered in Malayalam, ” Vasu ……. Darling ……. I want you ……. I am aching for you ……. Come Darling ……. I am waiting! “
I was shocked and saddened too! Vasu was her late husband! My daughter was missing him sexually! God! She was not hugging me, with affection – as a daughter. She was dreaming that she was in bed with her late husband and hugging him – sexually! I realised that it was almost 10 months since her husband had expired and obviously my daughter was sexually frustrated. So here we were – both – a widower father and a widowed daughter, both sexually frustrated! Anuradha, now put her left leg over my legs. I could distinctly feel the heat from her crotch, seeping through her saree, through her petticoat and through my dhoti, directly onto my penis. Further, again in her sleep, she caught my head with her left hand and pushed it downwards, towards her breasts and began whispering again.
She whispered, ” Vasu ……. Darling ……. here, take my nipples ……. the baby may wake up ……. so drink my milk ……. before he wakes up ……. but keep some for the baby! “
Though I am a father and I love my daughter as a father should, yet, I am also a man with human weaknesses. I knew that my daughter was breast feeding her baby. Now that she was virtually pushing my head towards her breasts, I did not resist. I allowed her to do so. But after pushing my head a few inches towards her breasts, to my disappointment, she turned. She was lying on her back with her head turned towards me, and I could tell that she was in a deep sleep. I got up slightly.
I crouched over her and whispered, ” Anu, are you awake? “
Eliciting no response, I gently shook her shoulder to see if she would open her eyes. Again, no response. With my inhibitions disappearing, and my arousal growing, I grabbed the top of her saree palloo and slipped it down, to reveal her young breasts in her bra and blouse. I saw she was wearing a white bra inside her blouse. Very nervously I gazed at my daughter’s body. Her breasts made the blouse, taught, across her chest. I ran my palm very lightly over the breasts and cupped them. I got more excited.
Ever so slowly, I began un-hooking her blouse and managed to open it completely. Now her lovely breasts were visible in her bra. I lightly touched her bra. I paused, checking her face again to see if she was waking. My hands were shaking at this point, and my knees felt ready to buckle. Taking a silent, deep breath, I turned her slowly to her left side. I un-hooked her bra and turned her again on her back. The sight was incredible. My young daughter’s breasts were perfect. They were large, round and fleshy, with large, black and protruding nipples topping them off. Just the way I liked them.