Helpless Widow
Copyright© 2026 by satabdi
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A devoted and chaste widow of a Hindu Brahmin family mourned the loss of her husband while her caring son-in-law tried his best to comfort her. Though torn between her traditional upbringing in a orthodox family and her guilt, she ultimately chose to embrace the newly introduced changes.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual Cuckold Sharing Incest Double Penetration Pregnancy Indian Erotica
Mrs. Satyaboti Bandopadhyay was a purely hearted chaste woman like one of the ‘Pancha-Soti’ ( Five Chaste Women in India ) depicted in our ‘Mythological Scriptures’. They are Ahalya, Draupadi, Kunti, Tara, and Mandodari ... five iconic female figures from our two great epics ( Ramayana and Mahabharata ) revered for their immense strength, virtue, and resilience.
She wanted to be an icon for today’s Bengali women by strictly following the virtues and lifestyle of the Pancha-Soti. Their holy lives greatly influenced her both mentally and physically. As a result, every morning after bathing in the sacred river ‘The Ganges’, she worshipped the portrait of the ‘Pancha-Soti’ rather than the traditional Gods and Goddesses.
She was very fair, with her 36DD breasts jutting out, and she could till now excite many men around, even at home. To maintain her figure and keep her mind free from guilty feeling, she practiced some Joga, Meditation and Free-hand excercise regularly. She was very much soft-spoken and spent a lot of time in Puja & Prayers, and other times watching TV-serials related to religious theme.
While adhering to a traditional widow’s diet, she chose to consume strictly vegetarian food following her husband’s death. At home, she generally wore traditional outfits, such as a white saree with a full-sleeve blouse, or a churidar, accessorized with simple bangles, a bindi, and earrings. In contrast, when her husband was alive, she preferred dressing like a newlywed in traditional bordered sarees, full jewelry, and colorful bangles
However, prompted by her daughter and son-in-law’s pleading, she once again began wearing colorful, designer chiffon sarees instead of the plain white saree traditionally worn by Bengali widows. Although she meekly protested, he even presented her with a pair of lace bra and panties secretly just two days ago during her 50-th birthday celebration.
Her son like son-in-law Subhamoy always thought of her as his loving innocent mother. Although he never thought her as a sexual object of his fantasy, he often picked up her soiled panties and smelt them. He put them down only after a satisfactory masturbation, after drenching them with his thick load of cum.
He thought that was his panty fetish as he loved each and every panty in the world. He also used to sniff the dirty panties of their Adivasi maid Sulata Hembram who was also attractive and sexy like his wife Sabitri and mother-in-law Satyaboti. However his kinky activity related with the panties of his nearest one’s often made him guilty but he couldn’t check himself from doing this perverted act.
Anyway, now his mother-in-law had started attending many religious gatherings, spending much of her time working with charities and attending religious functions. She did this to escape the bittersweet memories of her colorful past with her late husband, which often tormented her. Seeking deeper involvement in those noble endeavors, she became a trusted and active member of a reputed welfare trust called ‘SWANTANA’.
Noticing her cheerful and rejuvenated disposition, Subhamoy openly supported his mother-in-law’s new activities and her association with the trust. He was not the only one; his ex-army father, Monotoshbabu, also decided to get involved in her social work. Both of them were delighted to see that she had even started watching the devotional program ‘Aastha’ every morning after her bath.”
Afterward, she would dress properly ( Generally a Saffron Saree ) and pray alongside her daughter, son-in-law and Beyaimosai ( Daughter’s Father-in-law ) in the worship room, sitting before the portrait of ‘Pancha-Soti’. This ritual often woke the two children of the great ‘Bandopadhyay Family’, who were then offered the Prasad ( Oblation ) from the Puja. With great devotion, they would take the ‘Prasad’ from her, touch it to their forehead, and eat it with their eyes closed.
As days passed, this ideal Bengali family almost returned to normalcy. Seeing that, not only Sabitri, her husband and her widower father-in-law, but their two children as well looked delighted as they thanked the almighty for bringing so much happiness in their lives.
Anyway, one such day, having received an invitation from ‘SWANTANA’, Subhamoy arrived at the Trust’s office with his father and mother-in-law to attend a charitable function. The compound was filled with the Trust’s wealthy, VVIP members and numerous needy people from the community.
Participating in the voluntary activities of this reputed Trust had not only provided solace to his mother-in-law during her time of extreme grief, but it also helped pacify his own wicked soul. Therefore, he decided to return the favor by actively volunteering at the Trust’s events. To support this, he donated a large sum of money for the higher education of needy students and distressed individuals.
Anyway, after the great speech of his ex-army father, as the President of the function, a ‘Natok’ ( Drama: A piece of writing that is acted out in a theater ) was held by the children of the Trust’s members. After that the distribution of clothes to those in need was started with great enthusiasm. This distribution drive lasted for about an hour and a half.
Finally he decided to head home with his father and mother-in-law. But just before the program concluded, his mother-in-law stepped away to use the restroom. He then noticed that the Sun was almost set and it was nearing the evening.
He assumed everyone had left, including the society’s secretary and other trustees. However, he could neither find his father nor his mother-in-law anywhere on the society’s premises and grew worried. He tried to call their mobile, but network issues created an irritating obstacle.
At last, he thought to ask the gatekeeper Javed, an eighteen yrs old young Muslim boy, if he had seen her. So, he walked to the far end of the society’s building, where his small quarters were located. He was just about to call out the name when he overheard a voice. He stopped in his tracks, frozen in stunned silence.
“Javed, take it off, take those damn uniform and dirty brief off! I want you inside of me, immediately!” The woman’s tone was urgent and breathy but it puzzled him a great realising that it was actually his mother-in-law Satyaboti’s tone.
“Yeah Ma’am, I’m going to stick it up into your sopping hungry pussy!” Subhamoy could hear a young man’s deep voice, it was sonorous and low.
OMG! It was actually Javed Ansari, the Muslim gate-keeper of SANTWANA! And he was with his widow mother-in-law!
He couldn’t believe his own ears! Was it possible for his chaste and religious minded mother-in-law, who was a compassionate social worker and ex-minister, to indulge herself in such type of nasty act? He was astounded and taken aback. His heart began to beat faster and he couldn’t believe that they could hear it. But it rang so loudly in his mind.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah, OH YEAH! Right up into that tight pussy I love so much! Goddamn Ma’am, you have a fantastic pussy, especially when my cock is all stuffed up into it!”
Subhamoy was so shocked, he could barely breathe. But at the same time he was very much curious and wanted to get a look at the adultery that was happening, here in the small dirty room of the Trust’s Muslim gate-keeper!
Very carefully he craned his neck to peer into the room, and instantly gasped in uttar disbelief. At first he saw the 18 years old Javed’s ebony colour buttocks glistened with perspiration in the dim-light of the room. It clenched rhythmically as he pumped his massive Nigro-like black cock up into his widow mother-in-law’s apparently hot starving pussy!
“Oh yeah, oh yeah Ma’am, that’s it, take my black meaty rod right up into your sophisticated wet hole ... ungh, ungh, ungh...” Javed shoved his engorged cock in and out of her sopping pussy brutally.
She kept her chest pressed against a wooden stool to keep her balance as she grabbed it’s legs. Actually, Javed used that stool to sit at the main gate of the Trust’s huge building during his duty. Her cotton printed Saree and Saya pushed up over her large ass as sweat-beads dripped down into the delicious cleft of her cleavage. She was raising her milk-white heavy ass in the air before the stool to get his merciless thrusts.
Subhamoy was extremely shocked as he saw the stud Muslim gate-keeper’s black cobra pistoning in his mother-in-law’s starving pussy with an unimaginable speed. It was huze, bigger than his medium size eight inch cock. It was at least ten inch long and proportionately thick which was slick and glistened in the soft light of the room.
His mother-in-law was making cooing noises while being thoroughly plowed by the heavily muscled young gate-keeper. And that’s when with his great astonishment, he could feel his own cock rise, unbidden in the confines of his pants, aching and needy.
‘Oh no, I shouldn’t be watching this; what’s worse, it makes me happy.’ He was shocked at his own carnal impulses. Had he not learned anything morals from his 35 years of long life? He could feel through the pleasures of the flesh, how the devil takes a hold of him and perverts his mind!