Well, this is an incestuous story. So anyone having reservation should skip reading it.
I am 30 years old doing my own business in supply of construction materials. Our parents stay in our native village about 30 km from my place. I have a younger sister, Dimpy, who is 26 years and married about 3 years back. She has a son who is just fourteen months old. She and her husband stay at a place which is only 18 km from where I have my business establishment.
Since childhood we had cordial relations as siblings and were free to each other. Dimpy's husband, Santosh is around 35 years and an IT professional. Dimpy's marriage was arranged in a hurry. When she was around 23 years, she had developed an affairs with a local guy, named Gopal and once it came to the knowledge of our parents, her marriage was fixed with Santosh in a hurry.
Dimpy is of medium height, 5'1" to be precise. But she has a pretty face and her growth was nice. So our parents had no difficulty in finding a groom for her.
Just before the lockdown was announced, Santosh had to go to New Delhi in connection with his official jobs. Rather than keeping Dimpy and her son at his place, Santosh wanted them to stay with our parents. However, as he had scarcity of time, he dropped Dimpy and her son at my place so that by the weekend I can take them to our paternal home. But with the sudden clamping of lockdown from Tuesday, we got stranded at my place.
Most of the activities came to a halt. Shops were also limited. What I did on priority was to collect baby food for Dimpy's son. In my three bhk flat, we stayed comfortably for a week.
During the second week, we were having dinner. Her baby was already asleep. Dimpy was asking me about my plan to get married. I told her that with lockdown and business slump, I could not think of marriage. After a lots of talk on the issue, Dimpy suddenly told me teasingly, "Once you get married, your craze for porno films will come down. I noticed lots of such videos in your stock."
Being caught all on a sudden, I blushed and angrily said, "Why were you searching my bedroom?"
Dimpy laughed and said, "Don't get angry, I was looking for some video to relieve boredom. But every video I put to play were those things. So I understood my brother needs a wife now to fulfill his bodily needs. There is nothing wrong in it."
I too laughed at her words and they relieved much of my embarrassment. Dimpy said, "Mom had also told me to find a good bride for you. Tell me your choice."
"Don't play the role of a guardian," I smiled and said, "Because you're married and have a baby don't think you have outgrown me in age."
"I am not pretending to have outgrown," Dimpy replied with a naughty smile, "But I have taken the fruit of knowledge and know something more than you."
"What is that?" I asked.
"See," Dimpy said seriously, "Immediately after marriage, men are crazy about sex and want it at anytime. Women are ashamed and try to avoid. But they are made to surrender to the wishes of their husbands. Wife is more like a girlfriend at that stage.
Once they have an issue, the husband loses his interest, not in sex, but in the wife. Wife becomes a mother figure to him. He would still like to do naughty and dirty things with other women, not with the wife."
"Is it a case study of yours and Santosh?" I asked, "Or you have studied other couples too?"
"It's a general study," Dimpy said, "We're not exceptions either. Once you get married and have an issue let me know if more or less same situation occurs. It seems the curiosity, sense of shame, excitement that they had previously get faded gradually."
"It seems that Santosh had not sexually caressed you for long," I tried to lighten the discussion.
"It's not a personal issue as you are trying to explain," replied Dimpy with a sullen smile on her face.
Looking at her, I knew something was not normal in their marital life. I hesitatingly asked, "What is it? Do you think it can be shared with me?"
"May be, as we were always free and frank," said Dimpy, "But there is something unusual and dirty."
Dimpy waited for few seconds and lowering her gaze started to speak, "Initially, he was crazy and sometimes we had it even at day time, then again in the evening. Santosh would place his mouth in such private places that I can't tell you..... After our son was born, Santosh seemed to have lost interest. When the baby was six months old, I asked Santosh one night for physical intimacy. For the first time I felt his loss of interest in sex with me. Things reversed almost by 180 degree as he wanted me to put my mouth in his dirty private places. He showed me various blue films and wanted me to behave like those heroines. Despite my reservation, I enacted the role. To be frank, mostly he would grow hard only after fucking my mouth roughly. But soon that too became stale.