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Author’s Note: This is a fictional incest story of three consenting adults from West Bengal, India, namely, Koushik a young man, Ratna his cousin sister and Geeta their widowed sister-in-law. All the characters in the story are above the age of 18. I have taken the liberty of narrating the story from the lips of the main characters so as to depict each of their feelings and thoughts. The story is a little lengthy and I would request the readers to kindly bear with me on this issue.
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Koushik’s narration
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I have been born and brought up at Kolkata, West Bengal. I am the only child of my working parents. After completing my graduation from veterinary college, I managed to get a job as a veterinary doctor under the Government of West Bengal and was posted to Malda Town.
I had been to Malda three or four times to visit my aunt, my mothers elder sister, who stays there. I along with my parents had gone there on vacations twice, when I was in school. We also visited them when their son, Subhash got married about three years back.
The last time we went there was two years back, to attend a double funeral.
My uncle, aunt and their son, that is my cousin brother Subhash, were returning to Malda from Asansol by bus. The roads were pathetic, filled with pot holes and the driver lost control, hit a tree by the side of a pond, overturned and plunged into the pond.
My uncle and my cousin brother succumbed to their injuries and expired. My aunt lost her legs, and only their daughter, Ratna, and their daughter-in-law, Geeta, were the only able bodied persons left in the family. They survived, because they stayed put at Asansol, the maternal house of my cousin brother’s wife, Geeta.
After attending the funeral, I did not go to Malda as I was busy with my studies. Only my parents visited them meticulously once a month, on week ends. This continued for about a year, till the family settled down.
Personally, I was not very attached to my cousins that are my cousin brother, Subhash, who was four years elder to me, and also Ratna, my cousin sister, who is three years younger to me. In between the two cousins, I am told that my aunt did conceive twice, but gave birth to stillborns.
I was formally introduced to my sister-in-law that is Subhash’s wife, Geeta, during their marriage, and had hardly talked to her. Actually, Subhash had gone to Asansol to study Engineering and met Geeta there, fell in love and eloped with her and married her in a temple when Geeta’s parents were vehemently against their love affair.
My aunt and uncle accepted their marriage ultimately and after much persuasion succeeded in calming Geeta’s parents. And that led to the whole family going to Asansol, ending in a tragic accident, where two family members lost their lives and crippled one for whole life.
Immediately after the tragic accident, Geeta’s parents changed their mind and denounced their daughter, refusing to accept their daughter into their family. However, Ratna and Geeta clung to each other and stayed together and looked after my aunt, who was bed ridden. Ratna secured a job in a local school and with her earnings the family survived. They also judiciously invested the insurance money, and received a monthly annuity from the interest incurred. Though they were not well off, they were not in any financial problems.
When my parents came to know that I was posted to Malda, they were relieved that I would not have to look for accommodation and could stay at my aunt’s place. Accordingly they informed my aunt. I was hesitant to stay with them because I did not want to be a burden on them, what with my aunt being a cripple and the two young girls striving hard to look after the ailing old woman. But my parents insisted, arguing that with a male member in their family, they would feel more secure and besides I could help them out in their daily chores as a family member.
I reached Malda on a Saturday afternoon, met my aunt and after two years saw Ratna and Geeta. Both the girls were nearly the same age. I knew Ratna was 22 yrs old, as she was 3 years younger to me. Geeta appeared to be around the same age of Ratna. They showed me my room on the first floor, which had a separate staircase and was independent of the other rooms.
Their house was a two storied house, with a hall, kitchen and a bed room with attached bath on the ground floor. A staircase from the hall led to the first floor where there were two more bed rooms, each with a small dressing room and attached bath. One of these bed rooms, along with the dressing room and attached bathroom was segregated from the main house and a separate staircase from outside was built, with an aim to rent out the room. However, a connecting door was there through which both the bed rooms on the first floor were connected. The door was kept locked normally. However on my arrival, they unlocked the door, and told me that I could use the door to go downstairs for my meals.
The room was quite spacious and airy. Being a bachelor, I did not have much luggage and I quickly unpacked and settled down. After a refreshing bath I lay down on the bed and soon went off to sleep as I was tired. I woke up when I heard a knock on the connecting door. On opening the door, Ratna and Geeta entered the room with tea and some light snacks. As there were no chairs in the room, the three of us settled down on the bed itself. I was still hesitant and did not know exactly what to say. Ratna broke the ice by directly addressing me,
‘Koushik da, you and Geeta boudi hardly know each other.’ (‘da’ after a name is the short form of ‘dada’, means elder brother, and boudi means elder brother’s wife.)
I replied, ‘I have hardly met her twice and had no chance to talk to her.’
Geeta boudi also greeted me and said, ‘I have seen you also during our marriage reception and also at the time of the funeral. I have met your parents when they came here regularly, and heard about you from them.’
‘Yes, mom and dad speak very highly of both of you,’ I replied.
We chit-chatted a little and finished our tea.
I was addressing Geeta boudi as ‘boudi’ while talking to her.
Ratna said, ‘We call each other by our name and not boudi etc.’
I enquired, looking at Geeta boudi, ‘And what should I call you?’
Geeta replied, ‘Just call me Geeta.’
They enquired if I was comfortable and needed anything else, and I replied that every thing was fine.
I asked them, ‘Why have you segregated this wing? Last time I came here, it was not segregated and no staircase from outside was also there.’
Ratna replied, ‘Actually we thought of leasing this room. But we have not been able to get any good tenant for this room. We were looking for a working couple.’
I told her bluntly, ‘Well in that case, I will also pay rent for the room and if you don’t agree, I will be forced to look for some other accommodation.’
Both of them were shocked by my words, and Geeta replied, ‘Koushik, you are a family member, and we are very glad that you have chosen to stay with us. Please don’t insult us by trying to pay rent for this room. Both Ratna and I are very lonely and when we heard you were coming here, we were overjoyed, so please don’t break our hearts.’
I tried to argue but they did not relent and also informed me that the plan to rent the room was taken initially when their finances were bad, but after Ratna got a job, they had no financial problems. I had nothing more to say. I learnt from them that both the girls wake up early in the morning and help perform all the chores of their mother, cleaning her, bathing her, etc. Ratna goes for her work at 8AM and returns home by 1PM. She works as a primary school teacher nearby. Geeta stays at home, cooks and looks after the house. In the evenings both the girls cook together and look after their mother.
My working place was about 5
km from their residence and I had to report for work at 10 AM every morning, till about 5 PM in the evening. It was a Government veterinary hospital. I used to have breakfast at home, lunch at a local hotel near the vet hospital and dinner at home. It was only during the dinner that my aunt accompanied us on the dinning table, sitting in a wheel chair. We used to chat freely with each other during the dinner and also after dinner.
By 10 PM, aunt was tucked into bed. The girls took turns in sleeping with my aunt in her room. One night Ratna used to sleep with her mother and the next night Geeta slept with her mother-in-law. This arrangement was done so that they could assist aunt in the middle of the night if required.
Either Ratna or Geeta, when they were not sleeping with aunt, used to sleep in the first floor bed room, adjacent to my room. Initially I tried to reach my bedroom before they tucked aunt to bed and bolted the connecting door so as not to embarrass the girls. But after about a week, I heard a knock on the connecting door. When I opened, I saw Geeta smiling at me.
She said, ‘Are you very tired?’
I replied, ‘No.’
Geeta said, ‘I am not feeling sleepy, can we just talk?’
I offered the chair, which I had procured earlier and asked her to sit.
She was wearing a night gown, which she arranged properly and sat on the chair, while I sat on the bed. She asked about my childhood and we talked about an hour and then she went to bed. I again bolted the door.
This routine with Geeta continued for about a week. Then Ratna also started the same routine and sat for about an hour and chit chatted with me. So every night I used to talk to either Geeta or Ratna for about an hour after dinner in my room.
Slowly we became friends and opened up more freely with each other. It was Geeta who one day asked me, ‘Koushik, do you have a girl friend back home?’
I looked at her and replied with a smile, ‘Who do you think will be my girl friend when she finds out that I am a cow and sheep doctor? Probably I also smell of cattle after handling them throughout the day.’
She smiled and said, ‘Any girl would love to be with you, you are very handsome, you haven’t tried properly to get friendly with any girl I think.’
I replied, ‘In our college, we had hardly any girls, and one or two who were there, were not worth dating.’
She jokingly asked me, ‘Oh! So exactly what type of girls are you looking for?’
Now I was in a fix. I replied, ‘Someone beautiful, sexy and charming.’
She smiled.
A few days later, I returned from work at about 5:30 PM and went to my room. I heard sound of running water and found my bathroom door locked from inside. Someone was in the bathroom. I understood that one of the girls must be using the bathroom and was contemplating to leave the room when the bathroom door opened and in walked Geeta clad only in her blouse and petticoat. Her wet tits were clearly visible from under her blouse. I was momentarily dumb struck, but Geeta just smiled as if nothing has happened and said, ‘Ratna is in the other bathroom, so I thought of using your bathroom.’ I just nodded and Geeta left the room swaying her behind sexily. Her ass mounds were clearly visible from over her petticoat which was clinging to her body.
The sight of Geeta’s tits and ass made me horny and I had an instant hard on. Later that night when Geeta came to chat with me after dinner, I had difficulty in sitting calmly and talking with her. Once she leaned forward and I could see right through her cleavage. She was not wearing a bra. That night I masturbated thinking of her under me naked, writhing in sexual pleasure.
A few days later, on a Thursday, I got a shock of my life.
That Thursday night Ratna was chatting with me. I casually asked her, ‘So, what are your plans, when do you plan to get married.’
Ratna looked at me for a long time then replied, ‘Do you remember the summer you all came here after your higher secondary exams? I had just been discharged from hospital one day prior to your arrival.’
I replied, ‘Yes, I remember.’ That time your mother was very distraught and I remember my mother trying to console her.’
Ratna nodded her head and continued saying, ‘I was 15 yrs old then. My mother was worried because my menstruation did not start. So ultimately my parents took me to a doctor and for different tests I was hospitalised.’
I was baffled, why is she telling me all these. I kept quiet.
Ratna after a brief silence said, ‘Later, after consulting different doctors and undergoing innumerable tests, the Doctors informed my parents that I have a problem which is incurable. My ovary is non-functional. So I will never be able to conceive and give birth to a child.’
I was stunned to hear this, that also Ratna herself telling me. I felt bad and could not find a proper response and some how stuttered, ‘I…umm…I am sorry, I asked a stupid question and hurt your sentiments. I didn’t know…I really am sorry.’
Ratna smiled and said, ‘There is nothing to be sorry. We have become free with each other so there is nothing to be sorry about you enquiring about my marriage. I think we can discuss any subject without any fear or hesitation. Anyway, now tell me frankly, do you think any Indian male will marry me knowing that I am unable to bear him a child?’
Knowing fully well the Indian mentality, where each and every family desires for an off-spring, and preferably a male child to continue the family name, I had no answer to Ratna’s question. However I said, ‘I am sure you can still find a good husband who after knowing about your problems will still love you.’
Ratna laughed and said, ‘That is a pipe dream and besides, I do not think of marriage now at all, though truly speaking I do feel the requirement of a companion, a partner, you understand I hope.’
I was speechless. Ratna sighed and then said, ‘Both, Me and Geeta are in the same sinking boat. I am 22 and she is 23 yrs old. I am rendered unable to bear a child and she is a widow. We are at the prime of our youth. Both yearn for someone to love us, someone to make us feel we are women, both of us are sex starved, but both of us can only dream. Mother had asked Geeta to get married again, but she refused.’
I asked, ‘Why?’
Ratna replied, ‘Geeta thinks that the accident happened only because of her involvement in the family. So she thinks that it is her moral duty and she is obliged to look after my crippled mother.’
I could not think of anything to say.
Ratna suddenly smiled and said, ‘Come on, let’s not harp on things which make us sad. I am told you want a beautiful, charming and sexy girl?’
I retaliated, ‘Who told you?’
Ratna said, ‘Why, didn’t you tell Geeta exactly the same words?’
I smiled and replied, ‘So both of you compare notes about what I say to each of you, behind my back.’
Ratna promptly replied, ‘We discuss about you for many other reasons.’
I asked, ‘What other reasons?’
‘Oh! So many things, like how you ogled at Geeta when she came out of your bathroom, in her blouse and petticoat,’ Ratna replied smiling.
My face turned crimson on hearing this. I mumbled, ‘Actually I was about to leave the room.’
Ratna still smiling said, ‘Why? You haven’t seen a girl before in a semi dressed condition?’
I just somehow replied, ‘No.’
Ratna was still intent on teasing me and said, ‘Don’t tell me that you have never made love to a girl?’
I did not answer her question but asked her instead, ‘Have you made love with anyone?’
Ratna looked me in the eye and replied, ‘Yes.’
I was taken aback by her reply. Then I asked her, ‘With whom?’
Ratna calmly replied, ‘With Geeta. Geeta and I are lovers.’
I was floored. I kept quite.
Ratna asked me, ‘Are you repelled that me and Geeta are lovers?’
I thoughtfull
y replied, ‘If both of you are happy, then why bother what others think? As for myself, I see nothing wrong in lesbian sex.’
Ratna looked at me and said, ‘You have not answered my question.’
I asked, ‘Which question, I have answered all.’
Ratna said, ‘Have you slept with any girl? Have you made love with any one?’
I looked at her and replied, ‘Yes, I had slept with a woman five – six times.’
Ratna smiled and asked, ‘Who is this woman?’
As she had been quite frank with me, I replied, ‘A married woman, who stays near our house at Kolkata. Her husband was then in Kuwait and she was lonely.’
Ratna was quiet for sometime and then said, ‘So you fulfilled a lonely woman’s needs. I wonder if you can fulfil our needs and make our dreams come true.’
I asked without understanding, ‘What dreams?’
She was quiet for some times again and then said, ‘About our dreams of being loved, being made to feel a woman, enjoying the pleasure of sex.’
I was stunned and mechanically responded, ‘What?’
Ratna just said, ‘Both I and Geeta trust you, we hope you will not be cross with us, but both of us need someone to satisfy our physical needs.’
I was stunned. I replied, ‘But you are my cousin sister and Geeta is my boudi.’
Ratna slowly replied, ‘Yes, we know. But we are also women and you are also a man. Besides who is going to find out what happens inside our house. We won’t tell anyone and we are confident you won’t brag around about your conquests.’
I just kept staring at her. My cock was raising its head and it was becoming uncomfortable for me to sit still.
Ratna asked me in a very low voice, ‘Tell me please, do you have any reservation of having sex with either Geeta or me.’
I took my time, and said, ‘Ratna, I will be frank with you, you are my cousin sister. Somehow, the thought of having sex with you does raise some questions in my mind. But I have no reservation when I think of having sex with Geeta, though she is also my boudi, but boudi-dewar sex is quite rampant.’ (Dewar in India means brother-in-law, i.e. younger brother of husband.)
Ratna now lifted her face and said, ‘I have read and heard of cousins having sex and also marrying. I will also be frank with you, when you came for dada’s marriage reception, I was attracted to you.’
Now this was news to me, I remember being attracted to her during Subhash’s marriage. She was hardly 19 yrs old then, but an eye catcher. I did talk to her but never let her know about my feelings. I told her, ‘You did not disclose your feelings then and I also hid my feelings towards you only because you are my cousin.’
Ratna smiled sadly and said, ‘I hid my feelings about you only because as the Indians say, I had become a ‘baaz’, a woman who could not bear a child.’
Saying this she got up from the bed where she was sitting and walking towards her room said, ‘Think what I have said. There is no compulsion, but we would welcome you with open arms if you wish to become our lover,’ and she went away. The connecting door was still open.
I was still stunned and jolted by what she had said. I was shocked.
I kept sitting on the chair for about fifteen minutes, thinking about our discussion.
It was news to me that both Ratna and Geeta wanted to have sex with me. Ratna is my cousin sister. Geeta is my deceased brother’s wife, my sister-in-law. Having sex with them is Incest. But still they thought of me, why? Somehow the thought made me excited. For the first time thinking about the two willing beautiful women, my prick started stirring and in no time I had a hard on.
Ratna, 5’3′ tall, fair skinned, slim waist, medium sized firm protruding boobs, oval face, large black eyes, waist length black hair, long athletic legs and a mesmerising ass.
Geeta, 5’5′ tall, having a roundish face with a dimple appearing when she smiles, she had almond shaped dark brown eyes, fair skinned, having slightly larger boobs, and having thick curly hair hanging just up to her mid riff, her waist was also slim and with her long sensual legs with a lovely swaying ass, she had something of an hour glass figure.
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