Had several sweet fucks by the husband of my own sister

(Part 1 from 1)

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I am Deepika, a middle-age but still young looking married lady of 59. Fifty years back when I was in a co-education school I was in deep love with a very handsome and brilliantly studious magnificent polite boy, Sumit, who was 3 months younger to me in age. It was my deep rooted infatuation and strong will that I will marry him in my life. Although I never expressed my wishes to Sumit, but possibly he knew my emotional attraction for him and maintained a very sweet relation with me as an ever keenly awaited special type of friend. But after schooling he left the town with his parents and I couldn’t know where he was.

I grew up always remembering him in my memory-lane, completed my college education and was at last married in the age of 24 with a doctor at Muzaffarabad as per wishes of my parents. Soon after my marriage my husband left for abroad for higher studies. I was pregnant and was living with my in-laws. Just after one year of my marriage my father informed that the marriage of my younger sister, Neha, is settled. When I reached to attend Neha’s marriage at Kasganj I was amazed that Sumit was her bridegroom. I was just shocked but there was no way out. I thought at least I could find and see my long-awaited love, Sumit. By God’s grace I got a teaching job in a Kasgunj Inter College as I was a doctorate degree holder in human biology. Neha and Sumit too were living at Kasgunj. Sumit was a Lecturer in a college. Both of them used to visit my place on week ends.

After a few months I had three months of maternity leave and delivered a female baby at Muzaffarabad, and again joined my job back at Kasgunj. Sumit and Neha were taking every care. Sumit often used to see me while getting back from the college. He was of all help to me except for my deeply felt biological requirement which I was unable to express before him. One day it was slightly raining when he asked I might be badly missing my husband. Looking to the opportune moment I expressed how I loved Sumit from my school stage but he was married to Neha. He became emotional and as his spontaneous reaction he instantaneously embraced me in his arms which I was long waiting for. Possibly he also had an ever unexpressed dormant love for me some where deep in his heart. There after we flew emotionally and starting from that memorable day, we had several full swinged sweet fucks whenever he visited my place without Neha.


Our fully dedicated highly satisfactory deep sex-cum-love relation continued till my husband got back to India. I insisted my husband not to join a job at Muzaffarabad and have a private practice at Kasgunj to which he agreed looking to the very few available specialized clinics at Kasgunj. I left my job to look after my baby. My husband used to be busy with his clinic from morning till late night (except at the lunch hour) and I continued with my sweet sex relation with Sumit almost every day whenever Sumit could find time enroute his residence to college or college to residence, or during the gap class hours. This went on for nearly 18 years however till then our frequency of sex was reduced to 2-3 times per week as he had to responsibly have sex with my younger sister (his wife) Neha too. Unfortunately, one day my daughter Mimi (who was 18 by that time, studying in Class XII) saw my fully nude sexual intercourse with Sumit.

In fact that day she came back uninformed from her school earlier at 12:30 pm and could watch our whole moaning sex process (from completely nude pre-fucks to orgasm and post-orgasm) through window holes since I could not hear the bell ring in view of my deep sex involvement with Sumit at that point of time. She didn’t say any thing to me, but getting extremely aroused to watch us, she met Sumit the other day in his college and insisted him to fuck her exactly in the same manner as he did with me (her mother), as a price for not informing to her father about his extra-marital relation with her Mom. Sumit anxiously discussed the situation with me the same evening, and I had no option except to permit him to fuck my daughter at least once a week. Sumit obeyed me and started fucking me and my daughter in his every alternate visits to my place. After 5 years of this regular sex as a routine, my daughter’s marriage was settled with a doctor boy.

She disagreed to leave Sumit. For making her agreeable for marriage Sumit took lot of pains and gave a highly labour-intensive hard nude fuck only to her (and not to me) every morning and evening consistently for complete one month on my request in order to fully satisfy her, along with the assurance that even after her marriage whenever she comes to Kasgunj if she wishes Sumit will make sex with her only till she stays here. This way, she was made ready for marriage and she left for Kanpur with her husband after marriage. I became considerably free to continue my physical relation with Sumit. Even at the age of 59, I love getting hard-fucked by Sumit at least once a week and derive intense pleasure (much more than what I get with my extra-busy doctor husband who is always running after earning money). Although once a month Mimi keeps on coming to Kasgunj either alone or with my son-in-law (her doctor husband).

Whenever she comes alone she asks me to relieve Sumit as her sole fucking partner for that full week, to which both I and Sumit easily agree for the sake of Mimi’s satisfaction which she seldom gets with her doctor husband. Sumit has responsibly maintained a balance in his own family life as well. Neha is his most happy wife with two brilliant children who are all well settled now. Sumit is now a senior professor with high repute. He knows how to give due weight to his emotions and responsibilities in life and he has proved that if you have a large considerate heart you can be successful in your social, personal and professional life while maintaing a well consented and clean extra-marital relation.

I am heartily obliged to him that he has ever cared for my each and every request without disturbing his family life, for which I dedicate my every thing to him in my thoughts, words and act.

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