Adultery A Cuckold by Birth by vyasya

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Interestingly, by then women had developed a taste for men and no longer aspired for the solitude of monogamy."

"So you are saying they had multiple partners apart from their husband?"

"Yes - usually the father-in-law and his cousins; sometimes the eldest brother of husband - the frequency increased significantly after 15-20 years of marriage, which usually meant an otherwise sexually dissatisfied wife in her early thirties."

"The chemistry often worked as well and the abundance of time on her hand made it more fruitful."

"Isn't it interesting?" she remarked.

"Today when we think of a characterless woman, we imagine her to opportunistically mate with other men in rather infrequent manner."

"Yet a woman who mates with multiple men on a more or regular basis even if infrequently doesn't project same kind of image - it's as if she is married to multiple men."

"Anyway, the tradition took a new meaning - the satisfaction of women that in turn keeps the men happy."

"And this is when the role of the men in such relationship defined more clearly in sexual terms."

"Men who knew how to take charge but more importantly in such intimate manners and who were particularly gifted in the art of love making."

"It seems natural - doesn't it?"

"I mean the men should be much better than the partner she already has otherwise what is the point."

"Not just better - much, much better given the risk she runs."

"And if the men were so much better, then they deserved even better - much younger and prettier women," I added involuntarily.

"Absolutely - and hence the process for looking up for an appropriate daughter-in-law became even more intricate."

"In the past - they only needed loyalty to the family, a strong sex drive, and intellect to manage such affairs privately and amicably."

"Now - they had to be incredibly beautiful and a strong ability to procreate multiple times!"

My thoughts ran through the checklist to see if Nishma qualified as a good candidate. She of course had a strong sex drive as was evident with our rather adventurous beginning to our relationship. She was very beautiful with a body that men lusted for. Physically she was well developed and did seem to have the ability to live through multiple pregnancies. And lastly - but not the least - she had a strong desire to please the men who mattered in bedroom.

Nishma kept silent for a little while allowing me to digest everything that she shared. If any of it were true then it was quite scandalous and if all of it were true it wasn't short of the biggest conspiracies that the families were able to pull it off for such a long duration.

We pulled over to a small joint to have dinner as we both were getting hungry. It was a small restaurant but quite deserted and remote. Nishma was getting frisky as we walked towards the dingy restaurant. She dragged me to the toilets on the pretext of having to go but then pulled me inside the ladies toilet and kissed me passionately. Her raspy breath left nothing to my imagination. The discussion had a similar effect on her as well. She mumbled to me between her kisses, "my pussy is on fire, please soothe it with your tongue."

I knelt down in that dingy toilet and proceeded to pleasure her. She was wearing her traditional Salwar Khameez and had little difficulty in presenting her pussy for my pleasure. It was a rather quick and aggressive session for both of us as she grinded her pussy on my mouth and I in turn I tried to probe the remotest corners insider her pussy with my tongue. Very soon I latched onto her clit and sucked on it for what it was worth. She came down with a shuddering climax within five minutes. Her knees buckled and she straddled my mouth looking for support. From the top of the pussy, my tongue moved to the bottom and it was now on the perineum. She held onto me as she caught her breath. I sensed the musky odor emanating from her anus and involuntarily darted my tongue towards it. Nishma chuckled as I made a few futile attempts to reach her anal opening.

"You just can't get enough of me, isn't it?" she whispered, catching her breath. She delicately scooted forward allowing my tongue to reach the source of musky odor. She was clean so I had no hesitation and licked her immediately. Nishma let out a low moan in a few moments.

"Adwait," she whispered, as I continued my task, "Uncle is very interested in my butt."

"He would love to learn that you are prepping it for him!"

I continued to pleasure for another five minutes. Nishma gave me a loud smooch after we wrapped up. Nishma's sexual overtones didn't subside even though I had relieved her. She constantly played with me by massaging my bulge under the table in an inconspicuous manner. We spent well over an hour at the restaurant sampling various dishes but more importantly talking about the exciting half-a-day we spent at our uncle's place. She divulged more during that brief interlude - much more than she wanted to.