Adultery A Cuckold by Birth by vyasya

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Reshma was surprised but not shocked with my collection. Everything seemed to fit nicely after she heard those stories. Even though she was familiar with the tradition for a while, she seemed surprised by those lust filled stories. The stories were just a series of letters written by mostly husband's who were trying to make sense of their own cuckold tendencies. A few were written by women and most if not all were pure cuckold stories where the husband either encouraged his wife or learned about her infidelities and later accepted it reluctantly or tacitly. Given that these were letters; they hailed from well-educated families, so probably from reasonably well-to-do families as well. There were probably over two dozen stories but only half-a-dozen were my absolute favorites. These were also the stories where the author wrote multiple letters to the magazines, explaining further on their stories.

Interestingly, in all the stories the women either got pregnant from their lovers or at least gave their lovers a fair chance to impregnate them. In my favorite stories, the women got pregnant from their lovers several times. It was clear that the husbands approved of it either explicitly or tacitly.

Later in the night Reshma let me take her anally. It was a satisfying experience for both of us.

The next morning both of us got up a little late. Reshma busied herself with proceedings at home while I eagerly looked forward to my new life. My mother told me that I would have to make a visit to my Uncle's place soon since they won't join us for the wedding due to Aunt's ailing health. We had planned for a short honeymoon at a nearby hill station, so she was letting me know about what to expect soon after we return. She also told me that I would be visiting them often now that I had to oversee our business in that region. It would also allow us some time away from the hustle-bustle of city life and hopefully should allow us to bond with each other. When I mentioned the condition of the house, she immediately told that repair work was in progress to address those issues. A little later when I had a private moment, I shared it with Reshma.

"I know," she said, "Nishma's periods have just started, so she would be in the middle of her fertile period by the time of your visit."

"What?"

"I thought..." I said, but she interrupted me, "Don't worry, Nishma has given enough thought to it already. Uncle is the real bull to inseminate your wife. That's precisely why your Mother is arranging for your visit at the perfect time."

I was pleasantly surprised. Although, I felt Ratan's seed would be perfect, I knew that such things were done as per the tradition, otherwise things could go awry.

Reshma lead me to the ceremony earlier than originally planned, on the pretext of getting me ready. Both the sisters had planned a surprise for me and made sure that both the rooms had sufficient privacy. Only Nishma's trusted maid guarded the rooms. The two rooms allocated to the bride and groom were at the top of the building with two different accesses from outside; apart from the main access from inside. The outside access for both our rooms was blocked, so the only main access was from inside, which was closely guarded by her maid servant. There was a passage from the bathrooms that was usually locked but in our case both Nishma and Reshma had kept the doors unlocked. The ceremony was scheduled to start in about two hours when Reshma lead me inside the bathroom and carefully pushing the dividing door, she led me into adjacent bathroom. And there I found my beautiful, practically naked wife prancing around the room, arranging items to get ready. She was wearing a blouse and a petticoat that sat much below her navel, practically hanging on her waist. She had taken a shower only a few minutes ago perhaps as I sensed from the warm, humid air in her bathroom. Nishma was looking stunningly gorgeous as her skin practically shone against the warm light that was flooding the room from the windows. In walked an old gentleman as Nishma hurriedly arranged her clothes. Just a brief glance at him confirmed that he was Ratan's father. He was tall, perhaps a couple of inches shorter than Ratan but had a similar built, except that his old age was showing now; he was 58 at that time. He had a huge belly just like Ratan but it showed more on him. His hair was all grey, and he looked stately with his demeanor. His simple attire, a long Khameez with a simple white trousers below gave away that he was a man of authority. His dark complexion reminded me of Ratan and even his gray hair only attenuated his dark skin complexion.

"Mamanji," said Nishma as she tried to cover her nakedness. "Mamanji," meant Uncle and was usually used to address one's father-in-law.

He silently turned around and bolted the door before walking towards her. Nishma seemed genuinely surprised, so I whispered into Reshma's ear, "did you arrange for it?" She nodded and requested that I keep my mouth shut.

"Buckle yourself," she whispered into my ear, "he is a true bull and knows how to ravage pretty, young women."

Nishma didn't resist him and surrendered herself to him. He firmly took her in his arms and planted his lips on hers. She kissed him passionately, leaning into him and letting him take charge fully. His massive hands were pawing her butt as their mouths were practically glued to each other. Nishma was only an inch or two shorter than him so their matching looked very good. The room was dark due to all the curtains drawn in; except in the area just opposite to the bathroom where the window let in a lot of light. Fortunately, he quickly led her to the window to inspect her beauty.