Adultery A Cuckold by Birth by vyasya

[Ramesh_Rocky]

My head was spinning by all of Pooja's talk. She led me to the bed and made me sit down and knelt in front of me and softly whispered, "there is no need for you to fret over it. Nishma will explain it to you over time. Just trust her instincts."

"And don't worry about your pleasure — believe it or not, you will get an opportunity to sleep with a lot of women."

"You must be kidding," I said dejectedly.

"No, I mean it," she said, trying to console me.

"Look she said, you have already tasted Reshma and soon you shall savor me. And the maid at your Uncle's place should give you company at times of need. Besides, there are plenty of women who will spend time with you. Trust me," she said.

We didn't talk much. Pooja proceeded to give me a blow job as she promised. She was an ordinary woman in many respects and apart from the novelty, there was no real pleasure I derived from her act. Even though I felt that she would let me ejaculate in her mouth, she didn't and at the right time, she separated herself and let me ejaculate into a rag that she had already arranged for at the outset. The awkwardness in our mannerisms soon returned, and she soon bid me goodbye.

The ceremony was long and arduous but Nishma made it pleasant as she constantly kept me on the edge by whispering into my ear, small tidbits about her past, present, and future — all of it of course ensured that I maintained a stiff erection.

She would whisper, how slutty she felt taking the vows while her first lover's semen was running down her butt. How every time she locked her eyes with one of her lovers, there would be a smirk on their faces. The most important, however, was the feeling of immense gratitude she seemed to have towards me for letting her live the life she had always dreamed of. She would point to the men she was willing to sleep as a beginning to our married life. Just as Reshma had predicted, she favored middle-aged or elderly men.

Our honeymoon was everything but ordinary. We had agreed that I would refrain from intercourse until she was comfortably pregnant with my Uncle's child, so she had procured a dildo with a harness from somewhere. I was shocked to see the equipment but reluctantly submitted to her to make our honeymoon a memorable experience. Even though I didn't think I would enjoy the experience, it was a rather pleasurable experience. Nishma and I agreed that it would be a secret between the two of us and something that we would indulge in sparingly. Nishma was sex-crazed the whole week, she would approach me for sex several times during the day and night, which only meant me performing oral on her. She refused to take my penis in her mouth and steadfastly re-iterated that until Uncle had sown his seeds, no such relief would be provided to me. Although a couple of times, she licked and sucked my testicles, as she described how big and potent my Uncle's testicles were in comparison to mine. As a ritual, every night she mounted me and didn't stop until my penis would spew its semen without any other form of manipulation. Nishma in the passing mentioned that this experience would come in handy in special situations but didn't belabor the point. It bothered me that I was able to derive so much pleasure from getting "pegged," as it more appropriately known today. Nishma was a big woman, so it helped me to experience what Nishma experienced when other men such Ratan and his father mounted Nishma.

Nishma was tight-lipped about the tradition and didn't encourage me when I asked questions. Instead, she clarified that her understanding was that she was to make my Uncle her love and sex interest and give him as many opportunities as possible to impregnate her. If I didn't believe her, then she urged me to simply watch the actions of people around us.