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Diary Of a Cuckold Husband Part 30

"I can't see how I can stop her from becoming his *true* mistress," I responded casually.

"She cannot become his *true* mistress, until she has your unconditional support."

"Agreed she might succumb to Rahul's advances and might deliver a child or two."

"But she would carry her guilt conscience and that might affect your relationship."

"What are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Well, you need to help her get rid of the guilt."

"And how do I do that?" I quickly retorted.

"By subtly conveying your desire to have her mounted by a superior stud, who rightfully deserves to impregnate her, every time she is in her fertile period," she said it rather casually. I was surprised by her directness but perhaps she was correct in being forthright about it.

"Understand," I responded and quickly asked, "What makes you think that Nisha and Dolly would be willing?"

"I know."

"Yet, why me?" I asked.

"Because they would pick you if they were to pick one from the three other men," she said.

"Really?"

"It shouldn't be a surprise to you," she said, "after all Mansi must have seen something in you."

"Now it is a different matter that after sampling each one of you, she might choose to only get impregnated by Rahul."

"So, what makes you think that they would choose to mate with me?"

"I know that they would be willing to have an ongoing affair with you."

"This doesn't make sense?" I interjected.

"Why wouldn't they want to do with Rahul or Arun or Vinit?"

"There are reasons for it," she quickly replied.

"But I guess, I would have to let the cat out of the bag," she added.

"The seeds of this were sown during the July 4th weekend of last year when Mansi got the first taste of Rahul's majestic equipment."

"I guessed something happened that weekend and we guys were left in the dark," I said urging her to tell the whole story.

"Did they indulge in excessive activities that night?" I asked.

She nodded to my question. It was surprising why nobody voted on continuation of such an arrangement. As Rohini narrated the discussions that happened in our master bedroom that shaped much of our life, things became clearer. The ladies had decided to not relent and win the battle with us at all costs. They had figured out that by providing unrestricted access to them, they were actually helping the men defeat themselves. Rohini definitely had a subplot to the main theme, which entailed enlisting Mansi's services to assist in her bedroom duties. It turned out Arun molested Dolly to great extent and made full use of his rights that night. He irritated Dolly constantly by manhandling her breasts and even sticking up his finger up her ass most of the time. Vinit on the other hand was a lot more reserved and needed lot of encouragement from Nisha. We had all sampled our spouses to such an extent that we could practically have agreed to our wife swapping arrangement with no conditions attached.

The ladies vividly discussed their episodes that night -- naturally Rohini and Mansi tempered their stories a little. Dolly expressed her resentment about being abused by Arun but understood that he was only trying to unnerve her with his antics. Nisha didn't enjoy her time much with Vinit and later on confessed to Rohini that he was rather under equipped to handle someone her size. Nisha enjoyed kissing him though since Arun rarely every kissed and he almost never went down on her. It was at this moment when Mansi volunteered that I was, perhaps, the best kisser amongst all the men and perhaps rare one who could make a woman orgasm just by using his tongue. Rohini agreed with Mansi and even added that I was decently equipped as well, which perked up Dolly and Nisha's interest.

All the ladies found me very attractive and felt that I was the best looking of the lot even though I was a little darker for their taste. Dolly was interested in me because of my all-round capabilities but more importantly because of my penis size. Nisha was interested in me because of my ability to please a woman with tongue. Rohini claimed that Arun and I were similarly equipped.

Vinit and Arun were certainly a little unsure about having their wives fucked by other men so they didn't vote in favor of the arrangement. Dolly and Nisha knew that their husbands wouldn't approve of such a wild idea and hence had to vote against it. Rohini and Mansi voted against as per their initial plan.

Rohini smartly maintained these conversations with Dolly and Nisha on an individual basis and found out that they were eager to experiment outside their marriage. On confronting her with the question why she and Rahul chose Mansi over the other interested ladies, her answer was enlightening. While Dolly and Nisha were willing to experiment, they could have never passed the litmus test -- walking the last mile. Arun and Vinit were too possessive to allow their wives to become Rahul's mistress and both Dolly and Nisha certainly don't have the desire to undertake such a responsibility. Mansi on the other had strong desire -- was capable -- and had an accommodating husband, apart from being the most beautiful and desirable woman among the three.

Having heard the entire story, I was satisfied. For once, it felt very good knowing that there were two other ladies who were interested in me. It was a happy coincidence that the three ladies, surprisingly, were interested in me and the three men, not surprisingly, were interested in my wife. This was an important revelation that shaped most of our lives.

Dolly and Nisha were attractive ladies, perhaps not as beautiful as Mansi, yet attractive enough to spike my interest. In retrospect, it was thoughtful of Rohini to provide me such an opportunity. It was easier to accept her proposal -- not that I needed such an incentive but it helped me save my face in front of Mansi and even Rahul. Dolly and Nisha were extremely fair like Mansi but both were a little shorter than her. Dolly was the shortest at 5'1" while Nisha stood 5'3". Nisha was blessed with glowing complexion, very similar to that of Mansi's, however her facial features weren't as striking and neither was her figure. She had a pyramid structure with wider hips but her breasts couldn't quite match her overall physique. Dolly on the other hand had slightly wider hips and narrow chest but her breasts were much bigger for her frame; they would have seemed even larger on Nisha. Dolly wasn't gifted with flawless complexion and her skin was a little rough but she was very cute.

I asked Rohini, "How soon can things begin?"

"As soon as you wish," she replied calmly.

"In fact, Dolly and Vinit are contemplating on starting their family."

"If you are lucky then you may get a chance to impregnate Dolly."

I was stunned hearing this. It was a little difficult for me to even accept that they would engage with me in an illicit relationship and here she was suggesting far too forbidden. It was difficult to understand my eagerness to fuck these women, since none of them were as beautiful as Mansi. Nevertheless, I was hard pressed to accept Rohini's proposal.

Mansi wouldn't be able to resist Rahul's advances and hence it was futile on my part to even resist such a proposal. Moreover, I truly desired to have her mounted by a much able stud -- one who could do justice to her beauty. I didn't take much longer to make up my mind and the following week just before flying home, I confessed to Rohini.

"Great," she said hearing my confession.

"It's the perfect choice for you."

"Besides you will get a chance to have some fun on the side as well."

"Now, listen," she continued.

"The plan is to have Mansi deliver her first one before her 26th birthday."

Mansi would be turning 25 this November, and her birthday was only two months away. We were planning to be in India in the month of November for her cousins wedding, so I presumed things would start after we came back. Rohini, however, had much grander plans.

"You need to encourage her to resume the affair," she urged.

"And in subtle ways suggest that you are not averse to the idea of having her bear Rahul's children."

This was easier said than done, though. Rohini's master plan was to be launched in India, as she later revealed. She arranged for a mini tour of Rajasthan on horseback knowing very well that Mansi loved to ride. Mansi herself had several times confessed that it was one of her dreams to go on a horse safari. Rohini decided to fulfill her dreams while providing Rahul an opportunity to fulfill his dream. I imagined Rahul mounting Mansi while riding on a horse as I had once seen in a movie named Sirocco. Rohini left it to me to convey the plans to Mansi. Quite unexpectedly, Mansi got mad at me.

"You agreed," she shot back.

"What do you expect?" I responded.

"This was something you yearned for so long," I added not realizing that it carried another connotation as well.

"Besides, it would have been impolite," I added.

"Ajoy you are already aware," she started. I responded "What?" not knowing what she meant.

"I can't sleep with Rahul," she added dejectedly, "without having consequences."

We had reached a point in our relationship where we clearly understood what this trip with them meant. Moreover, we could even talk about it -- albeit not in a very open and frank manner yet. Mansi clearly understood that there would be an attempt to resurrect our arrangement, and this time she was hesitant to take the lead as it would have entailed consequences that we would have to deal with our entire life.

I understood her nervousness and took her in my arms. Her face was flush red, embarrassed about having to admit her plight. I lightly kissed her lips and whispered, "Yet you would always desire to sleep with him," and after a little thought added, "perhaps with some *unintended* consequences." I very cleverly stopped a fraction longer on the word *unintended*.
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