Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

All the while, Bipasha enthusiastically tongued Arpita's nipple and then drew it into her mouth. Arpita pressed Bipasha's head to her breast, silently encouraging her to suck harder, to not let up.

"I'm going to do that to your clit," Arpita whispered, "Until you beg to feel my fingers in your cunt."

Bipasha released the nipple between her lips and stared at Arpita, the heat arcing between them. The desire raging within them was palpable. Arpita reached for the panties at her back and barely had it down the track before Bipasha's fingers twisted around the strands of Arpita's minuscule thong panties and she slid the scant material down Arpita's bare thighs. Arpita's hands disappeared under the band of panties around Bipasha's upper thighs. When Bipasha lifted slightly off the bed, Arpita pushed the material down to Bipasha's waist. Then she swiftly dragged the thong Bipasha wore down her legs.

"Bipasha, you're so beautiful," Arpita said in a raw tone, "I want to devour all of you."

The faint scent of Bipasha's arousal filled Arpita's nose. Arpita inhaled deeply, letting the provocative aroma mingle in her body and soul. The fragrant bouquet was intoxicating. Arpita pulled in a deep breath and then let it out slowly, along with a low moan. Her hands splayed over Bipasha's thighs and she spread them wide as she knelt on the bed and positioned herself between them.

Arpita leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Close your eyes."

She did as he instructed.

"Don't think. Just feel," Arpita again whispered for which she nodded.

A second later, Arpita's head dipped and her tongue swept over Bipasha's pussy lips, giving her the taste of the most intimate part of this girl's body. Bipasha's body had tensed the moment the tip of Arpita's tongue contacted her pussy lips—a highly sensitive part of her body. She'd kept her eyes shut and had concentrated on how the forbidden kiss felt. A few moments had passed as, she assumed, Arpita let her assimilate to the new sensation. Then she felt Arpita's cool, supple fingers rub her labia in long, slow strokes. She was already wet. Had, in fact, been embarrassed when Arpita had removed her panties because she knew they were damp. When the tips of Arpita's fingers massaged her clit in a circular motion, with just the right amount of pressure, all thoughts of awkwardness and ineptitude fled her brain—to be replaced by sexual cravings she'd never experienced before, along with desires and needs and the yearning for sexual fulfillment that went well beyond a few sexy, forbidden kisses. Arpita's fingertips pressed against her clit and rubbed faster, making Bipasha gasp.

Her toes curled and her pulse raced. She bit down on her lower lip, fighting the throaty moans welling within her. Her fingers gripped the bedsheet around her hips as Arpita's hands moved to her inner thighs and held them in place, keeping them spread wide open. Her tongue flicked Bipasha's clit again, making her hips jerk and causing a sharp cry to fall from her lips, despite her best efforts to keep quiet. As though encouraged by Bipasha's response, Arpita's tongue fluttered over the super-sensitive bud between Bipasha's legs like butterfly wings. The ministrations were rapid, featherlight, and oh so tantalizing. Arpita kept at it, making Bipasha squirm. Nothing had ever felt so amazing, so beautiful and so enticing. It made her want so much more. Her hips lifted off the bed as she pressed her mound more firmly against Arpita's mouth.

In turn, Arpita's tongue licked her with a bit more pressure against her clit. Then Arpita suckled the swollen pearl and Bipasha felt a hot spark deep in her cunt that made her inner walls clench, as though seeking something she no longer considered elusive. Bipasha ground her pelvis, silently begging for more from Arpita in hopes of taking the edge off the mounting pressure deep in her pussy. Arpita did not disappoint, sending Bipasha's desire to all-new heights. Arpita was between her legs, and driving Bipasha wild with the way she teased Bipasha's clit with her tongue, then sucked it gently into her mouth. Bipasha felt a ripple of excitement along her spine. She sighed with sheer delight and shuddered from the intimate caress. A burst of red-hot sensation between her legs made her gasp.

She stared at Arpita; their eyes locked. Arpita could read so many emotions in her gaze—such raw and real emotions that she had to ask, "Is that really you want?"

Arpita released her clit from between her lips, she slowly worked a finger into Bipasha's pussy and massaged it frantically, with more pressure.

"Oh!" Bipasha felt another burst of erotic sensations deep within her as all the foreign yet unbelievably scorching-hot feelings converged and ignited inside her. Her eyes closed again and she gave herself over to her lover, allowing herself to experience every glorious thing she did to her.

Arpita worked a second finger into her pussy as she rubbed her clit with her thumb and massaged her breast with one hand, cradling her in a semi-embrace. Bipasha lifted her hand to her other breast and squeezed it the way she had previously, then tugged on the nipple when she rolled the other one still in her grasp. Bipasha felt tingly all over and her skin burned with a sexual fever she'd never known before. Arpita's fingers pumped in and out of her, sending her barreling toward a ragged edge. Her body moved in a way that was unfamiliar to her, responding to the sensual ministrations and the crazy-wicked sensations coursing through her. Her hips rolled and undulated in rhythm with Arpita's strokes. When she increased the tempo, she followed her lead, grinding her hips and taking everything, she gave her. Short pants of air rushed from her parted lips and her heart hammered in her chest. The tension within her mounted, building to a crescendo she knew would be explosive. She longed for the release but wasn't willing to give in to the beauty of the moment just yet.

"It feels so, so good," moaned Bipasha.

Then Arpita's tongue stroked a sensitive spot on her neck, revealing an erogenous zone she'd known nothing about. She moaned and tilted her head to the side, giving him better access, which she took.

"I won't bite you," Arpita promised as her mouth did magical things to her exposed skin.

Bipasha demanded in a breathy voice, "More."

She arched her back and her hips gyrated in time with the beating of her heart and the throbbing of her pulse. Arpita's fingers withdrew from her wet pussy and, instead, her tongue eased into the tight canal. Bipasha cried out from the sweet invasion. Again, the heel of her hand rubbing her clit and her finger stroking her inner walls, which clenched and released as her arousal escalated, she knew it was impossible to revel much longer in the hot, searing feelings consuming her. The fireball between her legs blazed bright and when Arpita's tongue flicked over that ultra-responsive spot on her neck, the fiery sensations erupted, making her cry out her name as she came. Her hips lifted off the bed again as Arpita's finger plunged deeper and she squeezed it tight.

"Oh God, yes," she groaned as every nerve ending inside her sizzled and her body quaked from head to toe.

She bit down on her lower lip and kept her eyes shut as she savored every second of her orgasm, never so blissfully sated. When Arpita's finger pulled slowly out of her throbbing cunt, she whimpered in protest, not willing to give up the intimate connection she shared with her.

Arpita chuckled softly and murmured, "That's the spirit."

Her eyelids fluttered open just as Arpita sat next to her and pulled Bipasha to her. Much to her surprise, her passion sprang to life again, a now-familiar craving welling within her.

Bipasha kissed Arpita, tasting herself on the other girl's lips, making the gesture all the more erotic. Her hands cupped Arpita's small, teardrop-shaped breasts and squeezed them gently. Then she dragged her mouth from the cool lips she enjoyed feeling against hers and dipped her head, flicking her tongue over Arpita's hard, rose-colored nipple.

"You're making me ridiculously wet," Arpita said in a lusty tone.

Bipasha grinned up at her," Thank God I'm not the only one with damp panties," Her tone turned playful as she added, "Oh wait. You're not wearing panties."

Arpita laughed. A light, airy sound laced with anticipation. Bipasha knelt on her knees before the other girl. She spread Arpita's legs wide and, mimicking Arpita's previous actions, thinking that was the best way to ensure she was doing this properly, she leaned in close and whisked her tongue along dewy, slightly puffy pussy lips. Arpita sucked in a breath and Bipasha repeated the action, first licking one side and then the other.

"Perfect," Arpita muttered lustily.

Encouraged, Bipasha used the pads of two fingers to massage Arpita's clit, rubbing her in a slow, circular motion as her tongue explored Arpita's hot flesh. Other than a faint hint of perfume, Arpita had a particular musky smell of her cunt. When Arpita moaned, a deep, throaty sound echoed in the quiet room and Bipasha's own arousal heightened. She rubbed the clit beneath her fingertips a bit faster, with a bit more pressure, causing Arpita's hips to roll and buck. Then she spread Arpita's cunt lips with her fingers and flicked her tongue over the swollen bud until Arpita moaned again, this time sharply, as though what Bipasha did to her drove her wild. She wanted to return the favor, but even more than that, she wanted to share this intimacy with her, which went far beyond just physical pleasure. And, admittedly, she was fascinated by the mind and body's response to sexual stimulation. She gently suckled Arpita's clit.

But Bipasha didn't stop with the simple, though highly effective gesture. Bipasha's lips trailed down her throat and swept over her shoulder. Arpita's mouth was warmer when Bipasha had kissed her and she found the contrasting temperatures interesting. Wanting to make Arpita feel as deliciously good as she did, Bipasha carefully eased a finger into Arpita's tight cunt. Arpita's hips had lifted off the bed and she cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples. Her lips parted and her breath came in sharp little pants. Her eyes closed and her back arched as her body responded to Bipasha's ministrations. Bipasha pumped her finger in and out of Arpita's pussy while flicking her clit with her tongue.

"That's it," Arpita said before moaning, "That feels so good."

Spurred on by Arpita's words and her reaction to Bipasha's experienced touch, Bipasha diligently worked Arpita into a sexual frenzy that had the other girl nearly thrashing about on the bed as her inner walls squeezed Bipasha's finger and she grounded her mound against Bipasha's lips.

Arpita groaned, "Please don't stop. I'm so close. It feels so wonderful. Make me come, Bipasha. Please."

Bipasha couldn't refuse her. She found she couldn't refuse Arpita either, because she let her touch over her hips and down her legs. As Bipasha's attention returned to Arpita, Arpita's hand grazed her bare ass cheek before her fingers ran along the crevice. Bipasha wanted to spread her legs wider for Arpita. Bipasha's other hand palmed one of Arpita's breasts and squeezed it as her fingers on the lower part of her body stroked her slowly from her swollen clit, along the opening to her pussy, up to the rim of her anus and back to her clit. She repeated the motion. Arpita's body was on fire again and Bipasha's touch made her crazed for more. When a ripple of excitement ran through Arpita's body, however, Bipasha put extra effort into getting her off. She sensed Arpita was close. She finger-fucked her pussy and suckled her clit. The mental stimulation was as arousing as the physical, she found. The idea of pleasuring Arpita while Arpita was inserting her finger inside her ass hole pleasured her and was enough to have Bipasha racing toward another powerful orgasm. She quickened her own stroking, pushing her finger a bit deeper into Arpita's cunt.

"Oh, yes," Arpita muttered, "Fuck me. Fuck me good."

One of her hands moved to the back of Bipasha's head and her fingers tangled in the long strands as she held Bipasha to her and pressed herself more firmly against Bipasha's mouth. Besides, Bipasha's hand on her breast also moved. It slid over her belly to the apex of her legs, her fingers massaging her clit as her other hand shifted and two strong fingers plunged into her pussy. Arpita let out a sharp cry against Bipasha's lips as the fiery sensations ignited inside her. Bipasha pushed her right to the edge and she worked another finger into Arpita's pussy. Arpita's soft moans grew louder. Her body trembled and her fingers tightened around strands of Bipasha's hair. Bipasha gave her all she had and sent her barreling toward her release. The intensity of sensation mounted quickly, seemingly matching Arpita's excitement. She worked Arpita a bit more forcefully until Arpita's breathing was ragged.

"Oh, that's good," she murmured, "I'm going to come. Keep doing that," she said, "I'm so, so close."

So was Bipasha. She suckled Arpita's clit and Arpita's hips bucked and her inner muscles clenched and released Bipasha's fingers as she climaxed.

"Oh, yes!" she cried out.

A heartbeat later, Bipasha's own release hit her hard.

"Bipasha!" she said, "Oh God!" She squeezed her fingers and rode the wave of ecstasy as it washed over her.

Debika had barely caught her breath before Deboshree's hands moved to her waist and she hoisted her up and forward until she was in the middle of the bed, Deboshree widened the legs of Debika, and bent either side of knees, and lifted the nightgown to her waist, at the same time she didn't forget to unbutton the front portion of her nightgown below her neck, Debika's two breasts popped out. Debika had nothing beneath the nightgown. Deboshree placed a pillow behind the buttock of Debika.

"You're not going to crush me," Debika said as Deboshree's hands cupped Debika's breasts and her tongue brushed a nipple, pebbling it tight.

Deboshree stroked her with her tongue then suckled first one nipple and then the other. Debika's back arched, thrusting her ass further in the air and pushing her breasts forward, giving both her partner better access to the intimate parts of her she tended to. Deboshree remained kneeling on the bed near the bending knees of Debika but positioned herself between her two legs. Releasing Debika's breasts Deboshree lowered her head down until her head was between Debika's parted legs. Debika watched Deboshree over her breasts as she leaned toward her and licked her swollen folds, making her body jolt. Deboshree spread her flesh with her fingers and stroked her opening with her tongue, the tip of which delved inside her.

"Oh, that's unbelievable," Deboshree whispered.

She'd just about resolved herself to believing there was nothing more erotic than Deboshree caressing her breasts and assertively eating her pussy when Deboshree shifted beneath her. Deboshree spread Debika's cheeks wide and licked her pussy as her tongue flicked Debika's clit, then gently sucked it.

"Good Lord!" The words flew from her mouth as a volcano seemed to erupt deep inside her, "Holy God!" moaned Debika.

Nothing else registered in her mind. Not the vulnerability the position she was in posed. Not the tact and decorum she'd always practiced, all Debika felt was the most intense, entrancing and mind-blowing pleasure Deboshree brought her. Debika's fingers tightened around the bed and the pillow and her eyes squeezed shut as she gave herself over completely to the sensations coursing through every inch of her. Her nerve endings were sensitive and prickly. Her heart thundered and her pulse raced. Breathy little moans fell from her parted lips and her nipples puckered even tighter. Deboshree gripped her waist, holding her steady as she massaged Debika's cunt cheeks.

The contrast of Deboshree's butterfly-wing motion against Debika's clit and Deboshree's strong tongue around her opening, occasionally dipping inside, made her positively insane with desire. A shiver of delirium chased through her. Exhilaration mixed with her overwhelming excitement. A strange combination of wanting so much more, but never wanted them to stop what they were doing swirled together to make her restless, yet oh so hot and bothered. The desire for more won out. When Deboshree lifted her head, as though sensing her gaze on her, their eyes locked. Her dark irises glowed seductively, as though she enjoyed making her come and wanted to do it over and over again. The thought made her shiver.

Debika said, "I want to feel your tongue and fingers inside me. Please," she begged, "I want it more than anything. I need it. I need you to fuck me."

Deboshree's jaw clenched for a moment. Deboshree stopped what she was doing and shifted on the bed, returning to the widened legs of Debika, resting her back against the pillow, Deboshree straddled her naked thighs against the two legs of Debika.

"Hold onto me," Deboshree said and rubbed her pussy above the clit of Debika.

Debika had no delusions about how monumentally Deboshree would rock her world. She wasn't entirely certain she could take everything this woman had to give but desperately wanted to feel her thrusting deep into her pussy, filling and stretching her in a way she'd never before experienced. Debika swallowed down the moan that bubbled up in her throat. She was in for one hell of a ride, she was sure of it. And she might have balked at the notion before they'd traveled so far down this erotic path.

"I couldn't say no," Deboshree told her, something dark and slightly tormented swirling in her near-black irises, "Not after I've tasted you."

Her jaw tightened again, as though the thought of tasting her pussy made her wild with passion. Her fists even balled at her sides.

"Then do it again," Debika begged again, "Please. I can't wait any longer. I want you. More than I've ever wanted anything."

Emotion and desire consumed her and she let them take over. She kissed Deboshree passionately as Deboshree continued to lick and finger into her. Relinquishing half of her grip on Deboshree, Debika slid a hand down the other woman's body until her fingertips brushed Deboshree's clit. Debika's legs were confined somewhat with Deboshree straddling her, but Debika was able to work two fingers into her wet pussy while the heel of her hand rubbed Deboshree's clit. Deboshree was still finger-fucking Debika with equaled fervor, causing her to let out a small cry of pleasure.

"That feels so good," Debika said.

"Hardly compares to—" Deboshree gasped and lost all train of thought as Debika's fingers had touched her clit that made the tension inside her body swell, "Yes," she whispered. "Oh God, yes."

And then all the erotic sensations collided and Debika screamed her name. Her eyes squeezed shut and little bursts of white light danced behind her lids. Her lower body pressed to Deboshree's tongue and finger while her fingers still pleasured her and Deboshree continued to piston her finger in and out of her. Her orgasm was the most powerful one yet because Deboshree's tongue and finger were inside her. She never wanted the pleasure to end and was deliriously happy to hang onto the throbbing, pulsing sensations deep in her cunt even as her climax ebbed. She'd never felt so alive, so radiant, so sexy, and so wanted. She opened her eyes and concentrated on getting Deboshree off, sensing how close Deboshree was to her own release, given the way she fucked her with such intensity.

Now Deboshree was on her back, sprawled across the bed, widening her legs. Debika bent between her legs.

"I will also make you come," Debika said in a throaty voice. "Squeeze my tongue. Milk it with your pussy."

Debika pushed and released her tongue deep inside Deboshree, making Deboshree groan and her eyes flash with excitement. Empowered by her newly discovered feminine wiles, she repeated the action.

"You like that," Debika said as in addition to her tongue she inserted two of her fingers inside the pussy of Deboshree.

A sexy sound that could only be described as a growl tore from her lips. Deboshree's insides lit up.

"I think I'm going to come," Deboshree said, amazed by how her body responded to everything she did to her.

"I want you to come," Debika said.

Deboshree's hips undulated as she writhed above Debika's mouth who was still rubbing her clit vigorously until the other woman was panting and moaning.

Deboshree closed her eyes and mumbled, "That's it. Right there. Oh God, yes!"

Her body shuddered just as Debika pushed a bit deeper into Deboshree. She called out her name in such a primal way, it made her moan. She felt her release like a hot flash inside her. Her hips jerked forward and she felt the vibrations from her trembling legs. She clutched her tight, hoping to intensify her orgasm and consequently sparking her own. It was still a beautiful sensation that rippled through her.

"I had no idea it could be so spectacular," Deboshree mused, her breathing choppy, "I always figured someone would end up feeling left out."

Debika smiled, and said, "Because, in the beginning, you have not made me feeling left out."

It was quarter to 11 'O'clock, both the friends, Debashish and Dipankar virtually stopped talking now as neither could understand each other's words of mumblings. Their heads were reeling under the heavy influence of wine. Both of them tried to stand from their chairs to move towards their sleeping places on the veranda, but their feet were staggering. They wished each other goodnight in their muttered words and somehow reached the two sides of the veranda and fell on the mats. It was half-past one 'O'clock at night, suddenly Debashish woke up due to pressure in his bladder. He looked into other parts of the veranda and found Dipankar in deep sleep. Debashish relieved himself near the bush of fence but found his cock still erected due to the accumulation of urine in his bladder a few moments before. He had not slept with his wife Ashmita for quite a long time and the erection of his cock made him horny now. His head was still reeling due to the effect of wine. All of a sudden, the lascivious image of his wife Ashmita flashed in his mind how she was dancing around the fire, the sexual needs arose inside from him and urged him to fuck Ashmita immediately. He proceeded toward his bedroom.

Debashish opened the bedroom door, it was dark, the window was covered with screen, a faint dim moonlit was flickering through the top at the gap of screen and window and he could see to some extent the inside of the room. His cock was getting harder and more demanding as his eyes adjusted to the darkness and he saw the silhouette shape of his wife Ashmita lying on the bed. Little did he know that she was not his wife Ashmita but his friend's wife Madhu. Her face was in darkness but a part of faint moonlit was falling on her body, she was in his favorite blue nightgown. Debashish could see, she was sleeping on her stomach, she had put a pillow between her legs and was hugging it with her beautiful legs and arms. Her nightgown had rolled up and he could see her belly and her white panty-covered butt. The sight of his wife was so beautiful, as after a long time he was exploring her body. Her head was in sideslipping position on the pillow and he could not see her face as it was covered with her lustrous hair spread around the pillow.

Debashish wanted to fondle her boobs so badly. He sat on the bed and moved her nightgown up slightly, he unbuttoned her neck portion and just opened it a little; she was wearing no bra. He slipped a hand gently into her nighty, his hand slipped down to her breasts and cupped one of her round firm breasts. She moaned a little but she was asleep. Debashish then eased her arms away from the pillow, He moved his face to her breast and pressed his face down onto the soft pillow of her heaving breasts. Madhu lifted her boobs to meet his face, he moved his lips to the soft swell of her breast and kissed them. Madhu was half awoken and could feel her husband beside her, she was still under the influence of Gin. Madhu could feel the sensational vibration deep within her body as his mouth moved against her skin. When his lips sought out her hard protruding nipples, a sense of excitement enveloped her. She became very flushed and her heart began to really pound in her chest.

Debashish sucked her tits so gently and beautifully. Debashish's lips tenderly possessed the eager excitement of her erect nipples. She was still asleep but he knew that she was giving little whimpers of shocked delight in her sleep. Debasish wanted to give a surprise to his wife with a sudden fuck. By this time, Madhu was already awoken but still, she was under the influence of Gin and thought she was in her bedroom. Her head was still reeling and she could feel the presence of her husband. Although she was feeling horny to be fucked by her husband after a long time and she wanted to torment him as he had been neglecting her quite a long time, and she pretended to be asleep. He was lying beside her and Madhu could feel his warm breath on her neck. Madhu let out a little gasp as his fingers began to gently explore the contours of her face. Her body was beginning to tremble all over and she felt terribly hot.

"You are very beautiful," he whispered.

She was pretending to be asleep. The thin lace blue gown she was wearing was open in the front, and the hem had risen to her hips. Debashish went closer, she was still sleeping, she turned in her sleep, she now lay on her back, but Debashish couldn't see the reaction of her face as still her face was covered with her hair and could not be seen in darkness. The front of her thin lacy gown was open and her two round white breasts were glazing in moonlit.

"Ohhhh, Ashmita," he whispered himself, it was so welcoming.

She moved again in her pretended sleep, now her two-wide round, firm, fleshy and silky-smooth buttocks were in plain view. As Debashish moved nearer, she again moved onto her back and opened her legs slightly, her hemline now on her waist, giving a clear full view of her hairy pussy. The quickening of her breath and soft moans made him even hotter. His hand moved then all the way to the plump fleshy mound between her legs. His hands slowly moving downwards till they found their way to her pussy, he kissed her on the boobs then sliding down to her belly button then down until he found her pussy. It was as if he was familiarizing himself with her whole body. He started caressing the slender roundness of her hips, stimulating her pussy so that her whole body quivered with responsiveness. He was now peeping at her panty, and his desire took him over. Debashish sat there on the bed and waited for a while. By now she had turned on her side, her knees tucked against her breasts her back towards him. He stared at her round full ass, rested his hand on her butt.

Then he slipped his hand down her panties and for a long while, he ran his fingers over the firm and smooth ass beneath, his hand started traveling over her buttocks along the crack of her beautiful ass to the hot lightly haired gates of paradise, that was between her thighs. Debashish waited for a while to see if his fingers brushing her wet cunt hole would wake her up. But when his finger slid deep into her hot wet pussy, she took a deep breath and totally lost it. With a low grunt, she began to violently spasm, as a raging orgasm ripped through her torso. But she didn't wake up nor uttered a single word. He slowly moved her nighty further upwards, she tossed and turned slightly, then settled again. He slowly tugged her panty down very slowly, she was sleeping or pretending to be asleep, he couldn't guess. He felt the air of the room smells the dampness of her pussy; she was totally exposed; her Pussy was naked in front of him. He could smell her musky pussy, and was eager and mad to lick her. Her pussy was covered with a little triangular bush of soft pubic hair, trimmed very short and neat which he was seeing after a gap of a long time.

His heart was pounding and his cock was throbbing and he sniffed the musky sexual scent of her pussy. He very gently lifted her legs and spread them wide around, and now her cunt was accessible to anything. She stirred a little in her pretended sleep. Her pussy was tempting him to make it wet with his tongue and he put his tongue on her inner thigh and licked it. Gently he lapped at the skin working his tongue's way upward. He could hear her hot breathing then the tip of his tongue slid up the inner edge of her cunt lips. It tasted salty first and then the sweet honey of her cunt juice smeared his lips and tongue. She was hungry to be fucked. He pushed the tongue tip in her, into the tight opening of her cunt, and embedded it deep inside her tight fuck hole. Wriggling it and was bathed in more pussy juice, Madhu tried to press her legs together and wanted to change her position but Debashish firmly held her by her waist, she was struggling to get her legs out of his control still pretending to be asleep. Debashish licked her soft silky pubic hair. She was so sweet and the hair so smooth and silky.

At first, she resisted, then she moaned slowly and was responsive and she opened the legs wide letting him lick her entirely with passion and love. Debashish took the whole of cunt lips in his mouth and sucked it passionately and harshly wanting to eat it out. He thrust his tongue into her hot opening as far as he could. She thrust her pussy harder and pushed his head tightly into her cunt and he felt her cunt jerking and clenching swiftly. He put his mouth on her pussy and sucked her cunt hole; she was pushing herself forward to bury his face between her legs, her eyes were closed but she wanted to be licked by with his sucking mouth and swirling tongue, pushing her legs up higher and together. Debashish continued to work his magic between her legs, he saw her ass hole, he licked the ass hole too and she moaned loudly and heavily. He licked her continuously till she could feel her orgasm throbbing inside her cunt, she gritted her teeth. It made her toes curl and she was ready for her second orgasm.

Finally, she landed back on earth and she came. Her orgasm spurted out of her cunt and falling inside the mouth of her husband.

She moaned in a low voice with pleasure, "Ohhhhhhhhhh."

Madhu felt a little embarrassed. Cumming inside his mouth, Madhu was blushing from tits to toes but really looking forward to what he was going to do next. Madhu came in his mouth and Debashish knew she had awoken already. He stopped licking and wished to remove her panties. For his convenience, Debasish made a 69 position as if to signaling his wife silently to touch his cock. In that position, he started to remove her panties. Madhu moved her ass helping him to take them off, then she opened her legs wide. She could feel his warm body next to her face and she ventured to explore it. When she moved her hand over his belly and then made contact with his rock-hard dick, it was his turn to gasp, and Madhu, who had never sucked his husband's cock quite a long time, decided that this would be a golden opportunity to try it out. Debashish was not expecting that his wife would pamper and respond to him after a long time in this manner, when her soft lips nibbled at the end of his cock, he decided to just lay back and enjoy the ride. Madhu slowly moved her mouth down his shaft until she had almost swallowed his monster rod right up to the hilt. With her fingers gently fondling his balls, she began to gleefully work up and down his boner. Debashish, who normally maintained his cool, was beginning to groan and moan. He ran his fingers through her pussy hair and touched her smooth thighs lightly as the sensual sensations from her warm, wet knob-sucking got more and more intense.

Taking deep, frequent breaths, he gripped onto her thighs and whispered to her he was about to cum but she paid no attention. Soon, his body began to bounce up and down as he shot his creamy load into her mouth. It was hot and salty on her tongue. As there didn't seem any other recourse, she swallowed it. Debashish just lay by her side for a few moments, whispering to her how wonderful she was. Madhu was still a little drunk and soaked up his whispering compliments like they were a second helping of his jism. Then, once recovered, without warning, Debashish undid her nighty completely from her body and let it fall to the floor; he then took his shirt off and stood naked beside her bed. He moved to her, grabbed hold of her legs, and parted her legs. Then his hands went to her pussy, he moved his head between her legs stared at her pussy, placed his face between them as his fingers eased the hairy fold of her cunt open. He stuck his tongue out and licked the sweet-salty flesh of her cunt. His nose was filled with the erotic aroma of her pussy as his tongue lapped and sucked her.

She almost screamed, as his tongue began to slide it up and down her wet slit. The feeling of him kneading and massaging her swollen labia was overwhelming. Her clitoris was practically vibrating with desire as he dragged the tip of his tongue over her hood and all the way down to her perineum. When he opened her vagina up even wider, so he could penetrate her with his nimble fingers, she knew she was well on the way to orgasm number three. As Debashish continued to explore and pleasure every crevice of Madhu's heavenly engorged twat, her body was tingling all over. She scooped up huge handfuls of the bedsheets in her fists as she felt a massive climax for the third time erupting within her. It felt like every nerve ending in her body was going to explode. Her clit was going off like a fire alarm. She let out a piercing moaning. Her cum ravaged, sopping cunt was set ablaze. The poor woman almost writhed and bucked herself clean off the bed.

Debashish now wanted to fuck her as his cock was desperate. Madhu however again preferred to be silent and seemed unwilling to let him fuck her as she wanted to torment her husband. Debashish sat on the side of her bed and stroked his cock, staring at her Pussy and breasts. Debasish was thinking about how to pacify her angered wife, how to break her silence. As he was about to insert his finger into the pink, wet hole of her cunt, her hands went straight to her pussy and denied access to his fingers. Most probably she wanted his cock, not his finger.

He took his hands away and looking up at her face in the darkness, he guessed that she was probably staring at him. Madhu half-opened her eyes and closed them again, and moaned softly as she had a blurry vision of her husband bending his head between her legs. She moaned, and then he kissed her on the lips of her wet cunt before moving up on top of her. He pulled her legs up so that her pussy hole was visible and accessible. He licked her pussy and butt hole, getting them wet and hot with his tongue.

Then he took his hard cock and he touched the cunt lips with its burning hot tip. He moved back and pushed her legs up a little higher, her pussy hole could be more clearly seen. Her pussy was so hot, he rubbed it with his hard cock, and at that instant, he lubed his dick with more sticky pre cum and satisfied that it was slippery enough (she still had her eyes closed), he pulled her legs up and held them there and then he pushed them with his thighs and knees and then he slid the cock up and down the sweaty wet pussy of Madhu and, then as he pulled her cunt apart, she tried to move back but he didn't let her go; holding her with one hand and taking his cock in another hand, Debashish wasted no time in ramming his dick through her pink petals and deep into her tight pussy, he pushed his cock forward into her pussy.

She dug her nails into his shoulders as he forcefully drove it into her. His warm damp chest brushed against her tits as he increased his speed. Madhu lifted her pelvis to meet his urgent thrusts. He felt the wetness of her slit and he was lost in a fantasy of lust as he felt her accepting him, and loving him. His cock grew bigger and bigger, then he began to slide his cock into her slit and the tip of his cock entered her tight pussy hole. She closed her eyes, opened her legs wider. as much as she could, wrapping her legs around his waist as his cock penetrated her hot wet pussy. He lay on her and held her tight against his body, she was sweating, and panting beneath him, moaning in pleasure as his cock lay rammed up her pussy. He began to gently stroke his cock in and out of her cunt. She returned each stroke with one of her own, her cunt meeting his inward thrusts with hungry eagerness. Now they had the rhythm and they started to fuck, his cock and her pussy meeting in wet sticky pleasure.

She hugged him tightly as he thrust his hips forward, sending his cock deeper into her pussy. She got hold of his hips and pushed faintly, trying to push his cock back. In agony she grasped his arms, her pussy clenched at his cock as she grunted, her pussy clenching hard and her fingers digging into his arms. Her body was stiff and she was holding him tightly. He wanted to cum in her sucking hot wet pussy so desperately. She moaned in pleasure her boobs pressing his chest; the feel of her warm smooth firm breasts against his skin was beyond explanation. She was moaning in excitement. He put full pressure on his hips and his excitement was too much. She moaned loudly as he rammed his cock into her deeper. He moved a little so that he could crawl beside her and deliver deeper harder thrusts into her pussy. His strokes, getting faster and deeper as she groaned and moaned beneath him. Debashish's face became red and strained as he neared the sweet release he so desperately sought. With a loud groan and one last mighty heave of his throbbing cock, he filled her delighted fuck-cave with his gooey spunk, exploding inside her pussy in a volcanic eruption of spunk. He burst and came, flooding her tight pussy with his love juice, filling his paradise.

With his mound grinding hers, she jerked as his cum shot into her. They were both moaning with pleasure as the feeling of love spread all through their bodies. Her body went rigid and then shook, her pussy, clutching and squeezing his dick hard, milking it of every drop of cum. The feel of his semen spurting out of his wad and splashing against her insides was so amazing that she kept arching her back to soak every last sperm out of him. When he was finally completely drained of his fluids, Madhu sighed, disappointed that it was all over. After some time, they slowly came back to their senses. They were both exhausted. As the last beautiful shots of seed squirted into her pussy, he lay on top of her kissing her passionately. She put her arms across his back and held her tightly; she returned his kisses with equal passion and desire. Now he felt that she belonged to him, he kissed her gently and moved away from his face for a while and placed his face near her neck, but she did not say a word. His softening cock still buried in her cunt They lay and, embracing each other tightly and remained around 10 minutes in darkness. Then Debasish again felt hardness in his cock which was throbbing inside the cum soaked cunt of Madhu. Debasish was now expecting few words of appreciation from his wife but still, his wife was silent. He wanted to fuck her again.

"Ashmita, I have to tell you, that was quite spectacular," he sighed, tracing his finger around her tits once more. "Quite spectacular, I want to fuck you again."

Madhu was surprised to hear the voice of Debashish, her body froze all of a sudden when she came to know it was not her husband Dipankar but he was Debashish. She blamed herself for being so much intoxicated by the Gin that she couldn't differentiate her husband. Madhu stiffened a bit, Debashish had still held her tightly with one hand and his cock was inside along the lips of her cunt. She tried to move back but she was under his control and could not getaway. She was looking at him in a puzzled way in darkness.

"Debashish, please leave me. I am Madhu, not your wife Ashmita. It was a big misunderstanding between ourselves," said Madhu in a trembling voice.

Debasish was shocked to hear the voice of Madhu and realized that she was not Ashmita, his wife rather the woman whom he fucked was Madhu, his friend's wife. But Debasish was still a little drunk and he got more excited that it was Madhu. Before he had a chance to get a better look to confirm what she thought, Debashish's mouth lowered to hers, kissing her aggressively. Shocked by his sudden bout of boldness, Madhu froze, as his mouth covered hers. As quickly as the kiss began, it ended as Madhu tried to push him from above her body.

She pleaded, "Debashish! No! Don't touch further my Body! I'm your friend's wife! Please leave me, I promise I will not tell anyone about this. Pleassseeee."

She tried to protect her cunt hole with her hand, touching his hard cock to disengage it from her cunt. Her pleading and resistance made him more excited, he wanted to tear her open and make her beg for more.

She said, "It's not funny Debashish, you are trying to fuck your friend's wife! Please think what you are doing."

"Come on Madhu, "Debashish said "Just now, I licked your pussy, and You came in my mouth, even I came in your mouth and you swallowed my whole cum. Then I fucked you and filled your cunt with my sperm and you enjoyed it. Don't say you didn't!" said Debashish.

"I thought you were my husband," said Madhu and struggled to get his hand off her pussy hole.

"Wow, what a pussy better than my wife Ashmita," Debashish said pressing his lips against her mouth, he kissed her and thought what a beautiful fuck it would be.

She struggled against him but finally, his hand made it to her pussy hole and he inserted his thumb in it, as her muscles tightened around his probing thumb. She was sweating. Feeling the pleasure of fucking his friend's wife, he was mad with lust. She was yelling and pleading for him to stop. Tears were running from her eyes and down her cheeks. His cock was throbbing inside her.

"Ohhhh fuck you Madhu," he yelled and in one thrust he inserted his cock into her pussy.

She yelled, "Stop Debashish."

Debasish stopped his thrusting, "I'm sorry Madhu. I'm just not...still a little drunk."

She chewed at her lower lip as she looked up to meet his questioning eyes.

"Madhu?" his jaw clenched and hurt flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing more.

She nodded. "You're an amazing guy. But it is a sin after knowing the fact. I just..." She nodded, "Debashish, please get off me."

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's alright. Can't blame anybody for a great misunderstanding."

Debashish dismounted from her body with a 'plop' sound of his cock disengaged from her cunt. He went near the window and kept aside the screen and a full moonlit fell on the naked body of Madhu. Madhu was relieved and immediately, she got up and stood beside the edge of the bed, trying to find her nighty.

After few moments of departure of Debasish, Dipankar woke up on the veranda. He could not guess what time it was at night. He felt a little bit chillness and wanted to cover his body with some sheet of cloth. He looked toward his friend on the other part of the veranda but found the mat empty. Dipankar was also a little drunk as both friends had heavy drinks party in the early of night, his head was still reeling. He thought that his friend might have gone to sleep with his wife leaving him alone there. Then the image of his own wife Madhu came to his mind with whom he had not slept quite a long time. In his drunkenness of a sudden, he was aroused with sexual needs and his cock started to become hard. He planned to visit his room immediately and wanted to give a surprise fuck to his wife Madhu.

Ashmita was deep in her sleep when she heard her husband come in, she half-opened her eyes but didn't care about the presence of her husband as she was still in her drunkenness and couldn't guess what time it was at night. Dipankar entered the room and found his wife Madhu in deep sleep, the room was dark and only he could see the silhouette naked shape of his wife sleeping on the bed. He had no idea that it was not his wife Madhu but his friend's wife Ashmita. He was more surprised to find his wife fully naked with her panties only as if she was waiting for him to fuck her easily. Ashmita in her drunk stage had completely removed her nightgown except for panties before she fell into sleep. For once he was thoughtful and didn't turn on the light as he undressed, sliding into bed next to her.

Ashmita's back was towards him, and at that moment her head was still reeling under the influence of Gin and she couldn't recollect that she was heavily drunk in Madhu's bedroom and slept on her bed. Due to the drunken stage, her impression was that she was in her bedroom and her husband Debasish was lying beside her. Dipankar began stroking Ashmita, reaching over, and started caressing her breasts. Ashmita thought this was a little unusual for her husband, as he would normally go to sleep very quickly when he had been drinking, but Ashmita wasn't protesting, enjoying his hands stroking her, feeling a little tinge of arousal as she was already frustrated with her sexual life with her husband. After a long time, her husband had taken an interest in her, lately, it wasn't that often that he was interested in sex, so this was a welcome change. Ashmita was happy in her drunkenness and felt horny immediately. But she thought she wouldn't surrender herself of her own to him. She would wait and watch her husband's initiatives and planned to react gradually. She pretended to be asleep.​