Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

Archana's orgasm gushed over his tongue, his lips. He drank in her flow, even as his other senses feasted on her release—her raw moans, her musky perfume, her quivering thighs framing his head. She came and he continued to make love to her with his tongue, addicted to her pleasure. Greedy for it. And when the pulsing pressure of her inner walls began to fade, he laved his tongue over her clit again and dipped his finger inside until another orgasm claimed her. And one more. It wasn't until his cock screamed at him for its release that he pulled away from her body. He straightened to his feet, on fire. In pain. Fuck, so much pain.

"Archana?" he whispered.

The rest of his statement hung on the air between them, as taunting as the flush in her cheeks, as tormenting as the scent of her release in his breath. His cock throbbed and engorged. His cock sprang free, jutting upright, no longer imprisoned by him. He wrapped his hand around its swollen length, grounding out a harsh breath as even that contact sent shards of concentrated pleasure into his core.

"Look at it," Bipin murmured

He snapped his stare to her face, his hand choking his leaking dick. And in one motion he bent down, grabbed hold of her hair, and pushed her face towards his dick. Archana stared at his dick as it hit her on the cheek. He pushed her head back and pulled it again, this time the dick hit her closed lips. Archana looked up at him, and their eyes met. He gave her a stern look, a primal dominant male look which she tried to return with a laboriously mustered up look of resentment. Then he smiled and cocked his head to turn his gaze lower. Archana followed his gaze and was shocked at what she saw. Her left hand was rubbing her clit. And she was now on her knees on the car seat. Her body was reacting entirely on its own without keeping her updated. He seemed at a loss for a few seconds.

Archana felt his grip on her hair get tight again. He pulled her head towards his dick. This time she opened her mouth and let it in. An immediate reaction, gag reflex! A combination of the strong stink of his dick as well as the fact that he had thrust his cock all the way in and probably hit her tonsils. He took the dick out. Archana turned her head coughed a little. Then turned back to face his dick. Took it in her right hand and started sucking on it slowly, using her usual blowjob technique. She had already encountered his penis that night. It felt nice, almost like a big lollipop. She took it out occasionally to glance at it, gave it a lick or two. Archana was like a little kid transfixed by a new toy. Bipin was now moaning in pleasure and running his hands through her hair. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be enjoying this blowjob.

"Imagine that's my cunt engulfing your cock, not my mouth," she said.

Her words pushed him over the edge. He punished his erection, pumping its length with savage force. Up and down, slamming the root of his shaft every time, staring at Archana as he did so. Unable to look away from her. He ground his teeth, refusing the groan in his chest. Trapping it there as he fucked his mouth and stared into Archana's eyes. It was the rawest, truthful connection he'd ever made with a living soul. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. The feverish, heady thought roared through his head. His release erupted from him, detonating in the deepest part of his groin before radiating out to his balls, the base of his spine, his anus. It shot up his spine like a current of white-hot fire. It sank into the pit of his gut. He sucked in breath after breath through clenched teeth, watching Kanchan witness his climax, wanting her to see exactly what she did to him. His seed spurt from him. Arcs of white, ropey fluid shot up into her mouth.

"Oh God," Bipin moaned, "I can't..."

He slid more into her lips over the bulbous head of his cock. His seed flowed into her sucking mouth, over her tongue. She pressed her teeth at his flesh but she couldn't hold all the cum inside her mouth, she swallowed the entire cum down her throat. But the incessant cum was flowing uninterruptedly within a fraction of each second and she tried to swallow but her mouth was overflowed and the cum dribbled out from the two corners of her mouth and started streaming toward her breast through the neck.

After few moments, Archana said, "Are you satisfied, my dear husband?"

Bipin looked outside through the window glass and it was still raining heavily. He got angry at himself that he couldn't control himself. He wanted to continue his fuck till the rain stopped.

"No, I didn't mean to cum inside your mouth rather I wanted it inside your cunt. I have not fucked you properly," said Bipin in a dejected tone.

"Why are you worried, my dear husband? There is a lot of time with us. Now, I am your wife, you can fuck me as long as you wish," replied Archana.

Bipin handed her the small seat cover which she used to cover her body, "Clean properly inside of your cunt with this."

His cock was flaccid and had become smaller. He kissed her before she could respond. A little harder this time, but not much. Not enough for Archana. She slid her palms up his chest, tangled her fingers in his hair, and parted her lips to his mouth, deepening the kiss. A low growl rumbled in Bipin's chest. He stole his hands around her waist, bunching the material of the seat cover at the small of her back. He swiped his tongue over hers, once, twice, and then he pulled away and stared down into her upturned face, his breath shaky.

"Gentle, love. Kiss gentle," she fisted her hands tighter in his hair and pressed her lips to his.

Archana claimed her lips again, and this time there was nothing tender about the kiss. He feasted on her mouth; his tongue wild as it mated with hers. She groaned, the pleasure of his touch already a salve to the minute pain in her lip. She dragged her hands down over his shoulders, across the broad expanse of his chest. His pec muscles coiled beneath her palms, a reflex action that flooded her pussy with eager moisture. She dragged her thumbs over his nipples, loving the way he groaned in response. He swirled his tongue over hers, smoothed his hands down to her butt. With steady pressure, he began guiding her backward as he continued to worship her lips with his kiss. Archana's calves bumped the edge of the seat.

She knew what Bipin was going to do without needing to ask. His lips moved from hers, trailing a path of wicked kisses down her throat as he slowly lowered her back to the leather seat. As soon as her back rested on the seat, he captured her breasts with his mouth and hands. He suckled on one erect nipple as his fingers pinched and rolled the other. She moaned; her eyes fluttering closed at the pleasure radiating through her, overwhelming her.

"More, Bipin," she murmured, "I need more."

He complied. Before the plea finished falling from her lips, his kiss exploring the flat plane of her belly she'd revealed. She hitched in a breath and pushed her hips upward.

The glasses of the windows were slightly opened to ventilate the air inside the car and Archana felt the cool air flowing over her exposed pussy mound. He covered the curve of her mons with a rain of tiny kisses. He flicked his tongue over the sensitive area of flesh where her thigh became her groin. She whimpered when his tongue dipped into her folds to lap at her clit. He made love to her sex with his mouth, licking and nipping at her clit, delving into her slit over and over again. Three times, the surging heat of orgasm approached her. Every time, she pulled away, returning to her swollen breasts and straining nipples until she was begging him to make her come. Three times. Three times, he explored her sex with such fierce, thorough purpose until she was on the brink of a detonation and yet each time, he denied her that release.

When he rose to his feet, she glared up at him, her heart an insane hammer in her chest, her pussy a constricting world of need, "What are you—"

Her protest died as she witnessed his cock turned into rock hard and was throbbing up and down before her.

"Oh boy," she exclaimed.

"Don't call me boy. Now, I am your husband," he admonished her.

"Sorry! My dear husband," she said in a soft voice.

Now, his cock was throbbing with exquisite agony. Hot blood flooded its length, turning it to a rod of excruciating need. He denied its demands, finding Archana's gaze with his stare as he smoothed his arm around her side and back. Leaning slightly forward, he planted his free hand on the seat, supporting as much of their combined weight as possible.

"Ready?" he asked.

She nodded.

He lowered her slowly, slowly, onto the seat, watching her face. Just an undeniable desire and hunger. The moment he felt the leather seat take her weight, he straightened, sliding his hand from behind her back. She adjusted her legs, keeping her knees bent on either side of his thighs, her stare never leaving his face.

"Put your arms where they won't hurt," he said.

Without a word, she slid the backs of her hands over the inner handle of the car door, until her arms were resting slightly from her body. He bent, placed his hands on the edge of the seat, and brushed his lips just below her two breasts.

"Oh, God." Archana's breathless whisper stroked his senses.

He kissed her flesh again, just as softly, barely making contact.

A delicate shiver rippled through her, "I've...I've never had anyone kiss me better before."

He lifted his head and gazed down at her, "I've never been in love before."

The confession left Archana before he could stop it. Archana's lips parted, "Oh, God, Bipin, I want you inside me. Please?"

She'd never seen him so erect, so engorged. His cock jutted upright from his dark pubic hair, its thick venous length a sublime arc crowned with a bulbous head of the deepest blood-red purple. Tiny beads of moisture anointed the tip. Kanchan's mouth grew wet with saliva at the sight even as her pussy flooded with liquid warmth.

"I know you don't want me to be careful, love." Bipin's husky rumble drew her gaze to his face and she swallowed at the raw desire in his eyes, "And I know you're tough and experienced, fucked by Bhaskar grand paa in your prime times, but I won't be able to live with myself if I hurt you. So, I'm going to do this my way."

"Bipin..." she began, her pulse-pounding.

"My way," he repeated, sliding the latex sheath over his erection before slipping a hand beneath her right leg as he stepped back between her thighs.

He bent over her, drawing her right leg up to hook her knee over the crook of his elbow. He placed his other elbow on the seat beside her, the action allowing his cock to nudge her parted folds. She drew in a swift breath, the pressure on her clit almost too much to survive. Her body was on fire. So attuned to his. So aware of the moment about to, with one slow, fluid thrust, Bipin sank into her.

She cried out, arching into his deep penetration, scraping her nails at the muscled perfection of his shoulders.

"Fuck, I can't..." his breath was ragged, "You feel so fucking good, love. So, fucking..."

He slowly withdrew, to the distended rim of his cock's head, and then filled her once more, stretching her pussy lips to their limit. She cried out again. Louder this time, the orgasm he'd denied her three times rushing at her. Mounting pressure sent shards of exquisite tension up her spine, into the pit of her belly. Building heat that squeezed her anus tight and filled her aching breasts with swollen want. And all the time, Bipin took her body. Thrust in and out, his pace slowly increasing, his strokes sinking deeper and deeper, his stare melding with hers. She felt only pleasure. Absolute pleasure. She raked her nails over his flesh and whispered his name and gazed into his eyes, reveling in the fire in their dark depths. Fire for her. Love for her. Fathomless desire and need and love. He was hers and she was his, and nothing in the world would change that.

When her orgasm finally smashed into her, when her body was undone by sheer paroxysms of pleasure, Bipin came as well. Silent. Powerful. His seed erupted from his cock in wild spasms, filling her cunt and entered into her cervix. She could feel it surging through his length as it left him. The sensation was sublime, amazing, and she came again. And again. Three times. And then there was a fourth, so powerful that swirls of colored lights filled her vision, and all she could do was cling to the man she loved and call his name forever.

Bipin lay on her in that position and both of them slept, a blissful sleep. When they opened their eyes, the rain had already stopped. The sun had come out again, casting slanted beams of light across the meadow. Steam rose slowly from the grass. It rose eerily and drifted mist-like towards the molten-gold sun. The image was so vivid that both of them were surprised to witness this. Both of them naked came outside of the car. Bipin inspected the ground. The ground under the stuck tire although muddy but there was no water.

"Archana, I am collecting small fragments of rock and you please collect small twigs," he instructed Archana.

Bipin first put small rocks and pebbles under the tire and above the muddy ground, then he put twigs collected by Archana on rocks and pebbles.

Bipin got inside the driving seat and said, "Archana, just push a little from behind the car."

Bipin ignited the engine and Archana pushed a little, Bipin gently accelerated. With a little jerk, the car rocked and suddenly moved out of the mud and Bipin raced the car ahead and stopped 10 meters away.

Still naked, both of them embraced each other tightly and kissed each other.

Bipin said, "Although it was a difficult time, we both have enjoyed and I am happy that I got a wife in my life."

Their car reached near the bungalow but the rain had started again, it was drizzling. What they found strange was that the entire area of the bungalow including the bungalow itself was covered with darkness. In the beam of the headlight, they could only see the main entrance gate and the road leading inside. The car entered through the gate and reached near the Porch area.

The engine turned off, keys jingled in his hand, Bipin got out of the car, his beautiful, masculine body graceful as he came for her. Archana didn't know if she was really ready to get down from the car. Slow. Oh, boy, that's not what she'd had in mind. She was on a trapeze, rushing faster and swinging higher. He opened her door and held out his hand. This clasp of palm against palm drew her to him. Archana walked up the steps still holding his hand. He opened the front door and swept her up into his arms.

"We're here, at last, reached the bungalow, "Bipin whispered.

She looked out at the entrance of the bungalow but couldn't see anything, it was darkness everywhere. Archana thought about the whole afternoon episode of her with Bipin. This wasn't a story. In real life feelings always wound through sex. Once begun, she wouldn't have the strength to put her emotions back on the shelf. Her heart had been hurt before due to neglect of her husband Arnab and she found a new love, new care from this boy Bipin and now with him in this darkness, if he still desired her. Fear tugged at her heart.

It was as if Bipin studied her mind in darkness, he embraced her tightly and kissed her on her lips, and whispered, "Archana, I want you so much. I love you so much. I can't pretend. But I don't want to push you. If you're not ready, I understand."

"Are you sure about this?" whispered back Archana.

Bipin said, "I have never been attracted toward any woman till I first saw you. You are my first love. You and me. It doesn't have to begin tonight. But we can be happy together. Trust me."

His eyes burned into her. He'd been the person she'd longed to feel next to her, without clothes and the past. Nothing needed to keep them apart anymore. She trusted him within every part of her body.

She trusted him with her heart, "I trust you; we'll take it slow."

His intense gaze ignited her need to touch him. Then they saw a beam of the flashlight is coming toward them.

"Mom, Bipin, are you two still there? Wait there, I am coming nearer to you to fetch you as everywhere there is darkness," Archana heard the voice of her son Dipankar.

Then they saw Dipankar coming nearer to them.

"What happened Dipankar? Why everywhere there is darkness in this rainy evening?" asked Archana.

"Diesel is totally exhausted so Generator is not working," said Dipankar and led them ahead with the beam of the flashlight.

"Don't worry, Dipankar uncle! Tomorrow morning, I am going to fetch two grandfathers from the town. While returning, I will get sufficient diesel required for running another month," said Bipin.

"But, tonight, we have to adjust with lamplight," replied Dipankar.

Now, all of them reached inside the bungalow and could see the dim lights coming from lamps everywhere, from the dining hall and each room upstairs and on the ground floor. Dipankar left them at the ground hall and went upstairs. Both Bipin and Archana entered their room. Bipin walked inside and kicked the door closed.

She watched as he lit several candles, and they flickered on the nightstand. She half-smiled at his optimism. His eyes followed hers.

"Tonight, will be our first night as husband and wife sleeping together on this bed. I like to sleep in candlelight. It's relaxing.," Bipin said like a newlywed groom.

"Would you like something to drink?" he further asked.

"No," She held out her arms.

Bipin took her hands, tugged them gently, making her come to him. He let go to tilt her chin as he'd done on the porch, "Archana, You're the most captivating woman."

"Don't call me by my name in front of everyone, it may happen due to slip of tongue sometimes otherwise we will be caught," cautioned Archana.

"Don't worry, Archana, my wife. I will be much more careful in front of everyone. I will address you as only 'grandmaa' in front of all family members but alone you are my darling," he smiled.

He dipped his head and touched his mouth to her lips. He kissed her softly and then pushed his lips against her mouth, his tongue separating her lips. He kissed her deeply, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She opened her mouth to him, exploring him with her tongue, searching, and suckling. Finally, she broke the kiss to trace her tongue over and along his jaw.

He groaned and recaptured her mouth. He kissed her deeply, possessively, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She ran her hands over his shoulders and arms, over hardened muscles down to his waist. He reached for her hair and inhaled. He shifted his mouth to her neck and planted light kisses.

Bursts of pleasure erupted within her body and only one thought raced through her mind. He moved his mouth over her shoulder and cupped her breast with his hand. He rubbed her nipple through the thin material of her dress and sent rivulets of pleasure along her skin. He reached around to her back and tried to tug on the zipper of her kameez.

She pulled him away from her and said, "No, Bipin, not now. Everyone is doing their activities now. Kaberi may knock anytime as she is staying nearer to us. Wait till dinner is over then the night is ours."

"Ohhh, Archana, now I cannot be parted away from you even a single second," he said.

Everyone had a candle-lit dinner that night. Archana was taking dinner with her two granddaughters, Arpita and Bipasha, whereas Kaberi was with Dipankar, Debasish, Madhu, and Ashmita.

Bipasha, Archana's own granddaughter teased her, "Grandmaa, what happened to you? Tonight, your face is brightening like sweet sixteen girl."

Arpita joined with her and said, "Really, Grandmaa! Tonight, you are looking very beautiful."

Archana smiled and said, "When do you two naughty girls stop teasing me?"

There was a large quantity of jasmine, mogra, and rose flowers in the flower vases kept in one corner of the hall. After dinner was over, without being noticed by anybody, Archana kept all those flowers in a small polythene bag and took those into her room.

All the remaining family members had retired to their respective rooms early as it was a rainy night and there was no electricity. Bipin and Mihir, two friends were the last persons to take their dinner.

"So, Bipin, how was the day? You must have met this heavy rain inside the jungle," asked Mihir.

Bipin was thinking about Archana, tonight he'd finally make his fantasy a reality. Bipin didn't reveal the fact how he fucked grandma inside the car, he said, "On the way, we met the rain so, ultimately I parked the car in a safe place and we returned when the rain stopped. How about you?"

"When the rain started, I had an afternoon nap. I enjoyed my sleeping," he smiled without revealing the fact how Kaberi grandma sucked his cock.

Both the friends parted from each other with goodnight wishes.

After finishing her dinner, as the night progressed and Kaberi retired to her bedroom, she analyzed the entire episode of Mihir with her. She was sure of Mihir's cum due to his dream, he must be dreaming something sexy in his afternoon nap while she was sucking his cock. Her heart longed to see his cock again. Her pussy began to cream and she wanted to watch again Mihir masturbating his cock. She tried hard to control her urge and going to sleep but she couldn't. She tossed and turned in the bed but to no avail. At that moment, she heard the sound of the creaking of the door and heard the footsteps coming nearer to her bed.

Mihir slowly came near and ascertained whether she was sleepy or not. Kaberi pretended to make a low snoring sound. Then she saw him moving towards the closet of her clothes from where he picked up her black-colored used panties, sniffed them for a second, and kept them inside of the pocket of his shorts. Then he left. Kaberi could understand that it was now time for his masturbation.

Her horniness took complete control of her thoughts and finally, Kaberi surrendered to her lust and left her bed. This night was no exception. Her feet dragged her to the backyard...to the same place where she was last night. Kaberi felt a mild shiver while standing at the window. Kaberi was standing outside the kitchen room, peeking through the opening of the window...excitedly watching Mihir stripping. Hiding behind the window, she watched Mihir masturbating. Mihir was completely naked now. His hand was now gripping his hardened cock. He began to stroke it gently.

He continued to stroke his cock until it was hard and erect. His eyes were glued to her panties which he would sniff occasionally. Kaberi amorously observed the handsome boy. He looked gorgeous, more like young Arnab when she had first met her husband. He looked a replica, same handsome face, a young athletic body, thick dark hair, and a heart-warming smile. Like Arnab, he was also endowed with a magnificent tool, long, thick, and with a beautifully swollen mushroom-shaped head. A warm feeling rushed up and down through her body. She could feel her horny pussy began to melt. Her legs grew weak as she watched Mihir playing with his mammoth hard-on.

Intuitively, her hands reached between her legs and she rubbed her pussy through the gown. His cock beating got furious with every passing second. His eyes were still staring at her panties. Her legs trembled and a strange shiver began to run through her body. Her body shivered and trembled as her fingers played with her pussy. Kaberi furiously rubbed her engorged clit. Suddenly, her pussy began to throb. She knew if she didn't stop, she would start cumming there itself. She removed her fingers from her pussy and squeezed her legs unsuccessfully trying to stop her orgasm.

It was too late. A muffled moan escape from her mouth as her cunt lips throbbed even more violently. Her entire body shook with the ultimate pleasure the moment her orgasm hit her. Her mind was reeling. She had to take support of the wall to avoid collapsing on the ground. She could feel the warm fluid running down her thighs. She let her body go and enjoyed the blissful feeling. Once the tidal waves of pleasure began to subside, her fingers were back to where they were before. Her attention was again drawn to Mihir. Mihir's handsome face was contorted with rapture. His fist was running over his cock like an automobile piston. The purple mushroomed head of his beautiful cock looked even larger.

Suddenly, his body arched. His mouth opened and he gave a loud cry, "Kaberi, ohh my darling Kaberi, let me fuck you. Ohhh...Kaberi, I am cumming inside you."

Kaberi could hear only a loud cry behind the window with her name repeatedly coming out of his mouth. His hand squeezed his cock tightly. The engorged head throbbed and a large drop of cum shot from the tip of his cock. His beautiful throbbing cock, jets of his hot cum flying out of his peephole. His thick sperm flashed in the air crossed through the open windows and landed over her chest. Another shot followed; that also landed on her chest. Then another, and another, she stopped counting. Kaberi watched the entire firework.

She was driven wild with lust. She was extremely horny when she returned to her room. She again fingered herself to a terrific orgasm. Her sex life with her husband had virtually stopped. In fact, she couldn't recall when Arnab screwed her for the last time. It seemed like ages. Arnab was too busy with his tribal work.

After forty-odd years of their evidently successful marriage, obviously, it was child marriage, he didn't have enough time for his wife. She won't say that he wasn't a good husband. He was and he was good in bed too. But lately, he seemed to have forgotten about one of his major duties. He was no more interested in sex. He was completely oblivious of her physical needs. Kaberi had resigned to her fate; settled in her life as a homemaker and now a doting grandmother as they had by now a young granddaughter also.

However, watching Mihir masturbating on that fateful night ignited a hidden desire in her. Kaberi realized how much she was missing sex. She recalled the nights when she lay in her bed wishing Arnab to be between her spread legs with his monster cock reaming through her wet pussy...just like it used to be during the initial years of their marriage. Now everything seemed to vanish. Arnab was her first love. He was the man who took her virginity and so far, he was the only man who had the right to fuck her any time he wanted. She still loved him. All she expected him to be more considerate about his wife's needs.

After dinner, when everybody went to their rooms, Archana hurried back to her room. She knew that it will take another one hour for Bipin to come into the room as first Mihir will wash the cooking utensils and dinner plates of all family members and Bipin will assist him to wash all these things. Then two friends will take dinner together and then only both will retire to their rooms, Mihir will go to Kaberi's room and Bipin will come to her room. Archana wanted to give a surprise to Bipin.

When an older one would fall in love or involve in sex with a much younger one or vice versa a younger one would with much older, then what would happen? Both of them would do all types of weird and absurd things which a normal person would not do. That would be the moment when both would live in a fantasy and unreal world. And a 56 years old woman and a young boy of 22 years were going to do all these weird things.

She picked out her thin red saree, thin cotton red blouse, a red stole (a long wide scarf or similar covering worn by women) along with her white bra and petticoat. Within an hour, she wanted to be like a newly wedded bride in red.

Hurriedly, she combed her hair backward from the forehead, parted her hair perfectly and neatly in the middle, and put two equal parts onto the front over both the shoulders. She combed uniformly thick voluminous long thick hair until the perfectly trimmed ends. She made jasmine flower threads and adorned her thick silky thigh-length long braid with this flower thread. She coated her entire face with sandalwood powder. Immediately, she put on her red saree and blouse. She put on kajal ("Eyeliner," or "Kohl,") in her eyes. She wore her gold necklace and a lot of red-colored glass bangles on her two wrists along with two gold bangles each in two wrists. Archana spread a red bedsheet on the bed and scattered all the flowers collected by her from the vases on the red bed sheet.

Archana was sitting on the palank(bed) and waiting eagerly for Bipin. After a while, she heard his footsteps. Bipin entered the room and latched the door immediately from inside. He could see the room was lighted with several candles, then his eyes widened with surprise when he saw a new bride in red sitting on the bed. At first, he thought whether he had entered the wrong room.

Then he saw the red bride was approaching him. He got stunned and dumbfounded when he found Archana adorned with the red dress from her head to toe, red saree with a red blouse, her face and head was covered with a red stole (a long wide scarf or similar covering worn by women) just like a veil.

She slowly came near him, holding a sindoor dani (Round & a very small Wooden Box where vermilion is kept).

"Archana, why are you hiding your face?" asked Bipin.

"I will not show you my face unless you marry me. As per Hindu tradition, once a male put sindoor(vermilion) on the forehead and in the parting hair then the female becomes his wife. The vermilion in her parting of hair is a sign of marriage. So, first, you have to take me as your wife. Since it will be our first night, I will be sitting in the middle of the bed and you have to go there to unveil my face. Do you understand everything?" she asked.

It took some minutes for Bipin to understand everything, he exclaimed, "Now, I understand everything. I have seen all these things in movies and I know what a newlywed bride and groom do in their first night?"

He took the sindoor Dani (Round & a very small Wooden Box where vermilion is kept) from her and with his tip of a finger, he first put vermilion on her forehead and then in her parting hair and said, "Archana, now you have become my wife and before God, I accept you as my wife."

Immediately, Archana bent down and touched his feet and further bowed and touched her head to his feet. She said, "My Swami(husband) please bless me."

Bipin put his two hands under her shoulder, raised her, and put his right palm on her head, and said, "I bless you to becoming a mother of my son."

Then without saying anything, Archana marched towards the bed and acted as if she was very shy before him and she sat in the middle of the bed.

Bipin watched the moments of her beautiful loose big hair bun, her curvaceous hourglass shaped body draped in a flowing thin transparent chiffon red sari with plain border, pleats tucked neatly much below the deep navel, taut belly, and the narrow waist widened as it went down to wide huge bouncing hips. The saree pallu (The loose end of a saree - generally draped over shoulder) opened along her shoulder as well as arm highlighting her top-heavy breasts and hourglass figure. The shape and contours of her top-heavy big extra-large huge firm swinging bouncing breasts, proportionately long nipples were visible through her thin matching color blouse and transparent white bra. Her breasts looked from the side view like mountains with firm erect large nipples.

She was adorned with all red from head to toe, showing off her beautiful curvaceous hourglass sexy sizzling sensuous body. Her wide expressive large eyes kajal lined ("Eyeliner," or "Kohl,"), top-heavy extra-large big bouncing conical huge firm voluminous provocatively swinging mountainous full breasts with firm large erect nipples extending out of lean frame, thin taut lean midriff, jasmine flower threads adorned thick silky thigh-length long braid were the main attractions of her body. She was undoubtedly a beautiful and sexy sensuous woman exuding feminine grace, the epitome of sensuality, the height of prime sexuality, and the crescent linger of explicit womanhood.

Bipin felt like a newlywed groom and walked toward the bed to meet his bride. He was surprised to see various flowers strewn on the red bedsheet of the bed and the fragrance of the flowers spreading throughout the room, which entered through his nostrils to his entire body and made him thrilled as if he was going to touch an unknown new bride of his first time.

The air carried a romantic atmosphere when Bipin saw in candles light his newlywed bride of 56 years old Archana sitting in the middle of the bed in a red saree with a red veil on her head and face. She was sitting in bed with her downcast eyes as if she was very shy to meet her new husband for the first time in her life. Bipin approached her and sat beside her. When his body touched her, he felt her body shivered and trembled with the first touch of her husband. The jingling sound of her bangles made the atmosphere more romantic. Bipin also felt a tremor passed through his entire body when he touched her.

He said, "Archana, why are you shying away from me? I am your husband. Look at me, I want to see your face."

When he did not get any response from her, he thought his newlywed bride was very shy, so he moved a bit closer and unveiled her face. My God! he was looking at her round face which was looking fairer in the light of the candles with her two attractive kajal-lined eyes looking at him and a fragrance of sandalwood was emitting from her face. Bipin couldn't resist himself, he embraced her tightly and kissed her on her round face. Her red lipstick coated lips trembled and parted showing white lines of her prominent teeth,

" Swami! First drink this glass of milk." (It is the tradition that the newlywed bride would offer a glass of milk to her husband when she meets her husband first time on the first night)

Bipin knew the tradition as he had watched in several movies, so, he took the glass of milk from her hand, drank half of the glass, and returned the rest to Archana so that she could drink the remaining milk of the glass.

Bipin became so romantic that he said to her, "Archana, my wife the fragrance of these flowers spread only in this room but the beauty of you will spread throughout my life. You are like a beautiful flower which nobody could touch except me, your husband, and the fragrance of your beauty makes my life delight. It's so nice to get a beautiful flower-like you whose fragrance I could smell throughout my life."

Archana never believed that Bipin could be so romantic and she was very much pleased to have such a person in her life. Then Bipin said, "My dear wife, I have blessed you to becoming a mother of my kid but I don't know how would it happen? Do you have still menstrual cycles?"

Archana nodded her head with consent.

"OK, then very soon, I will impregnate you with a baby of mine," Bipin said.

"Now, my dear wife, it is time for us to enjoy our first night as husband and wife," he further said.

Archana pulled his shirt loose from his pants and slipped her hands underneath. The muscles along his abdomen rippled under her fingertips. She stopped at his chest and he tensed under her, touch. She bit his lip and pressed herself into his body.

She whispered, "You're driving me crazy."

Bipin removed her saree, then brought down her blouse. Now, Archana was left with only bra, petticoat, and panties beneath her petticoat. Bipin unhooked her bra and released her breasts from the clinging material. He tongued and licked the tip of her nipple that had hardened into a peak, tenderly rolling her flesh between his teeth. A tidal wave of pleasure and tension washed over her, demanding release. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and pushed the material down his arms. She ran her hands over his skin, caressing the hair sprinkled across his chest.

He bent down and pressed her breasts together and went from one nipple to another, teasing and taunting her desire with the heat of his mouth. He straightened and turned her around. He ran his finger lightly from her neck all the way down her back to her hips, spreading goosebumps all over her body.

She shivered and held her breath, "Take my remaining clothes off."

He removed her petticoat and pulled her panties down to her knees which was the last piece of cloth in her body. She let the dress fall to the floor, and she heard him unzip his pants. He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her back into his body. He was naked and erect. His cock pushed against her and he held her tight to his chest while he kneaded and cupped her breasts. She was at the point of exploding. He bit her lightly, where her neck met her shoulder, and she was overcome with the need to have him inside her. Her heart thundered, she was unable to take a breath without reeling from the pulses of pleasure that erupted each time he kissed, licked, and touched her body. She turned around and stepped back to look at him. His eyes had gone feral and he was fully, proudly erect.

Archana's eyes lingered a moment longer, taking in Bipin's ruddy cock and the drop of clear liquid at its end. She bent down and took hold of him. He moaned, tenderly pulling her head closer to his hips. She licked the end of his cock. She tasted him, salty and sensual. She sucked at the head, first softly then she slid her lips over the tip, past the rigid sweet spot underneath. She flicked her tongue back and forth, running up and down his shaft until he groaned loudly. He gyrated his hips in time to her movements, fucking her mouth. Her clit pulsed, her pussy clenched, and she sucked him harder and faster. Archana relaxed her jaw and took him into her mouth as far as she could. She slowly released his cock and then recaptured the length of his erect penis down her throat.

"How do you do that?" he held her head between his hands.

Twice more she repeated her ability to swallow most of him down her throat. She felt the veins along with his cock pulse.

"Darling, you must stop or I'll explode," he lifted her up and gently pushed her onto the bed.

He cupped her face and kissed her. She parted her lips and slid her tongue along his teeth. He stroked and licked her in return, his tongue following the outline of her lips. He nuzzled her mouth and then moved to kiss her cheek. He nipped at her jaw and ran his tongue down her neck. He used his teeth and tongue along her bared throat, and she twisted the sheets in her hands. His mouth on her skin was maddening. Her body was boiling and desire pooled between her legs. Her hands ran down his body not stopping until she found his groin. His abs contracted and he groaned. His gaze swept over her body.

"Your skin is so soft and perfect," he immobilized her arms while he enclosed the tip of her breast with his mouth.

A current of delight blazed through her. She closed her eyes, digging her nails into the bed. He sucked her right nipple and stroked and caressed her left breast. He swirled his tongue around the areola, making her nipples pucker and peak. He moved his jaw along her chest and smothered a kiss between her cleavage, leaving no millimeter unexplored. He released her arms. A growl rumbled in his chest.

His eyes blazed and he said," I've waited for this night forever."

"Me too," She groaned and a shiver rippled through her body.

He caressed her waist, squeezed, and ran his hand down over her hips. He moved until his hands were at her thighs. She tightened her legs and bit her lip. He ran his fingers up and between her legs. He pushed her legs open and stroked the intimate folds of her sex. She gasped, arching back. He bent his head down and lifted her hips. He kissed her mound, nibbling tenderly. His tongue dipped into her cleft. She feathered her fingers on either side of his head trying to keep from wildly rubbing herself against his face. Pure pleasure unfurled as he licked and opened her slit with his fingers. An excited exhale escaped his mouth. She whimpered in response. His mouth was at her opening, he sucked and plunged his tongue inside her without mercy. She bucked upward, giving into need, moving her hips, and pressing herself against his face. Every fiber in her body wanted to explode. He suckled the erect nub of her clit and she couldn't stop a climax from building inside him. She framed his head with her fingers.​