Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

Their lips found each other, and they began to kiss passionately. Now, Debasish could never deny a lip kiss as he had assured her before that he would never mind her kiss on his lips. One of Debasish's hands went to support the back of her head so that she could kiss him comfortably, his other hand straight to the bottom of the pit in between her legs right up against her pussy, which was really hot now; the closeness of his throbbing cock near her pussy turned her on. Bipasha slid a bit closer to it, and soon her pussy was tightened up against it, rubbing up and down feverishly. Debasish tried very hard to keep his emotions in check. Bipasha was a hot, sexy girl. Under any circumstances, she was not meant for him as she was like a daughter to him but she had created such a situation for him that it was very difficult to resist the sexual urge rising within him. The moral guiltiness and pleasure he felt at that moment were becoming too intense for him to endure.

At that time Bipasha wiggled her ass cheeks and Debasish could feel her pubic hairs rubbing against his cock. His cock was as hard as it was going to get. He had a sexy little plumper with round tits wiggling and her small fat vulva rubbing against his cock. Sometimes life would deal you excess, and sometimes it would deal you a straight. Either hand could be a winner if you know how to play it. But if you don't play your hand, you don't have any chance to win. He decided to play.

He raised his hips, sliding his cock down the crack of Bipasha's slit until the head was pressing against the opening of her pussy. He pushed forward, driving the shaft deep inside her, and surprisingly, it slid easily around 2 inches deep inside her cunt. At that time, he felt wetness as if the girl had reached orgasm because he could feel a flowing of hot wetness passing over his knob but further his cock didn't go and stuck between her pussy lips. But all of a sudden, his moral consciousness restricted him from what he was doing to an innocent kid. She was innocent just like a flower but he was a mature person, old enough to be her father. The kid had never felt the touch of a male person ever in her life and so she was getting horny for sex as it was a new experience for her but he was a sensible person, how could he manipulate her? It would be a sin! Immediately, he withdrew his cock from her cunt lips.

He became conscious and said, "Dear Bipasha, now get off from me."

Bipasha was smiling within herself that she had become successful to seduce him, made it possible to insert his cock in her pussy. While his cock was inside her pussy, she had already reached an orgasm. She bent over and kissed him again on his lips. Her muddy black hair was hanging in his face, but her lips were clean. He returned the kiss, but again she pushed her tongue past his teeth as she explored his mouth. She lifted her face from him and wiggled her ass. Bipasha climbed off him, taking a position on her hands and knees, kneeling on all fours in the deep mud. She decided it's time to cover her breasts but she kept open some of her top buttons so that uncle could see her breasts and nipples. She was still sitting on the mud field whereas Debasish got up and was standing near her, they were silent and acted as if nothing happened between each other.

Her face was stark white in contrast with the rest of her muddy body, except for a few mud streaks here and there. The mud was dripping from her chin, sliding down to her throat, and dripping off her nose. Bipasha saw uncle craned his neck so that he could see how she looked. Debasish could see a big, brown, slimy blob of mud land right on her left cheek, and then slowly slid down towards her chin, leaving a streak behind it. After the first drop, the mud fell quickly now, leaving Bipasha's hand and landing on various parts of her face- her forehead, hairline, nose, chin, cheeks, jaw, and lips.

"Ohh, God, my dear Bipasha, my little girl, you are totally in mess," he exclaimed.

"Uncle, your position is also more or alike same to me. Your whole bare body and your shorts are streaked with mud except your face," she replied with a smile.

Bipasha raised her hand to her face, smoothened some of the mud from her forehead back into her hair, and wiped some from her lips and eyes. Then she looked up at her uncle again, this time all messy and muddy. He looked down on her and was amused at the sight he saw, her entire face was covered with mud, and it was dripping down off her head, landing on her shoulders, chest, and breasts. Her pale skin was now becoming spotted with the thick mud, and Debashish couldn't be happier. He held his hand out for Bipasha to take, and he helped pull her to her feet, but careful this time not to fall again. As Bipasha stood, the mud that was on her skirts and legs from kneeling fell off of her in big globs.

"Uncle, it would be better if we go near the sprinkler so that most of the dirt of our bodies could be washed up," suggested Bipasha.

"Very good idea!" appreciated Debasish.

Both of them walked into a spray. It was indeed cooling splashing not only up onto her back, her shoulders, and breasts but also on her legs and up inside her skirt and onto her thighs. She spun around letting the spray cool the whole of her body. She thought it would be much easier if she slipped her skirt off and then when she finished; she could wash herself down under the cold shower of the bathroom. But how could she do it? Uncle was there with her. The sprinkled water splashed up her legs and some even got into the curly hair at the vee of her thighs where it dried. She did look quite a sight. Uncle was closely watching her. Bipasha bent over to pull the sprinklers and her round naked bottom stuck up and just a glimpse of her pussy between her cheeks made Debasish's penis rising again.

"But dear, the complete dirt has not gone and your body and dress are still full of muds. This spray water would not solve any purpose; it needs a forced stream of water. Let us go near to our previous place where the hose pipe is there," suggested Debasish.

"You are right, uncle. I was also thinking in the same line," smiled Bipasha.

Then Bipasha noticed Uncle was staring intently at her drenched body. The shape of her body had become clear and noticeable through her drenched white transparent shirt. Her fully wet white shirt was not able to conceal the roundness of her breasts.

Her nipples were clearly visible through the wet thin, transparent fabric of her white shirt that had badly stuck to her breasts. Her pointed nipples were also looking distinctly encircled by brown areolas. The outline of her body had distinctly come to the fore. The roundness of her plump fleshy breasts was distinct and her hips were looking prominently opulent. The bulge of her breasts was lucid and clear and their curvature was observable. Her crotch and thighs were also distinctly visible.

Debasish could not take his eyes off her sexy body. She was looking too sexy. Debasish went on staring at her in lust. Bipasha saw him looking at her like that. She smiled sexily at him and remained there in that condition only. She made some deliberate movements that caused her breasts to bounce and sing sexily. She let her breasts be visible to him more and more by leaning forward for one pretext or the other. She time and again saw her exposed breasts and then looked into his eyes. She teased him too much. Debasish was feeling hot lava within him. While he stared at her breast balls, It was a clear invitation from her, but he somehow managed to keep him cool and under control. He very well knew that she had intentionally drenched her fully in sprinkles a few moments before, just to exhibit her sexy young body to him. He knew that she was trying to arouse him, again and again, but could muster courage in him to take a step forward. He was not blaming her because he knew she was an innocent and simple teen and aroused by sexual needs unknowingly due to her first touch of a grownup male.

When they reached near the new plant field, Debasish dragged the long hose pipe and said, "Bipasha dear, let us go near to that garden bench where there is that big tree, the shadow of that tree is cool and soothing,"

Bipasha rubbed the sweat from her brow leaving yet another muddy streak and stood near Debasish. She stood there for a moment. He saw her ample thighs and knees rather smeared with mud. Both of them stood under the cool shadow of the tree and Debasish said, "Bipasha, do you recollect your memories of childhood in the bathroom taking bath with me and Arpita? Most probably, you both were 6 or 7 years old!

"Yes uncle, although it is a hazy memory but still, I remember, both Arpita and I were little kids. You will get us completely naked and take us inside the bathroom, and then you would rub our bodies with soap. We both would catch the bubbles of soap and you would take us under the shower and then you would dry up our naked bodies with a soft towel and get us dressed in our frocks," said Bipasha with her beaming face reminiscing about the past.

Debasish smiled and said, "But do you recall that watering incident in the garden?"

"Yes, uncle, I remember. You were watering the plants in the garden and both Arpita and I were watching you anxiously. Then all of a sudden, you aimed the hose pipe towards us and sprayed water on us. We both got ourselves drenched, jumped, and danced with joy,"

"So, my dear little child, I am going to repeat the same. Your whole body and dress are smeared with mud which you cannot even clean yourself even inside the bathroom. Let me wash you preliminary here with the help of this hose pipe and later on, you will get yourself complete clean inside the bathroom," said Debasish.

"Uncle, would you wash me!" exclaimed Bipasha with a surprising voice and wide-eyed.

"Are you feeling shy? I have been washing you since from your childhood when you were a naked kid!" said Debasish in a cool voice.

"Not exactly shy! But uncle? Don't you understand, now I am no longer a kid, I am a big girl now," she hesitated.

"What big? You will always be a kid, a little Bipasha before me whom I have nourished from her childhood. You might have grown up, your height has increased to 5'5", you have long hair up to your waist and some of your body parts have become bigger but still you are my little Bipasha and there is no need to be shy before me," said Debasish.

"First, let me drench your whole body with water then only I will rub the mud from your dress and body, he said and turned on the water of the hose pipe and started spraying the water into the body of Bipasha.

She was giggling herself when uncle walked over to the pipe and began washing herself down. Initially, the water was quite warm but it soon turned cold and despite being hot and the sun beating down she shivered and started dancing like a kid and Debasish could see her breasts were swaying. She said, "Uncle, I am enjoying myself like a kid after so many years."

Debasish smiled, bent down, and started removing the mud from her two white glistening legs up to her knees just below her thick thighs. The dropping waters were like the pieces of pearl flowing through her slippery white legs and he could see very small and thin hairs in her forelegs, near calves below her knees, then he stood up, he grabbed Bipasha's hand and pulled her toward him. They were both flushed and their bodies were glistening with sweat.

"Uncle, why don't you give me a sweet kiss of yours!" she requested.

"OK, dear," he smiled.

Their hearts were racing a thousand beats per minute. Debasish lowered his face and pressed his lips against hers. He ground his erect cock into her belly as his tongue explored inside her mouth; Bipasha could feel the hard cock against her tummy. He then started rubbing her two slender arms removing the mud like a caring father. He was standing in his thick-soled boots, Bipasha's legs spread and his legs straddling her. Then he looked down at her from a standing position, gazed lingering on her mud-smeared tits. Bipasha's golden breasts were heaving up and down as she struggled to draw the hot, heavy air into her lungs. The warm, pungent aroma of her body invaded his nostrils, driving out the moist smells of the garden. He put an arm around her waist and drew her body against him. Bipasha was watching him with her seductive smile as she was feeling a strange sensation throughout her body.

The mud was oozing into every available curve and crevice of her body. Debasish once again sprayed her body with water. She was giggling when she felt the hard stream of water hitting her body above the dress. Debasish began to rub the mud on the shirt all over her breasts but he left a lot of the mud behind. This was not so easy, particularly without soap and it took a little time before he was content.

The mud on her shirt top made it cling even tighter on Bipasha, and Debasish could see that her nipples had responded to the attention- they were now quite hard and were nicely accented by the muddy shirt now covering them. The weight of the mud on her shirt was also pulling it down a bit further, and more of her breasts were exposed, only barely covered in the mud. Debasish decided that he wanted to see more, so he raised her hands in the air and grasped the bottom edge of her shirt, pulling it up over her tummy, and then up to little above her breasts, Bipasha was wearing no bra, and was now totally exposed up to the top, her two round breasts popped out.

She had medium-sized round and erect breasts--probably B or CC cup--with pale pink aureoles and nipples that were nearly puffy. Her tummy was flat, and she had thick thighs beneath her wide ass. Although she had medium-sized breasts but they were heavy and fleshy, instead of sagging they were hanging from her chest in an erect manner, and the pale skin of her breasts was almost luminous in the bright sunlight. Debasish couldn't tear his eyes from those pendulous orbs. Her breasts, ample and decorated with their dark brown nipples, were smeared with patches of mud, and little beads of odd sweat stood out on the smooth skin on her cleavage.

Debasish groped her two breasts with his two palms as if he was measuring those and said, "Dear, I had never imagined that my little Bipasha's breasts are grown into such a big. I have never noticed when suddenly your breasts have become bigger. Earlier these were like oranges few years before but now these have turned into small watermelons, like the breasts of your mom. Do you know, a prominent breast is like an ornament of a woman which adds her beauty and attracts a male?"

"Is it so! Are you attracted to my breasts uncle?" she exclaimed.

"Certainly dear, I have seen never such prominent round young breasts ever in my life," he said and started groping and kneading her breasts.

Bipasha sighed, and stepped forward, in that brief moment, she embraced him tightly and kissed him again on his lips.

"Has any male person ever touched you intimately in your private parts? Has any male person ever kissed you?" asked Debasish.

"No, uncle, you are the first person to touch after I become a big girl," replied Bipasha in a simple tone.

"OK, let me rub the mud from your two breasts," he said and started rubbing her two breasts.

"Bipasha, there are two globes of mud stuck tightly here and become hard (he didn't mention the name of nipples) I have to remove through my fingers by squeezing," he suggested.

"Please go on uncle, try to remove by any means," she replied.

Debasish groped her round breast and squeezed her nipples but still, some dust particles remained in the pores of her nipples.

"Ohh, shit! He cried.

"Is it clear, uncle? What happened?" she asked.

"No, the dust particles have entered in the pores because usually this portion of young girls are puffy and swollen so the particles could easily enter and if you don't clean it properly, in due course of times, you will feel itching inside," he replied.

"Then you do something to clean it," requested Bipasha.

"There is no remedy except sucking these with my saliva. Once the dust particles are diluted with my saliva, I will suck these," replied Debasish.

Then, please suck these," requested Bipasha.

He sucked her nipples one by one and felt it pebble hard. Now, Bipasha could feel his warm lips on her two nipples and both of her nipples became so hard that she felt those would burst open, a current originated from her loins and passed through her entire body.

"Bipasha, what are these? There are so many hairs under your armpits! Strange! My little girl has so many thick hairs under her armpits which are emitting sweet smells. When did these hairs crop up?" he asked.

"Uncle, when I was in 14 years. Do you like the smell of these?" asked Bipasha.

"Yes dear and the wet hair would emit a much more deep smell, even I like the salty taste of these hairs," said Debasish.

"Then why don't you enjoy for some time?" requested Bipasha.

"Thank you, my little girl," he said and started sniffing her armpit hairs. Due to wetness, they were emitting a strong odor, an erotic smell which he inhaled deeply through his nostrils as if to take the smell inside his body. His cock started throbbing more.

"Dear, Bipasha, are there any hairs in other parts of your body except armpits?" asked Debasish.

She remained silent. Debasish thought this girl was too innocent even though she had attained her 18 years.

"Are you feeling shy about your uncle? Remember, I have seen you naked from your infant stage and there is no need to shy or hide anything before me," assured Debasish.

"There are a lot of hairs there below between my legs," she replied softly.

"I couldn't follow you properly, tell me the exact location," he asked as he wanted to ascertain whether this young girl was acquainted with words like'pussy' and 'cunt' or still ignorant.

"Uncle, above my pee hole and in both sides of my pee hole," replied Bipasha in an innocent face.

"What do you do during your period cycle?" asked Debasish.

"My mom has taught me how to use a sanitary pad. When the blood starts oozing, I stuff the sanitary pad inside the pee hole," she replied.

"OK, when did you have your last period?" again he asked.

"It just ended 4 days before," replied Bipasha.

"Could you show me the hairs of your pee hole?" asked Debasish.

"No, uncle, I am a big girl now, I will feel shy, "Bipasha replied with her downcast eyes.

"I will not show you, but you can feel by touching," she further said.

"Not necessary, I was just joking but definitely I would like to touch hairs of your pee hole. You are a very nice girl. So far whatever I asked you, you nicely replied me," he said.

"Now, let us clean the mud from your lower portion," he said.

Debasish looked down at her skirts, and saw them only as a barrier, stopping him from seeing all of her. Bipasha understood his hesitation, so she picked her foot higher out of the ground and placed it on a nearby standing high rock, and let uncle watch the mud dripping off of it. Due to the show, Bipasha was putting on with her feet, Debasish had forgotten the fact that she had no panties beneath her skirt and now her pussy was visible. Her bush was still not clean- the mud seeped through the denim. With both dried and wet mud, small pieces of dried mud caught in her pubic hair and even streaks of mud and the small old leaf stuck to her tummy. Debasish decided to clean the mud, and dragged his hand from the top of her stomach all the way down to in between her legs, dragging a lot of mud with him. The mud clung to her pubic hair; Debasish's hand plunged deeper in between her legs, and onto her hairy pussy. Bipasha loved the feeling of uncle's messy hand touching her as it slipped between her thighs and gently rubbed against her lips and clit.

"Dear Bipasha, what I feel some mud has entered inside your pee hole! Should I remove those?" asked Debasish.

"Please, Uncle," she requested.

One of Debasish's hands was now holding Bipasha at the waist, keeping her steady while the other hand went near to her crotch area as his fingers started to work their way down towards her clit. He pressed the palm of his hand tight against her mound, right on her clit. This way, when he thrust deep inside of her, her pelvis automatically was pushed up against his hand, stimulating her clit. This felt so good to her; she loved the way uncle was fingering her and his hand felt wonderful on her, getting Bipasha so hot. His touches were soon too much for her, and her hips began to slowly gyrate in time with Debasish'smotions She listened to uncle's heavy breathing and panting for a bit, and he to hers, intermixed with the squishing sounds of her wet pussy. This got both of them really hot as they were making the most beautiful squelching sounds, especially inside the cunt of Bipasha. Uncle's hand on her clit was just too much for her, what with everything else going on, as Uncle's slippery hot hand on her clit began to press a bit harder, and move around, stimulating her even more and her orgasm came quicker.

Debasish's thrust of fingers was coming very quickly now, and Bipasha could barely breathe. Her whole body tensed, and the feelings of climax shot through her, making her quiver. Bipasha's slippery, hot pussy tightened around Debasish's fingers, gripping him, pulling him deeper into her as she came herself. Bipasha leaned her head back and allowed a few moans to escape her lips. She had her arms wrapped around Debasish for support; this was so intense that her balance wasn't very steady. However, as Bipasha got more and more into her uncle's actions, it was harder for her to remain upright, and he felt her beginning to sway. Finally, Bipasha totally lost her balance and fell on him clinging to him pressing her breasts tightly against his chest. Luckily, Debasish was in his balance and stood firmly clutching her tightly.

"What happened my little girl?" asked Debasish.

"I felt a strange sensation, an itching sensation as if some ant was biting between my legs, and I peed."

"Ohh, my dear that is not pee, that is your orgasm which happens at a young age, so don't worry. It was good that all the mud particles came out with your orgasm," said Debasish.

"But uncle, still I am feeling sensation and itching inside my pee hole," complained Bipasha.

"Don't worry, dear! At this young age, usually, girls feel such type of sensation, let me think if I could cure your itching after finishing your wash," said Debasish.

For a moment, Debasish thought Bipasha was not so innocent as she appeared, after all, she was a mature girl of 18 years. She must have a basic knowledge of sex but she might not have detailed knowledge about sex or enjoyment of sex and from this point of view she might be innocent as no grownup male had touched her to date except him today. He was very happy that he was the first male in the life of Bipasha to explore and exploiting her sexuality.

To testify to her he asked," Bipasha, you are a biological student then you must have known, what is sex?"

"Yes, uncle," she replied but remained silent for a moment.

Debasish's heart was beating fast anticipating what would be the reply of this virgin teen?

"This is a human reproduction system in the form of sexual reproduction resulting in human fertilization. It typically involves sexual intercourse between a sexually mature male and female. Human reproduction is when an egg cell from a woman and a sperm cell from a man unite and develop to form a baby. Ovulation is when a woman's ovary releases an egg cell. A fertilized egg is implanted in the uterus and grows into the unborn baby. This Procreation is a process and marriage is a medium where wife and husband make it possible to beget or bring forth offspring," explained Bipasha without being nervous.

"Waaaooo, no one could better explain about this other than you. You are a brilliant and knowledgeable girl, "he praised her.

"Then dear, could you please tell me the name of reproductive organs of male and female?" further asked Debasish.

"No, uncle, please, I know the name of the organs but I cannot utter before you as I am feeling very shy. Show me your palm, I will write the names with my fingers," she said shyly.

"Agreed," said Debasish and he extended his palm towards her where she wrote something by her finger.

"Is it penis and vagina?" asked Debasish.

Bipasha nodded her head with consent and Debasish could see she was extremely shy.

"So, nice! "exclaimed Debasish.

Now, he came to believe that this young girl was no doubt innocent, even she didn't know the vulgar form of words like of 'dick', 'cock', 'pussy', 'cunt' and 'fucking'.

"Dear, have you seen the penis of a grown-up man ever?" he asked.

"No, but I have felt it, touched it with my hand, even felt it entering my pee hole, "she said.

"What!" he sprang back, in a surprising voice asked, "When? Whose penis entered your pee hole?"

In a cool voice, she replied, "Your's pee thing. When you fell on me and we rolled down on the mud, by chance I caught hold of your pee thing, it was very big like a cylindrical object, a hard meaty object then after some time I felt it inside my pee hole for some moments then you told me to get off from your body."

"OK, ok, I remembered. From that moment till now, you are feeling like itching and ant biting inside your pee hole. Am I right, Bipasha?" he asked.

"Yes, uncle, "she said.

"Do you want my pee thing again rubbing inside your pee hole?" he again asked.

Bipasha didn't utter a single word but nodded her head with consent with her downcast eyes towards the ground as if she was feeling very shy. Watching her, Debasish smiled silently and thought that the teen had become horny due to her first-ever fuck in her life although it was momentary, the first-ever touch of a cock inside her pussy. Ohh, God! he was lucky but she was a virgin, could he take a risk? If something happens? He would be answerable before the whole family! Then he thought he would fuck her a little without penetrating deep, let the teen feel the touch of a penis inside her pussy!

"Dear, Bipasha, I have removed mud from your front portion. Now, dear turn yourself back to me so that I could remove dirt from your backside," advised Debasish.

Debasish lifted her muddy shirt above up to her shoulder and started removing mud from her back. Then he lifted her skirt above the waist. Waaaoooo! What's a marvelous sight! Two fleshy white round globes of ass cheeks divided by a deep partition were swaying before him and his cock started throbbing uncontrollably.

"Dear, there are a lot of muds entered inside between the cleft, would you please spread your legs a little?" said Debasish.

Debasish continued stroking her ass cheeks with his right hand, while his left hand slid between her butt cheeks. He penetrated her ass with a finger, causing Bipasha to gasp.

"Bipasha, now I will not only remove the mud from here but I will remove the itching you feel inside your pee hole," he said.

He directed her to bend forward as far as possible. Her ass was high in the air, and Debasish positioned himself behind Bipasha, his cock rubbing all over her slimy ass. The way the round globes of the ass of Bipasha were exposed before him, his cock was getting him really hard, and he'd love nothing more than to fuck Bipasha. Bipasha closed her eyes, expecting the best. Next, Debasish moved his cock through her cleft, closer to her pussy, and began to rub it around the outside of it, teasing her as he did so. He pulled her back up by her hair and she turned her head a bit to give him a better view, and let out a soft moan, still feeling his cock on her pussy.

"Uncle, what's the thing you have put inside my pee hole?" Bipasha asked.

"It is my pee thing," he replied.

"Can I see that?" Bipasha requested.

"No, little kid like you cannot see it, only you could feel it inside you," he said.

Suddenly, without warning, he slammed himself deep into her, making Bipasha lost her balance. She careened forward, but he saved her from falling by putting her left hand under her breasts. Debasish was driving his cock into Bipasha with less force afraid that he might rupture her hymen as she was a virgin; his pelvis was slamming up against her, and Bipasha could feel his cock in the entry gate of her pussy, she wanted deeper penetration inside but she was patient as 'slow and steady wines the race'. When Debasish thrust in, he gyrated his hips a bit, grinding himself a little deeper into her, and then slowly pulled out before he thrust himself into her again. Eventually, her wet and slippery pussy found its way down to uncle's cock, and she began to push herself onto him.

It was slipperier than they had ever felt it, and Bipasha's cunt juices also helped to make Debasish's penis a lot more sensitive. Bipasha slid her pussy slowly over the length of uncle's cock, smiling down at him as she did so. Bipasha's pussy walls had squeezed now with uncle's cock about few inches inside of her, and all of a sudden, she just slammed her hips down towards his and began to grind her pelvis, loving the feeling of uncle's cock deep inside of her. She began to push him slowly, lifting her pussy off of uncle's slippery cock before she buried him inside of her again. Debasish loved watching her wide fleshy round ass cheeks swaying and moving against him as he could see the love expression of pure ecstasy on her face. Bipasha had already reached her orgasm. With a few final careful thrusts not so deep by Debasish, Bipasha could feel uncle's cum, squirting inside the entry of her pussy. Before he was done though, Debasish pulled out of her pussy, and unloaded the rest of his cum on her white round ass.

"Uncle, what's this white fluid, "asked Bipasha.

"That's my semen, the sperm of a male person, dear," replied Debasish.

"Can I get pregnant as it has gone inside my pee hole," asked Bipasha in a fearful voice.

"No, dear, you are now in a safe period. Don't worry dear! Today, I will teach you a lot of secret things," smiled Debasish.

Bipasha lay back on the grass in the hot sunshine. Washed now in cold water she let the sun dry and warm her. The sun felt good on her skin, she drew her knees up a little and closed her eyes. Debasish was sitting on the garden bench under the shadow of that big tree.

"Bipasha, don't lie back directly under the sunray, your white skin will get shady, rather come down here near me where in the grass a little ray of sunshine is falling which will make your body warm," advised Debasish.

She took his advice and lay back on the grass spreading her legs wide towards Debasish who was sitting near her on the bench. She was feeling very much relaxed due to her orgasm a few moments before. The scent of orange blossoms and she felt the warmth of the sun's rays partially on her secret place, warming her. She felt just a little sexy and moved her knees from side to side, slightly opening her sex with each outward movement, feeling herself moistening. She sighed with contentment and drifted into sleep.

Debasish gazed down at the dozing Bipasha and looked between her legs. He very much liked what he saw and this was evident from the movement in the more substantial thatch of hair between her great thighs. His cock pumped upward to its impressive height, the foreskin pulling downs as the cock rose to reveal the acorn-shaped head so suitable for pushing and parting the soft folds of this teen hide between her legs. He grinned. Debasish did his best to stay away from her, and to keep his eyes and mind off her. She was still lying in that damn shirt, most of the buttons opened up, the white fleshes were flashing out and the skirts had raised above knees showing two thunderous thick thighs. She was still lying in closed eyes and her mountainous breasts were heaving up and down in a rhythmic way along with her breathing. Again, it was hard to see her, to think further anything about her. He felt himself hardening in his shorts and fought to turn his mind to other things. She had one hell of a teenage body. She was small, but man what curves! She had a helluva, good set of tits too. No, no, no. he shouldn't think like that!

But she wasn't his daughter and still, he pretended to ignore her as she was very near to him. Debasish took a deep breath and looked away, then looked back again, this time focusing his attention on her face, it was flushed, a little red, half-smile in her face although the eyes were closed. Even in her sleep, she was licking her lips and swallowed often. She was breathing harder than she should be, and the way her nipples were pressing against the top of her shirt they were fully erect. This was more than just casual flirting, more than just cock teasing. She was really getting off on this. And damn it, so was he!

He had a hard-on and had to keep his mind for the diversion so she wouldn't notice it after waking up. He wanted to strip her and shove his cock deep into her pussy, a full-fledged and random fucking. He wondered if she were still a virgin, wondered if she would tell her father what he had done and if he would fuck her again. He wanted her bad. He didn't care that she was his niece anymore. All he cared about was whether he could get away with it, whether he could fuck her brains out and not wind up in jail and divorced. The fact that she wanted him to do "something" was obvious and it was making him crazy. He couldn't just grab her. But he could play the game back at her.

All of a sudden, she opened her eyes; it must be half an hour she had slept. She sat up, stretching her legs towards him. She looked at him and smiled.

"It must be quite a time; I was sleeping, what's the time, uncle?"she asked with wiping out her eyes.

"You have taken a nap of only half an hour, now it is only 12.30. P.M." Debasish smiled.

Then she searched for something and Debasish noticed it.

"Are you looking for a water bottle?" he asked.

"Well, that's just what I was looking for," she said.

"The water bottles are kept here, beneath the bench," said Debasish.

She came swaying her hips seductively and sat on the bench touching his body. He was making sure to cover his lap. She bent down to pick up one water bottle beneath the bench, lifted the bottle, and started gulping down the water. His dick had settled down some and was only semi-hard now.

"Uncle, do you want some?" she smiled.

He leaned over her to pick the bottle up, casually pressing himself into her ass, giving it just a little grinding motion before picking up the bottle. He talked to her casually about her studies, about the river and hills, asking her if she'd seen the waterfalls at the north end of the village. She didn't look up, except for quick, darting glances, and her face remained flushed. Bipasha knew well that she could not go frequently to the village to get fucked by the tribes. That marriage night in the village was a special occasion where she got fucked by the tribes and that type of situation might not arise in the future. Now, as long as she was in this jungle, she had to think of an alternative with whom she could fuck comfortably.

The best person was Uncle Debasish who was young as well as handsome also. Bipasha had also a weakness towards Uncle Debasish from her childhood due to close affinities with him as she had started loving him from her childhood and now at her teenage, she always wished to be fucked by him. She was waiting eagerly and patiently when such an opportunity would arrive. She was fully aware of the fact that Uncle Debasish had known the fact of his wife's relationship with her papa and she could observe that always he was keeping a distance from Ashmita Aunty. She could notice that he was emotionally disturbed and he needed love, affection, and sex from a female. There is a saying 'Strike the iron when it is hot. Today the opportunity had come and she was almost successful in her mission to seduce him.

As they talked, she would turn toward him. Debasish thought maybe when she did that, it was intended, she would have her legs spread pretty wide, pulled it up halfway over her thighs, and just smiled at him during their conversation. Bipasha wanted to show off for the thought. He knew that she had no panties on. But all of a sudden, she remained silent and became mute. He heard the wobble in her voice and his heart constricted in his chest. He heard the sob in her voice and she was crying silently. He turned her to face him and he saw the tears running down her face.

"Ohh, God! What happened dear? Please tell me. I am your dear uncle, please tell me, dear, without any hesitation, "he asked with an urgent concern over his voice.

He hated himself for seeing her cry. He cupped her cheek and his thumb rubbed away a tear.

"You're not fine. Tell me what's wrong," he whispered.

"Papaaaaa...," she unfinished her sentence and started sobbing again.

"What happened to your papa? Tell me, dear, "he was now more concerned.

"Papa is a bad person," she said and started sobbing again.

"Has your papa done any bad things to you? Tell me everything clearly dear," he wiped out her tears.

"No," she said in a choking voice amidst her sobbing.

"Then? Please Bipasha tell me. I am your uncle, "he asked in an anxious voice with his heart beating fast.

"I saw my papa doing bad things with AuntAshmita (his wife) in the jungle," again Bipasha sobbed.

"What were they doing, dear?" asked Debasish.

"Both were naked and papa was lying on top of Aunt Ashmita," said Bipasha.

Debasish was very much shocked to hear it and he had no idea that apart from four of them, this kid girl had already known the secrecy and even witnessed the adultery of his wife.

"When did you see them, dear?" he interrogated her.

"Around one and a half months ago in jungle," she said.

"I know this fact and I am emotionally very much hurt and disturbed still now and from that very day I have kept a distance from my wife and virtually now, we have no relationship as a husband and wife. I hate your Aunt Ashmita," said Debasish in a frustrated voice.

"Uncle, I hate my papa," said Bipasha.

"I do hate your papa also who was once my best friend," said Debasish.

"But I love you uncle, I love you very much," Bipasha said embracing him tightly.

"I love you too dear," said Debasish and kissed her.

"Don't worry Uncle! You forget AuntAshmita, now I am with you, "said Bipasha stroking his hair sympathetically.

It was an emotional moment for Debasish. How could he share his panged heart before anybody? He felt just relaxed as he shared his feelings and emotions before this young girl.

"Uncle, can I sit on your lap?" requested Bipasha.

It was an emotional moment for both of them. How could he say no to this young girl with whom just he shared his inner feelings?

"Sure dear, you are still my little girl Bipasha," he said and spread his legs to give her space.

He took her hand and helped her sitting on his lap. She slid over to him, they held each other and she got over on his lap, her front-facing his chest. Debasish was a little concerned when Bipasha turned, and with one movement, faced him, straddled his legs, and settled on his lap, in seconds her ass was cushioned in his lap, and then she proceeded to give him a big hug. It was great. She had her little young pretty ass on his cock pressing her breasts against his chest. Bipasha had been doing this since she was just a little girl. However, things were different now, she had just turned eighteen and was, as far as her body was concerned, a perfectly developed female. Her actions made Debasish very uncomfortable.

"Are you comfortable dear? "asked Debasish.

She rubbed her nose, the gesture so young and cute. He cupped her cheek and rubbed the tears away from her deep brown eyes. God, he loved her eyes. They were so expressive and wide. They absorbed everything like a sponge.

"It feels nice, after a long year, I am sitting on your lap. If I remember correctly, last time I sat on your lap when I must be 6 or 7 years old," she smiled.

Before Debasish could gracefully extricate himself, Bipasha squiggled her bottom down firmly into his lap to the point where her groin firmly applied pressure to his penis lying just beneath his shorts.

"Oh, Uncle Debasish, I love you so much," she said, "I just want to hug you to pieces."

"I love you too, Honey," he said.

Debasish was especially concerned because Bipasha kept looking at him directly in the eye with her delightful smile, her eyes twinkling with a special delight. Bipasha laid her front portion against his chest, he was hugging her and he was moving his hands slowly and gently all over her enjoying her nice smooth warm milk-white skin. She smelled so good. His eyes closed when her pointed nipples pressed against his chest. Her small hands wrapped around him, her scent invading his nostrils. She smelled of warm vanilla and strawberries. He guessed she used vanilla lotion and strawberry shampoo. Her gorgeous black hair was silky to the touch. She moaned and he felt her hands run up and down his back. She was shaking and he lay back watching the sunlight dance and glow across her skin.

"Uncle would you be my boyfriend like my friends in college who have their boyfriends. Since Aunt Ashmita no longer loves you, would you be my lover?" all of a sudden, she asked.

"Let's not talk about this," he placed a finger on her lips, "You're too young. You need to find a man of your own age."

"No, I don't want anyone else, I only want you," she whispered.

His other hand that had been holding her arm came up and pulled strands of her hair out of the way. Her skin felt soft beneath his knuckles. He could touch her for hours. He tried to think of an excuse, anything to keep her away from this fantasy, and said, "Dear, try to understand, I'm twenty years older than you. Both you and Arpita, my daughter are of the same age and all along I am like a father figure to you."

"I don't care about the age difference," she said.

Her full, bottom lip looked so tempting. Without thinking, he ran his thumb over that tempting morsel. Every warning was going off in his head.

"Why do you want me as your lover?" he demanded to know. Debasish grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, "If you can propose me in the way, you just did, you can tell me why you want me as a lover?"

He watched her blush. Her eyes glanced everywhere but at him, "I love you from my childhood. That is the reason I have no boyfriend to date. I have loved you all times even though you were married to Aunt Ashmita and you are papa of my best friend Arpita," she said so quietly he barely caught it.

Debasish froze, shocked by her admission. He didn't laugh at her, as he hated it when he was younger and adults didn't take his emotions seriously.

Further, she said, "I know what I feel and I love you."

"We shouldn't be doing this," he said. He pulled away and stared into her eyes. He closed his eyes, "Don't you know that this is a risk? and our family members would never accept."

"But I'm eighteen years old. I'm not underage and I am legal, I know what I want," she said with a force.

"I am sorry, Bipasha. This is not possible. We cannot enter into a relationship," said Debasish.

"I've never been in love with anyone," she said as she gazed at him with tears in her eyes. "I want you. I can't stop thinking about you and it hurts me here, in my heart. Sorry Uncle, if I have confessed my true love to you. Perhaps, you don't know I have been loving you from my childhood hood and the age difference is not a barrier between us. Then please forgive me and let me go," she whispered with her teary eyes and tried to lift herself from his lap.

She straightened up to leave from his lap but suddenly felt that his hand pulled her forcibly towards him. Debasish knew he was going straight to hell. He knew he cared about her, but when had she moved into lover territory? Maybe this girl was loving him more than his unfaithful wife Ashmita. In fact, from this moment, he had also fallen in love with her and once this girl would leave him then he would be destroyed, he would be shattered once again. He thought he wouldn't let her hide behind her embarrassment. From now, he would make her hundred percent his woman only and he wouldn't accept any other form from her. He didn't want a college girl. He wanted a woman who could love him more than Ashmita. He would make and transform this teen into a woman who would love him more.

"Don't leave me Bipasha, I am also smitten with love towards you and I cannot live without you. I love you very much. Ohh, my god, I was not aware of this feeling of yours towards me throughout these long years. I must admit you are my true love. Come sit on my lap," he said and pulled her in front of him into his lap, then took her hand and kissed.

Again, he said," I don't think you're a kid anymore; now, you have become my woman, my wife, part of my life. Don't call me uncle. Call me in my nickname 'Debu' if you love me," he growled seconds before he gave into temptation and his lips slammed down on hers.​