Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

He led her under the cool shadow of a big tree and they sat against the trunk of that big tree wider than two beds, with the breeze high in the tops and the cool light that came in patches. Dipankar opened the rucksack, picked out the water bottle, and quenched his thirst then he passed the bottle to Arpita.

He broke the silence, "Arpita, how could you know all about this?"

"If I tell you, you will be hurt, "she replied in a husky voice.

Dipankar asked, "My dear little Arpita, say everything clearly. Don't hide anything from me. Do not shy before me as you know, you are my little baby and I will keep the things up to me only."

Arpita said, "Uncle, I saw them as they were making love in the jungle."

"OK, now, tell me when did you saw them? Did you understand the details, what they were doing? Tell me exactly what were they doing?" Dipankar asked.

"A few months back, I was pursuing Bipasha in the jungle then I saw my papa and Aunt Madhu doing sex in the jungle, even I have seen my papa entering into your bedroom several times in your absence, "said Arpita lowering her voice.

Dipankar asked, "But you are a little baby. From where did you know all this? But how did you get yourself educated about sex? How did you know exactly what they were doing? You are a little baby and I am surprised that you know this entire thing. Don't feel shy my baby. Tell all clearly. Don't treat me as your uncle from now onwards. Treat me like a friend."

Arpita gradually understood that Uncle Dipankar was slowly coming into the traps of her web of seduction but she would be much more careful and she would pose before him like a virgin nun.

"I know a little from our biological book about that matter, "she replied with her downcast eyes.

"Well, Do you feel often an urge for an intimate touch with a male person and even kiss him as you did with me just a few moments before then what do you do?" he asked.

Arpita remained silent and posed as if she was feeling very shy. Dipankar understood that the girl was not only shy but very innocent.

"My little girl, you are just like my other daughter next to Bipasha. So, feel free to reply to me without any hesitation, and I will not force you anything to reply to me against your will, "he said emphatically.

Arpita softly replied, "Uncle, I use to satisfy myself with the help of my own fingers."

"Thank god! I am happy that you are not having any sexual relations with any boy. Baby! I am happy that you have become young. Now we will be good friends. We will keep each other's secrets in our hearts. My dear little girl let me confess before you that I know whole affairs of my wife with your papa and I no longer love your Aunt Madhu and I hate both my wife and your papa."

"Uncle, I also hate my papa because she has deceived my mom. I also hate Aunt Madhu," said Arpita.

"Yes dear, from today onwards, let us both hate them. Arpita, do you feel that somebody loves you like your papa loves Aunt Madhu?" asked Dipankar.

"Yes, Uncle, I have started loving you after witnessing them and realized that you are deprived of love from Aunt Madhu and that was the reason I kissed you but you shouted at me, "replied Arpita.

"I am extremely sorry dear, I couldn't realize your true love towards me, and lastly, let me confess that I also love you and liked your kissing, "said Dipankar

Arpita was surprised that despite all these conversations and closeness and her attempt to seduce him, still, Uncle Dipankar was not advancing towards her sexually. She understood his problem. He had a pre-conceived notion that she was like his daughter and he should not do anything bad to her. But Arpita was a bitch and she was determined to seduce him by any means and to get fucked by him today. She held all the aces in her sleeves. Now, she would play her next game. Her eyes became teary and the tears started rolling down from her eyes.

"What happened girl? Again tears in your eyes!" asked Dipankar.

"Uncle, it is the tears of joy after being so close with you, "she replied.

The scent of fresh flowers from nearby was strong, but not strong enough to block out the scent of Arpita. God, he was a fool, and he wanted to taste her lips again. No, he needed to taste them now.

Dipankar looked at the innocent girl and could see the tears of joy rolling down from her two eyes. He wiped away the tears and then lowered his head to join his lips to hers.

He shook his head slowly, "I haven't been able to get the taste of your lips out of my mind."

He lifted his mouth and lowered it to hers just long enough to slant it the other way and devour her lips as though they were two halves of sweet, ripe plum.

"Arpita," It was a whispered confession of some desperation he felt.

"Take it," Arpita's voice was breathy, sexy. So fucking sexy. When she tried to step around him, Dipankar pulled her under one arm, pulled her closer, and planted a gentle kiss on her lips, kissing her long and deep, he felt the electric shock of it right away, groaning as she pressed her body more firmly into his. And then another. And another. By the time she managed to wiggle out of his embrace, they were both panting. He latched on to her lips and assaulted her mouth with his tongue, desperate for the high he only got from this. Only from her. He licked along the fold and into the corners of her mouth, sipping at the salty moisture captured there. If only she could absorb his pain. A shudder racked his body as a sigh escaped. Draping her arms around his neck, Arpita pushed her fingers through his hair, made fists, and pulled his head down to hold him in place. He felt thrilling at the sensation of her hands sliding up his back, her slim arms tightening around him.

Passion for this beautiful girl surged through him, leaving him shaken with the depth of his emotions for her. Deepening the kiss, heated desire swelled his cock to uncomfortable proportions. He pulled her into his arms, loving the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest. He ran his hands down the length of her, giving what he discovered was a very plush high ass the proper amount of attention it deserved. Fondling those sweet, plump cheeks, he pushed her back against the trunk of the tree and opened her mouth hungrily with his tongue. He could feel against his chest the hard points of her sweet tits through the fabric of her shirt and he moved one hand up to caress her, slipping under the loose neckline to brush a bare nipple with his thumb. One hand slid to her bottom and lifted her so that his erection pressed between her legs. Her low moan and galloping heartbeat told him she wanted more. And God knew, he wanted it all. Dipankar pushed her up against the trunk of the tree and ran his hands over her breasts, squeezing, kneading while their tongues tangled in a frenzy of desire. He felt drugged, out of control. Had to get her clothes off. Had to touch her skin, taste every part of her. Had to get inside her.

She gasped and as if in reflex pushed his hand away, breaking away from his kiss to cry, "Don't."

He looked down at her, dazed, but before he could react she had flung her arms around his neck again and pulled his head down, kissing him with an abandonment that left him aching and hard and hungry for her. He cupped his hands around her ass again, his fingers reveling in the firm rounded feel of her, and lifted her, grinding her against his cock, and then moved her gently back onto the high cushioned rock near the tree.

He dipped his tongue inside her mouth, stroking the tip of her tongue. Her tongue tangled with his. His memories guided him as he withdrew from her lips to plant kisses from behind her ear, down to her collarbone. He licked his way back to a particularly sensitive spot below her ear. Her head fell back, exposing her throat. His lips trailed a burning path down her throat; she twisted her head to the other side. He'd happily kiss her wherever she wanted him to. Starting at the hollow of her throat, he swept his tongue along the soft skin on her neck. A moan bubbled from her lips, and her body quivered in his arms. He repeated the process on the other side before returning to recapture her mouth in a bruising kiss. He drilled into her mouth and anchored his hips to hers, his plea blatant. She tilted back and peered up, her eyes open, the lids heavy.

At the same time, his hands massaged the outsides of her thighs for a moment, before he moved suddenly and purposefully to part and stand between them. He pressed his cock, steely and needy, against the silk of her parted legs, his lips now in her hair, then at her ear, as he whispered hoarsely, "I want you...now."

But as he inched, her skirts raised high due to the friction of their bodies and he moved his lips down, again at her collarbone, now edging down toward that aching vicinity from which she had automatically pushed his hand away a moment ago, she muttered, "Slow down," putting her hands on his shoulders to push him away.

His head lifted and he fixed her with a heated gaze. The black-gray irises of her eyes were almost completely obscured by the black pupils and her breathing was shallow. She was as turned on as he was. He knew she was. Realizing he had managed to get the skirt of her dress as high as her thighs, he reached tentatively between them.

"All right. We'll go slowly if you like, "he said.

Although, shit, she didn't seem to need it. When his fingertips reached her panties, a thong by the feel of it, he was pleased to note she was as wet as she'd been before. Excitement sped through his body.

"I need you," his request was rough, his throat scratchy.

Arpita was sure now it was the time for fuck; she smiled for her successful attempt to seduce him. Arpita scanned the area around them, ensuring their little oasis remained private. Other than rabbits, squirrels, and the occasional birds, they were alone. The sun filtered through the branches of trees creating a patchwork of shade. Earth and aroused male were the two scents strong enough to interest her. Her hands trembled as she reached out for uncle's shirt, her fingers fumbling with the snaps. She wanted to make him realize the truth which smashed down a barrier that existed between them. She still had plenty to explain, to apologize for; she had waited long enough for hours. Arpita ran her hands over his chest, stopping to rub his small brown nipples into hard little pebbles before she tipped forward to sample a taste of his flesh. She followed each brush of her lips with a flick of her tongue and a gentle bite, elated when he sucked in his breath, hissing through his teeth. Encouraged, she worked her way first across his very fine upper chest and then down the middle toward his taught belly. His muscles tightened beneath her fingers as she made her way down his body until she kneeled in front of him.

She pressed her body close. Her nipples beaded into hard little points, drilling his chest. She began to pant, stuttering every so often, the aftereffect of crying for such a long time. She peeked up through her lashes. She raised her hands as high as she could reach, and in a slow, sensual glide, raked her nails down his stomach. He quivered, delighting her with a lusty male groan. He explored her warmth as though they had all day. His mind raced with a variety of things he wanted to do, but at that moment his moral consciousness warned him what he was doing with an innocent girl who was like a daughter to him. The girl was teen and innocent but he only ignited the fire of lust inside her and naturally, she was sexually excited now. He was a mature man, was it proper for him to exploit a teen alone in the jungle whose growing up he had seen for so many years! No, it was wrong and he put his mental brakes immediately, not wanting to take any risk with her. He didn't blame her as any teen could feel the sexual excitement under these circumstances after being closely intimated and touched by a male person. He closed his eyes and willed his throbbing cock to go down. Feeling it soon, he sobered from this intoxication for not letting this happen again, he pushed her away to separate himself from her. He could see how red and swollen her lips were made by him. Her desperate eyes were staring at him in a bewildering and surprising manner.

Dipankar shook his head, "No dear, we shouldn't cross the boundary, you are like my little daughter. This was a mistake. We'll both regret it as soon as we walk out from here. "

Arpita was so disheartened that she felt as if somebody had poured in cold water to a hot iron cauldron. As if the high rising waves all of a sudden ebbed away. But she immediately changed the expression of her face as a normal, sweet-looking innocent girl. Without thinking anything else, she planned for her next attempt.

Arpita said," Sorry, Uncle, I have never felt like it before, you are the first male who kissed me like this. I have never been so close with any male other than you."

"Don't worry dear! It happened because you have attained an age where you need a boy of your age. You must have a boyfriend in your college. Honey, Haven't your boyfriend kissed you?" Dipankar asked.

Now she frowned, "I don't have one neither Bipasha has one," She saw the question in his eyes and went on, "My friends in college have them and all they seem to talk about is how much trouble boys are. I mean they always want to... do things..."

Dipankar smiled and said, "Of course they do honey, that's what boys are made for. They see a beautiful filly like you and they want to do those things. It's perfectly normal."

"But I don't think I'm ready for that, I am still a child now and I don't want to do this with anybody only for pleasure," she complained, "And besides, I don't know how to act around boys. I mean they want to do things and they want girls to do things to them and... I don't know what all. All I know is that I feel stupid even talking to a boy. I've been out on three occasions with boys and I didn't have fun on any of them because I didn't know how to act."

Suddenly she was teary-eyed and sniffling. Dipankar reached out and put his arm around her, pulling her against him. She snuggled in and moaned, "I need lessons or something."

Suddenly she turned her face to Dipankar. "You!" she yipped, "You could give me lessons on what to do with a boy. Oh please, Uncle Dipankar, pleeaase."

Dipankar considered it for a minute. The idea was quite nice, but he knew it wouldn't work, "I don't think so Honey."

She began to argue and Dipankar insisted, "You're young and I'm old, and it wouldn't be right. I'd have to touch you and you'd have to touch me and society says you're too young for that."

"But Uncle, a few moments ago, we both were touching each other!" exclaimed Arpita.

"That was wrong and that happened due to sudden impulse of both of us, "explained Dipankar.

"So what? Once again you can touch me for a learning purpose, "she said in a cool voice.

She bristled, "I don't care what society says. I'm almost a woman, and I don't care how old you are. I trust you Uncle Dipankar and I wouldn't mind it one bit if you touch me again," She glared at him, "Oh please, Uncle Dipankar. You don't have to do anything you don't want to and if I get scared or nervous I'll tell you about it. But guys keep asking me out and I keep making up excuses not to go because I just know I'll do or say something stupid and they'll laugh at me."

There were tears in her eyes again. Dipankar melted. She was so beautiful, so fresh, and so innocent. He kissed the tears in her eyes and hugged her. Her arms went around his neck. When he pulled back, all he could see was her serious gaze and her ruby plump lips. He decided to kiss her and was suddenly lost, sinking into her being as her lips moved against his. It was a good kiss. When they broke her eyes were round and wide and she was panting.

"Wow, Uncle Dipankar. That was some kiss. Is that how I should kiss a boy?"

Dipankar smiled and said "That was nothing, honey. OK, I'll teach you a few things, but the thought of those boys pawing you makes me feel a little... I don't know... jealous maybe, so I don't want you to go too far with any of them unless I think you're ready. OK?"

"Whatever you say" she bubbled, "Can we start now?"

"Not now dear, I will teach you at right time and in the right moment, but before that, we have to move towards the stream to catch more chameleons, "said Dipankar.

They went ahead through the rising forest and the solid bamboo slopes, and then the heavy forest again, sculptured into peaks and hollows until they crossed, and hills sloped down and then another plain, hot now, and purple-brown, bumpy with heat and Dipankar looking back to see how Arpita was following him. The soft green of the Sal trees seemed to draw them in as they traveled silently. As they traveled through the jungle, Arpita thoroughly enjoyed the bright-colored butterflies that flapped through the shafts of sunlight, and the gaily plumed, raucous voiced parrots and macaws. There was a great flow of monkeys too, who fled to the topmost branches, chattering vociferously. Then there were other mountains dark ahead

Then they went into the woods and followed a trail that led to the logging road that ran back into the hills. It was much lighter on the logging road as the timber was cut away on both sides. Two hundred yards down the hillside the dense forest of Sal trees line stopped. Then it was the sweet fern, growing ankle-high, to walk through, and clumps of pines; along with undulating country with frequent rises and descents, sandy underfoot and the country alive again. Dipankar kept his direction by the sun. He knew where he wanted to strike the stream and he kept on through the pine plain, mounting small rises to see other rises ahead of him and sometimes from the top of a rise a great solid island of pines off to his right or his left.

"Arpita, after some time, we will reach the stream, we can take rest for a while there," Dipankar said.

Arpita broke off some sprigs of the heathery sweet fern and put them under her pack straps. The chafing crushed it and she smelled it as she walked. She was tired and very hot, walking across the uneven, shadeless pine plain.

At any time Dipankar knew he could strike the stream by turning off to his left. It could not be more than 100 meters away. For some time as they walked there was a sight of one of the big islands of pine standing out above the rolling high ground, they were crossing. There was no underbrush in the island of pine trees. The trunks of the trees went straight up or slanted toward each other. The trunks were straight and brown without branches. The branches were high above. Some interlocked to make a solid shadow on the brown forest floor. Around the grove of trees was a bare space. It was brown and soft underfoot as they walked on it. This was the overlapping of the pine needle floor, extending out beyond the width of the high branches. The trees had grown tall and the branches moved high, leaving in the sun this bare space they had once covered with shadow. Sharp at the edge of this extension of the forest floor commenced the sweet fern.

They slipped off their packs and lay down in the shade. Arpita lay on her back and looked up into the pine trees. Her neck and back and the small of her back rested as she stretched. The earth felt good against her back. Arpita looked up at the sky, through the branches, and then shut her eyes. She opened them and looked up again. There was a wind high up in the branches.

Then they came down a hillside covered with stumps into a meadow. Then, suddenly emerging from the depths of the tangled jungle, they came upon both in satisfying abundance. At the edge of the meadow flowed the stream. They found themselves on the bank of a big stream, the water of which was clear and cold. Growing on both banks of this stream in profusion were oranges, pineapples, and bananas. Arpita was glad to get to the stream. There were birches along the stream and it was not only big but clear and fast, with pools where it had cut under the roots of the birches. Arpita walked upstream through the meadow. Her legs were soaked with the dew as she walked. After the hot day, the dew had come quickly and heavily. The only sound coming nearby was the murmuring of stream and kingfishers and storks swooping low over the rocky stretch of the stream. It was too fast and smooth. The stream was around 30 feet wide armored with rocks and pebbles.

"Uncle, the surface of the water is not deep, it would be hardly below my knees, neither I can take bath nor swim here," said Arpita.

"Don't worry dear! This part is downstream flowing towards the river near tribal villages where it has merged. But the origin of this stream is some meters above, a little distance from here where a waterfall is there falling from a small rock mountain and the ground where it is falling, it has made a small basin of water which resembles like a big swimming pool with clear water which is called Plunge pool. This plunge pool has water up to your chest level. If you stand, your feet could touch and feel the surface ground. A person can swim easily there even a person who doesn't know swimming also cannot drown there," Dipankar explained.

"No, uncle, I am a good swimmer and after catching chameleons, I want to take bath and swim there, "her face beamed with joy.

At the edge of the meadow, Arpita looked down the stream at the trout rising. They were rising to insects coming from the swamp on the other side of the stream. The trout jumped out of the water to take them. While Arpita walked through the little stretch of meadow alongside the stream, trout had jumped high out of water. Now as she looked down the stream, the insects must be settling on the surface, for the trout were feeding steadily all down the stream. As far down the long stretch as she could see, the trouts were rising, making circles all down the surface of the water, as though it were starting to rain. The ground rose, wooded and sandy, to overlook the meadow, the stretch of stream, and the swamp. Arpita could see two Kingfishers circling above the stream; they must have wings to stay up so long. Iridescent (brilliant of color) kingfishers flashed by in a flurry of blue and gold, using the stream as a superhighway. Apart from the plunking of trout and the thrumming of wings, in the side water of the stream, she could see two strokes preying on trouts. It was convent quiet at the bottom of the stream, a haven of peace and solitude. She bent and looked straight to the clear water and looked at her reflection, "You've got to do this now with uncle. This is your only chance here, If you leave here you won't get it done," she talked to her reflection.

The sun was just up over the hill. There was the meadow, the stream, and the swamp. There were birch trees in the green of the swamp on one side of the stream and the other side was laden with fruits. She could see the sprouting of red and yellow pineapples from the ground along with the branches weighed down with full of oranges about to touch the ground. Then she could see nearby a lot of banana trees where the stems were hanging with green as well as yellow ripe bananas. The stream was clear and smoothly fast in the early noon. Down about two hundred yards were three logs all the way across the stream. They made the water smooth and deep above them. The meadow was wet with dew and Arpita wanted to catch grasshoppers for bait of chameleons before the sun dry the grass. She found plenty of good grasshoppers. They were at the base of the grass stems. Sometimes they clung to a grass stem. They were cold and wet with the dew, and could not jump until the sun warmed them. Arpita picked them up, taking only the medium-sized brown ones, and put them into the bottle.

"Come Arpita and see," Dipankar called from the side of the stream.

There were a few big trees with shrubs near the side of the stream. Arpita could see uncle sitting on a small rock and signed her to come nearer him. She rushed towards him and then she could see a lot of chameleons hopping around the branches of the trees. Due to rustle sounds on dry leaves caused by her feet, some of them vanished to nearby bushes and the other few were raising and bobbing their heads towards them.

"Uncle from this distance, I cannot take their photographs clearly. To lure them, I have brought some baits of grasshoppers if they would come near to us, "she suggested.

"That's a good idea. The Chameleons aren't active predators, but they need to eat regularly. Although they nibble on vegetation occasionally, they primarily feed on insects. This means they need a high density of bugs around them. Put the grasshoppers there so that other chameleons could come. Bring the bottle and place the grasshoppers there, "he said.

Arpita went near to the tree and opened the bottle. He placed 4/5 nos of grasshoppers on the ground near the trunk of the tree. The grasshoppers couldn't fly away due to their wet wings. Her idea worked, 3 nos of Chameleons noticed the grasshoppers and came down near the grasshoppers. One was in green color, the next one was brown and the third one was in dark purple.

Dipankar whispered, "Take maximum snaps as you can, this is the opportunity."

Arpita started taking snaps from various angles, she was very happy as their mission was successful. After taking maximum photographs, she picked out her notebook and started jutting down their various behaviors.

She asked, "Uncle, how could these chameleons be in three different colors?"

Dipankar went on explaining, "Though many lizards can change color, these chameleons have made art, as we see them go from brilliant yellow through shades of green and brown, all the way to dark purple. The chameleons can change the structural arrangement of the upper cell layer by relaxing or exciting the skin, which leads to a change in color, they found. For instance, a male chameleon might be in a relaxed state when it's hanging out on a branch and in an excited state when it sees a rival male. They can change color rapidly and the primary purpose of color change is for communication with other chameleons and for controlling body temperature by changing to dark colors to absorb heat. (Brown to red). A change can occur in as little as 20 seconds. The Chameleons are born with special cells that have a color or pigment in them. These cells lie in layers under the chameleon's outer skin. Scientists believe that chameleons change color to reflect their moods. By doing so, they send social signals to other chameleons. For example, darker colors tend to mean a chameleon is angry. Lighter colors might be used to attract mates. Some chameleons also change colors to help their bodies adjust to changes in temperature or light. For example, a chameleon that gets cold might change to a darker color to absorb more heat and warm its body. However, only adult male chameleons change color, especially when they see a rival male chameleon they want to chase away or a female to attract. "

After eating the grasshoppers, all of them jumped to a nearby bush and vanished.

Then all of a sudden Dipankar whispered, "Ssshhhhhhhhhh, I could see two chameleons, most probably one male and another one female on the branch of the tree. I guess they are going to mate with each other."

Dipankar went near to the tree and there was a small rock lying under the tree, he sat there and closely watched above. A curiosity arose in the mind of Arpita and she felt a sensation in her body when she heard the word 'mating'. She went near to uncle but couldn't see anything.

"Uncle, I cannot see them from here but you can only see them, I have to take photographs, "she said in a displeasing tone.

"From that angle, you cannot see them. You have to come behind me, look through my shoulder then only you can see them, "replied Dipankar.

Arpita stood behind uncle and bent down her body. Then she could only see one of them, the other one was hidden in the leaves of the tree.

"Uncle, I could only see one of them. The other one is hidden from this angle. Do you mind if I put my head on your shoulder?" she asked.

"Not at all dear!" he smiled.

Arpita put her entire body weight on his back and put her chin on his shoulder. Dipankar could feel the softness of her breasts pressed against his body.

"Yes, now, I can watch them clearly, "she said with a pleasing voice.

Both of them watched a small green lizard stalking another small green lizard on the branch about six feet away from them. The stalking lizard was coming up on the other one from behind, moving forward very slowly and very cautiously, and when he came within reach, he flicked out a long tongue and touched the other one's tail. The other one jumped around, and the two of them faced each other, motionless, glued to the branch, crouching, staring and very tense. Then suddenly, they started doing a funny little hopping dance together. They hopped up in the branch. They hopped backward. They hopped forwards. They hopped sideways. They circled one another like two boxers, hopping and prancing and dancing all the time. It was a queer thing to watch.

Dipankar whispered, "Arpita, I guess it is some sort of a courtship ritual they are going through before mating."

Arpita kept very still, waiting to see what was going to happen next. Then she said, "Uncle, I want to take snaps of their every action but I cannot take from here by standing and bending. I feel very inconvenient even I feel little pain on my backside due to the constant bending of my body. There is no alternative unless I sit on your lap. You will go on explaining otherwise I cannot know their body language and simultaneously I could take photographs also."

"Sitting on my lap? "A bewildering expression flickered in his eyes.

"Yes, on your lap, do you have any problem? Cannot you bear my weight on your lap?" asked Arpita in a cool voice.

"No. It's okay. Just sit on my lap," Dipankar glanced down at her two white legs protruding from her knee-length skirts.

Arpita gingerly sat on his lap. He widened his two legs to make space for her. She moved her skirt a little out from under her, and he could see a flash of her pink thong panties. Then Arpita placed her thong-clad ass on his crotch area. Her ass was rested on top of the crotch area of his pants. Her soft little ass was warm. She adjusted a little causing his dick to jerk. Dipankar held her waist and she rocked her ass a little for her convenience to sit comfortably. Dipankar felt he was going to be crazy. This girl and her movements were so filled with lust and yearning. He tried to divert his mind and attention as he was already successful to resist his urge and temptation due to close intimation of her body touch in woods a few hours before.

He became acutely aware of the shape of her body against him. Two buttons of her loose shirt at the top were already unbuttoned which allowed him a bird's eye view of her perfect cleavage. He could almost see the faint outline of a nipple near the outline of the cup of her bra through the top of her unbuttoned shirt. Arpita adjusted to try to get more comfortable and he could feel the crack of her ass lightly trace his cock. Dipankar knew she didn't intend for it to do so, she was just too innocent. Plus, she and he didn't have that kind of relationship which he made clear to her in the woods. Arpita looked at him like her papa. How could he betray her trust? So he tried to focus his concentration on the chameleons.

"Uncle, it is too hot here, "she said and unbuttoned two more buttons of her shirt.

Then both could see the male chameleon slowly grabbing the tail of the female and both were still in that position. Arpita's heart was beating fast what would be next? But there was no movement from either side of the chameleons.

It had been about ten minutes, but the warmth and softness of her body against him were too distracting. She was taking snaps of the two chameleons from different angles resulting in her body was moving frequently. As she moved more to adjust her ass on his crotch area often, it was creating awkward friction between her ass and his crotch area, and her body melted into his; the closeness felt amazing. His cock was getting harder and pushing up along her crack toward her pussy. Luckily the tension in his briefs was keeping his cock from pressing fully into her crack; otherwise, he was sure she would feel it.

All of a sudden she said, "Uncle, I have a problem, something is biting me under the flesh."

Dipankar was shocked. Oh my God! The girl must be feeling his erect cock on her naked flesh.

"What!" he exclaimed.

"I think that is the prong, the pointed portion of your belt, "she said coolly.

He was relaxed, "Dear, just stand up for a while, I will unbuckle my belt."

When Arpita disengaged from his lap and stood up, she glanced towards his crotch area and found a big bulge there. She smiled for her victory. With back towards her, he unbuckled his belt but at the same time, he unhooked his pants and pulled his briefs down past his knees. But hardly was he aware of the fact that from her side glance Arpita was watching his action and was smiling. He zipped his pants making free his erect cock just below the zipper and sat on the rock.

"I think, now it would be ok. Dear, you can sit comfortably, "he said and spread his legs.

Arpita sat on him and now she could feel the cylindrical shape of his cock directly on her naked flesh as her ass was grinding against his cock. After some time, she whispered, "Uncle, see, the male is moving slowly on the top of the female."

Both of them could see slowly the male mounted on the female. Dipankar whispered, "Now, their mating will take place."

Then they saw once properly mounted, the vent of the bulged area underneath the tail of the male chameleon opened, and a pink and fleshy organ like a small stick of match popped out. At the same time, a small slit was opened under the tail of the female, and the mounted male without delay inserted the fleshy stick inside the hole under the tail of the female.

Arpita felt a twitch inside her pussy. The scene was so erotic that Dipankar's cock was almost completely hard, and the pressure buildup felt like he could explode. Arpita could feel his throbbing cock beating near her ass crack. She lifted her ass a little above and sat above his erect cock as if to adjust her seat and felt that his erect cock was nestled within her ass crack. My God! This girl was crazy, what was she doing? Dipankar was on the verge of ejaculating but he controlled himself because it would be a sheer embarrassment for him. Dipankar needed some distraction or he would go crazy as the warm ass was grinding against his cock. It would be better to start some conversation with her.

"Arpita, take some photographs of their copulation," he said.

"Yes, uncle, I am taking, "she said and started taking some snaps.

Then she asked, "Uncle, what's the name of that stick-like pink fleshy thing of the male?

"Dear, I told you the name near the barn when we caught those two chameleons but you forgot so soon. Note down the name. This pink fleshy thing is the penis of Chameleon, but they have two penises as I told you earlier. These reproductive organs are called Hemipenes which become moist during their copulation. They are located just under and on either side of the male chameleon's vent which is called cloacal opening under the tail. Many male lizards and some other reptiles like snakes have hemipenes."

They saw the male chameleon after inserting its organ was still without body movement over the female.

"Uncle, how much time they will remain in this position?"Arpita further asked.

"The copulation between the two can take anywhere from ten to thirty minutes. Once done the male leaves the female and both the male and female go out to search for another potent.

Actual mating can last anywhere from around 10 minutes to around 45 minutes. Many times, the male will try and mate again (and sometimes, again and again). As long as the female goes along with it and doesn't show gravid coloration. Now they will not move from their place. You can take photographs comfortably, "said Dipankar.

He immediately noticed her long perfectly smooth legs. Her hands had risen to either side to hold the camera and take snaps from different angles and her skirt was now riding high up on her thigh. The top portion of her shirt was virtually opened with exposure of her black bra making her perfect cleavage even deeper. It already took all his willpower not to grab her juicy breasts with one hand, hoist her up with the other, and fuck her right here. He closed his eyes.

"Uncle, I have finished my photographs and there is nothing to do more except wait for the end of their copulation. Isn't it funny that these lizards and reptiles have two organs whereas animals and human beings have one organ! "she smiled.

"How did you know that animal has one organ?" asked Dipankar.

"I have seen a dog doing that thing to a bitch near our house and it had a long pink thing, "she replied innocently.

Ohh my God! This girl was so innocent that she might not have heard or understood the meaning of words like'fucking', 'cock', ' cunt' and 'pussy'except'penis'and 'vagina' he thought.

"I am glad that you have some general knowledge, "smiled Dipankar.

"Uncle, now we have nothing to do anything except wait for the ending of the copulation of these lizards. So, in the meantime, why don't you train me and teach me what you promised me in the woods? Uncle, I am very much afraid of the boys of our college as I have heard they take some of my friends to a lonely place and do those sex things. Please train me how to deal with them and tell me the details of their doing those things with girls for my precautions, "asked Arpita in a simple voice.

Then further she said, "Wait uncle, it would be better if I sit facing you so that I should listen carefully to what you say even it would be easier for you to demonstrate me by touching me, "she said and got down from his lap.

Then Arpita climbed again by straddling her two legs on either side of his thighs, encircling his waist with her two hands, and pushed herself forward with such a force that his erect cock was nestled just at the entrance of her pussy, and then she kissed him on his lips. Dipankar remained silent for a moment then thought really this girl was completely ignorant about sex although she was fingering herself to satisfy her sexual urges. If he did not apprise of the details of sex, definitely this girl would be exploited and end in fucking by some boy of her college.

"Boys will be ready to do sexual things when they first pick you up for your date. But you shouldn't just jump right into that. Sex can be a wonderful thing, but you need to have some feelings for each other before you go that far. So the first thing you should do is get to know each other."

She nodded and he went on, "Talk about all kinds of things. Ask him questions about himself and he'll talk for hours. Talk about movies you liked and didn't like, whether he likes cars, jobs, all that kind of thing. Probably the first thing you should do physically is a dance with him. "

He took Arpita in his arms and began to sway back and forth. She put her arms around him and pressed her body against his. She felt so soft and warm. Her pointed breasts were pressing into his chest and he started to get hard again. He dropped his hands to her buttocks and pulled her towards him resulting in his erect cock was touching the entrance of her pussy.

Arpita giggled and said, "Like this, touching each other's body closely."

"But when both of your bodies touch each other intimately, the boy may indicate to take a privilege to touch any part of your body and the decision is yours to allow him or not, "he said.

After a few more minutes of this, all the friction, body heat, and pressure added up, and he couldn't think straight anymore. His body started acting on its own. First, he gently set his right hand on her right thigh. God, her skin was so soft. He lightly wrapped his left arm around her skinny waist and pulled her tight against his body. Arpita stirred slightly, and he quickly relaxed his grip around her waist. She relaxed again and slumped her body against him. He held this position with his arm around her waist, and his hand on her right thigh for a while, just enjoying the feel of the young girl pressed against him. He used his left hand to softly massage along her flat stomach, slowly rising higher and higher until he reached her under boob.​