Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

Arnab took her to the toilet and made her sit on the seat. In a stammering voice, she said, "Uncle, you can leave now."

In an expressionless face and with a cool voice he said, "I think I will stay, I'm not taking any chances in your state."

Debika had a strong urge to pee and at that time she did not care, she had to go then, so she peed right in front of her uncle. As she was peeing, she spread her knees apart exhibiting her hairy pussy before uncle and she had never been so embarrassed in her entire life. Arnab heard the hissing sound and he was startled and unintentionally his face moved towards the sound and he could see the gushing out of the thick yellow stream between two darkish pink lips surrounded by dense black hairs. As he felt a stir in his cock he moved away from his face from her. When she was done, he took some toilet paper and handed it over to her and she wiped her pussy clean.

"Now, put on your panties," he ordered.

Balancing herself by holding the shoulder of her uncle, she put on her panties but by that time she lost her balance and her hand went to the knob of the shower and the shower was turned on. All of a sudden, a spray of water gushed out from the showerhead and sprayed on her. She was completely drenched by shower water. Arnab rushed and turned off the knob. Her sari had clung to her in such a way that it was revealing every curvature of her voluptuous buxom body. Her breasts and hips had come to their full prominence. Due to the untied saree, her pallu had slid down from her good-looking attractive breasts.

The blouse she wore was also light white-colored and had become completely see-through. The straps of her bra were revealed clearly. Since she had worn netted bra the roundness of her plump fleshy breasts were distinct. Her nipples were clearly visible through her wet netted bra and the thin fabric of her blouse that had badly stuck to her breasts. Her pointed nipples were also looking distinctly. The outline of her body had distinctly come to the fore. The roundness of her breasts and hips was 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. Arnab could not take his eyes off her sexy body. The pallu of her sari had fallen down. She was wearing a very low-cut blouse. The two upper buttons were left open. She was looking very much tempting and inviting. Much of the roundness and curvature of her breasts were exposed.

Arnab was getting aroused. He held her by her waist and made her sit on the floor of the bathroom supporting her back on the wall. Despite being drenched, Debika just felt the coolness of the water and her head was still reeling and she was still under the influence of wine.

She was not fully conscious and her eyes were closed. After a few moments, she was drifted into a deep sleep on the floor of the bathroom. Arnab felt a swell of sympathy for the girl. He couldn't leave her to remain like this in those wet clothes. She needed to clean up and she was not in a position to do it herself. He had no other option except to do it himself. He picked up a towel which was tugged inside the bathroom. He dipped the towel in a bucket full of water making it just a little damp and set out to first wipe her brows and face clean. He cleaned her chin and the corners of her mouth tenderly, wiping away small specks of mud and dirt.

Debika was wearing the white blouse which was half-buttoned on its lower portion and her bra was peeping out under the blouse. Arnab knew he had no option but to remove both these garments if he wanted to clean her up. He slowly unbuttoned the lower portion of her blouse with care making sure that his hands were steady and only touched the buttons. As he removed the last button, he held the two halves of the blouse in his hands and opened it out slowly. Her two slender arms were bare and he could see a patch of black hairs under her armpits. Out of curiosity, he put his nostrils there and sniffed, he could feel an erotic and pungent smell emitting from her armpits and he could feel his cock getting hard. She was wearing a cream-colored net bra which was holding her round and compact breasts which he had seen from distance in his hiding place while she was sucking the cock of that tribal boy. Arnab knew she was a big-breasted girl and her breasts were just a little further down her chest than normal.

Now, as he looked at them ensconced in her bra, they looked very cute and compact, like small watermelons. They tended to be a little conical than a perfect circle and only a big round swell was visible above the cups of the bra. Through the thin material of the bra, he could see small perfect circles of areolas, and her nipples were small and puffy too and perfectly shaped. Arnab took the damp towel and started wiping her midriff, her throat, and the exposed area above her bra. Her throat was long and perfectly shaped. Her skin was a creamy complexion and as he wiped it clean, he saw it glowed its own.

Seeing her thus, he debated whether he should remove the bra. There was no point in cleaning up just a part of her, he told himself; at least the top of her. He looked for any signs of her waking up and found none. Her breathing was even and steady and she was literally out. Then the unusual thing happened which Arnab never expected. Due to sudden impulse, he started licking her black valley between the Bra. He slid closer and put his hands on her breasts, and gently squeezed them over her white bra. Arnab's hand slid inside the cups of her bra and he felt the magnificent swell of the palpitating breasts and at the same time, he started kissing her. Debika squirmed a little, but not much, and he sucked her warm lips, biting and nibbling them. He felt for her tongue with his, feeling her warm breath, and kissed Debika long and deep. Debika hugged him tightly in her unconscious state crushing her breasts to his chest. Debika was wearing a transparent white net bra and her nipples were hard now sexy reddish-brown nipples. Then he came to his senses what he was doing with the girl, he was there to clean her. As she was sitting on the floor supporting her back to the wall of the bathroom, he needed to turn her on her side to unhook her bra.

With his right hand, he gently held her bare right shoulder and turned her on her side, holding her waist in his left hand to prevent her from turning over completely. Thus, for the first time, his hands came into contact with her bare skin. His fingers felt the satin smoothness of her waist which was both soft and warm to his touch. He had this strong urge to let his hand wander all over her waist and belly but resisted it.

Holding her tenderly on her side, his hand reached for and unhooked the creamy-colored bra. As he slowly turned her over onto her back, he gently pulled away from her bra from her breasts. He stole a quick glance at the big, compact, tight-looking, young breasts with their proud nipples before he started wiping them gently with the wet towel. His mind was in turmoil. As he cleaned her breasts, one part of him wanted to reach out, touch, fondle and squeeze those young boobs and feel those pink nipples harden if he would roll them between his thumb and forefinger. Wouldn't that be heavenly, he thought? His inner mind said, "No, you are her guardian, she is the daughter of your best friend and you don't take advantage of an unconscious girl."

But his lust overpowered his moral consciousness for a moment as he let his fingertips brush very lightly against her young round ripe breasts and felt their heavenly touch- soft and smooth. His hand found the smooth milkiness of her flesh and slid up to grasp one large full pointed breast. A slight application of pressure revealed how incredibly tight her young boob was! Next, he gently cupped and lightly pressed them with his two hands, while keeping a constant lookout at her face for any signs of her waking up. She continued to sleep soundly. Emboldened, he gently squeezed her boobs and started caressing her nipples. Her young nipples responded automatically and they grew hard under the erotic male touch and massage. They were erect, pink delights that set him on fire. The nipples were hard as tiny plum seeds in his hands, sprouting under his harsh palms and the breasts themselves seemed to swell even larger under his warmth. He trembled like a stallion despite himself at the feel of the hot naked flesh against his palms, the hardened nipples leaping out to nuzzle into his gripping hands. God damn! She was like an oasis in heat! He squeezed the soft firm whiteness of her breasts, full and voluptuous and heaving with the rampant passion that rippled through it like hot summer lightning.

Debika pressed his hands to them subconsciously and softly moaned. Debika was returning slowly from her unconscious stage as her body was reacting. She might be in her subconscious state but her eyes were still closed. He put his hand over her nipples and rubbed them and squeezed them between his fingers. He played with her breasts sometimes. Arnab's greedily working hands found her hotly seething breasts and held them up like two succulent melons to his voraciously licking mouth. He was up on his knees on the floor sucking them hungrily, and deep gurgling sounds of intense passion came out of his bronzed muscular chest. To him, nothing else in the world existed or mattered as he squeezed and sucked and licked. Unbelievably sensual explosions, soft silent explosions, went off in the frantically moaning sub-conscious girl's flesh every time his teeth nipped teasingly at her eagerly erect nipples.

Soon he finished cleaning her chest and it was time to do the tougher task. It was now time for the most important task on hand, he had to pull the entire clothes away from her body and clean her up. Yes, he had to remove her soiled and wet saree, petticoat, and panties. He took another look at the drunken girl as if confirming to himself that she wouldn't wake up. Pushing his left hand gently under her and resting it between her shapely hips, he gently pushed her up a little simultaneously easing her saree off from her body with his right hand. The saree was already untied and was just wrapped on her body so it did not take much time to strip it out of her body. Then he pulled on the thread holding her petticoat the knot of which had tightened due to wetness. Once the thread was unfastened, he pulled out his left hand from under her. Using both hands, he gently pulled the petticoat down all the way to her feet and gently eased it off her body.

Pretty soon, her petticoat was also on the floor leaving her with just her thong panties from below her waist. When her petticoat was removed, her body revealed the absolutely bewitching sight of her flat, silken smooth bare belly with the very attractive small, circular and deep navel. His eyes stayed glued to that wonderfully erotic sight for a couple of minutes, taking in all the beauty greedily. His eyes went back, repeatedly, to the curve of her waist as it flared into her bottom. There she lay in all her naked glory, clad only a flimsy cream-colored thong panty that almost blended with her skin. Her thong panties were so flimsy that it must have left almost nothing as he was looking at her pubic muff visible through the panties. His breath quickened as he looked closely at the nearly naked body of young Debika. Her thighs were long and slender and had a toned look. They were absolutely silken smooth without any hairs. Her legs were long and shapely, like a fashion model's legs.

Arnab looked at her once again, his gaze starting with her beautiful face and traveling slowly inch by inch, all the way to her shapely and painted toes. He was overcome with a strong desire to touch her young body. She was in deep, alcoholic-induced sleep and she wouldn't know. He would just touch her very tenderly and lovingly and that wouldn't hurt her at all. Nobody, absolutely nobody would know. Who knows, he may never get such a golden opportunity again, he rationalized.

But first thing first, he started cleaning up her lower body with the wet towels; cleaning her slender thighs and slim legs and the exposed part of her bottom that was outside her panties. Once he finished the cleaning, he sat next to her on the floor and thought he was fucking Madhu and was living with her like a couple. Madhu was the own daughter-in-law of his best friend Bhashkar. When he didn't feel any moral guilty by fucking the daughter-in-law of his best friend then where was the guiltiness to touch the daughter of his best friend! Again he thought when the daughter of his best friend was being fucked by mere tribal boys then was there any harm to touching her body now? He started touching her body.

Instead, he traveled a little down and rubbed her heavenly flat and smooth belly and caressed her navel. He took his own time enjoying the tight and smooth thighs and caressing their entire length with his feathery touch. He finished his erotic touching tour of her body. Then a wild thought occurred to him. Why not remove her panties too? His thought process went something like this. When she would wake up in the late evening, Debika would realize that she was undressed and cleaned up by her uncle. How would she react? Considering the events of the last few hours, even he would tell her what he witnessed with tribal boys she would be scared that uncle would report to her parents or at least reprimand her. She would be defensive.

If he would assure her to save her modesty, she would be grateful to him for saving her from such a big embarrassment. She would also be grateful to him that he cleaned her up with such tender care (like an uncle) and removed her soiled garments. She had no way of knowing about his 'touching' her and probably wouldn't even think about it. Above all, acute embarrassment will ensure that she would keep totally quiet about the entire event.

With such strong reasoning making him doubly confident, Arnab set out to do something that was not exactly needed...remove her panties. He was now aroused as his fingers gently got hold of the elastic band of her thong panties and rolled it down her pert bottom and thighs. At the first sight of her young pussy, his cock literally jumped in his underwear. He pulled her panties down all the way and eased it out.

Now, there was a stark naked Debika before him. He couldn't avoid his eyes looking at her young naked body. His eyes moved up the beautifully tanned flesh with the breasts and lower loins whiter than the rest of her sun-browned body. With her eyes closed, the young girl's legs were spread wide out on the floor balancing herself with her back on the wall, and his face inches from her nakedly pulsating vagina, knelt in homage between them, his hotly eager eyes devouring her like a starving man who hadn't eaten in weeks. Goddamn! What a broad! The muffled cries of his conscience were long since dead and silenced.

Her mound had a trimmed, triangular dense patch of black pubic hair at the top. At the lower edge were the upper folds of her vagina shrouding her clitoris and further down her vaginal lips and the opening to her Honey Pot. Her nether lips looked absolutely smooth surrounded by dense black hair. The opening had that moist and pinkish look that sent waves of passion through him.

After such a visual treat there was no way Arnab wouldn't touch her pussy. Ensuring that she was still out, he slowly let his hand wander down to her pussy, which was hidden in a light growth of her satin-smooth pubic hair. He gently touched her young pussy with his fingers, using his lightest feather touch. He could feel the warmth of her cunt, and it was all wet and hot as he slid his finger in her vagina. As his forefinger touched her pinkish slit tenderly, her nether lips quivered a little. Arnab's finger slid a few millimeters into her juicy, hot cunt. Arnab started sucking her nipples and then kissed her on her stomach and then licked her on the belly button, all the while his finger exploring the depths of her lovely wet cunt!. After a little while, she started panting in a low whisper. He withdrew his finger fearing she would open her eyes.

Again he looked at her pussy from so close which had such a magnetic attraction that he thought he would glace on it forever in his life. He could see the soft hair-fringed vaginal slit up between her firmly rounded young thighs open like a flower, showing the tiny dewdrops of moisture that welled from deep inside the depths of her love-starved pussy. God! She was all pink and swollen, with her glistening cuntal lips wide open in invitation. Arnab was strongly tempted to kiss them but didn't dare because he wasn't sure he could stop after that. But now he had no control over himself. Mustering all his self-control, Arnab pulled out his fingers as if he were scorched. When he licked her thighs, and buried his face in her pubic hair, his tongue frantically searching for her cunt!

He separated her thighs, supporting the twin peaks with his hands, Arnab slid his rapaciously craving tongue down Debika's smooth, tautly rippling belly to the curling black pubic hair below. His tongue dug through the soft fleece-like a plow furrowing a field. He proceeded further, hunching down to get at the perfumed pink mouth of her passion-drenched wet pussy and, with a low cry of victory, his hungry mouth found the proud, ruby little lips of her cunt, slickened and moist with the excitement of her secretions. His nostrils flared as they caught the scent of her cunted fragrance, It smelled sexy and heavenly as he licked her love juices and drove his tongue deeper into her vagina, sucking and licking! he could feel and taste the soft, warm, wet walls of her cunt and he could feel her hands twisting in his hair pressing him ever inward to the hotly hidden depths of her lurching young body. In her subconscious mind, squirming in pleasure, she tightened her thighs over his head and pushed his mouth deeper into her pussy. He slid his tongue in her pussy feeling her hole and was fucking her with his tongue as she was wriggling slightly and lifting her hips to his mouth giving him her pussy as he was sliding his tongue in her hole.Now his penis was bursting, and it wanted her cunt but it was a risky affair as once she comes to her senses she would get to know the penetration inside her vagina.

He felt that his self-control was getting slipped away from him, he poised on his toes, the head of his aching cock touching Debika's eagerly throbbing pussy. He could feel her incredibly soft pubic hair--like a rabbit's fur--and the swollen, moistly slickened flesh of her fevered cuntal opening nibbling hotly at the head of his cock. God! He was going right out of his mind! There was something wildly exciting about fucking a young woman who was slightly conscious out here on the floor of the bathroom... God ... it was indescribably sensual. But he decided not to penetrate her, he would fuck her at the point of entry only. He rubbed the bulging head of his penis against her wet cunt fold of inner lips, up and down feeling her clit above which was rubbing against his knob. His velvety knob portion was only pushed inside her lips. Controlling himself to push only that portion inside his vagina in and out, he continued to do it for 5 minutes and ejaculated a heavy quantity of his cum inside her cunt. Then he spread her cunt lips and carefully splashed water inside and he crooked his two fingers inside her vagina and cleaned all of his cum from her cunt. When he was satisfied that there was no cum of him inside her, he finally cleaned the inside of her with splashing water.

He lifted her and carried her into his room. He quickly took the nightgown of Madhu and maneuvered Debika into it. He took all the soiled clothes of her from the bathroom and dumped them in the laundry basket. He gently lifted her in his arms and lay her properly on the bed with a pillow under her head. Covering her with a light sheet, he set the fan at medium speed. He started walking out of the room when he paused and turned around. He walked back silently to her bed, looked at her beautiful and innocent face, and kissed her very lightly on her forehead. The evening was approaching and the atmosphere was getting dark so he proceeded to switch on light everywhere.

The meeting was dispersed and everyone left hurriedly to join their families. It was already dark. Bhashkar headed towards the hut of Deboshree. He could not find her as her hut was deserted. Not only her hut every hut of the two villages was deserted and he couldn't find a single soul in two villages.

He looked above the sky and saw the new full moon brightly emerging from the black and white clouds and was floating above the village. He came outside of the village to witness what was going on in the nearby jungle. The moon was the only illumination with dark clouds in the sky. The cricket chirps grew louder around him and all he could see in the dark was the bright fluorescent flames dotted in the nearby jungle. From distance, It seemed as if the swarm of fireflies was roaming in the jungle with twinkling. He could easily guess that these are the bonfire lit by the tribes in various spots in the nearby jungle.

Bhashkar proceeded in that direction. When he approached nearer, he found various families liting their bonfires separately. The individual family was sitting, creating a circle with a large bonfire at the center, and were drinking the mahua wine in the leafy bowels from the earthen pot of wine. There were several leafy bowels containing wine were placed around the bonfire which was offerings to all dead persons of the family. The females were cooking the meat of wild boars and deers, other members of the family were bringing wooden sticks, small wooden logs, big dry twigs of the trees for the growth of the flames.

The fire would burn till the early morning. Waves of laughter and loud cheers were coming from the children as they were running and playing around the flame of the bonfire. The elders of the family both males and females were singing and dancing to the tunes of the flute and with the beating of drums. It was a scene to be witnessed. When he passed through them, the families greeted him and politely invited him to join with them for a drink and eating meat. Bhashkar smiled, thanked them for the invitation, and politely refused as his eyes were searching for a particular family.

At last, he found what he was searching for. It was a small family of three persons encircling the bonfire. The tribal woman Deoli, her husband, and her teen daughter Sumini. Bhashkar stopped there. On seeing him, Deoli's husband, a middle-aged tribe immediately greeted Bhashkar and invited him to join with him. With a smile, Bhashkar accepted their invitation and sat with them encircling the bonfire. Deoli's husband was already drunk. He glanced towards mother and daughter and both of them seductively smiled towards him. Deoli came and served him wine and a bowl of freshly cooked deer meat along with her husband. Her husband was half asleep. Deoli came and bent down to serve him another round of drinks, then all of a sudden Bhashkar grabbed her and she fell on his lap. Bhashkar squeezed her breast and kissed her. Deoli was very much scared and freed herself from the clutch of Bhashkar who was sitting beside Bhashkar. Thank God! he was drunk and his eyes were closed. Then Bhashkar glanced towards the teen Sumini who was cooking rice nearby, she giggled when she saw how her mother was grabbed and kissed by Bhashkar. Bhaskar's cock was getting harder when he visualized he would fuck this teen tonight inside the community hall.

After consuming a total of 5 nos of bowl full wine, Bhashkar felt intoxicated and was a little bit drunk. The time was 9.00 P.M. and the night was growing younger every moment. He could hear the loud noise of people nearby, the loud noise of songs, and the beating of drums everywhere. Bhashkar saw Deoli's husband was lying near the bonfire with his half-closed eyes. He got up and went near to mother and daughter where they were cooking rice. He went and grabbed Sumini, the teen in front of her mother, embraced her, and kissed her whole face simultaneously groping her teen breasts. Sumini, the teen was thrilled to get a male touch after a long time as Bhashkar had taken her virginity a few months before inside the hut above the river bank. Sumini could feel the rockhard cock of his on her crotch area, her nipples hardened with the touch of Bhashkar.

At this moment, her mother Deoli intervened and said, "Please Sahib, leave my daughter, my husband is nearby and he may see."

"Don't worry, he is drunk, and in the darkness, he can not see anything," he said and started groping her breasts more.

"Deoli, what's about the program of tonight? I am supposed to fuck your daughter Sumini tonight in the community hall!" he asked.

"There is a problem, Sahib!"Deoli replied in a regretted tone.

"What's that?" asked Bhashkar.

"Sahib, she is having her period," Deoli said quietly.

"Ohh, shit!"Bhashkar said in an irritating voice and felt as if someone poured water into a burning fire.

He thought for a moment and then said, "Deoli, you see tonight I want to fuck someone. You see my cock, how it is hard and throbbing. If not your daughter then you come with me, I will fuck you in the community hall."

"That is not possible tonight, Sahib. Neither I could leave from here nor I could leave my husband. He will know although he is drunk. I am very sorry, Sahib," politely she said.

Since there was no alternative, Bhashkar left the family with frustration and went ahead. He crossed his way to many families and then he found the family of Gelango and Samango, the Assistants of Deboshree. Then Bhashkar remembered he was searching for Deboshree who was supposed to go to the bungalow to meet the family but it appeared she had not gone and was with the tribes. The parents of Gelango and samango welcomed him and Bhashkar sat with them and he was served wine immediately but due to courtesy Bhashkar accepted only one bowl of wine.

Then Bhashkar asked, "Where are my niece and your two sons?"

"During the day, they were in the jungle and they returned in the evening. Now, most probably they are liting bonfire near riverside," replied their father.

After staying for a brief moment there, Bhashkar went ahead near the river bank to search Deboshree. Stars twinkled overhead in the night sky. The only sounds that punctuated the night were the crackling and spitting of the flames of the bonfire everywhere. Bhashkar walked over the riverbank and found many families liting bonfires and celebrating with joy but he couldn't find Deboshree nor Gelango and Samango. A gentle, cool breeze drifted across the forest landscape towards the riverbank, kissing the faces of the tribal children who were jumping around the fire near the riverbank. Sweet aromas of meat roasting over the flickering fire wound their way up the children's noses. Flames stood tall and proud, their sparks illuminating the dark, creating dazzling, dancing shadows on the children's eager faces. All the other elders were drinking wine, dancing, and singing songs. The children sat, watching, waiting for their dinner to be served around the bonfire.

As the night began to unfold the children after dinner sat with dazzled delight -- the stories began by the grandfathers around the bonfire as tonight was a special night and everyone has to awoke till early of the morning, till extinguishing of the fire. Bhashkar was walking along the riverbank then from distance, he could see a dark small jungle at a very low height on the bank of the river and he could see only one flame among the darkness. Bhashkar thought only one family must be lighting a bonfire in a far distance, far from the crowd. Who are they? Out of curiosity, he headed towards that side.

It was past seven o'clock in the late evening, Debika woke up after a deep sleep of 2 hours. She was still a little groggy and disoriented when she opened her eyes for a few seconds and shut them again at the invasion of the light coming out from the open door. The events of the last few hours came in a flood to her mind; like an action replay on the TV screen. Her leaving from the village with Pakul & Jojam in the afternoon, meeting her papa on the way, taking wine with them on the midway, then before reaching bungalow sucking the cocks of two brothers and getting drunks, reaching bungalow and uncle was there waiting and she fell on shrubs of flowers and uncle took her up.

Thank God, he didn't say a word and was very supportive. She remembered rushing to her bathroom for pee supported by uncle Arnab and then she couldn't remember anything. Oh, God, what a mess she made and passed out! She must be a wreck!

Debika got off the bed and walked into the bathroom and looked at the mirror. Fully awake now, she was in for a shock. The bathroom was all cleaned up and so was she! She looked at the laundry basket and saw the clothes she wore a few hours before were there. She looked at her own image clad in a nightgown, most probably it belonged to her sister-in-law, Madhu. She came out from the room but found nobody in the bungalow neither on the upper floor nor on the ground floor even the hall was deserted. Where was everybody?

Then she noticed she was sleeping in the room of uncle and there were two beds and a lot of ladies garments and other ladies essentials were present in his room. As far she remembered uncle Arnab was staying alone in this room then who was the lady occupant in his room? She was puzzled. Luckily, her small backpack was there which was kept by uncle carefully in the corner of the room. She picked out a pair of bra and panties and wore those inside the gown. Then she went to the bathroom to inspect her discarded clothes.

Someone had cleaned up the mess in the bathroom, undressed and cleaned her up, and dressed her again in her robe while she lay there passed out. Only one person could have done that --uncle Arnab! At that thought, she was flooded with shame. How could she ever look into his eyes again? Her face grew hot and red at the thought of what had happened.

Debika always prided herself that she was a cool person and not too emotional. She thought things out logically, at least most of the time. As she brushed her teeth, she calmed down and thought about it dispassionately. Did uncle have a choice? By the time she reached the bungalow, most probably all the family members were absent and out of the bungalow. They were alone in the bungalow and there were no other family members nearby. Even if someone were there, it would have been highly embarrassing for everyone. He couldn't have just left her in that pathetic condition she was, could he? He did the right thing and she was grateful for that.

Debika shut her eyes and tried to imagine the scene, Uncle Arnab removing her clothes one by one, did he look at her breasts? did he like them or did he think they were too small? More importantly, did he touch them and feel them? Her pulse quickened and her small pink nipples started hardening at these erotic thoughts. Debika had known uncle Arnab from her childhood. He would always take her and Deboshree everywhere and they would always sit on his lap. He was only his uncle she knew from her childhood. He always doted on her and he was her favorite uncle. When she was in her early teens she even had a secret crush on him. Uncle Arnab never looked his age and even today she thought he looked great tall, strong, elegant, manly, and assertive except a part grey hair on his head. He obviously removed her panties too but was that necessary? Maybe it was what was wrong with her! He obviously must have looked at her pussy. At that thought, her pulse quickened. Involuntarily, her hand went to her pussy and her fingers found her small clit and started rubbing it. Did uncle touch her pussy? Did he touch and massage her clit? Maybe he did. Maybe he even put his fingers in her and wiggled them. Maybe he even stroked her inside her pussy with his long fingers. Imagining his strong, hairy hands on her pussy and his strong male fingers in her wet cunt, Debika fingered herself to frenzy and had a mammoth orgasm.

Debika couldn't find anybody, there was complete silence and tranquility prevailed everywhere. The darkness was everywhere except a powerful bulb lighting in the middle of the hall and another bulb was lighting in the bathroom. The entire atmosphere looked like a scene from a Hollywood horror movie and Debika got scared. Debika came out from the hall and then she could see a raised flame of fire near the porch area, a little distance from there. She proceeded towards that way and when she reached there, she could see a big bonfire lighting the nearby area like daylight. Uncle was sitting on a chair before a small pyre just near the big bone fire. Another vacant chair was lying beside him.

Debika could see one raw chicken was marinated and looked red and a thin iron rod was pierced in its breast and it was lying near uncle. Uncle was holding a similar type of rod affixed with another raw marinated chicken and he was baking it over the flame of fire and turning it from time to time. Waaaooo! Tandoori chicken was her favorite dish and her mouth was full of water. Then she could see the earthen pot of wine carried by Pakul from the village and she saw some plates, glasses, and a jug of drinking water. A big and wide plastic mat was spread beside the bonfire. Two big neat towels were folded and a pillow was placed on one side of the mat. The whole atmosphere felt as if she was in the middle of a jungle around the bonfire.

Debika slowly approached near the uncle where he was sitting and baking the raw chicken in the flame. In a soft voice, she said, "Good evening, uncle!"

Arnab was so merged in his work that all of a sudden he was startled by somebody's presence. He looked at her. Debika was dressed in a pale yellow gown belonging to Madhu that did wonders for her thin figure and highlighted her flawless complexion. She wore the Grecian-style gown secured around her neck by a loose band, it draped over her curves and pooled at her feet, leaving her arms shoulders, and back bare to the hips. The black patches of her armpit hairs were peeping under her slender arms. Her dress in loose folds revealed the rounded breasts and limbs of a young woman. The full-length gown she wore clung to every curve and sported slits on both sides clear up to the hip. Debika moved toward him steadily, self-conscious in that gown that displayed the curves of a slender woman. There was a difference between a completely naked woman and a woman with seductive sexy outfits.

No doubt a woman in sexy outfits would be looking sexier than a completely naked woman. Although he had seen her completely naked a few hours before in this outfit she was looking something different like Aphrodite. Above the gown he could visualize her slender waist, whistling down from her bust, the bends of her hips, so voluptuous that he felt as if it had been carved out by the creator who sculpted out of care and feels just like a potter sculpts a vessel from raw clay. The bends of her hips and the fullness of her bosom, reminiscent of the idea of perfection. Her embroidered gown had fallen deep into the crease between her legs so that he could see the shape of her panties beneath it.

Debika had long black silky open hairs with a cute hairstyle falling on her back as smoothly as the water from a waterfall. Arnab looked at her smiling face, her white glazing teeth were sparkling between her pouting thick lips.

With a smiling face, he also greeted her, "Good evening, dear!"

He signed her to sit beside him on a chair. Debika smoothing her gown, holding the hem of her gown, sat on the chair beaming with good-humored amiable smiles.

He was coolly looking at Debika's dazzling bare shoulders reflected by nearby flaming fire. Debika possessed a character that makes her look more gorgeous. From her smile to her frown, from her looks to her simplicity, from her well-mannered speech to her sweet lilting mellifluous voice that was rich and vibrant, flowing and hauntingly pure which melts the heart of a listener. Her enchanting beauty drifted a fountain of love into his soul; pouring unto him from heaven's brink when he saw her bright twinkling warm eyes full of beauty staring back at him as though to pierce his very soul and derive his thoughts and feelings. Arnab wondered when saw the difference between a drunken Debika is and a sober Debika of now, she was perfect to him.

"Our dinner is ready, two chicken tandories for us," Arnab said after completion of baking two chickens on the flame.

"Waaaoooo, so nice! Chicken tandoori is my favorite dish," she said then she asked, "Uncle, where are the others?"

Arnab explained to her in detail the visit of Govt. officials in the afternoon and how the entire family had left for the town. Then he said, "I was expecting Deboshree along with you, even I told your father to send her immediately as soon as he reaches the village but my daughter didn't turn up, maybe she is engaged in some important matter. Thank God! I am not alone, at least you are with me."

"It is unfortunate that when I left for bungalow Deboshree was not available," replied Debika.

Then she asked, "Uncle, I see a few changes in your bedroom. I saw all the belongings of my sister-in-law, MadhuBhabhi in your room. Is she staying with you in your room?"

"Yes, there few changes recently due to rain and sipping of rainwater in the roofs of upstairs," he said and explained to her the details of problems occupation of family members together in different rooms.

Further, she asked, "Uncle, what's this all about? Tonight, Tribes are doing this bonfire but why are you doing this?"

"Debika, as you know, our forefathers have developed from this jungle only. We are who we are only due to the grace of these tribes; abide by the law of jungle and with the blessings of Goddesses Masambango, the deity of this jungle. Your father and me maybe city men but our hearts are always tribal. By liting up this bonfire, I believe our forefathers would be pleased as per tribal tradition and they would shower their blessings on our two families. This fire would burn till the early morning before the break of the day and I would sleep near the fire but before that, I have to wake past midnight with a celebration of drinking wine. Usually tonight all the tribes would drink the wine, they would dance the whole night with the tunes of their musical instruments, accompanied by songs till early morning. This is the way of celebration of this bonfire night," he explained to her.

Both of them remained silent for a moment then Debika mustered up the courage and said softly, "I am sorry uncle, for all the mess a few hours before evening, these two naughty tribal boys made me drink too much wine and well....."

"Forget it Debika, these things happen, only be careful to avoid too much drinking because this mahua tribal wine is very strong, highly intoxicated and a young girl like you shouldn't take this kind of wine too much because it can drive you to do all types of crazy, nasty, and obscene things as I have seen you doing it with the boys under that banyan tree," said Arnab in a cool voice.

Debika was so shocked to hear it that she jumped to her feet and with a trembling voice asked, "Are you there the whole time witnessing everything that we three were doing under the tree?"

"Unfortunately dear, I was walking on that side and saw three of you sitting under the tree. I wanted to know why you people were sitting there! I went closer and saw you all drinking wine and I didn't mean to disturb you and I was about to leave then I saw you doing all the obscene things with those two tribal boys. Don't misunderstand me my dear niece as you are also like my daughter and I don't blame you for that because I feel that happened only due to heavy intoxication of that wine. Further, I believe that those two wicked tribal boys must have corrupted the innocent mind of yours and induced you to make those bad things. Dear, I suppose I just want it to be clear what I am saying," he said in a soft voice.​