Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

Searching out the solid muscles of his ass, she raked her fingers lightly over them. He tasted even better than the kiss. The hard flavor of the mahua wine mingled with his natural tribal breath and the taste that was distinctive of an aged tribe. His tongue slid gently over hers, the touch like a kiss, first gentle then demanding, and urged her to dance with him in erotic invitation. His fingers threaded through her hair and tilted her head one way then another to give him a better angle. He probed deeper, more possessively. Deboshree melted against his muscular body, her breasts pressed to his chest, nipples tingling. She could go on kissing him forever.

One hand slid easily down her back to cup her ass, pulling her against his groin where she felt the hard ridge of his cock. His large cock. Immediately, she felt the pulse in her pussy come to life and her pussy dampened with the liquid of her arousal. In fact, it seemed every pulse point in her body suddenly pounded with the ferocity of a jungle drum. Her surroundings disappeared along with any rational thought as he kissed the life out of her. His mouth was warm, his tongue scorching, and all she wanted was to become part of him. When he lifted his head, breaking the kiss, she blinked, dazed, bewildered. He cupped her cheeks lightly and tasted her lips with the tip of his tongue then traced a line along her jaw, down her neck, across to the pulse beating at the hollow of her throat. The touch of his mouth there sent shivers skating along her spine.

"Let's get this saree top off, shall we?" His voice still had that low, thick, heated sound.

Deboshree reached for the hem to pull the top of her saree over her head, but Lathango gently brushed her hands away. "Let me. Please."

Her father-in-law kept aside the upper cloth of the saree from her shoulder. He closed in and his hands came around her slim whiteness from behind to crush the full white breasts cruelly. His aching prick was buried in the fullness of her quivering buttocks, and it beat there impatiently as his hotly working hands manipulated her warm, fleshy tits.

Gripping his forearms, she tilted her head back to give him better access and was rewarded with the brush of his tongue across the upper swell of her breasts. When he pulled one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, sucking it, she couldn't help the little moan that escaped. The nipple throbbed, and her breast ached with painful need. He brought both hands up to cup her breasts in his palms, and she leaned into his touch, wanting more. Lathango flexed the muscles against her touch and moved his mouth to places she'd never even thought of as erogenous zones—the inside of her wrist and elbow, the ridge of her collar bone, the underside of her jaw. Then he pressed a deep kiss to her navel. He moved his mouth so lightly and softly over the tummy and the sensitive crease where her hip and thigh joined, dropping her into a cloud no more substantial than cotton candy.

Her father-in-law Lathango was very soft and gentle she thought as she heard him saying, "My dear daughter-in-law, why don't you remove your saree completely from your body?"

Deboshree obliged her father-in-law and became completely naked. His rough hand came near to the silken skin between her two legs and he used the thumb and widespread fingers of his left hand to hold the trembling cunt cheeks apart then tentatively pressed his fingertip at the little brown inner opening lips. Deboshree, squealing loudly, tensed her buttocks together in a desperate, but futile, effort to escape this unnatural invasion. Then, with one relentless thrust, his thick worming finger popped through the tightly clenched opening and sank hotly up to the first knuckle.

"Aaaaaaggghhhh," she gasped, breathing heavily and in pain, as she flexed her cunt cheeks.

"We going to fuck all night ... my daughter-in-law ... fuck and fuck and fuck ... you and me ..." said Lathango.

Lathango worked two fingers up inside her heatedly flooding cunt and curled them inward in the viscous hollow between her wide-spread legs. He felt her attempt to back away from his fingerfucking hand.

"Ooohhhhhh ... Nnnnoooooo ..." Deboshree sobbed as slowly she felt a wonderfully warm lassitude creeping unwontedly through her from his experienced fingers fucking into her front. Her sweltering fingers were firing up under his skillful probing and her clitoris was quivering erect. She could feel the torrid pleasure signals flashing and radiating out from her wetly agitated vagina. It was too much...each new thrills ... but it was unthinkable that she could feel sexual excitement with this dark, lascivious old man.

Her full ripe breasts, heavy now with growing desire, tingled and her vagina was intolerably smoldering from his lecherous manipulations as she felt him maniacally finger fucking her shamelessly aroused cuntal flesh! The finger fucking inside her was now beginning to bring her an undeniable masochistic pleasure intensified by the old man's salaciously cunning fingers! She could feel her breath coming raggedly now, but not from terror ... oh God ... she was lost and debauched beyond repair, and her mind must truly be gone to be enjoying this! Oh, it felt so good, and abruptly she wanted it to go on! The hungry, now hotly pulsating hollow between her legs was greedily drawing inward on the old man's fingers delving into her depths so expertly. Both of her desperately quivering orifices were voraciously sucking in on the dually fucking instruments within them ... sucking in, in blissful and forever rapturous enchantment.

"Haaahhhhhhh ... Oooohhhhhh ... Aaaaaa," Deboshree threw her head back and wailed like an animal.

All of a sudden, she barely realized what he was doing as he rolled her to her back, gently spread her thighs, and began kissing the soft inner skin.

"Aaaaaagggghhhh," the shrill scream of pain caught his attention and he used his hands to push her still hungrily grinding pussy away from his face.

"Mmm." His murmur was one of great satisfaction. "I can taste you already, my daughter-in-law. So sweet. So delicious."

Then in another moment he had peeled back the lips of her cunt like the petals on a flower and was licking every inch of her slit. The touch of his tongue and his hands shot sparks of electricity through her. She tried to wind her legs around his neck and draw him closer, but he settled his hands firmly on her hips and held her while he feasted on her pussy, thrusting his tongue in and out and tormenting her with the slow movement of it. When he sucked the bud of her clit into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth, she screamed out her need, begging him for release. But he was very good at this, knowing exactly how long to touch and where to caress, how deep to thrust his tongue, and where to bite gently. Her entire body was one giant ball of need, and still, he teased and tormented, skillfully taking her up one layer at a time. At last, he thrust his tongue far inside her and moved one hand to rub her clit as he did so. The orgasm hit her with full force, every nerve singing, and every muscle clenching. He pinched her clit, sending her even higher, his so very educated tongue licking the inside of her pussy like a thirsty cat. She tightened around it, bowing her hips as spasm after spasm rocked her.

Deboshree was shaking with the enormity and the surprise and the inability to understand these people. The moment he put her hand on his obscenely distended penis, she cunningly resorted to subterfuge by clasping the lurid bulge and pretending to make an effort to get his loincloth open. The old man was so enchanted with this that he tried to help her with his other hand. He caught her mouth in a deep kiss, his familiar tongue wetly sliding deep into her open mouth while his hands kneaded the fleshy fullness of her eagerly trembling buttocks. Her hand dropped and found his massively throbbing hardness again, and she began rapidly stroking it with tightly squeezing fingers that could not encompass its girth.

Deboshree began moaning and mewling into his mouth, reaching up on her two hands to clasp him tightly to get closer to his hotly throbbing cock burning against her hotly perspiring abdomen. His penis felt deliciously wonderful--as though it were a big felt-tipped drum stick wildly pounding against her kettle drum belly. But that wasn't where she wanted it ... it was inside her that she needed it ... deep up inside her hungrily aching cunt, which was pulsing and throbbing on its own hollowness until the warmly seeping pussy juice was almost flooding down the smooth insides of her hairy inner thighs. She could actually feel the slow trickle as the hot flowing rivulets oozed down toward her knees.

"Ohhhh, God! Dear father-in-law ... fuck meeee," she moaned loudly; and her words carried to the entire compound area up to the members of the household.

Now, without delay, Lathango touched his huge knob near the entry between the lips and pushed inside. A second later, she was howling again as his invading cock began hammering its way up into the warm rubbery depths of her cunt. Soon, her strength-less body simply collapsed under his chest, and the heavy hardness wormed on in unimpeded, mercilessly hammering its way up, up, up, until it was all the way to the hilt. Once he felt his balls touch the sides of widespread cunt cheeks there was no waiting.

Within seconds the giant prick had established a punishing rhythm as they rammed in and out of the helplessly writhing young woman's cunt. He heard his daughter-in-law groan and flex her vaginal muscles with what he recognized as an even greater excitement. Lathango continued to madly thrust into the young daughter-in-law's wetly drenched vagina, and with every step he took, it seemed as if he was going deeper, higher up into her taut little belly. He with a smooth straw bed beneath her back could finally get leverage in the upward thrusts of his now insanely pounding cock as it drove relentlessly into the little daughter-in-law's heatedly milking cunt.

Lathango drew back, pulling the long, fat pole from her hot, silky depths, and then pushed forward again. His hands moved to her waist as he drove his dick in and out of her tight pussy. He was starting to pick up the pace, and she whimpered as his giant cock moved back and forth inside her. Deboshree could feel her body responding to his powerful thrusts. She felt awe as his immense organ pumped in and out of her astonished cunt. She could already feel another orgasm starting to build. She looked up at his face in the dim light of the room, and he wasn't even sweating yet. Her rising passion made her feel dizzy. Her skin seemed to be burning up. She opened her mouth cried with desire as her body trembled and danced on the end of his powerful cock. She tilted her cunt to a different angle so she could take his long prick even deeper. With each lunging thrust, his cockhead bounced off her cervix building and building her excitement.

Lathango was hammering his cock into her tight, hot hole as she groaned and moaned beneath him. Her body shook and thrashed in his grip, her sucking cunt trying to milk the sperm out of his balls. Her cunt shook with spasms around the long prick moving in and out as a blur. She was close to another orgasm as his plunging prick tore into her.

"Take it, my daughter-in-law! Take my cock!" Lathango gasped.

His cock pushing in and out of her now drooling twat, her cunt syrup covered their crotches and dribbled down her thighs onto the table.

Ohhhh, goddddddd!" she groaned.

"Cum! Cum around my prick! Cum for me, you bitch!" Lathango said, jamming his hips forward and skewering her with his cock. Her arms flailed, her back arched and her breasts swelled even more. She was right on the edge of another climax. She could feel it rising higher and higher to an impossible level. She felt like someone had taken her mind and flung it about like a doll. Lathango slammed into her with fast, vicious strokes, his cock a trip hammer as it sliced in and out of her. Her breasts were bouncing, her ass was bucking, her eyes wild as she came with a mind-shattering ecstatic intense climax that ripped up and down her spine.

"Uuunnnngggghhhhhhh!" she screamed at the top of her voice," Aaaarrrrgggghhh! I'mcccooommmmmminnnggg!!"

Her body went rigid and her cunt muscles clamped down hard around his fully impaled dick as she came. Her body convulsed, twitching and trembling as another orgasm ripped through her. Her cunt tightened around his prick, sucking like a voracious vacuum on his pole as he pumped inside her. Lathango closed his eyes as he tried to fight against the incessant pull of her spamming twat. He gritted his teeth, holding still as he tried to push back his cum. Lathango felt it so close, wanting to rise up and explode. Somehow, he managed to hang on, and the urge pass.

He looked down at his new daughter-in-law, Deboshree. Her eyes were blurry, her body sapped and spent. His fat prick was like an immense log between her legs, splitting her box wide open. Her cum dripped from the union of their mating and ran down the crack of her ass. She was exhausted and drained. She closed her eyes and let the last of her powerful climax wash over her.

The velvet-lined sheath of her vagina clutched at him and he felt a vibrating jolt of pleasure rip through his cock making it lurch down deep inside her seething cunt. After long fucking, Lathango could not control anymore and came very big, as he ejaculated thick loads of sperm into her cunt, pouring his thick hot sperm filling her cunt. Both of them cried out as his hot cum gushed out, feeling as if it were searing her insides. She bucked up against him, as load after a load of his hot boiling jizz flooded her insides.

A moment passed, then another, his cock finally ejaculated loads and loads of hot lava, thick sperm into her cunt. She gripped his cock, squeezed and sucked all his sperm with her cunt muscles into her, draining and emptying him. This was what she wanted, she wanted to be fucked, become pregnant that day, and he determined not to disappoint her. Deboshree breathed heavily as he ejaculated to fill her cunt with his thick sperm.

"Take it! Take all my cum!" Lathango yelled as he ground his hips against the cheeks of her ass, trying to push his cock even deeper into her hungry cunt. Huge, thick ropes of white-hot cum shot deep into her overflowing vagina. His cock continued to buck and squirt while her hot cunt sucked and pulled on the spewing giant, coaxing out more and more of his thick, hot cum. Deboshree shivered and shook under him as both their climaxes seemed to go on forever. At last, as the end of his cum spurted into her flooded hole, she collapsed and was exhausted. He lay above her, his still hard cock buried in her still clutching cunt, and his sweat-covered body cooling in the humid air of the hut.

During the planting season, Sasang would work daily on his farms from cock-crow until the chickens went to roost. He was a very strong man and rarely felt fatigue. Sasang's prosperity was visible in his household. He had a large compound enclosed by a thick wall of red earth. His own hut stood immediately behind the only gate in the red walls. Each of his three wives had her own hut, and his two grown-up sons Pakul and Jojam had one separate hut which together formed a half-moon behind his own hut. The barn was built against one end of the red walls, and long stacks of yam stood out prosperously in it. At the opposite end of the compound was a shed for the goats, and each wife built a small attachment to her hut for the hens.

When Debika opened her eyes in the morning, she found herself completely naked on the straw bed and her father-in-law was nowhere to be seen. Immediately, she woke up and covered her naked body with the small saree before anyone sees her. As she apprehended after sometimes her three mothers-in-law entered inside the hut and all of them were smiling mysteriously. Her first mother-in-law asked Debika whether she enjoyed the first night with her father-in-law and Debika nodded her head silently with her downcast eyes as she was feeling very much shy before these three tribal women who were her mothers-in-law. The second mother-in-law smiled and informed her that all of them had heard her shriek last night. The third mother-in-law informed that after breakfast it was the time to go to the farm for work which was their routine work and as she was the daughter-in-law of the household she would accompany them to the farm for work.

Deboshree woke up in the morning and found herself completely naked, the morning light was gleaming through the holes of the hut and she could see her old father-in-law lying naked beside her. She could see the long and thick cock of her father-in-law emerging out of the dense curly black forest of hair and it was twitching due to morning hardness. Deboshree shivered when she remembered how this mammoth dick had entered inside her little cunt last night. At this moment, Lathango opened his eyes and noticed his daughter-in-law staring at his huge cock with bewildering eyes; he smiled and greeted her good morning. The old tribe moved a bit and embraced his daughter-in-law tightly and kissed her softly on her lips. Deboshree didn't object as she knew about her father-in-law who was a good flute player so naturally a romantic person. In reciprocation, she also kissed him on his thick lips and cast his glance downwards; she was feeling too much shy before her old father-in-law.

At this moment, she heard the footsteps outside and knocks on the door of the hut. Lathango signed her to put on her dress and he also put on his loincloth. He opened the door and his two wives entered inside and sat beside her. Lathango smiled at her two wives and went outside of the hut. Both her two mothers-in-law inquired her if everything went well last night and Deboshree nodded her head with consent. She was feeling too shy as not only everybody in her In-laws' household but the entire folks in two villages had known the fact that she was fucked by her father-in-law last night.

Her two mothers-in-law apprised her that as per the daily routine of works, being a new daughter-in-law first she had to serve breakfast to all family members including her father-in-law, and then all of them would go to the farm for work. Deboshree politely asked her two mothers-in-law whether she could take her towel, bathing soap, and shampoo along with her so that in the afternoon, she could take a bath in the nearby stream. The two mothers-in-law happily agreed to this.

The door squeaked and Deboshree looked up to see the two boys, her two husbands, Gelango, and Samango coming through it inside the hut. She smiled and waved. They lifted their hands halfheartedly. Poor things, they looked exhausted as both the brothers had gone to their farm in the early morning for digging soil so they could sow seeds of corn.

The breakfast was served to all with hot rice and boiled vegetables on banana leaves. Apart from steaming hot rice, the leaves were laden with all the good things the tribes grew, green peas, beans, potatoes, carrots, and platters of cucumbers and red tomatoes, and a cut sprouting crisp onions. All the family members started eating happily as it was the first breakfast served by their new daughter-in-law on the first morning of the household after her arrival. Deboshree was not acquainted with such type of heavy breakfast so she took two pieces of hot cornbread and mounds of sweet butter. The men ate with silent absorption making occasional grunting noises and sighing a little. They wolfed the food as though it might be their last, their faces trickling sweat. Deboshree didn't mind their silence. The two women chatted gaily with each other and left the men to their eating. The children were chattering happily while grabbing the food.

Then Lathango went to his farm with his two wives and daughter-in-law, Deboshree. Deboshree was feeling so shy that she couldn't eye her father-in-law directly. All her three mothers-in-law had mysterious smiles on their faces as they were aware of the fact that their new daughter-in-law had a good fuck from their husband last night. Each of them carried a long cane basket, a machete for cutting down the soft stem, and a little hoe for digging out the tuber. Fortunately, a light rain had fallen during the night and the soil would not be very hard.

"It will not take us long to harvest as much as we like," said the first wife of Lathango.

"But the leaves will be wet," said the youngest wife.

The second wife's basket was balanced on her head, and her arms folded across her breasts. She felt cold. "I dislike cold water dropping on my back. We should have waited for the sun to rise and dry the leaves."

Deboshree was silently following them.

The scorching heat of the late afternoon sun was still blazing hot and was piercing the soft skin of Debika as she was not acquainted with the open sun for so much time. Debika wiped the sweat from under her face and bent again to pull tender white sweet potatoes from the crusted earth of the soil. The flies and bees sped by in a monotonous tune of buzzing through the corn stalks and over the turmeric plants. It hung in the still heat that shimmered over the fields beyond. Debika straightened again and wiped her brow, looking out over the spread green plants across the field. Her three mothers-in-law were beside her and digging and uprooting the potato plants.

Her father-in-law Sasang was watching her from a distance. Sasang was thirsty; he poured in some wine from the pot and drank. After 5 nos of full bowls, he felt himself a little intoxicated. Sasang was feeling very lucky that most probably he was the luckiest father-in-law in the tribes to fuck a white daughter-in-law. The flash of the previous night's memory came to his mind all of a sudden how he fucked his daughter-in-law. He felt sympathetic towards her how she couldn't accommodate his big cock inside her small cunt and screamed with pain. He thought of her sweet little cunt which was totally different from his wives. The cunt lips of all his wives were too much thick and always opened but the cunt of his daughter-in-law was closed and he had to widen it through his hands and her vulva was thick, not too much thick like his wives, the cunt lips were brownish unlike charcoal blacks like his wives, which he had observed in the dim lamplight, the pubic hairs were in triangle shapes, unlike the too much hairs only in mon areas of his wives. His daughter-in-law had an attractive patch of hairs not only on mon area but by the side of her two vulvas and went downwards. The clitoris of his daughter-in-law was small like a bud of flower hidden between the lips unlike the big clits of his three wives protruding from their lips.

His daughter-in-law was unique, much different from the tribal women, and Deity Masombango had given him a chance to fuck her for a month. He felt a twitch in his cock and within a second his cock became rock hard and was throbbing inside his loincloth. He moved towards his daughter-in-law Debika. At that time Debika moved over to the cucumber patch and pulled three big ones for lunch, feeling their slick green silky length in her hand. Debika blushed then, realizing those phallic vegetables had made her think of her father-in-law. Oh, God! How could she accommodate the big cock of his father-in-law last night! She felt too much pain and screamed, only after a few minutes the path of her cunt hole was opened for her father-in-law's huge cock and she breathed a sigh of relief due to the lubrication of her cunt juices as his huge cock went smoothly later on and she enjoyed the fucking. Sweat was rolling down Debika's cheeks as she dug out the soil and picked out the sweet potatoes under the earth. The basket was almost full now. Her hands were stained and her lips, too. The fat juicy sweet potatoes were too tempting to eat your way along. Hot with the sun and sweetly ripe, she ate another and moved on down between the tangle of bushes. It was getting close to noon.

Now, her basket was almost laden with vegetables. Debika straightened up again and blew a long strand of her chestnut hair from her sweaty forehead. The angled sun sent an elongated shadow of her across the ground. Her one piece of tribal cloth was revealing the ripe sensuousness of her body. Long, long shapely legs, sleek curved hips, narrow waist, and breasts that looked as though they were made for suckling a man.

At that time she felt someone embrace her tightly and press her breasts tightly in rough hands. Debika screamed in a panic voice and her three mothers-in-law rushed towards her for her rescue. When all three of them reached near her, they all started smiling. Then Debika realized it was her father-in-law, Sasang. Sasang's lips forced the soft lips of Debika and his tongue made a forced entry inside her mouth, she could smell the hard smell of mahua wine in her nostrils coming out from his mouth and she realized that her father-in-law was drunk. Ohh, God! What would he do with her now? The young daughter-in-law was still trembling from the hotly passionate kiss her father-in-law had exchanged with her mouth.

"Please! Stop it ... stop it right now ... let me go," she gasped when finally she was able to tear her mouth away for a moment. In reply, his hotly eager lips again went down her throat and over her shoulder in swift burning kisses.

"Stop?" she cried.

"How can I stop when you are so beautiful?" said Sasang.

"You're insane ... let me go ... this instant, "she pleaded.

Sasang's hand already slithered inside the loosely gaping side of Debika's drape wrapped around her one of the shoulders where it insinuated itself over the soft and the lusciously heaving breasts. He felt the tiny rubbery nipple harden and pop out immediately into his palm. Sasang held the trembling body of Debika and pressed her beautiful, curvaceous softness back into the hardness of his cock that thrust and strained against his loincloth. Ohh, Goddess Masaombango! He was so hot now that he could think of nothing more than laying her down on her back and fucking her right on the grass under the bushes. He wanted to rip away the cloth that she wore which he wanted to separate from her body and plunge his vengeance-minded cock up into her! It would ease the pain and bitter gall in both of them.

She was totally helpless as her three mothers-in-law were laughing now. He looked at her coldly, his eyes hard and flinty. Debika felt her stomach tighten. He looked furious. Oh, God. What was she going to do? Before Debika could think further, Sasang pulled her one piece of cloth and let the cloth fall and turn. Debika was standing where he'd left her, naked. Debika stood naked and cowering, trembling at what he would do next. Her full, melon-like breasts were heaving from her naked body.

"Please, no, not in front of my mothers-in-law," Debika made a desperate cry tried to resist his advance.

Debika could see her father-in-law angry for her resistance. She could see his teeth almost bared now between the hard lines of his lips and his brown eyes blazing redly as though there were coals of fire in their depths. His hands reached out and caught handfuls of her hair as he jerked her to him to sear her with the blaze in his eyes.

She looked at her mothers-in-law and signed them to help her but on the contrary, they laughed and encouraged their husband. Tears again welled up and poured down her cheeks. She sobbed helplessly. He shook her by the hair then, the dreadful frustration and anger rising in him like a terrible tide that threatened to choke him. Her mouth was open and the tears were streaming down her beautiful face and that moist red "O " of her mouth made a haven he had to have. The bones seemed to melt in Debika's legs and she sank, sobbing helplessly to the ground, Sasang's hands still in her hair. A moan stripped from her throat as she felt him jerk his hands, painfully pulling her head up to him by the hair.

"Ohhh, my dear father-in-law ... Please ... please don't ..." she sobbed, the pain from her hair roots paling to insignificance beside the pain from deep in her breast.

The sun was so hot and the air so still that Debika could hear the whine of the flies and the bees. It was as though that buzzing whining urgency was in his loins and the heat and strength of the sun had gone straight through him all the way to his painfully hardening cock locked inside his loincloth. Sasang smiled darkly, secretively, as he gazed down at the top of her head and on into the sides below her arms from where her two breasts were popping out under the wrapped saree as neither she wore blouse nor bra. He made her uncomfortable, those black eyes never leaving her. They enveloped her, closing her into a visual cocoon that she wanted only to break out of. And in addition, he disconcerted her by always impudently staring at her breasts and legs, just as he was doing now. With a sudden shock, she realized he could see her breasts swaying under the small cloth.

Sasang reached for her and she jumped out. Debika could hear her sobbing, her breath coming in little jerking sobs. It was good. He liked to completely subdue a woman. The white little cock-tease would see. Sasang caught her, whirled her around, and slapped her across the mouth. Her hand came up to cover it and her eyes stared in terror.

"What's the matter? ... You too good for an old man to fuck, you think?" he snarled.

Debika's head shook and she pulled away sobbing, "Oh, please ... my dear father-in-law, you don't even know me ... how could you want to ... Oh God, don't touch me!"

The old man jerked her to him and spat the words into her horrified face that still smarted from the slap, "I will touch you ... I will touch you so you scream for more, you whore!"

His expression was vicious and hard and alien. There was something in his eyes that terrified Debika far beyond the possibility of Ra*e. His eyes held a hatred she'd seen in rioters on television. The real world was what she'd wanted, Debika thought wildly. Well, she had it now! The bitterness of the situation and the warnings of her uncle came back now to haunt her. Oh, why hadn't she listened to him! Why did she get herself sexually involved with these two tribal boys which led her to marry them as per the law of the jungle? Now, their beastly father Sasang, her so-called father-in-law! Why had she been so sure that she knew better than her uncle Arnab? She was repenting now as it was better to be involved with uncle Arnab rather than sexually involved with the tribal boys. Uncle Arnab was the best fucker the way he fucked her at the bungalow on that bonfire night. Why had she been so sure that these uneducated tribes only needed love to make them happy and productive and well-fed? For the first time, she realized that the world of her father, her uncle, and her family members were real too. She was so grateful that they were. It was comforting now to realize this even in the extremity of knowing that if she protested too much this savage tribe would not only Ra*e her but would kill her too. She prayed that she'd find the strength to do the right things and come out of this alive! Survive, her brain screamed frantically survive!

Suddenly, he let her go. "You white bitch and whore ... you think you know what we want ... you give with one hand and take with the other ... we want what you have ... we want women ... and most of all we want to fuck ... fuck ... you, you white bitch!" he screamed, his face contorted in anger and resembling the ancient masks from a savage barbaric tribe which she had watched in Hollywood movies.

The old savage tribe reached out then and jerked her small cloth all the way down and the little saree fell away, exposing the fullness of her swaying big white breasts glazing in the sunlight falling on them. Debika's arms came up to cover her nakedness; Sasang batted them away, and Debika turned; unable any longer to stand his boldly staring eyes that burned into her flesh. Frightened now, with hands shaking, she turned away and tried to pull the falling saree from the ground. Sasang immediately came forward and slapped her tightly and a naked Debika rolled on the ground.

"Open your mouth before I ram it down your bossy throat ... I'm going to fill your belly with my cum until you choke ... choke on your own joy ... you snooty, white bitch ...!" he cried with a loud voice, "Take it ... open your mouth and suck my cock ... or I swear I'll ram it straight out the back of your head!"

He was making her do this depraved act in front of his three wives. He was making her perform like an animal ... as low and debased as the animals! Worse ... for they obeyed only instinct and had no conception of right and wrong. He was using her like a common whore! Oh, God! How could he want her to do this depraved thing? ... His own daughter-in-law ... groveling at his feet and sucking at him as a street whore might! God! After all, he was a tribe, a beast! Then the thought came that Pakul and Jojam, her two husbands had pleaded with her last night that they wanted this man's child for the honor of their family, they wanted his seed shot deep in her belly. Both husbands wanted to feel it grow inside her, feel it kick to life. It was becoming an obsession.

Debika was on the ground and her three mothers-in-law were watching everything silently and she knew that none of them would come forward to rescue her. Sasang came near to her; her face was just above his loincloth. There was no other way, ultimately, her hand closing around the throbbing hardness that beat telltale beneath the loincloth. There was nothing like this rough tribe who used her like a bull did a cow. Was it their way of sex life, she wondered! She had not seen clearly the cock of her father-in-law in the dim light of the lamp last night although she felt it big and thick. Now, in broad daylight, she could see his cock and she shivered.

His monstrous gigantic cock was big in length and thickness, and the knob was even bigger and menacing. Sasang was well aware of his daughter-in-law's reaction of shock and surprise when she saw the size of his huge ten-inch long five-inch thick monstrous cock with a menacingly bigger knob. He knew women love to feel, to suck, and get thoroughly fucked by big long thick cock. From his experience, he knew that the feel of such a big cock stretching and expanding a woman's cunt and filling deep to the bottom, rubbing her G-spot makes a woman reach a vaginal whole body orgasm and achieve multiple endless ecstatics continues orgasms while fucking.

Debika took his rigid long thick erect hard and turgid cock into her hands with awe feeling it and holding it in both of her fists. She was able to contain only part of its length and thickness. It was the first time in her life to see and hold such a big long thick monstrous enormous-sized cock with rock hardness from so close which she missed last night in dim light. Her eyes opened wide with surprise. She heard women gossiping about men's big cock in the village, but she never even heard a man can have such a big cock. She never imagined a man can have such a big cock.

She remembered the sculptures on the ancient temples. She felt his cock and squeezed. It was like a long thick hard rod with a very big menacing knob. She was overwhelmed to hold such a massive monstrous long thick cock in her hands. She held the knob in the palm of one hand and caressed it with her fingers of the other hand slightly squeezing the knob. She was afraid, terrified, and very much apprehensive whether she could take all this meaty enormous cock in her cunt although she took it inside her last night.

But in the next moment, she came to her senses. Had she gone crazy due to lust? What was she thinking? She was from a respectful family and her grandfather along with her grand uncle had established these two villages, who were the founder of these two villages. Due to her bad luck, she was forced to marry the two sons of this mere old tribe! And now this ordinary tribe had slapped her, manipulated her, and tried to Ra*e her in broad daylight like a whore! No, she could never be succumbing to his manipulation because of law of the jungle!

Debika stood up but at the same time, she felt helpless. Sasang saw her take a step with her back half to him. Refusing to answer, the frightened young daughter-in-law felt the hard black hands tighten menacingly on her sensitive breasts and the huge bulging penis dig at her buttocks through her cleft. Her heart was almost beating right out of her chest. "How do you get out of this?" she asked herself. "How do you use love to handle an old tribe who thinks Ra*e is his right to get even with us? How ... how?"

"All right," she whispered, "I'll be nice, let's go back to the grassy ground."

"Okay. Come on," Sasang said, relaxing his grip on her tits. They had taken only two steps when she broke loose, Debika leaped up and ran ahead. The old man was right behind her, with a fit of new anger rising in him now like a blood-red shower before his eyes. It was a bad day for Debika as she stumbled upon some small rocks on the ground and fell down.

Sasang could see that Debika's tearful eyes were stunned. She was as weak and defenseless as a kitten when he half carried, half dragged her as quietly as he could back up through the berry thicket, and ultimately he lifted her on his shoulder. When finally they got just out of the field, there was grassy ground under the shadow of a big tree. He softly laid her on the grassy ground under that tree. They were panting and the sweat was pouring down their faces.

Debika leaned weakly against the trunk of the tree and she was sitting there, breathing heavily and watching him. She could feel the slippery moisture seeping down the insides of her still trembling thighs and could not fool herself that it was all sweat. She looked at him ... a big, strong hulk man, unlike her two husbands, with his huge shoulders and work-hardened hands and thick neck burned by the sun. What would it be like to be fucked by him again now? Her pussy was still aching due to the entry of his huge cock last night.

God knows she wanted no further fucking from him. Then she gasped. Oh no, it would be again painful! She was terrified. Her father-in-law was a beast.

The harvesting was easy, the first wife of Lathango shook every tree violently with a long stick before she bent down, to cut the stem and dig out the tuber. Sometimes it was not necessary to dig. They just pulled the stump, and earth rose, roots snapped below, and the tuber was pulled out. Deboshree followed her mothers-in-law and tried her hand with digging some tuber. When they had harvested a sizable heap they carried it down in two trips to the stream, where every woman had a shallow well for fermenting her cassava.

"It should be ready in four days or even three," said Lathango, "They are young tubers."

Deboshree munched a sweet potato gathered there, warm from the sun into her mouth.

Deboshree stopped and wiped her lips daintily with her napkin, glancing involuntarily at her two mothers-in-law and her father-in-law who were busy digging tubers. Her black long hair was twisted high on her head and her fair skin was exposed by the one piece of small tribal saree wrapped from one side of her shoulder to her knees she wore. Shaking herself from her speculation, Deboshree dried her hands and said to her mothers-in-law that it was the time for her bath. They smiled and nodded their heads, permitting her to leave the workplace.

Deboshree hurriedly left from there and raced towards the stream with her small carry bag. She felt sticky and sweaty all over. She was feeling more sticky between her legs due to the heavy cum of her father-in-law which she had not washed since the morning. There was no place to wash her pussy there in the household of her father-in-law. Even her skin glowed a little from the sheen of perspiration as she stood before the clean water of the stream which was like a mirror where she could see her face. Deboshree started untying her ponytail. Damn. Even her hair would have to be washed. She knew no one would come towards the stream as everybody was busy in their works. She removed her saree, became completely naked, and entered into a waist-deep of water.​