Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

"Well, my dear, now tell me the whole episode of this accident and how did you reach here? Where am I? I only remember both your mom and I were coming back home, sitting in the back seat of the car, then all of a sudden, the driver lost his balance and the car knocked against a tree by the side of a road, I just heard a crushing sound and then I lost my consciousness."

"Papa, you are in a Nursing home at Belur Road. After your leaving,I was expecting you both by the afternoon at home. Then there was a call, informing me that your car has met with an accident and you two are hospitalized in a Nursing Home on Belur Road. Immediately, I told Kallu to get a taxi ready. I called our two maids, Kaberi and Archana and instructed them to take care of all kids and rushed here with Kallu. I found Mom ok but you were unconscious and I was much worried about you. Thank God! Not much was damaged except your two hands."

"What's a pity! Now, I am a handicapped man," sighed Bhashkar.

"Don't worry Papa! This is temporary, after a few days when your bones will be joined, they would remove these plasterings but till such time you have to carry the plasterings of your hands through the strings on your neck. Kallu would take mom to home today once she is discharged but I will remain with you to attend to you till you recover. I will sleep inside this cabin on that bed," she said and indicated a small bed in the corner of the room meant for the Attendant of the patient.

"So, nice dear," Bhashkar sighed a breath of relief.

After a few hours, the doctor and nurse attended Bhashkar and assured Arpita that her father-in-law's condition was much improved and stable. It was evening, Arpita served Bhashkar hot soup.

"Papa, let me go to my mom as she will be discharged now and I will send her home with Kallu," said Arpita and left.

After some time, he heard the footsteps near the door, the door was opened and Ashmita with a bandage on her head along with Arpita and Kallu entered inside. His wife Ashmita rushed to his bed and frantically started to kiss him, tears of joy were rolling down from her eyes and she said, "Ohh, dear, I am so happy to see you in well."

"I am OK and I was more concerned about you," smiled Bhashkar.

After some time, Ashmita left for home with Kallu, and before her departure, she said to her daughter, "Arpita, I leave your papa with you,please take utmost care of him."

"Don't worry Mom, I am there for him always," replied Arpita.

Bhashkar had slept sometimes due to the effect of the drug and when he opened his eyes, he found himself alone in the bed and Arpita was nowhere to be seen inside the room. She might have gone outside due to some urgency he thought. At that time, he felt an urge to pee. He tried to climb down from the bed and wanted to go to the bathroom but in the next moment, he stopped and thought how on Earth was he supposed to go to the bathroom with his arms in these casts and strings attached to his neck?

He sat on the bed with difficulties but just couldn't figure out how would he go to the bathroom and pee? His face was constricted with tension and constant pressure from his bladder as if he would leak out in his cloth.

"Oh, papa, you surprised me, what do you think, you are doing by sitting on the bed!" Arpita said, as she entered the room and put down the tray of food for dinner.

Further, she said, "I thought you were asleep. Is there anything I can do for you?"

The worry and love he could see in her eyes made what he would have to ask her seem all the more obscene.

But she could see his constricted face and apprehended some problems faced by him.

"Papa, what's the problem?" she asked.

"I need to pee," Bhashkar said, lamely, dropping his head in embarrassment. At that point, he would have almost rather had Ashmita there to help him, but unfortunately, she was a patient herself and not there, he was so mortified.

"Oh... Right. Well, I guess since you can't do it on your own, come along." The way she took it so matter-of-factly helped alleviate some of his embarrassment.

She helped him to get down from the bed and he followed her to the restroom and waited patiently as she started to undo his pants.

"Wait, Arpita, what do you think, you are doing?" he said in an embarrassing voice.

Arpita looked straight into his eyes and understood his hesitation and felt that her father-in-law was feeling shy.

"Papa, don't think that I am your daughter-in-law, wife of your late son. Go to the past and remember you are the best friend of my grandfather and my late father was your nephew whom you had nourished from his infancy. And in that sense, then remember once upon a time, I was your granddaughter also whom you have nourished from infancy stage. I still remember, I was playing on your lap completely naked in my childhood. In the same manner, think for a while that you are a small kid and I am your nourishing mother," she explained with a strong logic.

Bhashkar had nothing to reply and simply he said," OK, my little mother, do whatever you wish."

Bhashkar tried to fight hard not to get an erection as a young woman pulled his pants down. When Arpita bent down to undo his pants, he could clearly see her cleavage from above, Ohh my God! She had prominent round big young breasts, must be 36B, grown slightly bigger during these years due to childbirth and breastfeeding to her baby.

Oh, shit! Stop thinking about her that way, pervert! he thought desperately, as he had felt his cock coming to life. How sick could he be?

"Hmm, you're more than your late son," she said as she stood up, and Bhashkar could see that her face was a little flushed. He was stunned at what he just heard, and stared at her blankly.

"Well, are you going to pee, or stand there with your pants around your ankles all day?" she smiled.

Bhashkar quickly sat down, but there was a problem. He didn't consider himself large, but he was extra large in comparison with an ordinary male, his cock would enlarge at 10 inches while being fully erect but in sleeping conditions, it would be not less than 6 inches, an average length of erected cock of an ordinary male. But as he sat down, the end of his penis landed on the seat, rather than in it. Normally this wasn't a problem, as he would just tuck it down, but he couldn't do that this time. "Umm," he said, but Arpita saw the problem right away.

Her eyes were bewildered by seeing the size of his sleeping cock. Ohh, my God! This old man has a greater size in this condition, what would happen once it is erected! It would be a giant, a monster, and could easily damage the cunt of a fully grown woman. Even neither her late husband nor the tribes of the jungle nor Ramu have possessed this much size of a cock she thought. A shiver ran through her entire body. She reached down, and gently took a hold of his father-in-law's penis.

Then Bhashkar faced another problem, he knew well that without pulling back the skin if he would go on peeing then the urine would sprinkle everywhere.

"My dear Arpita, the urine would sprinkle everywhere on the floor if you don't pull back the skin a little downward," he requested in a meek voice.

Arpita understood the problem and smiled. She pulled back his foreskin and she was surprised to find a big purple head resembling a big red plump, similar to a small electric bulb used for a bed lamp. Her heart was beating fast when she tucked it under the seat. The touch was like electricity though, and again he had to fight with every mental faculty at his slightly flaccid long cock for disposal of pee and to keep it down. Somehow with his control of mind, he managed and was soon peeing into the toilet. Arpita was standing and waiting for him to finish, and he was a little self-conscious as she watched. Was that a smile on her face? No, he must be hallucinating.

Finally done, Arpita bent over, and hooked her arms around him, and helped him stand. His face was pressed against her neck, and he had no idea why he did it, but he gave her a quick kiss there before she got him fully to his feet. She stepped back for a moment, touching her neck and looking at him oddly. He swayed slightly in place, finding it hard to keep his balance.

Arpita shook herself, then bent down to pull his pants up. He could see right down her shirt to her belly button, giving him a great shot of cleavage. Once again, his cock starts to wake, and this time he couldn't seem to care. Arpita bumped her head on it as she pulled his pants up, and she just stared at it for a moment, inches away from her face. Shaking herself again, she muttered, "Bigger than your late son," and put the flaccid cock inside his pant, finished pulling on, and then buckling his pants.

"Do you miss him, Arpita?" he asked.

"Your late son? Yes... Every day. He was good to me and took good care of you too. I wish your ex-daughter-in-law who at present is the wife of your friend Aunt Madhu could have gotten to know him before he died."

Bhashkar couldn't think of anything else to say as they left the restroom. She guided him unsteadily to his bed, and said,

"Get some rest, and I will wake you when dinner time would come."

Bhashkar was asleep before she leaves the room.

"Come on, Papa. Wake up! It is time for dinner," he heard a voice from a distance as he was in deep sleep for an hour.

Bhashkar opened his eyes, to see his daughter-in-law, Arpita looking down at him, her hands shaking his abdomen.

"There you are," she said with a sweet smile, "Get up, it's time to eat!" She placed the dinner tray on his bed.

As dinner finished, Bhashkar felt the need to pee again and signaled Arpita that he needed to go. As they crammed into the bathroom, Arpita undid his pants and pulled them down. This time his embarrassment was too great as his cock was semi-erect and grown into a bit large size and he had a problem keeping it down. Arpita smiled silently as she feasted her eyes on it and felt a shiver running through her body. As soon as he was done, Arpita helped him up again, and pulled his pants up, giving him a wide smile as she stood. Now, it was time to retire on the bed, Arpita entered inside the bathroom for a change. When Arpita walked back into the room she changed into her nightdress but his jaw was about to be dropped. She was wearing a spaghetti strap top, that left nothing to the imagination, as she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts sat perfectly on her chest, compressed slightly by her top. Under that, she had on short, very short, cut-off sweats. I could easily see half her ass cheeks. He looked at her, but she didn't seem to care

"Let's get you undressed. I will tuck you in when you are ready," she said.

Now another problem reared its head. He was still rock hard, and he knew there was no chance of this monster going down, short of getting off or going to sleep. Resigned to it, he let her take off his shirt, which wasn't easy, considering his arms. Arpita seemed to struggle for a moment with the zipper as it was under some extra pressure. She finally got it, and as his pants hit his ankles he heard a gasped, "Oh!".

He looked down between his arms and saw Arpita staring at his raging hard-on, covered only by his boxers.

"Ohh, my God! It is much bigger than your late son," he heard her mutter, and then looked up at him. A guilty look crosses her face, and she quickly shuttled him into bed.

Giving him a quick peck to his cheek, she said, "I am sleeping here right next to you, so if you need anything in the middle of the night, you can just yell for me."

He was not feeling sleepy but he could notice Arpita fell in deep sleep on her bed. Arpita was lying on her stomach, face propped on her hands. Her legs were bent up, blocking his view of her tiny ass. Then the movement of Arpita dropping her legs brought his attention. Her legs were spread and he could see her black panties peeping between her white glazing white legs. It dawned on him what he was thinking, and cursed himself again for being a demented pervert. His one major curse in life was his horniness.

He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but his mind kept going over the events of the day. From waking up in a hospital, his daughter-in-law, Arpita having taken care of him, the first touch of her hand on his cock before peeing, then watching his innocent daughter-in-law lying on the bed spreading her legs in front of him... He tried to force the images from his mind, but try as he might; they kept coming back, like a ghost in the night. Cute, sexy picture of Arpita, with auburn ponytails that bounced as they ran, her two round breasts and thundering white legs.

Bhashkar woke with a moan, as he started to cum in his boxers. He couldn't remember the last time he had a wet dream, but this one was powerful, leaving him short of breath. He looked at the wall clock, it was past midnight, 12.40, A.M. Arpita's eyes were opened due to his sudden moan.

"Everything alright, Papa?" she woke up and came near to his bed.

"Yeah, Arpita. I'm fine. Just a dream," he said.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked with a worried face apprehending a bad dream.

Would he...? Hell no, he didn't want to talk about it with his daughter-in-law and shifted uncomfortably on the bed. He could feel his spooge move around. Could this night get any worse? Then he thought the next morning, the doctor and nurse would see the hard patches of his cum on his dress and they might think also that he must have fucked his daughter-in-law in the night so his lower dress must get changed.

Turning beet red, he said, "I need to get cleaned up."

Thankfully she understood immediately and didn't say a word as she pulled back the covers, revealing the large tent in his boxers and he wished he could hide the dark stain on the front of his underwear as well as his hard one.

As Arpita leaned over to help him out of bed he realized for the first time what he was watching from the above of her neckline through her loose upper dress, wearing. He could see everything as she starts to help him up. Her nipples were big and hard, hanging slightly from her chest. He could see that she was slightly smaller than her mom Ashmita, and while firmer than her mom, still terrific!

Stop! he screamed in his mind. He was not a pervert. He was not a pervert. He kept repeating to himself, trying to convince himself more than anything.

He could see Arpita looking at the dark wet patch on his boxers and the tent, she smiled and touched the patch with the tip of her index finger which she found fresh and sticky. She smelled and just tasted it.

Once on his feet, Arpita pulled his boxers down, and once again paused. He didn't dare look down, afraid of what he might see, and wanting to.

"Papa, it usually happens to a male person, particularly to an old person, so don't get worried. I thought this was supposed to go away after one of those dreams..." She emphasized the word those, and in confusion, he did look down.

Bhashkar was still hard. Great! Dreams like that usually end up turning him on, more than relieving him, and now Arpita was staring at his hard-on. No matter how hard he thought, though, his erection refused to diminish.

"Do you--" she stopped to swallow, "Do you need me to take care of this?" She then seemed to realize what she was wearing, "Or did I cause this?" As she asked, she touched the tip of his penis, and he couldn't stop the moan that escaped his lips.

He couldn't lie to her, not after her willingness to take care of such hardness.

"Dreams don't usually take care of me, but seeing you lying like that on your bed made me worse. I am so sorry! Dear, please don't mind," his voice cracked as he spoke, and he couldn't bear to look at her.

"Nonsense! This is a natural and small thing and you need not be ashamed of yourself. See, look at that. Just relax, Papa. I'll have you taken care of in no time. Just give me a couple of minutes, and we can have that taken care of," she said in a normal voice.

Something must have dawned on her. Arpita got up and moved inside the bathroom, and he thought he had ruined everything as he was too early to approach her until Arpita returned with some tissues, and he could see her breasts bouncing under her shirt.

With a tremulous smile, she said, "Papa, I have promised my mom to take utmost care of you and at the best, I could touch it so that an old man like you could be relieved immediately from your strain. But at the same moment, I feel, that wouldn't be incestuous!

Bhashkar replied, "Dear, I don't know what to say. But what I feel how could it be? We are not having any direct blood relationship as at first you were granddaughter of my best friend Arnab then you became my daughter-in-law."

"You are right Papa, OK, sit on the edge of the bed, and I'll see if my small hands still have any magic! "she replied.

His cock did a twitch at the thought of her slender fingers touching him and stroking it. Arpita stretched out beside him on the bed, the heat of his body surrounding her. She trailed the tips of her fingers over his tent above the boxers then turned his to face her and dusted his face with soft kisses. He nibbled lightly on one earlobe before licking the tender spot behind it.

She smiled at him, mischievously, she leaned forward, and she slid her hands past his waistband, wrapped her fingers around his hard length. His cock was there waiting for her, hard and moist at the tip as her fingers could feel the sticky liquid. His erection was in Arpita's soft hands, as one of her hands clasped it, slid up and down his shaft while in her other hand, she cupped his balls and squeezed. If her touch before was electric, it was burning fire now. She began to tug at his boxers, and he resigned himself to her care. Lifting his hips, his boxers were soon around his ankles. His huge fat cock sprang out in full erection. He watched her as her eyes grew wide at the size and width. With her bewildering eyes, she was watching the fully erect cock of Bhashkar.

She caught his cock in her hand lovingly. She lovingly fondled his penis. She was obviously surprised, shocked, and fascinated by seeing the enormous size of his erect long thick rigid big pulsating monstrous old, and virile cock. Arpita was shocked by the size of his big cock. It was so long, thick, and meaty. She was amazed and terrified, her eyes wide expressing surprise and eyebrows rose seeing the enormous size of his monstrous cock in surprise and disbelief. Her surprise was not unexpected to him.

His monstrous gigantic cock was big in length and thickness, and the knob was even bigger and menacing. Bhashkar was well aware of women's reaction of shock and surprise when they would see the size of his huge ten inches long five-inch thick monstrous cock with a menacingly bigger knob. He knew women would love to feel, to suck, and get thoroughly fucked by his big long thick cock. The feel of such a big cock stretching and expanding a woman's cunt and filling deep to the bottom, rubbing her G-spot would make a woman reach a vaginal whole body orgasm and achieve multiple endless ecstatic continuing orgasms. So, Arpita's shocking expression didn't surprise him at all.

"Ohh, my God! Papa, I had no idea that you being an old man have such a giant thing which I have ever seen in my life. It must be not less than 10 inches, a monster one. Even it is bigger than your late son who had an only size of 8 inches."

Bhashkar smiled and said, "Throughout the day, how many times have you muttered out these words?"

Arpita 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. Her eyes again opened wide with surprise.

Arpita smiled and said, "Papa, oh my God, You are gigantic. Your cock is like a pestle."

"Damn, I should have brought lotion in with me,if I had known that I would face this problem," She glanced around the room but didn't see anything she could use for lube.

"Papa, I don't have any lubrication. Hmm, guess I have no other choice. so, if you permit, I could only apply my saliva!" she asked.

"Sure," he nodded his head.

She spat a heavy amount of her saliva onto the head of his cock, and its warmness was an interesting juxtaposition to her hot hand. She sat up, and took his cock in her hands, and began rubbing it slowly between both hands. She started to rotate her hand around the sensitive head, rubbing in her saliva, and making him moan loudly. He moaned, to let her know she was doing good, and she smiled Her hand started to slide up and down his shaft. At first, her grip was soft and light, teasing, but slowly grew stronger, till he was thankful for the saliva as lubricant. It only took a few minutes, and he cried, "Bipasha, get ready... I'm about to... Yes, just like that!"

Her hand did an odd rotation at the head, back down the shaft, slide up, and another rotation then all of a sudden her grip tightened the body of his cock and she warned with a squeezing, "No, Papa, not now. Have your control."

Bhashkar then felt his hard cock a little shrinking due to her tight squeezing on the base of his cock and he also controlled himself for immediate ejaculation. Then she surprised him by wrapping her mouth around the head of his penis as she grabbed his penis, took it in her mouth, and gave the velvet head one gentle swipe with her tongue.

She sucked his flesh into her mouth, robbing him of his words, his breath, his very thoughts. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he lay there and savored the sensation of a tongue laving the underside of his rod. Delicate fingers ran over the ridges of his abdomen, making the muscles jump in time to her sucking lips.

Then Bhashkar decided he wanted to return the favor. His arms might be useless, but his mouth wasn't.

"Appositions for a moment, please." She pulled her head back and looked up at him with worry.

"What? Am I doing something wrong? "she asked.

"No, my little daughter-in-law. You are doing great. I think it is the right time I could do something to repay all you have done for me. I just had another idea. Let me lie down on the bed, and then you can lie on top of me in 69 positions, and I can return the favor." he smiled at her lovingly and was happy to see the smile returned.

She lifted her gaze and found his father-in-law staring at her with such hunger in his eyes that instantly moisture flooded her pussy, so much so she felt the stickiness on the inside of her thighs. She ran her tongue slowly over her lips then rose to her knees and reached for him.

As they were in the 69 positions, he lost himself in the pure pleasure of her assault when she straddled his body with her own. Her soft, round ass stuck up in the air while her thighs pressed on top of his face. He raised his face until his face could reach her pussy and he could gaze at her lovely, swollen pussy lips. He loved the extra-large folds of her labia that draped around her pussy, and now he pulled them out to their majestic fullness, like big butterfly wings through his long tongue. A low moan escaped her body as he started to kiss her outer lips. He felt his cock engulfed in her mouth a moment later, and let out his own moan right into her pussy. She had thick black pubic hair adorning her pussy which brushed against her nostrils. His tip of tongue again unfolded the light-dark brownish inner folds. Her inner lips were small and actually took him a moment to find with his tongue. This would have been so much easier with hands, he thought, as he located her hole, and shoved his tongue as far as he could inside it. Her legs clamped around his head when he finally decided to go for her clit.

"That tickles," he heard her say, muffled by her legs.

He sucked first one lip, then the other into his mouth, flicking his tongue around them while he sucked. He kept licking her clit, occasionally flicking it with his tongue, and when it came into reach as she rocked her hips, he would suck it in, and even let it catch on his teeth. He stuck his tongue into her hole as far as it would go, reveling in the taste of her juices. His head dropped between her wide-spread thighs and his warmly quivering tongue shot out and with one wet, curl-parting lick cleaved her moistened vaginal slit from anus to clitoris, slicing the thin, hair fringed groove with the fire of his raging lust! That tongue was a white-hot knife slicing her genital flesh in two! But, oh God! How she loved it!

Bhashkar tasted her sweetly flowing cuntal juices on his tongue, her softly pulsating lips of pussy flesh aromatically hot and delectable. God! This was real eating pussy, They were different. You'll see!" Hell, they weren't different! Pussy was pussy! The only different thing about this pussy was it was hot and ready and it was attached to his young daughter-in-law that had become his life.

He wanted it ... and by God, he was going to have it! The eagerly writhing young daughter-in-law could smell the aroma of the old man whose fervent tongue was buried hotly in her cunt, and the masculine scents only set her juices flowing freer! Oh, God! He was eating her alive! She could feel his wickedly gluttonous tongue shoving deeper into her depths like a small stiff prick. She could hear the swing squeak softly with each downward bob of his head, his nose rubbing hotly against her clitoris as the long tongue stabbed deeper and deeper into her deliriously opened pussy.

She gazed down at her naked loins, thrilled at the lewd sight of her glisteningly spread vaginal lips twitching on each side of Bhashkar's hungrily rooting nose and warmly digging tongue. Her pelvis lunged forward against the foraging face of her foreman, and her hands came down to press his lasciviously laboring tongue even deeper into the seething depths of her cock-hungry cunt.

"Mm ... mmmmm ... mmmmm ... mmmmmmm!" Bhashkar sucked and licked feverishly, savoring the hot woman nectar, lapping it like syrup, and relishing its heady aromatic flavor. He looked up to see Arpita's head thrown back against his big cock, her voluptuous breasts quivering, her smooth naked belly rippling, and her legs violently trembling like someone with palsy.

"Ahhh!" he moaned loudly, overwhelmed with bliss. He had a few blowjobs in his time, but none, and he meant none, compared to what Arpita was giving him now. Her head began to bob up and down, and soon he found he was in the back of her throat. She pulled up, gasping for breath, and he could see that his cock was lathered with her saliva, a large string of it still connected to her lips. Her hand went into overtime, jacking his slathered cock, and making him pant and moan in ecstasy. This was better than some sex he had had!

Her opened shirt ,framed the beautiful satin flesh of two crushed flowers. Her eyes were glazed with a film of sensual, carnal expectations, and he chuckled deep in his throat. God! She heated up hotter than a poker! He was going to eat her alive. Bhashkar lowered his face again, he grunted with satisfaction as he lowered his head, puckered his lips, and began sucking the hard little clitoris into his hotly watering mouth.

"Oohhhh ... Ah God, Papa ... Ohhhh ... that's it ... oh,

God Almighty ... my pussy ... my pussy, my pussy ... I can't stand it!"Arpita cried frantically.

Almost frantically, she raised her thighs and slid them over his shoulders, making a shamelessly lewd offering of everything she had up between her legs. Bhaskar's tongue shot out to swirl wildly around the smooth fleshy sides of her tightly clasping vaginal walls inside the hungrily milking cavern. The bands of muscle leaped to enclose his tongue, squeezing it and sucking it as though they were devouring it in their frantic effort to relieve their carnal misery! Her hips were wildly gyrating as they insanely ground the inflamed pussy hard up against his laboring face. Oh God, Arpita thought. The more she was eaten, the more she wanted!

She looked down at her fingers entwined in his thick sandy hair. He didn't seem to have felt her frantically twisting his hair, even she had not been aware of it. It was simply a reflex action of her tortured body crying out in any way it could for release. And the release was so close!

The young widow continued to squirm and buck as his teeth gently took the erect and sensitive clitoris and bit it very softly while his mouth sucked it heatedly up so his tongue could moistly dance around it. She shivered and moaned as his curling tongue deliciously licked and then rammed impossibly deep into her fevered cunt, writhing lasciviously as Bhashkar orally fucked her so greedily. The excited secretions from deep within the secret recesses of her body trickled out in warmly debauched rivulets and creamed on his already glistening face!

The old man lapped up the sultrily sweet sexual liquids where they mixed with his own saliva as he teasingly laved her cunt, and then his tongue moved on down to the tiny puckered ring of her anus, indrawn and defenseless. Once, twice, three, four times he slowly licked the tiny puckered little opening, deliberately tormenting her, and then shoved his stiffened tongue hard into the cringing passage.

"Aghhhhhh ... Oooohhhhh ... Oooohhhhh ... Gggaaahhhh ...!" His young daughter-in-law groaned out in rapture as he wormed his lubricious tongue deeper inside her violently quivering asshole. He continued to burrow further into the sweetly pungent fissure until Arpita's breath caught and she arched her body up to him as though it were a tightly drawn bow with an unfired arrow. Quickly, then, because he knew she was close to another orgasm, he turned his attention back to her cunt and began to mercilessly drive his stiffened tongue in and out of her wetly clasping pussy. The girl made little gurgling noises in her throat, seemingly gagging with her own saliva.

Bhaskar's cock was going absolutely wild, beating and throbbing and his balls were on fire under the hot cavity of Arpita, until he thought they might burst of their own accord just from the sight and smell and taste and feel of Arpita's beautifully flooding, sexually frenzied pussy! Then she was there! It was as though a gag had been ripped from her mouth and her joyous screaming filled the quiet prairie night.

"Aaaahhheeeeeeee ... I'm cummingggg! I'm cuumminggg!" she cried in a loud voice disregarding the fact that other patients adjunct to their cabin would wake up.

Her buttocks clenched and unclenched in his hands before her pelvis began wantonly gyrating and rotating in wild abandonment. She was going crazy! He could tell she was getting close to cumming, and hastily sucked her clit into his mouth, and began to pop it back and forth through his teeth and tongue. This always invariable got women off, and it was no different with Arpita. She let out a long, heavy moan, muffled by his cock deep in her throat. On the second 'pop', he was rewarded with a face and mouth full of her cream. It was more than he could swallow, but he just concentrated on 'popping' her clit. Each time he did it, her whole body shuddered.

Bhashkar continued to lick and stab and pierce her wildly thrashing, convulsing cunt as her hands tried to pull his whole face and head inside the furiously sucking depths of her crazed vagina! Now it was as though she wanted to swallow him whole, suck all of him deep up inside her desperately quaking body. Goddamn, Bhashkar thought, she must have cum four times at least! The pussy of his young widowed daughter-in-law had been thirsty for so many months since the death of his late son. His own unsatisfied lust had built to such a heated point that his cock was dribbling pre- cum inside his mouth.

Pretty soon after her orgasm, now she concentrated on his cock, she was squealing and moaning as she slurped and sucked on his cock. Bhashkar knew he was getting close, so he pulled away just enough to warn her, then attacked her wet pussy with a vengeance. It was a multi orgasm phase for her. He was rewarded with another flow of her cum, as he began to go off deep in her throat. He heard her gag, but couldn't stop if it meant his life.

Her head dropped back down, and Bhashkar felt that familiar churning, letting him know he was close. "Arpita, I'm... I'm... about--" she must have known what he was going to say because if it felt good before, it was fantastic now as she redoubled her efforts, bobbing, sucking, and deep-throating him.

Knowing that he had gotten Arpita off was enough to send him over the edge, and he began to hump his hips, as he pumped his load down her eager throat. His balls tightened, and he emptied a massive load down Arpita's throat.

"Aahhhahhhhhhahhhhhhhhh!" he moaned loudly, unable to hold back, and thrusting his hips up into her eager, sucking mouth. His shot fell deep inside her mouth, inside her throat, and vibrated in such a way that it got slipped from her mouth and his shot arced high and landed on Arpita's cheek. She was able to catch the rest with the tissue.

Finally, exhausted, he calmed down and watched as Arpita lifted her head, and looked at him. He seemed to cum for what felt like hours but was likely only seconds. As he finally stopped spewing, Arpita got up and spanned herself around on top of him. He was still a little dazed. as he licked and sucked her, adding a whole new dimension to the blowjob. To his large surprise, she blew a cum bubble, then slurped it back up and swallowed the load. If he hadn't already had two great orgasms that night, he had no doubt the sight of her doing that would have revived him to full mast.

"Wow, Arpita... Just... Just wow! You truly are the best! Thank you." Bhashkar said with heartfelt emotion.

Arpita threw the tissues in the trash and came back over to tuck him in. He could still see his cum on her cheek and pointed it out to her. She smiled and realized she didn't have the tissues a nymore. "Oh, well," and to his surprise, she scooped it up with her finger and sucked it off. He was left speechless.

"Hmm, I think the Hospital needs to put less salt in your diet, and more fruits," Arpita smiled.

She then pulled his boxers up, followed by his blankets. Bhashkar still didn't know what to say, as she pulled the covers up to his arms, and kissed his forehead, "Papa,now your problem is over and you can have a sound sleep."

Giving him another peck, she turned and went to her bed. Sleep overtook him before he had any other thoughts.

Bhashkar awoke the next morning. He awoke bright and chipper as the sun came up. Not usually a morning person, he was surprised to wake in such a good mood, until the events of last night played through his head. He whistled a tune What had they done last night? Looking at the clock, he saw that it was just after 7 A.M. She was not in her bed. Good, where was she? Then he saw her coming from the bathroom. Arpita stood before him, her hair a half rustled mess of auburn tangles, no makeup, and in the same clothing, she had last night. He could easily make out her slightly largish nipples through the transparent fabric. She caught her breath at the sight of him.

"Listen Arpita, I am so sorry about last night. I didn't mean for things to happen like that, and I hope that one day you will forgive me," he said before she had a chance to speak.

She looked at him for a few moments considering, before finally speaking, "No. I don't think I will. Last night you gave me the best orgasm of my life after being widowed. After the death of my husband, my well was completely dried up and filled up the water there and if you think I am going to forget something like that, you're wrong."

Then she looked up at him, he winked and gave her his best smile, and laughed as she actually blushed. Who had seduced who last night? The fact that she had seduced him into it, made little difference to his guilt. She spoke so matter-of-factly, and with such determination that he didn't have a chance to say anything before she turned around and went outside.

After some time, Arpita entered with the doctor and nurse. The doctor examined him, instructed the nurse to bring some different medicines, and said, "Mr.Bhashkar, you have improved a lot but the hair crack in the bones of your two arms would take at least one month more. Luckily there was no bones dislocation and we hope to discharge you t the earliest."

Then the doctor turned towards Arpita and said, "Madam, your father-in-law needs a proper bath."

After their departure, Arpita locked the door from inside.

"Papa, you haven't bathed since you've become conscious. You haven't started to stink yet, but why start?" Arpita laughed softly at her own little joke, " Let us go to the bathroom in five minutes, and I'll get you cleaned up."

Bhashkar had to groan. Not only would he have to be naked in front of his daughter-in-law, but she was going to have to wash him all over. He knew he wasn't going to be able to keep his erection down. Resigned to his fate (There was no way he was going to stink for the next few months!), he got up and waited for Arpita in the bathroom. In the meantime, Arpita changed her dress as she didn't want to make herself wet and spoil her good dress, she changed into a spaghetti top without any bra beneath it and she had a skirt without panties that showed her figure off to great effect. Her auburn hair was tied back. She was also smiling from ear to ear.

She started the bathtub filling, and then turned to him.

"Better go pee first. You don't want to have to go, halfway through," She said, the smile never leaving her lips. Bhashkar waited while she pulled down his shorts.

"Yes, but I can't hold it myself," he regretted the words as soon as they were out of his mouth.

"I'll take care of that. Just face the toilet, and I'll aim," she teased.

Knowing there was no arguing with her, he turned and did as he was told. She placed her left hand on his hip, and brought her right arm around his body, grasping his penis right below the head, and aimed it for his feet.

"That's too low, Arpita. Aim a little higher," he said.

"Okay, but you better not hit the back of the toilet. I don't want to have to clean that up," She lifted a little, and he slowly let his streamflow. Sure enough, it landed just inside the toilet, and Arpita readjusted her aim, "No wonder you men always pee all over the place. This is harder than it looks."

Now, he could already feel his cock slowly start to grow in her grip. Luckily he was done before he was fully grown. She shook him a couple of times, which felt nice before he remembered who was doing it. Her hand seemed to linger just a moment longer before she ordered him into the tub.

With her help, he slowly sat down in the almost too hot water. He couldn't help hide a sigh of relief as the water began to envelop him. He had forgotten what a nice hot bath could feel like.

"Are you going to sit there all day, or are you going to give me your feet, so I can wash them?"Arpita said.

Bhashkar opened his eyes, remembering Arpita waiting for him, and handed her his right foot. Bhashkar couldn't help but notice how her breasts sat on the edge of the tub, as she sat on the floor and leaned in to grab his foot. Her hands were already soapy, and she began to slowly wash his foot. The washing soon turned into a foot massage, that he wasn't going to complain about. Her fingers and thumbs dug into his feet, and a feeling of relaxation came over him. When she was done with that foot, she did the same with his left foot. She then moved up to his calves, doing the same for them as she had for his feet. His thighs soon followed, and he heard a moan, that he was embarrassed to realize had come from him. Arpita's hands felt like magic as she worked, and he was like putty in her hands.

"Papa, Looks like you really are enjoying this," she smiled.

Bhashkar looked down, only to realize he had a raging boner above the surface of the water.

"I'm so sorry, Arpita," he pleaded, and realized he had been doing a lot of apologizing lately, "I didn't mean to, it was just so relaxing, I didn't even know it was happening, I swear!"

"Relax, Papa. The same thing used to happen to your late son before he died. I would give him a good massage after a hard day of work, and afterward, we'd... Well, anyway, it's alright. Let's just get the rest of you clean, and then if you need me to, I can take care of that, too." She winked at him, still wearing that beautiful smile, and he could feel his face turning beet red.

Arpita moved behind him, and washed his hair, continuing the pattern of washing, followed by a massage. She moved to his ears, and he never knew before how good an ear rub could feel. By the time she was done with his back, he was once again lost in the feel of her fingers on his body. She had him lay back a little and had to lean way in to get around his arms, to reach his chest. Her hands played across his pecks and seemed to spend a little extra time on his nipples, which felt good, but again, he had never had happened before. She finished with his abs and ordered him to stand up, so she could get the final parts. She had to help him stand, his muscles felt like Jell-O. He was once again forcefully reminded of his erection as it now proudly proclaimed itself in the air.

"Turn around," Arpita ordered, and he did as told, turning his back to her. Her hands began to roam his buttocks and even slid between the cheeks as she massaged them. Finally, her hands moved around to his front, but she didn't have him turn around. Instead, her arms wrapped around his torso, and he could feel her body pressed against him from behind, as her hands slowly began to wash his most private of areas. She started slowly, softly cupping his balls, somehow rolling them around in her right hand. Her left hand grasped the base of his cock, and began to twist as she slowly moved up his turgid pole. It felt so good, there was no way he was going to stop her, even though it was his daughter-in-law. Her left hand finally reached the head of his penis, and she continued her twisting movement on it. Bhashkar moaned loudly, unwilling and unwanting to hold it in.

"That feels gooood!" he crooned.

He heard a giggle behind him, and he smiled. Arpita removed her left hand, but only for a second, as he felt it slip between his legs for better access. She began to play with the underside of his crotch, and another loud moan escaped his lips.

"Papa, the last thing, I have to apply soap on your body but see, how am I wetted? Getting you a bath, I am already wetted and now there is no alternative but to join you," she pouted.

"The tub is big enough for both of us," he pointed out. "That is unless you don't want to get that close to your smelly father-in-law," he teased as he was sitting on the edge of the tub.

She smiled again, as she started filling up fresh water in the tub. Bhashkar could see she was hundred percent dripping wet in her wet spaghetti top and revealing her large breasts. While he stared at her breasts she saw her exposed breasts and then looked into his eyes. He couldn't stop looking at them, at the way they sat on her chest, moving slightly as she breathed in and out. Her nipples were already hard, and standing out, demanding attention. Her legs were touching his. She was smiling very sexily looking into his eyes. And she was stylishly giving jerks to her boobs. Bhashkar shook himself to get out of the trance he was in, and could only smile sheepishly. Arpita pulled down his shorts, and he had to laugh as she became mesmerized by his stiff member like last night only inches from her face.

"Hello, Arpita, are you there?" he called her from her trance.

She grinned up at him as she stood back up, letting her fingers lightly trail their way up from his balls to the tip of his penis.

"Better get in the tub, my smelly Papa, if you ever want to be clean," she smiled.

"What if I like being... Dirty?" he couldn't help but ask, laughing.

"Dirty is fine," she told him, "and we can be all sorts of dirty after you are washed!" she said.

Both of them laughed then, as his wonderful daughter-in-law helped him to sit in the tub, and then climbed in after him, her smooth legs going around his sides, and her feet resting between his thighs. The water was warm, and with both of them in the tub, it filled up fast, coming up to just under his sternum. Grabbing the soap, Arpita started to wash his back, careful not to get his casts wet, and even turned it into a massage. After days of having his arms in one position, this felt wonderful! She followed that up by pressing her large tits against his back, while she reached around and washed and massaged his chest. Grabbing a washcloth, she got it nice and wet, and carefully washed his face, neck, and hands.

"Okay, Papa. Time to get the lower half," she intoned and helped him stand, facing away from her.

He enjoyed the feeling of her soapy hands running up and down his legs, massaging his butt cheeks, and he even jumped a little when her hand slipped between his cheeks, and then slid under to cup his balls. She had him lift one foot, then the other, before finally having him turn around. By this point his cock was almost aching, it was so hard. She couldn't miss it pointing to the ceiling as he turned, and he knew he saw her lick her lips before soaping up her hands and washing the fronts of his legs. She seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time washing his thighs, her eyes locked on his manhood, before finally bringer her hands up to it. Gripping him at the base, she twisted her hands around it, keeping up the pretense of washing him, but making him moan too.

"Does that feel good?" She asked, finally taking her eyes off his cock, and looking up at him.

In her eyes danced a mischievous smile that he could only return as he nodded his head, "Good!"

She stated and started moving her hand up and down his shaft, continuing the twisting movement. This felt new and wonderful, and he had to lock his knees to keep them under him. She hadn't even reached the sensitive head yet, and he was already moaning like this. Despite how he was feeling earlier about too much sex, he was really enjoying this treatment.

Bhashkar had to close his eyes when she finally reached the sensitive head and stopped twisting her hand, only to apply pressure with her thumb to just under the bottom part of the rim. This was the most sensitive part of his penis, and he was glad his knees were locked, or else he would have collapsed right there. Arpita giggled, as she kept this up for a couple of moments.​