Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

As she finished, she climbed back on the bed and straddled his face. His tongue was ready and waiting for her, and he enjoyed the sounds of her moaning as he started to suck on her inner lips. She was easily as wet as she had been this morning, and he couldn't help but wonder if she had been thinking about it all day.

"Ah, yes, my husband. Suck my pussy. I wanna cream all over my husband's beautiful face, I wanna feel your tongue deep inside me, yes! Just like that, honey. Don't stop!" she moaned.

Bhashkar started 'popping' her clit again in his mouth, enjoying how she shuddered every time he did it. It didn't take long before she was gushing in his face, this time a lot more than this morning's had been.

As soon as she recovered, she turned around; Bhashkar said to her, "I need a pee."

Arpita helped him with the peeing and then both of them came out of the bathroom.

"My dear husband, tonight we will do a different position. I will be on all of my fours on the bed and you will hump me from behind like doggy position," Arpita suggested.

Arpita climbed up the bed and made herself on all of her fours on the edge of the bed. Bhashkar stepped up behind her, and she pulled her fingers out long enough to grasp him and pull him into her. Thankfully his bed was at the right height that he didn't have to squat down. Spreading her wide, he poised with the tip of his cock at the entrance to her cunt and steadily, but excruciatingly slowly, slid into her waiting body. He was thick, stretching her muscles and filling every inch. She sucked in a breath and forced herself to relax, to accommodate him. His hard shaft scraped her inner walls, her pulse rate shot up beyond rapid, and all the time his gaze was still locked with hers. It was one of the most sensual experiences she'd ever had as if more than their bodies were sealed together.

Then he moved, slowly at first, rocking into her again and again. But as the heat built between them, as her juices poured around him and her muscles held him in a tight grasp he increased the tempo. When she wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging desperately into the sides of her waist, his cock reached between them to find her clit and rubbed it.

As he sank to the hilt in one stroke. She released her legs, and they gripped his sides, trying to pull him in deeper. Bhashkar let her set the speed, and was soon plunging into her as hard as he could. He loved watching the way her tits bounced on her chest as he plumbed her deepest depths to the loud sounds of her pleasured screams. They were sliding along her chest, up and down, up and down. Bhashkar became so drawn in by their movement that for a moment he forgot his arms were locked into their casts and tried to reach for them, only to have reality come crashing back in, as his arms didn't budge. Bhashkar groaned at the frustration of not being able to touch these large beauties but contented himself with the knowledge that his casts would be off in some weeks. The doctor said he was more than halfway healed.

"Fuck me, with that huge cock! Oh, Gawd, it goes so deep. I love the way my new husband feels in me! Yes, yes, Yes!"Arpita cried as her legs locked against him, making him unable to move his hips, so he started making his little brain twitch inside her. Everything fell away. Ceased to exist. There was nothing but her and this man and sexual intensity she had never believed could exist. It encompassed mind, body, and spirit. Lust surged through her as she responded, and the orgasm unwound inside her like a tightly coiled wire. When it exploded, she arched, crying out.

Arpita's eyes snapped open, and she sucked in her bottom lip, grinding her hips up and down against him, as her orgasm continued. The look in her eyes as they remained locked on him was one filled with hunger and desire, as he continued to make his cock jump inside her. He fell forward, landing on his hands, and being supported by his casts. As he lowered his face to hers, she flung her arms around his neck, pulling him down a little further till their lips met, and she lustily sucked his tongue between her soft lips, treating it like a small phallus, bobbing back and forth on it.

Bhashkar realized her legs had loosened up, and resumed pumping in and out of her. Arpita's head dropped back down to the bed, but her arms remained around his neck, "Ung... Ahh... Holy shit, you're gonna make me cum again on that huge cock of yours!"

Bhashkar picked up his pace, as her screams picked up to a crescendo of ear-splitting joy. With one last hard thrust, he fell over the edge with her, shouting her name. There was nothing but space and bright colors and a force of nature that shook her body so hard Arpita was sure her bones would shatter. But he was right there with her, riding the same whirlwind, his cock pulsing hard inside the thin latex sheath. He couldn't hold back anymore, and with her legs locked behind, there was no chance of pulling out as he started to shoot deep into her little cunt. He didn't think her screams could get any louder, but as this seemed to increase her orgasm, so too did the volume of her pleasure. Arpita rolled him onto his side, as he was too exhausted to move on his own, and he slid out of her.

When the aftershocks subsided, Arpita managed to unwind her legs from his body and let them fall helplessly to the side. She could barely catch her breath, and Bhashkar wasn't doing much better. His head lowered as he dragged air into his lungs, and when he rolled to the side, taking her with him she could feel the heavy beat of his heart against her. She closed her eyes while they lay that way, spent, content merely to touch each other, to maintain the connection. But Arpita was stunned by what had just happened. Much as she wanted to deny it, this was more than just sex.

"You're my husband," he heard her mumble, "My wonderful, loving husband."

Again she stopped, looking deep into his eyes.

"I love you..." he almost said, " Arpita, my gorgeous, young wife."

After 15 days Ashmita came to meet her husband Bhashkar in hospital. She appreciated her daughter Arpita for taking proper care of her father-in-law, Bhashkar. Ashmita was sitting on the bed near her husband and her daughter Arpita was sitting on a chair near the bed.

"There is great news for you, which may shock you both," said Ashmita in a mysterious voice with her twinkling eyes.

"What's that?" both Bhashkar and Arpita asked in one voice.

Ashmita turned towards Bhashkar and said, "Yesterday, I received a phone call from your best friend Arnab from Goa. He was inquiring about you and I informed him about your accident. He then informed me that he had married his widowed daughter-in-law, Bipasha in a temple and made her his second wife. Now, the mother and daughter duo Madhu and Bipasha are his wives."

No doubt, it was shocking news to them and they remained silent for a while. Bhashkar said, "Lastly, my best friend married my own granddaughter. Well, the life and future of my granddaughter, Bipasha was settled. God may bless them."

"Now, three of them are not coming back. They are planning to visit Shimla from Goa for their honeymoon for another month," said Ashmita.

Then further Ashmita said, "What's about my daughter, Arpita? How to settle her future as she is so young!"

Arpita dropped her head as she could feel they were focusing on her.

"You were telling me something about Arpita that you have some solution about her but then the accident occurred," asked Ashmita.

"Ohhh, yes, I had something in mind but my friend Arnab went ahead and solved that problem," said Bhashkar.

"I don't understand what you say. Please clarify me clearly," said Ashmita.

"Listen Ashmita, I have never lied to you ever in my life. During my hospitalization, my daughter-in-law or your daughter, Arpita has taken care of and nursed me like more than a daughter-in-law, more than a daughter, and like a mother. But during this period, we started liking each other and we have had a physical relationship and now, we are like wife and husband sleeping on this bed together. Like my friend Arnab, I also want to marry your daughter Arpita and want to make her my wife."

Ashmita remained silent for a moment then looked at his daughter and asked, "Arpita, is it true that you love my husband and you want to marry him!"

Arpita nodded her head with consent. Then both Bhashkar and Arpita noticed that tears rolled down from Ashmita's two eyes. It panged the hearts of both Bhashkar and Arpita and both of them felt guilty and repented.

Bhashkar said, "Ashmita, we both are sorry to hurt your sentiment. Please forgive us."

Ashmita looked at them and said, "Bhashkar, how could you accept my own daughter as your second wife? It cannot be. She could be your second wife unless she turns herself from my daughter to my younger sister. If she would become my younger sister then only you could marry her."

"What?" both of them exclaimed with surprise.

"You both fools, don't you understand these tears of mine are tears of joy. From this moment, she is no longer my daughter. Arpita, from this moment, don't call me mom, you will call me by my name'Ash' and we are like two sisters. The moment Bhashkar is released from the hospital, you will get him married in a temple and then we three will start a new life," said Ashmita and kissed her husband and her daughter.

Later that night as Bhashkar tried to get to sleep, he imagined how great it would be when his casts finally would come off, and he would finally be able to truly touch these wonderful women in his life. Patience was never really a virtue of mine, but as he sat waiting, his legs fidgeting on the side of the bed, he thought he was going to go crazy as he was counting his days for complete recovery.

After a month, when Ashmita and Arpita were sitting on his bed a knock sounded at the door to the room, and all three of them jumped, as the doctor entered a smile on his face, and a clipboard in his hands.

"Good news, Mr.Bhashkar. Looks like your casts are coming off early." the Doctor said. His wispy long grey hair stuck out from his head.

Arpita and Ashmita jumped up to hug Bhashkar at the great news, and then Ashmita walked the doctor out, discussing something with him.

"Isn't that great?" he asked and noticed the brightened look on Arpita's face. Then Ashmita entered and said, "Look, Arpita. Your marriage day is approaching."

Arpita's face reddened and she blushed with shyness.

"Arpita, look at me," when she had done as he asked, he spoke to her in a tone that left no doubt to his sincerity, "When I first got into that accident, I couldn't imagine a worse way to live, than to be at the mercy of everyone around me for every little thing." he could see tears forming in her eyes, and wished the casts were off now so that he could enfold her into his arms, but he continued on, regardless. "But then you showed me that which was most glorious part of my life under yours loving care. Before the accident, I loved you as a daughter-in-law. Now I love you as a woman grown to be my wife."

As he spoke, he'd watched the hope blossom in her eyes, dampened only a bit at the mention of her becoming his wife. When he finished, Ashmita's arms were tightly around Arpita's waist, and her head was on Ashmita's shoulder. Ashmita smiled, "Welcome our home as my little sister."

On the same day evening, his casts were cut from his arms, and for the first time in months, Bhashkar could bend his wrist and elbows, and move his shoulders. His arms were whiter and skinnier than he remembered, but he couldn't hide his smile at the sight of them. They had been hidden from him for far too long, but now they were back, and useable... If rather stiff.

The Doctor gave him instructions on how to work his arms for the next few weeks, to return them back to normal, but the first exercise they got was hugging the two wonderful women of his life. Warmth seemed to infuse his whole body, as he held these wonderful women. After a week, he got married to Arpita in a temple.

Tonight was his first night with the mother and daughter duo. The bungalow was decorated with multicolored light but no outsider guests were invited. In the evening, a small part was arranged and only the members of two households like Kaberi, Archana, Ramu, and Kallu participated. The big bed in the room was decorated and adorned with jasmine and rose flowers. There were flavors and fragrances everywhere. Bhashkar with his silken groom dress was waiting eagerly for his two brides. It was midnight, both the mother and daughter duo, Ashmita and Arpita entered the room with red silken sarees and adorned with all their gold pieces of jewelry. It was a bliss moment for all three. The brides came and touched the feet of Bhashkar, Bhashkar blessed them and kissed them both. All three sat on the bed.

Ashmita turned his face to hers, binging their lips together, as she kissed him tenderly. " Appears, as if we three are in heaven," she said when she broke the kiss for air. Bhashkar could only smile as he dropped his hands to both their behinds and gave a squeeze. His first feel of their rear ends was a delight, as he smiled at the giggles of both women.

As if on cue, they both dropped to their knees, taking his complete lower outfits including his boxers down as well. Neither of them could miss the massive erection that sprang free. Ashmita grabbed the base of his member, as Arpita licked her lips before kissing the tip. Bhashkar moaned loudly as Arpita swallowed the head between her soft lips, and Ashmita leaned forward to lick his scrotum. Arpita pulled away for a moment, and then brought her lips to the side of his length, while Ashmita did the same on the opposite side, and they kissed each other, with his cock still between them. Remembering that his hands were free, Bhashkar dropped them to the backs of their heads, running his hands through their auburn hair. His fingers seemed to tingle at the touch, and oddly enough, it turned him on even more. For so long he wanted to touch them, and now he finally was.

Arpita started to kiss her way up his abdomen, surrendering completely his cock to Ashmita. As she continued kissing her way upwards, she pulled his silk kurta up, till she lifted it over his head, and mashed her lips to him. Her mouth opened as her tongue sought entrance into his, and he opened his lips, not wanting to deny her anything.

"Are you going to take off my clothes, or do I still need to do that?" Arpita asked in a whisper and then giggled as Bhashkar hurriedly started fumbling with her saree. Even the simple act of pulling her saree down was a delight that he enjoyed. He hoped that never again would he be denied the full use of his hands and arms. Arpita's saree nearly flew off of her in his haste, and despite being out of practice, her blouse and bra soon followed. Bhashkar had Arpita step back a half step, as he slowly brought his hands to her melons. It almost seemed unreal, as he watched her skin pebble at his gentle touch, and her nipples harden between his fingers.

"How do they feel?" his beautiful second wife asked with a sparkle in her eyes.

In answer, Bhashkar slid his hands to her back, pulling her towards him, as he bent and brought her left breast to his waiting mouth.

Ashmita stood up from the wonderful blowjob she'd been giving him, and he let his hand drift down to Arpita's hairy cunt lips, feeling how wet she already was. He thought his fingers felt stiff and inept, but Arpita moaned letting him know she was enjoying his touch. Movement on his right brought his attention, and he saw that Ashmita was getting undressed. As soon as her blouse and bra were off, and he turned to see that his first wife Ashmita was now completely naked as well.

"These want some attention, too," she told him, hefting her breasts, and Bhashkar brought his free hand to her one of them, squeezing gently.

Ashmita's tits were softer than Arpita's, but from experience, he knew that they were also more sensitive. He slipped two fingers into Arpita, as he leaned forward, and used only his lips to stimulate and tease Ashmita's already stiff nipple.

She pressed her breast to his mouth. "Suck my tits," she demanded, and he hungrily devoured her offering.

Ashmita's hands gripped the back of his head, pulling him tight to her breast, as she moaned, and he sucked as much of her soft flesh into his mouth as would fit. Bhashkar couldn't tell who, but one of them grabbed his cock, and started sliding their hand up and down his length. He was guessing that it had been Ashmita with her hand on his cock, and her lips were headed for his bulbous head. She kissed the single eye of his cock before hungrily moaning, and swallowing as much of him as she could in one go. He too moaned as he felt his cock get compressed in the back of her throat.

He moaned against Arpita's nipples as Ashmita sucked him in deeper and deeper down her throat. Arpita moaned loudly, and between her cleavage, he was able to see that Ashmita had her hand in her daughter's pants. Ashmita pulled her head off of his member with a gasp for air then quickly stood.

"Okay, honey, I think I am ready for the real thing now," Ashmita told him, as she led Arpita and him back to bed.

Bhashkar quickly jumped on the bed, and even the simple act of waving the two women over to him was enjoyable. Ashmita straddled his hips, and Arpita helped guide him into her fiery depth, before sitting forcefully on his face. Arpita laid him back on the couch, before straddling his face, and he hungrily dove into her wet honey pot.

"Make me cum on your face, my husband, so that I can fit that your big thing in me next," Arpita demanded, and he went to work alternating between 'popping' her clit between his teeth and tongue, and shoving his tongue as deep into her as it would go.

Bhashkar reached up between both women and grasped a different breast in each hand.

"Oh, I have missed my husband's cock in me ever so much!" he heard Ashmita say a split second before he felt her pussy start to swallow him inside her.

By this point, Ashmita had fully sunk herself onto him, and he could feel the heat of her insides surround his entire length.

"Oh, fuck! I love how deep you feel inside me, my husband. You feel your wife to bursting!" cried Ashmita.

"Mmm, he knows how to suck on my pussy too," Arpita moaned. "Ung, yeah... Keep going... Right... there... Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!"

His hands met as Arpita and Ashmita leaned towards each other, and he could only assume they were kissing, while Arpita came in his mouth. Bhashkar dropped his hands from their chests, and placed his left-hand thumb against Ashmita's clit, feeling her tighten up on his cock as he did so, and placed the other one on her hip, speeding up her rhythm. That same fire that he had noticed every time he would be with Ashmita surrounded his throbbing cock, and he moaned into Arpita's juicy cunt. Ashmita started to thrust her hips powerfully on top of him, and he could hear both women moaning to the pleasures he was giving them.

"Oh, Arpita! Your mouth feels so good on my tits, while our husband fills me with his cock. Holy shit, I have missed you both! Yes, rub my clit, darling. Make your wife cum all over my dear husband!" Ashmita's frantic thrusting stopped as she convulsed on and around his penetrating tool.

He felt like he could keep going, so started bucking his hips, as he sucked hard on Arpita's clit. His oral efforts were soon rewarded as Arpita's cum flowed around his lips and tongue. Ashmita started panting, as he kept up the pressure and pace. Arpita crawled off of his face, and he admired the look of pure a realistic lust and pleasure that painted Ashmita's face. Her eyes were scrunched uptight, her bottom lip stuck between her teeth, and her chest was heaving with the exertion of their bodies.

"Oh, my husband, I'm gonna cum! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" screamed Ashmita.

Bhashkar happily obliged, as he pulled her down to him, and latched onto her right tit, and pounded his hips up at her. Her whole body froze as her orgasm started, and he felt their crotches get even wetter, as Ashmita cried out her ecstasy. He continued to thrust up into her, delaying the end of her orgasm, but bringing his own ever closer.

"I'm getting close," he warned, and the next thing he knew Arpita was pulling Ashmita off of him.

"No, before I get that in me," she stated, pinching him almost painfully at the base of his penis.

"Mom, I mean Ash, I think it is my turn, before he cums," Arpita said as she lifted herself from his face.

She had to help Ashmita off of him. Ashmita lay listlessly on the edge of the couch, still occasionally twitching from aftershocks of her orgasm. Bhashkar just nodded, as she grabbed his hands and sat him up. Arpita sat carefully in his lap, facing him, and wrapping her legs around his torso, and her arms around his neck. He easily slid into her already sopping cunt, and even though he couldn't go as deep in this position, the intimacy of this closeness, more than made up for it. His arms pulled Arpita tight to him, mashing her breasts against his chest, while her hips worked feverishly going back and forth, and even moving in circles against his own pelvis.

Her wonderful face, only centimeters away, was just too tempting, and she met him halfway in a passionate kiss that involved their entire bodies. He let his hands drop down to her ass and squeezed one cheek in each hand, knowing his culmination was imminent. The liquid fire seemed to stream down from where their lips met in their fierce kiss, exploding in his chest, then again in his stomach, shooting down his penis, and finally firing off into Arpita's waiting vagina.

"Oh, Gawd, yes! I can feel your cum in me! It feels so hot! It's making me cum aggaaaiiinnnnnn!" Arpita wailed as her already tight inner folds gripped his ejaculating tool like a vise.

Bhashkar collapsed wearily back onto the bed, his head landing on Ashmita's thigh, and Arpita landing on his chest. Ashmita's fingers started playing with his hair, while he tried to catch his breath. As soon as he felt his limp cock slip out of Arpita, Ashmita started to kiss her way down his chest, till she took his soaked penis in her mouth, and started to clean him up. Her hand went to his flaccid cock, but only for a moment. "Oops, looks like I forgot to clean you up!" Ashmita grinned, as she dropped to her knees, and started licking him clean. She really started to get into it this time, fondling his balls, as she sucked on his manhood, and to his surprise, he realized he was getting hard again.

"Good," she said, pulling away and looking up at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes. He could only roll his eyes as she laid him down, and drooled a lot of saliva over his cock, before straddling him.

"Not that I'm complaining, but you know I can take care of that now, right?" he asked with a smile. Ashmita just looked up at him, smiled around his cock, and sucked hard as she lifted her head. It left her mouth with a 'pop', and she looked at him in all seriousness, spoiled only slightly by the light in her eyes.

"You better not ever do it when I'm around! I love the taste of our combined juices."Arpita complained to her mom but Ashmita went back to work.

Then Ashmita said, "I want you to take me from behind," as she bent over the couch.

Bhashkar stood behind Ashmita, enjoying how sexy her ass looked as she wiggled it impatiently at him. Stepping up to her, she reached back and helped guide him in. Bhashkar easily slid all the way to her uterus, making her grunt as he hit bottom. He started up a steady rhythm, as he watched her start kissing her way up Arpita's legs, to their juncture. Ashmita slowly lowered herself, impaling her ass upon his lance. The feeling of her tight pussy gliding down his saliva-soaked cock made him moan, as centimeter after centimeter gently entered her colon. Ashmita's eyes were closed, and her lower lip was sucked into her mouth as she finally sank the remaining distance onto him.

"Hmm, I can't decide which I like more, how wonderful you feel in my pussy," she told him as she started rocking on behind her. She felt wonderful to him, while he moved his hips in rhythm with her ass.

"Oh, fuck, I'm so close! Fuck my pussy, my dear husband. Make your first wife cum on your thick cock. Oh....." Ashmita fell forward, mashing her lips to the cunt lips of her daughter, Arpita. Bhaskar's pelvis grew wet with her cum, and his cock was tightly gripped in her rear inside her pussy.

As soon as Ashmita's lips touched Arpita's nether lips, her eyes flew wide as she looked down at her mom, "What? Oh, mom, no sorry, my sister Ash... That feels good, but I don't think I can handle much more right now," she complained, but Ashmita didn't let up, and just kept licking and sucking. Soon Arpita's denials became moans of pleasure, "Yes! Oh, fuck, who taught you to eat pussy so well? Damn, that feels so good. Yes, right there, keep sucking my clit, and you're gonna make me Cuuuummmmm!"

Ashmita grunted against Arpita's wet hole as her head popped into her, and Bhashkar was surprised to find the same fire and heat that came from her pussy could be felt through the walls of her colon as he gently slid into Ashmita's pussy from behind. Arpita finally started to come around to mom's ministrations, as her hands were in her mom's hair, and she started moaning loudly.

"No, stop..." She moaned. "I can't... Take... Too much... Feels too good... Too sensitive." Despite her words, she wasn't trying to pull her mom's head away, but rather seemed to be pulling her in more. "Oh fuck!" She suddenly screamed. "Yes, don't stop! Right there, nibble on my clit. Oh, I'm cumming!"

Ashmita was bouncing her rear back against him, as he pounded into her, and she came a second after Arpita. Watching both women cum almost together, plus the fire in Ashmita's pussy triggered his own, it was enough to start his own climax, as he started to empty himself into Ashmita's sucking twat. Bhashkar unleashed a powerful load of semen, convulsing just as much as the two women were, in the throes of his orgasm. Even when he withdrew his cock from Ashmita's pussy, his powerful cock was still spurting cums and his spunk ended up splattering Ashmita's pale back, and he even got some in her auburn hair.
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