Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

"More..." she gasped, as he loosened the knot of her saree from her waist, spearing her with two fingers, making her bow against him in response.

The poor woman had neither a petticoat nor a panty beneath her saree. Her heart stuttered in her chest as he delved deep, his thumb massaging her clit, his teeth biting at her breast. His fingers found her G-spot with unerring accuracy. She undulated against him, desperate for more of his hands, his mouth, and his skin. As her heartbeat ratcheted up, a thin sheen of perspiration covered her body.

He stroked inside her forcefully as his teeth closed on her nipple hard and she exploded, the walls of her core clenching like a vise around his fingers. He gave her a quick, reasonably satisfying peak, but she wanted it all. Even as Meera quaked in the aftermath of her orgasm, her fingers tightened around his cock through the barrier of his briefs.

"Want... you in me... now," she moaned.

He grunted in response against her breast. The vibrations rolled through her in a sensual wave that lit her afire all over again, but then Ramu pulled away, stripping away her saree from her waist as he did. She lurched against him, bereft at the loss of his mouth, his heat. He stood over her with a predatory gaze, his body a taut wire of sexual need as he pushed his briefs to the ground. His eyes were locked on hers as she lunged up and leaned forward for a long, savoring taste of his cock. He filled her mouth; his taste flooded her senses until he was her reality... the long, strong length of him, the salty tang of pre-cum. She drowned in him, bobbing her head until she'd almost swallowed him whole. She fisted him in one hand, gliding down his length as she ate him up. She was vaguely aware of his hand-knotting in her hair, his guidance in her tempo almost a non-entity. He pulled away from her, his face rigid with need. He pushed her back against the wall. Then his cock was gliding against her clit. She ground against him, mindless in her need, her back bowing against the hard cool stone wall, her pussy on fire. Ramu bent over her. She lay so very still, gazing up at him.

"Now kiss me," he commanded, "And I mean, really... kiss me."

Meera kissed him on his lips. Ramu reached out, massaged her right breast lightly, and then stroked her downy underarms, feeling the little curve of the muscle there beneath the tiny wisp of hair. He inhaled deeply her armpit hair which was emitting a strong sweaty and weird smell. Then he stroked that full, moist hair between her legs so that she sighed and trembled. Now he took out his hard, eager cock, and started mounting her, he let it rest against her thigh as he continued to stroke her and work her. He pushed into her, and her hands scrabbled against the bundle of rags as he thrust hard and deep. She surged against him, her body and mind crying out for the completion only he could provide. The head of his cock dragged against already sensitized tissues, and she moaned in response.

Had anything ever felt this good, this right? As he thrust into her and Meera arched helplessly in response, her rational mind screamed, "No," and she was drowning in the pleasure which she received after 5 years. She was twisting from one side to the other, her hands gathering up the plastic sheet at her sides into knots, and it seemed her whole body grew pink, and the nipples of her breasts looked as hard as if they were tiny stones. Ramu could not resist them. He bit at them with his teeth, playfully, not hurting her. He licked them with his tongue, and then he licked her cunt, too, and as she struggled, and blushed and moaned beneath him, he mounted her, slowly.

Again she arched her back. Her breasts were suffused with red. And as he drove his organ into her, he felt her shudder violently with unwilling pleasure. An awful cry was muffled by the hand over her mouth; she was shuddering so violently it seemed she all but lifted him on top of her.

And then she lay still, moist, pink, with her eyes closed, breathing deeply as the tears of joy flowed silently. Her world centered on this gentleman, a clean man from the city on the sensations thundering through her body.

"That was lovely, my darling," he said. "Open your eyes."

She did it timidly. But then she lay looking up at him.

"This has been so hard for you, after so many years," he whispered, "You could not even imagine these things happening to you. And you are red with shame, and shaking with fear, and you believe perhaps it's one of the dreams you dreamed in your hundred years. But it's real, Meera," he said.

Further, he asked, "Meera, are you feeling pain?"

She smiled, "A little as yours is a big one."

Ramu filled her slowly as if they had all the time in the world. From his lying position above her, he drove deep within her. Clasping her hips in his big hands, he pulled until she was flush against him, his pubic bone hitting her clit with each thrust. Her muscles clenched in response to each of his thrusts as her body strove to keep him within her, filling her to overflowing. Meera, the poor thirsty beggar woman squirmed beneath him, desperate for the contact of his hard chest against her breasts, but he maintained his position, his cock pistoning in and out so methodically she thought she'd scream. Lunging up, she grasped his hair in her hands and pulled him in close.

"Faster, dammit," she groaned out.

Ramu laughed against her lips but sped up as she wrapped her legs around his hips. Her nipples brushed against his chest with each thrust. His mouth, hot against hers, took her fully with lips and teeth and tongue until she couldn't remember where she ended and Ramu began. Then his thrusts became harder, faster, more punishing, his thumb pressing against her clit, and Meera, the poor widow burst into rapture around him, her breath heaving in her lungs as she arched into his chest. He followed her seconds later, shouting her name as he came inside her.

After 5 years, the poor beggar woman, the widow felt the hot lava sprinkled deep into the core of her pussy, drenched the dry earth with hot showers.

"Are you staying here tonight with me?" asked Meera.

"Yes, dear, tonight, I will not let you sleep, we will fuck the whole night till both are exhausted, "smiled Ramu.

"And it is only the beginning! You just think that I've made you my Princess. But I've only started. The day will come when you can see nothing but me as if I were the sun and the moon when I mean all to you, food, drink, the air you breathe. Then you will truly be mine,... and pleasures..." he smiled, "will seem like nothing."

"Would you visit me every weekend, my dear?" asked Meera.

"Certainly, my dear. You will be like my wife, I will visit you every weekend but at the same time, promise me you will not let any other person fuck you. Your cunt will be solely for me only," Ramu said.

"I promise you, my dear husband, nobody could touch my cunt except you, "the poor widow said gracefully.

The end part of the bogey was dark where they could see a sleeping figure with a low sound of snoring. A flickering of moonlight had entered through the open window of bogey and was falling on her. Kallu could see her flaxen hair lay long and straight over the deep green plastic sheet on the iron floor of the bogey and her dress in loose folds revealed the rounded breasts and limbs of a young girl. Jaggu lighted the lamp. The lamplight flooded down on her. Now, Kallu could see her clearly, she was sleeping on her back, folding her two hands on the back of her head like a pillow. She was wearing a soiled salwar and kameez. She was sleeping like a dead person with low snoring.

Jaggu was about to approach her to wake her up but Kallu forbade him with a sign and whispered, "Sssshhhhh! don't wake her up, let me first inspect her."

As the girl was lying straight on her back, Kallu could guess she must be 5 feet two inches in height with a nicely proportioned, trim athletic body. Her face was perfect to Kallu, she was no doubt a fair girl in color and she had a stunning, good looking pretty, and teenybopper face which was a sweet oval face. She had an elfish nose, one that came to a fine point, but it fitted nicely on her high cheekbones. Her forehead was maybe a little too big, but her eyes were well spaced and wider with long natural eyelashes and her skin was smooth. She had a pair of thick pouting lips with natural rosy colors. Her face was haloed by soft, lush black hair flowing over her shoulder and cascading down her flawless, lightly tanned back.

And approaching her, he gave a soft gasp as Kallu couldn't resist himself to touch her cheek, and her teeth through her parted lips, and then her tender rounded eyelids. Kallu chuckled to himself. She still hadn't opened her eyes. Then Kallu couldn't turn his eyes off from her intriguing young breasts which were protruding like mountains of silicone from the above of her cheap kameez. Her bosoms were heaving with her rapid breathing. The luscious globes were moving upward and downward with her each breath and their appeal was beguiling.

Her kameez was with a low neck, showing off her cleavage. It had four buttons on the front. Kallu bent down and started to unbutton all. When Jagu saw what Kallu was doing, he rushed toward him and pulled his hands with a whisper, "Are you gone crazy, you idiot! What's the hell you think you are doing to her?"

"Don't worry! She wouldn't wake up as she is now like a corpse. Let me inspect further," Kallu whispered back.

Kallu quickly pulled down the side of her kameez, letting one tit pop out beneath the cup of her black bra. His eyes waggled, this was a better view than he'd expected. The size of her boobs was somewhere between 32-34B, one of those tear-drop shapes that seem to droop down a little bit even on this teen, but with a well-pronounced nipple. He wanted to bite it. Now, Kallu, the 58 years old man couldn't resist himself to see the young breasts of this teen. Slowly, in a careful manner, he lifted the two cups of her bra and all of a sudden two-round prominent young breasts popped out before his eyes. He could see the soft pink fleshes gently, but irresistibly, rose from her slim chest to lusciously peak at the most adorable brownish areolas. The wee nipples crowned the Grecian mounds to perfection.

He copped a quick glance at those delightful, pert, and perfect breasts, sporting exquisitely erect nipples yearning to be touched. After feasting his eyes, Kallu carefully pushed the cups on her breasts and buttoned up the front. The shape of her waist, buttocks, and two legs was visible prominently through her salwar suit. Her soiled cheap embroidered salwar suit ( A pair of loose-fitting trousers tapering to a narrow fit around the ankles) had fallen deep into the crease between her legs and he could see the shape of her panties beneath it.

Kallu lifted her kameez above and could see her deep navel below. Just below her navel, her salwar suit was tightened around her waist with a thin knotted strap. She had a good waist too. Her legs were thin, but her two thighs were fleshy and big. All of a sudden, Kallu was so excited sexually-that without thinking the consequences, he loosened the knotted strap of her salwar suit and pulled down slowly her suit up to her knees. My God! What's a scene! The teen's two white thundering thighs were protruding from the leg openings of a small black panties. Kallu looked back and was surprised to find Jaggu masturbating frantically.

Then Kallu could see her luscious sensuous youthful hips. Those heavenly hills were greeted with two identical long, slender, shapely legs, consistently with perfection. Kallu was mesmerized to see those lovely and delicate feet. Kallu had a curiosity to peep inside her black panties. Carefully, she lifted the waistband of her panties and from above he could see the soft curls of pubic hair enticingly conceal her hidden treasure. After observing her all hidden parts, Kallu pulled up her salwar suit above and tightened the thin strap of her suit on her waist. The teen was still in deep slumber unaware of being inspected of her entire body by Kallu.

Kallu remembered his event with Bipasha 3 years before and this teen was an exact replica of Bipasha. He remembered 3 years before how he fucked Bipasha behind her bungalow in the evening when Ramu was totally passed out under a tree. Now, he was a mere servant of Bipasha, who was his boss and lady of the household. He could see the image of Bipasha in this teen and his gaze suddenly broke, and he glanced down to notice that his cock had grown hard and was pointing straight out from the crotch area of his pant as if reaching toward what it wanted. Then he heard a grunted voice behind him and saw Jaggu was spurting his cum, Kallu smiled.

"Are you finished, Jaggu? My inspection is finished. I am ready to spend two hundred rupees on this teen. Now, wake her up and have a talk with her, "said Kallu.

Jaggu jerked the body of the teen violently and the teen was startled by Jaggu's touch on her body, her mouth opened just a little bit wider. And then her black eyes opened.

"Beti (Daughter)!"Jaggu whispered to her.

"I've awakened you, my dear," he said to her, "From evening you have slept like a dead person. Now, it is the time for dinner, dear. Beti, how do you feel now?"

On waking up, the teen found another old gentleman with Jaggu near her, immediately she covered her breasts with her hands, the innocent teen felt very shy and put her dupatta (A length of material worn arranged in two folds over the chest and thrown back around the shoulders, typically with a salwar kameez, by women in India) on her breasts and her long straight black hair, heavy and full of a great silky density, flared down to the plastic sheet around her. She bowed her head so that the hair covered her.

Then she looked at Kallu and her eyes struck him as devoid of any fear or cunning rather a very innocent looking teen that was unaware of the vices prevailing around her. She was like a tender deer of the wood just before the hunter slew her in the hunt: eyes wide, expressionless.

She looked at Kallu, and found him as tall, grey-haired; he was an old man, much older than her own father, old enough to be like her grandfather, he appeared to be physically very strong, he had a lean build which made him agile.

"Beti, this gentleman from the city is my old friend and his name is Kallu. He has come here to help you at my request. But, first, let us have our dinner and during dinner, we could discuss all relevant things related to your problems, "said Jaggu.

"Beti, do you mind if we both could take some wine before the dinner!" asked Jaggu gently.

"Not at all, uncle!" the teen smiled.

The two friends took three glasses of wine in front of the teen and in the meantime, the teen placed the food on three plates before them. While eating the food, Kallu asked, "Dear, what's your name? What's your age?"

"Uncle, my name is Kavita. I am 18 years plus and was in college. I am really thankful to Jaggu uncle for sheltering me and providing me food but I want to go back to Bhopal to my maternal uncle, "the teen replied in a soft voice.

"No doubt, you are quite safe in this area under my guidance as there is no access of the public to this secluded place. But outside, it is too dangerous for a young girl like you. Beti, this is a metro city full of evil people and I am worried about you. Once you are exposed outside, all the evil people would pounce upon you so I wish that you leave this city as soon as possible and go back to Bhopal, to your maternal uncle where you would be safe and secure. Beti, do you understand what I mean to say?" said Jaggu.

"Yes, uncle, I understand everything but I need the money for rail fare to Bhopal without which I cannot leave from here, "she replied in tearful eyes.

By this time, all three had finished their dinner.

"To solve your problem, I have called this gentleman to help you. Tomorrow, early morning, he will take you to Railway station and he will purchase a train ticket to Bhopal so that you could reach to Bhopal, to your uncle comfortably, "said Jaggu.

"Thank you uncle, thank you both for your help. How sweet both of you are!" her face was beamed with joy.

"But there is a slight problem! This gentleman is ready to bear all of your expenses but in exchange, he wants something from you. There is neither any force nor any compulsion on you, it would be a mutual agreement between you two, "said Jaggu.

"What's that, Uncle?"Kavita asked.

"If you spend tonight with this gentleman he is ready to bear all of your expenses. Again I am repeating, there is no force and compulsion in this matter. This would be consent and consensual sex between you two and I leave the decision to you only," Jaggu finished his explanation.

Kavita remained silent for a moment with her downcast eyes to the floor of the bogey. She was in dilemma. It was easy money and she could leave from here tomorrow morning. Although she knew the details of fucking between a male and female but she had no experience. Her heart was beating fast with the apprehension of some unknown strange action to be done with her. She was nervous and sweating profusely.

"If you are not comfortable, you can always deny, "coaxed Jaggu but found her silent as she was not raising her head to both of them.

"Have you done it with any man previously?" asked Kallu.

The teen nodded her head with denying.

"So, are you a virgin girl?" further asked Kallu.

The teen nodded her head with consent.

"When did you have your last period?" further asked Kallu.

The teen told him of her date and Kallu nodded his head with pleasure. He exchanged a meaningful glance with Jaggu and said, "She is having her safe period now."

Then with much courage, Kavita broke her silence, gulping her saliva down her dry throat, she said, "Uncle, I am agreed to do this but I have never done this and it would be my first experience. That is why I am feeling too much nervousness and I am scared too."

"It's not a big problem Beti, this old uncle is very experienced in this matter and he will guide you properly," Jaggu encouraged her.

Then Jaggu signed Kallu to come outside along with him. Jaggu whispered, "So, Kallu this is my surprise gift for you but for that, you have to pay me twenty rupees as tips first then only I will allow you to fuck this teen."

Without asking any question, Kallu paid him twenty rupees, and then both of them again entered near to the teen. Jaggu turned his face toward the teen and said, "Beti, Now, it is time for my bed and I leave you both here. Both of you enjoy the night nicely. Good night to both of you."

Jaggu patted the back of the teen and left from there.

Now, the two of them were alone in that part of the rail bogey. The floor was iron and hard, so Kallu looked forward to preparing a suitable bed for them. Then he found what he wanted and thanked Jaggu as he saw a big bundle of straw placed in the corner. Kallu spread the straw on the iron floor and then placed the plastic sheet above the straw. He found a bundle of polythenes tied together which would serve as a pillow for them. Kallu made a comfortable bed ready for them.

Kavita was biting her lip, and he could see she wanted to speak, and the effort to control her tongue and her hands were almost too much for her.

"All right, my lovely Kavita, what do you want to say?" he asked.

"Please, Uncle," she begged, "I'm so afraid of you."

"Are you afraid of me or afraid of that thing? You'll find me softer than you expect," he said.

He lifted her up now so that she was standing in front of him.

"Toss your hair back," he commanded. Her innocent face was unspeakably beautiful, her lips trembling, her black eyes gleaming with some unknown fears. She obeyed immediately.

"I don't think you should be afraid of this thing because every girl in this world has to do this in her life with her husband once she gets married. You will have a better future married life with your husband once you are experienced," he said, "I find you very obedient and eager, and this makes me very happy."

He could see her relief.

"Clasp your hands behind your neck," he said, "under your hair. That's it. Very good," He lifted her chin again, "And you have a lovely modest habit of looking down. But now I want you to look directly at me."

She obeyed shyly, miserably as she looked at him. Her lashes were matted and dark, and her black eyes larger than he had thought.

"Do you find me handsome? Mind it, I am not a young man, I am an old man, maybe much older than your father," he asked her, "Ah, but before you answer, I should like to know the truth from you, not what you think I should like to hear, or what would be best for you to say, you understand me?"

"Yes, Uncle," she whispered. She seemed calmer.

"Now," he said, "answer my question, and describe what you see. Describe me, what did you feel after seeing me?"

Again she bit her lip, which he dearly loved, and then, her voice a little diminished by uncertainty, she said, "Uncle, you are very handsome although you are an old man and very dark in color, no one could deny that. And for one... for one..."

"Go on," he said. He drew her just a little closer so that her thighs were against his knee, and putting his right arm about her, he cradled her breast in his left hand and let his lips touch her cheek.

"And for one so strong physically to be so commanding," she said, "it's not what one might expect."

"And tell me how does that show itself in me, other than my strong physique?" asked Kallu.

"Your manner of kindness to help me, Uncle," she said, her voice gaining a little strength, "The look of your eyes, such dark eyes... your face. There are none of the doubts of youth in it."

Kallu smiled and kissed her ear. He wondered why the wet little cleft between her legs above her suit was so very hot. His fingers could not keep from touching it. He was thinking he should go about it more slowly. Kallu picked her up and carried her up to the bed. She was such a little thing, it wasn't hard. It was still funny to him that he'd fallen so hard for this girl who was even less than half of his age.

"There you go, my little babe," he said, setting her on her feet on the straw bed.

He flicked on the lamp and then reached for her. His fingers went to the knotted strap to loosen her salwar suit. Biting her lip, Kavita unbuttoned her kameez, lifted the hem of the neck of kameez she wore, and pulled it up and over her head.

His gaze lowered to her breasts, "Nice. My favorite black bra."

He loved black lace bras and so now Kavita had a black lace bra although it was a cheap material. She was a poor girl and she must have purchased it from some street market. Her bra might be cheap but it was stylish, this one was sheer black lace with a tiny scalloped-edge trim, cut scandalously low so it almost showed her nipples. She wore maximum push-up styles, but he liked things sheer.

Kavita was feeling very shy before this old man as she was aware of the fact that her maximum cleavage was exposed through this bra, "Uncle, sorry! My bra is comparatively very small."

When she'd complained about her exposed-generous cleavage, he'd told her he loved her cleavage, and he didn't want to feel padding, he wanted to feel her. He picked her up and sat her on the side of the bed, kneeling before her to work the salwar suit off her legs up to her knees. He gently lifted each foot and tugged the leg openings of the salwar suit to make it completely off from her two legs.

Then he smiled as she sat there in a sheer bra and with her black panties. She leaned back on her elbows on the bed, pushing out her sweet little tits in the sheer bra.

"Kavita, you are so hot!" cried Kallu.

There was a long bench with a broken wooden plank in the rusted iron frame which was attached to the side of the bogey. Kallu lifted her and sat on the bench and now, he took her and placed her on his lap, cradling her in his left arm. Kallu turned to look at Kavita lifting her hair back from her right shoulder. She looked up at him steadily, her cheeks suffused with a raw blush. He opened her mouth with his lips, and taking her hands in his left hand he laid them down on her naked lap so that he might lift her breasts now and better examine them and he kissed her. He put his tongue deep inside her mouth and started sucking her tongue. It was a new experience for Kavita as she had never tasted anybody's saliva before and a strange sensation swept over her body spontaneously she also started sucking Kallu's tongue and a heavy amount of saliva was transpired between two mouths which both of them gulped down quickly.

"Kiss me," he said, and feeling her warm mouth on his again, he felt his desire rising too soon for his taste, but he decided he could savor this slight torment.

"Innocent beauty," he whispered.

And seating himself on the side of the bench, Kavita still on his lap, he reached out for her, and pulling her wrists into his left hand, he brought her naked body down over his lap so that her legs dangled over the floor.

"Now," he said, pushing his left fingers between her legs, and drawing her close again so that she let out a little gasp before she could stop herself, "I want more of you. Do you know what I mean, my little Beauty?"

She shook her head; for this moment as every action of Kallu was making her excited and thrilled as everything was a new experience to her. And then he lifted her again, his left arm under her shoulders, his right hand between her legs, his thumb on top of her pubis. She made no sound; but if a person could moan silently, then she made such a moan with her whole attitude. Her head fell towards him, and he felt the hot moisture against his right hand. He lifted her, carried her up onto the bed, and gently laid her down. The lamp threw a warm, almost rosy light over her. Her hair fell down on either side of the bed, and she seemed on the verge of crying out, her hands struggling to keep still at her sides.

Her tongue swept over her bottom lip and she let out a groan. He rose up over her and bent forward to press kisses between her breasts. Her eyes closed and her head fell back as his tongue traced the scalloped edge of the lace bra. Then he licked her nipple through the sheer fabric. Her body twitched. Ultimately, he removed her bra. Kallu watched her medium-sized round hung breasts as they bounced. They were plump and firm. Her areolas were in big circles and brownish pink. Her nipples were a rosy pink just like her lips.

Kallu cupped both of her breasts and her dark pink colored areolas and hardened nipples. He sucked gently on one and then the other. He eased up and took each in his mouth in turn, giving oral supplication like a starving infant. At first, he suckled with both hands on a single breast to guide the nipple to its haven of warmth. His tongue next circled round and round each nipple, then licked each one back and forth, on and on. He used his hands to continue kneading her breasts, then to pull and squeeze her nipples. And he bit at her nipples, moving the breasts almost roughly so as to feel their weight, and then lightly he slapped them back and forth, delighting in this.

He kissed his way down her body, over her belly, pulled down her panties a little, and he could glance at the sheer black triangle at the apex of her thighs. He pressed a kiss there too, then set his big hands on her thighs and pushed them gently apart. He stroked his hands up and down her thighs, and she quivered as he nuzzled her pussy through filmy fabric. He breathed in her scent, delicate and feminine and aroused. God, it almost made him feel drunk, filling his head.

"Mmm. So sweet," he murmured, "Just want a feast on you, baby."

"Kavita, my little darling, "he cajoled.

He kissed her thighs, his eyes drifting closed, rubbed his cheek against her leg, kissed all the way down to her knee. Lifting her leg, he licked behind her knee where he knew she was so sensitive. Her sharply indrawn breath was his reward and he smiled against her soft skin.

Kavita gave up trying to watch and collapsed flat on the bed. He kissed the inside of one knee, then the other, taking his time licking and kissing his way back to the canter of her.

"You smell so good," he murmured, again nuzzling her panties, "You must be wet."

"But, uncle, I have not taken bath for more than a week and my entire body had been soaked in sweat only for all these days," Kavita complained and moaned.

"That's the reason, you smell good and sexy, "said Kallu and tugged the panties off and she pushed her feet into the edge of the straw mattress to lift her hips.

Kavita dragged her eyes open and lifted her chin to look at him and saw him sniffing her soiled and unwashed panties. She smiled and said, "Uncle, why don't you take your clothes off too?"

He smiled, "Not yet. I will do it after some time."

Kallu bent over her. He parted her legs. He could see the teen didn't resist covering herself or turning away from him. He stroked her thighs. Bending again, he set his hands on her thighs and held her legs as his mouth descended to her core. Then with his finger and thumb, he reached into the silky damp hair itself and felt those tender little lips and forced them very wide open. Kavita gave a terrible shudder. With his left hand, he covered her mouth, and behind his hand, she cried softly. It seemed easier for her with him covering her mouth and that was all right for now, he thought. She shall be taught everything in time.

She had thick and larger labia (lips) in folded skin around her vaginal opening. Her labia majora (outer lips) were fleshy and covered with pubic hair. The labia minora (inner lips) were inside her outer lips. Kallu could see her clitoris like a small bud hidden and protruding from the beginning of her inner lips at the top.

Her clitoris was like a small pea in size and the tip of the clitoris was covered by the clitoral hood. Her inner lips ended under the opening to her vagina. Her inner lips were small. Her inner labia were short and smooth unlike the wrinkled of other females. Her inner labia were pinkish brown. He opened her labia and only could see pink everywhere inside her vagina.

The lips of her vagina were small and hung open when he widened and the hair between her legs was darkly yellow and curlier than the long straight hair of her head which covered her arms almost down to her hips on either side of her. Both the sides of her cunt lips were surrounded by a thin layer of yellowish golden hair mixed with black silky hairs which gradually ascended up to her pubic area and became a dense forest of blackish hair above.

Her clit protruded, no trouble finding it if he wanted to and her inner labia also hung out, her vagina looking a little like it had a tongue. Kallu's fingers trailed away from her thighs and back onto her cunt. Kallu could smell her musk, acrid and earthy. There was a slight sheen on her pussy. His fingers began to trail upward. It was just so beautiful, he had to touch it. And with his right fingers, he found that tiny nodule of flesh between her tender nether lips and he worked it back and forth until she raised her hips, arching her back. Her little face under his hand was the picture of distress. He smiled to himself. He lightly pushed his index finger between her lips and trailed it upward, collecting some of her moisture.

Kallu brought his finger to his nose and inhaled. The tanginess was almost overpowering; the pace on his cock quickened. He gave his finger one lick and then jammed it into his mouth, sucking it clean. His brain swam with the combined smell and taste of her sex as if the very molecules of her being were calling her horniness out to him. He leaned in closer, his head hovering by her knees. Kallu used one hand to lift up her leg, making his view easier. His eyes were fixed on her pussy. It was swollen, engorged, and ready for a cock. Maybe it would have its first cock tonight. The virgin pussy almost winked at him, pulsating methodically with her heartbeat. Kallu inhaled slowly. Her musk was even stronger as her pussy was not washed for more than a week, Kallu could see the white stuff which was smegma caused by her regular vaginal discharged fluids just inside the door of her vagina and was emitting the hard musk smell. He wanted to clean those through his tongue.

He pressed soft kisses to her folds, gentle suckling kisses, up and down, moving to her inner thighs and then even lower as he pushed her legs higher and nipped at her butt cheeks. She lifted her hips against his mouth.

"Uncle, oh God, "the teen panted.

Kallu leaned farther in, focusing on her pussy again. Her legs were now spread, his knees and body on the bed, his face between her legs. Kallu came within inches of her, so that her pussy, the tops of her thighs took up his entire field of vision. His hands came up to her thighs to balance him. Each hand took up an entire thigh; his fingers began to stretch around a leg. The smell of her cunt was everywhere now; he didn't even have to breathe to be aware of it.

His tongue came out and licked then, teasing over her skin, then dipping deeper, parting her folds, seeking out the center where she was hot and liquid. The delicate spice taste of her arousal slid over his tongue, "Mmm. Taste so good, Kavita. Want to lick you all over."

"God, you're good at this," she moaned.

Warmth expanded inside him, knowing he was giving her pleasure. He licked all over her pussy, his face pressed there between her legs, and then his tongue circled her clit. She made a soft sound of need, her hands fisted in the bedspread. His tongue darted out, one quick flick up her slit. A small moan escaped her lips. His tongue lashed out again and again, he had to have more. Soon he wasn't even licking as much as he was sucking directly on her pussy, consuming as much of her nectar as possibly he could. Pressure and need built inside him, but he kept teasing her. When he finally licked over her clit, her whole body jolted.

"There," he murmured, "Like that?"

"Uncle, I feel a strange sensation there," she panted, pulsing against his mouth, her hips lifting involuntarily.

"I like it too," he said, and then he drew back and touched her, his big fingertips sliding over her, "Want to play with this pretty pussy all night."

Once more she tried to lift her head to look. He met her eyes then dropped his gaze to focus on her pussy, and slid a finger inside her. Her pussy flexed and clenched around it.

"Touching you like this. Tasting you like this," And he swept his tongue over her swollen clit, making her entire body tremble again. He made another sound of appreciation low in his throat and again closed his eyes.

"Uncle," she gasped," Uncle, something is going to come inside from me."

"Good," Kallu smiled.

"Uncle, please put something inside me, I need it. Ohhh, please Stop. Stop," She moaned and reached for his head.

Kallu felt the hot fluid between her legs for the first time which sprinkled inside his mouth, the real fluid which had come before her innocent virgin blood.

"That's it, that's it, my darling," he said. "And you mustn't forget the first orgasm of your life."

He lifted his head and smiled at her, then wiped a hand across his wet mouth, "Okay, now, relax babe."

Removed from his pussy-licking trance and her orgasm, Kallu slammed back into himself. His cock was so hard he felt like his entire body was going to erupt out of it. There was a wet patch on the crotch area of his pants due to his pre-cum, and his cock was slimy with it. He'd been so focused on the perfection of her pussy and her orgasm that he'd momentarily even forgotten about his need to get off. And her pussy was so beautiful and so tasty and so smooth and so soft that Kallu couldn't imagine what it would feel like wrapped around his cock inside her.

In seconds, he had his fly undone, his pants shoved down and his cock out, and she stared in fascination. It was the first time in her life she was witnessing a male cock. She was obviously surprised, shocked, and fascinated by seeing the enormous size of his erect long thick rigid big pulsating monstrous, and virile cock as Kallu walked towards her flaunting his huge cock proudly.

Kavita, the innocent teen 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. Kallu's monstrous gigantic cock was big in length and thickness, and the knob was even bigger and menacing. Kallu was well aware of Kavita's reaction of shock and surprise when she saw the size of his huge nine inches long three-inch-thick monstrous cock with a menacingly bigger knob.

A shiver ran through the spinal code of Kavita and her whole body started trembling, a cold sweat ran through her entire body when she anticipated and imagined the feel of such a big cock stretching and expanding her cunt and filling deep to the bottom, rubbing her inside, for a moment she thought she would die if it enters inside her small cunt. Again, her eyes opened wide with surprise. She had heard her friends gossiping about men's big cock in her college, but she never even heard a man could have such a big cock. She never imagined a man could have such a big cock. She remembered visiting a military camp in her town and seeing horses in the stable, she had seen the big and thick cocks of horses hanging down and Kallu uncle's cock resembled a horse's cock.

"Kallu Uncle, Oh my God! You are gigantic. Your cock is so big, enormous, magnificent, long, thick, and beautiful. Your cock is so big like a horse's cock," Kavita said with her bewildered eyes," Uncle, may I touch it?"

"Sure babe, it is yours only," Kallu smiled.

Kavita 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 lips parted hungrily.

"Oh babe, when you look at me like that I want your lips around my cock," Kallu said as his cock was on fire, heat rushing through his body.

She dragged her tongue over her bottom lip and Kallu groaned. He stripped his long-sleeved shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Kavita bent down and ran her tongue along the shaft, which was standing tall and erect in front of her eyes, licked his scrotum and balls, then took his cock into her mouth and sucked. Kavita nibbled his engorged big pink knob, licking the base and scrotum, his nerves electrified, blood flowing at jet speed to the cock. She continued sucking taking his cock fully in her mouth; Kallu fucked her mouth deep throat. Kabita took his cock all the way in, trying her best to fit every inch in her mouth. Kallu enjoyed her throat pussy. She was bobbing her head up down all the while massaging his balls. She loved how salty his pre-cum tasted on her tongue and she couldn't wait to taste his nut.

She moved down to his balls into her mouth and made sure she paid the same amount of attention to them that she did on his massive cock. Holding his balls in her hands, she moved back to his cock and continued to suck all with her might. A heavy amount of saliva was dripping from both corners of her mouth and was falling on the bed making the plastic sheet a pool of saliva.​