Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

"Ohh, what's a beauty! So white. She must be a foreigner, "someone said.

"Ohh, I have never seen such marvelous breasts ever in my life. So big, so round, just like watermelons. See the nipples, I wish I could suck them now, "one of them commented.

"See her buttocks, see, how the wide buttocks are swaying?" somebody commented.

Due to continuous fucking by three persons last night, the inner lips of Ashmita were peeked out from her vulva and the pink flesh was clearly visible.

"I have never seen such a hairy pussy and a pinkish cunt in my life. I wish I could fuck her here now, "another one from the crowd commented.

Ashmita was sexually thrilled to hear such lewd comments from the slum dwellers. She could see the line of crowds like a beeline around and behind her.

One of the old men from the slum who was a good man asked, "Arjun and Bhiku, who is this lady? Why is she in such a condition?"

"Uncle, she is an insane lady, mentally deranged and not of sound mind. We found her near the beach where she was roaming here and there. We feared she would drown in the sea. We want to cover her body with cloth and then we would take her to the police station so that the police could trace out of her whereabouts, "replied both Arjun and Bhiku.

"You both are doing a good job, "appreciated the old man.

After this, Ashmita removed the torn cloth completely from her body and threw it in the air. The frenzied crowd shouted to catch the cloth and the person who caught the cloth started to sniff it.

They were yet to reach the hut of Arjun. The more they went ahead the more crowds joined them. Everyone was watching the white naked body of Ashmita with their bewildered and surprised eyes. Everyone was asking Arjun and Bhiku the same question and they were replying the same answer. Ashmita felt as if she was a fashion model and the street of the slum was a Ramp walk so she started her catwalk swaying both her hips and breasts. More people joined on the way. Among the crowd, some of the people started massaging their cocks; some started masturbating while walking behind her and the spontaneous ejaculation happened with some people in the crowd. By the time, Arjun reached his hut there was a large crowd following them. When they reached the hut, Arjun immediately ushered Ashmita inside and closed the door.

Then after some time when Arjun came out, he found the crowd still gathered outside of his hut.

He screamed out loudly, "Why are you all here? What is happening here? Is a film show or an exhibition is going on? Don't you know that she is insane, mentally ill and I want to send her back?"

Slowly the crowd receded and after some time none were there. Bhiku had already left for his work. Ashmita was sitting alone inside the hut and she had already put on the black dress of Burqa but she was without panties and bra inside. She wrapped her panties and bra inside an old newspaper.

"Ash, what's the hell have you done! You have displayed your naked body before 30 nos of people approximately," Arjun said.

"I enjoyed it too much. I derived a heavenly pleasure when most of the people from your slum saw clearly each part of my body, "she said.

"Now, I have to admit that in a real sense, you are a whore," Arjun said.

"Have I ever denied that I am not a whore?" she smiled.

Then Arjun heard a knock at the door. He opened the door and found Uncle Birju with his, as usual, blue uniform, a deep blue colored sleeveless shirt, and shorts carrying a broom and a shovel. Uncle Birju was an old man of 58 years, with a strong physique and all grey hair on his head who was going to retire after two years. He was a Govt. servant, working as a street sweeper in and around the Juhu sea beach area. He would use his broom and shovel to clean off litter, animal waste, and filth that accumulated on the streets. Since the Juhu beach area was far away from the slum, every day, Arjun will give him a free lift up to the Juhu area as he was his neighbor uncle.

Arjun could see a scared look on Uncle Birju's face. He looks very worried.

"Uncle, come inside, I am getting ready and after some time we will leave from here, "said Arjun.

"Is that crazy woman is still inside your hut?"Birju asked in a worried expression.

"Yes, uncle," he replied.

"Then, I will not go inside. It is better to wait outside, "said the old sweeper.

"Why are you worried, uncle? She is also going with us, "smiled Arjun.

"What? Then I am not going with you. What I have heard, the crazy woman will scratch you with their nails and bite you also, "he said in a panicked voice.

"Nothing like that, uncle. She is very calm and quiet and I guarantee you that she would not do any harm to you. If you don't believe come with me and witness yourself, "he said.

The old sweeper entered inside and found the woman sitting on the floor covering herself with a Burqa. Arjun said to Ashmita, "He is Uncle Birju, show your face to him."

Ashmita unveiled her face and the old sweeper was shocked and mesmerized by a white moon-like beautiful white face staring at him intently. Uncle Birju could see that there was no hostility in her face rather she looked very innocent.

"Did she bite you, uncle?" asked Arjun.

The destination was long and at the same place. Both Uncle Birju and Ashmita would get down at the same place. First Uncle Birju then he will drop Ashmita at her cabin house. Arjun covered the two open sides of the back of his auto-rickshaw with a side curtain. (A tarpaulin material specifically used during rainy and summer season, to protect commuters from heat, dust, and rainwater coming in) He was satisfied that now nobody could see the passengers from the outside. Both Uncle Birju and Ashmita sat on the backside inside the curtain-covered seat. Birju placed his shovel and broom on the footboard and kept a reasonable distance from the lady. Arjun ignited the engine and went ahead. After some time, they left the slum and were in the street of alleys. Arjun concentrated his mind on traffic on the road and he preferred not to converse with Ashmita as Uncle Birju was sitting beside her.

Due to the jerking, the old sweeper's body was touching occasionally with Ashmita and the old sweeper was feeling as if an electric current was passing through his old body as he had seen her young face. He had one married daughter whose age must be the same as this crazy woman. He had grandchildren and his wife was above 50 years grown to be an old woman. He had not fucked any woman for the last five years neither to his old wife nor to any other woman. Birju devised a plan if he would fondle this crazy woman nobody would know even Arjun would also not get the slightest hint and this crazy woman could not say anything before anybody because she was insane.

He slowly moved a bit as if due to jerking and his body closely touched with her. He encircled his hand around her waist slowly. Ashmita could well study the evil intention of this old sweeper and remained silent and decided that she would act like an insane and innocent woman without reacting to anything. Slowly, the old sweeper unveiled her face and saw her beautiful face gazed at him intently, an expressionless face.

He whispered in her ear, "Hey, Beauty, what's your name?"

But there was no response. He kissed her face and there was no resistance. Then he kissed her on her lips.

Again he whispered, "Open your mouth."

Ashmita parted her beautiful lips and the old sweeper was pleased to see that the crazy woman was responding. He put his tongue inside and started to suck her tongue. Ashmita immediately responded by sucking his tongue and a heavy amount of saliva was transpired between two mouths. Hurriedly, he caught hold of her breasts on the above of her dress and was surprised to find the erected hard nipples; the woman had no bra inside. Then the old sweeper guessed that this insane woman was wandering naked at sea beach and Arjun had provided her only this burqa. Where could Arjun find a bra and panties for this woman? Then definitely this woman had no panties beneath the dress. He lifted the hem of the lower portion of her burqa and lifted it up to her waist and put his hand inside. Ohh, my God! The old sweeper was pleased to feel only her naked flesh, he extended his hand ahead and he could feel the silky hair of her pubic hair then he withdrew his hand.

Arjun turned his head for a fraction of a second and saw them sitting silently and immediately concentrated his attention ahead towards the traffic.

"Uncle, are you OK?" asked Arjun looking ahead.

"I am fine, beta and she is also OK. Don't look back, there is heavy traffic ahead, "said Uncle Birju.

Then the old sweeper immediately unbuttoned her two side portions of the chest of her dress and widened the sides, her big round and heavy breasts popped out. He squeezed her just exposed heavenly breasts. He let out a moan of pleasure as he felt the smoothness of her young breasts, the taut milky white skin, and perky pink nipples. Without much ado, he took the right one in his dirty mouth and started to suck with all his might; mauling and pinching the left one with his right hand. The sensation of something wet brought the attention of Ashmita. She realized that there was 'something wet' on her breast which was the saliva of this old sweeper, pouring out copiously from his dirty mouth.

Then he extended his hand towards her crotch area. His hand brushed against her pubic area, his fingers caressed her pubic area and he didn't expect such dense forest there. His fingers kept aside her hair and he could see the feminine pinkness of her vulval lips, so beautiful and well, ladylike; it was the smoothest vulva he had ever seen. His now almost-erect penis gave a bigger twitch of excitement. He inserted one of his fingers inside and was surprised to find the inside moist so this crazy woman had responded to his ministration, then he inserted another finger, then with his two fingers he started in and out of finger fucking inside her for sometimes and the crazy woman was responding with soft moaning. He withdrew his fingers and noticed that his two fingers were coated with juice. He smelled it. After long years he could smell the sweet fragrance of inner feminine scent, and then he sucked his fingers and felt it tasty. Then the old sweeper unzipped the fly of his and his half pants and his big cock emerged with throbbing.

Ashmita wondered why all these slum dwellers had big cocks always. It was enormous, a big black cock in size not less than 8 inches in length and 2 inches in thickness surrounded by grey pubic hairs and two big balls beneath it.

Birju whispered, "Beauty, touch it."

He was very much pleased to see that the crazy woman gripped his cock. Ashmita pulled the foreskin and a big, round purpled colored head emerged out. She started to stroke the penis from up to the base and from base to up. The old sweeper shivered to feel the warm and soft touch of her hand. Then all of a sudden he bent her head down on his cock.

Her lips clamped ever tighter around the huge length of his penis that thrust in and out her mouth in a wildly building rhythm and the old sweeper was almost bouncing on the balls of his feet as he fucked it in and out, his thighs obscenely spread and his hands smoothing and clutching her throat and head, guiding her hotly clasping mouth over his pulsating hardness that seemed to grow ever larger with her every sucking motion. Ashmita heard his salacious cry and it spurred her to greater intensity. Oh, she loved doing this for this poor slum dweller! He was shaking and shuddering and moaning with the rapture that her wetly sucking mouth was bringing him.

Her waist felt numb for constant bending down from one side on his lap and the breath rattled through her distended nostrils as she strove to suck the mammoth prick, vein laced and quivering, completely down her working throat. Ashmita could feel that her upper thighs were wet and slightly sticky with her own moisture that was seeping down from deep within her achingly hollow body.

Ashmita ached for that huge thickened hardness inside her, deep inside her! She could see the tightly curled grey pubic hair right in front of her eyes and on the hard thrust of uncle's hips that sent his cock so deep into the roundness of her mouth, her nose almost touched the dense mat, the forest above his genitals. She could hear him almost crooning to her in his raging animal lust as he tried urgently for relief from the clutch of passion that held him bound like a prisoner.

"Uncle, is she OK?" the old sweeper heard the voice of Arjun as Arjun was anxious to know about Ashmita. Birju anticipated his looking back and he patted on Ashmita to stop for a moment of her action.

Arjun looked for a second to back and found Ashmita lying on the lap of the uncle, he asked, "Uncle, what is she doing?"

"The poor crazy lady is snoring on my lap, let us not disturb her. She is fine. Don't look back further to inspect her or you will knock down against something, "warned Uncle Birju.

"Sorry, uncle," Arjun said as he thought Ashmita must be fatigued due to continuous fucking of her last night which lulled her into sleep and he concentrated on his driving.

The old sweeper was throwing his hips now in an agonized dance of delicious desire. His head was swimming and this beautiful crazy lady was increasing the pressure moment by moment, making a vacuum of her lips and throat and mouth! Suddenly her soft hands closed around his obscenely grotesque and distended penis and her lips closed and milked his cock like a miniature vacuum cleaner, sucking him as she slowly drew the stalk of his prick out so there was two-way pressure! Oh, God! He couldn't hang on much longer!

He could feel the muscles bunching in his calves as he crouched slightly. The old sweeper eased his knees even further apart and caught her lovely slaving face in his hands and his feet found space beside her body where she bent in supplication.

Oh, God! He felt her teeth gently rake the sensitive skin of his grotesquely bloated cock that he fucked in and out of her lovely mouth now as though it were a tiny hairless cunt.

"Ohhhh, baby ... keeps on ... suckkkk ... Suckkk ... Harderr!" he whispered in Ashmita's ear.

His hands were a vise that held her head immobile, his pulsating shaft a piston that slid in and out in an oiled beat, harder and harder and deeper and deeper! She was gasping around the enormous rod and tried to pull away. He saw the crazy lady's lewdly distorted mouth locked band-tight around his cock and her eyes fluttered closed and it was as though she were beginning an orgasm. Her face had that look but he knew it was only a vicarious thing. Ashmita had already reached her orgasm. Oh, God! He was going to do it! He was going to cum in her mouth and spew his sperm down her throat. She'd drown in it! She knew it! But he controlled himself as he wanted to fuck her.

Slowly he withdrew his cock from her mouth and a heavy quantity of her saliva started dripping on the footboard. At the same time, the old sweeper felt her two breasts rubbing on his thighs. Although he would have loved to play with such perfect breasts all day long, all nights for his entire lifetime, but he didn't have much time at his disposal. Letting go of her breasts, he adjusted her body, made her sit on his lap, his hard cock between her widespread legs, with his left hand holding her around her waist. He spread her legs apart, pushing at her smooth soft thighs with his hairy ones, and positioned himself between them. With his free right hand, he placed his fully erect penis at the entrance of her vagina, its moist pre-cum coated tip touching the lips of her pink vulva. Still holding her by her waist with his left hand, he used his right one to guide the tip of his penis beyond her vulval lips, his penis throbbing with ecstasy at their tightness.

He left it there, at the edge of her vagina, and moved his right hand to her face. He gripped her jaw tightly with his right hand, forced her face straight, and aligned it with his own; their nose tips barely a centimeter away. She smelt his dirty face before actually seeing it close up. Holding her jaw, he made sure her eyes were fixed on his own; as, with one forceful thrust of his pelvis, he tore into her wet vagina. She closed her eyes with ecstasy as his penis assaulted her wet vagina. Such was the force of his first thrust that his penis was almost completely embedded inside her the first time itself, she heard him release a low moan of pleasure.

The old sweeper saw her eyes dilate in shock and heard her groan. Bringing his penis almost all the way out of her vagina, he thrust again, this time a little less forcefully as it regained its original depth. Then, as a man possessed, he began to piston his penis in and out of her vagina, in forceful rough thrusts, grunting like a pig every time the tip of his penis hit her cervix.

Ashmita thought that this was her most glorious experience of getting fucked by a slum dweller in a running Auto rickshaw in the crowded street of Mumbai in daylight. With each thrust, she felt strange pleasure radiate from her vagina, to all over her body, right to her head. Her initial loud shriek of pleasure had given way to low groans, which were synchronized with his thrusts; almost as if the energy of his thrusts traveled all the way up to her throat, vibrating her vocal cords of their own accord. He stared into her expressionless eyes(she was acting to be a madwoman before him with a constant gaze) as he continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, which had now begun to respond to his assault.

He could tell, by the decreased amount of force that was now required to piston in and out of her, that her vagina had begun to release her own sex juices. He could also feel the increased wetness around his throbbing shaft, and also on his thighs. She was really secreting a huge amount of juices, now, his every thrust made a sloppy noise in her copious juices. To his surprise, he heard her moan in pleasure into her gag. It was a low sound, but it was definitely a moan of pleasure. Ohh, the madwoman had at last reacted! Then she was deriving pleasure in her subconscious mind he thought. Then to his surprise, he felt her cunt squeeze his penis between her pussy walls and suddenly he felt the muscles loosened inside and he could feel her approaching orgasm as he felt a force of hot liquid gushing out inside and bathed his penis. He looked down and found her dripping wet vagina. The poor mad lady! Her subconscious mind had already reached an orgasm but she was hardly aware of this.

With each and every thrust, Ashhmita could now feel a wave of carnal pleasure radiate from her vagina, to all over her body, right to her head. She couldn't believe her ears as a low moan of pleasure escaped her lips, and she reached another orgasm. His breathing became labored and he took in this moment of pure ecstasy; gripping her dangling breasts tightly, he licked her neck from behind, as he felt the bulbous head of his penis bulge inside her pussy, releasing his semen inside.

He orgasmed in pure delight; ejaculated his semen in huge quantities, giving a few secondary thrusts until all his juice had been milked out of his penis. It was one of the longest orgasms he had experienced, all the while moaning out in pleasure. Even after he had withdrawn his penis from this mad lady's pussy, he was moaning in pleasure! Ashmita arranged her dress properly and put her veil in the face and sat as before. After 10 minutes, they reached the area of Juhu beach.

"Uncle, your destination has reached, "said Arjun.

"Thank you, Beta," said the old sweeper and got down with his equipment. He glanced towards the veiled woman but couldn't know her reaction.

After dropping him off, Arjun turned his Rickshaw and after 5 minutes, they reached the cabin house of Ashmita near the sea beach.

"Ash, tell me one thing, clearly," said Arjun, "Are you really going to be pregnant?"

"I told you yesterday, I am in my fertile period now and definitely I am going to be pregnant very soon, "she replied.

"But whose baby it would be?" he further asked.

"How could I know? It may be yours, maybe your friend Sachin's, maybe your friend Bhiku's, or maybe that old beggar Nandu chacha's," she smiled.

"OK, bye, when should I meet you again?" he asked.

"You come on the day after tomorrow, I will let you know my next program," Ashmita said and headed towards the gate and saw Arjun leave.

She murmured, "You fool, how could you expect baby from me!"

Ashmita rushed towards the house and entered her bedroom, removed the dress, and kept it carefully in a secret place on her cloth shelf. He opened the drawer of her shelf, picked out her small medicine container, and gulped down a powerful anti-biotic capsule with a glass of water. She breathed a sigh of relief that it would prevent anti-bacteria infection as she was very afraid of her close contact with that dirty beggar Nandu chacha.

She was very much concerned about her skin infection. Then she picked out a medicated bathing soap and rushed inside the bathroom. She was still feeling sticky inside her pussy and rectum hole as there were heavy cums inside by the three. Again there was a fresh cum inside her pussy a few moments before and she could see the cum of that old sweeper was dripping between her legs. She inserted her finger inside her pussy and ass hole to clean properly and scrubbed her entire body with the soap and finished her bath. Then she felt a complete relaxation. She wrapped herself in a towel and came out when she heard the phone start ringing.

"Hello, who is it?" She picked the cradle.

"Hii, dear, it is your husband, how are you my darling?" said Bhashkar from another side.

"You both must have enjoyed last night in the sea on the boat, "said Ashmita.

"Yes, dear, I have fucked your daughter the whole night, I just called you dear because we both will be a little late and we will be at the house by evening," said Bhashkar.

"Well, enjoy yourselves, convey my love to my daughter, "said Ashmita.

She finished her conversation with her husband then she heard the calling bell. She went to the door and found Muthu with his basket of coconuts.

"Muthu, come inside, "she said.

Muthu entered inside and placed his basket on the floor and said, "Madam, you told me to come today."

"Did I? It has skipped out of my mind. Thank God! My husband is not there, "she smiled.

"Do you know, Madam? Today morning a foreign lady who was, in fact, insane and was rescued by Arjun, the Rickshaw driver who made you around yesterday. She was completely naked and was roaming about near sea beach and fortunately, Arjun and his friend found her and brought her to his hut," explained Muthu.

"Did you see her?" asked Ashmita.

"No, Madam, unfortunately, I had gone to attend my call of nature at that time but most of the people of slum watched her completely naked, "he said.

"So, what's your program today, Muthu? asked Ashmita with a seductive smile.

Muthu approached near her and all of a sudden snatched the towel from her body and Ashmita became completely naked. Ashmita started running towards her bedroom and Muthu followed her into her bedroom. With a swift movement, Muthu pushed her into bed and jumped on her.​