Misc. Erotica The Law of Jungle

"Are you going to come for me, baby?" he asked.

"God, yes" she moaned, as she arched her back, head tilted back, eyes closed. Her chest heaved and her breasts strained upward as she began fucking his face almost as fast almost as he could lick.

"Oh God, you're good, "Ashmita panted.

She was moaning and bucking wildly as he sucked on her clit. He slid two fingers into her tight hole again and located her G-spot. As he began to slowly massage her spot, she went wild throwing her cunt at his face, "Oh Baby! That's it. Yeah, baby. You're making me cum."

Her orgasm splattered all over his face and most of went inside his mouth which he gulped immediately. Then he started long slow laps from her cunt all the way up to her clit. Each time he reached her clit he flicked it tantalizingly, and then went back to her cunt.

"Please Arjun, Please." she begged to grab his hair, "Let me cum again. Let me cum."

But he continued to tease her, stimulating her clit just enough to get her on the brink and then moving away again. Ashmita was constantly on the edge of orgasm and she splattered one orgasm after another, it was a multi-orgasm. His mouth was full of her cunt juices which he was trying to gulp down breathless and his face was full of the light white droplets of her cum.

Arjun started devouring her cunt, sucking her juices, slurping, licking her all cunt juices, pressing his mouth to her cunt, and sucking, making a slurping noise. Running his tongue around inside her cunt, probing and licking, he brought his tongue out of her cunt and lapped up her tasty delicious cunt juice having a peculiar pleasant smell. Arjun put his lips against her cunt and slurped with a loud noise, the more he slurped, the more juices were oozing out.

"Oh, God, you are sucking out all my juices," she moaned, pressed his head, onto her cunt as he could feel the sensations of her cunt muscles pulsating, quivering against his lips and face. She pressed her thighs around his face lifting her legs and keeping them on his shoulders.

Arjun tasted her on his tongue, her exquisite flavor filling his mouth. He relished her cries of pleasure as her pussy tightened around his fingers. She would need to climax before he got any chance of fucking her. He sawed his fingers inside her, stretching her cunt to be able to fit his cock inside her. She gripped his fingers tight, and he circled her clit feeling her release spill over her. His fingers were coated in her cum. He pulled out of her body and licked his digits. Her eyes drooped, and she gave him a small smile. Arjun wished he could photograph her in that position. She looked perfect to him.

Arjun's cock was rock hard and ready to go and pointed directly at her cunt.

They kissed, but Ashmita's lower lip trembled, "You frighten me with your big cock."

He gently kissed her cheek, then her lips, then the tip of her nose, "Never be frightened of me, baby girl. My cock may be bigger than your old husband but I will fuck you softly. I would never harm such a beautiful creature as you."

He ran his tongue over her lower lip, "A beauty like yours is to be treasured, worshipped."

His mouth teased her. She breathed in his air, falling deeper under his spell. Her eyes half-closed as he lowered his head.

Ashmita pushed him away, acted as if she was too scared, "No. I can't. This is too crazy. I have never seen such a huge and monstrous cock which I cannot accommodate inside me."

Arjun felt the pride of himself about the size of his cock.

"Don't worry dear! Your pussy is now wet, warm, swollen, and moistened even you cannot feel when my big cock would enter smoothly inside your pussy completely and you will enjoy when my big thing would move between your cunt lips."

Without saying another word, he grabbed her by the back of the head and crushed his mouth to her. He gave no quarter as his tongue speared inside her mouth, taking ownership. As she struggled in his grasp, he pulled up the hem of her dress from behind. A cool breeze touched her lower back and it was in this moment of relative optimism for Ashmita that she felt his arms tense, and suddenly, in one deft athletic move, he had rolled on top of her, and though his weight was mostly through his elbows and forearms planted on either side of her head, she was pinned down and helpless, and a little breathless beneath his bulk.

He grabbed the thick cock in his hand and placed the head inside the lips of her juice-drenched pussy. At that moment Ashmita wanted to tease him. She knew well that she was in a safe period now and there was no chance of her pregnancy if he comes inside her.

"Arjun, don't you have a condom?" she asked coolly.

"What! Why?" he asked in a surprising voice.

"You see, I am now in a fertile period. If you cum inside then there are hundred percent chances that I would get pregnant by you, "she said in a fake worried expression.

"Fuck! I could have purchased one if I would have known that you were going to let me fuck you," he appeared to be worried and his face went pale.

To make him more excited sexually, she said, "Well, you know how much I love you now! I would let you cum inside me."

"But, you will get pregnant!" he asked in a surprising voice.

"I don't care. I will keep your baby," she said.

"But, how could a rich lady keep the baby of a poor Auto-Rickshaw driver who is a slum dweller? Even your husband would come to know, then?" he asked in bewildered eyes.

"I would keep your baby as a memento from you. My husband would not at all know about this because once I get pregnant by you then I would persuade my husband to fuck me once and he would realize that your baby was his."

"What's an idea, Ash? Yes, I would cum inside you in any means," he was determined.

When Arjun imagined that this rich lady was ready to get pregnant by him, his own baby would be nourished in a rich household, his cock became harder and harder, throbbing and beating on her leg.

"Now, dear fuck me and cum inside me," he heard the seductive voice of Ashmita.

Ashmita could feel the length of his cock lying between her pussy lips. This never failed to excite her beyond belief, the soft promise of his eventual entry, and the titillation of that sensory-rich skin. Arjun could see her breasts rise and fall with the beginnings of her excitement. Her eyelids closed halfway over slumberous, heated eyes. Bending forward, he took her mouth in a fierce, claiming kiss. She reached down, grasped him, and put the head of his cock into her pussy. He flexed forward and she settled down, spreading her legs wide over him. His cock slid home, the wet satin of her pussy walls parting for him, then closing back over him, enveloping in the slippery heat.

"I'm going to start slowly, honey. Just hang on... don't try to jerk your body otherwise, you will feel little pain because of my big cock. Once it enters deep inside then you will never feel any pain, understand...Just hold onto me, "he cautioned Ashmita as if she was a virgin girl.

"So tight. God, but your cunt feels like paradise," he said and moved in her slowly, stretching her with his huge, throbbing cock. He sought and found her nipples, tugged and squeezed them as his hot breath blew the bare flesh at her nape, and that got her hotter and frantic. Then Arjun decided to plunge his cock deeper inside her. He pulled back his cock a little then with a full force he jabbed it inside her. Ashmita felt a strange sensation as she felt that his big entire cock had been engulfed between her pussy lips, her experienced pussy had already gobbled up his big cock as she felt that his balls were flapping at the lips of her vagina.

She smiled but to make the situation sexier, to make him more excited sexually, in a fake manner, she screamed. She collapsed, sobbing against his shoulder as her fake tears were rolling down from her two eyes.

"Honey, you ok?" Arjun could feel her shaking against him and saw her tears, "Honey?"

"I felt severe pain but now, I'm ok. You just went so deep, so fast. Just give me a minute," she requested like an innocent and virgin girl.

"Sweetie, if this is too much, we'll stop," he was afraid now.

"No, you can continue," she said softly.

"What's the size of your husband's penis?" he said.

"Very small, one-third size of your entire penis," she replied.

"Ohh, my God! It is a boy's small penis. I wonder and fail to understand how he was satisfying you for so many years and how he is satisfying a young wife now?"Arjun exclaimed with disbelief.

"I was never satisfied with him because of his small cock," she softly replied.

"Should we resume our fucking now, dear?" asked Arjun.

"But, could I feel pain again?" asked Ashmita.

"You may be a big woman but your mind is like a simple-minded innocent virgin girl. Don't you feel that your entire pussy is filled up with my huge cock then how could you feel pain when your entire cunt muscles have accommodated my cock? Do you understand now?" he asked.

"No," she nodded her head like an innocent girl.

"My dear Ash, let me explain to you in detail why did you feel pain? First, the inside of your pussy was dry for more than one year, the movement of the muscles and blood flows there were inactive. Secondly, your cunt was habitual and accustomed to accommodating the small penis of your husband for the years. All of a sudden when my big penis entered inside you, your cunt muscles got expanded and could not easily accommodate my big penis and rubbed against it painfully. Due to these two reasons, you have inflicted a little pain. Now, your cunt has accustomed and also accommodated my big penis and now you will feel the real pleasure of fucking. Do you understand now?" he asked.

Ashmita nodded her head and said, "How could you know all these things about sex? It appears you are a sex expert."

"Certainly! Perhaps you have no idea, how many prostitutes and beggar women, young or old, I have fucked in my life! That's for why, I am your teacher," he boasted.

A warm albeit shaky chuckle rumbled in his ear, "I'll be fine, it was just unexpected. Let me get myself together. You can resume the fucking."

He was very pleased to inflict pain on this rich lady by his big cock and feeling superior to her husband because he was proud of his big cock. The rich whore would now understand what was a real fucking by a poor man of a slum dweller. But little did he know that her old husband's cock was bigger than him and this rich lady had a weird fancy to get fucked by poor men, low classed people, and particularly by the slum dwellers due to some thrills, fantasy, and newness in her sex life. After a minute, he could feel her clasping his cock tightly with her pussy.

"You ok?" he asked.

She nodded.

"You ready for this?" she felt a soft, licking, and kiss against her neck, "You sure?"

A little nip was her answer. He laughed. "Ok, then, hang on."

Ashmita found the rhythm in his cock, the thrusts inside her. It was like the time when she was 16, riding her bicycle, and she hit a large bump. The seat of the bicycle had slammed into her cleft and she'd exploded with the sensation. But she was also totally out of control as she was enjoying his fuck. Arjun groaned a deep, purring sound as he laid his palms on her upper thighs, adding the brushing of his thumbs on her labia to the pulsating rhythm of the cock. Ashmita wished then she could wrap her arms around him--an emotion she'd never experienced with her men.

She was without any other desire but to please him and make this day a success to please this slum dweller, and without any other sensation beyond awareness of the end of his penis, strangely too hot, repeatedly jabbing and bumping into and around her hot oven. Ashmita loved Arjun, and all her thoughts were on helping this poor man what he so dearly wanted and to make him love her all the more. It was in this spirit that she was pleased with herself.

She let her head fall back and then forward, the wet slickness of her juices creating a smooth sliding motion. It was unbearably erotic; she was shaking from it, her breasts jiggling with the motion of Arjun's body. One hand behind her, he put his other hand between them. Searching out her clit, he pinched it once, twice, three times in rapid succession. She cried out and convulsed, setting her teeth into his shoulder as she came.

He grunted with the pain of her bite but was secretly proud that he could make her come so easily. His cock swelled more, now aching to be deep inside her totally, completely inside her heat and wet pussy. Sliding his hand around to her back, he spread his fingers wide and slid the middle finger down the cleft of her ass. Finding the puckered opening, he slid it inside. She squeezed around hit automatically, her sobbing breath in his ear.

"Oh, God! Yes, Deeper... harder," she cried.

"Shhh, baby, we've got time," he used his hand as leverage, lifting her slightly.

Her muscles were going crazy, nothing like the trained motion she'd achieved over the years. Her cunt was rhythmically grasping and releasing. Her clit was engorged, her slick juice was pouring down like never before. Arjun was in ecstasy. This incredible woman was the hottest, wettest, and deepest, best...her cunt was a magical place where he was held, loved, stroked, and milked.

He reached down between them, felt the soaking wetness of their joined bodies, and brought back his hand to her mouth. Putting his fingers inside, he let her suck her wetness off her skin. She was moaning constantly. There was no Bhashkar, no Arpita. Just Arjun, just his penis, engorged as she'd never felt it, plowing in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out...strong, then soft... delving to the deepest part of her. She'd been afraid that her usual super-wetness would prevent any friction, but it was perfect. Making a supreme effort, she squeezed her cunt muscles.

He was seeing stars. It was so incredible. All of a sudden, she was bouncing violently up and down on his cock. His penis rammed hard into her, making her cry out. She could hear Arjun's answering cry...could feel the heat and strength of him fucking her madly. Arjun's cock was taking her, possessing her, owning her. Arjun was shaking, a great bellowing cry exploding from his chest. He put his hand between them and sought out her wet, engorged clit.

He pinched it hard, making her scream. She came in great shaking waves, head thrown back, and nails biting into his sides. Crying, wailing, it rolled over and over and over, making her cunt convulse upon his cock with incredible strength. It was very difficult on the part of Arjun to continue furthermore as he felt that he could control no more as he wanted to ejaculate his cum inside the cunt of this rich whore so that he could plant a baby of the slum dweller inside her womb. But at that moment, both of them could hear the loud noise and laughter. Both of them were panicked and Arjun stood up and saw a group of tourists coming towards their way.

"Ash, hurry up. Put on your dress quickly," Ashmita could guess the alarm in his voice.

"Let's get out of here," Arjun said.

Now, it was time for the return journey. They proceeded to board the boat. Ashmita looked at him, Arjun's face was pale and disheartened.

He said, "I feel very much regretted that although I enjoyed fucking with you but it was incomplete because I couldn't plant my baby inside your womb. I don't know when the next chance would come to fuck you or it may not come also."

Ashmita felt pity for this poor man but she had some other plans, she smiled herself but put on a grave face and said, "Arjun, you see, I gave you a chance to give me a baby but bad luck! I feel sorry as it didn't materialize."

It had already been 10 minutes since the moving of the boat. Both Ashmita and Arjun were glancing towards the sea through the rails. Both of them remained silent. Arjun was not finding pleasure in anything nor did he want any conversation with Ashmita. He was very much depressed. Ashmita could understand well his state of mind. Unfortunately, in their return journey, neither they could see any ships and yachts nor any seagulls coming near to the rails. Arjun cursed his bad luck if they could stay a little longer in the garden, but it was destiny, but still, there was hope if this rich lady could invite him tomorrow for another fuck because he had already pleased her by his fucking in the garden.

Ashmita cleared her throat, "Arjun, it seems, you are not well. Why are you so much depressed?"

"No, Ash, I am OK,' he replied in a slow and weak voice.

"Tell me, if I could do anything to please you now," she smiled.

"You cannot do anything here unless we reach Gateway of India," Arjun replied coolly.

Ashmita was a bitch, an insatiable whore, and a manipulator, she was desperate for another fuck, she had her own plan and own ideas. She didn't want this return journey wasted by sitting near this stud. She had a pleasant experience with him in the garden. Really, this slum dweller knew how to fuck, how to please a woman, he was a stud in real sense and she would utilize him as many times as possible.

Ashmita moved a bit closer to him, embraced him tightly, and kissed him. She whispered, "Arjun, tell me do you still want to give me a baby?"

Arjun nodded his head and said, "Yes, I want to plant my baby-making seeds inside your womb."

"Then, you can fuck me now, "she smiled.

"Really, but how?" he asked in surprise.

"There is a way, I will sit on your lap and you can fuck me easily and you can cum inside me, "she smiled.

"What's an idea?" he sprang up on the bench, "I wonder, how this idea didn't come into my mind?"

Now, all of a sudden, like a change of weather, his face brightened, his black face glazed, his breaths steadied and like a mad man, he started kissing Ashmita frantically. Ashmita just smiled.

"Oh, well, now, a man has been changed suddenly," with a mischievous grin, Ashmita stood up, leaned over, and said, "How about a kiss?"

He captured her lips in a deep kiss. Along with a bit of himself, he tasted her--her warmth, her sweetness, her heart.

Ashmita had not wasted her time to pull down her panties and discarded those and lifted the hem of her dress up to her waist. As the waves lapped onto the side of the boat, the waves of pleasure lapped over him now. Arjun kissed her tenderly; he tasted and smelled of her musky and sexy fragrance. Arjun stood up and slowly stripped off his shirt and pants.

Ashmita rode on his lap astride, facing him, straddling her two legs on his two thighs, leveraged herself by putting her two hands on his shoulders.

"Do you feel any problem? I mean my weight on your lap?" she asked.

"Your weight is just like a small flower on my lap. I could make you sit on my lap whole day and night," he smiled.

Ashmita could feel the stiffening of his cock under her butt, which was pressing into her butt and was pleasant to feel. Ashmita squirmed a little and he grunted, then his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, his other hand on her belly stroking softly. His left hand was on her leg, stroking that casually. Arjun moved his right hand up to her face, caressing her cheek lightly, then flicked back her bangs., He pressed against the corner of her mouth with his thumb, drawing it upwards a little, smiling at her. He slid his hand back onto her face and caressed her cheek, again. She was sweating nervously. Arjun pressed his index finger against her lips, and dipped it between a little, then slid it back and forth along her mouth.

"Did you like it?" he asked, trying to keep his own voice even.

"Sometimes," she sighed.

He pressed his finger a bit harder, and she opened her lips for him, and then slid them down over his finger.

"You used to suck your thumb when you were a baby," he said, "I guess you never know when a talent like that can come in handy."

She slid her lips down his finger to the knuckle, and her eyes tilted towards him as she sucked on his finger. She slid her lips back up and off them, and then turned away. Arjun pressed his hand against the side of her face and turned her towards him. He caught her flickering eyes with him and held them, pulled her head in against him. Her lips neared his, and then they were together, their lips melding slowly. Hers remained stiff for perhaps five seconds, then softened and parted. His arms around her tightened as their tongues slid slowly forward, tasting each other. Their lips moved slowly, wetly together, and her head tilted back, her eyes closing as she gave a convulsive shudder.

Arjun's right hand slid up her belly, then up onto her left breast. He stroked his hand very lightly along the underside of the round mound. He cupped her breast more firmly, squeezing it. She groaned softly into his mouth. Arjun pulled back and her eyes flickered open, filled with excitement, concern, anxiety, embarrassment, and a mute appeal to continue. Her one-piece cloth of Burqa up to her neck was designed in such a way that it could not be opened partially unless it is removed completely from the body. He unbuttoned her chest portion of the dress completely. Both left and right of the front neck depth portions (Divided parts of the dress on her chest portion which was buttoned) were wide opened and he kept those sides opened more wide and her entire black bra was exposed before him. Cupping the soft mounds of her bra, he stroked her hard nipples through the fabric.

With a flick of his fingers, Arjun unhooked the bra. Her eyes went wild for a second, and he heard a gasp of alarm. He sped up, pulling up the back and pulling it forward over her head, then tossing it away. She covered her breasts with her arms, her eyes huge. Arjun smiled reassuringly, her face reddened as he exposed her breasts, and he kissed her, first on the side of the face, then on her neck, then on her lips again, and her fake resistance slowly melted. He stroked the underside of her bare breast as he had before, only now feeling the warmth and softness.

She rewarded him with a soft moan, "I only need a baby from you, Arjun so that I could remember you throughout my life."

His hands were on her round flesh, "Yes, that's right. After some moment, I will give you a baby."

Arjun squeezed the small orb, marveling at how pert, how firm it was. It had been years and years since he'd felt a heavy round breast, far too long and as he remembered last time he fondled this type of breasts of a beggar girl of 20 years but the breasts of other beggar women and prostitutes were all sagging. He eased her back, his lips moving with less restraint on hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth as his hand kneaded her breast meat. Then he pulled back, easing her head back and raising her chest, looking down at those rock-hard long nipples, sticking out so firmly, so tempting.

He pinched one, squeezing it and pulling it up, then bent his head and licked a slow trail around and around it, wanting to prolong the anticipation. Finally, he allowed his tongue to lick heavily across the quivering little tit button, and she jerked in response. He licked again and again and again, then fastened his lips around it and suckled gently. He drew the nipple and areola into his mouth, licking his tongue over the sensitive flesh as he suckled.

He closed his teeth on her tit meat, though not tightly, nibbling and chewing at it as she wriggled a little in his lap. She was grinding her ass down on his thigh, gasping and whimpering softly as she rubbed herself on him. Her mouth was opening and closing, her eyes tightly clenched, then she stiffened.

"Arjuunnnnn!" she gasped.

Arjun slid a hand down between her legs and squeezed her pussy, and she gasped and jerked her head back. She arched her back and bucked her hips upwards as he squeezed and rubbed her pussy furiously. She bounced and shook through an obvious orgasm, moaning and puffing like a steam engine, then let her head fall back against his chest and with a soft, quavering groan, went limp. Arjun cupped her pussy gently, feeling the moisture of her against the palm of his hand. He continued to lick and suckle at her nipples and breasts for a minute, then pulled his head up and smiled at her face. Ashmita blinked back at him, and then licked her lips. Arjun raised her head and kissed her on the lips, then drew back. His right hand slid over her firm round breasts, then down her soft, concave belly to the pussy.

Again, he saw an instant's alarm on her sweet face, but she didn't resist.

He touched her softly furred pussy mound, she was practically lying across his lap now, rather than sitting, and he could easily see her dark slit peeking through the black curls. Her pussy hair was moist, damp, and her thighs were warm as he gently pulled them apart. Arjun raised her upper body a little, so he could see better, then pressed his ring finger against her lips and slid it inside. She sucked on it like it was a cock, sliding her tongue over it as well, as he pumped it slowly and gently in her mouth. Then he pulled the finger free and pressed it against her slit. She gulped and stared in anxiety and anticipation as he forced his finger through her tight, moist pussy lips, laying it along the cleft so her cunt lips could close over it. He began to rub it up and down, not seeking to enter her at all just yet. She squirmed a little and said something so soft he couldn't hear. He rubbed faster, pressing his finger against her clitty as she pressed her face into his shoulder.

"You like this, baby?" he whispered.

"Ye...yesssss," she breathed.

Arjun rubbed steadily, alternating between light caresses, and harder rubbing movements. She started to squirm on his lap again, and he eased his finger down her slit, searching briefly before finding her hole. He slowly dipped his finger into it, sliding it into the tight, sucking heat of her body.

"Ohhh!" she gasped, panting harder and harder.

He screwed his finger in deeper, rubbing it back and forth against her clitty as he fucked her with it. Then he brought his thumb down on her hot little cunt button and pressed it downwards. She let out a soft exclamation of pleasure, then closed her eyes and let her head drop back. He rubbed harder, fucking his finger inside her as she groaned and humped lightly up at him. Arjun quickly slid two fingers into her gash and worked her hole hard pumping every wall. As he found her g-spot he rubbed and she felt the familiar intensity rise. Ashmita came hard, squirting all over his hand and the bench. She screamed as the tidal wave of pleasure overcame her.

Her ass rubbed and ground against his boner, and he feared he would soon come if he didn't stuff it up her tight pussy. He stabbed his finger deep, grinding the knuckle against her clitty, and felt her cherry deep inside. He cursed and jerked his finger out, then pulled down his briefs.

He shifted Ashmita, getting her to stand briefly, then pulled down his briefs further down up to his ankles and completely discarded them off. She stared at his bulging cock with wide eyes. Arjun grabbed her around her waist and pulled her onto his lap again. Ashmita lowered herself cautiously on Arjun's lap, holding onto his thighs for support. Arjun watched avidly, her tits heaving.

Ashmita grasped his shaft just behind the head and moistened this throbbing crown on the lips of her pussy, thrusting it in a mere inch. She hissed with pleasure as the thick hardness pressed against her burning pussy walls. Arjun kept his cock still without moving. Her cunt was completely filled with his cock. Arjun thought that she might have never felt that way with her husband's small timid cock and she could feel his cock filling inside her cunt stretching and expanding.

On the other hand, it was a surprise for Ashmita that her pussy had enveloped his big long thick enormous cock to the bottom and still some length of it on the base was outside her vagina. Her hand was on the root of his cock which remained outside. She raised her bottom slightly to take more of his cock into her cunt. Her cunt muscles were gripping his cock tightly like a fist. It was obvious that Arjun never had such an experience of his cock being eaten by a pussy in-depth of its core. She was tightly encircling and gripping his cock as if she wanted to take all of him into her. Arjun looked into her eyes. She wanted more. Her cunt muscles opened up, stretched by the enormous size of his thick long cock, and her hands on his hips were pressing him more into her.

Arjun took her breasts into his hands fondling them. It was a moment of unison, of their bodies and souls. Arjun was awakened by her soft moaning sounds and by the feeling of her bum rubbing against his now hard penis. She rolled on top of his lap and placed his cock at her entrance after adjusting it properly, slipped his rock-hard penis inside herself, and eased herself down to engulf his entire shaft. They made sweet love again. Arjun enjoyed her sitting on him. He held her hips giving her leverage to pull her down harder, rubbing her clit on his pelvic bone. She sat up giving him a view and access to her perfect breasts. Arjun loved playing with them as she rode his hardness slowly, up and down, forward and back, grinding on his pelvis to stimulate her clit.

Ashmita wanted him in her, all the time. Her weight on her hairy thighs brushed her smooth legs giving her a different kind of pleasure. She moved back down a little, to take his penis firmly, about halfway along, and pushed it downwards, a slight adjustment, until she felt it just touching her labia. She straddled him. Her hair was loose. It was cut straight across at the level of her shoulders. It was hanging forward, hiding her face, except for her eyes, which she was holding shut tight. She was being careful about his cock. She was dragging her hair across his eyes.. She lightly bit his shoulder. She was lowering herself more. She was brushing her breasts across his face. He wanted to take one of her breasts into his mouth, either one. He was frantic. He wanted to get as much of one of her breasts into his mouth as he could. Her breasts were killing him, her blunt instruments.

She stared between her legs, lowering herself slowly, biting her lips, and groaning with joy. Arjun's massive pole filled her slippery depths. She sank down until she was resting on him to the hilt. She flexed her pussy muscles sharply and Arjun gasped. His arms circled her waist. Then his hands went up to gently squeeze her breasts, stroking the taut nipples. His hand felt the warmth of her vagina. It was deep, warm, and very wet. His fingers were all but sucked inside. As she mounted him, she also used her hand to slip him inside her. Once she had him deep inside, she began a slow rotation of her hips.

As she moved, the edges of her black burqa caressed his naked stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the black dress spread out around her, Ashmita, riding atop him, looking like a soft, gigantic mushroom that had silently poked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the sheltering wings of night. Slowly savoring every delicious moment, Ashmita began to slide her pussy up and down on his immense organ. Using a soft, squiring motion, she sent hot ripples of bliss through her loins.

"How does it feel?" Ashmita asked.

"Marvellous! I have never done in this posture with any women," his face brightened with pleasure.

The soft slap of flesh on flesh punctuated the moans and groans of their lovemaking. She took her time, sucking her bottom lip as she slid up and down his shaft. Each stroke sent lightning coursing through his veins and focused it on their intimate joining. She was so tight, each downward stroke settled him down and her juices flowed. Her hips increased spread, while her nails bit into his shoulders. She was close and he thrust upward, providing as much friction as possible.

Tension coiled in his belly as she rode him fast and hard, testing his control, which was quickly slipping. Her pace was relentless, daring him to keep up. When the next ripple of her orgasm squeezed and massaged his cock, he wanted to weep. Ashmita was sweating due to her continuous up and down on him.

"Ash, stop for a while. It appears you are tired. Now, let me make some efforts," Arjun said.

He grasped her hips and continued the upward thrusts. She fused her mouth to his as her body quivered and rocked in his arms. A tingle began at the base of his spine and worked its way to a flash where it flared into a firestorm of need. Grabbing her hips, he thrust into her hard and deep from below. Ashmita screamed as he thrust upward into her with everything he had. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Ashmita let her tits touch his face. He went mad; he bucked. He split her in two. She pushed him down. She couldn't believe it. One of his fingers flicked over her bum. She also did it to him. He lifted and heaved. Ashmita couldn't believe it. There was no end to it,

"You feel so good Ash," he growled. "Your cunt is on fire girl."

Ashmita just moaned and screamed. There was no way she could speak or answer him -- the intensity of the surroundings and this amazing upward thrusting was overwhelming all her senses. Arjun adjusted her two legs suitably on both sides of thighs and leaned on to her entering her hard and deep and pinning her and starting thrusting up from downwards. His breath was close to her and her weight on top of his two thighs was confining and utterly fabulous. Ashmita found a fabulous rhythm, entering her with long, deep strokes from below, his pelvic bone bashing her clit with every thrust. She could feel her cunt wrapping around his meat, tightening down with every pleasure wave.

He pushed up himself harder into her from below. She was whining with pleasure and that was good. She would climax again right away. Her vagina felt warm. It tried to envelop him, to draw him in, and at the same time to press him out. His erection grew larger and harder. Arjun felt he was about to burst wide open. It was the strangest sensation, something that went beyond simple sexual pleasure. It felt as if something inside her, something special inside her, were slowly working its way through his organ into him. With his hips, he pulled her along to the edge of sensation and then let her pull back ever so gently, and back and forth and back and forth. She felt as if she was getting ready for a dive, jumping up and down on the end of the diving board to get a feel for the springs.

They both went higher and higher and higher together until he yelled," Are you ready dear? I'm going to fill you with my cum! A slum dweller's baby is going to grow in your womb."

"I'm ready I'm ready. Give it to me, Give your baby," she begged.

"Wooahhhhhggh!" Arjun yelled, "Arrrrrgggh! Take my baby."

And then the knot at the root of his cock dissolved in fire, melting. He shouted when he came. He gave out a wail, a complicated series of agonized, rising vowels, rising up with a bewildered look, his muscular back arching in spasms, emptied himself over her in gouts, in vigorous but diminishing quantities, filling her pussy.

Ashmita felt his cock spasm and his hot cum filled her. In the meantime, Ashmita also came again screaming with his yells, "Ungh. Ooooohhh..."

A bomb had exploded in her belly. She came, an intense wave of sensual ecstasy flooding her body. She arched her back, her body bucking and jerking, her head lashing from side to side. Arjun jammed his tool into her, embedded it in her satiny hot depths as her cunt shook and spammed around it. Suddenly her fingers dug into his shoulders and she was ready again. She was in the orgasmic phase again and experienced multiple orgasms. She surrendered to orgasm as her entire body contracted and convulsed in frenzied movements. She cried out very loud with joy and her fingernails dug deeper and deeper scratching his back violently, drawing blood.

The shared intensity was unbelievable. Finally, they came together in unison and in a harmonious motion. His pistoning hips slowed and then resumed their chaotic ride and he sought to bury himself to the hilt as his climax shoved him over the edge into oblivion. Arjun clasped her trembling body to him as his strokes slowed, then ceased. She squeezed all his juices with her cunt contracting muscles. All his thick sperm juices drained to the last drop filling her cunt. He lay with his head between her breasts which pressed from above and her fingers played with his mussed hair. It was an extensively exhaustive intense and exhausting orgasm for both of them. She almost went into a trance.

She experienced cervical orgasms which were so different from a clitoral orgasm. Her body slowly returned to its normal level of functioning and swelled and erect body parts returned to their previous size and color and felt a sense of well-being, satisfaction, enhanced intimacy, and fatigue and she closed her eyes above him. Ashmita stayed on his lap until his cock softened then he gathered her in his arms, kissing her face tenderly. She dropped her damp forehead in the hollow of his shoulder. He brushed a kiss along the column of her throat. A smile whispered against his skin.

When she opened her eyes, Arjun looked into her eyes and saw her blushing. Her blushing, feeling shy at that moment was amazingly beautiful to see. It was the shyness a woman feels natural, after being fucked thoroughly to orgasm and submitted her body and herself completely to her man. Ashmita kissed him all over his face. Her eyes and face were glowing with contentment and satisfaction.

She looked at him, with love, devotion, and submission and said, "Oh! God, Arjun, You have shown me heaven. You seeded and filled my cunt with your potent sperm."

"Ash, tell me one thing, could you allow me to see my baby?"Arjun asked.

"Of course, Yes. It would be your baby; you have every right to see. I would give you my address so that occasionally, you can visit my house to see your baby, "she replied.

Then Ashmita picked out a hippie bracelet with a green stone in it from her vanity bag and handed it to Arjun.

"What's this? Where did you get it?" he asked with surprise.

"I have purchased it from the stall while our way towards Elephanta caves and when you went for a pee. It is a souvenir as well as a gift from me to you to remember our memory for the journey of Elephanta caves. Please accept it," she smiled.

"Ohh, thank you so much, Ash. I love you more," Arjun said and kissed Ashmita.

Then they heard the announcement, "Ladies and Gentlemen, within 5 minutes, we are reaching Gateway of India. Please get yourselves ready to come out. Thank you."

The time was 3.3 0 P.M. After getting down from the boat, both of them proceeded towards the front of the Gateway of India, holding each other's hands tightly like a newlywed couple. They headed towards the left side of the Gate.

Nandu was an old beggar earning his livelihood by begging. His permanent place of begging was near the Gateway of India. He was living in the same slum where Arjun was living. His small hut was just near the hut of Arjun. He saw Arjun with a burqa-clad female holding each other's hands like a couple. Although he could not see the face of the female with Arjun as it was hidden under the burqa.

Nandu could not guess whether it was a girl or a woman but whoever it was with Arjun was quite fair in color and must be also beautiful he thought because Nandu could see two white hands from her sleeves. Nandu wanted to extract some money either from Arjun or from that female.

"Hey, Arjun, come here," he said in a high voice.​