The Law of Jungle Ch. 02

"My dear little girl, I am a good man. Please don't tell me a lie. Just I want to know, do you know Ramu? If so, how do you know him?" he asked in a soft voice.

Bipasha remained silent. She knew that it would be very difficult on her part to tell further lies and fictitious stories as this stranger could not harm her. "Yes, I know him. He works in our garden, but please don't ask me how he got drunk," she made a short reply.

"Just before now, Ramu was telling something. Is it true?" further asked Kallu.

With her downcast eyes, she remained silent. "There is no harm of a rich girl like you to have an affair with a poor man of the slum-like Ramu, sometimes it happens," he said softly.

Bipasha bent her head and bowed down with shame which Kallu could well notice. He was an experienced man. He understood that Ramu was somehow managed to seduce this school-going rich kid and had fucked her. Ohh...God, Ramu, the lucky bastard, how could he fuck this so soft, tender, beautiful fair rich girl? He must be fucking her for quite a long time. He imagined how Ramu's massive cock could have accommodated inside the cunt of this little girl. He imagined all types of erotic thoughts, and his hard cock was throbbing and straining against his pant. He thought he had to proceed first so that he could get a chance to fuck this girl. He went nearer to Bipasha, their bodies touched each other, he lifted her chin in one hand, and in his other hand, he encircled his neck and pulled her towards his chest.

Kallu felt as if a thousand volts of current were passing through his body as it was the first touch to her and his cock was about to burst. In a husky voice, he said, "Don't worry baby, I will never reveal this secret to anybody. Please be rest assured, it will be within us only."

Bipasha didn't protest his touching as she was very much disturbed emotionally due to shame. She started sobbing continuously with repentance, the hot tears rolled down from her eyes and wetted Kallu's chest as she found some solace in this good man, an assurance in this kind man. Kallu patted her backside with affinity and sympathy and realized that this girl had not worn any bra beneath her shirt. He wiped out her tears with his hand. Bipasha was so emotionally disturbed and sobbing by clinging to his chest that she was not at all aware of the fact that Kallu had already unbuttoned three buttons of her shirt below her neckline.

"No baby, don't cry, please don't cry, I am just like your father," Kallu said and softly kissed her eyelids and forehead.

One of his hands had a feather touch on her neck. Kallu tried to wipe out her tears from her face and continuously kissed her on her cheeks. Bipasha did not mind it as the touch and kiss were affectionate, rather she embraced him tightly. Kallu let his fingers slowly trail down her neck and his thumb touching her breasts as if due to oversight and emotion. Out of emotion, Bipasha was allowing him to kiss her face. Suddenly, she felt his hand cupping one of her breasts, a heat of lust arose inside her, before she could understand anything, she felt uncle's hot lips on her two rosy petals. Bipasha shivered, she didn't protest as if something inside of her tried to hold her back. Bipasha trembled, but his hold on her hair prevented her from moving. Kallu took a moment. He needed a damn moment. Watching this girl let go, the tremble he set off in her body, was powerful.

And his need for her was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. This encounter took on a dreamlike quality. Everything around him was hazy. The only thing in focus was Bipasha and her soft body, ready and willing to give over to him. And he was going to take it.

"Uncle?" She eyed him with confusion.

He released her hair and backed away, giving her space to comply with his demand. She placed the shoes on her feet. He made his move. His lips brushed against hers, soft, plump, perfect for grabbing between his teeth. He loved her full lips. Their breaths mingled, and he reached to cup the back of her neck. He tangled his fist in her hair, the long, dark strands wrapping around his fingers like silk. Their lips pressed together. At first lightly. But when he pressed their bodies closer, tighter, she melted into him, her hips jutting forward, bracing herself against him.

He rolled his tongue over her lips and she opened for him. He cupped her tight, perfect bottom. He deepened the kiss, and before he knew it, he was devouring her, inhaling the scent of her, the feel of her. But it wasn't enough. Releasing his grip, he stepped back and undressed her, beginning with the rest buttons of her shirt, working his way down until it hung wide open, her white round prominent small breasts popped out. Her small mountainous breasts rose and fell heavily under his touch and when he raised his eyes to meet hers, he knew she was lost in the moment. She had surrendered to pleasure. Kallu grabbed the sides of her shirt and ripped it off, letting it fall on the ground, her wonderful breasts spilling out over the top. He squeezed and kneaded, then his mouth closed over one of her stiff peaks. He tugged with his teeth, and she arched into him.

She grabbed the back of his head, pushing his mouth against her body before her hands traveled down, along his spine. Kallu straightened as she slid along his skin to his ass. She squeezed. He ached to be inside her. She moaned when he pressed his erection into her stomach. He slowed the kiss, his breath ragged, his heart pounding. God he'd missed this, the intensity that came with being intimate with a little girl. But he'd never been intimate, not quite a long time with any women. He had longed for sex. Just sex. Although this, this feeling in the pit of his stomach, was unexpected. She opened her eyes, slowly, focusing on him through heavy lids. Her cheeks flushed pink; her pouty lips swollen from his kisses. Kallu thought she was ready for him. Kallu was done with seduction.

He was ready for the main event, "I need to be inside you."

"No, uncle, we can't, "Bipasha suddenly reacted as if she was back to reality.

All of a sudden, there was a break of the spell. "What happened my dear child? Anything wrong with me?" asked Kallu.

"No, uncle, I am sorry. I don't want to repeat the mistake that I have committed with Ramu, no more of this, please uncle, "Bipasha pleaded.

"But, Bipasha, tell me one thing, why did you ignite the fire? Why did you burn the fire inside me? Now, tell me how to extinguish this fire? You see yourself in your eyes, what have you made me?" said Kallu.

He unzipped his fly, and a big black monster cock jumped out which was throbbing up and down furiously. Ohh my God, she was surprised, shocked, and fascinated by seeing the enormous size of his erect long thick, rigid, big pulsating monstrous virile cock as he walked towards her flaunting his huge cock proudly. Bipasha was shocked by the size of his big cock and never imagined that an old man had such a 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 Kallu.

"Oh my God, you are gigantic. Your cock is bigger than Ramu, thicker than Ramu," she said.

"Now, tell me, my little child, you have ignited the fire in me, if I don't release it, I can't be at peace," said Kallu.

She remained silent but her eyes were cantered on his cock. "Tell me, Bipasha. Give me a solution, I want to release it," pleaded Kallu.

With a shy voice, she replied," I will help you by touching it only, I mean masturbation."

Kallu studied her for a moment. "Being a gentleman, I understand that you are not interested to take it inside of you. Ok, I would not force you. But, May I request my little baby to take it inside her mouth for some time? I assure you that I wouldn't cum inside your mouth, just I want to feel your soft warm mouth," Kallu requested in a humble tone.

Bipasha remained silent for a moment then she nodded her head," Ok, but then you would let me go?"

"Sure, baby girl," Kallu assured her.

Bipasha knelt before him, took his rigid long, thick, erect, hard, and turgid cock into her hands with an awe feeling of it, and held 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, and enormous sized cock with rock hardness. Her eyes opened wide with surprise. Kallu stared down at the beautiful little girl on her knees in front of him. This wasn't the position he intended when he'd propositioned her. Walking into the closet, seeing her trying on those shoes—the excitement in her eyes worked as an aphrodisiac. Morally he was wrong or right, he wasn't letting this opportunity and a chance get away this time. Her hands massaged his thighs as she watched him intently, taking in every nuance of his manhood.

The sight of Bipasha on her knees, the sight of her hand gripping his cock, her mouth only inches away from his length. He had his heart pounding against his ribs and his blood simmering. Kallu was ready to erupt at the simple touch of her tongue. She leaned forward and licked, a slow glide from the base, and when she reached the tip, she made a noise. A sweet, sexy, mumbled little noise that caused him to swell. She repeated her action, slow, then fast, winding her tongue around the tip. God she was so good at this, Ramu must have trained her well. Finally, the warmth of her mouth took in his entire length. She rested for a moment, then swallowed, the back of her throat tickling his tip.

His thighs clenched and his hips jerked forward. He needed to feel that warmth, needed to know she was taking him in as much as she could. She allowed him to stay buried in her mouth as she breathed through her nostrils, the tiny wisps of air tickling his pelvis. Bipasha finally pulled back, slowly, her tongue gliding along the underside of his shaft. And just when he thought she was done, she thrust her mouth down hard to the base, her hand squeezing his balls in a steady rhythm. Her mouth felt too good. Just as he'd imagined based on their too-brief first evening together. But this wasn't what he wanted right now. This wasn't what he needed. He wanted to feel the squeeze of her core, the contraction around him as he brought her to orgasm. He stepped back, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a pop. She licked her lips. They were plump and red, desire heavy in her eyes. His entire cock was bathed in her saliva, glistening in moonlit, and her saliva was dribbling down from his cock to the ground.

"This isn't what I want." He dragged her up by her shoulders.

Her face changed, desire slipping away, replaced by anxiousness. He glanced down at the purple shoes she'd dropped to the ground, "You're going to put those shoes back on because I'm going to make love to you now."

All of a sudden, Kallu made her lie on the ground by pinning her two hands with force and rode above her by widening her two legs with his legs. Her skirt raised above up to her waist, and she could feel his big round knob touching her vulva.

With bewildering eyes, Bipasha asked, "Uncle, what's are you doing?"

"My dear, I want to fuck you," Kallu said with a lusty laugh, "Do you think, you would leave me thirsty only sucking my cock and not fucking you?"

"No, you promised me to let me go only after a blow job, I cannot let you fuck me. I am not a whore. For a momentary sexual excitement, I allowed Ramu to fuck me, but I cannot allow you to do the same with me. Further, Uncle, your cock is bigger than Ramu, it will tear me apart, I will die" said Bipasha.

"Bipasha, don't tell lie, you have been fucking with him quite a long time, if you can accommodate his cock then why not of me?" he pinned her hands. "Damn it, look at me," he ordered harshly, his hand tugging at her hair. "No more playing with me. You are going to know who is fucking you, Baby!"

Anger replacing the shock, she bit out, "You bastard, Get off me!" Bucking underneath him in a feeble attempt to dislodge him, she winced in pain when thousands of prickles shot up her arms.

"What the hell, Bipasha, calm down before you hurt yourself," Kallu's hands moved up her arms, massaging the cramping muscles of her manacled arms.

Forcing her eyes to open, she could make out his sculpted features in the bright moonlit as he held himself braced over her. But what she saw on his face wasn't conceit instead his face was infused with need, with passion for her. Bipasha squirmed under him and watched in surprise as he closed his eyes as if in pain.

Clenching his jaw tight, he muttered, "Don't move, baby. God, please don't move if you don't want my cock rammed inside you. I won't be able to stop if you do."

The tip of his penis just inside her tight entrance pulsed. By the tick in his jaw, she could see that Kallu was fighting for control, trying to rein in his desire. A strange sense of calm settled over Bipasha. Right now, she knew that this old man could no longer force himself on her even she was beneath him with her hands pinned down by him, she held all the cards. A long-suppressed need to assert her sexual power began to emerge. Her sexual fantasy started to overpower her, and she wanted to play with this old man too. She would take the lead over this old man. Kallu left her hands.

"Baby, I am extremely sorry, please don't misunderstand me. For a moment, I got swept over by the lust of desire as you are irresistible. I am sorry for this, you may leave now," he said in a repentance voice and tried to disengage himself from her body.

She knew what she wanted right now. She wanted to drive this old man as insane with desire as she had done with Ramu. Bipasha pulled him towards her, lifting her hips experimentally, lodging Kallu's hard cock a little farther into her wet channel.

"Bipasha! I'm not going to be able to stop," he grunted roughly.

His eyes bored holes into her with a warning to stop. At that moment, she realized that she didn't want him to stop. Bipasha lifted her head and began laying small, sweet kisses along his neck. She raised her head upward and captured his lips, her hands cupping his jaw, kissing with intense ferocity.

She ripped her mouth away from his. "I need you, too."

Stroking her tongue down to his shoulder, she let her teeth sink into the soft flesh. Her legs wrapped around his hips, and her arms swung out to catch his body. Bipasha lifted her hips once again, hissing at the friction of his dick only partially inside of her. Wanting more, craving all of him, she raised her hips a little more. That was all the encouragement he needed. With a soul-rending growl, Kallu flexed his hips and plunged into her, pushing all the way in with one final hard stroke. His cock rubbed against her center and she reached down to guide him.

They both groaned as he plunged inside "Uncle...ohhh," the sentence escaped from her in a shout at the feel of his rigid flesh forcefully submerging into her, his hands cupping her ass again, holding her in place as he filled her to the hilt.

"Ah, so damn tight!" Kallu partially pulled out of her, only to plunge back harder, thrusting over and over.

Bipasha watched the gentle slide of his cock as it disappeared inside her core with every thrust. She felt so good. Too good. Lifting her head, she watched him, eyes shut tight, bottom lip caught between her teeth. He needed to make this good for her, but when the pointy heels dug into his ass, something broke inside him.

"I've waited so bloody a long moment to feel your warm pussy wrapped around me, squeezing me tight. Feel that, Bipasha," he said, his hips pumping into her, "I can't believe you made me wait so damn long for this."

Her fingers took his chin and she pulled his head toward her, she focused on his eyes, "Uncle, fuck me more," she panted.

The slick sound of her wet pussy sucking at his cock only fueled her need to push him over the edge just as Ramu had done with her so often. Kallu hollered out her name, moving his hips faster and faster.

His teeth clenched tight as his jaw rubbed along her cheek, "So damn tight! God, Bipasha, you fit me like a glove. I can feel your hot cunt gripping me." "Bipasha!" God, he was about ready to explode.

He raised his waist a little, and his hand moved down to rub her clit. She was so beautiful, so freaking sexy, totally blowing his mind. He shook his head, trying to stop the rush of his pleasure from spilling out before she reached her climax. He controlled himself. He thought no woman had ever inspired him like this girl. The harder he pumped into her, the hotter she got, matching him thrust for thrust, until a scorching burn coursed through her, splintering her into a million pieces.

She bit her nails into his skin, "Uncle," she cried out, "Oh, wow."

Her legs tightened around him and he thrust harder, the bite of the heel exactly what he wanted. Finally, the rhythm of her orgasm pulsed around him, and months of sexual tension poured out of him. Her cry of release was muted against his neck. She could feel his strained tendons against her lips as the velvet-lined sheath of her vagina clutched at him and Kallu felt an electric jolt of pleasure rip through his cock making it lurch down deep inside her seething cunt. After long fucking, Kallu could not control anymore as he found his own release, growling her name over and over again, crushing her beneath him, and came very big. Both of them cried out as his hot cum gushed out, feeling as if it was searing her insides. She bucked up against him, as load after a load of his hot boiling sperm flooded inside of her. Bipasha knew that the pills she gulped hours before would have an effect for 12 hours.

Kallu couldn't help but stare down at her, taking in her still-quivering body. He was a little shocked at his complete response to her. He had meant to take things slow, to bring her to the brink over and over before he allowed either of them to find release. But all thoughts of taking hours with her had flown out the proverbial window when she had lifted her hips, ensuring his burgeoning cock slipped farther into her welcoming warmth. Taking her nice and slow hadn't been an option when he had felt her pussy sucking at his dick, her hips lifting to bring him deeper into her core. Kallu couldn't remember the moments before he had ever forgotten all rational thought and let his body take over her completely. Pure carnal heat had him taking her as if both of their lives had depended on it. And he couldn't wait to do it. But he was pretty sure by the tightness of her pussy that it had been a while since she had been intimate, making him feel like a heel for wanting to jump her again.

A bigger part of him was thrilled that she could take his giant cock easily because Ramu had paved a way for him. Bipasha's little evasive games had driven him mad. She had given him everything that he wanted. That he wanted. Shit! He'd been so hungry for her that he couldn't slow down long enough to give her more she wanted, what she needed. When their breathing had calmed, he set her down. She wobbled and he held her close until she kicked off the heels.

"I'm sorry, Bipasha, in the beginning, I forced you," he whispered against her shoulder.

She giggled, "You're apologizing?"

She watched her wristwatch; it was 7.30 P.M. Enough time left for the return of her mom. "Are you getting late?" asked Kallu.

"No," she replied.

He turned over and stood up. He reached near his Auto Rickshaw, and he lifted the driving seat a little above, bringing up a piece of clean cloth. Kallu moved down her body and parted her legs, running the piece of cloth carefully over her still slick curls and tender folds. He moved up, his thumbs sliding across the inside of her thighs, but he bypassed her center. Taking her hips, he dragged her forward until her bottom rested near his cock.