The Law of Jungle Ch. 15

She could not help but compare the massive size of the cock she was holding with that of the enormous cocks of the tribes. She was afraid, terrified, and very much apprehensive whether she could take all this meaty enormous cock in her cunt now after a gap of more than three years because her cunt muscles had already shrunk inside during these years and she was in dilemma whether she could accommodate this big cock of John inside her. She was afraid that her cunt might not be able to take this monstrous cock with its even menacingly bigger knob and her cunt might get torn and ripped apart. Yet, she was excited with anticipation and wanted to be fucked by such a massive cock.

Then she consoled herself that she had taken enormous-sized cocks of tribes inside her cunt in past in jungle then she could easily take the cock of John in spite of span of these years. She might feel a little pain after so many years but she knew she could overcome this. She was holding and stroking his cock in her hands. Her hands ran along the shaft lovingly and ran her index fingernail on his bigger pink knob. She took hold of his scrotum, feeling the balls, and then her fingers reached encircling the big knob of his cock as if to measure. John had begun to position himself to enter her when Debika stopped him.

"I want to taste you," she said, "As you did me."

Without waiting for an answer, she slid herself back to a sitting position on the floor and motioned for John to stand. He did so, feeling her soft hands brushing past his ankles. Debika ran her hands over John's firm back, tracing out the lines of musculature. She paused briefly to squeeze his ass before transferring her attention to his still-erect cock, running her hands along its firm length.

His beautiful cock. All of it. She wasted no time, taking him deep into her throat as far as she was able. Her tongue laved the underside of his rod as she sucked. She rolled his tightening balls between thumb and forefinger. Another gasp, followed by a groan, punctuated the rippling of his abs against her head. He fed it to her inch by inch, until she had to tilt her head backward and she could swallow its thick, purplish head. As she brought his penis to life, she began to work systematically at his penis with both mouth and hand, spreading her arms comfortably across his knees. He flinched from the pressure of her hard elbows. His cock vibrated in her mouth. She'd never felt so full, so taken. His cock throbbed, its blunt head pulsating with life in her mouth, its slick, salty taste, and smooth, slick texture uniquely arousing. Releasing him briefly, she again knelt between his open thighs. She was careful not to brush his stump as she pressed her torso across his lap and swirled her tongue around the smooth head of his cock.

"I want this inside me," she breathed in her strange, musical voice, "Please, John."

John lowered his hips, bent over her between her fat fleshy thighs and rubbed his cock on her wet cunt lips, massaged her clitoris, gently, opened her cunt lips with his hands allowing Debika to guide his cock into her. Then, using immeasurable care, he eased Debika onto his hard cock, impaling her soaked chamber, and slowly and firmly entered into her cunt opening going in deeper and deeper between the clinging lips of the vulva. Her breath caught as he continued to sink deeper, as his cock entered tightly, opening and widening her soft cunt walls, filling her completely.

"Yes. So tight. You feel so good," he murmured into her ear.

When his cock entered her, she gasped. It was the first time in her life she had ever experienced what it was like to feel the white cock of a foreigner opening her cunt and stretching her cunt full from the inside. Despite her cunt filled with the juice it was painful for her. The truth was that she was definitely turned on, and her cunt overflowing with juices, the size of his cock did not hurt her but her path had become narrow due to the shrinkage of her cunt muscles. When his big cock was passing through this narrow tunnel, making its way forcibly ahead, she felt a little pain.

She cried in pain and said, "You are hurting me, Please be gentle."

Slowly at first, then faster, he thrust into her, robbing her breath with each powerful push. His skin grew slippery as a light sheen of perspiration glossed his back. Debika clasped her hands behind his neck and held on. This was one ride she did not want to see cut short. His thick cock stretched her vagina to the utmost limits. In the next few attempts, his cock slowly inch by inch got into her touching the bottom of her cunt. John kept his cock still without moving. Her cunt was completely filled with his cock. She could feel his cock filling inside her cunt stretching and expanding. It was a surprise for her that his big long thick enormous cock filled her cunt to the bottom and still some length of it was outside her vagina.

Her hand was on 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 she never had such an experience of her cunt filled by a big cock after so many years. She was tightly encircling and gripping his cock as if she wanted to take all of him into her. John looked into her eyes. She wants 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. John took her breasts into his hands fondling them.

It was a moment of unison, of their bodies and souls. Grunting from his efforts, John plunged further, harder. He swayed a little, and then pushed Debika's back against the polished surface of the floor while still pumping with vigorous strokes. She met his every movement with her own, pounding her lower body against the solid strength of his frame. Her heart hammered in her chest. She grinned at him, and lifted her hips for only a second, before planting herself directly on his bulge. She started to glide her hips up and down, and he could feel her heat through his loins. He moaned to let her know he was enjoying what she was doing.

She brought her right hand down, easily finding his cock, and lifted it slightly, to press harder against her crotch. She picked up her pace and started twiddling her left nipple with her other hand, moaning and closing her eyes. John started hunching his hips in rhythm to her movements, really enjoying the look on her face. Suddenly Debika dropped forward, mashing her lips to his as she started to cum, soaking the head of his cock. John kissed her lovingly.

Pulling her lips from his, she put them next to his ear, whispering, "I really need your cum in me, John. Don't worry! I am in a safe period."

John just nodded, and with one deft motion, he withdrew his cock for a brief moment and then plunged again with a hard stroke. They both groaned loudly, as they became one, and he felt his cock head hit her deepest depths. Despite having been a mother of a kid, she still felt tight, as her inner folds gripped him. Their lips came together again, as she started to move her hips, and she placed one hand on his chest. She was extremely wet, and he couldn't help but wonder if some of it was her orgasm. Debika pulled her lips from his, flinging her black jet hair back in a long arc, as she started to cum again. John was just barely able to lower his head to her breast, and she grabbed the back of his head when she felt his lips brush her nipple, intensifying her orgasm. He continued to suck on her rubbery nipple, moving his hips, thrusting as hard as he could, wanting her joy to last as long as possible. Debika moaned and shuddered as her body was wracked with one powerful orgasm after another. John had never experienced any woman's orgasm so much, or this powerfully before. When her orgasms finally ended, she collapsed under him, pulling her wonderful breast from his mouth.

"I... have... never...after so many years," She tried to say, but was out of breath.

John leaned up to give her a quick peck as he positioned his penis at her opening. She just smiled and continued giggling.

"How funny do you think this is?" he asked, thrusting into her, and smiling to himself, as her giggle turned to a moan, and her legs wrapped around him, trying to pull him in deeper.

John set a fast pace, knowing his arms couldn't handle this for very long, and wanting his own sweet explosion to happen. He admired how Debika's lovely breasts bounced on her chest with every thrust, and how her moans grew in volume every time he slid into her. He continued fucking her harder, deeper and faster until he was in that super phase of blurred action. He picked up his pace, going as fast as he could, feeling the onset of his ejaculation begin, and felt her clamp down on him as she had an orgasm a split second before. Soon he could feel his balls tighten and his ass muscles grip and his thrusts went into overdrive as he began to come hard and long. John groaned with effort. Steadily, he kept fucking, stroking, and milking her cunt for every second of delicious aftermath. He tried to continue moving his hips, but the feeling of pure bliss that washed over his body was too much.

The room around them became little more than a blur. Close to reaching another climax, Debika focused on squeezing her core tightly to coax him into coming. As she succumbed to the ultimate peak, John joined her with a shuddering roar and a final, mind-blowing thrust as load after a load of his thick hot cum filled her pussy. When John was finally back in control of his own body, he rolled off her, out of breath. He pulled out and a small river of love juices drizzled out of her pussy. Debika placed her head on his chest, running her hands up and down his abdomen.

"I love you, John," he barely heard her whisper, before she started to kiss her way down his body, and started to lick out combined juices from his shrinking member.

He was super sensitive, after such a powerful orgasm, but still enjoyed the attention she was giving him.

"OK, Mr.John, I am making my traveling arrangements tomorrow," she said.

"Best of luck! Dr.Debika," he smiled at her.

After reaching her residence, immediately Debika dialed a call to Deboshree at NewDelhi. Both were still close friends and were always in touch by phone although they had not seen each other for more than three years. It was late evening and Deboshree was feeding her son dinner when she received the call from Debika. Debika explained to her everything about her project research and requested her to help her. Deboshree thought it would be a kind of adventurous trip and when Debika assured her of some monetary compensation, Deboshree immediately agreed to help her.

"Just think upon the idea, Deboshree. We will have twin purposes. First, we will be visiting our home after more than three years to see our parents and other family members. Secondly, you have to help me in this research project while staying at Kolkata for which you will have some monetary benefits," Deboshree heard the voice of Debika through the phone explaining her details.

"But, what's about my son? Should I take him along with me?" asked Deboshree.

"No, I am leaving my son with a nursing home and will be paying them sufficient money so that they would take proper care of him till I return from India, "said Debika, "Don't you have such type of nursing home at New Delhi who could take proper care of your son during your absence?"

"Yes, there are certain reputed nursing homes in New Delhi that take proper care of infants and small children in absence of the parents, "replied Deboshree.

"Then, put your son there and try for the earliest flight to Kolkata and inform me of your departure. Bye, dear, goodnight, "said Debika and disconnected the line.

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The next day, Deboshree tried a flight ticket for Kolkata. The normal flight time between New Delhi to Kolkata was one and half an hour through the direct flight but it was a bit of bad luck for Deboshree as she couldn't get a direct flight ticket but somehow, she booked a ticket from Air India. The scheduled departure of the flight from New Delhi to Kolkata was at 5.00 PM. the other day which would go en route to Bhubaneswar and would reach Kolkata by 8.00 P.M.

When her flight ticket was confirmed, Deboshree made a call to Bungalow at Kolkata, and luckily her mother Kaberi picked up the call to which Deboshree confirmed that she was reaching home by 9.00 P.M. the next day as the flight would reach 8.30.P.M.

Throughout the day, she finished her pending official works and applied a month's leave which was granted immediately. Then she made proper arrangements to leave her son at a nursing home.

It was afternoon and she made a call to Debika, "Hello! Debika. Everything is fine and arranged properly. I am reaching tomorrow by 8.30 P.M. When are you reaching Kolkata?"

Debika replied, "Don't worry dear! Just now, I am heading for Airport. Since it's a long route, I will be reaching Kolkata the day after tomorrow by afternoon. Eager to meet you there, bye."

The next day, Deboshree settled her son in a nursing home. Afternoon, she started to pack off her baggage. Deboshree was now 37 years old. In spite of being a mother of 3 years kid still, she was physically fit and resembled a college-going student and the general impression in her office was that Dr.Deboshree, the scientist and Deputy Director of the National Rice Research Center was a divorced woman with a kid. Nobody would dare to flirt with her as she was in a higher position. But it was regrettable on her part that she had not been fucked by anybody for more than three years. Because of her higher position in the office and her social position she could not approach any of the Dick and Harry to fuck her. She knew well that if she would approach any males then definitely it would be a scandal and could tarnish her image and could affect her career. Deboshree was vivacious, energetic, and sociable. She kept herself fit and active by doing exercises & yoga with a balanced diet. Her slim waist emphasized her wide, fertile hips. After having borne her son, her belly was well rounded, and thank God, the otherwise her smooth skin bore no stretch marks. Her bust was generously proportioned with 36, topped with thick brown nipples.

She chose a simple yet smart, crisply ironed, well-fitting cotton salwar suit to wear that day for her flight. The kameez was thin, front opening white muslin, with little buttons running down to the navel. The neckline was oval-shaped, with a modest amount of skin showing. It had dainty embroidery work on it. The plain white, snug-fitting kameez was paired with bright printed cotton salwar and a matching printed dupatta. The dupatta was large, made from a very thin synthetic material that draped well and was so smooth that it tended to slip off with the slightest movement. Since the kameez was almost translucent, she wore a soft thin cotton slip underneath it, to preserve her modesty. She wanted to de-emphasize her generously proportioned bosom, so next to her skin she wore a soft tight-fitting sports bra that flattened her breasts into rounded mounds. It also felt more comfortable in her present condition. Unfortunately, by flattening them out, the bra also squeezed her breasts sideways and up; the rounded curves peeped out of her otherwise modest neckline, with just a hint of cleavage showing. She saw this in the mirror with slight annoyance but covered it up with her dupatta. She wore light makeup; just lip-gloss, and eyeliner. She wore comfortable leather sandals with two-inch heels, to make up for her showing herself taller.

The evening was approaching fast and the scheduled time of flight was 5.00 P.M. It was the month of December and the winter had always stepped in New Delhi as usual. It was chilly everywhere and fog had started to accumulate in the atmosphere. Deboshree was feeling a little chilly so she wore a sweater but made it a point that all the buttons are opened up so that her cleavage could be seen clearly.

She was just a little keyed up as she hurried on her way to Airport. After completing all of her formalities at the Airport, she boarded the Air India flight to Kolkata and as she was struggling to keep her bag in the compartment above, a handsome 5'10" tall white guy, obviously a foreigner standing behind her offered to help her. Deboshree noticed he was very well built and wearing a tight blue T-shirt with an open Jacket and track pants.

She was sitting in the aisle as the foreigner sat down at the window seat, he smiled at her and Deboshree also smiled back at him but she didn't speak to him and thought she should not be much open to a stranger. Deboshree always preferred a window seat so that she could see the outside, particularly the scenic view of buildings, roads, rivers, and mountains below along with the waves of clouds.

After a few minutes, she smiled at the foreigner, "Excuse me, if you don't mind, can we exchange our seats as I am interested in the window seat?"

"Sure, it's not a big issue, "he smiled and occupied the aisle.

Deboshree thanked him and shifted to the window seat. The foreigner enquired the flight attendant if anybody was expected in the middle seat, she said no one. So he asked Deboshree if he could sit in the middle seat so that he could see the outside view, Deboshree again smiled at him and consented by nodding her head. The flight attendant announced the take-off of the flight and everyone tied their seat belts. Deboshree glanced at her right side and found that the row beside them was vacant as no passengers had occupied that row. Further, she also noticed that the row immediately behind them was also vacant. The plane had already started running on the runway and after a few seconds, the flight took off. After a few minutes, the young beautiful Air Hostesses started serving drinks, hot coffee, and snacks. Deboshree took her usual hot coffee and the foreigner too took the coffee. While having the coffee he introduced himself and she started responding to him.

"My name is William and I am from London. I am going to Kolkata for my company's affairs, "he made his introduction briefly.

"I'm Dr. Deboshree, a scientist and also the Deputy Director of National Rice Research Center, New Delhi, "she also introduced herself.

After chit-chatting for a few minutes she became comfortable and started talking to him jovially.

"It isn't that great, here they don't serve flight wine. I had some really good ones in London, "William

shrugged his shoulders, as if to say what to do?

"Here, they are still conservative as per Indian tradition, and they wouldn't serve wine on the flight, "replied Deboshree smilingly.

"Is it your first time to India, I mean to Kolkata?" again she asked.

"No, I've been there once before. I really liked it. I would love to visit again, "William replied.

Since William was in the middle seat, his body was touching Deboshree and he glanced at this beautiful Indian woman from very close. All the buttons of her sweater were opened and she was wearing a low neck kameez exposing her assets and a loose salwar showing clearly her fleshy thighs, William assumed her sizes must be 36-24-36 and she was perfect in shape and anyone would stare at her immediate and he could see her deep cleavage while having a sip.

"I have never seen any beautiful Indian woman than you, even you are more beautiful than our London ladies, "William said with a smile.

Deboshree liked the direct appreciation of her from a foreigner as no any Indian gentleman would dare to appreciate a woman directly the way William appreciated her.

"Thank you, William. I am overwhelmed, "she smiled at him.