Adultery Guru Ji Ka Treatment by Mai Hu Na

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Samit Bhai ... (Orig writer) Continued from last update


I could easily guess that as he conversed with me his eyes were roving on my body. Though I had wrapped my sari properly on my body, my breathing was still not absolutely normal and my heavy bosom was going up and down under my sari at a faster pace, which that dwarf had probably spotted.

Me (shuffling a bit nervously): Oh! I see…

Nirmal: Please take your sit and I will bring some tea for you.

He said the last words to Mama-ji who indeed would need a cup of tea to refresh himself after the quick ejaculation he had in the car.

Mama-ji: Oh! Thanks… He he… (Mama-ji sat on the couch)

I bid “good bye” to Mama-ji and quickly went inside almost simultaneously with Nirmal. I walked at a brisk pace so as to check myself once in the mirror before visiting Guru-ji’s room.

Nirmal: Don’t haste Madam… Guru-ji is scheduled to leave at 9 p.m.

In my haste I walked past Nimral.

Me: Oh… 9 p.m…. Then…if you can please inform him that…

I had to look back to talk to him now, as he was behind me and as I looked back, I caught him red-handed staring at my heavy jiggling ass. The dwarf must have been enjoying the ‘advantage’ of his shortened height – the level from which he was gaping at my sexily swaying ass flesh. And, obviously due to my heavily elated condition in the car with Mama-ji, only a few minutes ago, my body was still “heated” and my fleshy bottoms were naturally swinging more than normal under my dress. Though I was conscious now, but it was of no avail as I could not quite control my ass cheeks from moving sexily under my sari as I walked. The corridor was fairly long and as we walked I continued to present an alluring and captivating view of my haunches moving up and down inside my sari to this dwarfish man till I reached my room!

Nirmal: You rest in your room Madam… I will inform Guru-ji that you are back.

Me: Thanks.

I took the turn towards my room and breathed easier. I entered my room and closed the door behind me and leant on it – I closed my eyes and took some long deep breaths. I was feeling very tired and desperately wanted some sleep. I tried to wipe off the encounters with Dr. Desai and Mama-ji from my mind and tried to orient myself with “ashram” again. It was obviously not easy, but I had to do it because my primary goal was to achieve success through Maha-yagya. I took a bath but still was not able to revitalize myself fully. I realized that I was hungry and needed some sleep also.

Just then Nimral knocked on the door and provided me with my evening tea and snacks. His timing was incredible! He also informed me to meet Guru-ji at 8 p.m. I was so hungry that I readily gulped down the food and then leisurely sat on the cot with the tea as I still had some time in my hand. I tried to walk on Guru-ji’s steps (he preached to always ponder on good things that had happened during low periods) and started brooding over the better things that had happened with me in the ashram. I remembered the encouraging words of Guru-ji during my conversations with him especially the boost that he gave me after completing the major steps during the Maha-yagya namely Yoni Sugam and Yoni Jan Darshan and really looked forward to achieve my goal. I was pretty much convinced on Guru-ji’s abilities and the Maha-yagya and relied on Linga Maharaj to actually deliver goods for me.

It was nearing 8 and I had to get up from bed though I felt like lying down as I feeling much fatigued. I combed and tied my hair somewhat unwillingly and dressed myself properly to meet Guru-ji; already I was having palpitations though apparently there was no reason for it!

As I entered Guru-ji’s room with nervous steps I found two other females in the room along with Guru-ji. I had not seen them before and they were not in the ashram attire also; so I concluded they might be visitors. Both were sitting in front of Guru-ji while I entered the room with their backs to me.

Guru-ji: Ah! Nice to see you again Anita! So how was your day Beti?

Me (giggling): Nice Guru-ji! Very re… refreshing!

I went a few steps ahead and stood in front of Guru-ji. I looked from the corner of my eyes and noted that the two females were pretty young, dressed in salwar kamiz and they were rather teenagers!

Guru-ji: Good. Good. So a welcome break? (Guru-ji smiled looking at my eyes) But… but you look quite tired Anita! Why?

My heart started pounding as Guru-ji looked at my eyes intently; I dropped my eyelids nervously and shuffled a bit.

Me: No err… I mean yes Guru-ji… a bit… umm…actually tired of traveling! (my voice almost trembled to hide the actual truth!)

Guru-ji: Ah! True! You traveled a fair distance in this heat.

Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji, but that’s okay, I surely can overcome that much tiredness!

Guru-ji: That’s good! Hmm… actually the reason for which I called you here was… Oh! I completely forgot… By the way, let me introduce you to Natasha and Suda… they are sisters… and they have come to the ashram like you, but with a different goal of course.

Me: O! I see. (I nodded and smiled at the two girls as they looked back at me)
Guru-ji: Actually what I have planned is I will conclude the remainder of the Maha-yagya for you tomorrow, and not tonight, the reason being I will have to be out for an urgent unavoidable cause.

I was naturally slightly apprehensive about the effectiveness of the Maha-yagya if there was a one-day gap. Guru-ji as if read my mind instantly!

Guru-ji: I know Anita what you are thinking… (he smiled) There will be absolutely no harm if we do this to the efficacy of the Maha-yagya. I guarantee you my child.

Me (I was naturally much relieved hearing that): Oh! Then it’s… its okay Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: This delay would in no way impair the goods deliverable to you. So are you comfortable now?

Me: Yes, yes Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: And Anita, the other fact also remains that since you were out of the ashram for a significant period of time without the company of any of my disciples or me, you need to pass through the “Nirmalta Parikshan”, which in fact stands true for Natasha and Sudha also before they proceed for “kumari diksha”. So… (he paused briefly) I plan for the purification tomorrow daytime… including you two (looking at the two girls) and at night will conclude the Maha-yagya for you (looking at me). (pausing just a little taking a glance at all three of us) Am I clear?

Me: Yes Guru-ji.

Natasha & Sudha: Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Good! Another thing Anita, I know it might sound just a bit odd to you, but ashram rules have to be maintained.

I looked up with a “?” on my face!

Guru-ji: As part of the “nirmalta parikshan”, since you are married, you need to undergo a vaginal swab just to confirm that you have not indulged in any sort of… (he looked at the teenage girls and then looked at me again) you know what I mean...

I could realize that Guru-ji wanted avoid using the term “sex” or “intercourse” in the presence of those young girls. Thus I quickly nodded back.

Me: Yes Guru-ji. I got your point!

Guru-ji: Fine… I know it is a useless exercise for you as you went outside with your own relative, but… you know Beti…. it’s a customary measure before proceeding further with Nirmalta Parikshan or Maha-yagya. I mean… please pardon me Beti for this…

Me: (Naturally I felt pretty much embarrassed Guru-ji pardoning to me): Arre Guru-ji why are you saying sorry… please don’t! Rules and rituals have to be followed as you said in the very beginning.

Guru-ji (smiling and nodding): Right Beti! Actually there had been cases prior with a couple of housewives…

Guru-ji probably did not elaborate due to the presence of young Natasha and Sudha, the two new entrants.

Me: Hits err… I mean its okay Guru-ji. No issues.

I tried my best to sound confident, but till such time I heard about that vaginal swab my heart rate had accelerated significantly! I could sense beads of perspiration on my forehead already and my palms and soles were ice cold! I licked my already dry lips subtly with my tongue and tried to remain calm in front of Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Great! That’s all I had to say today. Anita, you can get back and rest in your room. Meenakshi will visit you and extract the swab shortly. Take rest and have a nice and sound sleep Beti. Jai Linga Maharaj!

Me: Ji Guru-ji. Jai Linga Maharaj!

Guru-ji: Natasha, Sudha…. You also get back to you room. My disciple will go and instruct you on other aspects of the ashram. But before you leave, you need to remember a few more …

I came out of Guru-ji’s room with my heart pounding at a fantastic rate! Naturally I was totally blank and numb and was extremely nervous. If a vaginal swab is taken off me it would be conclusively proved that I had sex during the time I was out of the ashram. What a shameful situation it would be for me! As I shut the door of my room behind me, I felt like crying being unable to find a quick escape route to this. How could I face Guru-ji after this? What impression he would have on me? He would easily be able to conclude that I had sex with my elderly relative! What a shame!

As I sat on the bed my whole body was trembling and naturally I was totally blank in sheer nervousness. He already mentioned that he had bitter experiences prior with two women. They must have had sexual intercourse like me outside the ashram during their treatments! What would I do? O God! Show me a way! How could I cope with Guru-ji’s wrath? I felt like walking down a blind alley and was totally unaware about how much time passed away during which I continued to ram my brains for a way out.

Knock! Knock!

Someone was at the door!

Me: Must be Meenakshi! Hei bhagwan! Trace out a way for me! What should I do?

As I walked towards the door suddenly an idea struck me – what if I request Meenakshi to help me out in this situation? But… but why would she help me out of the blue and go against the ashram rules?

Me: I must convince her. I must convince her. I must… There is just no other way! I simply do not have the courage to face Guru-ji with a positive swab result.

Meenakshi: Good evening Madam! How was your outing?

I just smiled forcefully and allowed her to walk in. Meenakshi went past me inside the room with her heavy undulating ass. Even in this situation I could not take my eye off her swaying plump round ass – her sari was tightly wrapped over her buttocks and her buttocks looked very appealing – even to me! Meenakshi sat on the bed; she was carrying a small packet in her hand, which I presumed must have had the apparatus for the swab.
Meenakshi: What’s the matter Madam? You look quite pale! Madam… I hope everything is okay at your place?

I looked towards the floor and was trembling in anxiousness.

Meenakshi: Madam… what happened? Arre… you seem to be so anxious! Please tell me Madam if I may be of any help?

Me: Meenakshi… you can help me… only you… only you can help me!

I cried out softly in a shaky voice.

Meenakshi (evidently looked quite surprised and stood up): Madam, I am not getting anything? Seriously….

I was so nervous to reveal my secret that I started sobbing. She quickly held my arms and lifted my face.

Meenakshi: Madam… you are a guest at our ashram and we cannot see tears in our guest’s eyes! Please tell me Madam what has happened? Why are you crying?

Me: Meenakshi… I have… I’ve done a crime… I know… I should not have done that… I never thought I would be tested….

Meenakshi: Madam, I am absolutely puzzled… what crime? What test are you talking about?

She closed on me and held me by my elbows firmly. Her big-sized breasts brushed against my tight tits.

Me: I was a victim of the situation Meenakshi… believe me!

Meenakshi: Madam… Madam… listen! Calm down first and tell me clearly. It’s all riddles to me… sit down here.

She made me sit on the cot and wiped my eyes dry and sat very close to me and almost embraced me! I was moved by her attitude.

Meenakshi: Yes, now tell me Madam… why are you so concerned? What happened?

Me: Please help me Meenakshi… I cannot face Guru-ji… I am very much afraid… please… (started sobbing again)

Meenakshi: Ohho Madam! No pleading and no crying… Please! (she again wiped my eyes) Be normal and tell me what happened…. And for God’s sake don’t panic!

Me: (I controlled myself) Meenakshi, how could I tell you… its such a shameful episode…

Meenakshi: If you don’t tell me, how could I help you?

Me: Umm… actually I did not know about the norm of the ashram that I am not allowed to have err … I mean se… I mean sex… err… I mean intercourse when I am outside the ashram. (I started sobbing again)

Meenakshi: Oh! (She was visibly quite surprised) But Madam you went to your mama’s house I guess… Was your… I mean your husband was present there?

I instantly as if got a clue! I was very much embarrassed in my mind about how to share this fact to Meenakshi that I had sex with Mama-ji! But as she mentioned about my husband, I grabbed the pointer.

Me: Yes… yes Meenakshi! Rajesh was there… my husband…. and… and you know he did not let me go… without…. (I blushed artificially so as to look convincing)

Meenakshi: I see!

Me: Believe me Meenakshi… I told him that I still had not completed the Maha-yagya… but he was too inclined to… I mean…

Meenakshi: Have sex?

I nodded. My head was down. I was wiping softly again. I tried to act my best so as to get her sympathy.

Meenakshi: But then have you related that to Guru-ji?

Me: What are you saying! (I almost yelled out)

Meenakshi: Hmm… now I can understand… you will be caught red-handed once I take the swab from your vagina! It’s a real grave situation Madam! Guru-ji will be extremely offended if he finds you to have deviated from your path.

As I looked up at Meenakshi I found her in a deeply frowned state. The jolliness had disappeared from her face.

Me: That’s why Meenakshi… that’s why… I want your help. Please save me from this situation.

Meenakshi: But… but Madam how can I help you!

Me: Please do something… please don’t reveal this result to Guru-ji…. Please have mercy on me.

Meenakshi (standing up right away) No way! I can’t do that! You have been unfaithful and you must pay the price.

I was shocked at her reaction and this time I truly felt very nervous. I got worried as my ultimate goal suddenly appeared hazy!

Me: Meenakshi… please… have some mercy on me! Please don’t leave me stranded like this! Help me… I have suffered enough… please understand my pain… I want to be a mother Meenakshi… I want to be a mother… for that…

Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I virtually broke down. Meenakshi looked back at me and thought for a minute and then retreated.

Meenakshi: Madam, if I try to help you in this it would be risking my job here under Guru-ji…

Me: Please Meenakshi… Guru-ji would dump me if he gets to know of this… can you not help me complete the yagya and be a mother in the end! I will always remain obliged to you… always!
I did not know what softened Meenakshi, probably my pleading face, but she came back and sat beside me again.

Meenakshi: But Madam this is an extremely risky job…

Me: Meenakshi… please dear! Do this for me!

She was thoughtful again and then looked at my eyes closely. I was a bit tentative as to what she was trying to find out in my eyes!

Meenakshi: Madam, I can take the risk, but I must first…

Me (I just hugged her in joy): O Meenakshi, you are a darling! You saved my life!

Happiness was as if bursting out of me and my face glowed up in sheer joy.

Meenakshi: Madam wait… I need to find someone who has not had sex in last 24 hours.

Me: Why? You?

Meenakshi: Huh! If the solution was so easy you don’t have to cry and plead! What should I say Madam… I am having tremendous stress outside my ashram life! Anyway, leave that aside and let me think who could…. Okay! Right! Probably you are saved Madam!

Me: How? Tell me please.

Meenakshi: I will have to take the swab off any one of the two new entrants; they are teenagers and you will be safe if I do so though it has to be done in total secrecy. Any of the male disciples knowing the fact would conclusively mean deathbed for me!

Me: I will help you… don’t worry… don’t worry!

Meenakshi: Okay then Madam…

Me: But you were saying about some stress… what is it? Tell me naa! If you are helping me going out of your way risking your position in the ashram, I can not do anything for you?

Meenakshi was looking at me again, deeply, into my eyes! Her eyes as if depicted she needed some aid, but was unable to tell me. I was hyperactive.

Me: Don’t hesitate Meenakshi! I will do anything for you… you saved my life! I can…

Meenakshi: Madam… you have to be extremely courageous to help me!

Me: Have faith in me! I will be by you!

Meenakshi: Thanks Madam. Let us not waste time now and do your part first… you just know this much that I am being screwed and blackmailed by a dirty ruffian. But I feel with your wholehearted assistance I can… I can get rid of him.

Me: Surely you can Meenakshi… I promise… don’t worry!

Obviously I was in so high spirits to see a slit in the blind alley, I was unknowingly throwing promises!

Meenakshi: Madam, now we need to act fast and without the suspicion of others. I will go to those girls room… what are their names? Right… Natasha and Sudha… I will send one to you saying that you feel you have seen her prior… you start chatting with her and I will be back.

Me: Okay Meenakshi… Uh! I am again feeling nervous… my heart has started pounding again… see!

Meenakshi placed her right palm on my upper chest area over my sari pallu. She chuckled eyeing my tight heaving breasts.

Meenakshi: Madam, you just wash your face and look normal while I send Natasha, the elder one, here. Let the door be open Madam.

Me: Okay…

I hurried to the attached toilet while Meenakshi went out. I quickly washed my face and combed my hair so as to look normal. Within a couple of minutes, Natasha knocked at my door.

Me: You are Natasha? Right?

The young girl smiled and nodded as she entered my room. I gently closed the door, but did not bolt it as Meenakshi should be following soon. Though I had seen Natasha prior I could not take a good look at her due to Guru-ji’s presence, but this time I watched her closely.

Me: Please take your seat…

I looked closely at the teenage girl. Natasha was taller than average, fair, with a slightly heavy built. Her face was sweet and she had blunt cut hairs till her shoulder. She was wearing a fitting salwar-kamiz and her breasts appeared quite full through it as her dupatta had slid upwards in the direction of her neck. As I looked down her body my eyes got riveted on her ass!

Wow! I could not stop murmuring to myself!

Natasha’s ass globes were simply protruding out of her dress very provocatively. This is a special feature that only some women possess and I instantly remembered Deepsikha, a married lady, who was our neighbor, and she also possesses a similar ass! In normal case, the waist curves smoothly into the ass globes, but in case of Natasha (and Deepsikha too), the waist curved out sharply off the body plane and the fleshy bottom stuck out in a rather eye-catching manner. It is of course not a very common feature of a girl and thus Natasha deserved a stare! Moreover, she was wearing spectacles which also matched her face prettily. All in all the first impression of this young teenager in my mind was an attractive depiction.
Natasha: You said you have seen me… Meenakshi aunty was saying…

Me: Oh! Yes, yes… seems I have seen you in some marriage ceremony! Actually I could not talk to you in front of Guru-ji you know…

Natasha: Yes, yes…

Me: By the way, are you from UP?

Natasha: No Bha… err… aun… I mean….

Me: You can call me Bhabie…

Natasha: (smiling, she had a nice smile too!) Okay Bhabie… No actually I am from Delhi proper.

Me: Oh! Then I must have been mistaken. You resemble so much… I was really confused when I saw you in Guru-ji’s room.

Natasha smiled shyly. I was quite impressed by this young beauty and wondered why she had come here in the ashram!

Me: Anyway, this brings us an opportunity to chat at least… I have no one here to chat except Meenakshi.

Natasha: Yes and to tell you the truth (she lowers her voice) I am quite scared here… all males and more so in front of Guru-ji‘s paramount personality!

Me: Yes, I was also very hesitant initially… all of Guru-ji‘s disciples are males except Meenakshi.

Natasha: I see.

Just then, there was a knock at the door and I knew it was Meenakshi.

Me: Come in please!

Meenakshi entered the room and closed the door softly, this time she bolted it.

Meenakshi: So did you find an old link between yourselves?

Me: No! I was mistaken, but she looks very much like one of my distant relatives.

Meenakshi: Okay… anyway the reason I had come for. Natasha, I would have to perform a small preliminary ashram norm if you allow.

Natasha: Uff! Too much norms here aunty! Sanjeev-ji came and he took all our garments already for sterilization.

Me: (I could not stop smiling): I had undergone that phase Natasha.

Natasha: Really Bhabie! It’s so embarrassing to hand over (she lowers her voice) undi… err… bra and panty to an unknown male. Don’t you feel so?

Me: Umm… yes! But Guru-ji does not differentiate between male and female disciples… you must know that.

Natasha: O! I see.

Me: But did Sanjeev not give you the ashram attire?

Natasha: Actually… err… my mom requested Guru-ji to avoid saris for us as we would make a mess of it (she giggled), but since salwar-kamiz is not allowed as ashram attire, Guru-ji said he would take care of that through the ashram tailor. So kind of him… Sanjeev-ji said we will get our ashram clothes before we go to bed.

Me: (smiling) I see.

Meenakshi (taking out a tube and a scbangr from the packet she was carrying): Natasha, I need to take a mop from your… (she indicated with her eye) as they take in a clinical lab for some testing as per ashram rules.

Natasha: From my pu… pussy? (she whispered the last word)

She was naturally a bit surprised.

Meenakshi: Not to worry! Just for routine lab test. Guru-ji’s approach is very scientific my child.

Natasha (standing up) O! Okay, but err… how aunty?

Meenakshi: You just lower down your pajama a bit and I will take the swab.

Natasha: Okay aunty.

Natasha was rather comfortable as only we females were present in the room and she lifted up her kamiz and started untying the pajama knot. I noticed that her abdomen was absolutely flat and her waist enviously thin as she quickly lowered her pajama halfway down her thighs revealing her red panty. Meenakshi went near her and squatted in front of her to take the swab through the apparatus. Natasha was obviously looking rather indecent standing like that with her panty fully exposed. Meenakshi pulled down her panty a bit so as to uncover her pussy, which had thin hairs clouding it. Natasha was visibly blushing in front of us. Meenakshi opened up her pussy slit with her fingers and first pushed a gel inside to lubricate the vaginal passage. Natasha naturally started emitting soft whispering moans as Meenakshi was touching her most sensitive organ.

Meenakshi: Umm… nice little thing! But you should trim the hairs more often Natasha… that would give it a more appealing look.

Meenakshi looked up and smiled at her and Natasha also reciprocated shyly and then she slowly pushed the swab tool into her vagina. Meenakshi herself was also looking very sexy in that posture; her big round sari-covered ass appeared awfully tempting as she remained squatted.

Natasha: Shhhhhhh….. Uuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiii… slowly aunty… Ahhh…

Obviously she was very, very uncomfortable as Meenakshi pushed the tube through her gelled vagina. We married women get utterly tight and she was just a young teenager!

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Meenakshi: Be steady my dear… You are shuffling too much… Ahhh… okay, it’s… its done.

Meenakshi stood up with the tube and carefully placed it in a closed beaker type apparatus.

Meenakshi: Natasha… one thing. You don’t have to make a mention about this to any of the other disciples… you know…. since this because this is purely a feminine process and you would feel awkward also… so just keep it to yourself.
Natasha: Obviously aunty! How could I relate this to a male… no way!

After some more casual chat Natasha went to her room as her sister Sudha was alone there.

Meenakshi: Madam, your work is done!

Me: Uhhh! Meenakshi… thanks a lot! I don’t have words to express my gratitude!

Meenakshi: Madam I will keep my finger crossed till Guru-ji clears you… I must be very watchful!

Me: Right, right! But… but you were mentioning about some blackmail.

Meenakshi: Yes Madam. Now that the work is done, I can share with you. Actually a few months ago this man, who is blackmailing me, came to Guru-ji for horoscope and some other purposes. He was a frequent visitor and Guru-ji was fond of talking to him. In the process he also chatted with me when he got the opportunity and… and in fact I also liked him initially. He was a young man with a good physique and Madam though I am Guru-ji’s devotee…. you know… at times…. with advancing age an affinity automatically grows towards young males. I could not restrain myself…

Me: I can understand Meenakshi.

Meenakshi looked at the floor and nodded her head. I stepped forward and placed my hand on her shoulder.

Me: Then?

Meenakshi: He invited me to meet outside the ashram. Honestly I was somewhat frustrated with the strongly enforced ashram rules and… and I committed myself in this not even knowing that this thug was….

She clenched her lips and was vigorously nodding her head. There were hint of tears in her eyes also.

Me: Meenakshi… I will be with you to get out of this… don’t worry! Please continue…

Meenakshi: Thanks Madam. I am already feeling better with your verbal support. (she paused for a while) Huh! We started meeting outside may be once in a week without the knowledge of anyone in the ashram and Madam, unsurprisingly I was getting refreshed till the time I was with him…

Me: Hmm. what’s his name?

Meenakshi: Mahesh!

Me: Umm. Meenakshi & Mahesh?

Meenakshi: He is now just a dirty pervert to me Madam… just a dirty thug!

Me: Then what happened?

Meenakshi: Then with time he indulged me into … (nodding vigorously) I never ever could realize for a moment that he had such filthy plans! You know Madam I was so pleased initially that he did not have those hungry looks at my body and he did not show any great keenness also to touch me when he got the opportunities. That added to my faith as well. We went to see a movie down the village and it was so much fun after a long time for me! I really felt refreshed with him, but… but (Meenakshi again started nodding her head vigorously)… it was all planned! Huh!

I softly held her hands and tried to give her some support.

Meenakshi: Then the plan hatched! One day he proposed me to visit the town for a big fair there. It was a trap. I never realized.

Me: Trap? How?

Meenakshi: I took a day off from ashram and went with him. We were pretty tired traversing the whole fair on foot and he proposed to take rest in a small roadside dharamsala where we could have bath also to get fresh.

Meenakshi’s chin dropped and a tinge of redness covered her face as she was about to touch the climax of her story.

Meenakshi: It was a single room and the setting was such Madam…

Me: Hmm… I can understand… but its natural also Meenakshi… you both liked each other…

Meenakshi: Yes at that point of time I was blind… Huh! The trap was set and…

For the first time I could see hint of tears in Meenakshi’s eyes. Naturally I was anxious to know what exactly happened to her.

Meenakshi: Madam that bastard had set an automatic camera there and captured all my intimate moments with him… plus myself in undressed or almost undressed conditions!

Me: What?

Meenakshi: Yes Madam, now he threatens to share that with Guru-ji and the villagers also!

Me: My God! What a dirty scoundrel! But… but you did not realize that…

Meenakshi: Madam… I was so engrossed… you can understand probably…

Me: Hmm… I can!

Meenakshi: I never could gauge his intentions…

Me: What does he want?

Meenakshi: Enjoyment… aur kya!

Me: Uff! These males…. and you cannot deny him due to ...
Meenakshi: Exactly Madam… he is blackmailing and milking my body based on those photographs and… and am quite helpless… (she dropped her chin and was looking at the floor; she was indeed tearful)

Me: I would love to help you to get out of this situation… but how? How Meenakshi?

Meenakshi: Madam, when you said that you will extend your help to me I instantly coined a plan to pin down that crook.

Me: How?

Meenakshi: Madam, let me plan it a bit more concretely as I must get out of his dirty clutches. I will tell you everything, but not now. I am getting late to Guru-ji, but be rest assured that blackmailer would not be able to harm you in any way.

Me: Okay, okay… then hurry to Guru-ji… that’s of utmost importance.

Meenakshi: Right Madam!

Saying that Meenakshi went out the room with the swab she had collected from Natasha’s vagina. I rested for a while and had my dinner early and went to bed. Indeed I was awfully tired and thinking of how to trap that blackmailer, I fell asleep.

Next day when I arose it was quite late and as I noticed the clock it was 09:00 a.m.! I quickly got out of the bed and went to the toilet. I was feeling wonderfully fresh after the deep sleep I had and as I washed my face I felt delightfully charged up and full of energy. I was already informed that I needed to attend Guru-ji by 11 a.m. and I should not take a shower as I would have to take that during the “nirmalta parikshan”. I was naturally tremendously hungry and so gulped down my breakfast pretty fast and went for a walk around the ashram so that I was absolutely refreshed before I attended Guru-ji. Concurrently I was also anxious to know if everything was okay from Meenakshi.

“Good morning Bhabie!”

I stopped and turned back. It was Natasha; her sister Sudha was also with her.

Me: Arre you! Good morning!”

It was good to see that they were also clad in ashram colors, though not a sari, but a decent looking ghagra-choli. As I came closer to the two girls I thought Natasha should have used a chunri/dupatta as the conical shape of her twin upright breasts in her tight choli was quite eye-catching!

Natasha: Taking a morning walk Bhabie?

Me: Yes, sort of. So how was your first night at the ashram? Did you sleep well? And… and what about you? (I indicated to Sudha)

Sudha: Yes Bhabie, had some good sleep.

Me: And how do you feel like… I mean here?

Sudha: Just great…. No gichgich… no chipchip of mom.

Both sisters were smiling and I could see the reflection of “independence” on their faces being outside the periphery of their mother’s guidance.

Me: Hmm… that’s good to know (smile). You look pretty similar… actually I didn’t notice yesterday in the dark… I mean face-wise… what’s your age difference actually?

Natasha: Am only two years elder than her. Am 19 now and Sudha is 17.

Though the gap was only two years, Natasha appeared much fuller physically and looked pretty matured. Sudha still retained the teenage innocence in the true sense of the term and her body was somewhat petite compared to her elder sister.

Me: I see!

Just then I saw Nirmal coming towards us hurriedly.

Me: The joker is coming... (I said in a whispering tone)

As both girls looked back they were naturally quite amused. Nirmal was a short man and the way he was walking, trying to walk fast, made it quite a comical scene.

Nirmal: Madam… Guru-ji is (puff) … is calling you now.

I noticed the nitwit eyeing the tight tits of the young girls, especially Natasha.

Me: But he said to meet him at …

Nirmal (this time looking up at me): Yes Madam… that’s for the “nirmalta parikshan”… but now he wanted to talk to you on some other issue…

I was stiff and alert then and there! “Other issue” – what could it be? Was Meenakshi “caught” regarding my vaginal swab? My goodness! No, no, can’t be!

Me: O! Okay! Na… Natasha, you two carry on, I will…

Natasha: Sure Bhabie. No problems.

Nirmal: You two… you also get back to your room and stay ready… Guru-ji will call you soon.

Natasha and Sudha nodded to Nirmal and we all started walking back towards the ashram. I already was having palpitations inside and stepped into Guru-ji’s room with an extremely anxious face and a pounding heart.

Guru-ji: Ah! Come Anita come.

I quickly adjusted my sari pallu once over my boobs and stepped towards Guru-ji who was sitting on the small settee placed at the room corner.

Guru-ji: You look absolutely fresh my dear!

Guru-ji sounded very calm and seemed to be in a light mood today.

Me: Yes Guru-ji, had a very deep uninterrupted sleep (smile) Err… Nirmal was saying that…

Guru-ji: Yes, actually you know, I felt I should say “sorry” to you!

Naturally I was quite surprised hearing that and frowned at him though unable to utter anything! I was still apprehensive that if Guru-ji had caught the trick that Meenakshi and I had planned.

Guru-ji: Beti, now that you have stayed in my ashram for a few days you know every well that I have to stay within the rules of the ashram and I cannot violate that on any condition… hence though I knew that your vaginal swab would not reveal anything… I had to pursue with it. I checked the swab which Meenakshi collected from you and it was negative for any sexual stains.

Me: Oh! (I was so relieved that I could not stop that “sigh of relief” coming out of my mouth!)

Guru-ji: Beti, though I was sure about your abstinence from sex I had to execute that test… so actually I thought of saying…

Me: Guru-ji… please don’t say that…. Please! You are such a respected person… I will feel very small if you apologize to me for such a silly reason. It’s absolutely okay and I am… in fact glad that everything is okay.

Guru-ji: yes, yes… everything is okay and we will next proceed to Nirmalta Parikshan. And I am confident that you will pass that with flying colors too as well as the concluding part of the Maha-yagya tonight.

Me: Thanks Guru-ji.
Guru-ji looked so calm! His gaze fixed on my face. He was wearing only a saffron dhoti and uttariya (shawl like cloth covering the upper part of the body) and had one of his legs folded on the settee. I could see his hairy legs peeping out of his dhoti, which had indecently hiked up his muscular legs due to his posture. As I looked up his partially uncovered legs, my heart beat stopped thinking of his monstrous cock hidden under his dhoti!

Instantly I remembered the grand fuck that I had in his hands – Ah! It was so refreshing! How can I forget his tight embraces, his strong body odor, his big masculine physique, and of course his monstrous cock and the superb ramming! I enjoyed every bit of it! I was naturally flushed by my naughty thoughts.

Guru-ji: Umm… Anita…

I was almost startled as I was getting deeply immersed in the thoughts of those moments I spent with Guru-ji!

Guru-ji: What happened Anita?

Guru-ji looked at me questioningly and I was visibly fumbling!

Me: Nope… err… no… nothing Guru-ji!

I tried to smile and act normally.

Guru-ji: Okay! Seemed you were immersed in some deep thoughts…

Me: No, no Guru-ji… its… its…

How could I tell him that I was engulfed in the thoughts of “him” only! I almost trembled in momentary excitement as I closed my eyes once thinking about the long and shameless intercourse session that I had with him. I could feel the known discomfort already inside my panty!

Guru-ji: Okay, okay! But Anita I wanted to ask you that whether you experienced any side effect to the herbal medications that you consumed? Even anything minor?

Me: No, no Guru-ji. Its absolutely fine with me. I diuretic not experience any.

Guru-ji: That’s good to know and… and actually you should feel a change in your energy level also. These herbs do significantly address that aspect also.

Me: Yes… surely Guru-ji. That change I can feel. I am much more energetic than I was previously. (Otherwise how could I sustain three fucks in a day!, I said to myself!)

Guru-ji: Good, good. That’s only expected. And with the continued and appropriate use of these herbal mixtures and oils you will surely flourish more as a woman Beti. Your relation with your husband would thrive as well and you will have a merry mind always, which in fact is a fundamental prerequisite of conceiving you know…

Me: I also expect that Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Don’t worry at all Anita… I have complete faith on my meds and Linga Maharaj! And today with the conclusion of Maha-yagya you will just be on the right track! Jai Linga Maharaj!

Me: Ji Guru-ji! Jai Linga Maharaj!

We both offered a pranam towards the deity of Linga Maharaj in the room. Guru-ji lowered his leg to the floor and got up from his seat.

Guru-ji: Can you please call Sudha and Natasha… I do not want to delay with the “Nirmalta Parkshan” process.

Honestly I was a bit curious about this process and could not stop inquiring Guru-ji.

Me: Guru-ji… err… ye “Nirmalta Parikshan”… I mean what’s the….

Guru-ji easily read my mind and interrupted me.

Guru-ji: Beti… since there has been an interlude in the Maha-yagya and you had been out of the ashram for a significant period of time… this process will again orient you to the yagya process in addition to help purify your mental and physical state. Now you can go and call those two girls.

The last few words were quite affirmative and self explanatory that Guru-ji was not expecting any more questions. Guru-ji’s smiling face rapidly turned into his usual stern emotionless face. I nodded and quickly turned back and went out for Sudha and Natasha.

Myself, Sudha, and Natasha were in the Diksha Room. There were pictures of various gods and goddesses all round the walls. There was a throne-like structure where Linga Maharaj statue was garlanded with lots of flowers and leaves. Several thick and fragrant agarbattis were burning in the room and the whole atmosphere was quite smoky already! There was a furniture or something like that covered by a big dark cloth. I could not make out what was that actually. Guru-ji was standing in front of the throne with his eyes closed and hands in prayer form about his chest. As I looked round I could not find any other disciple of Guru-ji!

“That’s surprising!”, I murmured within myself. None was there in the room – Sanjeev, Nirmal, Uday, Rajkamal, not even Meenakshi!

I stood behind Guru-ji and offered a prayer to Linga Maharaj and naturally Sudha and Natasha followed suit. Guru-ji was in his usual “diksha” attire – an orange dhoti and an orange uttariya. His hairy chest was clearly visible through his uttariya and in fact one of his nipples was out of the cloth. As I offered the prayer I could not stop eyeing that – his Guru-ji’s nipple was very evident amidst his very hairy chest! I was amazed to see his dark chocolate colored areola as it was appearing so clear and prominent among his chest hairs as if someone drew it! I already had a “racing heart” and I could clearly feel a gentle stir within my blouse with my own nipples subtly getting a tinge stiffer.

Guru-ji (completing the prayer): Ah! You are all here! Great! I would also not waste any more time and go directly into the Nirmalta Parikshan.

Me: Okay Guru-ji. (Sudha & Natasha remained silent)

Guru-ji: Let me first elaborate about the reasoning for this process. Nirmalta as you can easily understand denote purity and cleanliness. And, Parikshan refers to examination. So all of you three will undergo some course of action which would lead to this assessment and of course during this phenomenon your body and soul would get pure. In fact Nirmalta Parikshan has several routes… I mean a number of ways are there to purify body and soul… tantriks and sadhus use the way they have learnt from their Gurus… I will use the one which I have inherited. Am I clear?

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Me, Natasha, & Sudha (all of us had our hands in prayer form before our breasts): Yes Guru-ji (in chorus).

Guru-ji: Good. Let me explain what you need to do during this Parikshan. Anita, since you are married you were asked to undergo the vaginal swab, which you have already passed successfully, and now whatever I narrate relates to all three of you. Okay?

For the second time, all three of us echoed a nod.

Guru-ji: When I say purification here it stands for body and soul purification. They always go hand in hand… one is incomplete without the other. However, in our ashram we have other means to purify soul while Nirmalta Parikshan is exclusively used as a tool to purify bodily impurities. Are you getting me Sudha? You are the youngest… (Guru-ji smiled looking at her)

As he said the words, he took a few steps forward and came near Sudha and put his right hand over her shoulder. Sudha was visibly a bit hesitant and nervous too.

Sudha: Ye… yes Guru-ji. Err… I have no problems in understanding your narration.

Guru-ji: Good. So the first step would be then to wash your hands with Ganga jal and then offer a prayer to Linga Maharaj with a free mind. This basically refers to seeking permission from Linga Maharaj for this course of action. Nirmalta Parikshan basically is three-fold, viz. the liquid cleaning, the fiery cleaning, and the saliva cleaning. Anita, you are aware by now about the importance of saliva I guess…

Me: Yes… yes Guru-ji.

How could I forget those episodes of being a “medium” during the yagya at Mr. Yadav’s place? My heart almost skipped a beat thinking of those intimate moments during the course of that puja.

Guru-ji: You two may not be aware… but you will soon know!

Guru-ji smiled mysteriously looking at those young girls and they naturally looked somewhat blank not able to recognize what Guru-ji exactly meant.

Guru-ji: During this whole cleaning sequence you will get to know how I remove your bodily impurities when I get one. And… and you can attend this session with your current clothing… no problems for that. And… oho! One thing!

Myself, Sudha, and Natasha – all three looked questionably at Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: No, no… nothing of concern girls! I just… I just wanted to make sure that since you will get adequately wet during this Parikshan, you should be wearing your undergarments (Guru-ji paused and looked towards our crotch and it was so, so awkward…)… both upper and lower… and if not, then go to your room and …

I could not maintain eye contact with Guru-ji in usual shyness and looked towards the floor and concurrently noticed that the two chicks were giggling bashfully.

Guru-ji: What happened? Why are you two smiling? (Guru-ji himself was smiling too)

Though Natasha and Sudha were chuckling, they obviously appeared edgy and could not reply anything.

Guru-ji: (There was a quick change in Guru-ji’s voice, the warm polish was disappearing) There is nothing to smile I guess! That’s part of our clothing only! Isn’t it Anita?

I was not at all anticipating that Guru-ji would want a nod from me and hence was fumbling.

Me: Haa..yes… err… I mean yes Guru-ji. Tuu… True.

Guru-ji: I am also wearing a brief under my dhoti and… and I am not shy to tell that … am I? I can also show that if required!

Both girls seemed a bit taken aback by Guru-ji’s last statement. Naturally! The cute chuckles on their faces disappeared instantly and both looked towards the floor in natural teen timidity.

Guru-ji: Why did you two feel shy? If I need to live in this society I have to abide by the basic norms and one of them is clothing and… and if I am a girl and over 12-13 years I should be wearing undergarments. Simple! And what are they? A brassiere to cover my breasts and a panty to cover my honey pot.

Guru-ji paused and looked at Natasha and Sudha and unmistakably there was a reddish tinge on the faces of both girls.

Guru-ji: Am I saying anything very weird or very innovative or a rare secret? Tell me!

Natasha and Sudha both nodded negatively looking towards the floor.

Guru-ji: Then? Look up! Straight into my eyes.

The two girls slowly raised their faces shedding their natural feminine shyness and looked at Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: That’s better. Did you get my point?

Natasha: Yes Guru-ji. It was foolish on our part to smile like that.

Guru-ji (gently nodding his head): Quick learning is a key in life my child! You two must grasp the ashram codes fast and when I say it… I mean it. Let me repeat - there is no place for shyness here and what needs to be done… needs to be done. Okay? Anita I think is now quite well versed with the ashram norms.

Me: Yes… sure Guru-ji!

Natasha & Sudha: O… okay Guru-ji.

I could clearly note a shade of nervousness creeping into the two girls now as they both looked tensely towards Guru-ji. Guru-ji seemed to be enjoying that.
Guru-ji: Okay girls! There is Ganga jal in that pot. (he indicated through his right hand towards a pot kept at the room corner) You go and clean your hands one by one and get ready to offer the prayer to Linga Maharaj. Make sure to clean from you elbow down to your fingers. Okay?

Since Guru-ji mentioned “one by one”, myself being the eldest among the three, I went first. The container was a wide pitcher full of water, but of extremely low height, and so I had to lean significantly from my waist to fetch the water. Unknowingly I was offering a wonderful view of my big round sari-covered ass to Guru-ji. Sudha and Natasha must have been watching me too. The touch of cold water on my arms felt well and I started wiping them. Since I had to clean till my elbows as per Guru-ji’s instruction, it took painfully long and I had to remain in that bent posture with my fleshy ass cheeks protruding out. At last it was complete and Natasha followed.

Our gazes were fixed on her as she reached the pitcher and bent forward to reach for the water. Her bottom was of course not as flaring and as fleshy like mine, but she also presented with a sexy posture for anyone watching from her behind. Like the normal tendency of a teenager girl, she had wrapped the sari rather tightly over her body and her spherical bottom appeared quite prominent through her dress. Till such time she completed to wash her hands I noted Guru-ji was incessantly looking at the sexy gaand of that young girl.

Last was Sudha, but since she was not that plump and sexy like her elder sister, Guru-ji probably seemed uninterested to continue watching her! He closed his eyes and was murmuring some mantras and myself and Natasha waited till she finished. The room was slowly getting filled with a perfumed smoke coming out of a set of agarbattis burning in front of Guru-ji. Guru-ji was slowly raising his voice as he murmured the Sanskrit mantras and slowly the ambiance of the room was altering!

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Okay…. now all three of you step forward and stand behind me with prayer posture like this. Repeat what I say. Okay?

We all chorused “Ji Guru-ji”.

Guru-ji: Hey Linga Maharaj….

The prayer was a rather long one and I was already feeling edgy in anticipation of getting “wet” in front of Guru-ji. How could he be so “normal” with me – he just fucked me the other night during the Maha-yagya and today he behaved as if… Honestly, I was captivated by Guru-ji’s composure and devotion towards his duty!

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai Linga Maharaj! (bowing down) You are the greatest! Now girls we will proceed with the actual Nirmalta parikshan.

I could see the same apprehension on the faces of Natasha and Sudha as I had during my initial days in the ashram. That did not mean that I was not having a racing heart! My lips were already drying up even having spent almost a week in the ashram and being so intimate with Guru-ji! I had to attribute this jumpiness to Guru-ji’s towering personality and nothing else.

Guru-ji (stepping forward toward the corner of the room): As you can see there are two tubs placed at the corner of the room… there…

Guru-ji stood by the cloth covered thing and turned towards us and unveiled it slowly. I never imagined in my wildest thoughts that it could be a large tub full of water under that cloth! There were two very large jars made fully of glass and filled with crystal clear water. All three of us were compelled to articulate exclamatory sighs!

Guru-ji: These are the two special tubs for Nirmalta Parikshan… currently the ashram possesses only two, but I plan to install a couple more soon as I am getting plenty of female devotees who need to undergo Nirmalta Parikshan during their stay here.

I had never seen such a big cylindrical tub in my life and that too made fully of transparent glass! The water inside the tub had a slight greenish tinge and it was of course crystal clear.

Guru-ji (turning towards three of us): As you can see… these two tubs contain special holy waters which would actually help you attain a cleanly bodily state. You will immerse your body in this holy water and remain in that state for 100 seconds and then come out. Okay? But mind you, throughout the time you remain in the tub you should keep your hands in prayer form with eyes closed and just chant “Jai Linga Maharaj”…. No exceptions. Am I clear girls?

We nodded – all three of us were still mesmerized by the awesome sight of those two life-sized water-filled tubs having a faint green shade and in the smoky environment of the room the sight was it was indeed extraordinary!

Guru-ji: One thing to note, you need not dip your head into the water … you will immerse till your shoulder in the tub. Okay? Any questions?

Myself, Natasha, and Sudha (in chorus): No Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Good. Anita, I think you would not mind if they (indicating to the two sisters) complete this tub dip first.

Me: No, no, not at all!

Guru-ji stepped back a few yards and I also followed suit.

Guru-ji: Okay, you two go ahead. Natasha first. Okay… but mind you, do not remove your hands from this posture (Guru-ji showed the prayer form)… your hands must be near your breasts… till the end of the 100 seconds which I will declare.

Sudha & Natasha: Okay Guru-ji.

Natasha: Guru-ji… I mean err… shall I go in with my glasses?

Guru-ji: Yes, yes, no issues with that as you will not dip your head in water naa.

Natasha nodded and started climbing up the stool kept aside to get inside the tub. From this altered position some yards back, I was having an extremely fabulous view of the two tubs. Natasha evidently was appearing nervous which was more apparent when she was trying to tuck the pallu of her sari at her waist; she was fumbling time and again and in her attempts she made her pallu breadth thinner and thinner revealing her blouse-covered firm right mammary from the side! Though she was a teen, her breasts were pretty full and naturally eye-catching from the side!

I had to applaud Master-ji in my mind seeing the absolute tight fitting of the blouse on her breasts! In fact the material of the blouse that Master-ji had given for this young girl also seemed to be thinner than mine as I could clearly make out the white cup of her brassiere inside! Sudha was also keenly observing her elder sister. By this time Natasha had climbed to the top of the jar and was about to plunge in it.

Guru-ji: Natasha… don’t worry, the water is not cold, its lukewarm so that its not uncomfortable for you… Hands over your bosom… yes, right… now chant Linga Maharaj’s name in your mind and close your eyes… you should not think of anything else… okay? Now go ahead!
Natasha nodded and followed as Guru-ji had instructed. I felt a bit relaxed seeing the mouth of the tub significantly wide because being a heavy-hipped woman myself, I was concerned if I could slip in comfortably or not. Also, knowing that the water was lukewarm and noting that the level of the water inside the tub was at a decent height it would cover till the belly or max to max till the breast area; hence I started feeling slightly at ease.

Guru-ji started to chant mantras very loudly and with the smoky environment of the room and the greenish water in bright illumination and Natasha standing up on the stool with hands folded for prayer – things were turning quite mystical! Myself and Sudha waited anxiously for her “dip”.

But just as Natasha dipped her feet into the waters of the tub, something very much unexpected happened and I almost shouted out in exclamation, but somehow controlled myself!

As soon as Natasha dipped her feet into the water she slid down inside the tub very smoothly and since the tub was fully made of transparent glass we could all clearly see that her sari and petticoat immediately got bunched and flowed up inside the water exposing her legs and bottoms completely!

Yes completely!

Everyone present in the room could witness that Natasha was wearing a bright red colored panty underneath her sari! This would not have happened if the tub was made of porcelain or wood, but since it was see-through glass everything was visible to us like daylight! Natasha was a grownup girl with a nice full figure and to view her legs, thighs, and ass naked was indeed quite a scene! Though Natasha was momentarily unbalanced and unstable inside the water, but as soon as her feet landed on the tub floor she got steady. I looked at Guru-ji who was standing just beside me and chanting mantras, but I noted that his eyes were open (generally they remain closed when he chanted mantras) and his gaze was fixed on this young chick’s sexy exposed figure.

As the 100 seconds started counting, the water inside the tub was exposing Natasha more and more! For the moment I felt for Natasha as she was unable to push down her sari to cover her exposed ass and panty as her hands were held in the prayer form, but soon realized that she was probably not aware of her exposure as she might not have concentrated on the glass part of the jar. Since I am standing outside I could see what was happening!

Actually this was not a very queer or out of the world phenomenon for we women. I had experienced this when I had taken bath in the seaside. The roaring and foaming sea waters push up the sari to float on the water exposing my legs completely inside the water. Unfortunately the worst thing happens when a woman tries to take bath sitting on the beach and I had seen very vividly what happened to Sunita Bhabie when she tried to do that. The main problem is when we women sit on the sands for a bath wearing a sari or a skirt facing the sea, the first thing that happens is the current of the water push up our bodies off the floor and as a result our sari or skirt gets awkwardly pushed up exposing our legs.

The same thing happened here for Natasha also. Unfortunately she was quite helpless in this case (in seaside a woman at least gets an opportunity to save some of her dignity by pulling down her dress) as her hands were engaged for prayer. The only male member present in the room, Guru-ji, was indeed enjoying Natasha’s sexily exposed state! I looked at Sudha and she was also chuckling seeing her sister’s panty exposure. Thankfully Natasha’s sari and petticoat soon settled down and though they were flowing up and down inside the water, I felt relieved seeing at least her gaand was remaining covered.

Thankfully very soon the 100 seconds limit was over.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Its over Natasha. You can come out of the tub now.

Natasha nodded and looked at Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Hold the rim of the tub with your hands and you will find a couple of small steps on the wall… to your left…. yes… that way… right!

Natasha easily climbed up the tub and was out of it, but she was thoroughly soaked from her bosom till her toes and she looked awesome! With the wet sari clinging strictly to her body, her curves were awfully prominent! Her firm breasts stuck out through her blouse while her round succulent ass obtruded sexily beyond her body curve. She was naturally blushing in front of a male.

Guru-ji: Don’t try to squeeze out the water of your sari Beti… because we need that also as a mode of purification.

Natasha was evidently surprised, so was I.

Guru-ji: Actually this green holy water is helping you to get purified… your outer body… your skin is getting purified… and when this water mixes with your sari, it creates another amalgam which will help purify your internal system.

Natasha looked somewhat confused and continued to stand in her wet outfit.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Guru-ji: Take off your sari and squeeze out the water off it in this bowl.

Natasha: Take off… err… I mean…

Guru-ji: If you do not take the sari off your body Natasha how can you get the extract by squeezing the sari?

Natasha: Oh! Okay Guru-ji.

It’s always very clumsy for any girl to take off her sari in front of a male, but there was no option for Natasha. She slowly took off the wet pallu from her shoulder and dropped it to the floor and started untying the sari off her waist.

“Wow!”

That’s the only form of expression that could aptly describe Natasha now! As soon as Natasha slipped her sari off her shoulder, her big firm breasts were exposed to us. I was totally shocked to see the material used by Master-ji for Natasha’s blouse. Sheer would be a very mild term for the fabric of her blouse, it was almost nonexistent! Except for a slight orange tinge, the ashram dress code color, the wet blouse had become totally transparent and her white brassiere inside could be seen very, very clearly! As Natasha continued to untie her sari off her navel and attempting to withdraw it completely from sticking to her firm round wet bottoms, she gave us all an awesome view of her young breasts covered by her white bra. I noticed Guru-ji stepped forward a couple of steps, probably to get an even better view, and his gaze was fixed of course on Natasha’s dense twin peaks.

Guru-ji: Yes… don’t allow the sari to fall on the floor Beti, hold it with one hand… yes like that… right!

Natasha’s whole brassiere was now clearly visible and as she shuffled taking off her sari, I could easily make out the cups, the straps, and even the hook behind! Concurrently she was exposing her wheat colored deep cleavage over her tight wet blouse. Beads of water still crowned the top of her boob flesh and water droplets were crowning her naked navel and belly areas making her look immensely sexy.

Guru-ji: Now squeeze out the water from your sari in this bowl (Guru-ji handed over a small sized glass bowl to Natasha).

Natasha followed the instruction and squashed out the water of her thoroughly wet sari into the bowl. The bowl was almost full with greenish water. As she turned slightly and bent to some degree to execute the job, I noticed her pantyline could easily be traced out off her wet thin petticoat!

Guru-ji: Okay, now you drink this extract. This will help purify your inner system Beti.

Natasha hesitatingly gulped it down, but her face depicted that the taste was not that bad!

Guru-ji: Great! No, you can wait for your turn for the next purification while your sister will get inside the tub.

Natasha: Okay Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Anita, I think you also take the dip with Sudha.

Me: Ji Guru-ji.

Myself and Sudha stepped towards the jar and I was naturally feeling very anxious after seeing Natasha’s wild exposure inside the tub. I quickly tried to feel the position of my panty under my sari with my hand; I in fact tried to measure how much of my ass was exposed outside my panty inside my dress, but since Guru-ji was looking at me quite directly I had to cease my act. My face turned red at the very thought of my upskirt inside the water. I was blushing and looked down at the floor.

Guru-ji: Do I have to repeat what I said to Natasha?

Myself and Sudha: No Guru-ji.

We stepped up to the top of the tubs, folded our arms for prayer, closed our eyes, and as Guru-ji started chanting the mantras loudly, stepped inside the water.

Whoosssssssssssshhh!

My feet touched the bottom of the tub at one go and instantly I could feel warm waters on my naked legs and thighs. I could not keep my eyes shut any more thinking of my exposure and I opened them slightly and looked below but only to find my sari and petticoat flowing on the water surface and I could not look through them. I closed my eyes in shame and could well realize that my panty-covered heavy and round gaand must have been visible to Guru-ji. I could sense unmistakably that my blouse was also getting wet in the water and the feel of warm waters on my big tight breasts.

Thankfully the 100 seconds limit ended soon and Guru-ji called us to come out. I looked miserable in this utterly soaked condition. Expectedly my wet sari clung to my body and I presented a very hot look considering I was standing in front of a male. Guru-ji handed over the two bowls – one to Sudha and one to me. My hands and feet were getting cold as I was about to strip. The nervousness was more due to the presence of Sudha and Natasha. They were teens and would not look obscene if they strip, but myself being a married lady with my kind of voluptuous figure I was naturally feeling edgy.

Guru-ji: Quick Anita! Open quickly! See Sudha has already started getting the water in the bowl.

Me: Yes, yes Guru-ji.

I speeded up things and took off my wet sari off my body and stood in front of Guru-ji clad in my wet blouse and petticoat. As I looked down I found my wet petticoat adhering very awkwardly to my plump thighs; in fact exposing the V-shape of my panty. I quickly withdrew the petticoat from there with my left hand and also subtly wriggled my heavy ass to get off the wet fabric sexily sticking to it.

I was able to extract the water out of my wet sari quicker than Sudha; this was natural because I was habituated with washing and cleaning clothes, which Sudha was not. Then we both gulped down the extract.

Guru-ji: Great! Jai Linga Maharaj! Okay, now all three of you stand in a line and before that…. just pick up your wet saris and keep them here (indicating to a basket).

All three of us were clad in our blouse and petticoat only and surely myself and Natasha looked extremely sexy in our wet “curtailed” outfits. Sudha was the youngest amongst us and she had a pretty average figure, but Natasha with her exposed creamy cleavage and bra fully revealed through her wet blouse presented with an extremely appealing look; and myself being a big breasted woman obviously looked quite tempting with my full-sized breasts oozing over my wet blouse and my huge gaand clearly traceable inside my wet clinging petticoat.
We picked up our saris from the floor and kept them in the prescribed basket. In the process all three of us presented Guru-ji with a super sexy view of our wet fleshy cleavage while stooping down to pick our saris from the floor. We indeed exhibited an awesome combination with me having the heaviest pair of boobies popping out of my blouse, while Natasha having medium-sized but very attractive and firm mammaries, and Sudha exhibited the smallest pair of wet blouse-covered eye-catching tits.

Just at that moment Guru-ji suddenly clapped loudly. All three of us were a bit surprised at this gesture of Guru-ji and looked questionably at him. Just then the door of the room opened and Sanjeev and Uday stepped inside the room. Naturally all three of us shuffled nervously due to our stripped and wet condition. All three of us knew jolly well that we were looking rather sexy and appealing and now there were two more males to lick our oozing sensuality!

Sanjeev and Uday offered pranam to Guru-ji and stood by the side. I could easily read the “wow” expression in their eyes as they looked at Natasha.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, Uday… I called you to help me in the fiery purification process…

Sanjeev, Uday: With pleasure Guru-ji!

Guru-ji: Then please lay the mattress here so that I can start the sterilization.

Sanjeev and Uday quickly laid a thick cotton mattress that was lying at one corner of the room. Guru-ji took the “kamandul” and sprinkled some water and flowers on it and concurrently chanted some mantras loudly. Seeing the opportunity I quickly tried to pull up my wet blouse near my cleavage as I was looking horribly sexy with much of my butter-colored upper boob flesh bulging out of my wet tight blouse. After some attempts I realized nothing much could be done about my flashing as the blouse fabric was thoroughly wet and Master-ji had sewed the blouse like a miser not allowing an extra centimeter to stretch! As I looked up, I noticed Natasha was also trying the same as she must have also been feeling shy especially in presence of Sanjeev and Uday.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Anita… Natasha… Sudha… now is the time to purify your body with the sacred fire. This would actually give you the requisite limpidness and wholesomeness. Come one by one and lay here in supine position. (Noticing Sudha still looking questionably at Guru-ji, he further explained) …lie down with your buttocks on the mattress… Sudha?

Sudha: (smiling slightly) Yes, okay Guru-ji.

We obeyed Guru-ji but the scene was indeed getting immensely tempting! Three grownup girls lying on the mattress in wet clothes, that too without the sari, and three males standing by that mattress ogling at them!

Guru-ji: Keep some space in between… Sudha move to your right a bit… yes… yes… okay… now Anita, come a bit closer to this side…. (I altered my position by dragging my heavy ass onto the mattress and realized I must have been looking dreadfully indecent doing that in front of three pair of “male” eyes) Yep! Perfect.

Sanjeev: Guru-ji, shall I light up the…?

Guru-ji: Yes, surely.

I was naturally getting more and more apprehensive as to what sort of sterilization awaits us now! I was in the middle and the two sisters were lying at my two sides and they also seemed to be as much confused and nervous as me!

Sanjeev lighted up some more aggarvattis and more scented smoke filled up the room. It was getting stuffy now with two more humans apart from we three and Guru-ji.

I was shocked to note that Sanjeev now had a white piece of burning square-shaped white block of a substance on his palm! Was he not feeling the heat of the fire on his hand? How was he not getting burnt on the palm? I noted the same astonishing expression on Sudha and Natasha’s faces.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai Agnidev! (Uday followed suit and he too had a piece of burning block on his right palm!) Just see… as my disciples have already passed this Nirmalta Parikshan they can do this… the fire would not harm them! Purity is strength! Jai Linga Maharaj!

All three of us looked in utter amazement at Uday and Sanjeev’s hands – the fire continued to burn on their hands without doing any harm to their skin!

Guru-ji: I will start with Natasha… Sanjeev, you sit by her head and Uday, you sit by her legs… before I start… I can see a very anxious and restless face… (smiling and looking at Natasha) Don’t worry my dear…. What I will do is… I will just pass on the power of purity from this fire onto your body…. that’s all… you will be protected from the external ills and evils… the warmth of this fire will scale you to attain true maturity… Jai Linga Maharaj! …and the purity of this special fire will assist you to achieve diksha …

Natasha (almost murmured): O… okay Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, you sit by her head and hold her hand (Sanjeev had the fire in his right hand and held Natasha’s wrist with his left hand) … and Uday, you hold her leg (Uday had the fire in his right hand and he held Natasha’s ankle with his left hand)

Saying that Guru-ji stepped on the mattress and sat beside her near her belly area.

Guru-ji: The reason I asked them to hold you is to establish the connection with this holy fire and your body... and I will act as the medium of transfer of purity and warmth. Okay?

Natasha: Okay Guru-ji.

She almost whispered; she must have been feeling extremely nervous. Naturally! The very presence of Guru-ji sitting beside her must have sucked all her energy. I myself was feeling dry on my lips and inside my mouth as Guru-ji continued to talk with Natasha.

Guru-ji: Now close your eyes Beti as I will start the process… don’t feel afraid… don’t feel shy… this is just a formal procedure which will enable you attain greater maturity and purity by taking the warmth of the holy fire and pass it into your body… Okay? Try not to quiver as I touch you and just stay normal. (he paused) Any questions?

Natasha just nodded and closed her eyes. Her younger sister and myself nervously looked onto her with great inquisitiveness.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai ho! Aum Narayanaye Vidmahe
Vasudavaye Dhimahi Tanno Vishnu Prachodayat!

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As he chanted the mantras his heavy voice reverberated and with the room already very much crammed with scented smoke, the scene was indeed inexplicable. Guru-ji took his right hand and kept it just above the fire on Sanjeev’s hand and completed the mantra; then placed his hand on Natasha’s forehead and rubbed the area as if transferring the warmth and purity!

Immediately a question started poking me – “will he repeat the same for her whole body? O my God! Will he hold her breasts and rub the area like that! What about her pussy area?!? Oh no!”

Guru-ji probably said, “Oh! Yes!” in his mind and he just did as I apprehended! After rubbing her forehead for some 20-30 seconds, he started a new mantra and held his hand over the fire and than placed it on Natasha’s right cheek and started cupping it! Her cheeks appeared rosy; she must have been blushing greatly with Guru-ji’s experienced palm feeling her young tender cheek. Guru-ji repeated the same for her left cheek and Natasha already had started breathing a tinge heavily.

Guru-ji: Aum Narayanaye Vidmahe Vasudavaye Dhimahi Tanno Vishnu Prachodayat!

Guru-ji’s right hand fingers were on pressing and rubbing her lips. Her lips were full and pink and Guru-ji must have been enjoying the tender feel of it! He was circling his fingers on her lips and Natasha was visibly uncomfortable at this time as she shuffled slightly. I wondered what would happen when Guru-ji starts feeling her firm breasts!

I did not have to wait long! My heart had started to beat faster and I could jolly well imagine what actually was going through Natasha’s mind, she being 10 years younger than me! My lips were already parted and my right hand voluntarily reached my breast area and I pressed on my right breast very subtly as it was naturally not a common sight to spot a man touching a girl’s tits so publicly!

Guru-ji’s right hand touched the exposed upper breast area outside Natasha’s U-cut blouse and he started gently rubbing her there!

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii!

I murmured within myself and was naturally breathing quite heavily now seeing that sexy scene. Natasha’s eyes were closed, but she must be having a torrid time with Guru-ji’s fingers on her exposed cleavage. I noted that her mouth opened slightly and she exhaled deeply and sighed (though silently). Sanjeev and Uday were also watching and enjoying this extremely appealing scene quite intently. After massaging the whole of Natasha’s exposed breast area above her blouse, Guru-ji took his hand back to the fire on Sanjeev’s hand. He took the warmth, chanted the mantra, and was back to transfer the warmness to Natasha’s succulent boobs!

I observed that Guru-ji’s hand was rock steady as his palm touched the conical tip of Natasha’s right breast and then he slowly started pressing his palm on her blouse-covered wet tit!

Natasha: Aaaahhhh….. Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…..

Natasha probably could not hold her anymore and started to emit gentle moans, which we could all hear. Guru-ji was pressing her breast very slowly with his palm enjoying the full tight feel of her young upturned breast. As Guru-ji was compressing his hand more and more on her conical firm flesh, Natasha’s sighs were getting louder and deeper. I noticed her legs also started getting parted as she felt Guru-ji’s large palm on her young tender breast! As I looked on, I found Guru-ji thoroughly cupping her right breast in the name of transferring the fire warmth and purity to her body! Guru-ji’s large palm was enough to cover her full right breast and by the hand movement I could easily gather that Guru-ji was in reality bluntly squeezing the young girl’s breast in the disguise of purification process!

It must have been an out of the world feel to cup and squeeze the breast of a 20-year-old grownup girl with a matured and fleshy figure lying on the mattress helplessly! Guru-ji initiated the same process for her left breast too; Natasha was visibly getting restless as naturally she must have been getting extremely excited and embarrassed too! Indeed the process was also pretty slow as Guru-ji was thoroughly feeling her fresh young tits while transferring the warmth of the fire. Just then as the Godman was busy cupping and caressing her left breast, Natasha seemed to lose patience and opened her eyes and her free hand as if automatically came over her breast to block Guru-ji’s hand.

Natasha: Ahh! Guru-ji… please… Ufff! I can’t bear it!

Guru-ji: I told you Beti… you have to have patience and shed all of your shyness. This is ashram my child and here things will not go as per your wish…isn’t it?

Natasha was blushing furiously and shuffling as Guru-ji was conversing with her with his hand right over her left breast; he was holding her conical boob flesh in his palm!

Guru-ji: I already told you that you must not have any inhibition regarding anything here in the ashram. Shyness, embarrassment, shame… these words are not in the ashram dictionary… and you know that, isn’t it?

Natasha: Ye… yes Guru-ji, but I am feeling…

Guru-ji: You are feeling very awkward… right? You are also feeling some itch here?
(saying that Guru-ji shifted his hand and directly pressed her pussy area over her wet petticoat)

Obviously Natasha was shocked and seemed perplexed too!

Guru-ji: These are natural things to happen… very natural… and there is no guilt in it! If I open the loins of my disciples you might find their tool standing… but is it anything very surprising? That’s how male and female get excited! Did you not know that?

Natasha (blushing more heavily almost whispered): Yesss…

Guru-ji: So? The rituals must be followed and for that you have to be strong mentally and ignore these, but focus on the actual goal. You have come here to attain diksha and for that you have to pass through this Nirmalta Parikshan… so your spotlight should not get defocussed. Am I clear?

Natasha (clenching her lips): Okay Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Just ask Anita… she is elder than you.. married too! She has passed through some of the ashram rituals and they are not easy for any married woman to undergo…

Me: Yes… very tough and compromising!

Guru-ji: But she has passed them and almost on the verge of completion of the Maha-yagya, which is indeed commendable.

Natasha: O… okay Guru-ji… I will try… try my best.
Guru-ji: Good, that’s appreciable…. Let me again take the fire warmth… Aum Narayanaye Vidmahe Vasudavaye Dhimahi Tanno Vishnu Prachodayat!

I noticed that Guru-ji this time pressed his palm a bit more forcibly on Natasha’s left breast and Natasha emitted a longer “Sssssshhhhhhhhhh….” when Guru-ji gifted her with a nice tight squeeze hollowing his palm! The way this young girls’ breasts were groped I was pretty sure that her nipples must have been standing fully erect by now and visible through her wet blouse, but since I was lying on the mattress I was unable to see that.

Guru-ji completed the fiery purification of her breasts and proceeded to her abdomen area and Natasha was giving out more shameless loud moans and the way she was throwing her legs it was very evident that she was highly excited by then. Guru-ji now took the warmness of the fire from Uday who was sitting down her body and immediately there was an “Ouch!”

This sudden cry obviously depicted Guru-ji’s invasion into Natasha’s pussy area!

Guru-ji’s palm was directly on her love spot, the wet petticoat acting as the decency wall! Wasting no time, Guru-ji started caressing her pussy area very evidently and her petticoat was getting bunched up there under Guru-ji’s hollow palm. Natasha was naturally extremely restless and Sanjeev and Uday found it hard to hold on to her hand and leg.

Natasha: Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh…. Aaaaaaaaiiiiii……

Guru-ji: Aum Narayanaye Vidmahe Vasudavaye Dhimahi Tanno Vishnu Prachodayat!

Natasha’s legs started to part more and more and her torso appeared like a bow as Guru-ji continued to grope her pussy area very openly and deliberately. Guru-ji’s long fingers forcibly invaded deep into her pussy crevice over the cover of her petticoat and panty making Natasha gush out loud grunts. This exceptionally embarrassing purification process continued for some more time as Guru-ji caressed Natasha’s well-formed thighs and legs in the name of transferring the warmness and purity of the holy fire to this young chick’s body.

Guru-ji: Ahhh… Good job Natasha! It’s over now! You have completed the fiery purification successfully. Jai Linga Maharaj!

Natasha was virtually panting and quickly turned to one side to hide her excited state. Her breasts looked awesome as she turned to the side facing me – the tight flesh revolted and bulged out over her tight blouse - she was undeniably looking extremely alluring in this state.

Guru-ji: Anita, now it’s your turn.

Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji.

Seeing Natasha’s condition, I was already feeling quite eager and keyed up anticipating Guru-ji’s hands all over my body especially on my big-sized tight mammaries. Guru-ji repeated the same procedure of taking warmth from the fire burning on Sanjeev’s hand, started chanting the mantras, and then started with my forehead. His warm hand felt really nice on my forehead, eyes, and cheeks. He was tracing my soft and thick lips with his fingers and as I was by this time quite experienced with this sort of rituals in the ashram, I parted my sexy lips slightly and Guru-ji readily inserted his finger inside my mouth and touched my warm tongue. The fact remained that as soon as Guru-ji was close to me, I felt immensely weak and simply behaved like a randi to extract more out of him! I was now shamelessly sucking his finger and completely forgot that two other younger girls were watching me!

As Guru-ji reached my twin peaks, I was certainly more vocal than Natasha and was emitting barefaced groans and thrusting my heavy milk jugs more and more into his palm. Guru-ji used this opportunity to give me some of the tightest squeezes I ever got from any male on my boobs. Seeing my shamelessly weak condition, I realized he even pushed his fingers through the U-cut of my low-cut blouse neck and aptly felt my warm oozing boob flesh. Guru-ji’s warm touches were making me virtually mad as I could clearly sense his right hand sweeping and grazing over my taut erect nipples inside my wet bra and blouse.

Guru-ji’s next prolonged stop was obviously my naked navel area. Guru-ji covered my whole navel under his warm palm and slowly brushed his hand over my belly. He was crafty enough to poke the trough of my navel with his thumb which made me gasp like anything! As Guru-ji continued to feel my matured female body with his palm and fingers, I started to feel a shade proud as it was not only me who was actually longing for his touches, but Guru-ji also seemed quite keen to touch me intimately! Guru-ji had already tasted my body as during the Maha-yagya he fucked me handsomely, but I was pretty convinced that he was still trying to milk me as much as possible in the disguise of that purification process. This actually was heightening the desire in me to extract more out of this strange relationship with him. He was indeed a Godman and a “Guru” to me and I respected him like anything, but the physical proximity and eroticism of the Maha-yagya had made me tremendously vulnerable and this was happening each time I was close/alone with him! Being a conservative and unadventurous housewife, I was at a loss how I was getting bowled over simply by Guru-ji’s presence!

Me: Aaaaaaaaaahhh….Uuuuuuiiiiii…… Aaaarrrrggggghhhhhhh….

My libido was greatly building up as Guru-ji was brushing his hand down my waist onto my pussy area. I could feel Guru-ji’s fingers stopping at the feel of my panty waistband below my wet petticoat. I immediately had goosebump all over my body and trembled in excitement. I naturally had started to boil with Guru-ji virtually groping my entire matured figure; I was getting a shoot up in my stimulation as I was aware that I was being watched by two other girls. This was making things worse for me. I was by that time “used” to the males of the ashram, but Natasha and Sudha both were outsiders and younger than me and hence I was having a torrid time keeping my self control.

I tried my best to behave normally but Guru-ji was brushing the entire front of my wet panty area very suggestively and provocatively. The Godman was even pushing his thumb over my wet dress into my honey pot! I was groaning and muttering waywardly. I could feel all his five fingers pressing and roving around my pussy area pushing me at the verge of restraint. Guru-ji spent ample time over my love spot and then slowly (seemed rather unwillingly) moved down my rotund thighs feeling every inch of my banana-trunk-like legs with his stretched out palm. By this time I was experiencing two more strong “intrusions” which made me hotter and conscious too!

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Sanjeev and Uday both had previously groped and loved me very adequately. I was still somewhat weak towards Uday though I had obviously recovered the initial infatuation, but still how could I forget that boat ride with him? Neither could I forget my almost naked lovemaking with Sanjeev, which was indeed outrageously shameless, during the Maha-yagya! Both of them had a total feel of my voluptuous body and this time they both were sending me signals realizing my compromised elated state in Guru-ji’s hands. Sanjeev was scribbling on my wrist and Uday was doodling on my leg, both pressing their fingers concurrently on my body surface extremely suggestively, which in turn forced me to have my teeth clenching on my lips to control my building passion.

Guru-ji: Ahhh! That brings us to the completion of Anita’s fiery refinement! Jai Linga Maharaj!

I was virtually gasping lying on the mattress with my heavy bosom going up and down inside my wet blouse and my feet also parting wider advertising openly to everyone about my elated state. Guru-ji then performed the same ritual over Sudha’s body too and we all enjoyed the shudder and the blush that the young girl exhibited as Guru-ji cupped her small tight tits in his palm in front of everyone. She was also gasping similar to me at the end of the fiery episode and was visibly much more uneasy than her elder sister. I doubted that Sudha ever encountered such an open boob squeeze session in her 16 years of age! She appeared totally flushed and extremely nervous with her breasts growing in size within her dress and she was indeed looking extremely appealing!

Guru-ji: Now you need to change your posture… so stand on the mattress. (Guru-ji himself stood up and we also followed suit) I am glad the way things have progressed so far. With the grace of Linga Maharaj you three have passed the first two parts of Nirmalta Parikshan. Now we will proceed to the final part, which is the saliva purification and wholistic body cleanse. The water and the fire have aided you to attain bodily purification, and now the saliva purification would actually rally round your mouth as well as your speech! Natasha, are you getting me?

Natasha (still was panting slightly): Ye… yes Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Good. This process will need a medium and since Anita had acted as the medium previously she is aware of this process. Isn’t it Anita?

Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji.

Within split seconds I vividly remember what happened to me at Mr. Yadav’s place. That was probably the most humiliating hours of my life! I instantly remembered the faces – Mr. Yadav, Shilpa, Mrs. Yadav (Nandini), and that son of a bitch servant of that house….

Guru-ji: Good. Let me brief Natasha and Sudha regarding it… as we perform different acts to please Linga Maharaj… we sometimes need a medium who is a person and of different gender to the devotee who is the key to transfer the goodness from Linga Maharaj directly to the devotee. Okay?

Natasha and Sudha nodded. I wondered what they actually gathered from those words.

Guru-ji: So how do I purify your saliva (Guru-ji looked at Natasha)? Or you might say… how do I purify your tongue/speech? Myself will act as a medium and so will my other two disciples. I could have acted as medium for three of you, but the rule says one can act as a medium to only one devotee in one session. So… rules are rules… (he shrugged) I will act as the medium for Natasha… Sanjeev for Anita, and Uday for our youngest candidate Sudha… Am I clear?

We all nodded in affirmation.

Guru-ji: Natasha and Sudha… you two must stand strong during the process… you need to be mentally tough for this since this will involve mouth to mouth transfer of holy liquid and this in fact holds the key to your success in Nirmalta Parikshan.

Natasha (very, very softly): Oh my God!

Though she exclaimed very quietly, none of us missed that.

Guru-ji (there was a sudden change in his voice, it was cold as steel and as it was reverberating): Mind your expression young lass! Yes, probably all girls undergoing any custom involving “medium” will have that sort of an expression, but I don’t tolerate them! Clear?

There was pin drop silence. We all stood like statues in front of Guru-ji’s strong personality – his hugely built 6 feet figure as if automatically demanded obedience!

Guru-ji: There’s nothing wrong in having such expressions, but they need to be controlled within yourself! Are you getting me Natasha?

Natasha (with an almost trembling voice): Ji… ji Guru-ji!

Guru-ji: When you are in my ashram, you are outside the periphery of the society… you must always keep that in mind…. And the customs of the ashram are different and you may find them embarrassing, upsetting, obscene, hot, cold… whatever! Rules are rules my child and we all have to abide by it… there is no room for shyness and timidity here… if you need to strip for any ritual, you have to take off your dress… no alternatives! If you need to hug anybody during any convention, you have to hug him… no alternatives! Whether you are married or a virgin is immaterial… Huh!

Guru-ji naturally was annoyed by Natasha’s exclamation and his speech was the reflection of that only!

Guru-ji: All three of you are fortunate that you have come to the ashram in this era… had it been 10 years back… at that time all tantra customs were performed in the purest form… the devotee had to be absolutely naked to undergo diksha and all! Age, sex… no bar, no exceptions! What sort of expression would you give then my child?

Sanjeev: Guru-ji… please cool down…

Uday: Yes Guru-ji… bachhi hai… we must consider it as just an immature childish illustration …

Guru-ji (thought for a while looking at Uday): Hmm… okay… if you say so. But let me remind all three of you once again (turning towards us) that you all must follow these customs very religiously and wholeheartedly and keep all your exclaims and expressions at bay … Huh! Am I clear to all?

Myself, Sudha and Natasha: Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Good. Let us then not waste any further time and proceed! Jai Linga Maharaj! Ladies… just come here and stand in a line…yes… right here… on the mattress…

All of us were naturally a bit nervous, especially Natasha, after getting that short rebuke from the Godman and we hesitantly positioned ourselves as Guru-ji instructed.

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Guru-ji: This is the final purification of our Nirmalta Parikshan… and this is also a significant aspect of Linga Maharaj worship. Saliva purification is a big tool to achieve salvation in front of Linga Maharaj! Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai ho!

Guru-ji’s loud and heavy voice was echoing from the walls of that small room. My finger and toe tips were already getting cold though I was wildly excited during the course of the fiery purification.

Guru-ji: As I mentioned previously Sanjeev will act as the medium to Anita’s oral purification, Uday to Sudha, and I myself shall aid you (pointing to Natasha) for your oral cleansing. As Anita is well aware of this procedure and you two are new, I will first demonstrate it so that you do not react too clumsily.

I could jolly well realize that the last few words of Guru-ji were directed to the young “queen”, Natasha. As it was she was looking extremely sexy in her half-stripped wet attire - the way she was exposing her shinning cleavage to all and the contour of her wet round ass was extremely eye-catching!

Guru-ji: Anita, come here…

Me: Me?

I was naturally a bit surprised as I never thought that Guru-ji would give the demo on me!

Guru-ji: Yes Beti… you are in that sense experienced to this… (a smile) Come… stand here… facing me.

I must have been looking like an idiot as I was completely unprepared for this.

Me: O… okhh… okay Guru-ji!

I came up to him with almost trembling steps. The whole focus was as if on me and the four of them - Sudha, Natasha, Sanjeev, and Uday – just continued to stare at me! Though I was longing for some more warm moments, but since it was sort of a “public demonstration”, I instantly started feeling palpitations inside me! The tips of my fingers and toes were getting colder and I was by now having dry lips too!

Guru-ji: Sudha, Natasha… follow carefully… the main objective of this purification process is to transfer the saliva from the medium’s lips and tongue to the devotee’s lips and tongue. Okay? So… for that myself as a medium I will have my lips and tongue soaked in the holy liquid … Jai Linga Maharaj! (Uday and Sanjeev instantly echoed in chorus “Jai Linga Maharaj!”) and in turn I will transfer the holy liquid to the devotte’s lips and mouth through licking and sucking…

I noticed that Sudha and Natasha both looked extremely nervous and looked down at the floor in shyness listening to the announcement of the saliva purification process which was actually an open lip-to-lip kiss session in disguise! Being married I was quite habituated in kissing with my husband (and of course after arriving to the ashram I was getting used to kiss and being kissed by unknown males!), but these two young unmarried chicks were naturally inexperienced in this aspect their pallid nervous bodily response illustrated that only.

Guru-ji: See… you need to keep your hands on the waist of the medium… Anita, please keep your hands here… yes…perfect… the whole of your palm must touch the medium’s body and your fingers fully stretched out… like that only! And the medium will also likewise put his hands on the devotee’s waist area.

I could realize my blood had suddenly started gushing through my vessels and my libido instantly gearing up! I was having palpitations as my palms felt Guru-ji’s waist area and in turn I could feel Guru-ji’s cold fingers resting on my curvy waist. Guru-ji had positioned me exactly in front of him and in fact I was standing amazingly close to him with my big-sized boobs sexily poking out only about an inch away from touching and pressing against his hairy chest!

Guru-ji: Now I will show you how the liquid needs to be transferred to the lips… I cannot take the holy liquid for demonstration purpose… so you two just assume that I have that liquid on my lips and tongue… okay?

Natasha, Sudha: Okay Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: First I will rub my lips on hers so that the liquid can easily get on to the outer surface of her lips. Just see…

Saying that Guru-ji brought his mouth very near to me and simply started rubbing his wet lips onto mine! The feeling was so, so erotic that I had to immediately shuffle a shade to maintain my posture. My mouth was closed and Guru-ji grazed his lips gently on mine in a circular fashion. Naturally I was blushing heavily and being aware that I was being watched by four persons I closed my eyes in utter shyness.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Guru-ji (looking at Natasha): As you will acknowledge that rubbing like this would only enable a very superficial and non-uniform transfer… I will now touch her lips in a more appropriate way so that the transfer is apposite. Alongside you must remember to generate adequate amounts of saliva inside the mouth so that the holy liquid gets adequately mixed with it. Am I clear? Hmm… Now see… just like this…

Guru-ji did not give me much time to get composed from the time he had shifted his lips off me and I felt extremely weak as he pushed his lips into mine forcing me to part my lips and he inserted his upper lip in between my pink tender lips and started pressing my lower lip with his both lips!

I could not stop myself from releasing a loud sigh and a long moan as my body cells were now livening up extremely fast as Guru-ji was in effect kissing me in front of four persons! Guru-ji’s thick lips initially pressed my soft lower lip, but he soon started sucking it making me virtually go wild with excitement! His handgrip on my waist was also getting tighter and my whole body was automatically getting slightly bent to keep his lip pressure on my succulent lips. This went on for about a minute till Guru-ji parted.

Guru-ji: So that’s step number two (he was panting marginally). Now I will show you how to transfer the holy liquid to your tongue and the insides of the mouth. This would essentially be a tongue-playing session as you can understand… tongue holds the key for this transfer … Okay? Let me demonstrate it for you…

My condition was indescribable! I was clinging onto Guru-ji very shamelessly; I had no other option as I was immensely charged up by that time! I continued to press my big twin treats onto his chest most brazenly and my warm rotund thighs onto his legs. I was breathing so heavily that almost half of my butter-colored sexy boob flesh was getting advertised over my wet tight blouse and Sanjeev and Uday were standing so close to me that it must have been a real treat for them!

As Guru-ji converged onto my lips again, just then I happened to note from the corner of my eyes a very suspicious and uncanny look from both the sisters, especially Natasha. She was frowning and as if could not believe my expressions! Though I was carried away heavily by Guru-ji’s kissing, but my mind momentarily was wayward. Was Natasha suspecting my dignity and honesty? She knew very well that I was married. But what could I do? I could not violate Guru-ji’s instruction till such time I was in the ashram. Hence I had to succumb to this kissing session of Guru-ji; no way out! I tried to convince my mind, but quickly realized that the way I was behaving must have raised some doubts in her mind. My willingness to get close to Guru-ji and my “physical inclination” must have raised some doubts in her mind. I smiled in my mind. She was too young to understand all this; moreover she was unmarried; had she been fucked once by Guru-ji, she could have easily scented and read my “inclination”.

“Chuck! Chuck! Chakas!” Bare and blatant sounds were being emanated from our kissing! I could only imagine myself to be kissed by my husband so openly and boldly; no one else! But Guru-ji was a magnetic personality! I was getting weaker by the second! Guru-ji’s hot tongue was exploring the insides of my mouth with long strokes and I was virtually taken to the seventh heaven! I was trembling in exultation as I dug my nails deep onto his waist.

I was excited as well as nervous too; nervous of being watched; watched by Sudha and Natasha, who were much, much younger than me! Their presence was actually hindering me to some extent to extract the full joy out of Guru-ji’s passionate kissing and in my anxiety I was getting dry in the mouth. I was getting so keyed up that I wished I could rub my heavy breasts on his hairy chest and just bite his shoulder! Unfortunately, I had to constrain my emotions largely due to Natasha and Sudha though Guru-ji was virtually plundering the whole of my mouth with his wet tongue in the name of demonstration and I did not even notice when his hands slid from my waist to my round spherical butt cheeks and he was kneading them rather handsomely!

Me: Ummm… Ahhhh…. Uuuuuuuuuuchhhhh….

I was getting deeply immersed in his kissing when at one point of time Guru-ji parted his lips from mine.

Guru-ji: Natasha, Sudha… I hope you have keenly followed what I demonstrated and for the saliva to mix appropriately with the holy liquid, the devotee in turn needs to suck the lips and tongue of the medium…. Okay? Do you need any more demo?

Sudha and Natasha: No Guru-ji.

I could jolly well realize that as Guru-ji was normally talking I should also stand straight and stop clinging to his body pasting my big mammaries onto his hairy chest, but unfortunately I was so much keyed up by that time that it was very hard for me to stand properly. I could feel the known itch inside my panty and was virtually forced to shamelessly scratch my fingers there in front of everybody!

Then within moments the whole setting of the room as if changed into a desi porno movie scene! All of us, the three girls, stood on the mattress in front of the three males with our hands on their waists and they were all ready to publicly kiss us! Sanjeev and Uday had previously taken some bluish liquid from a bowl, supposedly the holy liquid, in their mouths and waited for Guru-ji, who after narrating some strong Sanskrit mantras, took some liquid in his mouth too. As Natasha put her arms on Guru-ji’s waist, Sanjeev seemed to be getting restless to start! I did not know why I was feeling a shade envious each time I noted Uday close to that teenager Sudha! Though I had lost a substantial amount of my infatuation towards Uday, which was very profound in my initial days at the ashram, but some residual emotions seemed to be still existing in me!

As Sanjeev was slowly closing on my lips, I was still trying to look to my side where Uday was on the verge of kissing this sweet sixteen Sudha. I could hardly concentrate any more elsewhere as I found Sanjeev’s warm thick lips have taken control of my soft lower lip and his fingers digging deep into my exposed wet waist. Since I was the most charged up among the three women present there, I immediately started emanating soft moans and pretty soon the room was echoing all sorts of sexy unabashed sounds as Sudha and Natasha heated up!

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sanjeev was utilizing this opportunity fully to once again grope and feel my sexy voluptuous body. His hands were roving very boldly on my sari-less back and wet petticoat feeling my panty inside and of course his fingers squeezing at strategic points! Due to this heavy dose of kissing, the holy liquid in his mouth was getting amply transferred to mine and within moments Sanjeev was even sucking my tongue with full vigor! Though I was trying my best to control my emotion with Sanjeev, he was doing things pretty passionately and was kneading my firm buttock flesh in such obscene way that it was getting quite impossible for me to keep my composure.

Guru-ji and Natasha were standing in the middle in between me and Sudha and I could easily sense from the moans and mumbles of Natasha that Guru-ji was enjoying the lips of this blooming sexy young chick to the maximum! Unfortunately the way Sanjeev was caressing me was crossing the line of decency. The brut was in fact now trying to pull down my wet panty off my buttocks inside my petticoat! As my petticoat was fully wet and sticking to my ass curve, it was rather easy for him to trace my panty waistband and pull it down!

Me: Ouch! Eiii… Umm… Chuck… chuck…

I could feel my big gaand getting exposed inside my wet petticoat as Sanjeev had skillfully pulled my panty down some distance down my weighty ass flesh! There was no other way but to stop him with my hands and had to violate Guru-ji’s instruction of restricting my hands to the medium’s waist. I was unable to resist much as Sanjeev was kissing me now extremely fervently and had almost my whole mouth inside his! The warmth of his tongue and the sweet taste of the holy liquid painted my entire oral palate and due to my heated physical condition I started succumbing substantially!

Suddenly there was a break as I heard Guru-ji speaking!

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Now that the holy waters have been transferred to your mouth, please don’t fully guzzle the liquid… try to keep it in your mouth… and in turn just suck our lips so that appropriate mixing with your saliva takes place… Okay?.... Jai Linga Maharaj… Start…

I was simply panting as Guru-ji spoke and same was the condition of Natasha and Sudha. Both girls were clinging to their male kissing partners shamelessly and must have been thoroughly enjoying this sexy Nirmalta Parikshan sequence! I was the slowest to start kissing my partner Sanjeev and in that split second I noticed that as Sudha met Uday’s lips, he quickly grazed his hand up her flat abdomen skin to the hem of her blouse and started feeling her small-sized blouse covered boobs! I naturally was not very amused seeing that and was cursing Guru-ji for allotting Sudha to Uday; he could easily have assigned me to Uday and Sudha to Sanjeev…

Though I was somewhat jealous seeing Uday making love to that new girl, I had to comply with Guru-ji’s instruction and hence I pushed up my head and reached for Sanjeev’s lips! My whole body trembled in exhilaration as I touched his masculine lips. My nails dug deep into his waist flesh and I began to suck his lower lip to amalgamate the holy liquid with the saliva, which was nothing but pure open kissing! Within moments I found Sanjeev’s hands trying to get in between our bodies to push up to my bosom. Though I resisted initially, but due to the whole setting (with lots of smooch sounds and soft moans around me and myself holding the lower lip of this man in my lips) I had to lay down my arms.

Sanjeev was quick to position himself for maximum thrill and placed his left hand over the smooth surface of my pumpkin ass and placed his right hand on my throbbing breasts. My blouse was on the verge of giving way and the hooks were stretched to the maximum when Sanjeev’s palm gripped tightly on my boob flesh. He created space in between our bodies by releasing off his body pressure on me so that his hand can move unhindered on my breast area! Sanjeev started squeezing my breasts steadily and very confidently, one breast at a time with his hollow palm accommodating my maximum boob flesh and his fingers digging deeply on my tight conical build up. Naturally I was getting extremely weak and was converging towards a heavy orgasm.

Same must have been the case with the other two girls too – Guru-ji milking the elder sister while Uday enjoying the younger one! When it seemed I was culminating towards the point of no return, Guru-ji dropped the curtains!

Guru-ji: Bas! That’s it! Jai Linga Maharaj! Sanjeev, Uday…. please leave your partners and step down from the mattress!

Though visibly unwilling, Sanjeev and Uday had to abide by Guru-ji and they left me and Sudha and stepped back to stand out of the mattress and very naturally all three of us looked extremely miserable! Not only myself, Sudha and Natasha both looked awfully exhausted to be kissed by strangers like that for such a prolonged period! And since the process of purification was not limited to “kissing” only, all three of us were looking pathetically sexy – our bodies were oozing out sensuality! Our opulent upper treasures (especially mine and Natasha’s) were oozing out of our blouses and our nipples being very erect were greatly advertised through our wet blouse fabric! I was even having difficulty to stand normally as I could jolly well feel that my panty was halfway down over the curve of my buttocks under my petticoat; I doubted the same for Sudha too, but was unsure about Natasha as Guru-ji was her medium. I was shocked to note that Sudha’s petticoat string was hanging in the air which clearly indicated Uday must have tried to open that too! The rascal!

Guru-ji: Are you all okay? I know you must be feeling a bit hot… (smile) isn’t it? But am helpless girls… that’s how it is! I could not have bypassed any custom for Nirmalta Parikshan… you had to experience this… no shortcuts! But as I always say concentrate on the goal and you have achieved the purification! Jai Linga Maharaj!

Sanjeev and Uday voiced chorus and we three stood numb as if with a veil of sensuality and shyness residing concurrently on us! The two young unmarried girls were naturally looking all red and coiled up in front of three adult males gazing at their half-exposed physical beauty. I was at least somewhat more composed compared to Natasha and Sudha as I was already quite used to these sexy ashram workouts.

Guru-ji: Now go to the washroom, dry up, and wear the Pavitra Vastra… Sanjeev…

Sanjeev seemed equipped with our clothes set and readily picked that up from the corner and handed over to us. We naturally hurried to the adjacent washroom for some cover.

Natasha: Uff! I am feeling so uneasy… Ah!

Natasha almost immediately reacted as I closed the toilet door behind us. This toilet was fortunately spacious and accommodated three of us comfortably.

Sudha: So am I didi… I feel awfully hot… Ufff!

Me: Yes, that’s natural. We all were in so close proximity with those males naa….

Natasha: Bhabie… proximity! You are being so modest! I felt exactly like being with… Ahhh! (she exhaled deeply as she quickly unbuttoned her blouse) I can still sense Guru-ji’s lips… Uff what a session!

Me: Same here Natasha! Seems Sanjeev still is hugging me… Ahhhhh!

All three of us were unbuttoning our wet blouses as we conversed.
Natasha: Bhabie just tell me how was it… I mean how was the last part of the Nirmalta Parikshan different from a KISS?

Me: Dheere! Dheere! What are you doing? Speak softly!

Natasha: Oops! Sorry Bhabie! I totally forgot…

Sudha: Didi… be cautious… Guru-ji is only standing on the other side of the wall!

Natasha: Yes… yes… but Bhabie what should I say… at one time I just felt… I just felt as if my boyfriend was… My goodness! What sort of Parikshan is this? Did you not feel the same Bhabie?

Both Sudha and Natasha were now clad in their bra only and they were opening their wet petticoats now. As my fingers were scribbling through my blouse hooks my butter colored cleavage and milky white bra was getting exposed to them.

Me: Of course Natasha! Am I not a woman? And yes… if it was restricted to the lips only then also at least…

Sudha: You hit the bull’s eye Bhabie! Exactly! That man… what was his name… yes… yes… Uday… while his lips were on mine that scoundrel not only squeezed my tits, but also was trying to penetrate inside my petticoat! I couldn’t say anything as Guru-ji was present there and …

Natasha and Sudha were now standing in their sheer undies and simply looked awesome especially Natasha with her round protruding buttocks and ripe mango-like tits. As I looked at her I thought her figure possessed all the necessary ingredients to become a bombshell with more maturity. Her sister actually lacked the “flesh” which her elder sister was blessed with.

Natasha: Huh! And Bhabie… when Guru-ji had completed the holy liquid transfer with mine I noticed the other person… what was his name… yes… Sanjeev… yes… he was just hugging you like…. I mean err… so very inappropriately Bhabie!

I naturally felt a bit embarrassed as Natasha directly pointed out Sanjeev’s hot groping and naturally fumbled a bit to defend the situation.

Me: Yes… err… actually you know… I mean like Sudha (I had already opened my blouse and was now unhooking my bra) I also got very nervous due to Guru-ji’s presence and… err… that’s why I had to accept San… I mean that man’s… you know…

Natasha: Hmm. I can understand Bhabie… no need to explain… I saw everything… he was touching you all over and… Oops! Wow Bhabie!

The sudden “wow” from Natasha made me pause for a while.

Me: What happened?

Natasha: B-h-a-b-i-e… you have such big breasts! Wow!

I could not stop smiling and blushed heavily. Natasha instantly stepped forward and felt my naked breasts with her fingers.

Natasha (smiling): Umm… So tight and firm Bhabie… very beautiful!

As soon as Natasha touched my naked tits, my nipples naturally stood up and made my mammaries look more sexy and attractive.

Me: Don’t worry chick! You also have nice ones (I cupped her firm balls inside her bra) and once you are married you will get to my size… (controlled laughter)

Natasha blushed. Sudha handed me my towel so that I could dry off.

Me: Thanks… but wait dear… (I smiled) the panty is still on.

Sudha: He he… okay I will wait… you take that off first….

For a moment I felt slightly awkward as being the eldest I was getting naked first. The two sisters still had their bra and panty on their bodies.

Me: Arre… what are you two waiting for? Take off you panty!

Sudha & Natasha (smiling): Yes, yes Bhabie… with pleasure! He he he…

Saying that the two sisters also stripped off their panties and exposed their choot. I also started pulling down my panty over my round ass to expose my hairy choot.

Sudha & Natasha: Wow Bhabie…. (in chorus)

Me: Eii… don’t stare like that… Hat!

I was blushing heavily and was quite embarrassed too with two teenage girls gaping at nakedness! I automatically turned away from them and started rubbing my body dry with the towel.

Natasha: Bhabie… aap to sharma gayi! H he he…

Me: Just get dry and get out of here.

My tone was naturally cold as I was not much amused by this young girl’s words.

Sudha: Yes didi, bhabie is right! Guru-ji is waiting for us!

Within a couple of minutes I got completely dry and was about to wear the Pavitra Vastra that Sanjeev had provided. As I unpacked the brown paper packet, I found my undies first and then got my petticoat and blouse, but…. But where was the sari!

Me: Hey! Did you get the sari in the packet?

Natasha: No Bhabie… only the inners are there and… and a petticoat and a blouse.

Me: O! I see.

Sudha: Same for mine too.

We all dressed up quickly in our all white attires - white bra, white panty, white blouse, and white petticoat - probably signifying the true “pavitrata”! Having completed our dressing we stepped out of the washroom.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Come down here… we will do a prayer and finish this parikshan.

The prayer was a very short one and we offered flowers to Linga Maharaj and concluded by echoing “Jai Linga Mahraj” in chorus. After that Guru-ji took the central seat in the room and Sanjeev and Uday stood on his two sides while we three stood in front of him.

Guru-ji: Anita, do you know why Natasha and Sudha are actually here?

I was naturally a bit surprised by this question but replied normally.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Me: For the diksha I guess Guru-ji….

Guru-ji: No my child. Diksha of course is a reason, but there is a much bigger concern.

Naturally I was a bit taken aback as I did not find any abnormality in these young chicks. As I gave a suspected stare towards the two girls, they seemed quite normal. I did not find any “concern” at least on their faces. I looked questionably at Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Yes Anita, they have a rare deformity in their body.

Me: O! I see.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, Uday… I have called you two especially because your have certainly not encountered this sort of a problem and I want you two to be aware of this rare crisis in any visitor or devotee to the ashram.

Uday, Sanjeev: Ji Guru-ji.

Listening to this, I was naturally getting immensely curious to know what exactly Guru-ji was referring to.

Guru-ji: I must admit that I myself is also quite pleased to get to a solution to this atypical problem. For the benefit of Sanjeev and Unday I will elaborate the prelude a bit before getting into the actual details of the solution process for this condition.

Sanjeev: Yes that will indeed be helpful Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: To start with let me give you the name of this deformity - inverted nipple.

Sanjeev: What nipple Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Inverted. In simple terms, inverted nipples simply mean that the nipples of a woman are invaginating into her areola instead of protruding out.

Uday: How very strange Guru-ji! I have never heard of anything like that before! Does it really happen?

Guru-ji: Yes I agree my child that it is a rather rare occurrence, but surely does happen. It might just look like breasts without nipples.

I also could not restrain my astonishment.

Me: Breasts without nip…!!! I mean… err… How can that be… ??!!!??

Guru-ji: No, no, I just mentioned that for understanding purpose… a woman having this condition appears as if her nipples are missing from her breasts… actually they are enclosed within her areolas… you get me now Anita?

Me: O… okay Guru-ji.

Though I nodded, but could hardly believe it!

Guru-ji: Natasha and Sudha are victims of this deformity.

I was quite shocked to learn about that and felt especially for Natasha who looked so vibrant and graceful with a stunning figure!

Guru-ji: But having said that I must add that this is indeed curable. Yes, curable! So, my child… (turning towards Natasha and Sudha) …no need to feel inferior in any way… cheer up!

The two sisters giggled and it seemed the silent laugh was quite painful for them, which was natural also considering the problem and the embarrassment attached with it.

Uday: Guru-ji, were you aware of this abnormality prior? I mean… did you have an in-depth knowledge of it? It seems such a rare thing to me!

Guru-ji: Good question Uday… yes, though I was aware of this peculiar condition, but I had not worked upon its solution, neither had I a case to work upon actually. Since you asked about it, let me share my experience in detail for a better understanding. And I will be enough frank about the details so that can visualize the problem.

Sanjeev: Thanks Guru-ji… that will help us in future about how to go about this problem.

Guru-ji: Right you are… (Guru-ji closed his eyes for a while) … as far as I remember it was during my early ashram days when my Gurudev first mentioned to me about this peculiar condition. Initially my reaction was also pretty much similar to Uday, but when my Gurudev briefed me about the condition I understood the gravity of the problem. He told me that surgical intervention was one option, but he wanted me to work upon some natural conventional way to get a remedy.

Uday: Were you able to…

Guru-ji: Yes Uday… but it was indeed difficult… I had to study a lot before finalizing a remedy… that’s a long story…

Sanjeev: Please Guru-ji… tell us in brief… how you…

Guru-ji: Yes… am coming to it… Actually when I inquired my Gurudev that who was the victim of that syndrome he was silent for a while. I was naturally curious.. when I repeated my question… he looked rather sad and replied “Your Guru-mata”.

Uday & Sanjeev: Oh no! His wife!

Guru-ji: Yes… that was indeed very shocking to me as well. Gurudev admitted that he was unable to devote any time from his very busy schedule, which was intensely focussed on ‘tantra’ and achieving some very important goals in his path of salvation… hence he wanted me to take this up and develop a remedial treatment for Gurumata, which would not necessitate surgical intervention.

Uday: And which could be used in curing other females with similar problem.

Guru-ji: Exactly so Uday…

Sanjeev: But Guru-ji… I mean… err… was this decision of your Gurudev’s not just a bit too late for…?

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Guru-ji: Absolutely Sanjeev… in fact I asked the same question to Gurudev… and he did inform me that my senior Guru-bhai, Adrijavardhan, whom he previously bestowed this job, was unable to develop a remedial…

Sanjeev: I see… so your Gurudev conferred you with this job.

Guru-ji: Yes. Though Gurudev shared to me that this shortcoming was never a hindrance in their marital life, but he felt Gurumata somewhere down the line must be sad within herself that she did not possess that womanly virtue.

Sanjeev: Very true. (turning towards me) What do you say Madam?

Me: Umm… err… yes, must be.

Guru-ji: Yes Anita, but I never could understand that she suffered so much mentally.

Me: She must have been I mean… err… very strong Guru-ji mentally…

Guru-ji: Indeed she was! But you must remember Anita… their conjugal life should not be compared with the common man’s…. Gurudev and Guru-mata both were dedicated to Linga Maharaj and devoted in building the infrastructure of the ashram which you see it today.

Me: I see…

Guru-ji: But just think of my condition! As I was still a learner in the ashram and Guru-mata was like… you know… she was respected to the highest level in the ashram… naturally… as she was Gurudev’s wife! I was just wondering how I could even ask her about this sort of a personal problem.

Sanjeev & Uday: Very true Guru-ji! What did you do then?

Guru-ji: You know… there was nothing much to do… I could not start at all… after fighting with my mind for a couple of days… I just surrendered to Gurudev that… that it was quite an impossible task for me to talk to Guru-mata regarding this issue.

Uday: Then?

Guru-ji: Gurudev acknowledged my hesitation and asked me to meet him that night at midnight in his hut.

Sanjeev: Midnight… sounds really remarkable! Then what happened Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Just like you I was also a bit surprised about midnight. In fact I was in a sort of dilemma regarding why Gurudev called me at that hour because that’s his meditation time. Anyway, I went to his hut in nervous steps and Gurudev divulged me a funny fact. Endorsing my hesitation to discuss with Guru-mata about the problem and since naturally it called for a breast examination, he chose that time of the night to be the fittest as Guru-mata always had a very deep and sound sleep and did not get awakened unless something very, very severe happened.

Uday & Sanjeev: Ohhhh! I see… Ha ha ha….

Myself, Natasha, and Sudha were also smiling listening to this.

Guru-ji (smiling and glancing towards all of us): Hence it was probably the safest period that way to investigate the condition. But naturally I was rather nervous, being young and immature at that point of time… as you can well understand… but Gurudev assured me and briefed me again about the condition, this time in full detail. He told me that he has tried simple means of nipple stimulation like rubbing and gentle sucking and trying to pull the nipples out with fingers, but failed. Gurudev related that even in extreme stimulated condition hardly the nipples come up to the skin surface. He instructed me to only study Guru-mata’s nipples that day and understand the physiological deformity first.

Sanjeev: Okay for the firsthand impression I guess…

Guru-ji: Exactly Sanjeev… Gurudev then went to the other room for meditation purpose but guaranteed me that Guru-mata won’t wake up due to mild movement in her breast area.

Uday (smiling): Guru-ji… must say… a very dicey situation!

Guru-ji: Dicey is a much polite term my boy… it was an utter dubious and hazardous position that Gurudev placed me in…. just imagine if Guru-mata opened her eyes and found me by her side on bed!

Sanjeev: Perilous! Simply perilous!

Guru-ji: But concurrently I could also comprehend that if Gurudev had vested his assurance on me and had chosen that part of the night for this job, it had to be precise. Thus I prepared my mind likewise.

Guru-ji paused for a while and glanced towards all, especially at us, the three girl-members in the room – myself, Natasha, and Sudha. Obviously we all were feeling quite cumbersome due to the situational awkwardness in the narrative.

Guru-ji: As Gurudev moved to the other room, he switched on a bright lamp so that I could inspect in a better way. I was alone in the room now and noted that Guru-mata was sleeping deeply on the cot.

Uday: It must have been a very uncomfortable state for you Guru-ji…

Guru-ji: Naturally… I felt like intruding into her privacy… I was very, very uncomfortable! Guru-mata was 40+ and I had never seen Guru-mata like that before… fast asleep in her nightdress… But… but I had to start my inspection as that my Gurudev‘s order.

I gave full credit in my mind to Guru-ji for creating such suspense in his account and all of us were quite anxious to know more of the proceeding. As I glanced at Natasha and Sudha, I noted both sisters had their lips slightly parted with their full attention towards Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Previously the room was dimly lit, but now when Gurudev switched on the bulb I was a bit taken aback to note Guru-mata clad in a somewhat scanty nightwear comprising of blouse and a ghagra. Since it was summertime there was all the more reason for her to be in less clothing, but the ghagra that she was wearing was sensationally short and was not even covering her thighs fully. It was sort of a mini-ghagra which young girls would wear, but I thought Guru-mata must have been wearing that to beat the heat while sleeping.

Sanjeev: Oops! Quite an awkward situation for you Guru-ji! What do you say Madam?

Sanjeev smiled very meaningfully at me as if I was lying in bed wearing a mini-ghagra and he was sitting by side luring at my naked well formed things.

Me: Yes… err… a complete all thumbs situation!

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Guru-ji: Yes Anita… and… I hope you two are not bored out by this account? (indicating to Natasha and Sudha)

Natasha: Err… No, no… you are kind enough Guru-ji to detail the history… related to… err… our own problem.

Guru-ji: Yes, well said Natasha! Though it might not directly help or relate you, but for the sake of Uday and Sanjeev please pay attention to know the entire chronicle of this syndrome and its nonsurgical remedy which I developed.

Natasha & Sudha: Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Let me again get back to that night…. (Guru-ji paused and started his mesmerizing story telling version) Though feeling quite tongue-tied, I proceeded very cautiously… I slowly opened the hooks of Guru-mata’s blouse…. (Guru-ji looked into my eyes and I had to lower my eyes in natural feminine shame)… I had no option but to proceed as it was my Gurudev’s directive…

Uday: But… Guru-ji… did your Guru-mata really not feel anything… I mean she was sleeping so sound?

Guru-ji: I was also pretty much amazed to note that Uday! I think that’s n why Gurudev was so confident probably! (smile again)

Guru-ji looked at me again and I smiled back foolishly not knowing exactly how to react. I was naturally breathing a bit faster now as the story unfolded and my twin dense globes were going up and down speedily inside my wet blouse.

Sanjeev: Still Guru-ji… I mean… you must have been extremely nervous…

Guru-ji: Not really, but yes, unquestionably a shade edgy… only because she was my Guru-mata… had it been any other woman even that feeling would not have crept…

Sanjeev: Then what happened Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Fortunately Guru-mata was not wearing anything underneath and as I glanced at her breasts, I was virtually traumatized!

Uday and Sanjeev were frowning deeply at Guru-ji. Honestly I was also quite eager to know more. Guru-ji was giving an unnecessary pause making us all impatient.

Uday: What did you notice Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Well… you know Guru-mata was an average built woman, slightly on the plumper side, but I was just… I mean… stunned to note that her brownish nipples were completely inverted! Believe me Uday…. if I had not seen that I would not have believed it! I could only locate her big round brown areolas as I tried to examine her nipples… the nipples were completely inverted inside her boob flesh! I tried to touch her nipples and tap them so that they poke out, but was unable to do it. The nipples were deep seated and not getting erect at all!

Uday: Did you not see even the natural reaction Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Very good point Uday…. Generaly when you touch a woman in her breast area, almost routinely there is a stir in her legs… but I did not notice that, which was the most amazing part! I positioned myself closer to Guru-mata and tried to push my thumb in the middle of her areola to push out the nipple, but my effort did not result in any positive response!

Sanjeev: Sounds so weird!

Guru-ji: Very much so! What I found after close examination that the adhesion of her nipple on the areola was so rigid that it was actually not allowing the nipples to grow normally due to any stimulation.

Sanjeev: Any other mode of stimulation might have worked… I mean did you try that Guru-ji?
Guru-ji: Precise path of thinking Sanjeev… (Guru-ji nodded his ahead in appreciation) I also thought of a different mode of stimulation, but obviously had to be extremely careful such that I did not wake Guru-mata up. With soft hands I slowly started cupping her naked breasts and was watching her nipple areas intently to look for any movement.

Sanjeev: Was there any?

Guru-ji: (Guru-ji twisted his lips) Unfortunately no! Then I thought of some secondary stimulation for her breasts and tried tracing her thick soft lips… but it did not yield any response too. I tried some more squeezes with my whole palm cupping her entire boob flesh gently…

Uday: No positive outcome?

Guru-ji: Nope! The nipples did not show up at all. I attempted some more times to stir her nipples up by poking my thumb and middle finger inside her naked boob flesh, but afforded no positive outcome, but as I noticed Guru-mata shuffling very marginally in her sleep due to my actions, I did not spend any more time there and went back to Gurudev to share my observation.

Sanjeev: What was your observation Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: What I concluded was the adhesions of Guru-mata’s nipples to her areolas were too rigid to respond to external stimulation and hence a force needs to be exerted to loosen those adhesions. A surgery could have been an easy shortcut, but Gurudev wanted me to do it through conservative methods. I requested Gurudev for a couple of more sittings to understand and analyze this limitation better.

Sanjeev: What was your Gurudev’s opinion Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: He had complete trust on me and agreed to my proposal. I repeated my observation for two more nights… I went to Guru-mata’s bedroom at midnight, she used to be in very deep sleep, switch on the light, and then examine her deformed nipples… Thank god! Her sleep was sound enough and she did not get a hint that I was opening her blouse each night and checking her mammaries while she was asleep.

Uday: Did you try any more stimulating actions?

Guru-ji: Yes… I tried the most common stimulating process by caressing her thighs and since Guru-mata used to wear a short ghagra-type dress due to the summer heat while asleep it was easier for me also. I tried pressing and cuddling her naked thighs outside the hem of her mini-ghagra, but that also did not have any effect on her nipples! But one good thing I observed…

Sanjeev: What Guru-ji?
Guru-ji: Guru-mata mildly shuffled in her sleep each time I touched her thighs, which means she was getting stimulated but unfortunately that did not echo in her nipples.

Sanjeev: May be Guru-ji… as she was fast asleep…

Guru-ji: Right you are Sanjeev! I also forwarded that point to my Gurudev that when a woman is so fast asleep that she cannot recognize her blouse being opened and mammaries touched one should deduce that she is not stimulated. Arousal of course was a key issue for Guru-mata’s peculiar deformity.

Uday: What did your Gurudev say Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Yes, he also appreciated my point realized that in order to design a device which would suck out the nipples from the boob flesh was only possible after seeing the effect of stimulation on Guru-mata while she is fully conscious. Are you getting the logic flow Uday?

Uday: Yes… yes Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev?

Sanjeev: Yes Guru-ji… but in order to see that… err.. I mean….

Guru-ji: Yes you hit the bull’s eye Sanjeev! How would I do that? She was my Guru-mata afterall and the base of our relationship was pure respect and nothing else.

Sanjeev: Very much understandable Guru-ji.

Uday: What did you do then Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Here also Gurudev showed me the way! He said it was apparently impossible for me to directly approach Guru-mata for a checkup for her problem… her reserved and shy nature would never allow that. Gurudev said when the normal path for any crisis appears closed or impossible, one must create the state of affairs in such a way so that the desired goal is reached!

Uday & Sanjeev: Very valuable idea Guru-ji!

Guru-ji: Yes, I have learnt everything from my Gurudev and whenever I get a chance I share and pass on the thoughts… as I am doing right now!

Uday: Thanks Guru-ji!

Sanjeev: What did your Gurudev exactly suggest you Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Yes am coming to that. Gurudev always spoke straightforward and regarding his wife also he was not hesitant because his goal was to get a remedy. He broke an idea which would actually look the embarrassment part secondary, but would easily aid me to get a complete look into the deformity.

Sanjeev (seemed quite impatient): What was the prized idea Guru-ji?

Honestly I was also quite keen to know that and so were Natasha and Sudha. We all were looking impatiently at Guru-ji, but the Godman was as usual calm and composed.

Guru-ji: (smiled a bit) Gurudev said that Guru-mata was very keen to visit Prayag to take a dip there and this would actually solve the problem!

Sanjeev & Uday: Prayag!

Myself and Natasha-Sudha were also looking at Guru-ji with some disbelief.

Sanjeev: What has the dip at Prayag to do with this? Guru-ji, you must be kidding with us!

Guru-ji: Anita, you also think that way?

Me: Ye…err…. I mean… am also puzzled Guru-ji… I mean a dip at Prayag and the deformity she had… I mean…

Guru-ji: Hmm… true. Apparently no relation, but there was indeed a relation. Gurudev slowly broke the whole idea… Gurudev said to me that he would relate to Guru-mata that in order to take a dip at Prayag its better to know swimming as the dip takes place at the confluence of three rivers in mid waters where the water current is significant. And it was a consequence that Guru-mata was always keen to learn swimming but that opportunity never came.

Uday: I see… now I can read it! Right Guru-ji…. Right!

Guru-ji: Gurudev told that he would ask Guru-mata to learn swimming in a week before she goes to Prayag with him.

Guru-ji paused, noted our reactions, and continued.

Guru-ji: Gurudev told that Guru-mata would very gladly accept his proposal and would be very keen to learn swimming quickly before she goes for the punya-snan.

Sanjeev was still frowning and in fact I was not very confident also about the exact plan of Guru-ji’s Gurudev.

Guru-ji: I can read your mind Sanjeev… In truth I was also somewhat confused like you, but when Gurudev explained that this would give me the best opportunity to explore and observe I had to accept it.

Sanjeev: But… I mean how Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: See… what was my prime goal? To arouse Guru-mata and see how her inverted nipples were reacting, but since she was an elderly lady and I shared a very respectful relation with her, I could not approach her in the normal way…. but this circumstance would give me ample opportunity to touch her without embarrassing her, which was very important. Isn’t it? Alongside while taking swimming lessons Guru-mata would get wet which undoubtedly would add to the stimulus that I intend to pass on. Getting me? And last but not the least was the water factor, which could act as a catalyst in releasing her nipple adhesions!

Sanjeev: Uff! Mind-blowing analysis Guru-ji! Mindblowing!

Uday: Yes Guru-ji! The thinking level is just too much… so refined!

Guru-ji: (smiling) Yes… credit goes to my Gurudev of course! I have learnt so much from him! Ahh! The great man! Jai Linga Maharaj!

Sanjeev: Then what happened Guru-ji? I simply can’t wait to know the end…
Guru-ji: You have to be patient my son… as I always say… patience is the key to many problems! (smiled widely) That very night Guru-mata came to my hut… actually during those ashram days it was a custom for Guru-mata to visit all of Gurudev’s disciples and provide them each with a glass of milk, which we consumed and sat for a tantra meditation session before going to bed. As I took the glass of milk from her I was bit anxious as I was not aware that whether Gurudev had told her or not and… and how she reacted to the proposal.

Uday: Uff! A very tricky situation Guru-ji indeed!

Guru-ji: Absolutely! But when she told me that she wanted to visit Prayag shortly with Gurudev and before going there she wanted to learn swimming from me - I could realize things were falling in place.

Guru-ji glanced at all of us once before narrating further and we obviously were quite glued to his yarn. Myself, Natasha and Sudha had as if completely forgotten of our semi nudity and the way we were exposing in wet clothes, but were only keen to know how the narrative unfolds!

Guru-ji: I readily accepted Guru-mata’s request and assured that we would begin from tomorrow as the time span was short.

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Guru-ji probably realized my condition. Thank God!
Guru-ji: Okay, okay. Now go to your room Anita. I need to brief Meenakshi and Sanjeev regarding my evening visit.
I was more than relieved to get out of that room. I returned to my room with red ears and heavy breathing. It
seemed as if Guru-ji and Sanjeev’s little chat was still ringing in my ears. I felt so very humiliated. I rested for a
while sitting on my bed and then went for a nap, but several things were clubbing into my mind, especially the mahayagya
topic. Guru-ji told that it was a yagya, which would extend to two days and through it my vaginal block and
discharge issues would be solved. But how? What would I have to do for two days? Why did he say it would be
‘strenuous’? There was no answer available with me!
The additional trouble issue in my mind was ‘Mama-ji’, as he said he would come again. To tell the truth, I was
unable to form an opinion regarding Mama-ji. I certainly felt his fingers not acting the normal way on my youthful
body. Mama-ji never behaved like this before though there was very little chance of me and him getting along
‘alone’. Still I was not convinced to consider such things about this 50+ man. Thinking on all these lines, I did not
know when I went into a deep slumber.
“Knock! Knock!”
“Madam! Madam! Please get up”.
I quickly alighted off the bed to this call and was about to approach the door, but noticed that I was not wearing
my sari. Actually before I went to bed I opened it to be comfortable on bed. I stopped and quickly wrapped the
sari around my upper part of the body and opened the door. I could recognize the voice. It was Nirmal. But why is
he shouting?
Me: What has happened?
Nirmal: Madam, Guru-ji is calling you urgent.
Me: Why? Anything serious?
Nirmal: I am not sure, but he asked me to call you.
Me: Okay. I am coming right now, you can go and tell that Guru-ji.
I noticed Nirmal’s eyes fully grazing my petticoat covered lower half of the body, as I was holding my sari with
both hands over my breast and abdomen. Nirmal went off and I closed the door and went to toilet to urinate, as I
was feeling the pressure, and then wore the sari properly, and combed my hair and went towards Guru-ji’s room
again. What could have happened? I was wondering, but not getting a clue.
Me: Guru-ji, were you calling me?
Guru-ji: Yes, yes Anita. I am in a bit of trouble and I need you help.
I was feeling rather uneasy that a man of Guru’s stature is asking for help from me.
Me: Please do not say it like that Guru-ji. Anything for you.
Guru-ji: Anita, as you know, I was scheduled to make a visit to Mr. Yadav’s residence and Sanjeev and Meenakshi
were supposed to accompany me, but from the noontime Meenakshi has been running a temperature and now the
fever is quite high.
Me: Oh! Really?
Guru-ji: Yes. I have given her medicines, but unfortunately she is not in a state to accompany me. But I need at
least one female to act as the medium for Mr. Yadav in the yagya. So, I mean…
Me: Yes Guru-ji?
It was very evident that Guru-ji was hesitating.
Guru-ji: I mean if you could go along with me.
Me: No problems Guru-ji. Why are you so hesitating Guru-ji? It will be my pleasure if I can be of any assistance to
you.
Guru-ji: Thanks Anita. But we will have to stay there tonight, as it would late in the night to complete the yagya.
Me: Okay Guru-ji.
Sanjeev now added.
Sanjeev: Madam, Mr. Yadav’s apartment is very spacious with lots of rooms and generally we stay in the guest
rooms, which are very cozy. You wont have any problem.
Me: I see. Then when do you plan to start Guru-ji?
Guru-ji: Now its 5:30. We will start at 7 o’clock. Anita, you do one thing, go to Meenakshi’s room and get a brief
idea about how a yagya is arranged, as you will have to help me to set that up at Mr. Yadav’s place.
Me: Right Guru-ji.
I went off from there to Meenakshi’s room. The room was dimly lit and Meenakshi was lying in bed and someone was
sitting near his head and applying a balm on her forehead. The illumination was not enough to make out clearly who
it was.
Me: How are you now Meenakshi?
Meenakshi: The fever is still there in spite of Guru-ji’s medicines.
As I came near the bed, I saw Rajkamal sitting near her head. I touched her neck and cheeks and they were very
warm and surely her temperature was well above 100 degrees.
Me: Hmm. It’s quite high still.
Rajkamal: Its 102 degrees Madam. I checked it minutes prior.
Meenakshi: Madam, did Guru-ji tell you to go to town with him?
Me: Yes. He told me just now.
Meenakshi: Sorry Madam for this trouble, but I am really helpless.
Me: Its absolutely okay. You just take rest.
When I entered from outside in the room, my eyes took some time to adjust. Now I noticed that Meenakshi was
lying on the bed in a very tempting way considering a male is present in the room. I was shocked to see that her
pallu had so much shifted off her big round boobs that half of her treasures were clearly visible above her blouse
and Rajkamal being seated near her head was getting a majestic view. As I looked more intently, as if a shock wave
went passed my spine, as I noticed Meenakshi was lying on bed on doubt, but her head was on not on the pillow, but
on Rajkamal’s lap! He was applying balm to her forehead and the way Meenakshi was breathing I smelt a rat.
Meenakshi: Madam, I have been to Mr. Yadav’s place prior also, you won’t have any problem there.
Me: Okay. But what will I have to do in regards to the yagya?
Meenakshi: Madam, there is nothing much to do, but to arrange the yagya materials like the logs, oil, other list of
yagya items, flowers, utensils etc., which Sanjeev will guide you and its more or less like the puja you perform at
home.
I was much relieved hearing that, as I definitely was a little anxious.
Me: Guru-ji was saying something about ‘medium.’ What is that?
Meenakshi: Madam, in simple words, its like during the yagya a common man needs a medium through which he or
she can attain the goods of the yagya and Guru-ji says to get best effects the genders should be different.
Me: ‘Different’ meaning?
Meenakshi: A male should have a female medium and vice versa Madam.
Me: Okay, okay, I got it.
Meenakshi smiled very meaningfully as I said that and I could not comprehend the significance of that smile.
Meenakshi: I am feeling thirsty.
Rajkamal: One sec…
Meenakshi slightly raised her head and Rajkamal got his lap out and alighted from bed and brought a glass of
water. Meenakshi tried to get up, but Rajkamal forced her to stay back in her position and helped her to drink
water from the glass. As Meenakshi drank, some water dripped down her chin onto her upper chest and Rajkamal
openly touched her upper breast area to wipe it. I tried to take it in the normal spirits, but what he did next did
not allow me to get convinced.
Rajkamal kept the glass on the adjoining table and got back to his original position and Meenakshi also readily lifted
her head to his lap.
Rajkamal: Did water spill to your blouse?
Meenakshi: I don’t know. My body temperature is so high that I cannot feel that.
Rajkamal: Okay I will check, you relax.
Meenakshi: Madam, its better to take one set of clothing with you, as you will have to take a bath after the yagya.
Me: Yes, I also have thought so.
While we conversed, I noticed in the pretext of checking whether water had spilled onto Meenakshi’s blouse,
Rajkamal was virtually feeling every part of Meenakshi’s heaving globes. And most surprisingly Meenakshi was so
casual about that and did not even bother to cover her breasts with her pallu. My heart almost stopped when I saw
he was touching her cleavage, which was exposed over her blouse, with his fingers to see if it was wet!
Rajkamal: Madam, can you get me a cloth from the cupboard?
I was a bit surprised at Rajkamal’s words. Why does he need a cloth?
Me: What for?
Rajkamal: Actually her blouse is wet at parts and I just want to put a cloth inside so that she does not catch a cold
over her fever.
He wants to insert a cloth in the blouse of this fully matured 35-year-old plump woman lying on his lap! I got off
and got the cloth and tried to save Meenakshi from feeling embarrassed.
Me: Let me put it. Which part is wet Rajkamal?
Meenakshi: Madam, you please do not get worried. Rajkamal will do it.
I was spellbound by this lady’s attitude. She wants to have a male hand inside her blouse! I had no other option but
to hand the piece of cloth to Rajkamal.
Rajkamal: Thanks Madam.
He now shamelessly pulled and lifted Meenakshi’s blouse from the front off her skin and inserted the cloth onto
the top of her boobs. I could clearly see this lady’s very attractive sized tits going up and down within her bra.
Rajkamal inserted his fingers along with the cloth on her boobs within her blouse and planted the cloth there. I am
sure he got enough opportunity to feel and cup her matured boobs while offering this ‘help.’
Then Rajkamal was back with his fundamental job of massaging and I thought there was no point sitting here and
watching these shameless acts any more.
Me: Okay Meenakshi, take rest. I will go now.
Meenakshi: Okay Madam.
Rajkamal: Bye Madam.
I went back to my room and started preparing to go to this disabled man, Mr. Yadav’s house with Guru-ji.
I went to the toilet once and used the conveniences to be absolutely fresh. Since I had a tight sleep, I thought it
would not be a problem for me to keep awake till late night if the yagya takes longer period of time to complete. I
took a spare sari, blouse, and petticoat in a bag along with a set of bra and panty. Around 6:30 p.m., Nirmal came to
give a reminder to get ready, but I was ready by that time. I locked my room and went with him to Guru-ji’s room.
Guru-ji was also ready and Sanjeev and Uday were arranging the yagya materials in one place. Within another 15
minutes off we went from the ashram in a car, which Mr. Yadav had sent.
There was not much conversation in the way except Guru-ji and Sanjeev telling me not to be anxious, as they would
guide me what exactly to do. We reached within an hour to Mr. Yadav’s house. It was already dark as the clock said
it was nearly 8. The house was a two-storied building and we went straight upstairs and Mrs. Yadav greeted Guru-ji
very warmly. I noticed Mrs. Yadav was a matured lady, probably nearing 40, who had a proportionate figure for her
age though slightly on the plump side. She took us to the drawing room where Mr. Yadav was sitting on the sofa. He
was also an elderly man, 50+ surely, with specs and a thick beard on his face. He was wearing a white kurta and
pajama and his left leg was strapped in a wooden cast. He was holding to a walking stick and was clearly
handicapped I noticed, as when he tried to stand up, Mrs. Yadav had to support him.
Mr. Yadav also greeted Guru-ji with a warm welcome, but I could not find the girl for which Guru-ji had come to
perform the yagya. Guru-ji was addressing Mrs. Yadav as Nandini and Mr. Yadav as Kumar. After the initial chat,
Guru-ji introduced me to both Mr. and Mrs. Yadav and explained that Meenakshi was ill and could not come.
Guru-ji: Nandini, where is Shilpa? I am not seeing her.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, she is taking a bath, as I told her she needs to attain the yagya.
Guru-ji: Fine.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji we both are very concerned about her studies. You know that she failed last year and this year
also…
Guru-ji interrupted Mrs. Yadav.
Guru-ji: Nandini, have faith on Linga Maharaj. The yagya will take care of your child. Don’t worry.
All along Mrs. Yadav was standing by her husband and it seemed to me he takes a lot of care for her husband. Just
then a nice-looking, jolly girl entered the room. I could realize this was Shilpa. She looked quite matured for a class
XII girl I noticed, both inn her face and physically also. She was wearing a green top and a black long skirt and with
her hair tied up high and a smile on her face, she looked pretty attractive. Everybody’s focus was on her now,
obviously.
Shilpa: Pranam Guru-ji.
Shilpa came forward and bent to take ashirwad from Guru-ji. I noticed that her boobs jiggled under her top, as she
approached the center of the room towards Guru-ji. She must be wearing a loose bra I thought, which we females
do wear sometimes at home. I noticed Sanjeev’s eyes were already fixed on this girl’s very youthful waggling
breasts.
Guru-ji: Shilpa Beta, what’s happening to your studies?
Shilpa: Guru-ji, I am trying my best, but somehow I am unable to produce what I am learning at home.
Guru-ji: Hmm. Concentration problem. Don’t worry Beti, now that I have come, I will take care.
Shilpa: Guru-ji, I am very anxious. My marks have been very low.
Guru-ji: Shilpa Beti, the yagya will make your mind blossom fully and you will have no problems in concentration
there on.
Shilpa along with her parents seemed very pleased with Guru-ji’s words. I could realize all this time while Guru-ji
and Shilpa conversed, Mr. Yadav was giving me stares through his specs. Mrs. Yadav was still standing very close to
him. Initially I didn’t notice that, but now I am quite sure that he was eyeing me. Out of natural womanly virtue, I
adjusted my sari over my boobs and hips though it was perfectly all right. I looked at Mrs. Yadav if she is noticing
her husband, but she seemed too engrossed with Guru-ji’s words.
Guru-ji: Okay then, Nandini lets move to the ‘puja ghar’.
Guru-ji and Sanjeev followed Mrs. Yadav and I had to trail them and was rather happy to get out of Mr. Yadav’s
eyesight. The ‘puja ghar’ seemed at the end of first floor, but I saw there were steps going above. Mrs. Yadav was
climbing the steps first followed by Guru-ji, then me, and last was Sanjeev. As I looked up, my eyes automatically
focussed on Mrs. Yadav’s huge undulating gaand, as she climbed the steps. Probably a blind man also would not miss
that. Mrs. Yadav, though looked nearing 40 age wise, I noticed her bottoms looked quite tight and firm as they
swayed behind her sari. Guru-ji was just behind her and his face was nearly touching her swinging gaand as he
followed her.
Alarm bells immediately rang in my ears, as I realized my moving ass would also be a feast for Sanjeev’s eyes, as he
was just behind me climbing the steps. I had no way to bypass the situation and had to climb the stairs just in
front of him. It must have been a grand view for Sanjeev, as by any means my bottom-line was pretty attractive
for a woman of 28. Thankfully there were only a handful of steps and we were there at the ‘puja ghar’, which was
located at one-and-half floor.
Guru-ji: Nandini, I notice you are panting. But you only climbed a small number of steps?
Mrs. Yadav: Ji Guru-ji, I have developed this problem recently.
Guru-ji: Sanjeev, check her pulse once.
Sanjeev: Okay Guru-ji.
Guru-ji and I walked past them into the puja-ghar, but as I glanced back I saw Sanjeev standing to Mrs. Yadav
alarmingly close, which sparked a curiosity in my mind. The puja-ghar was a rather small room with images of gods
and goddesses. Guru-ji was busy to unload the yagya items and asked me separate the flowers and garlands, but I
was rather interested to see what Sanjeev was doing. So I shifted my position such that I was quite close to the
door.
Mrs. Yadav: I do not believe in these allopathy medicines Sanjeev. Dr. had given me some, but am not taking.
Sanjeev: But Nandini Madam, your problem will aggravate if you do not take the pills.
Mrs. Yadav: What more aggravation of problems are you talking about Sanjeev? You know Kumar. He is a drunkard.
Moreover, he is now handicapped for the past 5 years. Shilpa failed last year. Sanjeev, which way should I go?
I could not see them directly, but could hear them clearly and was getting an unknown thrill overhearing them like
this. I could clearly sense that Sanjeev has a good relation with Mrs. Yadav, as she was quite frank to him.
Sanjeev: But Nandini Madam, you cannot change your destiny. Still I tried to do my best within my limited capacity.
Now I shifted my position more towards the door. I looked from the corner of my eyes at Guru-ji and saw he was
quite occupied in arranging for the yagya. The pathway to the puja-ghar was adequately lit up and hence I could
clearly see Mrs. Yadav and Sanjeev. I noticed there was certainly a changed behavioral pattern in Mrs. Yadav - in
front of his husband and now in his absence. Sanjeev to my utter shock was almost hugging Mrs. Yadav!

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I could not believe my eyes and my eyes almost popped out seeing this scene. Sanjeev’s one hand was roaming
around Mrs. Yadav’s waist and buttocks and she was also leaning on to Sanjeev in a way, which was very indicative. I
noticed she stood as if with a broken waist and her buttocks were looking very provocative, protruding outside, and
boobs were thrusting forward towards Sanjeev. As a woman I could readily understand Mrs. Yadav’s intention
seeing her pose.
Mrs. Yadav: I do not blame you Sanjeev, it’s my destiny. I have been suffering for 5 years.
Sanjeev remained silent. I could well understand that there was a relation among them, most likely physical,
because no married woman would allow another male to touch her the way Sanjeev was holding her. With a
handicapped husband, I could clearly see the missing desired sex life in Mrs. Yadav.
I could clearly see that Sanjeev’s right hand was now very evidently feeling Mrs. Yadav’s flesh of her wide ass
cheeks over her sari and she was also inclining more and more towards Sanjeev. I couldn’t see Sanjeev’s left hand
from my position. Was it on her boobs? I guess so because the way Mrs. Yadav is subtly moving her heavy ass in the
standing position, it was very suggestive. I was deriving immense pleasure, I don’t know why, overseeing them in
that compromising position.
Sanjeev: Nandini Madam lets go inside, otherwise Guru-ji might.
Mrs. Yadav: Yes, yes. Kumar can also silently come down the hallway here.
I realized they were parting and I pretended to be engaged in my work with flowers. Sanjeev came inside, followed
by Mrs. Yadav.
Guru-ji: Sanjeev, did you find a faster pulse in Nandini?
Sanjeev: No Guru-ji, its normal.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, when shall I ask Shilpa to come here?
Guru-ji: I will need all three of you in the beginning. I will send Sanjeev to call you. Still it will at least take half an
hour to arrange everything.
Mrs. Yadav: Okay Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: As you know, in the yagya, all should sit in clean white clothes.
Mrs. Yadav: Yes Guru-ji, I remember that.
Then within half-an-hour all was ready for the yagya. The fire was created at the center of the room with the
image of Linga Maharaj just behind that. There were so many items neatly arranged by Guru-ji, me, and Sanjeev
that I appreciated the arrangement in my mind. Sanjeev closed the door and Guru-ji started the yagya. It started
at 9:00 p.m. With the fire flame, the scent of sandal incense sticks, and Guru-ji chanting mantras loudly the
atmosphere within the room instantly changed. Guru-ji sat in front of the fire and Sanjeev to his left and myself
to his right. Sanjeev had already called the Yadav family.
Mr. Yadav was wearing the white kurta and pajama, as he was wearing earlier when I met him in the drawing room.
As he came I noticed he was leaning on to his wife and trembling. What a change in Mrs. Yadav! She seemed to be
so devoted to her husband now, as I saw her bringing him to the puja-ghar. She has changed her sari and was
wearing a white cotton sari along with a white blouse, which was extremely transparent, I must quote. Anyone and
everyone could clearly see the position of her white bra inside and her fair skin through the transparent material.
Shilpa was wearing a nice tight-fitting embroidered white salwar suit and looked quite appealing, as she was not
using a chunri. They all sat opposite us in front of the fire.
Initial mantras and worship went on for around 20 minutes. I really had nothing much to do once the yagya started.
The atmosphere in the room was getting stuffy with the smoke and the heat of the yagya fire, more so as the room
was pretty small and there was no ventilation. I realized since I was sitting close to the fire, I was sweating and my
armpits and lower back were already wet.
Guru-ji: Now, I will do the individual ritual for Shilpa. Each of the parents must participate in it. Though the main
yagya will be involving Shilpa Beti alone, but this is also mandatory.
Mr. Yadav: Guru-ji, if you start with me it would be of help as…
Guru-ji: Yes Kumar, absolutely. I do not want to strain you unnecessarily. I will start with you and then release you.
You can take rest.
Mr. Yadav: Thanks Guru-ji.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, please call me when you are done with Kumar.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Uday: But then, how can you walk like this?
It seemed to be a bigger and painful issue than I thought. I was sure multiple thorns must have entered my sole
and Uday was able to trace only one. My pain was increasing and such was the position of the cut on my sole that I
was unable to place my foot properly on ground. Each time I exerted pressure on my left sole, it was acutely paining
and blood seemed to ooze out of the cut wetting the bandage.
I could not check the injury myself also in front of Uday wearing this skimpy outfit.
Uday: Madam, shall I give you a hand?
He was careful this time probably thinking of my reaction last time when he hugged me and touched me adequately.
I was unsure what to do, but could realize it was getting increasingly difficult and impossible to walk like this –
either the thali has to be taken care of by Uday so that I could hold his shoulder and walk, otherwise I have to
walk on one leg.
Uday: Madam, we should not waste much time as we are running short of time also. If we do not get back in 1200
seconds, Madam, you will have to repeat the whole thing!
I could realize that I need to decide fast what to do. I tried to think of the alternatives. The thali could not be
handed over amidst the Parikrama except for offering flowers to the replica or sprinkling the Ganges water. So,
that’s out of question.
I will wait and Uday will get Guru-ji here will also eat of the remaining time left of 1200 seconds. So, that’s also
ruled out.
Holding the thali on my head, it would be impossible for me to limp on one leg through the remaining distance
because I would surely get off balance and fall on the ground.
I certainly did not realize that this small incident would become such a constraint for me! I had ceased walking due
to my pain and so was Uday.
Uday: You must complete the Parikrama Madam. You have just the last part to cover.
I was biting my lips and wondering what to do. I was feeling pretty down and just then Uday came up with a weird,
out-of-the-world idea!
Uday: Madam, there is only one way, but…
I looked at him questionably and raised my eyebrows to know what it was.
Uday: No Madam, leave it. You will get aggravated. I do not want to annoy you further.
I limped forward to him somehow on one leg and as I did that my big boobs jiggled within my blouse heavily; Uday
held me by my belly region so that I can stand at ease. I pointed to him to tell me what was in his mind.
Uday: Madam, since you are unable to walk and your hands are not free, but at the same time you need to complete
the Parikrama, and since no one is watching you here, we can do one thing.
“Oho! What is it”” I mumbled in my mind. My facial expression did say that to Uday.
Uday: Madam, I mean I can take you… I mean in my lap and walk till the ashram if you agree.
I was simply astounded to hear such a bizarre proposal! I did not know how to react.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Uday: Madam, please do not take it in the other sense that I want to touch you, so am giving this suggestion. Please.
No, not like that. See Madam, you can also understand that with the thali on your head, you cannot walk with that
injured leg. So…
I turned my face away from him. It was true that I adored Uday and I had made love to him, but currently I was
amidst a yagya process. How could I allow this now?
And I am not a little girl that he will carry me in his lap!
Am nearly 30 years old! A fully matured woman and married too!
Moreover, with my plump figure and this sexy dress - to be in the lap of a man, who was not even my husband was a
too much of an idea. But was there a way out for me? The pain is so pinpoint and acute that I was unable to take
steps now at all.
After some conflicts in my mind and more pleading and logic by Uday, I finally agreed. Agreed to what? To get onto
Uday’s lap and he would carry me the rest of the path to the ashram gate!
I tried to figure out when was it last when my husband took me in his lap and walked. It was in my honeymoon.
During our stay at the hotel, he picked me up a few times from the room balcony and carried me through the
passage to the bed. It was enjoyable no doubt, but Rajesh was very naughty – he always lifted me up in his arms
from the balcony and in the process of picking me up in his lap he invariably pulled up my nighty till my thighs and
walked to the bed. The worst part was my landing as my husband made sure that when he drop me on bed from his
lap, I land up on my gaand and my legs are in the air, thereby ensuring my full panty view for him.
The very thoughts of those days began to play as if a guitar in my mind. I tried my best to control my mind being
wayward.
Uday: Madam, let us not waste any more time…
I tried to remember if ever my husband took me in his lap in the outdoor. Hmm… once, no no, twice I was fortunate
to enjoy that. It was during an outing just back to back to my honeymoon. We went to some forest. It was a short
two-day trip. There was a small stream on the pathway for our walks and a couple of times when we crossed that,
since the place was absolutely desolate, Rajesh picked me up in his lap and crossed the stream so that my sari did
not get wet. My figure at that time obviously was also not as plump as I am now, I added significant weight on my
hips after my marriage and overall of course I have grown rounder and heavier. It was fun then, but today to get
up in Uday’s lap was making me sweat.
I indicated to Uday to pick me up. Should I close my eyes? I did not know what to do as Uday bent slightly to grip
me around my naked thighs. He embraced me with both hands just below the area where my skirt ended and in the
process his face buried in my navel. I almost shrieked in excitement and embarrassment. But before I could do
that, in one smooth jerk Uday picked me up in his lap and started walking!
Honestly, it felt incredible to be in a man’s lap after such a long time after my honeymoon and at this age. I was
quite heavy, but still Uday seemed to pick me up like a feather! I again admired in my mind the great physique he
possessed. As he walked my whole body was swaying, more so as my hands were still lifted up above my head holding
the thali there. Uday’s hands encircled me at my mid-thighs and his head was just near my waist. In a peculiar
fashion, he was also holding the lighted torch in his left hand. He was walking trying to walk at a brisk pace and my
big boobs were jiggling very sexily within my blouse as he traversed along the meandering path.
I could realize that I was slipping from his arms as we traveled and though initially he was holding me around my
mid-thigh region, now I had slid down considerably and he was actually embracing me by my gaand. The more
disturbing thing for me was that my big boobs were hanging just above his face. The situation was emerging out to
be hotter now than I expected. I could feel Uday’s hands holding me very tightly once he felt his hands were on my
firm ass flesh. And time and again I noticed he was moving his head to touch my taut blouse-covered boobs.
“Aaeeiiiiiiiiiiii!”, I mumbled within myself.
Actually I had slid down so much within his arms that he gave a jerk and lifted me up within his lap. In the process
I clearly realized my skirt getting rolled up and his stretched arm getting inside my skirt, as I did not ascend much
in his lap even after his jerk probably due to my heavy structure. The resultant was my short skirt flowed over his
embracing hands. I was naturally stiff and did not know what to do. Shall I indicate him to stop once and straighten
my skirt? But I was running short of time already.
I noticed Uday was breathing very heavily now and his head was almost constantly touching the sides of my joggling
boobs. I was trying to figure out why Uday was panting – due to my body weight or due to touching my panty under
my skirt? I quickly made up my mind that before I get carried away by his touches, I must stop him.
I indicated hammering my right elbow a couple of times on his head to stop walking and he reluctantly halted. I
could appreciably comprehend that he was pretty much excited the way he dropped me to the ground from his lap.
It was a very sluggish process and he clearly felt my panty-covered ass with his hand as he descended me down.
Since my hands were uplifted all the time it was all the more easier for him to brush his face on my boobs and it
was a clear intimate hug feeling my big boobs on his chest before he released me finally.
Though my body was definitely responding to his hot movements, I made it a point in my mind not to get distracted.
Uday: Madam, what is it? I am not tired, which you might be thinking.
I just pointed to his forehead where beads of sweat had started to appear.
Uday: Oh! This is certainly not for your weight. You are not too heavy. It’s due to…
I smiled mildly when he said, “you are not too heavy”, though my husband’s complaint for the last few months had
been that I was overweight, but at the same time he prefers and fancies my big round ass and more than handful
sized tight boobs!
Uday: …it’s due to the thali’s weight probably.
He laughed aloud breaking the deep silence of the night.
Uday: Madam, we are almost there. So we should not waste a second. We must reach by 1200 seconds as Guru-ji
specified.
I almost forgot the time-frame clause and was quickly was back to reality. I shamelessly stepped forward limping
so that he can again take me up in his lap. I closed my eyes as he lifted me again in his lap and this time Uday was
rather indecent in his approach. The first time he was cautious and held me quite high in his lap, but this time he
seemed more interested in laying a hand on my intimate parts. I could not protest to his picking me up from ground
and holding me right over skirt-covered buttocks. This time he held me in such an angle that his face was directly
pressing on my left boob as he walked. I could not open my eyes to see my compromised state. If my husband would
have seen me in this condition, he must have committed suicide!
My ‘misery’ ended in another couple of minutes as we reached the ashram gate. I was so overjoyed to see the gate,
but my joyful emotion was short-lived. As Uday entered the ashram gate with me clinging to his body rather sexily,
I found Guru-ji standing there. I was simply shocked. I never realized that he would be at the gate.
Guru-ji: Hey Anita, what happened? Are you all right? What happened Beti? Uday what’s the matter?

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Me: Really? Where is it?
Ritesh: We can go via rickshaw. Will hardly take 15-20 minutes.
Sunita Bhabie: That’s great to know.
Me: Lets push off then. The more delay we do here, the sun will beat down more strongly.
Ritesh: Right!
Ritesh went to the rickshaw stand and got one cycle-rickshaw for us and we sat on the main seat and Ritesh shared
the puller’s seat. We reached the spot in about half an hour. Hence it was not that near as Ritesh initially told.
Actually the beach had taken an inward turn and though this part of the beach was quite rugged the setting was
nice.
Sunita Bhabie: Wow! The place looks so beautiful, especially with a hill at the backdrop.
Ritesh: I told you. It’s a very nice spot.
I also noted that rather strikingly the place was absolutely desolate. There was no one except the two rickshaw
pullers and us. Moreover the beach was indeed rocky.
Me: But… but the beach seems to be too rocky. How can one bathe here?
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, people do bathe here. So many foreigners come here everyday. Just wait for a while, they
will start coming after 11.
Ritesh: Go and have a look! I will finalize the rate for waiting with him.
We proceeded towards the beach while Ritesh talked to the rickshaw-puller. The scene was really nice with dark
blue waters lapping the golden sand and the hill at the background was truly picturesque.
Ritesh: Lets go to the sea then.
We both turned back as Ritesh was there already and we saw the rickshaw-puller also following him with our carry
bag.
Ritesh: He will wait till we finish bathing and will look after our clothes, camera, and sandals.
Sunita Bhabie: Bah! Great!
Me: But in any case there is one here. Who will steal those?
Ritesh: Still Anita, its better to be safeguarded. This is an unknown place for us. Isn’t it?
Sunita Bhabie: No, no Ritesh. You did the right thing. Good to have someone at guard.
We had to be careful while walking as there were so many pebbles and small pointed rocks mixed with sand on the
beach. We almost reached the waters now and here the beach was comparatively clean and devoid of rocks. The
rickshaw-puller also was there, standing just a little behind carrying the bag, which contained one salwar-kamiz of
mine and a sari, petticoat, and blouse of Bhabie. We had taken an undergarment set also and the bag contained the
camera too. Ritesh had not brought anything, as he believed he would get dry easily in the hot sun.
I took my chunri off my bust and handed it to Ritesh so that he could keep it in the packet. My tight boobs looked
more evident now inside my kamiz without the chunri. Since the rickshaw-puller was standing pretty close, I felt a
bit awkward. Ritesh also started stripping to his shorts, which he was wearing under his trousers.
Ritesh: Okay, you just wait here. Just keep a safe distance from water as the dry clothes are there in that packet.
Rickshaw-puller: Don’t worry Sahib. I will take care of your packet. But… but I think…
Ritesh: Do you mean to say anything?
Rickshaw-puller: Yes Sahib! For Madam.
Saying that he indicated Bhabie.
Ritesh: What?
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, the current is too high as the sea bends here. It’s a big risk to wear a sari while going to
the sea.
Sunita Bhabie: We will not go deep. Will be there by the side only.
Rickshaw-puller: Still Madam you might lose balance due to the current. You are new here, you don’t know the
current.
Bhabie and me looked at each other. We were slightly concerned hearing about the water current.
Ritesh: Bhabie, what to do?
Sunita Bhabie: What do you suggest?
Ritesh: See Bhabie, afterall he is a local and knows the sea much better than us.
Sunita Bhabie: But… but I have not brought a salwar-kamiz with me.
Ritesh: Bhabie, lets not get too verbatim on what he says…
Bhabie looked questionably at Ritesh.
Ritesh: You don’t have to change to a salwar-kamiz. Yes it will be difficult to manage the sari in the current. You
can just leave the sari here.
Sunita Bhabie: Meaning? You mean… err… I will go in my petticoat and blouse?
Ritesh: Yes.
Sunita Bhabie: But… but how can I…
Ritesh: Bhabie… this is a very safe place. Even if you try very hard, you will not find a single person here.
Sunita Bhabie: That’s okay, but…
Rickshaw-puller: This is not a well known spot to the tourists. No one comes here Madam except the foreigners.
They also come at around noontime.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The situation was getting rather clumsy. Two males were encouraging a married 40+ woman to take off her sari and
go for the bath assuring no one would see her here!
Rickshaw-puller: Madam anything clinging to the feet can create trouble in that current.
Ritesh: Right you are. Bhabie lets not take chances here. Leave your sari with him.
Sunita Bhabie: O… okay, as you say.
Saying that Bhabie just turned away from us and started opening her sari. It looked extremely odd for a woman as
plump as Sunita Bhabie undoing her sari standing in broad daylight and that too in front of two males simply ogling
at her, especially the rickshaw-puller. His eyes as if popped out seeing Bhabie’s curvaceous back and her huge
gaand. As she turned towards us she looked rather appealing, as her tight round boobs were very prominent
encased in her blouse. Bhabie’s butter-colored cleavage was also visible, which gave her a hot look. Bhabie handed
over her sari to the rickshaw-puller who took it with a smiling face.
Ritesh: Bhabie you look great!
Sunita Bhabie: Just shut up!
Bhabie was trying to adjust her blouse to cover her exposed cleavage, but it was an impossible task. Just then I
glanced at her waist and was shocked. Before signaling anything to Bhabie I looked at the rickshaw-puller from the
corner of my eyes to see if he had noticed that. And to my utter shock I saw he was seeing that only! I could
clearly make out the dirty stare from this low class person.
What I was seeing, the rickshaw-puller was also eyeing that!
Actually Bhabie had rotated the knot tying spot of her petticoat to her right left side. We women who wears sari
on a regular basis often follow this practice just to feel at ease, because sometimes when we are not wearing a
panty and had opened our sari, the petticoat slit actually exposes our pussy and the pubic hairs. Hence if we just
turn the petticoat and tie the knot to a side, the feeling is more secure. Sunita Bhabie also had done that, but now
her red-colored panty was clearly visible from the side through her petticoat slit! Bhabie was of course unaware of
that and was offering a very sexy view to that low class rickshaw-puller.
We all started walking towards the waters and I elbowed Bhabie and indicated about her petticoat slit. She
adjusted it quickly as we walked and looked decent.
Ritesh: This area is clear is more or less clear of rocks and pebbles. What do you say Anita?
Me: Yes… seems okay.
As we entered the water, we could easily perceive the current. We held each other tightly as the sea started
sluicing our feet. Though the sea appeared calm, but there was a rapid undercurrent. Sunita Bhabie was in the
middle amongst us and already I could sense they were inclining towards each other in the literal sense of the
term.
Bhabie and myself were making all sorts of screeches, yells, and squeals as Ritesh pulled us more and more into the
sea. Ritesh appeared to be a cool customer handling both of us. Ritesh suddenly left our hands and started
sprinkling waters from the sea on us. And it was not a casual approach, but he seriously started to drench our
upper parts. Till such time I was wet till my thighs, but now Ritesh soaked my upper part. Naturally my boobs
looked more evident over my dress and the cold waters immediately made my nipples hard. I stretched my kamiz in
the front to look decent. Bhabie was giggling aloud and encouraging Ritesh to wet me more!
Me: Hey… Ritesh, stop this.
Ritesh was laughing away and probably due to Bhabie’s encouragement was now throwing water heavily on me and in
no time my front side was all wet. My boobs looked like two ripe guavas shinning in the sun. I was quite charged up
now and reciprocated the same to Ritesh first and then turned my attention to Bhabie.
Me: Bhabie, you were enjoying a lot… eh… when he was applying water on me… now see how it feels.
I was really quite annoyed over Bhabie the way she egged on Ritesh to wet me. Ritesh and myself both attacked
Bhabie and in a flash she was all soaked. Her blouse was sopping wet and her white brassiere was very much evident
now.
Me: Now, how does it feel? You sl…!
I somehow controlled myself from saying the word “slut”. Bhabie was looking extremely sexy now in wet condition
especially without the sari.
Ritesh: Bhabie, l-o-o-k a vulture!
Along with Bhabie I also looked up and Ritesh took that opportunity and pushed Bhabie into the waters, as she was
totally unguarded for that moment. I felt really good to see Bhabie in that helpless state and Ritesh and myself
both had a good laugh. Though Ritesh quickly got hold of her, otherwise the current would have pulled her more
into the sea. But by that time Sunita Bhabie was totally exposed to her waist. As she fell and was completely off
balanced in water, her petticoat swirled up to her waist exposing her fleshy thighs and flashing red panty for quite
a while before she could cover it. Bhabie also gulped some water and was coughing and took a minute to recover.
Ritesh: Are you okay now? Hope you are not hurt?
Sunita Bhabie: No, no I am okay. Good fun.
She was still giggling though coughing again.
Ritesh: You seem to have gulped up saline water!
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, quite a bit.
Ritesh: Then I need to take that out?
Sunita Bhabie: But how?
Ritesh: Simple! Anita, close your eyes once?
Me: Why?
Ritesh: I need to pump out the water.
Me: Is there any shame left the way you have wetted us?
Sunita Bhabie: True Anita…
Ritesh: I am starting to pump then?
Sunita Bhabie: But… but how?
Ritesh: Simple! Like this… the more you pump, more water will come out…
Saying that he suddenly grabbed Bhabie’s boobs and squeezed them simultaneously. Naturally Sunita Bhabie never
expected such an act from him and was caught napping and had to digest the boob squeeze.
Sunita Bhabie: You… you mischief! You rogue!
Ritesh did it in such a casual and playful mode that we all were laughing. I was trying to relate this act with last
night’s drama in Bhabie’s room and I was eager to provide them more space to enjoy.
Ritesh: A-h-o-y… hey…. Come here!
He signaled to the rickshaw-puller who was standing back at the shore watching us.
Sunita Bhabie: Why are you calling him? I’m all wet…
Me: Yes, why are you calling him here?
Ritesh: Oho! You people are so anxious! I have full plans to enjoy today. He is bringing beer. It will be great fun, I
bet.
Sunita Bhabie: But…
I could realize now that it was a planned thing. He had already given money to that man to get the beer bottles. I
turned back and saw that the man had twirled up his lungi till his waist almost and was approaching us.
Ritesh: Bhabie, but what? He will see you in wet condition… Are you ashamed? My dear Bhabie, do you know when I
came with him yesterday what did we saw here?
Sunita Bhabie: What?
Ritesh: Bhabie you are concerned that you do not look decent in this wet outfit. Right? But yesterday we saw two
foreigner middle-aged ladies coming out of the sea completely topless – they were only wearing panties! He he…
that too very non-existent type… From that angle Bhabie, you are so much covered… he he…
Sunita Bhabie was about to say something, but the rickshaw-puller had arrived with two bottles of beer in his hand
and a big smile in his face.
Ritesh: Thanks yaar!
He stood there and was now ogling at both of us. My boobs looked very prominent in my wet kamiz and the lower
part of my dress was also sticking to my thighs and ass and caused my contours to be very much unmistakable.
Bhabie was in a real messy state and both males could clearly see her nipple impressions over her thin blouse. Her
bra position inside the blouse – the bra strap, the cups, the hook, and the elastic band were so very discernible!
Ritesh had opened one bottle using his teeth as the bottle-opener and the rickshaw-puller also was equal to the
task of opening the other. Ritesh handed the bottle to Sunita Bhabie and took the other one from him and started
guzzling it. Half the bottle was empty at one go and then he handed the bottle to the rickshaw-puller.
Ritesh: You also take a sip!
Rickshaw-puller: He… he…. Sure Sahib!

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Within the wink of an eye the beer bottle was empty and he threw it in water and started adjusting his lungi. He
had his lungi already twirled up awfully high and now it seemed to me he would surely flash his undies to us the way
he pulled up his lungi. Bhabie and myself were sharing the other beer bottle. It was local made and it was strong.
Though it did not taste the best, the ambiance created a great mood in all of us. The only air of uncomfortableness
for me was the presence of that low class rickshaw-puller among us.
I could realize the water was rising below my feet and I was about to tell that to Ritesh, but suddenly there was a
big wave and the water level increased significantly and covered us till our waist. I could realize my panty inside my
dress getting fully wet due to this wave. Bhabie appeared to be in a more messy state as the wave had completely
soaked her lower portion and her wet petticoat had slid down alarmingly revealing her curvy bottom. By the time
she was alert both the males could easily make out the upper edge of her red panty.
Rickshaw-puller: Shall I get back to the shore or stay here? Mind you, this is tide time.
Me: Arre! You get back to the shore; our clothes are there. Also the cam...
Ritesh: But Anita… Have you not noticed the way current has increased here! It’s wise to have him around.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita! I think Ritesh is right. In any case the beach is absolutely desolate. Just see! There’s no
one to be seen anywhere. The camera is safe that way.
I turned back and the beach was vacant, as ever.
Me: Okay, let him be here.
Ritesh then cracked a joke and we all had a pretty good laugh and with undulating seawater soaking me till my navel
along with the lovely breeze, I started feeling continuously giggly. I could sense that the beer was taking its effect
on me. Ritesh started making our mood merry and playful and he was continuously talking and was trying to make us
laugh. I realized the more I laughed, the more I started feeling weak and was getting off balanced in water; same
was the case with Bhabie. The local made beer certainly was a bit too strong for we ladies.
Ritesh started doing some sort of acrobatics in the water and he was plunging very close to Bhabie. And expectedly
he caught hold of Sunita Bhabie’s hand and tried to involve her in his playful activities and while doing so he was
openly touching Bhabie at intimate parts. Bhabie was laughing away and seemingly enjoying the whole thing. Ritesh
was getting bolder and was touching Bhabie on her shoulder, belly, waist, and twice I noticed he even cupped her
big buns humorously. Needless to say, there was no protest or barrier from Sunita Bhabie.
As I turned towards the rickshaw-puller, he was naturally enjoying the scene and was evidently getting close to
them! The very next moment there was a swift tall wave and we all were caught unguarded. The wave almost
submerged us and we could barely keep our heads above the water level. Ritesh was quick enough to grab Bhabie
and me by our hands and fortunately the wave receded very quickly and fortunately there was no successive wave
and hence we hurriedly pushed back a little towards the shore and reorganized ourselves.
This time Sunita Bhabie and myself were completely doused, literally to the skin. I could feel my bra getting totally
soaked and the cold water instantaneously making my nipples swollen and hard inside my bra. As I momentarily
looked down on my tits, I was shocked to notice my nipple impressions clearly visible over my kamiz! The sudden
wave had made us come very close and now Ritesh, Sunita Bhabie, the rickshaw-puller, and myself were standing
pretty close in water. As I looked up, my eyes met directly with that low class man and he was unmistakably gaping
at my big round mammaries, which were looking extremely sexy with the nipple marks visible on my wet kamiz.
Ritesh: Lets go ahead Bhabie! The real thrill is jumping on the wave… and not here.
Rickshaw-puller: But Sahib its tide-time now, do not go much further. Even good swimmers are unable to tackle the
undercurrent.
Ritesh: No, no we will just stroll a few strides. Come on Bhabie! Anita?
Me: No, no Ritesh. I am comfortable here. You take Bhabie.
Ritesh: Okay as you wish. Bhabie, come.
Without even waiting for Sunita Bhabie’s approval, Ritesh started pulling her by her hand and proceeded more into
the sea. Bhabie though protested, but that was too meek to stop Ritesh.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, shall I go with you in case you are…
Ritesh: Of course, you are an expert. Stay near us.
So the divide was created. I remained at my position at knee to thigh high water and Bhabie, Ritesh, and that man
went ahead. As Bhabie walked past me, I noticed her big swaying gaand was amply visible through her petticoat,
even the ass crack. The petticoat had slid down considerably at the back revealing her red panty top also! She was
totally unaware of that and walked with the two men.
Ritesh at last getting the much-awaited opportunity was already holding Bhabie by her waist. My heart started
beating faster as I anticipated viewing something hot and I readily took a step or two forward so that I do not
miss a jiffy. Soon a wave was approaching them and Ritesh simply did not wait for it to even come on them and
hugged Sunita Bhabie and water was all over their glued bodies. As the wave receded though they quickly
separated, but Ritesh’s right arm was still encircling Bhabie’s back and it went underneath her armpit and was
surely cupping her right boob. I was unable to view that as their backs were to us. I saw the rickshaw puller
standing in close proximity to Bhabie and watching everything.
I was a bit dazed to see Bhabie’s shamelessness in front of an unknown man! Okay, I jolly well understand that you
are not getting proper physical attention from your husband and hence you are seeking that and this bachelor guy
comes to you as an opening, but have some decency! That low class unknown man was standing only a few feet away
only from you and you are allowing Ritesh to cup and squeeze your tits so openly!
Sunita Bhabie was laughing away as the waves were ceaselessly drenching them and now he was also holding closely
to Ritesh just like lovers. I noticed Ritesh was time and again taking his left hand towards Bhabie’s frontal area and
I wonder what he was doing - must be squeezing and pressing the other breast, which I was unable to see.
They progressed further and I also had to take a step ahead to remain in vicinity to pick up every action. Now
there were a couple of huge waves, which came simultaneously, and I could only see their heads such was the height
of those waves. I heard Bhabie blaring and Ritesh hugging her tightly as they floated in the wave.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiii……… Isssssssss………. H-e-y…….. .R-i-t-e-s-h…….. Eiiii… …
Honestly I could not realize what was Sunita Bhabie’s problem at that point of time. She was in Ritesh’s arms and
was not off balanced also. Ritesh was now very openly cupping Bhabie’s wet blouse breasts from the sides.
Ritesh: Hey, what happened?
Sunita Bhabie: Oiiiiiiiii maaaaaaa! What to do? Eiii…………
Suddenly I noticed something floating in the water at a distance.
It was Sunita Bhabie’s petticoat!
The waves were so forceful that Bhabie must have been dislodged off the sand bed where she was standing and
the petticoat being thoroughly wet got heavy plus the knot must have loosened, and it had slipped off her legs
while she was off balanced in Ritesh’s arms. Now she was standing in front of two males in her blouse and panty
only! Luckily the water was covering till her waist. As she turned in her standing posture, my eyes automatically was
attracted towards her coconut-like tits and no one could miss her full sized swollen nipples so evident through her
blouse, which was virtually nonexistent being so wet.
Ritesh: Oho! Your petticoat…. Bhabie, your petticoat is gone! Ha haa ha… Ho ho…ho ho…
I could make out from my position even that Bhabie’s face turned red in shame and she looked at the water
realizing her exposed state in front of two males.
Rickshaw-puller: I warned you Madam about the current. Just wait Madam, let me collect it before it is washed
away.
He floated through the water and picked up Bhabie’s petticoat, which had already traversed some distance on
water in such little time. He came back and handed it to Bhabie with all teeth out.
Ritesh: How would you wear it Bhabie standing in water? Impossible.
Sunita Bhabie: But… but Ritesh I cannot keep standing like this in the open?
Ritesh: Don’t worry Bhabie! Let me check… uhu! Nothing can be seen … He he… the water is hiding you adequately.
Ha ha…
Sunita Bhabie: Just shut up! Do something.
Ritesh: Okay, okay. Let me hold you and then you try to wear it.
Since I was standing a little back they ignored my presence, but I could hear and see everything. Ritesh held
Sunita Bhabie from the back and Bhabie pulled up one leg and tried to insert that in the hole of the petticoat. I
could see Ritesh extracting full ‘masti’ out of Bhabie and was pushing his crotch into her round gaand and cupping
her full tits with both hands in the name of support. Bhabie was so keen to wear the petticoat and save her dignity
that she did not notice that the water level was getting raised due to the tide.
A flash wave swept them and Bhabie slipped of Ritesh’s grip and floated for some moments freely in water. She
was thoroughly exposed now with her fair naked thighs and panty visible to everybody. She was drifting away from
Ritesh who was fumbling in water and just then the rickshaw-puller came into her rescue. He positioned himself
swiftly and grasped Bhabie from drifting away. He quickly pulled her back and embraced Bhabie so that she did not
fall. In the process I could jolly well distinguish that he also fared his chances and grabbed Bhabie’s matured
breasts and also cupped her heavy buttocks a number of times. The man had pitch-black skin color and his dark
hands were all the more evident on Sunita Bhabie’s fair body.
Ritesh was in a poor state also and was struggling to recover from the incessant waves. The rickshaw-puller must
have noticed that and realizing Bhabie was exhausted and puffing too having gulped a lot of saline water, he also
did not let go this plump sexy housewife without being mauled. I did spot that he was now directly embracing
Bhabie from the front as if supporting her and was holding her by her hips. Bhabie was still struggling to stand
properly and she was holding his arms and I saw he was pressing her from the front enjoying her juicy boobs being
pressed on his chest area.
Ritesh had recovered at last and picked up Bhabie’s petticoat, which was floating on the sea, and came near her.
Ritesh: Bhabie, my mistake. I should have taken his help. Are you okay now?

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Bhabie just nodded and the rickshaw-puller handed her to Ritesh. I noticed Bhabie’s boobs almost spilled out of her
blouse. Her blouse and bra being fully wet had slid down considerably and her big boobs were almost half exposed
to both men.
Ritesh: Here’s your prized petticoat! It slipped out again. Seems very naughty… Ha ha ha…
Rickshaw-puller: Give it to me Sahib, I will take care of it; Madam cannot wear this in water.
Ritesh: Right. Bhabie lets go again. It was real fun, what do you say?
Sunita Bhabie: No, no… you go. I can’t take this any more!
I saw that low class man folded Bhabie’s wet petticoat and inserted in his waits inside his lungi! The inner wear of a
housewife going inside the lungi of a rickshaw-puller!
Ritesh: Oho! Bhabie. This time, there will be no mishaps. He will also be there. Come on… come on…
Saying that he did not give Bhabie a scope to resist and pulled her by her hand into the sea deeper. I could see
Bhabie was unwilling and hesitant, but could not stop Ritesh.
Ritesh: Hey you, why don’t you hold her other hand? That way Bhabie you will be absolutely safe.
The rickshaw-puller was more than eager to hold Bhabie’s hand and in front of my eyes the two men hemmed Sunita
Bhabie a few more strides into the sea. My heart was drumming seeing the sight and I took a couple of steps
forward so that I could see the action clearly.
Ritesh: B-h-a-b-i-e… you better be watchful… A big wave is coming.
Saying that he just hugged Bhabie tightly as if they are lovers! I noticed Bhabie also clutched to him helplessly, as
she had still not recovered fully from the last incident.
Ritesh: Hey you! Why are you standing just idle? Hold her from behind.
Now I saw the most incredible scene of my life when that low class man hugged Bhabie from behind. Two men were
embracing Bhabie as the wave splashed on them. I was so keen to see what was going on that I took two more steps
forward!
My goodness! Ritesh was now kissing Bhabie on her lips and the rickshaw-puller to my utter disbelief had his both
hands under Bhabie’s armpits and was obvious what he was doing. The most sticking part was that even after the
wave had subsided and receded, still both men remained glued to Sunita Bhabie’s body, one from the front and the
other from the back. As the next wave approached I saw Ritesh was kissing Bhabie on her shoulders and neck and
his hands slipped from her back towards her heavy buttocks. The rickshaw-puller made space so that Ritesh could
accommodate his hands on Bhabie’s fleshy ass. I wondered what Bhabie’s mental condition was being groped by two
men simultaneously, but she must have been thoroughly enjoying the physical part.
As the wave receded, I noticed Ritesh immediately left Bhabie and started opening his shorts! What’s his plan? As
the water was too high there, I could not make out if he was naked or not! He handed his shorts to the rickshawpuller
and he inserted it where he had kept Bhabie’s petticoat. Ritesh again hugged Bhabie, but this time Bhabie
seemed to be protesting, but it was very short-lived as the next wave washed out her objection. The way Ritesh
was cuddling Bhabie and the posture he was into I was sure Ritesh was naked and he was trying to press his lund on
Bhabie’s pussy. The rickshaw-puller was also thrusting his crotch in Bhabie’s huge gaand.
Immediately after the wave retreated, Ritesh pushed Bhabie back a few steps where the water level was slightly
lower and indicated the rickshaw-puller to leave her. Bhabie must have been very (s)excited being fully wet and felt
around continuously by two matured males. Ritesh just pulled her towards him and openly started kissing her again
very passionately. Moments later I realized his plan. His hand slid down to Bhabie’s waist and he was directly
attempting to pull down her panty! I was shocked and wondered what Bhabie would do. Will she be so bold to get
naked in the open to quench her hunger for sex?
Bhabie was very alert at this action and clearly struggled against it. Ritesh pushed her back some more steps while
continuously sucking her thick lips and now Bhabie’s waits was above the water level and her red panty could be
seen distinctly.
Me: Eii…… Shhh……
I almost shrieked seeing the most horrible scene. Ritesh was stark naked and his lund was sticking out like a big
ripe banana. His thick jungle of pubic hairs was so very evident. He was trying to evade Bhabie’s arms and slid down
the panty off her big buns. No woman, whether married or unmarried, would like to get naked in the open, even with
her husband, and Bhabie was also no exception.
Ritesh: Bhabie, come on… please cooperate. There’s no one here.
Sunita Bhabie: No, no…. are you mad or what?
Ritesh: Bhabie please…. See I am also opened my brief… Feel it.
Saying that he took Bhabie’s right arm and guided it over his naked lund. As Bhabie was momentarily mesmerized by
the feel of his stiff manhood, Ritesh yanked her panty halfway down her buttocks.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiiii…! Nooooooo…. S-t-o-p!
Bhabie immediately tried to pull up her panty to her waist to cover her ass, but Ritesh was now applying force and a
struggle was on the cards. Bhabie was tussling with Ritesh while her butter-colored big round ass remained half
exposed. Bhabie literally looked like a ‘randi’ with more than half of her boob flesh exposed over her wet blouse
and her panty being pulled down halfway down her large round hips. The rickshaw-puller was eyeing that naturally
and I was shocked to see he was openly stroking his lund inside his lungi!
Ritesh: Bhabie, please…
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh, no… p-l-e-a-s-e…
Ritesh: Hey you? Watching the fun eh? Hold her hands.
That man was as if waiting for the opportunity again and promptly jumped on Bhabie and held her struggling hands
tightly.
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh… No, no… please don’t do this…. I am a married woman… please…
Bhabie’s pleas fell to deaf ears and Ritesh bent down easily pulled down her panty off her waist, down her round
buttocks, fair thighs, and finally out of her feet. Then what he did was more amazing! He just coiled up the panty
and threw it far away in the sea. Bhabie remained stranded in the rickshaw-puller’s hands without a thread on her
lower portion of the body. Now we all could see glimpses of her bunch of silky blackish brown pubic hairs just above
her pussy, which was fortunately under water.
Sunita Bhabie: Ei… what… have you gone mad or what?
Ritesh: What are you so worried? I will buy you a panty from the local market. Happy?
The rickshaw puller was now into action again and realizing that he no longer needs to hold Bhabie’s hands, he
started cupping from behind her big juicy mammaries over her blouse. Naturally Bhabie already was quite irritated
by Ritesh’s current behavior and when she felt that the rickshaw-puller’s hands on her boobs, she exploded. In one
smooth go she turned back and slapped that man very tightly.
Sunita Bhabie: I have been tolerating you for quite some time now. How dare you touch me like that?
That low class man was never expecting such a reaction because Bhabie had given him much indulge while bathing
and seemed absolutely bewildered.
Ritesh: Bhabie, Bhabie. Cool down. Why are you dumping your anger on him?
Sunita Bhabie: Ask your man to behave properly.
Ritesh: Don’t forget Bhabie that he saved you when I was lost in that wave.
Sunita Bhabie: Huh! Give back my petticoat you rascal!
Ritesh: Bhabie, cool down. Please. What’s this? We have come her for fun! Come on Bhabie!
Saying that he lovingly hugged her. He whispered something in her ears also. I was stunned to see the way Ritesh
was embracing and touching her; it was so normal as if he was her husband! Bhabie cooled down probably getting
the touch of Ritesh’s erect lund on her pussy. I could see glimpses of Ritesh and Bhabie’s naked buttocks over the
seawater. Ritesh slowly took her in his arms again towards the deep sea and he signaled the rickshaw-puller to
follow them.
In about a minute or two everything seemed normalized! Bhabie was again laughing and was in Ritesh’s loving
embraces.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, do whatever you want to do quickly as people might come after sometime.
Sunita Bhabie: My God! Lets get back then. Ritesh… please… I am completely… I cannot go like this in front of
anyone!
Rickshaw-puller: Madam is right Sahib! Though I have seen many foreigner ladies coming out of water bilkul nangi…
yesterday I showed you some glances Sahib… but Madam cannot do that.
Ritesh: Hmm. But Bhabie, you are not much behind, if you take off your blouse you can also compete with the
foreigner counterparts! Ha ha…
Sunita Bhabie: You… you naughty!
Sunita Bhabie: What fleeting looks did you see yesterday, let me also know.
Ritesh: Nothing special. Of course nothing grand than this…
Saying that he pushed his right hand more into Bhabie’s pussy and though it could not be seen as the water level
was sufficient, but one could easily identify the caress Bhabie was getting on her pussy by Ritesh’s hand movement.
Her body immediately bent and coiled like an arch and he continued to caress her on her love spot in front of that
low class man. Bhabie was giggling away very shamelessly and seeing that I simply exclaimed within myself and
thought that if Manohar Uncle would have seen this behavior of his wife, he would surely have had a cardiac arrest
on the spot.
Sunita Bhabie: Eiii… stop… He is seeing. Tell me naaa…
Bhabie behaved as if she was a teenager and Ritesh was her lover.
Ritesh: Okay… okay. Actually yesterday when we were leaving this place we picked up one foreigner lady coming out
of water who was strikingly different from others. She was not wearing a bra, but was absolutely naked below! All
other foreigner ladies we saw yesterday was either wearing a bikini or at least a panty. But this middle-aged woman
was exhibiting her choot to all though there was no one except the foreigners on the beach. We actually peeped
from the bushes.
Sunita Bhabie: But she was a child in comparison to you Bhabie… I mean choot-wise though I have not tasted
yours…
Ritesh: You… you mugger! I will kill you…
A mock fight started between Bhabie and Ritesh and while doing that Ritesh touched Sunita Bhabie almost
everywhere starting from hugging her from both front and back, cupping and feeling her buttocks, pressing her
boobs, and also caressing her thighs and what not.
Then abruptly I heard a scream! Unambiguously it was Bhabie’s voice!
I saw Sunita Bhabie pushed Ritesh off her body and she was almost dancing on one leg in water and screaming.
Ritesh: What happened Bhabie? What happened?
Rickshaw-puller: Madam? What’s up?
Bhabie: Something is biting me… Oh! In my leg! Ooooooooooo…. It’s piercing my big toe Ritesh… Ahh… Help!
Rickshaw-puller: My god! I hope it’s not a crab. Get Madam to shallow water Sahib! Quick.
Ritesh: Okay, you give me a hand.
Ritesh and the rickshaw-puller held Bhabie and quickly got back to shallow waters. They were very near to me and I
also intervened.
Me: What happened to Bhabie?
Ritesh: Something had bitten her… I don’t know exactly.
Sunita Bhabie: It’s still there…. Uhhhhhhhhhh! Maaaaaaaa. It’s clinging onto my toe.
Bhabie was struggling in pain and Ritesh was holding her hands while the rickshaw-puller was clutching her legs. As
they shifted back briskly, the water level was getting lower and immediately Bhabie got very conscious about her
nakedness down her waist.
Sunita Bhabie: Eii… Stop! Stop! Don’t go further back… please.
Me: Why? The water is still high here. It would be easier to see your foot over there.
I pointed to the shore and deliberately asked this question, as if I was ignorant that she was not wearing her
petticoat and panty.
Sunita Bhabie: No, no… I mean… actually…