01-02-2019, 01:38 PM
Guru-ji went off to the corner of the room leaving me to open my sari. I was in a dilemma about what to do – the table was too high for me to get down and get out of my sari and of course I did not want further cupping on my ass by Guru-ji as I would definitely need help to get up again. The other option was to remove my sari standing on this table. I had to choose the latter.
Guru-ji: Anita, please do it quickly. After your checkup I have to arrange for a ‘jagya’ for a local family.
I stood up on the table. It was so odd standing way up from the floor. I started to pull off the sari from my body and noticed Guru-ji was looking up to see the scene, which made me feel so ashamed. I had never done this in my life and I feel hardly any woman had to undergo this– taking off her dress standing on a table! I could realize very well that I was looking awfully vulgar as I now stood in my blouse and petticoat on the table.
Guru-ji: Fine Anita, but if you are wearing a panty, also take that off, as I need to check your vagina.
The word ‘vagina’ was so clearly pronounced by Guru-ji that I almost closed my eyes in shame. He also mentioned that I could keep my petticoat on if I wished and just remove my panty from below it. My ears grew red as I started lifting my petticoat standing on the table. I drew my hands below it and wriggled and struggled to get out of my tight little panty. I could realize I must be looking like a ‘randi’ removing my panty with the petticoat on and that too standing on a table. By that time Guru-ji was also back near my table with his exam apparatuses and he got an awesome upskirt view of my panty removal. But I was helpless and had to do this standing on the table as per the situation.
Guru-ji: Anita give me the sari and your panty. I will keep them there.
Saying that he gave me no chance to virtually say anything and took the sari, which was kept in a heap at the table corner and snatched the panty lying below my feet. In a moment he was back and I now lied down on the table again. Guru-ji this time was very forceful and confident in his behavior. He simply raised my petticoat to my waist and gently spread my knees apart. He now lifted each of my well-formed feet onto the supports on the examination table. Guru-ji then switched on the torch, which he had picked up from the other table and focussed between my legs. I clinched my teeth in the lying position as I could realize that my inner thighs and the whole of the pubic area were completely exposed to his eyes.
I was watching Guru-ji all along from my lying status helplessly. My teeth still clenched in shame and nervousness. Guru-ji now spread my pussy lips gently apart with his fingers. I felt he was running his finger along the outer labia and spread them open a little. Guru-ji then spread a drop of lubricant on his fingers and inserted his index finger into my pussy gently. My pussy was already very wet with fluids, first due to Uday’s fondling and caressing and now due to Guru-ji’s warm touches in the name of checkup. My pussy lips were moist and Guru-ji’s finger went very easily deep inside my vagina.
Me: OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I gasped as he went inside and withdrew the finger.
Guru-ji: Anita, relax, this is just a checkup. Let me see the cervix.
I saw Guru-ji’s finger was completely moist with my vaginal discharge as he withdrew his finger out of my pussy. He rolled one finger around my cervix and pressed it lightly against it. I almost squirmed and wriggle on the table in excitement. Guru-ji continued his probe. I realized now he had inserted two fingers in my pussy.
Guru-ji: I need to check your uterus and ovaries also for any abnormalities.
Guru-ji had big hands and his fingers were fairly long and strong. It felt like a thick penis inside my pussy as he was rhythmically moving the fingers. I clearly understood he was giving me the intercourse rhythm as if he is fucking me with his fingers. I continued to wriggle in ecstasy and lying there on the table with my lower body completely nude with my petticoat above my waist and displaying my honey pot to this aged Godman.
Me: Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh! Guru-ji!
I was feeling his fingers inside my pussy as he twisted and curved his fingers inside. With his fingers inside my pussy, Guru-ji now with his free hand palpated down firmly my hairy pubic area and then got the spatula and gradually inserted it in my vagina while holding my pussy lips apart with the other hand.
Me: Aaaaahhhhhhhh! Guru-ji please stop. I can’t take it.
I was shouting shamelessly. My nipples were rock hard and I was feeling the tightness within my bra. I winced heavily when I felt the cold external material entering my honey pot. I spread my legs more and more apart on my own in excitement and my pussy was now on full display held open by the spatula, so that Guru-ji could see deep inside my hole. Guru-ji checked my cervix closely for a few minutes and then took a sample.
Guru-ji: Okay Anita, I am done, you can close your legs.
I was simply not in a position to do that. I remained in that position with my legs, thighs and pussy entirely bare in front of this male. I oriented myself in some moments and covered my pussy first with my petticoat and tried to look decent, but guru-ji did not allow that.
Guru-ji: Anita, please do it quickly. After your checkup I have to arrange for a ‘jagya’ for a local family.
I stood up on the table. It was so odd standing way up from the floor. I started to pull off the sari from my body and noticed Guru-ji was looking up to see the scene, which made me feel so ashamed. I had never done this in my life and I feel hardly any woman had to undergo this– taking off her dress standing on a table! I could realize very well that I was looking awfully vulgar as I now stood in my blouse and petticoat on the table.
Guru-ji: Fine Anita, but if you are wearing a panty, also take that off, as I need to check your vagina.
The word ‘vagina’ was so clearly pronounced by Guru-ji that I almost closed my eyes in shame. He also mentioned that I could keep my petticoat on if I wished and just remove my panty from below it. My ears grew red as I started lifting my petticoat standing on the table. I drew my hands below it and wriggled and struggled to get out of my tight little panty. I could realize I must be looking like a ‘randi’ removing my panty with the petticoat on and that too standing on a table. By that time Guru-ji was also back near my table with his exam apparatuses and he got an awesome upskirt view of my panty removal. But I was helpless and had to do this standing on the table as per the situation.
Guru-ji: Anita give me the sari and your panty. I will keep them there.
Saying that he gave me no chance to virtually say anything and took the sari, which was kept in a heap at the table corner and snatched the panty lying below my feet. In a moment he was back and I now lied down on the table again. Guru-ji this time was very forceful and confident in his behavior. He simply raised my petticoat to my waist and gently spread my knees apart. He now lifted each of my well-formed feet onto the supports on the examination table. Guru-ji then switched on the torch, which he had picked up from the other table and focussed between my legs. I clinched my teeth in the lying position as I could realize that my inner thighs and the whole of the pubic area were completely exposed to his eyes.
I was watching Guru-ji all along from my lying status helplessly. My teeth still clenched in shame and nervousness. Guru-ji now spread my pussy lips gently apart with his fingers. I felt he was running his finger along the outer labia and spread them open a little. Guru-ji then spread a drop of lubricant on his fingers and inserted his index finger into my pussy gently. My pussy was already very wet with fluids, first due to Uday’s fondling and caressing and now due to Guru-ji’s warm touches in the name of checkup. My pussy lips were moist and Guru-ji’s finger went very easily deep inside my vagina.
Me: OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I gasped as he went inside and withdrew the finger.
Guru-ji: Anita, relax, this is just a checkup. Let me see the cervix.
I saw Guru-ji’s finger was completely moist with my vaginal discharge as he withdrew his finger out of my pussy. He rolled one finger around my cervix and pressed it lightly against it. I almost squirmed and wriggle on the table in excitement. Guru-ji continued his probe. I realized now he had inserted two fingers in my pussy.
Guru-ji: I need to check your uterus and ovaries also for any abnormalities.
Guru-ji had big hands and his fingers were fairly long and strong. It felt like a thick penis inside my pussy as he was rhythmically moving the fingers. I clearly understood he was giving me the intercourse rhythm as if he is fucking me with his fingers. I continued to wriggle in ecstasy and lying there on the table with my lower body completely nude with my petticoat above my waist and displaying my honey pot to this aged Godman.
Me: Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh! Guru-ji!
I was feeling his fingers inside my pussy as he twisted and curved his fingers inside. With his fingers inside my pussy, Guru-ji now with his free hand palpated down firmly my hairy pubic area and then got the spatula and gradually inserted it in my vagina while holding my pussy lips apart with the other hand.
Me: Aaaaahhhhhhhh! Guru-ji please stop. I can’t take it.
I was shouting shamelessly. My nipples were rock hard and I was feeling the tightness within my bra. I winced heavily when I felt the cold external material entering my honey pot. I spread my legs more and more apart on my own in excitement and my pussy was now on full display held open by the spatula, so that Guru-ji could see deep inside my hole. Guru-ji checked my cervix closely for a few minutes and then took a sample.
Guru-ji: Okay Anita, I am done, you can close your legs.
I was simply not in a position to do that. I remained in that position with my legs, thighs and pussy entirely bare in front of this male. I oriented myself in some moments and covered my pussy first with my petticoat and tried to look decent, but guru-ji did not allow that.
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