13-02-2019, 11:29 AM
I readily nodded against his wish; I was not in the mood then to be naughty and hence was not ready to exhibit my panty abundantly to him.
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.
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: 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.
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.
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