13-02-2019, 11:30 AM
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Look at this poor girl and have mercy. She has everything, yet has a vacant lap. She has a loving husband, yet love is not getting bloomed.
Each time Guru-ji was addressing me as a ‘girl’ I was blushing. Surely by no means at this age and with such a developed figure, I could be called a ‘girl’ but probably to this Godman, we are all like his children!
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Restore the resurgence of sexual power in her body and help her attain completeness.
Guru-ji lowered his voice suddenly.
Guru-ji: Anita, keep your hands by your sides, hold up your chin, and take deep breaths.
I followed his instruction in toto.
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! She has the desire. She has the will power. She just needs the little help to borne the fruit in her womb. Her key to happiness is in your hand. Through your sacred light bless her Chandrama! Bless her.
Though apparently it seemed ridiculous praying to the moon, but the setting was such I also started believing that the moon’s sacred light will enlighten my sexual power!
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Look at her boobs – they are so bubbly, firm, and attractive!
Guru-ji directly pointed his finger to my boobs! I simply could not react.
Guru-ji: Look at her navel – it is so deep that any male can hide his tongue in that! Hey Chandrama! Look at her thighs – they are so well developed that even Rambha would feel reserved, and her bottoms – any male would be provoked to call it gaand! Hey Chandrama! How can you be so cruel to have deprived her of motherhood who has such an attractive jawani?
My ears were already red and I started to breathe faster listening to such lewd things being spoken off so very openly and directly in front of me!
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Pierce your power through her tags and make her sexually potent. Give her unlimited sexual craving! Make her organs active and fertile superlatively. Jai Chandrama!
Uday and Sanjeev echoed in chorus and I thought that this would end now, but I was wrong! Guru-ji now went further to my body detail making me perspire in shame.
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Rip through the tags on her boobs and make her nipples supersensitive! Hey Chandrama! Rip through the tag on her pussy and make it full with fertile honey! Hey Chandrama! Rip through the tags on her gaand and make them more round and fleshy. Hey Chandrama! Make her a sex goddess.
The intensity with which Guru-ji was praying right now and waving his hands up towards the sky I was feeling somewhat frightened. His tall structure, voice clarity, moonlit night, and the mystic smoke all around were certainly adding up to it.
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Now bless her with your power. Bless her.
There was a momentary pause and all was so quiet. Guru-ji went out of the tub.
Guru-ji: Anita, now you will actually gain the power from Chandrama! Listen very carefully what you have to do.
I somehow managed to utter “Ji Guru-ji” with my eyes lowered down in natural womanly shame after hearing such things so loud and clear.
Guru-ji: You first wait till the waters in the tub come to a standstill so that you can clearly see Chandrama’s reflection in it. Then get direct moonlight for 10 seconds on each of the places where you have the tags on your body. First you will press your organ with your hand for 10 seconds and then release it to empower it with Chandrama’s influence for the next 10 seconds. And throughout the process only chant “Jai Chandrama” loudly and clearly. Okay?
I was a bit confused and stammered to ask the silliest question.
Me: But Guru-ji, to get… I mean direct light… err… I have to open… I mean…
Guru-ji: Anita, what needs to be done, needs to be done. Yes, of course to get the direct moonlight on your body you have to open your choli if needed. Which is more important to you? Tell me clearly.
He almost howled and I got pretty much afraid.
Me: No, no Guru-ji. I did not mean that.
Guru-ji: Then what?
Me: It’s okay Guru-ji. I am doing it.
I said meekly accepting that I would open my choli in front of three males, not to mention about my skirt!
Guru-ji: That’s better. Here you are obliging the Fertility God and not doing any striptease that you will feel ashamed.
I was stunned to hear such things from Guru-ji and felt so very ashamed especially in the presence Uday and Sanjeev. I was already half striped in this micromini dress in front of these male eyes and now probably I have to do a full striptease!
Guru-ji’s tone had changed dramatically and it was so commanding that I was having a faster heartbeat.
The water in the tub had subsided and was quite still now. The full moon was also clearly visible in the water.
Me: Guru-ji, shall I proceed?
Guru-ji stepped forward just to check whether the water in the tub was absolutely still or not and being satisfied gave me the nod.
Guru-ji: Do not open the tags. Chandrama’s power will pierce through those holy strips of papers.
Me: Okay.
Guru-ji: I will instruct you and you need to just obey that, but remember not stop your chant.
I nodded and noticed Sanjeev and Uday were standing pretty close, which means they would have a very clear view of my stripping act. I turned my focus towards Sanjeev and he was undoubtedly giving impatient looks, as he knew a plump woman like me would open her choli in front of him in a minute!
I started to chant “Jai Chandrama!” in a continuos manner.
Guru-ji: Anita, start with your navel. That’s the equilibrium point of your body. First press your navel tag with your right hand index finger.
I obeyed him -ji and listening to Guru-ji’s call again released my finger after 10 seconds.
Guru-ji: Now your thigh tags. Do the same thing with both your hands.
I stopped a little to do that and my boobs almost jumped out of my short choli making my deep cleavage prominently visible to all the males. My heart was racing fast as I knew the next tag has to be either my nipple tag, or my pussy tag, or my ass tags.
Guru-ji: Fine. Anita, now the tags on your buttocks. You don’t have to pull down your panty. You just raise your skirt with one hand so that your gaand gets the full moonlight.
I was of course very hesitant to pull up my skirt in front of three grownup males, but by that time convinced my mind that I had to do that shameless act. I consoled my mind by saying to my mind that my family members or my hubby would never know anything about this and I am doing this to please the God abiding by the norms.
Guru-ji: Anita, don’t waste time. Lift up your skit and show Chandrama your lovely gaand.
I closed my eyes and with my right hand gathered my skirt, pulled it up till my waist, and I could as if feel the three males looking up my bottoms! The panty I was wearing was by no means enough to protect any dignity of my large fleshy ass. In fact, a panty never covers the buttocks of a matured woman properly, but we women do not care about it because a sari, salwar-kamiz, or a skirt covers us amply. But here the situation was so very different. I did not even get a chance to at least stretch my panty on my ass cheeks before it was exposed to these males. I pressed the paper tag under my panty with my left hand for 10 seconds and then released it and stood like a statue in shame for another 10 seconds.
The short time frame was the only reassuring factor for me I thought.
Guru-ji: Okay, now change your hand and repeat the same process.
Each time Guru-ji was addressing me as a ‘girl’ I was blushing. Surely by no means at this age and with such a developed figure, I could be called a ‘girl’ but probably to this Godman, we are all like his children!
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Restore the resurgence of sexual power in her body and help her attain completeness.
Guru-ji lowered his voice suddenly.
Guru-ji: Anita, keep your hands by your sides, hold up your chin, and take deep breaths.
I followed his instruction in toto.
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! She has the desire. She has the will power. She just needs the little help to borne the fruit in her womb. Her key to happiness is in your hand. Through your sacred light bless her Chandrama! Bless her.
Though apparently it seemed ridiculous praying to the moon, but the setting was such I also started believing that the moon’s sacred light will enlighten my sexual power!
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Look at her boobs – they are so bubbly, firm, and attractive!
Guru-ji directly pointed his finger to my boobs! I simply could not react.
Guru-ji: Look at her navel – it is so deep that any male can hide his tongue in that! Hey Chandrama! Look at her thighs – they are so well developed that even Rambha would feel reserved, and her bottoms – any male would be provoked to call it gaand! Hey Chandrama! How can you be so cruel to have deprived her of motherhood who has such an attractive jawani?
My ears were already red and I started to breathe faster listening to such lewd things being spoken off so very openly and directly in front of me!
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Pierce your power through her tags and make her sexually potent. Give her unlimited sexual craving! Make her organs active and fertile superlatively. Jai Chandrama!
Uday and Sanjeev echoed in chorus and I thought that this would end now, but I was wrong! Guru-ji now went further to my body detail making me perspire in shame.
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Rip through the tags on her boobs and make her nipples supersensitive! Hey Chandrama! Rip through the tag on her pussy and make it full with fertile honey! Hey Chandrama! Rip through the tags on her gaand and make them more round and fleshy. Hey Chandrama! Make her a sex goddess.
The intensity with which Guru-ji was praying right now and waving his hands up towards the sky I was feeling somewhat frightened. His tall structure, voice clarity, moonlit night, and the mystic smoke all around were certainly adding up to it.
Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama! Now bless her with your power. Bless her.
There was a momentary pause and all was so quiet. Guru-ji went out of the tub.
Guru-ji: Anita, now you will actually gain the power from Chandrama! Listen very carefully what you have to do.
I somehow managed to utter “Ji Guru-ji” with my eyes lowered down in natural womanly shame after hearing such things so loud and clear.
Guru-ji: You first wait till the waters in the tub come to a standstill so that you can clearly see Chandrama’s reflection in it. Then get direct moonlight for 10 seconds on each of the places where you have the tags on your body. First you will press your organ with your hand for 10 seconds and then release it to empower it with Chandrama’s influence for the next 10 seconds. And throughout the process only chant “Jai Chandrama” loudly and clearly. Okay?
I was a bit confused and stammered to ask the silliest question.
Me: But Guru-ji, to get… I mean direct light… err… I have to open… I mean…
Guru-ji: Anita, what needs to be done, needs to be done. Yes, of course to get the direct moonlight on your body you have to open your choli if needed. Which is more important to you? Tell me clearly.
He almost howled and I got pretty much afraid.
Me: No, no Guru-ji. I did not mean that.
Guru-ji: Then what?
Me: It’s okay Guru-ji. I am doing it.
I said meekly accepting that I would open my choli in front of three males, not to mention about my skirt!
Guru-ji: That’s better. Here you are obliging the Fertility God and not doing any striptease that you will feel ashamed.
I was stunned to hear such things from Guru-ji and felt so very ashamed especially in the presence Uday and Sanjeev. I was already half striped in this micromini dress in front of these male eyes and now probably I have to do a full striptease!
Guru-ji’s tone had changed dramatically and it was so commanding that I was having a faster heartbeat.
The water in the tub had subsided and was quite still now. The full moon was also clearly visible in the water.
Me: Guru-ji, shall I proceed?
Guru-ji stepped forward just to check whether the water in the tub was absolutely still or not and being satisfied gave me the nod.
Guru-ji: Do not open the tags. Chandrama’s power will pierce through those holy strips of papers.
Me: Okay.
Guru-ji: I will instruct you and you need to just obey that, but remember not stop your chant.
I nodded and noticed Sanjeev and Uday were standing pretty close, which means they would have a very clear view of my stripping act. I turned my focus towards Sanjeev and he was undoubtedly giving impatient looks, as he knew a plump woman like me would open her choli in front of him in a minute!
I started to chant “Jai Chandrama!” in a continuos manner.
Guru-ji: Anita, start with your navel. That’s the equilibrium point of your body. First press your navel tag with your right hand index finger.
I obeyed him -ji and listening to Guru-ji’s call again released my finger after 10 seconds.
Guru-ji: Now your thigh tags. Do the same thing with both your hands.
I stopped a little to do that and my boobs almost jumped out of my short choli making my deep cleavage prominently visible to all the males. My heart was racing fast as I knew the next tag has to be either my nipple tag, or my pussy tag, or my ass tags.
Guru-ji: Fine. Anita, now the tags on your buttocks. You don’t have to pull down your panty. You just raise your skirt with one hand so that your gaand gets the full moonlight.
I was of course very hesitant to pull up my skirt in front of three grownup males, but by that time convinced my mind that I had to do that shameless act. I consoled my mind by saying to my mind that my family members or my hubby would never know anything about this and I am doing this to please the God abiding by the norms.
Guru-ji: Anita, don’t waste time. Lift up your skit and show Chandrama your lovely gaand.
I closed my eyes and with my right hand gathered my skirt, pulled it up till my waist, and I could as if feel the three males looking up my bottoms! The panty I was wearing was by no means enough to protect any dignity of my large fleshy ass. In fact, a panty never covers the buttocks of a matured woman properly, but we women do not care about it because a sari, salwar-kamiz, or a skirt covers us amply. But here the situation was so very different. I did not even get a chance to at least stretch my panty on my ass cheeks before it was exposed to these males. I pressed the paper tag under my panty with my left hand for 10 seconds and then released it and stood like a statue in shame for another 10 seconds.
The short time frame was the only reassuring factor for me I thought.
Guru-ji: Okay, now change your hand and repeat the same process.
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