Adultery Guru Ji Ka Treatment by Mai Hu Na

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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…

Ritesh: Actually Anita, you know, the waves are so forceful up there that somehow Bhabie’s petticoat was swept away and hence she is feeling ashamed. But it was the same for me also… I also lost my shorts too. What to do? The waves are just too commanding and violent there.

Me: O! I see.

I replied very innocently and normally so that they do not feel uncomfortable.

Me: Don’t feel ashamed Bhabie. It’s us only! No one else is here.

The rickshaw-puller and Ritesh was quickly carrying Bhabie towards the shore and I followed them. As they approached the shore, the water level was significantly down here and Bhabie’s naked ass, choot, and legs were fully exposed to all of us in clear daylight. She was totally naked below her waist hanging in air being held by hands and legs by two men.

The scene was just awesome! Seeing a matured married woman like that was just unbelievable! I noticed that Bhabie had closed her eyes, in shame probably. Now we could locate a small red crab clinging to her big toe of left foot and a blood clot in that region.

Rickshaw-puller: As I expected Sahib, it’s a crab. They are very dangerous.

Ritesh: But we don’t have any medicine here! Blood is coming out.

Rickshaw-puller: Relax Sahib! I will take care.

As they kept Bhabie on the sands at the shore, the two men seemed mesmerized getting an unhindered view of Bhabie’s hairy choot. The slit was very long and dense silky pubic hairs ran throughout both flanks of her choot. Anyone could recognize that Bhabie’s choot was an overused one and she definitely has had a happy married life as the pussy lips had hung open without any external effort.

Sunita Bhabie: Anita, give me something…. Please… I can’t remain like this forever.

Rickshaw-puller: Madam, first let me get that thing out of your feet, otherwise you might get badly poisoned.

Ritesh: Absolutely. Bhabie just keep quiet and be patient. Let him get that crab out first.

Ritesh must have been enjoying the sight of a 40-year-old woman’s open pussy and he wanted her to remain in that state in the open for some more time. He himself was naked and his lund was dangling in the air so awkwardly. He was time and again scratching and tickling his dick seeing Bhabie’s matured choot. I was definitely feeling very odd as naturally my eyes time and again was directed towards his lund as it swayed in the air. I sat near Bhabie’s head and was consoling her.

The rickshaw-puller seemed an expert at this job and quickly got the crab out of Bhabie’s toe and there was profuse bleeding from the injured spot. I was surprised to see that he did not throw away the crab to the sea, but prisoned it in a handkerchief.

Me: Arre! Why are you keeping the crab?

Rickshaw-puller: I do not know how much poison it has injected in Madam’s body, I may need this crab later to take out the poison.

Ritesh: Is it possible? Really?

Rickshaw-puller: Yes Sahib! You city people won’t know these village tricks, but I hope we don’t need that.

Ritesh: Thanks yaar. Good to have you, otherwise we would have been in trouble. Uff! Anita, you know, I got pretty scared when Bhabie first screamed. How do you feel now Bhabie?

Sunita Bhabie: It’s paining more… the crab being removed!

Ritesh: Eh? How can that be?

Rickshaw-puller: Madam, as I said these crabs have poison in their claws and it has injected that in your body. I need to get the venom out. Sahib, some more work left.

Ritesh: Okay, but how to do that?

Rickshaw-puller: I will suck that out. Will take some time, but Madam will be fully okay.

Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh, please… take me to a cover… I am feeling very uncomfortable to lie in the open like this. Anita… you can feel naa…

Ritesh: Okay, okay. But where to find a cover in this beach?

Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, here is your shorts and Madam’s petticoat. Lets take her to the temple.

Ritesh: Temple? Where on earth did you get a temple here?

Rickshaw-puller: Just behind that bush. It’s an abandoned temple. No one uses it.

Ritesh: Okay. Anita, help Bhabie to wear this.

Ritesh quickly got into his shorts and I wrapped Bhabie’s lower half with that wet petticoat. She looked extraordinarily decent as I did that after reaming without any cover on her pussy and ass for such a long time!

Rickshaw-puller: Quick Sahib! If we are late, the poison will spread.

Ritesh: Right, right.

They again held Bhabie like they had taken her out of the water and this time I aided in holding her head. None of us noticed that broken structure behind the bush prior. It was a temple, but that has to be very long back; only some remains of the original structure represented its entity. Bhabie was laid on the floor of the temple and she was actually reporting some acute pain in her left leg now.

Rickshaw-puller: Don’t worry Madam, it will be okay in some minutes if you are patient. Sahib, come here once.

The two men whispered amongst each other and Bhabie looked very anxious.

Ritesh: Anita, can you do us a favor?

Me: What?

Ritesh: He says that since this is a temple and if any local person sees him here, that would be lead to a big chaos and turmoil, as he is belongs to low caste.

Me: These things still remain here?

Rickshaw-puller: Madam, though we work in the city for our livelihood, we basically are from the village and these things are very stringent here.

Me: Okay, I can understand. What do you want me to do?

Ritesh: You just stand outside and keep your eyes open. If you see any local person coming towards this place, just alert us. That’s all.

I agreed and went outside the temple, but after some moments only my sixth sense was knocking me to keep an eye on the two males. I was pretty sure that Ritesh would not leave Bhabie today without fucking, but this crab-incident seemed to have put an obstacle in his way. I immediately shifted my position from the front of the temple to its backside and I made my way through the shrubs and bushes and tried to be as silent as possible. Soon I discovered an opening in the wall from where I could view the spot where Bhabie was lying. I felt like patting my back myself!

I could hear Ritesh and that man’s voice very clearly.

Ritesh: He is an expert in this Bhabie. If you do not agree to what he says the poison will spread to your body. Why don’t you understand? Would you like to go to the hospital then?

Sunita Bhabie: No, but… Ritesh… how can I…. I am a woman afterall.

Ritesh: Bhabie! Please. Which is more important, you decide yourself – this poison proliferating in your body or your shame?

Sunita Bhabie: That’s okay, but still… Err… he is an outsider…

Ritesh: Bhabie, will you ever get a crab bite in your life? No naaa… so…

Sunita Bhabie: Hmm… okay…but please ask him to do it fast.

Ritesh: Sure Bhabie.

Rickshaw-puller: Madam, there is no other way. As I said, I will first taste the blood from your toe and then will taste blood from the cut I have just made. If there is a difference in taste, then you are saved, otherwise…

Sunita Bhabie: O God!

Ritesh: Don’t waste time. Proceed.

Rickshaw-puller: Okay Sahib!

The rickshaw-puller sat near Bhabie’s feet and first took her left foot and raised it significantly to his mouth level. Automatically Bhabie’s petticoat hiked up and a sexy upskirt was in offer. I noted Ritesh was ogling at that. The man started sucking her toe and she was visibly very uncomfortable at this action. Bhabie must be getting some stimulation as she felt the hot tongue on her toe. Then he raised his mouth and came over Bhabie’s body on her fair thighs. He directly raised her petticoat up her legs exposing Bhabie’s smooth plump thighs. Again her legs were almost fully uncovered and they looked like two banana trees. The rickshaw-puller took his mouth on her left thigh and started sucking the cut mark there. That cut mark must have been made while I was outside the room. Bhabie now looked very sexy with just a bra and her raised petticoat and that man’s tongue licking the cut area on her thigh.

Sunita Bhabie: Oooooo….. Usssssssssh!

I could well realize that Bhabie was unable to control her expressions and like any matured woman she was starting to moan getting a suck in her mid thighs. I noticed Ritesh was watching the whole process and was openly scratching his stiff lund inside his shorts sitting by Bhabie’s side. It looked so very vulgar that way he was doing the scratching through his wet shorts.

Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, hard luck! The taste is the same! The poison has already reached till this part of Madam’s leg.

Ritesh: Oh! Anyway, go ahead. What needs to be done has to be done. Bhabie please cooperate and hopefully everything will be all right. But oh! This time I will surely catch a cold if I continue to wear this wet thing.

Rickshaw-puller: Yes Sahib, get rid of that.

Ritesh immediately got up and opened his shorts very casually and got naked in front of Bhabie and that man. Surely Bhabie was having a “tough” time – had the crab bite, lost her petticoat in the water current, Ritesh snatched off her panty, and time and again seeing an elder male fully naked. I noticed Ritesh was standing just near her head and Bhabie surely was getting a great view of his erect lund and his balls.

Ritesh: Bhabie you will also catch a cold if you continue to wear that wet blouse!

Sunita Bhabie: Y… yes? No, no, I am okay.

Bhabie stammered as she was attentively watching his stiff naked penis.

Ritesh: What okay? Do you want to additionally catch a fever in getting cured from this crab bite?

Saying that he sat down on the floor on his naked ass and attempted to open Bhabie’s blouse.

Sunita Bhabie: Eiiii… What are you doing? Please don’t.

Ritesh: Oho Bhabie! Everything can be seen through this… No use wearing this wet rag, I tell you.