13-02-2019, 01:31 PM
I hurried my steps as much as I could towards Master-ji who was standing at a far corner, at least 20 feet away from where I was standing. I was wondering what else was I supposed to do to show my choot to him! I was already ‘bilkul nangi’!
Guru-ji: Anita, now stand still in front of him and Master, you know what to do.
My heart was pounding to stand like that in front of my tailor! Master-ji looked at my glistening bare body, my attractive undulations, and then gently sat on the grass and closed his eyes. I was rather surprised at that behavior and before I could turn towards Guru-ji, he gave the next instruction.
Guru-ji: Beti, now adjust yourself in such a way so that your Yoni must be in the level of your Master-ji’s eyes so that once I finish chanting the mantra, he will open his eyes, and should be able to see your Yoni only. Am I clear?
Me: Ji… Ji Guru-ji.
I parted and bent my legs in the form of two inverted “L’s so that my choot was at exactly at Master-ji’s eye level. I looked horribly vulgar in that posture and wondered how could I do such lewd things unhesitatingly! Guru-ji was chanting mantras from the back and as he stopped Master-ji slowly opened his eyes.
I was so close to him that he could only view my bare hairy choot placed inches away from his face! I bet he could even smell my choot from that close proximity! Guru-ji again was verbalizing mantras at a very loud pitch and I had to stand in that most uncomfortable posture for another 30-34 seconds.
Guru-ji: Done Beti, you can stand straight.
I was so very relieved to hear that.
Guru-ji: Master, now with the Linga Maharaj replica I gave you gently tap Anita’s sex organs as a token of appreciation from Gods and Goddesses residing in the East direction.
Me: What? (I controlled my reaction as far as possible)
“Tap my sex organs!” What rubbish!
My initial anger and irritation subsided; I thought for a while and concluded, what else?
Guru-ji: Anita, I hope you remember the definition that I gave you for sex organs. Do you remember that?
Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji.
I had to raise my voice as he was standing at a distance (at least 20-25 feet).
Guru-ji: Good, let me hear that from you once before Master proceeds.
I swallowed and felt utterly thirsty. How could I shout to tell my own sex organs!
Guru-ji: Anita, don’t waste time. Do you remember or shall I explain again?
Me: N… no Guru-ji. I… reme… I mean remember it…
Guru-ji: Then vomit it in front of us! What are your sex organs?
Immediately his voice changed shade and was cold as steel and I replied with trembling lips.
Me: Err. I mean… Breasts, nip… nipples, hips, va… vagina, thighs, and… err… lips.
I shook my head in shame as I completed the list.
Guru-ji: Excellent Anita! Master, now you may proceed. As per the norm of Yoni Jan Darshan, you need to first tap on Anita’s choot, then down to her thighs and hips, then go up to her tits, and end on her lips. Jai Linga Maharaj!
Master-ji took out a Linga replica from his pocket and with a smiling face started his action. He looked down towards my choot and tapped there with the Linga replica.
Master-ji (in a whispering voice): Madam, right from the time of measuring you, I noticed that you have a very nice body. And now seeing you without clothes is creating an urge inside me to marry again (He continued to smile).
Should I smile back? What was that tailor expecting?
I kept mum as his hand slide onto my smooth naked thighs. Of course not only was the Linga replica touching my skin, but also Master-ji’s fingers brushing my firm thighs. Naturally I was again getting excited sexually getting male touches on my intimate parts, more so myself being in a completely stripped state, plus the cold air outside was making my nipples go harder, which in turn was making me look more sexy with swollen upright nipples on display!
Master-ji was no different. Though his hand was moving on my thighs and hips tapping my flesh, his eyes were riveted on my sexy standing nipples. As Master-ji was tapping my sex organs, of course, his fingers at the same time were brushing and feeling my tight flesh. I could not protest and had to compromise on that. It was such an utterly and uglily shameful situation that words are probably not enough to describe it adequately.
It was a painfully long process – this Yoni Jan Darshan.
After Master-ji, I walked down to Pande-ji who stood at the West corner, then to Mishra-ji who was at the South corner, and lastly to Chotu who was at the North corner – fully naked all through – and as per Guru-ji’s direction offered my Yoni just in front of their faces.
Honestly at times I was feeling more derogated that a prostitute. Except for the fact that I did not experience a gang ****, it was like getting bangd by each person each moment!
At one time I controlled my tears somehow as different males were touching my intimate parts so openly and casually! I could not forget the glitter that I saw in Pande-ji’s eyes seeing my choot; the subtle touches of Mishra-ji’s fingers on my boobs and ass in the name of tapping the replica on my body; and how could I forget Chotu’s impatience to watch every part of my voluptuous naked body from close quarters! This was definitely one episode during the whole Maha-yagya, which I would not be very keen to remember for long.
Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Anita, I am very glad the way you cooperated and successfully finished the Yoni Puja.
I offered Guru-ji a “pranam” and he gave me “ashirwad” placing his arm on my head. I felt immensely awkward as I bent for the “pranam” in front of Guru-ji and my big round boobs hung freely in the air. All the males must have been lapping that scene with great hunger.
Guru-ji: I know Beti how difficult it is for a woman of your age to undergo this, but as the old saying goes pains do produce gains in the end, you will surely reap benefits. Don’t worry.
Me: I also hope so Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Beti, tomorrow we will conclude the Maha-yagya, which will again start at around midnight. Now let us all sing a hymn for Linga Maharaj and conclude today’s proceedings!
Naturally I was too desperate to get under a cover, but unfortunately I had to stand naked for a few minutes more and all the males got another prolonged opportunity to view my “nangi jawani” glistening in the silvery moonlight!
Generally while humming this sort of a song, we have our eyes closed, but here I noted all the males except Guru-ji had their eyes wide open and of course their eyes were riveted on the sexy contours of my body presented in front of them in birthday suit!
Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Beti, you were remarkably disciplined throughout the Maha-yagya and I hope to get the same cooperation from you tomorrow. You can surely get back to your room and have a tight sleep. Your concerns are now my concerns, so you can just relax! Okay?
Me: Ji Guru-ji!
Guru-ji: Anita, now stand still in front of him and Master, you know what to do.
My heart was pounding to stand like that in front of my tailor! Master-ji looked at my glistening bare body, my attractive undulations, and then gently sat on the grass and closed his eyes. I was rather surprised at that behavior and before I could turn towards Guru-ji, he gave the next instruction.
Guru-ji: Beti, now adjust yourself in such a way so that your Yoni must be in the level of your Master-ji’s eyes so that once I finish chanting the mantra, he will open his eyes, and should be able to see your Yoni only. Am I clear?
Me: Ji… Ji Guru-ji.
I parted and bent my legs in the form of two inverted “L’s so that my choot was at exactly at Master-ji’s eye level. I looked horribly vulgar in that posture and wondered how could I do such lewd things unhesitatingly! Guru-ji was chanting mantras from the back and as he stopped Master-ji slowly opened his eyes.
I was so close to him that he could only view my bare hairy choot placed inches away from his face! I bet he could even smell my choot from that close proximity! Guru-ji again was verbalizing mantras at a very loud pitch and I had to stand in that most uncomfortable posture for another 30-34 seconds.
Guru-ji: Done Beti, you can stand straight.
I was so very relieved to hear that.
Guru-ji: Master, now with the Linga Maharaj replica I gave you gently tap Anita’s sex organs as a token of appreciation from Gods and Goddesses residing in the East direction.
Me: What? (I controlled my reaction as far as possible)
“Tap my sex organs!” What rubbish!
My initial anger and irritation subsided; I thought for a while and concluded, what else?
Guru-ji: Anita, I hope you remember the definition that I gave you for sex organs. Do you remember that?
Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji.
I had to raise my voice as he was standing at a distance (at least 20-25 feet).
Guru-ji: Good, let me hear that from you once before Master proceeds.
I swallowed and felt utterly thirsty. How could I shout to tell my own sex organs!
Guru-ji: Anita, don’t waste time. Do you remember or shall I explain again?
Me: N… no Guru-ji. I… reme… I mean remember it…
Guru-ji: Then vomit it in front of us! What are your sex organs?
Immediately his voice changed shade and was cold as steel and I replied with trembling lips.
Me: Err. I mean… Breasts, nip… nipples, hips, va… vagina, thighs, and… err… lips.
I shook my head in shame as I completed the list.
Guru-ji: Excellent Anita! Master, now you may proceed. As per the norm of Yoni Jan Darshan, you need to first tap on Anita’s choot, then down to her thighs and hips, then go up to her tits, and end on her lips. Jai Linga Maharaj!
Master-ji took out a Linga replica from his pocket and with a smiling face started his action. He looked down towards my choot and tapped there with the Linga replica.
Master-ji (in a whispering voice): Madam, right from the time of measuring you, I noticed that you have a very nice body. And now seeing you without clothes is creating an urge inside me to marry again (He continued to smile).
Should I smile back? What was that tailor expecting?
I kept mum as his hand slide onto my smooth naked thighs. Of course not only was the Linga replica touching my skin, but also Master-ji’s fingers brushing my firm thighs. Naturally I was again getting excited sexually getting male touches on my intimate parts, more so myself being in a completely stripped state, plus the cold air outside was making my nipples go harder, which in turn was making me look more sexy with swollen upright nipples on display!
Master-ji was no different. Though his hand was moving on my thighs and hips tapping my flesh, his eyes were riveted on my sexy standing nipples. As Master-ji was tapping my sex organs, of course, his fingers at the same time were brushing and feeling my tight flesh. I could not protest and had to compromise on that. It was such an utterly and uglily shameful situation that words are probably not enough to describe it adequately.
It was a painfully long process – this Yoni Jan Darshan.
After Master-ji, I walked down to Pande-ji who stood at the West corner, then to Mishra-ji who was at the South corner, and lastly to Chotu who was at the North corner – fully naked all through – and as per Guru-ji’s direction offered my Yoni just in front of their faces.
Honestly at times I was feeling more derogated that a prostitute. Except for the fact that I did not experience a gang ****, it was like getting bangd by each person each moment!
At one time I controlled my tears somehow as different males were touching my intimate parts so openly and casually! I could not forget the glitter that I saw in Pande-ji’s eyes seeing my choot; the subtle touches of Mishra-ji’s fingers on my boobs and ass in the name of tapping the replica on my body; and how could I forget Chotu’s impatience to watch every part of my voluptuous naked body from close quarters! This was definitely one episode during the whole Maha-yagya, which I would not be very keen to remember for long.
Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Anita, I am very glad the way you cooperated and successfully finished the Yoni Puja.
I offered Guru-ji a “pranam” and he gave me “ashirwad” placing his arm on my head. I felt immensely awkward as I bent for the “pranam” in front of Guru-ji and my big round boobs hung freely in the air. All the males must have been lapping that scene with great hunger.
Guru-ji: I know Beti how difficult it is for a woman of your age to undergo this, but as the old saying goes pains do produce gains in the end, you will surely reap benefits. Don’t worry.
Me: I also hope so Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Beti, tomorrow we will conclude the Maha-yagya, which will again start at around midnight. Now let us all sing a hymn for Linga Maharaj and conclude today’s proceedings!
Naturally I was too desperate to get under a cover, but unfortunately I had to stand naked for a few minutes more and all the males got another prolonged opportunity to view my “nangi jawani” glistening in the silvery moonlight!
Generally while humming this sort of a song, we have our eyes closed, but here I noted all the males except Guru-ji had their eyes wide open and of course their eyes were riveted on the sexy contours of my body presented in front of them in birthday suit!
Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Beti, you were remarkably disciplined throughout the Maha-yagya and I hope to get the same cooperation from you tomorrow. You can surely get back to your room and have a tight sleep. Your concerns are now my concerns, so you can just relax! Okay?
Me: Ji Guru-ji!
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