Baba’s Blessing: Unable to get pregnant, couple goes to baba (Video+)

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Riya woke slowly.
The first thing she noticed was the intense, satisfying soreness deep in her hips and thighs.
The second was the heavy, muscled arm across her stomach.

She was completely naked, pressed against Baba Ji’s strong, warm back.
She gently poked his back.

Riya: "Good morning, Babaji! Did you enjoy sleeping with your newest, naughtiest disciple?"

Baba Ji (his voice a deep, sleepy rumble): "Riya, last night felt less like sleeping and more like a honeymoon."

Riya (giggling, stretching and feeling her body ache): "Come on! Baba Ji, You were more demanding than my husband's entire month of effort!"

Baba Ji turned around, his handsome face. He smiled, a slow, knowing, glorious smile.

Baba Ji: "That's because my discipline is strong, Beti."

Riya (her eyes playful, reaching out to touch the heavy, firmness between his legs): "Your 'mardana' power is still quite firm, I notice. Are we starting early?"

Baba Ji (his eyes darkening with desire): "It awakens with the sun, Beti. It needs immediate service."

Riya (pulling her hand back, but not looking away): "If I service you now, how will I find the energy for the rest of the day, I know you won't stop at just ....?"

Baba Ji: "You will get use to it, we need to do it multiple times day. You feed me first. From the source."
He leaned forward, his gaze fixed on her breasts.

Riya (a soft blush rising): "My breasts? But I haven't carried a baby yet! Are you that greedy?"

Baba Ji: "I am collecting the bliss before I plant the seed. Come here, let me taste my morning offering."
He drew her close and closed his mouth over her breast again. The familiar, deep sucking sensation sent a cascade of heat through her.

Riya (moaning softly): "Be gentle, Babaji! You left marks on my neck! What will I tell the others in Ashram?"

Baba Ji (muttering against her skin): "Tell them the power of the divine touched you. They will be jealous of your blessed skin."

Riya: "The only divine power I felt was your huge... stretching me in two!"

Baba Ji (a triumphant laugh): "That is the gateway to motherhood, Riya. It must be widened with conviction."

Riya: "Widened? Babaji, I feel like I could pass a watermelon after being with you!"

Baba Ji: "Good. That means my seed will have plenty of room to nestle in and grow."

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He finally pulled away, kissing her on the forehead. He got up and put his loincloth back on, his powerful physique moving with easy grace. He walked to a small clay pot on a shelf and brought back a small ball of brown, sweet-smelling dough.

Baba Ji: "This is the prasad (offering). Eat it. It is blessed with the same shakti you received last night. It will help your body hold the seed."

Riya, trusting him completely now, took the prasad and ate it. It tasted strongly of honey and herbs.

Riya: "It’s delicious, Baba Ji. But speaking of seed, did you empty all of it inside last night?"
Baba Ji (standing over her, the morning sun outlining his muscles): "Every drop, Beti. My commitment to your fertility is absolute. I was. You are the most fertile ground I've worked with in years."

Riya (teasingly): "You think my husband's wasn't strong enough for me?"

Baba Ji (his voice firm and commanding): "He lacks the depth and the manly force. "
He sat beside her again, his eyes serious now. The time for play was over, the time for the ritual was starting.

Baba Ji: "Riya, listen. Last night was the Awakening. But the Commitment must follow. Every day, multiple times, we must do this ritual for one week. Your body needs to be continuously flooded with the blessing to hold the seed. Do you understand? No breaks. No rest."

Riya looked at his strong body, remembering the intensity of the night. A wave of desire and absolute commitment washed over the soreness.

Riya: "Yes, Take me Baba Ji. You took me to Heaven yesterday."

Baba Ji (a wicked, loving smile): "Naughty girl! You crave too much! Come closer."
He pulled her against him, her naked body fitting perfectly against his.

Baba Ji: "I don't believe in quick service. Open your lips."

Riya (opening her mouth willingly): "Is this the part where I swallow the whole ......?"

Baba Ji: "It is the part where you take my essence. Get ready, Riya. The day's begins now."