I could hardly utter that as I was panting heavily. I was reluctant to adjust my choli as it revealed much of my boobs now due to my heavy breathing. Guru-ji immediately started some Sanskrit mantra and I could feel he was throwing flowers at my feet. This went on for a minute or so and then he came very near to me. I realized that as I heard the mantras from very near me, in fact, from near my feet! It was indeed an awkward situation as my eyes were tied and I shuffled a bit over the mattress.

Guru-ji: Beti, do not move. Stand still.

I was sure now that Guru-ji had come by the edge of the mattress for sure. He was continuing with his mantras and throwing flowers at my feet, to be precise now the flowers were striking my thighs and knees!

Guru-ji: Beti, remain in this posture as you will get the “lotus touch” now.

Me: What… what is that Guru-ji?

I barely could ask, still trying to get out of my “hot” encounter with Uday.

Guru-ji: Beti, Lotus is regarded as the symbol of divine austerity and of celestial beauty. And you must be knowing that Lotus is also the seat of Brahma. So the touch of Lotus would certainly lead you to your desired direction.

Saying that he started to move and roll the lotus flower on my feet and slowly pushed it upwards along my smooth naked legs.

Me: He he he…. Ish… It’s… it’s tickling me… Guru-ji.

I could not stop giggling in a loud way getting the subtle touch of the lotus on my legs.

Guru-ji: Beti, don’t act like a child! You are matured enough! Sanjeev, hold her hands so that she does not shuffle on the mattress.

Immediately I felt Sanjeev’s strong hands on my arms and he almost stood glued to my body pressing his crotch on my large protruding bottoms. I stood there like a statue as I clearly felt Sanjeev’s lund touching my round ass.

Guru-ji: Getting Sanjeev’s feel will do good to you Beti, as he would act as your husband in the next session of Mantra Daan. You can know your new husband beforehand! Ha ha ha…

As I heard the other males also laughing my head almost spun hearing that. After Uday, I would now have to act hot and intimate with another male?!?

My God! I never had a clue regarding this!

Guru-ji very cleverly did not give me a chance to ponder and react on that, as I instantly became very conscious when I felt the Lotus flower approaching the hem of my miniskirt. Though I was not able to see, Guru-ji must be crouching just in front of my skirt-front!

Guru-ji: Now this Lotus will touch the actual Lotus, i.e. your Yoni, Beti.

The lotus was now brushing my upper thigh area inside my skirt! Guru-ji must have pushed his hand inside my miniskirt to do that!

Ishhhhhhhh!

I closed my eyes in utter shame (though my eyes were already tied up).

Now Guru-ji made the Lotus flower brush my entire upper thigh (both legs). As he did that his hand brushed my warm naked thighs abundantly making me hiss like a snake in exhilaration! Guru-ji pressed the lotus flower on my pussy over my panty and chanted some Sanskrit mantra. It was s-u-c-h an odd feeling inside my skirt!

Guru-ji: Beti, as you can understand, the flower must touch your Yoni in actual and the Yoni Puja must be directed to your uncovered Yoni.

I got the signal very clearly; Guru-ji wanted me to remove my panty!

Guru-ji: If you agree I can pull it down, otherwise you can also open your panty if you are comfortable doing that yourself.

Me: I… I mean… I…

I fumbled miserably and felt very anxious in front of all these males. My lips had dried up and my heart was beating very fast. I just wondered how could I open my panty in front of five males!

Guru-ji: Beti, don’t panic! I am not asking you to open your skirt; you just need to pull out your panty from beneath it. The skirt will cover you still. So, don’t worry!

Me: Ye… yes I can understand… but… but Guru-ji…

Guru-ji: Do one thing, you go to the corner of the room and open it. I think that way you will be comfortable. Sanjeev, take her there.

Guru-ji’s voice was cold as steel and there was no way I could protest to that.

Me: O… okay. Thanks Guru-ji.

Sanjeev was already holding my hands and was constantly pushing his crotch on my round ass and he now took me to one of the corners of the room.

Sanjeev: Madam, you can open it here. You are facing the wall too, so…

My mind was not working any more! It was a hopeless situation for me. My lower extremities seemed to have frozen as I tried to pull my panty down from under my skirt. I tried to keep the skirt in place and tried to pull my panty down. But since I was standing near the fire for so long, I had sweated a lot and my panty stuck on my large ass cheeks. I had to waggle my hips significantly to get it down and all the five males must have been enjoying my panty-removal scene to the hilt. I stooped down to pull my panty down to my ankles and then came out of it.

Guru-ji: That’s great Anita! You did that quite fast! I have seen many women here who took a hell lot of time removing their panties out of shyness. Sheer shyness! But you will be surprised to note that – not many years ago – women had to attend this Maha-yagya absolutely naked. Bilkul Nangi!

Guru-ji gave a mild pause.

Guru-ji: You know Anita, the good thing about married ladies is that if they remain naked for sometime, they get habituated and later don’t feel shy at all. So it has always been smooth for me to conduct Yoni Puja with married women, but virgin girls pose a lot of problems. They resist to everything you ask for… isn’t it Sanjeev?

Sanjeev: Yes Guru-ji. We have had 4-5 cases and for all of them, you know Madam, we had a very tough time. They refuse to go along with any revelation - whether it’s about opening their choli, or ghagra, or their undergarments. Even they look so strongly if we touch them during the Puja as if they will vaporize you! Ha ha ha…

Guru-ji: Yes, but you cannot blame them Sanjeev for that! They are not exposed to that life which married ladies like Anita are. Isn’t it? What do you say Anita?

I was only able to nod as I was virtually shattered mentally the way I was exposed and humiliated in this puja-ghar!

Guru-ji: Actually I cannot understand one thing - when a married woman agrees for Yoni Puja, she must be aware that the Puja is directed towards her Yoni and then how can she keep it covered wearing a panty all the time! Isn’t it?

As I listened to him, I blushed more and more. My face drooped, as I could not shed the thought that Guru-ji, along with his four disciples viewed my panty-removal scene from such close proximity!

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, please bring her back here.

There was no need to help me and I walked down myself to the mattress again shamelessly - pantyless - and everyone very much aware of it!

Guru-ji: Let me finish the Lotus Touch and then we would proceed with Mantra Daan again.

Saying that Guru-ji just casually put his hand again inside my miniskirt and made the Lotus flower touch my choot. I felt so very bare inside and was utterly conscious this time. He brushed the lotus flower on my fully naked choot methodically and for a pretty long time, making me breathless, while he chanted Sanskrit mantras!

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Okay Beti, done! With the divine touch of the Lotus you will blossom more. As I told you Beti, Uday’s role as your husband is over, and Sanjeev will take his place.

Sanjeev now positioned me to face him by holding my arms and waist. He was standing rather close to me as I could feel his breathing already!

Guru-ji: Beti, in lovemaking hugging is a very essential part and we will start this session with that again.

Hardly could Guru-ji complete his words, Sanjeev put his arms around my back and pulled me towards him. Naturally I was rather hesitant and stiff to get intimate this time. It was hardly 10 minutes that a different male hugged and kissed me! How could I adjust so quickly? I was not a randi afterall!

But Sanjeev tried to make the best of this opportunity and embraced me tightly and immediately I could feel his hands sliding down my midriff towards my fleshy pumpkin ass. He was very intelligent and he knew as I was not wearing a panty inside my skirt now and he could easily feel the contours of my bottoms very evidently over my skirt. He began to feel my completely bare buttocks with both hands amply over the thin fabric of my skirt. Honestly as the rubbing, pressing, and cupping went on for some seconds, I was also unable to hold my resistance for long. Guru-ji also was acting as the catalyst for Sanjeev!

Guru-ji: Anita, what’s this! Do you remain like this when your husband loves you? Be open! Why are you trying to protect your breasts?

I felt so ashamed hearing that comment, as I in fact was trying to protect my boobs from getting directly pressed on Sanjeev’s chest, and I immediately removed my arms from there and embraced him. Sanjeev also welcomed this with a kiss on my neck as my both boobs now pressed openly on his chest. Sanjeev was making me aroused very quickly as he was constantly cupping my firm butt flesh with his hands over my skirt. I was feeling very, very uncomfortable as I was pantyless and constantly shuffled on the mattress.

Me: Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….

I shamelessly shouted and moaned as Sanjeev gave a series of squeezes on my gaand as if he was blowing the cycle-rickshaw horn!

Guru-ji: Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha! One more minute.

Though I was heavily charged up, I did not miss to repeat the mantra. Unlike Uday, Sanjeev was very much forceful and he was hugging me more tightly and the way he was continuously caressing my ass cheeks, surely my buttocks have gotten red by this time! I was well greased up sexually and surprisingly was feeling an urge from within to get more! Certainly I was not having this feeling initially when Uday was cuddling me, but definitely something was happening within me - I could clearly realize.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Good work Anita and Sanjeev! Now Anita you will undergo the most common part in lovemaking, which has been missing so far. Can you guess that?

I looked blank because I was more concerned of my increasing heartbeat, boosted blood flow, and the overwhelming feeling that was generating within myself for intimacy!

Guru-ji: Anita, you being a married woman definitely should have answered it. Anyway, it’s the very integral part of lovemaking and till now you have not experienced that- your breasts are still untouched! Sanjeev…

Before Guru-ji could complete his words fully, he simply hugged me from the front and this time his right hand directly grabbed my left boob. I felt as if something was exploding inside me; definitely it was not due to my boob pressing.

I was unable to figure out that it was the soluble sex-enhancing drug that I had gulped along with the charanamrit!

I hugged Sanjeev in a way as if I had never hugged a male! I seemed to be rejuvenated with high energy and was bubbling to have more. Sanjeev openly kneaded my left mammary and was feeling my boob’s tightness with his fingers and palm. Four other males were enjoying my shameless act with him! I was feeling so hot that I myself adjusted my body very evidently so that he could squeeze my boob more comfortably and within the wink of an eye Sanjeev’s hand was almost inside my choli!

Immediately there was another round of applause from Nirmal, Rajkamal, and Uday! Astonishingly instead of getting a blush out of shyness, I felt more inspired by the clap! For the first time, I myself tried to trace Sanjeev’s lips to get a kiss.

Guru-ji: Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha!

I did not know how I was still able to repeat the mantra in my mind! Sanjeev realizing that there was only about one minute left of this part of Mantra Daan, he was making love to me more vehemently. He was knocking hard on my pussy with his erect dick. Since I was pantyless, the effect was very prolific, and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Excellent job Anita! You will surely please Linga Maharaj! Now the next part. Beti, as you experience with your husband on bed, its exactly the same here too. When lovemaking heats up, you have to be more physical, and the barrier of clothes slowly gets to minimum. The good thing is that you have already opened your panty yourself and so just enjoy….

Sanjeev: Guru-ji, shall I open Madam’s choli now?

Guru-ji: Yes, but first I want Anita to kiss her new husband, because Sanjeev seems to be having dry lips! Ha ha ha…

Sanjeev again pulled me onto his body and this time I grabbed his waist pressing my juicy boobs blatantly onto his chest. I touched his thick lips on mine and started sucking them.

Guru-ji: Open her choli now Sanjeev….

I was in no position to react or protest, as I was fully engrossed in my own overdosed sexy feelings. I could feel two hands grabbing my ripe boobs and hastily trying to open the hooks of my choli. Sanjeev was not a skillful worker and tore two hooks of my choli before he could open all the hooks. He forced out his lips off my mouth so that he could compel me out of my choli.

Guru-ji: Terrific! Throw that in the sacred agni! Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai ho!

Sanjeev threw my choli in the yagya fire and I stood in front of everyone just clad in my strapless bra, which was so small that it was just hiding my boob areolas and nipples and exposing more than 50% of my flesh over it! The strangest part was that I was not feeling a tinge of shame and was enjoying the whole thing now!

Guru-ji: Anita, if he has opened your choli, you should take away his dhoti! Ha ha ha…

I was unable to see him as my eyes were tied and so Sanjeev himself helped me take away his dhoti from his waist. He took my hand onto his hard naked dick and made me feel that.

And there was another round of applause as I stroked his bare cock! Sanjeev again hugged me very tight and this time his erect cock was poking me very offensively over my skirt. He locked his lips into mine initiating another passionate kiss.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, show her bare ass to every one!

What? For a moment I could not believe what I heard, but honestly my mind was just not working! I just continued to respond to Sanjeev’s lip-to-lip kiss while he pulled up my miniskirt to reveal my macro-sized bare pumpkin ass to Guru-ji and his disciples. The way they roared and encourage Sanjeev made me feel for a moment that they were in fact treating me like a randi!

Guru-ji: Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha! One more minute!

Was there any significance of the mantra any more? I somehow managed to repeat it as Sanjeev sucked my lips while he continuously cupped and squeezed my large ass cheeks with both hands pulling up my miniskirt to my waist.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Mind blowing Anita! You are doing very well Beti! Tell me one thing, are you wet down there fully?

I was so dazed by the question that I could not reply anything at the first go.

Guru-ji: Beti, I am asking that after this lovemaking dose from Uday and Sanjeev, are you not wet there?

Me: Ye… ye… yes Guru-ji… ve… very much.

Guru-ji: Good. That’s what I want. Now Mantra Daan will provide you a unique experience.

He paused, probably wanted me to ask about that. I was somewhat out of breath as my blood was gushing through the veins, and I was feeling e-x-t-r-e-m-e-l-y excited.

Me: What is that Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: While your husband makes love with you, he is the only male who caresses your body, but now in this part of Mantra Daan, you will have two males giving you pleasures.

Me: What?

Guru-ji: Yes Beti. I can bet – you will love it. You can just it imagine this way that you have two partners who want to make love with you! Ha ha ha… Rajkamal will join you and Sanjeev.

What an indecent proposal! I stood there with my mouth half open still not realizing fully what I was hearing!

Rajkamal: Jai Linga Maharaj!

Sanjeev: Jai Linga Maharaj!

Before I could even react properly to this proposal, I felt two grownup males hugging me – one from the front and the other from behind. It was an awesome feeling as four hands grabbed and hugged me and I lovingly melted within those!

Guru-ji: Rajkamal, what is this? Open your dhoti! My Beti must be able to feel two lunds!

Rajkamal who was hugging me from the front opened his dhoti off his waist and readily pressed his crotch on my pussy area, while Sanjeev’s already erect dick was poking my ass crack pretty vigorously. Sanjeev was hugging me from the back tightly and his hands forced my hands to go up and encircle Rajkamal’s neck so that the sides of my boobs remained unprotected and he made the most of it.

Guru-ji: Arre Beta Rajkamal, kiss your wife! You have every right to taste her lips being her new husband… Ha ha ha…

I was myself dazed at my performance with two males! Rajkamal as if was waiting for that instruction only and quickly sneaked his tongue onto my soft lips and started tasting them. Then he took my lips into his and started kissing me.

It was just too much! I was going mad – this was the third male who was kissing me in a span of just 20-25 minutes! I myself failed to understand how was I tolerating all this! The situation was trending towards a point where anyone could do anything with me in this yagya room!

While Rajkamal was kissing and biting my tender lips, I could feel his young lund was getting hard in excitement and was now banging on my pussy door pushing my skirt. It was an impossibly c-r-a-z-y situation with two completely naked males groping me heavily. Naturally my pussy was very wet as my body was getting the feel of two erect dicks on my body!

Guru-ji: Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha!

By now everyone was aware that once Guru-ji utters the mantra there was one minute left of that session. I was virtually sandwiched by the two males as they heard the warning bell and I repeated the mantra in my mind.

Me: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….. Uiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii……… Oucccccccccccccccchhhhhhhhh…

I was emitting all sorts of vulgar sounds as Rajkamal and Sanjeev were piercing my youthful flesh. Without any hesitation they were touching me at my intimate parts and four hands practically raped me in my standing posture without actually fucking me! Sanjeev was the more desperate of the two and he pushed out his hands from below my armpits and now inserted them straight into my bra! He could easily feel my naked globes clasped in my bra and invaded them with great vigor. At one point it seemed to me that it was not my bra, which was holding my big boobs, but it was his palms doing the job!

Me: Uiiiiiiiiiiiiii……….. Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…….. Urreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee………

Rajkamal was not far behind as he licked, sucked, and bite my lips time and again while his free hands were roaming on my body with his young erect dick was poking me very impolitely on my wet pussy.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! What a great performance Anita!

The two males left me and I was looking “horrible” as they left me. I could realize that my left boob was almost completely out of my brassiere and exposed to everyone. My skirt at my back was also bunched up at the waistband, which Sanjeev must have done while fucking my gaand with his lund all this time. Thus my whole round gaand and my left breast was totally exposed to all the males present there. My entire body was aching so much with sexual desires that I was reluctant to even cover me up properly! I had not lost all senses (I wondered how) and hence tried to gather my composure back and pulled down my skirt and also pushed my left tit inside my bra. But the most peculiar thing was I was continuously getting stimulated – not only by the touches of these males but also due to my awareness of my exposure to multiple adults!

Guru-ji: Were you able to repeat the mantra Beti?

Quite a natural question, I thought!

Me: Ahhhh…. Ye… yes Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Good! That’s very important. Anyway, by now if you were in bed, your husband must have drilled your choot! Ha ha ha…

Sanjeev: Guru-ji, any male finding Madam in this state could not have resisted but to fuck her. She is a sex bomb! What do you all say?

Uday and Rajkamal chorused “Sure! Sure!”

A round of laughter followed that and honestly my head was spinning listening to such vulgar talks from the Godman and his disciples.

Guru-ji: Anyway, jokes apart, Anita, I am sure you enjoyed that twosome affair thoroughly.

I had no control on what I was doing and I smiled shamelessly and nodded.

Guru-ji: Okay, now you have another new husband! Nirmal. Thank to God Beti that you don’t have so many husbands in real life, otherwise in one week your choot would have become a canal…. Ha ha ha…

I was standing like a statue only, not even reacting. What was Guru-ji up to? After this, will he ask the whole village to come and kiss me?!!?

Nirmal: But Guru-ji…

Guru-ji: Yes, I know Nirmal. Anita, I will have to make a special provision for your new husband for his short height. He will use a stool to show his love to you.

Me: What?

I could not stop laughing now.

Guru-ji: Beti, unfortunately, he is not blessed with tallness and I request you to be a little sympathetic to him.

I smiled again forgetting my compromised state completely. It must have been some sight - a man climbing up a stool to make love to me! Thankfully I missed the scene as my eyes were still tied.

Guru-ji: Rajkamal, you now to go Anita’s backside.

Suddenly I felt a new pair of hands on my body. That dwarf! Nirmal. That clumsy fool! He got the opportunity to caress me! I felt his rough lips touching my lips straightway and he held me by my arms and his fingers immediately started pressing my half-exposed mammaries! Nirmal took his time and slowly exerted pressure on my lips as he began to suck them. Rajkamal was not idle of course! Immediately he lifted my skirt from my back and exposed my ass cheeks and started tracing my ass crack with his lund! Simultaneously the rouge was cupping my ass cheeks with both hands.

It seemed to me that I was breaking all records of randi-giri in this Puja-ghar! I was being kissed by the fourth man in hardly half an hour’s time! Nirmal felt my firm tits with his hands while his tongue went deep inside my mouth licking the insides of my whole mouth. He then moved his lips all over my face and went down to my neck and shoulder.

Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…….. Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……… Oh! Orrrrreeeeeeee………I can’t take it… P-l-e-a-s-e!

Nirmal easily traced my nipples, which had already grown to their maximum resilient size, and he started twisting them thoroughly from over the fabric of my brassiere. I was almost pushed to the brink and was so excited getting further male touches that I held Rajkamal’s erect dick and tried to push it in my choot!

Guru-ji: Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha! Last few seconds…

I could barely repeat the mantra, as my head seemed to be just “blank”. Nirmal and Rajkamal used their free willpower to invade my jawani and left not an inch of my almost naked body unexplored.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Fantastic Anita! She deserves a big round of applause from all of you for being so cooperative!

I was warmly greeted by claps from Guru-ji’s four disciples.

Guru-ji: Beti, you have successfully completed the Mantra Daan and now I will complete the Yoni Puja. Rajkamal, do me a favor, open her eyes now!

Me: Guru-ji… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh…. Please have mercy on me….

I was so desperate that I was virtually begging for a fuck now!

I felt a pair of hands opening my cloth strip from over my eyes. For a moment everything looked so blurred, but as some time passed, I was able to see everything clearly. Automatically my eyelids dropped as my eyes met each of Guru-ji’s disciples. I did not even know any of them just a week ago and today they all had kissed me and caressed my most intimate body parts, which only a female can share to his husband.

As I was able to see everything loud and clear, I felt so very ashamed!

Momentarily the sexual urge in me got beaten by my rational senses, though it was pretty much short-lived. Briefly I visualized the images of my home, my family, my husband, my neighborhood – all blinked up before my eyes. The daily illustrations of myself giving tea to my father-in-law in veiled state, carrying out Puja with my mother-in-law, decently covered up attire when I go to neighbor’s house, the love of Rajesh…. everything as if flashed upon my eyes.

And, when I see myself here in the Puja-ghar – I distrusted myself sensing the stunning contradiction that I have undergone! I am standing in front of five males in an almost nude state – pantyless, choli-less and groped, kissed, and caressed heavily by all of them! How could I allow this? Have I gone out of my head?

In spite of my initial very strong thoughts I was slowly overtaken by my stimulated physical condition. The sexual urge within me (due to my drugged state, unknown to me) was slowly overshadowing all my positive thoughts.

I as if woke up by Guru-ji’s loud reverberating voice.

Guru-ji: Beti, don’t feel shy. Every woman who undergoes this Yoni Puja has to go through this. I have seen so many married ladies shedding their last clothes themselves in sheer excitement during Mantra Daan. In fact, being a young housewife, you have done much better than them!

I was still unable to meet eyes with any of the males present there including Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Beti, come near me. Let me complete your Yoni Puja!

Guru-ji was holding some flowers in his hands and now he started chanting mantras in Sanskrit as I stepped forward to him. I was still standing on the white mattress while Guru-ji was sitting by the side of it. He now did something very surprising! He took the platform on which the Linga replica was placed and indicated me to stand on it!

Me: I will stand… on that?!

Guru-ji: Yes Beti, as now you will be the goddess whom I will worship! That’s the norm of Yoni Puja and this is a transformation phase from Mantra Daan to Yoni Puja.

Me: But… but…

I was thoroughly confused.

Guru-ji: Stand on it Beti. You will now take the place of Lord Linga. He is satisfied by your Mantra Daan presentation.

I was not able to think deep into it and followed Guru-ji’s command. I stepped on the wooden ornamented platform where some moments ago Lord Linga was residing!

Guru-ji threw the flowers that he had in his hand on my feet. Then he took “kumkum” (=red liquid used to decorate our feet) in his palm and mixed it with flowers from the tray.

Me: O-u-c-h!

I could not stop emitting that exclamation (though very mildly) because as I was standing on the pedestal, the table fan that was running near my feet made my skirt fly up and exposed my choot and gaand very sexily. My reaction was very natural and spontaneous and it was such an awkward situation that I had to virtually press my skirt to my thighs so that it did not fly.

Guru-ji: Hold these flowers in your hand Beti till I finish the Puja.

Now I had to give both hands towards Guru-ji to take the flowers and immediately as I did that my miniskirt started flying exposing my naked bottoms and pussy. It was indeed a sexy upskirt scene and everyone must have been enjoying it. I took the flowers and kept my hands right away over my skirt, but Guru-ji’s next command proved my efforts to be futile.

Guru-ji: Beti, hold the flowers in your hands in the form of prayer.

As I folded my arms for a prayer, the table fan made my miniskirt fly freely and my juicy choot was exposed right in front of Guru-ji’s face.

Guru-ji: All of you sit down around the mattress and hum this mantra: Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha!

O my God! If all four males sit on the mattress, they would be clearly able to see my big naked ass and pussy below my flying skirt! I looked around anxiously, but could do not anything. I was cursing the table fan, but never realized that it was pre-planned and placed there exactly to get this effect when the woman undergoing Yoni Puja stands on the platform. I looked down for a moment to assess my condition and was shocked to note that since I was standing at a height (though less that a foot from the mattress) on that platform, Guru-ji and his disciples were getting an incredible view of my naked lower half of the body with my skirt fluttering very naughtily. I immediately closed my eyes and was not looking down in utter shame, but could realize that I was again succumbing to my sexual urge, which I somehow kept in check for some minutes with my mental strength.

Guru-ji also made me more inclined towards my urge, as he began to rub the kumkum on my naked legs and thighs. His hands were freely moving on my naked plump thighs exploring the insides and the back too. I was clenching my lips with my teeth and almost shaking in ecstasy. Guru-ji had lighted agarbattis in his other hand and was moving them in a bunch in front of my choot as if worshipping it! This went on for a few minutes. I again started peaking as his fingers and palms brushed my upper thighs now touching my choot!

Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuu….. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Guru-ji was exploring my pussy area slowly feeling every bit of it while he was continuously chanting mantras supplemented by his disciples’ humming “Om Eim Hrim Klim Chamundayei Vicche Namaha!”

Guru-ji: Beti, can you just part your legs a bit…. Yeah!…. Yeah! Fine.

Guru-ji checked the distance between my parted legs by inserting his fingers touching my asshole! I was trembling in excitement and my juices were flowing off my choot. Guru-ji unmistakably could see that and I was starting to go wild when he actually inserted his finger into my choot! Guru-ji’s finger was strong, rock steady, and long enough to reach deep into my pussy hole. He was slowly moving his erect finger in my choot feeling my tight vaginal walls and was pushing it more and more inside my juicy love spot. I was going crazy and was self pressing my tight mammaries with my folded arms as I moaned aloud very shamelessly. I never ever had experienced this sort of a long teasing in a standing posture and honestly Guru-ji had a magical finger – it remained straight, it was filling up my choot very well, and its subtle circular motion inside took me out of this world.

Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaah… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh… Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

Guru-ji was increasing the frequency of his finger moving in and out of my choot. His finger naturally was filled with my hot vaginal juices and I noticed his face was so close to my choot now that he can actually kiss it!

Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu……… Oooooooooooooooo………. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…

I simply could not hold it any more (probably because of the prolonged groping by different men during Mantra Daan) and started cumming. My whole body jerked and ached as my vaginal muscles cramped on Guru-ji’s inserted finger.

Me: Oooohhhhhh….. Aaaaaaaahhhh… Eeeeeeeeiiiiii…. Uuuuuuuuhhhh…

I was splashing his finger with my juice and my legs getting wider and wider. My whole body bent in my standing posture and the table-fan now virtually made my skirt nonexistent by making it fly to my waist! It must have been a grand view for all of Guru-ji’s disciples and extremely teasing too! Guru-ji realizing that I have had an orgasm slowly took out his finger from my vagina. I desperately wanted to lie down on the mattress and fortunately for me that’s what the doctor ordered!

Guru-ji: Beti, you can lie down and relax. Sanjeev, give some more charanamrit. She must be thirsty!

Before I lied down on the mattress, I eagerly gulped down some more charanamrit, as I was feeling rather thirsty, not knowing at all that it would only hasten up my sexual urge. Sanjeev came near me and held my skirt up with one hand and wiped my thighs with a cloth, as they got sticky with my vaginal juices. He did it with such a casual approach that I was stunned as I gasped for breath after the thorough finger fuck. I felt exactly like my little childhood days when I was in junior school in Class I or II and have urinated in my school uniform and the fourth class staff was cleaning me pulling up my skirt!

Sanjeev also wiped off drops of juices from my choot hairs! I was depicting the biggest ad for shamelessness because here I was a full-bodied woman, married, 30+ and was lying on the mattress with my hairy choot completely exposed!

Guru-ji: Thanks Sanjeev.

Guru-ji gave me some time to recompose myself from the orgasm I had just now and then started again. Till such time I lied on the mattress with my exposed pussy, my fully bare thighs and legs, my miniskirt twirling under my round hips, and my boobs almost toppling off my strapless tiny brassiere. Guru-ji was performing some “archana” while all his four disciples continuously gaped at my juicy jawani!

Guru-ji: Beti, are you in a condition to listen to me?

I was feeling much calm and relaxed now as my juices have flowed out.

Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji.

I replied from my supine position.

Guru-ji: Beti, do not allow the goal of your Yoni Puja to wipe off your head. That will help you to keep focussed. As I said, you must enjoy the sexual torment that you gather in course of it. Okay?

Me: O… okay Guru-ji.

I meekly replied.

Guru-ji: Now I will guide you through the Yoni massage and Yoni Sugam, which are not only unique but also very exciting. I think you will like it the most – this I am telling from my years of experience with married ladies undergoing Yoni Puja. As I have seen previously that most ladies want to be fully naked during this time, but that’s not a compulsory condition for this stage.

What’s left for me to be naked, I wondered! The whole of my lower body was bare and in fact the most private region of any female, her choot, was exposed – what more did he want?

Guru-ji: The goal of Yoni massage is not orgasm Beti. Orgasm is often a pleasant and a very welcome side effect, which most females desire also, but Beti the goal is to pleasure massage the Yoni for removing all hindrances in it. Getting me?

I nodded from my lying posture.

Guru-ji: I hope the Yoni massage will build greater intimacy and trust among us and will surely expand your sexual horizons Beti so that you would be in a better position to satisfy your husband on bed once you get back to home.

Again home? Oh No! Guru-ji again reminded me that I have a family life, which did not resemble in any way what I was doing now. The way I was seductively resting on the mattress with a heavy dose of exposure in front of these males would have been a total shock to any of my family members.

Me: Guru-ji… please… don’t remind me of my home… now…

Guru-ji: Oho. I can understand, but still you should not think negative about your present state, as this is only a part of the Maha-yagya for which your mother-in-law herself agreed when she came over here. Isn’t it?

Me: Hmm… true, but…

Guru-ji: Anyway, lets forget that and concentrate on the massage.

Me: Better Guru-ji.

Guru-ji now became active with the procedure of Yoni Massage. He came near me and made me lie on my back on the mattress with a couple of pillows under my head.

Guru-ji: Beti, I hope you would not mind if I remove your skirt now because as it is…

Yes, “as it is” it was exposed. My 30-year-old, matured, used, hairy choot was visible to all!

Me: Ummss… (I tried to say “yes”)

Guru-ji instantly opened my skirt button and threw it to a corner and made my lower half of the body fully unclothed.

Guru-ji: Anita, can you see your choot from your position? That’s important in Yoni massage.

I looked down at my pussy and yes I was able to see the thick tuft of my choot hairs and my slit. I nodded.

Guru-ji: Good. Now Beti, just lift your gaand a bit. I will place this there for your comfort.

As I lifted my heavy buttocks off the mattress, Guru-ji placed a pillow covered with a towel there. Then he spread my legs apart with the knees slightly bent (Guru-ji placed cushions under my knees ass well) and this whole action readily made my genitals clearly exposed and evident in front of his face.

Guru-ji: Beti, if you allow I will sit between your legs.

I parted my legs more so that he could sit in between my legs. Guru-ji sat in a cross-legged fashion on a pillow. Everything seemed to be planned and arranged so neatly!

Guru-ji: Actually Beti, you know, this is the best position as it will enable me to gain full access to your Yoni and also to other parts of your body. Now I will start. Just close your eyes once and do a prayer to Linga Maharaj so that your Yoni massage is successful and Yoni Sugam is smooth.

Before Guru-ji made body contact with me, I did the prayer with an anxious mind and a throbbing heart.

Guru-ji: Now take a deep breath. Pause. Release. And then take another. And, throughout this process you should take deep breaths Anita, but do not hyperventilate. Okay?

I followed Guru-ji’s instruction and he himself was also demonstrating what he said to me. He gently started massaging my naked legs, thighs, and abdomen as if in a preparation to touch my Yoni! Except for my tits, the whole of my body was lying nude and my wheat-colored body was looking was as if glowing like molten gold in the light of yagya fire. I had closed my eyes and enjoying his touch on my body and I could clearly feel an additional urge from within myself to get more physical with Guru-ji!

Guru-ji: Uday, hand me over the oil.

Guru-ji now poured a small quantity of the oil on the mound of my Yoni. It was just enough to drip down the outer lips and the oil quickly covered the outside of my pussy. Guru-ji now started to gently massage the mound and outer lips of my Yoni. Instantly I was feeling rays of shocks traveling all over my body. No one ever had massaged my pussy like this before. Yes, I did receive brief periods of pussy massages from my husband during foreplay on different days when we met on bed, but those were very short-lived as he was always more eager to dig his pole in my hole rather than devote time to this. Naturally.

Guru-ji was very slow but emphatic and he was digging out the real woman out of me! I already started to moan and moan quite loudly! His strong fingers played with my pussy and I really enjoyed that to the brim. Guru-ji was tenderly squeezing the outer lips of my pussy between his thumb and index finger and was sliding up and down the entire length of each lip.

Me: Orreeeeeeeeeeee… Oooooooooooooooooo….

It was so, so enjoyable that I felt it was better than a long boob squeeze even! Now Guru-ji repeated the same for the inner lips of my vagina. I was getting so thoroughly excited that automatically my left hand got folded and moved over my firm boobs. I moved the fabric of my bra so that I could get skin touch my nipples and started twisting them. I momentarily forgot that there were other four males present in room watching me and was doing this self-stimulation act blatantly in front of all!

Guru-ji was proceeding further! He was now softly stroking my clitoris with clockwise and counter-clockwise circles and squeezing it between his thumb and index fingers and of course I was very much aroused.

Me: Oooooooooooo………Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu…. Issssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhh…

Guru-ji: Beti, try to take deep breaths and relax as much as possible.

Me: R-el-a-x! Guru-ji… Oooooooooooo…. Immediately I need a good….

Guru-ji: Okay, okay… don’t talk much… just enjoy.

Guru-ji now slowly inserted his right hand middle finger into my pussy, which was already dripping with my hot juices. He started exploring and massaging the insides of my vagina with his finger. I lifted my hips more and more in pleasure and was making loud moans. Guru-ji was remarkably slow and was very gentle as he felt the insides of my pussy - up, down, and sideways. I wondered how could he say “relax” as he was fingering my choot – which was rather thirsty now as coming to the ashram I was aroused a number of times without being fucked and this time I was more than desperate. In fact my condition was so hopeless that I was ready to lie down with any of the males in the room if Guru-ji continued to act the Godman!

With Guru-ji’s palm facing up and the middle finger inside my Yoni, he started moving his middle finger in a "come here" gesture and honestly that made me go wild with excitement.

Me: Orrrrrrrrreeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiii……… Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…… Uuuuuuuuuuu…… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…..

Guru-ji: Shout Beti… Shout and enjoy… I am actually touching your G-spot now! According to Tanta, this is the most sacred spot! Aaaaaaahhhh….

For the first time Guru-ji also seemed pretty excited! He was constantly varying the pressure, speed, and pattern of his finger movement. Guru-ji waited for a while at that posture as I continued to enjoy his touch beyond my pubic bone.

Guru-ji: Beti, since your choot is pretty much used…

Me: What? Used?

Guru-ji: I mean Beti your husband has fucked you so many times after your marriage… actually I wanted to use the word “used” in that context… Ha ha ha… Got it?

Me: Oh….

Guru-ji: So, I want to try the double-fold massage. I will insert a second finger in your Yoni. If you feel pain, do let me know immediately. Okay Beti?

Me: W-h-at? My God! O… okay Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Don’t worry Beti. Your vaginal path is quite broad like any married woman who is used to regular fucks. He He he…

Guru-ji slowly inserted his finger that's between his middle finger and pinky finger. It was an awesome feeling! Two fingers exploring my choot did not hurt me at all, but now my vaginal path felt so full that the feeling was of a thick tight cock inside my choot!

Me: W-o-w! G-r-e-a-t! Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!

I was certainly enjoying thoroughly and was now openly shaking my hips as if I was actually fucked. This action bowled me over and the increased stimulation I was getting from two fingers was just i-n-c-r-e-d-I-b-l-e!

Now Guru-ji did something, which actually opened all gates for me, and I totally surrendered to him. The little veil that was there among all these lewd acts swept off like a dry leaf in the storm. Guru-ji casually, without even informing me, slowly pushed his pinky finger of his right hand into my ass hole! My initial reaction was I simply was tongue-tied. Guru-ji’s right hand was doing wonders - two fingers of that hand were in my choot while the pinky finger of the same hand was in my gaand hole!

I sprang up in excitement and was heavily gyrating my big gaand with shouts of loud grunts as I advanced towards a wild orgasm. I enjoyed this double-finger fuck for a couple of minutes more and honestly, by then I was eagerly wishing to have Guru-ji’s whole body on mine and not just his fingers inside my cunt! I wanted to be pressed, crushed, squeezed, and loved by him. Guru-ji was “antaryami”! He slowly pulled out his fingers from my cunt hole and wiped it on my naked marble-like thighs. I was writhing in ecstasy and naturally was longing for more. I was anxiously holding back my juices for a hotter climax.

Guru-ji: Beti, your Yoni massage is complete and I must complement you for the tightness you have in your choot!

I smiled again but continuously shuffled on the mattress among the pillows with my nakedness very much evident to everybody since I was feeling rather uncomfortable in this highly stimulated state (both drug effect and Guru-ji’s fingers).

Guru-ji: No… actually I mentioned that more because you are married for 3 years plus, but still your vaginal path is pretty tight Beti. And in fact I can say that confidently as I do this finger exercise in every Yoni Puja. In most cases due to excessive use by their husband, the vaginas of most married women are pretty “loose”. From that angle, your husband is a lucky chap! Ha ha ha…

I again smiled in return and surely looked like a classy randi lying naked (except for my boobs) on the white mattress in front of my “customers”.

Me: Guru-ji… please. I … I cannot remain… I mean Guru-ji I cannot remain like this any longer… Ahhhh…

I could not stop myself, but to plead Guru-ji shamelessly, such was my condition.

Guru-ji: Yes Beti, I will quench your thirst!

For the first time in my whole ashram treatment process Guru-ji gave me a positive signal towards intimacy! He slowly toddled towards me as I was lying on the mattress among the pillows and just then the whole room was illuminated by powerful lights. Uday actually switched on the all lights and to my surprise the lights were not like the ones that we use in our rooms, but resembled like bulbs I saw in a photo studio. I naturally coiled up a bit as I was aware of my nakedness.

Me: Why… Why so much light Guru-ji?

Guru-ji: Beti, its only a part of the Maha-yagya where Linga Maharaj actually sees your Yoni Sugam process. Don’t bother about those and concentrate on the pleasure that you are extracting.

Saying that he playfully touched my belly button while his body was nearly fully over me. I was certainly not in a condition to think deep on any subject because my mind was only focussed on more physical pleasures! If I were a little conscious I could have easily understood that so much illumination in a room is only needed for photography and from that point of time everything I did was filmed on tape! My whole affair with Guru-ji on the mattress in front of four other males was fully recorded!

Guru-ji was instantly up to his task! He directly caught the top of my brassiere and pulled it up to reveal my full-sized matured breasts. Honestly I felt very comfortable as he freed my flesh off my bra. My mammaries naturally had become very taut and firm during the course of Yoni Massage. Guru-ji ran his palms very lightly over my exposed tits and I just shuddered in implausible pleasure. He took his face near my boobs and looked at them closely while slowly cupping each and feeling the warmth and firmness. He could feel the hard nipples jutting out of my boob surface on his palms, which signified that I was tremendously aroused.

Me: Ahhhhhhhhh… Please…. Do something…., Guru-ji…. Don’t tease any more…..

I was unable to control myself and hugged him in a half-lying state. I sensed his hands moved towards my back and unhooked my bra.

I was completely naked now. What a relief! That was my initial reaction when Guru-ji threw my bra towards his disciples. There was a big round of clap. My 30-year-old wheat-colored gorgeous breasts were fully exposed now to everyone. Guru-ji avoided my hug and looked at my naked breasts intently.

Guru-ji: Anita, you have lovely breasts. They are so dense and fleshy…

He was checking my boobs with his hands and commenting.

Guru-ji: Yet so very firm and tight! Anyone would be inclined to think that your husband does not milk you properly! He he he… Really! Even after three years of marriage such tightness…. Unbelievable!

Guru-ji rolled his hands on my naked mangoes and often twisting my large, darkish nipples, which were protruding out of my tits very evidently. He continued cupping and fondling my breasts very slowly and I was finding it very difficult to control myself. I tried to hug him tight and my lips were licking and biting Guru-ji’s very broad shoulders. I noticed immediately Guru-ji bent down over my tits and took one of my nipples into his mouth and started sucking upon it.

Me: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…. Ooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiii….

I was as if taken to seventh heaven the way Guru-ji was sucking my swollen nipple. He was not only sucking the nipple as my husband would normally do on bed when he fucks me, but in fact Guru-ji took the whole of the areola of my right breast in his mouth and was sucking that while his tongue was playing with my nipple inside his mouth! It was just a superlative sexual feeling! My pussy had naturally started to ooze out juices and my whole body was squirming in extreme excitement.

Guru-ji took each of my naked breasts in turn in his mouth and sucked them adequately before making me lie fully on my back on the mattress and placed him right over my jawani.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, take away my dhoti.

I saw Sanjeev came from behind and unwrapped Guru-ji’s dhoti from his waist making him fully “nanga”.

The most striking part was that by now all the males present in room were all completely naked! The four disciples of Guru-ji were standing with their hanging wonders and Guru-ji was poking his into my choot hairs!

The scene was just too awesome and obviously very much frightening for any matured lady with so many naked males around.

Guru-ji now craftily slowed down the process as he started straightening my hairs on my head and kept his palm lovingly on my forehead. My eyes automatically closed as he stroked my forehead. My big firm breasts were getting squashed on his broad chest as his full body weight was more or less on me.

Guru-ji: Beti… close your eyes and relax. You must learn how to lengthen your orgasm.

Me: Guru-ji, I can’t… I am…. I am so much excited… Please do….. do it quickly….

I whispered back shamelessly.

Guru-ji: Take my tip. Hold back your breath for some moments and it will definitely help you lessen your intense excitement - that way you can easily satisfy a male for a longer period of time!

I obeyed Guru-ji’s instruction and held my breath back a couple of times and it really helped! Amazing!

Me: It works Guru-ji! It works!

I reacted like a child!

Guru-ji: I know Beti. It has to work! I have dealt with so many women throughout these years. Ha ha ha…

As my excitement lessened a bit, the normal things started to bug me. The high illumination in the room seemed to reveal even my skin pores!

Me: Guru-ji, the lights… it’s so bright…

Guru-ji: Anita, I told you a tip to lengthen your orgasm, bit did not ask you to defocus! Why are you focussing on lights? Though I can understand… Nangi ho na is liye! (=as you are naked that’s why)

I blushed and smiled shyly acknowledging what he was saying was accurate. Guru-ji now turned me to one side and began cupping my large ass cheeks with his right hand.

Guru-ji: Hmm. Very nice! Very firm!

It exactly seemed as if he was testing vegetables at the market and commenting before buying as he groped and inspected my gaand. I was again getting too much excited as he began rubbing his swollen cock on her fleshy bottoms. I tried to lay still allowing Guru-ji to fondle my tender body as per his wish. He also parted my ass cheeks and tried to figure out the depth of my ass crack and there were words of encouragement from his disciples as he did that! I noticed that Uday, Sanjeev, Rajkamal, and Nirmal were now on the mattress and very close to us.

It appeared to me as if I was making love in public! Had I not been drugged, I surely could not have gone to this limit of shamelessness. I was compromised to such a state now that even if one by one fucks me now I could not object to that! Thankfully I was drugged and hence was not able to think deep and rational.

I kept my eyes closed as Guru-ji was making his advances very emphatically and I started to part my thighs more and more!

Guru-ji: Kya gaand payi hai Sali! (=What a pair of buttocks this bitch has!)

Guru-ji’s hands dropped down now rubbing and feeling the smoothness of my silky thighs and legs. Guru-ji started kissing and massaging my very well formed fair thighs. Guru-ji now again turned me supine and started kneading the fleshy mound of my thick hairy choot.

Guru-ji: Anita, you know, very few women whom I have fucked all these years has this sort of a hairy choot. In fact I do not like clean shaved choot, but that’s probably because most of the time I get the opportunity to fuck conservative housewives only. Ha ha ha…

I was only groaning and shuffling in excitement in utter sexual thirst not realizing the mask of Guru-ji was slowly falling through the crack as he preparing to screw me hard.

Guru-ji ran his fingers all along my slit manipulating my labial swelling and teasing my clitoris.

Me: Uuuuiiiiiiiiiiii…… Oooooooooorrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeee……. Maaaaaaaaaaaaa…….. Oooooooooooooooooo………. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…….

That’s all I was left with and Guru-ji along with his disciples was thoroughly enjoying my extremely stimulated state. I just went on widening my thighs and offered my choot fully for his access, and that too very willingly!

Guru-ji: Anita, let me see whether you are fully ready for the climax or not. Folks, lets see how much Anita is eager to have my lund!

Guru-ji addressed the last few words for his disciples and immediately pushed his middle finger very strongly into the slushiness of my vagina.

Me: Ooooooooooooooooooooo……… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………

I was simply on cloud nine! O! What a feeling! I never got such a tease from Rajesh!

I very eagerly lifted my large buttocks and accommodated Guru-ji’s finger better in my choot reflecting my eagerness and fervor - very, very shamelessly. And immediately there was a round of applause by clapping from Uday, Sanjeev, Rajkamal, and Nirmal.

A literal dumfounded ambiance! I continued to act immorally in my delirium.

Guru-ji now smelled my choot like a street dog! I could feel his hot breath of my choot and adjacent areas and soon he just started rubbing his face on my thick tuft of pubic hairs.

Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii… ………………

I was left in the seventh heaven as I felt Guru-ji’s pointed nose on my choot, choot hairs, and my “lips”. When the tip of his tongue probed into my engorged vaginal lips, a shiver of extreme pleasure ran down the length of my body. I was discharging and was surely peaking for a huge orgasm as I tossed my head on the pillow from side to side, moaning and groaning, and gyrating my fleshy buttocks rhythmically.

Guru-ji: Beti, I will do the Yoni Sugam check now. Jai Linga Maharaj!

Guru-ji told in a hoarse voice and quickly spread my naked thighs wide apart and also pushed up both my knees to touch on either of my shoulders. I could well realized I was getting positioned for the fuck and honestly I needed that badly. My whole body was aching like anything. Guru-ji placed a pillow below my hips and pushed up my hairy choot on top. I looked round to note that four pair of thirsty eyes were gaping at my spread out pussy. I must be looking utterly vulgar and cheap lying like that on the mattress, but yet so exciting for those males!

Guru-ji did not waste a second and placed his enormous throbbing cock at my vaginal opening and began to push the cock-head into my hole. I was so, so excited in anticipation to have that large, thick, nourished cock in my pussy that I just kissed Guru-ji on his cheek.

Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Sssssssssssssssssssssss………

I cried out in ecstasy as he slowly pushed his erect monstrous dick into my choot. This was the first time I was getting fucked by another man apart from my husband! It was a “paap” I knew, but neither my mind nor my body was in a position to debate on that. I eagerly lifted my hips to accommodate more and more of that enormous meat. As Guru-ji’s cock began to gradually slide into my choot, the upper part of his body came over my bare jiggling tits and his face was right over mine. His lips slowly came down on me and whispering “Jai Linga Maharaj” in my ears he started kissing me. His warm thick lips took control of my lips and he started sucking the honey out of my full lips.

It was indeed different! The whole feeling – having the Godman on my body, his calm and composed lovemaking, his thick warm lips, his strong shoulders, his stout legs, and of course his monstrous cock. The feeling was so “full”, which actually every woman desires for!

Guru-ji was stroking slowly at the beginning while he continued to kiss my lips and his whole body was balanced on his right hand as his left arm started pressing and squeezing my firm boobs. There was no big rush (unlike my husband) and the pleasure was so long lasting!

Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Moooooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeee! G-u-r-u-j-i…. Mooooooorrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeee…….

Guru-ji was enjoying my fully blossomed jawani spread on the mattress with deep long strokes. I was as if melting under his body. I was very evidently and shamelessly thrusting my hips to have the whole of his thick meat inside my cunt. Honestly I was feeling a very much “filled up” sensation inside my choot. My walls were stretched to maximum to accommodate Guru-ji’s thick erect lund. I was in fact raising my buttocks voluntarily and fucking myself back and could realize his cock inching inside my wet choot!

Guru-ji: How are you feeling Anita? You must enjoy fully and do not think that you are ditching your husband in any way.

Me: Ummmmmmmmmmm…. G-r-e-a-t f-e-e-l-i-n-g G-u-r-u-j-i…

Guru-ji: Just enjoy… Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai Linga Maharaj!

Saying that Guru-ji pushed apart my thighs still further so that my legs were pushed up over my head! Guru-ji kept thrusting his lund into my tight choot with speed and force. I was heaving up and down on the mattress as my choot received his forceful thrusts. I was naturally sweating heavily as Guru-ji continued to pump his cock furiously (now) into my hairy cunt.

Guru-ji: Anita, what a choot you have dear! So tight! Wow!

My body was being thrown up and down with his thrusts I was loudly moaning and biting my own lips hard. I was surely getting to the discharge of my orgasm. Seeing that Guru-ji now started slamming his cock with full force and vigor into my choot.

Me: Ooooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiii……… Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh……..

Guru-ji slammed into me still more deeply and I could feel the whole cock inside my choot. Apparently I had a doubt at the back of my mind that whether I could take Guru-ji’s monstrous lund fully in my choot, but I was surprised and overjoyed that I could take that fully into my pussy without much difficulty!

Now I wrapped my arms and thighs tight around him and I started to fuck my vagina upwards onto Guru-ji’s penis, with such force and pressure. I knew I could not hold it any more as I was heavily cumming. My whole body jerked as my vaginal muscles gripped Guru-ji’s penis and I had a wide burst of my orgasm.

Me: Oooooooooooooooooo…………. Mmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……….. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu………… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……… Oooooooooooiiiiiiiiiii…

I moaned deeply and very, very loudly as my vagina began to release my juices in full force. My nails dug deep into Guru-ji’s back and my thighs wrapped tighter and tighter around his torso. My orgasm lasted for more than a minute and I kept moaning throughout. And finally I collapsed breathless dead tired.

Guru-ji: Beti, now it’s my turn to fill your barrel.

Guru-ji now was drilling me with much force tasting my womanhood fully with his strong and enormous manhood and my vaginal muscles gripped his cock and started pressing it to deliver the semen. The rhythmic thrusting by Guru-ji was making my big boobs jiggle continuously and I surely felt as if in heaven. Guru-ji was indeed a special male as I was pretty sure that no normal male could hold back his fluid even after drilling his cock for so long in my tight choot, but Guru-ji was extraordinary. Unlike my husband, whose longivity is at most 2-3 minutes in my choot (once we both are totally charged up), Guru-ji dragged this beatutiful experience to almost 10 minutes and still he was prepared to milk me more! He was still grinding my slippery choot with his erect tool at the same pace at which he started, yet not ejaculated for once!

But finally Guru-ji let his own orgasm burst and he slammed his cock deep into mine making me feel seventh heaven. I was shouting in excitement as I felt my choot was getting filled with his ejaculation. Unlike my husband, the unloading of his semen was also unique as it was a long process (my husband is just eager to offload his load into my hole and then starts snoring!) and the thrust at which Guru-ji’s cum was hitting my vaginal walls was just making me drool like anything. My whole body shivered and I wrapped my arms very tight around Guru-ji and hugged him.

Guru-ji: (whispered in my ears): Beti, are you happy now?

Me: Ummmmmmmmm…….

I could not react anything more.

Guru-ji: My seeds will help you get pregnant Anita. Don’t worry!

My eyes got closed in satisfaction and exhaustion.

Guru-ji: Anita, you are just wonderful. Even after marriage you are very tight and sexy. Your husband should roam like a dog around you all day. What a fantastic choot you have! Ah! I was very much satisfied after a gap. It sucked out my cock like a vacuum cleaner. Ha ha ha…

I smiled as I was listening to him with eyes closed. I was feeling so very relieved as I was feeling unrest within me (due to the drug effect from the charanamrit).

I was still relishing the effects of the grand fuck by Guru-ji and was wondering when was I last so must satisfied after an intercourse? Hardly there were days in my married life that I extracted so much “prolonged” stimulation and thrill from having sex. I thanked Guru-ji in my mind for giving me that pleasure. I still had not recovered fully from my “slurry” state and was lying absolutely naked on the white mattress in front of Guru-ji and his four disciples with my eyes closed.

Guru-ji: Beti, was this the first time getting fucked by a second person other than your husband?

Me: Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Okay… which means you do religiously stick to the social norms. You know Beti, most married women who come here for Yoni Puja revealed to me that they had copulated once or twice with another male apart from their husbands. But Beti, do not hold an ill notion about them because actually most of them did that when they were utterly frustrated not getting a child may be 5-7 years after marriage.

Me: Hmm… okay… understandable.

I was replying to Guru-ji with my eyes closed. It felt so good to lie like that on the mattress in Guru-ji’s strong arms.

Guru-ji: And from my vast experience I have seen that it does work in cases where the husband’s sperm are weak and mostly non-motile. It does work in cases where a matured 35-year-old woman gets a fuck within her fertile period by a younger male and also vice versa as in your case. I am pretty sure the way you have undergone all the Puja and treatment, you will surely reap the benefit.

Me: I must… Guru-ji… I will die if I do not….

Guru-ji: I know Beti and since you have been so well behaved and committed in the ashram that I am very glad… and I will ensure your gift… I mean pregnancy.

I opened my eyes, smiled and nodded to express my gratitude. Guru-ji also in return and smiled at me and then gently brought down his face on me and kissed my lips. My lips had tasted so much of male saliva by this time that I almost forgot how my saliva tastes! Guru-ji’s thick lips sucked whatever juice was remaining in my lips, though there was hardly any due to the invasion by so many males in such a short time!

Guru-ji: You know Beti, most of the women who came to me for Maha-yagya got pregnant after getting back home and surely you would be no exception. Yes, I need to check for certain other things later and I feel you won’t mind that.

Me: Of course not Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Okay. Now that Mantra Daan, the Puja, Yoni Massage and Yoni Sugam are complete and with satisfactory results, we will wrap up with the Jan Darshan. Take a little rest and then we will do that. Jai Linga Maharaj!

Guru-ji alighted from the mattress kissing me on my forehead, as I lay there on the mattress in bright yellow light in front of his disciples.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev give her the medication and Beti you just relax while I will be back in five minutes.

Sanjeev handed me a cup in which he had poured a green colored medicine.

The taste of the fluid was great and as it passed through my throat it gave me a very satisfying feeling along with a cool effect. Since I was still not 100% out of the effect of that drug (mixed in charanamrit) as well as the very impressive fucking that I just enjoyed with Guru-ji, I preferred to close my eyes and rest for a while on the mattress. Honestly I was eagerly recapping Guru-ji’s wonderful calm and lengthy style of fucking.

Sanjeev: Lets move to this side so that Madam doesn’t feel disturbed.

I could sense without opening my eyes that Sanjeev and others moved towards the door of the puja-ghar. I was feeling sleepy though was quite conscious. I was still stark naked – my choot, thighs, belly, navel, tits everything was exposed in the bright light of the room. It’s not that I was not aware of that, but the effect of Guru-ji’s fuck was so mesmerizing that I forgot about my nakedness and preferred to rest and revisit the enjoyable moments.

Sanjeev, Uday, Nirmal, and Rajkamal were gossiping amongst themselves in a low tone and all parts of their conversation was not reaching me also. In fact initially I did not pay any attention to what they were saying, but as I heard some phrases, I automatically got inclined to listen to them.

Nirmal: What do you think? This Madam looks so beautiful, how can she have a problem?

Sanjeev: It’s not Madam who has the problem probably. Her husband seems to be having problems with his ability.

Uday: Surely, she has the tightness of a teenager!

Sanjeev: Kya re! Which teenager did u taste my dear in recent times?

Uday: Ha ha… No, I am just saying… true! It’s been so long that I have not fucked a sweet sixteen!

Sanjeev: See his desire! Sala… Sweet sixteen! Dhoondte reh jaoge!

Rajkamal: Why? Have you all forgotten Asha?

Sanjeev: Oh! How can I forget her! Kya maal thi yaar! Alas! None of us could fuck her!

Rajkamal: True! But I still visualize her small hairy choot and tight apples and masturbate.

Nirmal: I wish Asha comes here in the future for any problem… He he…

Uday: Still! We should be happy that we were able to see that sexy maal fully naked.

Rajkamal: Uuuuuh! Kya doodh thi!

Uday: Pio glass full! Ha ha ha…

Rajkamal: I wish I could fuck her and definitely she would prefer me due to my age.

Sanjeev: Huh! Drink your age and be happy! Sala!

Nirmal: But friends, this Madam is also very attractive considering she is matured and married too.

Sanjeev: Uh! Yes, that I admit! Even after so many fucks, I am amazed to see the tightness of Sali’s tits!

Nirmal: Uuuuh! Yes, she has rubber-tight breasts did you notice her nipples! Uhh… Always in attention pose! Ha ha ha…

Sanjeev: If I were her husband, I would have sucked them all night!

Rajkamal: With your height, you can only daydream of that Nimal bhaiya!

Ha ha ha… There was a roar of laughter.

Nirmal: Shut up! Why? Did Priya Madam not told in front of everyone that she loved me…

Sanjeev: Nati Priay’s love for…

Nirmal: Don’t call her “nati”!

Ha ha ha… Again there was a roar of laughter.

Uday: But yaar Sanjeev, whatever you say, Priya Madam gave our Nirmal a lot of indulgence.

Sanjeev: Indulgence! This motherchod took bath one day with her!

Uday: Sala! Have you forgotten her husband! A pure Undertaker! If he knows that our Nirmal washed his biwi’s peeth while bathing…

Rajkamal: He will simply swallow our Nirmal bhaiya! Ha ha ha..

Nirmal: Chop salo! That’s my credit to enter with her in the toilet!

Sanjeev: Credit! U-u-h! Seems he has forgotten the slap of that bitch… what… what was her name…?

Rajkamal: Sandhya Madam! Sandhya Madam!

Sanjeev: Yes, yes. Why? Mr. Nirmal? Have you forgotten that?

Nirmal: Huh! That was just an accident.

Rajkamal: Oho! Accident! I still remember it. The setting was almost like this. Guru-ji had just completed fucking that bitch. Then there was some problem and so the Jan Darshan was scheduled next day. We all bid her good night, but this chodu…

Uday: Hey… wait naa… E Nirmal, tell us once more … what happened that day.

Nirmal: Huh! But that was not my fault…

Sanjeev: Okay, okay, it was not your fault. But come again.

Nirmal: You all were waiting for me when I went inside her room. Right? When I entered there I saw Sandhya Madam was standing in front of the mirror. I thought she was combing her hair, but soon found that she was checking something in her choot by lifting her petticoat in front of the mirror. As she saw me she dropped her petticoat and turned towards me. As I conversed that bitch was constantly scratching her choot openly in front of me. I thought she was giving me a signal. She asked me to make the bed and as I was doing that she went to the toilet. I noticed she left the toilet door half-open and as I peeped in I saw she was again inspecting her choot lifting her petticoat. I could not resist myself and went inside the toilet….

Sanjeev: And then we all heard the intensity of that slap!

Ha ha ha… Again, there was a roar of laughter.

Rajkamal: But whatever you say, this Madam is quite special. She possesses such a tight figure that will spin any head.

Nirmal: O yes, this Madam is very special! Oh! What a large sexy gaand she has!

Sanjeev: Haa yaar! She is a bomb! We all must attempt to fuck her once.

Rajkamal: Hey… slowly… she might hear us.

Nirmal: Yes, yes. Softly… softly.

All the good feelings that I was having during and after the fuck was gradually evaporating listening to these talks of Guru-ji’s disciples! It seemed that they had no respect for any female! Unfortunately, Guru-ji was still not back and there was more left for me to hear!

Sanjeev: This bitch reminds me of Chithra Madam!

Uday: Oh! Sanjeev! You hit the bulls’ eye!

Rajkamal: Yes, yes. She should get the best bitch of the ashram award!

Nirmal: But honestly yaar, would anyone like to have such a wife?

Uday: No way!

Sanjeev: Whenever you go to her room you will always find that randi in her knickers. I doubt even at home she hardly dresses up properly. All neighborhood boys and uncles must have fucked her once! Ha ha ha…

Rajkamal: Arre on a couple of days I even caught her with a cucumber in her hand when she opened the door!

Uday: But boss, she satisfied us all.

Sanjeev: O yes, o yes! After her Yoni Puja she was free for all.

Uday: Sali… took two males a day! What a bitch!

Uday: Yes, after lunch Rajkamal shared her bed and after dinner Sanjeev, it was your turn. And next day after lunch it was me and after dinner it the turn of this chodu!

Nirmal: She was 35 or 36! Was it?

Sanjeev: Yes, matured and very much experienced. Her figure though was a bit flabby!

Nirmal: How can it remain tight if she is so hungry!

Uday: But still she was childless!

Rajkamal: And do you remember when his husband came to take her, he was thanking us like anything!

Sanjeev: Ha ha ha… He did not even know his wife was acting Draupadi here.

The roar of laughter was now giving me goosebump all over my body, not out of enjoyment, but out of fear!

Sanjeev: But I will always repent for Preeti… that Marwari housewife.

Uday: Yes, I always wonder how you missed her! She was so close to you!

Sanjeev: Yes yaar! From the very beginning as this Anita is fond of you, Preeti was also fond of me. But I could not quite…

Rajkamal: You should take lessons from Uday Bhaiya! See, he has already pinned this Madam except for a fuck in her choot, which I guess would be a cakewalk for him considering the fuck Madam got today…

Ha ha ha… There was again a big roar of laughter and a cold wave was as if trickled down my spine. Uday - he also treated me just like a mere sex object and nothing else!

Uday: Sure friends! I promise to fuck hard this super sexy bitch after the yagya. Guru-ji was saying her choot is still very tight… Her husband must be a big chodu! Sala…

Sanjeev: I hope this Anita does not turn out to be another Priya! Somehow she was not ready to compromise again! Arre.. after she was fucked by Guru-ji, the very next day I took her to the nearby Ramshila hillock for a walk. The place remains desolate and I thought it would be a safe place to fuck her there.

Uday: But there was some inspection going on…

Sanjeev: Right! Sala… They did not have any other day to do their measurements. As we sat there and I was trying my best to heat her up, those men showed up to do some measurements there for a factory!

Uday: Ahaaaaaaaa…. So sad!

Sanjeev: You bastard! I wish you also get into a similar situation with this Anita!

Nirmal: Okay, okay, carry on!

Sanjeev: After failing at Ramshila, I thought immediately after lunch I would take my chance, but… You know these villagers… From 02:00 p.m. this fucking lot would start flocking around the ashram for Guru-ji’s darshan. The time was so short that I was not able to convince her for the fuck, but indeed she was a tough nut boss!

Uday: You missed the bus and that’s history now!

Sanjeev: Priya was different yaar! You won’t believe that at one time I had opened all the hooks of her blouse and my hand was inside her brassiere, but still she was mentally strong enough to refuse me for the fuck! Just imagine! And somehow I could not exert force on her…

Rajkamal: Oye! How can a woman refuse to lie down after she allowed you to open her blouse!

Sanjeev: Huh! These housewives… They are great nakhrewalis Raj!

Sanjeev: Pseudo-conservativeness! In front of Guru-ji they can do anything in the name of Puja, but with us in the leisure they will come up with reservations in the name of social norms, morality, cheating, etc.

True! True! They all chorused.

Nirmal: Whatever friends! It’s a great pleasure to see these shy housewives getting shameless coming here to the ashram.

Uday: A few years back the setting was more open and we surely used to extract more pleasure, isn’t it Nirmal!

Nirmal: O yes! Raj missed that!

Rajkamal: Yes I know, but I am satisfied with what I am getting now.

Uday: Still Beta. Previously any woman coming for Maha-yagya had to be naked throughout… Ahhaa…

Sanjeev: Abbe… not only that! Tell something about the bathing! Raj will bounce his head on the wall.

Uday: O yes! Raj previously any woman who underwent Maha-yagya had to bathe in a small artificial pond in the ashram. The depth of the tub was such that if anyone does not basic swimming rules would not be able to float there.

Nirmal: Though most women coming from the rural side knew swimming – still seeing a naked woman swim is some sight!

Sanjeev: Not only that… there were few housewives who came from the towns and did not know swimming and we used to teach them swimming. Ha ha ha…

Nirmal: Yes, yes… And I instantly remember one and only Alka Madam?

Uday: Oho! That Madam who complained to Guru-ji that Nirmal was holding her breasts during swim classes and that she could not concentrate on learning! Ha ha ha…

Ha ha ha… There was a roar of laughter again. I was wondering where had I come! Ashram or Harem!

Rajkamal: Then what happened?

Sanjeev: Alka Madam’s swim teacher was changed Uday Saab was appointed!

Nirmal: He he… His first prescription was Alka Madam’s sari.

Rajkamal: Meaning?

Uday: Abe she was a hot maal, but she pretended not to reveal that. On the first day while showing her how to remain floated, I abundantly pressed and squeezed her tits over her blouse and I could make out of her face that she was enjoying. At the end of that day I asked her that next day she needs to go inside water without her sari to reduce weight.

Sanjeev: And our Uday Saab completed the swimming class when Alka Madam went inside water in her blouse and petticoat, but got out after the swimming class in her bra only!

Rajkamal: Only bra! My goodness! Uday bhai! Jai ho!

Uday: Ha ha ha… Actually Alka Madam did not use to wear anything under her petticoat and moreover during those days wearing a panty was not in vogue that much among married women.

Nirmal: Ei ei ei… Sssh… Sssssssssshhhh…. Guru-ji is coming back.

Though I was not fully in my senses by still listening to all these from Guru-ji’s disciples I was quite shocked and startled. It seemed they have no respect for any female and considers all housewives who come in the ashram for treatment as “cheap”! I had developed a lot of affection for Uday, but listening to the chat he was having with others, I felt so distressed!

I could hear footsteps of Guru-ji and opened my eyes. The strangest thing however was whenever Guru-ji came into view every thread of my thinking got jumbled and then whatever HE said seemed to be the right path – such was the magic of his presence!

Guru-ji: Sanjeev, give Anita a towel to cover herself.

Sanjeev came up with a towel, which could cover only one part of my body – either my boobs or my pussy. I preferred to cover my pussy and thighs and sat in front of Guru-ji in a topless condition. Sanjeev, Uday, Nirmal, and Rajkamal were all staring at my big firm undulating breasts – naturally!

Guru-ji: Beti, before you start reaching conclusions and start feeling cheated and anxious in your mind, I want to clear up the mess so that you are transparent to your inner self. Okay?

Me: Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Look Anita, after the initial thrill of what you had minutes before are over, you will start feeling depressed as subconsciously you will sense an urge to feel “cheated” or a sentiment like “you have cheated your husband” or “you have gone so much down” etc. and so on and so forth. Just put a period there.

Guru-ji’s voice was strong and loud and it was so powerful that my brain stopped working as he weaved his logic even though I was quite conscious by then.

Guru-ji: Neither you have cheated your husband, nor I have cheated you, nor you have gone down morally. You are here for a treatment and it was my realization that with medications alone you could not achieve your goal. There was some blockade in your vaginal path, which hopefully will be cleared now. But if it remains, the male seeds cannot meet yours properly. Getting me Beti?

Me: Ji… Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: So the fact that you have enjoyed sex was a part of your treatment only. You might argue that why was it needed as you meet your husband on bed regularly. Isn’t it?

Yes, right! Since I am fucked by my husband already, why was this fuck needed! I nodded and looked eagerly at Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Beti, did you not notice a difference in the style in which your husband fucks you and the way I fucked you?

My ears started to warm up and become red listening to such lewd things discussed so openly!

Guru-ji: Beti, you have seen my lund…

Saying that he smiled at me very suggestively. It seemed he knew very well that his enormous dick would be a welcome site for any matured female, especially married. I gently nodded my head, but was feeling immensely ashamed to reply such questions.

Guru-ji: …and you must have noticed that I fucked you in a different mood. But why? Just to ensure that I dig my pole deep enough inside your choot so that even if there are any subtle obstacles they are cleared.

He again smiled and I had to avoid eye contact with him in shyness.

Guru-ji: So Beti, don’t think that since you have lied down with me, you have done a big sin or something like that. It was just a part of my treatment. Tomorrow before concluding the Maha-yagya I will examine your choot again and do any needful further should that be a requisite. Am I clear?

Me: Ji Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Are you clear in my mind?

Me: Ye… yes Guru-ji… but… I mean… as you can understand…

Guru-ji: I can understand that. You are surely not familiar to lie down with any male, but you are very loyal to your husband and that’s what is expected from you Beti. Your conservativeness is your strength Beti… I encounter several married women here. There are a few like you - well mannered, well cultured, and devoted to her family, but yes, definitely there are exceptions too, who only are in search of new enjoinment! But ultimately they fail to achieve their desired goal Beti, but you will not! Jai Linga Maharaj!

Me: Jai Linga Maharaj!

Honestly whatever I heard from that chat diluted a lot in my mind already!

Guru-ji: Now the last part of your Yoni Puja – the Yoni Jan Darshan. So lets move forward for that.

Guru-ji got up from his seat and was about to leave the room. I was a bit confused – where to go? And how can I go outside the room like this? Without wearing anything?!? I stood up holding the small towel in front of my pussy, though it was really of no use because all of the people present in that room had seen my naked pussy for a prolonged period of time. But still I was standing with my hands in front of my choot holding the towel!

Sanjeev: Guru-ji… err I mean…. you have not briefed Madam regarding Jan Darshan.

Guru-ji: Oho! Sorry. Anita, you come down with me and we will assemble in the courtyard for your Yoni Jan Darshan. Unfortunately as per the norm you have to come completely naked outside. There you will clean your Yoni with “Ganga jal” and then do the Jan Darshan to four persons who would actually signify the four directions, i.e. East, West, North, and South. Okay? Uday, Rajkamal, you two come with me. Hurry up!

Saying that he hurriedly left the puja-ghar along with Uday and Rajkamal. I stood there like a statue!

I was left stranded – going out in naked condition and showing up my choot to “four persons”…. Four persons? Who are they? Nirmal, Sanjeev, Uday and Rajkamal? If that was the case, then why did Guru-ji not say ‘that’; why did he mention “four people”?

What to do? My thought process started jumbling up! I experienced almost a virtual blackout. Guru-ji had already vanished through the door outside. I was utterly confused and perplexed and the joys of the fuck were starting to quickly drying up in this new situation.

Forgetting everything about the “chat” that I heard when I was lying with my eyes closed on the mattress after my fuck, I immediately sought help from Sanjeev only!

Me: Sanjeev…. I mean… How can I… How can I go out like this?

Sanjeev: Madam, all ladies who undergo Yoni Puja go to the courtyard for Jan Darshan like this… I mean without wearing anything.

Sanjeev was cool as cucumber.

Me: But… please understand! Its… its… Okay, okay! Tell me what did Guru-ji mean by “four people”?

Sanjeev: Which four?

Me: He said to me naa… ‘…do the Jan Darshan to four persons who would actually signify the four directions…’

Sanjeev: Oh! Madam, you seem to be too anxious! Yes, since we four are involved in your Puja, we cannot stand as directions indicators, so it has to be…

Me: Another four men?

I almost screamed!

Sanjeev: Yes! Of course! But Madam, relax…

I was already having dry lips and cold fingers in apprehension and nervousness and now seeing the inevitable I straightaway held Sanjeev’s hand and begged for help.

Me: Sanjeev… please understand… I am an adult woman … how can I go and stand like this before four more unknown males! It’s absurd… please…

Sanjeev: Oh! Madam, you are jumping into conclusions too fast!

Nirmal: Yes Madam. Why are you so anxious?

Me: You just shut up!

Sanjeev: Madam, listen to me first!

Saying that Sanjeev held me by my shoulders and gave a jerk to grab my attention. As I looked up into his eyes I could sense my big tits jiggled and swayed very sexily. I rarely had this sort of an experience that someone was holding on to my shoulder to talk to me while my boobs are hanging naked! Yes, I do have conversations with my husband in a topless condition, but that’s naturally on bed in an intimate state.

I could feel Sanjeev was feeling my naked shoulders with his fingers as he gripped me there. I was standing pretty close to him and my firm protruding tits were inches away from his chest.

Sanjeev: Madam, calm down. No one is unknown to you! No one.

Me: But… but who are they? Sanjeev… please tell me!

Sanjeev: Madam, you are a disciple to Linga Maharaj! You have taken diksha and have undergone the Yoni Puja! Still you are so shy! I am surprised!

Me: Sanjeev please… tell me who are they?

Sanjeev: Pande-ji, Mishra-ji, Chotu and Master-ji.

Nirmal: No one is an outsider Madam, so why are you so worried!

My lips parted wide in exclamation and I almost froze as I listened to the names.

Sanjeev: Madam, I thought you should be comfortable, as you know each of them pretty well.

Me: But… but… how can I…

My throat choked and in fact trickles of tears came to my eyes imagining my compromised state.

Sanjeev: Madam, I can understand your state of mind, but since this Yoni Jan Darshan is an integral part of the Puja, Guru-ji cannot exclude it by any means. Yes, he might change the four persons who would represent directions.

Nirmal: But Sanjeev, would Madam be more comfortable to Ramlal and all?

Me: No! No!

My reaction was instantaneous listening to Ramlal’s name. It was still better to go naked in front of these people, but not to the likes of Ramlal-type males.

Sanjeev: Madam, so you can yourself understand… Moreover, why are you so worried? Mishra-ji and Master-ji are elderly persons, you should not shy in front of them.

Nirmal: And Madam, surely you can ignore Chotu as he is too small to assess your beauty. He he…

Sanjeev: Very correct! Yes, I agree that you will find a bit hesitant in front of Pande-ji as he is a middle aged married person.

I was amazed to see the assessments done by these two males for me! I could well realize there was no escape and I had to do it. Sanjeev in the meantime seeing my undecided state was trying to take advantage of my naked condition.

The brute…

He was holding me by my shoulders and now in the process of convincing me he came so close that my swollen and pointed nipples started touching his chest. I immediately retracted and maintained a decent distance. I closed my eyes and thought for a while. Honestly I hardly have walked naked in my own house and here I need to walk down the ashram to the courtyard outside! And there I have to stand in front of four other males…. Oh No! How could I do it?

Nirmal: Madam, we are getting late…

Sanjeev: Yes Madam, we cannot wait here forever.

Seeing no way out, I had to agree to move ahead.

Me: Okay then, lets go…

I said reluctantly.

Sanjeev: Sure Madam, but you need drop that towel…

Me: Oh! Ye… yes…

I dropped the towel off my waist to the floor and stood completely nude in front of Sanjeev and Nirmal. They both naturally were ogling at my sensual beauty – my 30-year-old fully blossomed unclothed figure! I remembered right at that moment that just before my marriage my aunt came to our house and stayed till my marriage and she helped me one day with my bathing using a herbal body shampoo. That day I got fully naked in front of her in the toilet, but afterall she was a female, but still… After attaining maturity that was probably the only time I was completely naked in front of another person.

Sanjeev guided me through the door of the Puja-ghar outside to the corridor.

I wondered when I had last stepped outside the room in this fashion. Yes, I had been naked a number of times with my husband on bed in our house or in hotels when we used to go for a trip, but never ever had I walked in the house like this – in a completely stripped condition – probably not even once after marriage!

I walked very slowly through the corridor of the ashram – almost dying in shame with each step – my barefoot feeling the cold floor, my big round boobs jerking and undulating as I placed my feet on the floor, my fleshy buttocks swaying as sexily as ever as they always do under my sari, but today they were fully exposed! Nirmal was walking behind me and he must be enjoying that view to the maximum.

Naturally I was walking with my head down and suddenly I collided with Sanjeev because he stopped abruptly. Naturally my firm mammaries momentarily pressed against his body as I collided with him.

Me: What… what happened?

Sanjeev: Uff! These mosquitoes… are they not biting you? Madam, be very cautious! As you are not wearing anything, you are most prone to their bites.

There was no need to remind me of my stripped state and as I looked down at my firm naked boobs I only could let out a sigh. Sanjeev slapped his own foot twice or thrice and then started walking again. I walked past the corridor as it meandered through the ashram towards the courtyard.

Slap!

Me: Ouch! Hey! What’s this? Uffff…

Nirmal: Those blood suckers! Killed them both! See…

My ears got red instantly and my face flushed as I turned back and looked into Nirmal’s palms to see a couple of dead mosquitoes. He actually slapped my bare right ass cheek to smash the mosquitoes! It was so unexpected that I could not even react properly to this utterly outrageous behavior. Slapping a woman on her ass and getting away with that – almost unimaginable under normal circumstances, but here my crippled condition helped Nirmal to get away with that.

Nirmal: Sorry Madam about that, but hope I did not slap you too hard there?

I gave him a strong look and tried to convey the message through my eyes that I did not like his approach at all, but was not in a position to teach the bastard a lesson. My right ass cheek was in fact paining as he slapped very tightly on my firm round flesh.

Sanjeev: Madam I hope he did not slap you too hard because … I mean Madam your buttocks look very much fair… err… and if there is a red spot due to his slap, it would look rather odd in front of everybody.

I was simply baffled at such a comment and swallowed my annoyance somehow; I looked downwards to the floor biting my lips.

Nirmal: Sanjeev, it’s too dark here. I can’t see Madam’s bottoms properly.

Sanjeev: Why don’t you take this torch and check! If Guru-ji notices it can lead to a problem.

Saying that he instantly handed over a pencil torch to Nirmal.

Nirmal: Yes, yes… I still remember that Priyambada Devi case. Uhh!

Me: What nonsense is this!

Sanjeev: Madam, just a minute. Be patient! Madam, you yourself will be in an embarrassing state if Guru-ji detects any spot on your naked gaand.

Me: What? But… why?

By that time that bastard Nirmal had switched on the torch and was focussing on my large naked ass. I felt so very dishonored, as if more that being in my state of nakedness!

Me: Stop this! What’s going on? Switch off the torch you brute!

But Nirmal did not listen to me and focussed the light on my round butter-colored buttocks. Sanjeev also came to my back to check my ass!

Sanjeev: Madam, don’t be silly. Tell me what you would tell Guru-ji if he detects a spot there?

Saying that he pointed towards my gaand. I stopped for a moment. I never thought on that line. I was still feeling the pain of Nirmal’s slap on the tender flesh of my right buttock. I actually now touched the area with my hand and…

My God! The skin felt quite hot already due to the slap!

Sanjeev: Madam, you cannot go like this! Just see… No one would miss this spot!

Nirmal: Madam, if Guru-ji asks you, how did you develop that you will be feeling embarrassed… that’s why we were trying to help you so that you do not encounter a clumsy situation.

Me: Huh! It’s all because of you… you rascal!

Nirmal: Sorry Madam, but believe me it was not intentional… Sanjeev, do something yaar!

Sanjeev: Abbe sale! That’s what I am thinking only… I do not want Madam to get into a sticky situation like Priyambada Devi!

I naturally got a bit curious (even at that situation) hearing a female name twice from their mouths.

Me: What’s the relation with what you said… what Devi? Pri…

Nirmal: Priyambada Devi! Priyambada Devi!

Me: What happened to her?

Sanjeev: Madam actually Priyambada Devi came to our ashram a couple years ago for a similar problem like yours, but she was quite elderly by the time she came here. She was nearing 40. Actually Madam, how to tell you… err…

Me: Sanjeev… I am not in the mood to…

Sanjeev: Yes, yes Madam I know. Actually what happened in her case was - even after undergoing Yoni Sugam with Guru-ji, Priyambada Devi was in the hunt for more! Probably the heat inside her body had not precipitated and while she was walking down this corridor like you for Yoni Jan Darshan, she tried to… she tried to…

Me: Tried what? (I was naturally impatient out of my womanly virtues)

Sanjeev: Madam, she tried to influence me to… I mean… she wanted another round of… err… you can understand Madam.

Me: My God!

All along I was standing fully naked in front of Sanjeev and having the conversation! Never ever in my life had I done this, not even with my husband - whenever I had been without clothes with my husband, it was of course on bed, and bed only. The only comforting factor for me here was the semi-darkness of the corridor, which did not reveal my whole body too evidently to the two disciples standing near me.

Sanjeev: Just imagine! I tried to convince her that she had come here for a cause and she must complete that appropriately. You know Madam even I went to this extent and told her that if she wants, I will… err…. fuck her after the Maha-yagya, but she was…

I didn’t know why I was getting so curious to know the end of this “bullshit”, but unexplainably continued to probe Sanjeev to do so ignoring my stripped condition and forgetting about the slap that I just had from Nirmal on my butts directly.

Me: Then what happened?

I asked with curly eyebrows as if investigating a detective case!

Sanjeev: Madam, she was nearly 40; she was begging me in a completely naked state; she had a large body habitus with full heavy breasts and a big ass… err… more flaring than yours! She was… I mean Madam… so persuasive and nagging that I had to agree to her, but no sex of course till the yagya was complete.

Me: What has that to do with me? I am still not getting a relation…

Sanjeev: Listen to it naa… We started hugging and kissing each other standing on this corridor and believe me Madam, the way she was making love to me made me feel that as if she was not touched by her husband for ages!

I shifted eye contact from Sanjeev, but was still keen to know further.

Sanjeev: Madam… err… Priyambada Devi soon forced my mouth to be on her… I mean… breasts and she made me suck her nipples. In fact, she even confessed this before in a chat to Guru-ji that she loved the most being sucked on her boobs.

I was visibly feeling uncomfortable to this detail description. I started breathing heavily and my firm naked breasts started moving up and down at a slightly faster pace making me look more indecent of course! Automatically out of reflex my left hand went over my choot and realizing that Sanjeev was following my hand, I quickly shifted it off my nangi choot. Sanjeev was smart enough to realize that I was feeling uncomfortable and added more doze of description.

Sanjeev: Madam, there is nothing to hide in front of you… Priyambada Devi was married for around 10 years and I don’t know how many times her husband had sucked her boobs – her nipples were this big Madam! (he indicated with his fingers) I have seen the naked breasts of so many married women, but never ever did I notice such large protruding nipples! They were just like the feeding bottle nips, that big! Obviously Madam, you can well understand, I got very much excited being seeing the opportunity to suck such juicy things. Madam… whose wife, who was sucking… Huh!!

I swallowed once and clenched my teeth mildly as I was more uncomfortable now - as if I could visualize Sanjeev sucking the breasts of a naked woman standing in this corridor!

Sanjeev: Madam I made the mistake there! I went so wild getting the taste of her elongated nipples and the way she was thrusting her big breasts on my face that I started bite her flesh and also my nails dug deep onto her naked breasts. It was a very heated session and she forced me to finger fuck her choot to release her heat before she calmed down. But by that time the damage was done.

Me: What… what damage?

Sanjeev: Madam as per norms no woman should indulge in additional sexual or heating up sessions within the time period of the Yoni Puja, but Priyambada Devi violated that to satisfy her own extended sexual thirst.

Me: Hmm… Then?

Sanjeev: Madam, if Guru-ji had not noticed those marks on her tits, she still could have had a let away, but the marks made by my teeth and fingernails were so prominent that she was caught and as a punishment had to undergo her Yoni Puja once again the next day!

Me: My God!

Sanjeev: Madam, that’s why we are so concerned! For you! Not for us! Madam, almost once a month we get to see a naked married woman, so you will be very wrong if you feel that Nirmal slapped you on purpose to touch your nangi gaand.

The dwarf was smiling, as wickedly as ever! I turned my focus again to Sanjeev.

Sanjeev: Madam, we do not want you to be in a similar situation. Because Madam your gaand is so fair in color, Guru-ji cannot miss that red spot…

Nirmal: And moreover even if we try to authenticate the true incident he won’t believe you as Guru-ji will surely conclude that you were involved with us… In fact more so after that Priyambada Devi case and he might just get very upset. All your good work would spoil…

I was instantly convinced the way Nirmal placed the things.

Sanjeev: Madam, Nirmal is absolutely right. Guru-ji won’t believe you. Actually unlike males, after a fuck a woman often still desires more and Guru-ji surely would conclude that you were involved in lovemaking with us and we have squeezed your gaand so hard that it’s looking red like that!

Nirmal again switched on the torch and checked my naked buttocks.

Nirmal: Ish… I should not have slapped so hard! Am again sorry Madam.

Sanjeev: No use crying over spilled milk. Madam, you decide what to do. Will you go like this or…

I hardly have a choice and had to succumb to their plan!

Me: ye.. yes… I mean no, obviously not. I cannot redo this Yoni Puja… Oh! No!

Sanjeev: Then we have only one way out!

Me: What’s that?

Sanjeev: Madam since the right side of your gaand is looking reddish, we can do one thing – we can try to get the same red tinge on the left side too!

Me: What?

Sanjeev and Nirmal both looked amusingly at me.

Me: You mean you will slap me again there?!?!

Sanjeev: Is there any other way you have in your mind?

Me: But… but…

I was trying to think very hard about an alternative, but was not getting a clue when Nirmal placed the solution.

Nirmal: Madam, one thing I have noticed in most fair-colored woman that if you squeeze and rub an area of their body for sometime it gets red instantly.

At that very moment I also remembered my husband saying once or twice that my buttocks turned red when he pinched/massaged it vigorously.

Me: Right, right! You are right!

I almost cried out like a child. They both looked at me in some disbelief – I seemed to be too eager to get an ass pinch! Instantly I realized that I could not verbalize what I was thinking.

Me: I mean err… okay, but by no means I would redo this Yoni Puja.

Sanjeev: Don’t worry Madam, you just stand still, we will do the rest.

Nirmal: Both your ass cheeks will look equally red and Guru-ji won’t be able to pick it up! Come to this side Madam.

Nirmal and Sanjeev almost dragged me to a dark corner, but here there was a railing.

Sanjeev: Madam, hold that railing with both hands and just bend your body from your waist. Like this.

He demonstrated it for me. He held the railing, stretched his hands, and then bent his body from the waist so that his hips protruded out. Though the pose was rather vulgar, but I was too eager to avoid a “redo” Yoni Puja situation.

As I stood like that I felt a pair of hands (of course Sanjeev’s) starting to touch, feel, massage, and rub my smooth left ass cheek. As his fingers touched my naked left buttock, naturally my whole body shivered but I had to control myself as the main aim was to get the reddish tinge on my left ass also.

Nirmal: Madam, since we don’t have much, I think if I gently massage your other ass the red spot will likely lose the prominence.

Me: O… okay.

I thought it was logical, as I myself was thinking to massage my right ass, as it was still paining. My whole focus was to avoid a Priyambada Devi incident.

Instantly I felt another set of hand on my other ass cheek. Both were fondling and rubbing my firm bottoms at their free will.

Sanjeev: Switch on the torch once…

Nirmal switched on the torch on my naked ass again.

Sanjeev: Madam, its not turning red. Shall I apply a little more force?

Me: Sss…. sure.

Sanjeev now started openly cupping and caressing my smooth pumpkin like ass with both hands. He was kneading my ass flesh and digging his fingers deep on my ass skin. He was also pinching my ass at times while Nirmal was more gentle in his approach as he rubbed and felt the smoothness of my whole right ass.

Me: Is it regarding… red now?

I had to ask shamelessly as I reaching the limits because of heated condition due to this very erotic action by two males.

Sanjeev: Hold on for some more moments. It has started to get red Madam. Nirmal don’t just rub that area where you slapped, you try to make Madam’s whole ass red. Then it will look even.

I was dumbfounded by that statement as I felt Nirmal started to knead my right ass cheek strongly with his dwarf hands. Sanjeev also started massaging and squeezing my left ass cheek more forcefully. I was already sweating with two males continuously playing with my macro-sized pumpkin ass. My nipples had got erect and hard and my grip over the railing was also getting tighter with each squeeze on my butts from Sanjeev and Nirmal.

I could not keep the control on me and started to give out mild moans as I began to like it quite a bit. Hearing my soft moans probably both males started to squeeze my ass more vigorously and I could feel one of them had started tracing my deep ass crack and forwarding his finger towards my anus!

I was producing slightly louder moans now as I had started to enjoy the male hands on my full buttocks and the two males as if instantly judged it and I soon realized their bodies closing on me. Sanjeev and Nirmal’s hands were now not restricted to the periphery of my hips and had begun to touch and feel my smooth bare back and the rear-sides of my naked upper thighs.

This went on for some more moments as I shamelessly enjoyed the duet groping.

Sanjeev: Madam, it’s not getting… I mean equally red… I mean your full gaand.

I could not stop smiling listening to that and simultaneously blushed abundantly. The libido inside me had subsided after I was fucked by Guru-ji, but these two males had cleverly heated me up again.

Me: Then do some… I mean… err… do this for some more time.

Sanjeev: Madam, I think a few mild slaps would be needed to get it red… err… I mean Madam only pressing your gaand is not yielding the desired result.

Me: (irritated) Err… then do that!

I was myself surprised that I so easily agreed for a spanking session!

Sanjeev: Okay Yes Madam I know very well that you don’t want to redo the Yoni Puja… Nirmal, you just massage Madam’s right side and I will gently spank Madam’s left gaand.

Saying that immediately Sanjeev started smacking my left buttock lightly and in no time increased the intensity with which he was slapping my bare ass. My gaand being very and firm, the flesh started to jiggle and vibrate as Sanjeev slapped there one after another. Nirmal was squeezing my other ass cheek judiciously as if as compliments to his slaps.

Fhat! Fhat! Fhat!

Strange sounds were emitted as his palm stroked my smooth round ass. The intensity was also increasing and at one time I cried out!

Me: Ouch! Ssssssss…. S-l-o-w-l-y!

Sanjeev: Madam, if I do not slap you with force how will your gaand get red?

I digested at least a dozen to fifteen tight slaps on my naked ass till it ended.

Sanjeev: Madam, now your whole gaand looks equally red. He he…

My ass skin was as if burning and much heat being emitted by it. I touched my bare gaand with my right hand and it felt so “hot” after my first spanking experience! My pussy was wet again and as I turned towards Sanjeev, I noted that he was looking at my swollen erect nipples.

Sanjeev: Madam, now you are safe, but…

Me: Again but… ?!?

Sanjeev smiled and I also returned a smile because honestly I did thoroughly enjoy the spanking that he gave me on my ass.

Sanjeev: Madam, just a little patch up would make you absolutely safe before Guru-ji.

Me: What else?

Nirmal: Madam, if you could see yourself, you could have said that yourself.

The dwarf was smiling wickedly. I looked down my curvy torso, but was unable to detect anything unusual.

Me: I am not able to…

Sanjeev: Madam, your gaand looks so reddish, but no other place of your body looks like that. Is that not unusual?

It surely did not strike me and I was again confused because under no circumstances I was ready to compromise regarding the Yoni Puja.

Nirmal: Madam, since your rear portion looks rosy, if your front looks likewise Guru-ji will surely not raise any question.

Sanjeev: Yes Madam, it will not take time at all.

Nirmal: 2-minute Maggi!

Me: What?

Sanjeev: Madam, he meant that to prepare Maggi, it takes only two minutes, similarly to get you red in your frontal body, it will take only two minutes.

Me: Okay, but… where… I mean where do I… err.. in which portion do I need to look red?

Sanjeev: Com’ on Madam! Don’t act that innocent! He he…

I was really not sure though could guess from their gazes on my twin upper globes. Do they plan to squeeze my breasts to make them look red to match my gaand! My goodness!

Sanjeev: If you agree, we will proceed, otherwise you can go like this only!

I was in a dilemma and was fearful that if Guru-ji interrogated me I surely would not be able to tell a lie properly in front of his personality. So there was no other way out!

Me: O….Okay, proceed.

I was still not sure what they were up to, but could definitely anticipate it.

Sanjeev: Madam, just stand as you were standing when I was slapping your gaand. I will do the needful.

I saw Nirmal remained idle and as I stood in the same posture as before, Sanjeev immediately brought his arms through my armpits and grabbed my naked hanging breasts.

Me: Ouch! Uuu…

I could only react that much as I felt his palms gripped my boob flesh very tightly and started squeezing them. Sanjeev’s palms being quite large and spacious, he was able to arrest my fully developed mammaries adequately and pressing and kneading them at his free will.

I was already very much excited and as I got male touch directly on my naked tits I was getting very much charged up. I could feel Sanjeev’s body pressing on me from my back as he started playing with my hard nipples – twisting and turning them with his fingers. My whole body arched into Sanjeev’s body and I was losing control on myself. He squeezed my boobs with both hands and realizing I was also indicating positive moves, he took his mouth near my cheeks and started rubbing his lips on them.

Me: Aaaaaaa… Aaaaa… Aaaa…

I was shamelessly emitting moans in the hands of a male other than my husband who was enjoying me in my naked state and squashing my twin boobs. In my excitement I did not notice that Nirmal had opened Sanjeev’s dhoti and he was stark naked now. I realized it when I felt a big push near my pussy hole and felt his bare manhood poking there. Though my sexually excited condition was urging me to take his lund inside me immediately and enjoy another fuck, but my mind started ringing alarm bells.

Me: Sanjeev…no… please… don’t…

Sanjeev: (thrusting his thick erect cock more between my two legs) What don’t Madam?

Me: Don’t… enter it… please…

Sanjeev: (kissing my cheeks and the sides of my lips) Why Madam? Are you not enjoying this?

Me: No… err.. Aaaaa… yes…. but… Guru-ji…

Sanjeev: Guru-ji will never know anything. I will wipe off everything…

Saying that he took my lower lips in his and started kissing me. I could realize that I was getting cornered and if I showed the slightest positive move, I will get my second fuck by a different male!

Me: Ummm… uh! (I separated my lips off his) No Sanjeev… No…

Sanjeev: Why Madam? I will give you full satisfaction. See my cock!

Me: No… no. I can’t do that. I must… must abide by Guru-ji.

I now started struggling to get out of his clutches. His hands were still on my breasts and his lips roving on the sides of my face.

Sanjeev: But Madam, I cannot leave you in this state. I am fully excited.

Me: Sanjeev, please…

Sanjeev: See Madam I have nothing to lose. If you falter you will not achieve your desired goal.

Me: Sanjeev!

I could realize I was trapped and this man was taking full advantage of my compromised state.

Sanjeev: How can one leave you after enjoying your doodh and gaand! No way! You are such a sexy bitch!

Sanjeev now shifted one hand off my breasts and started playing with my thick choot hairs. I was struggling to get myself free, but in the process was actually pressing my big round butt in his crotch making things worse for me. I could clearly feel Sanjeev’s tight cock was pushing on my pussy hole!

Me: Sanjeev… please… have mercy on me… I have come here for… you know…

I started begging my “izzat” from him and after much persuasion, I could free myself, but again through a compromise!

Sanjeev: Okay then Madam, your primary concern is over, as your doodh now looks equally red as your gaand. And you have promised that after the Maha-yagya is over and before your family comes to take you, we will meet once. Done?

I just nodded.

Sanjeev: If you deviate later Madam, I will not hesitate to apply force. Let me tell you and if you try to take Guru-ji in confidence you will face the consequence!

I noticed that a sudden disappearance of politeness from Sanjeev’s speech and his facial expressions and he simply appeared like a “beast”.

Sanjeev: Listen Sali! If you utter anything about this to Guru-ji, I will make you walk the whole village like this – bilkul nangi and then gang **** you! Randi chinal Sali!

Saying that he slapped my naked ass one last time and I was almost on the verge of sobbing.

Nirmal: Lets move on. Madam, I think you look pretty safe. Your breasts are now showing up a reddish tinge, as is your buttocks. Guru-ji will not be able to detect anything unusual.

Thankfully it was over at last! I wiped my eyes and started walking towards the end of the corridor and tried my very best to look as normal as possible. I could still feel a slight burning in my ass and my firm boobs were taut due to the heavy doze of squeezing from Sanjeev.

Within moments we reached the end of the corridor and I could see the courtyard. As I descended the steps to the courtyard, my heavy breasts jiggled and swayed very indecently attracting the attention of both the males present with me. As I felt the wet grass below my feet, it was honestly an incredible experience.

Never ever in my life had I undergone such an experience - walking naked on the grass in the open at midnight!

Guru-ji made me do that and honestly it was a splendid experience. Had there not been the males present, it obviously would have been a bigger thrill.

Guru-ji: Welcome Anita to the last part of today’s Maha-yagya, i.e. the Yoni Jan Darshan. I hope I do not need to introduce these people to you again?

I prayed a lot in my mind so that Guru-ji did not notice the reddish tinge on my body at my intimate areas. And fortunately he did not interrogated me regarding the prominent redness reflected on my gaand.

Guru-ji indicated to Master-ji, Pande-ji, Chotu, and Mishra-ji. I could not meet their eyes in this absolute exposed condition. There was no need to look at their eyes as they must have been lapping my physical beauty – some had their eyes on my “doodh” and others obviously eyeing my “choot”.

Mishra-ji: Beti, I will not ask “how are you” to you, as I can clearly see how fit your body is!

He was of course present with his subtle sense of humor.

Master-ji: Madam, I wish I could measure you in this condition. Then you would not have a single complaint about your dress!

Pande-ji: Madam, you look beautiful…Believe me I am not exaggerating!

Chotu: Madam, so its tit for tat! That day you saw me naked while I took my bath, today you are naked to compensate that.

Guru-ji: Ha ha ha… Okay, okay. Lets not waste further time. Take your positions please. Beti, fold your arms and chant the mantra that I verbalize now.

I stood in the position for a prayer – still fully nude – the cold air was making my nipples hard and erect and goosebump all over my bare thighs. Guru-ji articulated a mantra and I repeated that with folded hands. Now at least my big round boobs were somewhat covered as my arms wrapped them during this prayer. Master-ji, Pande-ji, Chotu, and Mishra-ji had taken positions quite far from me – at least 15-20 feet away - at four corners.

Guru-ji: Uday, give her the water. Beti, this is Ganga jal and you need to wash your Yoni with it.

Uday handed me a bowl of water and I shamelessly sprinkled it on my choot in front of E-I-G-H-T adult males (even if I ignore Chotu)! I rubbed my choot with the water and then looked up to Guru-ji if he was satisfied.

Guru-ji: Wash your choot hairs also Beti.

Everybody’s focus was naturally on me as I got that “vulgar” command from Guru-ji. I was feeling so, so ashamed, but hardly could do anything about it. I clenched my teeth and obeyed Guru-ji’s instruction and started washing my thick choot hairs with the Ganga jal. I handed over the bowl to Sanjeev and indeed it was an incredible scene – myself standing naked in the open with waters dripping off my choot! I closed my eyes momentarily and gathered all my mental strength to combat this ultimate humiliating state.

Fortunately the moon was shinning dimly as there were clouds in the sky and that was the only cover that I had for my body!

Guru-ji: Okay Anita. Now you need to show your choot to four directions, i.e. East, West, North, and South. You will get one person representing each direction to whom you need to show up your choot. Actually these four directions signify that you are spreading your prayer to all the Gods and Goddesses and not confining it to Linga Maharaj only.

I nodded. I was really eager now to finish off and get under cover. It was getting increasingly painful to stand naked in front of so many males.

Guru-ji: Hey Chandrama, Hey Linga Maharaj! Hey Agni! …

Honestly I was listening to Guru-ji for the first time as I was so very conscious about my nakedness and was keenly waiting for the end of this episode.

Guru-ji: Beti, first you must seek approval from Master, who actually typifies East, which also is regarded as the source of power as it’s the origin point of the Sun.

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 gangbang, it was like getting raped 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: Remember one thing Beti, if you focus on those details only where you felt uncomfortable throughout this Maha-yagya, you will ONLY feel the ebb, but if you recap the good things, the pleasures that you got from this process, you will surely feel refreshed. The choice is yours. Be merry and jovial and try to enjoy life! Always have faith on Linga Maharaj and you will of course succeed! Are you getting me?

Me: Yes Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: No one would disturb you till you get up. Good night Beti. Jai Linga Maharaj!

At last, yes at l-a-s-t, my humiliation journey ended and Guru-ji asked me to go inside the ashram. I almost ran inside the ashram with my big tight mangoes swaying intensely as I hurried past the males standing and watching me. I was almost breathless as I stumbled over the steps to get inside the ashram.

Aah! Eventually some cover for me!

I slammed the door of my room and…. … and started sobbing.

I was feeling so disgraced; a feeling of hatred towards myself was engulfing me. Being someone’s wife, I was so cheaply displaying my naked body to any Tom, Dick and Harry! I felt thoroughly exploited today, but… but the thin silver lining of hope to bear a child urged me to carry on. But now I was feeling utterly frustrated and browbeaten and tried to release my anger, my wretchedness by sobbing and sobbing only. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I sat on the floor lamenting.

I did not know how long I was sitting like that. After sometime I pulled myself up and then as I switched on the light I noticed two glasses of juice kept on the table. I honestly was rather thirsty – out of exertion, out of shyness, out of anxiousness and what not! I gulped down the juice from one glass and reluctantly picked up my nighty from the bedside and wore it. I washed myself and went to bed and was trying to focus on what Guru-ji stressed in the end. Obviously the fuck I had today was the best so far in my life and the very thinking about it immediately turned my nipples hard inside my nighty. I blushed to myself and shuffled nervously rubbing my ass on the bed.

Since I had sobbed for a prolonged period of time, I was actually feeling much carefree now and when I tried to rethink on Guru-ji’s words, the most pleasurable moment that came to my mind was of course Guru-ji fucking me.