Dr. Desai had opened his case and took out a syringe and two ampules and was getting ready to prepare the injection. Though I was not very much comfortable with injections like any other person, but still was feeling relieved that I would be cured soon of this intolerable itching, the blood spots, and the redness that had engulfed my entire figure. The chest tightness and the headache were indeed quite marginal at this stage.
Dr. Desai: You see Madam for any allergic reaction there is a… how to put it… I mean there is a gestation period, during which you suffer the most, after which it comes to a relatively stable position where the acute symptoms might just die down, you know.
Me: Hmm… hmm…
Dr. Desai was ready with the injection.
Dr. Desai: This is the first of the two injections that I will administer and surely you will get relief within 10-15 minutes as it mixes with your blood.
I was a bit unsure where Dr. Desai would push the injections. Previously till now I had always taken injections in my arm and so naturally was anticipating that only, but Dr. Desai immediately ruled that out!
Dr. Desai: Mrs. Singh if you can just turn around and lie down on your stomach for the injection…
Me: Will you not push it in the arm?
Dr. Desai: No way! These are meant to be taken in the waist… not in the arms Madam.
Mama-ji: Arre it’s the same thing Bahurani… arms or waist… injection hi to hai!
Dr. Desai: Yes… just a momentary pinpoint pain… and complete! (smiling)
Me: O! O-k-a-y… let me then…
I turned upside down on the bed and indeed it was very awkward to do that in front of two males. My big round ass was now looking up at the ceiling and as I placed my body on my stomach my sari got stretched a bit more on my ass flesh naturally making it more prominent. I tried to adjust the sari as much as possible, but unfortunately it was still stretching rather tightly over my protruding round ass.
Dr. Desai: Mrs. Singh… I mean if you can loosen your sari at the waist… actually I need to clean the area first before pushing the needle.
It was surely a clumsy situation for me especially with Mama-ji standing right in front of me, but there was hardly anything I could do about it and I pushed my right hand inside my body below my navel and started loosening the sari there.
Dr. Desai: (now sitting more close to me on the bed) Thanks… thanks… I will do the rest.
I could feel the doctor’s warm hand on the exposed skin of my waist just above my sari waistline. Dr. Desai was palpating there and his fingers moved softly on my entire waist along my sari periphery.
Me: Doctor I hope it will not be… I mean very pain… err… painful.
Dr. Desai: Well to tell you the truth Mrs. Singh this injection is slightly different from other injections and the administering period is a bit longer, which in effect increases the pain…. But don’t worry regarding that as I have a remedy for that. I will use an anesthetic type solution before pushing the syringe so that you feel very less pain.
Mama-ji: Oh! That’s great doctor. I cannot see my Bahurani in more pain…
Dr. Desai: I know Sir… actually this numbness solution is especially meant for these types of injections and so carry it alongside.
Me: I see. Thanks a lot doctor.
I smiled and was definitely much assured.
Dr. Desai: Madam I will just pull down your sari a bit… (he was actually taking out my sari off my petticoat) so that I can clean the area and rub on the numbness application. It needs a bigger diameter actually.
It was indeed very awkward as I could feel the doctor’s fingers almost an inch inside my petticoat as he opened the frills of my sari out of it! As I had loosened my sari off my waist, it was like cakewalk for the doctor and within moments Dr. Desai completely took out my sari off my waist and my petticoat was brazenly exposed in front of his eyes. His fingers were time and again touching my protruding butt cheeks and that was naturally making me feel very shy.
Dr. Desai: You are lucky Madam… you will naturally feel less pain.
Me: Why? (I asked foolishly)
Dr. Desai: Madam, you have a very full ass … fleshy and attractive… that will curtail the pain in a big way… he he he…
“Attractive”? What did Dr. Desai mean? How could he comment like that about a married woman I wondered?
Mama-ji: So you mean that appropriate flesh at right places is good doctor!
Dr. Desai: Oh! Certainly Sir. A fleshy organ for a woman is always an advantage for taking an injection… may it be the buttocks, the thighs, the breasts… anywhere.
Mama-ji: Breasts! Do you push needles there also doctor?
Dr. Desai: Of course, if the need be! And lady patients with a plump body are always at an advantage point at least in terms of pain and Madam surely qualifies that with her butt size and for that mater her breasts too. Ha ha ha…
I felt like stranded as I heard the young doctor quite openly and unhesitatingly praising my fleshy curvy figure.
Mama-ji: But… I mean… if you don’t mind doctor… I would like to know… err… when do you inject a woman in the.. I mean err… breasts? Actually this is totally a new info for me you know… so am a bit curious.
Dr. Desai: Yes Sir I admit that this is not of course a regular phenomenon and it’s slowly picking up in enlightened women who live in the metros. Actually I have myself performed this only a couple of times so far…
Mama-ji: I see!
Dr. Desai: Actually Sir this is needed during the treatment process of breast shaping, breast reduction, and breast enhancement though it’s fairly costly.
Mama-ji: Ooo! I see! I see.
Dr. Desai: Actually one of the treatments that I did was for a young married lady who obviously came from the higher strata of the society… her name was Viashnavi… Vaishnavi Paswan… yes Vaishnavi Paswan. She was suffering mentally as her breasts were smaller in size and per her report her husband was not satisfied. But believe me Sir she was a beautiful lady… fair color, almond eyes, rosy cheeks, tall figure and her breasts were not tiny…. She actually wanted to enhance her breast size and for that she was referred to me by another doctor. I treated her with injection and allied therapies.
Mama-ji: Oh! A bold lady I must say…
As Dr. Desai talked on this very “awkward” subject, he continued to feel the smooth skin of my waist with his left hand as he was holding the syringe in his right hand. His fingers crawled on the edge of my buttocks and he also was in fact trying to pull down my petticoat off my waist! I had only myself to blame for that because when I loosened my sari at my waist on Dr. Desai’s instruction, I was not too conscious and had loosened my petticoat knot also! Now my petticoat was very loosely sticking to my butts and hence it was rather easy for this man to slide it downwards! I naturally was getting stiffer as I was clearly apprehending the exposure of my panty in front of the doctor and Mama-ji!
Dr. Desai was freely palpating my waist and now in fact his fingers were touching the upper bulge of my big firm buttocks and since I was wearing my panty a bit low, I was naked to some inches below my petticoat. Obviously as the doctor’s hand moved casually downwards intruding a very intimate area of my body I was virtually shaking in anxiousness.
Dr. Desai: Ya! Vaishnavi was quite bold from that angle as because this is a very sensitive organ for any woman and the therapies are also somewhat embarrassing for a woman.
Mama-ji: Right!
Dr. Desai: I am specifically mentioning it because the process is indeed somewhat awkward for an adult woman as during her visits the time she spent in my chamber she practically had to remain without a cover on her breasts. Not only that Sir, pre and post injection time I had to clean and use anesthetics on her bosom so that she felt lesser pain and naturally I had to touch and hold her naked breasts for significant periods of time.
Mama-ji (smiling meaningfully): Obviously no other way to treat!
Dr. Desai: Yes, plus the injection therapy alone was not enough and I had to treat her with massages to supplement the injections three times a week.
Mama-ji: Oops! Massages must be very awkward for a married woman…
Dr. Desai: Yes Sir… and as you can also understand… it’s… I mean it’s quite awkward… I mean not only for the patient, but also for the doctor… because the massaging actually will not yield the maximum effect if done in the usual supine posture.
Mama-ji: Then?
Dr. Desai: Actually the lady has to stoop so that her breasts remain hanging freely in the air…
Mama-ji: I see… then you can massage her tits from behind I guess.
Dr. Desai: Yes… actually there is a horizontal bar fixed to the wall especially meant for these type of exercises in my chamber and Vaishnavi used to bend over holding that and I massaged her breasts with medicated oils.
Mama-ji: Oh? It’s done with oils?
Not only was the conversation “tight” for me, but also the movement of Dr. Desai’s hand around my waist area was keeping me on my toes! It would be a lie to say that the doctor’s hand was roaming on my waist area because now it was wholly and squarely on my big tight ass and once or twice he even slid his fingers through my petticoat to feel my panty inside! Otherwise he was clearly feeling the smoothness and tightness my big round butt cheeks with his palm.
Dr. Desai: Not plain oil Sir, the oil is mixed with special herbal medications which aid in the growth of breast tissue and make them more resilient thereby enhancing the size and tightness also. Though it’s a time consuming process, but surely is quite effective. In fact the oil when mixed with herbs is very, very slimy and slippery, and I had a trying time with that… He he he… and hence copious amounts are also required during each session of massage.
Mama-ji: Oh! Then it must be a very messy…
Dr. Desai: Ya absolutely! I had to change to a costume for doing the massage properly. The oils are just too greasy and slimy you know….
Mama-ji: Costume?
Dr. Desai: Yes Sir, vest and shorts. And my patient though was unwilling during the initial days of massage … later agreed to… I mean… err… actually Vaishnavi used to wear long skirts and tops when she visited my chamber. She soon realized that during the massage the oils were trickling and seeping down her breasts messing her skirt miserably.
Mama-ji: And oil stains are very tough to clean.
Dr. Desai: Exactly! And that’s why I suggested Vaishnavi to take those massages wearing a towel at her waist or something like that, but as expected she was initially apprehensive, but later she was convinced and took her massages wearing a panty only.
What? I just closed my eyes. A married lady taking breast massage from this young doctor wearing just a panty was surely a bit too much, but how could I disbelieve that… as because the doctor was admitting that himself!
Mama-ji: Was she cured through your treatment? I mean did she get results?
Dr. Desai: Of course Sir. She came to me when her breast size was 29 and after the treatment for three months she had 31+ size breasts and that too without any surgery like breast implants etc. My only satisfaction was the patient was satisfied you know… and in fact Vaishnavi gave me the feedback that her husband was also quite happy with her bigger and tighter breasts. Ha ha ha…
Mama-ji: He he he….
Me: Aaaauumm…. (I muttered very softly as I was conscious that I might sound indecent)
I was stiff as a rod as I felt Dr. Desai’s hand was pushing down my petticoat halfway down my fleshy butts and his fingers were now on my panty waistband!
Dr. Desai: Oh! Sorry Madam. Actually I need to clean and anesthetize… I mean part of your bottoms also as I will push the injection low waist.
Dr. Desai did not even bother to wait for an approval from my side and simply towed my panty downwards holding its waistband! Though I was lying upside down I could easily realize that my ass crack was getting partly exposed!
Me: Eiiiiiiiiii……
I uttered silently and naturally I was very much embarrassed and my right hand automatically went back on my round bottom trying to stop Dr. Desai’s hand!
Dr. Desai was swiftly working and my panty was slipping down off my big round globes fast and my naked gaand was getting exposed before the eyes of the doctor as well as Mama-ji. I could not just remain silent anymore and had to beg for a halt.
Me: Err…. Eii… Please… stop!
Mama-ji: Arre Bahurani don’t feel shy… he is a doctor after all!
Dr. Desai: Yes Madam, nothing to feel shy about… will take only a few minutes.
Giving me no chance to obstruct or talk further, Dr. Desai just dragged my panty down forcefully and I realized more than 50% of my buttocks got brazenly exposed in front of his eyes. Dr. Desai simultaneously bunched down my loose petticoat and sari so that the view of my rear globes was absolutely unhindered. The young doctor indicated Mama-ji to hold the syringe for a while and started cleaning my waist and upper buttock area with a moist cotton. The feel of the cotton was pretty cool in the literal sense of the term and it definitely made me feel better though I was extremely nervous lying on the couch with my hips exposed so sensuously.
Dr. Desai: Y-e-h… its almost done Madam…. Just a little bit more….
As he talked his fingers softly brushed the smoothness and roundedness of my butts and each time he reached near my ass crack I was getting so excited that I invariably had goosebump all over my body. The doctor rubbed the moist cotton time and again over the exposed area of my rear globes and also on my waist. I was stiff as a stick when once or twice Dr. Desai just casually pushed the cotton ball in my ass crack even cleaning the insides!
Dr. Desai: Madam… I need to a little bit more area to be cleaned and numbed before I push the double dose … I just want to be very sure that you don’t feel much pain you know… so if you kindly push your waist up a bit…. I can pull your petticoat down a bit easily…
But that would actually make my whole ass exposed! For taking a couple of injections the compromise seemed to be too much to me! But there was no other choice for me; I had to do what the doctor wanted me to do though I knew that would leave me virtually…
I slowly pushed my waist and legs up a bit from my lying posture so that Dr. Desai could drag my petticoat further down. My eyes got closed in utter shame and nervousness as Mama-ji was also watching everything from very close quarters!
It was sooooooooo embarrassing!
Dr. Desai was rather proactive in quickly dragging my petticoat and sari further down and virtually made my entire butt area visible to him. I myself could also clearly feel that the whole of my flaring buttocks were fully out of my sari and petticoat though my panty was still clinging to my bottom! But… but that was also quite momentary as I immediately felt Dr. Desai started tugging down my panty with both hands and my big round ass was exposed completely in front of both males! As Dr. Desai forcefully dragged my panty down over my flesh bottoms, my panty naturally was getting rolled up and it remained blatantly stuck on my fleshy upper thighs. My posture was absolutely beyond description!
Mama-ji: Oiii maaaa! Ishhhh… Bahurani, you can’t see it, but your rear portion is all red due that allergy. Doctor, please push the injection quickly… I can’t see Bahurani like this…
I clenched my lips in frustration as Dr. Desai was moving his hand on my entire naked ass! My ass flesh was already emitting quite a lot of heat both due to the allergic reaction as well as feeling the touch of a male hand. But… But I could no longer feel the cotton ball in his hand… that means Dr. Desai was just plainly feeling my fleshy ass cheeks with his palm!
Dr. Desai: Yes Sir, but I must give time to the anesthetic medication to start working!
Saying that Dr. Desai continued to lewdly grope my entire naked gaand with his hand and not only that he was openly pressing and even squeezing my tight ass flesh quite openly! I wondered what that had to do with the pushing of the injection! The most embarrassing part happened when Dr. Desai simply patted my bare gaand with a few gentle slaps and as a result my entire round ass jiggled very sexily and it must have been quite a sight for both Mama-ji and the young doctor to watch!
Within a few moments I could feel the pinpoint pain of the needle going inside my body around my waist area and naturally I clenched my lips to bear the sting. I was rather surprised that Dr. Desai did not give a pause and hardly waited to push in the second injection to the other side of my waist! This was the first time in my life I took simultaneous injections and indeed it was a bit painful though surely not as much as I was anticipating, which must be due to the application of the topical anesthetic.
Dr. Desai: Done! Madam, you should be relived off your aches and itchiness very soon and I need to check that your blood spots also clear out; otherwise they might pose problems at a later stage.
As soon as I heard that I was more than eager to cover my heavy bottoms, which were still shamelessly exposed and obviously both males must have been having a gala time watching a 30-year-old married woman’s uncovered plump ass.
Dr. Desai: Uhhu… Uhu! What are you doing madam?
Me: Oh! (I stopped my hand midway; I was trying to pull my sari over my naked buttocks)
Dr. Desai: Uhu! Don’t do that as these injections are rather viscous in nature and will take a little bit of time to flow through your blood vessels. Thus I still have to execute some more activity Madam.
Me: O! I… I….
Dr. Desai: I can understand Madam… you are feeling clumsy like this, but what to do? You must allow me to make the liquid flow manually to some extent to have the effective result quicker you know.
I was obviously surprised and honestly quite annoyed as I had to remain in that erotic posture for more time!
Mama-ji: How will you do that doctor?
Dr. Desai: Manually… I need to push and pump the fluid through the vessels…
Mama-ji: O! I see.
Within moments I felt the doctor’s warm hands on my fleshy ass cheeks. I could feel the hollow of his palms and all his ten fingers on my round ass flesh! This time he gripped my gaand flesh quite securely and started pressing them at certain points.
Me: Uuuuuiiii….. Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!
It was so disgracefully awkward to have an adult male pressing my naked ass that I could not stop emitting those soft moans very shamelessly! The doctor now almost climbed the bed and was over my body compressing and virtually kneading my tight ass flesh with his hands. The scene was simply shocking and I wondered what Mama-ji was thinking! Dr. Desai’s hands were strong and his grips on my buttocks were also very full and deliberate.
I was speechless as well as breathless. My mind ceased to work and I was getting immensely excited sexually, very directly. My pussy was now completely uncovered as Dr. Desai had already slid my panty to my thighs and I was already subtly rubbing my pelvic area on the bed! I was slowly rubbing my pussy lips on the bedcover folds under my body! Naturally my nipples under my bra were rock hard and my breasts struggled inside my tight blouse as I was getting horribly keyed up. Dr. Desai’s palms were not very smooth, at least not like my husband’s, but the way he was gripping and squeezing my ass flesh with both hands was in an awesome manner and I was unable to hide my ecstasies and started emitting loud moans!
Mama-ji: So the injected fluid gets pushed through Bahurani’s blood vessels like this! Oho…. I see! Wah! Good!
Dr. Desai: Right Sir! Though there are only a few injections which are somewhat viscous…. like the one I just administered.
Mama-ji nodded like an expert while Dr. Desai’s hands were now exactly in the middle portion of my firm protruding ass and he was massaging it abundantly and very crudely and naturally my pussy was getting wet by the minute. My whole body as if was gearing up and in fact I was struggling to keep my calm lying on the bed. I unknowingly had started pressing my big breasts more onto the bed and was rubbing them as if as an equal and opposite reaction to Dr. Desai’s progressive squeezing action. My legs were automatically getting parted, but due to my prone posture and my panty tangled in between my plump thighs, I was unable to do that properly, which in effect was making me more restless. I did not know how much the injection went past my vessels, but my heart beat had started beating like anything!
Me: Ouch!
Dr. Oops! ! Sorry Madam!
This clipped chat excerpt was nothing but the actual shameless disposition of things going on in that room. While Dr. Desai squeezed my butt flesh, his fingers for once slipped inside my ass crack, which made me shudder and obviously made me react like that. There obviously were no vessels inside my ass crack for the injection fluid to pass through and that I could easily make out was a naughty move by this young doctor, but this action (the feel of male fingers inside my ass crack) immediately set my libido to a great height and I was desperately trying to part my legs. But unfortunately I could not part my legs as much as I wanted as my panty was quite securely tangled in my robust upper thighs.
Dr. Desai: I think… its done… ya… the medication should now pass slowly to the entire body.
Me: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Though Dr. Desai had taken off his hands off my naked butts, I was still gasping long moans. My pussy was adequately moist now, though not freely flowing yet! I was breathing very deeply and could not stop burying my face in the pillow to hide my excitement. I was still moving my ass as if as a remnant of Dr. Desai’s lewd ass squeezing. I was so disorganized - my sari was flowing on the bed and the only cover on my curvaceous back was the thin fabric of the blouse, which was also transparent enough to reveal my bra strap – with my entire ass totally uncovered and seemingly appearing very red after this heavy dose of massaging.
Mama-ji: Doctor, will it go to the upper part also? You did not do anything there?
Dr. Desai: No, actually it takes time to set off from the origin… that’s the waist and the buttocks you know… then it’s….
Mama-ji: Okay, okay! Then… I mean will this antidote alleviate Bahurani fully?
Dr. Desai: Of course Sir! Madam should be relieved of her aches and itchiness completely through this.
Mama-ji: Great! Thanks doctor!
Dr. Desai: Arre… what is there to thank… it’s my duty Sir! But you know… Well I am still a bit worried about those pinpoint blood clots… if they also clear out, nothing like it.
Mama-ji: And… and if they don’t?
Dr. Desai: Then… then… I cannot comment right now. I have to see the betterment percentage because these spots do bother at times forming greater clots on skin and are often associated with some post-injection symptoms too. But not always you know…
Mama-ji: Okay doctor.
I was trying my best to hide my sexually elated state in front of Mama-ji and Dr. Desai.
Me: Can I… doctor, can I now cover… err…
Dr. Desai: O sure Mrs. Singh! Surely! I will… I will help you…
Saying that he quickly pulled up my loose sari and petticoat over the smooth surface of my ass till my waist. From my posture I also pulled my sari with my right hand and I quickly restored my supine position. As I did that my sari pallu got displaced miserably – as it is it was loose and flowing – and with my physical elation things got worse. Before I could cover myself properly both Dr. Desai and Mama-ji must have enjoyed the view my pallu-less big-sized breasts, which had naturally pumped up within my tight blouse and my butter-colored cleavage got exposed abundantly. Hastily I pulled my sari back on my upper portion of the body and also tried to tie my petticoat at my waist.
But…
My panty was still halfway down at my midthighs! And, I could not even pull my panty up now as I had already pulled up my sari and petticoat to my waist and I was back to supine posture also. If I now try to pull up my panty from my legs, I surely had to uncover my hairy pussy in front of these males, which was simply next to impossible!
I thought it would be wise to remain quiet and settled in that position with my panty still tangled in my thighs. My pussy was totally exposed beneath my sari and petticoat and so was my ass.
Dr. Desai: Madam, please be patient for another 10-15 minutes and you should definitely feel better and improved.
Me: O… okay doctor! As you say… (I replied very meekly as I was pretty much conscious of my compromised state below my sari)
Dr. Desai started conversing with Mama-ji regarding the different cases and types of patient party he faces in the hospital to which he was attached and also on outpatient calls while I remained stationary in my lying posture - still very much uncomfortable as I could not find a clue about what to do regarding my panty which was still tangled around my thighs under my sari. I thought if I am cured of the allergic reaction soon, Dr. Desai would certainly leave and Mama-ji would surely go to see him off, and then I could easily pull up my panty. That was probably the only way because in no way I could pull up my panty off my thighs in front of these males and even if I try to do that it would be a very indecent scene. Hence I just waited for the right time.
Dr. Desai: Hmm… more than 15 minutes have passed and I think Madam should feel the difference.
Mama-ji: Okay, okay. Bahurani, are you feeling a marked improvement from your previous state?
Me: Hmm… yes, certainly. The itching has gone completely and I no longer feel any tightness also.
Dr. Desai: Any residual headache?
Me: No. No doctor….
Dr. Desai: Great! Now I need to check the pinpoint blood clots… let me see your arm Mrs. Singh once…
I forwarded my arms towards him and for a moment my posture was such it seemed I was as if welcoming him to give me a hug! I immediately corrected myself and retracted my left hand. Dr. Desai checked my arms, one by one, but his face did not look all that happy!
Dr. Desai: Let me check the legs also…
Saying that he shifted down my body and loosely pulled up my sari till my knees and was checked my legs. Dr. Desai lifted my sari so casually that I almost was going to utter an exclamation out of shyness, but I controlled myself in the nick of time. It seemed as if I was his private property!
Dr. Desai: (frowning) Hmm… Seems the allergy has gone down pretty deep… it’s still pretty much active…
Me: But doctor I am feeling significantly better and … and no itches… as I said.
Dr. Desai: Yes, obviously because you are under the action of the medication that I administered. If the clots had cleared out, I could conclude that the residual allergic component is also cleared, but no… (sighs) There is no other way but to clear it out step by step.
Mama-ji: Meaning?
Dr. Desai: I will have to check the sputum and the urine. Any one of them has to be infected still and that is why the clots are not showing signs of healing up you know.
Mama-ji: But… but those are laboratory tests and will take a day’s time at least!
Dr. Desai: Arre… no Sir! These are not those routine tests… these can be easily done here - right now.
Mama-ji: O! I thought…
Dr. Desai: Don’t worry Sir. (He opened his briefcase and took out a packet) Here are the stain indicator cards. Madam, it’s pretty simple… you take one indicator card, I mean this piece of paper, and lick it fully… I mean your saliva must soak it… and I will know instantly if your saliva is clear of the allergy or not.
Mama-ji: But… but… how doctor?
Dr. Desai: He he… I told you these are special sterilized stain indicators. The normal color of them is red (he takes out one piece of paper and shows it to me and Mama-ji) as you can see and if your saliva is infected, when you lick it, it will turn orange.
Mama-ji: Really!
Dr. Desai: Let me demonstrate it! Madam, please watch closely.
He started liking that indicator card in his hand, it was almost 2”x4” in size rectangular in shape and after about a minute’s licking, he showed us the paper, the color did not change.
Dr. Desai: So Sir, what do I conclude? My saliva is not infected with the allergic virus Madam is having!
Mama-ji: Right!
Dr. Desai handed me one indicator card and like an obedient student I started licking it. I stuck out my tongue and was painting the paper with my saliva. I must have been looking utterly indecent licking an elongated piece of paper like that, but could do hardly anything about it. My head was moving to and fro - quickly and rhythmically – I felt as if…. my action as if replicated as if I was licking the length of my husband’s penis!
Oh God!
The very thinking was making my nipples stand up inside my bra! Mama-ji and Dr. Desai were watching me do this act very intently and must have been loving every moment of it seeing a matured woman like me doing that act sticking out her tongue!
Me: (handing out the card) I think… it’s… done….
Dr. Desai: (taking the moist paper) Yes, yes Madam. Perfect!
Within moments a very surprising event took place; the indicator card started changing its color! The red color was slowly turning pale and an orangish tinge was engulfing the whole surface of the indicator and finally the color settled down to bright orange! It was like some sort of magic!
Dr. Desai: So… just see… Madam your saliva is still very much infected.
Mama-ji: Wow! This seems very easy and conclusive!
Naturally I was not at all amused by the whole development as I anticipated more medications probably.
Dr. Desai: I just want to be absolutely sure you know and would like to have the urine test done also.
Mama-ji: Yes, yes Sir. Go ahead…
I was stiff immediately. If I need to execute the urine test, I will have to go to the toilet, but with my present condition, how could I do that? I could not even stretch my legs properly as my panty was sticking in a rolled fashion very inelegantly on my upper thighs. I simply could not get up and walk normally in this state.
Me: Mama-ji, if you can give me a few minutes… I mean I just want to err… I just want fix my sari a bit and…. Its got so lose and….
Mama-ji: O! (his eyes moved all over my curvy body as if checking my sari) Yes, yes Bahurani… you fix it. Doctor, I mean… can we… can we just wait outside so that she can…
Dr. Desai: O sure! Madam, please take your time. Let me hand over the urine indicator…. Here it is…. just hold the card on your urine stream…. Bas! If there is infection the color will change, otherwise nothing will happen… Okay Madam?
Me: Yes, yes, okay.
Both males turned away from me and walked outside the room. Mama-ji was kind enough to close the door as they walked out. I felt so, so relieved. I immediately got out of the bed in a trembling posture as I could not even stretch my feet and as I stood up naturally my sari and petticoat were almost dropping off my waist as they were very loosely wrapped. I allowed my sari and petticoat to drop on the floor and quickly hauled up my panty and covered my hairy choot. I just couldn’t stop myself from fingering my pussy for a while through my panty as I was still very much in my elated state especially after licking that indicator card! Though it was just licking a paper, but doing it in front of two males and the way I had to move my tongue along the entire length of the paper made my quite horny.
I picked up my sari and petticoat from the floor and rushed to the toilet. In fact I felt a bit anxious because the door was just closed and not locked and I was standing in a pretty much exposed state. Since I had to execute the urine test, I kept my sari and petticoat on the wall hook and holding the indicator paper in one hand, I dragged down my panty till my knees with my other hand and then sat down for peeing.
Hisssssssssss…..
As my warm urine flowed on the toilet floor I held the piece of paper on the stream and within moments it got entirely soaked. I completed my voiding and kept the paper in a dry clean space and washed my hands and started getting dressed up again.
Mama-ji: Bahurani, are you done?
Me: Yes, yes. You may come in.
Dr. Desai and Mama-ji reentered the room and I was standing with that soaked paper in my hand. To my shock the paper started to change its color!
Dr. Desai: Hmm… unfortunately Madam, the infection remains both in your oral and genitourinary system.
Me: What will happen now doctor?
Naturally I was pretty much anxious and a bit depressed too as I was still carrying the germ in my body system.
Dr. Desai: See Mrs. Singh… this is a complex thing and I will have to hospitalize you in order to eradicate the germ completely.
Me & Mama-ji: WHAT? (in chorus)
Dr. Desai: Wha…. I mean what happened? Did I say anything weird?
Me & Mama-ji: Yessss!! (chorus again)
Dr. Desai: But what’s so fearful about a hospitalization?
Me: No way! No way doctor! I can’t go there!
Mama-ji: Yes, yes. No way!
Dr. Desai: But…. but please understand… I don’t have adequate tools here to treat this condition and its just a half-day admission and Madam… I mean you will be discharged in the evening only!
Me: Out of question doctor… I will have to get back by evening time!
Dr. Desai: Get back? Get back where?
Mama-ji: Listen… listen doctor… My Bahurani has to get back to a place which is quite far off from here and that schedule cannot be altered under any circumstance.
Dr. Desai: O! I see! (visibly quite surprised) But… err… I mean I have limited resources to combat this allergic condition here. Do you get that point?
Me: Doctor… please do something. I really do not have so much time for hospitalization… Believe me! I have no other option but to get back within that timeframe… but…. but yes, I obviously want to be fully cured before that.
I as if started having palpitations because of this development and it was… it was so unexpected for me!
Dr. Desai: Look Mrs. Singh, it’s not very easy to clear out this reaction without hospital help… I am not saying it’s impossible, but would be very cumbersome you know…
Mama-ji jumped up in joy like a small boy and held Dr. Desai’s hand!
Mama-ji: Doctor if you are saying it’s not impossible… please do the treatment here… we really don’t have the option to go to the hospital.
Dr. Desai: Okay… but am really not comfortable treating Madam further here because the requisite clinical apparatus and drugs are unavailable here!
Mama-ji: Please doctor, for God’s sake… do it here.
Dr. Desai visibly was looking unhappy and surprised the way myself and Mama-ji were pressing him, but he ultimately settled to treat me in-house.
Dr. Desai: Fine. But… but it won’t be easy for you to comply with it I am telling you Mrs. Singh…
Me: Oho doctor! Don’t worry about those things… I will adjust … but please get me completely cured.
Mama-ji: Yes doctor. I want Bahurani to be completely healed before she leaves.
Me: Exactly doctor.
Dr. Desai: Umm… okay…. though I am not fully convinced… still I take your words and will treat you here.
Me & Mama-ji: Thanks a lot doctor (in chorus)
Dr. Desai: Please be patient and give me a few minutes’ time so that I can prepare the antidote for your oral system.
Me: Okay doctor.
I immediately had a brisk eye contact with Mama-ji and we both nodded and felt much relaxed that we could avoid the hospitalization. I had to get back to the ashram by evening time and Mama-ji also knows that very well and now that the doctor had agreed to treat me here, we both breathed normally.
Dr. Desai was ready with his antidote within a few minutes and it was a yellowish liquid that he prepared in a test-tube.
Dr. Desai: This is the remedy which you will need to keep in your mouth as long as possible Madam for best results.
It seemed simple enough to me and I readily nodded.
Dr. Desai: This solution when get mixed with your saliva and the other parts of your mouth cavity will clear out the remainder oral infection.
Mama-ji: Bahurani, don’t waste time and…
Dr. Desai: No, no… Don’t haste Sir… this will be a slow acting process. We are not even doing it through the regular agent. So… you just be patient. First… Madam, you must check whether you can keep this in your mouth for a long period of time or not?
Me: What?
Dr. Desai: This drug….
Me: O… okay.
I was sitting on the edge of the bed and Dr. Desai was standing beside it while he was preparing the medicine.
Dr. Desai: (coming very near to me) Open your mouth Madam. I will trickle two drops for tasting purpose.
I opened my mouth wide for Dr. Desai to trickle the liquid.
Dr. Desai: Okay… bilkul perfect!
As soon as he said that phrase “bilkul perfect” in that setting, I immediately remembered my early teenage days when a compounder used to come to administer some vaccine drops and invariably he also said “bilkul perfect” whenever I opened my mouth wide for him to trickle the droplets of that oral vaccine.
I vividly remember the incident because that old compounder did something additional which kept me “alert” all day after he left! I used to call him “compounder-chacha” and I was only 13-14 years of age and was quite innocent to gather what he did while administering the vaccine. He invariably held my shoulder when he asked me to open my mouth and when he brought the vaccine bottle close to my mouth he himself bent and slipped his hand off my shoulder to my arm. It was probably a 10-12 drop dose, but that man took a long time as he trickled only one drop at a time. My mother always remained present there, but she probably concentrated only on the arm administering the vaccine and must had been quite ignorant about the other hand of compounder-chacha.
Compounder-chacha used to hold my arm just above my elbow and his thumb would invariably poke and rub my perky tit over my top or whatever I wore. At that age when I was at home I did not wear a brassiere and since compounder-chacha used to come to our house to administer the vaccine, he always would find me in a braless state. My breasts though at that age were naturally pretty small, but were developing and rubber-tight in nature. Moreover, in those days the tops that I used to wear were pretty thin and when compounder-chacha poked his thumb deep and strong on my nimble tits, I felt as if he was touching my naked breasts! I used to feel hot, my ears got red, and my tiny nipples would raise their heads inside my dress. And… compounder-chacha would unmistakably trace my nipple over my dress at one go and pressed his thumb right over it while he trickled the vaccine in my mouth.
Though on initial days, I got scared and coiled in, my heart drummed so loud that I feared that my mom would listen to it! But… but unknowingly I also liked the whole sensation! It was naturally a taboo for me, but as soon as his thumb pressed on my tiny tit, I started feeling “great”. The whole period of time his thumb pressed and moved over my small breast, the feeling was simply indescribable. And even after compounder-chacha left, the whole day that feeling used to surround me! But since the vaccination process was once in 2-3 months, the effect was fortunately limited.
But one day things just got worse for me because when compounder-chacha came to administer the vaccine, it was raining heavily. My mother closed the windows of my room while compounder-chacha had already opened his vaccine bottle. As I heard “bilkul perfect” while I opened my mouth wide for him, honestly I was clearly anticipating chacha’s thumb any moment on my breast area. Right at that moment my mom requested compounder-chacha to carry on while she would close the other windows of the house as it was raining quite heavily by then. As I heard footsteps of my mom going out of the room, I immediately felt chacha’s thumb of my left breast. In fact I was anticipating it too!
Chacha immediately started to feel and press my tiny breast with his thumb and unfortunately for me that day I was wearing a front-open top, which had buttons all the way till my waist and naturally since I was at home I was not wearing any bra. My tiny roundish tits were freely hanging inside my top. Within moments I could realize compounder-chacha was pushing his finger through the gap between the buttons in my top while he trickled the vaccine in my mouth.
I shivered and was literally shaken up as I felt his cold fingers directly touching my warm breast! I was stiff as a rock and had closed my eyes in fear and in joy of the unknown. As the vaccine trickled inside my mouth, compounder-chacha was pressing and rubbing my naked breast with his strong fingers. I could realize something hard was also pushing me on my back, which was nothing but compounder-chacha’s khada lund. At that age I was too innocent to gather why he was doing so and remained stiff although I liked his fingers on my warm breast. Very soon chacha pushed all his fingers through my top and was trying to squeeze my tiny mammary!
As I felt he was rolling and tweaking my tiny nipple with his fingers, I started to tremble in fear and excitement. My left nipple was growing inside his fingers and compounder-chacha quickly held and twisted my nipple very hard with his fingers. I almost shrieked out and was absolutely breathless. He was repeating this action and I was unable to sit calm on the chair. My hands automatically went to my legs and I was involuntarily pulling up my short skirt and feeling my thighs.
My eyes were closed and there were goosebump all over my body. Compounder-chacha’s fingers were constantly twisting and pressing my tiny tight boob with special attention towards my boiled rice grain like nipple. I was literally panting with my legs wide apart and myself holding the hem of my skirt almost at my crotch area when I heard footsteps of my mom coming back. I was alert enough to straighten my skirt and cover my legs and compounder-chacha also quickly withdrew his hand from the inside of my top and also straightened my top, but was still pressing my tit with his thumb from outside. My mother could never know how compounder-chacha groped her teenage daughter during this vaccination process, which continued for almost a year!
Dr. Desai trickled a few drops of that antidote in my open mouth and I literally jumped off the bed – the taste was so, so bitter and pungent. I was shaking my head vigorously and virtually threw up the liquid from my mouth.
Me: Urgg… Wack! Impossible… I can’t take this! Urgg… It’s… it’s too bitter!
Dr. Desai: Just see! These are the problems of treating you at home! That’s why I was pressing for hospitalization!
Me: But… but I am pretty certain doctor that I could not have taken this even in the hospital!
Dr. Desai: Oho Madam! I would have used drip there naaa…
Mama-ji: Doctor, no other way?
Dr. Desai: Hmm… there is one way, but that’s… that’s not… I mean that’s quite a and cumbersome one!
Mama-ji: Try that… please try that doctor!
Dr. Desai: But… but will Madam be comfortable?
Me: I can do anything for not gulping that liquid down… it’s so tart! Wack! My tongue is still burning doctor! Uff!
Dr. Desai: Okay, then listen carefully….
Me: Okay! (I again seated down)
Dr. Desai: Have you seen mouth to mouth respiration which is provided for artificial ventilation?
Me: No… I mean I have not….
Mama-ji: You mean resuscitation for emergent purposes?
Dr. Desai: Yes exactly!
Mama-ji: Yes, yes. I myself had done that in my sporting days!
Dr. Desai: Okay, that’s great! If I use that technique, this pungent taste can be eliminated. Actually the compound which is creating this repulsive taste can be broken down if saliva is used as the dissolving medium. I will use my saliva as the dissolving medium and can apply that on Madam’s mouth you know….
Mama-ji: Then what are you waiting for doctor?
Dr. Desai: No, no, but Madam must realize the thing and agree before I proceed.
Me: I could not grasp it Mama-ji…
Mama-ji: Beti, you must have seen that if a person goes unconscious his mouth is sucked for artificial breathing… doctor sahib is saying if that method is applied, he can eliminate the bitter part of the medication and you can then easily keep that in mouth.
Me: O… okay…
Though I said “okay” I was still trying to gather what Dr. Desai wanted to do exactly. “…if that method is applied…” – which method? I was trying to build that in my mind. “…a person goes unconscious and his mouth is sucked…” – Will Dr. Desai suck… SUCK my mouth or what?! O my God! How could I allow that? I was indeed confused and anxious.
Mama-ji: Doctor, you please go ahead… Bahurani, don’t worry, everything will be alright soon!
Dr. Desai was soon busy preparing another solution in a test tube and I was wondering what was in store for me!
Dr. Desai: Yes Madam, you just relax, you soon will be perfectly okay. I have applied this method earlier also for in-house cases… yes I agree it’s a bit clumsy especially for grownup ladies, but it’s not that awkward that you might be anticipating.
Mama-ji: The main objective is to get my Bahurani well as soon as possible. And for that this much trouble she can withstand surely.
Me: But Mama-ji I am still not…
Mama-ji: Rely on doctor sahib Beti! Not to bother…
Dr. Desai: Yes Mrs. Singh… if you trust me, you will soon be alleviated from this residual allergic reaction in your body.
Me: Okay… I surely trust you doctor… But … but err… I mean… am still not sure what you will do exactly?
Dr. Desai: Simple Madam! I will take this antidote in my mouth so that it gets adequately mixed with my saliva and then pass it on to your entire mouth replicating the mouth-to-mouth suction process.
Me: Pass it to my mouth…. I mean how?
Mama-ji: Com’ on Bahurani! Obviously through his mouth!
Me: Ouuhhhh! (Naturally I was quite scared though I tried my best to act normally)
Dr. Desai: Madam, don’t panic! I have done this before to a few women quite successfully, but…
I was still not able to digest the fact that this man would give me a mouth suck!
Mama-ji: But what doctor?
Dr. Desai: Neither of them was married. Ha ha ha…
Mama-ji: That should not be a problem doctor…
Dr. Desai: No… actually Sir, all the girls that I had treated misunderstood this procedure with kissing and acted very rigidly.
Mama-ji: Oh! Ha ha hah! But my Bahurani is married…
Dr. Desai: Absolutely! And Madam (turning towards me), you should certainly be able to distinguish this process from kissing as you must be very familiar with kisses in your married life. (He was smiling eyeing my pink juicy lips)
I just nodded like a fool not knowing what to reply!
Dr. Desai: Madam, can you define a kiss? I just… err… actually my aim is to make you clear about the procedure so that you do not misinterpret my effort you know.
I was puzzled and looked blank. I never encountered such a question in my life!
Dr. Desai: Com’ on Madam! It’s not that hard… you must have experienced that several times with your husband!
Me: No… I mean err… to put it in words is difficult doctor…(I blushed and giggled)
Dr. Desai: You mean to say that it’s easier for you to demonstrate?
Me: NOOOOOOO! I didn’t mean that…. (I was now all red and naturally felt very shy and looked towards the floor)
Mama-ji: Ha ha hah! That was a good one doctor! Baurani, you are caught my dear!
Dr. Desai: Okay, okay! Let me explain it to you Madam… kiss is to touch or caress with the lips as an expression of affection, amorousness, etc. where the main organ are the lips… Right Madam?
I shyly nodded.
Dr. Desai: But here the main organ would be the tongue because the antidote-mixed saliva will be transferred through my tongue into the insides of the patient’s mouth. So actually it’s not really a mouth-to-mouth suction process, but predominantly a mouth-to-mouth transfer process where lips have no part to play. That’s how its different from a kiss Madam. Am I clear?
I just nodded. What more could I do listening to such erotic treatment process!
Mama-ji: Bah! Its crystal clear now doctor!
Dr. Desai: Let me ask you one question… I mean… so that things remain unambiguous…. Well Madam, is your husband around?
Me: No… I mean not present here…. but why?
Mama-ji: Actually he is out of town.
Dr. Desai: O! That’s great!
Me: What do you mean? (I was visibly surprised)
Dr. Desai: Oho! Please don’t take me otherwise Madam. Actually there were a couple of bitter experiences with my fellow doctors initiating this procedure in the presence of the husband of the lady patient.
Mama-ji: But… but why?
Dr. Desai: I don’t know the exact reason… may be my colleagues did not elaborate the process enough to the patient party and they thought the doctor was trying to kiss their wives and were pretty agitative!
Mama-ji: No, no… no such confusion here doctor. Firstly, Rajesh… I mean her husband is not here, but I think even if he was there, the way you have explained do not leave any scope for uncertainty. Isn’t it Bahurani?
Me: Hmm… ye… yes, yes.
I tried to act normal though my heart had started drumming in anticipation of tasting an “unknown” man’s tongue in my mouth!
Dr. Desai: Okay Sir! The solution is ready… Madam… if you can just come here and stand near me… because this cannot be performed in sitting or lying posture you know. So… if you can….
I stood up from the bed, adjusted my sari pallu on my breasts, and stepped shyly towards Dr. Desai. I was extremely anxious now and my palms and feet turned colder. I was already breathing heavily and with Mama-ji present in the room I was all the more nervous and feeling rather timid.
Dr. Desai: Once I take this medication in my mouth I won’t be able to talk… so will explain in advance how this procedure will go about. Okay Madam?
I again nodded very shyly.
Dr. Desai: I will have to do the whole process in three steps because the whole amount of the liquid in this test tune must go inside your mouth. So whatever I do at the first go, I will repeat two more times. Okay? I will take the liquid in my mouth, wait a while, and then slowly move my tongue throughout your entire buccal cavity so that the antidote is well mixed in your saliva. You can gulp down the antidote but make sure that it stays for some time in your mouth. Am I clear Madam?
Me: Hayes… I mean yes. (I almost whispered)
I was exhaling very warm breaths already and my boobs were going up and down inside my blouse faster than ever.
Dr. Desai: Madam, I know you will feel a bit clumsy, but… really there is no other option also as you can see. And another thing, I will have to hold you for support as I must ensure that the antidote reaches every corner of the insides of your mouth… Okay? So would you mind if I hold your waist during the procedure?
Huh! Within seconds he would put his tongue inside my mouth and he was seeking permission whether he could hold my waist! Huh! A real height of decency!
Me: O…okay doc… doctor.
My thinking was literally getting jumbled up. Dr. Desai took the test tube and bent over his open mouth so that some liquid poured inside and then kept it in a stand. He gurgled it silently and then came very near to me. My heart was beating so fast and loud that it seemed that I could hear it myself! He indicated me to open my mouth and positioned himself to an absolute hug-posture and descended his mouth on mine!
Naturally my eyes got closed and I could feel his warm “manly” breath all over my face. Dr. Desai was not in any kind of haste and was very slow in his actions. I was standing with my mouth wide open and he was as if inspecting the insides of my mouth. I had my eyes closed and hence could not discern what he was doing. I suddenly felt his hands lifting my head up a shade. I opened my eyes and realized that he was positioning my mouth so that it’s comfortable for him to transfer the liquid. I closed my eyes again. He was holding me by my jaws and now his fingers were lightly brushing my soft smooth cheeks and the sides of my long neck. I was certainly feeling excited, again!
I could feel he dropped his hands and his mouth was very close to me. I could inhale a nice minty smell from his mouth. My whole body got a shiver as I felt his warm hands touch my waist and slowly Dr. Desai pressed his hands on my waist feeling the flesh on my lower abdomen. My whole body automatically bent a bit and my tight boobs brushed his chest. I was alert and tried to keep the minimum gap between our bodies. I was glad that Dr. Desai was also maintaining that and not trying to be “too close”.
For the first time now, Dr. Desai touched his lips on mine and he slowly sprinkled the liquid that was in his mouth into mine. The amount of the liquid was very minimum, but… but there was an amazing difference in taste! This solution did not at all have a pungent flavor, but on the contrary had a rather sweet taste! I was bowled over both by the sweet taste of this liquid as well as the mint aroma of Dr. Desai’s mouth. I started to inhale very deeply as I soon found Dr. Desai exploring the insides of my mouth with his tongue leisurely. His lips for the first time were pressing against my lower lip and his tongue protruded out to lick my tongue!
My hands were all along hanging by my sides but what was happening right now made me involuntarily guide my hands towards his waist for support. My eyes were closed throughout and I could feel the smooth leather of his belt over his trousers. Dr. Desai was moving his tongue inside my mouth and was reaching all corners and it really seemed he was honest to his job! The position was so intimate that if he wanted he could have easily twisted his tongue with mine playfully and sucked my lower lips. But he was not doing that! On the converse, myself being a married woman and feeling a man’s tongue inside my mouth as if prompted me to go crazy. I was surely losing some control over me and I was getting enticed. I forwarded my open mouth more and more towards him and in the process was staring to press my tight mammaries on his chest. This went on for a minute more when Dr. Desai parted from my mouth.
Dr. Desai: (breathing heavily for the first time) Ah! Well! That’s done… Madam, are you okay?
Me: (panting vigorously) Ufff! Hufff! Ye… yes.
I was undoubtedly feeling quite elated and was already feeling weak on my knees; I stood rather sexily with my waist bent and my heavy buttocks protruding backwards accenting my euphoric condition. My lips were parted and I could very much sense the itching sensation within my panty. Dr. Desai was taking the second cycle of medication in his mouth while I was almost struggling to stand properly at the end of the first dose! Expectedly I was feeling rather very hot and sweaty already and my blouse armpits were depicting that generously.
Dr. Desai was ready with the second dose and came near me. Mama-ji had been a silent spectator sitting on the bed. Though I was feeling very awkward to pose like that with the doctor in front of my elderly relative, but the passion of the whole setting was overtaking my awkwardness quite rapidly. Hence the second time when Dr. Desai approached me with the antidote in his mouth, I was more extrovert through my physical movements. I opened my mouth for him and quite eagerly forwarding my face towards Dr. Desai! Previously at the beginning I had kept my hands at my sides, but this time my libido was flowing and I held him by his waist. Dr. Desai also seemed to be more relaxed and confident compared to first time, as he held me quite firmly over my waist, this time clearly downwards his fingers more inclined to feel my bulging sari-covered ass!
As experienced during the first dose, this time also as Dr. Desai descended his lips near mine, his manly breaths were all over my face and he slowly transferred the yellow liquid from his mouth to mine. I was trembling in exhilaration with his tongue touching mine because this time the approach was much different and more intimate much like… in fact much like my husband! Naturally my fingers on his waist dug deep underlining very clearly to Dr. Desai regarding my fondness to his approach. This time he was almost hugging me quite close to his body as a result of which the peaks of my twin upper globes were being pressed on his body ‘constantly’. Unlike first time, Dr. Desai was not withdrawing from me and was surely enjoying the steady and continual feel of my full-sized tits.
As soon as Dr. Desai finished transferring the yellow antidote inside my mouth, his lips slowly pressed on mine! It was a shameless open kiss – that too in front of Mama-ji - Dr. Desai did not keep any cover and hugged me pretty tightly with my heavy breasts pressing on his body and he was sucking my lower lips aloud!
Smoooooooooooooooooch!
His minty breaths were making me go wild and I was literally shaking in kissing pleasure. I could feel the doctor’s hands gradually slipped down from my waist to my sari-covered big round ass. The action was so evident that I momentarily thought that Mama-ji must have been watching us and if he sees the doctor’s fingers squeezing my ass what would he think? I was unable to carry on with my thoughts as Dr. Desai was intruding pretty fast!
Dr. Desai lip-locked me and was taking me to greater heights of pleasure! I had started to pronounce soft sexy moans as his lips sucked juices of my pink lips and his hands massaging the tight flesh of my gaand. I could feel his palms were spread fully on the round surface of my buttocks and he was enjoying the firmness and smoothness of my butts adequately. Naturally I was also losing control on myself and was very shamelessly pushing my blouse-covered mammaries onto Dr. Desai’s chest.
The way things progressed I wondered what happened to the antidote!
After sucking the last drop of juice from my lower lip, Dr. Desai quickly picked my tongue and he started to lick and suck it. I was so excited at this action that I left his waist and just hugged him – it was a full fledged hug as if I was embracing my husband during lovemaking! I forgot that I was married… I forgot that I came from a decent family…. I forgot Mama-ji was present there in the room… Dr. Desai simply made me go “mad” at that point of time. As my hands encircled his body, my heavy tits got squashed on his chest and I could well realize the stir under his trousers pressing on my pelvic area.
As Dr. Desai continued to concentrate on my tongue and was sucking it very adorably and in fact in return I was also sucking the taste of his manly lips. As I started kissing him on his lips in return Dr., Desai got animated and his hands moved briskly on my sari-covered gaand exploring my tight flesh. He could easily trace my panty under my sari and was moving his fingers time and again along the edge of my panty! This indeed gave him immense pleasure and was making him more animated. This was one act I hardly would get from my husband as on almost all times when we are making love I am not wearing a panty under my nighty or whatever I am wearing. But honestly I was getting great thrill as Dr. Desai was repeatedly tracing my pantyline on my firm buttocks and was even pulling and lifting its edge off my butt skin!
I was moaning much louder and more shamelessly now as the scene was indeed heating up and was totally ignorant of Mama-ji’s presence. I was afraid to even open my eyes to see what Mama-ji was doing! Ultimately Dr. Desai drew a cease line to his second antidote dosing after adequately ‘enjoying’ my voluptuous figure.
Dr. Desai: Aaaaaaaaaaah! Done!
My condition was pathetic. My pallu was dislodged off my breasts and my butter-colored cleavage was boldly exposed over my tight blouse. It goes without saying that I was literally panting and was feeling very weak at my knees. I had gone shameless to the extent that I was openly scratching my choot in front of the doctor to comfort myself!
Dr. Desai (panting to some extent) That was very well done Madam… the antidote has gone deep into your mouth now. (turning towards Mama-ji) Sir, please allow me some more time…
Mama-ji: That’s perfectly alright doctor, but this procedure … I mean it’s not okay… err… for any matured woman.
Dr. Desai: I know Sir… but what other way can I use?
Mama-ji: I am not saying that… but the way you were sucking her mouth… I think only her husband should be allowed to do that…
Dr. Desai: But husbands do not know the technique to proliferate an antidote… isn’t it Sir?
Mama-ji: Ha ha… That’s correct! But… anyone seeing you might… I mean might think otherwise…
Dr. Desai: Can’t help Sir! And I told you about my fellow doctors…
Mama-ji: Yes, yes.
Dr. Desai: And what happens you know… to get the best effect you need to secrete maximum saliva… and that’s why I have touch the patient on her body so that she keeps her mouth open… actually that’s a reflex action technique… you press the gaand of a lady and you will readily find her with an open mouth! The more open mouth, the more saliva secreted… you know.
Mama-ji: okay… okay! That’s why you were pressing Bahurani’s bottom like that…. If you hadn’t told this doctor anyone would think otherwise… he he he…
Mama-ji’s laugh echoed on the walls of the room as if magnifying my disgrace! I was still unable to look up and though my body was immensely keyed up, my senses had not yet dried up completely! Actually my elated physical state was not permitting me to fight with my mind and I was feeling extremely weak and would love to sit down, rather lie down on the bed… My pussy had started to drain and I was sweating profusely now; beads of sweat crowned my forehead, cleavage, and my upper and mid thighs (under my sari). My whole body had a sweet ache and I as if was straining to keep my undergarments on!
Dr. Desai: Now the last part Madam! For this you will have to secrete maximum saliva and there is a change in approach as this time you will suck my mouth to get the antidote. As me why?
Me (very meekly): Whai… I mean why?
Dr. Desai: Because this process will aid you ooze out more dribble. Right?
I just nodded as I already had started anticipating something “more” this time. Was that not natural?
Dr. Desai: If I feel you are not secreting enough saliva I might just… I mean… as I was pressing your bottoms…. I might do something else to make you generate more dribble. Please don’t take that otherwise… He he he… Okay Madam?
I was just stunned to observe the courage of this doctor that he was virtually obtaining the license to hug, caress, and grope me and that too in front of my elderly relative!
Dr. Desai: Sir, please wait for some more minutes… I am almost done with this antidote!
Mama-ji: Sure, sure!
Dr. Desai trickled the remainder of the yellow liquid from the test tube in his mouth and stepped towards me. I felt so ashamed that I could not even look into his eyes. This time his approach was very bold and he virtually acted like my husband! He just held my elbows and drew me towards him. I almost collided… my heavy jiggling breasts collided with his chest and then he directly held me by my buttocks and bent his mouth on me. His palms fully rested on my ample buttocks and immediately started squashing my flesh there! He parted his lips for me and I took a deep inhalation of his minty mouth odor and protruded my tongue into his mouth. I licked the liquid on his tongue and was trying to sip as much as possible. Dr. Desai as if was waiting for this opportunity and he readily locked my tongue in between his lips and started sucking it.
Me: Uuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiihhhhh!
I could not stop emitting such a sound such was the heat of the action! I was immediately lip-locked and was enjoying his kiss very thoroughly. I was simply overjoyed and my whole body bent like a bow towards him. My big-sized firm boobs pressed very hard on his body and the feeling of them must have excited him very much and he was squeezing my round butts with more vigor. I was feeling out of breath and was slowly retracting my tongue out of his lips, but he was very keen to suck my juicy tongue and did not allow me to do so and indicated me by strongly pinching my soft gaand!
The action seemed to be endless but at one point I felt he was releasing my tongue and was again sucking my lower lip. The start was slow and soft – his lips gently pressing on mine, feeling my lips, and then slowly sucking it – but as moments elapsed the kiss was getting forceful and feverish. Dr. Desai through his kisses and ass squeezing was pushing me back to a position of no return. His hands now expectedly crept up and he was feeling the naked flesh on my waist and belly. I was already hugging him and as he touched my naked belly skin I embraced him tighter. Anyone seeing me right now would be bound to believe that I was engaged with my husband!
We remained occupied in a tight l-o-n-g hug as his fingers dug deep on my bare back just below my blouse. I could feel things were getting very open and direct and Dr. Desai did not at all keep any cover and was passionately kissing me while embracing my sexy jawani. The treatment process had gone for a toss! I did not know whether Mama-ji had closed his eyes because I was almost like his “Bahu” and seeing his Bahu engaged in such lewd sexy act with a doctor must have left him with a wide open exclaimed mouth!
What Dr. Desai did next was simply unthinkable! He gave a sudden pause to the whole ardent affair! I was so addicted to his touches by then that I was still trying to hold him in my arms.
Dr. Desai: Madam, madam! What’s happening… (holding me by my elbows) Why is your mouth getting dry so quickly? (puff, puff) Please try to generate more saliva…. because that will help cure you…
Of course Dr. Desai was immensely charged up, which was only natural, kissing and caressing a plump woman like me in this erotic fashion. There was almost a tent created in his trouser which was directly pointing my sari-covered choot!
I could not voice any reply, naturally, and continued to puff before him.
Dr. Desai: Okay… I will help you … there is a simple way… just raise your hands and hold my shoulders… like this… ya (he himself held my arms and placed them on his shoulders)… I will gently tickle your armpits and that way you will see you can ooze out more saliva…
I thought Mama-ji must have got a heart attack listening to what the doctor intended to do to me now!
Dr. Desai: Don’t waste time Madam… lick the remainder of the antidote from my tongue.
Saying that he protruded his tongue out and I was also not in the mood to stand and prolong things and quickly responded to his call. Dr. Desai hugged me again and was naturally feeling my full-sized mammaries on his chest very adequately as my hands were raised up on his shoulders. This time he was simultaneously pushing his erect cock onto my sari covered pussy area. He was openly thrusting his cock on my choot! What was he up to? Since my arms encircled his neck, my big breasts remained freely accessible from the sides and Dr. Desai did not miss this opportunity for long! He again began to kiss me deep and now his hands slid from my back towards my armpits. As I felt his fingers on my very sweaty armpit over my blouse, I could not stop giggling – even at that posture!
The tickle of course did not continue for long!
O! My God! Will this man touch my breasts in front of Mama-ji? But… but he already explained Mama-ji that some thrust might be needed to secrete adequate saliva in me, so Mama-ji probably would not mind this! I was weaving my own thinking web as I felt Dr. Desai’s hands on my… on my breasts!
Me: AAAAAAaaaaahhhhhhhhhh….. Oooooooooooooooooiiiiiiiii….
What was happening to me? I was as if getting paralyzed and clearly succumbing to this young handsome doctor. Dr. Desai slowly started feeling the fabric of my blouse and then craftily moved his hands under my pallu and started feeling the sides of my tight firm tits.
Me: Uuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiii mmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
He was simultaneously giving me a lip-to-lip kiss and I was attaining newer heights of intimate pleasure through this doctor! My eyes were closed and my fingers digging in deep into his neck. It must have been quite painful for Dr. Desai as my nails were pointed and they pierced deep into the skin of his neck and shoulder. I could feel Dr. Desai’s palm and fingers slowly closing on my firm breasts and at one point he held my coconut-like breasts in two hands from the front!
It was an truly an unthinkable situation! He gripped my both boobs pressing the taut flesh in his wide enough palms. He was rhythmically cupping my breasts, each squeeze was tighter than the previous and that I was getting horribly excited.
Me: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
Dr. Desai’s fingers crawled all over my ripe boobs and he was tracing my bra cups and even could feel my swollen nipples over the thin fabric of my blouse! My nipples by then had become rock hard and I could feel he was trying to pinch and tweak them and I was virtually struggling to stand straight and proper on the floor! Dr. Desai was increasingly getting naughty once he had traced out my nipples through my blouse and was openly dabbing my nipples with his thumb and intruding his middle finger through my bra hooks inside my bra!
Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
Dr. Desai was naturally getting very bold getting complete access to my intimate parts so easily and was unquestionably planning for more! .
Dr. Desai: Kya Madam! Your mouth is getting dry time and again! What’s happening?
I was in no position to talk and was virtually wheezing!
Dr. Desai was still embracing me tightly and his lips very much close to mine! He extended his arm and took the test tube while I was still clinging very brashly to his body with half my sari flowing on the floor and my hands encircling his neck and shoulders. The amount of sexual thrill was so high that I as if completely forgot that Mama-ji was still present there!
Dr. Desai: This will certainly help you Madam to have a well watery mouth… I will also help you with my hand job. (He just emptied the test tube in my mouth and I was licking it with great enthusiasm)
Dr. Desai: Madam, do not swallow it… let it remain in your mouth…
Before I could completely comprehend his instruction, his lips again invaded my soft lips and he was again kissing me! He indeed liked my lips and loved smooching and kissing them soft and hard as he wished as if I was his own property! Though I was enjoying it to the brim, but was rather shocked by the frequency of his kisses that too so randomly and with such intimately! It seemed Dr. Desai had forgotten that I was married and my lips were another male’s ‘property’! But he just behaved as if he was my lover and was enjoying the sweet juices of my lips at his free will! Naturally I was breathless as he cupped and caressed my 28-year-old firm upright breasts continuing to suck my lips “loudly”.
Chuk! Chuk! Chuk! Chuk! Chuk! Chuk!
The sexy sounds that were manufactured by our kissing were making me very embarrassed. In fact even with my husband on bed when he kisses me “aloud” I always playfully rebuke him for doing that because I do not at all feel comfortable with those weird sounds. Here also I honestly tried to withdraw my lips off Dr. Desai’s, but the way he was thrusting his hard cock on my pelvic area and the poke of his manhood made my efforts too weak. I really wondered what was he up to? He was a doctor afterall! How far would he go? Would he try to strip me next? But… but on what ground? I was getting puzzled; my mind was not working.
His hands embraced my jawani like a python and he was virtually touching me everywhere and once he even tickled me on my choot over my sari! I was losing all my self control gradually and was surrendering to his moves. He now pushed his hands up my breasts and pressed them from the sides. His palms fully rested on my firm boob flesh! And… what was he doing?
O! My God! Uiiiiiiiiii mmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaa!
His right hand slowly moved up and was trying to get inside my blouse! I could sense his nimble fingers were crawling up the hem of my blouse and were getting inside my soft warm flesh!
Me: Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuiiiiii iiiiiiiii……
I suddenly felt dizzy momentarily, probably due to this bold step by Dr. Desai. I could feel his strong agile fingers directly pressing on my boobs inside my blouse. What a way to treat a patient!
Due to this heavy dose of fondling, naturally I was feeling extremely tight inside my blouse and my bra cups were pressing extremely tightly on my big sized mammaries. My nipples naturally were also quite upright and swollen by this time and were tightly pressed within my bra. I was literally shivering in pleasure and emitting loud moans now. My panty was getting wet as my pussy had slowly begun to discharge.
It seemed to me that Dr. Desai was in real love with my lips and again started kissing me extracting the remaining juice stored in my lips! His left hand was supporting my body and was placed right on my buttocks and of course he did not miss this opportunity to copiously press and squeeze my ass flesh.
Just then I realized that Dr. Desai was about to open my blouse hooks and his fingers were swiftly at work. What should I do? I was immensely enjoying this doctor’s lovemaking style in the name of treatment, but what explanation would he give for my stripping. I certainly felt ill at ease thinking of Mama-ji’s presence in that room, but before I could express my concern to Dr. Desai, I found that he had already opened the top off of my blouse. I had to open my eyes and as I looked down I noted my big breasts had heaved up over my blouse and much of my globes were exposed and I was looking extremely sexy. I looked up at Dr. Desai’s eyes. He stopped momentarily and looked deeply into my eyes. I was about to whisper to him regarding my concern about Mama-ji’s presence in the room, but I felt something else was happening inside my body! I suddenly felt very dizzy and almost as if passed out!
I grabbed Dr. Desai very tightly and tried to open my eyes wide to be normal. But I was unable to be ‘normal, as I started feeling lightheaded too! My head was spinning suddenly and I felt as if I would faint! Even I could not keep my head properly balanced on my shoulder and it almost hung to one side. I was fortunate that Dr. Desai was holding me intimately otherwise surely I would have fallen onto the floor and smashed my face.
Me: Aah! Something is happening to me… doctor… I am feeling drowsy… my head is ssss… spinning….doctor!
Dr. Desai: Madam, what’s happening! Are you not feeling okay?
Me: No doctor… I am… I am… I don’t know… I can’t explain…. I am feeling so shaky!
Dr. Desai: Oho! That must be the toxic part acting… don’t worry at all Madam… it’s just a minor side effect of the antidote and you will be absolutely okay within minutes!
Me: But… but … doctor… I feel like f-a-i-n-t-i-n-g…
Dr. Desai: Just relax and keep your eyes closed… it is just an intermittent phase and soon you will be perfectly okay Madam!
I was unable to open my eyes any more and my senses were slowly getting numb! I was as if being taken to a distant world and I was even unable to orient myself to the place and time. I slowly settled into a sleepy state, but was somehow able to listen to the doctor.
Dr. Desai: I better place you on the bed Madam.
I was truly getting into a slumber and my senses had virtually ceased to react!
Mama-ji: What’s happening doctor?
Dr. Desai: Please give me a hand Sir.
I realized Mama-ji and the doctor held me together and placed me on the cot. I was unable to move my extremities on my own! I was unable to open my eyelids! Honestly I was unable to move a single muscle in my body! I was as if totally paralyzed! The only sense that seemed to be working was my ears!
There was silence for some moments – I did not know how long! I was unable to think even! It seemed to be an endless stillness to me till I heard Mama-ji and Dr. Desai’s voice! It appeared that they were speaking from a great distance from me and I could hardly hear them.
Dr. Desai: Sir-ji, its done at last! Mission accomplished! So now she is all yours! Ha ha ha…
Mama-ji: Wah mere lal! Wah! But… but are you sure she is fully anesthetized?
Dr. Desai: Guarantee Sir-ji… bole to full proof!
Mama-ji: Wah bhai wah! Aaa… aa mere gale lag ja! Kya baat hai!
Dr. Desai: Kya Sir-ji… aap bhi! Is bomb ko chod-ke mujhe gale lagaoge?
Mama-ji: Ha ha ha… that was a good one yaar! Bomb… yes… a sex bomb!
Dr. Desai: Aage badhiye Sir-ji! I can’t wait! Mera lund dekho! Blkul khada hai… is load ko pura utar na hai mujhe… uff! Sali kya gaand aur doodh banayi hai! Ekdom mast Sir-ji!
Mama-ji: Abe Bahurani kis ki hai! Uh! Is liye to Sali ko ashram mei dekh tehi plan banaya tha! Ise bina chod-e chod deta to mujhe paap na lagta! Ho ho ho….
I could hear every word that they were speaking, but was unable to read through the words. My memory was just blank. I was unable to react at all neither could I remember the words that I heard a moment prior! I did not know how I was able to hear them, but all other senses of mine seemed to be absolutely dead! I just lay like an inanimate object on the bed!
Dr. Desai: Sir-ji, aap apni bahurani to nanga karo, tab tak mai ekbar toilet se ho ata hoon!
Mama-ji: Kya regarding motherchod! Meri Bahurani ki choot ko sukha rakhhega kya?
Dr. Desai: Lo karlo baat! Huzur aap hai kis liye! Aap ke lund to zung kha gaya kya!
Mama-ji: He he he… ruk ja! Pehle apne kapde to utaar loon!
There was silence again with only soft sounds of undoing clothes. And then I felt two hands directly pressing on my breasts and Mama-ji was already over my body with his semi-erect thick cock pressing on my upper thighs over my sari.
Mama-ji: Uff! Kya figure banayi hai randi Sali!
Mama-ji was all over me and he was riding me just like my husband would do! He was completely naked and was pressing his elderly masculine body over my soft juicy jawani.
Chuk! Chuk!
He was kissing my cheeks making them dead wet with his saliva.
Dr. Desai: Kya Sir-ji! Chadh gaye? Wah! Wah! Chadh gaya upaar re… atariya pe lutan kabutar re…
There was silence again for some moments and I could feel Mama-ji thoroughly enjoying my body over my clothes.
Mama-ji: I'll have to say one thing, man… I've slept with so many girls, but this is a totally different feeling that the girl is lying there like a corpse!
Dr. Desai: Ha ha ha… ye apne sahi kaha sir-ji! Main to already adhi darzan bhabiyo ko is fashion mei choda hoon… He he he…
Mama-ji: Treatment ke naam par?
Dr. Desai: Aur nehi to kya? Doctor sahab kamar mei dard hai, doctor sahab back pain itna tang karta hai, doctor sahab ghutno mei dard hai… ha ha ha…
Mama-ji: Tu baada kamina hai re!
Dr. Desai: Aur ye sab? Jo mere dawakhana ati hai mamme dabwane ke liye! Randi ki zaat … huh!
Mama-ji was now quickly undoing my remaining blouse hooks, the top one was already undone by Dr. Desai while caressing me. The next moment I felt my blouse was completely open and Mama-ji now forcefully pulled up my bra to free my big firm mammaries. My upper globes were completely naked before his eyes and he was readily squeezing my warm tight flesh.
Dr. Desai: Aap jab bole Sir-ji ke ye ashram mei gayi hai… main to sure tha ke isko chodna koi badi bat nehi hai…
Mama-ji: Abe kya bol raha hai! Ye meri Bahu jaisi hai… Mai iske pita saman hoon!
Dr. Desai: Arre who sab to thik hai Sir-ji… par ashram mei kya hota hai aap to jante ho na! Arre mai to apni mami to bhi choda usi hisab se!
Mama-ji: Matlab… Usha ko?
Dr. Desai: Aur kya? She wanted to take diksha under Guru-ji… I told her the place is remote… not safe… aghwaye bhi hai ke jagah thik nehi hai… par ye sab aurat-log to bas… chal pade diksha lene!
Mama-ji (twisting my grape-like nipples in his fingers and pressing his now fully erect lund over my sari-covered choot): Fir?
Dr. Desai: Then what? I heard that Guru-ji kept mami naked in the ashram for almost a whole day in the name of initiation (diksha)
Mama-ji: Usha to vidhva hai na?
Dr. Desai: Ha… 3 saal pehle mama ka death ho gaya accident mei! Ek ladka hai…
Mama-ji: Yes, yes!
Dr. Desai: I got to know that not only Guru-ji, but also one of his disciples had an affair with mami! That bitch… she lives in the house as a widow… and as soon as she gets the opportunity…
Mama-ji was now getting increasingly excited the way he was thumping me! It was but natural also and within seconds he whiffed off my sari from my waist and untied my petticoat and dragged it down to my knees and began to press his khada lund very energetically on my panty-covered choot. I remained like a piece of log, not moving even a millimeter to his sexual aggressions!
Mama-ji: Tu-ne ((puffing) Usha ko kaise choda?
Dr. Desai: Once mami was back from the ashram, I got the maid who works at her house to fit (install something) for me… I just needed one piece of information, which was when mami's periods start… I got that information and my work became very easy!
Mama-ji now was all destined to make me naked and pulled down my last piece of clothing down to my knees exposing my hairy choot to broad daylight!
Mama-ji: Wow! Abe idhar dekh to sahi!
Dr. Desai: Uhhhsss! Bilkul mast hai! Sir-ji…. time khoti mat karo… Dal do! Dal do! Zyada der tak dawai ke asar bhi nehi rahega! Mujhe bhi to chod na hai! Hai ki nehi… hai ki nehi… Ha ha ha…..
Mama-ji parted my legs wide so that he could access my pussy area comfortably. He again positioned his body over mine pointing his erect rod right over my pussy hole and his lips came down on my naked boobs targeting my sexy swollen nipples.
Mama-ji: Abe baith ke kya apni lund ko ragad raha hai! Aa ja naa! Tu ragad uski muh mei!
Within seconds I felt Dr. Desai’s hard meat rubbing and pressing on my smooth cheeks. His dick was already discharging some precum which was staining my face wet. Mama-ji was alternately sucking my exposed nipples and my breasts were getting increasingly wet with his saliva. He was also licking my large reddish areolas and was even digging his nose deep inside my twin firm tits! I could sense his tiniest movements, but I myself felt absolutely inanimate being unable to move even a muscle!
Mama-ji: Ghused de sali ke muh mei… pura!
Dr. Desai was slowly pushing his lund through my lips inside my mouth. I could feel that Dr. Desai’s cock was rock hard and quite a stout one, which of course would be a very welcome sight for any married woman, but… but I could do nothing as I was unable to even think about the situation! I was in fact losing the memory of the “just happened incident” and was feeling so blank!
Although I was in an anesthetized state, my libido was flowing and my pussy was quite wet by this time. Mama-ji practically had no problem pushing his lund deep inside my choot and started fucking me in the ‘usual’ manner. Mama-ji was pushing his cock very hard and my whole body started jerking due to this action. My big tight breasts started to jiggle very sexily as they were totally exposed. Mama-ji was exerting much effort and his cock was getting tightly fitted inside my deep and wide pussy and within a short period of time he was almost hitting the end of my vaginal path!
As he continued to stroke his lund deep inside my wet choot, his mouth came down upon my face and he was sucking and even biting my lips feverishly. His lips went further down and he sucked my nipples and this time it seemed it was an endless sucking! His lips, tongue, and teeth – everything was acting on my swollen erect nipples. Suddenly I realized Mama-ji’s body was arching and getting stiff and he was yelling abusive languages very loudly.
Mama-ji: Uuuuuuuuuuhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh! Uuffffffffffffffffff! Mast hai re! Mast!
Within moments I could feel my whole pussy got filled up with his thick juices and Mama-ji was embracing me very tightly. My naked prominent breasts were literally sandwiched on his chest the way he was hugging me. I could feel lund was slowly slipping out of my vagina as it had become limp.
I did not know how long Mama-ji’s heavy body was over my naked figure, but at last I heard some sound!
Dr. Desai: Sir-ji…. Uthiye Sir-ji… samay nikal raha hai… ekbar aap ki Bahurani ko sense aa jaye to bhoochal aa jayega jab wo dekhegi hum dono use chod rahe hai…
Mama-ji slowly moved off from my body, but almost immediately Dr. Desai rode me! He was also entirely naked and I could feel he was feeling my naked silky thighs with his upright cock.
Dr. Desai: Sir-ji… ap to apni Bahurani ko pura nehla diya… uski pati bhi itna karta nehi hoga… he he he …
I felt he was using some cloth to clean my wet cheeks and breasts and also he further parted my legs and cleaned up my pussy area. I could not assess the delay period in between the two fucks, but realized readily that this male was also fully loaded to explode in me! Dr. Desai straightened his body on my naked curvaceous figure and positioned his strong cock appropriately. He was much sober and steadier unlike Mama-ji. I could feel his warm lips on my forehead and then slipping down to my cheeks. His warm breaths were pouring down my cheeks and he even kissed my ears! I felt his tongue going deep inside my ear and made me fully wet there. In normal conditions I would have groaned and moaned like anything because licking the insides of my ears just drive me crazy, but at this time I was dead as a rock!
Dr. Desai’s lips came down further to my neck and then to my upper breast area. He licked the middle of my naked breasts and was pressing and squeezing my firm tits with both hands. I could feel drops of precum came out of his fully loaded cock staining my thighs. After adequately squeezing and caressing my naked mammaries, his mouth came further down and he started sucking my navel. He even licked my flat belly and then went further down and started poking and pushing his nose into my thick bush. This was one action that my husband often does during lovemaking and I just feel very ecstatic due to it. Dr. Desai, much like Rajesh, pushed and moved his nose inside my curly and dense choot hairs mand rubbed his nose there sniffing that area.
Mama-ji: Abe sale… apni biwi ko pyar dikha raha hai kya! Muft ka maal hai… shot le aur chalta ban!
Dr. Desai: Wah Sir-ji… wah! Khud pura maza liya… ab mujhe shortcut batla rahe ho!
Mama-ji: Uh! Kitne ko chodke itna bada lund paida kiya regarding kutriya!
I felt warm breaths on my naked thighs and soon found Dr. Desai was licking my hairless smooth thighs. As he licked my naked robust thighs, his hands were playing with my thick curly choot hairs. I could feel Dr. Desai was at times dipping his finger inside my honey pot also, but alas! I continued to lay motionless and still.
Mama-ji: Sala jab bhi iss bade bade doodh ko dekh raha hoon mera lund out of control ho raha hai….
Dr. Desai: Sir-ji iss umar mei zyada out of control hona munasif nehi hai… saare control todke sidha upar pahuch jaoge! Ha ha ha…
Dr. Desai was back to his original position, straightening his body right over me and positioned his stout manhood just over my naked pussy. He slowly started pushing his lund inside my choot and naturally the process was not smooth. Though my pussy was still discharging in trickles, his dick got tightly stuck after moving an inch or so inside. He quickly pulled my buttocks up and placed something soft, probably a pillow, under my gaand, and again started pushing his roller inside my choot. This time it was definitely smoother and he slowly picked up the common rhythm hugging me tightly.
My big bouncy boobs pressed hard against his flat wide chest and my nipples were rock hard being pressed so hard on a male body. Dr. Desai was also emitting loud sounds as he was increasing his pelvic thrusts. It was a very satisfying setting as my pussy was absolutely tight with his stout cock. His lips pressed on mine and he was kissing my lips again like he had done several times during the treatment process.
Soon I could hear loud shouts of thrill off Dr. Desai as he was increasing the speed at which his lund was piercing my tender choot. His piston was moving rather fast now and I could hear sounds of deep panting near my mouth. Dr. Desai now rested his body on one hand and continued to fuck me while his free hand was strongly massaging my prominent mammaries. It seemed like an endless rhythm and the setting was just about perfect for De. Desai to discharge his load of semen in me.
Just like Mama-ji, this young doctor’s body also started to quiver and was stiff as he started filling my pussy with his semen. He was literally biting my nipples while he emptied his balls in me. His body fell on me and remained pasted for some time. I could clearly feel his heartbeat and deep breaths near my ear.
Mama-ji: Abe e! Tilguje ke chilke! Kitna time rahega aise! Ab uth aur saaf kar!
Dr. Desai left my body and probably went for a wash. My slumber state was getting profound and I was as if feeling utterly tired, both mentally and physically. The voices that I could hear only sometime ago seemed to have traveled further distances and I slowly settled in a “blank” world with no audible sounds. I lay immobile on the bed not even able to recollect the two simultaneous fucks that I had just now! Everything seemed to be so quiet and calm in my drugged state and I was living in the world of endless tranquility!
Mama-ji: Bahurani… Bahurani! Are you okay now? Can you listen to me?
There was as if some waves created in my eternal tranquility! I was stirred. There was at last a rupture in my slumber! Yes, it was Mama-ji’s voice and I quickly tried to reply, but found that my throat was so thirsty that I could hardly emit a sound!
Mama-ji: Beti, are you feeling okay now? Can you hear me?
This time I tried again and was able to reply a very meek “yes”. I tried to open my eyes, but seemed my eyelids were immensely heavy and I could not open them!
Mama-ji: Great! Ohh… at last you responded Bahurani! I have been trying for the last 10 minutes!
By this time I could realize that I had gathered quite a bit of sense, but still was unable to open my eyes as my eyelids continued to feel too heavy to open! I took some time trying to orient myself to the place and time. “Yes…. I remember… I had that terrible allergic reaction… Dr. Desai was treating me…. my saliva was still infected… during the treatment the doctor was virtually kissing my lips…. (my face automatically flushed just thinking about that posture) I was much aroused… but then… then what happened? Umm… yes, yes… I started feeling very dizzy…. Right!”
Then? Then what? I exerted pressure on my brain but to no avail! I had no clue what happened after that and the only thing that I can recollect was that I got up from my slumber a few minutes ago. Bas!
I was at last able to open my eyes. Though my eyelids felt heavy, but I was able to open them and see Mama-ji standing right beside me by the bedside.
Me: Mama-ji… what… err… Mama-ji, what happened to me? Was I sleeping? And… and where is Dr. Desai?
I tried to get up from my lying posture.
Mama-ji (quickly holding my shoulders ceased me from doing so): Beti… no…. Do not get up right now. Please wait for sometime and also don’t stress your mind… I will tell you everything… doctor has said you must stay for sometime in bed after you wake up and then get out of bed, otherwise you again might feel dizzy.
Me: O… okay. Is the doctor gone?
Mama-ji: Yes Beti, but he made sure that you are absolutely free of that allergy from which you suffered. Thank God! Uff! What a relief for me… I was… you know Bahurani… feeling a lot of guilt in my mind that you suffered only because you came here… had you remained in the ashram…
Me: Mama-ji please… don’t put it like that. You had nothing to do about my allergy! It was just a coincidence Mama-ji.
Mama-ji: Yes, may be… still you know…
Me: Mama-ji… please, don’t think that way… I will feel very embarrassed then.
Mama-ji: Okay Beti… he he
He was pretty much curious to know what happened to me after I felt dizzy and I was again about to nag Mama-ji to elaborate on that, but… but suddenly I was conscious of my clothing and almost exclaimed aloud!
I was lying on the bed and a bed sheet was covering me till me neck. I could well realize that I wasn’t wearing any bra under my blouse and neither was a wearing my panty under my sari! But as far as I remember… “yes, am pretty sure that I was wearing both my undergarments when Dr. Desai was treating me!” Then what happened thereafter! Was I stripped or what? My goodness! In Mama-ji’s presence? Oops!
I looked at Mama-ji. He was wearing a vest and a lungi and appeared quite normal. But I was getting anxious. I must know how I fall into sleep and what happened to me post slumber. I could sense my heart beating faster and honestly I was getting concerned to know what exactly happened to me.
Me: Mama-ji… I mean… what happened to me? How did I get into sleep? Did Dr. Desai apply any further treatment on me after that? Mama-ji please tell me…
Mama-ji: Yes, yes Bahurani… don’t get excited. I am telling you. Actually when you started feeling dizzy… you remember that time?
Me: yes, yes, certainly!
Mama-ji: yes, when Dr. Desai noticed that your dizziness was increasing he asked me to make you lie down on the couch.
Me: Hmm… hmm… I remember that faintly… but you know I don’t have any memory after that Mama-ji! Isn’t it strange?
Mama-ji: How can you recall that Beti? Because as we laid you on the bed you had a somewhat convulsive state and you fainted.
Me: Oh! Really!
Mama-ji: Yes Beti. Dr. Desai said that it was not unnatural and within the parameters of side-effects of the antidote.
Me: O! I see.
Mama-ji: Then actually… I mean simultaneously you were sweating very profusely and since there was no air-conditioning here, Dr. Desai was much annoyed. You know Beti he was again stressing about the need for hospitalization.
Me: But we had no option… isn’t it Mama-ji?
Mama-ji: Yes Beti. Anyway I calmed him, but since due to the sweating your blouse etc. was getting soaked, we had to take off your sari.
Immediately my face was red as a cherry fruit and I dropped my eyelids! Ish! Then Mama-ji must have seen me just wearing my blouse and petticoat!
Mama-ji: But soon you were recovering as Dr. Desai pointed out that the tiny blood clots on your arms were disappearing. I was very happy to note that.
I took out my right arm from under the bed sheet and checked for myself. Yes, the tiny pinpoint blood formations had disappeared!
Me: Thank God! (I murmured within myself)
Mama-ji: Dr. Desai then checked the other blood spots on your body and told that they were also losing their prominence.
Me: Wah!
Though I said “Wah”, but concurrently could realize that he must have exposed my body while checking the blood spots on my body. I remembered there were red spots on my breast area as well as on my thighs. The young doctor must have checked those areas…
Isssssssssssssssshhh!
I almost exclaimed aloud, but somehow controlled myself. Afterall I was a married woman and it was as if someone exposed and groped me in my sleeping state! I indeed felt more humiliated because Mama-ji was present all through and had watched Dr. Desai pull up my petticoat and expose my legs and check those spots. And also he must have watched Dr. Desai checking the spot near my cleavage above my blouse!
Isssssssssssssssshhh!
I was feeling the heat in my ears and was indeed much embarrassed thinking about this gauche setting where the doctor was checking my usually covered body parts in my sleep!
Mama-ji: The only concern that Dr. Desai then showed was the urine contamination that you had Bahurani.
Me: I see….
Mama-ji: Here I must mention Bahurani that Dr. Desai was very apologetic to you as he had to rush as he was getting late and had requested me so that I say sorry on behalf of him.
Me (visibly a bit surprised): Sorry? But for what?
Mama-ji: That he had to treat you when you were in your fainted state ….
Me: Oh! Umm… yes… but… but how could he inform me Mama-ji in that condition?
Mama-ji: No, no Bahurani… not about informing actually! Actually as he was getting late and could not wait till you get back to your senses you know. So he decided to treat you for your urine contagion in that state only. You can understand naa Bahurani…
I was really not getting what Mama-ji tried to convey and why Dr. Desai would contrite to me! Naturally I looked at Mama-ji with frowned eyebrows a “?” on my face.
Mama-ji: Beti, since there was no other option… he did that. He mentioned that time and again to me and…
Me: Mama-ji… Mama-ji… (I was indeed quite anxious now) I am not getting you. Why are you so hesitant? Tell me clearly naa….
Mama-ji: Actually Bahurani…. I mean Dr. Desai said that in order to treat your urine infection, he had to insert a gel inside your… I mean Beti there was no other alternative you know…
Mama-ji was not looking into my eyes and was visibly fumbling a bit and I could easily realize that something very indecent must have happened during my catnap. I somehow gathered all my will power and looked firmly at Mama-ji.
Me: Inside what….? Tell me Mama-ji… I mean… I… I won’t mind…
Mama-ji: Actually Dr. Desai told me that he had to apply a preloaded single use applicator…
Mama-ji gave a pause and that was just so… so irritating!
Mama-ji: Actually Beti… it had to be inserted in your err… va… va… vagina.
Me: What?
I almost shouted in utter disbelief!
Mama-ji: There was no other method Bahurani… since we denied hospitalization… Dr. Desai told that this was the only way to cure you.
I was stunned and my face turned red in the wink of an eye. In fact I was breathless and felt absolutely blank! What was Mama-ji saying? Dr. Desai inserted something in my PUSSY! Oh No! I just could not think any further.
Mama-ji came near and sat on the bed beside me and kept a hand on my forehead.
Mama-ji: Bahurani…. Don’t feel ashamed… he is a doctor afterall!
My choot was exposed to Mama-ji! Hai daiya! Where do I hide my face from this shame? Isssssssshhhhhh!
I was concurrently blushing and was extremely annoyed. Dr. Desai and Mama-ji both viewed my nangi choot! What shame! Ishhhhhh! I felt so exposed in front of Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: But Bahurani… the most important point is that you are now fully cured due to the application of that gel naa!
I took some deep breaths and tried my best to gather myself because now its no use crying for spilt milk – what had happened has happened. The only alarm in my mind was did Dr. Desai did anything else getting me in a defenseless state. I hope not because Mama-ji was present throughout, though I believe it must have been quite an irresistible situation to witness my young juicy choot and not do anything! How could I forget that Dr. Desai was subtly taking advantage of my semi exposed state during the administration of the injections? And later on during my oral treatment, he lip-locked me for significantly long period of time and openly felt my fleshy ass and even touched by boobs!
I felt so defenseless and disoriented! I tried to reconstruct the scene in my mind that I had fallen asleep and Dr. Desai had lifted my sari till my waist to apply that medication in my choot - that too in presence of my Mama-ji! It had to be too much of a scene!
Ufff! Goodness gracious! Moreover, I was not wearing any undergarments below my clothes now, which means Dr. Desai must have stripped my undies during his examination while I was asleep!
Mama-ji (patting my back gently): Beti, what are you thinking?
Me: Umm? I mean… no Mama-ji… Na… err… I mean nothing!
Mama-ji: Bahurani, let me tell you a secret… ((Mama-ji almost spoke in a whispering tone)…
I turned my face towards him. He was very close to me and his hand still resting on my blouse covered back.
Mama-ji: Beti, you know, I could not… you know stop myself from asking the doctor that whether there was any problem for you to be a “mother”… actually though Dr. Desai is not a gynecologist, but due to his experience…. Just like you, we all are very anxious Beti to learn about the “good” news…. when my sister calls me over phone, I can realize that concern every moment you know….
I dropped my eyes and Mama-ji kept his hand on my head and there was silence. I sighed deeply because I was suffering the most mentally till such time I could get pregnancy.
Mama-ji: Bahurani… when I inquired Dr. Desai regarding that he said that he needed to examine you and I requested him to do so.
Me: Oh… I see. (I uttered huskily as I knew pretty well what a gynecological examination mean)
Mama-ji: We are fortunate that Dr. Desai spent extra time for this and checked you… actually that’s why he had to pull off your brassiere too… I am sorry Beti for that…
It was very clear to me now that Mama-ji saw me absolutely naked when Dr. Desai examined me. Though he was an elderly person, but still to get stripped in front of him at this age was indeed too much of an embarrassment. I almost felt like thanking God that I was in a fainted state during that period of time!
I was speechless, naturally. Mama-ji gave an irritatingly long pause at that moment and I had to say something as he was looking at me!
Me: It’s… its okay Mama-ji… there was no other…
I said in a very low tone, almost inaudible.
Mama-ji: Yes actually Dr. Desai wanted to check your breasts…. but after the examination he even tried to wear you the brassiere, but unfortunately the hook of your bra could not be fixed especially because you were in a fainted state.
I was virtually down in the dumps! I felt so morose listening to Mama-ji and was stiff like a rock looking at the floor.
Mama-ji (sliding his hand from my head back to my back again): The good thing you know Bahurani… Dr. Desai gave the requisite time to check you…. though I called him for that allergy thing, he did not bypass my request… he spent significant time checking your breasts Bahurani (he paused) and then checked your vagina also very thoroughly…
My condition was getting from worse to pathetic. I was tongue tied and did not really know how to react to my elderly relative listening to the fact that Dr. Desai checked my intimate body parts in front of him!
Mama-ji: Arre… at least smile once Beti… the doctor did give a green signal that there are no abnormalities!
I tried my best to smile, but failed miserably. I was breathing deeper and due to the close physical proximity with Mama-ji, I was feeling all the more uncomfortable. Though he was nearly my father’s age, but the fact that he had seen my naked body while the doctor examined me was naturally making me feel extremely tight.
Mama-ji: O! I forgot to tell you Beti… Dr. Desai did mention that you might feel a bit of… I mean ache in your va… va… vagina because he examined it quite thoroughly and since he was not prepared… you know…. he had to use his finger to examine your….
Me: Oh! Hmm… O… I can understand!
Mama-ji: Are you feeling any pain there?
Mama-ji looked at my eyes with this awfully indecent query and I had to immediately object.
Me: Neh… err… no! It’s okay Mama-ji. No pain.
Though I said “No” to Mama-ji I could surely feel some pain and stickiness in my choot area, which was making me rather anxious.
Mama-ji: Oh really! That’s really good to know! Anyway Bahurani, I think if you are feeling okay, you should get ready to get back to ashram… its already…
Me: Oh yes! I totally forgot!
I almost yelled as I suddenly remembered that I had to get back to ashram by evening time.
Me: Mama-ji, if you can excuse me for a while I can get ready then.
Mama-ji: Sure Beti sure! (he stood up and was about to leave the room) O! I have kept your err… I mean… your brassiere and panty there… (he pointed towards a stool at the corner of the room)
I was naturally quite embarrassed getting to know the address of my undergarments. Mama-ji left the room. I picked up my undies and went to the toilet. I could clearly feel that I not stepping normally as I walked towards the toilet. My legs were as if parted slightly and as I walked my hips were swinging more than normal. I was aware that this was indeed a clearcut symptom representing a woman post-intercourse.
My head was spinning as I closed the toilet door. What actually happened to me when I got fainted?
O My God! Did Dr. Desai… No, no… its impossible. Mama-ji was present there!
In great haste, I unwrapped my sari off my waist and untied my petticoat knot. As I palpated my hairy pussy area, I could clearly feel more pain and… and… as I inserted a finger inside my choot, it was so wet! Though the pain was more, the feel was good for me. As I inserted my finger deep inside my pussy, I could sense it was surely more wet and sticky, as it happens just after a fuck!
I immediately pulled out my finger from inside my choot and started sniffing it.
Goodness gracious! It was the smell of male semen! O Lord!
I stood like a statue for a few moments still sniffing my wet finger. As I again guided my hand near my pussy area, this time I could feel my bush of choot hairs also somewhat wet! And as I sniffed again, I could clearly relate that it was nothing but male juice! I felt so blank! My eyes got closed automatically and my body weight transferred on the toilet wall. I was unable to think further.
Unconsciously my hand just brushed against my left breast and I immediately felt some slight pain there also! I was mindful and immediately unhooked my blouse. I was fully naked now, standing inside the toilet, as I checked my big tight breasts on the mirror. I took a close look and as I examined the smooth spherical surface of my butter-colored firm mammaries, I detected a subtle nail mark adjacent to my areola on my left breast!
My throat was getting dry as I was getting sanguine that I was fucked when I lost my senses during Dr. Desai’s examination. I was breathing extremely fast and beads of perspiration were crowning my forehead. But… but how could Dr. Desai do anything indecent to me in Mama-ji’s presence? I was trying to fight myself only, but was losing out because the evidences on my body were more than enough to prove that Dr. Desai fucked me without my knowledge. Did he send Mama-ji outside for some work and used that opportunity? Who knows!
I stood motionless and still. Drops of tears rolled down my cheek. Naturally I was feeling miserable. In the late morning only I got fucked by that shopkeeper at the Parineeta Store, but in that case I could at least argue to myself that I was made so horny during the shooting of that ad that probably there could have been no other ending to that session. But here? I was not even conscious! And moreover, he was a doctor! How could he behave like that!
I was cursing Dr. Desai like anything in my mind for this beastly behavior. But concurrently how could I forget the lewd moves that he made towards me during the examination. I had only myself to blame! I should have slapped that doctor when he initiated the first move, but on the contrary not only did I not protest, but also got quite fancied by his touches. I never thought even in my wildest dreams that it would lead to such a consequence!
I did not know how long I stood naked leaning onto the toilet wall thinking of my misfortune. I had to gather things up and move on. I took a long bath and rubbed and cleaned my whole body thoroughly as if trying to wipe off the marks of Dr. Desai’s touches.
Mama-ji: Are you done Bahurani?
Me: Yes Mama-ji.
Mama-ji: Great! You look s-o-o fresh…
I just smiled and went to the dressing table to comb my hair. Within a few minutes we both were ready to set off. Before leaving the house, I offered Mama-ji a pranam as a sign of respect.
Mama-ji: Khush raho Beti. Am so glad that you are fully cured at last. The way you suffered from that allergy… I felt very bad Beti…
Mama-ji held my arms and lifted me from my stooping position as I completed the pranam. He held my shoulder and looked into my eyes.
Me: But it was not your fault Mama-ji…
Mama-ji: Still….Thank God that you are fully fit and fine now… My best wishes will always stay with you and Rajesh…
He now closed on me and kissed my forehead gently. I had to angle my arms slightly to protect my bursting blouse-covered tits from pressing onto his chest as he was kissing my forehead.
Mama-ji: I pray to God that you are soon blessed with a child… very soon Bahurani… very soon… I can jolly well understand the pain you have been taking…. so many questions from different corners… our society is just like that you know… this battle is hard and long and that you are surely tolled more than Rajesh…
With his words the whole atmosphere turned very emotional. I could not hold my tears listening to those words from Mama-ji. His empathetic words really touched me and I kept my head on his chest and started sobbing. It was probably more to do with the “depression” I was suffering mentally after I realized that I was fucked in my unconscious state by the doctor.
Mama-ji: Arre… ye kya! Think it this way Bahurani… that… that this is God’s task that you are carrying forward… God wants you to reach your destination the harder way… may be the hardest way! And, we are all with you in this battle Beti…
Saying that he almost embraced me and getting this fatherly affection, I immediately started sobbing harder on his chest. Mama-ji held me with one hand and with his other hand gently patted my head and then he slowly descended his hand down to my shoulder and onto my back.
Mama-ji: Beti, you know one thing… if you cry, the bad things drain out of your mind and you become purer. Clear out the evils from your mind Bahuranmi… clear out…
I continued to sob and was unable to realize that I was placing myself in an awkward posture. My arms were still angled over my breast area and hence my full body weight was on Mama-ji. Mama-ji was literally hugging me and though initially it was a casual posture, as I continued to sob, he started embracing me with his hands on his body quite tightly.
Mama-ji: You know Bahurani, there is no harm in crying because at the end of it you feel light… and am pretty sure that you will indeed feel carefree and lighthearted…
I just nodded my head and now tried to control myself as I could feel Mama-ji was nearly portraying an adult hug as his hands were gaining more control of my leaning body. I could feel the warm touch of his left hand on my uncovered stomach area just below my blouse hem while his right hand slid down almost to my flaring hips! I raised my head off his chest and tried to stand properly within his embrace.
Mama-ji (pressing me more towards him and I could feel my legs pressing onto his): Wipe out the tears Beti… I foresee a bright future for you and Rajesh.
Me (very meekly and in a sobbing tone): Thanks…
I wiped my eyes dry with my hands, but while I was doing that within that split second I realized Mama-ji pressing me more with his embracing hands towards his body and naturally as a result my twin firm mammaries began to press on Mama-ji’s chest very directly and tightly. The feel of my fully developed large sized breasts must indeed have triggered energy flow in the old man and I immediately experienced a tighter hug! My eyes automatically got closed momentarily as my twin peaks got staunchly pressed on Mama-ji.
Mama-ji: Have faith on God Beti and am pretty sure that your ashram treatment would lead to a positive result in the days to come.
As Mama-ji uttered those words in a whispering tone near my ears, he clasped me tightly enough in his embrace so that he could enjoy the full weight of my heavy mammaries on his chest. I was naturally by this time a bit out of breath and was feeling rather tight. I could sense my nipples were growing big in size inside my bra and my libido was just beginning to flow being in a close male hug. I desperately tried to get out of it, but Mama-ji surely wanted to prolong it.
Me: Yes… I also do aspire that Mama-ji… Thanks for your kind wishes Mama-ji… Umm…I think… I think we should move on now Mama-ji…
I tried my best to put a period to this prolonging farewell, but Mama-ji seemed not at all interested! He just completely ignored my last sentence regarding getting late to the ashram!
Mama-ji (again kissing my forehead): I don’t want any more tears in my Bahurani’s eyes! Hmm… let’s check once…
Saying that Mama-ji closed his face on mine; I was still embraced by him. I could only smile marginally and just nodded indicating that I was not sobbing anymore, but the old man himself checked my eyes with his fingers brushing the underlines of my eyes.
Mama-ji: Arre! Ye kya? I find your eyes still wet? Why Bahurani?
Me: No, no… It’s absolutely okay now Mama-ji.
I looked up and replied. It was surely getting jumpy being in that state for such lengthy period of time - my face was hardly an inch or two away from Mama-ji’s, his hands encircling my back, and my big tight breasts pressed rather liberally on his chest!
Mama-ji: Uhu… Never allow the clouds of depression to engulf your happiness Beti… It’s still wet… just see!
Mama-ji now gently brushed the base of his finger on my left cheek to make me feel that my eyes are still wet! Frankly I did not expect such an action from this elderly man and just could not react properly. Using that opportunity Mama-ji just continued to feel my warm smooth cheek with his fingers.
Mama-ji: So… am I wrong? Huh u… you cannot fool me Beti… I can understand the latent pain you carry all the time. (Mama-ji signed deeply) I can understand Beti…
Though Mama-ji seemed to really feel for me, the situation was getting increasingly tricky for me, as this elderly man’s constant touches were ultimately getting me keyed up quite a bit. I had already started to breathe deeper and my breasts were naturally heaving up inside my blouse and as I looked down I noticed my sari pallu had got almost dislodged from its proper position revealing my shiny butter-colored upper breast area rather adequately.
Mama-ji: Rest your head on me, close your eyes, and take some deep breaths Beti… you will surely feel much better.
Me (adjusting my pallu to some extent so that it did not reveal my cleavage): But… but Mama-ji… am… am okay… you just don’t worry! Please… am o…
I tried my best to convey Mama-ji that I was feeling okay and the fact was if Mama-ji continued to hug me like that for some more time, in fact then I would be in a soup.
Mama-ji: Beti… listen to me… this will heal your feelings only… this is a tested thing… you just do what I say and I will pray to God so that your mission is successful…
I had to admit that it was a great gesture from Mama-ji and honestly I had no intention to hurt this old man’s feelings in any way. Thus I agreed to him without arguing any further though was indeed feeling much discomfort being in such closeness with this 50+ male. I knew he was an elderly person, he was almost my father’s age, and he was my relative… but still somehow Mama-ji’s intimacy was triggering my passion.
Mama-ji: As I said… you just close your eyes and keep your head on my chest and take some deep breaths… hands on your sides… yes…. Just relax… am sure you will feel better Bahurani!
As I hung my hands to my sides almost my full body weight was on him and Mama-ji now again embraced me in a fresh way with his right hand pressing on my blouse back and his left hand went to my head probably to make me feel more comfortable. Mama-ji gently patted my head as I closed my eyes and relaxed on his broad chest. My big firm breasts continue to press and rub on his body very directly; Mama-ji was clearly feeling the firm and resilient structure of my blouse covered juicy coconuts.
I was naturally quite excited physically by now and just then Mama-ji as if poured ghee to the fire. Mama-ji was patting my head with one hand while his other hand was on my blouse back, which I sensed slowly started sliding down! I was instantly alert as well as somewhat stiff also, as I could clearly feel his warm palm sliding down my smooth and velvety back.
Mama-ji: Take deep breaths and just relax Beti… let me complete a small prayer for you.
Me: O…. Okhay Mama-ji… (I could hardly murmur that in a very husky voice)
Mama-ji was murmuring something, but I could not make out what he was saying, but… but I could clearly make out his intentions were diverting! Mama-ji slid his right hand over my curvy back onto my waist and started feeling my bare skin there just over my sari. If he had just kept his hand there, I could have still bear it, but… but he was quite evidently palpating my belly fold! Mama-ji simply began to caress my naked skin at my low belly area so directly and suddenly that that I had to react!
Me: Ei… eiiiiii…. Mama-ji… what… what are you doing?
Mama-ji: Oho Beti… you are so restless! Don’t you know this is a very familiar technique to relieve stress?
Me: Noho… No! Uiiii… Mama-ji… you are… he he he…. You are tickling me!
Mama-ji: Come’ on Bahurani! Bear it a bit… you will definitely feel better I tell you!
I almost lost my balance as Mama-ji continued this ticklish action and rested my full body weight onto him. Mama-ji used his hand on my head to support me and slipped it down to my shoulders. I could feel his thumb was clearly feeling my bra strap over my shoulder while he was now quite aggressively palpating and caressing my low waist area. As he quickly poked his thumb clumsily into my soft flesh in my belly area, I was tickled to the hilt.
Me: He he he hee…. Heeee…. Mama-ji… please stop…. Hee hee heee…..
As I giggled and laughed away, Mama-ji was all the more belligerent and he was now doing this bungling action with both hands! As my upper body was undulating a lot due to my laughing, my sari pallu got dislodged and slipped to my arms and my whole breast area was visible to Mama-ji. My blouse was tightly fitted on my conical breasts and my cleavage was very much evident over my deeply cut blouse neck.
Me: M-a-m-a-j-i…. uhhhh…. He he hee heeee… eiiiii stop…. A-a-r-r-e-e-e what are you doing! Aaaa…. He he he he heee heeeee….
Mama-ji: Beti… tickling is the best way … umm…. How do you like that? Oho…. Bahurani, you don’t know tickling is the best way to strike off all depression …
Mama-ji was steadily engaging more power into his act and naturally things were going quite out of hand for me. As I continuously giggled and laughed, I was losing out on energy and was nearly gasping for breath. Though my face depicted amusement I was thoroughly dejected by this act of Mama-ji. This was still okay if done to a small girl or even a teenager, but at this matured age to get tickled like this in the belly and waist area was a bit too much of an ask. Naturally I was breathing heavily as I laughed away and my ripe juicy breasts almost burst out through my tight blouse and with my sari flowing in my arms, I was undeniably looking incredibly sexy and indecent.
Mama-ji: Aree bahurani… this is nothing… I have not yet shown you the best healing prickle for a laughter you know…
Me: No… ohhhhh… Mama-ji… no… p-l-e-a-s-e s-t-op…. I have enough…. Eiiii… He hee heee heeee….. ohh…. My goodddd…
Mama-ji: Beti… laughter is a great medication in itself… now enjoy this…
Mama-ji continued to tickle my belly with one hand, while he brought his other hand right inside my armpit!
Me: Ouch!
I was stiff as a rock, momentarily!
But the way Mama-ji was cuddling and tickling my waist and belly area, I could not remain motionless for long! Mama-ji curled his fingers and forcefully started to crawl his fingers inside my armpit! It was such a sexy and inept action that I was fleetingly stunned, but the way he brushed and rubbed his fingers in my armpit area that I was felt largely tickled. Though I quickly tried to squeeze my arm so as to bridge the gap, Mama-ji was by then through the gate and was tickling me in a very assertive mood.
Me: Uuuuiiii…. Hee hee heeee…. Ooooiiii…. Maaaaa…. Heee heee heee… p-l-e-a-s-e s-t-o-p….
Things were really getting bizarre! I never could anticipate that my elderly relative would step into this sort of a clumsy prank with me. As Mama-ji continued to tickle me with both hands in my armpit and belly area, I was naturally animated more and more as a result of which my clothes were getting disoriented very sexily. My sari pallu was now virtually flowing on the floor forcing me to expose my big-sized boobs adequately to Mama-ji. As I was constantly getting animated due to Mama-ji’s feverish tickling, I had to bend and arch and do all sorts of movements to avoid the action and even my sari had came off quite a bit from my waist revealing my petticoat!
Me: Mama-ji… Uiii… hee hee hee hee…. Please STOP….
His other hand was now tickling my navel area and like all women I was very sensitive in that area. I just burst out in laughter as he did this act and as this continued, I was able to realize that I was quickly getting drained out due to my constant laughs. I was in fact puffing at times and really had little energy to barricade Mama-ji. The old man was intelligent enough to grasp that and was rapidly making inroads into my plump figure. Initially though he was tickling me in the armpit proper, but now that my resistance had diminished, Mama-ji was clearly spreading his fingers and feeling the sides of my tight boob flesh!
Mama-ji just did not give me a single moment of relief as his nimble fingers brushed all along my belly area and poked very sexily inside my deep navel. I was laughing away fanatically and could well realize inside that I was unable to take it any more! Mama-ji seemed to be gaining more and more power as he heard me laughing almost feverishly. I had to do something to stop Mama-ji who must have been getting immense fun from this eccentric act!
What to do… what to do… I was really puzzled…
Ultimately I just decided to run away from Mama-ji! Yes, that’s the only way I thought I could avoid this tickling. I immediately implemented what had sparked in my mind and since Mama-ji was no longer embracing me, it was rather easy for me to run away from him. In the meantime Mama-ji was also laughing while he tickled me and when he saw me running away from him, he was probably momentarily undecided, but was instantly ready with a new prank!
During this tickling process, I was most of the time palluless and my sari had got very loose at the waist and a bit of it was in fact flowing on the floor and Mama-ji quickly saw that and at once stepped on my sari on the floor! I was virtually fleeing away from him and I felt a sudden jerk at my waist and my sari just whiffed off as I could not stop right away! I was taken entirely aback and stopped running, but by that time my sari had unfolded off my waist and was only loosely clinging to the lower part of my body.
For a moment… just for a fraction of a second, Mama-ji seemed exactly like a rapist, a perverted old man, stepping on my sari to strip and expose me!
Mama-ji: Ha ha ha… Bahurani… you cannot escape… Ha ha ha… I will not leave you today till you experience a complete tickling session… Ha ha ha…
Me: Mama-ji… please… stop this… arre…. let me wear the sari properly …
Before I could even complete my words, Mama-ji was again all over me. He just dashed towards me and out of reflex action I was trying to flee away from him!
Me: Eiii…. Mama-ji…. Nnnneeehhhhiii…..
I somehow advanced a few more steps forward in that condition, but realized that this would be just bizarre if I continue like this and had crossed the limits of decency! My sari had slipped off my waist now almost entirely and was virtually fully on the floor just like a long thick snake, excepting that one end was still clinging somehow on my ass!
Mama-ji: Bahurani, why are you running away? Ha ha ha… Arre…. I just want to make you laugh my dear… don’t underestimate me… I can easily catch you… see… ha ha ha…
I had sprinted towards the door and was now in fact out of the room and landed into the dining hall. My big breasts were undulating inside my tight blouse and indeed I looked very sexy clad like that only in my blouse and petticoat, though one end of my sari still somehow adhered to my heavy juggling ass.
Me: Mama-ji… please… ssssssssttttoooooooooopppppppp… Uiiiii…..
Mama-ji: Just wait… Uhhh…..till I catch you….
It seemed as if our ages had diminished significantly and we acted like two teenagers fooling around! As I looked back to see how close Mama-ji was from me, I…
Me: Ahhh! OUCH!
I collided with something and was just blank for a moment. I turned and fall into as if a deep hole!
Me: Uuuuuuuuuuu…. Ooops!
I bumped on one of the sofas in the dining hall and my whole body turned and I fell on it. But since these couches were rather extraordinary, I found myself in an extremely awkward posture! The cushion of this couch was unusually soft and spongy and naturally for a fleshy-bottomed woman like me, I just dug deeper and deeper and deeper inside the couch, more so due to my falling in an awkward posture. I tried to grab the hand-rest for some support, but my hips descended so much inside that I felt awful in that posture! My legs were virtually in the air as I could not keep my balance while descending on this couch and the back-rest was so low-aligned that I was unable to control my body movement properly.
Mama-ji: Ha ha ha… Now you are caught my dear… Ha ha ha… Bahurani, you are silly that a little girl… why were you running? Will I eat you? Ha ha ha…. Now? Where should I start? Eh? Ha ha ha…
Mama-ji closed on me with his hands stretched in the air trying to as if frighten me and I felt so awkward positioned like that that in the sofa. As I looked down for a moment I was horrified to note that a lot of my fair-colored cleavage was exposed over my blouse and in fact the bulge of my breasts was clearly evident over my blouse neckline!
Me: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii! SSSSSTTTTTTTOOOOOPPPP! Mama-jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…..
This was surely the height of tickling that Mama-ji applied on me! As he was standing right in front of me and I was almost lying in his specially-designed sofa with my fleshy bottoms going well inside the sofa forcing my legs go up in the air (not fully vertical though), he just started tickling the sole of my right foot with his fingers and the feeling was so eerie that I just screamed out in ecstasy! Seeing my wild reaction, Mama-ji seemed to be pretty much excited and was doing it more vigorously.
Me: Hehehehhehhehhheeeeeeeee….. Uuuuuuuuuuuuu…. Mama-ji… P-L-E-A-S-E stoppppppp…. He hee heee heeee heeeee…
I just broke out in laughter as I felt tremendously tickled by this wacky act. Initially my emotion exploded through my loud wild screams, but since Mama-ji was increasing the intensity of the tickle on my foot sole, I could not control myself from throwing my leg in the air. As I started doing that, I noted Mama-ji was now using both of his hands in tickling the soles of my feet. He brushed and crept his long fingers on both my right and left foot soles compelling me to newer heights of laughter.
Me: Heeeee heeeeee heeeeeee heeeeeee….. Uuuuuuu….. Heeeeee heeeeee…. Eeeeeiiiii….
was now throwing my legs like anything and this made things utterly worse for me. As I landed in the sofa, my legs were already placed somewhat upward and my petticoat was just a few inches up my legs, but now with Mama-ji vigorously tickling the undersurface of both feet with his hands, I was throwing my legs in the air like anything and my petticoat just slipped down my smooth curvy legs at a hurried pace leaving me extremely edgy. I could see my ankles, shins, and knees getting exposed and to my utter shock I soon noted that my very fair plump thighs were also getting uncovered as my petticoat slipped further down.
Me: Ssssssssss…. Heeeeee heeeeeeeeee heeeeeeee… Iiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssss….
Mama-ji: Ha ha ha…. This must be fun Beti… Ho ho ho ho….
I quickly tried to cover my exposed well formed legs with my petticoat using my free hands, but since Mama-ji was relentlessly tickling my soles, it was impossible for me to do that as I continued to throw my legs desperately in the air to avoid his hands on my foot soles. The petticoat slipped down so much that I was alarmed that whether it was hiding my dignity at all!
“I must get out of this fucking sofa”, I said to myself and tried my best to keep the end of the petticoat in place so that my panty at least did not get exposed. Mama-ji probably heard me because what he did next exposed my lower body completely!
Mama-ji: Now take this Beti… let’s see if it tickles you more or less?
Saying that he took off his left hand off my foot sole and started to very gently poke, brush, and crawl the back of my right knee! Since I was facing him on the sofa and my legs were almost up towards the ceiling, it was very easy for him to induce this new prank!
Me: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee……
Naturally I screamed enormously loud as I felt this sweet prickle inside the fold of my knee and as a reflex action my legs got parted also as I felt a very sexy sensation being touched in that “rarely touched” body part and right at that moment I heard a big “WOW” from Mama-ji.
As I followed Mama-ji’s eyes, I could well realize what must have happened. When I parted my legs wide, still throwing them up in the air due to his weird tickling, my petticoat slipped dangerously down, this time almost till my waist, resulting in a grand panty peek of mine for Mama-ji. I tried my best to fold the legs so as to cover my crotch from his direct viewing, but since he was standing right in front of me and this confounded couch did not allow me to sit properly in it, I was having a trying time covering the lower half of the body.
Mama-ji reacted just like a vulture converging on its prey and instantaneously engaged both his hands in tickling the underside of my knees. I was laughing away though clearing understanding that it no longer was a “laughing matter”, as I was exposed very indecently by Mama-ji through his childish pranks. Though the whole episode looked very childish and rather innocent and funny, how could I override the fact that I was a married matured woman?
I was not a teenager that I could continue like this with an occasional cleavage exposure over my top, or a button getting opened of my top revealing my bra, or an upskirt revealing my panty. I was an adult woman of 28! My body was no longer in the developing stage. I had to be cautious regarding my dress and exposure. Moreover, I was involved with an elderly relative of mine – my Mama-ji. May be he was doing this childhood prank of tickling with me very casually and certainly not with any ill intentions since he did not get a chance often to mix with us since we live far-flung. But I could not simply continue doing this whorish behavior and shamelessly expose my body to him.
I lost my sari due to my own carelessness. Had I tucked my sari pallu in my waist in the very beginning, this never could have happened. And had I not flee from Mama-ji’s tickling, surely I would not have bumped on this confounded “special” couch and exposed my panty to him. I cursed only myself in my mind and could not see any fault of Mama-ji’s. I even thought that I was fortunate that my relative was an elderly fellow, otherwise the amount of exposure I had done in this homely atmosphere would have rendered any adult male go wild with excitement and surely he would not let me go easily!
Me: Uuuuuuuuuuiiii….. Heeeee heeeeeeee heeeeeeeee….
Mama-ji: Ha ha hah…. Ha ha hah… this is fun, isn’t it Bahurani! Ha ha ha….
Mama-ji seemed to be getting innovative by the moment and I was so much drained out laughing that I hardly was left with much resistance power! Mama-ji was now quite forcefully tickling the insides of my knees gripping that area almost and the effect on me was just enormous. It was not only the heavy ticklish feel that I was experiencing, but concurrently a feeling of sensuality was also engulfing me being caressed in such an intimate and “rare” body part. I was throwing my legs up in the air feverishly and due to the awkward incline of the sofa, my petticoat was now bunched up near my ass and my entire legs and thighs were totally bare. I was also quite sure that Mama-ji must have been enjoying an unrestrictive and a very provocative view of my panty. Honestly, I was quite helpless as I had to keep my hands on the hand-rest of that couch for keeping balance and hence could not even cover my crotch, and with my feet thrown almost perpendicularly in the air, there was no way I could stop Mama-ji from gaping at my panty!
As I continued to laugh and wriggle on the sofa due to relentless tickle and light prickles by Mama-ji, I was trying to make out if Mama-ji was eyeing me from a different angle seeing me in such exposed condition. As I continued to giggle aloud, I looked into his eyes and though he was gaping at my milky white thighs and eyeing my exposed panty, I could not apprehend any untoward approach in his moves. He seemed to be doing this just for fun and only to make me laugh. As this theory started to set forth in my mind, the heavy blush that I was experiencing gradually started to disappear. The hesitation in me was also slowly fading away as I persistently remained in that compromised posture in the sofa with my plump legs up in the air and my whole petticoat virtually disappearing under my heavy ass!
Just then, all of a sudden I felt Mama-ji had taken off his hands from my body. I was still giggling and as if in perpetual motion was throwing my legs up in the air even when Mama-ji had ceased to tickle me in my legs! I realized that in a second and quickly folded my legs so as to conceal my panty to be so brazenly exposed. But…
But what was happening to Mama-ji?
From the awkward angle of the sofa I noticed that Mama-ji’s body had curved like an arch and he surely was on to a new prank I thought!
Mama-ji: Ukkkk! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Aaaaaaaaaaahhh!
I was a bit surprised seeing Mama-ji’s posture and tried to make out what he was trying to do, but since right at that moment he turned away from me, I was unable to guess what was up in his sleeve.
Me: Ohh Mama-ji! You almost laughed me to death! Uh! I never had such a long laugh in my life… Ohh…. O my God! I am so much exhausted … Aaah!
I tried to get out of that confounded sofa and lifted my heavy ass and quickly pulled my petticoat down to cover my panty and thighs. I looked so shameless with my fair rotund legs completely exposed!
Me: Mama-ji, am really not interested in any more… seriously Mama-ji! Am not joking! Ufff! It seems I have worn out totally you know!
Mama-ji remained silent and continued to be in that stooped posture. I got out of the sofa and as I stood on my legs my petticoat immediately dropped to my ankles and I felt so much wrapped and protected! I quickly checked my petticoat knot whether it got loose in this hustle and bustle and stepped towards Mama-ji.
Me: Mama-ji? Mama-ji!! What happened? Why are you stooping like that?
Mama-ji still was silent and as I went past him to face him I was shocked seeing his agonizing face!
Me: What? What happened Mama-ji? Are you hurt?
Mama-ji: Uhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhh!
I noticed that Mama-ji had stooped to hold his lower abdomen with both hands and surely appeared to be in great pain. Naturally I got anxious and pushed Mama-ji with my right hand for a reply.
Me: Mama-ji, where are you hurt? Did I hurt you in any way? Please answer!
Though Mama-ji’s face was lowered in pain towards the floor, I could sense that he was in much anguish and needed my help. For a moment I thought of wearing my sari because I was only clad in my blouse and petticoat, but decided to go ahead like that since there was no one else in the house at that moment except Mama-ji. So I could remain in that semi-exposed condition and at that point in time my main concern naturally was to know why Mama-ji was in pain and to alleviate it.
Me: Mama-ji, please tell me? Where are you having the pain? Mama-ji! Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: Uhhhh…. It’s a terrible pain Beti…. Please… please help me get inside…. Ohhhh! Uuuuuhhhh!
As Mama-ji stood up slightly from his bent posture, it was very apparent that he was in tremendous pain as I noticed that his face was almost getting deformed due to the acute soreness he was experiencing.
Mama-ji: Don’t… Don’t worry Beti… Aaaahhhhh! I will be ….
Me: Don’t talk… please don’t talk! Are you having pain in the abdomen? Ishhh…. Just a few moments ago you were laughing and now….
I could well realize that he was trying his best to swallow the pain so that I did not get more concerned, but his face was portraying the suffering. As I approached to help Mama-ji to get inside the room, he quickly grabbed my right hand for support and I encircled my left hand round him so that he could get the required support while walking. As I did that I got stiff momentarily because when I hemmed in my left hand round Mama-ji, naturally my left breast got pressed on the side of his body very copiously. Though I knew Mama-ji was an elderly person and this was not the time in fact to concentrate on that but rather I ought to focus on his problem, I still was getting a sensuous feel!
As I walked inside the room and looked up momentarily I saw myself in the mirror and realized why I was getting this sensuous feel even at that point of time when my relative was in much pain. I was looking extremely sexy without the sari and my blouse was fitted so tightly on my breasts that the size and shape of my mammaries were clearly revealed. My wheat-colored deep cleavage was crystal clear above my blouse and my white bra was also prominently visible through the thin fabric of my blouse as I looked at myself through the mirror. I tried to ignore my dressing and concentrated on Mama-ji, but while I aided him to reach towards the bed, his elbow was constantly pressing and digging onto my firm left breast as a result of which I was naturally getting a bit turned on.
Me: Here… Mama-ji now lay down… Yes… eh… extend your legs… r-i-g-h-t….
I had to bend significantly to lay Mama-ji flat on the bed as he was getting crouched with pain and as Mama-ji thanked me I noticed his eyes briefly halting on my conical blouse-covered flesh. Since I was bending low, much of my boob flesh oozed over of my blouse neck and a lot of my butter-colored cleavage got exposed in front of his eyes. Because I was not wearing any sari, it was quite impossible for me to hide my eye-catching seeping jawani.
Me: Where are you getting the pain Mama-ji? In the abdomen?
I quickly stood straight, but my breasts being quite sizable appeared very prominent through my blouse and I could realize that anyone talking to me at this juncture would have his eyes invariably on them. I could not just leave Mama-ji like this and go for my sari also; so had to remain half-stripped.
Mama-ji: Its… its… Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh… its my her…. her…. Uuuuuu……
What Mama-ji was doing now immediately started to make me feel exceedingly awkward. Initially since he held his abdomen with both hands, I thought he was having abdominal aches, but now lying on the bed Mama-ji was writhing in pain and his body crouched and curved and Mama-ji was holding his….. my god….
Mama-ji was holding his crotch with both hands over his lungi! Was he getting the pain there? What sort of pain could it be I wondered!
Me: Mama-ji! Mama-ji, what “her”? What did you say? I did not get you…
I was shocked as I watched him! My eyeballs popped out as I saw Mama-ji was clearly holding onto his penis with both hands over his lungi! I could not believe my eyes! What sort of pain was he getting there? Naturally I was slightly apprehensive and a bit hesitant too.
Mama-ji: It’s… its an old pain Beti…. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu….its my old hernia pain … I get this at times… very, very painful Bahu…. rani….simply unbearable… Aaaahhhh….
Me: Hernia?!!?
It was not that I had not heard that term, but honestly was not very sure what exactly it was.
Me: I… I see… but…
Mama-ji: Bahurai, had you been an outsider I had to take an excuse and confine myself within closed doors… this is so personal a problem that I cannot share even… Uiiiiiiii….. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh…
Me: It’s an old problem? So acute? But… but you never referred to it Mama-ji!
Mama-ji: Aaaahhh! I cannot relate about this problem to anybody naaa… Uuuuuuhh… Your mother-in-law knows about it…
I was getting restless to see Mama-ji writhing in pain like that; his face was looking miserable portraying the severe ache.
Me: Mama-ji, what to do now… tell me…what is the exact problem I can’t understand!
Mama-ji: Bahurani, I am… I am… how should I tell you… Uuuuuhhhh! I mean when I get this hernia pain, I experience a terrible twinge in my balls…. Ooohhhhh!
Me: BALLS?
I was simply appalled hearing that and could not stop exclaiming!
Mama-ji: Aaahh! Yes Beti… I get very stern pain in my balls and an unbearable burning sensation on my… what should I say… it’s so shameful to relate to anyone…. Uuuuuuhhhh…. I get this terrible burning sensation on my LUND.
