Guruji Ka Sex Treatment
12-12-2011, 02:24 PM
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Mishra-ji: You keep calm beti, I will pull up your sari and get out Moti.
I was in a very poor shape in front of two males now and was more or less struggling to sit properly on the auto rickshaw seat, almost wriggling my body in ecstasy by the acts of this naughty dog. Mishra-ji bent a little and started pulling my sari off my legs upwards along with my petticoat. Uday seeing my condition held my hand with his left hand and embraced his right hand around me over the seat top. Getting the support I leaned on to his body and he did not miss this opportunity to cup my breasts again. But since Mishra-ji was in front of me, he was clever enough to put his hand below my pallu and started gently coaxing my full boobs.
Mishra-ji exposed my fair legs in no time and bunched my sari around my knees. Moti was trying to move his way up more seeing Mishra-ji trying to catch him. It seemed to be a game for the dog and in the process was making me shamelessly exposed and horny at the same time. Mishra-ji’s touches were now completely devoid of the fatherly care and he appeared to be a changed man from a caring father like figure to a greedy old man. For Mishra-ji, getting the opportunity to pull up the sari of a matured housewife like me, it was highly rewarding so to say. He not only bunched the sari and petticoat up at my knees, he was caressing my fair and shapely legs intensely. He seemed not interested to get out the dog at all and now was trying to pull my sari up forcefully above my knees to see more of my naked jawani.
Since I was siting with Moti between my legs, I had to spread my legs a lot to accommodate the dog and as a result Mishra-ji was almost off his seat. Hence it was not easy for him to pull up my sari anymore. The old man was not to resign so easily and I was amazed to see his muscle power at this age, he with his left hand fervently cupped my round hip-side and made my leg rise slightly from the seat and pulled up the sari.
Me: Ouch! Please don’t…
Though that was my natural womanly reaction, but I enjoyed every bit of it. I was now practically naked from my waist on my right side by the old man’s lewd handwork. Moti at last was exposed out of my sari. Giving me no time to react to get rid of the dog, Mishra-ji lifted up the remaining sari cover that I had over my left thigh to Uday’s side making sure I become completely naked down my waist. Thank god I was wearing a panty otherwise I would have been sitting in the moving auto rickshaw with uncovered pussy with two males!
Mishra-ji did not stop, neither did Moti, nor Uday!
Moti was still busy with his sniffing work and currently with my exposed skin the dog went up unhindered up to my panty and was sniffing that area. The dog’s saliva was all over my bare well-formed thighs and I tried to wipe them with my free hand, one hand being held by Uday. At that moment my feminine ‘shame’ was overtaken by sensuousness. I was discharging now more than earlier, as was aroused tremendously. The dog was between my legs supported on my naked knees with its tail up and poking its nose over my panty to sniff my vaginal fluids.
Uday was having a squeeze of his life. He was initially milking my right boob over my blouse with some decency under the sari pallu. By ‘decency’ I mean as the auto rickshaw was jerking he was kneading it and was only stroking or caressing it gently. But now seeing my compromised condition, he was virtually mauling me like anything. He cupped my right boob very tightly with all his fingers firmly gripped on my juicy mango and was not at all releasing it from his palm! I was simply gasping for air by this treatment of Uday. With his left hand he was holding my hand, which was making the journey more passionate for me.
Mishra-ji seemed as if was determined to make me fully exposed in this moving auto rickshaw. He was now directly caressing and rubbing my naked moist thighs. Moti had made them wet and when I tried to wipe it dry Mishra-ji interrupted by holding my hand. He then began to do the wiping of my smooth silky thighs with his free hand. His rough palm on my completely uncovered thighs was making me go wild and this elderly guy was gyrating his palm in a very sexy manner, to say the least, starting from my knees, slowly up my thighs, and reaching till my panty. I could clearly make out the dog’s nose and Mishra-ji’s fingers poking on my panty. Thankfully Guru-ji’s pad was rescuing me from direct touching on my choot.
As the auto rickshaw went on its way at a rather slow pace, my humiliation in the hands of two males and a dog continued. I realized both my hands were now arrested, one by Uday and the other by Mishra-ji and hence I could hardly resist physically to whatever was going on. Moti was now fully on my naked thighs, sitting there, and sniffing my pussy area and also moving his nose up towards my protruding breasts. Mishra-ji was somewhat satisfied caressing my uncovered curvy thighs and took his left hand towards my hips. He forced me to lift my hips a little bit and in a flash pulled the remaining sari and petticoat from below my heavy buttocks to my backside towards the seat. Now the only cover down my waist was my meager panty and as I sat again from the lifted position, I felt the cold seat touching my completely bare ass cheeks. My panty as usual had bunched up in my ass crack. Feeling the seat on my naked ass I almost had a fresh cumming.
Me: Ooooooooooooooh! Please. Please. What are you doing?
I had to tell something now as things have gone just too far. But who was listening to me I doubted.
Me: Take the dog off. That’s all I want.
Now what Mishra-ji and his pet dog did made me cum thoroughly and I had a full orgasm. Uday only played a support role. He was thankfully not progressing any more apart from my right boob, but he virtually oozed out all juices from that I believe. Moti was now progressing above and his nose was now on to my bosom area almost. Due to Uday’s constant pressing and cajoling and things happening, my sari pallu had shifted from its place exposing my left breast. Uday was kind enough to keep the pallu on my right breast though his palm was acting as a better cover for it for a long time now.
Mishra-ji now left my hand he was holding and took his left hand to my back. I was shocked to see it was not going towards the top of the seat and instead going towards my panty-covered butts. With his right hand he almost dragged me to lift my base again and simply put his left palm below my right ass cheek.
The old man made me sit on his palm now and must be thoroughly enjoying this erotic posture. With each jerk of the rickshaw, I was wriggling and pressing on his palm and his hand was sandwiched between my heavy bottoms and the auto seat. I had never had such an experience in my life sitting on the palm of a male! But to tell honestly it was a heavenly feeling. Fluids were pouring out of my pussy now. Moti equally rose to the occasion like his master and started licking my blouse covered left tit.
Me: Stop this dog Uday. If it bites me there…
I could not complete the sentence in the thrill I was getting. The old man’s hand below my fully naked ass was taking me to seventh heaven. I was thoroughly enjoying this threesome and especially sitting on a male hand!
Mishra-ji: I am there to cover you beti, don’t worry.
Saying this he pinned the last nail to my coffin and put his palm just in front of the dog’s tongue, which was licking my blouse. He did not wait a moment to take hold of my free left boob, which was now totally uncovered off my pallu. He grabbed it and gave it a very tight squeeze and two different men palming my boobs made me reach my orgasm. My body jerked in the hands of two males and the dog was watching now. At last Moti took his nose and tongue off my body!
Me: Ooooooooooooh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Stop pleeeeeeeeeease.
12-12-2011, 02:25 PM
RE: Guruji Ka Sex Treatment
Frankly speaking the dog actually had no intimate part of my body to sniff now, as I reached the peak of my orgasm. Mishra-ji and Uday clawed my tits very securely; Mishra-ji’s other hand crushed under my broad ass cheek as I was sitting on his hand. Uday’s other hand now went to my panty front poking it. Both males were utilizing to the fullest this unbelievable chance to expose and molest a married woman. I could sense the heavy breathing of Mishra-ji near my shoulder, as it was probably too much for his age. I cummed desperately now and with my free hand grabbed Moti to my breast.
After some moments, I discharged every bit of my honey in Guru-ji’s pad within my panty and my body was giving way after this unusual indecent sexual build up. I noticed Uday also slowly took off his hand off my right breast and I felt my bra had completely soaked in the heat of his squashing, if I can say so. Mishra-ji was somewhat reluctant to remove his hand off my breast, he was still feeling the firmness of my left boob. His hand was still under me and my heavy ass cheek was pressing his hand with each jerk of the vehicle and he was truly assessing the roundness and firmness of my ass like anyone else had done before in my life.
The auto rickshaw driver warned us that we are again taking the main road. Fortunately due to the goods loaded he could not see me.
Mishra-ji: Beti adjust your sari, otherwise any driver coming from opposite side would cause an accident.
Uday laughed at this comment, and I also smiled as I had thrown off all my shame. I looked down at my body and delivered a long breath seeing my condition though I was feeling very satisfied. I was a bit puzzled as even getting this sort of a wild excitement and orgasm, I am not getting that huge urge to get fucked. Under normal circumstances, definitely if I had allowed that much liberty to this old man and Uday, I would force them to fuck me or vice versa, which any woman would do if she is taken to such heights of eroticism. I wondered may be Guru-ji’s drug is playing some role, because what happened in this moving auto rickshaw would definitely kick out Guru-ji’s preaching of mind control. In the morning I was definitely aroused to the full, but I would beyond doubt refrain from any further involvement with those low class people like Ramlal or Master-ji.
I regrouped myself quickly as I realized that I was on road. But my sari was stuck in Mishra-ji’s hand on which I was still sitting. The very thinking of sitting on a man’s palm made me blush, yes still, even after such slutty behavior and I lifted my ass a little and the old man readily pulled his hand out and took Moti off my lap. Moti was again the well-behaved dog, as he looked initially when I boarded the auto! I quickly pulled down my sari to cover my fully exposed thighs and legs. I was thankful in my mind to find that my sari pallu was still clinging to my breast. I appropriately covered my blouse-covered treasures and at the same time found Mishra-ji adjusting his crotch within his dhoti, probably stroking his lund and relaxing and consoling it for missing the free fuck! I smiled to myself at my own naughty thinking.
Mishra-ji: Beti it seems milk has sipped out of your mammary. Shall I give you a handkerchief to wipe it?
12-12-2011, 02:25 PM
RE: Guruji Ka Sex Treatment
Me: No, its not milk, its your dog’s tongue-work.
Uday: Madam is still childless Mishra-ji and hence has come to Guru-ji.
Mishra-ji: Oh sorry beti. But Guru-ji’s treatment will definitely help you to get pregnancy.
‘I do not know about pregnancy, but if I go on allowing unknown males to touch my body so liberally, I will surely become a whore soon’, I thought to myself.
The auto rickshaw ride was soon over as we reached the ashram. Mishra-ji bid me good-bye and as I was descending from the vehicle, for one last time I felt very clearly he cupped the flesh of my round ass with his hand, as if helping me to get down. I could not meet Uday’s eyes and straightway went to my room and entered the toilet. In the twinkling of an eye, I pulled off my sari off my body, as I desperately needed a shower. My petticoat also reached the floor in no time and also pulled down my panty, the back of which was almost stuck in my ass crack. So I had to juggle my heavy buttocks to pull it down, which is now almost a regular phenomenon whenever I had to pull down my panty in the toilet for shower or urinating.
Then suddenly I noticed that one of the hooks of my blouse was broken and was hanging, which I did not notice in the semidarkness of the auto rickshaw. . It was not the upper one, but third from the top, must be due to Uday’s extreme pressing on my tits. I also noticed that the flimsy cloth of my blouse was also torn at that juncture, as if someone poked a finger through it. I never got such a long and constant squeeze on my boob in my lifetime, what I got today, and believed little that the blouse could do to sustain such cuddling! I needed to mend it via Master-ji. My bra was also moist with sweat and I was so relieved pulling that off and being completely nude. I put aside the wet pad at a dry place and took a very long bath trying to wipe off the guilt that I accumulated the whole day being a housewife.
Nothing much happened more and frankly I was not expecting any more! Nirmal did come once to take my pad and also served me the dinner. Meenakshi did come to ask me how was the fair and the wink of her eye told me that she was aware of my sensuous evening humiliation. Sanjeev came with a pair of spare blouses, which Master-ji had sent matching my size and also with the message that I need to attend Guru-ji at 06:30 am in the morning. I was so much exhausted after discharging fully twice in a single day with such a heavy dose of exposure and purposeful handling by males that I immediately fell flat on bed after doing my minimum chores.
I was feeling so hot that almost pulled up my nightdress to my abdomen and remained hugely exposed with no undergarments. I fell to sleep quickly, very natural, and honestly had a very tight sleep. I did dream that night, but that was very haphazard and I could not make out anything of it though remembered the presence of the snakes and Mishra-ji with his dog in the dream.
12-12-2011, 02:25 PM
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I wake up at Meenakshi’s call and quickly got up, adjusted my dress and opened the door. She told to be at Guru-ji’s room within half an hour. I used the conveniences and was ready with a bath by that time. I wore a new sari and one of the two blouses that Master-ji sent. This blouse certainly went befitting on my heaving bosom. I deliberately did not wear my panty now, as I would again have to pull that down while fitting the fresh pad. I was feeling refreshed and as if recharged after the herbal bath.
Guru-ji was performing some puja. The room was quite smoky and there was no one else apart from us. Guru-ji was as usual wearing his saffron attire. I waited for 5 minutes as he completed his puja.
Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj. So Anita, tell me, how was your day yesterday?
Me: Jai Linga Maharaj. I mean, err…
I could not utter more. What should I say? I enjoyed the male massages and kneading enormously, much like a slut? Guru-ji probably understood that.
Guru-ji: Okay Anita, I can understand it was morally very painful to adjust to such treatments you being a housewife, but seeing your wet pads yesterday I assessed how much pleasure you extracted.
Me: Yes I had heavy discharges both times.
Guru-ji: Good Anita. But I do not want you to concentrate on any other thing till today and as was yesterday you have to respond to situations appropriately.
Me: Guru-ji, can I ask you something?
Guru-ji: I know probably what you will ask. You had your discharges but you did not feel the urge for intercourse. Right?
I nodded my head in agreement, as I was about to ask that very question only.
Guru-ji: It was due to the medication that you are taking. I just want to measure your discharges and nothing else. For that you have to compromise a little, that’s all.
Me: Guru-ji, don’t say ‘a little’, I had to be extremely shameless to …
Guru-ji: Yes, yes, I take my word back, but afterall it will help me assess your position for pregnancy.
He paused very little and continued looking at my eyes.
Guru-ji: Today is Bodh Purnima and I want you to offer puja at ShivNarayan Temple, which is the largest temple in this area. Uday will take you there. I will have very heavy gatherings here, so Nirmal, Sanjeev, and Meenakshi will remain busy. In the afternoon, I want you to visit the Mukteswari Temple to attend the ‘aarti’.
Our conversation concluded and I alighted from his room. Again I had the feeling that Guru-ji was eyeing my undulating large hips under the sari, as he viewed me from ground angle. I was conscious that I was not wearing a panty and so was more alert probably. I went to my room, but did not have my breakfast, as I would go for the puja and after some loitering in the ashram and gossiping with Meenakshi, I went to my room to get ready to visit the ShivNarayan temple. Little did I know what sort of embarrassment and humiliation awaited me in a sacred place like a temple!
12-12-2011, 02:26 PM
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Uday: Madam, are you ready?
Me: Yes. How far is the temple Uday?
We both tried to act normally towards each other. I had taken my medicines and had worn the pad and was ready to move on. Uday had a good physique, as I already mentioned and after yesterday’s incidents, I was finding Uday quite ‘lovable’ if I can use that word. His presence was giving me happiness. He was clean shaven today and was looking handsome too.
Uday: Not much time Madam, we will take the bus and it should take 10 minutes.
We walked through the field to access the main road to avail the bus. Today Uday was walking much closer to me unlike the time we went to Master-ji. I was holding his hand at times to keep pace with him. I do not know what was happening in me, but I felt like spending more time with Uday. We took the bus and naturally it was a bit crowded. Uday today was protecting me in the true sense. We boarded the bus and Uday was just behind me with his arms on my side. I was also taking aid of him more than necessary now, for example, as I pushed people in the bus to get in I was holding him with one hand. As Uday held the rod above my head, I was holding the same area, our fingers touching constantly. As the bus traveled, I felt his muscular body was so secure to lean on and of course as I leant my heavy buttocks was directly pressing on his crotch. But unlike yesterday Uday seemed to be very well behaved today, may be as the bus journey was very short and our destination came in no time.
I noticed many people alighted from the bus at the temple stop and as I got out of the bus I did not hesitate to adequately press my protruding firm boobs on Uday’s back as he was in front of me. As I pressed my blouse-covered breasts hard over his back, Uday turned slightly and smiled back at me recognizing probably me effort to attract him towards me. I was really not very eager now to go to the temple, but to spend time with Uday, but my man seemed reluctant and was heading towards ShivNarayan temple.
12-12-2011, 02:27 PM
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Me: Uday, can I say something?
Uday: Certainly Madam.
Me: Do I really need to go to the temple? I mean is it a must?
Uday: Yes Madam. It is Guru-ji’s directive and everything has a purpose and a goal as you know also now.
Me: I know. But what I mean is… if we… I want to say…
Uday: Madam, you don’t have to say anything. Now you go to the temple and offer the puja.
Me: But Uday. I want to… how can I say that?
Uday: Madam, you don’t have to say that. I can understand.
Me: You are an absolute duffer. If you understood, you never would ask me to go to this temple now.
Uday: Madam, you go for the puja now and in the afternoon though Guru-ji has asked you to go to Mukteswari Temple, I will not take you there.
Uday: Yes Madam. It’s a promise.
I was happier now as I could bend this man towards my intention. I know that today I need two discharges for Guru-ji’s assessment and honestly, I wanted one of them to get through Uday.
Me: My god! Such a long line!
Uday: Yes Madam, it takes a long time to get in, as the deity is in the ‘garva griha’.
Uday and myself did not stand in the line ( indiansexstories1.com ) and went behind the office of the temple. A middle-aged man was waiting for us there I presumed. Uday had a talk with him and introduced me to him as “Pande-ji”.
Pande-ji: Madam, do not worry much about the line. Actually the extra time consumed is because of the regulation of only one devotee is allowed at a time in the garva griha to offer puja.
Me: Oh I see.
Uday had left the place. Pande-ji was around 40 and was strongly built. He had thick beard and I noticed he had lots of hair on his arms and seeing that concluded he must be having a hairy body. Frankly I like hairs of male body and I am lucky that my husband possess the same. Pande-ji was wearing a white dhoti and white shirt. I also noticed there was a boy standing nearby watching us. He was a teenager 15-16 years.
12-12-2011, 02:27 PM
RE: Guruji Ka Sex Treatment
Pande-ji: Chotu, you keep the line and then quickly have a bath. Madam, please come with me, no need to stand in this direct sunlight, let the line proceed inside the temple, then we can queue up.
Chotu went off and I followed Pande-ji on his way more inside the temple area. There were small hut-like structures and pandas of the temple dwell here I could understand.
Pande-ji asked me to sit on a ‘khatiya’ on the courtyard of that small hut. The cool shade was a welcome site for me with the small hut and a tree and two cows tied there. I sat on it and immediately realized that the hard coiled ropes of the khatiya were actually stinging on my soft ass cheeks. I was pretty uncomfortable and was trying to stretch my panty within my sari to cover my ass, but found that very hard to do in that position and could only shift my body weight from one ass cheek to the other to get some relief. I was also unable to tell Pande-ji the real problem out of womanly shyness. The rope was so coarse that it was poking me even over my sari and petticoat.
Pande-ji: Madam, are you not feeling okay sitting on the khatiya?
I had to admit ‘yes’ to Pande-ji and he readily came up with a bedcover.
Pande-ji: I can understand Madam. Since you are not used to khatiya, the rope is stinging your soft flesh.
I had to gulp that provocative comment from the man and since the khatiya was low down and as I tried to get up seeing Pande-ji coming up with a bed sheet, my pallu slipped. I must say I was a bit careless and though quickly covered my heavy blouse-covered bosoms, the man had a very distinct view of my deep cleavage and part of my big bubbly mangoes, as he was right in front of me and I was standing up from a bent seated position. In my mind I thanked my luck that at least Master-ji sewed me a fitting blouse, otherwise I would have been in a more humiliating position with two of my top buttons open. I noticed that my white bra strap was visible by the side of the left cup of my blouse. I slid my finger within the blouse and got the strap covered and this I had to do in front of this man’s eyes and naturally Pande-ji’s eyes were riveted on my tits.
As Pande-ji was putting on the bed sheet on the khatiya, I tried to adjust my panty and gently smacked my bottoms with my right hand and also massaged them softly, as it was still paining. I thought no one was watching me do that as Pande-ji was engaged in my front with the bedcover, but I never realized that the lad was back and was standing right behind me. I was more than abashed seeing him, as I knew what he saw and more importantly what I did. I saw the boy was smiling looking at me and at the same time looking at my flaring hips time and again. I could not look straight at him though he was a young boy because of shame.
It was a complete candid sequence and any woman would feel ashamed if such an action is capped by male eyes. I actually first stretched my sari pleats on my buttocks and traced my panty over my ass crack and tried to stretch it over my ass cheeks. In the process I bent forward very faintly accenting my round bottoms towards the boy and he must have seen my fingers scratching my sari-covered ass to search my panty line. Then I self massaged my ass cheeks one at a time with my right hand to feel comfortable. That’s all!
12-12-2011, 02:27 PM
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I sat on the khatiya with the bedcover on. Pande-ji went inside the hut and after some moments came out with a ‘thali’, which had all sorts of puja ingredients.
Pande-ji: Chotu you take your bath quickly and by that time I will get the milk for Madam’s thali.
I noticed that the tap was just few feet away from me and Chotu prepared to take the bath there. Pande-ji also went towards the tree some 10-12 feet away to get milk from the cow. Chotu was wearing a half pant and a shirt and he willingly took off the shirt and wrapped a towel around his waist and took off his pant.
Pande-ji: Chotu do not get the towel wet.
Chotu: But, then how I can take the bath?
Pande-ji: Come on Chotu, why are you feeling shame in front of Madam?
Pande-ji paused a little.
Pande-ji: Madam, just see this little boy’s shame? He cannot take a bath in front of you.
I laughed softly and was about to say something, but Pande-ji continued.
Pande-ji: Is Madam a small girl like your friend Rupa that you are getting ashamed? Madam must have seen many boys like you taking bath in front of her. Isn’t it Madam?
That was a provocative hint I thought from Pande-ji and had to ignore it. Pande-ji was now milking a cow with a tumbler in between his knees.
Me: I will not mind Chotu. You go ahead. No problem.
I said innocently not knowing what Pande-ji and Chotu actually meant in their conversation. I never could imagine in my wildest dream that Pande-ji was indicating Chotu to take shower naked in front of me!
Chotu: Okay Madam then I also have no problem. Please warn me if Rupa comes.
Me: Who is Rupa?
Pande-ji: Rupa dwells in the next hut Madam. His girl friend.
Myself and Pande-ji had a mild laughter. Chotu now without any inhibition removed the towel from his waist. He was just a few feet away from me and probably deliberately he was facing me now. I was almost shocked to see Chotu completely naked now. His young dick was already tight, probably seeing my ass stroking. My eyes could not concentrate anywhere else but on the open hanging dick of this young boy. His lund was standing like a banana in the air as he started pouring water on him. His pubic hairs were quite thin I noticed almost like a girl.
I was already breathing quite heavily and my nipples growing within my bra seeing the bath of this 15 year old boy. Chotu was very crudely washing his pubic area, especially his raised dick, and the worst part was he was facing me. As he made the slightest moves, his erect tool was almost dancing and making me miss a beat. Out of womanly arousal reflex, my legs started parting a bit, but I made myself control that.
Pande-ji: Hey Chotu, soap your body properly.
Chotu: I cannot do it better.
Pande-ji: Wait then, let me come.
Pande-ji approached me with his tumbler of milk and kept it in front of me.
Pande-ji: Madam, these young lads, they are so naughty. Let me soap him properly. You just keep an eye on your milk please.
Pande-ji smiled while he said the above. I wondered what he meant by ‘your milk’!
Pande-ji went up to Chotu and started rubbing his body with the soap. I noticed the rubbing was very short lived on his upper part and came down to his penis soon. Pande-ji was virtually coaxing his lund with one hand and twitching his balls with the other effectively making me feel very hot. My hand was automatically on my boobs and my thighs were slowly parting seeing this erotic act. I thought if Pande-ji did it for some more time, Chotu surely would have masturbated. Thankfully it ended soon and Chotu dried off his naked body and was dressed up.
I noticed that he was not wearing any shorts and just wore a fresh half-pant and a shirt. Pande-ji came forward now after washing his hands and poured milk from the tumbler into a small bowl in the puja thali.
Pande-ji: Madam, just see, how thick the milk is.
Me: Yes. There is no added water at least as we get in town.
Pande-ji: No Madam, it’s absolutely pure, like breast milk.
Saying the last couple of words, he made sure to look up at my upright twin milk tanks below my blouse. I could not say anything to such comparison. Chotu saved me and as he was ready now we were on our way again to the main temple building. I was carrying the thali now as it was fully ready.
Me: Pande-ji, I see all women standing in the line with kumkum on their forehead. Why is that so?
Pande-ji: Yes Madam, you will also have that. It’s a custom of this temple. Now comes the tough part Madam standing in this queue.
We stood in the queue now and this place was within the temple. The long line went outside the gate in the open. The place was not adequate here as it was a thin passage and men and women queued up there. The line was jam packed, to say the minimum, and it seemed they are standing for a long time there as almost everyone looked tired and sleepy. Pande-ji stood right behind me and Chotu was in my front. The pressure of the people in the line made me stand in body contact with both the males.
Since Pande-ji was fairly tall in comparison to me and standing right behind me, my sixth sense told me he was trying to look down my shoulder straight into my blouse. From the corner of my eyes I noticed that my pallu had shifted a fair bit in the hustle and bustle of the queue exposing my wheat colored upper chest area. Since I was carrying the puja thali, both my hands were preoccupied and I had to helplessly allow Pande-ji peep into my blouse. Just then, another panda came with a bowl of kumkum and put a bindi sort of mark on my forehead.
There was quite a bit of pushing going on in the line and Pande-ji was taking every opportunity to press more onto my back. What could I say as I myself could see the pushing around in the line. So I stood dumb as if not minding this. My pallu had slipped quite a bit now off my shoulder and was partly resting on my arms exposing substantial portion of my upper treasures. As my ample breasts tightly filled my blouse I could bet Pande-ji was enjoying what he was seeing.
Getting no reaction from me, as per the natural nature of all males, Pande-ji also was encouraged. In the beginning he would only press during a pressure in the line, but now he kept pressing against my curvy figure even when there was no pushing. I could realize his crotch area was openly pressing against my soft full buttocks. I was a bit alarmed as Pande-ji slowly began to move his pelvis up and down against my ass. I looked around as I was standing in a public place, but was assured that everybody was busy with themselves and concerned about the slow movement of the line. I saw Chotu was humming a tune and apparently was not much concerned what was going at his back.
Pande-ji: Madam, there is a lot of crowd today. It will take time.
Me: What can be done. Fortunately this place is comparatively cooler since within the temple.
Pande-ji: Yes Madam.
The line crawled forward very slowly and we were in a place where light was also quite inadequate due to the thin passage. Pande-ji did not waste time talking and was soon up to his tricks, which kept my mouth shut too. I could feel Pande-ji’s face was close to my shoulder now feeling my hair almost. I could hear his breathing round my ears. The long breaths were making me breathe heavy. The back of my blouse was fortunately decently cut and was not exposing much of my skin. I felt for a moment Pande-ji’s chin touch my shoulder. Right at this moment, I sensed Chotu seemed to wake up! He was pressing me from the front now and I had to lift up the thali somewhat to accommodate his pushing.
12-12-2011, 02:27 PM
RE: Guruji Ka Sex Treatment
Chotu: Sorry Madam, pressure is coming from my front.
Me: Its okay Chotu. Now I am getting used to it.
The young lad seeing no hindrance from my side gently and slowly started to press me backwards and I was tightly sandwiched in between them now. Pande-ji must have got somewhat aroused as I sensed he leisurely put one hand on my round bottom. He kept it motionless for a moment to see my reaction probably. I shifted only a trace out of womanly shyness, but the way Chotu was pressing me with his back, I could not move much at all. In no time, I realized the grip was quite firm. Pande-ji was assessing the firmness and roundness of my ass. My panty as usual was bunched up in my ass crack and I could realize that Pande-ji could feel my naked ass cheeks below my sari and petticoat. I could sense fingers were crawling on my proud ass and Pande-ji was missing no opportunity to squeeze my firm buttocks whenever there was a push.
Chotu suddenly turned to me and said in a whispering voice.
Chotu: Madam, the man in my front is having very bad sweat odour and since my face is near his armpit, I cannot stand the odour.
I smiled to his words and comforted him.
Me: Okay, do one thing, you turn towards me and stand.
Chotu readily obeyed my order, but I realized I made a mess, as his height was short and his face was at a very, very uncomfortable height – just in front of my protruding boobs. Pande-ji was not leaving me to breathe easily and was now kneading both my ass cheeks with his both hands. I could realize very clearly his tight grips on my ass. As he squashed my fleshy bottoms very firmly I almost uttered an “ouch!”
Chotu: What happened Madam?
Me: Err… No it’s okay. There is so much pushing here.
Chotu nodded in agreement, and as he nodded his nose softly brushed the tip of my left boob. And now with every movement practically his nose was poking my left boob. Since I was holding the thali, my arms are also raised up and I could not guard myself at all. Chotu did not know, but he actually brushed my nipple below my blouse with his nose. Never ever did my husband even played with his nose on my nipple! It was an instant turn on for me and the arousal was probably more than Pande-ji’s ass massage
Pande-ji was probably satisfied massaging that much and now I realized that he was searching for my panty line over my sari. He was naturally not getting it over the skin of my smooth buttocks and his searching finger was making me feel completely wet in my pussy. Pande-ji was now tracing my ass crack and at last found my panty line and was trying to pick that up with two fingers! I was feeling very much aroused with such an act, a man is trying to trace my panty line and now trying to pull the sides of my panty with his fingers over my sari.
I looked around again out of shame and shyness, but felt better seeing no one was noticing what was going on. The area was also fortunately semi dark and that helped this whole action. Chotu was now holding my waist to keep balance, as there was much pushing from the front. At least twice his face almost buried in my firm boobs due to pushing and he apologized and made this effort to not touch my boobs again. But I realized very well that this lad, though quite young, was naughty enough and now since he was holding my waist with both hands he was actually feeling my matured body.
With this double action, I thought I would cum immediately, but I was also curious to see and feel how far these two can go, especially this 15-year-old boy. Chotu moved his hand over the exposed area of my waist. His palms and fingers were quite cold, probably as he had taken the bath, and after lying motionless there for a few seconds, he moved his hands further down till it was on the fold of my sari on my lower abdomen area. I was feeling so weak due to his touches directly on my naked skin and felt like I should throw away the thali and grab his head on my boobs.
Pande-ji knew very well that I was in no way oblivious to all this. Pande-ji had picked up my panty line over my sari and felt, stretched, and dragged it amply with his fingers. He was over with it and was up to something bolder, I guess, as his hands were stationary for a while. I was anticipating something and that exactly happened. Like all males, he fell for my juicy boobs now. As both my hands remained lifted due to the thali in my hand and Chotu facing me, it was all the more easier for him to approach my round tits.
We were standing by the wall in the passage and I felt Pande-ji squeezed his right hand in between me and the wall and was touching me in my armpits. I felt very shy at this movement, as when he would touch my boobs it will be clearly seen by Chotu as he was facing me. I had to do something. But I was a child in comparison to this male duo and they did not give me any chance to react at all and made me speechless by their boldness.
It was a joint attack, if I can term that. The queue also proceeded to a dark corner of the passage in the temple, which also help aggravate the movements of these two different aged males. Chotu’s hands, though initially on my waist, slid constantly down and were just over my sari line now and in one quick smooth action he pushed his right hand into my sari! I was so startled by this act that I could not even utter a sound. Chotu did not give me enough time to realize what was happening, as he quickly pushed his hand deep into my sari frills with one push. This made me almost jump off my place and in the process my arms were raised more. Pande-ji was equally opportunistic to take the chance of my arm lifting and grabbed my firm jutting right breast down my armpit. It was a very tight squeeze straightway
I mumbled, but realized that I couldn’t shout and attract attention with Chotu’s hand in my sari and Pande-ji’s hand on my blouse. It would be too embarrassing. This was the first time I tried to wriggle out, probably out of shame and fear, as I was in a public place. I had to intervene and held the thali in my right hand, more so as Pande-ji’s hand was also below my right arm holding my jiggling breast, and brought my left hand down to my navel and tried to pull out Chotu’s
hand from within my sari. I kept wriggling, not attracting people as far as possible, but Chotu gave one hard push downwards, and I stood like a statue. I closed my eyes in shame and clenched my teeth, as I was feeling so helpless though getting highly aroused.
Chotu’s hand was deep down my sari and on my panty now, touching directly!
This young boy was almost raping me standing in front of me in the semidarkness of this temple. Chotu began to move his hands in my sari, sort of up and down each time touching my panty and over my pussy. For a few seconds my eyes remained closed and my teeth clenched tight. It seemed to me by his expert movement that Chotu had perhaps done this to other women earlier and he must be knowing that once you have your hands in a woman’s pussy area, she would not create any scene. I could feel Pande-ji’s hand was exploring my right boob thoroughly by pinching it, squeezing it, gauging its size, and tracing the nipple. I was now flowing down my pussy heavily into Guru-ji’s pad. I was aroused completely.
I had to open my eyes now, as I cannot stand like this in the queue in public, it was not my bedroom. I was getting weaker and weaker and lost my grip almost on the thali, as I was unable to even stand properly. But these two were clutching my 28-year-old jawani like octopus. Pande-ji now was moving his pelvis against my round full ass, as if he were fucking me from behind. I was too weak to struggle and honestly the pleasure I was getting from this twosome fondling was heavenly. I just stood motionless feeling Chotu’s touches on my panty, Pande-ji’s thumps on my heavy ass, and his tight squeezes on my right breast. In fact I was leaning backwards on Pande-ji for support.
Chotu now put his hand within my panty from the front and was touching my pubic hairs. This is probably the first time someone after my husband is touching me in such a private area. I was virtually writhing in ecstasy. Fortunately my petticoat had a tight knot and he could not move down any further. Expectedly I was cumming heavily now and was more or less reclining my head on Pande-ji’s flat shirt-covered chest. I knew by this action I was giving approval to exploit me more, but I was feeling so weak. Pande-ji was certainly emboldened, as he knew now for sure I liked this fondling.
Pande-ji with his free left hand was now again pressing my buttocks and with his right hand twitching my right boob and nipple. It was easy for him to trace my nipple, as it has grown up like a ripe grape now. I do not know if the man behind Pande-ji could see what he was doing. The groping was so direct, but probably the darkness in the passage saved anyone from seeing our acts. I realized the line moved up to an extreme corner of the temple passage and this area was the darkest even in daytime, as there was no ventilation. I saw a door to a room a few yards away and understood that was the ‘garva griha’. I tried to bring in some devotion and loyalty in my feeling for the puja, but things were absolutely out of my control now. I was sexually so aroused that was unable to concentrate on anything else, but more fondling of my body.
Chotu soon realized he could not go any deep down my sari and quickly took out his hand off my sari frills. It was a great relief for me also, but taking the advantage of the darkness, he reached for my sari down my legs. He bent slightly and being a small boy the man standing in front of him did not care to look round what he was doing. In a flash he held the bottom
part of my sari and began to pull it up exposing my legs. He kept on pulling it, further and further. I could not feel like stopping him, as the little boy’s naughtiness was giving me immense sexual pleasure. I was in no time exposed till my thighs and Chotu like an experienced married man was fondling and stroking my very well-formed smooth thighs.
Seeing the opportunity Pande-ji was also not to be left behind. I felt his warm left hand immediately on my thighs and I could very well realize he was more keen to pull up my sari to my waist. I noticed Pande-ji shifted a little to my left side as if to protect the nakedness of my naked legs. From outside apparently though my sari looked normal, but if someone probed further below, he would find my sari had been pulled up and was still getting pulled up and two male hands were moving on my naked thighs below the cover. I couldn’t imagine in my wildest dreams that I am standing half exposed in a temple and being fingered by an unknown boy and an elderly stranger like this.
Me: Ouch! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease don’t.
I murmured very softly so that no one was attracted towards us, as Pande-ji forcefully pulled up my sari and petticoat till my waist exposing my legs, thighs, and even my groin completely. Perhaps Pande-ji was getting much excited, as he had taken his hand off my left boob and brought it towards my legs to pull my sari up and expose me. Alarm bells rang in my mind as my whole of lower half was now exposed and Chotu openly pinched me on my naked ass cheek. I tried to stop Pande-ji with one hand as I held the thali with my other hand, but since he had both hands free and standing behind me, it was very easy for him to pull up the sari and my meek resistance hardly made any effect.
Me: Pande-ji, you are crossing the limit. Stop this. I cannot stand like this.
I was a bit stubborn now, but he did not care of reply. I was also unable to match his masculine power and he just made me stand like this with my sari and petticoat pulled up to my waist. His grip on them was so secure that I was feeling just helpless. I softly whispered to him again, but the reply was very strong!
Me: Pande-ji, stop this now.
Pande-ji: Just stand like this, otherwise I will expose you in this state in front of everybody.
I was shocked to hear this commanding voice. It seemed the person had changed in a flash.
Pande-ji: No ifs or buts Madam. If you shout I will take you out in sunlight like this. So just keep calm.
Me: But I am coming from Guru-ji…
Pande-ji: Guru-ji my foot. One more word and I will pull your panty down and take you in front of all, you understand
12-12-2011, 02:28 PM
RE: Guruji Ka Sex Treatment
I was utterly confused, at the same time I was peaking up sexually due to this fondling and exposure. But for the first time, I was a bit scared. I tried to keep my composure so that I do not create a scene and people see me in such exposed condition. For a matured lady like me, who is nearing 30, to stand in a temple queue in that forced half-naked state was asking for too much, but I consoled my brain and kept my cool as far as possible.
The line moved on like a snail and we were approaching the ‘garva griha’ and I was walking as the queue proceeded shamelessly with my sari and petticoat pulled up to my waist, now forcefully tugged by Pande-ji in my waistband. I could feel the cold air touching my completely uncovered thighs and legs and honestly I was dying in shame to such forceful treatment. For the first time, tears came to my eyes, as on all previous situations I was also enjoying the male touches on my body. Chotu’s eyes ogled my nakedness and he also enjoyed viewing me stand and walk in that semi exposed state. He and Pande-ji were caressing my naked fleshy thighs and buttocks at their will.
Suddenly I realized from Pande-ji’s hand movement behind my ass that he deftly pulled open his dhoti and brought out his lund and touched me on my naked ass! I briskly turned my head and my eyes almost popped out.
Me: What a lund, what a size!
I exclaimed to myself. Pande-ji’s cock was simply massive and any grownup girl would exclaim seeing that. He quickly pointed it towards my big ass. Honestly, I couldn’t believe it; there were people standing in front and the back of us, but no one could see what was going on due to the darkness and the narrowness of the passage. I simply had no idea what to expect now! The very touch of the hot penis on my naked ass cheek made me cum and now the arousal was slowly taking over my scariness. With one big push, Pande-ji pushed his cock onto my ass crack.
I was shivering in ecstasy as Pande-ji also whispered some lecherous comments in my ears, which were related to my figure and hips, obviously. He was pressing his lund hard into my ass crack, but fortunately it didn’t go in, as I was wearing a panty, but now he was pressing his thick erect tool on my soft ass cheeks. My eyes opened wide and I clenched Chotu’s hand in excitement. Pande-ji cock almost dipped in my soft naked ass cheeks and I was highly excited. He began to move his cock in a motion, in and out, as if he was fucking me from behind. I just shut my eyes and enjoyed the hot. Chotu freed his hand from my grip and cupped one of my breasts now and started squeezing it vigorously. I felt all my blouse buttons would fall open if he massages like this. Pande-ji’s both hands were guiding his tool all over my naked round hips, only my ass crack being covered by my panty.
My lips parted as I was eagerly wanting a kiss there, and my body had begun to move to the rhythm of Pande-ji’s gyrations. I was pronouncing soft moans now and was dragging Chotu close towards my body in excitement. My pussy was completely wet now and discharging and I realized I was reaching climax through this molestation. As I pulled Chotu close, his face was touching and pressing my erect boobs, and now he caught hold of my left hand, which was free, and guided it to his crotch. He unzipped his half pant in a flash and put my hand into it.
Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh!
I was uttering such emotions as I held Chotu’s young hard penis and was feeling Pande-ji’s massive lund crush on my soft ass. I didn’t need any persuasion and began to fondle his cock with my palm and fingers, as Pande-ji kept fucking my ass. I was feeling so horny and continued to act like a slut. I was still squirming in sexual stimulation and my body jerked, as I was cumming very heavily now. I broke out into spasms and was having my orgasm, right in front of the lustful eyes of Pande-ji and Chotu. While trying not to let out loud moans I had to snug my face into the broad shoulders of Pande-ji. This obscene show went on for some more moments till I had completed my discharge.
When my orgasm did subside I came crashing back to reality. I was feeling so very ashamed that I couldn’t raise my eyes to look at Chotu, nor to Pande-ji.
Pande-ji: That’s like a good girl!
I heard the whisper in my ears and also some whispering lecherous remarks. We were also close to the ‘garva griha’ now and had to take permission from Pande-ji to lower my sari to cover me.
Me: Pande-ji, people will see me now. I must cover myself.
Pande-ji without wasting words pulled out my sari and petticoat from my waistband and dropped it down and at last I was fully covered. Chotu turned back and Pande-ji wore his dhoti properly and everything appeared so normal in the twinkling of an eye. I was still almost panting as to what happened in the last few minutes and in no time our turn came to get inside the ‘garva griha’ and the door closed behind us and we three were there ‘alone’ in the room in front of the deity. I was feeling so guilty that was unable to look at the puja, offering puja was impossible in that state.
Pande-ji: Madam, I don’t think you can give puja in this state.
Me: Yes, no way. I am not in a position to give puja.
Pande-ji: But you can offer something to me.
Pande-ji: Madam, your job is over, but mine is not complete
Me: What do you mean?
Pande-ji: You had your discharge, what about me Madam?
I was simply shocked to hear that and before I could react Chotu took the thali from my hand and kept aside. Pande-ji also came close to me.
Me: But, you cannot do this…
Pande-ji: Madam, if you try to make a scene, you know very well what I can do.
Again that strong voice, which was so forceful.
Me: But please understand that I am married and am not like those what you are thinking.
Pande-ji: I know you are not a whore and that’s why I did not take you to bed.
I was feeling so confused, what to do. I was cursing Guru-ji and Uday in my mind for sending me here.
Pande-ji: We don’t have time. Chotu bring her here.
Pande-ji referred to the back of the deity, where there was a small place. Chotu quickly came to my back and held my hands and pulled me there. Pande-ji immediately hugged me from the front and my erect boobs pressed on his chest. I was struggling to get free, but could do little, as my hands were held securely by Chotu. Pande-ji was cupping my butt cheeks with both hands and was rubbing his face on my neck and shoulder. I was a bit surprised that he did not try to kiss my lips or cheeks, which is the general tendency of the males. He held me close to his body and his body odour was so intoxicating! I could not scream as if I attract people I only will be humiliated, so tried to respond to his touches. Though I had a complete orgasm minutes before, his close male touches were making me aroused again. My jiggling boobs were crushing against his broad flat chest and he must be feeling the fullness and firmness of them. I was struggling though with my legs, but it was nothing to Pande-ji’s powerful clutches.
After some hugging, cajoling, and cupping my well-developed butts and tits, he left me. I was quite amazed and honestly irritated due this half done act! But quickly I realized his plan. He went behind me, dropped his dhoti, and at one go lifted my sari and petticoat up to my stomach with both hands making me shamelessly half-naked again in front of their eyes. Chotu came to my front and Pande-ji now gripped my hands from behind and started digging his open erect lund in my ass. Chotu now hugged me from the front. In a couple of minutes I was hugged by two males and I never ever had this experience in my life and was simply gasping. Naturally I was getting sexually aroused again by this awesome twosome affair
I decided to surrender to this joint effort and Chotu was hugging me very tight, and I was also thrusting my juicy blouse covered boobs on his face. He was biting them over my sari and blouse. Pande-ji was constantly thumping my ass and his hard thick penis was kissing every bit of my soft buttocks. I was getting immense pleasure honestly. But in a minute or two, I felt Pande-ji reached his climax and ejaculated on my naked ass globes. Chotu seemed to take full enjoyment of hugging freely a much elder woman from his age and touched me at all my private parts. Since my arms were held by Pande-ji, I could not block him and he was in fact touching and feeling my blouse, my bra strap, my panty, dragging the cloth to see inside, and even pulled my thin pubic hairs!
After some quick stroking by Pande-ji on my buttocks, he was exhausted. Without wasting a minute, Pande-ji cleaned the mess off my hips with his dhoti. I was all along standing with my sari pulled up over my waist advertising nakedness shamelessly. Thankfully, everything happened behind the deity! Uday showed up after half an hour and I did not talk to him at all throughout our return journey. I was very angry with him for sending me to this man. I was back in the ashram and rested in my room after having a long shower and a full-appetite lunch.
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