Guru ji ka ashram sex kahani hindi


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    Anonymous Guest We boarded the car and Mama-ji drove us through the busy roads to our destination. I was sitting on the back seat while Radheshyam Uncle was in the front seat along with Mama-ji. Within minutes we reached the Parineeta Store, which seemed to be a decent looking shop. Mama-ji: The sari section is on the upstairs. As the gatekeeper opened the door I noticed he was looking at my firm tits and I quickly looked down and wrapped my sari pallu more securely, but actually in the process I unknowingly revealed the contours of my big breasts more as I tightly wrapped my pallu over my blouse.

    The shop was spacious and I noticed the store had all sorts of ladies garments starting from salwar suits, kurta-pajamas, tops-skirts, lehenga-choli, ghagras and even shirts and ladies trousers which were decently displayed in the ground floor. As we walked past the cash counter to the stairs I could well realize everybody was watching me probably due to my unusual saffron sari.

    Radheshyam Uncle was obviously walking slowly due to his handicapped state and I was walking with him while Mama-ji climbed up the stairs ahead of us. Radheshyam Uncle: Bahurani, you go up, I will take time to climb up the stairs. Me: Its okay Uncle. There is no hurry… Afterall he was going to buy me the sari, how could I just leave him on the stairs and walk up!

    Radheshyam Uncle: He he… Okay, okay… as you wish. Then do one thing… since the stair is narrow you climb up a couple of steps and then wait for me and then probably I can catch up! Though apparently there was no problem in that he said, but as the stair to the first floor of the shop was fairly steep and it was narrow too, I realized that I would present a very indecent view of my hips for Uncle. But there was nothing I could do about it and I climed up two steps and waited for him.

    I tried to move sideways as much as I could as I waited for Uncle, but surely presented a rather luscious view of my sari-covered plump and round ass for him as he was looking up at me. Thankfully the flight of stairs ended shortly and we reached the first floor of the shop. Like the ground floor, this area was also spacious and various saris were displayed at all corners of this big hall-type room with a wooden waist height counter running almost throughout the room.

    As I looked around I was extremely surprised that in that whole floor there was not even a single salesman at the counter though there were plenty downstairs! Mama-ji: Ahh… Pyaremohan Sahab, here is my Bahurani. She has come all the way from Delhi! Bahurani, meet the owner of this Parineeta Store, Mr. Pyaremohan Goyel. It was difficult for me to hide a smile looking at this sort of a human structure — though he appeared middle aged, but due to his short height, spherical body shape, and with a significantly protruding belly, he presented more like a cartoon figure.

    Pyaremohan: Welcome Madam to my small store. Me: Folding hands and suppressing my smile Namaste! You say this s-m-a-l-l! Pyaremohan: He he he… No, no Madam, it looks big, but not that big he glanced very briefly at my tits!

    Did he mean? Oh No! Me: Certainly this is a very large and beautiful shop. Very nice Pyaremohan-ji. Pyaremohan: Thanks Madam. Madam, please come. Both Radheshyam Sahab and Arjun Sahab are very old customers of my shop. Me: I see. Me: O! I see. Mama-ji: Arre… Bahurani… What should I say! Pyaremohan Sahab released all his salesmen from here and said he himself would show you his Parineeta Store showcase!

    Me: Ohh… smiling and surprised as well I am really… I mean honored. Was that not a bit too much? May be he had great respect for his customers, Mama-ji and Radheshyam Uncle, but this definitely seemed to me a bit too odd. Pyaremohan: Come Madam, come. We now approached the counter and Mr. Pyaremohan went to the other side of it. Pyaremohan: Madam, tell me first what sort of sari would you like to see and after that I will show you the exclusives of Parineeta Store.

    He he… Me: I mean err… actually I do not have a concrete plan to buy any… Mama-ji: Actually Pyaremohan Sahab we would like to gift Bahurani with something decent and which suits her choice too! Pyaremohan: O I see. Then just relax and see our range. As Mr. Pyaremohan was talking to us I could clearly feel his eyes were roving on my body. It was surely the last thing that I expected from his middle-aged obese shopkeeper. I saw his moving eyeballs halted for seconds on my obtruding boobs and then slipped on to the lower half of my body.

    Though this gaping was only momentary and hence I tried to ignore it and concentrate on the range of saris. I sat on one of the stools that were kept at the counter and Mama-ji and Radhyshyam Uncle stood by my two sides. I nodded. Though Mr. Pyaremohan appeared rather obese, he seemed to be quite swift in getting the sari bundles off the shelf! He unfolded and presented before me one sari after another and I had to admit in my mind that the collection was quite impressive. Simultaneously I was having a feeling of great satisfaction getting this VIP treatment where the owner himself was engaged in showing me the sari range of his shop!

    I honestly got occupied in browsing the saris very early and in the constant chatter Mr. Pyaremohan was doing for me describing each sari.

    Radheshyam Uncle: Bahurani keeping his hand on my shoulder , whatever you like in this set just keep aside so that when you finish browsing, you can decide on the sorted ones. Me: Yes Uncle. Surprisingly Radheshyam Uncle did not remove his hand off my shoulder and I could feel his fingers were clearly feeling my blouse and bra strap there.

    So I repeated my reply. Me: Okay Uncle. Radheshyam Uncle: Fine Beti. Carry on. I thought Uncle probably held me so that he could get better support while standing and hence I again immersed myself viewing the super silk, Badhni, and Gadwal collection Mr. Pyaremohan was offering. But that old fox surely had other plans! I of course was very, very astonished at this action, but had to be silent such was the situation.

    Though I continued to glance through the saris, but I was getting defocussed because I could clearly sense Uncle shifting his hand from my shoulder towards my back.

    He placed his palm over my bare skin the area of the U-cut of my blouse on my back. I had tucked my hair when we were coming to the market and hence it was all the more easy pickings for him. The warm feel of a male hand immediately made my senses as if ready to act! It was certainly not an elderly touch for support; the elderly man was clearly feeling my bare skin! Within moments, I could feel his palm sliding down more and more towards my blouse covered back.

    If I say that I was not getting thrilled by his hand movement on my body, I would be lying and when his hand started tracing my bra strap and moved down, I could clearly feel my nipples raising their heads within my bra! It was a precarious situation! I looked at Mr. Did he realize anything? No perhaps. He must have felt that I was extremely impressed seeing the sari collection of his shop. Radheshyam Uncle continued to feel my smooth scratch-less back over the fabric of my tightly stretched blouse and finally stopped just over my bra hook!

    I immediately had goosebump all over my body! I felt very timid and tongue-tied in that unfamiliar environment of the shop and was extremely stiff. It was not that I thought of protesting, but I was confused as to whom to ask help from, as my own associates were groping me in a public place! Moreover, what exactly would I say as to object? I could not just start accusing such an elderly person who happened to be the best friend of Mama-ji too!

    The respect that I saw in the eyes of the shopkeeper also refrained me to create a scene here. He must have been thoroughly enticed seeing a voluptuous woman like me! Mama-ji: Oh! Let me sit and see the saris.

    Pyaremohan: Sure sure! Take a stool. I am perfectly okay.

    June 1, Dosto mera naam Neha hai main ek 38 saal ki shadishuda aurat hoon. Meri family me mere pati aur do ladkiya hai. Ek ka naam Teena hai aur dusri ka naam Meena hai. Meri family ek medical class family hai. Mere pati ne yaha aa kar bahot sari company aur factories me interviews diye par afsos wo khin par bhi select nhi hue. Dheere- dheere humare bache hue paise bhi khatam ho gye aur ab humare ghar me paiso ko le kar daily jhagde hone lag gye.

    Main aur mere pati is bure waqt se bahot preshan ho chukke the. Par wo bhi kya kar sakte the. Akhir unhe ek chote se office me ek job mili par vaha par bhi kuch jyada salary nhi thi bas time pass nokari kar rhe the. Click here for more options Ek din main aise hi market se aa rhi thi tabhi mujhe diwar par ek poster dikha jis par vaha ke ek bahot mashoor Baba Chinta mukat ki photo lagi hui thi aur sath me ye bhi likha hua tha ki Baba aap ki sari chinta aur tension pal bhar me door kar dete hai.

    Unka poster dekh kar mere man me ek umeed si jaag uthi aur maine man hi man unke pass jane ki than li. Kyoki us time jesi mere ghar ki halat chal rhi thi us time me mujhe apni ghar ke liye main kuch bhi karne ko tayar thi. Main jese hi ghar aayi toh apne pati se is bare me baat kari mujhe pta tha ki unhe aise baba par jara sa bhi vishwas nhi hai par fir bhi unhone mujhe ye keh diya — Dekho Neha tumhe pta hai main in cheezo par jara sa bhi vishwas nhi karta tumhe jo bhi thik lage wo karo main tumhe kahi jane se mana nhi karta tumhe jo bhi thik lage tum wo karo.

    Apne pati se jane ki izzazat pa kar main jane ke liye tayar ho gyi. Aur agle din main ache se tayar ho kar Baba ji ke aasharm me gyi, waha par satsang chal rhi thi kaafi log unki satsang sun rhe the. Baba ji ke side me do ladkiya khadi hui thi un dono ne white color ki saare pehni hui thi.

    Jab meri baari unse milne ko aayi toh unhone mujhe dekhta hi kha — Beti mujhe tumhare mathe ki lakeere saaf saaf bta rhi hai ki tum bahot badi mushkil me ho, tum aisa karo tum mujhe baad me milo. Tabhi ek unki aunty mujhse boli — Beti tum bilkul shi jagah aayi ho Baba ji tumhari sari preshani aur museebto ko door kar denge.

    Iske baad main side me khadi ho gyi aur Baba ji ke bulawe ka intezar karne lag gyi. Kuch hi der me sare ke sare log waha se chale gye aur fir ek ladki mujhe bulane ke liye aayi. Main andar chali gyi toh dekha ki Baba ji bethe pooja kar rhe the. Mujhe unke sewak ne kha ki main unke samne beth jaun. Main unke samne beth gyi. Main unke samne apne sir par chunni le kar aur apne dono hath jod kar unke samne chup chap bethi rhi.

    Karib 5 minute baad achanak unhone apni ankhen kholi aur bahot jor se bole — Beti tum toh sach me bahot samsya me ho tumhe nhi pta ki tumhari janam kundli me kitna bada dosh main dekh rha hoon.

    Aur issi dosh ki vajah se tumhare ghar me itni ashanti faili hui hai, tumhare ghar se khushiya bahot door ja chukki hai. Main unki baat sun kar bahot dar gyi aur fir ghabrate hue boli — Baba ji fir aap hi kuch kijiye naa mujhe kya karna hoga main kisi bhi bhagwan ki din raat pooja karne ko tayar hoon bas aap mujhe upaye bta dijiye. Baba ji bole — Beti tum fikar na karo ab tum yaha tak aa hi gyi ho toh ab tumhe darne ki koi jarurat nhi hai main sab thik kar dunga. Main gidgidate hue boli — Baba ji fir batao kuch.

    Baba ji bole — Beti ab dhyan se suno kal tum thik bje yaha par aayo, kal tum naha kar naye kapde daal kar bina mangal sutr aur bina sindhoor ke yaha aa na hoga. Main kal se hi tumhari pooja shuru karta hoon. Aur yaad rhe is pooja ke baare tumne kisi ko bhi nhi batana hai varna pooja karne ka koi bhi fayda nhi hoga.

    Meenakshi: Not to worry! Just for routine lab test. Natasha standing up O! Okay, but err… how aunty? Meenakshi: You just lower down your pajama a bit and I will take the swab. Natasha: Okay aunty. Natasha was rather comfortable as only we females were present in the room and she lifted up her kamiz and started untying the pajama knot. I noticed that her abdomen was absolutely flat and her waist enviously thin as she quickly lowered her pajama halfway down her thighs revealing her red panty. Meenakshi went near her and squatted in front of her to take the swab through the apparatus.

    Natasha was obviously looking rather indecent standing like that with her panty fully exposed. Meenakshi pulled down her panty a bit so as to uncover her pussy, which had thin hairs clouding it. Natasha was visibly blushing in front of us. Meenakshi opened up her pussy slit with her fingers and first pushed a gel inside to lubricate the vaginal passage. Natasha naturally started emitting soft whispering moans as Meenakshi was touching her most sensitive organ.

    Meenakshi: Umm… nice little thing! But you should trim the hairs more often Natasha… that would give it a more appealing look. Meenakshi looked up and smiled at her and Natasha also reciprocated shyly and then she slowly pushed the swab tool into her vagina. Meenakshi herself was also looking very sexy in that posture; her big round sari-covered ass appeared awfully tempting as she remained squatted.

    Natasha: Shhhhhhh…. Uuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiii… slowly aunty… Ahhh… Obviously she was very, very uncomfortable as Meenakshi pushed the tube through her gelled vagina. We married women get utterly tight and she was just a young teenager! Meenakshi stood up with the tube and carefully placed it in a closed beaker type apparatus.

    Meenakshi: Natasha… one thing. Natasha: Obviously aunty! How could I relate this to a male… no way! After some more casual chat Natasha went to her room as her sister Sudha was alone there. Meenakshi: Madam, your work is done! Me: Uhhh! Meenakshi… thanks a lot! Meenakshi: Madam I will keep my finger crossed till Guru-ji clears you… I must be very watchful!

    Me: Right, right! But… but you were mentioning about some blackmail. Meenakshi: Yes Madam. Now that the work is done, I can share with you. Actually a few months ago this man, who is blackmailing me, came to Guru-ji for horoscope and some other purposes. He was a frequent visitor and Guru-ji was fond of talking to him. In the process he also chatted with me when he got the opportunity and… and in fact I also liked him initially. I could not restrain myself… Me: I can understand Meenakshi.

    Meenakshi looked at the floor and nodded her head. I stepped forward and placed my hand on her shoulder. Me: Then? Meenakshi: He invited me to meet outside the ashram. Honestly I was somewhat frustrated with the strongly enforced ashram rules and… and I committed myself in this not even knowing that this thug was….

    She clenched her lips and was vigorously nodding her head. There were hint of tears in her eyes also. Please continue… Meenakshi: Thanks Madam. I am already feeling better with your verbal support. We started meeting outside may be once in a week without the knowledge of anyone in the ashram and Madam, unsurprisingly I was getting refreshed till the time I was with him… Me: Hmm.

    Meenakshi: Mahesh! Meenakshi: He is now just a dirty pervert to me Madam… just a dirty thug! Me: Then what happened? Meenakshi: Then with time he indulged me into … nodding vigorously I never ever could realize for a moment that he had such filthy plans! You know Madam I was so pleased initially that he did not have those hungry looks at my body and he did not show any great keenness also to touch me when he got the opportunities.

    That added to my faith as well. We went to see a movie down the village and it was so much fun after a long time for me! I really felt refreshed with him, but… but Meenakshi again started nodding her head vigorously … it was all planned! I softly held her hands and tried to give her some support. Meenakshi: Then the plan hatched! One day he proposed me to visit the town for a big fair there. It was a trap. I never realized. Me: Trap? Meenakshi: I took a day off from ashram and went with him. We were pretty tired traversing the whole fair on foot and he proposed to take rest in a small roadside dharamsala where we could have bath also to get fresh.

    Meenakshi: It was a single room and the setting was such Madam… Me: Hmm… I can understand… but its natural also Meenakshi… you both liked each other… Meenakshi: Lifestyle submit a guest post at that point of time I was blind… Huh! Naturally I was anxious to know what exactly happened to her.

    Meenakshi: Madam that bastard had set an automatic camera there and captured all my intimate moments with him… plus myself in undressed or almost undressed conditions! Me: What? Meenakshi: Yes Madam, now he threatens to share that with Guru-ji and the villagers also! Me: My God! What a dirty scoundrel!

    Meenakshi: I never could gauge his intentions… Me: What does he want? Meenakshi: Enjoyment… aur kya! Me: Uff! These males…. Meenakshi: Exactly Madam… he is blackmailing and milking my body based on those photographs and… and am quite helpless… she dropped her chin and was looking at the floor; she was indeed tearful Me: I would love to help you to get out of this situation… but how? How Meenakshi? Meenakshi: Madam, when you said that you will extend your help to me I instantly coined a plan to pin down that crook.

    Meenakshi: Madam, let me plan it a bit more concretely as I must get out of his dirty clutches. I will tell you everything, but not now. I am getting late to Guru-ji, but be rest assured that blackmailer would not be able to harm you in any way. Meenakshi: Right Madam! I rested for a while and had my dinner early and went to bed. Indeed I was awfully tired and thinking of how to trap that blackmailer, I fell asleep. Next day when I arose it was quite late and as I noticed the clock it was a.

    I quickly got out of the bed and went to the toilet. I was feeling wonderfully fresh after the deep sleep I had and as I washed my face I felt delightfully charged up and full of energy. I was already informed that I needed to attend Guru-ji by 11 a. I was naturally tremendously hungry and so gulped down my breakfast pretty fast and went for a walk around the ashram so that I was absolutely refreshed before I attended Guru-ji.

    Concurrently I was also anxious to know if everything was okay from Meenakshi. It was Natasha; her sister Sudha was also with her. Me: Arre you! Good morning! Natasha: Taking a morning walk Bhabie?

    Me: Yes, sort of. So how was your first night at the ashram? Did you sleep well? And… and what about you? I indicated to Sudha Sudha: Yes Bhabie, had some good sleep. Me: And how do you feel like… I mean here? Sudha: Just great…. No gichgich… no chipchip of mom. Natasha: Am only two years elder than her. Am 19 now and Sudha is Though the gap was only two years, Natasha appeared much fuller physically and looked pretty matured.

    Sudha still retained the teenage innocence in the true sense of the term and her body was somewhat petite compared to her elder sister. Me: I see! Just then I saw Nirmal coming towards us hurriedly. Me: The joker is coming I said in a whispering tone As both girls looked back they were naturally quite amused.

    Nirmal was a short man and the way he was walking, trying to walk fast, made it quite a comical scene. Nirmal: Madam… Guru-ji is puff … is calling you now. I noticed the nitwit eyeing the tight tits of the young girls, especially Natasha.

    My goodness! No problems. Nirmal: You two… you also get back to your room and stay ready… Guru-ji will call you soon. Natasha and Sudha nodded to Nirmal and we all started walking back towards the ashram. Come Anita come. I quickly adjusted my sari pallu once over my boobs and stepped towards Guru-ji who was sitting on the small settee placed at the room corner. Guru-ji: You look absolutely fresh my dear! Guru-ji sounded very calm and seemed to be in a light mood today.

    Naturally I was quite surprised hearing that and frowned at him though unable to utter anything! I was still apprehensive that if Guru-ji had caught the trick that Meenakshi and I had planned. Guru-ji: Beti, now that you have stayed in my ashram for a few days you know every well that I have to stay within the rules of the ashram and I cannot violate that on any condition… hence though I knew that your vaginal swab would not reveal anything… I had to pursue with it.

    I checked the swab which Meenakshi collected from you and it was negative for any sexual stains. You are such a respected person… I will feel very small if you apologize to me for such a silly reason. Guru-ji: yes, yes… everything is okay and we will next proceed to Nirmalta Parikshan. And I am confident that you will pass that with flying colors too as well as the concluding part of the Maha-yagya tonight.

    Me: Thanks Guru-ji. Guru-ji looked so calm! His gaze fixed on my face. He was wearing only a saffron dhoti and uttariya shawl like cloth covering the upper part of the body and had one of his legs folded on the settee. I could see his hairy legs peeping out of his dhoti, which had indecently hiked up his muscular legs due to his posture. As I looked up his partially uncovered legs, my heart beat stopped thinking of his monstrous cock hidden under his dhoti!

    Instantly I remembered the grand fuck that I had in his hands — Ah! It was so refreshing! How can I forget his tight embraces, his strong body odor, his big masculine physique, and of course his monstrous cock and the superb ramming!

    I enjoyed every bit of it! I was naturally flushed by my naughty thoughts. Guru-ji: Umm… Anita… I was almost startled as I was getting deeply immersed in the thoughts of those moments I spent with Guru-ji! Guru-ji: What happened Anita? Guru-ji looked at me questioningly and I was visibly fumbling! Me: Nope… err… no… nothing Guru-ji! I tried to smile and act normally.

    Guru-ji: Okay! I almost trembled in momentary excitement as I closed my eyes once thinking about the long and shameless intercourse session that I had with him. I could feel the known discomfort already inside my panty! Guru-ji: Okay, okay! But Anita I wanted to ask you that whether you experienced any side effect to the herbal medications that you consumed? Even anything minor? Me: No, no Guru-ji. Its absolutely fine with me.

    I diuretic not experience any. These herbs do significantly address that aspect also. Me: Yes… surely Guru-ji. That change I can feel. I am much more energetic than I was previously. Otherwise how could I sustain three fucks in a day! Guru-ji: Good, good. And with the continued and appropriate use of these herbal mixtures and oils you will surely flourish more as a woman Beti.

    Your relation with your husband would thrive as well and you will have a merry mind always, which in fact is a fundamental prerequisite of conceiving you know… Me: I also expect that Guru-ji.

    And today with the conclusion of Maha-yagya you will just be on the right track! Me: Ji Guru-ji! We both offered a pranam towards the deity of Linga Maharaj in the room. Guru-ji lowered his leg to the floor and got up from his seat. Honestly I was a bit curious about this process and could motion picture film luts download stop inquiring Guru-ji. Guru-ji easily read my mind and interrupted me. Guru-ji: Beti… since there has been an interlude in the Maha-yagya and you had been out of the ashram for a significant period of time… this process will again orient you to the yagya process in addition to help purify your mental and physical state.

    Now you can go and call those two girls. The last few words were quite affirmative and self explanatory that Guru-ji was not expecting any more questions. I nodded and quickly turned back and went out for Sudha and Natasha. Myself, Sudha, and Natasha were in the Diksha Room. There were pictures of various gods and goddesses all round the walls.

    There was a throne-like structure where Linga Maharaj statue was garlanded with lots of flowers and leaves. Several thick and fragrant agarbattis were burning in the room and the whole atmosphere was quite smoky already!

    There was a furniture or something like that covered by a big dark cloth. I could not make out what was that actually. Guru-ji was standing in front of the throne with his eyes closed and hands in prayer form about his chest. As I looked round I could not find any other disciple of Guru-ji! I stood behind Guru-ji and offered a prayer to Linga Maharaj and naturally Sudha and Natasha followed suit.

    His hairy chest was clearly visible through his uttariya and in fact one of his nipples was out of the cloth. I was amazed to see his dark chocolate colored areola as it was appearing so clear and prominent among his chest hairs as if someone drew it!

    Guru-ji completing the prayer : Ah! You are all here! I would also not waste any more time and go directly into the Nirmalta Parikshan. Me: Okay Guru-ji. Nirmalta as you can easily understand denote purity and cleanliness. And, Parikshan refers to examination. So all of you three will undergo some course of action which would lead to this assessment and of course during this phenomenon your body and soul would get pure.

    In fact Nirmalta Parikshan has several routes… I mean a number of ways are there to purify body and soul… tantriks and sadhus use the way they have learnt from their Gurus… I will use the one which I have inherited. Am I clear? Let me explain what you need to do during this Parikshan. Anita, since you are married you were asked to undergo the vaginal swab, which you have already passed successfully, and now whatever I narrate relates to all three of you.

    For the second time, all three of us echoed a nod. Guru-ji: When I say purification here it stands for body and soul purification. They always go hand in hand… one is incomplete without the other.

    However, in our ashram we have other means to purify soul while Nirmalta Parikshan is exclusively used as a tool to purify bodily impurities. Are you getting me Sudha? You are the youngest… Guru-ji smiled looking at her As he said the words, he took a few steps forward and came near Sudha and put his right hand over her shoulder.

    Sudha was visibly a bit hesitant and nervous too. Sudha: Ye… yes Guru-ji. Err… I have no problems in understanding your narration. So the first step would be then to wash your hands with Ganga jal and then offer a prayer to Linga Maharaj with a free mind. This basically refers to seeking permission from Linga Maharaj for this course of action.

    Nirmalta Parikshan basically is three-fold, viz. Anita, you are aware by now about the importance of saliva I guess… Me: Yes… yes Guru-ji. My heart almost skipped a beat thinking of those intimate moments during the course of that puja. Guru-ji: You two may not be aware… but you will soon know! Guru-ji smiled mysteriously looking at those young girls and they naturally looked somewhat blank not able to recognize what Guru-ji exactly meant.

    Guru-ji: During this whole cleaning sequence you will get to know how I remove your bodily impurities when I get one. And… and you can attend this session with your current clothing… no problems for that. And… oho! One thing! Myself, Sudha, and Natasha — all three looked questionably at Guru-ji. Guru-ji: No, no… nothing of concern girls! I just… I just wanted to make sure that since you will get adequately wet during this Parikshan, you should be wearing your undergarments Guru-ji paused and looked towards our crotch and it was so, so awkward… … both upper and lower… and if not, then go to your room and … I could not maintain eye contact with Guru-ji in usual shyness and looked towards the floor and concurrently noticed that the two chicks were giggling bashfully.

    Guru-ji: What happened? Why are you two smiling? Guru-ji himself was smiling too Though Natasha and Sudha were chuckling, they obviously appeared edgy and could not reply anything. I was not at all anticipating that Guru-ji would want a nod from me and hence was fumbling. Me: Haa. Tuu… True. Guru-ji: I am also wearing a brief under my dhoti and… and I am not shy to tell that … am I?

    I can also show that if required! The cute chuckles on their faces disappeared instantly and both looked towards the floor in natural teen timidity. Guru-ji: Why did you two feel shy? If I need to live in this society I have to abide by the basic norms and one of them is clothing and… and if I am a girl and over years I should be wearing undergarments.

    And what are they? A brassiere to cover my breasts and a panty to cover my honey pot. Guru-ji paused and looked at Natasha and Sudha and unmistakably there was a reddish tinge on the faces of both girls. Guru-ji: Am I saying anything very weird or very innovative or a rare secret?

    Tell me! Natasha and Sudha both nodded negatively looking towards the floor. Guru-ji: Then? Look up! Straight into my eyes. The two girls slowly raised their faces shedding their natural feminine shyness and looked at Guru-ji. Did you get my point? Natasha: Yes Guru-ji. It was foolish on our part to smile like that. Guru-ji gently nodding his head : Quick learning is a key in life my child!

    You two must grasp the ashram codes fast and when I say it… I mean it. Let me repeat - there is no place for shyness here and what needs to be done… needs to be done. Anita I think is now quite well versed with the ashram norms. Me: Yes… sure Guru-ji! I could clearly note a shade of nervousness creeping into the two girls now as they both looked tensely towards Guru-ji. Guru-ji seemed to be enjoying that.

    Guru-ji: Okay girls! There is Ganga jal in that pot. Make sure to clean from you elbow down to your fingers. The container was a wide pitcher full of water, but of extremely low height, and so I had to lean significantly from my waist to fetch the water.

    Unknowingly I was offering a wonderful view of my big round sari-covered ass to Guru-ji. Sudha and Natasha must have been watching me too. The touch of cold water on my arms felt well and I started wiping them. At last it was complete and Natasha followed. Our gazes were fixed on her as she reached the pitcher and bent forward to reach for the water. Her bottom was of course not as flaring and as fleshy like mine, but she also presented with a sexy posture for anyone watching from her behind.

    Like the normal tendency of a teenager girl, she had wrapped the sari rather tightly over her body and her spherical bottom appeared quite prominent through her dress. Till such time she completed to wash her hands I noted Guru-ji was incessantly looking at the sexy gaand of that young girl.

    Last was Sudha, but since she was not that plump and sexy like her elder sister, Guru-ji probably seemed uninterested to continue watching her!

    He closed his eyes and was murmuring some mantras and myself and Natasha waited till she finished. The room was slowly getting filled with a perfumed smoke coming out of a set of agarbattis burning in front of Guru-ji.

    Guru-ji was slowly raising his voice as he murmured the Sanskrit mantras and slowly the ambiance of the room was altering! Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Repeat what I say. Guru-ji: Hey Linga Maharaj…. Now girls we building maintenance plan proceed with the actual Nirmalta parikshan. I could see the same apprehension on the faces of Natasha and Sudha as I had during my initial days in the ashram.

    That did not mean that I was not having a racing heart! My lips were already drying up even having spent almost a week in the ashram and being so intimate with Guru-ji!

    Guru-ji stepping forward toward the corner of the room : As you can see there are two tubs placed at the corner of the room… there… Guru-ji stood by the cloth covered thing and turned towards us and unveiled it slowly. I never imagined in my wildest thoughts that it could be a large tub full of water under that cloth! There were two very large jars made fully of glass and filled with crystal clear water. All three of us were compelled to articulate exclamatory sighs!

    Guru-ji: These are the two special tubs for Nirmalta Parikshan… currently the ashram possesses only two, but I plan to install a couple more soon as I am getting plenty of female devotees who need to undergo Nirmalta Parikshan during their stay here.

    I had never seen such a big cylindrical tub in my life and that too made fully of transparent glass! The water inside the tub had a slight greenish tinge and it was of course crystal clear. Guru-ji turning towards three of us : As you can see… these two tubs contain special holy waters which would actually help you attain a cleanly bodily state.

    You will immerse your body in this holy water and remain in that state for seconds and then come out. No exceptions. Am I clear girls? We nodded — all three of us were still mesmerized by the awesome sight of those two life-sized water-filled tubs having a faint green shade and in the smoky environment of the room the sight was it was indeed extraordinary!

    Guru-ji: One thing to note, you need not dip your head into the water … you will immerse till your shoulder in the tub. Any questions? Myself, Natasha, and Sudha in chorus : No Guru-ji. Anita, I think you would not mind if they indicating to the two sisters complete this tub dip first. Me: No, no, not at all! Guru-ji stepped back a few yards and I also followed suit. Guru-ji: Okay, you two go ahead. Natasha first. Okay… but mind you, do not remove your hands from this posture Guru-ji showed the prayer form … your hands must be near your breasts… till the end of the seconds which I will declare.

    Natasha: Guru-ji… I mean err… shall I go in with my glasses? Guru-ji: Yes, yes, no issues with that as you will not dip your head in water naa. Natasha nodded and started climbing up the stool kept aside to get inside the tub. From this altered position some yards back, I was having an extremely fabulous view of the two tubs.

    Natasha evidently was appearing nervous which was more apparent when she was trying to tuck the pallu of her sari at her waist; she was fumbling time and again and in her attempts she made her pallu breadth thinner and thinner revealing her blouse-covered firm right mammary from the side! Though she was a teen, her breasts were pretty full and naturally eye-catching from the side! I had to applaud Master-ji in my mind seeing the absolute tight fitting of the blouse on her breasts!

    In fact the material of the blouse that Master-ji had given for this young girl also seemed to be thinner than mine as I could clearly make out the white cup of her brassiere inside! Sudha was also keenly observing her elder sister. By this time Natasha had climbed to the top of the jar and was about venus conjunct neptune synastry plunge in it.

    Now go ahead! Natasha nodded and followed as Guru-ji had instructed. I felt a bit relaxed seeing the mouth of the tub significantly wide because being a heavy-hipped woman myself, I was concerned if I could slip in comfortably or not. Also, knowing that the water was lukewarm and noting that the level of the water inside the tub was at a decent height it would cover till the belly or max to max till the breast area; hence I started feeling slightly at ease.

    Guru-ji started to chant mantras very loudly and with the smoky environment of the room and the greenish water in bright illumination and Natasha standing up on the stool with hands folded for prayer — things were turning quite mystical! But just as Natasha dipped her feet into the waters of the tub, something very much unexpected happened and I almost shouted out in exclamation, but somehow controlled myself!

    As soon as Natasha dipped her feet into the water she slid down inside the tub very smoothly and since the tub was fully made of transparent glass we could all clearly see that her sari and petticoat immediately got bunched and flowed up inside the water exposing her legs and bottoms completely!

    Yes completely! Everyone present in the room could witness that Natasha was wearing a bright red colored panty underneath her sari!

    This would not have happened if the tub was made of porcelain or wood, but since it was see-through glass everything was visible to us like daylight! Natasha was a grownup girl with a nice full figure and to view her legs, thighs, and ass naked was indeed quite a scene! Though Natasha was momentarily unbalanced and unstable inside the water, but as soon as her feet landed on the tub floor she got steady. As the seconds started counting, the water inside the tub was exposing Natasha more and more!

    For the moment I felt for Natasha as she was unable to push down her sari to cover her exposed ass and panty as her hands were held in the prayer form, but soon realized that she was probably not aware of her exposure as she might not have concentrated on the glass part of the jar. Since I am standing outside I could see what was happening! Actually this was not a very queer or out of the world phenomenon for we women. I had experienced this when I had taken bath in the seaside. The roaring and foaming sea waters push up the sari to float on the water exposing my legs completely inside the water.

    Unfortunately the worst thing happens when a woman tries to take bath sitting on the beach and I had seen very vividly what happened to Sunita Bhabie when she tried to do that. The main problem is when we women sit on the sands for a bath wearing a sari or a skirt facing the sea, the first thing that happens is the current of the water push up our bodies off the floor and as a result our sari or skirt gets awkwardly pushed up exposing our legs.

    The same thing happened here for Natasha also. Unfortunately she was quite helpless in this case in seaside a woman at least gets an opportunity to save some of her dignity by pulling down her dress as her hands were engaged for prayer.

    Thankfully very soon the seconds limit was over. Its over Natasha. You can come out of the tub now. Natasha nodded and looked at Guru-ji. Guru-ji: Hold the rim of the tub with your hands and you will find a couple of small steps on the wall… to your left….

    Natasha easily climbed up the tub and was out of it, but she was thoroughly soaked from her bosom till her toes and she looked awesome! With the wet sari clinging strictly to her body, her curves were awfully prominent! Her firm breasts stuck out through her blouse while her round succulent ass obtruded sexily beyond her body curve.

    She was naturally blushing in front of a male. Natasha was evidently surprised, so was I. We even had toilet fixtures that worked. After breakfast, you would go back to your chalet, meditate for a little while, have a bit of lunch and then there might be a talk or a little musical event. Basically it was just eating, sleeping and meditating — with the occasional little lecture from Maharishi thrown in. The night sounds were a shrill chorus of wildlife — peacocks, crows, and parrots.

    The wails and cackles may have unnerved some, but I felt at peace. The Maharishi had some unique quirks. The Maharishi turned out to be more business- and media-savvy than his followers might have initially guessed.

    Finally, Brown, accompanied by Harrison and McCartney, visisted the Maharishi in Sweden and told him to not use the Beatles for his own business purposes — to which the Maharishi nodded and giggled. In preparation for the photo shoot, the Maharishi oversaw the construction of a tier of bleachers as well as the seating arrangements. There was room for one more person in the helicopter to ride with the Maharishi, and Lennon took up the invitation.

    Long running? Good works? George and John were really into meditating … Of all the Beatles at the ashram, Harrison and Lennon were the most committed to the discipline of meditation. It was just a way of getting there, and you could go on amazing trips. Calm down. Sense of humor needed here, you know. In fact, I loved it there.

    Ringo Starr later recalled his India experience as fun and exciting, but at the time he had difficulties adjusting to the food and the surroundings. Because he was allergic, he brought cans of Heinz baked beans with him for the trip.

    The Beatles drummer also remembered food preparers at the ashram offering him eggs, which were not allowed. The Fab Four dug their Indian attire. They looked like gypsies, their angular faces framed in long dark hair. Simultaneously I was having a feeling of great satisfaction getting this VIP treatment where the owner himself was engaged in showing me the sari range of his shop! I honestly got occupied in browsing the saris very early and in the constant chatter Mr. Pyaremohan was doing for me describing each sari.

    Radheshyam Uncle: Bahurani keeping his hand on my shoulderwhatever you like in this set just keep aside so that when you finish browsing, you can decide on the sorted ones.

    Me: Yes Uncle. Surprisingly Radheshyam Uncle did not remove his hand off my shoulder and I could feel his fingers were clearly feeling my blouse and bra strap there.

    So I repeated my reply. Me: Okay Uncle. Radheshyam Uncle: Fine Beti. Carry on. I thought Uncle probably held me so that he could get better support while standing and hence I again immersed myself viewing the super silk, Badhni, and Gadwal collection Mr. Pyaremohan was offering. But that old fox surely had other plans! I of course was very, very astonished at this action, but had to be silent such was the situation.

    Though I continued to glance through the saris, but I was getting defocussed because I could clearly sense Uncle shifting his hand from my shoulder towards my back. He placed his palm over my bare skin the area of the U-cut of my blouse on my back. I had tucked my hair when we were coming to the market and hence it was all the more easy pickings for him.

    The warm feel of a male hand immediately made my senses as if ready to act! It was certainly not an elderly touch for support; the elderly man was clearly feeling my bare skin!

    Within moments, I could feel his palm sliding down more and more towards my blouse covered back. If I say that I was not getting thrilled by his hand movement on my body, I would be lying and when his hand started tracing my bra strap and moved down, I could clearly feel my nipples raising their heads within my bra!

    It was a precarious situation! I looked at Mr. Did he realize anything? No perhaps. He must have felt that I was extremely impressed seeing the sari collection of his shop. Radheshyam Uncle continued to feel my smooth scratch-less back over the fabric of my tightly stretched blouse and finally stopped just over my bra hook! I immediately had goosebump all over my body! I felt very timid and tongue-tied in that unfamiliar environment of the shop and was extremely stiff. It was not that I thought of protesting, but I was confused as to whom to ask help from, as my own associates were groping me in a public place!

    Moreover, what exactly would I say as to object? I could not just start accusing such an elderly person who happened to be the best friend of Mama-ji too! The respect that I saw in the eyes of the shopkeeper also refrained me to create a scene here. He must have been thoroughly enticed seeing a voluptuous woman like me! Mama-ji: Oh! Let me sit and see the saris.

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    Pyaremohan: Sure sure! Take a stool. I am perfectly okay. Ha ha ha… Pyaremohan: Okay, okay. As you please… Madam, next you see this Gadwal. Let me unfold it for you… As Mama-ji sat beside me, he positioned himself sideways and as if to keep balance he placed his elbow on the counter table where the saris were displayed while he placed his other hand on the backside of my stool.

    Ha ha ha… I feel you choose the ones you like and then in the end we can decide how many to buy. Me: O… Okay Mama-ji. I tried to concentrate again on browsing the saris. I was in no position to look back and inspect because Mr. Pyaremohan was right in front of me. In the meantime Radheshyam Uncle had almost crossed all limits of decency as he was tracing my whole bra on my back with his busy fingers. I was getting a very mixed sort of a feeling — I was definitely getting aroused, but there was also my conscious effort to hide my expressions from the shopkeeper.

    All along I was hanging a smile on my lips before Mr. Pyaremohan who was right in front of me unfolding one sari after another and constantly babbling about how good the saris were. My lips were marginally clenching my teeth as I browsed the saris being very much aware of this groping in a public place. Uncle was now awkwardly pressing near my bra hook with his fingers and I was honestly getting concerned that if somehow the hook opens up!

    I closed my eyes momentarily and tried to remain cool, but unfortunately could not demonstrate any protest to this action.

    This actually was making the situation even worse for me. I probably should have altered my posture or at least do something to make obvious that I disapprove these lewd moves, but since I decided to remain silent and behaved as if I did not realize his intentions, Uncle surely was pumped up!

    What was he doing? I was absolutely convinced now that Radheshyam Uncle was trying to open my bra hook under my blouse! What audacity! His hand movements obviously signaled trouble for me and he was tactfully pressing my bra strap just adjacent to both sides of the hook!

    Pyaremohan: Right Sahab, let me see if I get that exact color… I was just a-m-a-z-e-d to see the normalcy of Uncle! He knew very well what he was up to, but he behaved as if…!!! Mama-ji: Bahurani, just see that sari once more….

    Me: Which… which one? I had to behave normally, had no other way! Mama-ji: That one, there at the corner. Me: O… okay. Pyaremohan was untying a fresh bunch of saris and so I had to get the sari, which Mama-ji wanted to re-see, but it was in the far corner and I had to stretch myself to get that. And… And as soon as I stretched myself to get that sari, two things happened simultaneously and I was absolutely dumbstruck! As I reached out for that sari, I had to lift my body off the stool just a shade and right at that moment Radheshyam Uncle, who had his hand on my bra strap for quite sometime now, suddenly pressed the hook in such a way that it simply popped open!

    I honestly felt as if tranquilized by this! Automatically my lips parted wide and I almost uttered a shriek! I was stiff as a board and I was simply t-h-u-n-d-e-r-s-t-r-u-c-k! I sat completely on his outstretched palm.

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    Me: Ouch! Mama-ji as if cried out in pain! Me: Oh! Sorry Mama-ji!


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