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Married childless after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother .
Then she tried with her old boy friend and then with Mr Vijay Kumar to have a child but all her efforts were fruitless as ever.
In her quest to have her own child she visits a ashram to take a special treatment. She was given Diksha and named Maya after Diksha.
In Part 20 you Read
What would I say more? The very thoughts of this idea was giving me a wild turn on and more so as I was not fully dressed also for a long time now.
Master-ji: Ramlal, do not waste time, as anytime the snakes may proceed to us.
Ramlal: Master-ji, how can I do it fast? I need the time. I need to think.
At this comment, I could not stop laughing and Ramlal probably was encouraged seeing me reacting positively to such a 'hot' issue.
Ramlal: Madam, this man will not be able to remember when he last did 'that', and he is telling me to do it fast.
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Now Further
Maya again giggled at his comment, which she knew she should not, but she was somehow feeling quite aroused at this development. Little did she know that the medication, which she took just before leaving the ashram with Uday, also had its effect on her .
Master-ji: Okay, okay, if needed I will show you what I can still do.
Ramlal: You will surely get a heart attack Master-ji. Am I wrong Madam?
Maya had to smile and nod at this lower class filthy discussion. Ramlal was now about to start and she was having a pounding in her heart with her nipples fully taut within her bra. Ramlal turned to the wall and took off his lungi, now he was in his underwear and vest only. She saw he took both his hands towards his crotch and started with the process facing the wall. He was time and again turning his head looking at the door too at the snakes.
After some moments he confessed reality.
Ramlal: Master-ji, I cannot think of anything at all. The scariness is more in my mind due to these snakes. My Cock is not getting erect Master-ji in this situation .
There was silence. Ramlal was facing us now and he was holding on to his dick within his underwear and Maya could clearly make out its position. His underwear was of thin material and she saw his dick was hanging like a big banana.
Master-ji: Hmm. What to do then? Madam?
Maya had simply nothing to say and before she could say anything also Master-ji bowled her over.
Master-ji: Okay Ramlal, do one thing. You look at Madam and try to masturbate. Seeing a female should help you.
Maya: What?
Master-ji: Madam, if looking at you can help him, let him. We need the milk that's all.
Maya: But Master-ji this is absolutely...
Maya was feeling so ashamed that her voice choked. Her feeble resistance was not enough to stop these males.
Master-ji: Madam please cooperate. Madam, if you feel very shy or awkward , you can do one thing, you can turn to the wall and Ramlal will see you from behind and try to masturbate.
Ramlal: Yes Madam, I will try this.
The rascal was now smiling very wickedly. Seeing no other alternative, Maya agreed and went a couple of steps towards the wall and turned her back to Master-ji and Ramlal.
Maya was almost tongue-tied as she had never been in such a state before or after marriage. She did notice on road or at gatherings males staring at her erect boobs or her swaying hips, but not such deliberate thing ever happened. Ramlal must be gaping at her full ass now as she was facing the wall.
Maya remembered while she was combing her hair in our bedroom once, her husband commented 'looks a big ripe Peech fruit darling' looking at her petticoat-covered ass. She do not know if Ramlal was thinking the same. Her petticoat string was tied just at the curve of her waist to her hips. She wished on that day she had tied it a bit up towards her navel. Her bulging ass cheeks must be appearing very alluring and more so as her panty had long ago curled like a rope in her ass crack.
Ramlal: Madam, you look so beautiful from the backside. Thank god, you are not wearing the sari, it covers so much of your treasure.
Master-ji: Madam, Ramlal is so correct. Your back is very attractive.
Master-ji also now joined Ramlal in praising her figure. Maya had nothing to say and could only utter, "Please do it fast."
After a gap of few seconds, there was another request coming from that scoundrel Ramlal.
Ramlal: Madam, still I cannot concentrate, these snakes are moving their head so much that her eyes are going towards them.
Maya: What can I do for that?
Maya was a bit irritated now, but Master-ji quickly controlled the situation.
Master-ji: Ramlal, you come close to Madam and I will keep an eye on the snakes. Don't fear. Madam, you also help him a bit to masturbate quickly.
Maya: What more shall I do?
Master-ji: Madam, you can do a lot. Right now, you are only standing like a statue Madam. I think if you can be a little bit cooperative and can just err... I mean if you can move your waist in rhythm, the work will be easier for Ramlal.
Maya: What do you mean Master-ji?
Master-ji: Madam nothing much. Just as the snakes are constantly shaking their heads and keeping an eye on us, you just hold the wall and move your waist rhythmically just like a dancer. Madam, please consider the situation for Ramlal also – these poisonous snakes behind and we are asking him to...
Maya: Okay, okay I understand.
And what did Maya understand? That she had to sway her petticoat-covered hips in rhythm so that this scoundrel Ramlal gets excited and get his dick erect. She thought it's no use wasting time and started to do as Master-ji suggested. She lifted both her arms slightly upwards at the level of her eyes and held the wall and started moving her hips in a flowing way. She remembered her school days when she used to be in dance class and that experience is coming handy today!
Master-ji and Ramlal both exclaimed with positive reactions at her hip movement and she had to tell them that she used to take dance lessons. Maya turned her head for a second and saw Ramlal was in close proximity now, and his eyes were glued to her swinging ass. She was feeling very, very hot now doing all this. She continued with her movements of hips and heard deep breathing of Ramlal at her back, as there was hardly any other sound in the room. She her self was getting horny now and was feeling the tightness in her bra, as the very idea of her self moving her ass like a dancer to get a male masturbate!
After some moments May heard nothing and felt restless and turned towards Master-ji and Ramlal. She realized that her pussy had started flowing fluids due to the heat generated in her from this abnormal, but erotic situation. She simply blushed seeing Ramlal's erect dick looking like a protruding rod within his underwear and he was constantly stroking it with both his hands. It was looking certainly very tempting to her , and for that matter, to any matured woman this is a very welcome sight. Ramlal was slightly taken by surprise by her turning to him and he stammered.
Ramlal: Its err... not done yet Madam.
Continued …
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This story is not meant to offend or an attack on Muslims or Hindus or any of their Gurus or ways. it is my way of putting a twist for fun and enjoyment.
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