The Love "Guru" - Part I This story may contain adult content.

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Everyone clapped as I rouse from my chair to go onto the stage to get my prize. It was no ordinary prize; I was being honoured for the top teacher, “guru” as it is known in the Hindu Society, of the year and best charity worker. I had been going places to teach poor kids in remote areas where no one even dared to think about. It was such a pleasure for my family seeing me honoured by the Prime Minister and I could see from the stage my mum wiping her tears. Come on, mum, get over it. I was her baby but I had huge plans for other people’s babies. 

A week later I got a letter from the Government requesting me to move down to Lumley, a remote village which was 115km away from the nearest town and help the Government set up a new school for the poor and the disadvantaged kids there. I was just over the moon and I loved such assignments. I was given a luxurious vehicle, a flat of my own and a housemaid. What else would I want? Can you just settle down here and get married; I could hear my mum’s voice. You are nearly 24 and all you do is run here and there as the damn government wants you, my mum is so silly, all I could do was pretend I was deaf. 

Settling in Lumley was perfect. People were very friendly and in no time my flat was organised. The maid was very naïve and very helpful. That night it took me ages to sleep. I just kept tossing in the new bed as I always had difficulty settling into new beds and new places. I kept thinking late in the night as how would I go around the village first thing in the morning introducing myself and organising the enrolments for the less fortunate kids and adults if they were interested. Things will be so hard as explaining about education to village people has always been so painful. 

Next morning I woke up and found the maid busy cooking breakfast for me. She kept calling me madam, and that irritated me. At breakfast I asked her millions of questions about education and what she thinks about me as a girl making all these scarifies for them. She told me that the only person in the village who had ever been to school was San. San’s parents lived in the town where San went to school up to grade 6 but when his parents died he was brought back to the village by his grandparents to work on the farm. Poor San I thought and was eager to meet him so that he could help me make a round in the village and convince people to send their kids to school. I told the maid to send message for San to come down and meet me at my flat whilst I showered and got ready.  As I walked out of the bathroom, which was located few meters from the main house, wrapped in a towel, I saw a guy starring at me. What the hell you want, I shouted at him and why are you looking at me. Haven’t you seen anyone coming out of a bathroom before? I was just shouting when the maid hurriedly came outside to see what the commotion was about. Madam she interrupted this is San you asked for him. Ops sorry San give me 10 minutes and I will meet you here, maid get him something to drink and eat while I change, I said as I hurried back into the house. 

As I got dressed I looked out of the window and I saw San eagerly waiting for me. He was tall, fair in complexion and well dressed compared to the rest of people I had seen in the village. I walked out on the lawn and apologised and San ignored the whole situation as if nothing ever happened. San, I told him, I need you to take me around the village and introduce me to all those people who have kids who should be in school. San smiled and he said every house in Lumley had around 5 kids and there are about 35 houses in Lumley. The people here need doctors more than gurus to stop them from having kids, he said and I burst into laughter and he joined in.  

Back in the vehicle we chatted as if we knew each other for ages. He was a great guy with a good sense of humour. Do you always wear pants, he inquired; sometimes I told him, don’t he said the village people won’t like you in the pants. Don’t worry about it I told him, from tomorrow I would wear whatever your village people prefer but not sari I told him. It will take me half a day to wrap that around me and another half day to get out of it so when would I have the time to get admittance for the kids. He laughed and told me I was funny but I thought he had a good sense of humour. That day San took me to 10 houses and from each house I managed to convince the parents to send their kids to school. It was very hard to convince the males to send their daughters to school as they said that since they will be married off what was the use of educating them. The females hardly said anything when the males were talking; there was so much tension about it. I liked the way San helped me, he just knew everyone, and he called few uncles and some older ones grandfather.

It was such a hectic day and I longed to get back to the school and advise other volunteers who were present about the outcome. There were 7 of us, I was the head of the team, which had 3 males and 3 other females, and they were couples so they all had their own houses and maid and they all had brought over their own vehicles. I briefed them about my day and told them all to take a walk through the village and introduce themselves and be polite and nice and in that way people will be convinced thus they might send their kids over.  That night I slept like a baby. I was too tired to notice that the pillow and the bed were all new. Next day and the day after that we all were very busy organising enrolments and getting the school ready. During lunch or sometimes at dinner we teachers would gather up and discuss about how our day went. Apart from discussing they teased me a lot. They all wanted to know why I was not married and I kept telling them, give me a break, I am just 25 and I hate commitments. 

Days quickly passed and a month had slipped by. The students were ready and so was the school. I checked on the teachers over and over again so that they all were mentally and physically prepared to take the students. The language would be the greatest concern as most of them just spoke vernacular and had no idea what English was all about. Even I would say words in English when I was with San and he would smile and tell me the vernacular version of the word. The opening of the school and it was such a great turn out. People came to check on the rooms and what all the commotion was about. We started off with 48 students.  I reported the progress of the school to the government on weekly basis. 

During this time San and I had become good friends. He was always there whenever I needed him. he would bring fruits and vegetables for me and I would pay me handsomely for it and that made him very happy. One day he asked if I could pay him less and instead of money took time out in the evenings to teach him more English and maths. I was very happy with his and his interest in school work. He came every afternoon and I would spend an hour with him and he than would take the maid and drop her at her place. The maid never stopped talking about him and she said that she thinks he was interested in me but I would brush her comments away and laugh at her saying they were silly and needed education.  

Two months had gone by and I received another letter from the government advising me to proceed to the next village, Tapa, and get more students. Once again I asked San for his help and he was so happy about it. Going to Tapa would take us 2 hour on horse back as there is no road for you to take your vehicle he told me. As I had never ridden a horse I was thrown onto the ground by the horse and San burst into laughter. That was a painful drop I told him with tears in my eyes. He stopped laughing and helped me get off the ground. As I took his hands I looked at him and noticed he was staring at me. A quick shiver ran through my body. I had never felt this way ever, I thought to myself.

 I got up holding his hands and looking into his eyes. His hands slipped on my hips in a gentle way to bring me up. He helped me climb up the horse and told me to hold him tightly. I just held onto the saddle and the horse slowly started moving. If you don’t hold me it will take us ages to reach Tapa he told me. I moved forward placed my arms around his chest and rested my breast on his back. My heartbeat was just uncontrollable. I suppose San too felt my heartbeat against his back and he slightly turned towards me and asked if I was ok.

Soon the horse was going very fast and I held onto San tightly. Don’t worry you won’t fall he kept assuring me. We crossed a river and it seemed like just an hour had gone by and we were at Tapa. I have brought you around the short and easy way but when we get back this afternoon we use the road the kids might use to come to school, San told me so that I could see how far they will have to travel. In Tapa people were very friendly and listened to what I had to tell them and what Lumley had which Tapa didn’t. People listened with great interest to what I had to say. I was like a philosopher to them. While talking to them I looked at San and he quickly looked the other way just to avoid eye contact. I smiled and continued with my work. A kind lady invited us for lunch and I went to her place and had lunch with them. She asked if I was married to San, as we looked great together as if god had made us for each other. I blushed and said no and went to the well to get water. It was getting cloudy and dark and San asked me to finish off early so that we could reach Lumley in time before the rain started.

Though it was getting dark because of the thick dark clouds San decided to take me the long way. Soon we arrived at a river and the water was so beautiful that I got off the horse and sat at the riverbank with my feet inside the water. The water was warm and San asked if I wanted to swim. I hesitated and turned around to get back to the horse when I noticed San taking off his shirt and walking towards me. I yelled and before I could say something he picked me up and threw me in the water and jumped in with me. He swam close to me and pushed my wet hair off my face. He was really close; I could feel his bare chest against my breast. He looked at me and smiled, as he was about to swim away I grabbed his hands, what did you do that for, I asked with bit of anger in my voice. Just enjoy life while you can he said as he swam away splashing water on me. 

It seemed we had spent hours in the river splashing water on each other. I felt so young and energetic. All I had been doing since my graduation as running here and there helping others and I had simply forgotten to live for myself. The clouds got darker and darker and we decided to hurry back home. As we were getting out a huge bolt of lightening struck which left me stunned. Never me my life I had seen such a thing and I ran next to San and held his hands tightly. We better get going it’s not safe to be near water or under a tree. We hurriedly got to horse and were rushing to get back home when the rain poured down as if a dam had been broken. San stopped and said we had to find shelter as the rain was making it difficult for him to make out as where he was going.  We managed to locate and old hut and went inside it.

The roof was leaking the doors and windows were missing but we were glad we were not on the horse outside in the rain. I went inside the hut while San tied the horse. We both were dripping wet and I took off my top and skirt to squeeze dry them. I stood in my sports bra and tights and San looked the other side. He finally said why do you have to wear that, he said I hate girls wearing stuff that expose their body. I told him to shut up as I didn’t want to catch a cold wearing the wet clothes and we both didn’t know for how long we would have to stay in the hut for. As the lightening bolted down the thunder and rain increased. Standing next to the broken window I held my hands out to catch some rainwater as I was thirsty but before I could take my hands to my mouth all water in it disappears. San was observing me and he came to my aid. He caught water in his hands and I drank from there. While taking the sips I looked at him and his eyes were fixed on me. He threw the remaining water on to my face.

My smile had disappeared when he came close to me and once again pushed my wet hair away from my face. He leaned forward and kissed on my lips. I pushed him away but he was huge compared to what I was and my push didn’t even shake his hands. He grabbed my wet hair and pulled me towards him. I could feel his cold hard lips touching my soft lips. He opened his mouth and his tongue was all over my lips and inside my mouth. He pushed me onto the wall and kept kissing me. My hands were pushing him away but he was not giving up. He took my hands and using his hands he pressed them against the wall. He kept kissing me and I could feel an urge inside me to hold him and kiss him more. I pulled one hand free and ran my hands through his hair and he let the other hand go. My hands were running through his hair and onto this naked chest. He kissed me even harder and ran his hands over my breast squeezing my nipples. His lips moved away from my mouth and made kisses on my neck. He unhooked my bra, which let my small breast loose. I let the bra fall of my hands and he took my breast into his mouth sucking them passionately. He took chance sucking on each of them. 

He held me tightly and lifted me in his arms and took me to a dry spot in the hut. He carefully laid me down on the floor and started kissing me again. One of his arms was under my head as cushion while the other hand run all over my body. His hands were on my breast and over my tummy and on my thighs. His slid his fingers to feel my pussy, took his hands out and sucked them with great delight. He took his arms from under my head and got on top of me. He kissed his way down to my breast, my belly button as his hands worked hard to pull the tights out. Finally the tights came out with the brightly coloured lace panty I had worn. He kissed my pussy and I lost my conscious. I moved my hips so that my lower lips could come in contact with his lips. He licked and sucked onto my pussy and I was enjoying every moment of it till I came.

He reached up to me and started to kiss me again pushing my legs apart. I could feel he had gone really hard. I ran my hands through balls and penis. He got up on his knees and pulled me towards him. I was up sitting on the floor while he was on his knees and I took his manhood in to my mouth. He made noises in agony. He placed on hand on my head, pulling and pushing so that his manhood came in and out of my mouth in a rhythm. I think I was not fast enough for him, as it was the first time I was making love to someone; he moved his hips back and forth quickly. Finally he came and he held me tightly as if he was in great pain but it was just pleasure. He came into my mouth and when I felt the warmth in my mouth I pushed him away grabbed my clothes and ran outside. 

It was a long ride back home. The rain was still pouring and I was shivering not because of the cold but because of guilt of what I had just done. We didn’t say a word to each other on the way back home. It was a great relieve when I saw the light of my house; I jumped off the horse and ran into the bathroom. I washed and gurgled over and over again. How could I do such a stupid thing? What if anyone saw us? I would be fired and the government would cancel my contract at once. I fell onto my knees and cried out loudly. After a while I called for the maid to bring my towel. I wrapped myself up and walked into the warm house. Are you ok madam, the maid asked? I shook my head and went to my room. Heard the maid saying, madam I am going home I will see you tomorrow morning. I opened the door and told her she did not need to come till Tuesday as I was going back to the city to see my parents and attend an important meeting. 

Mum will you please stop treating me like a baby, I said angrily to her who had been bothering me since I entered the house an hour ago. But you have lost so much weight and you look tired she kept saying. Mum please let rest for a while and I will all be better. I fell asleep in my bed in no time. I was dreaming about San I could fell his hands on my thighs, I woke up startled only finding that Shiv was standing next to the bed running his stupid hands on my legs. I got up and kicked him hard, what the hell you think you doing. Well you have been away from nearly three months and in these three months our parents have decided that we should get married and settle down so I was just trying feel you, my to be lovely wife. What the f..k, I shouted back angrily, if my parents have made the decision for me tell them to marry you I said to him angrily.

He pushed me back into the bed and jumped on me and held my hands tightly and kissed on my forehead. I know you are as excited as me, he said so please don’t fancy around as throw this tantrum at me. We both know we love each other and we want to be together. I smiled back and pushed him on the bed. Yes I love you, Shiv I said holding him tightly. I don’t remember from when but it seemed that I have loved you forever. If this is love what happened between San and me, I thought and pushed Shiv away.

I ran to the bathroom and threw up over and over again. I felt disgusted with myself and I cried out aloud. Felt a hand on my back stroking it gently. I turned around and saw San looking at me with sadness and worry in his eyes. I jumped with fright and my hands hit hard on the bathroom mirror making a terrible noise. Shiv and his mum ran in to check as what all the noise was about and they found me on my knees crying! 

Comments (3)

Posted by gsaracen 03-27-2008 10:58,   well... very simple erotic story with some romance and drama.... as with all erotic stories that are somewhat competent, it was enjoyable. Wonder what happens next...   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...   Posted by shirin 03-27-2008 11:58,   ... it was good,as ever i like it...   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...   Posted by lorislittlesecret 03-28-2008 11:13,   ... Now I have to go read the second one...   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...

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