A year and a half ago, I was in India, working on a graduate research project. I was invited to observe a fertility ritual that was the most unusual site I have ever seen.

First, let me say that I am a 26 year old female, unmarried, of Italian ancestry. Because of my dark complexion and black hair, I was able to move more freely in India than my blond and red headed classmates. After attending a dinner party at the home of a friend of our professor, I was asked by our Indian teacher if I would like to observe a sacred and secretive fertility ritual.

I told her that I definitely wanted to go, but see could tell that I had some questions and reservations. She informed me that our evening hostess and her husband had deceided to have another child. In order to insure the impregnancy and bless the birth, a ritual, involving a priest was needed. I asked if the couple didn't have children already and Chetna, my teacher, told me, yes, that the couple had two children, aged two and four. Chetna told me that she would send me sherapi for me to wear and that she would pick me up and take me to the ceremony.

The next morning a box was delievered to my room with the Indian traditional dress. I put on my underwear and then began to wrap the exquisite cloth around my body. What a feeling! I nearly had an orgasim just putting on the outfit. After looking at myself in the mirror, there was just no way to hide my bra straps and the cloth is just so sheer that my plain white bra just did not look right, so I deceided to go free to the breeze. What a feeling there! My nipples stayed erect the whole time.

We arrived back at the home of our previous evening affair. A maid met us at the door and escorted us, back thru the front rooms and into the section of the mansion reserved for the woman of the house. We entered a small room with a table in the center and some chairs around the outer walls. There was some food and drinks on the table and three women from the party the night before and the hostess were present. I was re-introduced to everyone there. One of the women was older than the others and Chetna informed me that this was the hostesses mother-in-law. The other two women were close friends. Later, the two sisters of the honoree arrived and the ceremony was ready to begin.

Now in this smaller group and in daylight, I took a closer look at the woman who was going to be the center of attention for this ritual. I noticed that Teja, the hostess, was a very attractive woman, in fact quite beautiful. Her dark complexion and jet black hair would have attracted men's attention in any country in the world. And if see wore the sheer sherapi she had on that day, there would be several stiff erections in the room. I was told by Chetna, that Teja was my age and that she had her first child when she was eighteen. Teja then spoke to the group. telling us to eat and drink all we wanted, but that she had to excuse herself and get ready for the ceremony.

In about ten minutes the maid entered the room and invited us to follow her down the hallway and into a very small room with no windows and light only by hundreds of candles. We moved to the back of the room and set on the pillows lying on the floor. I asked Chetna if Teja and her husband didn't sleep together, and she informed me that, no they do not. I had to ask then if sex was not a part of marriage and she said, oh yes, just not with each other. The husband has the maids and other women for sex. As for Teja, she has to be more careful, so as not to get pregnant, but that there were some men servants in the house that she got to hire for jobs around the mansion.

Teja then entered the room followed by an older woman carrying a bowl. Chetna told me that the other woman was a member of the 'untouchable' caste and that she was part of the ritual.

Teja sit down on a pile of pillows facing us and the priestess moved behind her. Teja crossed her legs and put her hands in her lap. Teja had put on a brown robe that covered her from her shoulders to her ankles. The older woman began putting Teja's long black hair up on top of her hair and pinning it up off her shoulders. The prietess then pulled the brown robe off Teja's shoulders and arms, revealing her very large breasts. Next, the prietess began pouring oil over Teja's shoulders and rubbing the oil over her back. Without saying a word Teja raised her arms and the prietess began oiling her breasts. The large breasts sagged over Teja's rib cage and her nipples began to harden under the woman's touch. The dark complexion of Teja was unlike American women's breasts in that there was no tan lines. The other thing that struck me was the size of her nipples; they must have been 3" in diameter. When the priestess got to Teja's waist, Teja laid down on her side and let the woman pull the robe off her. She continued oiling Teja's body all over.

After the oiling, the priestess went back to Teja's breast and began rubbing them harder and harder, especially the nipples. Then the woman took what looked like a quill pen and began drawing on Teja's breasts with ink from a bowl she had brought in. She drew lines crossing each other all over Teja's breasts and continued all the way around her back. It was actually like tattooing and from a distance looked like a bikini. The next thing was quite interesting and looked quite painful. Teja laid on her back and spread her legs. Teja's pubic mound was covered in thick black hair. Most Indian women were very hairy and Teja was no exception. The priestess took out a pair of scissors and began to trim the pubic area. This is when Chetna informed me that this was why the woman was from the 'untouchable caste', because hair is believed to be unclean and only 'untouchables' are barbers.

After a trimming, the priestess rubbed an oil over Teja's mound and then began using tweezers, pulling pubic hairs. I had to ask why she was doing that and how much was she going to remove. Chetna told me that Teja had gotten one of her husbands American nude magazines and that she wanted to have her snatch look like the American girl's crotch. I only cringed in pain as the priestess pulled for about 45 minutes. When she finally finished, she poured another fragrant oil over her mound. Then she began drawing the design on Teja's hips, crotch and butt, like around her breast area. Finally the priestess was finished, Teja stood up and turned slowly so all could judge for themselves. All the women clapped and from a distance of 10 feet, it looked like she had on a black bikini. Teja and the priestess then left the room and I asked, what next?

Chetna told me to just watch, but that the men were coming in. Now entering the room were three male musicians, Teja's husband, her two brothers, a priest, and her two children. The musicians set to our left and began playing native Indian music. The main instrument was a sitar. The husband and brothers set to our right and the children and priest went to the front and set where Teja had been.

Some more candles were brought in to ligten up the room and then entered Teja. See was wearing a see thru silk scarf that covered her whole body, but the tattoo made it look like she had on a bathing suit or black underwear on underneath the scarf. Teja went to the front of the room and set down like she had before. Her face was very solemn except when she acknowledged the children sitting in front of her. The priest then stood and began to pray and chant in Hindi. He placed his hands on Teja's head several times as he led the group in pray. Then he took Teja's head and lowered her to her side. She put her elbow down and rested her head on her hand, looking strait ahead. The priest then standing behind her pulled the scarf up revealing her painted breast. He then went around Teja and began talking to the children. He picked up the two year old and guided the four year old up to their mother.

The children then began sucking on Teja's breasts. At first a smile came to Teja's face as she continued to stare strait forward, but then she began to cringe a little as it seemed the children began to suck harder. The priest moved behind Teja and then put his hands on her sides and lifted her up to her hands and knees. The children moved under her so that each had an easier time as her huge breasts hung from her chest. I then noticed the four year old using her teeth and biting Teja's nipples. Teja did not say a word, I just saw her give a little in the elbows when the little girl bit her. I do not know if she was being encouraged by the priest or because she was not getting any milk from her mother's tit.

The priest then moved behind Teja and raised the scarf up on her back revealing her butt and crotch area. The priest then kneeled behind her and spread her knees wider. While saying a chant, the priest then inserted his middle finger into Teja's vagina. Teja looked down at her two children sucking on her breasts. The priest began working his fingers in and out of her love hole. Then he got his whole fist in her vagina. Chetna whispered that he was preparing her. I wondered, for what, an elephant. It looked like the priest got his arm up to his elbow in Teja's snatch, but it was not that far. Finally her husband rose and walked behind the priest. The grandmother then moved forward and took the two children from their mother's breasts and led them out of the room. Teja's breasts were red and I could see teeth marks and some blood from her left nipple. She slowly turned and laid on her back.

I just knew that we were all going to get up and follow the children, but no one moved. The priest removed his fist from Teja's hole and turned to the husband. He just pulled on the rope belt that held up the husbands pants and they fell to the floor. I now knew what the priest was preparing Teja for! Her husband's penis must have been 15'' long and 3" thick. Teja raised her knees and spread them as wide as she could. And then, right there in front of 11 other people, Teja's husband put his penis in Teja's vagina and began pumping her. I turned and looked at everyone's face. All eyes were on Teja's crotch. It took about 3 strokes for Teja to take all of her husbands cock, but finally the couple was pelvis to pelvis. Her husband withdrew about 8" and then violently jabbed back into Teja. After 4 more thrusts her husbands buttocks began to tighten and he drove one last thrust as deep into Teja's vagina as he could and then you could tell that he was shooting his load into Teja's womb. He then withdrew and cum began to immediately spill out of Teja's labia. She quickly put her knees together and put a scarf between her legs. The couple then stood up and for the first time kissed and silently left the room. Everyone else then rose and walked out into the living room where the party had been the night before.

I asked Chetna if we now left and she replied, no, more food. There was a large table of food which the guests began to feast on. Then the loving couple rejoined us, much to my surprise again. The husband had obviously showered and put on a plain white shirt and white pants. Teja had on another beautiful but seethru silk scarf, with nothing on underneath and in the bright lights of the living room, one could easily see her breasts, nipples and pussy. Like I said in the beginning though, a very different ritual and experience.

Chetna took me back to my dorm in a taxi and bid me good night. I was so eager to tell someone what I had seen and there in the lobby of our dorm was my graduate professor. He knew we were going to religious ceremony for women only, but did not know what. I told him that this was going to take awhile and that we better go to his room. I also noticed that he noticed my boobs thru my thin wrap. As I began telling Bob the story his eyes got bigger and bigger and his mouth just dropped open. When I got to the part about the children sucking their mother's tits, I couldn't help it any more and I just pulled my wrap from my shoulders and let Bob suck on my tits all he wanted. We then stripped down and fucked for the rest of the night, and I do mean fucked. Not made love or screwed, but fucked.