Getting Cleansed

The morning was still fresh when Meera and Ananya, newly appointed teachers at the local girls' school, were invited for a special morning ritual by Gowri Amma, reached the temple premises.

Meera was wearing a deep green pavadai (long skirt) with a mustard yellow sattai (blouse) and sheer davani (half-saree drape) while Ananya was wearing a maroon pavadai with a cream sattai and davani.

Both of them had tied their long into thick braids with fresh jasmine flowers.. Gowri Amma was clad in a simple white cotton saree with no blouse, and greeted them.

"Come, child," Gowri Amma said.

She led them to a small wooden platform.

"You must be pure before offering prayers to the goddess. Let me cleanse you."

She dipped her fingers into a brass bowl filled with warm sesame oil. She motioned for Meera to step forward.

"Remove your davani," she said.

Meera hesitated but obeyed and carefully unpinned the fabric from her blouse and slid off her shoulders.

"Good. Now sit down."

Meera folded her hands and lowered herself onto the cool stone floor.

Gowri Amma began by massaging Meera's arms and then moving towards her shoulders. The oil dripped down and stained the fabric of Meera's yellow blouse.

Gowri Amma turned to Ananya.

"Now you, child. Take off your davani."

Ananya. undraped her maroon half-saree and sat next to Meera.

"Good girls," the priestess said.

She began rubbing oil on Ananya's arms and shoulders, and then to her neck. The warm oil soaked into Ananya's blouse. She shivered as Gowri Amma's hands brushed along her collarbone.

"The blessing must reach your skin, take off your blouses." Gowri Amma said.

Meera and Ananya looked at each other. Slowly Meera reached behind her back and unhooked the buttons and slid it off her shoulders revealing her white cotton bra. Ananya followed and peeled off her cream blouse revealing her pink floral bra.

Gowri Amma's hands pressed against their bare shoulders and applied firm strokes. Her fingers slid along their backs, moving along the straps of their bras.

"Such smooth skin," she said.

"The waist is sacred and it must be free." She continued.

She reached for the knots of their petticoats and slowly untied them. Meera gasped as the skirt loosened around her waist and slipped down. Ananya's petticoat too pooled at her ankles revealing her thighs.

"You are like temple sculptures," Gowri Amma said as she caressed the curve of their waists.

Her fingers dipped lower and pressed into the soft flesh of their hips. She then reached behind them and her fingers moved along their spines as she unclasped their bras one by one, exposing their bare and oiled breasts. Their nipples were erect from the cool air and the priestess's touch.

Ananya gasped as Gowri Amma's fingers felt the curve of her breast. Meera closed her eyes and bit her lip, as her breasts cupped slowly.

Finally their panties slid down their thighs, leaving them completely bare and Meera and Ananya shivered as bodies pressed against the cool temple stone.

"Sit up straight," the priestess said.

Ananya and Meera obeyed and held their heads high.

"Your breasts must be held up, not flat."

Ananya and Meera pushed their chest out, exposing their breasts even more.

"Now, offer yourself."

Gowri Amma began applying the sesame oil across their chests and made. their breasts shine making both of them letting out a moan. Her thumbs flicked over their nipples, making them gasp more.

"Stay still," the priestess said.

Her hands moved down their stomach and caressed their waists as it moved lower and slid through the soft hair, and then along their wet lips making. Meera and Ananya moan again.

"The legs must also be strong."

Gowri Amma's hands slid along their legs and her fingers moved their inner thighs and gently parted their legs. Ananya and Meera spread their thighs and arched their hips upward and exposed themselves. She placed her palms onto their pubic area and gently cupped their private parts making Meera and Ananya gasp.

Gowri Amma slid her hands between their legs and pressed her thumb against their clits and rubbed them. Ananya and Meera cried and moaned as they wanted to move their hips but stayed still and continued to expose their bodies.

"Do not be afraid to show your body. It is a part of nature and a work of art. It's a sculpture."

Ananya and Meera blushed and moaned again. The priestess slid her fingers inside them and they gasped as they had never felt anything like this before. She stroked her fingers in and out.

"Yes, let it go," Gowri Amma said as she stroked faster.

"Show your bodies, do not be afraid," the priestess said.

Meera and Ananya threw their heads back and cried out as their orgasm swept through them with their breasts bouncing.

Gowri Amma removed her fingers and brought them to her mouth.

"Beautiful," the priestess said.

Their breathing slowed and they opened their eyes.

"You are blessed. Now rise."

Ananya and Meera stood and slowly put their clothes back on.