Swati’s Seal Opening Ceremony – Part I

(This is part true, part fiction. Does it matter which part is true and which isn’t? The purpose of ISS stories is to give you a rock hard on (if male) or make you pouring wet (if female) and make masturbation or fucking enjoyable. Please send comments/ suggestions to [email protected])

“Ohh, darling, I forgot to tell you, I am going for a seminar to Coimbattore for a week” I told Rajesh as I slipped on my bra.

He grabbed me, threw away bra and asked” When?”

I was surprised “This Saturday. What is wrong with you? Leave me” I said and tried to wriggle out from his vice like grip.

“I won’t. How can you leave me for a week? I will go mad. Don’t go” he pleaded.

I laughed. ”We are meeting once or twice a week. I am busy with my bank and you with your projects. So one week is not really long and will pass in jiffy” I said and moaned as he grabbed my tit and started sucking.

“Even if we don’t meet, I know you are in city and if I have a terrible hard on, you will come and release my cum if I call you. But I cannot bear the thought of missing you for a week” he said squeezing my tits and buttocks.

I screamed when I saw the clock. “My Dad will kill me if I am late, leave me, we will talk later” I pushed him, got into my cloths, brushed hair and ran out………………

……………Next day, I was unable to concentrate on work in the bank. Rajesh admitted that he can’t live without me for a week. Now, I realized even I cannot stay away from him, I love him so much. My eyes started to get moist and I stubbornly pushed away thoughts about him. But the harder you try, more difficult it would be to stop memories flooding your mind. Rajesh’s magnetic smile, his thick, long cock, his magical tongue which makes my cunt pour out juices like a breached dam and the taste of his cum in my mouth……my cunt went into overdrive and opened the tap full. My thoughts went back to how we fell in love.

Rajesh is tall, well built, has an athletic body and a great smile. He is not the conventional Chocolate Bollywood hero. First thought that crosses a woman’s mind when she sees him, is

“He must be great in bed and will fuck wildly”. In fact, I did not respond to his love gestures for a long time for that reason only. I was suspicious that he wanted to fuck me and “Love” was just to fool me.

As I came to know him better, I was surprised. He was not only a virgin, he had old fashioned thoughts and beliefs. I also fell in love with him.

“You know, if husband and wife both are virgins and experience joy of fucking first time together, their marriage will be very strong” he told me.

“So, after marriage, even if they fuck others, marriage will be intact?” I asked, laughing.

“Yes” he told seriously “That’s why I want to keep my virginity intact and want to be the first cock to fuck you after our marriage”.

I laughed.

“Hold your horses. My Dad will never agree to our marriage, you are from a different caste.” I reminded him.

“But you love me” he protested.

“Yes, I will push and push until he agrees. If he doesn’t then we will elope. But that is the last option” I told him. Until then, we were kissing, he would fondle my tits tickle my cunt and I, his cock. Nothing more.

It took a long time to convince my Dad. Mom and my younger brothers liked him instantly. He played caroms, chess and cricket with them and endeared himself to my Mom. Finally when my Dad gave consent, we kissed and hugged in his room.

Before we realized what was happening, we were both nude, he was sucking my tits and I, his cock. It was like we were submerged in a tidal wave.

He licked my cunt and how I poured and poured. I was dying to get fucked and he rubbed red cock head on my cunt lips and was tempted to push, then I said “Darling, remember what you said about first fuck should be after marriage? I am ready to do anything except fucking”

To his credit, he immediately agreed and fucked me in the boobs and spilled cum on my stomach and tits. For last two years, we are doing everything except fucking. He cums between my buttocks, tits and in mouth or stomach…..and manages to stay away from cunt. Any other man would have fucked me on the first day.

One day, as we lay fondling each other after a hot session, I asked him” Don’t you get tempted to fuck me?”

He kept sucking my tit for some time and I thought he hadn’t heard me and he said” You know what, Swati, I am afraid I may not be able to fuck you, I love you too much”

I burst out laughing “Why can’t you fuck me in the cunt? You are fucking nicely in ass crack, tit cleavage and mouth. Your cock is rock hard and gets up instantly, so why can’t you fuck me? You love me but can’t fuck me?” I asked.

“I love you so much, I can’t bear to see your pain. Your hymen may be thick and if it doesn’t get torn easily, you will suffer and I can’t see that. Darling” he said with such an innocent expression I laughed so much, my stomach ached.

“Ohh, so shall I get my hymen torn with another cock so that you can fuck me easily? You will not allow me to conceive and have babies also?” I teased him.

It is true, if I had a common cold or fever, he would fuss so much, my parents were worried if he was mad. When I got promotion, he was much happier than I was and celebrated extravagantly.

As I recollected all this, I realized I was embarrassingly wet, I should have put on a sanitary napkin, I thought.

“It is no use. I have to go to Rest room, wash my cunt and face and freshen up. A hot coffee will help” I told myself and told my colleague and walked to Ladies’ Rest room.

I opened the door and stood paralyzed by what I saw.

My colleague and friend Pratyusha had taken off Top and bra and was squeezing milk from tits into wash basin.

“Idiot, come in and close the door” She hissed angrily.

“Oh sorry” I recovered and closed the door. Pratyusha was married 2 years back and has a 4 month old son. I went to toilet, peed and washed my cunt. I was washing my hands and face and I could not help stealing glances at her massive boobs and thin stream of white milk falling in a jet when she squeezed.

She flung hands down.

“Ohh, Sweta, it is so tiring, please do me a favour and squeeze milk out. My hands are paining” she pleaded.

My heart was thumping in my ribs as I stood behind her and took hold of right tit in both hands. I thought I would faint as the warm, soft touch of her boob sent shock waves through my body. She guided my hands and showed me how to squeeze out milk.

“Hmmmm…this is heaven…”she moaned closing eyes as I squeezed and warm jet of milk was forced out.

“What a pity? Such wastage? This milk should have been in Ajay’s stomach” I said.

She broke into laughter.

“What is the matter?” I asked, puzzled.

“Ajay is my husband. Vijay is my son” she said.

“So? I didn’t say anything wrong. Don’t tell me your husband doesn’t drink your milk” I said, teasing.

“Hmm, you have a point there. Thanks dear, I will dress up and come out, you go now” she said. I reluctantly left her massive, soft boobs and left.

She came out after few minutes and waved to me as she was going to her desk.

I watched jealously as all male eyes were riveted on her and followed her undulating buttocks, dancing boobs.

“Shameless whore, she purposely gyrates her assets to rise cocks” I thought to myself as I watched the lust in men’s eyes.

She is from my state, we speak same language and she is a very good friend. Actually, I need not feel jealous. I am more beautiful, more shapely, my skin has a marble like smoothness and texture, I have thick, luxurious, silky smooth jet black hair, (Pratusha’s hair is curly and not so long or as lively as mine).My tits are a size smaller but firmer and tighter, I have a narrow waist and my flare of hips drives Rajesh crazy….

…But Pratusha has an animal sexiness that triggers cock erection. My beauty is similar to Aishwarya’s, men want to take me home and introduce to parents as their ‘Bahu’. Pratusha’s is similar to Sunny Leone’s, everyman wants to fuck her. You can’t trust any man not to molest or fuck her if left alone with her. (she will feel insulted, if he didn’t and would provoke him until he does it). If I drop pallau and show my cleavage, men will think ”Poor girl, she didn’t realize her pallu slipped” and rearrange it and leave, if Pratusha drops pallau they will tear off her clothes and fuck her.

Suddenly a thought struck me, Can Rajesh resist Pratusha’s seduction? Is he as good or as bad as all these men mentally disrobing and fucking Pratusha?

As if on cue, my mobile phone chimed. It was Rajesh.

“Listen, love, You have seminar on next Saturday and Sunday also? “he asked.

“No. Bank arranged sightseeing, Ooty” I told and asked him why.

“I will catch a flight and land there on Friday evening. Let us enjoy and return back, is it possible?” he asked.

I almost shouted “Yippee”, I asked my boss and she said why not?

Rajesh was on cloud nine. I also felt happy and relieved……………….

…………………..My parents, brothers and Rajesh came to see me off to Railway station. Our bank selected 2 persons from each branch and from my branch, I and Pratusha were selected. All the others were men in our batch. Pratusha’s in laws, husband came to give her send off. Pratusha’s 4 month old baby boy was very cute and he started inserting his tiny hands in my top to pluck at my nipples. I was embarrassed.

Pratusha laughed and took him from me saying he is a typical male.

Train started and we waved until they were no longer visible and went to our coupe. I and Pratusha were given a 2 berth coupe in A/C I class. Rest of them had berths in A/C 2 tiers.After finishing dinner, and getting our tickets checked by TT, I was about to climb on upper berth, when Pratusha stopped me.

“Dear, you have to help me” she said.

“Oh, no, she wants me to squeeze milk from her tits” I groaned inwardly.

“Pratusha, please manage by yourself. These toilets are so small, there is not enough place even for one person” I told her.

Pratusha laughed, she had a musical note.

“Do you know people fuck there? Anyway, Ajay came directly from office, Vijay can be stubborn sometimes, if he is not in mood, he pushes boob away. My boobs are becoming heavy and soon will become hard like stones. I know you don’t want to squeeze milk in toilet. But surely you can drink? Ajay is crazy, says it is quite delicious.” She said and looked at me pleading.

I found myself nodding.

She bolted the door and removed top and bra. She approached me and pushed one tit in my mouth. Initially I started sucking hesitantly as she squeezed boob…. and my eyes closed in ecstasy and I grabbed her tit and started sucking hungrily like a famished baby. Pratusha moaned and pressed my head more firmly to her bosom. I was in a different paradise, I grabbed her buttocks, started squeezing them and sucked tits alternately. I started licking, biting nipples and was as horny as Rajesh.

After I emptied her tanks, it seemed natural that she disrobed me and herself. We kissed for a long time and as we slid on the lower berth, she started kissing my whole body. I was moaning softly, as pratusha started to lick and suck my cunt expertly, pinching my nipples at the same time. Train was racing at great speed, tossing and throwing us and it added to the incredible excitement and pleasure. Pratyusha’s tongue ticking softly on my clit would suddenly bang and her teeth would lightly bite on my mound.

Unintentionally her nails would dig into my boobs causing me to cry out in sweet pain. I poured and poured juices which she lapped like a cat cleaning up a milk bowl. When she was licking and fingering, she suddenly looked at me in shock, my juices dripping from her lips and cheeks.

“What is the matter?” I asked her.

“You are a virgin?” she asked unbelievingly. I gave embarrassed laugh.

“Yes. So? Does it make my cunt juice less tastier?” I asked her.

She smiled, shook her head and buried head in cunt folds.

Then I returned the favour.

I remember a vague feeling of guilt arising and I squashed it. Does this come under infidelity? I told myself it didn’t since I was not getting fucked by a cock.

I don’t know when we slept finally. I was the first to wake up next morning. For few seconds, I was dazed. I didn’t know where I was. I was sucking her tit and my fingers were buried in her cunt. I tried to remove fingers, she clamped her thighs tighter.

“Hmmmm. Darling, Sweta, let us sleep little longer” she murmured and hugged me tighter.

I shook her up and told her the time and we hurried up, dressed and brushed and combed our hair and made ourselves presentable.

“Lucky we didn’t bite each other on faces, bites on boobs and cunt are concealed” she whispered in my language as were alighting at station. I glared at her.

Bank arranged two Innovas to take us to the Hotel. We were seated in the last seats. Employees of our bank from other branches occupied other seats.

“So why didn’t Rajesh fuck you?” she asked me loud, in our language.

I was stunned and pinched her thigh hard and whispered under my breath “Are you mad?”.

“Don’t worry, no one can understand our language, I already checked” she assured me. I looked around, no one seemed shocked, they were talking to each other.

“We want to fuck only after our marriage. It is only 3 months away” I told her in a low voice.

“Hmm, but you did oral? How is his cock?” she asked enthusiastically.

“What the hell? She is also my lover” I thought and told her what all we did.

They gave us a room in the Hotel. Next five days passed quite fast. We were like a horny couple on a honey moon, waiting for and seizing every opportunity to kiss, suck and lick. We didn’t even go to dine in restaurant but ordered room service. She seemed insatiable. I was also addicted to the taste of her milk and cunt juice.

Rajesh used to call and we used to talk while she was licking my cunt or sucking tits. I had to use all my willpower not to moan, scream or pant as Pratusha drove me up the wall…. and she enjoyed my torture. From second day, she would wait for Rajesh’s call and then would pounce on me. I begged her to complete all sucking, licking before he called. She refused, she said that I was horniest and poured juice by buckets when talking to him.

Rajesh could make out that I was not hundred percent with him and was distracted. He asked what was the matter I just told that I was working on seminar and not to mind my preoccupation. Then I would recall our exciting fun studded memories and would pour out into the hungry mouth of Pratusha. Then, of course, I could moan, grunt and scream and explain to Rajesh that I was masturbating.

As I lay panting, he exclaimed “ Wow, darling, that was fantastic, I kept pumping to keep up with you, why are you so horny?”

I replied, “Muaaahh, dear, your cock shape and size is enough to make any cunt and mouth wet”

Pratusha drove me crazy with all her new experiments, she would push tit into my cunt and squeeze milk or rub her wet cunt on my forehead and eyes or on my tits … all this while I was talking to Rajesh. She would spread honey on my cunt and lick, she would ask for salad from Room service and dip pieces of carrot or cucumber in my cunt juice and would eat. I could lick her cunt but was reluctant to eat like her. I was amazed and curious to know where she got those ideas from.

“Don’t you read stories in ISS? You get all kinky ideas” she told me.

Before I realized it was Friday evening and Rajesh landed up. I reluctantly gave a hug and kiss to Pratusha and told her I would miss her and shifted to his room.

Next day morning all my colleagues including Pratusha were leaving for Ooty. I told my Boss that I and Rajesh would come separately and would meet them on Monday morning at the hotel for return journey.

At night around 10 PM, room phone rang. I was sucking Rajesh’s cock, I took it out and said “Hello”.

Rajesh moaned.

“Listen Swati, can I come with you? I will not disturb you, promise” Pratusha said.

END OF PART I