Aged 20, I am Mira, just graduated and entered as a trainee in one of the trading establishments. I was staying in a WW hostel. My parents were in our village and my sister got married last year. From early days I had a problem. I got an itchy pussy. So also my sister. We both rubbed and found some relief.
My sister warned me not to insert any hard object as it will break the seal and the husband will find it on the first night. Keep the seal intact for him to break, she warned. Mutual rubbing was a pleasurable solution to both. We used hands or turkish towel etc. I used to press, desk corners or table corners into my crotch as it will subside or enhance the problem.
I did it secretly so that nobody would suspect. Only my sister knew. I asked her after her marriage how was it. She said when he rams it in, it is gone for the time being. But it is better than rubbing. I used to wear pyjama kurtha, or saree or jeans to my office. There were lot of men around me and I had to be careful while searching for the table corners.
My supervisor’s table corner suited my height and I go to him often to clear my doubts. He asks me to sit but I prefer to stand, you know why. Sometimes I lean over the table to appear to concentrate, but the sweet table corner presses against my clitoris and I enjoy the pressure.
My colleague, Pramod, calls me to chat, I go and stand before him with his table corner safely buried in my crotch. Hello, Mira, sit down, he says. But I say no, I am tired of sitting and keep standing and talking to him. Pramod may be 25 or so, handsome, and jovial way of talk, and looks makes him very attractive.
Sometimes he is naughty and puts obscene comments about others to make me laugh. All double meaning utterances, sometimes sexual comments. I noticed that he makes his comments only for me to hear. I think he also likes me because I was the youngest in the lot. My body shape was good and I was beautiful.
Everyday he will call me three or four times to go to his table for chat. He used to ask me to hold a paper in the hand and a pencil so that it will appear that we are discussing official matters. The moment I stand before him I start laughing expecting him to pass some comments. One day he touched the corner of his table and kissed his hand. I asked him why.
He said this went deep inside you and smells like you. I felt embarassed. He asked me in low tone that he can help me find a solution. He called me to the restaurant nearby and ordered tea for both of us. I have seen your problem for some time, he said. He asked me to cooperate with him so that we can find a solution. I asked how and what solution.
Next weekend we can go to a hillstation for two days stay and enjoy and come. Lot of your problem will be solved. Pramodji, I think you are married. He said no problem. Marriage or no marriage I can help you to get over your problem. Just try once. Next week just for two days. Pramodji, I am a virgin and would like to be so till I marry. You can be a virgin and enjoy.
There are so many methods. Let us try some, he said. I was reluctant, but he made me to say yes. He asked me to carry a woollen shawl and come to the bus stand where he said he will join me. I packed a small bag with essentials and a shawl and went to the bus stand at the appointed time. Mr. Pramod was waiting for me.
He had booked seats in a fast bus to the nearby hill station. Bus was full with tourists and we started in time. We reached the hill station after three hours and went to a hotel by an auto. The boy took us to the room, a cozy double room. The climate was chill and the time was in the afternoon at 5 pm. He asked me to wrap the shawl and we both went out for tea and snacks.
It was mountainous terrain and walking was difficult. Road was full of people. Pramod and I after tea went to a store, he bought some liquor, soda, snacks etc and we hurried back to the room as it was getting dark. After undressing we changed into casuals. Pramod asked me whether I take liquor. I said no. Never. Today we will just taste a little and let us see how it goes.
He opened the snack packets and the bottle and poured a small quantity in one glass and a large quantity in another glass. After cheering each other we took a sip. It was bitter and I kept the glass aside. After couple of sips, Pramod started to talk. He said you are an itchy girl. I have seen you rubbing your pussy at each table corner. I saw change of expression in your face.
I was wondering how to give you relief. You know when I got married, my wife was of the same nature as you. Any sex talk,she starts getting wet and the flow was too much. When she sees a handsome boy she gets itchy and her pussy gets wet. After marriage in the first night I realized her problem. A hard fuck is the only solution. We lied in the bed and I started the foreplay.
She was a beautiful girl with firm boobs and ass. She had a perfect body structure. But the problem was that she was shy. When I touched her body, she felt ticklish. I told her no, no, things will not go like this. You have to come to some terms with me. I have to fuck you today. But I dont want to hurt you. Fucking is for pleasure for both of us.
Control your shyness and ticklish sensation. We have to live like this naked during the nights for the rest of our lives. Come on let me undress you. She came to terms and came near me. I unhooked her blouse and bra. Her beautiful boobs jutting out were immensely nice. I removed her other clothes and pulled her panty down.
She made all attempts to cover her pussy with her both hands. I removed her hands and found a beautifully shaved small cunt. I felt like kissing it. I kissed her cunt before I kissed her cheeks. Then I hugged her and pulled her down to the bed. Similarly let us finish our glasses and make the best of our time. He emptied his glass in one gulp and I too emptied mine.
Pramod suggested that he will undress me and I should undress him. Before I say yes, he pulled me and removed my top and my bra. His fingers when touching my bare skin tickled me. He then removed my pettycoat and was pulling my panty down. I allowed and cooperated with him. I too had removed my hair from my pussy and it looked clean.
He pulled me closer and licked my pussy and kissed it. While kissing he sucked my clitoris into his mouth. This sudden act of his made me shudder and I pushed him aside. Though it gave me a shot of pleasure, my first instinct was to push him away. I was struggling to pull down his boxer. Like spring his rod jumped out and I was taken aback.
He too had shaven his public hair and I was looking at his cock as a strange object. Pramod laughed and asked me to take it in my hand and assured me that it will not bite. His tool was nice, cylindrical and with red head. I just put a kiss on it and wanted to put it in my mouth and suck it. I looked up at him He said go ahead.
I opened my mouth and I could barely take the head in my wide open mouth. He then pushed me aside and open my legs wide and buried his face in my crotch and lick my pussy. His rough tongue sent shock waves throughout my body. With my fingers I opened my cunt further so that he can go deeper into my pussy. There was a flood of cunt juice from my hole.
He stopped and took his cock and rubbed the tip against my projecting clitoris. His mouth was on my boob and his tongue was making circles around my tiny nipples. I was aroused very much and I asked Pramod to fuck me, fuck me soon. He was again laughing and rose and repositioned his cock and inserted it slowly into my hole.
It was not going in. He got up, poured a large peg for himself and a small peg for me and asked me to gulp it in one go. It had its effect and I did not realise the pain and his cock was half way through my hole. In two pushes the whole monster was inside. I felt it tight in my hole.
Keeping me tight against his body, he got up, I was sitting in his lap with my legs on his either side and his cock fully embedded inside me. He got up and sat in the chair and poured liquor for me and him and and we ate snacks and drank the liquor in one gulp. Liquor had its effect on me. I was dizzy.
He again lifted and laid me in the bed and started to fuck me slowly at first and then increased the speed slowly. My whole body was as if set fire, because of the pleasure in my pussy and the liquor in my stomack. Within three minutes I was getting my earth rocking orgasm shaking my body vigorously. It was indeed heaven. I told him I have had it. He said he knew it, but went on fucking.
I was getting ready for my second session. It took another five minutes when my next orgasm also rocked me. The pleasure part of it was similar to the first or even more. I told Pramod that I will have one more peg. He was roaring with laughter. Again he carried me and went to the table and poured equal quantity for me and him. We both gulped and came back to the bed.
Pramod continued his fuck. He reached his orgasm fast and threw his fluids inside me. I enjoiyed when his spray shot into my groins. Slowly he pulled out and we both ran into the bath room and poured some warm water over my pussy and washed off all the fluids, his and mine. Pramod himself was washing my cunt with soap and I felt like kissing him.
This he broke my seal, if at all it was there, he gave me the heavenly pleasure about which my sister has told me so much. I was tired and hungry. Pramod and I hurriedly put on our casuals and called the room boy and asked him to bring chappathis and chicken curry. Pramod asked me whether it was better than pressing against the corner of the table.
I laughed and said it was heavenly. After food I told him I am tired cannot stand another round now. Ok, we will try later, said he and we hugged and wrapped in thick blanket stretched into the bed. We stayed there for three days. we would have fucked at least 10 times. We emptied one bottle and bought another and consumed half of it.
Pramod asked me to take it to my room and said our further sessions will be in my room. I hugged and kissed every inchof his body in gratitude for giving me the pleasure and a new experience. But within three months, my marriage was arranged and my husband was a great fucker than Pramod. Do you want to hear the story.