Taking Brinda's Virginity

How could you refuse her after that?

You bring your cock back to her entrance, this time slowly pushing it inside. You see relief briefly flash across Brinda's face, soon replaced by the realization of what's happening. For the first time, a dick is inside her! She winces as the head slips in, soon coming into contact with her hymen. You wait a few moments, allowing her to get used to your size.

Then, in one stroke, you push through.

Brinda bit her lip as a jolt of pain shot through her. This was not the first virgin you had deflowered, and you knew the technique to make it easier. Still, though, there was no way to mitigate it completely. You again pause for a moment to let her adjust. Despite how much it hurts, she is still all smiles. This is what she wanted, and when you start moving again, she does her best to take it.

"Do I... do I feel good?" She asks, her voice strained from the pain.

"You feel amazing," you answer truthfully, not hiding your obvious arousal. "And so fucking tight!" Your words are music to her ears, and you feel her pussy throb in response.

Gradually, you get deeper and deeper. Every inch is a battle, her tight walls having to be coaxed to open up. You take great care to be gentle with her, never pushing too hard or too fast. This helps Brinda open up, both physically and mentally. You can see the pain fading into a dull discomfort, quickly overtaken by the warm sensation of pleasure. When you finally bottom out inside of her, she is in a state of bliss.

"I never thought about how... full it would feel," she purred. Reaching up, she squeezed her cleavage through her uniform, maximizing her stimulation. "I... I love it!"

"I'm going to start moving now," you warn her, pulling back a bit.

"G-good," she replies, the Indian girl horny beyond belief. "You don't... you don't have to go slow. I want you to use me, Master. I want you to feel as good as I do!"

"I don't need you to tell me that," you growl, your words making her shiver. You reposition yourself so your body is fully on top of hers, allowing you to go deeper and harder. You pull back slowly, teasing her with every inch, building the anticipation.

Then, you slam back in.

You begin to pound her with a sex crazed tenacity. You were not as rough as you could be (she had been a virgin moments ago, after all), but still harder than most girls would like for their first time. Brinda was not most girls, though. Despite the pain flaring up, she was loving it. She looked into your eyes and saw how much you were getting off. Saw how much you enjoyed her body. It lit a fire in her pussy, and soon the repressed girl was softly moaning and whimpering and panting.

You knew you would not be able to last long. You had spent the day inventing new ways to break Veronica. You had teased and punished Lily. Having a blushing virgin turned needy slut under you certainly didn't help either! You were very pent up, and **** for a release. After five minutes of fucking such a tight pussy, you were ready to blow.

"I'm going to cum," you groan into Brinda's ear. "I'm going to fill you up!"

"Yes, please..." She whimpers, hunger in the Indian girl's voice. "Please... please... please... PLEASE!"

Her begging, her wanton, needy begging, is what pushes you over the edge. Burying yourself inside her, you release. As soon as the first jet of warm cum splashes into her womb, Brinda's own orgasm is triggered. She wraps her arms around you as you both climax together, her cunt squeezing every last drop out of you. Her tight pussy quickly overflows, the excess leaking onto the bedsheets.

Not that you cared. It would be Brinda's job to clean it up later!

As both of your orgasms wind down, you collapse into each others arms. Your lips are immediately reunited, kissing each other as you both enter a warm afterglow. While still craving closeness, you can tell Brinda is exhausted. Understandable, considering the ordeal she's been through.

You pull the covers over both of you, tapping a button on the night stand to kill the lights. Your cock still inside of her, you pull her close and cuddle her to sleep. It does not take her long to drift off, and you are not far behind. When she fall asleep, she knows that she is desired. She knows that she is loved.

She knows that she is happy.