Chapter 22
by
remysloane
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Ramya: Reiker's seduction
As dinner winds down, Reiker reads my mood and helps us take our leave. My boss takes five minute to say goodbye. Reiker has thoroughly charmed the entire staff and their wives. The wives are jealous and want to have sex with him, and the men want to work with him and golf with him on weekends.
I hold his hand as he steers me toward his hotel. "There's some gardens nearby, and I think it will be romantic. Would you like me to take you back, or go there?"
I squeeze his hand. "I want to be with you. That sounds great."
"I'm having a great time with you, Ramya," he says as we come to the gardens and he gets me a fresh drink.
He's been perfect all night. I feel like a queen. Doors are opened, I take his arm everywhere we go, he puts my needs first in every way. But he still has that edge. If I disrespect him, I feel confident he'll return my money and walk away. I realize I'm having a better time than I've had on any date, ever. I take a chance and tell him as much.
It's a perfect spot. He's brought me here on purpose. Dim lighting, romantic ambiance. He cups my face, leans in, and gives me our first kiss.
I melt in his arms. It's perfect, and I feel so safe and cherished fitting into his strong, tall body. He stops, looks into my eyes, smiles, then presses his lips onto mine again. This time he stays, and our lips slide across each other, slowly as I move in his arms. I open my mouth, exhale, invite a deepening, but he holds back. He's respectful in public.
"That was so good," I breath, putting my head on his shoulder.
"We're good together, Ramya."
Since we can't tear our clothes off here, we talk. "You were perfect tonight," I tell him. "They loved you."
"What about you, are you happy?"
"I think this night has been like a dream. I don't know how I ever let you go," I grin as I slip into our fake back-story.
"I know, what happened? We were so good together back in the day. It was short but hot. I've been thinking about you ever since."
"We were young," I joke.
"What was your favorite part?" he asks.
I stay in character and talk about our third date, the one at the basketball game in college, the first one I bothered to attend, at his suggestion. "What about you?"
He tucks a strand of my hair, touches my arm, sending goose bumps, then pecks my lips again. "Our first time together."
"Oh." My nipples harden. I grin. "Really?"
"I remember you were so nervous. It wasn't my first time, but it was for you. I remember when you were naked just thinking you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. And I loved you, and that made it so special."
I close my eyes, my pussy clenching and dampening from his words alone. He's close, holding me. I feel him hardening against me. "You're a big boy down there," I say. "My nerves were expected. But you helped me overcome my fears."
"You were so brave. You wanted it as bad as I did."
"It hurt," I said. "I was untouched. I'd never been penetrated." Reiker's cock hardens completely. I'm pressed against the biggest erection I've ever felt.
"Yes, but just in the beginning," he breathes. "We fit together perfectly. I took my time, knowing how precious you are. I cared deeply that you enjoy your first time."
I look up now, holding eye contact. Those beautiful, blue eyes. "I wasn't worried about it hurting. You were worth any pain. I held back for something else."
"Yes, because your culture values virginity," he says. "To lose it before marriage is a very big deal. But this is not just **** on you. You value your own purity and recognize its worth."
"Yes, exactly!" I say.
I stare into the eyes of this wonderful man that knows me better than anyone I've dated. He's an escort, so I am not naive. But some of this is real. There's no way he can fake this much tenderness.
"How did you know?" I breathe.
"It's my job to know. I'm here for whatever you need. And I think you're ready."
"I wasn't planning on it, it really was just a dinner date. But... I knew when you kissed me."
"It was a good kiss," he says.
I put my mouth to his ear and breathe, "I want you to fuck me, Reiker. Will you take my virginity?"
"Yes. I'd be honored."
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A Tale of Two Virgins: Hallowed to Hollowed
Two untouched pussies: one Baptist guilt trip, one arranged-marriage obligation, and a single forbidden craving.
Two horny virgins arrive in the city with the same secret throbbing between their thighs. One a tall, shy Midwest girl whose untouched pussy aches at the thought of finally being split open by a thick black cock; the other an ambitious corporate executive, a golden-skinned Indian beauty who swallows and takes it up the ass but still guards her hymen, the final bargaining chip for an arranged marriage. They can become mentor and mentee, trading filthy advice and trembling fingers, learning exactly how far they can stretch without breaking the seal or letting a real man inside, until the night one of them finally spreads wide and begs to be ruined. Choose Claire’s blushing surrender, Ramya’s undisciplined fall from grace, or let them drag each other across the line together. Every path ends the same: legs spread and innocence shattered. Who will bleed first?
Updated on Jun 10, 2026
by remysloane
Created on Jan 14, 2026
by remysloane
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