Ramya: deeper and dirtier in doggie style

My head rests under his chin as he holds me close on our sides, my breasts hanging down between us. He's so tall, the 6'1" me feels small and protected with him. Residual tremors ripple through me, little aftershocks making my thighs twitch and my well-used pussy flutter around nothing. A minute goes by, just cuddling, letting my heart slow. I shed a few tears, a mix of emotions crashing down. He wipes one. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, it was a powerful experience is all. A girl couldn't ask for a better first time."

"Do you want me to get you some water to rinse?"

I grin, my lips still shiny with his essence, a sticky film left behind. "I like letting your scent linger a bit... unless it turns you off?"

Reiker answers by pressing his lips into mine. I exhale and grin, and his tongue traces my lip before sealing his against mine again then pulling back.

"Everything you do turns me on," he says. "I'll be right back."

Reiker comes back with a hot washcloth. I spread my legs and let him wipe up lube and whatever else has oozed out. He tugs the towel and pillow out from under my bum.

"Ramya?" he says gently.

I come out of my haze and look. He's holding up the towel, where smears of blood, drying to a dark brown, coat a good part of it along with the wet spot.

"Safe to say you are thoroughly deflowered," he says with a grin.

"Worth every penny," I tease, grinning, but a fresh tear comes out. There's no going back now. The blood I shed with Reiker should have been saved for my husband. It's done.

He wraps the washcloth in the towel, tosses it to the bathroom floor, then comes back to hold me.

"Listen to me, this is really important."

"Okay..."

"If an arranged marriage is what you really want, any Indian guy would be crazy to turn you down."

"Thank you," I say.

"I do know a little about your culture, Ramya. I know you're taking a risk losing your virginity. But I promise you that everything you are more than makes up for it. Your body is stunning, with those curves, those breasts, that incredible ass, that beautiful bush even. You're real, you're strong, you're brilliant. You have a good heart, and you're open to love. Any man who can't see that is blind."

"You have no idea how much I needed to hear that," I whisper, voice cracking. "Thank you. Kiss me again… I need you right now."

We make out for what seems like forever. Tender kisses that gradually deepen, sexual desires creeping back in. The adrenaline has worn off, and my broken pussy throbs with pain, but it doesn't stop me from aching for him again. He's getting hard again too. Without really noticing it, I've pressed my crotch into him and begun to grind against him while we kiss, and the clitoral stimulation is working. Amazingly, I'm already close to coming again.

"Wow," I breathe.

"Do you want me to fuck you again, Ramya?" He gives me two more light pecks, then adds, "Say yes."

"Yes," I laugh. "Let me pee first."

When I come back into the room, Reiker is stroking his erection and looking at my pussy hungrily. I love it. I grab the lube he left on the nightstand, cocking a foot up to the bed to open my legs. I coat two fingers and slide them in. I'm sore, but the lubed fingers slide in easily. I scoff. "I'm loose."

"No, you're perfect. You're a woman now," he teases. "I broke you in, so now sex will feel amazing for you. That's what I care about."

"We'll see."

I put my knees on the bed and lean into doggie style. My giant cow tits hang down. I put my elbows on the bed, settling most of the distended flesh into the mattress. I arch my back and put my award-winning ass on display.

"I trust you to be a little less respectful this time," I tease. "Treat me like the dirty woman you've turned me into and use me for your own pleasure."

"Oh my God," he says. "You never cease to amaze me, girl." He gives his cock two more pumps, and it finishes hardening as he stares at my ass.

He moves behind me, hands sliding over my hips, thumbs spreading my cheeks for a good look at the treasures my meaty butt cheeks protect.

"I've fantasized about this position," I confess. "I think I have a great ass, and I want to show it off for you."

"That is a fact. It's perfection, Ramya. I noticed it at the pool and have definitely pictured you bent over to take my cock."

God, the way he says it like he's already balls-deep in that fantasy makes my pussy gush. Reiker is the most gorgeous man alive, a guy who's fucked hundreds of women for a living, yet right now he's staring at me like I'm the sexiest woman he's ever seen, like I'm the center of his entire universe.

"Ooh, fuck!" I gasp as he finds my opening and pushes the wide head through the tender remnants of my torn hymen. The stretch burns sweetly, a delicious reminder of how thoroughly he already claimed me. I push back instinctively, my breasts lifting off the bed as I brace on my hands again. They swing heavily beneath me, nipples dragging across the sheets with tingles of pleasure shooting straight to my clit.

He grips my hips and pushes in slow and smooth, burying himself balls-deep. He grinds at the end, his haunches pressing into my strong cheeks, forcing every bit of his cock into me. Suddenly, air escapes out the tight seal I form with him, and a loud queef reverberates and vibrates my pussy.

I'm mortified for half a second, cheeks burning.

Reiker laughs softly. “That’s so fucking sexy.”

"It's deeper than before, if that's even possible," I moan. I know it's the open position of doggie style, but I still wonder at how amazing my body is for doing this.

Reiker pulls out halfway, leans down and kisses my lower back. "We fit together perfectly, Ramya. Don't ever forget who opened you up like this... You were mine first."

I turn my head just enough to meet his eyes, voice soft but steady. "I'm glad I saved it for you," I whisper.

Reiker starts slow but escalates quickly. My breasts flop, the chaos growing as he speeds.

It's too much at first. I round my back, my posture running from him. He slows, waits, and I arch my back again, pushing back against him. The pistoning movement grows again, and I'm ready. He feels to powerful, such a strong grip on my hips, helping more than my own bracing to keep me from falling forward. Each impact of his driving cock-stabs reaches my limit, sending a tingling sensation through my core that builds with each pump. My pussy is wet, loosened, open for him. I worry now I'll give enough stimulation to make him come.

"God you look fucking amazing. You're so sexy," he groans. "That's great pussy, Ramya. And your tits are perfect. I love seeing them move with you."

I love it, I eat up every word. And I love his kind words on my breasts, my biggest insecurity. I know doggie style exaggerates the sag as they hang straight down, and the stretch marks show more from behind. But his praise is genuine. He loves my weakest point.

Whap! Whap! Whap!

His hips drive into me hard, power-fucking me.

My breasts are out of control. They began with a simple front-to-back flop, my chest forcing them to the side on the back-swing, giving him great side-boob viewing pleasure. Then he makes the slightest adjustment in his angle of fucking me, and now my breasts moves together in a circular pattern, the momentum threating to throw me off balance were it not for his strong grip.

Slap!

"Ow!" Reiker spanks me, hard, and I love it. The sting sends tentacles of pleasure into my loins as the flesh pulls tight there. He chuckles. He knows I like it.

I'm getting close, but I'm not sure I can finish. I love being in doggie, but it's new and unfamiliar. I masturbate on my belly sometimes, but it's not the same. Then I feel a sharp tug on my hair. Reiker pulls my torso upright. I feel so deliciously submissive. I turn my head to the side to complain. He is there, waiting with a kiss. Our tongues intertwine as he reaches around to cup a breast, tweaking a nipple. His other hand is at my clit, rubbing as his thick cock moves in me slowly, grinding at the end.

"Holy shit that's good," I moan. "Reiker, I'm... yes... coming!"

I shake in his arms as the climax rocks me. He holds me up with one hand on my crotch and the other on my breast as my pussy spasms around him. I'm a quivering, spent mess as I look dreamily into his eyes. "I lo..." I stop it just in time, but but my face betrays everything. Inside, the word screams: I love you. It's insane, impossible, but it's real. He grins with gentle understanding and let me off the hook, releases his hold. I fall gently to the bed, sliding off his cock, my thighs still quivering. As I turn, my pussy queefs again. I giggle and look up while he strokes his cock and admires his effect on me.

And now I know exactly what I want next. “I want on top.”

He gets on his back, and I straddle him, knees on either side of his hips.

I grip him at the base, line him up, and sink down inch by inch. The stretch is easier now, but still intense. When my ass meets his thighs, I’m fully seated—balls-deep again. I pause, savoring the fullness, the way he twitches inside me.

Reiker’s hands slide to my hips. “Ride me, Ramya. Show me how you want it.”

I start by rolling my hips in lazy circles, grinding my clit against his pubic bone. I sense instantly that I will be able to come again when I'm ready. The position is perfect for clitoral alignment, and that grind at the end lights it up perfectly with me in control.

"Oh this is good. Can I take my time?" I ask.

"We've go all night."

I lean down, letting my hair cascade around his gorgeous face as I kiss him and move slowly. I come back up sometimes, letting my breasts show, the nipples hanging down and brushing his strong chest. Mostly it's about the kissing and the slow movement of his cock that I allow in my pussy. It's different now, slower, and I am truly lost in him. I'm making love to him. If he feels a tiny fraction of what I feel right now, I'm giving a professional the night of his life.

I edge myself, grinding close to an orgasm, then backing off to let the waves build, skills I learned through years of masturbating as a virgin. When I come down from the edge, I kiss him and move slower, long periods of just holding him in me, and he never complains. Time goes by, and I had no idea sex could be like this, so slow and passionate, but it's natural and perfect. And this man has been so generous to me, but I am greedy. I need one more before I give him the release he's earned.

I come more upright and put his hands on my breasts. "Pinch my nipples like before. I'm going to come again," I demand, sounding like a woman who knows her body a thousand times better than a virgin that just popped her cherry.

I move my hips in circles holding him all the way in, and with his hands on my breasts, an epic orgasm washes over me. I'm practically spent now and my legs burn from the work, but I insist on staying on top to meet my obligations.

I move my hips up and down while my chest stays heavy on him and I drool on his cheek. I turn that into a kiss and move, riding his full length. I lift up again, letting him see my breasts. "I feel looser for sure," I mutter. "Can you finish?"

"Of course," he says. "Ramya, you're great in there."

I grin. "What about now? Can you tell?" I ask as I clench around him, contracting muscles I've trained through countless kegel exercises to make myself the perfect Indian bride.

He closes his eyes as the pleasure intensifies. "Hell yes I fell that."

I concentrate, try to use what I've learned through years of sucking dick. I grip, flutter my muscles, milking his cock. I contract the ring when I'm just behind the head where he's most sensitive, then slide the muscular grip of my pussy down his length and relax to accept him all, deep. I come back up, grip him, move in shorter motions, getting him close to the edge, then push back down. I see the signs. The breathing changing, the look in his eyes, the tense legs. He's close.

"Come for me," I say, moving faster now, gripping harder.

He closes his eyes for a second, then they fly open. "Get off! Quick."

I grin and slide up, letting his cock plop out just as the first spurt rockets up to the top of my butt crack. The second hits right at the gaping hole of my pussy. I lift my leg and move to his side, grab his cock, and milk the rest of his load onto his belly, where my hungry mouth licks up every drop.