Ramya: broken in (doggie style)

"I'll go slow until the candidate gets used to me," the tall Pacific Islander I've dubbed "Aquaman" says in his deep voice. "Let me know if you need a break."

"Thanks," I moan.

Each stroke penetrates all the way. His hips nudge my cheeks gently while the head bumps perfectly at the end of my depth, triggering a pleasant tingle that I'm starting to notice more and more over the fire I feel from the destruction in my pussy.

"Uh!... Uh!... Uh!..." I moan, louder than I ever did when getting fucked in the ass. I can't control the noises. I hear Aquaman's deep breathing as he works my tight hole. I hear the squishy sounds of a tight, lubed cunt getting violated. I smell my own arousal, and I swear even the metallic scent of my own blood staining my thighs and between my cheeks.

I feel so much shame. My pussy is sacred. It is meant to be saved pure for my husband, to be bred properly and bear his children. Instead, a man that will never be my husband, a man to whom I mean nothing, is turning me into a whore, stretching and ruining my virgin cunt while I moan like a slut for him.

The first minute goes by, then another. Slow, deep thrusts. Pain stubbornly persists, but it is familiar now. I have endured the worst, and I can breathe easier and focus.

Then Aquaman pulls out a little further, the crown sliding past my muscles with just the tip inside. Air rushes in, cool against my wetness, betraying how much I've opened. He pushes back in, and my pussy emits a lewd queef as the final inches sink inside. Then I feel him pushing harder, grinding in a small circle, flattening my butt cheeks with his hips as his strong grip at my waist pulls me into him. Another half inch of length somehow materializes and sinks inside me, and now that fat head bumps hard against the back of my pussy.

It both hurts and spasms with sharp, electric pleasure, and I feel deliciously, completely claimed. "Oooh! Whew, arrgh! Holy shit," I moan, my voice breaking. "God, it's so deep." Whether I marry Raj or not, I will never know this overwhelming fullness again. Every nerve ending inside me fires at once. My stretched walls expose every inch of sensitive flesh to his thick, rubbing cock, the embedded tendrils of my clit lighting up as he grinds against them, and that mysterious, deep erogenous zone only this massive cock can reach sends sparks shooting through my belly.

I can see it now, even if I'm not there yet. The pleasure is mixing with pain and rising fast.

Aquaman chuckles softly, rubs my back, then slides back slowly. "Good girl. I'm going to thrust a little faster now."

"Give it to me. Fuck me," I moan. Yes, it hurts. By my arousal is off the charts. I've waited so long for this.

The pumps come faster, and I'm ready. I've started to loosen, my flower opening more and more. Aquaman is using mostly the first half of his long cock, probing faster without the jolting bump of his hips at the end. I can feel my small inner lips, usually concealed, hugging his cock tightly, tugged and stretched inside out with each back-stroke. My opening, still raw and torn, burns more with the added friction, then subsides to manageable ache.

My sensitive nipples dig into the dais. I come to my hands, and my saggers begin to flop immediately. "Oof!" I groan as Aquaman drives in all the way. He continues his faster, short thrusts, but every few pumps he claims all of me. It keeps me guessing and definitely makes it hotter.

I look at Raj again. His eyes are dark with desire as he watches my body take the pounding. He's fully hard in his slacks, eyes boring into mine. I don't know if I'm making the right move to get a husband, but I know he's getting off big time watching my deflowering. White guy is masturbating while watching. Kiki watches closely, occasionally spreading my cheeks to give Raj a better view of the thick cock stretching my ruined hole. “She’s adjusting well,” she comments. “Her pussy is gripping him beautifully now.”

He's fucking deeper now at speed. Three quarters deep, still more length than most men can offer. Each powerful stroke sends a mix of lingering pain and growing pleasure radiating through my core. My virgin walls are stretched to their limit around his massive girth, the burning sensation slowly giving way to a deep, throbbing fullness that makes my toes curl.

"It hurts so good," I moan.

My heavy breasts flop chaotically beneath me, the full, pendulous weight at the bottom jostling and swinging with every thrust while my swollen, dark nipples drag against the dais. The middle of each breast slides back and forth, held by the slimmer, strained upper portion where the ligaments and stretch marks are clearly visible. Doggie style shows off my glorious ass perfectly, but it also exaggerates the natural imperfections of my big, sagging cow tits that hang and sway heavily, far from perky. The sight is lewd, imperfect, and utterly real, and I know Raj loves their show.

I come up a little higher on my hands to get my nipples off the dais, and my breasts settle into a front-to-back motion, the nipples jutting forward before being flung back and apart towards my rear. The weight of them makes them flop dramatically as he fucks me, the motion hypnotic and humiliating in the best way. Sweat beads up on my forehead.

"She's broken in perfectly now now, " Aquaman growls, his voice thick with lust. He slaps my ass playfully, the sharp smack echoing in the room. The sting blooms across my cheek, making me yelp and clench around him. “Good girl.”

Aquaman cocks up a foot beside me and grips my waist harder, using it for leverage. His fingers dig into my skin as he drives his cock all the way in with each thrust. It’s like the moment he first popped my cherry, but so much faster now. I’m fully adapted and broken in, my once-virgin pussy loosened and slick enough to take him like any experienced woman. He’s fucking me hard and deep, the way he would a lover who’s long since lost her innocence.

Whap! Whap! Whap!

His hips crash into my haunches with each pump, and his heavy balls slap against my clit with every thrust. He's coming in at a slight angle since he only has one leg cocked up, so it sets my breasts into a weird circular flopping pattern that strains the ligaments much more. I giggle, then try to use one hand to contain them, then hear Raj mutter something about how they look great, so I let them swing. Just one more thing that will be sore tomorrow.

I can't deny it feels great now. My body is adapting and loosening, and Aquaman is hitting me in all the right places. I rock back to meet him, my ass rippling with each impact. “Fuck… you’re so deep,” I gasp. “I love how full you make me.”

Amazingly, I might actually orgasm after getting traumatically ripped apart by this huge cock. I feel myself getting close. I go back to my elbows first, then sink even lower to put my head on the dais, really lifting up my butt. I feel Aquaman's controlling grasp on my hips and completely trust him to hold me in place.

I start to reach underneath. I know I can come in seconds if I touch my clit. But the orgasm hits before I get there, fast and sudden. "Coming! Holy shit," I groan, and my body shakes with pleasure.

The others watching all cheer, happy to see me get pleasure out of the audition.

I gush fresh arousal around his thick cock as the orgasm rips through me, my walls fluttering and spasming. When the waves finally ebb, my pussy is left distended and relaxed, noticeably looser and wetter around him. I feel less friction with each stroke, my own orgasm robbing me of what little virginal tightness I have left after his massive cock.

Then the queefs start... lewd, wet bursts of air escaping my stretched cunt every few pumps. My face burns with humiliation, but Raj’s hungry stare tells me he loves it. Aquaman is pulling back further each time, rubbing the sensitive front of his cock against the tighter front of my pussy with the muscles and torn opening, where the seal broke. Or maybe he just wants to deliberately make me queef louder for the audience.

I come back to my hands turn my head to look straight at Raj as I fuck myself on the tall man’s cock. I love how Aquaman’s cock feels inside , but Raj is my future. I’m doing this for him.

“I want to be on top,” I pant, my voice husky as I signal Aquaman to stop. “I want to show him what I can do.”