Ramya: filled with cum and ruin

Tanner stays buried deep inside me for a long moment, his cock twitching as the last heavy spurts flood my womb. When he finally pulls out, a thick, wet gurgling sound escapes my pussy. A rush of warm cum immediately runs down my blood-stained thigh.

I stay bent over against the window, legs shaking.

Tanner turns me gently and guides me down onto the rug. “Lie back,” he says softly. “Let me clean you up.”

I lie on my back on the same spot where he ate me earlier. Tanner grabs a warm washcloth and kneels between my spread legs. There's blood smears on my inner thighs and pubic mound. He carefully wipes the mess away even as more of his cum leaks out of me.

The sight of him tenderly cleaning his own seed and my virgin blood fills me with deep shame… but it also makes my pussy throb with forbidden heat.

My ruin is complete. No Indian will marry me now.

I'm supposed to stay pure for my husband. Now at best I'm a cum-guzzling slut who's been fucked in the ass and just had her pussy ripped open and bred by a white man. At worst, I will bear Tanner's illegitimate, half-breed child.

And the worst part is how much it turns me on.

He finishes wiping me. I spread my legs wider, pulling my knees back.. "Tanner, check my hymen. I know I popped. Just make sure it looks like I'll heal okay."

“You bled quite a bit,” he says, voice low and concerned. “But I don't see any fresh. Let me look inside.” He gently spreads my pussy lips and leans in close to check.

The humiliating vulnerability sends another wave of shameful arousal through me.

“I noticed earlier you were still a virgin when I was going down on you,” he admits softly. “I wasn’t completely sure, so I respected that you didn’t say anything.”

“I didn’t want you to treat me differently,” I whisper. "You did great."

"I'm glad to hear that," he says. "Wow, I still see your hymen. You just have a big tear on one side that goes to the edge. You're red and inflamed, but I don't see new bleeding. I think you'll be sore and just need to rest it a few days. Your hole still looks small and tight."

His clinical description of my ruined virginity sends another shameful wave of arousal through me. I scoff. "Great," I say sarcastically, and he laughs. Then I remember what I've seen in porn, and I bear down, pushing, and sure enough, I feel more cum ooze out of my pussy.

"Yes, Ramya, push it out. That's so fucking hot."

I'm surprised to feel Tanner's tongue twirling around my perineum, lapping up his own semen. Then he twirls his tongue in my opening, pulling in more of his load.

"Put two fingers in my pussy," I say. "Assess my tightness level against an average sexually active woman. This is part of the virginity test for Indian marriage.

I'm still lubed well, but the fingers hurt when they go in. I'm raw now, and my adrenaline is wearing off.

"Very tight. Much tighter than normal still," he says, grinning up at me. "Not sure I should be proud of that."

"It's okay. I promise your dick felt absolutely gigantic to me."

"Your next lover will be bigger down there, and you'll likely tear and bleed some more. Your hymen is thick and only tore in one place."

The way Tanner says that, it seems he is turned on by the thought. He tosses the washcloth aside and lays next to me on the rug. He pulls me into his arms, holding me close as his cum continues to slowly leak out of me.

“This virginity test thing... is that why you were a virgin still? You’re twenty-three… confident, incredible with your mouth. Tell me why.”

"I suck a lot of dick, and I love doing it. It's a loophole. I just never go all the way. I need to be a virgin for an arranged marriage." I let out a shaky breath and tell him everything.

“So you still plan to go through with an arranged marriage?” he asks quietly.

I shake my head no, voice breaking. “I wanted to honor my dad. But it won't happen now. Not after I did this.”

He looks genuinely pained. “That kills me, Ramya.” He brushes a tear from my cheek. "You're an incredible catch. There are so many things about you that make you stand out above the, for lack of a better word, competition. Virginity is that important? It's just once, and you're still tight. I'm not saying do it, but you can still play the virgin."

I shake my head again with a sad smile. "It might not come up, but if it does, I will tell the truth." After a moment of silence, I add, "And that's if I don't even get pregnant. Tanner. I don't believe in abortion. I'm not on birth control, and I’m fertile right now. I’ll take Plan B tomorrow… I still have options. But if that fails…”

He nods. "Then I'm a proud daddy. I would never ask you to go against our beliefs and end a pregnancy."

"Sorry," I say.

"Stop. It's one hundred percent my fault."

The correct path forward becomes clear to me. It's time to let go.

"Tanner, I'm in the U.S., and I'm not Hindu. We still do the arranged marriage thing, but it's not as critical. I can forge my own path." I mean the words, although I have never spoken them or even dared believe them before.

"That's good," he says.

"The truth is, I think I have more in common with you than a lot of Indians I might be arranged with. Plus I'm not attracted to many Indians. because I'm a horrible person."

He grins. "Are you attracted to me?"

"Oh hell yes. I think you're very handsome. And fun, and of good moral character," I laugh. He does too, and it's time to take a chance. I take a deep breath and pause.

"Just say it," he says. "What do you want out of this?"

"I had a great time tonight. And the penthouse apartment, the dinner... even if we agree this was a second date and not the first, I know you're probably viewing this as a one-time thing." He starts to object, but I talk over him. "It's okay. I'm mature enough for a one-night stand. I'm not going to get super clingy just because you took my virginity."

"I did pop your cherry," he grins while playing lazily with one of my nipples. "Made you a woman finally."

"Men are so weird," I laugh. "You're under no obligation, even if you just knocked me up. But if you wanted to have another date, I would like that."

He grins, but takes his time answering. I've just shown all my cards. "Well... I was about to ask you to be my girlfriend, before you starting rambling on and on and crying about how no Indians would marry you."

"Really?" I ask with a big grin. I have no idea why I saw the next thoughts out loud, I just have a hunch it will work with Tanner. "I've swallowed loads from countless men on about that many dates, I've been fucked in the ass twice, and you just popped my cherry. Nobody has asked me to be their girlfriend."

Tanner laughs out loud. I think it was the anal that did it. "Once condition. You have to spend the night."

"I'd be so offended if you made me go home," I scoff.

"And... I'm going to fuck you again in the morning."

It makes no sense, it's irrational, but even with the possibility of an unplanned pregnancy, I've never felt more optimistic about my future.

Author note: This was a linear branch to quickly deflower Ramya and read as a more standalone story. It ends here since she popped. If you have any suggestions for continuing this branch or how to merge with other ones, let me know. I have many other branches with Ramya and Claire losing their virginity already published for you to enjoy.