Ramya: from virgin to flooded

Tanner's grip on my hips is strong, and I fight the urge to scoot forward and bail. He groans approval and slides out slow, then begins to fuck me. He's respectful at first, but he doesn't treat me like glass. He fucks me like a normal woman, hips moving with growing confidence. “Geez, Ramya… you’re incredibly tight,” he groans, clearly enjoying it.

My entrance is ravaged and raw where I tore, and it's fiery pain with his every movement. Inside I cope better. Tanner is deeper than any fingers have reached, and I quite like it. My heavy, sagging breasts flop and swing freely as he thrusts into me from behind. The sensation is overwhelming pain and fullness.

But once I'm popped and know the hardest part is over, I manage the pain better. It's easier to accept it as a badge of honor, to power through. I know I can do this now. Every pump brings a little more pleasure.

As he nears hips-slapping, breast-flopping speed, he slows, then stops altogether and holds inside me. I wait a second, then turn, meet his eyes. "I almost came," he says. "I've never felt pussy this good."

"Glad to hear it," I say with a grin, regretting I can't think of a more witty reply to that awesome compliment.

“Lean up a little,” he murmurs. I straighten slightly, turning my head to the side. He kisses me deeply while one hand fondles my breast and the other reaches around to rub my clit with perfect pressure.

I imagine this is a learned skill, to rub my clit to an orgasm from behind while fucking me. Tanner is an expert. The combination of his cock moving inside me, his fingers on my clit, and his mouth on mine pushes me over the edge. I come hard, crying out into his kiss as my pussy clenches rhythmically around him. I'm staring into his eyes, and it's so hot to be in the throes of orgasm and see the effect my pussy is having on him at the same time.

"Woah, geez, Ramya, that's incredible."

I grin and say, "That was a good one. You can get yours now."

"Good, I don't think I can last much longer. Can I bend you over more?” he asks, voice strained. "I want to see those breasts bouncing when I finish."

“Of course,” I breathe, still riding the aftershocks.

He politely pushes down on my upper back, guiding my torso lower. He grips my hips, and I brace harder against the window frame as he starts thrusting with more intensity. My heavy, sagging breasts flop and swing wildly with each stroke. The sound of his hips smacking loudly against my ass fills the room, mixing with my soft moans.

He complements my pussy again and how great my body looks moving with him. I eat it up. I know I have an all-world ass, but the doggie-style position and the flopping motion exaggerate the sag in my breasts. The ligaments and connective tissue show more from behind. The moment is so much hotter for me with a lover that appreciates my body and all its imperfections.

He checks in again, voice rough but concerned. “Is it too hard? You’re bleeding a little…”

I hesitate only a beat. He’s already shown me such a great time—treating me like a woman, not some fragile virgin. With the evidence of my deflowering on his cock, there’s no point hiding it now. It’s okay if he knows.

“It’s normal,” I breathe. “I’m a virgin, Tanner.”

The words hang in the air for a second. Then his grip tightens slightly on my hips and he groans. "That is so fucking sexy, Ramya. God, you're killing me."

His next push is slower, deeper. He grinds at the end, really flattening his hips against my strong butt as he crams as much of his cock into me as possible, reaching as deep as he can into depths he now knows are unclaimed.

Then he's thrusting faster, and everything feel perfect now. All the pain is gone or ignored. I feel him better, the crown, the foreskin moving over the shaft, the heat and friction of skin on skin. I don't recognize that the condom just broke.

The added sensations are too much for Tanner. My tight grip is hotter and wetter. I'm fluttering around him, learning to use my muscles to grip and milk his cock. The gritty texture of my hair-fringed slit followed by a tight, slick canal massaging his slim cock is giving Tanner the fuck of his life. That, combined with the knowledge that he just took my virginity, puts him over the edge.

He buries himself deep with a low, helpless groan and explodes inside my virgin cunt.

I learn the horrifying truth first. I feel him twitching in the grip of my pussy, then a spread of warmth and wetness as cum fills the back of my pussy. The splash of fluid against my cervix triggers a pleasurable spasm.

I hang my head in shame. This is the true ruin. Not my torn hymen, not a man's cock filling me. It's letting a man that is not to be my husband put his seed in my most sacred space, completely and utterly defiling me and erasing all that's left of me that is pure.

It's both humiliating and the hottest moment of my life. I almost come again as he finishes inside me.

Tanner slows, then pulls out carefully. A lewd, wet gurgling sound accompanies the movement as thick cum begin spills from my freshly opened hole and dribbles down my inner thigh.

“Shit, Ramya… sorry,” he says, breathing hard, genuine surprise and apology in his voice. “This has never happened to me before. The condom broke.”

I stay there against the window, legs trembling, feeling the warm trickle continue down my skin. The city lights sparkle below like nothing has changed.

But for me, I will never be the same. I am completely and deliciously ruined.