Ramya: offering my ass for trans cock

Claire is looking at me like I'm crazy. I slide a pillow under my crotch to prop up my butt. "You can't have my pussy," I tell Erin. "But you can put it in my butt."

“I’d love that,” Erin says, eyes lighting up. “But I won’t get you pregnant.”

“She’s Indian. Her pussy is sacred,” Claire says with a smirk. “You have to work harder to earn that.”

I jiggle my butt playfully on the pillow as Claire opens the lube. “But I’m a bit of an anal slut,” I add, voice husky.

Claire presses a lubed finger against my anus. I've been sodomized plenty of times, but Claire has never fingered me there. The vulnerability feels intimate.

I breathe out slowly as she works it inside me. Claire rocks the finger in and out slowly for a bit until I relax. It doesn't take long. "Her butt is super tight. You're going to love it," Claire says to her. "Do you want a two-finger warmup, or are you good?" she asks me.

"I'm ready for her."

Claire slides her finger out and adds lube to Erin's cock, which is still mostly hard. "Go ahead. Aim carefully," she jokes.

Erin climbs onto my back in prone bone position, her small, light body pressing down on my tall, athletic frame.

Her first push fails. She's slightly off-target, and her penis bunches up against my tight muscles. Claire assists, guiding her cock, holding and strengthening the base. She chuckles as I gasp when the cock pops in, then groan into the mattress as Erin sinks all the way into my ass. I’ve taken much bigger cocks back there. This feels manageable, even pleasurable, after the first few strokes.

"That feels good on my little cock, baby," Erin breathes.

For the next minute Erin fucks my ass steadily, her hips slapping against my firm cheeks. I stay relaxed, breathing through it, enjoying the fullness. She peppers kisses along my neck while Claire lowers her head to meet my eyes. Our connection makes everything hotter.

Everything feels great. The slim cock doesn't strain my backdoor, Erin's weight envelops me, and her thrusts make my clit light up rubbing the pillow. I relax and let my guard down.

Then it happens.

Erin pulls back a little too far. On the next thrust her cock strikes lower, sliding down my perineum to the pursed end of my wet slit. My inner lips slide apart, and the head fills into my opening and pushes hard against my hymen.

My pussy burns. My eyes go wide, and I try to get the pillow out of my mouth.

She pushes again, harder, not aware of the mistake. The angle is wrong. She doesn't penetrate, but it sure hurts a lot. “Ah— fuck!” I gasp sharply. A burning sting flares through my virgin entrance.

I reach back, but I can't stop her since she's on top of me. I clench my strong butt cheeks together, which guards my anus but does little to block my pussy. Her next push is perfectly on target. I clench my pussy muscles to tighten more and protect my virginity, but I'm so horny, my body so ready to receive cock... She penetrates a little deeper into my untouched pussy. I whimper and groan. The pressure is intense, and I burn as tissues begin to stretch and tear. "Erin, stop!"

Erin freezes.

I lift my head, voice strained. “You’re in my pussy!”

Erin freezes. “Shit, sorry!”

I hear a sticky pop as she slips out, leaving a dull, throbbing ache.

“It’s okay,” I say, breathing hard. “Just be careful. You can finish in my ass.”

Erin slides back into my ass and fucks me with renewed energy until she buries herself deep and cums with a shaky moan. She's the first person I let fuck my ass without a condom. There might be less mess without her balls, but I still feel deliciously violated.

The three pumps she gave my pussy hurt more than I expected. I can’t tell if she tore my hymen or not. The uncertainty sits heavy in my stomach.

When Erin pulls out and slides off me, I turn first to my side away from them. I see a tiny speck of red where my pussy was on the pillow.

Shit.

I roll back to my stomach to hide the evidence until Claire and I have privacy.

Erin is already shrinking back to her tiny barely-there noodle of a cock. We've drained what potency she has left. If I bled on her cock, I don't see it. She praises us and says she had a great time. But using her penis like a man, like she would have before her transition, has triggered some unease.

She needs space, and Claire reads it. "Erin, we've had a great time with you. I need to be alone with the woman I love now, I hope you understand."

Erin nods, dresses while we wait, then thanks us awkwardly and slips out of the room.

Claire gently strokes my back. “You okay? Did you pop?”

“I think so,” I finally murmur, voice muffled by the sheets. “It wasn’t really in far, but it hurt like hell, and I saw a little blood.”