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Chapter 14
by
remysloane
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Claire: I discover the secret between Ramya's legs
Soft kisses now as we recover, spent. But the desire doesn't go away, it simmers, and I want more of her.
I slide down her body. "I want to try this," I say.
She bites her lower lip and nods, spreading wide.
Her pussy is a thin, gleaming crease, short top to bottom, outer labia hiding everything until her legs part. No inner lips protrude at all. Not like me with my big, floppy flaps.
"You have an innie. I'm so jealous," I murmur. “Your pussy is so pretty and small. So… sealed up.”
She rubs my head. “Yours is fine.” Then she gasps as my tongue grazes the tiny clit that barely peeks from its nest. “Claire…”
I inhale her scent, sharp, aroused, all mine. I trace the short crack, teasing the outer lips apart, twirling around her entrance. She’s impossibly tight; my tongue barely nudges in.
I focus on her clit, flicking, suckling, coaxing it out. Her breathing turns ragged. I dial in the pressure, learning her.
She comes hard. Her powerful legs clamp my head before falling open as she trembles through it.
She looks down, grinning and flushed. I smile back and kiss her inner thigh, look at her pussy again. Her lips are swollen and parted now, the bottom of the crease relaxed, the hole peeking open.
I think I notice something, the same impossible tightness I felt against my tongue.
My thumbs ease apart her outer lips, opening the flower.
And there it is, perfect and unbroken. Ramya's secret.
Holy shit.
"You deceitful bitch."
Ramya looks genuinely perplexed. "What?"
I soften my words with a smile, but my tone doesn't change. "You're a virgin!"
"What? No, I’m not.”
“Ramya, I can see your hymen. I felt it with my tongue, and your hole is way too tight for anything more."
“It’s just how I am down there.”
It all clicks. The signs were there. She’s never specific about vaginal sex, I assumed for privacy.
I kneel between her legs. “Tell me about the last guy who fucked your pussy. His name? Details?”
She rolls her eyes, smiling. “I’m your mentor. Not appropriate.”
I reach for the Outlaw, the large black dildo she used on me.
“Time for your virginity test, mentor. I will slide this into your tight pussy. If you’re truly habituated to sexual intercourse, this should fit easy. But we both know you're going to fail spectacularly.”
“Okay,” she fires back, defiant.
I put the tip of the dildo in my mouth to get it wet and warm before bringing it to her bush.
The head is almost as wide as her crack is tall. I rub the tip against her crack, then angle it lower into the bottom of her crease. The lips slide apart, the clit angles down as the area implodes and the tip of the dildo dilates her opening. I nudge it gently and feel the tightness blocking me with less than half the head in. She moans.
"Feels pretty tight. I guess you've not had one this big," I tease.
I increase pressure. The head won’t pop in. I chuckle. "This part might hurt a little."
Just as I push harder, Ramya hisses. “Ow.”
I wait, let her decide. If I'm right, the next push pops her cherry.
She blocks me with her hand. “Okay, stop. Shit, you got me, Claire. It’s true.”
I’m ready to blast her. I’ve been laid so many times at her recommendation! Then I see her eyes, red and teary.
My smile fades. “Dammit, not fair with the crying. I love you, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. Just tell me why.”
“Indian culture,” she says slowly. “Everything I’ve told you is true. I just never talked about vaginal sex because… there isn’t any. Oral, anal, everything else is okay, just nothing bigger than one finger in my pussy. I have to pass the virginity test. I want to bleed on my wedding night.”
“It’s smart. And safer,” I say.
"I’m sorry for deceiving you. It was fun being your mentor, acting like I've done all this sex. And I knew I could help you. Do you regret anything you've done?"
I scoff, then admit the truth. “No. I'm morally bankrupt, but it's been a ton of fun. And I'm doing so much better at work. I would never go back to the old Claire.”
She smiles, relief in her eyes.
I lean in, kiss her softly, hold up the massive, black Outlaw dildo. "You're missing out. This thing feels amazing."
"I know."

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A Tale of Two Virgins: Hallowed to Hollowed
Two untouched pussies: one Baptist guilt trip, one arranged-marriage obligation, and a single forbidden craving.
Two horny virgins arrive in the city with the same secret throbbing between their thighs. One a tall, shy Midwest girl whose untouched pussy aches at the thought of finally being split open by a thick black cock; the other an ambitious corporate executive, a golden-skinned Indian beauty who swallows and takes it up the ass but still guards her hymen, the final bargaining chip for an arranged marriage. They can become mentor and mentee, trading filthy advice and trembling fingers, learning exactly how far they can stretch without breaking the seal or letting a real man inside, until the night one of them finally spreads wide and begs to be ruined. Choose Claire’s blushing surrender, Ramya’s undisciplined fall from grace, or let them drag each other across the line together. Every path ends the same: legs spread and innocence shattered. Who will bleed first?
Updated on Jun 10, 2026
by remysloane
Created on Jan 14, 2026
by remysloane
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