Ramya: anal sex to trick the male virgin

I save the best for last, turning slowly to give him the full view of my ass, my pride and joy, sculpted from endless squats and sweat in the gym. His low moan of approval sends a shiver up my spine, emboldening me. I bend at the waist, hands sliding back to spread my cheeks wide, exposing my smooth, shaved pussy and the tight pucker above it. Cool air hits my wetness, making me clench involuntarily. I'm spread open like a porn star, acting in a way I'd never do if I wasn't with a virgin who thinks every new piece of flesh I show him is the most beautiful thing he's seen.

I adjust my grip lower, tugging the soft flesh apart to reveal my inner lips, parting them just enough for a teasing gape. My virgin hole winks at him, tight and untouched, hymen intact and noticeable to a trained eye. He won't see and understand the sacrifice I'd have to make to take him into my body.

"That's where your cock goes, virgin," I purr, my voice husky with tease. Payback for his earlier comment about my blowjob prowess. "But you're not getting that lucky tonight."

"Oh come on!" he whines. I turn, and Matt is stroking his cock as I tease. And he's almost back to full mast.

My pussy tingles at the sight. The realization hits me. I really want to fuck him. I'm dying to have that big black cock in my pussy where it belongs. I'm not even scared of the pain at this point. It's culture that hold me back. I can't tell Matt the truth, it's not fair to him. It's not just the gaping chasm of destruction his big dick would leave, making my pussy unable to please my Indian husband's smaller penis. But the shame and guilt for me would be too much, and I'd be tainted if anyone ever found out. No Indian would accept sloppy seconds to a black guy. I'd be ruined.

Meanwhile, the clueless virgin seems to be able to say the right things to get me to forget all of that.

"Ramya, please, you're so fucking sexy. I'm begging you. Take my virginity!" he says. "I want my first time to be with you. Let me just stick it in once, just to see what it feels like and say it counts."

I scoff, cheeks burning as temptation hits hard. "Matt, I have a low body count. It's important culturally. One pump still counts. I've never even had one that big. Do you have lube?"

The question and its implications take a second to land while he stares at my pussy. "Yes, in there-"

"I got it, don't get up," I command. I open his bedside drawer and see an unopened box of condoms and a small bottle of lube that is strangely already half empty. Good on him for actually having condoms, but I won't be needing one.

I take his cock into my mouth while leaning over the bed. A few bobs of my head to get him to full hardness. “I'm going to be on top, okay?” Matt looks like he won the lottery as I squirt lube on the underside of his cock and rub it in. I squirt a bunch more onto my fingers and work the gel all along my crack and my nether regions.

I straddle him and kiss him as my slick crease slides against the underside of his massive dick. He starts to reach down, but I stop his hand. “I'll put it in. Just lie back and relax. Let me do the work.”

I lean forward, hands by his head, and my tits dangle close to his face as a distraction. He reaches for them.

I slide my hips back, find the tip of his cock that is propped up at the perfect angle from his gut. The head presses against my clit. I round my back, wiggle a little, and the tip finds the pursed end of my slit and slips inside my wet cunt.

He feels the heat and wetness, stares into my eyes.

"Do you want to fuck me, Matt?" I tease. "How bad?"

"Oh God, more than anything," he groans.

His hands go from my breasts to my hips as he lifts his hips up. Pressure builds against my seal immediately. My opening dilates more around the tip, I feel the tension as my elastic ring is tested, my pussy ready to accept its first cock. I've never had anything bigger than one finger in my pussy. But I can tell that tonight, if I want to, he'll fit. One quick snip of the seal and drop of my hips and Matt will be balls deep inside me. This is a dangerous game.

I lift, expertly countering the failed insertion attempt. I pull his hands off my hips. "Let me do it."

I reach around from behind while he stares at my breasts, my pussy parked safely an inch up his belly. I coat the finger in the lube spread down there, then bear down and slip the finger into my bum. I clench, then relax, awakening muscles I haven't used for sex in a few months. I don't have time for a longer prep if I'm going to pull off the ruse. I'd prefer to use two or three fingers before attempting something as big as his BBC in my backdoor. It's going to hurt.

I slide the finger out and clasp his cock behind the head. My pubic bone presses his belly, hiding the truth from his gaze. I think it will be fun to see if he notices. But will the difference between the velvety smoothness of my vagina versus the tight, rubbery grip of my anus give me away to a virgin? I guide the thick head to my anus and push down to accept him.

At first, he won't go in. I'm experienced and know how to relax, but I've never had a dick this big in my ass. A second goes by with my nose crinkled up, then he pops right in! It hurts like hell, and my poker face fails me. "Ow! Fuck, that's big," I groan. "Don't move."

"Okay," Matt says, a giant grin on his face.

I take it like a trooper. The head is in, so the rest of him slides in easily, and I rest my butt on his thighs with my ass impaled on Big Black Cock. With his gut hiding some of his cock, at least I can handle the length even though his girth is giving me problems.

I smile big and love the look on his face as he is inside a woman for the first time. I feel a responsibility. I know he isn't picky right now just trying to lose his virginity, but I want to show him a great time. I stay as relaxed as I can in my nether regions as I ride him slowly at first, hoping he won't come right away. He showers me with compliments for my eyes, my tits, my ass, how fucking amazing my "pussy"' feels.

My ruse is working, although he likely wouldn't care if he knew the truth! I lean forward and kiss him to keep his eyes busy. After a minute, the pain from the stretch is completely gone. Every time I sink down, the thick shaft drags against my walls, pressing right against that spot that makes my clit throb even without direct touch. I grind my clit against his belly to add even more pleasure, and suddenly I'm close to an orgasm. But most of my enjoyment comes from staring into the eyes of one of the most grateful people on earth.

I begin to flex my anal muscles, trying to grip him better with the tight ring at the front, making sure I come up far enough to grip the sensitive part of his dick behind the head without letting him plop out. My kegel routine to make my pussy even tighter for marriage trains my anal sphincter too, with Matt the lucky recipient. His end is near. I feed him one of my large, pendulous breasts with a fat, swollen nipple. He only comes off it to announce, "I'm going to come soon."

Credit to him for the warning. "Come inside me. It's okay," I reassure. I've never done anal without a condom, but I definitely enjoy the natural coupling more, and I'm certain Matt appreciates the better feel. He's a virgin, so I feel safe letting him defile me like this.

Matt's climax arrives, and I shiver with the forbidden thrill as he pulses deep in my ass, raw, no barrier between us. I love the hungry look on his face as he empties himself in my bowels. I lift just enough to let his softening cock plop out of my spent butthole before he gets curious and looks closer. I leave his unit behind my hips and rest my weight on him, giving a casual look over my shoulder. Phew. I got lucky with clean anal sex. We kiss for a minute, then I excuse myself to go to his bathroom. I'm grateful for a noisy fan as I have an exorcism on his toilet.

I see the confidence boost in his smile and the way he walks and holds his head high. He pulls me in for a kiss on the way out. “Sorry that was so quick. It was incredibly tight, and you are so gorgeous. You were amazing. But I know you didn't come,” he says, "and you gave me two of the best orgasms I will probably ever have."

“It was good for me,” I assure him. “It turned me on a lot that I was your first. I could see so much genuine appreciation on your face. Tonight was about serving you. You're a good guy, Matt. I hope I've done right by you and given you a good first experience.”

I decline the invite to stay over. He asks about his chances for another date, and I'm honest and turn him down. I spin the truth to ease the blow, mentioning the arranged marriage thing and that I don't want to get too close to anyone. None of this changes what is already one of the best days of his life, and as he walks me to my car like a total gentleman, I feel the unmet need in my untouched pussy sharper than ever.