Claiming My Virgin Girlfriend
girlfriend, tight pussy, virginity

“Ladies and Gentlemen, we’re beginning our final approach into Mumbai’s Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport. The temperature outside is 27 degrees and the weather looks to be sunny for the next few days” said the obviously British captain of my British Airways flight from London to Mumbai. On a typical flight, I’d probably be snoozing at this point. Or thinking ahead to clearing customs. Or even thinking about switching the bills in my wallet to pay for the taxi ride. This time however, my thoughts were solely focused on what I’d be doing with a certain person. Specifically, I was thinking about Sneha, my ‘pen’ girlfriend for the last year. Throughout high school, I was pretty much the quiet nerd who sat in the corner obsessed with math and programming. I was generally good with my studies and ended up getting a reputation as a decent tutor in class 12. One of the people who asked me for help was Sneha. She was one year younger to me and was generally considered one of the prettiest girls in the school. She was about 5’6″ with silky – slightly curly – black hair that fell to her shoulders and huge brown eyes. She also came from a fairly conservative family – so boyfriends were pretty much out of the question. I, myself, had just gotten out of a relationship at that point and wasn’t really into the whole crush/dating thing. As it turned out, Sneha was – and still is – abysmal at mathematics and as a result, would ask me for last minute tutoring before pretty much every exam. The class 12 exams – and JEE – came and by the end, I found myself with a free ride to MIT. I was euphoric, absolutely thrilled and I left for the united states. Somewhere in the middle of my final year, I found myself chatting with Sneha again on facebook and as things would happen, she ended up telling me that she had had a crush on me since high school. I was a bit shocked – obviously – but she ended up becoming my girlfriend. Now that I was well out of the ‘break up depression’, I could fully appreciate the girl who confessed her love to me. I spent nights jerking off to a photograph she sent me and we’d skype for hours on end. After 4 years of college and 6 months of OPT, armed with a massive salary, I flew back to India. I had intentionally booked my flights so that the Mumbai-Bangalore flight was 12 hours after the London-Mumbai flight (I convinced my parents by telling them that it was the cheapest option) so that I could spend the evening with with her (she was a final year student in some college in Mumbai). On my final Skype chat with her before I left Boston, I told her that her safe-word was ‘Apples’ 40 minutes after the flight landed, I had cleared customs and saw her on the main atrium. She was dressed in a plain black-grey salvar, the fabric enhancing her already beautiful features. “Prav!” she said, as she spotted me coming. I didn’t say a word. I led her to a somewhat quiet corner and kissed her passionately. She was slightly taken aback and the few onlookers nearby stared at the sudden explosion of PDA. I pulled away, with one hand on her hip and another on the back of her head. “What’s your safe-word?” I asked her. To which she breathed, “Apples”. I gave her another quick kiss in the mouth before leading her out of the airport. We soon found a taxi and were on our way to the hotel that I had booked in advance. We didn’t speak much on the way. I don’t even remember the conversation. I was more conscious of my hand around her waist, how close we were to each other. Even the taxi driver picked up on the whole thing and as we arrived to the hotel, gave me an obvious grin. I went through the paperwork at lightning speed and in what seemed like a few moments unlocked the door to our room. “Come on, off with those clothes” I told her. When she hesitated, I stepped forward and began undressing her. “Prav, I don’t-” “Shh” I told her, undressing her, leaving her in her bra and panties. “Be a good little girl for me” I pulled her into a deep kiss, holding the back of her head while using my free hand to unhook her bra. She resisted more. “No. What will my parents-” I firmly placed a hand at the small of her back, effectively silencing her. Between my stare and my body language, I think she understood that this was happening. Whether she liked it or not. I slipped her bra out of her hands and scooped her up into my arms. I carried her to the bed, where I pushed aside the quilt and placed her there. She remained mostly unmoved as I undressed myself. Once I was done, I stood at the side of the bed and motioned to her. “Go on then” I told her. And when she looked confused, I gently lifted her and placed my 7′ dick near her mouth. She hesitated at first, but with a hand at the back of her head, I pushed myself into her mouth. I was pretty sure that she had never had sexual relations of any kind in the past and as a result, tried my best to be gentle. Deep-throating was, for obvious reasons, out of the question. I pushed as much of my cock into her as she could handle, and after several moments, felt myself coming. She sensed it too and wanted to pull out, but with one hand firmly at the back of her head, I ejaculated into her mouth. I stayed in her for a moment, scarcely able to believe that the girl I had fallen helplessly in love with had given me such an amazing blowjob. I pulled out and kissed her on the head. “Good girl” I told her. “Now don’t move”. I walked up to the side cabinet, filled a glass of water and lifted it to her lips. She tried bringing her hands up, but I used my free hand to push them down. If she was drinking water, it was out of my hand. Once she had drank half of it, I pushed her back down and climbed over her. I stretched a condom over my dick, gathered both her hands above her head in one of mine and stroked her hip with the other.”Prav..” she whispered. “I’m a virgin. I-” I placed a finger on her lips. “You’re my girl” I told her firmly. “I decide”. I then gently pushed myself into her beautiful, remarkably moist, pussy. She gasped and screamed softly as I broke her hymen, her gasps of pain turning to gasps of pleasure. I gradually increased my pace until all of a sudden she reached her climax, her pussy becoming moist around my dick. I increased my pace abruptly at that point, causing her to gasp loudly. I released her hands at this point and had both hands on her hips. She almost immediately wrapped her hands around my neck. We kissed instinctively, both submerged in a world of pleasure before I finally climaxed. We went to sleep almost immediately after that. I woke up early the next morning with Sneha’s soft, sweet-smelling hair strewn over my face. We were so close that her small warm body was pressed against my chest. I pushed a strand of her hair aside and kissed her ear. She stirred softly. I contemplated having sex again, but looking at her ensconced in my arms, I knew that this girl was going to be mine forever. I pulled a blanket over her, got my things ready and left the room. Before leaving the hotel, I did give the doorman strict instructions not to wake my ‘wife’ and that she would leave in a few hours. She later told me that she actually enjoyed my overruling of her reluctance – which was why she never used the safe-word we had agreed upon. Please leave your comments on the sex story below.