Leaning over her I was able to thrust harder and faster, the flesh above my dick slamming into her hand in her pussy and my thighs slapping her buttocks. Nina was still holding back her moans with difficulty, although she shouldn’t have bothered as if anyone else was awake they would guess what we were doing from the creaking of the bed and the banging of the headboard against the wall.

Suddenly, with hardly any warning, it all became too much for me. The beautiful Indian princess writhing close to climax beneath me; her tits shaking whenever I stopped sucking them; the brown fingers of one of her hands fucking her pussy while the other clutched at my buttocks to pull me into her ass; not to mention the unbelievable feeling of her until recently virgin sphincter was producing as it squeezed my shaft with every movement I made. With one last thrust, I came, falling into her breasts, small jerks shaking me still as I emptied my balls into her ass.

As the last drops were still escaping, I could still feel her fingers moving in her pussy and hear her breathing quicken, her legs tighten around me, and then she relaxed too. A few moments later and her gently but firmly lowered her legs, pushing me out, off and to lie by her side so my sticky, oily cock wouldn’t go on her pussy. Nina let out a satisfied sigh, and turned to me, her faced flush but a smile in her eyes and on her lips.

“Well,” she said quietly, “That was even better than I imagined when I was practicing.”

“Practicing?” I said, raising my eyebrows and still a bit hazy from the orgasm.

“Oh, come on! You don’t really think I was going to have a strangers cock as the first thing in my ass do you?”

“I suppose not…”

“But a real cock is much better than a cucumber, I can tell you.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Oh, and I can still kind of feel you cum inside, that’s nice. How did you like it?”

“Hmm? Er, it was very nice. I mean, it was fantastic, you were fantastic!”

“Thank you. I’ve been planning this for ages.”

“Really? But you only met me tonight,” I said, curious rather than offended.

“Well, you were the icing on the cake, I was just hoping for an OK guy really, but you’re really lovely.”

“Thanks.”

“See, it was fulfilling two fantasies at the same time.”

“Two? OK, one would be anal sex–”

“No, no. The first fantasy was for you mostly: me being an innocent Indian girl scared of getting pregnant but so horny that she asks a nice boy to fuck her ass. Did you like that one?”

“Definitely. And fantasy number two?”

“That one’s mostly for me: I’m such a desperate, perverted slut that I pick up a random white guy and actually ask him to fuck me up the butt.”

“OK…”

“It was fun though right?”

“Yes. Yes, it was great. So, do you have anymore fantasies you wanted to act out tonight?”

“Maybe,” she replied, suddenly becoming coy. “But while I lied about not being on the pill for the fantasy, not of my fantasies involve infections, so go wash in the bathroom. Don’t worry, I’ll still be here when you get back.”