Good Girls Don't Do Anal, Scene #01

In the throes of a lazy afternoon, our scene unfurls with Rick, a college student, kicked back, eyes glued to the TV. He's not in his own domain, but that of his girlfriend's parents. Gina, freshly 18, saunters in, snack in hand, love in her eyes. She's the temporary guardian of the house, and with her folks away, it's a stage set for young love to blossom, unhindered. Rick, always welcomed with open arms, is more than just a boyfriend; he's family. This week, they're playing house, and Gina is drinking in every moment. She nuzzles up to him, watching as he indulges in the snack she's brought. Casual chit-chat fills the air, but there's a spark in Rick's eyes. "Hey, want to do something else?" he suggests, a coy grin playing on his lips. Before Gina can utter a word, she's drawn onto his lap, their lips locked in a passionate dance. Her fingers deftly unbutton his shirt, and the young lovers are lost in a whirlwind of desire. Clothes fly, breaths quicken, and the room is charged with their heated embrace. Rick, caught in the moment, shifts Gina onto all fours. The camera zooms in, capturing her anticipation, her eager wait for his touch. He trails kisses down her spine, leans back, and just as he's about to enter, her expression shifts. "WAIT!" she cries out, and Rick, startled, pulls back. "What?" he asks, a smirk on his face. Gina, visibly irritated, gathers her clothes in silence. "What?" Rick asks again, confusion etched on his face. Gina turns to him, her voice stern. "Like I told you last time, Rick! You keep trying to put it in the wrong hole!" And with that, the scene fades, leaving us hanging onto the edge of our seats. As the sun rises the next morning, Gina steps out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her. She heads to the vanity, toothbrush in hand, when strange sounds catch her ear. She tiptoes back into her room, finding Rick glued to her laptop, an anal sex scene playing loudly. "Rick!" she interrupts, shock in her voice. "What are you doing? It's 10am!" He acts nonchalant, and she moves closer, peering at the screen. "That's disgusting!" she exclaims. Rick, unfazed, pulls off her towel, coaxing her with smooth words. "This is what I always do in the morning, babe. I thought you wanted to play house this week? I'm just keeping it real!" He charms her onto the bed, and despite her initial resistance, she sits down, a small smile playing on her lips. "I don't know why you need to watch that stuff when you have me right here," she says softly. Rick looks her straight in the eye. "Because I'm a dude and that's what we do." She kisses him awkwardly, asking him not to watch it at her house. Leaning in close, he whispers, "I wouldn't have to if you just let me try it once." The camera lingers on Gina's conflicted face, and we're left wondering, what will she do? A day rolls by, and we find Gina in the kitchen, cooking up a storm. Rick bursts in from class, dropping his backpack, a jovial "honey, I'm home!" on his lips. He kisses her, and she beams, clearly enjoying their play-house routine. They cook together, laughter filling the air as she asks about his day. She talks about their future, about making this living arrangement permanent now that she's 18. Rick agrees, his hands exploring her waist, her backside. The more she talks, the more distracted he gets, kissing her neck, pressing against her. At first, she finds it cute, but soon, frustration sets in. She stops him, demanding respect. How many times does she have to tell him: good girls don't have anal sex. But this time, Rick's reaction is different. He blows up, accusing her of being a prude. They've been together for three years, he's been a gentleman, why can't she just give in? His friends' girlfriends do it, why can't she? Does she want to push him away? There are plenty of girls at school who'd be willing! Gina is stunned, her world crumbling as he storms out, leaving her in tears. A heartbroken Gina sits on her bed, laptop open, the anal sex scene Rick was watching playing loudly. She watches, her face cold, as the room fills with sounds of anal orgasms. Two days later, she opens the door, letting Rick in. It's been three days since he walked out, and she's a mess. She takes his hand, leads him to her bedroom, sits him down. She takes a deep breath, her speech clearly rehearsed. She loves him, he's her best friend, she wants to spend her life with him. She knows how much he wants to try anal, and after thinking it over, she's willing to give it a shot. Just once, and only if he promises to leave it alone afterwards. Rick's face lights up. "Are you sure?" he asks. She looks at him coldly, "Yes. I'll do it... for you." What follows is a raw, hyper-realistic portrayal of a first-time anal experience. The camera captures every grimace, every gasp, every "painal" feeling that Gina endures. Rick, eager and excited, talks her through it, his pleasure evident. The more she loosens up, the more he enjoys it. It's a scene that's not for the faint-hearted, a scene that leaves us squirming, yet unable to look away. After he pulls out, cumming on her ass, Rick curls up beside her, kissing her, thanking her profusely. Overwhelmed but happy to have her boyfriend back, Gina grimaces, telling him she loves him too. But as they rest, Rick whispers softly in her ear, "Next time, we should try it with one of my friends." Her eyes pop open, realization dawning. What has she gotten herself into? The stage is set, the performers have given their all, and we're left breathless, wondering what's next in this twisted tale of love, lust, and anal virginity.