The Virgin

The Virgin

An Erotic Novella

H.G. Longwood

The Virgin

Copyright © 2013 by H.G. Longwood

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This is a work of fiction. All of the names, characters, events, and incidents portrayed in this book are entirely the product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

The Virgin
portrays “adult” themes and situations, and is clearly intended for a mature, 18+ audience

THE MOVIE ALWAYS started the same way, with a fixed camera looking down on a tidy kitchen. As was the style in the newer, compact homes, the cooking area opened out into a largish living room, which in turn ended with glass doors leading to a pleasant back yard. An usually low, waist-level “island” partially separated kitchen from living area, upon which sat various condiments and a fresh vase of white flowers.

“Mother, please.” Sliding back on the couch, the 18-year-old looked away from the large screen television in their own living room. “Do we have to see this again?”

“Watch!” her mother hissed, painfully crushing Laci’s hand. “See with your eyes, child! Know with your heart! If you aren’t careful, the Serpent will despoil you too!”

Frowning, the girl once more turned her attention back to the screen.

“Here comes the Virgin!” the older woman now triumphantly exclaimed, almost painfully jerking her daughter’s arm. “God have mercy! Look at her!”

Sure enough, a young blonde woman, in her early 20's, now walked into the static shot. Dressed only in high heels, tight pink panties, and a white shirt tied underneath her large, firm breasts, she was absurdly out of place in the otherwise placid domestic setting. Her tight, exposed stomach was absolutely perfect, flowing smoothly down into the most elegant waist and classy, long legs Laci had ever seen.

And while clearly neither virgin nor housewife, Laci thought, her mother wasn’t completely crazy. There was something vaguely innocent about the porn actress, especially when she turned her large, doe-like blue eyes up to the camera.

Clearly, she hadn’t been in the business long. In fact, this might have even been her first shoot. At least, Laci liked to think so.

Putting a small bag of groceries on the counter (as if she’d just been to the supermarket dressed that way), the girl then began whistling, her soft, red lips awkwardly pursed together. She wasn’t much of a whistler, though, the tune both halting and weak.

Actually, walking was something of an issue as well. For after turning about, quart of milk in hand, she promptly tripped over her high heels, half-falling against the refrigerator door. Pressed up against the shiny, grey metal, the girl’s magnificent boobs seemed even bigger than before, her nipples no doubt becoming slightly chilled. Now partially bent over, Laci could see a tasteful butterfly tattoo on her lower back.

“Oh, Father in Heaven!” Laci’s mother mumbled, now rocking back and forth, rosary beads tightly grasped. “Please save this girl from the wicked desires of men!”

“Mom.” Bleakly, Laci eyed the older woman. “You know what’s going to happen. We’ve seen this one five times.”

“Laci! Have faith!” she nearly shrieked. “God is good! He will save her!”

Sighing, Laci turned back to the screen.

Finally straightening up, the porn actress comically paused at the sound of the front door opening and closing. Thoughtfully putting the milk away, she stood uncertainly by the refrigerator, finger to her lips. Clearly, she wasn’t expecting any company.

“Hello!” the stunning blonde called out, with an absurd, cupped hand to her mouth. “Is there a stranger now in the house with me?”

Without any pause whatsoever, a man dressed as a refrigerator repairman sauntered into the kitchen. About 35 or so, he was of average height, with a touch of a paunch. Pausing, the man looked the faux-housewife up and down appreciatively.

“Hey, lady,” he drawled, nearly dropping his obviously empty tool box. “I got a call that your refrigerator was broke! And seeing how hot you is, I can fucking see why!”

For some reason, that line always annoyed Laci. It implied that all appliance technicians were rude and uneducated, which she didn’t think was accurate at all.

“The Serpent!” her mother hissed, eyes going wide. “He has the Serpent!”

“Good sir.” Drawing herself up, the barely-dressed blonde pointedly folded her arms. This only made her chest seem even more impressive than before. “I will not be spoken to that way in my own home. I would invite you to repair the refrigerator, and then leave.”

“Ain’t no point in fixing no ‘fridge, unless we get rid of all the heat in the kitchen first!” Grinning suavely, he now advanced a step, casually putting a hand on her left breast. “Is there, lady?”

Now her mother began sobbing wildly, pointing a shaking finger at the huge television screen. “He has the Serpent!” she wailed. “And he wants to put it inside of her! Did you hear me, Laci? Inside her virgin body!”

Seemingly unaware of this diabolical plot, the gorgeous blonde girl stood her ground, merely raising an elegant eyebrow. “Sir, you’re making my nipple hard. Would you please remove your hand and fix my refrigerator?”

Clearly, though, that was the wrong thing to say. Slowly untying the gathered shirt at her waist, he then flung the flimsy garment aside. Now the shockingly beautiful girl stood there, still trying to appear stoic and housewifely, naked but for her pink panties and ungainly high heels.

“How does unveiling my wonderful boobs help you in the performance of your duties, good sir?” she slowly asked, now raising the other eyebrow.

“Fuck your refrigerator,” he mumbled. Grabbing a firm hold of her panties, he then yanked them from her hips. “I want you!”

But that was one of those porn moves that never really worked. Now she just stood there in mangled lingerie, one half ripped away, the other half now sadly sagging down from her right hip, held up by the fabric pinched between her legs.

By this point, though, nobody gave a shit. “All right.” Trying to appear interested, she hesitantly put her hands on his shoulders. “One fuck, and then you fix my refrigerator. Agreed?”

“NO!” Mom yelled, pounding her own leg in frustration. “HAVE HIM FIX THE ‘FRIDGE FIRST!”

But it was too late. Pressing the girl back against the low counter, the repairman firmly grabbed her waist with his sweaty, hairy hands, roughly thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Surprised, she allowed him between her legs, the panty remnants now finally sliding down a regal leg to the floor.

With her back slightly arched backwards, hands now propped behind her on the marble counter top, the blonde’s gorgeous breasts were on full display. They must have been a D-cup, all natural, with just the right mixture of tautness and bounce. Her nipples were just that perfect shade of pink, full and round. Gasping in surprise, lips parted slightly, she was the most beautiful, erotic woman Laci had ever seen.

At this point, however, she tried to resist. Warily pulling back, the young housewife first eyed the repairman with gorgeous blue eyes, then pushed him away, attempting to slip down and aside. However, still impaired by her high heels, the girl only succeeded in awkwardly shifting her weight forward, against him, while spreading her legs even farther apart.

“None of that,” he mumbled, giving her a rough shove back against the low kitchen island. In a surprising show of strength, the repairman then grabbed the girl’s ass and half-lifted her up onto the very edge of the counter. Gasping in surprise, her chest bounced slightly, legs still thrust out to either side.

“Wait!” she implored. “I don’t think...”

But he pulled her face forward again, once more shoving his tongue into her mouth. At the same time, the repairman’s right hand traveled down to her neatly trimmed, light public hair. Deftly slipping his index finger between her vaginal lips, the repairman slid his hand up and down several times. Then, shifting angles slightly, he fully penetrated her with his middle finger.

This part always fascinated Laci. It was one thing to talk, and rub, and even kiss. But shockingly, this man was now actually inside of the housewife, the most delicate part of her entire body. It was like she was within his power now, the sanctity of her entire being now his to violate. Hands propped back, rocking up and down, the girl began breathing in time to his fucking motion, even letting her eyes drift half-closed.

Sensing her acceptance, the repairman’s other hand released the back of her head and undid his own belt, allowing his faded jeans to slide down to the floor with an ungainly plop. A second later his underwear was also removed, the man briefly leaning down to kick them both from his right leg.

At this point someone actually bothered to get out the handheld camera, for instead of just seeing the action from the one fixed angle, above and over his left shoulder, facing her, we were suddenly inflicted with a close up of his huge, throbbing cock between her spread legs.

“THE SERPENT!” Mom bellowed, pulling up her own legs with a cry of fear. “GOD SAVE US! HE’S GOING TO PUT IT IN HER!”

Indeed, the Serpent, with its awkward, purple head and thick vein running down one side, was only a few inches from her vulnerable opening. Putting one hand lightly around the Serpent, he then retracted his middle finger from inside of her, instead spreading her pussy wide open.

In later years Laci would appreciate the artistry of this moment, because the man waited several seconds, then slowly extended the Serpent toward her naked, exposed sexual region. Her hips shifting and shaking, the enormous cock now gently touched her delicate, pink skin.

Mom shrieked, and yelled, and screamed for the Lord’s intercession, but it was no use. Camera still focused on her crotch, the girl jerked back slightly, but with her ass still half off the edge the counter, her legs partially pulled up and now well above the tiled floor, there was nowhere to go. She was trapped, and she knew it.

Then, in the most stunning thing Laci ever saw in her entire life, the Serpent rammed forward, burrowing fully into her.

She must have been very tight, for the Serpent clearly met a narrower passage than initially expected. But with short, urgent thrusts and shifting angles of attack, the Serpent fully impaled her, utterly dominating the girl’s most delicate region. Utterly corrupt, it soon disappeared completely within her body, the man’s balls slamming up against her skin in total victory.

Her desecration complete, the blonde’s vaginal lips were impossibly stretched out, helplessly caressing the entire shaft. Once fully entrenched, in fact, the Serpent’s powerful mass had reshaped the girl’s body completely, transforming her, molding her into his own perfect pleasure receptacle.

Even from the close-in shot, it was obvious the girl was shaking almost uncontrollably. Incrementally sliding out, then fully re-penetrating, the Serpent was clearly testing its newfound control. Without question, however, it was complete. Gasping and jerking in time to his movements, she couldn’t break free. The Serpent had total dominion over her, body and soul.

“Get it out!” Mom screeched, crying uncontrollably. “Get the Serpent OUT!”

“Mom, please!” Running a hand through her own blonde hair, Laci desperately tried to mollify her. “This is a natural act...”

“NATURAL!” she bellowed back. “You think it’s natural to shop for groceries IN HIGH HEELS! What the fuck is wrong with you, Laci?”

Suitably chastened, Laci turned her attention back to the television.

Now pulling back to a wider shot, the blonde was still sitting on the counter’s edge, her upper body leaning back, legs spread around the repairman. Eyes nearly glazed over, he then preceded to fuck her silly.

Laci loved watching her beautiful chest bounce up and down in time to his powerful thrusts. She would have given anything to have boobs like that. Round and full, feminine yet powerful, soft and warm, she sometimes dreamed of just putting her head on the housewife’s chest.

A true artist, the repairman now reached down and slid his left hand underneath her right knee. Yanking up on her leg, the gorgeous girl was thrown fully down on the counter, his cock still inside of her. Pausing a mere moment, the repairman hefted her left leg up as well. Now flat on her back, the blonde found her legs trapped against the man’s still-shirted chest, pointing straight up into the air.

Hands grasping her beautiful hips, the repairman unleashed the Serpent’s full power, banging and thrusting for all he was worth. Everything went flying, the flower vase and few condiments on display crashing to the floor. Desperately grabbing the counter’s far edge, she could only hold on for dear life, her body helplessly jolted back and forth with each mind-numbing thrust.

Biting her lip, Laci made herself a solemn vow. If any of her kitchen appliances ever needed repair, she’d simply order new ones. This just seemed like way too much trouble.

Shoving forward, now half on top of her, pushing the girl’s legs back over her own body, the repairman grabbed a huge, elegant breast in each hand. Then, gathering himself, staring down into her wide, innocent eyes, the man slowly drew back his hips, briefly exposing about half of the Serpent’s immense length.

“No!” her mother mumbled. “Please don’t!”

“Mom.” Laci tried to sound firm. “You know what happens now.”

“Maybe he won’t this time?”

Rubbing her forehead, the daughter could only sigh. “We’ll see.”

But of course, he did. Tensing his muscles for this final, monumental thrust, the Serpent once more defiantly impaled the exact center of the girl’s exposed hips.

Apparently, this was the tipping point. Her eyes losing focus entirely, the young housewife stared blankly at the ceiling, panic slowly overwhelming her. Then, as if her very soul were being ripped asunder, an orgasm of unbelievable power and duration erupted throughout the girl’s entire body.