The Virgin (6 page)

“See? You’re still a virgin.” Pulling Laci up, the young matron ran loving fingers through her hair. “But you won’t be for long if Grant comes home and finds you here.”

“What?” Unable to think, Laci laid a quivering, shaking hand on Jennifer’s tight, long waist. “But he’s your husband. Why would...”

“He married me because I cleaned up very well, and make a wonderful young political wife.” Smiling wryly, Jennifer now leaned down and scooped Laci’s panties off the floor. “He also wants me to have his children someday. But make no mistake, I’m his sexual possession. That means he gets to fuck whoever he wants, and I just watch.”

Neatly folding the panties, Jennifer then inserted them between the lips of the freshly orgasmed Catholic girl. Pressing down, Laci watched in wonder as Jennifer pulled the panties out again, reaching over to place them on a side table. “And he would fuck me?” Laci asked.

“Without question. You’d just be a piece of virgin candy to him,” Jennifer began, massaging the young girl’s hips. “Grant would come home, see you like this, and put his massive cock in your mouth. He would cum there, and then he would fuck you silly. Your hymen would be gone, your virginity would be gone...that’s it.”

“And you would just watch?” Amazed, Laci shook her head.

“Oh, I would help,” she said. “I want Grant to be happy, and he loves virgins. He collects them, like stamps or something. And once he deflowers them, he puts them to work in his campaign office. That way they can blow him in the middle of the day.”

“Really?” That sounded kind of cool.

“Really,” she confirmed. “Just walk through his office sometime. All these pretty girls. Interns, or some such nonsense. He fucks them out of their young minds. He’s deflowered them all. They’re like slaves to his cock now.”

“Wow!” Still coming down from the orgasm, her naked body raw and fresh, Laci now gingerly sat up. “His cock is that powerful?”

“You thought John’s equipment was big, from that movie?” Jennifer laughed. “The Serpent, you called it? Well, then Grant has the Dragon. Once it’s inside you, you’re pretty much done.”

Now this was sounding pretty interesting. “You have threesomes and stuff?” Laci asked.

“Sure. I find most of the virgins. And I don’t want Grant having all the fun.” Pouting, Jennifer then shook her head. “But no one can touch my pussy but him. That’s it. That’s the rule. It’s his possession. It’s his to fuck or not. To use for children or not. He can stay in me as long as he likes, do whatever he wants. But it’s only his. That’s the rule.”

“Oh.” With her hands now on Jennifer’s shoulders, Laci didn’t want to leave.

“Come on, you.” Rolling her eyes, Jennifer stood up. “It’s time to put on those tight Catholic clothes and go back to the dorm. You won’t have any panties, so keep your skirt smoothed down.”

Very carefully, Laci also rose, her legs feeling like rubber. “Can I come back here?”

“Haven’t you been listening?” Pausing, Jennifer gave her a hard look. “Like I said. If you do, then Grant will fuck you. From every angle imaginable.” Folding her arms, she once more raised an eyebrow. “Then you’ll be his possession too. He’ll put you in his office and bend you over his desk, put you on your knees and cum all over your face. All your makeup will get messed up. Everyone will know.”

“Oh, my.” The funny thing was, that didn’t sound so bad. “That’s terrible.”

“His cock is huge.” Jennifer warned, trying to sound severe. “I’m sure you’re very tight. It would be a lot to handle. Maybe too much.”

“Oh.” Blushing furiously, Laci began putting on her bra. “You’re probably right.”

“Hey.” Approaching her again, the former porn star looked into Laci’s eyes. “The only reason I did all this was so you’d stop imagining John’s cock...I mean, the Serpent, following you around. I wanted to empower you against that.”

“Sure,” she mumbled. “Thanks.”

“You’re a good girl,” she carefully continued. “You have your virginity, Laci. Use it. Marry some religious bigwig and live happily ever after. Have a family. Don’t do what I did.”

“Of course.” A family? Wouldn’t that get in the way of having more orgasms?

Quickly putting on her remaining clothes, Laci met Jennifer at the door. Now in a sensuous white robe, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, she looked like the mistress to the richest man in the world. And if Grant’s cock was really that big and powerful, maybe she was.

Embracing, Laci felt Jennifer’s comforting, incredible boobs pressing against her own chest. “Thank you!” she whispered, a tear coming to her eye.

“Just remember,” she whispered back. “If you come back here, Grant will take you.”

Nodding in assent, Laci then turned and left, Jennifer thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

* * *

For the next week, Laci just attended classes and studied quietly in her room at night. The incredible sensations of her first orgasm continued racking the virgin’s body, the poignant, powerful memories making her quiver and almost moan out loud. Biting her lip, Laci had trouble walking across campus, obsessed with the image of her own underwear in Jennifer’s drawer.

She collected a few more panties herself, but it wasn’t quite the same. Schoolwork was also a bore. A searing, raging crush had taken hold of Laci’s life, dominating almost every waking thought.

Because really, could anybody be more perfect than Jennifer? The former porn actress was beautiful, sophisticated, powerful, and had the most perfect boobs ever! She even collected panties, just like Laci! Great minds thinking alike, right?

In short, the wondrous blonde was everything Laci aspired to be. After all, she’d grown up like Laci herself, an innocent virgin in a religious household. But then, Jennifer had broken free from her shell, gotten fucked out of her mind, and developed a super powerful sexual aura! I mean, it was like she was a female superhero or something!

In her mind’s eye, Laci could even see Jennifer running around town, in a white, full-body mesh (with thong cut-outs so the bad guys could see her perfect, firm ass cheeks), blonde hair flowing in the breeze. She could be Fuck Toy Woman, with just the right insertion for every occasion! And the bad guys would call her pussy Dragon’s Lair, because it was only for Grant’s cock! To screw, to impregnate...

Sitting in class, letting her mind run wild, Laci had trouble not putting a hand down between her own legs.

But really, Jennifer had, like, the perfect life! She knew where to buy wacky sex toys, was living with a man who might be Lieutenant Governor, wore nice shoes, and had a really pretty robe. Idly, Laci wondered where Jennifer went shopping. Perhaps she’d bought the robe in the same store with the virgin hymen-preserver simulator thing? It was a thought.

Sure, there had been some up’s and down’s...that drug addiction wasn’t very nice...but being married to Grant sounded wonderful! Laci was sure he was strong and well-built. Successful, obviously, as he was running for high office. And so thoughtful! After all, he took Jennifer to rehab before fucking her! That was cool. And he liked to hire all his former virgins as interns, and then fuck them in his office. Nice! That way the girls could get some on-the-job experience, to go along with their blow job experience! Building up a resume was important, after all.

And Grant’s cock was apparently huge! I mean, so big, and strong, and solid that it even dwarfed the Serpent! The Dragon, Jennifer had called it! Giggling, Laci now did touch herself, first dashing off behind some bushes so no one would see.

But the good news was that the Serpent wasn’t stalking her anymore. She even managed to eat some chili in the cafeteria, smiling gaily at the poor, uneducated food service workers staring at her in fear. Don’t worry! She wanted to call out. I know there isn’t a big cock and balls in the huge chili vat! But that might seem a little weird, so she didn’t bother. And since not speaking English was apparently the main criteria for working in the cafeteria, they wouldn’t have understood her anyway. That kind of sucked.

It was in this jovial frame of mind that Laci took a phone call from her home town police department. Apparently, her mother had thrown a huge, shrieking fit in a local supermarket the night before, a judge immediately committing her to the local nut house.

* * *

Meeting with a psychiatrist at the facility the next day, Laci was told her mother had caused quite the scene.

“Subject quickly became agitated, throwing candy bars at other shoppers,” the doctor read verbatim from the police report. “Then, subject began remonstrating with store manager about a serpent-like creature stalking her down the aisles. According to subject, this serpent resembled a man’s genitalia, and desired sexual intercourse with all the female shoppers present.” Taking off his glasses, the shrink eyed Laci quizzically. “Do you have any idea what this means?”

Mutely, Laci shook her head. “Remonstrating” wasn’t a word she’d ever heard before, and Mom’s name wasn’t “subject.” This was all very weird.

Grunting, the psychiatrist put his glasses back on, turning back to the police report. “Subject then began beating the store manager with a large cross, claiming he had this serpent in his pants, and wished to deflower virgins with it in his kitchen.” Exasperated, the doctor flipped the report closed and sat back.

Hands twisting in her lap, Laci smoothed down her ultra-short skirt. “What is your diagnosis, doctor?”

“My diagnosis?” Slowly, he shook his head. “Your mother’s fucking crazy! Serpents having sex with virgins in kitchens? Who ever heard of such a thing?”

Smiling weakly, all Laci could do was shrug.

* * *

Sitting down next to her mother on a pleasant white couch, Laci hesitantly looked around. The doctor guy had said to just act normal in the facility, and not to react to any “maladaptive” behavior by the other patients, no matter how “aberrant” it might appear.

Maladaptive? That was yet another new word to her, but it kind of sounded like mallard. Did that mean people were acting like male ducks? Or maybe there were actual ducks here, as patients? That was weird.

“Laci!” Leaning forward in a straitjacket, her mother’s eyes were whirling like a woman possessed. “I saw the Serpent! In the supermarket! He wanted to fuck me!”

Though trying to whisper, her mother’s voice carried well down the hallway in which they were sitting. Two other wandering patients looked over in alarm, one young man bursting into tears.

“Wow! That’s nice!” Per her instructions from the psychiatrist, Laci was determined to remain “upbeat” in her mother’s presence. “But Mom, maybe you shouldn’t...”

“He wants to fuck you too!” her mother hissed. “Watch yourself, Laci! The Serpent is coming for all of us!”

Thoughtfully sitting back, Laci wondered if she should tell Mom of her own experiences with Jennifer. After all, the Serpent wasn’t even the most powerful carnal force out there! He could be easily defeated by the Dragon, which now owned the virgin’s vagina from the kitchen. Maybe if she understood that...

“Wait a minute!” Lunging forward, wrapped up tightly in the straitjacket, Mom studied her more closely. “You seem different, Laci. Has anything happened?”

Just as suddenly, however, Laci lost her courage. “Oh! No, not at all.” Shrugging stupidly, she tried to smile. “Just classes and stuff.”

“Classes and stuff? I don’t think so.” Her gaze narrowed. “You’ve been collecting panties, haven’t you? And you’ve lost some of yours as well!”

Delivered in a half-yell, this last comment brought an orderly’s head around the end of the hallway, eyeing them darkly. Giving a light-hearted wave, Laci looked back at her mother. “Mom, keep your voice down.”

“Your pussy, Laci! Some girl has been touching your pussy!” Triumphantly sitting back, she now slowly nodded. “God have mercy!”

Sighing, Laci rubbed her forehead. “Listen, we just like to have a little fun in the dorms, that’s all.”

“Getting a fucking checkers board, then!”

“Look, Mom. There isn’t any cock involved.” Not yet, anyway. “The Serpent hasn’t found me.”

“Oh, he will.” Nodding sagely, Laci’s mother actually bit her lip. “He’s stalking you, just like he stalked me when I was your age. Just like he was slithering after me in the supermarket!”

Maybe her mother just needed perspective, Laci decided. “But Mom,” she confidently began. “You must see that you were just imagining that, right? After all, there wasn’t really a huge dick and balls in the supermarket...”

“Yes, there was!” Her cheek now twitching, Laci’s mother looked fearful. “It was the Serpent, Laci! He wanted to put chocolate sauce all over my body, a stick of butter up my ass, and popcorn all over the floor! Then, the Serpent would have spread honey on my face with his big hairy balls, put a candy bar in my mouth, bent me over a big pile of corn, lifted up my skirt up, and...and...had intercourse with me!”

Sadly, Laci took her mother’s hand. Sex was one thing, but creating a mess for the stock boys to clean up was just plain rude. “Mom, I really don’t think...”

“And when he finds you, he’ll do the same!” Visibly shuddering, she pulled away from her daughter. “He’ll impale your virgin body, Laci! Then he’ll own you. The Serpent will own you forever!”