The Virgin (8 page)

“But I don’t know...” she blurted out. “I mean, I’ve never...”

But Grant’s hand, still grabbing Laci’s hair, pulled her head back and up. The Dragon loomed before her, massive and engorged, throbbing with suppressed power. Panicking, Laci tried to pull away, but couldn’t.

Now Jennifer was sitting on the couch beside and just behind her, a reassuring hand on Laci’s back. “Just relax your mouth and throat,” she urged, kissing her on a naked shoulder. “That’s the key.”

“But...” was all Laci managed to reply as the Dragon advanced, her head held in place. The large, red tip now pushed up against her lips, shockingly hard and warm.

Purely by reflex, Laci closed her mouth. It was all just way too much. The Dragon remained in place, politely poised between her lips.

Laughing, Jennifer now slid down to the floor herself, pushing up against Laci once more. “Oh, my love,” she purred, a loving hand caressing her hips, then sliding around to the younger girl’s front. “You must learn to respect men this way. It is an absolutely essential skill for any woman, especially a girl your age.” And so saying, Jennifer’s hand now slid down to Laci’s clit, giving a gentle tickle.

Gasping, Laci inadvertently opened her mouth. Thrusting forward, the Dragon instantly dominated this new, warm lair.

The taste was weird, but it was the intense fullness that shocked Laci the most. Inserting just a few inches, Grant gave her a moment to adjust. Now Jennifer’s hand slowly slid up her back, coming to rest on the back of Laci’s head. With his wife now keeping the young virgin’s head in place, Grant’s hand began lovingly massaging the back of her neck.

“This will be strange,” Jennifer murmured again. “But I am with you.” A master of distraction, the gorgeous blonde now touched Laci’s ass, a finger pushing in toward her opening. Wait! What was she...

With purposeful precision, the Dragon penetrated Laci even more, filling and expanding her mouth. Helplessly waving her arms, Laci put a shaking hand on Grant’s leg.

“Just a little more,” Jennifer whispered, the exploring hand now coming around to expertly massage Laci’s breast. “Hold your breath.”

Forced to stare upward, Laci was transfixed by Grant’s hard, urgent gaze seemingly hovering just over the shaft of his huge cock. Uh oh. She could feel the Dragon quivering within her mouth, obviously wanting more. Squeezing her own eyes shut, Laci tried to relax as best she could.

With Grant’s hand still on the back of her neck, Jennifer’s a little higher, the Dragon fully invaded all of Laci’s mouth, pressing up against the back of her throat. With a deceptive, gentle precision, Grant then kept going, using his thing to actually block her windpipe entirely, his tip of his cock flexing in victory as it shoved into the top of her throat itself.

Of course she gagged. But Grant was clearly a maestro of this symphony, pulling back briefly so she could breathe, then pressing forward again. Dimly, Laci was aware of her face stretched out around his cock, tongue held on the bottom of her mouth. This went on and on, in and out, in and out, the Dragon filling and probing, gradually thrusting with greater urgency. Exhausted, she opened her eyes to see the huge pink organ triumphantly entering her again and again, only half it’s length within her at its deepest point. Dimly, she was aware of his large balls rocking forward to brush against her chin. In short, this man’s sexual organs were dominating her entire existence, and would continue to do so, as long as he and his wife desired.

And the pressure within her own body was growing. Jennifer never let up, her hands expertly exciting the Catholic coed’s most sensitive regions as Laci withstood her husband’s cock in her mouth. Gag, withdraw, slide forward, press, gag again...in time it was becoming easier, but Laci was completely at his mercy. If Grant wanted to shoot his load into her mouth right now he could, and she would have to drink it all.

Poison, her mother called it. Laci wasn’t so sure.

But in any event, that’s not what the Dragon had in mind.

Finally, Grant slowly, and almost regretfully, withdrew from her mouth. Shaking and gasping, Laci watched the Dragon recede, it’s huge head still cocked and ready. At the same time, Grant’s hand also withdrew from her neck. Almost falling back against Jennifer, Laci needed a moment to recover.

But the virgin girl didn’t quite get it. As Grant stepped away, Jennifer once more whispered in Laci’s ear. “Come now. It’s time.”

Half-lifting her from behind, the porn star helped Laci half-crawl, half-stumble into the center of the living room floor. Guiding her down onto the exact center of an ornate, round rug, resembling the bull’s eye of a target, Jennifer then firmly rolled the still-shaking teenager onto her back. Unbidden, her legs naturally spread far apart.

“But Jennifer.” Disoriented, Laci stared up at Grant, still naked and erect, a few feet away. “Maybe I need a rest...”

“Rest? My dear girl, my husband’s cock needs to go somewhere right now,” Jennifer laughed as she settled down behind Laci’s head, looking down the length of her body. “And your pussy is the tightest, warmest, most thrilling place in the room.”

“It is?” Blinking, Laci watched the Dragon almost pulse in time to Grant’s heartbeat.

“Most definitely.” Jennifer’s voice, Laci decided, was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard, even as the twenty-something wife tenderly grasped both of the coed’s hands, pulling them firmly up and onto her own lap.

The Dragon still fully ready for action, Grant now looked down at the gorgeous blonde porn star, whose’s sexual life he now completely dominated, and the young virgin being offered up in sacrifice as a natural right. Smiling at Jennifer in acceptance, he then got down on the floor himself, between Laci’s legs.

Squirming about, with Jennifer holding her arms over her head and Grant’s massive, muscular body between her legs, Laci was trapped. Leaning over, looking into Laci’s eyes from just a few inches away, Grant held the virgin’s attention.

“Do you want me inside you?” he asked, voice low and almost guttural.

Even now the Dragon was pressed up against one of her legs, pointing straight at her most sensitive region. Both terrified and excited, Laci could barely see straight.

“Yes,” she barely whispered, her head propped up on Jennifer’s lap. “I want it inside of me.”

Nodding, he then settled down on top of the 18-year-old, Laci’s hands still held above her head. Helplessly, she felt her legs spread apart even more by his bulk.

“Look at me,” he muttered, reaching down between his own legs. “I want you to look right into my eyes when I do it.”

Barely able to nod, Laci’s skin was on fire. His body was so hard! Not like a girl at all. It was almost like...

Nearly shrieking, Laci felt the Dragon’s head suddenly push up against her private place. Despite herself, she tried to squirm away. But with her upper body held in place by the sexiest, most worldly woman imaginable, and a musclebound Adonis pinning her lower body to the floor, she was effectively trapped.

“You’re doing so well, Laci.” Now releasing her hands, Jennifer began stroking Laci’s hair. “Put your arms around him now. Embrace the Dragon as he alters you.”

“Alters me? But...oh God!” Reflexively putting her arms around Grant’s strong back, Laci felt the Dragon settle into her opening. She suddenly felt more frightened, and vulnerable, than ever before. Yet some instinct held her in place, willing her hips to submit to his pleasure. “It’s so big!” she gasped, remembering it’s massive bulk within her mouth.

“You have no idea,” Jennifer whispered, now massaging her shoulders.

Grunting, Grant penetrated her just a few inches, tucking his head inside her. Stunned, Laci felt her own body spreading apart...no, driven apart...by his organ. Oh God! She was being...deflowered. She’d heard this was painful. But so far it was...

“Oh Jesus!” Deeper still. Something inside of her...deep inside...was being pushed! How fucking weird was that? Tightly shutting her eyes, she nevertheless pulled Grant’s immense, strong body as close to her as possible. In response, Grant oh-so-gently rocked back and forth, putting greater pressure on her body. Something inside of her was blocking the Dragon. “It hurts,” she said through clenched teeth, now peeking up and back at Jennifer’s face.

“It hurts for all of us.” The blonde’s exquisitely beautiful face looked down at her in understanding. “That’s what God requires of us. To feel pain for the pleasure of men.”

“What?” Her eyes rolling up into her head, Laci felt the first tiny rip, deep within her hips. “But what...OH GOD!”

With an audible tear, Laci’s hymen was decimated by the Dragon. Her head jerking up, it was all Grant could do to hold her down onto the carpet. But he did, shoving his huge cock in an inch more. Eyes wide with wonder, flinching in pain, Laci felt her pussy being bodily forced open, desperately attempting to accommodate the burrowing Dragon.

Watching porn with her mother, Laci had often wondered how these girls could even take a man’s big thing inside of them. Well, now she knew. Not very easily. Her hips throbbed, deep inside, the pain only marginally subsiding. Terrified, she wondered how far in he would go. Was he injuring her? It kind of felt like it. And yet, this felt oddly natural...

“Ow!” Grimacing again, hands helplessly clutching Grant’s shoulders, his face pressed up against the side of her own, Laci felt the Dragon tear into her even deeper. Yet, she knew he was exhibiting a great deal of control, abstaining from a massive, sudden thrust. After all, this was her first time. Yet groaning in pleasure, Grant was clearly in his element. Now pulling in and out slightly, he jammed her helpless hips down onto the floor, again and again, his own passion building.

This went on for some time, Grant expertly expanding and shaping her. He shifted about, held certain angles, changed his own focus from time to time. But ever deeper. Always, always deeper. Locked in place, Laci simply held on for dear life, her legs spread impossibly apart, his cock reaching depths she didn’t think possible.

The pain was there, but tolerable. Still, it was an exhausting process, her body feeling utterly worked over. Instinctively realizing that he was completely in control, Laci just compliantly laid there, underneath him, his wife still touching her hair and shoulders.

Grant’s own passion reaching climax, Laci squeezed her eyes shut even more, waiting for the inevitable. Poison, her mother had said.

But instead of inseminating the helpless girl nearly crushed underneath him, Grant pulled out of her at the last minute, rearing up. Eyes wild, he stared down at Laci, exhausted and spent, then up at Jennifer behind her.

Then Grant actually half leapt up, shifting up so that he was straddling Laci and facing Jennifer. Kissing his wife long and deep, his hands roughly massaging her tremendous boobs, the Dragon now hung over Laci’s chest, just millimeters from her lips. Once more helpless, Laci found her arms thrust upward, on the front side of Grant’s knees, pinned between his and Jennifer’s legs.

Still, it was a relief to feel the Dragon retreat from her body, however temporarily. Well, at least now Laci could close her legs. But even that proved impossible, her strained and stretched muscles defying her attempts at usage. If anybody else had wandered into the room at that moment, they could have fucked her too.

Sore and weary, she glanced up to watch Jennifer and Grant passionately kissing over her head. Without question, they were the most attractive couple she’d ever seen. If her pussy didn’t hurt so much it might even be something she could appreciate.

“Honey, you were so wonderful!” Jennifer managed to exclaim at one point, eyes wide with wonder. “You fucked her perfectly!”

Devouring each other some more, Laci felt the still erect Dragon bounce off her chin. Uh. This was getting a little much. And was that blood on there? Did they expect her to, well, you know...

“And now it’s time for you, my prince,” Jennifer purred, now reaching down to firmly grasp the hard Dragon. “She deserves this. As do you.” And so saying, the porn star gently rubbed the length of Grant’s shaft.

Yelling incoherently, Grant now thrust his cock forward a few times, right into Laci’s nose. Instantly, the deflowered girl found her face saturated in warm, sticky liquid. Arms trapped, Grant pressing down on her torso, Laci couldn’t move. Squeezing her eyes shut, holding her breath, she felt the stuff saturate her face, running down the side of her cheeks, splashing up into her hair...even getting into her mouth. Additional pulses of it squirted all over. Nearly gagging on the taste, Laci wondered if it would ever end.

But finally, Grant collapsed off to one side, shaking and moaning. Afraid to open her eyes, Laci just lay on her back, legs spread, face covered in cum. Nearly whimpering, she vaguely wondered what could possibly come next.

But a moment later she felt a warm, wet cloth gently begin cleaning her skin. “There, there, dear.” Jennifer’s warm, comforting voice seemed to come from all around her. “You did such a good job.”

Finally peeking out, Laci saw Jennifer’s face just above her own, smiling reassuringly. Gently kissing her on the lips, the older woman nodding approvingly. “Now that the Dragon has tasted you, the Serpent will never chase you again.”

* * *

A few hours later, Laci meekly ate takeout Chinese food with the attractive, married couple. Grant spoke softly of the campaign and his chances of winning statewide office, telling them of a new advertising push to start the next week. Seated at the kitchen table, he now wore sweat pants and a tee shirt, showered and refreshed. Jennifer looked regal as always, intently listening to him in her blazing white robe, rich blonde hair flowing about her shoulders. Laci had also been provided with a white robe, the two blondes appearing like favored courtesans waiting on the favor of an extremely powerful man. Which, in a way, was exactly what they were.