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 mu
st 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!”
Uncomfortably looking off, Laci now noticed a young woman, just a few years older than herself, dreamily walking down the hallway. Wearing only a nightgown, the pretty girl seemed unaware of their presence. Passing the couch upon which they sat, she then thoughtfully pulled out a marker and began scribbling furiously on the wall.
Frowning, Laci turned to watch. A moment later the girl stood aside, proudly pointing to where she’d written “I AM A CROSS-DIMENSIONAL ZEBRA” in big block letters. Solemnly nodding, she then turned and wandered off.
“See what happens, Laci? Do you see what premarital sex will do to you?” Her mother’s bitter, triumphant voice cut right to the center of Laci’s head. “Don’t turn into a cross-dimensional zebra! That’s what the Serpent wants. That’s what the Serpent needs!”
But zebras, Laci wanted to reply, are powerful and free. And a cross-dimensional zebra could explore whole new worlds! It could wander around the universe, going wherever it wanted. Seeing whoever it wanted. And when a cross-dimensional zebra got a little tired? Well, it could just stop and nibble on anybody’s sleek, strong savanna. With her soft zebra lips, she would just take the lush, rigid grass in her mouth, straight to the back of her throat...
But the moment soon passed. The same orderly from before now came sauntering down the hallway, carrying a bucket of soapy water. A minute later the zebra’s message had been eradicated forever, the worker giving them a dirty look as he stalked off.
* * *
Leaving the facility, Laci thoughtfully walked across the parking lot. Getting into her car, she then drove back to the city.
Clearly, sex was an integral part of life. For some reason her mother had always denied this, becoming alienated and detached from reality itself. That, in turn, ultimately led to watching sex tapes with her young, innocent daughter. And once Laci herself left home her mother became completely unglued, soon winding up in the local funny farm.
And as for Laci, once she was out of the house? Well, she’d been heading down the same unhealthy road, imagining the “Serpent” chasing her around town. But sex wasn’t a monster to be avoided. It was a loving, wonderful thing that in the long run would only empower her.
Of course, there was the flip side of all this as well. Experiencing too much too soon, in an unprotected environment, Jennifer had fallen into a dark pit of drugs and pornography. And though the story had been related to her in purely sexual terms, it was clear that Grant had indeed saved her life, converting Jennifer from a whacked-out porn slut into a classy young political wife. Thus, by a stroke of good fortune things had worked out in the end, though by her own admission Jennifer now lacked the ability to leave her current life, even if she wanted to.
So Laci needed to find her own way, one roughly between the two extremes of her mother and Jennifer.
But in order to find out exactly what her boundaries were, she needed to immerse herself in that super-sexual world, however briefly. If she could do that, and walk away her own woman, she would never again have anything to fear from the sexual arena.
Unlike her mother, and Jennifer, she would always be in control.
* * *
Once more in her Catholic school girl skirt and tight white top, hair pulled back in a simple pony tail, Laci stood before the brownstone where Grant and Jennifer lived. It had been ten days since her last visit. Staring up at the closed front doors, she felt the pressure building within her own body, fighting for release. Slowly she walked up the stairs, knocking firmly on the hard, unyielding wood.
Pulling open the door, Jennifer just stared at her a moment. Dressed in tasteful business attire, she had a thin, golden necklace dipping down toward her wonderful cleavage. Sighing, the former porn star then ran a hand back through her long, beautiful hair.
“Hi,” Laci said, smiling hesitantly. “I’m here.”
“You are,” Jennifer confirmed, crossing her arms. “And I told you what would happen if you came back.”
“I know.” Looking down, Laci felt herself blushing. “I’m ready.”
“For the Dragon?” Laughing, the regal blonde didn’t step aside. “Laci, you have no idea what you’re saying.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Really?” Taking her hand, still out on the porch, Jennifer seemed oblivious to a few passing neighbors. “I thought I knew what I was doing too. When I was your age. I was wrong.”
“I need this, Jennifer. I really do.”
“Nobody needs this, honey. Especially someone like you.”
“Will you be there with me?” Hesitantly, Laci smiled. “When Grant takes me for the first time? I would really like that.”
Sighing, Jennifer’s beautiful features finally softened. “Oh Laci. I wouldn’t miss it for anything. Come in.”
Crossing the threshold, Laci felt the door close behind her.
Taking Laci into the large master bedroom, Jennifer gently removed her clothing, then her own. Now guiding the 18-year-old into the shower, the former porn star lovingly washed her entire body. Standing there in the haze and steam, Laci felt Jennifer’s fingers moving around her hips and between her legs, cleaning inside and out, leaving her immaculate. She then sensuously shampooed Laci’s long, blonde hair, kissing her throughout. At times, Laci felt herself becoming faint, nearly overcome by the sight of Jennifer’s incredible, naked body before her.
Finally they left the shower, Jennifer tenderly toweling Laci off, her own bare boobs pressed against the younger girl. Then, pushing her down onto the bed, Jennifer spread Laci’s legs and neatly shaved her pubic hair.
“You need to be smooth for him,” she explained. “Smooth and sensitive. That’s what Grant likes.”
Biting her lip, Laci just looked up at the ceiling. Right then her only desire in the world was to be exactly, and precisely, what Grant liked.
Jennifer now dressed in a lacy white see-through top, with long white stockings. White lingerie covered her luscious hips. She now attired Laci in similar fashion, but with a longer white mesh top that extended down to her upper legs. Unlike Jennifer, she didn’t have any panties or stockings. A rich blue ribbon was wrapped around Laci’s waist, tied off in an ornate bow.
“This is so he knows you’re a gift,” Jennifer explained.
Now Jennifer worked on Laci’s hair and makeup. When they were done, Laci saw her reflection in a long, floor-length mirror. Barely recognizing herself, the coed thought the image staring back at her was almost as beautiful as Jennifer.
“Remember,” the married woman whispered in Laci’s ear, standing behind her as they both looked in the mirror. “He’s very, very big. Just hold on when he puts it in you. It will get easier, but it might take a little time.”
“When he puts it in where?” Laci fearfully asked. She was trying to not to lose her nerve, but the anticipation was growing. After all, there were several possibilities...
“He’ll put it in wherever he wishes,” Jennifer breathed, kissing her lightly on the cheek. “But don’t worry. He generally goes a little easier on girls the first time.”
Taking Laci by the hand, Jennifer now led her out into the living
room to wait for the Dragon’s arrival.
* * *
Tiredly passing through the front door, Grant just stopped and stared at the two blondes standing in his living room. Both were in their lacy white outfits and high heels, Laci with her bow.
“Hi, honey.” Smiling, Jennifer stepped forward, her exquisite chest bouncing slightly underneath the transparent material. “I have a present for you.”
In his early 30's, Grant wore a tailored, light grey suit, his tie already loosened. About six feet tall, he was clearly in tremendous shape. Surprised, he closed the front door completely, pulling off the tie as he advanced on them.
Nervously smiling, the virgin watched Grant stop a few feet away, looking up into his bemused, intrigued gaze. “I’m...uh, I’m Laci.”
Only nodding in reply, he now openly looked Laci up and down, his eyes pointedly stopping on her naked hips. Casting aside his suit jacket, Jennifer’s husband then began unbuttoning his shirt.
Feeling the silence become awkward, Laci took a deep breath. “Just so you know, this would be my first time.”
A reassuring hand was laid on Laci’s arm. “Oh, he knows, dear,” Jennifer purred in her ear, the older woman’s breast pushing up against her back. “If you weren’t a virgin, I wouldn’t have brought you to him.”
Shocked, Laci watched Grant undress completely, now standing naked before her.
He was even better looking than all the men on her mother’s videos. Lean and muscular, the young politician looked like human version of some marbled Greek hero, magically come to life. Looking down, at his private area, Laci was stunned at the size of his manly parts.
He wasn’t even fully erect, yet was clearly of gargantuan proportions. Panicking, Laci yanked her gaze away, desperately glancing at Jennifer beside her.
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