Free The Virgin by H.G. Longwood Page B

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.”
     
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    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.
    Oddly enough, Grant now treated Laci very politely, yet there was no hint of the ultimate intimacy they’d just shared. Anyone walking in the room might think her