The Monastery

Surprisingly, the nuns were all dressed in black, not white like those in the hospital. Mrs. Sabine talked to the nuns for a long time in the office while I sat in the hallway waiting; it seemed very long to me, at least. Then they came out of the office and spoke kindly to me. Mrs. Sabine said that I would stay with the nuns for a few days until they went on. And the old nun pointed to the young, friendly nun and said, "This is Sister Veronika, she will take care of little Jan for the next few days, do you understand?" I nodded and grabbed Sister Veronika's hand with my little fingers, for she smiled kindly and was so young, much younger than Mother or Irene. "I'm sure we'll become good friends!" said Sister Veronika, and I nodded, although I could see that she had only a very small breast under her black dress, and if we were to become good friends, she would have to get a big breast like Mother or Irene.

I said artfully, "Goodbye, Mrs. Sabine!" and went hand in hand with Sister Veronika to the kitchen, where I got a fine dinner. Sister Veronika understood right away that I could not do much with my hands and that she had to feed me. She smiled sweetly from under her hood and fed me. Then I was given another cup of sour tea and then I ran again hand in hand with Sister Veronika through the corridors. She told me that there were some little boys and girls living in this home, here and here were the dormitories — she pointed with her hand left and right — but I was already a big man, so I would get my own room.

I said I was afraid to sleep alone, but Sister Veronika said that there had been a bit of sleeping powder from the Sandman in the tea and I would surely sleep well. I trotted along beside her until she opened a door. It was a simple, clean room with only a bed and a chair. Sister Veronika pointed to the bed and said, "Good night, Jan!" She turned to leave, and I called after her, "Please undress me, Sister Veronika!"

She turned and came back to me, helping me undress. She first wanted to send me to bed with my underpants on, but I defiantly persisted until she finally pulled my underpants down and turned red, when she saw my cock. She quickly looked away and covered me up. I sent her a goodnight kiss through the air and she smiled shyly back before turning out the light and closing the door. I was very afraid in the semi‐darkness, my heart pounding with fear and only slowly calming as I curled up and stroked the glans with my fingertips until I fell asleep.

In the morning she woke me very early, drew the curtains and let the morning sun in. I blinked and said, "Gudmorn, Sister Veronica!" She helped me get dressed and said there was breakfast. I said, "First bathe, then breakfast!" She looked perplexed and asked what I meant. "Bath first, then breakfast, mother always does that! Otherwise I stink!" and then I cried because mother was still asleep and had to stay with the little angels. Sister Veronika comforted me and pressed me to her skinny breast; she was very sweet, stroked my hair and murmured, "My poor little darling!"

So we went into the bathroom. Sister Veronika let the water run in and undressed me in the large white tiled room where there was a bathtub and four toilets without doors and a large laundry basket, embarrassed she looked to the side as she took off my underpants again. She was obviously very afraid of my cock and always looked only briefly. My cock was already very hard today, because I had not fucked yesterday and it was already really pushing me. I stood next to the bathtub, my cock looking firmly forward and Sister Veronika didn't look at it the whole time or looked away right away. Then I sat down in the water and waited. Nurse Veronika rolled up her sleeves and soaped me up, rubbed me with a hard washcloth and especially cleaned my hands, firmly rubbing my feet and legs.

Her hand tentatively approached my abdomen, the washcloth passed infinitely delicately and carefully along the inner thighs and touched the little bag. Immediately the cock twitched. Sister Veronika pulled back the washcloth and soaped it firmly. Then she went again with infinite caution along the inner thigh and touched the sack, rubbed it a bit, then tentatively embraced the cock with the washcloth to wash it.

In an instant, it squirted. Sister Veronika jerked back and straightened up. Another jet shot out of the cock, I felt a violent urge to touch me and grabbed the glans with my little fingers, stroked firmly and squirted out all the gushes. Sister Veronika stood sideways turned away, kept her reddened face lowered and looked under her eyelashes at my strange actions. I said, "Finished, Sister Veronika!" and stood up, a few drops of viscous mucus still fell into the water while I waited patiently for Sister Veronika to dry me off. She still had a red Face and did not say a word.

Maybe I had done something wrong, anyway she was silent and led me to the kitchen where I got a breakfast. Then I sat in the playroom all day and watched the other children. But I kept aloof, because the children were afraid of me and I was afraid of them.

I didn't see Sister Veronika again until the evening, when she gave me something to eat. We smiled at each other and I awkwardly stroked her shoulder before we walked hand in hand to the room. As she undressed me and my cock flapped out of my underpants again, I said, "Squirt please, Sister Veronika!" and held out my hard‐on to her. Again she was terribly embarrassed and shook her head vigorously, silently gesturing for me to lie down in bed. Again she was terribly embarrassed because my hard‐on stood erect as she put me to bed. Then she sat down at the edge of the bed and stroked my hair.

"I'm a nun," she said, "and nuns don't do that, that ... with the cock. Do you understand that, little Jan?" I shook my head in the negative and asked, "And fuck?" Veronika turned very red, shook her head and looked down at the floor. I asked, "Why?" She thought for a long time, then said that the nuns had promised not to do it. I said that that was stupid, because I had to squirt, didn't she understand? But she shook her head and remained silent. "And what do you do?" I asked, because my hard‐on was already giving me a great squeeze. Sister Veronica kissed me goodnight on the forehead, got up and went to the door. "I'm going to pray and think, Jan, then we'll see!" Sister Veronika turned out the light and closed the door quietly.

I writhed and squirmed until I halfway reached the hard‐on and rubbed firmly up and down for a long time, squirting intermittently and continuing to rub gently until I was quite done and fell asleep.

The next morning Sister Veronika woke me cheerfully, pulled back the curtain and said, "Up, up! Hurry, hurry, little Jan!" I asked, "Good morning, Sister Veronika! Have you been praying about the squirting, Sister Veronika?" Cheerfully she said "Yes, I did, and we're sure to have something there!" she said, and immediately lowered her eyes again, for I had gotten up and she had to look at my strong cock. She blushed terribly again, put a bath towel around me and we went into the bathroom.

She let the water in and undressed me, blushing all over as she saw my cock again. She told me to stop and wait until she came back. Then she went out and I waited. The water was running and I peed in the water. Then I waited again. The door opened and Sister Veronika came in with another nurse. She gestured for me to get into the bathtub and said, "This is Sister Maria, I'm sure you remember her, she works in the kitchen. She will do it." Then she stopped and Sister Maria smiled kindly at me.

She was all old and wrinkled in the face, but was very kind, rolled up her sleeves and washed me a little. She smiled when she saw my hard‐on, knelt down and took it in her hand, "Do you like it right now, little Jan?" and I nodded quickly, smiling back. Sister Maria was not at all afraid of my cock and remained friendly, grasping it tightly and rubbing up and down. I looked to Sister Veronika, she was standing behind Sister Maria, watching silently. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, enjoying Sister Maria's rubbing. "Tell me when it comes!" said Sister Maria and I nodded languidly.

When I felt it, I said, "Please, it's coming!" Sister Maria pointed my cock into the water and rubbed it some more, holding it under the water, and then it splashed firmly, drifting away in little white flakes. Sister Maria held the cock under the water and squeezed it hard. I said artfully, "Thank you, Sister Maria!" and stood up. Sister Maria now left again, Sister Veronika soaped me up and finished bathing me. Then she asked if that had been fine, and I said how fine it had been.

Now I spent the day again watching the children play. At noon Sister Veronika fed me and asked how the morning had been. I said that I liked being with the children, but now I would rather go to bed. Sister Veronika got up and we went into the room hand in hand. She undressed me and covered me. Then she turned to go. I called out, "Please stay, Veronika!" She turned around and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

I squirmed and writhed, kicking the bedspread away with my feet. I stroked the glans with my fingertips and smiled up at Sister Veronika, who blushed but remained seated with me. I smiled at her and arched my back quite hard, gripping the cock tightly and rubbing up and down as best I could. Sister Veronika watched me breathlessly, I looked up at her strained and rubbed as hard as I could. She bent over and took a close look at it as it squirted out the front. I squeezed it all out, to the last drop, and stretched again, sighing.

Sister Veronika dabbed the semen with a little cloth and covered me. Then she asked, "Are you feeling better now, little Jan?" and I answered, "Yes, Sister Veronika, now I'll sleep a little. Only my back hurts from contorting." She nodded regretfully and asked, "And then tomorrow, at bath time, squirt again?" I shook my head and said, "Yes, Sister Veronika, but maybe again tonight!" She shook her head and smiled, "You must be a bad one, you sweetie!" and very sweetly and kindly cuddled my hair.

I sensed that she meant the "bad" in a friendly way and grinned back. Then I asked her, "Going to pray again, Sister Veronica, tomorrow I want to fuck!" She flinched and became serious, "You know we nuns don't fuck... that we don't do that!" I said that this was quite stupid, because fucking is very beautiful, but Sister Veronica shook her head vigorously and left me. I slept a little, then I got up and started to count the ribs of the radiator, but there were too many. I counted and counted, but I couldn't get it done.

Then, when I heard someone walk by, I opened the door and looked out. A nurse I had never seen before stopped and looked at me, took a long look at my little hands and fingers and at my dangling cock, then asked what was wrong? I said that Sister Veronika should come back and dress me. Sister Veronika came a little later and took me to the big playroom. I discovered a great book and leafed through it as best I could. There were again many animals, small and big, also crocodiles and snakes. I told Sister Veronica that I liked animal books. She said she would come back in the evening and let me continue reading the book.

In the evening she fed me and we laughed as I told her how crocodiles had their babies, and then she laughed again and said the crocodiles laid eggs from which the babies hatched. We laughed a lot, because I had never heard anything so silly, because crocodiles don't look like chickens, and Veronika laughed because she thought it was so funny. I hugged her and pressed my face against her bosom, thinking of Mother at the Gotfatha and cried for a long time. She let me cry it out and let my tears drip on her black frock, soothed me and said it was time to go to bed.

While undressing, I asked her if she wanted to fuck, but she shook her head and smiled again, saying I already knew she wasn't allowed to! I chattered blithely on that my cock was stiff again, something had to be done. "Of course," she said lightly, "just do it, little Jan!" I lay down and the cock stood upright, Sister Veronika sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at me expectantly. I arched my back a little and stroked the glans with my fingers, then said, "The back still hurts!" and let go again.

Sister Veronika looked at me big. She blushed when I said, "You do it, Veronika!" She hesitated and looked at me with flying breath. "What, right now?" she asked, and I nodded. "Please do it, dear Sister Veronika!" With a pounding heart, she pulled up her sleeve and gently grabbed my cock. I stretched it out even more and pushed my bottom a little up and down, sliding my cock back and forth in Veronika's hand. She remembered how it went and gently rubbed up and down. "Please a little harder, dear Veronika!" I said and she obeyed.

Her sleeve flapped and her breasts jiggled up and down under the black dress, she was soon panting with the effort, but she did it quite right and all at once it squirted up high. Her hand jerked back, agonizingly a stream flowed out and I gasped, "Don't stop, keep going!" She carefully reached down onto the slime‐wet cock, rubbed firmly once more, and a few more drops squirted out. Then she wiped the slime off my cock and off her hand. I said artfully, "Thank you, Sister Veronika, that was very good!" and lay straight down, lolling to sleep. She covered me and pressed a long kiss on my forehead, then she turned off the light and left.

The next morning, when we were dressed and walking hand in hand to bathe, old Sister Maria came to meet us, she had already put in warm water and was ready to bathe me. I was about to say that Veronika could do it quite well herself, but Veronika shook her head and put a finger over her mouth. I kept silent and let Sister Maria undress me. Sister Veronika stood in the background and pushed her hands into her sleeves, while Sister Maria now took off my underpants and stroked my cock a few times with her hand. I sat down in the tub and waited.

Sister Maria immediately reached for my cock and began to rub it firmly. Then she said, "Veronika, come closer, take another good look!" Sister Veronika stepped behind her and looked over her shoulder. Sister Maria was now rubbing really fast, she was really good at that, and then I said, "It's coming, Sister Maria, it's coming!" Now she held the cock under water and kept rubbing, it started to splash and again the mucus swam away in white flakes. Now Sister Maria squeezed the cock a few times to get the rest of the mucus out and let me go. I said, "Thank you, Sister Maria!" and leaned back, closing my eyes.

Now Sister Maria turned and said, "Veronica, kneel beside me and try!" Sister Veronika stepped forward and knelt down, rolled up a sleeve, reached into the water and put her hand around my cock. I was amazed, because it certainly didn't squirt again that quickly. Now Sister Maria said, "Rub!" and Veronika lifted the limp cock out of the water, rubbing it back and forth so that it just splashed. Then Sister Maria said, "Squirt!" and I squeezed hard, but of course nothing came, my cock hadn't even gotten hard yet. Sister Veronika pretended to squirt and pushed my cock deep under the water. Then Sister Maria: "Push!" and Sister Veronika pushed dutifully. I liked this game!Sister Maria stood up and nodded. "That went quite well!" and began to handle the laundry in the clothes basket.

I let Sister Veronika soap me up and asked, "When do you bathe, by the way? actually, Veronika?" and she remained silent, continued to lather and soap me up. Sister Maria looked around after a while and said, "Well, tomorrow again, tomorrow is our bath day!" I saw as Veronika was a bit annoyed and continued to ask, "Bathing together, are we bathing together?" Sister Veronika shook her head.

Nurse Maria came over to us. "Do you think we all bathe together?" she asked with a grin. I nodded and said to Sister Veronika, "That's very funny, I'm very good at bathing together!" Sister Maria thought while Veronika continued to scrub me down. She looked at me and shook her head vigorously. Sister Maria now knelt beside her, washed me too, and spoke at length to Sister Veronika, for she also wanted to bathe together. Then she got up grumbling and went again sullenly to her laundry basket.

When she had gone and Veronika was drying me off, I asked why she had a black dress on and Sister Maria had a brown one. Now Sister Veronika smiled and said she was a nun who had taken vows and Sister Maria was not, she was a simple sister. What that means, I asked. Veronika thought, then tried to explain that she had promised, like the other nuns, to stay in the convent forever and to obey, and that she herself had to remain very well‐behaved. "The one about not fucking?" said I, and she nodded. "Then Sister Mary may go away, from the convent?" I asked, and Veronica nodded. "And fuck!" Sister Veronika shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know, little Jan!" I nodded, proud to have understood something so difficult.

At noon Sister Veronika could not come, Sister Maria fed me and took me back to the playroom; she had to go back to the kitchen and had no time to put me to bed. I read with the other children in the picture books and explained to them how it is with the animals and how they get the little ones. After a while they left me standing there, shouting in confusion, one boy scornfully saying that I didn't even know that, that I didn't know anything, actually. I cried for a long time, thinking of the cold, sleeping mother who was now with the angels and of the Gotfatha who had simply left her under the cloth, with the angels.

In the evening, Sister Veronika again fed me and put me to bed. I looked her in the eyes for a long time and wiggled my bottom, after a while she rolled up her sleeve with a sigh and slid her hand under the covers. I immediately kicked free and enjoyed it, from rubbing I soon became very excited and squirted. Now Veronika continued until I was done. "Thank you, dear Veronika!" I said as she dabbed me clean and wiped her hands.

Veronika was still sitting on the edge of the bed and wanted to talk. "The Mother Superior has ordered me, to do everything for you, so feed food, study and put on clothes, but also to go with you to the bathroom, bathing and ... that." I asked, "Squirting, too?" Sister Veronika looked at the floor, then said a little uncertainly, "Yes, squirting too, I think!" She smiled sheepishly with her sweaty, red face and said, "I've never done this before, Jan. Never done that before, Jan, I have to get used to it," and I asked her to get used to it quickly, because I was very fond of her.

Then I asked curiously who the Mother Suwearrior was. She improved, "Mother Superior!" and said that she had been sitting in the front of the office when I arrived. I said, "The old nun with the fat silver cross on the necklace?" and Veronica nodded. I smacked her a big goodnight kiss through the air and closed my eyes.

The next morning we went to the bathroom again, Sister Veronika carrying a thick towel and a laundry bag in her other hand. When we entered, Sister Maria was just running the water and had already opened her headscarf. She had short, light gray hair and very many wrinkles on her face and neck. Now she undressed me and told me to get into the water, then she took off her robe completely. She was very fat and bacon‐wrinkled and had a very light gray tuft of hair between her legs.

She now also got into the tub, sat down opposite me with her legs spread and told Sister Veronika to hurry up at last. Sister Veronika did not dare to hurry, so Sister Maria told her not to do so, they had also bathed together week after week. While Sister Veronika turned her back to us and undressed, I stared at Sister Maria's tuft of hair. There was a deep, red gap and I could also see her little hole very clearly.

Sister Veronika covered her breasts with her crossed arms and came over to us. She was slim and slender, had very small, pointed breasts and short‐cropped blond hair, a small light blond tuft of hair between her legs, but her cleft could only be guessed at. Sister Maria pulled me forward by the shoulder and told Veronika to sit behind me. Veronika got in and I sank back, onto Sister Veronika's lap.

Sister Maria had noticed that I had been staring at her little hole the whole time and was getting a very hard cock from it. She grinned and asked if the prince wanted it now? I was confused at first, but guessed what she meant and nodded. "But I like fucking even better!" I said, and she looked at me in surprise. "Yes, really?" she asked, and I thought that this was a stupid question after all and nodded vigorously.

She smiled to herself, shaking her head, and reached forward onto my cock; her cleft and hole widening as she leaned forward. Then she rubbed away firmly, her whole fat body jerking along. I felt Veronika's body quivering along under my butt. This went on for a while, then I squirted, and Sister Maria quickly held my cock in the water so that the flakes could swim there. Maria pressed and asked, "Was it good, my little prince?" and I nodded. Then I leaned against the shivering Veronica and closed my eyes, her body felt so good.

Now Sister Mary washed herself with all zeal, soaping herself and rubbing the soap on her body. Veronika in the meantime also scrubbed me and soaped me up, washed me very lovingly and tenderly. Then she told me to get out of the bath, Sister Maria also came out of the water and put a bath towel around me.

Sister Veronika, still trembling, washed herself, soaped her chest and legs with the washcloth, and then washed everything off again; then she stood up in the bathtub and stopped facing the wall, put her arms away at her sides and waited. She was trembling and shaking all over. Sister Maria soaped her back, then pushed her shoulders forward and pulled her hips back until Veronika stretched out her buttocks and cleft all wide open. Then Sister Maria reached into the butt crack with the washcloth and rubbed there really hard, sliding forward deeper and rubbing Veronika's slit clean as well. Veronika gasped loudly and squirmed at this firm rubbing, stretched her buttocks even further out, quite wide open she stretched her cleft towards Sister Maria.

Now Sister Maria put the washcloth in the water, splashed water with her hand on Sister Veronika's legs and buttocks, then rubbed her butt hole and slit with her hand until Sister Veronika was panting heavily. Sister Maria's finger drilled deep into Veronika's buttocks to her clit, rubbed again until she gasped and cried loudly and came to the end. Then Sister Veronika straightened herself up with a red head, got out of the water and wrapped the bath towel around herself. She dried me off and dressed me quickly.

Sister Maria had meanwhile sat down on one of the four toilets and I heard her pee make, then she farted so loudly that it droned only in such a way. Sister Veronika turned her back to me and got dressed, now I looked back again and saw that Sister Maria had her hand between her legs. Sister Veronika became very embarrassed about this, grabbed me rather violently by the shoulders and pulled me out, there she quickly finished putting on her habit. Silently we went into the large playroom. She said that she would pick me up again in the evening and left, because she had to go to school to work.

At noon, I got Sister Maria's lunch, and I told her that I saw her still in the bathroom, rubbing. She quickly said "Shh!" and looked around, I was also afraid and looked around, maybe the rough dog came again after all. But it was nothing, and Sister Mary smiled conspiratorially again and asked in a whisper what I was doing after dinner. I whispered back, "I want to go to bed!" and took another spoonful of semolina porridge. "And fuck!" I said with my full mouth and smiled at her. She was very nervous and said again "Shh!" but again no one came. Then I ate everything dutifully and she wiped my mouth.

After dinner I got up and she took my hand, we walked to the room. Sister Maria went waddling along and kept looking around. Once in the room I said, "Please undress!" and stood. Sister Maria undressed me and felt my cock, which was already swollen so tight again. "Please fuck, Sister Maria!" said I and stretched my cock out to her. She inhaled sharply as I touched the cowl with my little fingers and lifted it a bit. She sat down on the edge of the bed and flipped the robe all the way up so that I could see her tuft of gray hair and the pink cleft could be seen well. My cock tightened even more from this and throbbed.

I positioned myself between her legs and said, "Please, have to hold me!" Sister Maria grabbed my shoulders and pulled me forward, my cock sliding into her cleft. The little hole was very small and tight, the cock didn't go in right away, but I squeezed my cock in and then smiled into her wrinkled face.

The fucking pleased her well, she soon understood how to hold me and we fucked very quickly. I asked, "Is it good?" and she nodded with her eyes closed. "It's coming, Sister Maria!" I shouted because I was already finishing very quickly and she hugged me very tightly as I squirted and let it all trickle into her. I sighed deeply and said, "Thank you, Sister Maria!" She pulled her robe back into place and put me to bed. In the afternoon, Sister Veronika took me to play and count. When she put me to bed after supper, she asked how it had gone today, and I said cheerfully, "Good, good fucking today!"

Sister Veronika turned quite pale, then she said that I was probably just making a joke. But I shook my head and stuck my cock out at her. But she didn't feel like it today, sat silently next to it and left me to do it alone.

For the next few days, Sister Maria rubbed me only very briefly, then she called Veronika forward, who now had to kneel down and roll up her sleeve. She rubbed very carefully and Sister Maria always talked into her what she should do. Veronika made me squirt under water and let the flakes float away; she kept rubbing until it stopped completely. Afterwards I was washed and then Sister Maria said that Sister Veronika could now do it alone and that she would not have to come with me tomorrow.

But that was a very thick lie, because after lunch she brought me back into the room and stripped me naked, tickled me and propped me up with both arms on the bed with her frock turned up and my bottom stretched out. I already knew this from Irene and pushed my cock from behind into her little hole, which was very troublesome because it was so small and tight. But this time she liked the fucking much better and she reached between her legs with one hand and jerked the clit until the hole began to pinch and I squirted everything inside again. She continued rubbing the clit until she slumped forward and lay there quietly for a moment, then she said that little Jan can fuck very well and she wanted to come again tomorrow at noon.

In the next few days, Sister Veronika bathed me in the morning, because Sister Maria stayed away, as she said she would. At noon, when Sister Veronika was working at school, Sister Maria would come along after lunch and we would have a great fuck, usually bent over the edge of the bed or the chair, rubbing the little clit at the same time, which she liked very much. In the evening Veronika came again and usually left me to do it alone, so that I would learn it, for later. She often said that it was better to be able to do everything myself. But sometimes I asked her, because it was too tedious for me alone, and she let me gently squirt into her hand.

Then came the bathing day again. Like the last time, Sister Maria was already waiting for us, running the water and was already half undressed. She quickly undressed me, while Sister Veronika undressed with her back to us. Stealthily, Sister Maria rubbed my cock a bit before I got into the water. Then she also got into the water and I looked at her cleft and the little hole again. She grinned and showed it all because she was a dear little prankster.

Then Sister Veronika was also undressed and sat behind me again. We splashed and splashed each other, Sister Veronika and Maria tickled me and I laughed until I ran out of air, and stood with my hard‐on between the two in the water. "Well, look, what have we here?" said Sister Maria with feigned astonishment, holding my hard‐on in her hand. "What are we doing, really?" I said artfully, "Please squirt, Sister Maria!" and she nodded. I looked at Sister Veronika, who smiled at me and nodded affirmatively with a shrug of her shoulders.

Sister Maria began to rub, I slowly got down on my knees and moved my cock closer and closer to her, she rubbed and pulled me to her at the same time. All of a sudden I slid forward. My cock immediately found her cleft and I put it into her hole as fast as I could. I heard Veronika call softly, "But Sister Maria!" And looked back while fucking. Veronika had her hands in front of her face. I kept fucking and it splashed loudly, Sister Maria pushed her vagina towards me and Veronika blinked between her fingers curiously, her mouth made a big O. Sister Maria kept her legs spread wide, had grabbed me by the butt and pushed my cock firmly into herself, in and out. I saw that Veronika was looking fascinated at my cock, which kept pumping and disappearing into Maria's little hole. I spread my legs even more so that she could see everything and then I had to squirt. Sister Maria held me pressed into her and was very happy because I let everything run into her; Veronika was now shaking like a leaf and whispered again and again, "Oh no, oh no!".

I stayed on Maria's belly for a moment, then we all started washing. Veronika washed me very gently and was a little distracted, I had to tell her that I did not have only one leg and she had to wash the second one too. She smiled and said, sorry, I forgot all about that and I thought, how can you forget a second leg? Sister Maria finished first and lifted me out of the bath, hung a bath towel around me again.

Sister Veronika was quite nervous and washed herself very quickly, got up immediately and stood with her face to the tiles. She was trembling all over her body and pushed her bottom out wide by itself. Sister Maria soaped her up very firmly with the washcloth, Veronika stretched her bottom very far back and Sister Maria soaped her bottom and cleft very firmly. Then she put away the washcloth and continued to soap with her hand. Veronika trembled and groaned and cried a little. Sister Maria put a finger in Veronika's asshole and pushed a little, so that Veronika trembled more and sighed.

Maria pulled the finger out of the asshole again and stroked firmly up and down the clit. Veronika sighed and trembled all over, went even more to her knees and now held on to the taps. She stretched her bottom out very far, sobbing and circling her bottom in the air, so that Sister Maria could reach in even further and finally found Veronika's clit. Veronika trembled, moaned and cried and slumped forward, tossing and turning. I stood beside her and stroked her head with my little fingers, "Don't cry, sister Veronika!" Her bottom jerked back and forth for a long time until Sister Maria stopped. Then Maria dressed herself silently and went out with the Laundry basket outside.

I waited, shivering, for a long time until Sister Veronica slowly came out of the water, dried me off, and dressed me. Then she turned her tear‐stained face to the wall and got dressed. Silently we walked down the hall, but she was mistaken and took me not to the playroom, but to my room. She looked up in surprise as we were already sitting on the edge of the bed. She reconsidered and we remained seated for a few moments.

"We nuns don't want to do anything like that," she said, "we promised not to fuck, not to play with us down there." She was silent for a long time, looking through the floor. "And also to abstain from anything that gives pleasure to the body!" I looked sadly at the floor, because she also looked sad, but I did not understand. Then she continued, "I hold back all the time. All the time, but sometimes it overcomes me, floods me like a wave and I can't do anything about it. Especially when I watch you or now before when I see your fucking. Sister Maria shouldn't do it, but it's not as strict for her as it is for me. Black robe, brown robe, you remember." I nodded, I had already understood that. But why Sister Veronika wasn't allowed to do anything at all, I didn't understand at all. She looked very sad and cried a little. I stroked her arm and her bosom with my little fingers and said again and again, "Don't cry, Sister Veronika!"

But she still continued to cry a little. I wanted to be quite brave and said, "Mustn't rub Jan anymore when it sloshes over you, mustn't cry because of Jan and fucking!" But she smiled at me with eyes wet with tears and shook her head: "No, dear Jan, I didn't mean it that way. You are a very poor man and I will help you as long as you need me!" I nodded with relief and yet rejoiced because I had been so brave, I very poor.

So many days passed, Sister Maria came almost every day and fucked me, she had less shyness now that Sister Veronika knew. Sometimes when Sister Veronika came in in the afternoon, I would stop in fright and wait for her to close the door again so it wouldn't flood her. The next bath day I didn't fuck Sister Maria and winked conspiratorially at Veronika while flakes spurted out of my cock under water again.

Sister Maria rubbed her today no longer so hard while bathing and also did not make her gasp. In the evening I asked Sister Veronika if that was not very brave because I did not fuck in the bathroom and Sister Maria did not make her cry today. She stroked my hair and said that Jan was her very best friend. She had only one other friend besides me, the Christ. I was very surprised, because in the monastery the little wooden men had been nailed to the cross everywhere and they called that the Christ. I distrusted the thing, because also the Christ with his nailed little arms was a Cripple like me.

When we had finished fucking at noon, Sister Maria took me to the big playroom, where Sister Veronika was usually already waiting and studying hard with me. She showed me a book with all the letters and I got paper and pencil and drew squiggles and zigzags and the capital B. The old bear came to mind and I cried bitterly, for he was all alone and from the balcony it went far into the dangerous depths down.

The old nun from the office with the glittering cross around her neck, the Sister Superior I think, came into the playroom and called out, "Jan, visitors for you!" I didn't know what it was and remained sitting with my mouth open. Sister Veronika nudged me in the side to get up, the old nun smiled sternly and said, "Shoo, shoo, come along!" I dutifully followed and walked behind her, into the office. There sat Irene and a funny, colorfully dressed man with a big moustache.

I cried out joyfully and rushed at Irene, hugging her tightly and crying, letting my tears drip on her neck, which ran quite merrily between her breasts into the cleft and disappeared under her sweater. Then I was allowed to sit on her lap and they talked about me for a long time.

Mr. Kalle and Irene had just come back from the sea now and had heard the terrible thing. They wanted to take me right away, to Mr. Kalle's big new apartment, and Irene showed a letter from Mother, where she had written to Irene that she should take good care of me when she was no longer here. But it didn't work right away, the old nun said, playing with the cross that hung around her neck, the welfare office and the police and others had to be asked. Irene promised to take care of everything and to visit me again.

The old nun smiled sternly at me again, then she mumbled, what do I think about this? I didn't know how to ask the police and the other office, so I said, "Don't know, old sister, have to ask police!" She smiled grimly and asked again, "Don't you want to live with Aunt Wanek?" I nodded quickly and fiercely and held Irene's neck very tightly, never letting go. The old nun smiled softly now and folded up her writing book. I was allowed to walk with Irene to the gate and admire Mr. Kalle's new car, which was all purple and had white‐red seats and no roof, but very long wings in the back. "A Fleetwood," Mr. Kalle said winking in his deep voice and I winked, because Mr. Kalle loved Irene very much and patted her bottom kindly as we walked out of the convent and the old Sister Superior coughed because she had choked.

Sister Veronika cried a little bravely, then she shook hands with Mr. Kalle and Irene. "I'm sure he'll have a great time with us!" said Irene, and then she hugged Sister Veronika and held her very tightly. I gulped as they drove off with squealing tires and felt for Veronika's hand. When we went inside, I saw her tears and said, "Don't cry, Veronika, I'm still here!" Then I said to her that if one day my little arms become longer one day, that I would also hug her as sweetly as Irene.

I studied hard now and counted pencils until my head was dizzy, but Sister Veronika urged me on, we wanted to surprise Aunt Irene Wanek with how much I had learned in the meantime. The days passed, then came again our bath day, and this time Sister Maria pulled me onto her lap and reached all around me, I stretched my cock towards Sister Veronika and Maria rubbed very firmly from behind.

Sister Veronika stared at me and became quite restless as Maria rubbed quite firmly, aiming the tip of my cock at Veronika. The harder she rubbed, the more she pushed me forward, almost touching Veronika with my cock. She rubbed and pushed me forward until my cock touched Veronika and the first jets splashed onto her chest. Then Maria quickly held the cock under water, where it made white flakes again.

Veronika stood up and faced the wall, very hard trembling. Sister Maria quickly got out of the water and just let me sit. Maria just rubbed Veronika's clit today, I sat in the water and looked up from below between Veronika's legs, who began to cry again and circled her bottom, panting. I looked at Sister Maria's finger, which was rubbing Veronika's clit very quickly. I stood up as Veronika slumped more and more, burying her tear‐stained face against my neck, resting against my shoulders, and crying some more. Nevertheless, she stretched out her little clit in demand, letting Maria to continue rubbing her clit with a pinched face. I bravely supported her until Sister Maria stopped, because Veronika was now twitching so hard that I felt it too. Then I stood motionless for a long time and Veronika held me tightly, pushing herself against me so that I could feel the quivering and undulating of her body.

Afterwards, however, Sister Veronika was no longer so sad and went with me to study. After lunch I was very hot and she tucked me into bed. Sister Maria stuck her head in the door, but today we couldn't fuck because I already had a high fever. Sister Veronika remained sitting next to me and fed me and gave me hot, bitter tea. I slept all day and dreamed that the Gotfatha had come and tapped my breast and afterwards listened to it with the rubber tube. I slept long and soundly again and Sister Veronika sat beside my bed reading her little book. The buffaloes and lions ran grunting up and down in the desert, making dust fountains and a whirlwind with their running, a crocodile laid an egg and it rolled and rolled over the balcony and burst in the dangerous depths.

I awoke cheerfully and looked around; it was still very early because the sun was not yet shining behind the curtain, and Sister Veronica lay in her black habit beside me on the bed and slept, smiling in her sleep like the dear little child in the Christmas manger. Her habit had slipped all the way up over her knee and she held one leg bent. I looked at her for a long time, then gently tugged at the frock and pulled it all the way up, to the belt, stroking her little tuft of blond hair and soft, downy cleft.

Infinitely tender and careful, I stroked her thighs upward and looked into her face because she was smiling in the dream. I very gently pulled her leg and she followed my finger in the dream and opened, hesitantly opened her cleft. I very carefully felt inside and stroked her with my little finger, very gently. She opened her eyes a bit and lolling, but she continued to sleep smiling and I searched carefully in her cleft until I found the clit. I stroked it very lightly and Veronika smiled in her dream, I stroked the little clit, but Veronika was already trembling and woke up immediately.

"But Jan, what are you doing?" she asked sleepily, lolling like the Puss Purr. I sped up and now she was shaking all over again, panting softly, "Oh my God, oh my God!", stretching her arms out to her sides. I felt that the little clit liked to be rubbed, so I went on faster and Veronika trembled and then twitched quite wildly with her abdomen, while some tears ran down her laughing cheeks. Quickly she closed her legs and pulled down the robe again, turned on her belly and hid her face crying in the wide sleeves, while her body was still a little bit flowing.

Cautiously, I pushed her frock up again and looked at her beautiful, round buttocks. My cock already swollen to bursting, I lay down on top of her. She immediately half turned around, I slid up and down and said, "No, I know, not fucking!" She was still quite distraught and pushed me back, but I had already rubbed my cock between her butt cheeks long enough and had to squirt immediately, squirting on her butt hole and draining all the mucus over the cleft.

"Jan, please don't ever do that again!" she said wanly, looking at me from the side. I nodded still quite out of breath and it also never happened again. The fucking I did only with Sister Maria; Veronika did nothing, only on bath day Sister Maria had to rub her clit firmly. When I fucked with Sister Maria in the bathroom, Veronika always got very excited and stood trembling with her bottom stretched out against the wall. Sister Maria just laughed and said, "It's only good for you, Sister!" and then did it.

Then Sister Veronika was very happy that I was well again and had no fever. We learned again and then again Sister Maria came to fuck on some days and Sister Veronika was a little angry about it and always went out quickly to wait for me in the playroom.

I learned a lot and was already counting the days until Irene would come again. That was then always a loud hello, when Irene visited me. But she brought sweets for all the children and the old nun scolded her kindly and very sweetly, then she was allowed to distribute it to everyone and they children sang a song they had learned about a coachman on the yellow wagon that rolls and then rolls and then rolls. I think.

Then I sat on Irene's lap and Sister Veronica talked to her for a long time that I should learn more and Irene had everything explained to her, how the letters went and how I could remember the ten and twenty when counting.

At lunchtime Irene was allowed to stay and when Sister Maria brought the food to the table, I winked at Irene and pointed to Sister Maria, and then Irene whispered, that she was an old hag! I did not understand her, but I whispered back defiantly that she likes to fuck quite fine and I do too. Irene continued to feed me and whispered with a grin that it was my business. I pressed the old bear she had brought to my side and he too said that it was our business, yes.

So many more days passed, but one day I had to spend half the morning in the office of the old nun and wait until Irene and Mr. Kalle came. From today I was allowed to live with them, all papers were now in order and she leafed through them for the x‐th time, then she looked up sternly and smiled at me. "My dear Jan, today you may go with Mrs. Wanek, she will take care of you like a mother. But you are always welcome to visit us whenever you want!" and then I jumped up, danced around in a circle and shouted quite loudly that this would be a wonderful life, with Mrs. Wanek and Mr. Kalle!

The old nun shook her head sternly and looked at me out of very kind eyes, "Yes, wasn't it a bit nice with us, too?" and I paused, puzzled. "Yes, it was nice!" I murmured and looked at Sister Veronika, who smiled at me with her bright blue eyes and let a few tears roll down her cheek. The tears ran down her cheek and dripped onto the small breasts under her habit, which was now even now became even blacker where the tears fell.

I reached forward a shoulder and carefully dabbed a tear from her cheek, balancing the drop on my crooked finger until it fell to the floor. I squatted on the floor and writhed like the worm, dabbing the fingertip into the tear and drawing a wet V; our secret letter, which was for Veronika. Veronika sobbed and blew her nose twice really hard into her handkerchief, trumpeting like the little elephant in our animal book.

Irene had to cry now too, Mr. Kalle was a little annoyed and grumbled, "Oh, girls, you'll get me all worked up!" and the old nun looked at him quite tearfully and sternly and Mr. Kalle quickly held his hand in front of his moustache.

Sister Veronika accompanied me once again to the big playroom so that I could say goodbye. The children did not care for the crippled Jan, but I artfully said, "Adjöh!" and went to my seat. Sister Veronika took my favorite book about animals all over the world and gave it to me, "For you, my little darling, and keep on learning!" I screamed with joy and danced around, because it wasn't my birthday at all and yet I got a present!

Then I ran into the kitchen where Sister Maria was working on the pots and everything was full of steam. I leaned against her very tightly and said, "Adjöh, dear Sister Maria!" And she had already been crying the whole time, howling and blowing her nose in her apron, and now she was howling again. Then I ran out to Veronika with the book, we walked down the long corridor for the last time and Mr. Kalle was already waiting outside in his purple Fleetwood. I was allowed to sit between him and Irene and we dashed through the shower wind with our shirts flapping until we slowly turned into a maze of streets and then climbed up into Irene's new apartment.

It was a nice big apartment with a large living room, with a sitting area and the big bed, then there was a small room where Mr. Kalle had stacked his many radios and washing machines in boxes, and a second small room, that became my room. I put the old bear on the window sill and said, "This is our Room, it's beautiful as hell!" because Mr. Kalle always said to the hell. The old bear growled and said he didn't want to sleep alone.

Irene looked at Mr. Kalle and then said to me that he already knew about it and it was no problem if I was afraid and sometimes slept with them. The old bear and I rejoiced and danced in a circle once again. Irene had fetched all my learning things from the old apartment and had made a small pile, with the Veronika's animal book, there were now five. The old bear and his chick bear sat peacefully united at the window sill and howled, because they were so happy after the long separation and because now Veronika would not come anymore.

Mr. Kalle said he still had to leave, because of the Tscharli's bling, and it was funny that he spoke so strangely, not like Mother or Irene. But I soon got used to his bad words and actually he was the first dear man I met. He was Irene's friend forever, and she didn't have to work so much now because work so much, because Mr. Kalle was quite a savvy fellow and brought enough money for all three of us, as Irene said.

So Mr. Kalle hissed off after the snack and said as he was leaving, I should not always say Mr. Kalle so artily, but just Kalle and I nodded and said, "That would be great, for Christ's sake!" Kalle went down the stairs laughing and Irene made me a lemonade and put on a long glittery night gown. Then she lay down on the bed and I sat with her and she asked how it was in the convent. I told her about fucking and bathing, and how Sister Maria always upset Sister Veronika and then she howled because Sister Marias rubbing the clit was so fine.

Irene hugged and kissed me, then she undressed me and we fucked very quickly and sweetly. Irene had calmed down again and beamed, then I drank the lemonade and she asked again about fucking with Sister Maria and I told everything again. Irene sucked on my limp cock until it stood again. Now we fucked slowly and long, Irene had to gasp and squirm very hard, but I was far from finished and continued until it came.

Irene had noticed that something was bothering me and asked what was wrong. I searched for words and then asked if Mr. Kalle, if Kalle knew about our fucking or if we were keeping it a secret? Irene stroked my hair soothingly and said that she had told the Kalle everything about us and that he was a fine fellow who didn't mind if we fucked each other. I went to the old bear and soothed him too, because the Kalle, that was a nice man for the three of us, the hell!

In the evening we ate quite good things, Kalle turned up the TV and the two drank a lot of wine, I the lemonade and stared at the screen. I had never seen a TV before, how all the people went around there in black and white or spoke from the loudspeaker. When the terrible reports came and the tanks were driving around and the Negroes were falling down shot to death with rifles, I howled and hid in my room. Kalle turned off the stupid TV box and then I came back.

Kalle and Irene were drinking quite a bit and cuddling on the edge of the bed, I was sitting with the old bear at the table and explained to the little fool that Irene and Kalle were very fond of each other and now they would fuck. Kalle looked up and said, "A clever little fellow, our Jan, for crying out loud!" and laughed in a booming voice. They cuddled for a long time and took an awfully long time to awkwardly undress each other. I giggled that I would soon faster than they could, but they just grinned and continued cuddling.

Irene now pulled Kalle onto her belly and I joined them, sitting down very nicely at the edge of the bed and pressing the old bear to my side, because he wanted to watch too. Kalle had a beautiful cock like me and was already stuck in Irene's little hole, then he pushed in and out a few times and then he was done and squirted right away inside when Irene moaned very hard. I sat there for a long time waiting, until they stopped panting so hard.

Irene looked at my pants and said the little guy was pretty baggy, wasn't he, Jan? I nodded and then Irene undressed me. She rubbed the cock a little, then I lay on top of her and we fucked while Kalle smoked a cigarette and watched. But I had to squirt very quickly because Irene was still full of Kalle's mucus and that was quite slippery. Then I fell asleep between the two.

Kalle slept or grinned when Irene and I fucked already in the morning, he waited namely always until dinner, after drinking he did it then. I now learned words like fucking and screwing and that was fun, when we said screwing, fucking and hagging and tickled and rolled us in bed until we had to laugh tears.

I studied a lot after breakfast and counted silverware, but it was still too much to finish counting. Irene went shopping every morning and sometimes brought me a small sweet. She would then drink a little glass or two and often wanted to fuck, but I didn't always want to because I was still tired from the morning and also desperately wanted to learn, I had promised Veronika. Because promised is promised and Veronika fucked also not because she had promised. And when the wave sloshed over her and Maria had to rub her little clit, it was the same if it sloshed over me and instead of learning I rather fucked Irene until she was all dull and soft.

So Irene also learned a lot with me, because she had promised Veronika, but only when she could no longer screw. Then we sat together at the table and looked at the pictures of the deserts and the icebergs and the geysers that spurted steaming from the ground. Again and again we practiced counting and remembering ten and twenty when it was not yet over. But that did not and would not always work out.

Kalle and I fucked quite fine with Irene and loved her both, and I said, "Kalle, my fine boy, to hell!" and there he had to laugh out loud that he almost coughed up. But after that he always slapped me kindly on the shoulder and repeated after me: "Jan, my fine boy, to hell!" and almost laughed himself to pieces and I laughed myself too. We were a damn fine family, us. And when Irene moaned and rolled all great, then Kalle said she was rolling with pleasure, and I liked that word, pleasure.

Irene's friends sometimes came to visit and then she gave them coffee and a glass of wine, but inculcated in me that I had to be secretive about Kalle and washing machines and fucking, and then I sat in my room and leafed through my textbooks. The girlfriends smoked and gossiped and sometimes screeched loudly because it was very funny. But I kept on studying and showing the old bear the animals of the whole world, and he said that the females screeched like the penguins when they hopped into the cold sea of ice.

One of the girlfriends Irene especially loved was Anni. She was small and slender and came from Africa. The first time I was scared and had palpitations because she had a very dark brown skin and a head fur of funny black frizzy hair. But she spoke like us and actually had not been to Africa for a long time. Kalle said she was a devilishly horny piece and I thought so too. The friends drank coffee and laughed a lot, while I looked at all the animals in Veronikas animal book, which lived in Africa and ate grass or other animals.

Then I had to go once, Anni had just fallen asleep, and crept in quietly and said to Irene, I have to go once, urgently. She got up quietly and we went into the toilet and when we crept back, Anni was awake and smiled kindly at me. She got up and went naked to the kitchen to bring me something sweet. I sat on the edge of the bed with Irene and waited, snuggling up and stroking Irene's bare skin. When Anni came back in, I didn't want to leave Irene and stroked her great.

Irene undressed me and leaned back, pulling me onto her stomach until my cock reached her cleft. I looked at her questioningly, she nodded, "Anni can see that!" and closed her eyes. So I fucked her and Anni sat down next to us and watched. When I was already fucking hard and Irene was tossing back and forth, I noticed that Anni was stroking her clit and had gotten very greedy eyes. After the squirting she stopped and said: "The little one can do it but damn good!"

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Irene now breathed more calmly again and said to Anni that the Jan can do it twice, and Anni said she didn't believe that. Irene now grabbed my cock and sucked it a little, the cock needed a bit more of sucking and then stood again. Anni was impressed and stroked it very sweetly. Irene stopped sucking and told Anni she could fuck me now.

I was afraid of her black skin and the pink flesh in her cleft, but Irene stroked me gently and said, "But you like to do it, Jan?" and I nodded, still unsure. Then Anni pulled me on top of her and with one hand put my hard‐on into her little tight hole. Anni put her arms to the side of her head and I fucked her now, but then I looked to Irene and she saw that she had to support me by my bottom.

Anni finished much faster than Irene, panting and moaning loudly and squirming back and forth, but I kept fucking and fucking, because the second time it took longer for me to squirt. Irene quickly pushed me out of Anni's little hole and said, "Don't squirt inside there!" Some drops now ran out of me and remained on Anni's thighs peck, white mucus on black skin. Anni's heart was beating wildly and the light pink nipple trembled to the rhythm of her heartbeat. Slowly she calmed down and then whispered, "Goddamn, that was a fuck!" Irene looked at me proudly and then said from above to Anni: "Well, do you believe it now?" and Anni nodded quite dazed.

When she had gone, I asked Irene what was wrong with Anni? She did not understand me right away. I thought for a very long time how I could ask, "Why do you push Jan out of Anni, why not squirt her in?" Irene now understood and said that Anni was still very young and could have children, from semen. I understood nothing at all and looked to the floor. "Yes, do we want that?" asked Irene and I also asked, "Yes, do we want that, to have the little ones from Anni?" Irene said, that's why I must not squirt the semen into Anni, because Anni was only 16 and didn't want any little ones yet. Now I had understood. Something like that, I think.

"And what about Irene?" I asked, looking into her eyes. She looked back firmly and said she couldn't have children because she had once been very ill. "But now you have Jan, don't you?" I asked sadly, and then she took me very sweetly in her arms and said that Jan was her very‐very dearest child. Yes, what the hell, I said, and I cried because I thought of the poor mother with the angels and my heart ached.

Slowly it became quite motley, because Anni was now sometimes very long with us and Kalle came and we all drank until they were drunk and all fucked together. But Kalle gave good attention like me and pulled his cock out of Anni quickly, then Irene took his cock and let it squirt quickly. Or I fucked in the afternoon with Irene and then she sucked Anni's clit, I lay down exhausted next to it and looked at everything up close.

Irene whispered that Anni had the biggest clitoris of all, and the clitoris, that was the little clit. I didn't believe it right away, but then they lay down next to each other and then I saw that Irene really only had a small clit and Anni had a bigger one that stuck out a bit and was as long as a red‐painted lady's fingernail. So that was the clit. It was quite exciting when Irene took this clit between her lips and sucked on it for a long time, until Anni was already tossing around restlessly, hiss around, and that was it, done and basta! Anni cried out softly or gasped very pressed and jerked her slim butt around very hard until she calmed down again.

Sometimes I touched that amazing clit with my little fingers and palpated it, it was firm and flinched if you came on too hard. But I learned to be very careful and Anni really liked it. Very much she liked it when I fucked slowly with Irene, then she squatted down next to us on the bed and rubbed with her finger so fast on the clit that I could already get dizzy from watching and she gasped almost immediately and was immediately finished, off and basta! Irene and I watched it smiling and then came our best fucking. Anni sometimes stroked Irene's nipple and rubbed it between two fingers and I fucked Irene that she almost had to go out of her skin, as she sometimes said, because Anni's breast rubbing was so fine.

Kalle was now often away for several days and brought gifts and quite a lot of bills for Irene. The TVs, radios and washing machines in the boxes had all already been picked up by the men and one of them patted Irene's bottom kindly with his paw, but Kalle was very annoyed and said, "Hey boy, first pay, then grab!" And the stupid boy pulled in his shoulders and made to get away, because Kalle was good at hitting and sometimes flattened the whole store, which I didn't quite understand. But then no one pawed at Irene's bottom without paying. And we winked at each other and Irene whispered, "That's a whole guy, my Kalle!" and I nodded, hell yeah!

Once, I just fucked with Anni and it hammered hard on the door. Irene gathered her Night dress together and asked who it was and I fucked Anni still quite firmly. Then Irene opened up and a big guy came in and shouted around, he wanted to have more money! Then he gawked, we fucked quite fine and Anni squirmed with pleasure and the man gawked like a penguin who had never seen fucking.

Then Kalle came rushing up the stairs and scuffled with the big man, but Kalle was the more skillful and hit him quite hard. I watched the two and Anni twitched and squirmed because she really liked to fuck me and was almost done. I had to squirt urgently and now Kalle gave the man a full blow on the nose and I squirted in Anni, who trembled quite violently and pressed me firmly inside. Then Kalle kicked the man with the bleeding nose out and pushed the door shut.

I looked at Anni, befuddled, and said, "Sorry, splashed inside!" and Anni gasped and squirmed in amusement. Kalle had quickly undressed, pushed me aside and immediately continued to fuck Anni, because she was so dull and soft and that excited him a lot. Then Irene came and knelt behind him, rubbed his back and shoulders to keep him fit, so that he remains fit. Then he had to squirt and Irene pulled him out, squirting everything on Anni's black belly with her hand and Kalle liked it madly, hell!

But no little ones came and Irene was happy and Kalle said, there we were but lucky, and Anni nodded, she was also happy. But that was a lie, because when Irene was not there, Anni said, please‐please fuck very hard and supported me on the butt and I fucked her as hard as I could. Anni screamed quite loudly with pleasure and we made it quite long, because she liked that, but she held me by the butt while squirting and then everything ran into her vagina after all, but she undulated quite firmly with pleasure while I was squirting and said nothing to Irene and I did not either.

But there were no little ones growing in her belly, you would have seen it immediately, because she was a head shorter than me and quite thin and slender as a crop. I looked at her belly again and again, but there were never babies growing in it.

Sometimes Irene was disappointed when Anni fucked twice at once, and it came like this. First I fucked with Anni, but when we were with Irene, then not as wild and great as when we were alone. Then I said that it comes now and then Irene pushed me down and made it with her hand that it just splashed. I had a little break and calmed down, then it was Irene's turn. But sometimes something intervened, a job in the kitchen or a phone call in the anteroom. Then Anni said: "Let's do it quickly!" and we fucked very quickly. Now if Irene still did not come back, Anni rushed me to fuck even faster and then held me tight so that everything squirted inside.

When Irene came back and was disappointed, then we cuddled very long and sweetly with her and then Anni fucked her, rubbed very excitingly her little clit and Irene was then still happy and moaned with pleasure. But that didn't happen often, because mostly Irene was only gone for a moment and then it was her turn to fuck. So we had it good and all got along with each other. Kalle laughed sometimes and said, "Jan, my boy, but you are a rapid‐fire shot!" and thrashed me on the shoulder and I was then quite proud, the hell!

After many years or weeks, Kalle and Irene had to go on a trip and Irene said we could take Jan with us, but Kalle said, "My boy, no offense, but you have to stay somewhere for a few days!" and they thought a lot, because when Kalle said something, it was so, basta, even for Irene. I cautiously asked if I could visit Sister Veronika, and they both looked at each other. "Such a clever little fellow, that Jan!" said Kalle, and slapped me on the shoulder again, so clever I was already then!

Then he went straight to the telephone in the anteroom and talked to the monastery and was first very annoyed. Then he lied to them, how much I longed for the other children and often had to cry, but that was also a lie, because I cried only when I had to think about mother. Then Kalle hung up and grinned sourly: "It's a deal but I had to promise two grand bills, for the new children's home!" Irene said it was money well spent and good for the kids, and Kalle said he didn't give a shit, but he grinned and didn't mean it.

I was already excited and could hardly wait until we drove to the monastery. Kalle bragged mightily with his white and red leather purple Fleetwood and honked at the traffic lights when beautiful women stood on the sidewalk. Then he nudged me in the side and pointed his chin at the woman. I said, "Mighty snappy bee, hell!" and we both laughed loudly and heartily.

In the convent office, Kalle gave the money to the old nun, who greeted me with a nod and quickly put the money in the drawer. Then the door opened and Sister Veronika came in, I rushed up to her and pressed tightly against her, she hugged me and we both cried some small tears. Kalle said, "Bye, Jan, I'll pick you up again in three days!" and then he thanked the old nun because he could now visit the old mother with his wife, she just nodded to him briefly and went back to reading in her writing book. I did not know that Kalle had a wife and an old mother at that, but I kept silent.

Nurse Veronika said that my former room was occupied, but she had put up a second small bed next to hers if I wanted. I was pleased and said I never liked sleeping alone and feared the shadows of lions and buffaloes. We immediately sat down in the big playroom and Sister Veronika had to marvel right away because I had learned so much with Irene in the meantime.

In the afternoon she showed me her small field in the garden, where she had and took care of many beautiful flowers. One little plant she showed me was called Jan, and I was very proud. Then we had dinner, and Sister Maria smiled at me very sweetly and waved her eyes, and I waved back. Then we went to Veronika's room and I lay down on the second bed that was in the corner. Sister Veronika told me to wait a little because she still had to pray. I sat up, Veronika knelt on a small wooden stool and looked at me. Veronika knelt on a small wooden stool and looked up at the nailed Christ, silently moving her lips and letting the black wooden beans of her necklace slip through her fingers. I had never seen praying before and admired her because she had learned it all by heart.

There was a knock, Veronica said in amazement, "Yes!" and Sister Mary came in. Sister Veronika and she whispered sweetly to each other, it was somehow about Sister Maria not being able to go into her room with me because there were too many people there. Veronika got angry and shook her head several times and knelt down again on the stool in front of the Christ and had to cry. Sister Mary hugged me very sweetly and whispered that she had thought of me very much while she undressed me to go to bed.

Sister Veronica whispered loudly, "Sister Mary, please don't!" and "Sister Mary, please go now!" but Sister Mary didn't listen at all and flipped up her robe. I knew of course all the time what she wanted and looked at Sister Veronica, but she had her face buried in her hands and was whispering praying up to the nailed Christ.

I didn't make Maria wait any longer and lay down on her belly, pushed my cock into her and we fucked quite pleasurably. Sister Veronica prayed louder the louder we gasped and looked up at the nailed‐on Christ, then she looked furtively over at us again and looked away again. She became very agitated, now trembling very much and praying quite loudly in the foreign language. Sister Maria was fidgeting with pleasure and Sister Veronika said very loudly that we had to stop, but right away! Then we stopped, but right away, and sister Maria had to go very quickly, although we had not yet finished fucking.

I lay in bed and dozed off, Sister Veronika prayed to the Christ for a long time and the wooden balls just rolled through her fingers. It didn't seem to want to end, but at some point she finished praying and quickly changed her clothes, slipping into a long white nightgown, and I admired her beautiful slender body as she was undressing. She turned out the light and I heard her continue to whisper her prayers. "I'm afraid, may I come to you?" I asked softly and when she didn't answer, I crept quietly to her bed and slipped under her covers.

Sister Veronika lay stock‐still there and held her hands in front of her chest, rolled with the wooden beads and whispered further their sayings. I lay there very still, still excited and horny from fucking, and felt the warmth of her body; she was now trembling as usual only on bath day. Minute by minute her trembling became stronger and soon she was shaking quite strongly, but she kept the wooden balls pressed tightly in her hands. I wanted to calm her down, so I reached out to her with my fingers, felt on her chest and felt the nipples, which stood out stiff and firm. I already knew that from Anni and Irene, that would be a good sign of horniness, they always said.

Veronika was trembling even more now, I sat up and felt down her body, had to lean far forward until I got the shirt properly in my crooked fingers and slowly pulled it up. Veronika whispered even more excitedly and shook like a leaf, carefully I pushed her legs apart and she obeyed me, like in a dream. I leaned very sweetly sideways against her, my little fingers felt softly and slowly along her inner thigh upwards, tickled a little the hairs and caressed her cleft. Trembling and panting Veronika opened her thighs, my little finger searched groping and found the small, hard clit. Oh Irene, oh Anni, how I thanked there for your apprenticeship!

Veronika turned groaning and moaning on her belly, stretched her arms away from her sides and began to slowly gyrate with her bottom, so I started again and followed her movements, teasing the clit very gently and at the same time getting faster with her, until she moaningly stretched her bottom quite far out, flowing and pumping passed and hid the face in the hands with the wooden ball chain sobbing up.

But already I was on her bottom with my cock, rubbing it quickly in the crease and squirting. I comforted her sweetly afterwards and wiped away her tears, and she sighed how sinful she was and shivered because it had done her so good. I thought about how stupid it really was with her promise for a long time until I fell asleep.

In the morning I awoke to find Sister Veronica already kneeling on the stool before the Christ, whispering again. I sat up and waited for her to pause, then I asked, "Please, Sister Veronica, sit with me!" and moved aside so she would have room. She was undecided until I asked again, "Please, Veronika, come and do me!" Now she stood up first and came closer smiling, then she sat down on the edge of the bed.

She was soft and a bit sad, but bravely she took my cock in her hand and soon made me squirt pleasurably, hugged and hugged me very sweetly and sadly, then we got dressed. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and said, "Good morning, dear Veronika!" Bathing was omitted, because we wanted to learn very quickly right away today.

We looked through all the animals and I drew with the pencil the capital letters M for monkey and S for snake and the B for the buffalo. Then I said that the B actually belonged to the old bear, but now there are just the buffalo, the wild beasts. Then I cried because I had to think of Mother with the angels. Sister Veronica comforted me and said that my mother had had a sad life and death, but now she was safe in heaven and rejoicing in her big Jan.

After lunch we went back to the big garden and I learned about the flowers and the roses and the other weeds that needed to be plucked out. Later we counted all the crayons and Sister Veronika found that I could remember the ten and twenty quite correctly if it went on. It was already dark when we went to her room after dinner.

Once again, Sister Veronika knelt on her wooden stool, praying silently and rolling the wooden beads through her fingers. She immediately shook and trembled a little, and I knew why. But no one came, so she slowly undressed me and quickly dressed in her white night robe, turning out the light. She lay there shivering and she was so hot that she was sweating terribly. Then the door opened quietly and Sister Maria scurried in. She noticed that we were already lying in Veronika's bed and slowly came closer; Veronika silently whispered her spells and held her hands folded in front of her chest.

Sister Maria reached under the covers, felt my stiff cock and wanted to pull me out of bed. But then Sister Veronika awoke from her trembling dream and whispered energetically that Sister Maria must go, it was already too late and we were already asleep, but that was a terrible lie. Sister Maria murmured back a little, then disappeared again as quietly as she had come.

"Didn't fuck today!" I said reproachfully, and Sister Veronika stroked my hair soothingly, over my face. Then she stroked my body, but stopped at my cock and let herself sink back down. I was bitterly disappointed and said that she had now screwed up everything and she cried a little and turned to the wall. I was very sorry and I stroked her back and bottom so she would stop crying, but she cried and trembled and shook all over again because I stroked her bottom so finely.

She stretched her bottom out to me very firmly, and I stroked it even more firmly, pulling the nightgown higher and higher bit by bit as I did so, then pushed it all the way up over her back. She groaned and sobbed and stretched her butt very firmly towards me. I rubbed very finely the butt fold and felt her butt hole. She pressed it towards me, a little finger slid in and poked a little, she whimpered and trembled with pleasure.

I lay down behind her and my cock probed her bottom, slid into the butt crease between her cheeks and rubbed a bit on her butt hole, from this she quivered and trembled even more. When my cock accidentally slid a little into her cleft, I felt her eagerly straining against it, but I remembered that she had promised not to fuck and quickly slid it back into the butt crease and into the butt hole, where I thrust and thrust.

She liked that very much, because she wiggled along firmly and when he slipped out, she tried again and again to catch my cock with the slit and to get him into the asshole after all, where I pushed very gently. Veronika continued to shiver and shake, she had to gasp and pinched my cock with her bottom until she came to the end howling and quivering. I drove in gently a few more times until I had to squirt and paused to let it squirt in slowly.

We stayed like that for a long time, then I gently pulled my cock out of her bottom. We cuddled together and both cried together for a while longer. Later Veronika took me in her arms and cradled me. I was almost asleep when she whispered in my ear, "Oh my God! Again the waves of lust have carried me away, the sin of unchastity has almost made me forget the vow! I have fallen and it has hurt very much to hurt you, but I get up again and continue to follow your light! See my tears of repentance and grant me again the grace of your love!" Tired and exhausted, I loll about and whispered sleepily, "Yes, Veronica, I see your tears of repentance and grant you my love!" She fell silent, puzzled, and I fell asleep comfortably warm in her arms, for only true lovers speak like that.

When I awoke, she was gone. I waited, then she came back after a long time, she had been at the early mass, I already knew that. There they were all together and prayed together to the Christ, who had to be a devilishly great guy, because all the nuns loved him!

Veronika bathed me, but this morning I didn't feel like it and wanted to learn something quickly because Kalle was supposed to pick me up in the afternoon. The book of deserts and icebergs we went all the way through, the geysers I could already almost completely by heart and made up the penguins that jumped from the ice floe us deep blue sea of ice. At lunch I whispered to Sister Maria, who brought the food, that I was very sorry because it was already too late. She smiled and said that it didn't matter, that she loved me very, very much and would be happy if I came to visit again. Sister Veronika said with tears in her eyes, "Forgive me, please!" and I said at the same time as Sister Maria, "Yes!" and then all three of us laughed merrily, only Sister Maria did not.

Kalle was zigging‐zagging through the streets again, chattering away that he had made quite a bit of money with Irene had earned quite a lot of money this weekend and now I would get a whole mountain of learning books, also certainly a new one with the animals of this world. I was bouncing in my seat with joy and Kalle said, "Just be happy, little Jan!" When we got home, there was a long feast with good food and drink; I was insanely happy that Irene was back.

That's how it started, because a few days later Irene's friend Dagmar came to visit. I played well‐behaved with the old bear and learned with him, looked through the pictures in my new book and chewed chocolate cookies, when Irene was called and went away briefly, while Dagmar stayed and should pay attention to me. She came over to my table and watched me study.

Then Dagmar sat down at the edge of the bed and asked if it was true that I had one as big as they say. I nodded and continued learning, but Dagmar stubbornly said she wouldn't believe it until she saw him. I dutifully got up and went to Dagmar's bedside. "Must unbutton my pants!" I demanded, waving my little arms so she could see they were too short. Dagmar nodded and took off my pants.

The cock hung at half‐mast and wasn't very big, but Dagmar said, "Uh‐huh!" I said, because she obviously didn't know anything, "Must rub or suck, then it becomes really big!" Dagmar hesitated at first, then she rubbed it gently, and it grew and grew, and she got very restless and churned back and forth on her bottom. "And, can already what, little one?" asked the woman Dagmar stupidly, and I enumerated: "Fuck, fuck and fuck", but then she looked and held her hand over her mouth while laughing.

"Do you like it?" asked the silly woman Dagmar, and I nodded, but sure! She stood up and dropped her skirt, then sat down and leaned back. I lay down on top of her, crawled onto her belly and told her to prop me up by my bottom so I wouldn't slip away. She put an arm around my waist, and then it was on like a fire. Dagmar was panting more and more and tossing her head back and forth as the key was turned in the lock and Irene came home. I smiled to Irene and continued, Dagmar was already quite dull when I finally squirted and was finished.

Irene put my pants back on, then sent me back to my room. Dagmar drank another glass of wine with Irene and left. Irene let me tell her everything and she told it in the evening also to Kalle, who had to laugh out loud and said: "Yes, our Jan with the rapid‐fire rifle!" Then they drank for a long time and laughed about the stupid Mrs. Dagmar and I was also allowed to drink a glass of red wine, but it tasted good, but it also tasted very bitter.

Mrs. Dagmar must have really gossiped, because a few days later another woman came to visit. She was very old and rich in gold, with chains and rings like the queens. Anni came too and the three of them drank coffee, I got a lemonade. Irene went away, and Anni took me to the bed and undressed us both.

She whispered in my ear, "She likes to watch us fucking!" and then we fucked and Anni pulled it out quickly, letting it splash on her black belly. Then she sucked me very sweetly and for a long time and the old woman sat by the table, rubbing secretly under her skirt and thought that we could not see it. I liked that very much, because Anni could suck very finely, and I loll about, because the old queen looked over at us all the time.

Anni whispered that I should please‐please fuck her again very wild and hard! Nothing better than that, so we fucked very hard and wild. Anni was already shaking violently and clawed tightly my buttocks because she was about to finish and had to scream a little. I still continued wildly as she had said and then Anni had to twitch for a long time and was already quite dull while I squirted. Anni didn't let me out again and spread her legs even more so that the old woman could see how everything squirted bump by bump inside. Then the old woman went away and Anni waited with me for Irene. Anni told her everything scaldingly except for the last squirt, but only so Irene wouldn't get upset. Then Anni went went back to work. Of course she didn't say anything about the money she had gotten from the old woman.

Another day another woman came, Irene and she whispered softly, then Irene nodded and said loudly that she wanted to do something in the kitchen, that I should keep Anja a bit of company. I looked at her questioningly, but she pinched my cheek and said that the woman was Anja and she would like do it. Then she went into the kitchen, I sat down and waited.

Anja came to me and hugged me sweetly, then whispered in my ear that she wanted to be sweet with me. Conspiratorially she reached into my waistband and slowly took off my pants. I already knew what she wanted and said she had to support me by my bottom so I wouldn't slip off. Anja quickly let her clothes slide to the floor and lay down on the bed. Then we started to fuck, but Anja didn't hold me tight, so it didn't go well. Irene, who had been standing in the doorway for quite a while, came over with a wry grin and pressed me down hard on my butt. Anja was very embarrassed at first because Irene was watching us doing it; but it was all right, Anja soon moaned and tensed up, then looked up at Irene like a bleating calf while I continued to thrust firmly. Irene quickly pulled me out of her as I squirted. She held my cock tightly and let the devil splash after splash slap Anja's belly; then she pulled me back on. Later they talked a bit and Anja left.

In the evening, Kalle slapped his thighs while laughing until he watered. Then he said, "Jan, today you earned your first money!" I didn't understand right away, but Irene had conjured up a piggy bank, a little pink porcelain piggy bank, with a green shamrock in its mouth and a tin lock on its belly, and there Kalle now stuck a folded banknote into it. "You got this from Anja because you fucked her so fine!" I looked at both of them and felt quite proud.

My first own money!