Come here, my boy, sit next to me on my bed. I don't know how much longer time I have, but I have a lot to tell you. Come, put your hand under the covers and put it on my pussy. Ohh, yes, that's fine. Yes, rub my clit, I can't do it myself since a long time and the Filipino blood young nurse does it to me only once secretly every night. She is very good, but very shy and bashful, the little one, and she herself never masturbates, she says. Oh well. Thank God you come three times a week and do it to me. Good boy! You remember that I need it a few times in a row, well?
Where should I start? I learned to masturbate from my demented great‐grandmother when I was 5. I've been obsessed with it ever since. At boarding school for girls, I was in a twin room with Phyllis. She was a real hermaphrodite, with a vagina and a huge cock, get it? She got to fuck me all those years, through the big hole in my hymen, and she never tore it. She always brought other girls to deflower and fuck them. I liked to help her because watching them deflower and fuck made me so horny, I masturbated while they fucked.
I got married very early, my hymen broke for good and it was heavily bleeding. Everyone was so proud of my virginity and no one suspected that I had already been fucked every night for the last 6 years. My husband was a failure, even in bed. Even before I put my head on the pillow, he was done and squirting into my pussy grinning stupidly. After two miscarriages I was infertile. He always fucked me very quickly with his morning wood, after 10 seconds he squirted inside and that was it. I was down after that and masturbated continuously until noon. He never knew that I masturbated at all.
Janet fell silent and writhed in orgasm and uncovered herself, then he was allowed to continue.
Our "beautiful" marriage lasted only 10 years. I knew, of course, that he was cheating and fucking his blood young cousin from day one, but I looked the other way. The cousin was only 12 at that time. Then he moved back to his parents' house for months, where the cousin also lived. But he came every morning and fucked me briefly. I think it was for a legal reason. He came without a greeting, came in, fucked me for a few minutes and left immediately after he had cum in my pussy. I don't particularly like the word pussy, but vagina sounds so clinical. I kept masturbating until noon, sure enough!
One morning he fucked me for the first time to my orgasm and only later squirted into my pussy. He wanted to show me his new car and we drove to the parking lot near the lighthouse. We sat down on the back seats and he fucked me again so long that I got an orgasm and he squirted only afterwards. He didn't care that people were watching through the car windows and taking pictures. He wanted a divorce, the cousin was pregnant. Just like that. I was thunderstruck and he flipped my skirt up, over my face. He masturbated me for an hour, people were watching, photographing and filming. With each orgasm I screamed "eeech, it had not worked again" and he masturbated me further, over and over an hour long.
.Janet fell silent again, wriggling in orgasm, and he kept going.
Then we walked along the coast. Not the wide path, but the dangerous path high up in the cliffs. I yelled at him that he was a miserable pig and I didn't care if the cousin was pregnant. At the top we screamed at each other for a long time. I kicked a boulder angrily and saw him flying towards me, murderousness in his eyes and with contorted face. I swerved and he balanced on the edge of the precipice, no more murderousness in his eyes, only terrible panic. I screamed and pushed him in front of his chest. He tried to hold on, but I screamed and shrieked and pushed him over backwards. He screamed in agony as he plummeted in the abyss. To this day, his death scream still rings in my ears.
Janet fell silent and wriggled in orgasm, gasping for him to prolong her orgasm and keep rubbing. He obeyed and then she continued.
Three witnesses swore under oath that he had jumped himself, that I had even tried to hold him back. I breathed a sigh of relief, the perjuries saved me from the gallows. The very pregnant cousin wanted to comfort me and spent the night with me. We masturbated together, made lesbian love and fucked clit‐to‐clit like back in boarding school days. She preferred to be fucked with a big and thick rubber dildo when she masturbated. I later bought one too, it was better than any man.
As always, Janet was now orgasming more and more easily, she fell silent for a moment and then let herself continue be masturbated. The young nurse stuck her head in for a moment and blushed like a tomato. She looked every time when the young man visited and masturbated the Old Woman. She disappeared again.
I fucked the cousin until the birth, then she stayed away. I had inherited from my husband not only the large city apartment, but also a huge Fortune. I was a multimillionaire and soon it would all be yours, my son! (He shook his head and muttered that it was too soon!) Well, it didn't change much for me. He didn't come to fuck me every morning now, I hardly missed that. I let hundreds fuck me in my year of mourning, and eventually I got bored with chasing the next fuck. Then I decided to adopt you and live a chaste life. That I failed thoroughly.
Janet opened her eyes for a moment and looked into his eyes, smiling happily until the orgasm ended.
What happened next, you know. I masturbated you every day in the shower and masturbated naked on my bed with the lights on. I left the intermediate door open on purpose so you could look at my masturbating. Only after some time you dared to come to me. You wanted to see masturbating up close, you were allowed to sit on me. When I was ready, I masturbated you properly. At that time I only let you enter my pussy to squirt inside, I wanted to wait with the real fucking until you became 12, 13 and 14.
The orgasm now came fast and hard. Janet continued talking after a moment.
When you were 12, you ran away because of a little scuffle in the schoolyard. I didn't see you until 8 weeks later. I went to the Baron day in and day out and begged him to stop the APB on you. He fucked me twice each time, from the front and from behind. From the second week on I stayed at his place overnight and let him fuck me quite often or even masturbated his cock in my mouth and swallowed it, until the last day. He was never allowed to fuck his long dead wife, they masturbated every night sitting across from each other watching the other masturbate. She masturbated very often and dressed like the Saint Carmen of Toledo. She went daily to her confessor, with whom she reenacted the rape of Carmen every day. She then allowed herself to be fucked not only by the confessor, but also by the two spiritual advisors who assisted her in the flesh. Only on her deathbed did she confess to her baron that her son had been fathered by the confessor.
Janet shuddered in orgasm, then sighed and continued.
When the manhunt was lifted, you came back. Quite proudly you told me that your current wife had taught you how to fuck. You weren't even 13 then, you were so proud of it, you got up at the kitchen table and masturbated in front of my face. I didn't want to get cum in my mouth, I never liked that and only let the baron squirt in my mouth because I was so desperate. I pressed my lips together, but you pressed your cock inside and you squirted through my lips into my mouth, the only time. From then on we fucked every day except on weekends, when you always went to your future wife. The last time we fucked, you were already 26, my boy.
He continued masturbating her for a long time until she fell asleep in the middle of an orgasm. He left quietly and stood in the nurses' station behind the young Asian girl sitting at the desk. As always, he embraced her and put his hands on her breasts. He kissed her on the crown and whispered, as he did every time, that he would love to fuck her so badly. She would — as always — shake her head, smiling. But this time she leaned her head back and whispered, "I'm on duty until 9pm, I'll wait for you then!"