Liane

I'm Liane, the daughter of Mélanie and Pierre. I don't have much to tell, but I'll try.

My brother René sometimes spent the summer vacations with us. We did all the games together, of course, especially the secret sexual ones. When I was 12, I was allowed to examine his cock again in detail and he explained everything to me with hair precision. Shaft, foreskin and glans. The bag and the 2 balls, he said brashly, was good for nothing. Okay, I said, the hole in the glans was for pissing, right? He nodded, yes sure, but it can also squirt, when fucking. I can make babies with squirting. I stumbled. Babies grow in mother's belly, don't they? Yes, he said giggling, she gets fucked by daddy, he squirts in her pussy and only then does the baby grow! I understood and he explained the fucking and childmaking very precisely.

But only the adult women have babies when fucking, my smart brother lectured. When we kids fuck — here the little seducer's eyes glittered — so when we children fuck, for example, there's no baby, because you're too young. He had to deny that he had already fucked, there he was honest. So he had to wait to fuck for squirting? He laughed out loud, of course not, I can do it with my hand! I was curious. He was ready to demonstrate. We sat down opposite each other with our legs spread. He told me to spread my pussy with my hands, then he would look at it and squirt, maybe into my pussy. Okay, that was fine with me. He stared into my fuck hole and rubbed his cock, after a while he squirted in front of my fuck hole and then squirted several times into my pussy until it was over. I was excited and he let me learn it.

Over the next few days I was allowed to masturbate him as many times as he got stiff. He showed me that it was even more beautiful for him when I pressed his cock on my pussy while masturbating him and he squirted on my pussy. It was an incredibly intense feeling and that night I pressed my fingers on my pussy as if it was the thrusting of his cock. Suddenly it exploded, that was my first orgasm! I continued until breakfast, learning to rub myself to orgasm. I wanted to show him the next day, but he just wanted to play fucking and I had to masturbate him and squirt his cum on my pussy the whole time without the chance to say a single word about my orgasming.

My pussy was soaking wet and he fucked wilder and wilder in my wet pussy until all of a sudden he penetrated deep. He asked me if it hurt, but no, I said, not at all! He whispered, now we fuck for real and I nodded enthusiastically. He fucked for a while and squirted into my pussy, I felt it very clearly. We fucked now every day as often as he got a hard‐on. It was great fun for him and I had my fun at night masturbating. Mélanie was horrified when I told her after the summer that he had deflowered and fucked me a hundred times when I was 12.

Since then, I masturbate every night before going to sleep until I get tired. Of course I did it also in boarding school, there the girls often masturbated in pairs in bed, many masturbated each other. The 8 years at boarding school were marked by a lot of masturbation. After that I came home, father Pierre had lost our small brewery and mother Mélanie had an affair with the insanely rich count. Of course it was clear to me that she wanted to marry me to the count, so I gladly went along with it. Mélanie made lesbian love to me very often so that her dearest Pierre could watch us secretly. She wanted to make him hot in this way and I had nothing against it. After all, I had always made lesbian love at boarding school and Mélanie liked fucking clit‐to‐clit as much as I did. So Mélanie got Pierre back in her bed and Mélanie allowed me with a grin to secretly watch them fucking and masturbate at my watchpost. I masturbated like hell because Pierre had the largest cock in the World and I was very much in love to him.

The Count wanted to fuck me only until I gave birth to him a progenitor, otherwise he wanted to fuck with Mélanie, that was fine. I gave birth to little Luis a year and a half later. He had a big cock, the Luis. I was the only one who knew that his father was Pierre, with whom I always fucked when Mélanie lay with the Count. Pierre, who was not my biological father (Mélanie will explain this to you), fucked like a Champion. He was the only one who could fuck me so hard and so long that I had an orgasm before he squirted into. But we kept that a secret from Mélanie and my husband, the Count. Pierre continued to fuck me for many years.

I took advantage of what I had learned and had the Count give me the run‐down vineyard. Within two years it had become a model farm and my wines won many awards. My count gave me a free hand and I had many lovers. I often lay on my bed and masturbated with relish while watching through the connecting door Mélanie riding my count and masturbating sitting on his chest in front of his face.

Quite a mess, I'll admit. But I enjoy every minute of it!