Budicca

I am the spirit of Budicca, the former Queen of the hidden kingdom of Halfgard. Halfgard was the refuge of the Half people and was kept away from the Bangurelians.

Probably you want to know what and where I am. I was amazed myself, because there is definitely no paradise. We are invisible disembodied spirits who — like me — choose our own whereabouts. We don't travel, we only think of any place and we are there. I am mostly in the forests of Halfgard and with my people. Also, I have to correct another fact. Ghosts are not sexless, on the contrary. We fuck much more often than in previous lives, amiable and sexy spirits like me get fucked day in and day out. We have much easier and more orgasms than in previous lives. Enough.

I want to talk about my people, the Halfs. We are conceived by the males of Bangurel with the females of the Gonnies. Unfortunately, we can't reproduce, all Halfs are infertile. We are just a little smaller than our human fathers, of slender build and white like our fathers. I have never seen an overweight or fat Half. Unfortunately, the life of a Half almost always ends at the age of 50.

Purely physically, we are most comparable to humans. Both female and male Halfs have beautiful, full hair growth that reaches down along the ridge of the spine in a thick horse‐like mane to the butt cheeks. Most Halfs leave the mane down to cover the butt cheeks. We inherit the color of our hair, eyebrows and the mane from our fathers. Otherwise we are hairless, we have neither armpits‐ nor pubic hair. Our genitals are very similar to those of humans, but there are differences.

The pussies of our girls are very similar to those of human women. Only the clit is a little bigger and firmer and has a glans at the end like men's cocks. The clit has no foreskin like the human clits and even at rest it sticks out a bit between the full labia. It becomes stiff when aroused and usually grows to twice its size or less. This is important when masturbating and fucking clit‐to‐clit, which most halfwomen love. Halfwomen masturbate much differently than human women. They press themselves against someone's body while masturbating with a finger and when they reach orgasm, they fuck the hip bone of the person with their clit until and during the whole orgasm, which usually lasts 3 to 6 minutes with us. Halfgirls are very popular among people because of their long orgasm and passionate fucking. Halfgirls are deflowered on their 12th birthday and are not allowed to fuck before that. Usually, fathers keep them to have them to fuck and like to offer them to their guests to fuck. Many good fathers let their halfchildren learn in their libraries.

Halfboys' cocks are very much like human ones, but there are no testicles or scrotum. They are usually longer and become thicker when aroused. The erect cock has a strongly upturned firm glans without a foreskin, which stimulates the women's G‐Spot very well. Halfboys may only masturbate until their 10th birthday — or, as it is almost always the case, be masturbated by the master's wives and daughters. Many human wives and daughters masturbate the Halfboys embedded in their own masturbation act and teach them to masturbate them or lick them to orgasm. It is tolerated that most young daughters let the underage halfboys deflower them and then fuck them diligently for years in pleasure. Even the youngest daughters have a little halfboy in their bed. At 10, the halfboys are allowed to fuck, and most of them are very steady and naturally gifted fuckers. Fathers like to keep them for their wives, daughters and female employees to fuck. Many good fathers train their halfsons well, and they are popular in the plantations and farms as good, hard‐working stewards.

Only wicked or very poor fathers sold their halfchildren to the brothels. Astronomical prices were paid for virgins untouched. The Halfs did not know male homosexuality and many Halfboys were abused by men in the brothels. In the uprising of the Halfs, all the brothels were set on fire, of which later.

Now to me, to my life. My father was a Thierry d'Aubonville, a very good and sensitive man, coming from an old French family on Earth. He treated his halfchildren excellently. From the age of 6, I was allowed to sleep in his bed. The widower loved me idolatrously. He taught me to masturbate like a halfgirl, which I did with great pleasure. We cuddled and kissed lovingly and playfully. He took it very seriously that I was not allowed to be deflowered until I was 12. But I got to know his body, I was allowed to playfully masturbate him from the beginning and let him squirt in my mouth, he especially liked that. I gave him great pleasure because I loved to masturbate and fuck his hips with my stiff clit during orgasm. He was honestly pleased that I masturbated for hours before sleep and had many beautiful orgasms. That was very important for my sexuality, he said.

During the day I studied in his library and learned quickly and a lot. Only gradually I was able to convince him that I was a natural telepath. I was very proud of that. By my 20th birthday I had learned everything about law and had certainly become an excellent lawyer. He often accompanied me to court proceedings and put me in contact with many good lawyers. As a Half, of course, I could not enter a legal profession, but I soon became one of the sought‐after interlocutors of lawyers.

Exactly on my 12th birthday he ordered a wonderful dinner in his kitchen, we ate by candlelight, danced and listened to beautiful music. "Today is your big day," he said tenderly and gave me a beautiful ring. Then we went to bed.

I was terribly excited, of course. I had bathed for an hour and sprayed myself with fine perfume. I had masturbated all afternoon next to a very lovely Gonnie girl and fucked her clit‐to‐clit for hours. I was therefore well prepared and had made myself — as it should be — horny and aroused for the important evening as horny as only possible.

We cuddled and kissed until we had both become quite horny. I lay on my back and spread my legs wide. He was very tender and romantic when he deflowered me. I felt no sting and we fucked so many times until he could not squirt anymore.

We lived like man and wife for the next 10 years, fucking every night until we were tired and he supported me in my law studies. He was the most famous and by far the most popular man for deflowering. We were brought the 12 year olds and I got to prepare the girls for it and get them very aroused and horny for their great moment.

I insert here a letter from my friend Elli, who provides in it a good description of those times:

Elli's letter

Dear Mommy,

I'm fine, I follow your advice conscientiously and masturbate every night until I get tired. In the last months also in the morning before getting up, but of that later.

The new one, the stepmother, is a real creep. She ordered Pip to sleep in my bed. She wanted him to deflower me and fuck me before my 12th birthday, that way she wanted to make Daddy sad and hurt him. But Pip just lay with me and whispered that he would not do it for the mean witch. He was very traumatized because she had already forced him to deflower her daughter and fuck her for some time. Pip is a real gentleman and we masturbate together every night until we are tired. I allow him to cum on my hymen. We also masturbate every morning since we slept at Dad's. Pip has also shown me a secret place from where we can peek into the master bedroom. We watch Daddy fuck the new wife and when he's gone the filthy bitch let Pap and Pep fuck her until she's dead tired of the orgasming.

She went on vacation with Pap and Pep, Daddy was very down and sad and Pip and I were allowed to sleep in his bed. We both took care of Daddy's' morning wood every morning and masturbated him to squirt twice in a row. Daddy loves to squirt on my hymen and allowed Pip and I to masturbate as often as we wanted afterwards in front of him. "You'll soon be 12 and a big girl," Daddy said to me, "I'm going to take you to the famous Lord Dobonwill for your deflowering." I was very pleased with that; I had seen the Lord several times before and he was a kind, sweet man.

Yesterday was my 12th birthday and Daddy took me to see Lord Dobonwill. His daughter is a very sweet Half‐girl and very skilled to bring a virgin to great horniness. She bathed me and rubbed my body with fragrant oil and expensive perfumes. After that she masturbated me wonderfully and we lay in bed all afternoon where she teased me with clit‐to‐clit‐fucking for hours!!! I was hornier than I had ever been! In the evening the men came in and waited until the daughter fucked me twice more with her clit to great orgasms. I was almost blind with horniness when the Lord lay down with me. He was as tender and sensitive as the movie stars in the love movies. He penetrated my pussy easily like a feather, I felt only a tiny prick. Then he fucked me so wonderfully that I had to cling to him in my heavy orgasm as if I were his wife. Then he kissed me on the lips and then Papa, Pap, Pep and Pip were allowed to fuck me deep into the night. I must admit that Lord Dobonwill fucked the best of all. It was wonderful to be fucked two dozen times this night! I shivered tiredly and Daddy kissed me very sweetly and said that now I was a big one and that I could fuck Pip every night if I wanted to.

I'm still terribly sore from the deflowering, but I'm a real woman now, Mommy!

a thousand dear kisses
your Elli!

P.S. The new one doesn't really love Daddy, says Pep, she is only keen on his money. And that with the vacation was also a lie, they have not once gone swimming in the sea, but he and Pap had to fuck the new bitch day and night until they all were deadly tired!
E.

Pap (15), Pep (14) and Pip (11) were the only Half‐sons of Ellis's father, who was very fond of fucking with his gonnie‐wives.

Thierry and I lived as a happy couple in sexual unanimity and at night, since I was still horny, I masturbated and fucked his hips with my clit until I was exhausted. I spent a lot of time with the legal scholars and discussed a lot about my idea to write a just and practical work for the rights of the Halfs. I had it all ready in my head and had already dictated a draft into my computer. Then, the misfortune came after my 22nd birthday.

Thierry had impregnated a young girl from a good family. Her father, a hothead and feared duelist, challenged him to a duel to the death if he did not marry her instantly. But Thierry wanted to live and married the girl with all pomp.

His new wife could not stand me from the first moment and forbade us to fuck. But not enough, she invited guests every day and offered me to them to fuck. She and Thierry watched as I was fucked by the guests. She was an obsessively masturbating onanist, he watched me sadly. The fact that she masturbated continuously was of no more interest to him than it was to me. I kept telepathic contact with my husband Thierry while fucking, that was more important to us than the fucking. She let me fuck hundreds of guests and was sure that Thierry could forget about me. After a year she got bored and sold me to a posh brothel. I could only say goodbye to Thierry telepathically and grimly swore to him to kill his wife. She had given birth to a son, Pan d'Aubonville, and I did not know then that this brother would one day become my lover and the love of my life.

For almost a whole year I stayed in the brothel, fucked hundreds and thousands of men and pierced my ears. Hate fermented among the enslaved Halfs, at the end of the year the riot broke out. We Halfs set fire to all the brothels and killed a few hundred Bangurelians. Their army killed thousands of Halfs, but we held out. Someone came up with the idea that we Halfs needed a Queen and suggested me, knowing how educated I was and how skillfully I led our troops and swung my bloody combat knife. At first I frowned and thought for hours before I accepted.

I was proclaimed Queen and took the name Budicca. At that time I was reading about the history of ancient England. Queen Budicca led the Celts victoriously against the superior forces of the Romans. When the Romans kidnapped her two underage daughters, deflowered them and fucked them forcefully a whole night, throwing the distraught children outside her tent, Budicca saw red. She attacked the Romans with two of the best warriors and slaughtered them all mercilessly. She was later captured with her daughters and tied to stakes. The Roman troops fucked them forcefully one by one all three at the stake. After the last one had mercilessly fucked her and her two daughters, they cut their throats. I felt respect for this woman who fearlessly took bloody revenge.

I had become Budicca that day, the first Warrior Queen of the Halfs.

I led the Halfs for months in the battles and my hand was dipped in blood up to the elbows. I did not lead them from a safe distance in the rear like their generals. No, I charged ahead naked but armed only with the combat knife, stopping only to talk on the phone with the other leaders. At night, the guns were silent. The slaughter and killing had aroused us all and I fucked the best fighters until we dropped, this reward of course incited the others to even more courage.

I charged forward shrilly roaring fully naked and suddenly found myself in front of Thierry's palace. I rushed up and found Thierry and his wife. She was sprawled on the state bed, masturbating, completely absent and no longer aware of anything. Before we recognized each other, my beloved Thierry leapt toward me to protect his wife. He threw himself into my combat knife. My world collapsed, we sank to the ground and I held the dying man's head in my lap.

Cold as steel for what seemed like an eternity, I watched his wife spiral higher and higher from orgasm to orgasm, eventually coming to the final orgasm in a tremendous explosion of violent wriggling and twitching. She remained lying there smiling happily, her pink fuckhole wide open and her battle‐hardened clit thrust out stiffly and further demanding. I stepped up to her. She had begun to masturbate again with her eyes closed. I slowly inserted my combat knife into her fuckhole. She stopped after minutes and looked at me confused. I screamed and slashed her body from the fuckole to the throat. I cut out her numb heart and threw it out of the window into the blazing flames. A warrior helped me carry Thierry through the flaming hell to the garden where I buried him. I sat by his grave and vowed to stop the killing and murdering immediately and lead my Halfs out of Bangurel. Far too much blood had been spilled, now I was going to freedom and to build something new for my people. Halfgard.

We built a hidden city behind the southern forests. Bangurel never learned of its existence and its location remained secret to this day. Halfs flocked to Halfgard from all directions, runaway slaves, sex workers and many, many children! When I died 25 years later, Halfgard had a good 40,000 inhabitants and 5,000 lived in settlements scattered all around. I was their Queen and the First Judge. I wrote a simple, clearly understandable set of laws, now called the Codex Budicca. During the day I set about training 3 to 4 clever girls in law. After 5 years they became judges and that was well regulated.

I kept a habit, I confess blushing. After all, we Halfs have much more fire in the ass than the Bangurelians. My people were very diligent at work and even more diligent at fucking. I had the best laid to me every night, usually there were three or four who fucked me until I was exhausted. I made sure that all my maids were also warmed every night. Once a week I invited four or five young boys who had not yet fucked. I let them fuck me until dawn, which was soon considered a knighthood among the boys.

My people lived mainly by gathering and hunting. Of course, there were locksmiths, plumbers and all crafts. Some engineers founded a small research and workshop and made more modern weapons than Bangurel for our hunters.

There was a centuries‐old law on Bangurel still from the time when the Halfs were considered sexual fair game. The Halfs were only allowed to cover their upper body down to the navel, they had to wear cock and pussy naked in public. The Bangurelians quite liked to look at their private parts, the Halfboys' dicks were usually semi‐stiff and the Boys presented their huge cocks proudly and selfconfidently. As Queen Budicca I struck down the law and each Half could dress up or remain naked. Most Halfs went completely naked in everyday life, because in the three seasons — early spring, summer and late spring — it was always warm or hot. On the anniversary of the founding of the city, there was a huge party, beer was flowing, the Halfs grouped around their Queen and everyone fucked everyone! I mingled with the people and fucked dozens all day long, deep into the night.

The news of the heroic Pan d'Aubonville came to my ears and also that he was an excellent fucker. My pussy didn't really have to be bored, but I was still curious to meet my brother. I was 45 and didn't have many years ahead of me. I instructed our best scouts to lay a trail that Pan would be sure to follow. One day my scouts led him, grinning broadly, to my palace hut.

The first second I fell in love with my brother, who was half my age. He came almost monthly for two or three nights and lay with me. We both loved fucking until dawn and my folks accepted him and our special connection. He loved me as well and I became very aware of that when I confessed to him that I had murdered his parents. I was telepathic as was he and let him "see" the events. We often sat on the little stone bench at the pond and talked about everything, trivia and mundane, personal and royal. To my amazement, he was a Dominatrix's favorite and had a deep view of politics. He detested the clergy and did not shy away from fighting with the powerful cardinals. He had fought several combat missions against the pirates and was one of the undisputed leaders of the military.

He was the father of 5 halfboys whom he had trained excellently and who had good steward positions in the plantations. He also had two halfgirls whom he had deflowered at 12 according to custom and who fucked him passionately. One of his other sweethearts had her pussy reproduced lifelike in gold and he always carried this golden pussy with him. When we talked, one of us played with the golden pussy in the fingers, it was so pleasant and horny to touch. And it reminded us not to waste a single night.

I always had to laugh heartily when Pan told me about the trip here in a flowery way. Every time he brought retired General Irenea, she visited my chief engineer Wengin, her childhood sweetheart. The old boozer drank mulberry liquor all day, which made humans terribly horny. She masturbated nonstop for the 7 hour trip and Pan had to fuck her hard and brutally when she orgasmed. He was good natured and went along with it even though he liked young and very young girls. Pan acted out her masturbating and fucking so droll that I laughed until it hurt.

I was getting older every year. I knew how much he liked deflowering virgins, he was Thierry's son after all. I put virgins in his bed more and more often, but he always insisted the first semen belonged to the Queen! I watched him deflower and fuck the girl. It was also very horny for me to watch my loin‐strong brother and in the process I masturbated continuously. We had a nice, wonderful time together.

I turned 50, my affairs and the royal succession were settled. My brother, friend, lover and the love of my life came just in time to join me in dying. We kept in telepathic contact until the last moment, then I became — to my greatest amazement — a ghost.