Veronika

I'm Veronica and I've had an interesting life. I don't like to talk about my sexuality that much, but I guess it has to be done now.

I grew up in a nunnery. Sister Mathilda was my roommate and like a big sister. I always watched her masturbate with her mouth open, back then I couldn't masturbate. Friday was always bathing day and the other sisters looked stupid and contemptuous when she masturbated in the bath water. Hypocrites, said Mathilda only, because the others also masturbated, but secretly. We spied out the window when Father Anselm stood in the stream up to his calves, rubbing his cock and splashing in the water. I had to describe everything in detail to short‐sighted Mathilda. Aha, he masturbates, he jerks off! Mathilda instructed me. After bathing, I was allowed to lie on top of her and play fucking. That was the crowning of the week, it flashed and twitched in my pussy and Mathilda made herself beautiful. Friday to Saturday she went clean and fragrant over to the men's monastery, officially to clean, but I knew that she let herself be fucked all night by one little monk after the other, until all had cum often enough.

The monastery had to close in the turmoil of the war. I came to live with Aunt Irene, who was very rich. Her husband was a fervent Nazi in a smart uniform with a tiny little cock and didn't fuck Irene often. She let her childhood sweetheart Herbert fuck her once a week. Her Nazi‐husband sent the Jews to concentration camps, robbed their money, their jewelry and their houses, which he sold at a high price. He fucked all the Jewish women and all their daughters, pretty or not, pleasurably and aware that they were only pretty 2nd class people far below him, before sending them to the camp. One day after the Führer, he also wanted to shoot himself in the head, but he whined and whimpered cowardly with the pistol in his mouth. One of his Jewish employees, whom he had raped many times before, finally pulled his finger on the trigger.

Irene didn't care, she had her Herbert once a week for fucking when his wife went to town to get fucked by her former hairdresser. Irene had become terribly rich and spent the day in bed, smoking, masturbating and drinking tea. With her tea she had sharp booze, two to three bottles a day. She became more and more ill and Herbert and I lay beside her helping her. Herbert was there for fucking, I had to serve her and help her masturbate. When she was already too weak to fuck, Herbert had to fuck me, through the hole in the hymen. Irene screeched that he must not pierce my hymen, I was not that kind of woman! So we did it until Irene died.

I had inherited her house and the bank account with the 4 million and could live carefree, but I got bored and cooked lunch for the orphanage every day. I adopted the child of a British spy the Nazis had executed. Jack moved in with me and helped me with the lunches. He taught me to read and write and I did elementary and middle school in exteral diplomas, for that I will always be grateful to him. But Jack also taught me about sexuality.

In the beginning I learned to masturbate him in the shower and let him cum on my breasts or in my mouth. Then I learned to masturbate myself, I knew how to do it but I had never done it before. Then Jack deflowered me and we fucked nonstop for the next few years. I had only ever known fucking with Herbert. He poked in my hole with his thin old‐man‐cock, it was not erotic or exciting at all and we were both admittedly scared as hell he might hurt, tear or destroy my hymen. He was scared as hell of Irene, who on the one hand forced him to fuck me, but at the same time viciously forbade him to fuck me in the natural way. Hundreds of times the poor guy poked around in my hole until he painstakingly squirted.

Jack, on the other hand, deflowered me without batting an eyelash, he fucked me with the concentrated power of the 14 year old that I wondered which train had hit me! I almost always had orgasms, clinging blissfully smiling to this beast that fucked me with animal strength, fucked and fucked and squirted inside powerfully. Even the cum and squirting inside was brutal and not a light breeze like Herbert. I was so keen to fuck that we fucked our brains out!

Jack had a sister in London and they inherited the big family mansion and many millions of pounds. He stayed in London and fucked his hunchback sister with love, he studied medicine, what he always wanted to. I let a photographer take me naked and later became the leading actress in his porn films. I let hundreds of well‐hung men like stallions fuck me in front of the camera and I masturbated to my heart's liking. I did not depend on the fee, but I was proud that I earned money myself. I also had many girlfriends to fuck privately, although I am not lesbian.

I visited Jack and Janet in London several times and moved in with him. He sent me an excellent man who helped sell my house and property well, it brought me 24 million Marks. I thanked this friend with the most beautiful fucking, although he was actually gay. Money he did not accept.

In London, I captured the heart of a real Lord and we moved into a house next to Jack and Janet. Sir Peter, my Lord, adopted Jack and Janet, they became Lord and Lady. My son, an English Lord! There was a short ceremony at the royal palace, only the Queen did not come herself. I learned a honorable profession because Sir Peter didn't want that I fucked for porn movies anymore. I became a kindergarten teacher and after a few years I ran the Austrian and German kindergartens.

I stayed in London even after Sir Peter died.