Children's Games

As usual, I sat in my armchair in the study, reading a good book and keeping an eye on the bed in the nursery next room. My granddaughter Lina, not quite 13 yet, and the two neighbor daughters, 12 and 11, were romping all over the house during their summer vacation. They played "Dress Up" and I old fool tore my eyes open when the girls undressed‐ and then dressed again. I was by God no pederast, but to look at young, naked girls just does my eyes good.

This went on for days. The screaming of the children did not bother me at all, I let my eyes wander happily, naked children at that age are always pretty to look at. They sometimes played another exciting game, "Catch and Tickle". There all three ran naked through the house, shrieking with delight. Until two of them got together and "caught" the third one. The third was dragged by the two into the children's room and "held captive" on the bed. There was then pro forma a small scuffle, at the end of which the prisoner let herself be held by the arms and willingly spread her legs. Now came the "tickling." That meant tickling the pussy and especially the clit of the prisoner, that was fun to watch!

The tickling always ended with the tickling of the captive's clit, which more and more often turned into real clit rubbing. The youngest allowed it only briefly, her legs twitched briefly and she broke free. But the two bigger ones masturbated each other properly and I held my breath when the captive came to orgasm. Then they jumped up and the wild chase continued. One day I beckoned my granddaughter Lina to me after the playmates had left.

She stepped up to me unabashedly, grandpa was part of the inventory after all. I stroked lightly over the naked girl's body, very lightly over the light blond fuzz on her pubic mound. I questioned her about the game and she nodded, of course tickling the captive's clit until it exploded. She rolled her eyes in feigned exasperation, "Grandpa, it's all part of the game!" and smiled pityingly because I old fool knew so nothing about the tickle play. I asked her directly and when she didn't immediately understand the word masturbate, I rubbed her clit once.

She turned all red and stammered, "I don't know if I'm allowed to tell you that!"

I nodded reassuringly, "I am your grandpa after all, of course you can tell me!"

She finally nodded. "I do it every night before I go to sleep, but at first I only do it until just before the explosion, and then when I've had enough, I do it until the real explosion. Then I can stop and go right to sleep." She immediately answered my question, "I've been doing it since forever, Flora too." That was the neighbor's older daughter. "Flora and I, we both like to rub the other to the point of explosion, we're allowed to do that, aren't we?" I nodded, of course they are. "And," she continued, "is it true that your cock gets hard from watching us and then you have to rub it, as Flora claims?" I nodded a little unhappily, it's true, but Flora didn't see it? "She claims to have seen it, but I don't believe her," Lina said. I replied that Flora couldn't have seen it at all, because I only do it when they're gone again. This was an outrageous lie because mostly I secretly rubbed my cock when the girls masturbated each other or masturbated themselves. From then on, I took my cock in my hand and rubbed it very lightly without squirting as I watched the girls masturbate each other or masturbate themselves.

"And the little one?" asked I and Lisa shrugged contemptuously. "She's still too little, she doesn't dare and is afraid of exploding. Even though Flora had already done it right to her x‐times, had done right to the point of exploding, she's just too cowardly!"

This was informative all around, and I promised not to tell anyone about it, that was a given, I said. And now, of course, she knew that I was watching their games. It seemed to me afterwards that she was making an effort to demonstratively show me grinning the tickling and especially the masturbating. Flora and Lina had from now on sometimes "as punishment" right afterwards again to masturbate themselves. Lina stared into my eyes or at my cockrubbing with a grin, distorted by the efforts, as she raced to orgasm. At least, I had the impression.

My daughter had taken in an au‐pair‐girl, she was 16, named Audie and came from Belgium. She spoke our language perfectly as her mother was from here. My school French was so bad after 55 years that I gave up after the first few attempts. Audie did go to high school, but she wasn't very bright. When daughter and grandson went to the playgroup in the afternoon, Audie had 2 to 3 hours free and she loved to come to me to gossip. I soon found out that her favorite thing to talk about was love and being in love, romance and sex. It took a few days for her to sit on my lap and talk directly into my ear because I seemed to be so hearing impaired.

It's a special situation when a cute 16 year old in a light summer dress sits on your lap, puts her arms around your neck and talks in your ear. I'm just saying this so you can see for yourself.

Audie told all about her first love. She had learned from her sweetheart to give him a handjob and dutifully did it all week long. Unfortunately, the love was over after a week, it was very, very sad. I had already put my hand on her thigh from the beginning, very inconspicuously. I asked her if she got it from him too, but she didn't understand right away. I let my hand slide up her inner thigh and touched her panties, just very lightly. She turned bright red and shook her head, no, no, no! She only did that herself, but if he had wanted to, he would have been allowed to. I smiled kindly, I see! The August heat was getting to her, my hand on her panties was getting all sweaty. "It's too hot, why don't you take off your dress, I'm just sitting here in my boxer shorts," I said kindly. She laughed brightly. "Yes, I can even feel that!" she laughed, "he's always all stiff, I can feel that!" It went back and forth for a while, then she stood up and took off her dress. Now she was sitting on my lap in her panties, on top of my boxers, and I was picking up the thread again. She passed over the fact that my hand was on her inner thighs, on her panties.

"So, you would have had René do it, is that right?" I asked, taking the thread in my hand. She didn't answer right away. "Yes, if he had known how to do it. He was allowed to fondle my Mouchette, after all, but that was unfamiliar territory for him." Audie chuckled softly. "After all, I gave him a handjob all the time, so it would have been only fair if he did the same for me. But I don't think René knew how to do it with a woman." She mused on two minutes and shook her head. "No, he certainly didn't know how we girls do it." That sounded very clear, very plain. "And you didn't want to show it to him?" I asked and she shook her head, masturbating was something very private after all, you don't just show it. "Later, yes, later I would have shown it to him and had him do it, but our time was too short for that." I had to get away from the subject of René quickly and asked if the girls in Belgium only did it in secret or if they talked about it freely? I had easily pushed René aside, she answered right away. With her best friends she talked openly about it, there were no secrets. Like her friends, she only did it secretly; it had to be kept secret in the family, too. Audie had no reservations and in the next hour she told me how she masturbated, when she masturbated and how often she did. I nodded seriously, I took her seriously and treated her like an adult. This did her good, I noticed immediately.

Days later — we talked a lot about my sexual experiences — I asked her at the right time in the right situation if I could touch her Mouchette? She smiled in surprise, but immediately took off her panties. I touched her pussy and she let me explore everything. I asked her quite surprised that she was no longer a virgin, whether René .... ? She shook her head and was very sad. I did not ask further, I played with her labia and clit, but only play, because she would not let me masturbate her, she only did that before falling asleep. I understand, that was okay.

Audie came back to the subject herself. She was not a virgin anymore and that was the reason why she was here. I listened carefully, she told the story herself. A few months ago her brother Richard had caught her masturbating, he waited with a shabby grin until she calmed down after the orgasm and only now made his presence known. He had brutally torn her hymen, fucked her for minutes and squirted into her. She was devastated, but not because she was afraid of pregnancy, she didn't have her period yet and knew that even her mother didn't get her period until she was 19. Richard snuck into her bedroom every night and fucked her for over three months. Then the mother caught him, there were dozens of slaps and the father beat the shit out of him. Then the mother got her this job, far away from Richard.

This was conversation material for the next few days. I listened well and attentively because it made her increasingly relieved to talk about Richard's rape. I was stroking her pussy and clit when she reached down, touching my stiff cock through the fabric. "Can I caress it too, that would only be fair?" she asked shyly smiling. What was I supposed to say? I nodded and she took it out. She definitely didn't masturbate me, but she very gently pulled the foreskin back and forth until I squirted. "Oh, pardonnez moi!" she said with a very red head, wiping her hand on my boxers.

I wrapped it back up in my shorts. We talked about it and I said I didn't enjoy it much with the hand, I preferred real fucking. She nodded and I could tell she was mentally going to cancel the handjob. "I go over to Mrs. Weber's once or twice a week, that's enough for me, I'm not 20 anymore!" She was very surprised. "The Mrs. Weber, from across the corridor?" she asked, shuddering. I nodded. "Don't judge too hastily, Audie! She used to be a beautiful woman, she had the greatest men on her dance card, and she was one of the best high‐class whores in town back then!" I saw Audie nod and think hard. "How do you think she can afford to live in luxury now?" I asked provocatively, and she didn't answer. "I could hardly have afforded the Weber back then, but now she's no beauty anymore and is glad of any man who comes to fuck her." I hung to my thoughts and Audie left.

Naturally, fucking the Weber was the new topic. "You don't forget ever how to fuck," I reassured Audie, "you just don't get as athletic and limber as you used to, that's all." I wasn't wearing my boxers today, she was sitting on my lap and we were both naked. I said if she wanted to rub my cock I wouldn't mind, it was just true that I actually preferred the real fucking. She was impressed how close we had gotten and then also asked if she could give me a hand job, it was really quite stiff now. That afternoon she gave me two handjobs and let me masturbate her clit properly. I stopped in time before her orgasm broke loose, because I figured that's how she wanted it. We talked about fucking and masturbating all afternoon.

Saturday and Sunday Audie didn't have the day off, I went over to Mrs. Weber on both days. Coming back Audie winked at me and thumbs up. Monday she sat on my lap again in the afternoon. She had thought a lot over the weekend, she said, she didn't want to give me a handjob, she wanted to fuck me. I was honestly surprised, I didn't expect that. But she said that in our conversations she could clearly see and put aside the shit with Richard and she had no qualms about fucking me. I would have helped her so much with the Richard‐thing and would have said, yes, that I would rather have the fucking than the handjob. I kept quiet. She started firing me up with tongue kisses and I got her clit going at the same time. I pointed my chin at the couch and she went and laid down, ready in fuck position. I shook my head smiling, I down, you up! She understood instantly, she mounted me and sat on my cock sighing deeply. Her vagina was very tight, warm and already very wet. She lay down on me with her upper body, with her small breasts and then she fucked me. She pressed her clit on my cock, up and down, as discussed before. She had to fuck me for a very long time and I was really glad that my erection lasted the whole time. I had already shot my powder with Mrs. Weber and still held my erection until the end. Audie trembled and sank on top of me in orgasm. After a few seconds, however, she dutifully continued and after a long time I squirted a few sad drops. Audie kept fucking me until my cock went soft.

Just so you can imagine. Audie, the 17 year old Belgian, was actually slim, only her hips were already very womanly. Her breasts were as small as bee stings and quite pointed, she had only a delicate dark fuzz above her slit. Her vagina was very tight, warm and moist, the small clit was completely hidden under the foreskin. She lay with her upper body on top of me, her face was on my chest and I caressed her head, hair and face. Her round ass was rising and falling in a good rhythm and she was straining to press the clit onto my cock.

Audie fucked me every afternoon for a full four weeks. She had to experiment for a few days until she got the pressing technique of the clit on my cock right. She sank down on top of me sighing in orgasm, twitching and shaking. But she dutifully kept going until I cum or my cock went soft. She was really excited about fucking and I regretted that I no longer had the manhood of a 20 year old, we could have fucked three times as often.

Over the weekend I saved myself a visit to Mrs. Weber and Monday Audie fucked me again. She had found fun in fucking, she always got an orgasm now and we talked a lot about sex, fucking and masturbating again. But we were sloppy. One day, Audie was just working her way back to my cock after her orgasm, I caught sight of the three naked girls under the door of the children's room. We stopped immediately. My granddaughter Lina, close to tears, ran back to the nursery. Shit, big shit!

Lina was a real beast, I was to find out over the next few days. Audie had left, the neighbors daughters had left and I was reading my book. Lina came out of the nursery naked and sat provocatively on my lap. She got to the point pretty soon. I should fuck her, after all she was already almost 14 and all her girlfriends had been already deflowered, most from the brother, some from the father. All fucked already in all secrecy, except her, she had neither brother nor father who could deflower and fuck her. After all, she said, I was her grandpa, not Audie's grandpa. I shook my head decisively, she was my granddaughter, of my blood, I would no more fuck her than I never fucked her mother! I remained hard and unyielding. Lina bitterly drew a pout and left again. It was not going to end well.

Of course I lied to Lina. I had fucked with her mother Kati, for many years. She slept with me in the marital bed since the death of my wife, her mother. She started rubbing my cock very gently and inexperienced, on the first days she pulled the foreskin back and forth very carefully until it squirted. It was only months later that she masturbated me with her fist. She was very surprised that I needed it in the morning too, of course she didn't know what a morning wood was at that time. But she pushed the foreskin gently and delicately back and forth, asking each time if I wouldn't rather fuck her, like a real woman? I refused, I just couldn't imagine it at the time. She asked every time when she cuddled up to me and masturbated, she already liked to masturbate very much back then. (I saw for the first time at Kati's how a girl really masturbates. No kidding — my wife masturbated every night, but she never let me watch. She made no secret of the fact that she masturbating, but she never showed it to me. Of course I felt her rubbing, I was allowed to hug her, caress her face or her breasts. But I was not allowed to touch her "down there" while she was masturbating. And always in the darkened bedroom. So that's how to explain my special curiosity.) One day Kati lay down beaming at me, she was finally no longer a virgin, her brother Karl had deflowered and fucked her. I said nothing about it, that was her private matter. She fucked Karl in the afternoon and told me that she enjoyed it insanely. She had started her training as a nurse and had fallen in love with her boss. She now left Karl alone, who had his hands full fucking a whole group of older ladies one by one. One day Kati came home crying. She was pregnant and refused the abortion that the boss demanded, that would be murder in her eyes. The handsome boss dropped his mask, there was no more talk of him divorcing and marrying Kati. He dropped her coldly, the next student nurse was for sure already waiting. I comforted Kati as best I could. She was no longer willing to give me handjobs, she wanted to fuck me. I still resisted, because it was wrong, but she put me naked in my armchair, sat on my cock and rode me. I didn't protest anymore, I liked it insanely, even though it was wrong. She was only the second woman I fucked, I had entered the marriage as a virgin. She rode me until her belly became too fat. When I had cum, she stayed on my lap and masturbated with much passion. She had a huge sexual appetite during the pregnancy and masturbated quite often. I got an erection watching her and she fucked me mercilessly even when I couldn't squirt anymore. I fucked her in missionary position when her belly had become too fat, and we had sex much more often than many newlyweds. When Lina was born, she moved to the other capital to an apartment my sister had offered her. My sister had married a rich man and was now a wealthy widow. I had little contact with my sister, because I was very insecure about the rumors that she had killed her husband for money. In any case, I would have believed that she had done it. I moved in with Kati and Lina, I was a good substitute grandmother and Kati was able to complete her training as a graduate nurse. Kati masturbated already two days after delivery, we fucked again two weeks later. She had almost the same sexual appetite as during her pregnancy. We fucked every day before going to sleep, but Kati still had to masturbate afterwards, she just needed that. She only had a few one night stands, this was not hers and she only did it for the man's sake. I then lay on the couch and listened to their fucking. When Lina was about 9 years old, I stopped fucking Kati on a daily basis. She, too, only wanted to fuck irregularly. In the meantime, I had contacted Mrs. Weber, who had been a good friend of my wife. That she sometimes let her lovers mount my wife with relish grinning, I learned only after my wife had died. My wife was not really a cheater, it was only due to the alcohol and the mood, that she let herself be fucked by the Weber's lovers. I was not angry with her even in retrospect and would have grudged it to her even while she was alive if she had said a single word about it. I had fucked only with my wife until then, I never noticed the temptations. Now I sometimes went to Mrs. Weber to fuck, but otherwise I stuck to letting Kati fuck me on a case‐by‐case basis. — I've pretty much digressed now, so back to the story at hand.

One day Audie was gone. I immediately asked my daughter and she admitted to sending her home. I would already know why, she said. I probed. Lina had revealed to her that Audie fucked me every afternoon. It wasn't me fucking Audie, she was fucking me, Lina pointed out. I was very upset and chided her that Lina had only returned the favor because I had refused her. My daughter widened her eyes anxiously. Lina was going to...? I regretted my outburst, but I added that apparently her girlfriends were no longer virgins and were happily fucking, so Lina didn't want to stand back, and I was the only man in the household. I had rejected her.

The mood was poisoned in the next period. Lina, my daughter and I went out of our way. I went to Mrs. Weber now two or three times a week and reacted off. She had been a beautiful woman until her accident — malicious people said, until a jealous lover cut her face with a knife ‐ but now ugly scars marred her face. Her figure had remained admirably beautiful even in her late 50s, her breasts amazingly firm and her cunt artfully shaved. She loved to fuck and took care of her orgasm herself. She had only a handful of admirers left and for some unknown reason she had taken me to her heart. Maybe because she used to be friends with my wife and shared many a lover with her, as I learned after her death. It no longer scratched me, I was now the Linus‐darling of Mrs. Weber and she was delighted with my second springtime.

Mrs. Weber had really taken touchingly care of me after Alma's death. She beckoned me every afternoon and most evenings in her apartment to fuck me lovingly. I was very grateful to her for this, because it allowed me to forget my deep grief for a few hours. During this time she told me everything, with death her obligation to remain silent expired.

Alma had caught her after her accident — she always said accident — and spent every free minute with her, sometimes staying overnight. She didn't want to see anyone else or fuck a man. A lesbian relationship developed between the two of them and I had to keep interrogating — I had no idea about that side of Alma! But Mrs. Weber affirmed, Alma loved the lesbianism very much and thus helped her a lot to kindle her will to live, otherwise she might have killed herself. I wanted to know everything in detail, of course. "We just did normal girl sex in the beginning, cuddling and kissing naked on the bed, fondling the breasts and pussy, touching the clit only gently. In the beginning, each only masturbated herself, later we masturbated each other." Ms. Weber smiled inscrutably. "None could masturbate me as sensitively and gently as Alma," she said, smiling, "and I've been masturbated by so many." I nodded, when Alma did something it had to be perfect. "Alma was all over the ninth cloud when I taught her to fuck clit‐to‐clit. She had a much smaller clit than me and could never fuck me well. She much preferred to let me fuck her, and we did that until the lesbian period ended." Finally, weeks after the bandages were removed, finally she dared to start fucking again. Gradually, Alma was able to leave her alone with the lover.

I had to interject again and again. Yes, of course Alma was in on the philandering, Mrs. Weber was always panic‐stricken about getting pregnant. I guess I didn't understand correctly, she was a noble‐whore, wasn't she? Now she laughed heartily. Yes, of course, but she didn't have to fuck the lovers herself! I had question marks written all over my face. She smiled slyly like a cat. "After all, I always had a number of willing housewives on hand who were very happy to be fucked by my lovers and weren't afraid of pregnancy like I was. Alma was one of them." She feasted on my surprise. "Alma couldn't have children after Kati was born, so she didn't care if the guys squirted inside. She really enjoyed the fucking." I asked the Weber to explain it in more detail. She had made the lovers happy with conversation, cuddled with them, made out with them, and caressed them a lot. She only played with the cocks, but did not make them squirt. Then, when the lover was ready, they all didn't care about in which hole they could squirt in. She directed the lover's cock into Alma's cunt, most of them squirted after a short while. But Alma did not release the cock, she kept it until it was ready for a second round. This fucking usually lasted a long time and now Alma could make herself one or more orgasms, only then it was over. I listened very attentively, because at that time I had no idea at all who my Alma really was. We fucked only in the dark bedroom and of course I felt that Alma masturbated to orgasm every time we fucked. The timing she had really well in her mind.

Mrs. Weber smiled, she had only good customers. Ministers and prime ministers, diplomats and bishops, entrepreneurs and generals. For Alma they were all the same, men who wanted to fuck and squirt inside. Weber herself always lay down next to the fucking couple, cuddled up as close as possible to them, pressed her body lustfully against the man, who was there because of her. Every time he had squirted into Alma and Alma had made him ready for the second round, she tried to get him off Alma and guide him into her own pussy. The poor guy got puzzled and penetrated finally her vagina. Alma smiled and giggled gleefully, as Weber let him good‐naturedly fuck for quite a long time. The most men fucked very, very long in the second round and sometimes Weber got an orgasm. Otherwise she masturbated short and sharp to orgasm, when he fucked Alma again to squirt inside, because to squirt off he had to switch back to Alma's cunt. For many years she fucked at most two or three guys a year regularly, that is, including squirting inside, if they pleased her so well, that she could master the panic to become pregnant. I was heavily impressed, I had not noticed all this and only now discovered my wife. Mrs. Weber offered Alma a share of the turnover, but Alma took no money, she had enough herself.

Mrs. Weber asked if it was true that I fucked the cook during Alma's pregnancies? I told her in detail that Alma had gently but firmly made me fuck the housekeeper. Alma had told me that the old woman played with her pussy all evening and masturbated as often as she felt like it — how she knew that, I didn't guess. For sure it was no problem to fuck her. The housekeeper was quite old and wrinkled, she hadn't fucked since she was 14 and only let me fuck her passively and very, very ashamed. Before the first time she cried bitterly and sobbed that she had not fucked for 50 years and it would be a great shame that the mistress had ordered her to let herself be fucked by the master. Alma dragged the poor, sobbing old woman by the hand into our bedroom. "Undress!" she ordered, and the old woman continued to sob and clamor, but she reluctantly and ashamedly undressed piece by piece until she stood there shivering in her bra and panties. "Everything!" said Alma adamantly. The old woman unfastened her bra and let it fall. She had large, full breasts that hung heavily down to her belly button like melons. The panties followed, revealing the thinning gray pubic hair, most of which had already fallen out. She sat down on the bed and continued to cry and clamor. Without Alma or I saying anything she bent over and took my cock in her mouth. She was silent and sucked and licked my cock so, that it was a joy. I had to squirt off almost immediately, the full load into her mouth. She swallowed the semen and looked at me from big cow eyes. "Sorry, it just happened!" and she instantly continued sucking. When he was really stiff, she lay back and slowly and thoughtfully inserted my cock, sighing and moaning. She covered her crying face with her arms and turned her head shamefacedly to the side. Alma nodded at me and I began to fuck the old woman, who remained completely passive. In the course of the fucking she put a hand protectively over her clit, but Alma pulled her hand away again. She observed that with each thrust the clit moved and became quite peaked. I looked questioningly at my wife, before I squirted furiously with horniness, squirting it all into the old cunt. I was done. Alma began to masturbate the housekeeper despite her loud protests, she had seen how stiff the clit had become from fucking. The old girl gasped, sighed and moaned. The orgasm really tore her over and Alma stopped rubbing the quivering and twitching old woman only after minutes. I knelt in front of her with my half hard‐on, her orgasm was very exciting. Alma urged her to take the cock in her mouth again and make it stiff. The frightened old woman obeyed hesitantly, soon I fucked her again and squirted a few sad droplets. Alma masturbated her again as before and the orgasm was again very strong. The housekeeper gathered her clothes in front of her breasts and ran out of the bedroom naked. I had the impression that it was quite alright with her that Alma always masturbated her after fucking, to relieve the sexual arousal that came with fucking. After fucking, she lifted her ass a little and joyfully stretched her stiff clit towards Alma's fingers. Before the first fuck, she often licked and sucked my cock so devotedly that I squirted off in her mouth. I was soon sure that she was doing that consciously. She looked at me with big cow eyes, faking surprise and said "Oh!" or "So-so!" or "Yes!", then swallowed the semen and kept sucking the cock until it was stiff again. We did this every day now, the housekeeper stopped crying and surrendered to her fate. Months later, after the birth, Alma could fuck again and we left the housekeeper alone. When Alma was pregnant again, the housekeeper had to come to fuck again. She was not surprised and complied with shame. During the second pregnancy, you too, Mrs. Weber, came sometimes here to stand in for your friend Alma, and how happy I was about the change of fucking a beautiful young woman like you! I did not know then, of course, how far your friendship with my wife went! Nevertheless, if you did not come, we called the housekeeper. But I didn't care, I had to fuck someone in the pussy, Alma was quite right. It was not a special feat, I admit.

Weber had named me two women who had given her like my wife "a helping hand". If Mrs. Weber was not available, I went to these two to fuck, in the beginning very often, later less. Eldrid had immigrated from Iceland with her husband Snorri and had buried him years ago. She was a giant, certainly 2 meters high, beefy and solidly built. I didn't have to explain much, the mention of Mrs. Weber was opening door and cunt. She let me into the anteroom, unfastened her skirt and dress and got down on all fours, she only ever let me fuck her from behind. She was sexually very starved and usually came quickly to orgasm. A few times, however, she had to masturbate while fucking and I left my cock inside her until she had finished masturbating. She was always very friendly and ready to fuck at any time, but we hardly ever spoke. After each fuck, naked Eldrid hugged me close with her nude body, muttered a friendly pagan saying in her language and kissed me on the head. I bent over and kissed her hairless pussy intimately with my tongue. She laughed cooing like a dove, spread her labia apart with her hands and offered me her big clit to lick. I held on to her big ass cheeks, took the clit between my lips and licked it with my tongue. It took her barely more than a minute, then she trembled in orgasm and tore her clit free from the naughty tongue. I kissed her labia intimately again, then I left. That said more than any word.

The other was called Irmi. I also found an "open ear" with her, she was also sexually starved and ready to fuck at any time. She let me into the anteroom and moved a small box. She dropped her clothes and lay naked backwards on the box. I fucked and squirted rapidly and she always insisted on a second round even though I couldn't squirt a second time. Only the second time she masturbated while I fucked her and I fucked her obediently until she orgasmed. She left the living room door half open, "at least let the old capon watch us". I never saw her husband, but she assured me he would watch us. I really liked how frivolous and exhibitionistic she masturbated and I always enjoyed visiting her.

Fucking with Irmi became increasingly public. She had two children from different fathers who were not her husband. "Accidents," Irmi commented dryly. Her husband had suffered a massive stroke a few months after their wedding and remained an invalid ever since, so he couldn't fuck either. He was okay with her fucking others, but not in the apartment, not in the marital bed. "In the front room, okay, for my sake," he relented a bit. The son, Ben, was 16, would soon be 17. The daughter, Lea, was about to turn 16. And both of them sneaked around us when I was fucking Irmi in the anteroom. They pretended to go to the toilet, but that changed quickly. Ben watched furiously when his mother masturbated while being fucked and then orgasmed. Lea just stood next to her mother, watching me squirt inside the first time and then again for the second round when I just held the erection until Irmi brought herself to orgasm. She half‐heartedly tried to shoo the kids away, with varying degrees of success. Then when we were alone, she gradually told me everything.

She continued to let Ben sleep in the marital bed naked as she and her husband were, even though he was already 11. He pressed up against his mother's body until she showed him how to masturbate. For days the boy masturbated with great enthusiasm. He watched her masturbate, she never made a secret of it, and she smiled when the little man then also masturbated and squirted over her pussy. That didn't last long. He wanted to fuck her regularly, the boys at school talked about it incessantly. Irmi sighed unhappily as she gave in after long hesitation. Since then, the boy fucked her every night after she had finished masturbating. Her husband would get half an erection in irregular succession when she masturbated and then fucked Ben. It was his only sexual pleasure that she took his semi‐stiffy in her mouth, licked and rubbed it, then he squirted three drops and she swallowed it. He couldn't stop the two of them fucking next to him in the marital bed.

Lea masturbated every night since a long time, Irmi knew that. The girl went her own way anyway, at 10 or 11 she gave handjobs to the boys at school like her girlfriends, there was nothing to it, she said snottily and petulantly. When Ben wanted to (and could) fuck several times in a row at around 15, Irmi told him he should finally find a girl to fuck. Well meant, but he didn't look for long. He immediately made a pass at his sister, he deflowered her and fucked her every afternoon since then. Irmi had no chance to turn it off, Lea loved fucking as much as Ben. Lea had climbed up another rung on the ladder and belonged to the circle of the chosen ones who were already fucking regularly at that age. She was not the only one, some girlfriends fucked with brothers, cousins or fathers.

One day, Irmi had just undressed and laid on the box, Lea came in, naked. She asked Irmi to make room for her, now it was her turn. I stood like a stupid piece of furniture next to the two girls, 16‐year‐old Lea and 35‐year‐old Irmi. Lea reminded Irmi that she had promised her! I looked speechlessly at Irmi and immediately sensed that she had already lost the match. Irmi stood up, Lea lay down. I stepped silently to her. She still had a girlish body, very small breasts and I saw it on her hairless pussy that it had already been through so much.

Irmi stood naked next to her daughter. She nodded and Lea grabbed my hard‐on. Obediently I followed her silent command, Lea stuck my cock herself in. Her pussy was not very tight, but quite wet and warm, I slided inside easily. I did not hug her, but fucked her standing up. Lea was a natural wonder, she got one orgasm after another. I didn't count, I watched Irmi, who nodded approvingly at each of Lea's orgasms and ran her tongue over her lips. Lea stroked her upper body and tore at her small breasts in orgasm. I looked at Irmi's clit, she had pushed her labia aside and I saw her clit gradually stiffen. I grabbed Lea by the ass cheeks and squirted off, shooting the semen in rich, full jets inside. When I was done, I took a step back with my semi‐stiffy. Lea stood up very refreshed. They didn't speak a word, now Irmi lay down on the box and Lea remained standing next to her. Irmi was already very aroused and my half stiff cock slid in effortlessly. I fucked her very slowly, giving my cock time to get stiff. Irmi masturbated frivolously and obscenely as always and came to orgasm after five minutes. I just couldn't take it anymore. I said goodbye and left thoughtfully.

This was now the new routine, I first fucked Lea, squirted a full load inside and then fucked the masturbating Irmi without squirting. I asked her once if it wouldn't be smarter the other way around, but she shook her head. Lea didn't have her period yet, but she did. Irregularly, but still. At first, I crept up every day to them. It was special in some inexplicable way to fuck a 16‐year‐old whose breasts seemed to grow daily. It was also kind of exciting to watch the behavior of mother and daughter towards each other. But half a year later I didn't come as often, it had lost its excitement. I needed more variety, Eldrid and Mrs. Weber. When I visited Eldrid again after half a year, I felt her ravenousness and sexual deprivation. I stayed longer with her and fucked her twice more, erection was no problem and she could well do without squirting. We fucked for the first time in her bedroom, I licked her clit in the breaks to orgasm and I was very satisfied at the end, I had not lost her, although I had neglected her shamefully. But she laughed at the end and tried to teach me some piggish expressions in Icelandic. Cock was called hali and cunt was called kut, fucking lata sprengja and masturbating sjalfsfroa. I learned well, but after a week it was all gone again. Eldrid smiled, Icelandic is hard.

With my Weber I spoke again often about Alma and that was actually a good feeling and nice.

Weeks later, Lina snarkily remarked that she could have done it without me. "He pierced me painfully, squirted inside me! I'll fuck now whoever I want!" I said nothing, it was none of my business. But I told my daughter. The next day she was upset, she had examined Lina intimately. My daughter cried, the child did not want to be a child anymore!

For years I resisted Lina's seduction, she succeeded only at 19 to fuck me, to ride me. For years.

But that's another story.