Anni Enjoys It

My mother had been silent for days and then sent me to Willi — I was glad to escape the oppressive mood and my guilty conscience. At Willi's I forgot everything immediately, because we were fully immersed in our little world again. I didn't tell Willi a single word about all this — he would not have believed me anyway.

After a few days Anni was back, and we made up. Willi had to promise high and holy never to fuck her again. Nevertheless, she remained much more cautious towards Willi now. Tentatively we resumed our wankings, the lust was stronger than the mistrust.

Willi did not keep his promise, of course. As soon as Anni was back with us, he fucked her again. I had initially suspected that the crybaby would finally leave, but to my amazement she endured everything with angelic patience. She became softer and quieter the more Willi put her down without a word and pushed his cock in. They no longer jerked at all, but fucked as often as they could. I sat a little alone next to them and mostly just watched; because jerking off alone was not much fun. That again displeased Willi, who really wanted to see me squirt. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to watch as he fucked Anni. The moment when he pumped Anni's smacking pussy full fascinated me the most. We knew about the danger of pregnancy and had a vague idea about contraception, but Willi rarely thought to pull out his cock in a timely manner. Often he was puffing away like a steam engine, seeing and hearing nothing until he had poured himself into Anni. Anni seemed to have surrendered to this fate and held on to him even though she should have pushed him away long ago. She did sometimes paw around in her vagina with a handkerchief to get Willi's seed out, but I didn't think that was very effective. Well, we were just kids in the country and all three of us were actually pretty simple–minded. The good Gods apparently had mercy and wisely prevented.

Willi was not so insightful. In his simple mind it wasn't right to have me only as a spectator and apparently it seemed to him also not fair that only he fucked with a girl. Slowly and awkwardly he came to the point. I ducked with red ears and Anni immediately spread all ten fingers defensively, because that would be out of the question for her. At the same time, she blinked curiously at me from under her eyelashes, trying to gauge my reaction. Days passed until Willi got his way.

It was late one afternoon in the hayloft, Willi just had Anni under him and paused in the middle of it. Then he half turned and beckoned me to come closer. I crawled obediently closer, as he grabbed me quite firmly around the waist and pulled me towards him. "Go on, do it!" he hissed, and pulled his thick cock slowly out of Anni's vagina. I was panic–stricken, even more so when Anni saw the disaster coming and tried to wriggle away from him. But Willi held her tightly and hissed in my ear that I should finally do it. Now! Tentatively, my little hard–on touched Anni's outer labia, but I didn't dare go any further. Willi rolled even further to the side and pushed me forward.

I was inside Anni. Amazed, I felt the moist, warm tightness that surrounded my cock, amazed, I thought, that the sky wasn't falling and I didn't need to be afraid. I did not move until I felt Anni uncramp and laugh. "He can't," she sneered, "he can't!" Now I was getting kind of angry, and trying to be wild like Willi, I pushed and stomped into Anni, who soon held still and looked at me in amazement. I had to thrust for quite a long time before it came. She felt it jerking and spurting out of me and tried desperately to wriggle out. I tried to pull it out too, but Willi's leg was heavy on me, pinning me down. I just looked at her with dull calf eyes while it all squirted inside. My God, I was miserable, I thought all the time about my mother, where I had also squirted everything in.

After that there was silence at first, we lay in a wild tangle on top of each other. Willi was the first to stir and grinned, "Now, big boy!", then he winked at me buddy–like. Anni sat up snorting and pretended to be angry for a minute. It wasn't until we let a cigarette go around that Willi told Anni that the little guy was finally no longer a virgin, and Anni had to laugh, but I was still a little depressed, because all the time I was thinking about my mother and the fact that I now had been involved in another great wrong. That was of course nonsense, because from then on we stopped jerking off almost completely and only fucked Anni, both of us.

I was often the superfluous third and had to wait for my turn to fuck. Sometimes I was already so horny from watching that I hardly had to touch me to squirt. Anni was sometimes quite funny about fucking; she was completely infatuated with Willi and that flattered him a lot; at the same time she categorically refused to fuck me. But Willi was always generous, then he stubbornly insisted that I fuck Anni, even if she didn't want it. So I waited impatiently until they were done. Anni was usually already pretty tired when it was my turn or simply didn't want to. But Willi did not tolerate any contradiction and scuffled with her until he had grabbed her tightly. He bent her arms firmly backwards and spread her thighs with his knees. Now she could no longer resist when I went to work. I didn't mind that she looked dull and impassive until I was done, even though I fucked quickly and hastily and it was usually very quick. Anni was already very aroused and got her orgasm before I squirted everything inside. Willi didn't know why I fucked so furiously sometimes, but I always had to think of squirting inside my mother when I squirted inside Anni.

At the end of the summer it was then called to take leave for the time being. But before that, the farmer sent Willi and me with a small herd into the next but one valley, where he owned a small pasture. That meant four days on the road with a dozen cows and heifers. In a few brief words the father explained to Willi and indirectly to me how important this assignment was, what responsibility we were taking on and that he had to look after the "Boy" — meaning me — and should have to take care of him. Thus began quite unspectacularly the adventurous conclusion of our summer vacation. Until late at night Willi and I stayed awake and talked about our adventure. Only, that Anni would not be there, was a pity, Willi said. Then he was silent for a moment and said that if we really wanted to fuck, then the calves would be there. I became blushing, because I knew that the Willi led no loose speeches, if nothing was behind it.

At dawn Willi woke me up, hung an old, hundred times sewn canvas backpack around my shoulders and told me to follow him. We drove the cows and calves named by father the night before out of the barn, rubbed the lead cow's coat with a brush, and went from cow to cow with the brush, calf to calf, to teach them the scent of the lead cow once again, and then they went off, out to the farm, down the hill. At the bottom of the last gate, the farmer and Hildegard were waiting for us. The farmer checked our backpacks, put his hand on Willi's shoulder again, and then trudged wordlessly up the hill. Hildegard hugged Willi fiercely and croaked "Good Bye!" in her strange deaf–mute voice, then yanked me up and kissed me left, right and all around, her tears still burning on my cheek for a long time. The farmer coughed again and got impatiently from one leg to the other, and Hildegard let me go, silently following her master uphill.