Ben and Jen

Ben was a lucky guy. Uncle Joachim had given him a laptop for his birthday, that was something special! He had asked his older classmates and quickly found the porn sites. By chance he stumbled upon an advert, mini spy cameras! He was immediately excited, but his savings were nowhere near enough. He seriously decided to save up for it. He would install it in Mom's bedroom, that was for sure.

Jen, whose real name was Jenny, was a worse student than him, and she came to him every afternoon to study. Mom had checked a few times to make sure the two were studying, and when they were romping around naked in bed or greedily cuddling and intense rubbing their bodies together, she sat on the edge of the bed so the situation didn't get out of hand. Ben had repeatedly laid on top of Jen, bobbing up and down until he squirted, over and over again. Jen hugged him as he slid up and down on her belly. She kept her eyes closed because she was feeling such strange sensations, when he thrust and squirted. Mom made sure that his cock didn't go too deep into Jen's cunthole, just half an inch. She smiled because they both loved it so much! The next day, Ben stuck his cock an inch into Jen's slit and said they wanted to play real fucking! Mom didn't stop the two from playing fucking. But now, she put her hand protectivily over Jen's pussyhole so that Ben couldn't penetrate when bumping. When he squirted, she held his cock and rubbed it a little. The children understood well that they weren't allowed to go further, so after a few supervision sessions, she stayed away.

Of course they were studying, he didn't want to fail Jen because he liked the little girl. She admired his new computer, but she didn't know how to use it. He showed her how to open a porn site and search for "boys masturbating". Jen's cheeks turned red when they watched the first videos. She asked breathlessly if she could do that too and if he would instruct her? They had just been playing fucking and Jen had put her hand over her pussy so that he couldn't penetrate and squirt inside, even though Ben was itching like crazy.

But he was the older one, he had to start somewhere. He nodded. "Yes, of course you can make me squirt with your fist!" he said condescendingly. Jen had a big lump in her throat. "Okay, you can hold it in your hand and make it squirt, but then you have to show me your squirting too!" Jen blushed all over. It took a few seconds, then she nodded, "Okay!" and Ben said, "Deal!"

"So go on, take it in your hand," he commanded. Jen hesitated a little before she dared to do it, even though they had already cuddled naked on the bed a few times. She took the cock very carefully in her hand. "It's quite warm," she said, surprised, and Ben joked, "it won't get cold until I'm dead!" Jen laughed and he explained everything to her. She found the hole in his glans particularly exciting. "Peeing and squirting?" she asked again. "And for making babies!" Ben crowed happily. She blushed again. "Will you show me?" she asked uncertainly, and he said he couldn't show her peeing, they would have to go to the toilet, that would startle Mom. But she could let him squirt into the tissue. Jen nodded uncertainly.

"And — what do I have to do?" she asked, looking at his cock, helpless. So he gave her instructions, and she had to hold the cock firmly in her fist. She obeyed and rubbed it. "It's getting stiffer and bigger," she exclaimed in surprise. Ben nodded that it was normal. She rubbed it more confidently and after about 10 minutes, Ben squirted onto the tissue; she aimed very precisely. "That's semen, that's what we use to make babies," he commented, "but I have to squirt once or twice in the evening so the pressure of semen goes away." He continued until Jen understood everything. Then Ben said, "It's your turn to show me now!" Jen was only a little coy, she had only a sparse black down over her slit. Ben pulled her outer labia apart and she had to explain everything to him, pussyhole, hymen and clitoris. Ben asked if she did it often? Jen didn't know what he meant. "Well, the clit rubbing!" he said. She shook her head vigorously, "No, I never do, only Daddy does that!" Ben listened, "Daddy?"

Jen willingly gave him the information. "Daddy checks at least once a week, but mostly more often, to see if my hymen is still intact. He watches over it like a dragon over the treasure of gold. I have to take off my panties and spread my legs wide, then he pulls my labia apart to inspect it. He loves to play with my pussy and clit for a long time, it always makes me very horny! He rubs my clit with one finger, but he never says what he wants to inspect there. Mom laughs at him for being so clumsy, then she does it quickly until I explode and run to the bathroom because I have to pee." Ben said, exactly what her Mom did, doesn't she ever do it herself? Jen looked at him with wide eyes, "No!" Ben opened the laptop to the porn site and entered the term "girls masturbating". Now they watched some videos. Jen blushed all over. "I don't know that, I don't know anything about it."

Ben asked if she didn't want to just try it? Jen hesitated, but then she let him rub her clit with his finger, like the girls in the video. "Not so hard," Jen exclaimed, and he stopped pressing. It took him a quarter of an hour to get Jen excited, and then she exploded. He watched in fascination; she didn't squirt, only a few drops flowed out of her slit. They had experimented enough for today, they continued to learn. Now they repeated it every afternoon, Jen rubbed his cock to squirt, Ben rubbed her clit to orgasm. After a few days, Jen said, beaming with joy, that she had done it herself that night, it was wonderful!

Jen sometimes told her when Dad did the inspection. Mom laughed at him because he rubbed so clumsily. But Mom only did it not very often, not yesterday, for example. They studied hard, Jen was no math genius and Ben almost despaired when he had to explain something for the third or fourth time. They now watched real porn videos more often, where a girl was fucking. Jen shook her head, she didn't want to fuck because of the hymen. He was very stubborn and stuck his glans in her pussy hole, up to the hymen. He wasn't a meanie, he knew that her Dad inspected her at least once a week.

Ben didn't have a father and asked curiously if she had ever seen her parents fucking? Jen turned bright red and shook her head, her parents, no. But Mom very often had a lover in her bed, she was curious and watched through the crack in the door, the whole fucking. Her mother didn't let a single lover squirt inside her, said Jen. Ben nodded, she doesn't want to get pregnant by a stranger. That closed the chapter.

It was just before the end of the school year. Ben breathed a sigh of relief, Jen wouldn't get great grades, but she would still advance. She was intoxicated by it, she kissed and kissed Ben over and over again, he had saved her from great shame! She glowed with gratitude and whispered that she would let him fuck her! Ben didn't hesitate for long. They undressed and he lay between her thighs. She only felt a tiny prick, then they fucked for a quarter of an hour. He could squirt inside, Jen whispered, she didn't have her period yet. He squirted inside a girl's hole for the first time, it was just great! They lay there, smoked a few cigarettes and fucked again. Only now was Jen back in reality. She was afraid of the next inspection.

Days later she told Ben how the inspection had gone. Dad was shocked, he just couldn't see the hymen anymore, just her open hole. He interrogated her until she confessed. Not Ben, no, another boy. She refused to say the name. Mom pursed her lips in solidarity and winked, signaling her to just resist. Dad ripped down his pants, his cock was completely stiff and was dripping. He penetrated Jen's pussyhole and fucked her. Mom put her hands over her head and beat him up. He squirted inside and put his pants back on coldly smiling.

Dad had gone crazy. After watching TV they went to bed, he grabbed Jen by the hand and dragged her into the parents' bedroom, undressing her. The three of them lay naked next to each other, Mom was pale because she suspected something bad was going on. And sure enough, Dad mounted Mom and fucked her really brutally in front of Jen. Then he smoked a cigarette and stared grim into space. After a while he mounted Jen and fucked her just as brutally as he had fucked Mom. He turned off the light angrily and then they slept. "It's been like this all week," Jen complained after she had fucked Ben tenderly and lovingly. Ben thought about it. "You're still a minor, just tell him that you'll report him to the police if he doesn't stop!"

Jen had actually threatened Papa and was sleeping in the children's room again, but he came every night to fuck her thoroughly. Papa no longer spoke to her, he was rude and mean to Mama. She told him that if he continued to behave so stupidly, she would divorce him. Now Papa fell silent. He read the newspaper, he ate in silence and fell asleep in front of the television. After a month, Mama filed for divorce.

During the whole summer, Jen came every afternoon, they fucked or went to the beach. Mama's divorce was still going on, Papa remained silent and dismissive. Jen or Mama could speak to him however they wanted, he would not open his mouth again. Iron-willed. The summer was coming to an end, Jen was becoming more and more distant from Ben, without either of them having done anything wrong. Maybe it was because Daddy fucked Jen brutally every night. They parted ways in style and without any fuss. Ben grieved for a long time. He had grown very used to Jen in two years, and now she was no longer coming.

He borrowed money from his uncle and bought the best spy camera. He had made up his mind, he installed it secretly in the footboard of Mom's bed. It was undetectable. He connected it to his laptop and his spying began quite unspectacularly. Mom went to bed naked, that was visible for a second, then she turned off the light. The camera was not equipped for night vision, but the software provided could improve the image. It was very dark and grainy, but you could see her outline. She was sleeping, quite simply, she was sleeping and he switched off after 5 minutes. So dead, my God!

It could only get better, and it did get better. Mom was reading a booklet, she was lying naked on the bed and the little lamp was on. She read and played with her pussy, with her clit, lost in thought, concentrating on what she was reading. Finally he saw his mom naked, he zoomed in so far that he could see into her pussy hole. He sat in front of the monitor, rubbed his cock and squirted. He had last squirted 14 days ago, that's how long it had been since he had fucked Jen for the last, very last time. Her father fucked Jen every night. Mom sat there, brooding, and said nothing. He fucked Mom daily for another year and a half, while the divorce was pending. Mom let herself be fucked passively; she despised him deeply. He always fucked Mom first, smoked two or three cigarettes, and then mounted Jen. Even though he fucked hard and brutally, Jen always got really horny and after fucking she would climax with two or three strokes on her clit. She had completely lost touch with Mom; they both watched grimly as the other was fucked. When Mom held the divorce decree in her hand, she left without saying goodbye and never looked back. Jen was left alone with Dad. He came into her room every night and fucked her silently, but thoroughly. Jen felt helpless, abused and humiliated. He fucked her brutally, quite simply but thoroughly and left again. Jen was sad, she had become his squirt‐in rag. But she didn't report him, she shied away from it.

Mom put her reading aside, caressed her body for a quarter of an hour, then sighed deeply and finally masturbated. Ben zoomed in so that her pussy, clitoris and fingers filled the entire screen. It was good that he had bought the most expensive model, he could see every single hair. Mom masturbated very differently than the girls in the porn videos. With one hand she pulled the foreskin over her clit back very tightly, so that the clit protruded an inch like a small pencil with the eraser on the end, that was the bud. She moistened one finger with her tongue and rubbed the eraser with concentration. She masturbated for almost half an hour, he squirted and squirted, it was so exciting! He had now found out when she masturbated: always late in the afternoon, not before falling asleep like Jen did. Now Ben was glued to the monitor every day, he watched her masturbate every afternoon and squirted like a fountain. They were both exhausted afterwards.

And so he found out that Mom fucked a lover once or twice a week. Ben's eyes almost popped out of his head as the cock slowly parted her labia and penetrated her cunthole. They mostly only fucked for ten minutes, Mom took his cock out and masturbated him until he squirted. Ben was somehow glad that Mom was paying attention and not taking any risks. She was a beautiful, very slim woman of 35 and had only small girlish breasts, her face always looked very strict and somehow repellent. But Ben loved her. It took him almost half a year to make up his mind.

He had watched her masturbate every day and fuck strangers once a week. His urges drove him forward. He waited until she had finished masturbating and was dozing naked on the bed. He went naked into her room and lay down next to her. She woke up immediately. "What are you doing here?" she asked immediately and her eyes fell on his stiff cock. He didn't answer, the excitement and horniness were choking him. She grabbed his cock resolutely. "What are you doing here?" she repeated and her fingers wrapped around his cock. "Do you want to masturbate here with me?" she asked in a more friendly, very inviting manner. He still couldn't say a word. Her fingers kneaded his cock, she playfully touched his cock. It was a beautiful, round and childlike looking cock, big enough for fucking and its head was really big and had a very pronounced hole. She knew instantly how nice it would be to fuck it. He wanted to say that he wasn't grown up yet, but his cock was grown up. Not particularly big, but already pretty grown up.

She looked at him. They were fox eyes, he thought. "You probably expect me to do it to you!?" He remained silent, he felt her heating up. She rubbed his cock, almost to test it. "Well, I don't want to be like that," she said softly and masturbated him. He watched her body and face. She pursed her lips and rubbed him with her fist in concentration. He saw her eyes flash when he squirted. She must have had a lot of practice, she continued to rub him, slowing down. Only girls did that, who knew what the boys liked. She wiped her hand on the sheet and looked at him again, her fox eyes now glowing.

He lay there and took a deep breath. His cock didn't soften, it leaned to the side and stayed hard. He looked at her pussy, he found his voice again. "I want to fuck you, Mom, I love you very, very much and I desire you madly!" He was startled as the words rolled over his lips. She looked at him strangely, but her eyes glowed, those fox eyes! "What are you thinking!" she cried, but there was a shining glow in her fox eyes. He lay on top of her, she kept her legs closed. His cock hit her mons pubis. "I want to fuck you, more than anyone in the world!" She answered immediately, but he felt the tension in her legs easing. "That's not possible, mother and son, what would everyone say!?" was her answer, but he only paid attention to her legs, the tension of which easing. "I do not care about that at all!" He spread her legs with his knees. "I want to fuck you, here and now!" he whispered hoarsely. The way to her pussy was free, his cock pounded against her pussyhole. "That's not right, Ben, we can't... " her voice died away, the tip of his cock pounded against her pussyhole.

She gave in at that moment.

Her hand, with which she actually wanted to push his cock away, no longer obeyed her. The hand guided his cock into her pussy hole, pushed it in really hard and deep. She turned her face away to the side and pressed her lips together. His head was empty, his mind numb or stunned. He felt the surface of her inner pussy with his cock. She was warm and wet and just as tight as Jen. It was a wonderful feeling. He kissed her scrag and fucked her slowly. He felt her dictating his pace and increasing it. "Don't squirt inside," she breathed, "I'll let you squirt in my mouth afterwards." He whispered "okay" and continued to fuck at her pace, she was already hot and getting hotter with every thrust. He was surprised by her orgasm, her pussy hole pounding rhythmically and firmly against his cock. Her orgasm ended as quickly as it had come. She looked him in the face. "Ready to squirt?" she breathed, but he shook his head in denial. He still had to fuck for a while before he straightened up. "Now, now!" He pulled his cock out immediately. She leaned forward and took it in her mouth. She sucked it and her tongue licked for just a few moments, then she pushed his cock deep into her throat and let him squirt deep into her throat. He didn't pay attention, but she must have swallowed all of his juice. She kissed him on the lips and lay down next to him. They remained silent for a long time to catch their breath.

"You forced your will on me," she said quietly. She didn't mean it accusatory, he could sense that. "Fucking always starts with a conquest, a penetration, a little violence," he said. "I didn't want to force anything on you, I just wanted to fuck you, I had to fuck you!" She nodded slowly. "I knew it for weeks, the way you looked at me, not innocently like a son, but like a predatory lover. I knew it, I had thought about it for a long time and my blood began to boil. Otherwise I would have kicked you out of bed if I hadn't wanted it in a corner of my heart, I longed for it." She stroked his hair. "I've fucked a lot of men, Ben, believe me. But very few have been able to trigger my orgasm. That speaks for you." He raised his head. "Mom, I see that you have a boy with you every week, usually not the same one twice. Aren't they good?" She smiled faintly. "I always tried to do it secretly, but you're a big, smart guy, you probably don't miss a thing. And no, the guys are good for fucking, but very few of them give me an orgasm."

Ben went to her every evening after he had watched her masturbate and let her doze for a quarter of an hour. She hugged him lovingly and enjoyed being fucked, he pulled his cock out before he had to squirt and she always let him squirt down her throat. They often lay next to each other for a long time now and talked about trivial or meaningful things. They had never talked so much before. No strangers came, he noted with satisfaction. He had five question marks on his face, he didn't understand her sexuality. She masturbated every afternoon, without exception, even though she knew that he would fuck her to orgasm straight after. He asked how she came to masturbate. She looked at him in surprise, but he seemed to know. "You watched me masturbate?" she asked uncertainly and he answered vaguely, "You can hear everything through the thin wall," he said.

"A girl showed it to me in kindergarten, and since then I have masturbated every day. Even when I was allowed to sleep in my parents' bed. And during the pregnancy I couldn't have orgasms often enough, 10 or 12 a day. I felt you kicking and dancing in my belly when I had an orgasm, the gynecologist said that it was okay, it would definitely not harm the baby, which was very reassuring. The gynecologist said after the birth that it was probably the excessive masturbation that made my birth quick and easy. She was a very modern and enlightened woman." Ben said that she might be addicted to masturbation, obsessed? Mom laughed, "maybe, but it's not as bad as drinking or heroin, my dear."

He often asked her who his father was, he had been asking her that for years. He was rejected again, she didn't want to be reminded of it, she said. But she would tell him one day, I promise!

Her mother, his grandmother, had died, and just a day later her grandfather took his own life. Mom was devastated, she hadn't known that her mother had cancer. She would have liked to say goodbye to them both, to speak to them one last time. He just lay next to Mom and hugged her comfortingly, and they didn't have sex until 14 days after the funeral. Mom sold the family home straight away, even though she earned quite well part-time. She needed the money, she tried to convince him, but she later admitted that she never wanted to see the house of horrors again. He didn't press her, she was very vulnerable for many weeks and cried a lot. Then, one evening, it burst out of her, like an exploding volcano.

"My father, your grandfather, was your father." Ben sat up, startled, but he said nothing. "Actually, it was my mother, your grandmother. She didn't like to fuck anymore and father started to take me into the marital bed. He loved so much to play with my childish pussy, he rubbed my clit very sensitively until I had an orgasm. Back then, I masturbated every day in the marital bed like an obsessed, even if Dad had already brought me to orgasm beforehand. He got so excited that he had to fuck Mom right away, even though she didn't want to. She pushed him on top of me and said that the little one would definitely prefer to fuck him. He didn't dare to fuck me properly, even though Mom pushed him right on top of me, between my willingly opened thighs. I felt his cock hitting my pussyhole and after a long time he squirted upon my cunthole. That went on for many months, then he deflowered me. I was still damn young and knew what fucking was, but I felt taken by surprise. From then on he fucked me every night thoroughly in front of Mom, until I got pregnant at 17. Only he could be the father, I had never fucked anyone else up until then. Mom wanted me to have an abortion, Dad didn't. There were many arguments, but I wanted to keep the child. I didn't care that Mom said I was ruining my whole future, that I would never find a man with a child. I didn't listen to her, I didn't want to find a man at all. After you were born, she helped me very much so that I could quickly start my part‐time job. But something had broken between the three of us, I saw them less and less when I was able to send you to kindergarten. The three of us never really spoke to each other about all this, I haven't seen them for two years and we rarely spoke on the phone. That, dear Ben, is my story. I never wanted to tell you." Ben put his arm over her shoulder to comfort her, but he was sensitive enough not to disturb her crying. When she was calm again, he said how sad the story was and how much she must have suffered. "Of course I don't know why your mother didn't want to fuck anymore. But I'm convinced that Grandpa didn't want to abuse you, he just simply wanted to fuck, that's all. The argument about the abortion shook all three of you up, I somehow can't understand it either. Maybe when I'm grown up." She was finally able to smile again. "Ben, you're already an adult, even though you're still quite a child. But thanks anyway for understanding it so far."

After the funeral, Mom stopped having her period and the gynecologist confirmed that she was infertile. She let Ben squirt inside her, which was very liberating for both of them because they didn't have to stop. Ben loved her very much, he fucked and squirted until he was exhausted. Mom smiled and stroked his hair. How wonderful it was to sleep together like a couple in love and talk about a thousand things!

Jen came to him crying. "Please, take me in your arms, Ben," she said and took off her clothes. He hugged her and let her cry. He put off fucking her until later, he hadn't fucked her for a year and a half. She had become very beautiful and womanly, she had shaved her pubic hair and looked very tempting, her sexual charisma took his breath away. What was wrong, he asked. She had pulled herself together after her father had silently fucked her thoroughly night after night. He began to beat her up regularly after the brutal fucking. When he gave her a black eye, she reported him, he was taken into custody and hanged himself on the first night. Not a word, not a farewell letter, just a bitter silence.

That was bad, really bad. He had made her feel guilty, Ben knew that very well, but Jen cried and cried and would not calm down. She closed herself off to clear arguments. He held her in his arms, he stroked her hair and her face. This was the only way he could calm her down and comfort her. After an hour she had calmed down a little, she spoke clearly and agreed with him. She would not accept the blame. Suddenly she said, "My God, what have you a giant hard‐on! You have to fuck, yes, right now!" He took her gently in his arms. "Do you really want it?" he asked and she nodded eagerly. "In the last two years, no one has fucked me as lovingly and gently as you! Yes, I really want it!" They were definitely no longer children, they were both adults and much more grown up than they were then. They fucked, quickly found their mutual rhythm and she had a strong orgasm, her pussyhole pushed rhythmically and powerfully against his cock. He fucked on and on, she remained at a high level of arousal and had one gentle, small orgasm after another until he straightened up, panting, and squirted powerfully into her. They lay still and silent next to each other for a long time. "Oh, that was lovely!" she whispered, moved. They whispered for another quarter of an hour, then she left. Much more relaxed and happier than when she arrived.

Jen came back every day to fuck with Ben. She wanted it that way. She had married an old, childless widower. He wasn't a great fucker, he just wanted an heir who would inherit his large fortune. Jen did him the favor and had three children in quick succession, a son and two daughters. It was of course clear that Ben was the father of the three children, but the husband suspected nothing. Jen still visited Ben every day and during the pregnancies he had to fuck her several times in a row. She was sexually insatiable during the pregnancies and ate up the hair off his head. Mom smiled understandingly because she saw first hand that he now had to give Jen everything. She got on very well with Jen, she loved her and Ben's children as if they were her own. She thought it was right that Jen had chosen a rich man for her children. She would certainly have done the same if the opportunity had arisen. Jen only found out years later that Ben and Mom were a couple. She had suspected it from the beginning.

He stayed with Mom until he finished college and married the sexiest, most active and sexually greedy Love Goddess in the universe at 38. Still, he kept fucking Mom and Jen occasionally, for many years.

He never regretted it.

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