In the Enchanted Forest

Jack would grin from ear to ear as he stood before Milla, who was kneeling and jerking him off with a big smile.

Sometimes, after she had jerked him off to the point of climax, she would hold out her cupped hands, and he would aim his stream at her hands and breasts.

When Milla jerked his large cock with both fists, she often thought of Robert Bruce up in the clouds. She understood now what Robert had expected of her to do to him; yet back then, she had been such an innocent soul that the thought would never even have crossed her mind.

After he had squirted, they ran hand in hand to the water and washed the semen from her breasts and his cock. Then they walked back to her favorite spot and she jerked him off again and again. They stopped paying attention to the dark clouds for a long time; the storm erupted over the sea and never over the beach.

"Patience, my little angel," he whispered. "The best is yet to come." His tongue now found her clit, the small, hard button that was already demanding his touch. He started licking it, slowly at first, then faster, with more pressure. He drew circles on him, drew figure eights, and Milla's body spiraled out of control. Her hands gripped the sand, her hips lifted to take his tongue deeper. "Yes, Jack, yes!" she screamed, her voice rough with desire. She felt the pleasure rising within her as she climbed to the top of the volcano he had promised her. And then she exploded. A loud scream ripped from her throat, her body convulsed uncontrollably, and a wave of ecstasy flooded through her. It was more intense than anything she had ever felt, a pure, unadulterated rush.

Jack licked her, time and again. She melted beneath his tongue and floated in sheer bliss.

Jack didn't let up. He continued licking her, drinking her juices as they shot out of her, not letting her fall until her cries turned into quiet moans and her body relaxed. He kissed her thighs, her stomach, her breasts before he was above her again, his face glistening with her juices. "See?" he said, his voice hoarse with excitement. "Your soul has merged with the waves of the sea."

Jack spread her pussy lips with his fingers and slowly penetrated. Her hymen was like a thin sheet of cellophane, it stretched and then it tore with a 'pop!' and Jack inserted his cock all the way to the end of her fuck hole. Milla beamed. "Jack, your cock fills me up inside like it belongs there," she breathed. Now the little gnome fucked her for much longer than half an hour. Milla followed his instructions and used her finger to trigger her clit whenever she reached the peak. And yes, with a scream of joy, she threw herself down into the lava flow and fell into Jack's short but strong arms.

Jack rose up; this way, he could fuck her much better. After a quarter of an hour of vigorous pumping, his gentle hip movements grew faster and more urgent. "Camille, I need to finish," the little man panted. "I have to shoot my slime into your cunt, let my seed rain inside— it is a sign of the deep connection between our souls." Milla, highly aroused and hungry for more, breathed, "Yes, Jack, let it rain inside; bless me with your precious fluids!"

Milla’s eyes flew wide open as Jack’s cock shot its warm semen deep into her fuck-hole, spurt after spurt. She cried out, overcome by the intensity of her orgasm! Tears of joy in her eyes, she clung to him, taking his spurting cock deep inside her. They held each other for minutes, fused in the height of sexual bliss.

A deep sigh escaped her as he was fully inside her, buried to the hilt. "Jack, your cock fills me completely — like it belongs there," she breathed, and it wasn't a compliment; it was the pure, simple truth. It felt... right. It felt like a key in a lock.

Then he started moving. Each thrust was a question, an answer, a rhythm that mingled with the sound of the waves and the pounding of her blood. It wasn't a wild, greedy fucking like in her dreams. It was slower, deeper, more sensual. He was a small gnome, but his cock was a powerful tool of pleasure that took her to places she never knew existed. She remembered his words and placed a finger on her clit, which was already hard again and throbbing with desire. Each time the wave of pleasure reached its peak, she squeezed it gently and a small explosion ripped through her body. It was like she was setting off fireworks that glowed inside her.

Then his rhythm changed. He became faster, harder, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Milla, I have to cum. I'm going to let it rain inside you, it will seal the union of our bodies and the fusion of our souls," he groaned, and his words were the last thing she needed to fall over the edge. Her eyes opened wide as she felt his cock stretching inside her, how it twitched. And then he spurted, a warm, steady stream flowing deep into her, shot after shot. It wasn't rain, it was a flood, filling her from within, marking her with his essence.

A scream of joy escaped her throat, a scream that was picked up by the seagulls in the sky and carried across the sea. She clutched him through tears of joy, taking his spurting cock deep inside her, while her own body convulsed uncontrollably with bliss. They held each other for minutes, melting together in the highest sexual bliss, their bodies mixed with sand and salt water, their souls mixed in the ecstasy of the first, wonderful fucking. It was more than just an act. It was a covenant. A bond between an angel and a gnome, sealed in the sands of the enchanted forest.

Milla lay down in the little warm stream flowing from the volcano. Fucking in the warm water gave her a special thrill. Jack smiled knowingly, mounted her, and made love to her tenderly. Milla looked up at the sky in gratitude and smiled. "Thank you, dear Lord, for bestowing such happiness upon me!" she prayed with a smile.

Sometimes Jack fucked her from the side, his cock like a long hose inside her pussy. Milla smiled blissfully, for there wasn't a single position in which Jack couldn't fuck her to orgasm.

Milla also loved it when Jack straddled her thigh and fucked her that way. The added stimulation against her thigh made her smile and then scream even louder as she reached orgasm.

Milla felt almost maternal emotions when little Jack fucked her from the front. She fantasized about what it would be like if her own son were to fuck her — in a sinful act of incest?

Dianasson, the hunter, happened upon the seashore, sat down on the crest of a dune, and watched the two of them fucking. When they had finished, Milla propped herself up on her elbows. Dianasson said, "I see Jack taught you how to fuck, sweet angel-child." Milla looked at him with misty eyes. "Dianasson, you were the first and only one to come to me in this enchanted forest — to come back again and again. Would it be a gift to you if I let you fuck me?" Dianasson nodded and stripped off all his clothes. "I may have a wife and children at home, but I wouldn't miss this for the world — absolutely not!" He knelt beside Milla, and she lay across his thigh. Her smiling face beamed as Dianasson pressed his long cock gently and lightly into her fuck-hole. Unlike Jack, he fucked her from below while in this kneeling position. Milla was surprised to find that his cock didn't fill her quite the way Jack's did. Still, it was a lovely, long fuck. She nodded when Dianasson whispered that he was about to cum. She smiled in sheer bliss as his semen splashed in spurts into her fuck-hole. They remained in this intimate position for a few minutes until his cock gradually went limp and then completely soft. Dianasson pulled it out with his hand and, stroking himself, ejaculated the rest into the sand. He gave Milla a peck on the cheek and nodded to Jack, then went on his way.

One sunny day, a pilgrim came by — a Black man carrying a long pilgrim's staff. He sat down in the dunes and watched the pair fucking, filled with melancholy. He had slain three of his wife's lovers and was now on a pilgrimage of penance. Jack had a vision; he saw his wife's transgression and the murders. He made an inviting gesture with his hand. "Come here, friend Idris, and fuck my Milla. This will absolve you of one of your sins — trust me!" And so it came to pass that Idris lay down with Milla and fucked her. Milla, mindful of Jack's wise words, took a good look at the Black man's long cock before smiling and letting him fuck her. The fucking did her a world of good, even though Idris wept. A shudder ran through him; one of his sins had been washed away.

The next day, Idris returned; he asked very politely, and Milla once again let him fuck her beautifully. Idris was actually a very good fucker, but his sad eyes were full of tears even while fucking.

Milla lowered herself onto Idris's body, and he fucked her from below. He was hitting her G-spot every time now, and she laughed and smiled because the Black man was such an incredible skilled fucker. Idris wept and smiled at the same time, for he felt his second sin being lifted from his soul.

Idris, the Black man with the impressive cock, came on the third day as well. He waited patiently until Jack and Milla had finished fucking and had bathed in the sea. Milla lay on her back, and Idris fucked her with love in his soul. He had no more reason to cry; his third sin, too, had been lifted from his soul. He smiled; now he could return home. He swore to himself that he would fuck his wife thoroughly every single day, right in the middle of the village square for all to see, so that she would have no more reason to cheat on him.

Milla was filled with pride and contentment at having been able to help the pilgrim Idris. Overcome by emotion, she grabbed Jack’s cock, and together they jerked him off. For Milla, this was always something special; they rarely jerked him off both at the same time. But she also wanted him to feel that today was a special day — the day Idris’s debt was settled. Milla asked if Idris really intended to fuck his wife in the village square, right in front of everyone? Jack shook his head. "I don’t know anything about Black people or Africa in general. But Idris seemed to mean it literally, so I think he’ll go through with it, really."

An elf woman ventured closer and marveled at Milla giving him a handjob. She was jerking a man off! Milla had discovered something new: she let Jack cum on her lips, and the fluid then dripped down over her breasts. The elf woman was completely surprised. Yet she took Jack’s hand and chirped something affectionate. She lay back in the sand and energetically pulled Jack between her thighs. Naturally, Jack wanted to fuck her. But it was very difficult to wedge his long, thick cock into the elf woman’s tiny little fuck-hole. They both really exerted themselves until the deed was done. The elf woman laughed aloud when Jack’s cock filled her completely. The actual fucking, however, was just a matter of routine for both of them. Jack was aware that this was primarily a trust-building gesture on the elf woman’s part. She had to be either an important figure or someone with great influence over her comrades.

Now that they had an audience, Milla jerked his cock with great enthusiasm — for it allowed her to amaze the elves, and that felt pretty good. Two elf girls watched the stroking apprehensively, chirping softly and gesturing. Jack made an inviting motion; they approached timidly, and he laid them down in the sand. Then he fucked them both, and after just two minutes, the girl was crying out in ecstasy. It was a brief, intense fuck, following the arduous task of stuffing his cock into those tiny, tight pussy-holes with the girl's help. The girls ran off, chirping and laughing. He said to Milla, "They all seem to have such tight pussy-holes — it’s incredible! And the speed at which they reached orgasm and finished fucking — barely three minutes — it’s fascinating." Milla nodded, for her pussy-hole was by no means that tight, and she rarely fucked Jack for less than fifteen minutes; she needed time to reach orgasm.

The older elf women kept a safe distance but watched with great curiosity nonetheless. When Jack invited the pair of them, sometimes only one would come closer. It made no difference to him; he fucked them with great feeling regardless. The older women's fuck-holes weren't as tight, so he could ram his thick battering ram inside all on his own.

There seemed to be quite a few twins among the elves. A very pretty pair of these twin girls kept coming around, but they would always run off before Jack could invite them to fuck. Then again, perhaps they were simply too young to be fucked. It was very difficult to gauge the elves' ages; they could have been fourteen or just as easily forty-four.

Two elf couples appeared, naturally to witness the spectacle of Milla masturbating with their own eyes. But then, the two male elves proceeded to fuck first one female elf and then the other. They seemed to be a well-coordinated team; Jack watched as one man fucked her pussy while the other came in her mouth. They even swapped positions when they switched partners. Jack refrained from fucking these women as well.

Sometimes an elf girl would approach, accompanied by three elf lads — feeling less afraid thanks to their superior numbers — to watch Milla’s spectacle from up close. Meanwhile, the three lads took turns fucking the girl, one after another, literally at two-minute intervals. It was impossible to figure out how pairing worked among the elves; apparently, both polygyny and polyandry were the norm. A girl who had been fucked in rotation by three suitors — not exactly to Jack’s taste.

And while Milla offered up her artistic tribute, "triplets" — an elf woman with two lovers (or husbands?) — would sometimes show up. Before long, the men would get hard; one would fuck their shared wife's pussy — and the second would fuck the first in the asshole! Well, why not? Jack let his cock lead the way with them; if it wanted to, he’d invite the woman to fuck while the men fucked each other in the asshole. Jack, not a fan of men fucking men, simply looked away, whereas Milla’s eyes would go wide and round. It gave them something to talk about around the evening bonfire as they roasted mushrooms on sticks over the flames and ate berries. Sometimes they also roasted a skinned rabbit that the hunter had left in their hut.

Sometimes a taller elf man would stand next to Jack and boldly motion to Milla to jerk him off, which of course Milla did. But this elf insisted on cumming into Milla's open mouth, which she didn't like very much. The man left with his chest puffing out with pride, he had done something unseemly!

There was also a very interesting quintet among the elves. Two women and three men — nothing unusual there, at first glance. But there were four cocks for one cunt! For the first time, Jack and Milla saw an elf woman with both breasts and a cock! That was something special. The three men took turns fucking the woman in an orderly fashion. And finally, the woman with the cock fucked the other woman just like a man. Jack and Milla paused, struck by how truly unusual yet highly erotic it was to watch the two women fucking. To the elves, however, it was obviously nothing out of the ordinary. She has a cock like us men — so what?

And then there was the elf-girl, who wanted so badly to fuck Jack. Jack stood on Milla’s thighs, and she dutifully jerked him off. The girl looked over his shoulder — no, she would never jerk him off the way Milla did. But once he had come and Milla ran down to the water to wash up, the girl would grab Jack’s wrist and pull him into the sand with sweet, chirping sounds. Jack smiled; as always, they would struggle together to get his cock into her tiny tight pussy, and then the happy fucking would begin. Of course, he realized the girl was in love, but he remained calm and composed. The girl was in love with his cock — perhaps in love with the way he fucked — but she knew nothing, absolutely nothing, about him, and therefore could not love him. He was fully aware of that.

Another couple came often, too — he with the obligatory shaved head, she with long blonde hair. They would wait patiently until Milla had finished rinsing Jack off; then she would lie on her back in the sand and let him give her a good fucking. Jack would have bet that the two of them were brother and sister. Jack walked quickly over to them and fucked the girl too, for she was a magnificent fuck.

Oh, it was always confusing when an elf girl showed up with two male elves of different ages. Were they brother and father? Or was it just her lover and an older man who had sought and found some company? It was never clear; both of them fucked the girl after Milla’s performance — first the young man, then the old gentleman.

And often, two men and a woman would arrive separately. They clearly didn't belong together. Once Jack had ejaculated, the men would retreat into the dunes and fuck each other in the ass, one after the other. Jack, however, would beckon the lone elven woman over and have a lovely, satisfying fuck with her. But such gay male couples were rather rare.

But then the elves stayed away again for a long time. Jack mumbled that he wanted to keep fucking her, again and again. She nodded in agreement, her breathing shallow with excitement. He fucked her face-to-face and from behind too, they fucked in the jungle hut and then again on the sandy beach, changing at every round. His hands gripped her hips tightly, fingers pressing into her soft flesh as he continued his rhythmic, deep thrusts. His small body was a marvel of strength, each thrust a precise, hard hammer blow that shook her to her core. His cock, a taut, pulsating piston, rammed into her wet, hungry cunt as if he wanted to take her in, to own her to the hilt. Each thrust dripped with pleasure, her own juices mixing with his and running down her inner thighs, a hot, sticky trail of their shared greed.

Jack had listened carefully. "Would it be unseemly if I asked an angel directly if I could fuck her, with all honor?" She smiled delicately. "Not at all, Jack. Asking politely is much better than a wordless attack. You would be thrown out of Elysium immediately, that's for sure." They walked towards Elysium. "How did you handle it, Camille and you?" Jack liked this angelic woman and answered openly. "I taught Milla a little about sex. She loved jerking cock more than anything, as well as when I licked her clit. I deflowered her and taught her how to fuck. She also fucked a few others, but she preferred me, probably because of my cock, it's a good and durable specimen." The angel woman laughed. "Yes, I noticed that straight away, you have a magnificent piece, dear old Jack!"

She stopped and crouched down. "Jack, will you do it, I want to see how you do it? You are much older than the boys whose masturbation I have to watch and supervise as a guardian angel. When a boy becomes weak or falls asleep, I finish it with my fist to give him relief. Good guardian angels do it that way." Jack nodded and smiled. "If I can look at a beautiful naked body like yours, then it's much better than not having a beautiful body in front of me."
"Tell me, does the golden crown in your hair have a special meaning?" She nodded. "Peter puts it in our hair when we have served well for a thousand years and have done nothing wrong."

She had wiped his seed from her breasts and now they continued towards Elysium, she put an arm over his shoulder.

Jack was glad that he had been greeted by such a nice, friendly and graceful angelic woman. They entered Elysium and the angelic girls gathered around them and some let out "Oh my divine Savior!" announced when she looked at his cock. His angelic wife introduced him in a loud voice and urged the girls to share him amicably. There would be no need for cockfighting or elbow bumping, ladies! Jack smiled around, all gorgeous girls from 12 and older to grandmothers. Oh, he would enjoy this paradisiacal life here as long as his little fountain was still worth his money.

One of the pretty ones stepped forward, "Jack, will you walk down to the beach with me?" Ah, that's how the hare went! You didn't have sex right in the village, you went down to the sea beach. He put an arm around her and she put an arm around him, then they walked down to the beach.

He asked what she would like: fucking, clit jerking or cock jerking? She blushed. "You seem like a well-mannered guy, ask first. No, I don't particularly like fucking, and I don't know if I can let you do the clit wanking. I'd like to do the cock wanking, four-handed, if that's okay with you, Jack." He asked if angels don't have names? She giggled, not really. She used to be the Comtesse de Marval in the Kingdom of Navarre, but that was a few years ago, when they were fighting against the Moors who were advancing north from Spain. Jack nodded, yes, that was a few years ago.
They did it four-handed and she laughed out loud as he splashed his seed on her breasts.

Jack was in paradise, this Elysium was a paradise where the angels went on a sex vacation. Sometimes he heard giggles, giggles and laughter when he passed a hut where the angels were having sex with girls. He once looked inside and there they were, a whole bunch of pairs of tangled bodies. So this was the special cabin for girl sex
The next person who went to the beach with him used to be called Lori and she was the landlady of the famous "Auberge de la charminge aubergiste", outside Paris, at the time when Emperor Charlemagne ruled there. Where men came from far away to lie down with Lori, for a piece of gold, of course. And Lori had a suggestion, first he could fuck her and then she wanted him to jerk him off and cum on her chest, that's how the landlady's service went. Damn, she could fuck well! She grinned mischievously as she babbled about mating with her wards in their dreams.

Then he was on the beach with Tasha; she had died in the chaos of the October Revolution of 1917, when she was being fucked by her dearest dad and the house exploded — probably a hand grenade. She had forgotten almost everything about her past. Except that she had loved her dad with all her heart. And after her mother’s death, Dad had been passed around among the neighbors like a sodden rag — a worthless piece of meat. And that she had rebelled against this, chasing the neighbors away and luring Dad into her little bed. She wanted him to be a whole man again, and to feel like one. Tasha wept because Dad was dead now too — perhaps an angel by this point, though she hadn't been able to spot him anywhere.
No, she didn't want to fuck, rub his clit, or jerk his cock. She just wanted to watch him and let him cum on her breasts.

"Ohh!" she exclaimed when she saw his large weapon. Jack was always good-natured, and now he learned that there were boring, uninteresting angels. He jerked his cock, staring at her pussy between her thighs. He came over her breasts again and again, even though she protested. She was welcome to play the untouchable, Jack growled, but there was a limit!

This was Conchita; she had served as a lover in a brothel in Moorish-occupied Andalusia. When she arrived, she was surprised to find herself standing before Saint Peter at the gates of heaven and not before Beelzebub in hell. Old Peter had laughed out loud, saying hell didn't exist in this form, it was just an invention of the priests, those control-addicted monkeys. Beelzebub only got horns and pitch-black bat wings, that was the whole punishment.
Conchita tried hard while jerking off her cock with a pinched face, but she was still having fun.

Kunigunde had been a maid at Emperor Otto's court. Saint Peter had smiled when she bent her knee and confessed to him that she had lived very unchastely. He picked up the kneeling woman and assured her that she was not unchaste, just drifty because that was in her nature. Jack was allowed to fuck Kunigunde and she let him cum again and cum all over her body.

Rio came from the same brothel as Conchita, they did it three-handed and Rio's face contorted with the effort. But she loved jerking cock, she said. And no, she didn't want to be fucked either unless he insisted. Jack relented, no that wasn't the case.

Ragnhild came from Norway. She had been considered a magician and she showed him a trick so that he thought his cock was stuck in place. She laughed when she saw his puzzled face. And yes, she fucked him and he felt how much she missed fucking heaven. After fucking, she practiced jerking him off with her hand, she wanted it that way.

Marie-Claire had been a cook at the court of Versailles, she was a little older than the others, seemed to be around 50. No, she just wanted to jerk his cock, although looking at her pussy Jack had the impression that she was fucking very hard. No, he would probably never fully understand the rules of heaven, because Marie-Claire mentioned in passing that she had been fucked enough times in heaven and that was enough for her.

Young Mitzi came from Vienna, but she really didn't know what time she had lived on earth. She just wanted to watch him jerk off and have him cum on her breasts. Jack jerked off and stared at her large pussy lips, which had probably clasped many a cock.

Young Agnieszka from Poland also said "Ohh!" when she saw Jack's cock up close. No, she didn't want any physical contact, she was too shy. When Jack asked her about fucking, he could see her struggling with inner contradictions. But she decided no. Watching was enough for her.

Florence came from France, but she had no memory of what happened before. She asked him to jerk off again and again and let him cum on her full breasts. She smiled as she jerked off and laughed out loud when Jack cummed on her chest.

All Maria knew was that in her previous life her name had been Contessa di Salieri, sometime in the 14th or 15th century, and that she had been married to the Count di Salieri in Genoa. She had given birth to 11 children and was so crazy about fucking that she let Jack mount and mate her several times in a row. When she got tired from the many orgasms, she grabbed his cock and did it with her fist.

Juliska came from the Hungarian Puszta, but she didn't even know her family name, her husband's name. She was eager to fuck and Jack had to mate and ravage her all afternoon long, which he thoroughly enjoyed. When the sun was already setting, she let him cum one last time and cum on her full breasts. Jack was used to jerking off in front of an audience. His mom had often let him jerk off in front of her friends at the coffee party; she was very proud of her boy's magnificent cock and his squirting. But Jack wanted more than just demo jerking off. So once he suddenly lifted up the skirt of one of his friends and fucked the frightened old woman in front of all her friends. This then became normal routine because they all wanted to have a hunky boy between their thighs instead of their boring, absent-minded husband.

But most of the angels just wanted to jerk his cock and let it cum on their breasts. That was the norm in the afternoon, only a few people let themselves be fucked. He really enjoyed wanking their clits after his wanking, most of them turned their backs to the village, they didn't want to be seen when the dwarf was wanking their clits.

Jack loved these afternoons on the beach, away from the village of Elysium. Mostly the girls — or rather, the young women — jerked his cock, most of them directed his cum onto their chests. Most of them were very shy about having their clit jerked off. Then they turned their backs to the village and crouched down, he sat on her thigh and jerked her clit masterfully, as he had really had a lot of practice at it. The girl doubled over and they rolled in the sand, orgasming and laughing loudly. This is how the best afternoons went, without the seriousness of fucking.

The girls liked to watch when Jack jerked off in front of them and sprayed his semen liberally over their breasts. In the sand sometimes real little pools of seeds formed.

He tried to get his cock very close to the girl's breasts while jerking off.

He loved going to the beach with the young girls. They were cocky and exuberant. They let themselves be fucked until they dropped, they played practical jokes with him and conjured up a long reptilian cock on his ass, and they laughed like little children when they jerked him off and let him cum gracefully on their breasts.

And it was these young angel girls who placed him across their thighs like a baby and jerked their baby. That was real fun!

But Jack also loved the middle-aged angels because they usually let themselves be fucked at least once, briefly and bashfully, and then they watched eagerly as he jerked off and sprayed his seed all over their breasts.

Quite a few could do magic, making his cock grow out of his chest and sucking and sucking and licking it like a sweet candy cane. Jack couldn't stop laughing, it looked so crazy and indecent!

There were also some ancient angelic women. They didn't want to hear about wanking, neither about clit wanking nor about cock wanking. She just wanted to be fucked, and please only from behind. He should be looking at her round ass rather than her old, wrinkled face. Jack had been used to fucking old women since his youth and got something out of it.

Yes, they had big round asses and they were eager to get fucked from behind like bitches.

Some could do magic, so he sat on top of her ass cheek and she fucked herself with the enchanted cock, hands-free.

Some who could do magic overdid it. They conjured a long reptilian tail for him and made his tail grow out of his hand. Jack went along with all these shenanigans because he got his money's worth either way, and it didn't matter to him that these cocky women played their practical jokes on the little man.

Jack would grimace when one of these ancient grannies would simply let his cock disappear into her cunt, swallowing it whole, leaving only his sack dangling out. Of course these women had fun with the magic, but when they were done everything was back in its place, thank God!

This ancient angel woman, for example, had a bush just as dense and untrimmed as Mama's oldest sister Juniper, and she was also over 80 years old. Jack, as I said, was only interested in fucking himself.

Before he fucked such an old angel, he sank his hand into her cunt and jerked her clit until she twitched and trembled, then he fucked her.

After jerking her off, he set up his battering ram to break open her fortress from behind and fuck the good old lady to shame. That's what they wanted, actually.

And there was a unique old woman who wanted him to take a long cucumber in his hand and fuck her from behind with this cucumber. Jack scratched his head, he wasn't prepared for this. On the other hand, she was such a friendly and good-natured old woman, he couldn't and didn't want to deny her this wish.

And this old woman was intoxicated by her magical powers. She conjured a long, scaly reptilian tail for him and caused his tail to grow out of his hand. He fucked her with his hand, but he wasn't too keen on this magical shit. You could also overdo it.

Jack looked away when the next old woman stared at him. He approached Susi, who was a sensible young woman who didn't practice magic, not with him. He dragged the laughing woman to the shore and first of all they fucked in the sand, he knew from before what she liked. She was in love with fucking and that suited him. They mated all afternoon long, Susi couldn't get enough. Her fervent cries of pleasure were drowned in the pounding of the waves. When they stopped, she asked him to roll back his foreskin so that it formed a floating collar behind the glans. To cum he had to unroll the foreskin again and pull on it. She smiled very pleased, not only did she like the way Jack fucked her to climax, but also his willingness to let her experiment with his foreskin.

Olga preferred to go with him to the very edge of Elysium, where the residents could observe them. Jack didn't really care if the children from the fishing village stared at him. He let Olga take the lead; she was very young and very dashing. She screamed "Ohh!" loudly as Jack jerked off in front of her, and the kids promptly looked over. That was Olga's starting signal, she threw herself backwards on the sand and let Jack fuck her while the children were watching. She just wanted to put on the show for the children from the village, okay. Of course, Jack had seen through Olga’s little charade, but there was nothing untoward about that, was there?

And again and again Franziska. She was beautiful and looked about 30, Jack was particularly impressed by her large, firm breasts. Every time he saw Franziska's breasts, he asked himself why the human women had to inflate such beautiful breasts with silicone? Franziska, who had previously lived in Vienna and was a fundamentally loyal wife, had cuckolded her flaccid husband a maximum of a thousand times; more would have been downright whore-like. Jack benefited from this because Franziska let herself be fucked in the sand all afternoon long, jumping from orgasm to orgasm and charming him with it.

This nameless angel was also one of Jack's favorites. She liked to be squirted on her breasts, but then she forcefully pulled Jack into the sand and let him plow between her large pussy lips. And Jack, well, he was Jack — one who plowed the fields and furrows with enthusiasm.

Jessica — she probably came from Somerset County, England — had a sense of humor. A gentleman had to have a walking stick, and this one suited him and no other. She loved it when his seed rained down over her breasts and she rewarded him with one hearty fuck after another. Jack didn't care about the cane antics, fucking Jessica was just delicious!

But Jessica could also act completely normally. She acted as if she was seeing Jack's powerful weapon for the first time: "Ooh!" But then she hugged him and they rolled over the sand until his cock found a cozy place between her pussy lips. And then all was right with the world again. They got serious and got down to the serious business of fucking, there was nothing to mess up or joke about. The fucking was serious business!

Linda was really funny. Of course she conjured up a hairless dog cock for him when she jerked him off, and she did it happily and always laughing. She did not wear a golden crown like the others because Peter did not approve of her behavior in heaven. But she became very serious when Jack laid her on her back in the sand. She suddenly became serious because she was very young and hadn't been fucked a thousand times. For her, fucking was something to be treated with reverence and respect. Jack knew his role as high priest and he blessed her again and again with his holy juice. And Linda loved him for it.

But after the serious fucking, Linda sat up again and jerked his cock. She really loved it when his seed squirted all over her breasts.

Some girls took Jack in their arms like a baby and jerked him off with enthusiasm. They said this is the best way for a good mom to jerk off her son. It's the most intimate position a mom could have with her son. This position haunted the souls of Elysium.

Mathilda was no longer the youngest, she was perhaps almost 60. She took courage and asked Jack if he would accompany her to the beach? Anyway, this question was much more subtle than "Do you feel like fucking?" Jack, who hadn't noticed her before, accompanied her to the beach. She answered his question that she had been a nun in her previous life and had not had any sex in her life on earth, she had died an untouched virgin and had never jerked off anyone or herself. She saw herself as the bride of Christ, that's how it was back then. Saint Peter embraced her as she arrived at the gates of heaven and murmured how reverently and respectfully he looked upon her chaste earthly life. Then he had looked her straight in the eye and put a small golden feather in her wings. "This is my sign that you can have sex here in heaven, officially, that's what this golden feather says." But she was still very inhibited even in heaven; she allowed herself to be deflowered and fucked in tears. but not very often, maybe a few hundred times. Only.
Jack fucked her all morning and afternoon, asking her to smile and relax. Late in the afternoon she asked him if there was any way she could return the favor? Jack nodded and rested his head on her thigh, then gave her cock jerking lessons. And Mathilda laughed for the first time that day because she found the cock jerking off to be deliciously cool and truly exciting and ingenious. Jack praised her and that he was happy that she would no longer be walking around in Elysium with a face like 7 days of rainy weather. He kissed her on the lips before they walked back to the village.

Rubina, a 14th-century Roman woman who died as a child, loved taking Jack to the dunes. She laid the dwarf across her lap like a baby and jerked him off with a big grin. It was brilliant for her that she could do it here on vacation in Elysium whenever her heart desired. She too had died an untouched virgin and it was Sir Robert Bruce (not unknown to us) who deflowered her in heaven and taught her how to fuck properly over years of repetition. But she always got deadly serious when Jack put her on her back in the dunes and fucked her. She still found fucking something awe-inspiring since she hadn't been fucked hundreds of times before. On the other hand, she still knew jerking off cocks from her earthly life. Jack really liked this Rubina. She still had a lot to learn to become a good fucker, but he was willing to continue teaching her, it was divine fun with her.

Old Gertrudis also liked to put him across her thighs while jerking off his cock. She was an enthusiastic wanker, both cock wanking and clit wanking. But she was very insecure when Jack laid her on her back ready to fuck. She had cheated on her husband Harold for a lifetime with his younger brother Anselmus, for 30 years. Her husband had waited, brooding in his hiding place, until the two of them had fucked twice and Anselm had now cum for the third time. Gertrudis had triggered her orgasm, as always, with two strokes across her clit, then the murderer had jumped out and beheaded her in the middle of her orgasm, as well as his brother. Since then, fucking has been fraught with sin and death for her. Jack couldn't do anything about that. It was enough for him that she also had fun jerking his cock.

Rosi was still very young and virgo intacta, untouched virgin. She felt that she was still too young to be fucked and would first ask Saint Peter's permission whether she could be deflowered and who he would commission to do it. Jack listened to her calmly, he understood her quite well. For some girls, defloration was a very important, almost sacred thing, which had to be approved by Saint Peter. He could live with that. Because Rosi knew cock jerking from thousands of earth-life acts, and she genuinely enjoyed placing the ancient, bearded gnome over her thighs and jerking him off with her fist. She let him cum on her breasts again and again, much to Jack's delight. He dug his heels into Rosi's pussy, he rubbed her clit with his heel and made her squeal. So they both had their climaxes.

And Gertrudis kept coming and leading him to the beach. Jack always insisted on fucking first because he didn't accept her reservations and her terrible past. He demanded that she think about the murder. Why had her husband let her and Anselmus fuck three times and not kill them straight away? Did the murderer perhaps know that they would fuck three times like every night? Did he know exactly when she triggered her orgasm? That she only jerked her clit when Anselmus squirted? Jack had become obsessed with this murder and was looking for answers that only she could give him. — “It doesn’t matter,” said Jack and lay down across Gertrudis’ thighs. Oh, she loved laying it across her thighs like a baby and making that old baby jerk and cum. She would think about his questions.

Young Friederike not only loved being fucked, she also loved placing him over her thighs like a baby and giving him a good wank. She was 7 months pregnant and had been shot during a robbery at the supermarket. She didn't care about her death, she just longed for her baby. Of course Jack was allowed to fuck her straight away, but then he lay over her thighs like an ancient baby. And she laughed with all her heart, finally jerking off her baby and letting him cum on her chest.

Gertrudis had some answers. Their affair lasted over 30 years, and her husband must have found out at some point. She was convinced that he was always in hiding, voyeuristically spying on the fucking between his wife and his brother, all these 30 years. And Gertrudis had always let her husband fuck her good-naturedly when the oats stung him. It was only when she and Anselmus made negative comments about her husband's loin strength and laughed at the impotent guy that he came up with the plan to murder them both. Every night she let her husband fuck her first, and when he was fast asleep she would sneak over to Anselmus' room to fuck him three times. Of course her husband had to know that she always fucked Anselmus three times because he was such a potent guy. And of course her husband knew that she triggered her orgasm with her finger when he squirted, because she did the same thing with him.
Jack nodded. "It's good that you are examining the murder so analytically and based on the facts. This will help you to cope with your grief. Because the murder follows you all the way to heaven is no coincidence."

Juliette, a wonderful French woman. She crouched next to him, laughing and jerking his cock, directing his seed onto her breasts. She had a charming, sunny disposition and despite her youth, she fucked with gentle grace, harmony and sensitive rhythm. Jack was always happy when she went to the beach with him. She didn't have a golden crown; Saint Peter was still waiting to see whether she learned to control her urges. But Old Peter also smiled when she made one of her thousand missteps. She was so sweet and sunny in her disposition that he never thought of punishing her for a moment. And Juliette laughed when she jerked Jack off and she continued to laugh when he laid her out on the sand to fuck. Oh yes, Juliette was truly an angel worthy of the title. Truly.

Jack sat on Gertrudi’s thighs and listened to her. She was much more relaxed than before and spoke — in a rather bawdy manner — about jerking off her admirers and the young lads. Indeed, she positively blossomed when talking about her young boys, their penises, and their spurting loads; one racy anecdote followed another. The sea roared, whipped up by the wind, and Gertrudi’s white hair streamed in the breeze. Jack noticed the small, inconspicuous golden feather on her wings — it meant that Saint Peter had granted her permission to have sex in heaven.

Jack never knew what this angel was called, she couldn't remember her earthly name, and there was no need for a name in heaven. But what was as sure as the amen in prayer: this angel loved cock jerking with every fiber of her being! That was also the reason why Saint Peter hadn't put a golden crown in her hair yet, because she also jerked off every angel she met in heaven. And every child knows that the splashes of angels in the clouds are responsible for heavy rain and hail. Whenever she found Jack alone, she guided him to the beach and, lying on her thigh, jerked him off until he lost sight and hearing. Although she completely drained his tank, Jack was not ungrateful to fate. Such a wildly masturbating angel was worth its weight in gold.

Once, as Jack lay in the arms of an angel, blissful after squirting load after load onto her chest, a couple approached. Jack had never seen a male angel before. The two politely asked if they could watch them jerk off, yes, they could. And when Jack was drained, the angel laid his angel girl on the sand and fucked her. Jack saw two angels fucking for the first time, it was special. He would have expected fucking to be difficult because of the wings, but it definitely wasn't. The angel fucked his girl four times, then the girl said she had fucked enough. The two waved happily and walked back to Elysium. Jack asked if all males were so steadfast, four times? She laughed. "You stupid, an angel can fuck for weeks without a long break, his tank is inexhaustible. Jack shrugged his shoulders. Up until now he had thought he was the world champion, but the angel couple had put him in his place.

Jack was on the beach with Fiona, after the turbulent fucking she made it magical and enchanted his cock so that it became her cock. And she jerked his/her cock with a ferocity that betrayed her hot Irish blood. A pair of angels came over and asked if they were disturbing. Oh no, on the contrary. The other angel girl also did a little magic and jerked her angel's cock in the air. She let the angel's seed squirt onto Fiona's chest and they all laughed. Jack grinned, sometimes these angels were playful like little children, but it was always a happy game. The angel man asked if it bothered if they fucked? No, said Fiona and Jack in unison. Jack leaned his back against Fiona's pussy and stared straight into the angel girl's pussy hole. He found Fiona's hand and placed it on his cock, telling her to jerk him off while he watched. The angel girl was 14 or 15 at most, he thought. He asked Fiona in a whisper if the girl wasn't too young? Fiona whispered back that no, under 12 angels are too young, but from 12 onwards they are allowed. And this girl was almost 13, said Fiona. Jack shuddered at the thought. But he liked fucking the angel, she had magically enlarged her lover's cock so that it completely filled her cunt. The two fucked for probably two and a half hours, they didn't take a break after cumming, but continued fucking in one piece. Jack had counted, the guy had squirted in 11 times, eleven times. This was clearly visible, his buttocks tightened and his sack bounced up and down excitedly. The girl triggered her orgasms with her finger, but certainly more than eleven times. Jack waved back as they walked away with a cheerful wave.

He was on the beach with young Ljuba, he fucked her and injected her four times, then Ljuba had fucked her enough. She was already eager to jerk him off. A couple of angels, no, an angel girl and a human boy, sat down next to her. He asked Ljuba and she said he was the son of a fisherman from the fishing village. And yes, it was strictly forbidden to bring human children to Elysium. But he was already 13 and was allowed to have sex. Ljuba and the angel girl played another magical game, magicked Jack's and the boy's cocks between their thighs and competed in jerking off. Both girls let the seed splash on their chests and giggled stupidly. Jack felt exactly that it was his cock that was spurting onto Ljuba's chest, even though his cock had been bewitched. As if on command, the two girls lay on their backs in the dunes, Jack and the boy had their cocks back and now they fucked their girl competitively. Ljuba suggested swapping places. And so Jack fucked the angel girl, and it wasn't a bad trade. Jack was just worried that this girl was barely 12, but he didn't really care. They took turns fucking the girls until the sun began to set. They went happily back to Elysium, the angel girl took the boy to the border, to that transparent veil.

He went to the beach again with Fiona, and there were already two angels there, a young male angel and an old, fat, short female angel. It was immediately clear that Fiona wanted to fuck the two angels at the same time. She said he could fuck the old woman any way he wanted. Jack was skeptical at first. She really was a small, round, fat woman, barely taller than a 10-year-old, but very old. He asked her out, and yes, she was an enthusiastic fucker. Saint Peter had already cut off part of her wings because she was so dissolute. But when Jack took her between his thighs, she turned out to be the perfect fuck cunt. Yes, that's exactly what she was, a fuck cunt and Jack thought he was in heaven. No, he didn't have to look at her, her melon-sized breasts dragged in the sand as he let her get on all fours. He fucked her until sunset, with only a few breaks during which he watched Fiona fuck the two gorgeous angels. The semen dripped from Fiona's cunt, it chattered and splashed and ran out of her cunt hole. But they were all grinning and happy.

The sea was whipped up and the wind was stiff. He lay on Fiona's thighs again, she forgot the hexing for his sake and left his cock where it belonged. A very young angel girl sat down next to her. Jack asked in a whisper what she wanted here? He hopes to be able to fuck her? Fiona shook her head. She only recently turned 12 and is definitely still a virgin. And she sat down with us because she really wanted to learn how to jerk off cocks first. Jack nodded. That was okay. He would ask the girl if he could fuck her. Fiona nodded that it was right and proper, asking was always decent. Fiona dutifully continued to jerk him off and the girl watched curiously, seeming to get frightened every time he cummed. Then he was finished. He turned to the girl, took her hand in his and asked her if she wanted to fuck him? The girl blushed and looked to Fiona for help. "You're welcome to fuck Jack," Fiona said. But suddenly they heard the voice of Saint Peter: "Stop, stop! I have already chosen someone else for this girl who can deflower her. Have I made myself clear?" They nodded, all three of them. Fiona said loudly, "Yes, Father Peter, we have heard and are acting accordingly." Then there was silence. Fiona told the girl she could go back to Elysium now. Jack thought to himself that Lord Peter cared about each little angel and made plans for them. OK. Amazing, but on the other hand completely understandable. Peter didn't want him to deflower the girl. OK.