Frank and the Succubus

Frank's mother, a 23 years old, who lived alone with Frank, showered him every evening. He was used to her nakedness because she left the small light on all night because she was afraid of ghosts and evil spirits. She had never fucked a man after Frank was born, she masturbated every night before going to sleep. Frank saw her masturbating every night, but it got boring after a while.

He was standing in the bathtub and she was showering him. He had already turned 8 and was secretly peeping under his eyelids. She had been squatting down lately and her pussy slit looked very hot from this perspective. As always, he got an erection and she rubbed his cock clean in the warm rain of the shower. As always.

But this time his cock started to squirt. His mother was very surprised, Frank was only 8! But she took note of it, she was a stupid, patient sheep lamb by nature. She accepted the events of life unaffected and phlegmatically indifferent. She couldn't change anything anyway. "Aha!" she said and waited until Frank had finished squirting. With long, firm strokes she rubbed the last drops out of his urethra, as she vaguely remembered that this was necessary. "Aha!" she repeated, "so you've become a man now!"

Frank was surprised himself, he had never ejaculated. He immediately thought of the porn he secretly watched. He was a man now, Mom had whispered in disbelief. In the porn, the men fucked the girls and ejaculated inside them, or the girls let him ejaculate in their mouths. Mom would never do that, Frank knew that very well. But he was determined to fuck her. Yes, to fuck her!

The best time would probably be right after she had masturbated, after her violent, but suppressed orgasm. There she lay, completely exhausted and worn out, it was only good if he mounted and fucked her at that moment. She would probably resist, but he was stronger than her and would hold her irontight. "After your orgasm, I'm going to fuck you today, Mom!" he said as he got out of the bathtub to let her dry himself off. "No, never!" she breathed, frightened, "you can't fuck your own mother!" Frank just gave her an angry look, then went into the bedroom and into bed.

He played with the foreskin as he always did while she prepared herself. "You didn't mean that, did you?" she asked as her finger began to rub her clit. Frank shook his head defiantly. "Yes, I said that!" he repeated. She sighed, as she always did when she started to sprint. Every night she said "In God's name!" before she started to sprint. Frank knew it all by heart, she would moan just before orgasm, "Oh Mother God, help!" and as her orgasm subsided she would whisper "Thank you, Lord Jesus Christ!" Frank hated this bigoted moans, but she did it every night. It wasn't bigotry, she just learned it from her father, who fucked her every night when she was young.

The mother shuddered and suppressed the twitch, perhaps to hide the orgasm from her child. "Thank you, Lord Jesus Christ!" she sighed and stretched out exhausted. After 10 minutes she would sleep. But Frank sat up and knelt between her thighs. Her legs and thighs gave willingly way as he spread them. His cock slid easily into her wet pussy hole. He had already put his cock in her pussy hole a thousand times, and inside it trembled so gently after she thanked the Lord Jesus Christ. But he had never fucked her before. But now! She sighed deeply, "You can't just fuck me like that, that's indecent!" She sighed deeply, "You can't just fuck me like that, that's very indecent!" she whispered and at the same time she made herself very soft so that he could penetrate deeply. "In God's name!" she breathed, "Fucking your own mother is really very, very indecent!" she said quietly as Frank continued to fuck her. "Oh, all you Saints!" was the last thing he heard from her. He fucked her for ages before it came inside him. "I'm going to squirt inside, Mom!" he announced, panting. It was safe, since she hadn't had a period since he was born. "Oh, Mother of God, forgive me, we're committing a sin!" she breathed.

Frank grabbed her hips and squirted inside her for ages. Smiling, she reached down and held his cock so that it wouldn't slip out when he squirted. "Lord Jesus Christ!" she moaned loudly as he squirted inside, repeating that cry at each jet of sperm. She pulled his cock out and rubbed the last drops out of his urethra with long, strong strokes. Frank sank down next to her, he was completely exhausted and just wanted to sleep. But she was drooling about how indecent, how disgusting it was to fuck your own mother!

It wasn't until she noticed that Frank had fallen asleep that she fell silent. He probably hadn't heard half of it. She remembered his father, a vagabond who had enchanted the 14-year-old, deflowered and fucked her almost non-stop for three months. It wasn't until he had moved on that she discovered his parting gift: Frank. She was neither religious nor bigoted, but she didn't want to have an abortion like her father wanted. Her mother supported her and stood by her firmly; she was a very caring grandmother. He, on the other hand, the father, fucked his pregnant daughter every night from now on, even though her mother lay next to them and protested half-heartedly. Her father fucked her every night until Frank was three years old, then he became impotent. — Oh, Dad!

Frank was taciturn at breakfast, perhaps his mother resented him for fucking. But she was as loving and friendly as ever. He went to school, did his homework in the afternoon and afterwards played with his foreskin like every day. Mom watched him out of the corner of her eye, but she thought it was OK that he kept ejaculating in the afternoon. Of course, she had seen boys rubbing themselves and ejaculating in her childhood from afar. But now she saw it up close. Frank watched porn films, his cock in his hand. He switched off and played with his foreskin, letting it slide over the tip of his cock again and again. He ejaculated again and again, happily and carefree. Frank was her dear, sweet little boy, even though he had become a squirting man.

At any rate, she knew how it would go every evening. Frank waited patiently until she had finished masturbating. He stuck to that because he knew that she wanted to masturbate undisturbed. He waited a little until she was dozing, exhausted and drained after her orgasm. But then he let his cock slide in and fucked her, for God's sake. He paid no attention to what she was muttering in half-hearted protest. He held her by the hips when, oh Mother of God, he shot his full load inside. She called out to "All you saints! Lord Jesus Christ!" until he had finished. As the months went by, her protests became more and more lame, until she gave up the half-hearted protests altogether. Her giflfriends now discovered female lovemaking to her. She was not a lesbian, by God, certainly not. But they played with each other. Clit rubbing, clit licking and clit fucking, that was the menu of these coffee-and-cake afternoons.

Frank's afternoon games were interrupted. Twice a week one or two girlfriends came for coffee, sometimes they would get completely naked and play lovemaking. At first Frank would spy secretly, but soon Mama would bring him into the happy group. At first he didn't feel very comfortable, he was the only one with a cock. It was only embarrassing at first, because they stared at his cock as it grew and became erect. Then he pulled the foreskin all the way back over the head and let the women stare at it. He soon stopped having no objection to her girlfriends groping his cock, rubbing it and when he was ready, the bravest ones letting him squirt in their throats. He liked that throatsquirting a lot, he admitted to Mama, but she didn't want to hear about it, she found it disgusting.

The girlfriends had doubts about Frank being allowed to fuck Mama at least once a night. Mama's vanity was challenged, now she ordered Frank to fuck her in front of her girlfriends. He didn't resist hard enough, he fucked Mama as often as she asked him to. One, two, three times. Afterwards he was always contrite and deeply sad. But the women screamed and laughed, slapping their bare thighs. He had decided to fuck one or the other of them. He asked Mom directly.

She wouldn't mind, she said, if he fucked a girlfriend. That was good news, of course. "In God's name — Oh, Mother of God – Oh, all you Saints — Lord Jesus Christ?" asked Frank in her code. Mom smiled faintly, "Yes, exactly, my little darling! — But I don't know if you can squirt inside all the Saints. They could get pregnant, baby and all. So, you have to find out first!" Frank nodded and asked the next time he sat on a friend's lap. She was completely shocked. No, not at all! She visited Mom because she didn't want to cheat on her dear husband with another man! Frank nodded, because he understood her immediately.

Later, however, things went completely differently. The friend, Erika, knelt in front of Mom and licked her pussy and clit. She stuck her butt out quite far. Frank couldn't resist the temptation. He grabbed Erika's buttocks and spread them. Erika didn't deny him, she continued licking diligently. His cock carefully slid into Erika's pussy hole. Still no resistance. He fucked Erika, who let herself be fucked without hesitation. "I have to squirt now, Erika!" he whispered plaintively. She nodded without stopping licking Mom's clit and grunted only "Yes!" Frank grabbed her buttocks even harder and fucked Erika in a final spurt, then he squirted his full load into her. Erika was far from finished licking Mom's clit and Mom was far from ready either.

Frank had to wait a while until his cock was stiff again. Then he let it slide into Erika's pussy hole. He fucked her for a long time, Mom writhed and shaked under Erika's tongue in orgasm. Erika stopped licking Mom's clit and supported herself with her arms. Frank continued to fuck her from behind doggy style and she reached down and rubbed her own clit. She came after a few minutes and Frank had to squirt in the middle of it. They both slid to the floor exhausted.

Erika snuggled up to him. He wasn't used to such intimate contact, Mom loved him anyway, but she wasn't a cuddly type like Erika. "Please, Frank, this has to be our secret. I've never fucked anyone else before, only my husband. It has to be a secret! Absolutely!" Frank hugged Erika the way she had hugged him. "It's OK, Erika, I'm not talkative. Don't worry!"

In the next few years, Frank's sex life flowed quietly, without drama, without any special or extraordinary incidents. He and his Mom led a regular married life like other couples. Unlike his peers, he knew neither the miracle of falling in love nor the tragedy of lost love. Mom's girlfriends changed regularly, Frank didn't mourn any of them, but was happy to fuck the new one. They were all very young. She was always different, somehow different from the others. Then Conny appeared.

Frank knew exactly that he was dreaming. Conny, the succubus, appeared to him in a bright arc of golden light. He only knew the succubi vaguely from old school books, there alongside witches, warlocks, magic and succubi who sat on the dreamers' breasts at night after having sexually abused them and now plagued them with nightmares. "None of that, Frank," she said in a full, deep female voice and smiled very kindly. Frank looked at her very closely. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her beautiful, regal-looking face with almond-shaped eyes and expressive gaze shone in the golden light. The girl was completely naked, her breasts full and firm. Her torso was femininely rounded and athletically built. She had no pubic hair at all.

She couldn't be a woman because she had a large, enormous cock. It was as long and as thick as his forearm. But a real man's cock, with a foreskin over the glans. She only had a small sack and tiny testicles. "And I have a pussy hole too, Frank!" Conny could obviously hear his thoughts. He nodded, of course she had a pussy too. Frank remembered that he had gone to the public library dozens of times and had gotten turned on by the filthy engravings in the Book of Witches. All the engravings in this book were filthy. Witches and warlocks fucked, witches fucked other witches, warlocks fucked the horned goat of Satan, goats or dogs. Even the horned Pope and his cardinals fucked religious sisters and nuns. Explicitely.

The succubi abused men as well as women. Conny smiled. "Well, I wouldn't call it abuse, that's what the Middle Ages made up for us." Frank understood what she meant; her work was focused on sexuality, but in a positive way.

"That's right, Frank," confirmed Conny. "I'm currently taking care of the sexuality of a very sweet girl, Malaya. She's about 5 years older than you, but I know she needs you. I've just taught her how to masturbate. The poor child has never masturbated in her 23 years of life, imagine that! I deflowered her at the right time and fucked her a dozen times to awaken her sexuality. That was really right and necessary.

Malaya didn't know at that point whether she was more sexually inclined towards women or men. So I first brought her together with Julie. No, you don't know her, and neither do the others. Julie has been a lesbian since birth, she's a gentle, sweet girl, Malaya shouldn't be repelled by a militant lesbian. Julie was tender and gentle with my protégé and taught her how to lick a clit. I sent Julie home with lots of presents. Malaya was very happy in Julie's arms.

Then I took Hannah to her. Malaya was to meet this type of woman too. Hannah is, in short, a rather simple, downright stupid cow, she has the perfect ox for a husband. He only knows one thing: "in — out — thank you, madam!" if you understand what I mean. She is dull, but an honest, loyal soul. She will never cheat on her husband, in fact she has never masturbated before. She only had one night worth mentioning, her wedding night. Everyone was already pretty drunk when the bridal party went to the full. Everyone was there when the very drunk husband stripped his young wife - she was only 16 - in front of everyone and deflowered the virgin. Now everyone had to leave, except for the groom's best friends.

The groom assured his bride that it was an ancient custom. His 12 naked drinking buddies fucked the bride until the early morning, 37 times. She experienced orgasms from being fucked for the first and only time, she realized with amazement. She then came to Malaya, learned to masturbate and to lick a clit. Then I sent her away, Malaya could learn nothing from her except how gloomy and hopeless some people's lives are.

Then Jan came. Your succubus, Frank, was his too. The succubus taught him to fuck very early in his dreams, your succubus is just like that. Jan, like you, started fucking very early, as soon as he could ejaculate. He mounted his mother from behind at a very young age and fucked her very carefully. She preferred to pretend to be deeply asleep and let him do what he wanted in silence; deep down she is too cowardly to say no to him. She is the type of rabbit that doesn't even wiggle its ears when it is fucked from behind. They never talked about it; he fucked her from behind every night until today, because she always pretends to be fast asleep. I led him to Malaya, whom he fucked very well several times in a row, so well that my protégé screamed loudly with lust and horniness.

Well, Frank, now I've chosen you. You're supposed to fuck my Malaya so that she can't say which train hit her. Will you do it for me?" Conny, the beautiful girl, looked at him beaming. Frank was fascinated and dazzled by her beauty. "Just fuck her, nothing else?" he asked uncertainly. Conny laughed so hard that the sky shook. "For simple fucking, I could have taken any farmhand from the nearest farm. No, I want someone special for Malaya. You.

I've been watching you for years. How you fuck your mother, how you fuck her girlfriends. You fuck them better than anyone else. These girls rarely fuck, but you make them sing and cheer. Of course, you're also a real scoundrel, you always shoot the full load inside without the slightest consideration. How often did your poor succubus have to worry about your sperm not hitting the egg!" Frank leaned forward. "Can you tell me more about my succubus?" Conny thought for a tenth of a second, for succubi a week.

"Yes, a little. Your succubus is much older than me, she decided at some point thousands of years ago to keep the female form. The gods assign her mainly to young boys so that she can corrupt them. She lets very young boys fuck her in her dreams, which is rather unusual for us succubi. But most of the time she manages to raise the boys to be good fuckers. Most of them can't wait to start fucking after puberty.

The succubus usually manages to manipulate the mothers. They lose their sense of shame and overcome the natural barriers to let their son fuck them. Church, society and legislators have erected high barriers, but the succubus lifts mothers above all barriers. She is a very strong woman, your succubus, who has let you fuck her a hundred times!

You can't remember consciously, but since you were born you have always slept with your Mom and of course you saw how your grandfather fucked your Mom every evening and again every night, at least. Your Mom is a gentle, very simple-minded lamb who patiently lets her father fuck her, there's nothing wrong with that. He only had to stop when you were 3 years old, when he became impotent. Then the succubus intervened. She appeared to you in your dreams in the form of your mother and she, the patient, phlegmatic and indifferent little sheep, let you fuck her as if you were your grandfather. You've seen it already a thousand times. So your succubus helped you to fuck your Mom in your dreams from a young age on and the thought of it has never left you, has guided you steadfast. "

Frank nodded in satisfaction. This gave him a very clear picture of how his youth had gone. One thing fit into the other, seamlessly and precisely. Of course he was very aware that he was dreaming and that he would soon have forgotten everything. "I'm ready, Conny!" he said. Conny took his hand and led him through the door, where Malaya was lying naked on the bed, dreaming. "She's so sweet," Frank said to Conny, but she had disappeared. He lay down very carefully next to Malaya. He knew what he had to do.

Conny must have nudged Malaya, she woke up and grabbed his cock. "Hello Jan," she breathed sleepily and gripped the cock more tightly. "No, dear Malaya, I'm Frank, your next one. Conny brought me to you, she said we should fuck each other really well, nothing else." Malaya sat up halfway and looked at him with alert eyes. "Yes, you are older than Jan, your cock is magnificent, big and promising." Frank ran his hand over her curves. "I am 19 and started fucking when I was 8, mostly just my mother, now all her girlfriends too." Malaya leaned back. "I have only been fucking for a short time, I was still a virgin, then Conny took my virginity and fucked me insanely. So don't expect any masterpieces from me!"

Frank shook his head. "Fucking starts in the head, not in the pussy. If you have it in your head, you can do it. If you don't have it in your head, you can't do it even after fucking a thousand times. Clear?" Malaya smiled faintly. "Well, I can't say a thousand times, so far I've only fucked Conny and the little boy, Jan. He only had a very small cock, like a 10-year-old. But he fucked amazingly well and with endurance, squirting inside a hundred times. His mother must be a good teacher, I think."

Frank smiled quietly. He had been taught by the same succubus, in his dreams, as a boy. He asked Malaya, "Are we going to wait a little longer or are we going to get started?" He knew that was pretty direct, he heard Conny giggling in the distance. His ears turned very red. Malaya, however, didn't seem to notice. "Are you just going to keep staring at my pussy and fuck me with your eyes only!?" She smiled disarmingly. He lay on top of her and started the fight with firm French kisses. Malaya was already a very good kisser. He asked her directly. She blushed a little. "As schoolgirls, we were always french kissing and getting each other hot. I was too cowardly to make love to girls like the others did. That's just how I was. I always ran home straight away and rolled around in bed, a hand pressed on my pussy until my pussy exploded and I dozed off."

"I only dared to do it once. We were lying naked on her bed instead of studying, and we cuddled and gave each other hot French kisses. She took my hand and pressed my fingers into her wet pussy, after all, like most of the others, she was no longer a virgin. I closed my eyes and ears and pretended to be dead while she stirred her wet pussy until she squirmed and twitched and kissed me, hugging me. Then she stirred my wet pussy until my pussy exploded too. She hit me on the shoulder, "Well, see, it works!" I was incredibly embarrassed, but from then on everyone invited me to study. I liked cuddling naked and giving her French kisses. I never stirred her wet pussy and pretended to be dead because they all made me explode. But that was the only thing I can report."

They once again engaged in passionate French kisses, their hands sliding over each other's bodies. Frank was glad that he had studied the bodies of his mother's girlfriends so intensively and knew every nook and cranny of a woman's body. It was clear how Malaya reacted to his touches.

"How do you like it best? From the front or from behind?" he asked. Malaya laughed. "Jan, the little boy with the childish cock, only did it from behind, in the doggy position. He didn't know anything else, he only fucks his sleeping mother from behind because she always lies on her belly to let herself be fucked from behind like a stupid rabbit, that she really is. She doesn't want to look him in the eyes when he abuses her night after night. So, preferably from the front, dear Frank!" Frank nodded, "okay, gladly, from the front, then!"

Like a beautiful butterfly, she opened her slender legs and spread them, offering him her sweet fruit unprotected for his sting. He didn't hesitate for a moment, his sting plunged deep into her sweet rose. He paused for a moment when he had penetrated her completely. He knew this moment, the pussy wrapped around his spear and adjusted itself.

He fucked her like he fucked Mom and Mom's girlfriends. Starting slowly until she went along with his pace. Her breath was panting as he increased the pace. Soon she was actively fucking him, throwing her wet, hot pussy forcefully at him. More and more he just held his stiff spear out to her so that she would plunge into the spear again and again. She liked that, she was amazed at her own activity, she had never taken control before. But the dominance gave her a huge kick, she found it exciting and very thrilling to fuck Frank. Her breathing became faster and faster. "I feel like I'm about to come, Frank!" she cried out under her breath and grabbed him wildly by the shoulders. "Just let it come, let it happen!" he murmured, holding the spear firmly against her. Malaya's face twisted and she pressed herself against her lover, twitching and thrusting and shaking as the orgasm rolled over her. She collapsed on top of him. "I came," she whispered in his ear. He nodded, smiling, then he pushed into her, who lay soft and exhausted under him. He fucked her for another quarter of an hour, then he gasped, "I have to squirt now, my love!" She smiled in agreement, "Go ahead, my bull, it's safe today!" He grabbed her hips, thrust harder and faster and straightened up. She moaned with every jet he shot into her. She felt every jet that splashed into her pussy. "Yes, make me a child, make me a child!" she breathed almost inaudibly. Frank spurted until he was empty. He sank down next to her, his hand on her pussy, gasping for breath.

When he could breathe easily again, he asked how things had been with the girls sexually. "When I went to study with one of them, it was always clear. We undressed each other, I could always see the brutally pierced cunthole because she had already lost her virginity and was fucked by her father or brother every day, one even with a teacher. I was always very shocked by the brutality with which they had been raped and abused. But they just laughed, happy that someone had pierced their hymen. Then came the part that I now loved madly. We cuddled and rubbed our naked bodies against each other and heated each other up endlessly with French kisses. "I need it, now, immediately!" she exclaimed and I knew that now came the horribly filthy part.

I closed my eyes and ears and pretended to be dead as she pressed my fingers deep into her cunthole. I remained silent and motionless like a dead beetle while she tortured and violated her own clit, I never wanted to see that. She embraced me like a lover, twitched and wriggled her orgasm on my body. I knew that it was going to happen to me now. I remained as if dead, I only opened my legs and thighs, as it probably had to be. She now tormented and maltreated my clit until my whole pussy exploded. I was always very ashamed and sad after my orgasm, because my body betrayed me and let itself explode. It was always good that after this filthy indecency we took refuge in harmless, loving French kisses." Malaya had a tear in her eye. "It was shameful, indecent and filthy, but somehow I went along with it, torn in my feelings."

Frank stroked Malaya's face and kissed the tears from her eyes. "There was nothing filthy about it, dear Malaya. Girls all do that during puberty, they masturbate, they let themselves be masturbated and playfully explore their own sexuality, the sexuality of the other girl. That's not dirty!" Malaya smiled uncertainly. "Do you really think so?" Frank nodded emphatically. "You fucked Hannah yourself and made love to her, even though she's a dumb nut. And you experienced the beautiful, tender and loving fucking with Julie, you lost yourself screaming in the vastness of the universe when Julie licked your clit. I'm quite sure that you're bisexual. You'll lose yourself in the arms of a tender, sweet girl just as much as in the strong arms of a bull, that's for sure."

She let Frank fuck her again, flying from orgasm to orgasm, cheering and jubilant. Then he asked her which sexual encounter she remembered most. "Oh, there was only one, Bettina. Like all the others, she first stimulated her own clit to orgasm, she had initially sunk my fingers into her pussy hole and ordered me to finger-fuck her while she violated her clit. After that, I played dead beetle and spread my legs wide to be violated, I was used to it. But Bettina dove down deep and took my pussy in her mouth. I called out in panic, "What are you doing, Bettina?!" but she smiled mysteriously. "Shut up and close your eyes!" she ordered, smiling, and took my whole pussy, the whole damn thing, into her mouth. She began to lick my pussy, the whole pussy, every damn corner. It grabbed me immediately, the horniness raced from my pussy north to my brain and south to the tips of my toes. Never before has horniness flooded my whole body like this! "You have a pretty big clit!" Bettina murmured and gently took my clit between her teeth. The tip of her tongue almost drove me crazy, she made me fly from orgasm to orgasm until I was shaking with exhaustion. That was the most beautiful thing I experienced in my youth, I let Bettina lick me for many months. Maybe you're right, dear Frank, maybe I really am bisexual."

They stayed in bed day and night, they fucked countless times and told each other everything sexual. Malaya wanted to know above all how his bigoted mother let him fuck her. He told her everything, he kept nothing secret. His mother was a very simple, undeveloped woman. She threw around God's name and all The Saints, but that was only the expression of her confusion about her own hidden horniness, which she never openly admitted. She was confused because so many other mothers also let their sons fuck them, although they all knew exactly how wrong and perverted it was. And Mom only discovered lesbian love when I had already reached puberty. She let me fuck her, wickedly grinning, in front of her girlfriends, to consolidate her dominance. Even if she allowed me to fuck her girlfriend, it was an expression of her being the boss.

How often had Mom quoted the old Nazis who believed that Jewish women were the best fuckers, better than any other 'race'. Mom puffed out her breasts to show that this was definitely true! She herself was of Jewish descent, although she had grown up Protestant. Her Dad, who had loved to fuck her when she was young, was of the same opinion. And most of her friends were half or completely Jewish. So it had to be true! Malaya smiled gently and quietly. "I also have Jewish ancestors on both sides, Frank!" she murmured quietly. He hugged her warmly. "Of all the women I've fucked so far, including my Mom, and there must have been more than a hundred, you fuck the best, Malaya! Conny and little Jan have unleashed your volcano, whether Jewish or not!"

Many days and nights had passed with fucking, fucking and fucking, when Conny, Malaya's succubus, appeared. Malaya fell asleep immediately when Conny became visible in her radiant glow. Conny smiled when Frank expressed his desire to fuck her. She nodded and transformed into the female form. Later he could only remember fragments of how often and intensely he had fucked the tall, slim and unearthly beautiful young woman. It felt to him as if she had let him squirt inside a hundred times, the lanky boy.

After a long time, Conny stood up and took him by the hand. "I'm taking you home, Frank. I'm very grateful to you because you served my protégé well, you fucked Malaya so often and so wonderfully that she will never forget it." Conny kissed him on the top of his head and walked with him to the door. She laid him in bed and covered him with motherly care. "Sleep now and keep dreaming, my love." She kissed him lightly on the lips and left.

Frank was instantly wide awake. Instinctively he looked at the alarm clock. How could that be!? He had only gone to bed an hour ago, his mother was lying next to him, snoring deeply. How the hell could that be!? He had fucked his mother twice and had fallen asleep in the middle of the second course, he had woken up and only half an hour had passed since then, although he had been lying with Malaya for days, even weeks!? His cock was still stuck stiffly in the pussyhole of his deeply sleeping mother, who was lying on her belly snoring. He must have fallen asleep on her asscheeks and had ejaculated a hundred times in his dream, so much sperm had oozed out of her pussyhole. That's how it must have been, he had ejaculated a hundred times in his dream before he woke up. Mom was sleeping deeply, no doubt about it, she probably hadn't noticed anything. He was far too exhausted after the intense fucking with his mother to follow the thought any further.

He was standing in the city library and had finally found the old book about witches. He leafed through it until he found the passage, he could remember the old copperplate engraving. A naked woman was lying in bed, her mouth open to scream. The succubus was crouching on her abdomen. An ugly, hunchbacked dwarf with the typical Jewish hooked nose, as depicted in a contemptuous and anti-Semitic way at the time. Frank had to squint to see that detail. The gnome's facial expression was sly and underhanded, because his thick cock was thrusting into the woman's pussy hole. Frank heard Conny's quiet giggle and smiled. No, in the Middle Ages people did not have a good opinion of the succubus.

There was no other way to portray the confused, lewd memories of women. In the nightmare, the evil, ugly Jewish succubus sat on top of the poor woman and copulated the defenseless woman with a malicious grin. The woman stammered that she was being tossed around in the most horrible nightmare while the gnome was constantly mating with her. She could feel his hideous, thick cock in her pussy hole, plowing nonstop and incessantly in her most private furrow, so that her poor body was constantly writhing, shuddering and shaking in the most strange sexual raptures in the most horrific nightmare where the gnome sat on her breast and constantly copulated with her. She had been mated by the succubus all night long, until early morning. Her old, loin-lame husband lay snoring beside her and could only confirm that she had been wracked with sexual convulsions all night long. He had thought that in the dream she was constantly rubbing her clit, which she did every night. She protested that she never did it with her clit during the nightmare nights, honestly not! They listened to her, but no one believed her. The High Lords, whether secular or not, could not keep up with a magical gnome who was constantly fucking without going limp.

The noblemen only knew one way out: they had to fuck the pretty maid properly themselves and mate with her one after the other for hours. If she was bewitched, she would expose herself. The maid was not afraid of the noblemen, but rather of the gnome from her nightmares. She quickly crouched down on the floor and lifted up her skirt. She firmly believed that the noblemen would believe her in the end. Willingly and with honest faith, she let anyone fuck her as often as they wanted. The noblemen were grateful because the maid only fucked in an honorable manner, without any dark, witchy trickery. This usually turned out well; hours later, they pulled up their pants and wrote a legally binding document. The maid was honorable and beyond reproach. Period.

Frank could not read the text in the book; he could not decipher the Gothic script. And no one had bothered to do a translation. He took a photo with his cell phone before he left. He stepped outside into the fresh air.

"Oh, Conny, if only they knew!" Frank murmured, smiling.

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