Jack Visiting Oskar and Lea

Jack was visiting Oskar and Lea, his best friends. That evening, they climbed into the big double bed without a shred of shame, and Jack watched as Oskar fucked Lea — vigorously and simply wonderful to watch. After Oskar came, Lea turned to Jack; now it was his turn — he could fuck her, too. Jack blushed bright red as Lea took him between her thighs and guided his cock into her pussy. He protested, “No, I can’t do that — really, I can’t. I’d be dishonoring my friend Oskar and his wife — I really can’t do that, Lea!” But she wouldn’t take no for an answer. She held him firmly by the butt cheeks, motionless, until Jack came automatically after a few minutes. Lea grinned crookedly, then they all went to sleep.

Jack was really surprised at how tight Lea’s pussy was — it was amazing considering she’d given birth twice. But it felt great, and he would have loved to fuck Lea, but Oskar was watching them both, so now he couldn’t. He said so, but Lea just said, “Nonsense!” and grabbed Jack’s ass cheeks, pushing his cock all the way into her pussy. Jack groaned as he felt his juices rising. Lea looked into his eyes, friendly yet probing, and he moaned even more. It felt so damn good inside Lea’s pussy. And her fingers teased his ass cheeks; she caressed his balls — she was definitely turning him on. Jack was getting really hot. His cum surged up, and he couldn’t do anything about it. Lea desperately wanted him to cum inside her. With a blasphemous curse, Jack let go, and his cock twitched and spurted, twitched and spurted, shooting his load in spurts into Lea’s pussy. Lea smiled triumphantly, “There you go, it works!” and she waited until he had finished cumming. Jack wanted to sink into the ground, he was so ashamed of his body’s betrayal. But Oskar and Lea smiled kindly, and then the three of them went to sleep.

One morning, Jack was in the shower, stroking his morning wood, when the door opened and Lea’s daughter, 6-year-old Agnes, walked in as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Jack stood there, warm water trickling down his back, his cock in his hand. Little Agnes smiled. “All right, Uncle Jack. I see you’ve got a nice big dick just like Dad.” Jack grinned. “Then I guess we should start the ‘Big Dicks’ club, shouldn’t we?” Agnes took her thumb out of her mouth. “You’re too late for that, Uncle Jack. Dad’s already in the CGSG, the ‘Club of Big-Dicked Gentlemen.’ But how nice of you to think of it. And you, what are you doing right now? Are you jerking off like Jockl, who cums in the shower tray every morning and makes me watch? Can I watch you, too?” Jack didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Jockl — that was her older brother Jakob, who was about 13 or 14. “No, young lady, I’m just here to wash my body — and my dick, of course — thoroughly. It’s very important to always be clean and well-groomed.” Agnes nodded, “You sound just as boring as Mom when she’s lying. But fine by me — go ahead and clean and wash yourself properly; I find it exciting.”

Agnes came closer, her small eyes fixed on Jack's cock as he soaped himself. "Jockl and my mother always shower together," she chattered on tirelessly. "I'm only allowed to shower with Dad, who loves washing my peehole, and I stare at his big fuck-rod as the water splashes over it. They scrub each other's backs and asses, places you can't reach yourself. When they're done, the wrestling starts! Jockl grabs Mom, and she squeals like a piglet, 'No, Jockl, no!', but she holds his cock tight, like she won't let him get away. He always wins, that horny Jockl, and then he rams his stiff cock into Mom's wet peehole and pumps her until she's glowing. They laugh, but then his face turns serious, he moans, and then he cums inside her, so laboriously, like he's doing homework. After that, Mom gives him a playful smack on the head, because she loves him so much, and because he fucks and cums inside her so sweetly." Agnes's gaze was fixed on Jack's penis. "And you, Uncle Jack? Did you also put your mother in a headlock like that and ram your cock inside her?" Jack swallowed, his heart hammering against his ribs. "No, sweetie, we didn't wrestle at home, but the ejaculation... that's how it is for all boys when they're bursting. You can't help it, you have to ejaculate inside your mother's cunthole, because that's what's to be done."

Agnes reached out and grabbed Jack's cock. "Oh, it's so much thicker than Jockl's!" she exclaimed softly. Jack was amused. “So you’ve already been allowed to touch Jockl’s dick?” The little girl nodded eagerly: “Yeah, of course — we sleep in the same kids’ room. I’m always allowed to sit next to him when he jerks off and cums — it looks really funny and cool! And sometimes I get to jerk him off, just like I’ve watched him do. But my hand isn’t strong enough, so then he has to take over and cum himself.” Agnes tugged at Jack’s swollen glans; her fingers were so tender and inexperienced. “Do you want me to jerk you off too, Uncle Jack? You have such a nice, thick cock — it must feel amazing when the cum rises up.” Jack felt his cock stiffen further under the child’s unexpected touch. “I… I don’t know, Agnes,” he stammered as the water splashed over her back. “That’s not right.” Agnes laughed brightly. “Oh, nonsense! Jockl always says the best jerk-off is the one you don’t do alone. Come on, I’ll work you up real good, then you’ll cum nice and hard for me!” Her little hand began to move rhythmically up and down his shaft, and Jack couldn’t help but moan as the longing to release built up inside him.

Agnes knew exactly how to jerk off a cock. But her little hands were far too weak to make him cum. Yet Jack let her do it; he didn’t do anything — absolutely nothing. His breathing grew shallower as he caught sight of her childlike pussy slit beneath her nightgown. “My God, what am I doing?” he thought. “Having sex with a little girl!!” No, this had to stop right now, immediately. Gently, he held Agnes’s hand and stopped her from jerking him off. “Agnes, you’re supposed to jerk off alone — and certainly not with a little girl like you. That’s forbidden and disgusting.” Agnes pouted. “Well, when I masturbate my little bud myself, I let Jockl watch — he likes it, and there’s nothing wrong with it, really nothing gross about it, Uncle Jack!”

Just then, Lea walked in, wearing only her underwear; she flipped down the seat and sat on the toilet. Completely uninhibited, she let her pee flow freely. “Agnes, what are you doing?” And Agnes replied, “I touched Uncle Jack’s dick and was just about to show him how I masturbate at night, to fall asleep.” Lea looked into Jack’s eyes. “So, did you encourage her?” Jack shook his head. “No, I was just explaining to her that there are some things you’re better off doing alone. She said she always does it together with Jockl.” Lea nodded, “I know. But those are just harmless kids’ games, Jack. I’ve got Jockl under control — he’d never lay a hand on Agnes, not in a million years!” She smiled conspiratorially as her warm stream splashed into the water. “But tell me, Jack, didn’t you like how my little daughter worked your thick cock? I saw how your breathing quickened and how your dick stiffened in her little hand. You haven’t become a saint, have you?”

Lea was really shameless. She told Agnes to go ahead and do it right then and let Uncle Jack watch. She let Agnes rub her clit, her tongue tucked into the corner of her mouth, completely focused. Jack knew, of course, that even kids can masturbate — he’d just never seen it before. Now Agnes had pulled her nightgown up, her little finger dancing very quickly over her tiny clit, and less than five minutes later, she was ready. “Mom, it’s about to explode!” she cried, her body twitching and writhing in orgasm. Lea watched Jack’s reactions, looking at his face and at his cock, which had become rock-hard again while he watched. Lea grinned with great satisfaction. Agnes was gasping and pressing her hand against her pussy; gradually, the spasm subsided. Lea stood up — her wet pussy glistening in the light — and walked over to Jack. “See? She’s already a little woman, full of secrets and desire. And you… you’re standing there like a rock, your cock throbbing and ready to go. Don't tell me that it doesn't turn you on when a child twitches with such childlike lust and ecstasy.”

Lea unhooked her bra and let her panties slide to the floor, then she climbed into the shower stall with Jack. “Come on, Jack — you already showed me yesterday that you can cum really well. Now come here and fuck me — I want it, and I mean it.” Jack knew he didn’t even need to put up a half-hearted protest. He just looked down at little Agnes. Lea took his cock in her hand with a smile. “I never send Agnes away when we adults are doing it. She should feel free to learn and see how we have sex — relaxed, casual, and without any violence.” She guided his cock to her pussy; Jack thrust forward, and his cock soon filled her pussy. Oh, that felt so good, and Jack couldn’t help but think of Mom — her pussy was just as nice and invitingly warm as Lea’s. They found a shared rhythm pretty quickly, and both knew how important it was to be in sync when fucking. Agnes whispered: “Uncle Jack, someday I want to be a mom just like her — one who’s desired by so many nice guys and who has so much fun fucking. Unfortunately, Jockl isn’t allowed to fuck me yet to show me how wonderful it feels to get fucked in my pee-pee hole.”

Jack didn't have time to reply. He was fucking Lea slowly and pleasurably. "You're thinking about your mom, aren't you?" Lea whispered. Jack nodded without interruption. "Yes, she was the best. And I have such fond memories of our fucking, believe me." Lea nodded, "Yes, I can see it in your face, Jack." Jack continued fucking, panting. "She was so insistent that I had to fuck a lot of cunts. At first, it was her sisters, my nieces, and all my cousins. But then she let me fuck every one of her sex partners, every single one. And she lured all the shy, faithful, married neighbors into our bedroom, and I fucked them all, even though they cried and were nearly dying of shame, because they had rarely let anyone fuck them other than their boring husbands. Mom thought that only if I had fucked hundreds of cunts would I become a real man."

After they finished fucking, Lea picked up Agnes and held her in her arms. “And you, my little sparrow, did you like it?” Agnes nodded. “Yes, Mom. I think Uncle Jack’s really good at it, too. Your face was beaming, Mom, when he started his final push. I think Jockl’s absolutely right when he says that fucking is a really great thing and that a woman can feel a lot of pleasure from it, more than when she jerks herself off at night, Mom.” Lea kissed her daughter on the forehead; her breath still smelled of Jack’s. “You’re right, my little one. Fucking is the best feeling in the world. And Uncle Jack really gave it to me well today — his cum was so warm and plentiful, it’s still running out of my pussy.” She sat Agnes down on the sink, her hand sliding between the little girl’s thighs. “Do you want to feel how wet Mom got from fucking?” Agnes nodded eagerly, and Lea guided the little hand to her wet slit. “See? That’s the juice of a man who desires a woman. And one day, my sweetie, your body will react just like this when a man takes you.” Jack stood there, his cock slowly going soft again, watching the two of them. “Lea, that’s… unbelievable. You’re so open, so freely educating her. I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

Lea laughed softly. “Why hide something so beautiful? Agnes is learning early on what the body has to offer. She’ll grow up to be a woman who knows her desire and lives it out without shame.” Agnes’s fingers danced across Lea’s wet labia. “Mom, when I grow up, I want to have a wet pussy just like yours. Then lots of men can fuck me, and I’ll always be happy.” Lea nodded. “You will be, my dear. And I’ll teach you how to really please a man, how to make him cum, and how to pleasure yourself when there’s no man around to fuck you.” Jack’s cock twitched again at those words. “Lea, I… I think I could go again.” Lea turned to him, her eyes sparkling. “There you go, my dear. Then show us what you’ve still got. Maybe you’d like to show Agnes how to jerk off a cock properly until it cums?”

He shook his head. “I was thinking more of the doggy style, Lea!” Jack was overjoyed to be able to fuck Lea again after so many years. And her pussy was as tight as ever, even though she’d given birth to two children. Gradually, his body recognized Lea’s body again, and many memories came flooding back. Those had been wonderful times, about 15 years ago. Lea let him fuck her, beaming with joy, radiant with happiness; she had missed him just as much — her Jack. As if on cue, they came at the same time; her finger had waited patiently on her clit and had sprung into action at just the right moment. Lea tilted her face back, resting it on his shoulders. It was so wonderful! “Jack, I’ve missed you so much,” she gasped as her pussy clenched around his throbbing cock. “No one has ever fucked me like you do — no one.”

Agnes sat on the cold tile floor, her small hand still at her cleft, watching the two of them. Her mother, the most beautiful woman Agnes had ever seen, whose body undulated like a fish during sex, her peehole practically capturing Jack's fuck-rod, swallowing it and spitting it out again. And Uncle Jack, a beautiful little gnome with a hunchback and a hawk-like sharp nose, whose fuck-rod was as long as Agnes's forearm, far too big for his small body. His lips hung on her mother's as if he were kissing her constantly. Agnes's eyes shone; this sex was so beautiful, completely different from Jockl's sex with her, where he held her in a headlock like a panting St. Bernard doggy, thrusting his fuck-rod busily and hastily from behind into Mom's peehole. Yes, her mother always grinned mischievously when Jockl mounted her. But she hugged Uncle Jack like she hugged Papa; she must have loved him very much. Agnes took her thumb out of her mouth. "Mama, Uncle Jack, you look so beautiful when you do that! Can I learn that later, too?"

Lea stepped out of the shower and lifted Agnes onto her lap. “You know, sweetheart, we women can have sex with whoever we want. But only with someone we want — someone we love enough to let him have sex with us. If you don’t like someone and he has sex with you against your will, that’s rape, and you have to report him to the police. Look, 15 years ago, Dad always had to sleep over at his Aunt Mitzi’s bed because she wanted to have him making her more kids. And Daddy did give her three splendid boys, splendid boys for sure! And so I wouldn’t have to sleep alone, Daddy’s friend — that Uncle Jack — stayed with me, and he really took good care of me; I never had to rub my clit afterwards — that’s how well Jack could fuck me. And then Dad came back because Aunt Mitzi had had enough with three kids. And Jack went overseas, lived in the U.S. for 15 years, and is now taking a little vacation back home, he came to hug and cuddle and fuck me, which I grant him willingly. The important thing I wanted to tell you is that you should only fuck people you like — people you enjoy cuddling and snuggling with, and then fucking too, my dear. But it’ll be a few more years before that happens, my little sparrow!"

Agnes's watchful eyes rested on Jack's long fuck-rod. Now, after the fucking, it no longer stood erect like a guardsman's, but hung long and thick. The foreskin slowly slipped back over the red glans. Agnes put her thumb in her mouth. "And when I grow up, Mama, can Uncle Jack fuck me? Because I really like him a lot, and I'd love to cuddle and kiss him and let him fuck me with his big fuck-rod! Please, Mama!" Lea smiled gently, but it was Jack who answered the little girl. "Your father, Oskar, will fuck you as your First, it's an old custom and that's how it will be. After that, when I come to visit again, you can let me fuck you, little miss, it will be a lot of fun for both of us!"

Agnes could see how much her mom liked Uncle Jack. She kissed him, she caressed him, she playfully kissed the tip of his long cock. Agnes smiled; she had understood this lesson very well.

To have sex, you had to love each other. Cuddling, hugging, and kissing.

It was actually very simple.

Agnes was beaming because she had learned something important.