Blackout

She had cried half the night through when Jack didn't come home from his bike ride in the evening. The next day she was getting ready to go to the rural police station when she heard him roaring up, sweaty and beside himself with joy, he cycled one more lap of honor in the yard, then dismounted. She ran up to him, hugged and hugged him and kissed him on the mouth, cheeks and forehead. "My Jack, my Jack!" Not a word of reproach, not a scowl, just tears of joy that he was back, unharmed and as lively as ever.

"You're all sweaty, come on in!" she called, dragging him into the house. Although he resisted, she quickly took off his clothes while he babbled on about lighthouses and wondrous fairies. She undressed him completely, and there he was, her pride and joy. The most beautiful and finest cock she had ever seen. Wide and dark, the big guy stood out, half stiff, and winked at her. "Well, do you like?" Jack looked confused as she maneuvered him to the bed and reluctantly let himself fall backward. He fell silent as she quickly undressed and lay with him.

Jack didn't know what hit him and was visibly confused, but under her caresses and stroking all his doubts disappeared, his big friend stood up and demanded more. But when she made moves to guide him into her hole, Jack whispered, "No, please with your hand!". Disappointed, she lay down beside him and reached for him. It was not the first time she had masturbated him, and everything she knew about it she had copied from Jack. She had to masturbate him for a very long time until she felt that he was about ready. Quickly she straightened up, rubbed his cock faster, and let him squirt until he came to the end, exhausted. Then they lay still and silent next to each other, each thinking about his part of life.

She had loved him, from the first day of his life. His father, an unsteady preacher from the South, didn't stay long and Jack wasn't yet two when he disappeared, leaving her alone with the little one and her 33 years. She had fallen head over heels in love with the preacher, for she was not particularly pretty and at 30 still an untouched virgin, strange as that may sound. The preacher was her first and only man, he seduced the old maid and lost his humor only when she became pregnant. He was more intent on a carefree life at her expense, not a family life where she would bind and shackle and chain him. No, not with him! Although she was greatly irritated by his disappearance, she had her little Jack, loved him and cuddled him and raised him. Men did not interest her, not after this treacherous preacher. Briefly and dimly she remembered the beautiful moments, for example when he asked her to dance naked for him and she twisted and turned naked in front of him. She remembered how scared she was of his big cock the first time and how skillfully he calmed her down, whispered her into a kind of trance and then took her quickly and violently without her being afraid that her hymen had been broken. She remembered the wonderful pain she felt at being fucked, which became so intense that she almost lost consciousness with blissful pain.

When Jack was about five years old, she befriended a young nurse from the city who was vacationing here. Hesitantly and with great shyness, she allowed herself to be seduced by the lesbian woman, only beginning to grow up in her arms. Her friend was stunned when she confessed that she did not know what an orgasm was and how to masturbate. Gently and with great seriousness, her friend initiated her into everything. Never known feelings, boundless excitement and horny lust, she discovered all this at an age where others already stop. She was not sad when her friend left, but infinitely grateful, because now she had found what she had been missing so much. Once–twice a month she lay down in the bathtub for hours and enjoyed the delights she had discovered. Her life became calmer and brightened a bit; screw that preacher who had been good for nothing!

Little Jack was growing and so was his little cock. Smiling, she watched the little one's childish games, lying on her bed like a little frog, stroking his cock. Sometimes, smiling kindly, she sat with him and stroked the inside of his thighs and testicles, watching the childish hand curl around his cock. If nothing else, Preacher Jack had at least left him a decent cock. Summer was hot and they often spent whole afternoons naked on the bed. Later sometime, he might have been 8 or 9, he had apparently been tutored by his depraved friends, and she was somewhat puzzled when he tried to masturbate rather awkwardly long before he could squirt. She muttered something about fie and sin because her little one was losing the innocence of his play, but she let him try. She didn't know it, had never seen it, and knew only vaguely what was told about it in anecdotes and crude jokes. Nevertheless, she helped him discover it and demonstrated, pushing his foreskin over his glans with rhythmic movements until his little cock throbbed orgasmically, he couldn't squirt yet. He soon loved that she did it to him. Although after two weeks she released him to "independence" in masturbation, he kept asking her to do it for him. She had no objections, because that way he could experience orgasming the way he loved it.

Once, they were both sitting naked on the bed and he was once again trying to masturbate, he asked how it was with fucking. His comrades supposedly already knew well and he knew nothing. She enlightened him for the x–th time and explained how fucking goes. She showed him without shyness her jewels and what was for what, of course she skipped the chapter clit. He bent all the way over and looked at everything curiously, he was also allowed to touch her and feel everything. She guided his index finger into her vagina and explained the fuck part also practically with his finger. He promptly explained that he wanted to play fuck now.

She was speechless at first when he tried to insert his little cock into her vagina. She wiped aside her excitedly fluttering fears and helped him first to pull back the foreskin completely and then to penetrate with the glans first. The little guy humped away, she barely felt it, but he enjoyed it, and when he stopped, she felt the throb of his little cock as he orgasmed. From then on he wanted to "play fuck" all the time and she let the little berserker work his ass off whenever he wanted. After all, his little cock was still so small, he wasn't squirting and she brushed her concerns aside, this wasn't real fucking after all!

At about 11, he squirted for the first time while she masturbated him. He was amazed and delighted immensely when she explained everything to him. She laid out an old towel and told him he had to wipe his squirts off himself. He kept asking her to do it when he was already tired from masturbating so much, and she did it as often as he wanted. When she came home from shopping or work, he was already sitting on his bed masturbating. Usually she would undress and sit with him, watching the boy play with his cock and watching him gradually learn to squirt. She stroked the inside of his thighs, her hand slipping to his testicles and stroking them gently. Jack strained mightily and squirted, she felt his testicles contract and saw the semen shoot out of the small hole in his little glans, onto her large, heavy breasts. His semen was still clear and transparent at this time. She thought that this was not yet "real" semen. It would only take on its white, milky form in the time that followed. She felt hot excitement rising inside her as she felt the throbbing of the little cock with her fingertips. She smiled at him kindly and with pride, after that she never said anything about sin again and from now on was understanding when he masturbated whenever he felt like it.

Naturally, he wanted to play fuck again and again, and since he could squirt, she tried to distract him, and she often succeeded. For her conscience and the devils plagued her when she let him playfully fuck and squirt rapturously in her vagina. She tried to silence the conscience and the devils quickly, but sometimes he wanted to fuck and squirt all afternoon, one time after another, and she sometimes allowed it despite her guilty conscience. She appeased her conscience, saying it wasn't really fucking with the little cock, she felt almost nothing when the little cock fucked in her much too big vagina. In reality, she enjoyed it when he was so serious for his age and took to heart what she had told him. He pulled the foreskin back over the glans, spit on it, and rubbed the spit in so it wouldn't hurt her if it was too dry. He looked at her vagina with high concentration and pushed his little cock inside.

Then he put his face on her big breasts and began to thrust. She stroked his head and caressed his butt cheeks, very rarely stroking her clit, which he could not see. She orgasmed quite unobtrusively, suppressing her tremors and all twitching so he wouldn't notice while he thrust and throbbed. She was quite, quite sure that he never noticed her infrequent masturbation. Jack, however, the little rascal, always felt it, even if he couldn't see. Still, her conscience kept coming back with a vengeance and she distracted him, as often as she could, from the bang–game.

Long before his 12th birthday, his cock grew surprisingly and she was very ashamed, because the larger cock made her quite excited and horny. The bang–game had almost become real fucking and her guilty conscience left her no peace. More and more often she came in this game until very close to orgasm, and that, said her conscience, would then be real incest. That, God forbid, she really did not want!

Despite this, they continued to play the bang–game tirelessly, and she told herself each time that it would be the last time. She enjoyed it despite her remorse, sometimes they spent whole afternoons doing it and she admired his tireless virility. His cock grew daily, and one day, when she got really horny playing fuck x–th time and almost orgasmed, so that she had to go to the bathroom immediately to masturbate the horniness out of her body, she put an end to the fuck game. Jack didn't understand, but he complied.

When she bathed him, he bragged mightily about his cock and always masturbated. But the bigger he and his little cock got, the more she withdrew and felt what must have been natural shyness. Soon she overcame her shyness and masturbated him, conscientiously and rhythmically pulling the foreskin over the glans and making him squirt as often as he wanted. From now on, he always wanted to be masturbated by her in the bathroom as well, and since she didn't want to get wet all the time, she went to him naked as soon as he sat in the water. He groped her body while she did it to him, stroking and teasing her breasts and she enjoyed this stimulation, making it more and more delicate and exciting for him. Often he groped her pubis, and when he was already very horny, he played with her labia or clumsily fucked a little in her vagina with erratic fingers. She would never have admitted it, but she enjoyed it very much and opened wide and willingly to be fucked by his fingers. She often urged him to do it again after a break because she liked to let him touch her, everywhere. Sometimes she was so horny during his breaks that she would put his hand on her breasts or her pubic and let him stimulate her, making her squirm hornily while he felt her up. She wriggled until he stuck a finger in her vagina, but she didn't dare go any further and grabbed his cock to masturbate him.

She also loved a variation she came up with herself. He had to sit on the edge of the tub with his legs spread, and she sat across from him on the floor. She masturbated his glans right in front of her face and he begged her to let him cum in her mouth. She opened her mouth as if she was doing it, sometimes touching his glans with her lips or even her tongue while she masturbated him. But when he squirted, she would turn her face away and let his semen splash onto her breasts, where she would later rub it. This game she found insanely horny and she did it very often. Most of the time she became so horny that she immediately withdrew and masturbated afterwards. Unfortunately, this phase was over after a few months, he became 13.

At 13 his pubic hair sprouted, he no longer wanted to be bathed by her, he also no longer asked her to masturbate him. Between them slowly but steadily built up a hot, sultry mood, full of horniness and unfulfillable lust – that lasted until he was 16. On one of her lonely evenings she reflected on everything, her long time as an innocent girl, the intoxication she experienced in the arms of the preacher and his fine way of bringing her to climax with his thick cock. She openly admitted to herself that she was just addicted to Jack's masturbation, watching him horny and greedy because it was a kind of vicarious–climax. Last – and really last – she admitted to herself that she felt an ever‐increasing urge to show herself naked to him. I am a goddamn exhibitionist!

She gave in to her exhibitionist urges and only slept naked, often staying naked when she was in the apartment and secretly rejoicing in his reaction to her nudity. She even left the bathroom door unlocked when she spent the odd Sunday afternoon in voluptuous play in the bathtub. She probably noticed him spying through the crack in the door and then felt an uncanny pleasure in masturbating in the bath water and then posing naked in front of him. In the evenings she sometimes left the reading lamp burning and lay naked on her bed, knowing with carefully concealed horniness that he was looking at her and that this immediately made him compulsively masturbate.

Of course, it didn't escape her notice that Jack and Nina spent a lot of time in his room studying. As soon as she heard him lock the door, everything was clear. She quickly went into the guest room next to it, which mostly served as a storage closet, and pushed aside some of the wood paneling. The Venetian mirror, a one‐way mirror, had been installed by the late owner of the apartment, only she knew about it. She could watch them from very close without being seen herself.

The two really studied, for about three minutes. Then Jack led little Nina to the bed and quickly undressed her, then himself. She didn't want to believe that her 16–year old had gotten involved with a not even 13–year old who had no breasts or pubic hair, but alas, it was just that. The two masturbated together, and she had to admit, little Nina could do it like a world champion and masturbated quickly and skillfully. When Jack wanted her to, she would stretch her legs high in the air, spread her little pussy with both hands, and let Jack's seed squirt right up and into her cunt, then clean herself with a paper tissue. Jack's mother bent all the way over and looked at the little girl's vulva, all nice and childlike, the clit so small it was almost impossible to see. Soon Jack taught Nina how to masturbate him and the docile little girl was able to do it very soon. Jack often knelt in front of her cleft to watch her masturbate.

After about a week of masturbating together, with Jack pressing his glans directly into Nina's vaginal entrance to squirt it all in, the two talked for a long time about the real, proper fucking and Nina really wanted it too, but she was a little scared because it would hurt the first time. Jack soon managed to calm her down, take away her fear and convince her how great the real fucking was. He said that if she masturbated first, it wouldn't hurt very much. No sooner said than done. Nina was very excited, but she started masturbating obediently right away and Jack knelt between her legs and pressed the stiffy into her vagina all the way to the hymen. He waited until Nina opened her eyes wide and masturbated the clit really fast, "it's about to come, it's about to come!" she gasped and when her orgasm started, Jack pushed his monster all the way into Nina's vagina with one tug, tearing her hymen. He fucked Nina throughout her orgasm and then squirted in bursts as her orgasm subsided. When he pulled his cock out and she cleaned her vagina with a tissue, Nina said it only stung a very tiny bit, and bled only a little. And it was great, she said enthusiastically. Fifteen minutes later, they were fucking again. When they were done, Jack's mother left her watching post, but she spent the whole time there when Nina came to study.

From then on, they fucked all the time and Nina masturbated during his recovery breaks because she almost never orgasmed while getting fucked. But she needed it all the time, and Jack could fuck her as often as he wanted, so he almost didn't need the masturbating.

Vigorous with jealousy, Jack's mother watched their games, then almost passed out with envy every time they fucked, when Jack squirted with pleasure into the little girl's vagina. Her heart beat like mad when little Nina moistened Jack's big cock with spit on her fingertip and then inserted it full of greed in her cunt. When Jack then went into action and Nina almost passed out from lust, she felt more envy than lust. Only when Nina carefully pulled Jack's demon out of her and did it to him with her hand did she feel gloating. How clever of him to save it and let the stupid little brat masturbate him with pleasure, his seed belonged to her, not Nina! Lust, Gloat, horniness and jealousy were the godparents in her ever increasing desire to oust Nina and have Jack to herself. She never thought it through, but instinctively knew she wanted to fuck him instead of Nina. So when she thought it through, she made her decision. Fuck civic morality, fuck sin, fuck all mortal sins, I want it! I want to fuck Jack! Without Jack ever knowing, she had called Nina's mother, Nina stayed away, and Jack painfully felt the infamous semen jam as he could no longer fuck Nina.

Once she was actually asleep away and woke up to him kneeling next to her and stroking her butt. She looked up cautiously and saw that he was nimbly masturbating. She held still and continued to pretend to be sound asleep until he carefully guided his cock into her ass crease, squirted in her butt and went back to his bed. Now every night she hoped he would come back to her in bed and lay naked on her stomach. After all, her body was already a good 45 years old, her breasts oversized, heavy and hanging low. But she knew that apart from that she had a very pretty body with high sexual appeal, which was confirmed by many looks and compliments she received at work. Her butt was really worth seeing, there wasn't an ounce of fat on her narrow hips and thighs either, she knew that, that's why she mostly stayed in prone position and hid her breasts. She lay there evening after evening, baiting him with her naked body, not suspecting that afterwards it would never be the same again.

He was always very curious to see her naked. As often as he could, he would look at the slit under her ass fold, greedily gaze at the bulges of her labia, and the thick lump in his throat almost choked him when she moved and the dark hole between her labia was visible. He liked to look at her large, heavy breasts, though she tried to hide them. Her face was deeply furrowed by worry lines, but when he secretly watched her masturbating in the bathtub, her face was lit up radiantly as if by an inner sun and she appeared beautiful to him. Breathlessly he followed her movements and imagined that she was doing it like Nina.

He came back in the evening, cautiously crept up to her bed and made sure she was asleep. She pretended as best she could. He knelt beside her, palpated her buttocks, slid his fingertips through the crease, and felt the ridges of her labia. His fingers parted her pubis, the fingers slid into her vagina and he kept them inside her until he squirted. As always, he masturbated slowly, then got fast and furious, pushing his cock right into her ass as best he could. She winced slightly as his semen squirted inside her ass and into her cleft, but she ironcladly pretended to be fast asleep. He rubbed the seed all over her ass and vaginal cleft, then left as quietly as he had come.

Leaving the door of his room half open so that a bright strip of light fell on her bed, he crept up to her and looked at her inquiringly to see if she was asleep yet. She adjusted herself perfectly and lay on her stomach, presenting her beautiful buttocks. She noticed a change, as he was busy with school and homework all day and only got around to masturbating in the evening. So he quietly knelt behind her and masturbated greedily and quickly. She felt him press the tip of his glans firmly on her butt hole and squirt. It missed a lot, but she could feel his semen squirting into her ass. He paused only briefly and continued to masturbate. The second time he pushed his cock between her labia and squirted into her vaginal entrance.

He became more practiced every day, spread her butt hole with two fingers, pressed the glans on it and squirted his warm semen into her butt without anything going wrong. She didn't get horny from this, but it seemed to be fun for him, but he soon stopped. More exciting, on the other hand, was when his cock penetrated between her labia while he was masturbating, a little deeper every day. She felt his jerking fingers on her skin and the jerking cock in her vagina made her horny, but she didn't let on. Before squirting, he pulled his cock out to the glans, his hot jet spurting only into her vaginal entrance.

Mostly, though, he was so aroused that his cock stayed deep inside her when he squirted. Finally he did it right, penetrating deeply before squirting and then waiting motionless until it squirted. She increasingly enjoyed it, waiting for him to finally fuck her, but he didn't, holding back adamantly. Sometimes he would masturbate two or three times in a row, penetrating deep into her vagina before squirting, and waiting motionless until it squirted. She enjoyed it very much when she felt his squirting deep inside her, but she always pretended to be deeply asleep. When he was gone, she would lie awake for a long time masturbating away her horniness. This nice time ended quite abruptly after a few weeks.

One evening, it was the night before that darn bike ride, she couldn't help herself. When he came over and knelt behind her and masturbated, she pretended to wake up after a few minutes. He didn't dare touch her now, but he kept masturbating slowly, unable to stop. She was lolling and straddling herself right in front of him, she was doing everything she could to entice him, she even whispered "yes, fuck me!" but he didn't seem to hear. She kept sliding forward on her butt until his glans touched her cunt. She pulled her legs up and rocked back and forth, he stared down at her slightly open cunt and continued to masturbate. It almost drove her crazy that even though he was pressing his cock on her pussy and pubic bulges while masturbating, and its rhythmic movements were making her more and more horny, apparently he was only thinking about masturbating, not about more that lay tangibly close before him. Was their long‐ago fuck–play–ban still having an effect?

Jerkily, she spread her thighs wide apart until she had steered his cock right in front of her open cleft, then thrust herself toward him, as he still didn't understand. She quickly drove him into her, yes, she yelped in that brief flash of pain and fucked him, rotating her abdomen thrusting and fucking him! She almost had to scream, so good it did her, but at the same time this very pain caused a lust like she had not experienced in a long time. The stupid guy gawked puzzled and didn't move while she fucked him and needed half an eternity to finally make him squirt. Clearly she felt the hot jets in her womb, felt the twitching of his cock. She knew he wasn't done yet, because he knelt in front of her with his mouth half open, speechless and silent, while she carefully pulled his cock out.

She remained motionless for several minutes, but she felt the agonizing tension deep in her abdomen. Her cunt would not let her rest. She turned her back to him, fingers furtively groping for her clit. Stupid Jack stared at her ass and back, slowly rubbing his cock again. She hoped he wouldn't notice and caressed her clit, shamefacedly averted, even though she knew he already knew it from Nina. During the short, quick masturbation, she glanced anxiously over her shoulder at Jack, who, as usual, had put on a sort of grin while masturbating. She leaned forward as he rubbed his cock against her buttocks from behind, pressing it deep into her butt crack to squirt. She felt his warm semen and orgasmed for him only seconds, at the same time it irritated her that her abdomen treacherously quivered and twitched in the process, without her being able to suppress it.

But she really needed it again! Fuck it, let him see it! Now a certain indifference overcame her, she turned and sat facing him with her legs spread, looking him firmly in the eyes. After a playful beginning, she masturbated, letting her fingers race on her clit and two fingers pump deep in her vagina. It took a very long time for the orgasm to make her pelvis rage and her legs twitch convulsively and unrestrainedly.

She remained motionless, ashamed of the first time she had masturbated right in front of Jack. She was in a sad and depressed mood, although she kind of liked her boy's renewed jerking off – that was impressive vitality! Still, she began to cry as she thought again of her mortal sin. Jack's face had contorted into a grimace with effort, then the first drops splashed onto her, and Jack's hand flung a bit of semen onto her with every movement, soon she was covered from top to bottom with little splashes of semen. She cried long after Jack had gone to sleep in silence. And the next day he rode away on his bike, she had to think about her preacher's disappearance again, and she cried.

But now he was back. She brushed aside any thought of bourgeois taboos, did not listen to the poisonous whispers of conscience, and made him her lover. They never talked about the fact that they had committed incest. At first it bothered her that he liked it better with her hand and did him the favor. She was always proud and highly satisfied when he squirted, when the semen ran over her hand and Jack gasped and moaned with lust and satisfaction. Lust overcame her and she stuffed his cock into her vagina before squirting. He went in with great difficulty, then she made slow, deep movements and literally milked him as he squirted.

Then she let him rest for a few minutes and stroked him gently, sometimes dozing off. Later she slowly aroused him, caressing his nipples and inner thighs until his cock was stiff with arousal. Then she lay down on her back, ready for Jack, her lover and ready for the pain she needed so much. And Jack couldn't help it now, he was already highly aroused and wanted to fuck. The fucking lasted now, after he had already squirted once, very long and hurt at first, but just this pain brought her to the seventh heaven, just in the silent screaming pain she experienced the explosive orgasm that did not subside as long as he continued. Sometimes she would briefly lose consciousness and wake up a split second later when he had already spurted. She snuggled against him and caressed the cock that had so wonderfully satisfied her. Sometimes, when he stopped after her orgasm, she did him with her hand, gratefully and lovingly raining his seed on her body.

It didn't happen very often that Jack was the driving part. There he had to be already monkeywrenched, but then he demanded that she went on all fours and penetrated from behind. That didn't hurt so much and Jack was able to penetrate full length in the doggie position. However, the fucking that followed was so hard and so exciting that she had one orgasm after another and then really passed out. So she didn't notice that Jack was fucking her, the unconscious one, wildly and mercilessly. Unwaveringly his hands clawed around her hips, powerfully pulling or tearing at her and thrusting his cock deep inside, again and again. He didn't stop until he had spurted his guts out. He was very aggressive in these moments against the old woman whose still beautiful body excited him so much. He thought of Nina and he was angry because his mother had made him her love slave.

More and more often he demanded the doggy position, more and more often now she experienced true fireworks of orgasms, although she rarely really passed out. Sometimes, in the voluptuous half‐light, she thought of her lesbian lover who had given her similar pleasures with her tongue. Jack was torn by his aggression and the rush of power he felt at this brutal fucking. He mounted her from behind at least eight times that rainy weekend, but she did not pass out despite his savage fucking. Jack–s madness subsided after two weeks, he felt sorry for her, and he was ashamed to fuck her mercilessly in all her defenselessness.

She didn't understand his scruples, but she obeyed and did him again more often with her hand. Jack growled and purred, for he was quite satisfied with it and the dog act was forgotten. One day he was out with friends, then they ended up at one of them and put on records, drank a little too much and Susanne blew Peter. Jack had never seen that before and peeked his eyes out. When he got home excited, he told his mother in no uncertain terms and demanded that she do it to him too. He lied that she would have to swallow the semen at the end. She only knew the tongue games with her lesbian friend, but taking the cock in her mouth? She thought back and forth, but before she said yes, she wanted a deal: if she did him with her mouth, then he had to do the doggie number again, from behind, you know. He bit his lips and then said that's where she passed out sometimes, but she smiled lustfully and said, that's just why, so it's either the deal or no blowjob. She had to smile at that strange word. Jack didn't think twice and nodded.

Although they hadn't even had dinner yet, they made the attempt. Jack sat down on the sofa, pulled down his pants and waited. She knelt down in front of him and gently took his cock in her mouth, just as he had seen Susanne and Peter do. But no matter how hard she sucked, it didn't work. She took her hand to help and sucked him in between, then rubbed the tip really fast and hard. Although it disgusted her terribly, she kept his glans in her mouth while she continued masturbating him with her hand. She felt the squirt with her palate, in her throat, she kept pulling and sucking and had to swallow the nasty stuff because otherwise the deal wouldn't have been valid. Jack moaned and gasped with lust, whispering that this was the most wonderful thing of all. She sucked and sucked and gagged until nothing more came.

She quickly ran to the kitchen and vomited, but only the first time. Later she could swallow his semen without any problem and even started to enjoy it somehow, mainly because it became a power tool. Anyway, she vomited this time, then came back. Jack was still resting and watching her undress. She knew her body wasn't pretty anymore, but she undressed very slowly and lasciviously, stroking the prettier parts of her body trembling with arousal, because that excited him, she could see it on his cock. She could only half remember the number that followed, as Jack did his best to keep the deal.

In retrospect, she couldn't remember how it happened, but one day he found the letters from Irina, her lesbian friend. He literally got red ears as she told him the whole story bit by bit in a halting voice. He grumbled and wondered, but remained friendly, so it was not difficult for her to answer his curious questions and describe in detail even the most secret and embarrassing things. He asked if she would see Irina again when she came back in the summer, and she shrugged her shoulders, saying she didn't know yet. Then the months passed, summer came and Irina was suddenly at the door.

Jack took off, leaving the women alone. In the evening he went to his buddies and came home late at night, went to bed quietly and did not disturb the two sleeping. He was sad and felt left out, his mother felt it very clearly.

Irina was horrified at first when she made the suggestion to her. They were silent and discussed, they argued and were silent again. Jack's mother told her to go along with it, and she repeated several times that Jack and she really wanted to fuck Irina. Irina fought it off, she had never fucked a man before and was very afraid of it. Yes, it was true, she had often done handjobs and blowjobs when her date insistently demanded it, but she had fucked only with girls so far. Gradually Irina gave in, well okay, but she just wanted to watch. She definitely didn't want to fuck a man, even if it was such a dear boy as Jack. His mother insisted, he was very sensitive and could do it fantastically well, and so they met in a compromise. Irina wanted to see it, his mother was eager to fuck.

Evening after dinner, when they were already on their third or fourth glass of wine, she told Jack he could stay home tonight. Jack looked up in surprise, but she gave him an encouraging nod and winked. That's okay, she said, and Irina also said it was okay with her. Only Jack said nothing, for he had not been prepared for it. The evening continued with wine drinking, the women becoming lively and boisterous, kissing and caressing each other without restraint. They cuddled on the sofa and drank a lot, Jack still sitting at the table holding his glass of wine indecisively, he wasn't drinking yet. The women were undressing each other and that excited him a lot, there was no question about that, but how it was going to continue was not clear to him. Irina was much younger than his mother and had small, nice round breasts. Her pubic triangle was reddish because she had blonde hair, and her slender body seemed flawless to him. Jack got hornier and hornier as the women drank and cuddled together. He drank the wine in small sips and looked at Irina's cunt and pubic fold with growing horniness. In retrospect, he thought, without alcohol, none of this would have happened.

He sat down in the kitchen, he grumbled, and went behind the kitchen curtain. Through the gap he watched the women. They were cuddling more and more fiercely, touching each other's pubes and fondling each other's breasts. Jack remained quiet as a mouse, watching in fascination as the two masturbated each other. Irina reached out and touched his mom, grabbing between her labia and playing with her clit. It was new to him how Irina masturbated his mother: she rubbed the clit with one finger, rhythmically pushed the thumb of the other hand deep into the vagina. His mother got her orgasm pretty quickly and groaned and moaned with lust as Irina let her thumb race inside her for quite a long time. He saw her thumb in mother's vagina, and suddenly Jack felt something evil awaken inside him – he wanted to fuck Irina no matter what the cost! After a little pause, his mother in her turn masturbated Irina, but she only took her fingers to tease Irina's clit. It took longer than with her, then Irina started to tense up and because it was obviously not fast enough for her, she pushed her own thumb into her vagina through the hole in her hymen and fucked herself very hard with it while orgasming. Her smile twisted into a strained grin, she fucked herself furiously with her thumb and suddenly it was over. Then the two of them lay still and peaceful, recovering.

After some time they called to him to come to them. Trepidatious, but inwardly tense to the breaking point, he went to their bed and sat down at the edge. Now they were all three drinking, Jack getting a good buzz. Soon he was locked in their cuddling and bellowing, piece by piece they undressed him. When the last piece of clothing fell, Irina sat up. "Oh!" she said, and his mother nodded, "I told you, a real beauty!"

They cuddled and they cuddled all three of them, Irina touching Jack's cock as if by accident and feeling his erection curiously, then she withdrew her hand again. His mother took him in her hand and masturbated him. Irina watched with glittering eyes, the mother kneeling down and rubbing the tip of his cock intently and incredibly fast, but she let him go without letting him squirt. There was a long pause during which the two women cuddled together animatedly. His mother kept murmuring while cuddling that she wanted to fuck Irina.

"Come on," Jack's mother said after a while, "come to me! Do me, Irina wants to see us fuck!". She had to really seduce Jack, because he was very inhibited at first. It irritated him that Irina was watching them so curiously. Again they drank, and the alcohol seemed to make him indifferent too. For whatever reason, his mother now wanted an old fashioned fuck, she on her back, he on top. His mother was lying on her back with her legs spread, he was kneeling in front of her, and Irina was staring at his cock, which his mother was rubbing gently and making stiff. Irina felt as if his mother had a cock, which she now rubbed thoughtfully, and she rubbed it for a very long time until it seemed stiff enough for her, then she pulled him to her, slowly inserting his cock. Jack forgot about everything else around and slowly started fucking her. His mother quickly got into the swing of things, looking steadfastly over at Irina, who watched them spellbound. "Irina," she gasped, moaning, "we want to fuck you so bad, both of us!"

He fucked obediently as requested and looked at Irina, who to his surprise became horny very quickly and masturbated a bit while watching them and then closed her eyes to satisfy herself. Irina was still playing quite dreamily when he detached himself from his mother and quickly slid between Irina's thighs. She looked at him completely perplexed and cried out briefly when he grabbed her and cried loud like crazy when Jack was shredding her hymen mercilessly in an instant. Although she had no trouble at all taking his big cock inside her, she resisted, but he was very strong and thrust deep. Irina began to cry and stammered that she didn't want to be fucked! No! It felt wonderful in her tight but very soft and yielding vagina. Irina cried continuously and sobbed she didn't want to be fucked, wriggling to shake him off, but he held her ironclad and fucked away.

His mother had sat up and was feeling for Irina's clit. "See, what did I tell you, he fucks insanely well!" said his mother, who by now had sat down behind him and was now pressing her womb against his butt, joining him in fucking the weeping Irina. She reached forward and rubbed Irina's clit very lightly and gently. Irina felt the comforting fingers on her clit, but she was crying and sobbing because she was forced to fuck him. Jack thrust and thrust, his mother rubbing Irina's clit more and more insistently, using her abdomen to push Jack's butt, and with it his cock, deep inside Irina over and over again. Irina tore open her eyes crying, feeling that she was about to climax again, the irritation of the clit flooding her abruptly. Crying violently and sobbing, her eyes astonished and her mouth wide open, she orgasmed, jerking her head back and forth with a distorted grin as his mother rode Jack and Jack kept fucking, racing toward his own squirting. Irina was buffeted back and forth, in between howling that she didn't want to be fucked, that he shouldn't squirt, but Jack couldn't go back, his mother fucked him from behind and pushed him deep inside Irina. At the same time she stimulated Irina's clit so skillfully that she completely stopped crying and surrendered without resistance, because she realized that it was not Jack but his mother who was fucking her.

Jack's mother was the first to notice that he was coming to cum and she reached forward, grasped his cock and masturbated him energetically. Jack felt it rushing in and Irina cried out at his explosion and involuntarily opened wide her cunt as Jack came and his mother flung the semen into Irina's vagina, for it was she who was squirting and making it all squirt into Irina. Irina screamed crying for him to stop, "no, don't squirt!" With long strokes, his mother's iron grip kept running along his cock, loosening her grip briefly when she felt the twitching squirt and masturbating him further, pushing him deep into Irina's soft vagina to squirt. The squirting took a long time, and when he was done, Irina shrank into herself and sobbed, crying softly. She had not wanted to be fucked, and he should not have squirted into her. No! His mother calculated to Irina that she now had no days ready to conceive and could not get pregnant from Jack's semen. Irina stopped crying, and at the end of their discussion and after much alcohol, she gave in. They toasted each other for the x–th time and Irina happily elated said that fucking wasn't that bad ....

Irina drowned her sorrows in red wine and liquor in quantities, she smilingly stroked Jack's cock and said he could do it very well and he beamed with joy. For the next four days they practically stayed in bed. Irina didn't enjoy the mixed game until she was drunk and it was Jack's mother who now got her drunk all the time and kept dragging him into her, but Irina got her money's worth. Jack adored her in love because he thought she was beautiful. Once Jack's mother did it to him with her mouth, swallowing and choking down all the semen. Irina found it quite exciting. Afterwards, when Jack did the doggie number and Irina got off on the fact that his mother had passed out after she blacked out and Jack was fucking the fainted like a maniac, she masturbated along to his beat and orgasmed long before he had finished spurting.

Jack's mother was a little jealous at first, but then she thought that Irina would be leaving in a few days and she would have Jack to herself again. So her jealousy remained small and shrank all together when she was able to entice Irina to get drunk and then look with pride at her Jack mounting Irina again. Irina, for her part, loved to love and cuddle Jack's mother, usually proceeding with a greedy, quick licking of the women.

Of course, it wasn't easy for Irina to let Jack fuck her at first, but she was drunk all the time and usually let it pass unresponsively, because Jack's mother was always on hand when Jack mounted Irina. She caressed and cuddled Irina, while she proudly witnessed her darling Jack fucking Irina properly. Drunk Irina enjoyed cuddling with Jack's mother and was willing to let Jack inside her only because of her. She was always there when Jack started, her busy fingers prepared Irina the pleasure she lacked with Jack, and later, when she had already endured being fucked several times, it was always the busy fingers that made her horny and lustful, so that when she orgasmed she didn't even notice that Jack was squirting inside her, squirting his seed deep inside her.

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Jack mounted Irina wordlessly while she was drunk. She took his cock inside her completely calmly and almost indifferently, he was not too big for her or anything, but from fucking she did not get an orgasm. His mother tasted her, her gentle fingers first made her voluptuous and ready. She let him fuck her indifferently at first and calmly pulled out his cock before he squirted. Irina masturbated him very slowly with her hand and let him suffer for a long time, rotating in between with the tip of her thumb on his glans. Jack always straightened up and pushed his abdomen forward so that his cock was very close to Irina's face. She stared, open‐mouthed and mesmerized, at his glans and the hole from which it was about to spurt, and continued to rub it slowly until he squirted. The first jets of his semen hit her face and open mouth, then she aimed the cock at her breasts where it finished spurting. His mother immediately gave Irina a shot so she could wash down the semen from her mouth, and she spread the rest on her breasts. Jack became more and more skilled, and as he squirted, he very delicately held her head and gently pushed his glans into Irina's mouth. Irina continued to masturbate him and let everything, really everything, squirt into her mouth. The liquor was then right at hand and Irina washed the stuff down in one. Mostly she was still greedy and insanely horny after the fuck and the in–the–mouth–squirt and still made her special quick thumb fuck. Jack, for his part, was able to cuddle Irina uninterrupted, touching and caressing her all over and enjoying her youthful body. They didn't have to say anything, so when his cock came up again, Irina lay on her back with a blur and spread her thighs to willingly take Jack inside her. Afterwards she did it to Jack with her hand and willingly let him squirt deep into her mouth, there was always a glass of liquor to wash it down.

Irina was getting more and more aroused because of the alcohol while fucking by Jack's mother's fingers on her clit and she soon had trouble timing when she wanted to pull out his cock. More and more often she missed the moment, longer and longer Jack's monster stayed inside her and at some point she concentrated only on her own greed and horniness. Jack's mother brought her to orgasm with swirling fingers while Jack fucked her and squirted whenever it came. When she orgasmed, she spread herself like a frog, stretching her bent legs wide left and right and opening up, letting Jack's mother masturbate her clit without interruption, grinning with a contorted face when Jack and she climaxed, jerking wildly and squirting violently. She didn't need the thumb anymore, she had Jack. Jack's mother looked at the two of them and was proud of how well Jack was fucking her.

The days flew by, and Jack was very downcast when Irina left.

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