Anni

We sat on Evi's bed and smoked. I smoked along, because that was just part of the game, but I smoked without lungfuls, I had tried it and coughed that I almost choked. I was proud to have Evi as a girlfriend, she was two years older and already very experienced, she had even fucked before, but she didn't like to talk about it. I didn't understand most of her saying right away, what was she talking about? Clit, masturbating? I was at a loss. Evi stripped me and then herself naked and got a pocket mirror. Then she showed me my clit, my jewels and also hers. Her clit was a bit smaller than mine, but she grinned, "Size doesn't matter!"

She showed me my own hymen in the mirror and that I needed to take good care of it. To be a virgin has a high value in our society, she said. She parted her labia with her fingers and let me see deep into her hole. She was no longer a virgin, she had been robbed of her virginity, she said with pressed voice, and I asked no further. But that I was not yet masturbating at 15 was a shame! She has been doing it since she can remember. I had to lie on my back and spread my legs wide.

I winced when she touched my (new) clit. But after that it was fine, I felt the horniness creeping up my pussy by the minute. I clawed at her hand as I exploded. Evi was very pleased with me and hugged and kissed me in a very gay way. She did it to me twice more and I said I understood. I promised her I would do it myself at home. So I did.

Evi had put our secret in the chinese whispers and I was now invited to another girl one every afternoon. I remained passive and let myself masturbate to orgasm two or three times on the afternoon. Only very rarely did I let myself be tempted to masturbate the other girl, because I didn't like doing it. I let them masturbate me as many times as they wanted to bring me to orgasm, once even to five orgasms, but then I was totally exhausted. I suddenly "belonged", the girls showed me respect and appreciation like never before, they all were eager to "do me."

Annika took me to a furtive tryst, I had to learn something new. The three of us sat with Helmut in a hideout behind the gym halls. After a while Annika rummaged Helmut's cock out of his fly. I had never seen a dick before and looked that my eyes almost fell out of my head. Annika explained everything to me, the foreskin and the glans and so on. She only had to push around a little and the cock got really stiff. She masturbated him for a short time, then let him squirt on the asphalt. Helmut's cock immediately became soft again. Now Annika let me do it, I masturbated Helmut for quite a while until he squirted. I held the cock and felt the pulsating squirting.

Now I was in a higher club. I went to the hideout with three or four girls and we masturbated the fellows like an assembly line. The dicks were very different like the bosoms with us girls. Afterwards, I let one or more girls masturbate me on the spot and I got quickly used to it, that all the girls and boys were watching me impudently, when a girl masturbated me to orgasm in public. Mostly there were more girls who wanted to masturbate me, so I layed on my back and was masturbated, and to be honest, I liked it very much to be masturbated by a girl, even there in public. It wasn't as romantic as it used to be when I went to a girl's home with her.

We were really foolish chickens! For a while we sat without panties under the skirt in the last row of the school class and secretly played with our pussies or the pussy of our neighbor. Of course, we had to avoid a real orgasm, but we bragged madly in front of the other girls about all of it. Behind the gym halls I lay down with my legs wide apart, the girls knew I wanted to be masturbated in public. I was unashamedly shameless and really enjoyed being masturbated by my girlfriends, and I was the only one. But we were really crazy chickens and were always inventing something new. I was masturbated lying wide spread while at the same time others masturbated the boys. One made her victim's semen splash on my pussy and soon they were all doing it. Evi assured me that I couldn't get pregnant that way, especially since I didn't have my period then. The cocks squirted from steadily shorter distance upon my cunt and over the fingers masturbating me. Then the girls pressed the glans directly on my pussy while squirting and let the semen squirt in. There were loud yelps when he managed to squirt inside through the hole in my hymen. We were really pretty crazy chickens back then! — But it was new and I was inquisitive.

I sometimes observed Evi and the other bigger girls masturbating the boys in their mouths. I paid close attention, most spit out the semen, a few like Evi swallowed it. I asked her. The semen comes from inside the body, it is completely natural and not poisonous, you can swallow it without hesitation, Evi said, you just have to suppress the disgust at first. That was easy to understand. So I tried to take the cock in my mouth and masturbated it. It was very funny when he squirted in my mouth and at first I spit out the semen. But in time I swallowed it and now I had risen to the highest category. I was proud as a peacock.

Once Evi let her sweetheart fuck her behind the gym halls. It was the first time I saw real fucking, and since I was a good friend of Evi's, I was allowed to stay sitting next to her, when the others left. Evi lay down on the asphalt and directed with one hand his cock into her pussyhole. I bent down low to get a good look. He thrust in and out, for quite a while, then stopped all at once. He thrust his cock in hard a few times and then pulled out. His white semen leaked out of Evi's pussyhole. She scolded him, because he had promised before not to squirt inside. But after a moment Evi laughed again and had forgotten about it. When he was gone, I asked Evi if fucking does hurt, but she laughingly denied it. He should only hold out a bit longer, she said, then she would also come to an orgasm.

Evi became serious and then she told how it had come about that she was deflowered. Her mother had gone to visit relatives for several days and she was alone at home with her father. He let her sleep with him in the marital bed and let her come to bed naked, she was after all a big girl who could sleep naked! She had already been 13 and snuggled up to her father, it was a strange, beautiful feeling as their naked bodies touched. He questioned her in a whisper and she confessed that she gave handjobs or blowjobs to the boys at school. He was impressed and asked her to give him a handjob after all. She did it with a pounding heart, it was the first cock of a grown man that she masturbated with her little fist. It was a big, thick cock and she made him squirt high into the air. She continued to rub it firmly and made him cum jet after jet. He was impressed and praised her that she turned all red with pride. Could she already masturbate herself?, he wanted to know. She admitted it shyly and he wanted to see it right away. She was terribly embarrassed because one only did it alone and secretly, but he bent over her and watched her masturbate. Her orgasm was restrained and she calmed down, but he had gotten a hard‐on while watching her and lay on top of her. He pushed her legs apart to her amazement and thrust hard inside. She winced only briefly; it wasn't as painful as everyone said. She cried silently and he fucked her for a very long time, then jerkily squirted into her. He hugged and comforted her, she was a real woman now, his little wife. She was rather depressed because he kept fucking her secretly for the next few years, and she learned quickly how to get an orgasm at fucking. Secretly, because her mother mustn't know it. She was so sad about it, because the previously beautiful relationship with her mother was disturbed by the secret. I hugged my great girlfriend, I felt very sorry for her!

Every night I masturbated myself gently to orgasm, because at that time I masturbated only very lightly and gently and not as hard and as wildly as today, until I fell asleep. I discovered only after months that my mother was spying through the crack in the door. At first I was uncomfortable, but I was already so used to the others watching me behind the gym when I let the girls masturbate me publicly that I didn't care. Until then I never spied on her, although I heard their fucking every night when my father went to bed. He fucked Trixi at the same time every night, shoveling loudly and roaring as he cummed. Trixi would sometimes scold him very loudly that he was finishing way too fast, but he never said anything in response. I would sometimes sneak to the stairs when they left the door open and spied curiously. There wasn't much to see, Ben's fat ass bobbing up and down. They always fucked twice, sometimes three times in a row. Trixi spread her legs wide and guided his cock into her vagina with one hand. I could see very clearly his thick cock thrusting in and out of her hole the second time, she masturbated very quickly during the second fucking and always came to orgasm long before he did squirt inside. Most of the time she kept masturbating and if she wasn't done yet, he had to fuck her a third time, although it was obviously hard for him. If he couldn't do a third time, he would troll off to the side and let her continue masturbating on her own. He then awkwardly groped her pussy as she twitched and wriggled in orgasm. She often continued masturbating even after he fell asleep. After fucking, she spread her legs and wiped the semen off with a paper tissue. I always spied, as they usually fucked with the door open and in the glow of the bedside lamp. ‐ That was it.

Ben, my stepfather, had to go to jail for a week because of drunk driving, he wasn't allowed to drive his cab anymore and lost his job. He sat in front of the TV all day and drank. In the evening he was drunk as a skunk and my mother wouldn't let the drunkyard fuck her anymore. Mostly he masturbated in front of the TV when I came home at noon and he wasn't embarrassed one bit, the bastard, when I curiously stood still until he was finished. Usually he started masturbating only when I came home and grinned idiotically at me, because I stupid curious goose stopped and watched him as he pulled his cock out of the fly. Breathless with excitement, I watched as he gleefully pushed back his foreskin and began to masturbate. My heart pounded in my throat the more excited he masturbated and I actually held my breath as he squirted high. This was something much more animalistic than the little boys I had seen cum. I held my breath until he was done.

And one day he beckoned me to come closer. I was quite stupid and inexperienced and stepped next to him unsuspectingly. He grabbed my hand and pressed it down on his cock. His look told me everything. I sat down next to him and rubbed his big fat cock, I masturbated him conscientiously and made him squirt. I had to stay seated and masturbate him again after a break. I had a real, grown‐up man's cock in my little hand, with a big, thick glans from which I let the semen spurt out in rich, powerful jets! A strange pride filled me when I grabbed his cock and pulled his foreskin all the way back. I stared at the huge glans protruding from my little fist like a swollen peach. This big man's cock was much more enormous than the tender, slender boy's cocks I had rubbed so far! I was proud and excited that I was allowed to masturbate him and rubbed it with all my powers. I stared at the little hole in the glans when his semen shot out in solid, bright jets. It sent me into a little rush of power — all I had to do was yank back forcibly his foreskin at the right moment and another jet shot out of the little hole! I was proud of myself, I had done it damn well! He grunted with satisfaction and let me start over after a few minutes, and I never thought it was something wrong.

He put a really hard porn movie in the recorder. He grinned impudently, because the film excited and aroused me visibly. He grabbed under my skirt on my clit, but when he tried to put a finger inside, I immediately withdrew successfully, he immediately understood that. He was incredibly inept at exciting my clit, though I willingly straddled and pressed my clit onto his fingers. At best, he only managed to make my thighs tremble with horniness, the orgasm I had to make myself right afterwards in my bedroom. Every day I had to masturbate him and let him squirt two or three times, only then he was satisfied and let me go. When I got really horny during the porn movie, I masturbated really fast and he grinned slyly when I came to orgasm. I masturbated completely unashamedly in front of him and I didn't care that he watched me horny and greedy. He sometimes mumbled that he wanted to fuck me, but I never took it seriously. This went on for many weeks. This went on for many weeks.

One evening — Trixi drove the night shift and I had already gone to bed and was masturbating with fine fantasizing — there he stomped up the stairs and entered my room. He grinned idiotically all over his face when he saw me masturbating. I was snapped out of my dreamy fantasizing when he plumped down beside me. The bastard reeked of booze. I was frozen to the spot. He tore my pajama pants, which I had pushed down over my knees to masturbate, ripped them off my legs and grabbed my pussy with rough fingers. His saliva drooled from the corner of his mouth as he roughly tore my rubbing finger from my clit and finally got to my clit with his clumsy fingers. After all, I was almost in orgasm when he assaulted me and he only had to press my clit firmly a few times and my orgasm came completely unexpectedly at the same moment, when he laid heavily on top of me. I was really frozen in my shaking orgasm and couldn't make a sound even though I wanted to scream. He pushed my legs apart and penetrated me with a firm jerk, right in the midst of my violently orgasming, twitching vagina.

I felt only one sharp sting and thought that he had just deflowered me, the damn bastard! Something ran warmly down my thighs. He thrust and thrust tirelessly for a few minutes in my pussy which was still trembling and orgasming from just before. I was wriggling with rising horniness, that rose again in my pussy so shortly after the previous orgasm. My thighs trembled with devilish desire for the next orgasm as absurdly that may sound. But that stopped abruptly when I felt him squirt deep inside me. Grunting, he fell to the side and there was complete silence for long minutes.

He grabbed my hand and put it roughly on his semi‐stiffy. He ruled me roughly that I had to rub him, immediately! I was mute and rigid with shock and obeyed frightened. I masturbated him until his cock was stiff all over again and he freed himself. He lay on top of me, pushed my legs apart and penetrated me instantly with a single jerk. I was crying silently, I don't know why. This second time he fucked me much longer and it hurt a little bit, but it didn't excite me a bit. He propped himself up and squirted loudly roaring like he did with mother. Groaning, he stood up, kicked my pajama bottoms to the side and stomped downstairs.

I sat up and pulled my legs up. I howled, because he had fucked me without asking me first. That hurt me the most, and also that I was now no longer a virgin. I must have cried for hours until Trixi came home. Of course she knew immediately what was going on as she washed the dried blood from my inner thighs and my pussy. I howled that Ben had fucked me. Raped, she corrected me with a petrified expression. Then she went downstairs to Ben and I heard her roar. I crept to the stairs, down to the bedroom door.

Trixi was yelling like she was out of her mind. She ripped off her clothes and tore at him until he was bent over her. She yelled at him to fuck her right now, on the spot! I have never seen Trixi, my mother, shriek and roar like that. He squirted almost instantly and she angrily pushed him aside when he grinned and said, now everything is good again, isn't it? While she was getting dressed again, she yelled that he must leave the house right away and never come back or she would have the police lock him up! She caught sight of me and shooed me upstairs to my room.

I didn't understand why she had let the bastard fuck her. She didn't answer right away, we listened silently, hearing Ben walk away and slamming the door. She said he would never come back. She searched for words. She might have wanted to show him that he had to fuck her and not her innocent child. It was a thin explanation, but I didn't probe further. The other day she called the Women's Aid office and one of the staff ladies accompanied us to the police. I had to undress in front of a female doctor and she examined my pussy. Was it bad, the nice doctor asked, and I said the deflowering just made a violent prick, but the fucking didn't hurt at all. She looked at me dumbfounded as I continued that I rubbed him stiff again so he could fuck me again for the second time. And that didn't hurt either, in fact it was pleasurable, except he squirted way too soon. The doctor grinned rather sourly and gave me a light slap on the butt, "you can get dressed again!" So my stepfather Ben was put out on the wanted list, but they never caught him.

My mother Trixi stayed at home with me for a week. She took touching care of me and I felt that the rape affected her much more than me. Yes, I had been deflowered, but it had to happen sometime anyway. I had a rage in my stomach and sometimes thought I could never fuck a man again, but it was only temporary, I realized. And, amazingly, it was my mother's confessions that gradually reconciled me to fucking.

She actually told what a hot chick she was before I was born. My biological father Karl, who I've seen already a few times, had gotten her to fuck with all his buddies at the ominous "gentlemen's evening". Trixi described how she was scared and embarrassed at first. How she gradually got used to getting fucked probably a dozen times in one evening. How it turned her on to show herself naked and frivolous to his friends. She played with her labia and clit while fucking, but without masturbating, because she never masturbated in front of his friends. Most of all, she liked to fuck riding the boys cock with her back to him, she looked into the greedy or horny faces of the others, spread her legs wide apart and played horny with her clit, now mostly to orgasm.

How she wanted to be fucked more and more, wondering doubtfully if she had in fact become a hooker? During the pregnancy she let the boys come to her, usually there were 4 or 5 at the same time in her girl's bedroom. She let herself be fucked by one after the other and got horny at the horniness of the other spectators. And at night she masturbated until she dropped, Trixi said, until her clit was sore. The more she fucked, the more satisfied she was with herself. But she was inexorably losing her Karl, my father.

I hadn't masturbated all week. On the one hand, the rape still bothered me a lot, but on the other hand, Trixi slept with me that week and we both slept naked, because I was no longer a little girl sleeping in my pajamas. But Sunday night the horniness came over me with all its might. Trixi was already fast asleep and I fantasized about her wild gentlemen's evenings. I masturbated gently and carefully at first, Trixi didn't wake up thank god. I happened to put accidently an outstretched leg on her pussy and noticed how she rubbed her clit on my leg. Or, actually, how my leg was rubbing on her clit. She was fast asleep and her body soon began to shake all over. I rubbed my leg intentionally over her clit while masturbating and it made me pretty horny that her body responded well and was shaking. At some point I fell asleep.

For months I did neither handjobs nor blowjobs, I completely withdrew and during this time I only masturbated after going to bed, until I got tired. Gradually I took one or the other girlfriend home for a sleepover, and I slowly freed myself up inside. We masturbated each other and made lesbian love. Amazingly many could fuck clit‐on‐clit and I enjoyed this technique very much, which made me orgasm jubilantly. Trixi had allowed me to bring lads as well if I promised to use condoms. But it took months before I got the desire to fuck boys. I wasn't in love with the guys of course, I just wanted them to fuck me and made no secret of it. I actually found a few who could fuck very well and brought me to orgasm, but there weren't many. I never thought about Ben or the rape again.

Trixi brought Karl home more and more often now. He spent a lot of time with me, we could debate everything. He is a very well‐read and educated person, although he is "only" a cab driver. We talk a lot about sexuality, he doesn't have blinders on like Ben. Although I have the impression that Trixi wants to conquer him again, he talks frankly and without shyness about his wife, who has become a real lesbian and who brings him pretty young girls home to fuck. He likes very much to fuck with so many different girls, he admitted that quite openly. He let me ask him without resistance how his love life with lesbian women is in detail. Only rarely they were virgins who gave themselves to him shyly and girlishly under the pressure of Ilse and after a long hesitation let themselves be deflowered and then fucked. Those were the rare, beautiful acts that stayed with him for a long time. The others who had already been deflowered hesitated at first just the same like the virgins and only gave in under the pressure of Ilse. But he was always gentle and understanding and gave them time. He loved their shyness and girlishness, this was not fucking as usual, bang‐boom! Karl described these acts so beautifully that it warmed my heart and my pussy. — Only on the subject of Trixi he gets tight‐lipped, I quickly got that.

I've blossomed since Karl came to live with us. He spends the afternoons with me, he is very educated and insanely smart, although he is "only" a cab driver and we discuss about God and the world. But my favorite thing is to talk about sex and he talks to me like an adult. He exudes a beguiling sex appeal and our afternoons are brimming hot with sex. At first, I had a hard time masturbating in his presence. I did it under my pants and looked at him very shame‐filled afterwards, but he confidently took away my fear and shyness with his smile. He always blinked under his eyelids at me, because at first I did not dare to take off my pants. I just pushed my pants and underpants to the side to expose my labia and clit. Trixi brought us lemonade and stopped to watch me playing as well. I was initially afraid she would be against it, but she smiled approvingly, which encouraged me. I finally took off my underpants and panties completely, because neither Karl nor Trixi objected, on the contrary. After all, I really love it when someone watches me masturbate, whether it's Trixi or him.

Naturally, I provided myself only small orgasms in the afternoon, I always saved the big one until bedtime. I soon realized how much I could excite him sexually when I told him about sex with my girlfriends or sex in the swimming pool. There he always secretly reached into his pants pocket, rubbed his dick and secretly squirted in his pants. That's when I started giving him a blowjob, despite his initial reluctance. He mumbled happily that he had never had such great blowjobs, which made me proud and spurred me on.

I went even further, as Trixi just smiled and encouraged me. I pulled his pants all the way down, sat naked on his thighs and inserted his glans all the way into my pussy hole, the whole glans! Then I masturbated his cock with my fist, and when he started to squirt, I pushed his whole cock inside so that I could only masturbate him with two fingers until he squirted. I completely ignored his lame objections while Trixi smiled at me appreciatively and silently gave her okay. I saw it in his face and felt how much he liked to squirt all the way deep inside me. Mostly I kept his cock half inside after that and kept masturbating him. Trixi grinned happily and left when he had squirted inside me. I thought nothing of his stupid complaints, I told him point blank that I didn't give a shit about incest! Almost all my girlfriends were fucking their brothers, many their father, so what now? Nobody took the incest taboo seriously in real life, so fuck it! Secretly I had already decided to fuck him, to fuck him in reality! I'm actually just waiting for the right opportunity.

I once talked with Trixi about it, of course only hypothetically. She said she had nothing against it, because all my girlfriends did it too, she knew that exactly. For her it was only important that it came from me and not from Karl (she had stopped talking hypothetically long ago). I had to listen to myself, to my own feelings and sensations, I had to really want it and allow it myself. I breathed a sigh of relief, her opinion was very important to me and now I had a clear path! I was now determined to fuck him at the first opportunity!

And the opportunity came, much faster than I thought. I had pulled his pants all the way down and sat naked on his thighs as usual, this way a good position to be masturbated. I hugged him and spread my legs wide. He masturbated me as great as hardly anyone. I pressed my lips on his neck so as not to cry out in orgasm, although no one would have heard us, Trixi was on duty. He continued to masturbate me with feather‐light fingertips, prolonging my orgasm by long, long seconds. I calmed down and immediately felt his stiff cock pressing against my pussy. Usually I would kneel down and give him a blowjob, but now I grabbed his cock and shoved it into my pussy hole in a flash. He froze as I began to ride him. I didn't hear his babbling, I concentrated on fucking him fast and hard. It took an eternity, then he had to squirt and I felt him squirt into me, jet after jet. He was stunned. He lamented. He did not admit that he had enjoyed it very much. I stuck my tongue out at him cheekily, I did it, I fucked him! I fucked him every day now and put a condom on him, he didn't want to impregnate me, okay.

Trixi asked one day if I still really wanted to fuck him? I never knew what the two talked to each other at night, but I nodded vigorously, of course I would like to fuck with him, sure! Trixi explained to me now long and wide that she wanted to surprise him tonight and she would call me down, after going to bed. And I should fuck him very fine, she said and now described in detail what I had to do. But it was a surprise, so not a word about it! We talked for a while longer and I wanted to know above all if it was okay for her, if she felt no jealousy? But it was soon clear to me that she wanted it really that way. After dinner, I took another quick shower and waited in bed for Trixi's call. I masturbated twice in quick succession and was very excited when she called me. I slipped into bed with them and Trixi pushed me towards Karl. It was a beautiful and great fucking. Since then I lie in bed with them every night and first it's Trixi's turn, then mine. — I am happy all around.

I am now in the final class and have a steady boyfriend for the first time, Achim. He is a smart and calm guy, and when we fuck once a week, he regularly brings me to orgasm. We discuss a lot about whether we want to study together. We could make up the storeroom next to my room and then we would each have a room to ourselves.

But I haven't talked to him about that yet, it's too early. Trixi had once mentioned that she did not yet belong to Karl completely and she of course loved to fuck with others who could fuck her well. I kept my mouth shut, although I felt the same way. Since Achim came only once a week to stay over, I called on the other days those who had fucked me well in the past and let them fuck me really well, honestly said, we fucked our brains out. Of course I had a guilty conscience towards Achim, but I didn't promise him anything so far. Maybe I also had a guilty conscience because I was a bit of a hooker just like my mother.