Monika and the Thing with Alice

After being seduced by the old Weber, he indulged in the new vice as often as he was alone and undisturbed, forgive us poor sinners, Amen! In the fantasies he had while doing so, Monika, the old Weber and the beautiful aunt Lila danced a mad dance; Mother of God, help us poor sinners, Amen! The dark and obscure hints in the religion lessons he could now why God and nature were so contradictory, when the One is supposed to have created everything else? Why the other behaved in such a way, turned openly against the One?

Probably he, Mrs. Weber, and perhaps even his dearly beloved Lila were among those who served the Damned; but his family, his sister were clean and pure; no, they did no such thing! Contrite, his lust ended in desperate prayers and desperate pleas for the Saints to forgive his carnality.

When Aunt Lila came to visit, Pico's room was prepared for her, and since Pico was already too old to sleep with his mother, he slept in the room of his sister Monika, whom, by the way, he thought for a long time was completely innocent. Once, when he had come to her room, she was lying in bed with her head red, sweaty and panting, but he thought nothing of it. Nor did he think anything when once, on entering, he just saw her lying naked under the covers on her stomach, pressing her abdomen rotating against the mattress — as soon as he came in, she immediately stopped and remained lying with eyes closed. As said, he didn't think anything of it, he thought his sister was an innocent angel, after all she had no cock to wank, like him, the depraved subject. Often, however, he would see St. Theresa lying in bed instead of her, and he would cast down his eyes in shame, forgive us poor sinners, Amen! — Only after his experience with Mrs. Weber was his belief in her innocence shaken.

Aunt Lila now stayed with them for a long time, so Pico slept in Monika's room all the time. One morning he woke up he woke up very early and saw her lying there. The thin sheet of that hot night had been almost entirely pulled aside, one hand was on her chest, her legs were slightly open and one knee bent, she was sleeping deeply and peacefully. He could see between the sparse pubic hairs indistinctly and dimly see the small gap of her cunt between her legs and immediately became horny. Soon the horniness prevailed over the fear of being caught, he quietly flipped back his sheet and quietly jerked away. While he squirted high into the air he stared over at her slit and held his breath. Then he closed his eyes, prayed long and hard for forgiveness, and lay there exhausted.

One morning he was awakened by a soft sound. Pico opened his eyelids a crack and saw her pressing a hand between her tightly clenched thighs, jerking her pelvis wildly back and forth, gasping intermittently, although she was trying very hard to be silent and not to not to wake him. She kept her eyes tightly closed as she continued to thrust her pelvis against her hand in a thrusting manner. For a long time Pico watched her and felt his cock begin to throb, very quietly and carefully he rubbed his cock under the blanket. Immediately he remembered the stories of the old Weber. Lila, Mrs. Weber — and now Monika!

She quickly thrust her hand between her thighs a couple of times, spread them and let the hand circle frantically on the mons pubis, only to immediately slam her thighs together again and contort her face into a wild, excited grimace. Pico didn't know how long she had been doing her orgy now, but now he couldn't stand it anymore with horniness, he didn't care if she saw him or not and flipped back his sheet, spread his legs and squirted high in the air, the semen slapped his belly and Pico jerked and jerked with his eyes closed until nothing more came. When Pico slowly opened his eyes again, he saw that Monika was also lying there panting, covering herself with the sheet and looking at him from wide eyes. Pico got a red head and pulled the sheet in front of his face as well, ashamed.

Monika and he had never talked about it until now; their mother had impressed upon them that one did not talk about such things. Pico suspected that she had often watched him masturbate, but only now protested because she saw herself caught. Moreover, this protest was completely dishonest, because the very next evening she pretended to be asleep, but bent her legs and spread them slightly. Completely by accident, of course. Pico was still having second thoughts, but when he assumed she was fast asleep, he jerked off firmly, letting it squirt pleasantly high.

Once or twice this was repeated, and Pico soon discovered that after that Monika was just waiting until he was fast asleep to masturbate. So he devised a strategy to fake sleep; now he could sometimes watch Monika quietly and secretly playing her games. He felt it unfair that she in turn provoked him and more or less blatantly watched his eruption; on the other hand, she somehow excluded him because she herself only masturbated secretly. But he was far too afraid of the unknown, of women in general, to approach her outright about it.

It was also at this time that Aunt Lila began to bathe and masturbate him properly, and that Monika burst into the bathroom while his mother was bathing him and rubbing his cock with great practice. Monika, of course, interrogated him afterward through the teeth, and what he obviously concealed she fabulated aloud, musing on it, until she knew everything, or almost everything. Pico tried to defend himself, saying that he also knew something about Mrs. Weber, the crazy old woman. At first Monika didn't hear this little side sentence, but then she asked him what he knew that was so important. Pico was silent at first, then he told what old Weber had told him. Monika was at first angry, then she grinned and said, so what, there's probably nothing to it.

Anyway, that gave their secrecy a new kick. Monika teased him and challenged him openly. But Pico was much too frightened and too accomplished to react, felt agonizing fear because Monika now knew everything, and Monika was obviously annoyed at the failure of her lure. Following a sudden impulse, she slid out of her bed with a catlike movement and sat down at the end of his bed. He froze as she straddled his bed and looked at him unblinkingly. His freeze did not dissolve even when Monika hesitantly and still a little uncertainly ran a hand under the sheet along his leg and felt his cock, his balls. While he still did not respond, she pushed her thin shirt up to her belly button and slowly pulled the shirt off her body.

Naked Monika whispered that she had heard everything and opened her thighs a little. Pico looked at her cleft in the dim light and choked on the lump that was in his throat, feeling his loins begin to burn. She went on whispering that she had seen him do it in front of his mother in the bathroom and the mother was rubbing his cock and making him squirt. Monika tugged a little on her labia. Once, she whispered further, she had watched him and Aunt Lila bathe through the crack in the little window and stroked her fingertips over his cock inquiringly. Then Monika giggled that she had watched her mother a few times when she retreated to the bedroom to masturbate after bathing him and masturbating him to squirt. Pico suddenly saw these images in front of him and now his cock became so urgently stiff that he secretly jerked off while she continued to tell. No, Pico breathed dully, that mustn't be, not my mother! Yes, whispered Monika, I'm really not lying! Then she continued whispering, telling everything in such detail that Pico had to believe it. A strange, feverish power had taken possession of him, urging him to masturbate without regard for his surroundings. Pico jerked off like a man possessed, and Monika kept talking while she curiously watched him jerk off. She realized abruptly how much Pico was turned on by this story. Now she told everything as it was.

How the mother, after she had bathed Pico and he had jerked off in the process, did it, in the bedroom, on the bed. Pico almost cried out, so wildly he had to jerk off while he squirted in a fountain. As Monika could watch them through the crack in the window from the living room. Pico's loins were on fire and he whispered, no, not our mother! Yes she was, Monika said, I was only 9 or 10 at the time, that's when I first saw it at all, when Aunt Lila was visiting and I slept with my mother. She thought I was already asleep when she came back from her observation post, but I was still awake and saw everything as she did it. Since then, I've been secretly doing it too. I swear it's the truth!

Pico's heart was pounding furiously, he shook his head in denial and kept silent. His cock was still semi‐stiff, and as he listened to her, he became horny again and continued to stroke himself. Then Monika whispered that later her mother had surprised her a couple of times at that, but with time she, Monika, didn't care anymore. Pico began to get stiff again and masturbated; by now he didn't care that Monika was looking at him. Monika wanted to make him horny again and continued in a hoarse whisper: once she even got the devil to ride her, she did it openly before her mother when she came to bed. How did she do it then, Pico pressed out between his teeth, while he continued to jerk violently. She pulled back the covers back and straddled her thighs wide, and then she did it, Monika told him, waiting anxiously to see if Pico squirted again. Her mother looked confused and desperate and didn't know where to look, but she didn't say anything and watched only. Monika now spread her thighs and pretended to play with her clit; that's how I did it, she giggled, and whispered that later she did it again and again on purpose to excite the mother. Pico jerked off wildly, but he couldn't squirt anymore and stopped.

The mother only pretends to be so pious, especially in front of other people, whispered Monika, feeling Pico's cock. She was bent on watching Aunt Lila and her lovers and doing it herself the same time; mendacious that was, yes really, and a fair amount of genuine indignation and contempt resonated in her voice. Pico crowded his cock in her hand because he was getting hornier and hornier. It was not unselfish for the mother to bathe Pico and make him squirt, she whispered. Or, if she allowed it to produce itself in front of her mother to excite her, whispered Monika in a quivering voice, as if only today she understood the deeper meaning of her own words. Pico squirmed sickly with excitement, rubbing his cock in Monika's hand.

Monika watched sometimes kind of haughty and satisfied as he struggled with himself, smiling as she continued to play with her cleft and rubbed the clit a little. She continued to quietly whisper little secrets, which excited him a lot. The best way she could get him excited was by describing meticulously, down to the smallest detail, how the mother masturbated; of course, Monika soon proceeded to make up just about everything freely and to embellish. He squirmed as Monika let go of her clit and pulled her labia apart with her fingers.

Monika reached for him and weighed his cock in her hand with satisfaction, then said that it needed to grow a bit more, then she wanted to try it once. Obediently he masturbated and looked as if hypnotized in the dim light at her cleft and clit. He didn't dare touch it and stared at Monika with calf eyes as she continued to tug at herself. He guessed that this was to excite him, not her. Later, she held his cock tightly, rubbed her clit, and kept talking, and Pico got hornier the more she talked, and the more she talked, the hornier he got, grinding his hard‐on impatiently in her hand.

Pico did not know then how the mechanisms of power worked, did not know why he was fearful and lascivious at the same time the moment eagerly awaited the moment, until Monika fell silent and masturbated him completely absorbed. "Faster, harder!" he gasped, and Monika's long hair fell on his balls and tickled him. It took a hell of a long time this time, and her thighs and pubic cleft tightened as she straddled him, rubbing him firmly and vigorously. A couple of times she had to stop and take the other hand, but then she grinned at him with a distorted face as he squirted, tormented and yet somehow liberated. Almost nothing came, but she smiled contentedly and finally let him sleep.

The next time Pico knew from the start how it would go on. Monika practiced her new position of power, and no sooner had they gone to bed than Monika slipped under the covers with him, stripped off her nightgown and lay provocatively next to him. He enjoyed her gentle rubbing and caressing. She wanted to do it to him again, she whispered after a while and squatted down on his thighs. Pico knew how it would go on, because the ritual always remained the same; nevertheless, he was afraid of being discovered and of his big sister in general. Whispering softly, she told about masturbating with the Ambusch girls, that gave material for many evenings. She plucked at her cleft, directly in front of his cock, rubbing her clit teasingly in between and let him watch while his cock grew and soon towered between her thighs like a small tree trunk. She usually stopped before she had an orgasm. Then she slid forward until her cleft touched his sack and pushed the cleft even farther, wedging his cock between her labia. She was not satisfied until his cock was sticking out between her labia.

As she jerked him, she whispered that it looked like it was her own cock she was rubbing. Full of fear and excitement, Pico held his breath, looking only at her small breasts and the pointed teats of her chest, which as she masturbated him trembled and bobbed when she got into it. Pico was afraid of her, not daring to touch her and feeling with amazement at the strangely arousing sensation when his cock touched Monika's wet and warm cleft. She grinned, because when she pressed her cleft against his cock while jerking off, Pico got so excited that he soon squirted. Grinning, she held his cock forward like a fire hose, rubbing and squirting everything on his belly until nothing came. For her, this feeling of power, of dominating her little brother, and the throbbing of his cock that she felt with her clit, was highly arousing. When Pico fell asleep, she would sneak back into her bed to savor this arousal. These orgasms were almost better than the secret ones when she was alone.

"Pico," Monika said one day, "I have to talk to you!". She fussed for some time, then asked him if he knew Alice, with whom she was currently close friends. Pico nodded and said that yes, he had seen her once or twice. Then Monika said that Alice would like to see that too, and if that would that was possible. Pico was a little scared at first, but Monika said she could keep her little secret, couldn't she? How it will be with Alice? asked Pico.

Monika said Alice wanted to see his cock, Pico nodded. And the squirting too. Pico looked at her lurking from below and asked what he would get for it? Monika thought, then she said, "I can make Alice do it, masturbate, all right?", but Pico grumbled and Monika added, "I can make Alice do it, and you can watch. You like, don't you?" Pico thought that this was not a fair business, but Monika pushed him until he agreed.

The next day, Monika took Alice up to the attic. Nothing got going at first, the conversation faltered. Alice, who was only slightly younger than her, was a simple‐minded chatterbox, small and round and terribly curious. Monika brought up again the boys who had lain on the lap of the old Weber, and Alice blurted out that Monika and she herself too had also been laying on the lap of the old Weber! Monika was a bit annoyed, but she didn't say anything. Then Alice said, how does that work, to rub the cock so that it squirts? And whether one could see that times?

Monika brought the "showing himself" into play and said, if he, then you too. Alice shook her head vigorously, and Monika talked at her for a long time. Pico nodded only when Alice said yes after a long palaver. Then all three rather awkwardly took off their pants, sat down opposite each other, and looked at each others nudity. Especially Alice's cleft fascinated him, for while Monika's was only a pale line in the sparse tuft of hair, Alice's vaginal entrance between the two thick bulges appeared to him like a burst open red fruit, had blossomed erotically like languishing lips. Pico could feel the burst fruit, which seemed to be quite reddened and chafed and her bulges in the black curl almost not see enough.

Monika wanted to act strong in front of Alice, as she leaned over and carefully grabbed Pico's cock. He was at first far too frightened to get horny at Alice's watching, and stunned, he allowed Monika to turn his best piece, soft and anxiously small, back and forth in her hand, squeezing demandingly. Until now, this had been their secret. Pico winced painfully when she surprisingly and quickly pulled the foreskin down and exposed the glans. Alice could not get out of her amazement and forgetting any fear, looked astonished at her taller girllfriend, who expertly grasped the shaft and again pulled the foreskin down. In his fear, Pico was hardly aroused, Monika naturally produced herself in front of Alice and rubbed faster to make his cock stiffer. Of course, nothing happened at first, nothing at all.

Alice was visibly disappointed. Monika condescendingly said he might not be able to today and let him go. Pico covered him with both hands and said defiantly that of course he could, but only if they did it too. The two looked at each other, Alice shook her head in horror and said, "no way!" Monika hypocritically asked again if he really wanted it? Pico felt the thing under his hands, slowly took it aside and let her see the miracle of the erection again. He swelled and swelled, while he looked between the girls' legs.

Monika said firmly that would be fine for her. Alice shook her head again and was about to leave, but Monika held her back, talked at her again. Yes, fine, we'll do it. Alice looked at her very uncertainly and then looked at the floor. Monika said, well, let's get started!

Pico looked fascinated at Monika, who was now licking off a finger and starting to rub her clit. Pico knew that this was just for show, because when she really did it, (and she only did it when she thought she was alone and unwatched), she didn't rub the clit around in such a maniacal way, but pushed the middle finger firmly into the vagina and let it slip out again, letting the fingertip slide over the clit as it slipped out. Not only was Pico watching Monika, but so was Alice. The longer Monika did her mock masturbation, the more restless and aroused Alice became, absentmindedly tugging at her burst fruit. Her bulges were swollen thick and slowly turning deep red, and after pushing her abdomen forward a bit, she spread the bulges with her fingers, pushing them out a bit and letting the clit peek out at the top. Alice looked with half‐open mouth at Monika and rhythmically dabbed at her clit, which peeked out from under a hooded fold.

Monika continued her mock masturbation, gesturing to Pico with her eyes and grinning as Alice slowly became truly aroused, rubbing the tiny red tip of her clit as if absent‐mindedly. Monika pretended to be God‐knows‐how much aroused, and gasped mendaciously. Alice contorted her face painfully, for the burning of her clit had not yet been extinguished. Soon the little wretch turned fiery red and became firm, protruding a few millimeters between the bulges. Alice was now obviously really horny, closed her eyes and continued to rub her clit fast and hard, seeming to have forgotten Pico and Monika who were watching her spellbound. Alice had forgotten everything around her and rubbed herself as if out of her mind, her body wiggling to the rhythm of her finger. More and more her thighs opened, more and more the red fruit opened. Suddenly she flinched and, with a distorted face, pressed her hands onto between which the little clit nodded its head thoughtfully. Pico had been watching Alice all along as she watched Monika masturbate along unconsciously, but now his cock throbbed as he watched Alice's clit in orgasm twitching.

This is what Monika had been waiting for. Suddenly she bent over and grabbed Pico's cock in a flash. She began to rub him so violently, as she had done it many times before, that he almost lost his hearing and sight. It lasted only a few seconds, then Pico squirted in a wide arc, twitching a jet shot out of the glans, which Monika's fist held tightly. Pico tried to hold back the squirting, but jet after jet slapped the floor because Monika kept vigorously pulling back the foreskin.

Pico awoke from his torpor, both girls laughed, and Alice carefully touched his cock, feeling with her fingertip for the semen that had slapped the floor. She was so absorbed in these discoveries that she forgot all sense of shame and Pico stared fascinated into Alice's cleft. Why her vagina was so reddened, he asked suspiciously, and Monika mumbled, that comes from masturbating so much. Alice, the childishly‐naive girl, nodded eagerly. She masturbated every day at least ten times, sometimes more, if it drove her to it.

After some time, Monika looked up and Pico gestured with her eyes, now it was her turn to do her part of the business. Monika said to Alice that it was now her turn. When Alice protested that she had just done it before, she angrily drove at Monika. Her commanding tone made Alice wince, obediently spreading her thighs and parting her fruit with her fingers. With childish eagerness, she immediately began to masturbate her clit as she had purposefully done before, but stopped immediately and looked cowardly over at Pico. "I don't want him to watch!" she complained, "I can't do it like this!"

Monika said "you cowardly bitch!", reaching down in a flash to Alice's cleft and letting her finger rotate on her clit. Alice ran turkey red and tried to pull away, but Monika held her down with her other hand like a vice. She hissed to Pico to hold on Alice's kicking legs. Pico knelt down, held Alice's knees and spread them vigorously. Monika continued to rub the girls clit, grinning. Alice took it, though she seemed to resist valiantly at first, but against Pico's strong arms and her own longing for the wonderfulness of being masturbated by Monika, she just couldn't compete. Alice resisted only a little, her resistance flagged and she let it happen now, could do nothing at all against the fact that her legs opened slowly and insistently as if by themselves.

Now Monika pulled the two thick bulges and the pink folds that were underneath apart with her fingers until the clit came out a little. Then she licked one finger, stuck it deep into Alice's vagina, and continued to vigorously rub Alice's clit with her other hand. Pico held Alice's knee and watched with wide opened eyes.

Monika became more and more obsessed and did not leave it at simple masturbation. Alice was panting with her protruding calf eyes more and more violently, and it seemed as if her pelvis was making pumping movements, as if she was pushing again and against Monika's fingers, who now said with a gasp, "Now it's coming for her!". Monika didn't let go, Pico still pressed Alice's thighs firmly apart, staring in fascination at the throbbing of her clit and her quivering fruit, which flapped silently open and closed like a fish's mouth, seeming to virtually suck itself to Monika's finger. Pico had to grip Alice very tightly until Monika had triggered the orgasm with Alice's clit. Alice had gone pale and was already twitching violently, then screamed "No!" as Monika continued to masturbate her violently throughout her orgasm, wildly humping her vagina with her finger. She didn't let go of Alice until the rolling motions stopped completely and Monika grinningly pulled her finger out of Alice's vagina. Monika laughed dirty as Alice howled in pain, arousal and exhaustion after the orgasm.

What Monika wanted most was to do violence to Alice.

Monika had won, somehow she was actually concerned with that power she herself had experienced with Mrs. Weber. She could let Pico squirt whenever she wanted, and likewise she could masturbate Alice whenever she wanted. She herself only ever masturbated alone and secretly, Pico knew that, often pretending to be asleep to watch her do it. But he was secretly annoyed that Monika knew almost everything about him by now and he knew nothing about her; his feeling demanded compensation.

He was perhaps nastier than she was, for he whispered to Monika a few days later that perhaps one day they could squirt on Alice's bulges while masturbating. Cleverly he manipulated his sister until she — of course of her own accord — came to the conclusion that one could also squirt between the bulges, perhaps even on the cleft between the bulges. Now he pretended to be hypocritical and horrified, until she promised to thread it cleverly with Alice. As a final trump card to make the recalcitrant compliant, she hinted she vaguely hinted that they would do it to her later, too, the splashing on her cunt, if he would go along with "her" idea. Pico got a fiery red head, because he had imagined that a thousand times.

But everything ended abruptly because the experiment went thoroughly wrong.

However, Monika had thought it all over and winked at Pico that everything was settled with Alice. Mercifully, she left it to Alice to masturbate Pico, but held her back long before he had to squirt. Now Pico had to hold Alice down, and Monika began to masturbate her. Pico had knelt down as usual, but this time with a freshly stiffened cock that was expectantly bursting stiff, and held Alice's knees. Alice was rapidly approaching orgasm, as Monika masturbated her masterfully. When Alice was already quite greedy for release, Monika surprisingly let go of her and turned to Pico to masturbate him. Alice gasped, because she was already very aroused, and protested loudly that she had not come yet, but Monika just went "Shh!, shh!" and hissed that she was only doing what they had discussed and it was quite all right that way. Slowly Monika pulled him forward until his glans touched Alice's soft bulge.

Monika groped Alice with her free hand in a gratifying manner. Then she rubbed Alice's clit until she sighed loudly and began to rotate her pelvis. Monika meanly let off from her again before the orgasm came and now rubbed Pico again, very hard. But Alice was already panting with greed and couldn't wait any longer. Pico stared at Alice, who rubbed quickly and hastily, trying to trigger her orgasm herself, and felt his squirt coming. Monika pulled him forward so surprisingly that the cock dug deep between Alice's wet bulges, pressed his exploding cock ironically and deeply into Alice's pulsating vagina and held it tightly. She wanted to feel it with her fingers, the squirting! Monika rubbed Alice tightly as Pico's first jet shot into Alice's vagina. He paused motionless, no more squirting. Monika stared at Alice's vagina where his cock was sticking in.

Monika's masturbating finger kept touching his hard‐on. He suddenly awakened, Monika brought the completely introverted Alice into a trance‐like state. Alice contorted her face in the many small orgasms before the big orgasm and he began to frantically fuck inside her red, obscenely open fruit. Monika kept her girlfriend at a high orgasm level as Pico began to squirt.

He thrust, gasping, and squirted a rich jet into Alice's vagina each time. Monika masturbated Alice with firm, long strokes, with her other hand she held Pico's cock very tightly and rubbed each time she felt him squirt, letting his jet of semen shoot deep into Alice's vagina. While he was still thrusting and squirting like crazy, Monika triggered Alice's big orgasm when she felt him squirt. Alice's womb exploded and she calmed down almost instantly. He kept thrusting and squirting for what seemed like an eternity. Alice cried out in horror, "He's squirting in, oh God, he's squirting in!" — She stared in horror at her blood‐red swollen cleft and at the cock thrusting in and out frantically. She was paralyzed with horror, she had of course let herself be fucked several times before, but never had she let the boy squirt in!

Pico's squirting ebbed away, but he continued to fuck Alice's obscene little hole unceasingly, though he could squirt out almost nothing. Monika held his cock tightly and concentrated on Alice's clit. She brought the girl to climax in a few minutes, Alice exploded and pulled Pico with her. He squirted into Alice's orgasming vagina in thick, rich jets, jet after jet, with the blissful feeling of giving it all now. Alice faltered and froze in horror, reaching down with her hand where Pico thrust and squirted, thrust and squirted quite hard. It took a very long time for Alice to awaken from her frozen horror. "My God! — He's squirting into me! He's squirting into me!" Alice continued to screech, kicking at him and tearing herself away. He was so perplexed that he forgot he should have been holding her like a vice. Monika let go of his stiff cock in bewilderment and rushed after Alice. Pico looked in amusement at his semen, which oozed out agonizingly slowly, and remained squatting wearily on his heels while the two girls screamed at each other for a while longer and then Alice ran away — forever.

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