Little Jack

Jakob, who preferred to be called Jack, received a bad diagnosis as a toddler. He had a genetic defect that meant, he would have a large head, strong bow legs and a short stature. Even as an adult, he was no taller than 1.58m. But he was not an ugly child, he had a friendly face, a sunny disposition and huge blue eyes.

At the age of 8 he got his first computer, he was very clever, learned easily and remembered everything. Of course he soon discovered the first porn sites and that stole a lot of his time. With an advance on his pocket money he bought two expensive miniature spy cameras. He knew roughly what his parents and Irmi were doing. He installed one camera in the mirror frame of his older sister Irmi and hid the other in the bedpost of his parents' marital bed. He had to adjust it a little, but then he had a perfect insight into his parents' and Irmi's sex life.

He soon found out the sex rhythm of his parents and Irmi. Irmi always masturbated in the late afternoon in front of the big mirror, she had a big, thick pink vibrator. She didn't use the motor, it was obviously useless. She spread her legs wide in front of the large mirror and fucked herself slowly, then faster and faster with the vibrator, she fucked herself for minutes with her lips pursed together. Then she threw the vibrator away and masturbated with her fingers until she climaxed. Jack stared at the monitor and rubbed himself vigorously, and later he was able to squirt. He usually masturbated twice when Irmi fought her way to orgasm.

The parents fucked every night before going to sleep. Mom lifted her legs high above her head, clamped her toes to the headboard and presented her beautiful, wet pussy to him like an opened fruit. Dad held on to her legs with his hands and thrust wildly and quickly into her pussy. Mom usually had an orgasm while fucking, she let her legs fall down and twitched wildly while Dad held her tight and squirted the whole load into her cunthole. When she shaked vigorously and twitched very wildly, Dad squirted his juice uncontrollably in all directions. Sometimes she didn't have an orgasm during sex, so she would rub her clit as quickly as possible after he had squirted until she had an orgasm. Dad liked to watch her and often made her masturbate again.

Jack often sat on the kitchen bench to study because he wanted to see his Mom's beautiful body. When she did housework, she often wore only an apron, bra and panties, often just a bra and panties, like a bikini. She exuded a sex appeal that clouded his senses, so he masturbated always under the table. He stared greedily at her curves, mostly at her panties. When she bent over completely, to scrub an invisible stain, her panties would shift a little and he could see a tiny bit of her pussy. Sometimes she worked without any panties at all, which was a sure sign that she would soon disappear into the bedroom to masturbate. And so it was. A frivolous game had developed between them that they had been playing for months. She knelt under the table and wiped his semen from the floor. At this point she took off her panties and bent over to rub the invisible stain. He stared at her naked ass and the fine line of her pussy crack, he rubbed very fast and squirted on the floor. She often watched with interest when he began to masturbate completely shamelessly. At that point, she would take off her panties and get on all fours to scrub the invisible stain. When she was already horny herself, a finger would play provocatively with her clitoris, but without masturbating. In those moments he saw her open pussyhole from an arm's length, which drove him crazy. Neither of them ever mentioned it; they both seemed to enjoy the frivolous game. When she disappeared into her bedroom, he ran into his room to watch her masturbating on the monitor. Twenty years later, she remembered how frivolously she had turned him on for a while, mostly because this game turned her on.

He varied the game. She had of course noticed that his cock had grown enormously in the year since they had been playing this game. She had long since stopped looking at his cock, as he was now kneeling behind her during the game. When her naked ass danced before his eyes, he knelt behind her and masturbated, his eyes fixed on her pussyhole. Before he squirted, he called out softly, "Now, Mom, now!" She grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and pulled them and the pussyhole apart. At first he squirted randomly on the pussy, but he soon learned to squirt directly into the cunthole from a distance of an inch. When his glans touched her pussy, she pulled away, "No, don't put it in! Never, we don't fuck!" But he continued to turn the spiral. He squirted directly into the hole and when he had finished squirting, he sank his cock completely into the cunthole. She didn't scold him anymore, let him in silence stay motionless inside there for a while and then pulled out. They continued like this for the next four months. He just didn't have the courage to fuck her properly. When he squirted, he put the tip of his cock into her pussy hole and squirted inside. Only when he had finished did he push his whole cock all the way in. She let him, she stopped scolding him. He didn't move his cock, or maybe just a little bit, when she moved her pussy a little, her being horny and signaling him fucking movements. He always reacted only fearfully to these signals and only went along very fearfully. She always did it, and by the third time he had ejaculated she was already wiggling quite noticeably. She was already very horny and was looking forward to the next masturbation. He had to join in with her violent movements, but his heart was full of fear because he was never allowed to fuck her really and his cock was now already completely exhausted. But after a good two or three minutes, the cock was really soft, so she pulled it out. They didn't look at each other, they were silent because the situation was embarrassing for both of them. Despite all the embarrassment, they did it two or three times in a row until Jack had squirted enough. Mom usually disappeared into the bedroom straight afterward.

On these afternoons he also told her all the news. He had told her that some of his classmates were already fucking their Moms. She looked at him in disbelief, telling him not to talk such a nonsense! But Jack named specific names, she knew the mothers and questioned them on the phone. Some denied it so harshly that she knew at once that the denial was a lie. With others, who she knew quite well, she had clarity after a few phone calls. Once the barriers were down, they told her everything. Most of them were embarrassed, of course, but they enjoyed it on a purely sexual level. This were no lies. It seemed like an epidemic that had struck Jack's classmates. Mom was horrified, quite simply. Jack had laid his head on her breasts, listening to the naughty, spicy details of the other woman, his fingers had slipped under her skirt and were cheekily touching her panties, her pussy and finally her clit. She had initially pulled his hand away, but she had long since given up, she listened breathlessly to the saucy sexual narratives and let Jack play with her clit. When she hung up the phone, he would lean his head against her breasts and murmured, "I'll fuck you too, one day!" Most of the time she said nothing, sometimes she kissed him on the top of his head and murmured, that "this would never happen!"

The beautiful idyll fell apart when Jack turned 13. Dad hadn't gone to work; he was sitting with a serious face at the kitchen table with Mom. Jack saw her red, tear‐filled eyes and immediately closed the door again. Dad had filed for divorce and was going to Australia with his new wife. Mom, Irmi and Jack were left devastated. Dad had been Irmi's and Jack's great hero, they hadn't noticed that the marriage was breaking up.

They cried and mourned for days, Mom let poor little Jack sleep with her, for the first time since he was a toddler. He hugged her and cuddled with her until his cock was unbearably stiff. "I want to fuck!" Jack mumbled indistinctly. So she always switched the little light on because she wanted to watch it. He pressed his body and his cock against her body, against her pussy. She grabbed the cock that was relentlessly poking at her pussyhole through the fabric of her nightgown. "Shh, shh," she murmured and grabbed the cock even tighter. Mom's eyes widened when she held his cock in her fist, because her boy had a huge cock, oh — my — God, what a giant piece of cock!

His cock pounded through the fabric of her nightgown, she opened her legs involuntarily and he penetrated her pussyhole along with the fabric wrapped around his cock. He only fucked her for a very short time and squirted into the fabric. She was disgusted by the wet nightgown and took it off. "Look, you can't just fuck me, just for nothing!" she scolded quietly. He was still stiff and penetrated her pussy with force, although she protested half‐heartedly, but at his fiery onslaught her thighs automatically opened, those lousy traitors! He fucked again very quickly and squirted inside. She scolded him. "You can't just fuck your mother like that for nothing! I don't want it!" Jack hadn't listened. He penetrated her pussy again, he didn't hear her quiet protest. This time he fucked her very long so that she had a little orgasm, then he squirted the full load inside.

Her body was grateful for the orgasm, Dad had daily come to fuck her even though he had already married the new girl. Then they went to Australia a few weeks ago. She had only masturbated lonely and sad in the last few weeks, but those were completely different orgasms. She was completely at a loss, because he ignored her quiet protesting moans. Of course she was naked too, the nightgown was useless and disturbing only. Her legs opened magically by themselves, although she really didn't want to be fucked. Without saying a word, he entered between her invitingly open thighs and fucked her hard and for a long time. He knew from her fucking with Dad that he had to wait until she had reached orgasm before he squirted. He immediately continued fucking, again he fucked her to orgasm and only then squirted. He took a short break and she scolded him, but he entered again without saying a word. The third fuck was difficult for him, he only fucked slowly and sprinkled immediately when she had orgasmed. He fell asleep immediately.

The boy fucked her to orgasm two or three times every night without saying a word and didn't let himself be stopped. She felt helpless and exposed, her thighs opened against her will and she protested quietly each time before she was fucked. He fucked her two or three times a night and waited until she had reached an orgasm before squirting. He fell asleep immediately and she cried a little. It was incest, it was her own son who was fucking her so wonderfully. But she just couldn't take pleasure in this shame. After some days, after the third fuck, Mom sat up energetically, grabbed him by the shoulders and looked seriously into his eyes. "I don't want you to fuck me! Absolutely not! If you don't stop right now, you'll have to sleep alone in your room!" Jack hunched his shoulders, she was goddamn serious now! "You can masturbate here as often as you want, but don't fuck me!" Jack nodded and promised. "You don't mind me masturbating here, Mom?" he asked uncertainly and she nodded. "Do what you want, but stop fucking me right now!" She pretended not to notice that the boy next to her was masturbating and squirting, three or four times in a row. One evening, Jack grabbed Mom's hand while she was masturbating and placed it on his cock. "Please, you do it!" he begged. She grabbed the big cock and masturbated it. She then lay naked sprawled in bed, because he liked to squirt on her breasts and pussy the most. She spread her legs wide and, grinning, let him squirt directly on her pussyhole, which he loved the most. She did it for him for many days, blushing shamefully at first and rubbing the boy hard and firmly with her fist until he squirted over her cunthole.

"I want to fuck in your ass crack," Jack said one day. She hesitated, "maybe later, not now!" was her answer for a few days. She made him squirt with her fist, two or even three times in a row, she let him squirt on her breasts and her pussyhole. But he didn't give up, he asked night after night. She gave in. "But only fuck in the crease of the ass, not properly, not in the pussy hole, I definitely don't want that!" she told him. He promised. Jack turned her onto her stomach and jammed his cock into the crease of her ass, he pressed her beautiful, round ass cheeks together tightly with both hands and fucked her in the crease tunnel. "It doesn't really matter," she thought, because she didn't feel anything, it didn't excite her sexually at all. He fucked her ass crease like crazy, he loved it and he squirted long streams over her ass and over her back.

The spiral continued. "Can I fuck in your asshole?" he asked one evening and again she hesitated for days. She dug the lubricant out of the wardrobe and laid it out on the bedside table long before she gave in. "But only with lubricant," she said, somewhat irritated, "and only in the asshole! Don't get any stupid ideas, fucking in the pussyhole is out of the question!" she told him. He nodded and promised. He rubbed cream into her asshole and fucked her in the ass from behind, she lying on her stomach. A few days later she said she wanted to do it in a different position.

She lay on her back, clamped her toes in the headboard and presented both her holes to him like she did with his Dad, like back then. He rubbed cream into her asshole and fucked her in the ass. She now masturbated to orgasm while he was fucking her asshole. "That's right now," she grinned contentedly, "that way I get something out of it too!" Jack watched her masturbating as if hypnotized; it was nothing new, but always very exciting. He squirted into the opened fruit, the full load. That went well for many weeks. But one evening, when he was already in the finale, his cock slipped out and he immediately went in again to squirt. She finished masturbating, then scolded him. "You really fucked me at the end and squirted inside me!" she said plaintively. Jack lowered his gaze guiltily, "It won't happen again, Mom!" She gave him a light slap. "Don't you dare!" she said soothingly.

Of course he ignored it immediately. At the end he always pushed into her pussy hole and squirted his full load inside. Mom didn't scold him anymore, she didn't really care.

Mom didn't grieve for very long, that much was certain. She let her friends bring their husbands with them, who were forced to fuck Mom two or three times in a row. Many women still considered Jack a child; he lay in the girlfriend's lap and played excitingly with her breasts and teats while she groped the child's cock. Child Jack asked politely, lisping, whether he could touch her pussy under her skirt because she had taken out his cock and was playing with it. Everyone let him; the child surely had no idea yet! Jack and the girlfriend watched curiously as Mom let her husband fuck her. For most of the men, the second and third rounds were a really exhausting ordeal, but their wives didn't let them off the hook. The poor mother absolutely had to be fucked really hard, Period! Jack could now judge for himself which ones were halfway decent fuckers. Most of them weren't particularly good at fucking, only a few fucked well and brought Mom to orgasm. With these borrowed husbands, Mom didn't lift her legs up like she did with Dad, but laid on her back and dug her heels into his ass cheeks to drive him like a donkey.

Every week one or two girlfriends came and let Mom get fucked two or three times by her husband, the poor thing no longer had a man! Many came often so that the poor thing really got fucked often enough! Hardly any of them would admit to coming because of Jack. And Jack, the little rascal, played with her clit very deliberately until she orgasmed a bit, completely surprised. They all shook their heads firmly when the child stuck his cock into her pussy under her skirt, but they all let him do it. They would never let a child fuck her! So the kid left his cock motionless in her pussy after she had played with his cock enough. He just had to wait until it squirted all by itself. They were always surprised, but not one of them pushed him back unwillingly. He was proud to win.

Only one was so uptight that she didn't let him squirt a second time. Most of them came without panties to make it easier for him. They grinned crookedly when they put the boy on their laps. It was clear that he would first bring her to a quick, little orgasm very subtly and furtively. They all knew that, if she had stimulated or rubbed his cock for a while at the same time. He would then put his cock in her pussyhole and squirt inside. But since they didn't let him fuck them, it was something they let happen only very secretly, furtively and like casually. The main event was taking place elsewhere anyway, so they kept a close and critical eye on their men while they fucked poor Mom. It was not acceptable for their husbands to fuck poor Mom better than them, God forbid! The boy now knew exactly which one he was not allowed to move a millimeter and which one tolerated him moving secretly and inconspicuously in her pussy hole. He was not allowed to fuck a single one properly.

A time later, Jack had had enough of assfucking, he had already squirted in all of her girlfriends' cuntholes at least once, most of them several times. From now on he fucked Mom in her pussy hole from the very beginning, and was very careful that she had an orgasm while fucking or made herself one. Only rarely did she have to masturbate after fucking and Jack was very proud of himself. Mom didn't say a word about any of this. She let it happen because when she thought about it, she was quite happy to be fucked every night by a greedy boy with a truly enormous cock and to have an orgasm or make one.

Jack was very happy that she willingly lifted her legs up high and let him fuck her open pussyhole every night. They rarely talked about it, they both ignored the incest aspect, she perhaps out of shame at the disgrace. In any case, Jack was completely indifferent to incest, like the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus. He was young, full of semen pressure and far too ugly to interest girls at school. "A head that was far too big with bulging eyes, terrible bow legs and barely 1.50m tall — the dream of a boyfriend!" Yes, most of the girls hid with him in the bushes behind the gym, let him grab her pussy and touched his cock. Most of the time they just masturbated each other, only one let him fuck her. Nicole fucked him in the bushes every day, while others let themselves be masturbated next to them. Jack watched the girl closely, when she was masturbated by her girlfriend. Only very few girls fucked at that age, because letting a girlfriend or, not so often, a boyfriend masturbate her was wicked enough in itself. Nicole was amazed at how big his cock was and how skillfully he could fuck with it. After months there were rumors that Nicole was letting Dwarf Nose fuck her! Oops! Nicole was a conceited, stuck‐up girl, so she wouldn't allow an open admission of their friendship and broke up. It hurt him, of course, for a second, but he had his Mom to fuck and he forgot about the dumb nut overnight. Nicole was just a toy for him, he didn't miss her for a second.

He was the best student far and wide, he was not only hardworking but also highly gifted. He passed his A‐levels a year early and immediately threw himself into studying engineering. At 23, his doctoral thesis was accepted and the young doctor was hired as an assistant that same day. He became less and less interested in engineering, but more and more interested in programming. In his opinion, the software that most engineers used was terrible. He founded his own company, Fabersoft, and designed a completely new concept for an engineering program system. He still earned his money as an assistant and every now and then he fucked a student. What kind of girls studied engineering? Chubby intellectuals with thick glasses, most of whom had never fucked and were sexually very inexperienced. They were very flattered that the young professor seduced them. He fucked the girls in his office, deflowered them and made them take the pill. None of them stayed on board for much longer than 14 days; they lost interest, but mostly he did. Variety was good!

He fucked with Mom every night, but she fell ill, had terrible belly pains and ended up in the hospital. He was devastated and worried about how Mom was doing. On the very first night he sneaked into Irmi's bedroom and crawled naked under her covers. Irmi turned on the small light and grinned when she saw his huge cock for the first time. "It looks kind of strange, your cock is much too big compared to your small body, when it's as stiff as it is now. Should I do it to you?" she asked, "but we can't fuck because I'm still a virgin," she lied. He didn't say anything to this lie at first and said it would be fine if she did it to him. But his eyes widened when Irmi took his cock in her mouth and masturbated it there. He experienced that for the first time. She let him ejaculate into her throat and swallowed his juice with pleasure. "I do that with everyone," she commented with a grin. Jack was very relaxed, the mouth ejaculation was great! He leaned back and said, "We shouldn't lie to each other, little sister!" he said to his older sister. "Sometimes I opened your door a crack and watched you fuck yourself in front of the big mirror with the pink vibrator! Virgin, pah, don't lie to me! But maybe you meant that you've never fucked anyone, okay. But you're not a virgin, you're a secret dildo fucker!" Irmi sensed that he didn't mean any harm. "Yes, Jacky, I won't lie to you. I've fucked about 12 or 13 boys, that's true." She pulled herself together. "Daddy took my virginity the day after my 14th birthday and fucked me every afternoon for almost half a year until Mom caught us. That was the real reason for their divorce, and it's all my fault!" Jack put his arm around the sobbing Irmi. "I don't think it's your fault! Dad was an adult when he seduced you. He knew what he was doing. I'm surprised that Mom threw him out because of it. I think it's more likely that the young chick drove him to divorce, that seems more likely to me! Whatever the case, don't blame yourself, our parents weren't babies anymore, they knew what they were doing."

Irmi hesitated and asked after a while. "Did you often watch me do that? That, with the dildo?" Now it was Jack's turn to fib. "Oh, come on!" he said vaguely, "Maybe 10 or 15 times, I was only 11 or 12, didn't know anything about masturbating and it just got boring. Dildo in, dildo out, in and out forever. I never waited for your orgasm, I didn't know anything about it back then. The look on your face when you were fucking with the dildo turned really stupid, so I closed the door and left." Irmi smiled with her cat eyes. "Then you missed the best part. The dildo was just for warming up, I always had orgasms with my finger and watched myself in the mirror. That was hot!" Irmi took another cigarette. "When the divorce had already been decided, Dad took me into the marital bed a few times. My eyes widened because I had never spied when they were fucking. Now I saw it up close how Mom put her legs over her head and Dad fucked her in that position. That really impressed me because it was hot to watch. Mom was furious when he fucked me in front of her afterwards. He replied that they were practically already divorced and he could fuck whoever he wanted. I was unhappy because the guilt about the divorce was making me very depressed."

Irmi stroked his cock. "Forgive me, but I'm curious. You've been sleeping with Mom for the last few years. Have you ..... ?" Jack nodded immediately. "Yes, we have, since Dad left." He told Irmi everything truthfully. Irmi put her hands over her mouth when Jack told her that Mom had let her friends' husbands fuck her for a while. He told her with a grin that he had played with her friends' clits with an innocent expression on his face until they came to a little climax, amazed and embarrassed. And that he had squirted into all of their cuntholes, most of them several times, over and over again. How could the little boy ...? Irmi laughed out loud at his boyish pranks and let him tell her everything in detail. She wanted to imagine it in detail. A few of them held him in their arms so that he could only penetrate from the side. The first time was very difficult with these women because they were very shy, chaste and modest, but he licked her breasts and her teats, so they became horny like ape shit. Then they allowed him to penetrate them very hesitantly, as if God knows how bad it would be to let a baby in your arms fuck you under your skirt. These women were completely focused on the fucking of her husband, she suffered with him. With these women it was easy for Jack to fuck them and squirt inside discreetly, over and over again, until the poor exhausted husband had fulfilled his duty.

But with most of them he slid off their laps and stood between their thighs, penetrating them secretly and mischievously under their skirts. They were very focused on his mother fucking her husband and paid no attention to what the little rascal was doing down there. He often had the impression that they were not even consciously aware that he was squirting inside them. Irmi screamed with delight because Jack told his stories in a really juicy, naughty and dirty way. Jack was happy that she was no longer crying and brooding over her guilt.

"Do I understand you correctly," asked Irmi, "it wasn't Mom who seduced you, but you did?" Jack smiled indulgently. "At first glance, I would say so. But the more I look into the female psyche, the more uncertain I am of saying yes. Mom wouldn't be the first person who wanted to achieve something and made it look the other way around," They were both silent for a long time.

Mom had only been in the hospital for two days, and no diagnosis had been made yet. The two of them wondered for a long time what it could be. "Mom has a beautiful body, she still looks slim and slender like a girl for her 40 years," said Jack. Irmi corrected him. "38," she said, "she's only 38." Jack nodded, "okay, I know her body millimeter by millimeter, I didn't notice anything about her illness, just the pain she's had for days." There was another long pause in which he stroked Irmi's body. "How is it, little sister, shall we leave the light on while we fuck?" he asked and Irmi smiled broadly and mischievously. "Let's leave the light on, I want to see your fucking, little brother!"

This is how they fucked for the first time. Jack noticed that Irmi had a very small and tight cunthole. She moaned as he penetrated her with his big cock. "Don't hurt me," she breathed, "please don't hurt me!" He nodded and began to thrust slowly. He noticed that she rubbed her clit while fucking. "Yes," she confirmed, "I always do it when I fuck and of course every night before I go to sleep, of course!" She went along with the shared pace very well and had two orgasms before Jack squirted inside in full jets. "Don't worry, I've been on the pill for years." He had completely exhausted himself. This is how he ended up sleeping at Irmi's every night and fucking her.

They visited Mom every evening. The diagnosis was devastating, but at least they now knew where they stood. She had ovarian cancer, and they had to operate on her immediately and remove her ovaries. She stayed in hospital for 4 months. "The doctors said I might stay in hospital for another month or two after the operation, but after that I would have survived. It's a malignant cancer, but they're very optimistic." Mom was silent; the long talk was making her tired. "And —" Jack asked slowly, "will you be healthy again? Will you be able to fuck properly again?" Mom looked uncertainly at Irmi, but she seemed to know. "Of course, my little one," Mom replied, "I didn't ask specifically, but they didn't say anything to the contrary." She took a sip of cold tea. "How are you, my Jack?" He stroked her cheek. "I'm fine, Mom, everything's fine." He hesitated for just a moment. "I'm sleeping at Irmi's now, we've told each other everything, especially about you and Dad. She's stubbornly silent about her love affairs, the dumb nut!" Irmi nudged him in the side with her elbow. "Because it's none of your business, you nosy bastard!" Now all three of them had to laugh. Jack told them that he had gotten his doctorate and assistant position and was now standing in for his professor at the lectures. "They might as well have made me a professor straight away, but that would be much too quick for the portly old lady that is the university!"

Irmi loved fucking Jack. His cock was the biggest she'd ever had, even bigger than her Dad's. And he was very persistent. Jack stared at her clit while he fucked her, because it excited him very much and made him last even longer. She loved it when she felt him squirt his full load into her in thick, full jets. He really squirted everything inside and rarely wanted a second round. She also gave it her all; after two or three orgasms during the fucking, she was completely exhausted and skipped masturbating before falling asleep. If you had asked Jack, he would have immediately named Irmi first, because she fucked the best and was the best to be fucked. Even better than Mom.

Jack had founded Fabersoft and spent every minute at the institute working on his new program system. He discovered how easy it was to seduce female students to have sex. But that came third, first came his sick mother and then the program. Nine months later he was finished and brought his system to the first customers. He spent many hours improving his application, but people were enthusiastic. Before he even thought about advertising, word of mouth overtook him. He had to take on people, and he kept the best five. The work was snatched out of his hands, and he let some students work with him because there was a lot to do. He never missed a single lecture and he shrugged his shoulders, there was just a lot to do!

He met Irmi and her new boyfriend twice in a café. He said to her in the evening, "he's definitely a charlatan, maybe even a scoundrel!" But she didn't want to hear it. When Mama came out of the hospital after 4 months, 24‐year‐old Irmi married her sweetheart; only Mama and Jack were at the wedding. Neither family nor friends came from the groom's side, which didn't surprise Jack at all. Jack got into a heated exchange with Irmi. She dropped out of university after her first diploma exam, just a few meters from the finish line, to become a housewife, mother and the daily squirt‐in‐hole for this nasty, slimy guy. They parted ways full of resentment.

Fabersoft was a gold mine. At 26, Jack was a millionaire; he employed his 5 regular programmers and other people, some of whom programmed, accompanied new customers on their first steps and handled emails, phone calls and the media. A year later, he had 15 million. He knew how to keep his people; he gave each of the five a Million for Christmas. They jokingly called him Napoleon because he was also short. But he was a popular, generous and good Napoleon, that was certain.

Jack was alone with Mama in the big house. They often talked about Irmi, who they didn't hear much about. Jack fucked her like before, only something had fundamentally changed. After the serious operations, she had lost her ability to orgasm. Her mind wanted to, but her flesh was weak. It bothered Jack that she let him fuck her, even though she hadn't benefited from the practice herself. She hugged him lovingly, she let him fuck her with a friendly smile, but she never had an orgasm again. Jack asked a couple of clever professors at the university, but there was no solution. Nobody really knew what the ability to orgasm really was. And certainly not how to regain it. It was enough to drive him to despair.

One and a half years later, Irmi called him. She urgently needed a good lawyer, but she didn't have any money. Not that much. Jack was shocked and asked what she had done. "Not me," Irmi cried, "my Alfred is in custody! I have to get him out of there!" Jack promised to find and pay for a good lawyer, no question. He was able to calm her down and sent her the best lawyer he could find. The details only slowly leaked out.

The smooth, slimy Alfred was accused of seducing and impregnating a minor. Jack met the lawyer privately and of course asked. "I'm sorry, Mr. Faber," said the lawyer, worried, "but there's no helping the guy. Unfortunately for him, a dozen other parents had joined the lawsuit, and he had also abused their underage daughters. There are so many electronic traces, emails, text messages and other messages, that he is buried under them. I can only try to reduce the sentence, but he will probably serve between 6 and 8 years. As a lawyer, I will of course do everything I can for your brother‐in‐law, but as a father of young daughters, I have my problems." Jack was very upset, not because of Alfred, the asshole, but because of Irmi. She won't get through this disgrace, he feared.

Jack was only worried about Irmi. He was at every court hearing and sat next to her. Jack was not a lawyer, but there was no doubt about it. No matter how persistently Alfred denied everything, everything could be proven against him, down to the last detail. There was no doubt that he had abused 8 of the 13 girls, but there was not enough evidence for the others. Alfred was sentenced to 7 years and 11 months in prison and the old judge added verbally that he would have loved to keep him locked up for longer. Alfred was led away, Jack put his arms around the crying Irmi and accompanied her. He took her to his house, made strong coffee and let her cry and calm down.

Then it all broke out of Irmi. She knew shortly after the wedding that Alfred was a child molester. She had laughed at it at first, but the more she noticed his addiction, the more her infatuation faded. She did not want to lose him, she clung to him, the addict who, after every disgraceful deed, wept and promised never to do it again. She could not leave him, but now he had left her and he would not be released for 8 years, by which time she was already an old woman. Jack sensed that she was gradually breaking away from Alfred.

Jack didn't come right out and say it. But he was able to convince Irmi in long conversations that she was better off without Alfred. She didn't need to visit him in prison or wait 8 years for him. Child molesters were the lowest ranked in prison, and he would have to take a lot of punishment there, Jack said. It took weeks before she was ready to go with him to a divorce lawyer. She could no longer pay the rent, as Alfred's small credit was used up in no time. Jack and Mama convinced Irmi that she was welcome home, very welcome. Irmi moved back into her old room. Jack gave her money regularly.

Mom stood between them. She felt so sorry for Irmi and a divorce was a deep cut in the flesh, which she wanted to spare her. She knew that this wound would never heal. Jack, on the other hand, was vehemently in favour of a divorce. Irmi had to break free from this lousy guy and start a new life without him. Irmi sensed that Jack meant well, even when he got angry or said bad words. The infatuation had completely disappeared, she silently scolded herself for falling for the con man and letting him do whatever he wanted with her. She realised that Jack was completely right. She straightened her shoulders and told Jack that she wanted to go to the divorce lawyer again and clear the air.

She filed for divorce. It would take months, but that was just the way it was. Maybe even a year if he didn't agree. She didn't read a single one of his letters, she was fed up with him. She discussed with Jack every evening, she wanted to start studying again after a two year break. She had to start the second part from the beginning again, the previous exams had expired. But she wanted to continue. Jack was very happy because it was a good plan. Irmi could be a fully qualified lawyer in three or four years, that was really a good goal, she was only 27. Jack stuck his head into Mom's bedroom and said she shouldn't wait for him, he was sleeping at Irmi's tonight. Mom smiled and whispered, "be nice to her!", she nodded and turned off the light.

They fucked again after two years, it felt so good! Irmi clung to him, she came to orgasm without masturbating and let him squirt inside her, she was still on the pill. Jack was quite sure that of all the people he had ever fucked, she was the best fucker! After he had squirted, Jack dozed a little, but Irmi sat up and lit a cigarette. "I have to tell you something bad, Jack," she said sadly. He wasn't awake yet, "Well, what's wrong, little sister?" But he immediately woke up when she repeated, "Something really bad, Jack!" He also sat up, now wide awake.

"We were a perfectly normal couple in love in the first few weeks," Irmi began. "He fucked me three to five times a day in the first few weeks, until he dropped dead. I masturbated daily a dozen times and was completely exhausted by then. Being married is wonderful, I thought. But then one afternoon he came with a little girl, a child. At the time I didn't know that he gave all girls a pill that made them almost will‐less and very very horny. The child said with shining eyes that she wanted to fuck, now, definitely! I was taken by surprise when Alfred led the girl into the bedroom. The two of them took off their clothes and he ordered me to take off my clothes too and lie down with them naked too. The child tugged impatiently at her little clit and kept saying that she wanted to be fucked at last! The girl was now masturbating like an adult and was getting well into it. He waited until she came to the finale like an adult and wanted to trigger her orgasm, now he threw himself right upon her. I was speechless when he actually deflowered and fucked the girl in the middle of her orgasm. The girl squealed with pleasure, he fucked and fucked and kept telling himself that he must not squirt inside! In the end he pulled away from the girl, mounted me and quickly fucked me to squirt.

He asked me if I had ever been licked or had licked a clit myself? Of course not, I said indignantly, only gay women do that! He laughed at me, "only judge after you have licked the girl, now, here and today!" At first I didn't want to and hesitated when he set me on the girl. I closed my eyes in submission and licked her clit. It was so exciting, I never expected it! I could feel exactly how the girl was getting hotter and hotter and it spurred me on to lick her even more intensely. The girl exploded wonderfully! Alfred brought her home and I lay in bed masturbating like a madwoman. He asked me provocatively, "Well, just for gay women?" I was very embarrassed, he had judged me correctly. With the instinct of a predator he had recognized what was slumbering inside me."

Irmi lit a new cigarette and smoked nervously. Then she continued. "I know that I am neither gay nor lesbian. It is something that I can neither understand nor explain. We have abused at least 50 girls in exactly the same way in these two years, both of us! And that really bothers me, Jack, I should really be in prison too. I licked their clits greedily before he deflowered and fucked them, and then a second time after he had ejaculated inside me. He brought some girls to us several times when he had fallen for them. I loved licking clits so much that I had her in front of me when I masturbated, that I fantasized a lot about her and licking her clit. The only thing I don't understand is how the girl could get pregnant, because he only squirted in my cunthole every time, without exception! Some of the girls he didn't have to deflower, they had already been deflowered by their indignant father. They all admitted that openly. The conclusion I came to is that the father impregnated the daughter, before us or after us. But that is only a speculative assumption." Irmi paused and lit another cigarette. Jack broke the silence. "I can't blame you, dearest sis! He seduced you into all this, the blame lies only with him. It's crap that you played along for so long, you stupid goose, but you probably know that yourself. I'm sure you would have woken up from the spell after a while and reported him, like many wives do. I'm not acquitting you because you're not guilty, but I'm annoyed that you were such a stupid goose!"

Irmi smiled with relief because he was so good to her. "And there's something else I have to tell you, Jacky, while we're on the subject of washing dirty bed sheets. Alfred held a men's evening at our house every month. His best friends came, three or four of them. There was beer, wine and liquor and Irmi for sex. Yes, you heard right, Alfred ordered me to fuck with his buddies. At first I acted shy, ashamed and chaste, but he knew my soul. He knew very well that I had only had 13 or 14 lovers before him, most of them sexual failures. He looked deep into my soul, I wanted to fuck, with so many men that they would have sunk the Holland ferry. So it came to be that month after month I fucked these 3 or 4 men all night long, until I was dead. They were child molesters like him, but they simply fucked better than he. I could hardly wait to fuck with them, because they all fucked me incredibly well. I was inhibited in front of them to masturbate, something stopped me from doing so. So I learned quite quickly to orgasm without masturbating, which had previously seemed unthinkable to me. I lived out the whore that is inside me." Irmi lit her umpteenth cigarette.

Jack smiled broadly at her. "And — what? You fucked, I fucked too. Your talking about a whore is nonsense, sheer nonsense. Firstly, how many so called normal marriages do you think have these fuck sessions, with the chaste wife as the main attraction? I have taken part several times myself and thoroughly fucked the chaste, shy and shamefully‐burning main attraction. And secondly, you only got what you always wanted. That's normal, that's fine with me. And my sister is not a whore, not in the least. Enjoying sex doesn't mean you're a whore." Jack nodded in agreement. Irmi smiled again, relieved. How good was Jack to her! She asked him what he meant when he said he had also fucked? Jack told her about the female students he regularly fucked in his office. Irmi smiled crookedly. "That's the usual prejudice about young professors!" Jack told her how shy and modest they were at first, but that excited him. Most of them were still virgins, they had never played sexual games and only a few masturbated. He laid them over the desk, lifted up their skirts and fucked them. At first he pulled his cock out to ejaculate, but over time he squirted inside. Over time he didn't care whether he fathered bastards. He wasn't interested in it and had never heard of a pregnancy.

Mom didn't mind him sleeping at Irmi's more often. She just asked about contraception and was satisfied. Jack sometimes fucked with her, mostly with Irmi and on weekends with both of them one after the other. But Mom didn't want him to fuck Irmi in her presence or in her marital bed, that was just too much for her.

Fabersoft had grown very big. Jack was now 30, and he was given the professorship when the old professor retired. He gave the lectures himself, which was something he liked. He had just developed a new, even better system, and six of them had been working on it for a year and a half. He spoke to his closest people, he wanted to withdraw from Fabersoft and sell the company. He had given his all for almost ten years, but now he was fed up and very tired. Maybe he wanted more free time, maybe he wanted to do something completely different. He already had a buyer who was committed to continuing the business without restrictions. They stayed in seclusion for four days until they had clarified all the issues. Jack sold Fabersoft and went home with 129 million.

Alfred had been stabbed to death in the prison yard, the murderer was never found. Irmi didn't shed a single tear, Alfred at least had the terrible life of a child molester behind him, for good. Jack just said "Aha!" when she told him. Alfred was never his brother‐in‐law, he was a show‐off, a suck‐up and ultimately a nasty child molester. He continued reading his newspaper, unimpressed. What really worried him was Mama's illness. After almost 10 years, the cancer had broken out again. It was too late to operate. She was sent home, she only had a few days left, maybe just hours. Irmi and Jack learned to give her the morphine injections. Mama was emaciated to the bone, her eyes were oversized, her skin yellow and wrinkled. She had only one wish. If she died, she wanted to die while fucking, she whispered. Jack nodded and shaved her pubic hair for the last time, he washed her carefully from head to toe and sprayed a little of her favorite perfume.

Jack gave her the morphine every day. She smiled, "I'm not in pain!" and he smiled back, "Mom, you're high for the first time in your life, really high!" and smiled. On the third day she breathed, "come on now, I'm dying!" Jack lay down next to her, she was just skin and bones. "Legs up, like at Daddy's!" she asked quietly and he lifted her legs so that she could spread her toes in the headboard. "She looks like half a peach," whispered Irmi, who had sat quietly on a chair and who had never seen Jack fuck her. He fucked her with tears in his eyes and squirted, he gritted his teeth and continued to fuck her while crying, squirting again and again. She smiled sweetly into Jack's eyes, "Jack, dearest Jack!" and her toes let go, her thin legs fell lifeless down. Irmi and Jack lay down next to their dead mother and cried bitterly. They dressed their mother and called the family doctor.

They cleaned the house, they threw away everything that did not evoke personal memories. A cleaning crew swept through the house until it was sparkling clean. They had discussed keeping the house together. Dad had bought it and signed it over to Mom when he went to Australia. They decided to move into the parents' bedroom, and their children's rooms became their work rooms.

Irmi was now 36, Jack 33. She had passed her bar exam years ago and went to work for a large law firm. She took on cases of rape and child abuse pro bono, i.e. for free if the parents were not rich. She became an excellent lawyer, widely known for her persistence in finding out the truth. She remained Jack's wife for her entire life.

Jack could have lain lazily on his mat, he had enough money. He was loyal to Irmi, but sometimes he would run after a skirt and fuck the beautiful girl for a while with great pleasure. Irmi knew it and had no objections, as she also had the odd quickies. Jack learned languages, his brain wanted to be kept busy. He learned Mandarin and Arabic within two years and read many historical works from ancient China and early Arabia. He then also had to learn Persian, because the ancient Persians had a glorious cultural past. It satisfied him to see and hear Al Jazeera and the Chinese CGTV in the original.

For four years he fed his brain and one day decided to write stories and novellas himself.

This is how Jack Faber started writing.

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