Rachel's Delights

Rachel lay naked on the big bed as usual. Ben's 16th death anniversary. She spent this day as usual in dreams and memories of him. He was her husband, whom she could never forget or ever wanted to forget. She stroked her body very lightly and remembered.

Rachel had an annoying purulent boil in her groin when she was 17. The young doctor, Ben Eli Baruch, took a close look at the matter. First he shaved off her pubic hair completely. He couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful pussy and her large clit. "The most beautiful between Aleppo and el Arish," he commented with shining eyes. "What now," Rachel asked with a cheeky smile, "my pussy or the boil?" He smiled, "I'm not looking at the boil, girl, but at your clit!" The phrase is attributed to the French politician George Picot, who is said to have said to King Faisal of Syria after World War I, "The Jewish problem will not be solved until we give them the land between Aleppo and el Arish!" Today, the phrase stands for "all of Israel." The doctor leaned forward and parted her labia with his fingers. "No hymen, clitoris greatly enlarged," he said into the dictaphone. She was late in reacting to his comment. "I forged my student ID when I was 14 so I could go to the disco at the weekend and take a guy home with me." He smiled kindly. "That's fine, Miss Bronfman, I'm not sexually repressed! But I have to ask, do you take steroids?" Rachel nodded, "I do bodybuilding, with steroids of course." He shook his head, "The steroids do make your muscles bigger, but they destroy your clit in the long run. It'll be broken by the time you're 40, that's not funny!" Ben was very serious, "not to mention other damage to your heart, liver, etc. I can only advise you against it in all seriousness." Rachel looked into Ben's eyes. She could trust him, she felt that immediately.

Bodybuilding was out from now on.

She watched him with curious eyes, he was smart, 33 years old and single, the fat girl at the reception had murmured that with a longing look in her eyes. He said a local anesthetic would be sufficient. Rachel nodded and he sprayed it around the boil. "You'll only feel a small prick, if anything." He cut out the boil quickly and expertly, then stitched up the wound with four threads. A large plaster to finish. She was supposed to come in for a check‐up in two days.

Rachel came, he removed the plaster and shaved the stubbles on her pussy. He was only satisfied when there was no stubble left. She looked in the mirror, her pussy now looked like a little girl's pussy, only her stiff clit peeped cheekily out between her labia. "The most beautiful pussy," he began, and Rachel added like a shot, "between Aleppo and el Arish!" They looked at each other and both burst out laughing.

That's how it began.

She came every other day, he removed the stitches and looked at her pussy and clit with shining eyes. Twice a week he shaved the stubble, "that's the way it should be," he said. She picked him up every day after work, they went to the café, drank a coffee and got to know each other. Rachel really loved him, she wasn't just in love. After four weeks they fucked for the first time, she enjoyed it very much. His cock was normal size, curved upwards like a banana and he was very skilled at fucking for a long time. She always had an orgasm, which was rarely the case with her previous weekend acquaintances. At some point she told him that she had been masturbated for the first time in kindergarten by her now best friend Lena and that she had done it every night before going to sleep since then. Every night. Ben nodded, that was fine, he murmured.

Lena only fucked men very rarely, she was a lesbian through and through. Of course Ben asked and Rachel lowered her head. Yes, since kindergarten, until today, although she herself was not a lesbian. But Lena sometimes stayed overnight during the week, they masturbated each other and Lena always fucked Rachel with her clit. Rachel said that she really wasn't a lesbian herself, but she really enjoyed having Lena fuck her clit‐to‐clit to orgasm! Ben smiled, he murmured that was completely normal.

They got married after 6 months. He owned a nice little house on the southwestern outskirts of Jerusalem, you could see Mount Zion from the house. There was a big garden and a small pool. It wasn't for swimming, but for cooling off. Rachel had already finished her last year of school as Mrs. Rachel Eli Baruch and started writing journalistic articles. Being a journalist was her dream job, she had applied to dozens of newspaper editors, but had not yet received a positive response. She wrote an article of around 3,000 words every day and emailed them to the 5 largest daily newspapers, but none of them were ever printed. But she did it because she was stubbornly pursuing her goal. She soon became pregnant and would become a mother at 18 and a half. In her ninth month, Ben took her to work at the hospital. He was much more worried than she was and did not want to leave her alone at home. And then, one morning, it happened.

A driver overtook oncoming traffic and rammed her car head‐on. Ben died instantly. Rachel, who like him was not wearing a seatbelt, flew into the windshield. The doctors did not believe that she would survive. A young doctor who had just returned from the USA performed a Caesarean section and sealed the horizontal cut with a special adhesive. The child, a boy, survived the accident unscathed. Rachel was in a coma for a week and they were sure she would never wake up again. But a kind God allowed the swelling in her brain to go down overnight and she woke up on the 6th morning. It was a miracle. She asked first about Ben and later about the child. "What should the child be called, Mrs. Bronfman?" She didn't have to think, "Esther or David" and the head nurse smiled. "Shall I bring David in for you?" Rachel nodded, he was brought in, but both her arms were in plaster because they were both broken. Yes, she wanted to breastfeed her sweet David, she had enough milk. The nurses brought the little one every three hours and Rachel was just blissful. She cried often because Ben was dead.

A boy came to her bed. Rachel didn't know him, he was probably a nurse. But he uncovered her and examined the Caesarean section meticulously. Now she understood that he was a doctor. Daniel Eisenstein, surgeon, he introduced himself, he had performed the Caesarean section and used the new technique from America, and the new glue. Previously, the inner layers of tissue were sewn together and only the outer ones were glued together, but the new method glued each layer individually. This would result in fewer internal scars, which sometimes led to problems. He was very satisfied, it had worked out great. He asked if he could take a photo of the wound, for science. Rachel agreed, no problem! Eisenstein came back with the camera and wet shaving equipment. "The stubble has to go!" he declared categorically. Even Ben had never shaved her as wonderfully delicately as this surgeon with the golden hands. Then he took pictures, 35 pictures. He showed her the pictures. In each one her childlike pussy was clearly visible. In the first picture her clit was soft and in a resting position. But from picture to picture the clit got bigger and bigger, and in the end it stood out boldly and horny. She remembered the horny dirty photo sessions in her earlier years and that made her visibly horny. He would photograph the wound every day, said Eisenstein, and didn't say a word about her half‐open pussyhole or her excited clit.

She couldn't masturbate, her plastered arms were attached to weights above. He photographed the wound every day, Rachel was embarrassed because her small, tight pussyhole and the swelling clit were clearly visible in every picture. Both grew larger, the pussyhole and the clit. But she got used to it. She survived the horniness on the first day without being able to masturbate. But on the second day she managed to free her right arm from the suspension and masturbate with her plastered hand, thank God! She only corrected Eisenstein once, "My name is no longer Bronfman, but Eli Baruch, Rachel Eli Baruch." To her surprise, Dr. Eisenstein laughed. "THE Eli Baruch? The religious philosopher, 13th century, Rabbi in Frankfurt, Germany!?" Rachel nodded in amazement, yes, that's exactly him. Eisenstein told her that a long time ago he had been a cheeky and rebellious student and had complained that the students were being read the 800 year old texts, that was absurd! The teacher made him stay after school and slammed an Orthodox magazine on the boy's desk. He was supposed to summarize the 4‐page newspaper article about the Rabbi on one A4 page. He finished after two hours and therefore remembered Rabbi Eli Baruch for the rest of his life. Rachel smiled and said how proud her Ben is, no, was, because he was descended from this Rabbi. She cried and Eisenstein left.

She was mistakenly registered under her maiden name in the hospital. That always reminded her of her father. One night, when she was not even 13, she had sneaked into her father's bed. "Please, Daddy, make me a real woman!" she urged him in a quiet whisper. "I'm the only and last virgin in the class and that's just unbearable!" Dad thought for a long time, then nodded. They were inaudibly quiet as he deflowered and fucked her. Mom pretended to be asleep, but her heart was pounding in her throat as her daughter was deflowered and fucked. He always squirted inside her, she didn't have her period yet. She came quietly to him every night or every other night to fuck. Just like Mom, she didn't have an orgasm with Dad, who was such a nice father, but didn't fuck particularly well.

Mom acted as if she didn't know anything, but Rachel could see that she was secretly watching them fuck when she was just as secretly masturbating under the covers. Days later, Mom had spoken to Dad, and Rachel was allowed to lie with them in the marital bed. Rachel saw Mom's pussy up close for the first time. Her dark pubic hair lay in flattened curls, her inner labia hung out of her pussy a little like two knife blades. The clit was completely hidden. And she saw for the first time how Dad fucked Mom. Mom parted the labia with her fingers and exposed the small clits head under the hood that was connected to the inner labia. At first she just rubbed the hood back and forth and the clit grew visibly larger. She rubbed the head for minutes until her thighs began to tremble with orgasm. That was what Dad had been waiting for, his cock penetrated with a quick jerk and Mom sucked in air with a loud sigh. Dad fucked her impatiently in the middle of her orgasm, he wanted to fuck little Rachel as soon as possible! Mom seemed to enjoy being fucked in the middle of her orgasm a lot, they did it the same way every night! Dad smoked a cigarette or two, then he fucked Rachel. Rachel loved to lie on her back on Mom's breasts when she was fucked. She put a hand on Mom's pussy, her fingers gently touching Mom's hardened clit. Rachel could feel that the clit was still very stiff from the initial masturbation and orgasmic fucking and was twitching impatiently. Mom kept her eyes closed and waited impatiently to finally masturbate! Dad didn't fuck for very long, he was finished with Rachel in a few minutes. Mom turned off the light and masturbated, which she did every night in the dark before falling asleep. Rachel listened to her noises and smiled as Mom orgasmed.

Rachel now had a full calendar. Some afternoons Lena came to masturbate and fuck her clit‐to‐clit, and in the evenings she went to the parents' bedroom to watch Mom and Dad fuck and then to be fucked by Dad. Dad preferred to go to the military barracks at the weekend to escape the boring Shabbat rules. Rachel was let in on Mom's secret. She called her friends and invited one over. She only called good fuckers, only those with big and enduring cocks. They fucked Mom and Rachel alternately. Rachel learned to work her way to an orgasm while fucking these good fuckers. Rachel thought it was perfectly fine when Mom let other men fuck her, it was just sex, fucking and orgasm, but never adultery, Mom never cheated on Dad!

Two years later, Dad was dead, killed in the Lebanon War. His two brothers were given leave from the front for the ceremonial funeral. Of course, they stayed overnight with Mom; grief and fucking went well together. They fucked Mom and Rachel in turns until morning, to honor their brother, until everyone was terribly exhausted. Rachel knew that with Dad's death, she was now an adult, at 15. Mom and she continued to let strong friends fuck them one after the other in the following period. Rachel, who ignored Shabbat, put on makeup on Saturday night and went to the disco. She always brought a young bull with her, let him fuck her thoroughly and then set him on Mom, who was not even 40 and loved to fuck very, very much.

One of the teachers asked what her father did for a living. She replied that he had been a math teacher at the school across the street, and that he was now dead. The teacher raised his head. "Bronfman?" She nodded cheekily, "Yes, Colonel Bronfman and I'm Rachel Bronfman!" The teacher was a little embarrassed and she threw her arms around Lena's neck and cried bitterly.

The young Dr. Eisenstein was delighted, it would only be an almost invisible scar. And if a lover noticed it, she should throw the penny‐pincher, the scrooge, out of her bed! Once he asked if she still did sports. She said she used to do bodybuilding. He nodded knowingly, the big clit, he had long since assumed it. And what else? Because she had lost the puppy fat in a very short time, she was slim and slender like an athlete, he noted appreciatively. She shook her head, but then smiled, "Fingersports, of course!" Eisenstein looked at her in amazement, what is that supposed to be!? She smiled mischievously, "Well, do it with my fingers!" His face lit up and he laughed heartily. "Fingersport, how cute!" Even as he left he was still smiling, "Fingersport!"

Her face was in a worse state. She had 4 operations in the 6 weeks she was in the hospital. But from then on she no longer had the angel face, but a dozen disfiguring scars on her face, and one eye was always half open. The doctors couldn't fix that, the tissue just wouldn't hold and the lower eyelid hung limply. She only had to look in the mirror and knew that no man would ever desire her again. And so it was.

Rachel woke up from her doze when David knelt next to her. He came every afternoon to masturbate, it had been like that for a long time. Rachel lay on her stomach, she dozed and watched him as he rubbed and rubbed and rubbed his banana. For years, following the same ritual, he would squirt two or three times on her asscheek, only then would he spread her legs with his knees and penetrate her cunthole from behind. He had been doing it for years, he used to fuck her just a little and squirt just a few drops into her pussy hole. She remembered the first time.

Rachel realized one day that little David was hopelessly horny and didn't know how to relieve himself. She had long since enlightened him and shown him everything. Of course she never masturbated to orgasm in his presence, but she had of course shown him what she had a clit for and masturbated in front of him for minutes. But she stopped just before the orgasm rolled in. He wanted to see her masturbate again and again hundreds or thousand times and of course she liked doing it for him and only stopped when the orgasm was imminent. Show him the orgasm? No, that was much too private!

She could now see that he was completely overwhelmed by his strong erection. His cock was still childishly sweet, but he could already squirt. She had noticed the stains on the sheet because he ejaculated involuntarily at night, every night, she had checked that. He tried to maneuver his small cock into her pussyhole, but only when she reached back to her asscheeks and spread them wide, was he able to penetrate halfway with the tip of his cock. He pushed all the way forward, how soft, warm and pleasant it was here! He saw thr lover in front of him, pushing into Grandma's pussy hole. David pushed too, once, twice and three times. He squirted instantly and his eyes widened. She turned to him and smiled indulgently. "Come, sit down next to me, here." She took his curved banana in her fist. "Now rub with your fist until he squirts, I'll show you!" She masturbated him and he exclaimed in amazement when he squirted. Now she let him masturbate himself and then again. While he masturbated, he stared at her pussyhole under her asscheeks and squirted wildly on her asscheeks. She smiled. "You can squirt on my asscheek if you like!" He did so and said that it would be wonderful to squirt on her ass. In truth, he just wanted to stare at her pussyhole while he masturbated. She noticed his greedy look. She took his hand and guided his fingers forward along the crease of her ass until his fingers touched her pussy. "Do you like that?" she asked and he nodded. "Go ahead, it's expressly permitted!" David's fingers explored her pussy and his eyes took on a festive Christmas glow. "Can I touch the clit too?" he asked uncertainly and she nodded, "Ah, yes, you have often seen how I masturbate my clit. If you don't press it too hard, but just rub it gently and softly, then my legs will start shaking and I will have my orgasm, then it's good!" He did it as a test and she nodded, "Yes, that's right! You'll see, if you rub your cock and rub my pussy or clit at the same time, then the squirt will be really great!"

He tried it for a few days, she praised him and said, "It's important that you can do it, because then you'll fuck much better!" He somehow took it differently and started to fuck her from behind the next day, not masturbating. She let him fuck her, he squirted like a fountain, mostly besides her cunthole everywhere, and he didn't masturbate at all. When he had squirted everything out and besides after several fucks, she spoke to him about it because she didn't want it that way yet, he was still much too young to fuck. She reminded him that she had shown him how to masturbate, to squirt and play with her clit so that he would do it too. Maybe she had said it too harshly, he was quite frightened at first. She took it back a little. "When you've squirted everything out, you can fuck me a little bit from behind, but only a little bit, only then is it okay!" And so this procedure came about, which he followed conscientiously.

He was very excited and agitated the first few times, he hesitated for a long time and asked her if he was really allowed to do it? She nodded without hesitation. She had last time heard two mothers talking about exactly that and wanted to know exactly! She had therefore already spoken to many mothers about it beforehand and quite a few of them let their sons fuck them, there was really nothing wrong with that! She spoke to these mothers on the phone for hours and got everything out of them. When had it started, when, how and where did they do it, were the boys allowed to squirt inside, did the husband know? She wanted to know every juicy detail and they answered honestly. Hardly any husband knew. Some let their boy fuck them as soon as he got home from school, others were particularly clever and only let themselves be fucked when he had done his homework. All of them were on the pill and let him squirt inside without a second thought. Most of the boys only fucked once, only a few more times. One who regularly let the boy fuck her, had a men's night once a month. Her husband made her available to his friends, they fucked her one after the other until well after midnight and the next day she was completely knocked out. But she enjoyed it a lot, it was a wonderful change from the monotony.

David squirted several times on her ass cheek and then asked if he could now? She asked if he had squirted all out and wanted to fuck now and he nodded eagerly, "Yes, Mom, I really want to!" So it came to pass that after masturbating he fucked her a little bit, shyly and a little reserved. David penetrated very gently and carefully and only gained some confidence when she showed him exactly how to do it. In the first few weeks she rubbed his banana stiff and inserted the small cock into her pussy hole from behind herself. She kept her fingers on his cock to guide him during the fuck. When he came to squirt, she caressed his balls, which inevitably triggered his squirting. He only ever fucked for a short time, he was still a child and didn't last long. Over time, his cock grew, as did his confidence.

Years had passed since then, he always masturbated first and ejaculated a few times on her round asscheek. While he masturbated, his fingers happily played with her pussy and clit, and now he triggered small orgasms with her clit every time. Only when he had squirted all his juice on her ass did he penetrate her pussyhole from behind. His clitplay when he masturbated also became more targeted and she liked it, because his clitplay was arousing, sometimes she even had a small orgasm. It was only when he reached puberty that he fucked her for longer and ejaculated more extensively. Now she masturbated more or less hidden, lying on her stomach while he fucked her. As soon as her asscheeks twitched in orgasm, he stopped and waited until she had finished masturbating. Then he fucked her again, it had taken him a good 15 minutes by now. She reached back and caressed his balls, and he squirted immediately. Strangely enough, he didn't think this type of fucking was "real" fucking. He had been fucking her from behind for years, with her lying on her stomach. For "real" fucking, she would have had to lie on her back and he would have had to fuck her from the front, face to face. She was rather amused by this twisted logic, he could define it however he wanted!

David experienced all these things a little differently from the beginning. He knew his father only from photographs, and he knew that he had left them a life insurance policy and a fortune of considerable value, which would provide them both with money for life, but his mother's love for his father impressed him the most from an early age. She had never taken a lover, she made no attempt to find a substitute father for him. When Grandma visited them both, Mom always shook her head, "No, thank you, Mom, but I don't feel like fucking!" she always said to Grandma, and David concluded that Grandma wanted to share her loverboy with Mom. Grandma was the sweetest Grandma in the world, in the evening did she retreat to the guest room with her lover. "We mustn't disturb them while they're fucking!" Mom warned him when she discovered him spying. He always did that, so he knew what fucking was from a very early age on. He was always amazed that Grandma had black, curly pubic hair and wasn't clean‐shaven like Mom's pussy. Grandma always brought a new boy to fuck, and she was adamant that he fucked her at least a second time. During the break she took his cock in her mouth and sucked until the cock was hard again for fucking. David thought that sucking his cock in the mouth was actually disgusting but hot at the same time.

When David had finished his homework, he always went to his Mom's bedroom. She had sent her article by email like she did every day and was lying naked on her stomach browsing on the Internet. Sometimes he saw that she was watching porn videos, but she always closed the laptop. "You're still much too young to watch fucking, my darling!" she sometimes murmured. She lay down casually and dozed. He always sat between her legs, stared at her slit and her big clit and squeezed his cock. He could do that squeezing for hours, watching her slit and clit move, when she moved while dozing. In the early afternoon they went to the pool every day and then sunbathed.

One day she explained everything to him. Everything. The fucking, the cock and his little sack, in which the tiny babies swam and which the man squirted into the woman's cunthole while fucking. The hole was called a pussy, Mom showed him her pussy and he was allowed to touch it. Most women had bigger pussies, Mom said, when they had given birth to a child, the baby had to slide through that little hole. She hadn't given birth to him normally, he had been born by Caesarean section in emergency surgery after the accident. She explained the Caesarean section and showed him the barely visible scar. She explained all the parts of the pussy to him and finally the clit. The clit was there to give girls the same pleasures as the cock gave to men. That's why she had a particularly big clit, she explained, because she used to do bodybuilding. He touched the clit, it was almost as big as his little finger. "It'll get stiff like your boy's cock," Mom said, he should just take it in his hand, then it would grow and get stiff like his cock. In fact, that was exactly how it was.

She said she would show him how he could make his cock squirt when it was as stiff as it was now. She grabbed his cock in her fist, it was still so small that it nearly disappeared in her fist. David paid close attention to how she did it and was very surprised that his cock could squirt. She wiped the juice and the babies into a tissue and let him do it himself. It was really easy as child's play and he did it again straight away. He was thoughtful and asked how she did it, how the girls did it? "Okay," said Mom, "I'd be happy to show you, but don't forget that you normally only do it in private, boys and girls alike!"

She lay on her back and spread her legs. Her finger rubbed her clitoris gently and slowly, up and down, back and forth. David noticed in her eyes how she was getting hornier and hornier and now increasing the pace. After maybe 10 minutes she started to wiggle her ass back and forth, her finger racing over her clit. She squeezed her eyes shut, rubbed herself very quickly and her ass pumped back and forth. The orgasm was rolling on and she tried hard to hide it. So she stopped, she didn't want to show him her orgasm, she found it very private. She asked him if he could see it clearly? He nodded eagerly, "that's great and very exciting!"

Mom was good‐natured and let herself persuade to masturbate herself first every day. She called it masturbation and the end was called orgasm. She always wanted to suppress the orgasm, but mostly she couldn't. David didn't seem to notice when the orgasm pushed her ass back and forth. This was what it looked like when she tried to suppress the orgasm. He was too busy masturbating and to stretch her pussyhole with his fingers, to squirt right into the hole from an inch away. Because she was still masturbating, she ignored his intrusion. That's how it was.

Before she had even finished masturbating, he started masturbating. He ejaculated from a short distance over her pussy. She smiled friendly but said, he should ejaculate on her ass instead, please! She turned onto her stomach. He now sat between her legs like before, stared at her slit and ejaculated two or three times on her asscheeks. She sometimes masturbated beforehand, stopping before orgasming and he didn't ejaculate during it, she didn't like that. But her clit was now always stiff and red when she lay on her stomach afterwards. He always stared at her aroused clit while masturbating.

He ejaculated on her ass for months. He thought they both liked it. He moved closer and closer to her slit to ejaculate and ejaculated happily on her clit. She grinned mischievously over her shoulder when his cock touched her pussy and ejaculated on her clit. David had forgotten how they came up with this in the conversation, but she said that if he had squirted out all his juice while masturbating, he could fuck her from behind afterwards. The next day he forgot to masturbate and fucked her from behind, his hands resting on her ass cheeks. He squirted deep inside and squirted most of it besides. She scolded him, "that wasn't what we agreed on!" David was shocked, he had done it completely wrong. He was really upset. But now he did it right, he masturbated first and then fucked. "That's now fine," mumbled Mom.

They did it like that until the end of the school year. He noticed purely by chance that she was caressing her clit while he was fucking her from behind. Later she rubbed her clit harder, and when her asscheeks were shaking really hard, he stopped until she had finished masturbating, then he continued fucking. No, it wasn't "real" fucking, he had often seen how grandma let herself be fucked, face to face. Mom complained that spying was indecent, but at the same time she knew that David always spied when her mother was being fucked by a lover in the guest room. Rachel usually ignored his spying with a smile, because her mother showed him good things only. Mom didn't understand his assessment, but he was much smarter than her. Wasn't he?

At least he used the next school year wisely. He made Rachel get on all fours, he held her by the hips and fucked her from behind for 20 to 30 minutes. She masturbated while being fucked without hiding it and she loved to orgasm while fucking. He held her like a vice as he squirted his full load inside her pussy hole.

This school year had passed. Yulia, the neighbor's daughter of the same age, came every afternoon to get help with her studies. She was mentally retarded and attended a special school. Mentally she was more like 10 or 11, but physically 17. She was quite fat and had firm breasts. Of course she wanted to play much more than learn. She showed him her pussy, he showed her his cock. They romped around naked on his bed, cuddling and snuggling. Of course she could fuck, she had been fucked by her Dad for years. But she only wanted to have "real" sex in Mom's bedroom, if his pretty Mom joined in. He thought that was out of the question and only fucked Yulias belly, squirted on her belly and pussy, but only from the outside. Yulia was stubborn and he scolded her, saying she was 8 or 9 at the most. Yulia was insulted, but she insisted. So he gathered all his courage and asked Mom. She closed the laptop and agreed. So Yulia got to fuck, she cuddled with Mom in a cheeky and pushy way while he penetrated Yulia's pussy hole. He fucked her for a good 20 minutes while Mom and Yulia kissed like the lovers with his Grandma. David only found out later from Mom that Yulia was a lesbian and what that meant. He came to squirt and Yulia laughed hysterically as he squirted inside. "You squirt just like Dad," Yulia whispered in his ear. But from then on he fucked Yulia until the end of the school year, every afternoon, as often as he could. But Mom never joined in again.

David was completely surprised when he saw Mom fucking Yulia's father. He had never seen her fuck a man before, now he was secretly watching it. It was surprising how much Mom enjoyed fucking, she was rarely this exuberant and happy.

Mom experienced these things differently. Yulia, the neighbors' 17‐year‐old daughter, came to David's every afternoon to study. She was very weak and went to a special school. A 12‐year‐old in the blossoming womanly body of a 17‐year‐old. It wasn't long before the two were romping naked on his bed and playing 'Mommy and Daddy fuck'. Ben lay on her belly and moved up and down until he squirted. Rachel watched them both, but she had no objections. One afternoon David came into her room, his cock sticking out like a bayonet. "Yulia only wants to let me fuck properly, here with you, if you're there. She doesn't have her period yet and said I could safely squirt inside her pussyhole!" Rachel nodded in agreement and closed her laptop.

She immediately realized that Yulia was a lesbian when she lay down next to Rachel and tried to turn her on with French kisses. Yulia let David penetrate her, she no longer had a hymen. Yulia kissed Rachel constantly, she hardly paid any attention to David, who was basically fucking a girl "properly" for the first time. It was always clear to Rachel that he did not see her fucking as fucking, although he had been fucking her for a long time. After 20 minutes, David stood up and announced proudly like a peacock that he was going to squirt now! Yulia let go of Rachel and devoted herself to David, who, after further thrusting, squirted in firm, full jets. Yulia laughed happily and hysterically when he had finished. From now on, learning was just a short alibi, the two of them fucked all afternoon, but without Rachel, she didn't want to do it anymore.

Ben had no objections when Lena came to visit every few weeks and stayed overnight with them. He watched the two of them fucking each other's clits and then fucked one and the other, these little orgies often lasted late into the night. Although Lena was a real lesbian, she liked to let Ben fuck her, over and over again. She was much more passive when fucking than Rachel, she almost always had an orgasm and still masturbated wildly when he squirted. Ben loved her from the start, Lena was very easy‐going orgasming and almost always had a strong orgasm when he fucked her, followed by more small ones until Ben squirted. When she climaxed, she squealed a long drawn‐out Squeeeeee!" like a little piglet, both when fucking or when masturbating. Lena, oh Lena! Magdalena Trojanoff had become an internationally famous concert pianist and lived with her Finnish conductor Tove Pettälä in Paris.

Rachel got into the pool at midday to cool off and lay down on the lounger to let the sun dry her. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. She heard a rustling in the thuja hedge and went over there. She parted the bushes and there he was, Shimon, Yulia's father, naked and masturbating. They stood naked opposite each other and he just kept masturbating. She watched him and he stared at her clit, which rose up and became stiff. After 10 minutes he squirted into the bushes and grinned impudently. That's how their affair began.

He came to her every afternoon and she liked to fuck him. David always waited until Shimon had left. He was very surprised because he had never seen Rachel been fucked before. Shimon was only mediocre at fucking, but she was still very happy. She was fucking a real man for the first time in 16 years. She looked curiously at his uncircumcised cock; she had never seen one with a foreskin before. She found it exciting when the glans fought its way through the foreskin when erecting. Although she always had to use her finger to orgasm, she was convinced that she had missed it a lot. She couldn't talk to Shimon about anything; he was a dumb simpleton. His original name was Wanja and he came from Belarus. He had impregnated Yulia's mother 18 years ago during a student exchange and he obeyed his Russian Orthodox sense of responsibility. He emigrated to Israel, took the name Shimon and became an Israeli. Or more precisely, an unemployed Israeli, because work had not been invented for him; his wife earned enough. He fucked Yulia and Rachel alternately; that was enough work. His wife only had him on weekends.

Rachel fucked him every afternoon, as often as he could, because he was the only man far and wide who ignored her scars and her disfigured eye. But the affair ended abruptly, the fine neighbors ratted them out and his wife caught them in flagrante. He only came rarely under cover of night, when his wife and child were asleep. So it all ended unspectacularly. David, who had diligently fucked Yulia every afternoon, was left by Yulia almost at the same time, she now went to another special school and had new friends to fuck there.

But Rachel imagined that she was missing real fucking. She only spoke to David about it briefly, he knew about the affair with Shimon, he had sometimes secretly watched and he had learned "real" fucking from Yulia that year. He lay down next to Rachel and they cuddled like lovers until they were both hot. He lay on top of Rachel and penetrated her from the front. She sighed and murmured that his cock felt like his father's. She thought for a moment when he asked. "It's curved upwards in the same way and that's why your glans rubs exactly the sensitive spot!" she said.

David should give up masturbating altogether, Rachel said, he could fuck her every night as often as he wanted and as long as he could still ejaculate. He saw that. She had regular orgasms and was very happy about it, she once said. They fucked several times every night for the next few years, even when he was doing his military service. He studied medicine and married a very fuck‐happy girl when he was 30. His wife and he didn't gagged each other, both had their free space. So he and Rachel continued to fuck, very regularly. Rachel accepted her fate, with her disfigured face she could no longer find a man.

She only had David left to fuck.

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