Pat and the Lesbians

Betty and her son Patrick lived on her small invalid's pension, more or less. Pat knew that his mother could only sleep with a strong sleeping pill. Betty was a sworn lesbian, Pat was actually an accident at work from her youth, when she was still a porn star and earned her money by fucking in front of the camera. After her accident, she no longer fucked a man; she was no longer suitable for the camera. She often thought about whether her father could possibly be Pat's father, and the thought always made her shudder. She shuddered, because it was very likely, because he was the only man, apart from the men on camera, who fucked her every night and squirted deep inside her. The uncertainty was getting on her nerves. Her father had deflowered her when she was very young and fucked her every night until Pat was about 6 years old. Then his luck ran out and he became impotent. In fact, he fucked much better than many of the studs who fucked her on camera.

From a young age, Pat, who had to sleep in the children's room, spied when Betty had female visitors. At 12, he knew more about lesbianism than anyone else. He pestered his mother, wanting to be there when the female visitors came. She watched him disgustedly as Pat rubbed his cock and ejaculated in a wide arc. She whispered to her girl and one day she came naked into the children's room. He could come and watch in complete silence, and if he had to, he could masturbate, she said, not very enthusiastically.

From then on, Pat was there too. He looked at the women's and girls' pussyholes and clits up close when they licked Betty's clit and stretched out their asses. Very few protested when his fingers touched their pussy and rubbed the clit a little. His mother always gave him a reproachful look, but that was not a given. One of the older visitors broke the ice. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked him and Betty immediately protested. "He's still too young to fuck, Thea!" but Pat couldn't be stopped. Thea was the first woman Pat had fucked. He was surprised at how fine, soft and warm her pussy was inside. He had squirted shortly before and now fucked Thea for quite a long time. "You can squirt inside without worrying, Patrick," said Thea, "I'm already 39 and in the menopause, I'm definitely not going to get pregnant again!" Pat didn't know what the menopause was, but he squirted inside full of lust and horniness.

After Thea had left, Betty had a serious talk with him. They went back and forth, Pat made two important points. Firstly, he was allowed to ask her lovers if he could fuck them. Secondly, he was allowed to sleep in the big marital bed with Mom. She sighed, but his argument was good, he wanted to caress her buttocks while masturbating and squirt on them. She found that disgusting, but she finally agreed. It was the first time he saw her turn her back to him, masturbate quietly and secretly as every night. He stared at her masturbating finger between her ass cheeks because he spread her ass cheeks a little with his hands. That didn't bother her and she masturbated even more diligently. When she pressed her finger to her clit and clenched her ass cheeks during an orgasm, he let her go. She fell asleep immediately after her orgasm because of the sleeping pills.

At first he stuck to the agreement. He asked the woman if he could fuck her from behind, while she was licking Mom's clit. After exchanging glances with his mother, they all agreed. At night he pressed his cock into the crease of Betty's ass, who was sleeping like dead on her belly. He squirted on her buttocks and fell asleep too. But time is the enemy of all peace, it gnaws and gnaws at every agreement to weaken and undermine it.

He no longer asked the ladies if he could fuck them, he fucked them to his heart's content, sometimes even twice. And at night he knelt between Betty's thighs, who was lying on her belly. For a while he squirted from behind onto her pussyslit, night after night his cock came closer to the pussyslit. Until he touched the slit when he squirted. Betty slept soundly like the dead, she didn't notice anything.

Night after night his cock went a few millimeters deeper when he squirted. That was encouraging. Because he spread her buttocks with his hands, a few nights later he was able to push his cock all the way into her pussyhole to squirt. Betty was lying on her belly as usual, she was fast and deep asleep and didn't notice his intrusions. Betty's pussy hole was as fine, silky and velvety as the girls' pussy holes. He felt a holy shiver run down his spine. He was determined to fuck Betty properly. He had pushed her legs to the side, her pussy was shining and glistening between her ass cheeks.

The Holy Grail.

He leaned forward and rubbed her clit for a few minutes until it was stiff and pointed, indicating that she was ready for fucking. Betty's clit was rather small and hidden compared to other girls' clits. He pulled his foreskin back as far as he could, then he penetrated slowly, as always. He paused for a moment, he was about to defile and dishonor Betty. He plucked up the courage and fucked Betty like the girls. Betty didn't even flinch, he fucked her timidly at first, but later more and more confidently and thoroughly.

Betty didn't let on in the morning that she had been fucked while sleeping. She told Pat over breakfast about her dream in which she had been fucked by this and that guy. The telling of her naughty dreams made her hot as a stove, she lay down in bed and masturbated. He lay down next to her and caressed her inner thighs. He asked if he could fuck her while she masturbated, but she shook her head, even though she was so incredibly hot. "A son is not allowed to fuck his own mother," she groaned, rolling her eyes, "letting him watch you masturbating is already very, very sinful!" He masturbated after her orgasm and squirted upon her inner thighs, even though she didn't like his masturbating or squirting. Pat, who had not been caught by her strange fake religiousness, continued to caress her inner thighs for a whole year, masturbating after her orgasm and squirting upon her inner thighs, very near her pussy. She now masturbated every morning after breakfast. He knelt between her thighs and squirted on her pussy when she climaxed. It took half a year before she accepted that he pressed his cock against her pussyhole when he squirted and squirted inside. Half a year later, he still dared to stick his cock deep into her pussy hole and squirt inside when she had an orgasm after breakfast.

When her orgasm had subsided, she pulled his cock out of her pussy hole, sighing, groaning and moaning, and held the stiff sex offender in her hand, caressing his foreskin softly. "No, we mustn't do that, it will end in true fucking at some point! That's a mortal sin, you understand, a mortal sin!" He nodded, "yes, a mortal sin, fine by me! I don't care, Mom, whether it's a mortal sin or not! I've fucked dozens, hundreds of your girlfriends, and now the time has come to fuck you thoroughly!" Mom put her hands over her face. "No, please don't, Pat! I don't want to commit the mortal sin! Is it so difficult for you to give it up for my sake?" He never answered that question. This dialogue repeated itself day after day when she came to orgasm after masturbating and he buried his cock deep in her pussy and squirted inside. She smiled and giggled lustfully when he put his cock deep in her pussy and squirted. She deliberately took her time pulling his hard cock out. She seemed to enjoy it more and more each time and their arguments about it lost their edge.

One morning his cock entered her pussy when she was still miles away from orgasm. It was too late to protest, he fucked Betty regularly, from start to finish. Betty could hardly contain her sexual excitement. She hadn't been fucked so well in ages, except in her wet dreams. She thought she recognized his cock, but that was simply not possible! Now, now Pat was squirting inside, it was a long-missed, wonderful feeling. But it wasn't right to be fucked by her own son, and now the tears were gushing uncontrollably into her eyes.

Betty cried heartbreakingly when she tried to pull his cock out, but it was very late. Because his cock was still really stiff, he pushed her back into the fuck position. He ignored her sobs and cries and fucked her until he had to squirt. She held him in her arms sobbing for minutes, and he felt with his cock that her clit flinched with each sob. She had become very hot, but did not allow herself to orgasm. An eternity later, she reached down and slowly pulled his cock out. She cried bitterly.

"Oh my God! We have sinned!" Pat was silent, he knew what was going to happen next. "The mortal sin! The mortal sin! And I let it happen, maybe even promoted it! Oh my God!" She cried sobbing, and Pat hugged her comfortingly. He knew that she was not putting on an act. He consoled her, saying it would not happen again. It took her a quarter of an hour to calm down. He held back for a week, only penetrating her to squirt inside and letting her pull his cock out later.

One week later he fucked Betty again. She cried and sobbed a little, but she felt how much she had longed for him to fuck her, for a whole week! He squirted pleasurably inside her, he squirted and squirted without end. She smiled broadly and nodded in agreement when he whispered that he had to fuck her again, a second time. She could no longer hold back her orgasm and smiled shyly as he squirted inside. She left his cock inside, hugged him lovingly and whispered, "you did it again!" He smiled too and stroked her cheek. "You can't be dead more than once, the deadly sins don't accumulate!" So it came to be that from then on he fucked her every morning. No more crying, no more sobbing. "If you pile our deadly sins on top of each other, we'll finally reach to heaven!" She felt good about it.

For the first time, she told him that she used to be a porn star. With a few clicks, she called up the porn film company's internal archive and showed him 20-year-old recordings, raw, uncut and without sound. She let him watch for hours. "You were a real beauty, Mom," Pat said reverently, "I can see how much fun you had. Orgasms without end! You were very talented!" Betty said, yes, until the accident. "That's when I discovered that I'm a lesbian. But that was ages ago!"

Pat was in the middle of preparing for his high school exams, he had to organize his time like never before. He would have loved to watch the old porn videos day and night, but he controlled himself. With his high school exams ahead of him, it demanded his attention. He fucked Betty after breakfast and her lover in the afternoon. He studied late into the night and only rarely fucked Betty when she was sleeping. It was important to learn, only to learn!

After graduating from high school, he lay in the sun on the balcony. Thank God his Mom woke him up before the sun burned him. He disappeared into his room and was glued to the screen. It had taken him almost 6 hours to download all the videos of Betty onto his laptop. First he looked at the folder "Betty Solo". It contained hundreds, thousands of videos of Betty masturbating. In the oldest videos Betty was still a very young girl, a child, who masturbated very concentratedly and earnestly until she had an orgasm. Back then her orgasms were real, only over the years did she start to fake her orgasms. He skipped these videos, the drama was actually a bit disgusting.

The next folder, "Betty Pregnant", interested him a lot. Betty had a small belly at first, she masturbated to real orgasms. So that was him, safe in her belly. She was fucked by a dozen men until she said directly into the camera that she had had enough. Her painful race to orgasm came from real suffering that turned into smiling contentment. He looked at her belly, which visibly grew with each shot. He could somehow understand that there were men who got turned on by a pregnant woman who was being fucked by a dozen men.

He couldn't get enough of seeing Betty being fucked by a dozen studs and occasionally having a real orgasm. There were also recordings of the pregnant girl masturbating, but the orgasms were just for show, nothing real. He couldn't get enough of watching. Betty get fucked by a dozen studs and occasionally have a real orgasm. There were also shots of her masturbating, but the orgasms were just for show, nothing real.

The shots of her and girls revealed her growing interest in girls. He saw her first steps on the lesbian dance floor and the authenticity of the actions, which Pat recognized immediately. The girls masturbated each other for real, there was no show involved. The clit licking was repeatedly interrupted by the director so that the cameras could get closer and closer to the clit and tongue. But otherwise the clitlicking was real and without any show, Betty was obviously just learning it.

Pat had noticed a girl at the high school graduation who was in a parallel class and whom he was seeing for the first time. He knew immediately that he was lost. Jenny, at 18 a little younger than him, came from a good, rich family and was still an untouched virgin. He was lost when he looked into her eyes. She had a noble, impeccable character, he had never seen such a pure girl. He knew that he had to get a room, he definitely didn't want Jenny to come into contact with Betty and her women's affairs. Jenny moved in with him with childlike naivety.

They lay naked on the small bed, she innocently embraced him, who didn't dare to destroy her delicate flower. What a stark contrast to a boy who had been shamelessly fucking his mother and her lover for 10 years! They hugged, they caressed and explored each other's bodies. On the first day, she let him masturbate her after the cuddling and kissing. After her orgasm, she smiled gratefully and grabbed his cock as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She masturbated him with her fist and made him squirt as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

For weeks, they masturbated each other, God knows how often, then they told each other their backstory. It was no cowardice that he let Jenny tell it first.

Around the end of primary school, Jenny no longer wanted to sleep in the children's room. She argued with her mother that she had been masturbating since primary school and was old enough to sleep with her parents. She wanted to experience married sex life up close and not spy from afar, that was beneath her dignity. Her parents discussed it for almost a week before they finally agreed. She was very excited, she only knew the theory of fucking and now she saw it up close. She had a very good relationship with her mother, who answered all her questions the next day, honestly and straightforwardly.

After her parents had fucked or not fucked, she would snuggle up in the crook of her mother's arm and masturbate. Dad always watched her masturbate with interest and even wanted to deflower her when she was 14. But at home, mom was the boss and she just wouldn't allow it, even though Jenny really wanted it herself. Mom allowed Dad to fuck Jenny's vaginal entrance and squirting in it, but without damaging her hymen. He did it for a few years until he had no desire or strength to fuck Jenny after Mom.

It had become fashionable at school to rub the boys' cocks until they squirted. Jenny only half-heartedly joined in, she hardly did it with more than 30 boys. She had to take off her panties and sit with her legs spread across from the guy so they could get aroused by the sight of her pussy. They were allowed to touch and explore her pussy, that was okay with her. She was skilled at making them squirt and they all wanted to squirt upon her pussy, so she did it and it was okay with her. Of course they all wanted to fuck her, but she quickly put her panties back on and just ran away.

For a year in high school she sat between two naughty girls, dirty sluts who only had one thing on their minds, nonsense. They masturbated her every day during class lessions. They sat in the back row, hidden from the teacher's view. One of the horny little witches reached under her skirt and spread her labia, the other reached under her skirt from the other side and masturbated her clit inconspicuously. All of this took place under the table, above the table all three of them pretended to be innocent. Jenny quickly learned to have orgasms only with her lower body, her upper body and her face were not allowed to twitch or shake or act indifferent. This went on for a school year, then it was over, the two witches failed to advance to the next class and had to look for a new victim.

She had a steady boyfriend in high school, Leonidas, because without a boyfriend you were immediately an outsider. They often lay naked next to each other and masturbated individually. She liked him quite a bit, but he was definitely not the right one. She often did him masturbate with her fist, a thousand times, but never let him masturbate her or even deflower her. They masturbated three or four times every afternoon, sitting peacefully facing each other, she often fisting him, because he liked that very much.

Sometimes she let him fuck her in the ass, more and more often, and that was probably what made him go crazy one day. He gasped that he wanted to fuck her, really fuck her. She was alarmed when she saw his stiff cock approaching. They wrestled with each other as if it were a matter of life and death. He took her from behind in his hard grip and penetrated from behind. He fucked for quite a while before he realized he was in the wrong hole and was fucking her in the asshole. He pulled his cock out growling, but she grabbed his cock with an iron grip in desperation and masturbated him with her fist, which he could not resist. She made him squirt and continued rubbing until his cock went flaccid. He stammered many apologies, but she stood up, packed her things and left without saying goodbye, forever. Now she was here and had fallen in love with him, Pat. Pat swallowed hard, this is what the youth of an immaculate, pure virgin looked like!

Pat was torn. He wanted to be honest with Jenny but he couldn't possibly tell her everything. He pulled himself together and put everything on one card. He held Jenny tightly and his hard cock was in her hand, she rubbed it gently up and down her pussyslit while she listened to him. He told how, as a boy, he had been present at his mother's lesbian lovemaking and kept squirting. Thea was the first one he was allowed to fuck properly. After that, he fucked all of them and everyone, and he had deflowered a few of them. Jenny had a question. "Was that what the girls wanted?" He scratched his head. "Most of them did. Betty insulted the others until they accepted it. But I'm not particularly proud of that." Jenny nodded. "There's a bit of a dirty streak in all of us."

Pat continued. How he used the effect of the sleeping pill at night to fuck Betty secretly for years. Jenny asked, "Betty is your mother, your real mother, isn't she?" He nodded, dejected. Was that his death sentence? But Jenny continued, "My Dad fucked me for years too, just not properly." He nodded and told the rest in brief. He still fucked all of his mother's visitors, maybe hundreds, and also his mother, but now during the day and no longer when she was numbed by the sleeping pills.

Jenny shuddered and trembled in orgasm and let go of his cock. She calmed down after a while. "Even if we don't stay together, Pat, you'd be the right one for me. You understand, deflowering and fucking." He shook his head firmly. "Let's sleep on it a night or two, Jenny. You're saying it now, under the influence of your orgasm. You shouldn't make such important decisions then." Jenny nodded, "that's exactly what proves to me that you're the right one, Patrick."

Two nights later she had made up her mind. Pat lay between her thighs for the first time. "The little prick?" he asked quietly and she nodded, she knew. "Slowly or quickly?" he asked and she whispered quietly, "Both! First slowly and gently and then quickly!" He nodded. He penetrated millimeter by millimeter, the hymen stretched more and more. Jenny breathed, "Now!" and with a quick jerk he deflowered her. She looked at him with shining eyes, she had never looked more beautiful than now. "And now fuck me, Patrick, I'm a real woman now, made a woman by the right man!" He fucked her very skillfully, he knew very soon where Jenny's G-spot was. She orgasmed, orgasmed and orgasmed, and it was only on her third orgasm that he squirted right in the middle of her orgasm. They lay next to each other, drained. "I had taken the 6-month injection when I fell in love with you 4 weeks ago, my darling. We should be on the safe side."

They were both studying and he worked part-time to support Betty financially. Jenny was very generous and often gave him her pocket money, which was as much as he earned in half a year. Betty was desperate to meet the girl Pat had taken away from her. They came for dinner and then spent the night in Betty's big marital bed. Betty hadn't seen Pat for 6 weeks and when he came in, Betty's knees almost gave way. He looked exactly like her father, which put an end to all of her speculations.

Betty was desperate to find out if Jenny was bi. Unfortunately, Jenny wasn't; she didn't have a single drop of lesbian blood. Jenny liked to let Betty masturbate her and offered to return the favor by licking her clit; she had learned that from her mother, who always let Jenny lick her clit when dad wasn't sleeping home. Betty cast a sideways glance at Pat, but he nodded. Jenny licked Betty's clit and Pat fucked Jenny from behind. That wasn't the end of course, but eventually everyone was tired of fucking and they fell asleep.

Betty, Pat and Jenny were completely satisfied, they had gotten to know each other well.

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