Adeline, the Black Singer

No, Rob didn't want to go to America. His father was a diplomat and had to go. Mom also wanted a change of scenery for two weeks, Rob preferred to stay here. His mother insisted that he spend the two weeks with Adeline, who was a friend of hers from the opera choir. Rob, who thought he was in the clutches of an ancient, prudish woman, was already regretting his stubborn refusal. He was clearly very wrong. Mama drove him to a quarry lake hidden in the forest, to a small, well-kept house.

Mama laughed out loud when Rob saw Adeline for the first time. She was young, enormously tall and pitch black. An African. Mama had never told him anything about it. Adeline was born and raised here, in our town. He approached timidly and gave her his hand. "Robert," he said, "but everyone calls me Rob." Adeline pulled him to her mountain of flesh and hugged him invitingly. "Everyone calls me Adi, but not from Adolf, but from Adeline. I'm an opera singer and in the choir like your mother." She loosened her grip, he pulled himself free and the two women talked for a few minutes about marriage and pregnancy. Only gradually did it dawn on Rob that Adi was pregnant and would soon be getting married.

Rob looked around. The small lake, surrounded by forest and clearings, four or five other houses that currently seemed deserted in the sweltering August heat. At the last house, a man was diving headfirst into the lake, perhaps one of the residents of the last house. In front of Adi's house, which was the most well-kept of all, there was a small wooden bathing platform with a ladder. An oversized satellite dish was discreetly installed. Adi seemed to have television, perhaps internet too. He breathed a sigh of relief. Not an old natterjack, thank God! And she didn't seem prudish either, she was wearing a pareo and nothing underneath, Rob judged. Mom walked towards her car and he ran to her. "Thank you for not bringing me to an old prudish natterjack, Mom!" he called after her as she turned and waved. He was alone with Adi.

"Where do you see an old, prudish natterjack here, Rob?" she exclaimed happily. "I'm here all summer and I walk around naked all day. And I'm very afraid of old, prudish women!" At this, the serious Rob had to laugh heartily for the first time. "Mom didn't say anything about you, Adi," he said, "the old natterjack was just a figment of my imagination. When I hear the name of Adeline, I don't think of a young, pretty woman." Adi smiled. "I don't know what my parents were thinking when they gave me that name. But come in, let's unpack your things!"

His things were stowed away in no time, and he put his swimming trunks on top. "You won't need them here," giggled Adi, "we're alone at the lake and I always swim naked!" She smiled at him kindly. "You won't find an old, prudish natterjack here, at least I'm not one!" Rob smiled back. He was silent, but his smile said it all. "I want to read a little in the shade, there at the foot of the old willow tree." Rob, as a city child, had no idea what a willow tree was, whether young or old. He picked up his toy and waited. Adi dropped her pareo under a tree trunk and sat down naked on it. She began to read. Do we want to see Rob as a dark, devious Loki or a clever, cunning and skillful Odysseus? He sat down in the grass facing Adi and began to play with his handheld. When he looked up, and he did that every time he won a point, he could see everything, really everything. Adi was a tall young woman, she was graceful on the one hand and at the same time enormously tall. She had a powerful chest and very large breasts, her waist was slim, but her buttocks were enormous and large. Her hair was straight and black like her skin. Only her pubic cleft and her nipples were pink. Rob had never seen a naked black woman before and was fascinated. Adi noticed his gaze and let her thighs fall apart a little so that he could see her pink pussy hole and her small, pink clit. She was a little amused. "You can sit next to me in the shade, out of the blazing sun!" He stood up and sat down next to her. "In this heat you should take off your clothes too, I already know what a naked man looks like." She shook with laughter, then he stood up, laid his clothes neatly folded on a chair and sat down next to Adi. He was a little embarrassed because his cock was hard and firm and Adi had already taken a long look at it. She put her book aside and put an arm around his shoulders. She wanted to talk to him, that was fine with him and he turned off the toy.

It was a nice, good conversation. She talked about her work at the opera, he about school and that there was no school now. She said that she was getting married in two months, so her belly wouldn't be visible, or not that much. Rob asked if that meant she "had to" get married. Adi laughed and pulled him towards her, hugging him. "No, it's the other way around! Jerome, my future husband, proposed to me first and then after we made our child, that's what we agreed. That's how it was!" Adi's hand slipped to his inner thigh and stroked it. "I see what a magnificent, stiff cock you have, Rob! How about you, have you had lots of girls?" Rob shrugged his shoulders. "At my age, everyone has one girlfriend and then another. We're all too young to really fuck, we cuddle, kiss and snuggle, but not much more." Adi's forearm touched his cock, over and over, as she gently stroked his inner thighs. "And, don't you touch each other?" she asked. Rob nodded. "Some yes, others not. A few have already rubbed my cock and let me squirt and I was allowed to do it to her clit too. But almost all the girls are still real virgins, that's what society dictates. My classmates and I look down on those who already let themselves be fucked. I think that's unfair, because they're not whores yet. I went out with one for a while and she was deflowered by her father years ago and the old man fucks his own daughter every day. But that wasn't the reason we broke up, we had a completely different world view, that was it." Adi had meanwhile gently grasped his cock and was sliding his foreskin up and down. "You can touch my pussy or my clit if you like, I don't bite."

Rob hesitated. What about her future husband? Adi smiled. "He knows my life story, he knows that I have already fucked hundreds of people and will continue to do so. I am at least sexually very active, if not a little whore in character. That's what comes with looks and career. So, don't worry!" Rob, still hesitant, reached out his hand and curiously felt her pussy. How far could he go, how far would she go? At least one question was soon answered.

"I have to squirt right now, Adi," he said in a plaintive tone. She smiled, "Null problemo, there's a lot of grass around you, you can squirt anywhere, my dear." How easily she said it! Without any emotion, without any fuss! He laid his head on one breast and touched the pink nipple. It became very firm and pointed at his touch. "Don't press too hard, it hurts." she said calmly. He couldn't answer because now his cock was starting to squirt. Adi immediately rubbed his cock vigorously and let it squirt in a high arc into the grass. It was over in seconds, she wiped her hand on the grass. He still had one hand on her pussy and bent over it. She let him rub her clit for a few minutes, but then her own finger intervened. He immediately let go of her clit and bent even further forward. He used his fingers to pull her labia apart and then the pussy hole itself as far as he could. You could now see very deep inside, it was a very deep hole. The vaginal muscles worked in sync with her finger. He saw immediately what he had done wrong. She masturbated the clit quickly and firmly. He had done it very gently and lightly, like with the only woman who let him masturbate her regularly, but he wasn't ready to tell Adi yet. Adi's orgasm came quickly and was over again in a moment. Her thighs twitched briefly and violently, that was it.

Adi laughed and closed her thighs. "Sorry for pushing your finger aside, but I needed something a little different." Rob nodded and put his arm around her shoulders. They were both wet with sweat and Rob could feel that his cock was still half erect and far from ready. Adi stood up suddenly. "I need a bath, a full bath," she said, "but jump in carefully, the water is only waist deep!" she said and jumped into the water legs first. He jumped in too, and it was true. The bottom was not muddy like he had experienced in other lakes, but just gravel. They swam a few lengths side by side, then climbed up the ladder. They sat down under the tree again and talked. Adi talked about her youth, the exciting doctor games, the first time she masturbated with a cousin and the first time she had sex. Rob listened attentively and he couldn't keep his hands off her. A messenger stopped his moped outside on the street, took the package with the used dishes and put down a new package. Adi let him drive away and then fetched the package. "A warm lunch and dinner, a little luxury like that is allowed. I only buy breakfast once a week."

Adi spread a cloth on the grass and brought two wooden boards. They ate in peace and quiet, they talked about Rob's sexual experiences at school. He held back most of it, he had only known Adi for a day. The sun had long since set, they watched the news on different channels for another hour. It was bedtime, Adi asked half-heartedly if he would sleep on an air mattress on the floor or in her double bed. Rob immediately said, "or!" She looked at him, he repeated, "or in the double bed. We're not as strangers to each other as we were at the beginning." It was a hot tropical night, the temperature was close to 30° and there was hardly a breeze. Adi left the door open and put down a board about 60cm high in the entrance to keep out frogs and snakes. A small window on the opposite wall was also wide open, so that a light breeze passed over the double bed. They lay next to each other in the darkness for a long time without saying a word. Adi's hand felt for him, found his stiff cock and simply held it. After a while she said, "You have to squirt again, don't you?" After a while he answered. "Yes!" She pulled him onto her, between her thighs.

Rob still didn't dare to penetrate and fuck her, even though he had fucked already a thousand times. "I have to think about your friend, who you are marrying." It was good that he voiced his oppressive thought. Adi hugged him and stroked his back soothingly down to his buttocks. "I already told you that he knows all about all the fucking I've done since I was young. And that I won't give it up for him or because of him. Because of my career, I have to fuck good and bad people, and neither marriage nor the baby will stop me from pursuing my career. It's your decision whether you want to fuck me. Jerome and I can handle it." Rob felt that she was physically pulling and pushing him towards the fucking. Yes, he wanted to fuck her, goddamn it!

He breathed, "Yes, I want to fuck you!" and his cock was already close. Adi sighed deeply, perhaps in anticipation, and she reached for his cock in the dark. She pushed it into her pussy hole forcefully and whispered, "I like it strong and not too gentle. I'm not a sugar doll!" Rob pressed his face into her breasts and held onto her broad shoulders, then he began to fuck Adi. He was by no means gentle, rather firm and strong. After a short time, Adi's breathing changed, she got going, really going. Rob didn't know if she was rubbing her clit or not. But he was on the right track, regardless of whether her finger was rubbing her clit or not. He recognized the signs that she was in the finale and picked up the pace, fucking her even harder and harder. Her huge body trembled more and more until she clung to him in orgasm so as not to drown in the flood. He continued to fuck her really hard, although her orgasm ended very quickly. He heard her quiet, contented laughter. He couldn't stop it any longer, he straightened up a little, held on to her narrow hips and squirted inside. He noticed immediately that it wasn't the full load. He sank down gasping for breath at Adi's side. She hugged him and kissed him on the lips. "I have to correct myself, Rob. I mistakenly thought you were a clumsy young student, but I was wrong. You fuck very well, like a real man!" Rob kept his mouth shut, he almost gave away his big secret out of sheer pride. It took him a long time to breathe normally again. "Can I always ask you when I want to fuck, Adi?" She answered immediately, "of course, I'm always ready!" They talked for a while about the details of the fuck, then they were both tired and fell asleep.

Rob was the first to wake up and looked at the sleeping woman. She looks damn good, damn good! he thought and looked at her until she woke up. She jumped up and first into the pond. She bathed for just a minute, then put a towel around her shoulders and made breakfast. Rob also went into the pond, for a minute. He realized too late that he hadn't had any coffee yet. He drank it with lots of milk and sugar. Even at breakfast, Adi talked about fucking. She looked at his cock, which had already been erect during the conversation at breakfast. She smiled and pulled him into bed by the hand. This went on for the next few days. As soon as she saw his erection, she took him by the hand, probably 10 times a day and then again at night. Rob was very happy and agreed with this. Although he had long since left puberty behind him, his desire for the beautiful, horny woman flared up.

After just a few days he had to tell Adi the whole truth after he had let it slip. They sat under the old willow tree and he had to confess everything. His parents had somehow fallen out. Mom demanded that he swap places with Dad. Dad slept in the children's room and he slept with Mom in the big double bed. At first, Dad came naked into the bedroom every evening and fucked Mom, then he left again. "His right, my duty!" mumbled Mom, who was still really hot after being fucked. Dad started off by coming naked into the bedroom every night and fucking Mom, then he left. "His right, my duty!" mumbled Mom, who was still really hot after being fucked. It was the first time he saw both parents completely naked. Rob was irritated because Dad's cock looked rather small and insignificant. Mom pulled the cock to her pussy and stuck it in. Dad fucked very wildly and not for very long. He stopped and squirted inside. Mom tried to look indifferent, but Rob realized how hot she really was. Dad left sad and angry at the same time, not caring at all that Rob had watched them fuck.

The first few nights, Rob masturbated in secret, just like Mom, who immediately lay on her side and turned her back to him. She was still hot and horny from the fucking and didn't care that Rob was touching her ass cheeks. She just had to masturbate right now and immediately, regardless of whether Rob noticed. Rob carefully spread her ass cheeks, because that way he could see her pussy from behind and the red-painted finger that was rubbing her clit in a rotating motion. He knelt behind her, stared at her pussy and masturbated. She smiled without turning around and spread her pussy with her fingers frivolously and with a filthy grin, because she was already finished and he wanted to squirt for a third time.

It was only after a few days that he dared to caress her skin and explore her naked body with his fingers. She hugged him and whispered in his ear that if he wanted to masturbate or squirt on her ass cheeks, that was fine with her. She turned onto her belly and he knelt between her thighs and masturbated. "You can start squirting now," she whispered, "just squirt, my little one!" she said every evening when she noticed that he was getting faster. She masturbated very slowly because he kept masturbating and squirting again, two or three times. For a few days, after staring at her labia and pussy hole while masturbating, he squirted between her ass cheeks, two or three times a night while she was also masturbating. Mommy nodded, "but don't squirt inside!" she admonished him. He now squirted every night into her pussy crack and if her hole opened slightly while she was masturbating, inside too. "That's perfect," she said, "just squirt on the outside, but not inside. Do I have to keep telling you, you little rascal?" Later he continued masturbating because she had fallen asleep after her orgasm. Later he remained squatting and sat up to carefully slide his cock into her pussy hole from behind to squirt inside. "Can I please please penetrate you while I squirt, Mommy?" asked the good boy. She pulled a face, "Does that have to be?" He nodded obediently, Yes, it had to be! "It's so nice to squirt inside when I orgasm!" She didn't ask him how he knew. "Well, if you have to! But don't fuck me, you devious, underhanded boy, promise me that!" With a pained expression on her face, she said, "Okay, than do it!" Now for weeks he penetrated deep into her pussy hole while squirting and she moaned with disgust and sexual desire as well. Several weeks passed, then the boy asked obediently, "Mom, can I penetrate earlier and fuck you a little?" Mom continued the theatrical act. "What are you thinking!? No one else has fucked me before, except Dad! — Yes, and of course my father, your grandfather!" His interest was aroused. "Grandfather!?" She nodded rather dejectedly, a masterpiece of acting. "Yes, he took my virginity and fucked me for years, even when I got married and gave birth to you! I visit him every Sunday morning and have to let the old man fuck me, do you understand?" She shed a few more tears and then nodded timidly. "Fine by me, and what a shame! First the grandfather, then the father and now my horny son! I'm just fair game for you men anyway!" It was only days later that he fucked her from behind for the first time. She woke up half-drowsy, but she smiled and let him fuck her from behind, and usually masturbated for the second or third time, when he fucked her. Mom just sighed deeply when he squirted inside, but she seemed to accept it. She sighed and moaned contentedly when he fucked her, two or three times in a row. "You fuck me just like your grandfather, my daddy!" She usually cried after he had squirted inside, but she insisted it was only from happiness. So it came to be that he fucked Mom regularly, sometimes from behind, but mostly from the front. "It's been like this for almost three years," Rob said.

Every few months one of her girlfriends came and stayed overnight with them. Mom had neither a lover nor was she a lesbian. But she mostly passively participated in her friend's lesbian lovemaking. Rob watched the women from start to finish and his cock almost burst. He touched the unknown woman's pussy and clit and when she didn't protest, he fucked her from behind while she kneeled and licked his Mom's clit. Only a few didn't allow it, then he masturbated and squirted on her ass cheeks and into her pussy crack. "That's it," said Rob, "but that's all a secret! Mom would certainly be very embarrassed if she knew I told you!" Adi nodded, she would keep quiet as a grave.

Mom called him every day at 6 o'clock sharp in the evening. She reported how hard Dad worked every day in the conferences to prevent the spread of the war. Putin, the Russian dictator, had openly attacked NATO, his murder machine had rolled over the Baltic states and eastern Poland. The madman used nuclear-armed artillery ammunition, NATO had nothing comparable. The Russians crossed Hungary unhindered and were staying on Austria's borders. Mama said he should stay with Adi until she and Dad picked him up. Adi agreed, of course.

He had been here for five days when Jerome came to visit. He was driving a yellow American convertible. Rob liked the African from the very first moment. As far as Rob could find out, he was a cameraman for a film company. Adi asked him if he could sit under the willow tree; she wanted to be alone with Jerome for a while. Rob nodded understandingly and sat down under the willow tree. He could see through the open door what the two of them were doing.

Jerome had a long cock, Rob had never seen anything like it before. But it wasn't really hard. He heard Adi's quiet moan as she inserted the thick, semi-soft tube into her pussy with her hand. But Jerome's cock got hard during the fucking and Adi rejoiced every now and then when she had a small orgasm during the fucking. They fucked for over an hour, then they came out holding hands and jumped into the pond. Jerome climbed out over the ladder, Adi held on to a rung and masturbated under the water.

Jerome sat down next to him and they both watched Adi until she had her intense orgasm. Jerome mumbled that she only had small orgasms during the fucking and always masturbated afterwards to the intense, final orgasm. Rob nodded silently. He was glad that Jerome didn't mention it, even though he knew for sure that Rob and Adi were fucking. Jerome was very worried about the war, just like Mom. He would definitely drive west with Adi to Switzerland, leaving everything behind if necessary. Rob watched the news every evening, but the danger was played down there.

Jerome and Adi fucked again that night. Rob didn't masturbate that night, he lay silently next to the two fucking. Adi had spread her thighs wide and one was lying on Rob's hip. He stroked Adi's inner thigh very tenderly and lovingly, his hand slid higher and touched her pussy. That was so hot that his cock squirted on its own. They slept restlessly until morning, Jerome had to leave before sunrise. Rob stayed in bed until the two had breakfast and shook Jerome's hand, then he sped off in the bright yellow Plymouth.

Adi smiled as she prepared his breakfast. "You could see for yourself how well Jerome and I get along. The wedding is in two months, nothing big, we've only invited 150 people." Rob nodded. "Just something small, only 150 guests!" he giggled. "I don't even want to know what a big one would look like!" Adi didn't notice his joke at first. "Well, Schönbrunn Park, opera choir, television there, a good 1,500 guests..." Adi fell silent. "And I, the stupid goose, am going along with your nonsense!" They both laughed. "And I'm excited to see what you look like in the white tutu, because you'll be carrying my meter-long train of my bridal dress with the bridesmaids!" They laughed loudly and carried on the nonsense. After bathing, they sat under the willow tree. "It was very nice how you caressed my inner thighs last night, it was a nice complement to Jerome's fucking. And you kept squirting on my knee, so you liked it too!" Rob nodded. "Touching your pussy while fucking almost drove me crazy!"

The war was lurking on the Hungarian border. They were safe, the news anchors repeated emphatically, contradicted only by a few confused experts. Mama said on the phone that he should stay with Adi, even if they might have to flee. He promised. Adi had spoken to Jerome on the phone, saying he might come to visit in the next few days. Then, in the middle of the August heat, the bombardment began. Television, radio and the telephone network went silent simultaneously. Jerome's last message was, "we're coming right away, in an hour." Rob sat in the grass as if nailed to the spot and listened. The capital Vienna was about 25km away, the bombing continued relentlessly and here and there you could see fighter planes turning. Adi sat next to him, she was pressed against him and here and there her tears dripped on his arm. Finally, finally the unmistakable sound of the engine. The yellow American car stopped on the street. Adi jumped up and ran to the convertible. Rob recognized a middle-aged man in the passenger seat and a young girl in the back seat. Adi leaned over and kissed Jerome, who turned off the engine and pulled out the ignition key. That was the last thing Rob saw. At that moment the car bomb exploded under the driver's seat.

Rob's ears were ringing, but he immediately jumped up and ran. He stood rooted to the spot in front of the car. Adi looked the worst. The remains of her torso and head lay in the dust of the road. Jerome and the blond-gray man in the passenger seat were sitting twisted on the seat. They were still whole, but undoubtedly dead. The front part of the convertible was gone, the rest crumpled like paper.

A quiet whimper woke him from his paralysis. He had to look very closely, a large dog was stretching in the back seat and shaking its head to get rid of the buzzing in its ears. Rob had heard that Jerome was coming with his landlord Franz and his daughter Claudia. He went up to the car. Claudia was probably dead too. He felt for her neck. Pulse! Pulse!!! He lifted the unconscious child out, she was slim and as light as a feather. The dog trotted silently into the house behind him and when he laid Claudia on the bed, the big dog lay down in front of the bed to guard his mistress. Rob fetched a bucket of water from the pond to wash Claudia; her face was black with dirt or the bomb. Her dress, which he only now discovered, was torn into small pieces. He undressed her; she was not wearing a bra, but was wearing dirty panties, which he also took off. She had only a delicate, blonde fluffy down over her pubic cleft. He washed her with the bath sponge and liquid soap from top to bottom, front and back. She had small, round breasts and shoulder-length blonde hair. She was in a deep swoon; she did not open her lips even a millimeter when he put a glass of water to her lips. He sat next to the naked girl for a good half hour and actually saw right through her. He pulled himself together and reached for the telephone. There was no signal. He still wrote Mama a message, which would be sent as soon as there was a network, a connection, again. In the first line he wrote the date and time, heaven only knows when the message arrived. He was alive, unharmed and alone in Adi's bathing hut. Adi, Jerome and his landlord were dead, car bomb. The landlord's daughter, Claudia, had survived but was in a deep faint. Her dog had survived too.

Rob didn't know why he buried the three deads. He broke into a neighbor's tool shed and stole the shovel. He spent a good hour digging up three graves on Adi's property. He searched the deads clothes and took everything. ID cards, wallets and rings. He looked for Adi's remains in the bushes next to the road and found both arms and the missing leg. He laid the dead in the graves and shoveled them in. Rob was not a religious person, but he stopped by the graves as if he could speak to Adi again. Farewell, dear friend, dear Adi! I would have wished you a long, beautiful life with Jerome and your baby! Tears ran down his cheeks. How nice it was to fuck with you, to bathe and to talk! Even more tears ran down his cheeks. Farewell, Rob said half-quietly and thought briefly of Jerome and the other man, farewell everyone! He went back into the house and sat down on the bed next to the naked Claudia. He had to smile. He alone was destined to live, not Adi, Jerome and the stranger. There was something deceitful about saying farewell.

He washed Claudia again and again. The dog whined and Rob scratched the animal's head. "She'll wake up again, dog!" he said. He heard correctly again, the roaring in his ears stopped and didn't stop. He understood that the roar was coming from the direction of the capital. When he stared over the forest, he thought he could see the flashes of the explosions. It was getting dark and now the sky above the city of Vienna was glowing orange red. Rob could only see the glow in the air, it was 20km away as the crow flies. He ate a sandwich and went to sleep. The dog jumped onto the bed and curled up at Claudia's feet.

He was immediately wide awake when he woke up. The dog was lying between Claudia's thighs and had his snout on her pussy. She was also wide awake and staring intently at Rob's morning wood. She looked him in the eyes, she was obviously completely confused. Was it the unfamiliar surroundings, was it the explosion or the fact that they were both naked? "I am Countess Wolkoff, and who are you, sir?" Claudia had a beautiful, feminine voice. "No, you are Claudia," said Rob soberly, "Countess Wolkoff appears in a Russian play, Turgenev or Pushkin, I don't know." Claudia shuddered briefly. "That's right, it was a play we rehearsed at school. But who are you, how did I get here and, above all, why are we both naked!? Have you fucked me?" Rob shook his head. "I am Robert, Rob and that is little Robert you are staring at as if you knew what you could do with him!" He grinned cheekily and she blushed deeply. "Of course I know, Rob!" she said tightly. He became serious again. "Do you remember the explosion?" he asked, but she shook her head. He told her and tears shot out of her eyes. He hugged her and let her cry for half an hour. "What's your dog's name?" he tried to distract her. "Bembo," she said and the dog raised its head. "Major Bembo," she added, pronouncing the major in English like Metschor, "he once saved me from drowning as a child and Papa promoted him from captain to major. He is my faithful companion!"

"Aha," said Rob, who did not want to talk about the explosion and death, "and what do you think you would do with my little Robert!?" He grinned cheekily and she looked up from his morning wood and smiled a little. "Well, I haven't fucked yet, at least not properly, not that much. But I know how to make him squirt, I do it every day at Daddy's since Mommy ran off with her stupid Spanish guy over a year ago. I saw it at school, how the girls do it to their boyfriends, and that's how I do it at Daddy's, every day. And of course, I spy as often as I can when Jerome goes into the bathroom and masturbates. I've never seen such a huge cock, I watch him until he squirts in the sink." Rob continued to distract her. "You said you haven't fucked properly yet, Claudia?" She looked at him openly. He was a brazen guy, but not unpleasant. "My Daddy came home a few weeks ago pretty drunk and tried to rape me. He'd never done that before. He only tore my hymen a little, but he did thrust into it a few times and then squirted inside. He apologized the next day and I told him my hymen was still intact, just torn on the side. I checked it with the pocket mirror. Would you like to take a look?" Rob was surprised by her question, but he nodded. How childishly naive she was! He bent down and she spread her thighs. He parted her labia with his fingers and yes, indeed, the hymen was still there, torn at the side. She grasped his cock with her whole hand, with a knowing grip. He let go of her pussy. "Are you old enough to fuck yet?" he asked with a serious face. She nodded, to his astonishment. "Daddy promised to deflower me in the fall when school opens again and then fuck me, his little wife. I don't have my period yet and don't have to think about contraception yet. We talked about fucking a lot when I rubbed him until he squirted."

Rob nodded friendly. "You had a good relationship with your father, didn't you?" At the same time he recognized his mistake, but she ignored his comment. "Should I do it with my hand or would you rather fuck me, since my Dad is no more?" asked Claudia. He didn't answer immediately and she said sadly and with resignation, "I understand, you want to fuck me. It's okay on my part, I would have fucked my Dad soon anyway." Rob was speechless at how clear and predetermined she saw it! His morning wood twitched suspiciously and also agreed.

He laid her on her back and she put her legs up. He lay between her thighs. "I don't want to lie and say I loved you. We don't know each other well enough for that yet." She nodded seriously. "That's true, Rob. But I know you well enough to know that you are a nice person and not a monster. That's enough for me." He penetrated very slowly, he felt the final tearing of her hymen. She smiled. "It didn't hurt at all." He fucked her slowly at first, then faster and faster and noticed from her breathing how her excitement was increasing. He gritted his teeth and held back the squirt. She stared into his with disbelieving eyes and clung to him. The orgasm gripped her with all its might and she gripped him. He let go and squirted into her fading orgasm. It shot through his head that she hadn't had her period yet. He sank down next to her. Major Bembo fucked her lower leg. "He always does that when he sees me masturbating," she laughed embarrassedly. "Do you masturbate often?" asked Rob and she shook her head. "I used to, but Dad didn't like it. He said that only old women who were too old to fuck did that. Since then I've only done it in secret because I was very ashamed, maybe once or twice a month." Rob nodded and shook his head. "Nowadays psychologists and doctors say it's actually healthy and important for your sexual development. Your dad should research it better!" She looked at him sideways, "so you're not against it?" Rob confirmed that he believed psychologists and doctors more than yesterday's fairy tales. Claudia smiled and wiped the juice from her lower leg that Major Bembo had left behind. She asked him a thousand things about fucking, masturbating and sexuality. He told her everything he knew and he didn't avoid any questions. Not even when it came to fucking his mother and her girlfriends. Although she had already kissed and cuddled with a number of girlfriends and had let some of them masturbate her, she listened with open mouth when he talked about the lesbianism that he had observed first hand.

They probably fucked a dozen times a day, not counting the night. Claudia loved fucking as much as she loved masturbating. They had no television, radio or internet. The few books Adi had written were soon read, so they occupied themselves with their bodies and each other's.

Rob wrote two messages to his mother every day and kept checking to see if there was a network. In the evenings they sat in the grass and looked at the reddish glow of the destroyed city. It took days before the fires seemed to have been put out. Their food, which he inspected every day, was running out. He had to make a decision, even though they hadn't seen anything from the outside world for almost three weeks. Going north to the destroyed city seemed pointless. Going west seemed the right thing to do. They had to cross the Vienna Forest, but there were settlements and isolated houses everywhere. They had waited three weeks now, they had to go. Claudia was a little disappointed because the hut and the pond seemed safe enough to her and she loved to fuck or masturbate day and night. Now they were heading back to civilization; you couldn't run around naked or just jump into the pond if the hellish heat got too much. Rob let her try on some of Adi's clothes and thank God Adi had a sturdy coat ready. The clothes were too big for Claudia, but she was able to conceal that somewhat with the belts. Claudia placed some flowers on the three graves and stood silently for a few minutes. They packed all the groceries and set off, first to the east, where the inn that had been feeding them until a few weeks ago must be. It was closed, of course, and there was no one there.

Now they turned around and followed Major Bembo to the west.

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