Saturday evening. After a relaxing day so far, you treat yourself to a pleasantly warm bubble bath. You take your time relaxing, thinking that I'm watching the sports show. But what you don't know is that I'm not watching sports. I'm in the bedroom getting a few things ready for an exciting evening together. First of all, I cover our love nest with a new sheet and place a few nice things on it, two pairs of restraints, a feather, a paddle, a vibrator and a butter-fly. I have bathed the bedroom in a suitable light with a few candles. Shortly after I've finished, I hear the bathroom door open. Since you were expecting me to be engrossed in colorful soccer pictures in the living room, you stride naked through the hallway and open the bedroom door. You look in in amazement and call me, but I don't answer. You call my name repeatedly and take a step into the room. As you are now so far away from the bedroom door that I can touch you with it, I close it, startling you a little but not looking back, I have hidden behind it and now stand directly behind you. The scent of vanilla hits my nose, your shampoo something with vanilla. I like this scent. I place my left hand on your left shoulder, I can feel your goose bumps. The index finger of my right hand runs down your spine. You lean your head back on your neck and let out a soft hmmm. My left hand moves down your arm and grabs your hand. My right index finger moves back up and away from your body, and I remove my left hand from you too. I reach for a blindfold that I have draped on the shelf and place it in front of your face. You turn your head slightly and smile at me. I smile back and start to put the blindfold on you, you take your hands and support my actions so that the blindfold completely restricts your view and you can enjoy my touch. I knot the straps behind your head and run them over your shoulders and down both sides of your arms. I take you by the hand and lead you towards the bed, once there I turn you around and move from your shoulders over your breastbone over your breasts, your nipples are already standing up slightly so that I can easily get them hard with my finger, alternately I run my fingers over them and make sure that they stay hard, while I grab the nipple clamp chain from the bedside table and fasten it with a little hiss on your part. I turn you around again and gently push your upper body down, you bend down and feel my right hand on your right buttock, with my left hand I reach past you and grab the paddle lying on the bed, I change my hand and run the paddle up your right thigh. When you feel the cold leather, you let out an ooh. I run it over your bottom and circle your body with it. When you seem to be enjoying it, I let the paddle explode with a slight bang on your bottom. You bend your knees slightly and push your bottom upwards, your body screams give me more. I run the paddle over your back after the smack and back towards your bottom, a second smack and the associated sound fills the bedroom. You moan again, a slight imprint can be seen. I drive down through your butt crease between your thighs. You open your legs a little wider and I hear you take a deep breath. When I hear you exhale, I let the paddle explode on your bottom a third time, this time a little harder than the first two strokes. Again, the paddle leaves a slight reddening. This time, however, I run my warm hand over the treated area after the blow. When I ask you if you like it, you just nod and continue to breathe calmly. I ask you to stand up again, but as I feel it's taking too long, I do a double stroke with the paddle and now there are marks on both buttocks. When you are standing again, I run the paddle over your arms and turn you over again. You are standing in front of me with your nipples as hard as a rock. I like the sight of the nipple chain, I say to you and run my left hand over your cheek. I step very close to you and quietly ask you to lie down in the middle of the bed. You follow my words and make your way to the middle of the bed. As you do so, I attach the end of a restraint to the left side of the headboard and ask you to give me your arm. You follow my instructions and I close the restraints on your wrist, following the same pattern on the right side. I stand at the foot of the bed and pass over your lower legs, first on the right then on the left I tie a rope and open your legs even further by attaching the rope to the bottom of the bedpost. After you are properly secured, I step to your right side and run my hand over your cheeks, over your neck, your upper body up to the clamped nipple, I grab the chain and pull it up slightly, the nipples are pulled up a little, a hiss comes out of your mouth. You don't want to say that you don't like it, I ask a little sternly. You shake your head and a no, I like it escapes your mouth. That's nice, I say and pull a little more on the chain, stretching your nipples a little longer. You squirm a little, but the shackles and ropes make it almost impossible for you to move your arms and legs. I grab the feather I've prepared for myself and run it over your right hand out your arm towards your neck, I bend and run the end of the feather over your cheek. Then it goes back down the same way over your neck, your chest, to your still hard nipples. I continue over your stomach to the beginning of your pubic area. I stop there briefly and move in small circles over your stomach. You acknowledge the touch of the feather with barely audible moans. I ride further down, very slowly and carefully the spring touches your right leg, which I ride down. When I reach your foot, I change sides and ride upwards on the left at a similar speed. I deliberately leave out your private parts. I move back over your stomach, over the nipple chain to your left arm and the feather disappears again over your hand. After a short moment, you feel the cold leather of the paddle again. You like the coolness and it gives you goose bumps, I can feel them, also because my fingertips are touching your stomach. I ride the paddle the same way I did a few moments before with the feather. But when I've finished, I let it explode very lightly onto your private parts. You squirm and breathe in and out a little harder. Because of your squirming, you don't immediately notice that I've sat down between your thighs in the meantime. My fingers touch your private parts and run up and down the outside of your labia. Your breathing quickens a little. My fingers keep running up and down your lips. Suddenly, I take my fingers from you and just a moment later I slowly and carefully insert them between my lips, just the tips of my fingers. I can feel a wonderful wetness on you. You enjoy what I'm doing and moan again. My thumb parts your lips at the top and presses your bud, first lightly and then with a little more pressure. I can feel on my fingers that my actions are causing your nectar production to begin and my fingers are getting wetter and wetter. I massage your bud more and more firmly and slowly but firmly insert first one and then another finger into you. I move them in and out and enjoy your movements, which seem uncontrolled when I press firmly on your bud. I lower my head and gently kiss my way up your thighs until I reach my fingers and replace my thumb with my tongue. Very slowly, I run it downwards and part your lips with it. In the meantime, I have taken my fingers from you and placed them on the sides of your breasts, which I gently massage without touching the nipple chain. While gently massaging your breasts, I remove the clamp from the right nipple and run it down your stomach over your freshly shaved genital area. I part your shiny lips with the clamp and enjoy your hot breath that my touch triggers in you. After two or three ups and downs, I remove the clamp again and attach it to your cheeky pearl a tiny moment later. Right at this moment you explode for the first time. Your loud cries of pleasure fill the bedroom. After the first waves of your first explosion have rolled over you, I remove the clamp from both your left nipple and your pearl. You breathe more slowly and calmly again. Good girl, I say to you and place my warm hand on your vulva. I feel your twitching on my hand, bend over you a little and kiss my way up your belly to your breasts, my hand follows my mouth and my second hand joins in. I move sideways to your breasts and place my fingers underneath. With my teeth I nibble alternately on your still hard nipples. My hard phallus touches your left thigh and makes you sigh softly. Slowly and gently, I cover your breasts with kisses as I lift myself off you and take my hands off you. I reach for the butterfly which is waiting to be used a little away from your feet on the bed. I touch your lower right leg with it and watch your reaction on your face. You seem to sense something and you appear to relax. I continue to run it up your leg and down the other leg over your wet honey pot. When I reach your foot, I use the remote control to activate the first and gentlest stage of the little playmate and move your thigh up again until I reach the Butterfly's destination. I slowly drive it between your beautiful lips and let the tip slide into you. Bit by bit, I guide the little trembling thing into you until it is completely inside you and the butterfly wings nestle against you on the left and right. I slide off the bed and sit down on the armchair at the head of the bed. I press the remote control and the vibrations of my assistant become a little stronger. I lean towards you and run my index finger over your mouth, you open your lips and let it enter your mouth. You suck on it like a little calf. I slowly slide a second finger into your mouth, the Butterfly buzzes quietly and seemingly happily. One press on the remote control and the speed increases slightly. A second click and the vibration turns into a thrust. Your sucking on my fingers becomes wildly faster and wilder. Take my fingers out of your mouth and spread your saliva around your nipples, which immediately stand up again. Come very close to yours with my mouth and run my tongue over your lips, slowly guide it into yours and let our tongues dance together. I let you enjoy this for a long time. I increase the vibration and twitching of the butterfly from time to time to slowly but surely lead you to the second evening explosion. To reach my goal, I reach into a small bowl on the bedside table and let the condensation from the ice cube drip onto your breasts and run the ice cube I have in my fingers around your nipples. Just before the ice cube has melted on your heated body, you explode a second time. As the second wave of orgasm rolls over you, I slowly remove the butterfly from you and grab some of the pre-warmed massage oil that I have provided. I let some of the oil drip onto your breasts and begin to gently and carefully spread the oil over your upper body. You slowly recover from your second climax and enjoy my continued caresses. A small trickle of oil runs down your upper body to the left and right. I run my hands there and spread the oil underneath on your stomach. I let some oil drip onto your thighs and spread it over your thighs and down to your feet. I run the oil up your legs again, over your thighs to your paradise. I spread the oil there too. My fingers now find their way into your honey pot more and more often. My fingertips run up and down your lips. My two thumbs lie to the left and right of your bud. My thumbs draw a tighter and tighter circle around it. While four of my fingers are inside you, both thumbs are massaging your bud. You didn't notice during your climax that I had released the ankle cuffs so that I could simply push your legs upwards. I kneel close to you and my phallus touches your oiled pearl. I remove my fingers from you and guide the tip of my hard phallus into your beautifully glistening love cave. Bit by bit, I push my hard loss between your wet lips. My oiled hands run over your stomach up to your breasts. Your nipples immediately stand up again and I massage them back to full hardness. Now my pelvis touches your pelvis and we are very close together. Slowly I pull my hard friend out of you bit by bit, only to sink it back into you straight away. I repeat this game and get faster each time. When I have reached a comfortable rhythm, I move one hand back down to your pearl and massage it gently. I thrust hard at irregular intervals and the sound of our pools banging loudly lights up our bedroom. I thrust faster and harder, your breathing quickens again and your third climax is not long in coming. But just before we approach our climax together, I stop. After a pause, I thrust faster and harder than ever before. It doesn't take much longer and we come together. I can feel your contractions on my hard phallus - it feels like you're milking me with your love cave. After I have injected all my love juice into you with the last light thrusts, I sink exhausted on top of you. Between our heated bodies, some of my sweat runs down your oiled body. After a brief moment, my now flaccid penis slips out of you. I stand up again and let my hands slide over your stomach back down to your thighs. Run my hands up your entire body, over your neck to your face. I remove the blindfold, smile at you and ask you if you enjoyed it. You smile back and reply that of course I enjoyed it.

My story begins a long time ago. I was in the 10th grade at the time, 18 years old. It was just before the end of the school year, the last crucial exams were coming up, but that wasn't a problem for me. I was actually always quite good at school and got on well with the material. So the last written final exam, the one that decides whether you are admitted to the Abitur or whether you only get a 10th grade diploma, was coming up. There was actually a general calmness, except for a few exceptions. One of these exceptions is Nancy, I've actually thought she was quite beautiful for a long time. We've often been away together, but really only as good friends, but we still had a lot of fun. But now the exam was, as luck would have it, she was sitting next to me on a bench. I found the tasks quite OK, first of all, a B minus was easily enough to pass the Abitur. But with Nancy, I immediately realized that she didn't have a clue about the material, she was shifting nervously back and forth in her chair. So she had to resort to illegal means, she tried to inconspicuously pull a cheat sheet out of her sleeve. But that wasn't easy, the teachers don't allow themselves to be distracted and pay very close attention. But somehow she managed, but she still didn't look very happy. Not everything that was asked was on her slip of paper. Suddenly, the teacher came and she was startled and dropped the note from the bench. What now? I reacted with lightning speed and put my foot on it, the note was not visible. She was lucky, her relief was obvious. Later I noticed that she was copying from my sheet all the time. I hope no one sees that, otherwise I'll get it too. But everything went well, we were able to hand in our sheets and nobody noticed. It was enough for Nancy, she was also admitted thanks to me. Of course I expected thanks from her, but there was no reaction, which made me quite angry. So I thought about how I could take advantage of the situation, she owed me something. I met with her in the afternoon and told her everything. Suddenly she was very small, she begged me not to betray her. What was that worth to her? She was close to tears when I told her that I wanted to have control over her. I quickly drew up a small contract for her to sign. It included that she had to fulfill all my wishes without exception. She practically becomes my slave. When she read this, she started to cry. But what choice did she have, 1 year under my control or no high school diploma because I will report on her cheat sheet. So she had to submit to me, with hesitation she signed. Which means that she has to submit to me for 1 year. She has to do everything I tell her, she will be humiliated by me. She will suffer pain, her life will change according to my rules. Perhaps I should mention Nancy again, she is 18, slim and has a beautiful, small, petite figure. Long brown hair, short, what more could you want? I could hardly believe it, I had her under my control. I sent her home first so that she could come to terms with the situation. Today was Saturday, I asked her to come in early. Time to make the rules clear. She has to do everything I ask of her, I don't want to hear no. She has to pretend to be my girlfriend in public, we are a couple. If she follows these simple rules, she can do her A-levels. So we start with the first lesson, she has to get used to being naked. She had to stand in front of me and undress very slowly. She was beautiful, so helpless. She took off my T-shirt, revealing a beautiful bra. Not too big and not too small, just the way I like it. She was shaking and had problems with her trouser button. So I helped her and took off her pants. She had a black thong underneath, wonderful. Now she was standing in front of me in her underwear, I pulled her close and gave her a long kiss, she was still very inexperienced, she'd never had anything to do with boys before. I was able to introduce her to the secrets of sex life. I sent her home again so as not to overwhelm her straight away. The next day I picked her up and we went to my parents' garden. There we could be completely alone and unobserved. When we arrived, she got off her bike and I blindfolded her with a beautiful silk scarf. She was frightened, but I calmed her down. We were only at the beginning of our training as sex slaves. Now it was time to undress again and I have to admit that it excited me a lot. She had inhibitions because she couldn't see that we were alone. Again she stood in front of me in bra and thong, next step, complete nudity. So down with the clothes. I undid the bra and pulled down the thong. Something slowly started to stir in my pants. No wonder at this sight! A sweet virgin cunt emerged, not very hard. Her arms were then handcuffed behind her back. Lie down on the floor I said to her, I sat on her and kissed her. Nancy slowly got used to the situation. I asked her a few more questions about her life. She had never satisfied herself and had never seen a man naked, in short, zero experience, although her body was already well developed. She was brought up very strictly by her parents. The day was over, I hadn't touched her yet. Tomorrow she had to go to the gynecologist and have the pill prescribed so that she couldn't get pregnant. She didn't like that at all, but it was simply necessary. After 2 weeks she had no more problems with being naked, she wore short skirts and skimpy tops, she made me really horny. I wanted more, much more and decided to give her the full treatment the next weekend. I had been nice to her until now and ordered her to a friend's well-equipped apartment for the next weekend. He kindly left her with me. Her eyes were blindfolded again as she lay handcuffed to the bed in front of me. I touched her body for the first time, she twitched several times as I touched her in different places. She is beautiful, she had a special smell. I cut the thong and played with her cleft, which was already getting slightly damp. I told her that she should just enjoy everything and forget about her fears. I couldn't help myself and had to lick her, it was wonderful, so young and unspent. Pure pleasure. I undressed too, I had a total hard-on. Nancy was supposed to give me relief, she was supposed to learn to suck. She was undressed, I lay down and pulled her with her head over my stiff stick. I put it in her mouth. Regardless of losses. With my instructions it worked quite well, her gagging subsided. She started to play with her tongue, she learned quickly! It was a great feeling, after a while I got hornier and hornier. Then I had to cum, she was scared. But she lovingly swallowed it all and then licked it clean. I was now relaxed and happy, and she said that she was slowly starting to enjoy spoiling me. First she had to make something to drink and eat. She fed me voluntarily. There was a gynecologist's chair in the next room. She had to climb onto it and her arms and legs were secured with straps. Now she was open to me. I could see all the details of her cunt, which quickly became wet again. So I penetrated her and she cried out. But I immediately started to move violently, her pain was quickly relieved by the comfortable position and she started to moan. I was now very persistent, she squirmed in her restraints. But before she could cum, I was ready and I squirted inside her. Her lust made her forget all her inhibitions, she wanted to come again. She was literally begging. As her ruler, I couldn't let that happen and untied her. She was tied to the wall with chains and I fetched a whip. She went all pale when I instructed her to count to 20. She screamed with every stroke, but she bravely kept count. As a reward, she was allowed to accompany me into the bath. She was handcuffed in the bath and blindfolded. I stood over her and let my jet run free. First over her head, I forced her to swallow something, then over her whole body. I don't think she found that very pleasant, but I didn't care. I was relieved. I showered her with cold water and let her go to the toilet herself. Then I gave her something to drink again and a few more lashes. I took metal clamps and put them on her nipples, followed by a loud scream. I couldn't let that go through. Tied up on her stomach on the bed and a few pillows under her lap. As punishment, I wanted to penetrate her from behind. But her hole was extremely small, no chance. Not even with a lot of lube. So I stretched it with my fingers. But it was no use, there was still a lot of stretching to be done. She would have died of pain. So I took her from behind, her cunt was still extremely tight but totally wet. She moaned more and more violently and came to her first orgasm of her life. I came inside her seconds later. It was quite late and I was tired. She had to spend the night on the gyn chair, it wasn't very comfortable. I spent the night completely relaxed in bed. I woke her up by hitting her stomach, she screamed in pain. We went back into the bathroom and I relieved myself again. She reluctantly had to try to swallow all my pee. It ran down the corners of her mouth, a horny sight. She was allowed to shower and we had breakfast. It was super warm outside and I decided to take her to a secluded lake. There weren't many people there, just a few pensioners. We went to a secluded spot where we were all alone. We went skinny dipping, fooled around in the water and teased each other. I was really horny for her again and we did it in the water. It was a wonderful feeling and she enjoyed it too. I came, but she didn't. We lay down in the sun. I noticed a grandpa who was always looking over and watching us. Nancy had to go to him and ask what time it was, she was embarrassed to walk around naked. Grandpa's eyes soon popped out when he saw my little submissive. He didn't have a watch, he was far too horny to find it. I asked her if she wanted to have an orgasm, she said yes. OK, I said, satisfy yourself. She had never done that before, and then in public. Very shyly, she started stroking herself until she didn't care and rubbed her cunt wildly. Grandpa has gone, who knows what he'll do now? I stopped her just before her orgasm, she was angry. We went into the water again briefly, then we went back to the apartment. She was still aroused, and so was I. In the bike cellar, I grabbed her between her legs, where she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt at my command, she was still totally wet. I undressed her, she thought we were going to do it now, but no way. I think she forgot that she had to do what I said. She had to walk naked through the stairwell to the 4th floor, but she was totally whining, that means punishment. We didn't meet anyone, lucky for her. She was allowed to go to the toilet again briefly, then she was put on the punishment bench. Blindfolded and gagged in the mouth, I fetched a whip. I beat her ass for five minutes, it was all red. I spread her legs and pulled her lips apart. Clamps with weights were hung on them for 1 minute. That must have hurt like hell, there were tears in her eyes. Salvation followed, I soothed her by stroking and licking her. She got wet again, and this time she had to ride me. Now she was the active one, I could get really deep inside her despite the tightness. And finally her desired orgasm came, for which she had to thank me by blowing. Everything was swallowed willingly, she learned quickly. She was happy, her pain and agony were forgotten. As the weekend was coming to an end, it was time to leave the apartment, but I had one more surprise. I put an extremely thin and inconspicuous chastity belt on her. She was frightened, but not a chance, so I always had her under control. She was only allowed to have sex with my permission. And so our first weekend came to an end. She said that she enjoyed it despite the pain and that she was ready for anything at any time. She was also no longer allowed to wear underwear, she could no longer touch her cunt and she was no longer a virgin.

I had been waiting for something like this for a long time. Whenever I had watched her before I got a hard penis and had to masturbate. I just found her horny, our neighbor. She was married but that didn't bother me. I was just horny for her that day. I went into the laundry room to empty the washing machine. But she was there when I came in and didn't notice me straight away. She had just bent over her tumble dryer, so I had the perfect view. She bent so far forward that you could see her butt and especially her labia through her tight stretch pants. I immediately got hard again and grabbed my pants. I started to rub my penis. I was close to cumming when she suddenly turned around and smiled at me: "Oh hello, how are you? " I said, "Oh quite well! " and went to our washing machine. When I had finished and wanted to leave, I saw that she was already bending forward again, so horny. My penis was even harder than before. I couldn't stand it any longer. I quickly went to her, positioned myself right behind her and pressed my hard member against her buttocks. "Oops!!! " she responded, "what are you doing, stop it! ". I replied "But I love you, I've WANTED you for so long" and started to rub my glans against her. "Don't do that", she told me, "even if I wasn't married, I'm 27 and you're only 18". Before she could finish, I grabbed her crotch. She moaned a little. I was surprised when she suddenly stripped off her stretch pants and panties. What I got to see was heavenly and I could have cum already. She was still bent forward. I "quickly opened my pants and freed my penis from the confines of my stretched underpants. She began to feel her way forward with one hand until she had my penis in her hand. I was more aroused than ever before. She slowly brought it to her labia and then pushed it hard into her vagina. We began to move rhythmically against each other. We both started to moan. It was just awesome. I thrust into her harder and harder. Every time I was deepest inside her, my hard balls bounced against her ass. The moaning got louder and louder. Of course, another neighbor could have come in at any time, but we didn't worry about that. We were far too horny for that at the moment. We got louder and louder. I started to come. Two more thrusts and I shot my best load of semen into her love nest that I had ever injected. Half a minute later, she let out a scream too. She had her orgasm. That made me so horny again that he got really hard again. I just kept going. This time it was even hornier. After about 3 minutes we came together. It was the most beautiful and hottest thing I've ever experienced. Now my penis slowly became flaccid and slipped out of her vagina. As soon as it had slipped out, my semen began to flow out of her wet, hot vagina. A few drops got caught in her pubic hair. She turned around and lay back on the dryer. She lay like this in front of me. With her legs spread so that I could see everything. Then she got up, put on her clothes and said: "I don't know if it was right, but it was fun." She kissed me on the lips and then went upstairs to her apartment.

Once, when I took the train to a larger city with my girlfriend, there were several foreign men in the next compartment. It was the time of very short minis, just like today. My girlfriend wore her mini so short that you could see her little white panties at the slightest opportunity, which naturally drew a lot of men's attention to her long bare legs. She seemed to enjoy it and it also turned me on when I saw other men getting hot for her. When we had sex together, we often talked about her doing it with other men. After a few stops, everyone got off except for the four foreign men and the two of us. As these men had been undressing her with their eyes the whole time, I knew that things could get hot now that we were alone. Strangely enough, this didn't scare me, on the contrary: I felt a strong desire to let them take my girlfriend. I changed my seat, sat opposite my girlfriend and stretched one leg between her legs, which she willingly spread. The men sat opposite her in the other compartment and I knew that they could see her panties. I read their faces like in a mirror and saw that their thoughts were revolving around fucking. I looked at my friend and nodded slightly backwards. She understood and tossed her long hair back, looked at the men, then at me, her tongue came out from between her snow-white teeth, licked her lips... I knew she was getting very horny and, like me, was thinking about our conversations. Then the conductor came by, demanded our tickets, took a long look at her legs and moved on. I imagined various scenes that could take place as I felt a stream of desire flowing from the adjoining compartment to my girlfriend's body. I looked at her and saw that she was feeling it too, even returning the desire. The flow increased as I imagined how she would be fucked by all these men in the toilet before the conductor came next time. The desire became so strong that I outgrew myself. I looked at the men, then at my girlfriend, who was now almost lying on the seat and extremely horny. Her mini had ridden up so high that you could see her panties very clearly. It was a soft, open silk slip that I really liked because I could easily penetrate her from the side whenever I felt like it. The men looked at me, astonishment and desire on their faces. They were dark-skinned, about ten years older than us and didn't seem to have the Christian inhibitions. Then I leaned forward, stroked up my girlfriend's legs, slowly, until I reached her panties... and pushed them aside in one motion, revealing her curly reddish-blonde hair. She moaned, turned to the men and I made a head movement that meant: come here, take them, you can have them, one at a time. The men became very excited, talked a little in an unknown language, bumped into each other... Then the train started to slow down and stopped at a smaller station. My girlfriend was struggling to suppress her desire and just sat there as she was, with her mini riding up, her panties open... I gave her a push, pulled the panties over her fleece, the mini down a little. People got on, walked through the compartment, the men stared out of the window... Then the train started up again. The conductor came past us and took another long look at my friend's bare legs. Further ahead, a couple with two children had sat down in a compartment. We overheard them talking, the children whining and laughing, the mother trying to calm them down with stories. She told the story of the bad wolf..., the seven little goats... The foreign men had calmed down again and looked at me and my friend. They were probably waiting for the invitation to be repeated. Now there was a long stretch without a station and a long tunnel in between. Fortunately, no one had sat near us. My girlfriend slipped lower again, showing her panties, now spreading her legs of her own accord, pulling her panties aside while I gently stroked her thighs. Suddenly, one of the men stood up and sat down next to me. He pointed at my girlfriend and asked: "How much? " He wanted a price. I became very aroused, Lou even more so when she heard that she was to serve as a whore. "One hundred, " she said, "ten minutes for each of them. I repeated this to the man in English, but he had already understood. He went back to his colleagues and spoke to them quietly in their language. Then he came to me. "Two hundred for all, " he said. I nodded. I didn't care how much. You could have had them for free, just for the pleasure. But it was clear to them that they would pay, that she was my whore. The man went back and returned with two foreign notes, which he pressed firmly into my hand. I didn't know the money and had no idea how much it was worth. But I took it and said OK. Lou's cheeks were now very red. The man took her by the hand, pulled her up, took her into the compartment, where she had to sit on his knees... I watched in fascination as many dark hands began to stroke her bare legs, reached into her panties, she spread her legs and began to moan... I hoped not too much, because of the family in the front of the carriage and because of the conductor, who could come at any time. But he didn't come. And then came the long tunnel. It took quite a long time before we emerged from the darkness into the light again. During this time, I heard Lou's sounds of pleasure, knew that she was being taken by all four men... and then suddenly there was light, and I saw how they had Lou on her knees, stripped naked and one was fucking her while the others made their cocks squirt over her face. What if the conductor came? And he did indeed come. When he saw me sitting alone in the compartment, he probably thought my girlfriend was in the toilet. I quickly got up to distract him and asked him for the connection to change trains. He looked in his book, leafing through it, while I looked over his shoulder to see Lou being jumped and splashed by the men. He couldn't hear their moans because of the noise in the tunnel. I walked a little ahead of him, away from Lou and the men, and he followed me with the book in his hand. Then I returned, stopped and looked at Lou and her tormentors. Now she was being taken hard and had to suck their cocks too and one was trying to take her anally, which she wasn't so used to. She moaned and looked at me for help. Soon the tunnel would be over, then they had to stop. But this tunnel seemed endless and Lou kept getting fucked. That was starting to make me think. "Stop, enough, time's up, " I shouted and tried to push the men away. But they pushed me away. Only when it slowly got lighter did they let go of her, hurriedly stowed their cocks, pushed Lou into the compartment with me and threw their clothes on. They kept the panties. "Quick! " I urged. Lou hurriedly slipped into her mini, pulled on her white sweater and kept her high heels on. Her face was wet, her lips swollen and the men's cum was running down her bare thighs. I handed her my handkerchief and she dried herself as best she could. Then the conductor came by and announced the next station. The men sat as before, looking out of the window and Lou hid her wet face by snuggling up to my shoulder. At the next stop, the men got off, they laughed and one of them triumphantly showed off her beautiful silk panties. On the platform, everyone came to the window, waving and laughing, bowing, throwing kisses to Lou... I opened the window, Lou looked out, held out her hand to everyone, and when the train left, she was holding her beautiful silk slip, which we used many more times and under different circumstances.

It's Saturday evening, my parents are at some stupid wedding and won't be back until tomorrow evening. I've eaten. Stroll upstairs and run myself a bath. I grab my book Love Letters to the Dead from my room, take off my jeans and t-shirt and lie down in the bath with my book in my hand. I'm still pissed off at Jonas and think about how I could get back at him for what he did to me yesterday. I find it hard to concentrate on my book and I put it down. I reach for my razor and start shaving my legs. Actually, it's hardly worth it because I don't have tufts of hair on my legs like many other girls, it feels more like a peach, a delicate fuzz of blonde hair. There are already more under my arms and in my private parts. I sit on the edge of the bath and shave between my legs. I love it smooth without a hair. Once everything is off, I grab the shower and rinse myself off. I get out of the bath, dry off and rub myself with my Coconut Breeze, I love the smell. Before I get dressed, I have to go to the loo again, the big business, but nobody here cares about that. I slip into my jogging bottoms, pull on my T-shirt and head downstairs. I trudge into the kitchen and grab a Coke and a bag of potato chips. I've just made myself comfortable on the sofa in the living room when the doorbell rings. Damn, who is it now, it can't be Sandra. Stinking, I go to the door without looking and open it. "What are you doing here? " Jonas is standing in front of the door. "Me, me...me." I slam the door in his face and lean back against the wall. Damn... Jonas and I are standing here in our baggy clothes. No one ever sees me like this, but it's too late now and changing is no use. "Lena, come on, I'll see you, open the door." "What are you doing here, Jonas? " "Talk to you." I open the door again. "Come in, asshole." I walk forward into the living room, Jonas follows me. I sit down on the sofa and show Jonas the armchair, I want him far enough away from me. "What was that all about yesterday, you made me miss the bus." "I'm really sorry." "I see." "I just don't want us to be seen together." "Why? " "I'm new and don't want any trouble." "You're afraid people will talk bad about you because you're having a thing with the school slut? " "No." "Then what? " "Okay...you're right, your reputation precedes you." "But I'm good enough to fuck? " Jonas looks to the side sheepishly and rubs his thighs. "How do you know where I live, Jonas? " He looks at me again and says, "I know a lot about you." "And how? " "Doesn't it matter? " "I can throw you out the door again." "I liked you from day one." "So... and why didn't you say anything? " "I wanted to find out more about you first." "You could have talked to me yesterday after the story and we could have walked home together, by the way, it wasn't very pleasant marching through the countryside in 30 degrees." "How many times, I'm sorry." "You mean with an apology that's it? " Jonas looks away again, visibly uncomfortable. "All right, do you want a drink too? " "Yes, please." I go into the kitchen and get two glasses. Damn, Jonas looks really hot today in his ripped jeans. His knees are showing through the holes, I like boys in ripped jeans. I lean on the kitchen counter for a moment, take a deep breath, grab the glasses and go back into the living room. Jonas hasn't moved a muscle. I pour him and myself a drink and drop back onto the sofa. Jonas grabs the glass and drinks it down. "Warm today, eh Jonas? " Jonas just nods. "Almost as warm as yesterday" I say and look at him angrily. "Chips? " "No thanks, Lena." We're silent for a while until I say, "And what do you really want here? " "To see you." "We would have seen each other at school on Monday." "But I wanted to see you today, Lena." "Okay, now you've seen me and you can go again." "All right." Jonas gets up and walks towards the door "I'll find the way." "Wait, Jonas." "Why, you don't want to see me, I accept that." "Come here you dumbass." I nod to the right, indicating that he should sit next to me. He sits down and asks, "So what now? " "Well, my parents are away and there's a soft bed waiting upstairs." "Don't take the piss." Jonas wants to get up, but I throw my right leg over his. "Let's be clear, I'm still pissed off with you and I don't know if you can ever make it up to me. But I'm hot too, my parents are away and I'm up for a fuck. Unfortunately, you're the only one within reach right now." Jonas looks at me in amazement and raises his eyebrows. "Do you seriously think I don't know why you're really here? You stink like a perfume store and chew on a kilo of chewing gum." Apart from that, I'd want to fuck you right now if you didn't stink like a polecat." I take his empty glass, hold it out to him and say "spit it out." Jonas spits his chewing gum into the glass, I put it on the table, sit on his lap, take his head in my hands and kiss him. His hands immediately go under my shirt and he hugs me tightly. I push away from him, "Not here, let's go upstairs to my room." I stand up, take his hand, pull him up from the sofa and drag him upstairs to my room. I throw myself onto my bed. Jonas sits down on my desk chair and looks around. "Nice place you've got here." "Do you want to talk to me about my furniture now? " I turn to the foot of my bed and lie on my stomach. Jonas gets up and goes to my CDs. "Hmmm not bad, he says, Nirvana, Creed, Scott Stapp..., you have taste. Can I play some music? " I just nod. Jonas puts Nevermind by Nirvana in the player. Smells Like Teen Spirit comes on and Jonas turns the volume down a little. He slowly approaches me, kneels down in front of my bed and we kiss. I'm totally hot and I want more. I lie down on my back again with my head towards the headboard and say "now get down to business." Jonas takes off my training pants and says "oh nothing underneath? " I spread my legs, grab his head and pull him down between my thighs. I guide him to where I want him. His tongue touches my clitoris and I immediately moan, throw my head back and press him firmly against me. "Dude, that's hot, I breathe." I feel his warm tongue inside me. His saliva and my juice mix. As he licks me, he slides a finger into my pussy and I start to moan loudly. So far I've rarely had the pleasure of being licked, most guys want it blown, or to stick it in quickly and just fuck. Jonas massages my asshole with his thumb and I tremble with pleasure. I reared up again and again. His smacking and sucking gets louder and louder. Jonas grabs my legs and presses them against my chest. He slowly moves his tongue down towards my ass. He pauses just before my butthole and moves his tongue back up to my clit. What a fucking asshole, he knows what I want and makes me squirm. Finally his tongue touches my little asshole and I flinch. I massage my pussy while Jonas circles my other tight hole with his tongue. I can't remember the last time I was this horny. I imagine Jonas fucking my ass and my excitement continues to rise. I don't want to come yet and turn on my side. Jonas looks at me and asks "what's wrong, don't you like it? " "Yes, everything's fine, Jonas, now it's your turn, take off your pants." Jonas stands in front of the bed, I crawl to him on all fours and open his pants. "Aha, nothing underneath and freshly shaved? " I have to giggle. I massage his thick cock and wait to suck him, now I let him fidget and look him in the eye while I massage his thing. Jonas comes closer and wants to kiss me. I turn my head to the side and say, "Nothing there, only if I want it." Actually, we're both ready, but I rarely do it in bed and want to enjoy every second. I turn around, throw the comforter on the floor and say "get undressed and lie down". Jonas obeys and lies down on his back. I take off my shirt and kneel over Jonas, I've always been horny at 69. I press my cunt into Jonas' face and immediately feel his tongue inside me again. His cock bobs up and down in front of me, I grab it and slowly suck it inside me. I find it hard to concentrate on the blow job because what Jonas is doing with his tongue takes my breath away. I have to pull myself together to stop myself from biting his cock with lust. Again and again I press myself firmly against his face until Jonas pushes me away to gasp for air. "Ohhhhh meiiiiiine God, it's so hot, lick, lick, lick me, you're making me so horny." I give up blowing and rest my head on Jonas' thigh, my fingers digging firmly into Jonas' legs. Jonas pauses and says "hey what's going on. I'm doing all the work here and you're just lying there." I rebel, press my cunt even harder into his face and breathe "go...on you...ass,...today it's my...turn." Jonas licks my cunt from bottom to top, he seems to like my juice. Jonas carefully starts to nibble on my labia. I scream out loud "ohhhhhhhh my God, don't...stop...don't...stop." I fight against the orgasm, I don't want to yet, I want to enjoy it and when the little wanker licks his tongue sore. Soaking wet and sweaty, I let myself sink back down and bite Jonas' thigh carefully. I stretch with pleasure - at that moment I feel Jonas' fingers penetrate my tight asshole. "Ahhhh" I shriek and swing myself up. "Dude, what are you doing? " "Don't you like it? " "Keep going, just keep going." I push myself backwards and Jonas' finger goes deeper and deeper inside me. It's an amazing feeling, he licks my cunt and sticks a finger in my ass, I get up a little and rub my wet cunt through Jonas' face. I feel his tongue again and again, but it's not enough for me. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." Moaning loudly, I let it happen. I bend over again and experience the hottest orgasm ever. Is this what an ass orgasm feels like? Twitching and wet with sweat, I lie stretched out on him with Jonah's head between my thighs. He's still licking me gently and his finger is still inside me. I flinch again and again and Jonas seems to be enjoying it. Jonas really has it, I think, but I would never tell him so. Just before dozing off, the last notes of Something in the Way are played, I decide not to wait for the hidden track Endless, Nameless. I get up. Still shaky on my feet, I walk to my desk with my rucksack underneath, bend down (not squatting of course) Jonas now has the perfect view of my perfectly shaped nectarine bottom, I want to keep him in line of course. Okay, so far only I've had my fun, of course he waits his turn. I've finally found my iPod, I plug it into my stereo and set everything to random. The first song is Don't you (forget about me) by Simple Minds. I inherited my love of good music from my father. My friends often laugh at me when I tell them that I like AC/DC, Metallica, Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin or Simple Minds. I just love handmade music and can't do anything with all that chart shit. "Hey Jonas, I'm going for a pee, don't go anywhere, I'll be right back." "Okay, Lena." I go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet. While I'm running it, I discover the baby oil on the shelf. Wild thoughts run through my head about what I could do with the stuff, I'll have to remake my bed one way or another. I wipe my pussy with a wet wipe, grab the baby oil and head back towards my room when the phone rings. "Damn, who is that now? " I turn around and walk into my parents' bedroom, reach for the cordless phone and answer it with "Jelena, who is this? " "Three guesses" is the answer I get." "Oh mom." "Exactly, who else? " I make my way to my room and sit on the edge of the bed with my back to Jonas. "I just wanted to hear if everything's okay with you, Jelena." I put the bottle of baby oil on the floor. "Everything's okay, mom, I'm fine." Russian mothers are very caring. Jonas sits down behind me and breathes on my neck. I try to push him away with my free hand, but it doesn't help. He comes closer, puts my hair to one side and kisses the back of my neck. A cold shiver runs down my spine. "We've arrived here safely and the party is very nice. I should also say hello from everyone, it would have been nice if you had accompanied us." "Mom, you know I'm not interested in family and I don't like celebrating anyway." Jonas moves his hand over my back to my waist, to the front, to my stomach and up to my breasts. It feels good. Still, I could punch him. "Have you eaten, Jelena? " I bite my lips to keep from moaning. "Yes mom, I made myself pizza." "Jelena, I cooked you something extra, you just had to warm it up." Jonah's hand moves down between my legs and I snort slightly. I push myself backwards and let out a short groan. "Uhh...mom, a pizza won't kill me." I try to pull myself together with all my might but I can't manage it and open my thighs with twitching movements. "No Jelena, I know that, but you've inherited your father's sensitive stomach." Jonas pushes a finger inside me and I press my lips together. "Mom, do we have to talk about this now? " "No of course not, what's wrong with you, you sound so funny." "Nothing mom, I'm just warm." "Yes, it's pretty hot here too. Please remember to lock the doors, it'll be dark soon." I throw my head back onto Jonas' shoulder and have to take a deep breath. I find it hard to concentrate and I can no longer suppress a groan. Now it's already two fingers. "Ha...have...I, I have to swallow, I finish the sentence in a hushed voice, I've already done it mom." "That's good, Jelena, you know what kind of people hang around here." I can't answer and my mother asks, "Are you still there? " I swallow and take another deep breath "yes...I'm...still here." "Okay Jelena the connection is very bad, I have to go back in too, if anything happens you'll let me know, okay Jelena? " I pull myself together again with all my might and say "don't worry, I'm old enough and can look after myself. Bye mom and have fun." "Okay Jelena, I know you're almost grown up and I don't have to worry, bye my child and sleep well." I hang up with a deep sigh "uhhhhhhhh." I close my eyes, take a deep breath, pull myself out of Jonah's embrace and jump up. Waving the phone in my hand, I ask "do you know who that was? " With raised eyebrows, Jonas replies "hmmmm...your mother? " "Hell yes, my mother! " Jonas just grins and asks "did she notice anything? " "Was she supposed to notice something, you ass? " "You had yourself well under control." "Just about." "Oh come on, you liked it." "Yeah, I mean no...don't ever do anything like that again." I put the phone down on my desk and sit down cross-legged on my bed next to Jonas. "So what are we going to do now? " Jonas asks. "I don't know, just listen to music! " My iPod is playing Fuel by Metallica, I make a forkful of chips and headbang to it. "I can do that at home too." Says Jonas. Jonas sits down in front of me and runs his index finger between my breasts down to my stomach and asks "Should I go? " "No, Jonas." I lean to one side and reach for a bottle of water next to my bed and take a deep sip. I give Jonas the bottle, lean over to the other side, reach for the baby oil and hold it out to Jonas. Jonas shakes his head and says, "Thank you, water is enough." "You're stupid, what do you think I'm going to do with it? " "Don't tell me you're a mother now." I hit Jonas on the chest with the flat of my hand "you idiot, you know what I want." "Yes, I can guess, have you ever done this before? " Jonas asks. "No and you? " "No" says Jonas. "Okay, so we're both still virgins in this area, let's just give it a try." I push Jonas over, he lies on his back, I sit on him and start kissing him. After a long French kiss, which he has now earned, I grab his wrists and pull them over his head. Stretched out over Jonas, my breasts are now hanging over his face and he starts licking my nipples. I immediately get horny again. I release my grip and slowly sit up and ask, "Ready? " Jonas just nods. I reach behind me and feel his thick, hard cock. "Okay, he's ready." I slowly slide off Jonas and kneel down, leaning forward. Jonas takes the baby oil and kneels behind me. Although I am very nervous, I try to relax. I concentrate on the music, The Ballad Of Chasey Lain by the Bloodhound Gang is playing and I think - how fitting. I don't see what Jonas is doing. I feel a thick drop of oil in the crack of my ass slowly running towards my rosette and I flinch. "Everything OK, Lena? " "Everything's fine, keep going." I feel Jonas' fingers wandering around my rosette until he finally carefully pushes it inside me. With light thrusts he pushes his finger deeper and deeper inside me. With his other hand Jonas massages my clitoris and I manage to relax. With my left hand I knead my breast. A hint of fear is in the air, almost like the first time. But this time it increased the tingling eroticism immeasurably. "Are you ready? " asks Jonas. "So much." I'm actually scared, but I don't let it show. I hear the oil bottle gurgling. Jonas takes his hard penis in his hand and places his bulging glans right on my asshole. He carefully starts to press and slides up and down quite awkwardly a few times before I feel a slight give. My heart is racing with excitement. Jonas leans forward, kisses my back and says, "Relax, I'm very careful, if it hurts, say so." I force myself to breathe calmly and relax. Jonas continues to press gently and I feel his cock moving into me millimeter by millimeter. Again and again he pulls it back briefly and then forwards again with a little pressure. The feeling is great, it hasn't hurt so far. I hear the oil bottle gurgling again and something cool running down my thighs. Jonas presses harder. I grit my teeth and cling to my pillow. Damn, the thing has to be in soon, I think. I bend forward a little because I feel a brief burning sensation. The burning subsides and I press myself back. Finally his rod is all the way in and Jonas starts to thrust carefully. He grabs my pelvis and keeps pulling me towards him. I can hardly believe it, I'm being fucked in the ass for the first time and it's damn hot. Our movements are still very slow, but I feel my ass expanding with each thrust. Jonas pulls his cock further out after each thrust and thrusts it back in more forcefully. I press myself against his thigh with my hand to show him that he should slow down, he immediately slows down, but carefully pushes it in all the way. Jonas bends over me and kisses my neck. Now he no longer thrusts, but instead rocks his pelvis. I moan with pleasure for the first time and breathe "Uhhhhhh... shit, that's hot, you can keep going like that." Jonas grabs my stomach, without pulling his cock out he turns us onto our left side. I stretch my leg in the air and Jonas pushes it all the way back into me. I bite hard into my pillow to stop myself from screaming. I hear Jonas moan for the first time too. My asshole is now so wide that his movements are getting more and more violent. Jonas grabs my leg and holds it for me. I work on my pussy with my right hand and would love to push my whole hand in. "Do you like being fucked in the ass? " I can hardly answer, I take my head off the pillow "oh... yes, fuck me faster... faster... faster" Jonas increases the pace again and I hear our naked flesh slapping against each other. Juice keeps squirting out of my slit. I lick my fingers and stick them deep into my wet pussy again. If Jonas keeps going like this I'll faint. "Oh God, that's hot" grunts Jonas. "Fuck me harder... harder... harder." My asshole is wide enough now, Jonas pulls his cock out and rams it deep in again and again. I never want to be fucked any other way again. I press myself tightly against Jonas and force him to slow down the pace as I feel my orgasm approaching. Jonas pulls his cock out and says "turn on your back, I want to see you." Hastily, without wasting a split second, I throw myself on my back. Jonas grabs my pillow and pushes it under my ass. He grabs my legs and presses my knees to my chest, bends down and sticks his tongue into my asshole, which is still wide open. "Come on, Jonas, keep fucking me, you can lick me later." Jonas bends over me. I press my calves against his shoulders. He doesn't find the entrance straight away, so I help him by lifting my ass. Slowly he pushes his cock back in. I let out a deep "uhhhhh". Jonas' thrusts get faster. Again and again he rams it deep into me. Tears run down my cheeks, I scream with pleasure and Jonas gets louder and louder too. He calls out "I'm coming...I'm coming" "No...you're not,...not until...I'm ready." I grab his neck with both hands and pull him down to me, pressing his forehead to mine. "You...wait...until I'm...ready..." He slows down, but thrusts with full force. All I can let out is a wheeze, "Uhhh...uhhh...uhhh." I let go of Jonas' head and grab my bed with both hands, left and right. The approaching orgasm robs me of my senses. Everything goes black, I arch my back, and Jonas struggles to stay on top of me. I scream, "Now...now you can..." Jonas rams his cock into me one last time, all the way to the hilt. I moan loudly and feel my asshole getting warm and his cock twitching slightly inside me. I pull Jonas down to me and we kiss with a long French kiss. With a loud smack, Jonas pulls out his half-flaccid cock, rolls off me, lies on his back next to me and says "wow, that was awesome, wasn't it? " Still out of breath, I answer "but so much, that calls for a sequel." Jonas turns on his side, looks at me and says "but not today." "And why not? " "You got me, Lena." "Hehe" I have to giggle. "Wait, I want to try something." I open my bedside table drawer, take out my hand mirror and show it to Jonas. "What do you want with it now? " "Look, I saw that in a porno once." Jonas looks at me questioningly. I sit up a little, hold the mirror between my legs and start to squeeze. Jonas looks on in amazement. With a long sound like someone is squeezing an almost empty ketchup bottle followed by a fart, I squeeze all the juice out of my asshole. Jonas looks at me and says, "Lena, you just cummed all over your pillow." "Shit, maybe it would have been better to put something underneath." We both laugh and lie down again. I turn to Jonas, he takes me in his arms and I snuggle up to him. We slowly doze off to the soft sounds of Metallica's song One. I wake up when Jonas kisses my forehead and whispers, "Sweetheart, I have to go." I cling tightly to him and say, "Please stay." "No, that's not possible, it's almost 12, I really have to go home now. Otherwise my mother will worry." "Call her and tell her you're coming tomorrow, I'll make breakfast too." "No, that's not possible." Jonas lets go of my arms and stands up. I sit on the edge of the bed and watch him get dressed. "Will we see each other again outside of school, or was that just a one-time thing? " I ask. Jonas leans down to me, kisses me and says "of course we'll see each other again, but don't make a big deal about it, please promise me." I just nod. "Can I use your toilet for a minute? " "Sure, you can, first door on the left." Jonas goes into the hallway. I reach under my bed for my nightshirt. I put it on and follow Jonas into the hallway. I hear the toilet flush and Jonas steps out into the hallway. "I'll walk you to the door." "Okay, Lena." When I get downstairs, I open the door for Jonas. "Wait, Jonas." I grab his hand. "Are you going to just run off again and leave me standing here like an idiot like yesterday? " "No, of course not." He takes my head tenderly in both hands and we kiss with a long French kiss. Jonas lets go and says "I really have to go now, princess." "Okay, Jonas, I understand." Jonas turns around and goes through the door. Leaning against the door, I watch him until he disappears into the darkness. I close the door, go upstairs to my room and decide not to change the bed sheets today and to sleep without a pillow.