Ch. 7

7. Illustrative material

"So I haven't seen the film in its entirety," explained Monika when she inserted the role, " but the description doesn't sound bad and the beginning was pretty promising. "Here you will be shown how to make a woman really horny. All kinds of lust in a movie." We can prepare ourselves for a lesson. "

"

"About an hour."

"We'll be asleep by then."

"Um, sleep? Did someone tell their parents where we are? They think we're still on the beach."

So we called our parents one after the other and asked for permission to stay with a "friend".

Only my father asked back. "Did you think of condoms?"

"But daddy, whatever you think."

"I still feel too young to be a grandpa and as an apprentice you don't earn enough to support a family!" He admonished me.

With the words "I'll be careful," I hung up and indirectly admitted where the hare was going.

After it had been clarified that we would all stay until breakfast, Monika began the demonstration. The remark "not suitable for young people" was deliberately laughed at. With meaningful words, you could also say pseudo-scientific about it, the viewer was explained by which actions women got a cock stiff and men got a cunt wet. The corresponding film sequences were then shown on the screen for the very stupid. At least the actors were a feast for the eyes, otherwise we would have turned the film off again quickly.

But soon Maria suggested: "The chatter is unbearable. Can't you turn off the sound, turn on the music and we dance a little? The thing can continue to flicker in the background."

The proposal was accepted unanimously and immediately put into practice. Monika chose the music and dimmed the light down a little. Four naked couples danced tightly embraced clip-on blues and watched the performers bang with every turn. Sixteen hands went on a journey, exploring the partner's body.

"If you go on like this, I'll spray off immediately", Guido Renate moaned so loudly into Renate's ear during the third piece that everyone could hear it.

"Let's see," said Helga.

She kept surprising us. Sometimes closed like an oyster and then again such spontaneous hot outbursts.

"You would like that," replied Renate, but made no move to comply with Helga's request.

Nonetheless, her hand stayed in Guido's box and shortly thereafter he groaned suspiciously.

The last doubts about what had just happened, Renate removed herself: "Do you have a towel?", She asked Monika.

That came back with a pack of 12 tissues.

"Here, each his own package, in case more can't hold their juice."

In my abundant hand experience, Kleenex would fluff less, but you take what you can get. Just in case, I grabbed a package and heard Guido whisper:

"I want to stroke you too."

"I don't know. Wait until we're home. There are too many spectators here," Renate whispered back.

"We definitely won't look the other way either," I teased, admitting that I had overheard.

"Should I turn off the light completely?" Offered Monika. Guessing what it was about wasn't that difficult.

"Then there is still too much light coming from the screen. Besides, I don't want to spoil your evening."

"What is that supposed to mean now?"

"Well, look at those pretty things and then look at me. You can get moody."

"What is it? Don't you tolerate the alcohol?" We teased Renate. "You're not going to get depressed about the movie snipes, are you?"

"Yes!" She contradicted vehemently. "Everyone is so pretty and much more experienced than me."

Oh shit. But too much apple-grain beer.

Monika did the only right thing and briefly led Renate to the door. When they got back inside, the mood was still a bit gloomy.

"Ask!", Monika poked Renate in the ribs.

"Which of you has ever really fucked?"

Totally surprised by the question, we looked at each other embarrassed, then we had to laugh out loud.

"You think she's the last virgin on board?" Asked Helga directly.

Renate nodded piqued.

"I can reassure you there. Everything is still intact with me. And it stays that way today!"

There was now a disappointed face, but in the end, as expected, it turned out that we were all green behind the ears.

Only Monika added: "Last year, however, I got my brother ..."

"What do you have?", She was interrupted in horror.

"Not what you think! Nothing happened at all! He had an accident early last year. Both arms were broken. So the whole family had to help out when he needed something, getting dressed, undressing, feeding, even going to the toilet and so on."

Silence.

"So you wiped your brother's ass?" Asked Maria in disbelief.

"Yes, of course, if no one else was there. There was no other way. And in the hospital the nurses don't do anything else either."

No doubt she was right.

"But what does that have to do with Renate's question?" Gerd asked.

"Well, of course I also touched his cock and washed it."

"And he got stiff and you jerked him off?" a suspicion arose in me.

"What you think again! Well - not at first. I told him to pull himself together, but he said he couldn't help it. His cock would grow just as much if mom washed it." And what does mom say then "I asked him." You have to go through that now, "she said." And jerk you off? " "No, it doesn't, but slowly I can't anymore. My balls are already sore and that's a pain as if I had been kicked in." 'Really?' 'Yes really.' 'And you're not fooling me either?' "No, sis, I'm not that perverted. I'm really dirty and I can't take remedial action myself." That sounded so desperate and real that I did it. jerked him off four or five times. Always nice in the sink and then rinsed off. Since he got the cast off, nothing has worked. He is still grateful to me today and that is also the reason why he went to his friend's house today and stayed there. I had planned something with Gerd today and asked my brother for a free run. "

Oh yes? And what?

"What were you going to do with me?" Asked Gerd.

"You should deflower me today, you silly."

Well, if that's all? No problem. Let's just go. What a shame about the beautiful evening!

"Come on, let's get out of here, guys, we're just disturbing us here," I called out.

"No not, stay here. I want you to be there."

Huh? Monika had a strange way of surprising us.

"If it's okay with Gerd," she added.

Again huh? We all looked at poor Gerd, who sat there like a pile of misery and didn't know what was happening to him.

"Yes, damn it. I had imagined it to be so beautiful. First to the nudist with Gerd, then reenacted a few turn-on scenes from the film and then he was supposed to deflower me. But then suddenly you were all there and I thought, well, then just one Another time. But earlier, when Renate had her depriphase, I had another idea. Why not make a party out of it with my best friends? You should all be there and be happy with me. "

"Strong," commented someone from the side. The voice was so thick that I couldn't make out it.

Something about their logic wasn't quite right and I didn't have to think twice about what. She knew very well that we would all come! It may be that her original plan had looked like this, but since our conversation at the latest, she had accepted that we would all be there. What a babe!

"And why didn't you say anything? We've been here for hours," Dieter interrupted my thoughts.

"Because I lost my courage. I didn't know whether Gerd would bring this to everyone's eyes and what you think now."

Of course she looked at me. She knew I wouldn't believe her, but what was the real reason? I had no idea and in the end I didn't care.

"I couldn't do that", Renate began after a brief thought. "Well, maybe I would allow myself to be petted in front of everyone, but my defloration is so intimate, I don't want anyone but my husband with me."

"Would you stay then?"

"Not so happy. Only if it is expressly your wish."

"Yes, please stay."

Dieter asked Gerd: "Would you mind if we stayed?"

"To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet. Monika really surprised me. But why not? We just applauded Bernhard and Maria, they didn't mind fumbling in front of the audience. And there was dancing too not exactly suitable for minors. I think I can do it. "

"You're a sweetheart!" A big smack of Monika on his forehead followed.

Dieter: "Then I'll stay if I may."

"You mustn't, you have to!"

"I'm staying, even if I think about it very differently," said Helga.

Monika looked at her questioningly.

"Well, I don't want to be deflowered yet. I've already talked to Dieter about it. I'll go along with everything, but my column is sewn up! I'd rather get fucked in the ass like the one in the film."

That must have slipped out so when she just saw the scene. But said was said.

"Are you serious?" Dieter asked curiously. Obviously he suddenly saw a new chance to give his idiot a home.

"Well, I never thought about it, I just saw it that way. Let's talk it over in peace, not here in front of everyone else."

That sounded like a "yes" to me. We 'others' abstained from further comments, stayed simple and looked more or less embarrassed at the porn, where the actress now got two holes filled. Funny, fumbling around was easier than talking about it.

The position was changed on the screen. Both tails disappeared into the actress's pussy.

"Does he have his dirty dick in there now?" Asked Maria in disbelief. "Without washing? What a mess!"

"You haven't seen anything brown. It already seemed quite clean. Enema cleansing or something,"

"Or sprayed it with the garden hose," said Dieter on top.

"Piglet! You can't get behind me like that!" Helga grumbled.

Renate was more amazed at the elasticity of a pussy.

"Well, you still don't believe me that Guido could easily lay his pipe with you?" Monika teased the incredulous Renate.

"When I see that, I also believe that the earth is flat. You are sure that this is not faked?"

"No, why should they fake that now? The lady just had a whole fist in it," Helga reported.

"When did you see that?" Since no one except Helga had noticed, it was rewound again.

"There it comes. Am I right?"

"Let's dance again," suggested Helga.

Not a bad idea. At the moment, the clarification of the film went far beyond what we had imagined as sex. A little cooling of the mind couldn't hurt.

Monika put on a Bee Gees LP, what else, and turned off the film. We danced straight 20 minutes of clip blues without falling over ourselves. On the contrary, so much had happened or was about to happen that we all thought about it. Then one side of the record was over and Monika turned the LP around. I found my big mouth again:

"And turn the light brighter so that we can enjoy the defloration show straight away. Today in the first: Defloratore presents. Monika and Gerd live on stage!"

Monika didn't know whether to be annoyed or laugh at my remark.

"Clap", she called and came over to dance with me and send Maria to Gerd. This was the first time I had a different naked mouse in my arms than Maria. And the bitch rubbed against me too! She maneuvered us directly under the lamp.

"Well, young man, how is that 'Live On Stage'?"