**Freud had it right all along!**
Disclaimer: Please note that I am german and just want to write down my phantasies, whereas the English used ith the story might not be 100% accurate. Also please keep in mind that this is largely a sexual story. Reader discretion is adviced!
With that being said: Please, sit back and enjoy the story :)
You know, there is one thing that exists that really annoys me: The Monday! Not only is it the beginning of an overly tiring week, it also has the most lessons in school and is the only day where I have to carry five books á five kilgramms each with me. When I get home on a Monday, normally my back always hurts like hell. I then quickly jump onto my bed and go to sleep and forget that I still have work to do.
But I feel that this Monday is going to be different. But to understand that, you have to know what my current situation is:
10:00AM. Education class. To be entirely honest, education is one of my favourite classes. I really like what we are learning, it is one of the things where it feels like one can still profit from it in the future, because let’s be honest: Everyone is going to be a parent sooner or later. Well, unless you really hate kids, but if you do, there is no reason to choose education as a class you want.
But that’s not the only reason why this class is special: I am the only boy along seventeen girls, some really really good-looking, some as ugly as bags of shit.
And then there is Kristin Stonebreed… She sits right next two me, and she is definetely one of the jewels this class has to offer. Kristin is quite short and skinny for her age. We all are between 16/17, and we almost all look like it. But Kristin, she looks like if she would rip apart if I would try to insert my piece of meat into her!
Aside of her frail structure, Kristin is really, really cute. She has a very healthy skin-tone, beautiful darkbrown eyes, tender lips, a nose that fits into her face perfectly, slightly flushed cheeks that are also taut and strong and mocha-brown shoulder length hair, bound to a pigtail with slightly more volume as her hair is quite qurly. Okay, maybe on a close look Kristin really looks like a mature woman, amongst her thickly applied make-up, but the true downside of her is her lack of curves. Which makes her cute, I guess.
That and the fact that she always succeeds in putting me into really awkward situations. She talks to me like if she didn’t respect me at all and ask me questions that make me feel uncomfortable. For example she kept asking me about my relationship with my girl every week after I told her that I’d eventually split up with my current girlfriend because I simply didn’t love her anymore, and when I finally split up with her, Kristin just said that now I can start focussing on more important things in life.
What a bitch! Like if she knew about my sexual addiction, the main reason why I didn’t quit my girlfriend for so long, and now she tells me to deal with it on my own?
Well, at least now I know that this “addiction” is actually quite normal. The last weeks in education class we discussed Sigmund Freud, the founder of psychoanalysis and the psychosexual theory. Freud used to say that everything that a person does is to satisfy his sexual desires in some way, and you know what? The man is a genius! Too bad I never met him. I think he could have a been a good person to discuss with.
But tell that Kristin! This girl basically has no empathy at all! And no understandings of unsatisfied sexuality. To be honest, the way how pretty she is she’d probably have no problems at all to find a boy who would fuck her. The main problem is that 80% of the dicks in Germany wouldn’t fit and she could probably only fuck the really small and short ones. I mean… where would she put it? Her pussy is probably as tight as an asshole, and her asshole… I can’t imagine in how much pain she must be everytime she takes a shit.
I’m Neir by the way, and I’m proud to say that my little friend is over seventeen centimeters long. How do I know? Well, let me ask this: Are you going to tell me you didn’t measure your own Peter out of curiosity? And if no, fuck yourself and leave this story alone, this is nothing for you.
Anyways, back to the story. Today is different.
I sit there casually as Mr Geist talks about criticism about Sigmund Freud. Y’know, the pros n’ cons of his theory. “People disliked him because he thought with his cock and not his brain, and the psychosexual theory encountered much skepsism.”, one girl says.
“But also nobody could imply that what Freud said was wrong, because it still remains in the human’s psychology, one of the hardest mysteries of science, and as long as scientists don’t prove this theory wrong, we should all live with the fact in mind, that his theory might be right after all!”, replies another girl.
“What about you, Neir?”, Mr Geist says and everybody turns their attention to me. Great…
“Uuuh”, I stutter, “To be entirely honest, I would agree with Anna this time. I mean Freud has a point as we all know that sexuality is one of the basic needs of the human, so why wouldn’t this… let’s call it ‘addiction’… be part of our main motivations?”
Mr Geist seems satisfied with my answer and turns his head back to the center.
Phew, I hate speaking in front of people.
“Is that so?”, I hear a voice next to my ear and my heart stops for a moment, but then I turn my head towards Kristin.
“You think that everybody has a deep sexual desire and needs it satisfied?”, she adds.
“Y-yeah, why you askin’?”, I reply.
Kristin slowly shakes her head “My, my, too bad that you don’t have that option anymore. I bet now your ex is really glad that she doesn’t need to be harrassed by your ‘addiction’ any longer”
She giggles as I snort angrily. See? That is exactly why this girl is just fucking annoying!
I decide to not talk to her for the rest of the lesson.
Surprisingly, she tried to fix it and start a normal conversation, but I remain cold. Not gonna let this girl hurt me another time.
Eventually the lesson came to an end without further incidents and I pack my bag to get ready to go, when suddenly Kristin started to be a little more discreet.
“Are you alright, Neir?”
“Yeah, of course!”, I answer in a harsh tone, “I don’t see any reason to be pissed off, especially not off of you! I mean I am just fine, no suffering under addictions, no weird phantasies, just pure happiness! Can’t you see?!?”, I turn my head peppy into her direction and look at her with a very enraged gaze, but then I see how terrified and sad Kristin suddenly is, her eyes glittering of what I’m sure are tears, her mouth slightly opened in shock.
“I’m… I’m sorry, Neir”, Kristin stammers, “I didn’t mean to hurt you so bad.
“Yea just buzz off, I don’t want to have any more arguments on this retarded day! Bye!”, I grumble in a slightly less frightening way, but still with much anger, and just got ready to leave, as this incredibly annoying voice resounds once more.
“Neir wait!” I slowly turn towards Kristin once more.
“What is it now?” I sigh.
“Chemistry is dropped today.”
“Soooo?”
“I am thinking of a way of apology. Can we meet in the cafeteria?”
I take a few seconds to think about this. On one hand I’m not sure if this is just another trick to put me into another awkward situation, but if she really wants to apologize, I guess I should give her a chance.
I shrug, “Sure, why not. But I dare you if this one of your stupid pranks again!”
Kristin looks horrified
“No, I swear by god!”
“Good.”, I leave the room, “Don’t swear by god. God doesn’t like this.”
Later that day. It’s time for chemistry class, but as mentioned earlier it is dropped because our chemistry teacher is sick. Happens quite often in this time of the year actually.
I hang out with my buddy Lukas in the schoolgrounds, coming from the grocery store to get some food.
“Alright, I have to talk to someone”, I say as we enter the cafeteria.
“Okay, have fun!”, Lukas just says and takes a seat at one of the big tables.
I can see Kristin a few meters away with three other girls. They all look gorgeous, but they are all bitches. Kristin comes towards me smiling as she sees me.
“I’ve been waiting for you”, she says, “quick, before time runs out.”
“Do you plan a trip ‘round the globe or why you say that? We have an entire hour!”
Kristin winks, “Even better!”
She then turns towards her friends one last time, saying goodbye and takes me through the door into the hallways. She then grabs my wrist and pulls me up the stairs and back down on the other side of the stairwell so we could get to the basement.
“What do you want here?” I wonder as Kristin fumbles in her pocket, bringing out a key.
“I asked Mrs Reuter if she could give me the key for the bunker.”
The bunker is a room for older students when they have spare time inbetween lessons. But when younger students started demolishing the room, it eventually got locked up. Now the students always have to ask Mrs Reuter, the chairwoman of the student council of art, if she can hand out the key for some time. Of course nobody does that, especially when there is another room for older students near the science-rooms.
“Why didn’t we just went to the other room?” I ask, although I already have a dull feeling why.
“Because I wanted us to be alone!”, Kristin replied and opens the door.
“Makes sense”, I shrug and enter, followed by Kristin.
Surprisingly she closes the door and locks it up again, or should I say unsurprisingly as I am pretty sure about what is going to happen next.
I switch on the traffic lights, because they create a way more comforting atmosphere, and let myself down onto a couch with a reliefed sigh.
“Aaaaah much better!”
Kristin sits down right next to me, “You think?”
She scans the room with her view. Then she lays her head onto my shoulders.
“I’m sorry that I was so mean to you”, she says quietly, “I didn’t knew that you’d take it so personal”
“As a matter of fact, I do suffer under this addiction”, I replied softly.
“I figured that out. That’s why we are here.” With these words Kristin takes off her pullover and cuddles up to me.
I sigh and stroke her cheek. Kristin still has an undershirt on, but it’s really obvious what is going to go down in the next minutes.
Kristin then climbs onto my crotch with her face towards mine and wraps her legs around my hip.
We look at each other for seconds that feel like minutes. I stare deep into her eye and so does she.
After what feels like an eternity, we move our faces slowly closer to each other, closing our eyes, when our lips finally connected.
It’s the first time I kissed a girl whose lips feel so fragile that I am afraid that I might break them if I kiss them to violently, yet they feel so soft and healthy that it feels like if they would suck me right through them.
Oh no wait, indeed she does. Kristin started sucking in my upper lip, so I do the same with her lower one, still extremely careful as to not hurt her accidentaly.
But it doesn’t take long until our kisses get more intense. Our breaths become so shallow that it sounds like a steam-engine running at full speed and silent moans that make everything even more arrousing. I can feel movement in my crotch, and I can tell that Kristin is about to lose it soon as well.
And then there it is, a wet, wobbly piece of meat that enters my mouth, Kristin’s tongue.
I push my tongue into her mouth as well and we start circling each others tongues.
It’s funny, even Kristins tongue seems smaller, like a big worm, than my tongue, but I surely enjoy it, not gonna lie.
But at the same time my dick keeps pushing the inside of my jeans more and more, until it starts hurting, but luckily Kristin gets up to remove her undershirt and bra, revealing a pair of really cute AA breasts, and now with her eyes on me, she slips back a few inches so I can open up my pants and get my penis a little bit of fresh air.
We both have our eyes wide open as I stare at her breasts and she at my cock.
“Mind if I touch it?” we both say at the same time, bursting out in laughter shortly after.
“Sure, go ahead. You go first!”, Kristin says in a soothing tone. I grab her breasts and estonish as both my hands completely cup them.
“They’re so cute!”, I rave as I first play and then start massaging them in a circling way.
“Yea let’s just keep it the way that you have extremely large hands!”, Kristin replies with clear indignation in her voice, though not necessarily offended.
I giggle. My fingers wander over her nipples, having them inbetween and holding them for a brief moment and then releasing them again to move to the next finger-gap to repeat the process.
Her nipples are quite big and stiff in relation to the rest of her body. They feel like little currants, just slightly more wrinkled and soft.
Kristin’s breath becomes louder and more agitated, and suddenly she pushes me back, gets off of me, grabs my pants by it’s belt and throws it away, now leaving my cock shooting into the air.
First dazzled by her sudden movement and confused, but then even more satisfied, I sit there and take her back onto my legs, continuing the breast-massage, with the difference that now Kristins hand is rythmically stroking my dick.
She does it so well and sure that I’m pretty safe this isn’t the first time she gave someone a handjob, which somehow disappoints me a bit, but on the other hand, she might wouldn’t have proposed this sort of apology if she was still a virgin.
Then suddenly Kristin gets off of me once more, undressing her jeans as well and kneeling down in front of me, with her face between my legs. One hand takes hold of my shaft, the other hand wanders into her pale yellow panties.
Kristin starts kissing and licking over my entire penis and then inserts it into her mouth.
I can feel the sensation as her tiny tongue circles around my glans, even though she has real trouble fitting it all into her mouth. She barely fits the glans and two centimeters of my shaft, but that’s it. But for that the job she’s doing is absolutely amazing! It feels like a little sponge that wipes over my dick, but instead of absorbing liquids it emmits even more!
Then Kristin gets up with a string of saliva hanging down from her lips to my cock and puts her fingers into my mouth with whom she just masturbated with. Her pussy-liquid is somewhat salty but still really nice, so I suck off every drip of her fingers. Meanwhile she was able to take her panties off entirely and I take a quick glance to her pussy.
From what I see I can tell that she tries to shave regulary, but is a bit afraid to accidentaly cut her labia so as it goes downwards she has more and more stubbles of pubic hair on her genitals, although it is still not very much. Seems as her body just doesn’t want to accept puberty.
“Let’s do this!”, Kristin sounds convinced, and she climbs back ontop of my crotch. She doesn’t fumble long and soon after my glans meets her vulva, and a second after I’m already inside her cunt, making Kristin let off a sharp shriek as it enters in one jerk and even hitting the tip of her womb, but she quickly recovered and looks me into the eyes with an exhausted look. Her hair hangs in strands in her face and her breath is quite noisily.
I’m surprised she took it so well, but that proves that she wasn’t a virgin to begin with. Still, her pussy is way to small and tight for my dick, so it still surprises me.
“Alright!”, Kristin gasps and with this word she wraps her legs around my hip and starts moving up and down.
The movement of her vagina gliding up and down and being so tight that it even moves my foreskin with it fills me with pleasure as she grows wilder and starts moaning.
“Oh my good, you’re so tight, Kristin!”, I moan between my breaths.
“And your dick… ah… feels so… ah… so good inside me! Aahh!”, Kristin is far more into this, more then I expected. She really enjoys it!
I feel how her pussy tightens around my shaft and the mucous membrane squeezing and massaging my glans.
Is she going to cum already?
“Oh good Neir… Aaah! I’m about to… ah… to cummm! Aaah!”
“Then do it, Kristin, do it for me!”, I reply, even though I’m far away from cumming, at least mentally. My head still wants to enjoy her gorgeous body even though I could already ejaculate.
Kristin presses her lips onto mine and we kiss again as she prepares for her orgasm, still moaning and shrieking as my penis stimulates all of her erogenous zones at the same time.
She’s so tight that it really feels is if I would force my dick into her, but she really enjoys it.
Then, with one loud scream so loud that I’m pretty sure the whole town must have heard it, she releases all her tension and suddenly her pussy doesn’t feel stiff or tight anymore at all.
I give Kristin a moment to recover, my dick resting in her vagina.
Feeling her fluids drip around my dick is almost enough to make me cum as well, but I’m still not done.
We look into each others eyes as I wait until her breath regains normal speed and volume.
“I’m not done yet!”, I grin and Kristin lets off an exhausted smile.
“I figured that, but give me a second please.”
Then she gets up and lays down onto the couch, pointing her rear at me.
“Here, go on, fuck me until your balls are dry” she groans breathlessly.
“Heh heh, you can bet!” I say to her in a malicious way.
I take a moment to admire her beauty. Her ass doesn’t look so small anymore now that it’s exposed so clearly, and her pussy doesn’t seem so small either. In fact, it is opened so far that I can see her juices drip out like strings out of a wide opened hole, I think I may be able to look like five centimeters into her. l look at the inside of her vagina for a few more seconds before I decide to insert my penis once more.
Like before, it slides in in one jerk and Kristin lets off her screech again and buries her fingertips in the pillow of the couch.
I start thrusting back and forth. Now that I’m in control it feels even better then before, and the fact that Kristin seems to like being fucked by me makes it even better.
I start pounding harder and harder, but then I suddenly hit her womb and she lets out another scream, but this one is filled with pain. I immediately stop.
“Careful please”, Kristin murmured, “you can’t just violently push this thing so deep inside me.”
“I’m sorry, got careless for a moment.”, I apologize. Of course it does. What was I thinking? I was surprised that she could take it that far, so I really should be more careful.
I start moving again until I get the speed back from before. Precautionous I pull back two centimeters as to not go to deep again.
Soon we got our intensity back and we fuck again as if nothing happened.
I feel that I am soon ready to cum, but I still feel like I want to spice it up a bit.
I thrust deep into her and listen to her moan. I watch my dick glide between her labia, appearing and disappearing again, the little stubbles distributed in the entire area between her pussy and her butthole.
Her butthole…
My hands were just taking hold of her buttcheeks…
My smile turns to a mean grin as my thumb wanders slowly to the center and hovers over her backdoor. With each additional thrust I lower my thumb a bit more until it eventually rests on her butthole. Kristin’s breath sharpens.
My thumb carefully starts massaging her hole. I realize how her grip tightens as I start pushing my thumb slightly. Just a bit more and the tip of my finger should be in.
“Wait, what are you doing?!”, Kristin suddenly shouts.
“Relax”, I say in a calm tone, “It is you who has to apologize for something, remember?”
“But…”,Kristin sounds desperate as if she was about to cry, “I’m serious, I can’t take it. It’s going to destroy my asshole. Please, I’ll do anything you want, you can fuck my ass another time, but I need preparation”
“Who said I want to fuck your ass?”, I say mischievously
“You.. you don’t?” Kristin sounds really relieved. She snivels a bit.
“No, don’t worry, I just want to plug my thumb into your butt, that’s all!”
“That’s good, ah!”, Kristin now is really relaxed and she starts to enjoy the thrusts again.
“Yea, but even if I wanted it, you would have had to do it. Suffering from physical pain is not nearly as painful than suffering from mental pain!”
Kristin laughs, “Shut up, fuck me and finish off already, time’s running out”
That’s the signal! I start pounding her even harder now.
She’s going to cum again soon, I can tell. Her pussy sticks to my dick as if it was glued and every thrust feels like a wet stroke from a meat pillow. Kristins pussy surely is amazing.
Finally I plug my thumb into her butt as Kristin gets onto the satisfaction-train once more.
“Oh yea, I love it! Ah! Give it to me! Ah! Uh! Give me your giant cock you perv! Aaahh!”, Kristin moans periodically.
“Fuck, your pussy is so good, Kiki! Ah!” I groan and my thrusts now gets now accompanied by my thumb fingering her butthole as if it was her pussy, but she surely likes it!
“I’m gonna cum, girl!”
“Cum inside… ah!… Inside of me! Ahh!”
“You sure?”
“Yes! Ah! I want it! Ah! I want your… aahh!… your warm goo inside of my pussy! Aaaah!”
“You sure you won’t get pregnant?”
“Shut up and cum already! Ahh! I can’t take it! Aah! I can’t take it anymooooree! Aaaaaah!”
Kristin’s cunt tightens, her entire body stiffens and her asshole almost sucks in my thumb now.
Her body is shaking as she reaches another orgasm. The tightness of her vagina finishes me off as well and I feel a gallon of cum flow inside of Kristin’s womb and pussy.
I pull my dick out of her, leaving a string of white fluid from the tip of my glans to her pussy.
I sit down and hand over a tissue she could sit on and let the cum flow on.
We both giggle.
“Don’t worry!”, Kristin smiled, “My last period ended two days ago. It’s biogically impossible that you could impregnate me now.”
“That’s good to hear!” I sigh.
Then I suddenly start laughing.
Kristin looks at me with a confused look.
“What’s so funny?”
“Remember education? Basically everyone said that they don’t think that our doing is determined by our deep sexual desire, like Sigmund Freud used to say.”
Kristin makes a thinking pose.
“You are right! Maybe Freud was right after all!”
We lurk into the room for a moment, then we look at each other, and then, suddenly and completely random we burst out in laughter.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/9ndjn5/freud_had_it_right_all_along