The following is an erotic fictional story written from the deep recess of my somewhat disturbed mind. To the best of my knowlege, all characters are fictional. If I am mistaken, they should contact me directly. I hope you will like this tale. POLISH SAUSAGE SEX A Story Told at the Miller's Tale by Robert the Librarian November is the month most Seattlites wish they were else where. Those who can afford it, go to Hawaii or Mexico. Those who cannot go to the Miller's Tale to try to forget about the wind and cold rain, the constant overcast and the shorter and shorter days (God how depressing). The Miller's Tale hides itself on an obscure street off Broadway in Seattle's Capital Hill District. The Miller's Tale sells a wide assortment of coffees, lattes, and micro brew beers. But one does not go to the Miller's Tale to become intoxicated, that is considered very poor form. Rather we forget about the outside world through stories and conversations. Those who come here have been doing so for some time or are invited guest of a regular patron. Karl von Langenschaft was one of the later. Bill Lehmann escorted the ninety year old man to a chair near ourselves and returned to the counter where he ordered an esspresso for himself and a dark beer for Karl. Trying to make our new guest feel at home, I started the conversation talking about the cold, unpleasant weather. "Ach! You think this ist cold, you should live in Poland in November. Das ist kalt!. Much colder than here, and no nice central heating. Und during the War, when heating oil und gas went to the German army, those old fireplaces look nice but they don't heat worth crap!" We learned that Karl was born a Baron in a German speaking part of what is now Poland. The land his family owned and the peasants worked was small and well out of the way. The town of Grossplatz was any thing but big. It lies at the end of and old dirt road, no rail, not even a post office. "Only in such a place could a baron do what we did. No more in this modern world. Only in primitive little Grossplatz." "What sort of things would those be?" I prodded. "Not beheadings or dungeons or anything like that?" "Nein, nein." Answered Karl. "Have you heard the term 'jus primae noctis'?" It sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it for the accent was wrong for Latin. "It means the baron will spent the first wedding night with any madchen, any girl, in the village." Our small group of listeners looked astonished. "The baron always got the first fuck is what I mean. Mein Gott, what a job that was." The Baron, my father had been doing this since the title was bestowed him from his father. Being so far into the mountains and since communications being so poor then, and since it had been going on for many generations, no one gave it a second thought. In 1923, I turned sixteen and would watch my father take each new bride to his bed chamber. At first it would be from a closet or peeking through a curtain, but after a few times I would stand near the bed as Father and the young bride would roll about the large bed completely naked. Father would tell me that I must make the love play interesting else wise I would become bored with it after a few months. As a sixteen year old I didn't think it possible to get bored with sex. But I was a good son and listened to my father carefully. He would tell me how to take a girl's virginity in such a way as to cause her the least amount of pain as possible. I remember clearly how he would put his face in a woman's groin and bid me close. Then he would show me the girl's pleasure organ and where I would penetrate her later. He showed me erogenous zones that one would never think of as erogenous. Later on I would touch and even sometime taste the girl he was pleasing. Other times I would just look and caress my erection through my pants. If the girl was very nervous, mother would join him and the girl in the bed. Mother would also be totally nude as well, to make the girl feel more comfortable, I'm told. She would kiss and caress the girl making her relaxed and more receptive toward Father. I learn even a woman can please another woman if she knew what she was doing. Mother knew all the erogenous zones as well, and she wasn't afraid to use them. There was something very strange watching both parents fuck a young peasant girl. Father often told me that most men do not know how to love a woman properly, all they knew was to bang, bang, bang and it was over. This is how he justified the practice of 'jus primae noctis', giving the woman at least one good f "Karl, I'm so glad it is you that will be my first one." She stammered nervously as we ascended the stairs. Elise suddenly turned white with fear. "No offense my Baron." She apologized. "It's just I've seen Karl at a distance for many years. I've always thought he was very handsome. Oh! Not to say you are not handsome, Baron, it's just that...." "Do not worry girl." Said Father in that reassuring voice he used so well. "That is why I hand over the task to my son. I am getting to old for all of you pretty frauleins." Elise blushed. As we entered the bedroom Elise asked. "Baron, please do not take offense, but could Karl and I proceed alone?" "No offense taken." Said Father, "but I will stay just long enough for you two to get started right, then I will leave quietly. Now Elise, we will show you how to please a man and maybe yourself at the same time. First you must completely disrobe. Yes, yes, very good. Your man will want to watch you do this. Please, do not cover anything with your hands, after all you are proud of your nude body, and you wish to show it to your new husband. Yes, very good. You are very pretty." Father slowly advanced to her. He sniffed the nape of her neck, and then place one hand in her nether regions between her thighs, then sniffed his hand. "See for yourself, son." He commanded. I repeated just what my father had done except perhaps my hand lingering in her groin a bit longer. "Now Elise, you must disrobe your lover. Go ahead, help Karl off with all of his clothes." We had already removed our formal waist coats below in the parlor. Elise was now unbuttoning my shirt, while father undid his own. "Undo his clothing slowly, and you must touch and kiss your lover as you do this. Stimulation the whole time, that is what is important." Elise kissed my neck and then my chest as she opened the shirt. I directed her mouth over to one of my nipples. She took the hint immediately and began to suck. I could feel my young manhood growing inside my trousers. After she had done both nipples to my satisfaction, I pushed her lower. She knelt in front of my waist as she released the hooks on my pants. As the front opened poor Elise was taken aback. Most farm girls know, more or less, what hangs between a man's leg, especially those with little brothers. However Elise was still quite surprised. You see, we men of Langenschaft are quite well endowed. In all due modesty, she will probably never see a longer schlang (except for my father's) for as long as she will live. Father had always warned me that many women will think it is wonderful, but despite that comes a great responsibility that we do not hurt the wom "The whole thing, Baron?" asked a frightened Elise. "As much as you can. You must suppress the gag reflex." Elise tried her best, but could only swallow a little more than a third. Some women I have seen take more in, some less, but for the moment this felt like heaven. "Hold on Karl," Father warned, seeing I was about to climax, "you must still give pleasure to Elise." Elise removed her lips from my cock and smiled. "Did I please you, Karl?" she asked innocently. "Oh, yes." Said I . "Very much so." I took her lovely white hand and stood her up in front of me. Her nakedness excited me more than any of the women I had watched Father screw. "You are so beautiful." I said like a love struck schmuck. I embraced her, kissing her deeply. Feeling her warm breasts and small erect nipples against my chest. As our lips disengaged, Father came up behind her, putting his hands around her waist and burying his mouth in the back of her neck. Elise's back arched as Father triggered another of his well mapped erogenous zones. His hand found its way to her groin. "Son, she is so very wet for you. Feel for yourself. " I placed a hand just where Father's had been. Sure enough, it was soaked with female lubricant. "Time for the bed." Father escorted the bride to the huge bed that stood in the middle of the room. He turned and said. "Son, if you are going to join this lovely young lady in bed, its best you take off your boots first." I had been looking at Elise's fine arse as she retreated to the bed. Now I looked down. Sure enough my boots were still on, with my pants around my ankles. "Don't stand there all day Son, this girl is ready for you now." Elise laid across the bed one arm propping her head up. "Yes, come Karl." She said coyly. "I want you." In an excited frenzy I kicked off my boots and trousers and stumbled toward the bed. Father laid beside her caressing her ample breasts. "Son, you must remember, never let your lover's excitement become cold." I leapt into bed beside Elise and began kissing and touching rather clumsily. I kept telling my self to pace my love making, don't hurry. While one hand cupped her breast I kissed her deeply. My tongue dived deep into her mouth. She kissed back with equal force, although she was still a virgin, she was still well practiced in the art of kissing. I then moved about her face and neck, remembering all the different erogenous areas Father taught me, trying not to miss a single one. I so wanted this to be a real good fuck. While my face was buried between her magnificent breasts, I could feel her heart racing with excitement. Father, satisfied with my progress, quietly left the room. I sucked each nipple just as I was taught, sucking the tip into my mouth and flicking my tongue across it. I gently caressed the other breast and then switched. With each flick of my tongue she would moan softly. I then buried my face in the chasm between her fleshy mounds and slowly moved down her abdomen. I kissed her bushy pubis mons and licked the inside of her thighs, only briefly touching on her lips. I repeated my self a few times, kissing and licking all round but never pushing myself in to her. Soon she screamed, "oh Karl, please, now." With this she reached down and pushed my face into her cunt. I push my tongue past her lips and began lapping up her female lubricant. Elise bucked and moaned as my tongue circled and very moist love button. I did this until my tongue muscles ached and then kept doing it more. Just as my tongue muscle were about to finally give out Elise screamed at the top of her lungs, "oh Karl , fuck me now. Oh please fuuuuuck me." I was quite certain that it was loud enough to be heard downstairs by her mother, and could only wonder how she might face the embarrassment later. Right now though she needed fucking. In her state of excitement she probably would feel no pain, so I quickly moved up on her and slowly entered her. Her entry was tighter than I had imagined it would be. The Langenschafts men being well endowed can be both a blessing and a curse. Elise's pussy being so moist did help, and if my entering her pained her, she did not show it. Once all the way in, I left my rod still for several minutes, giving her love channel time to acclimate to the new intruder. After that moment though, it was Elise that began to move her hips to start the in and out motion. Slowly at first, I moved my hips with her. I set a pace I thought would be best for her excited state. Not so fast as to hurt her, yet fast enough to satisfy her growing needs. In the past, I have witnessed my father going through several different sex positions, screwing a women for what seemed to be hours, however between my excitement and inexperience it was over in a few short minutes. As I pumped my load into her, her legs wrapped around my waist keeping my wanger imbedded in her. We rested in each others arms for twenty or thirty minutes before getting up. The maids had left large pans of warm water in the watercloset adjoining the bedroom. Sort of a tradition. We washed together, got dressed and went down stairs where her mother was still waiting. Elise's face was beaming with sexual sati "Everything go all right, Karl?" asked Mother. The only thing I could think to say was 'wunderbar'. Unfortunately not all the girls in town were as pretty as Elise. Gunther Wollen's daughter, Anna was one that particularly comes to mind. She was somewhat on the heavy side, long blond hair that had all the esthetic qualities of straw, and huge knockers that had surrendered to gravity and tended to hang down much more than they should. With intelligence not much greater than the cows she tended for her father and the disposition of an underpaid sailor, it was a small wonder she was married off so late in life. It must have been one hell of a dowry. But as Father always taught me, I must please all of the brides, even the ugly ones. Duty took on a new meaning with this girl. By the time Anna was married, I had already serviced a dozen girls and thought myself quite the Don Juan. After the wedding reception, she took my hand and led me up to the baronage. She didn't actually run, but it was obvious she was in more of a hurry than I. Once inside the bedchamber she started pealing off yards and yards of wedding dress. As she was about halfway done she turned and glared at me. "Come on love, let's get to it." She said. "Can't wait to see that huge wonker all the girls talk about. Come on, shuck those clothes." I thought about feigning sick. Maybe something I ate at the reception, but then I thought my father the Baron would never lie to get out of a duty. At least I would prefer to believe he wouldn't. So I started pulling off my clothes with enough haste to make it appear that I was more eager than I was. All of the girls so far were in varying degrees of innocence. A some had practice in kissing, and a few, although they would never admit it, knew the rules to some heated groping. Anna, apparently had been around a lot more than you would think by looking at her. Isn't that always the way. As soon as my clothes were off, her chubby big arms grabbed me and threw me down on the bed. Laying on the bed , face up, in a state of shock (people generally do not throw Barons around, especially fat farm girls.) when Anna jumped on my face. My mouth and nose were smothered by her massive thighs and for a moment I thought I would suffocate right there in bed. What a way to go. Luckily Anna pulled several layers of fat away, and now I was confronted by an enormous pussy. Evidentuly she knew what she wanted and who was I to denigh her. Taking a deep breath (in case her let go of the fist full of cellulite she had) and swallowing my pride, I dived right in. She held my face tight against her enormous pussy, and I tried to please her as best as I could. Pushing my tongue deep into her, circling her clitoris, lapping up the abundant pussy juices that flowed from her, and to my credit, she seemed to enjoy every minute. My tongue muscles were just about to give out from fatigue when she tensed all of her muscles and shrieked out in orgasmic delight. "Done at last" I thought, but not hardly. She crawled off of my face and looked down to my loins. "Not so big." She said. "Well, let Anna take care of that." With that she put her face in my groin and took my limp pecker in her mouth. Up until then, there wasn't really anything to excite it to full erection, but Anna took it into her mouth like one of her father's kelbasa's. There is a claim I heard many years later that fat girls give the best mouth. Well from my experience that is absolutely true. This girl certainly knew what she was doing. The up and down motion, the circling the head of my member with her tongue, and the caressing of my balls with her free hand, made this the most excited my cock had ever been. This girl wasn't much to look at, but if you just close your eyes and let her work, your penis will love you for the rest of its life. "Ja, it is nice and big now." Said my chubby lover gleefully. "Mein Gott, what a cock." Holding my now rigid cock in her chubby fist, she climbed up, centering her pussy over my hips and began her descent. There were no obstacles in the path. My cock went in quite smoothly. I was not the first to have gone down this path. After taking my whole member inside her, she began to move up and down. Slowly the moving became bouncing, and then the bouncing became slamming. Unlike her virginal counterparts who came quickly, this girl had incredible staying power. Just about the time I thought my hips were about to become dislocated from her weight crashing down on them she let out a second mortifying scream. We were finally done. It was not as bad as I thought it would be, but I did limp for two days afterward. My strangest time was when my sister, Gieslia turned seventeen and was married to the burgermeister's son. The wedding was magnificent. Everyone in town was invited to the reception. Everyone told Father and Mother how beautiful the bride looked. They were very proud. I had proposed several toasts to the new bride and groom and was feeling just a little light headed when Gieslia asked me to dance with her. While we were dancing, Gieslia whispered in my ear how thankful she was for having such a wonderful brother and for the excellent toast I gave them. It made her new husband feel very welcome in our family. After that she reached up and kissed me on the lips. "What was that for?" I asked. "Don't be embarrassed silly," was her reply. "You will get much more than that later tonight." With that she kissed me again and the dance ended. "And big brother, don't drink to much. You know what father says. 'Too much beer will put the schlong to sleep.'" I walked over to my father who was now sitting at the head table drinking his beer. Father was enjoying himself immensely. He was also much further along the road to inebriation than I was. "Father, I have a question." I stammered. "About tonight. Is Gieslia and I supposed to ...er.... What I mean is my duty does it extend to ...er.." "Your sister?" he finished for me. "Yes, of course. There should be no exceptions." He slurred. "I had to do your aunt Hielda years before you were born. And frankly, your sister is much prettier than Hielda was." I was shocked. I had simply assumed that ... well she is my sister, pretty or not. I know many boys fantasies about their sisters but with Father bringing in young girls to bang throughout my life, I had never even thought about Gieslia in the way at all. She did seem to be good natured about it. Father and Mother seemed to support the idea, who was I to argue with them? The party broke up quite late that night, and I had managed to finish the party without any more beer. I loved my sister deeply I if this was to be, I didn't want her disappointed. Gieslia kissed her new husband goodnight and promised to join him tomorrow. He good naturedly said he looked forward to it. And then Gieslia returned to the house with us. Instead of going to the traditional bedchamber, we went to Gieslia's room at her insistence. She said she felt more comfortable there. We helped each other out of our party clothes. There was no hurry. The brightly colored dresses and jackets were neatly folded and set aside to be stored later. The two of us sat on Gieslia's bed facing each other. It was like we were kids again, sitting on the bed talking, or playing quiet games while our parents were entertaining downstairs. Only now was much different. We were older and both very naked and were about to have sex. Gieslia sat cross legged in front of me. She made no pretense to cover herself. I, of course was well past modesty, even with my sister. Father was right, Gieslia was much prettier than Aunt Hielda. Much prettier than I could imagine Aunt Hielda ever being. Her breast were quite small and pale. Her pink nipples stood out proudly, and I longed to touch them. She had a slim figure which was very vogue back then in the major cities. Her pubic hair, the same light brown that adored her head, was trimmed short and neat. Having fucked only these country girls this bit of sophistication was surprising yet I did rather liked it. It suited her. We just looked at one another for several minutes, taking in the other's nakedness. Finally Gieslia broke the silence. "You know Karl, the last few years, when you were up here with all of those new brides, mother would be explaining things downstairs to me." She then reached over and gently began caressing my semi-rigid cock. "Mother would tell me how you and Father would please the girls that would come here." She continued to stroke my stiffening shaft, kissing it's tip between sentences. "She would describe in detail how to make a man hard and keep him hard." Gieslia than put my cock in her mouth, well at least part ways, sliding on and off it a few times before continuing. "Last week, Mother allowed me to watch her please Father in their bed. While you were taking Kristen, I stood naked in our parents room, next to their bed. I watched Mother take Father's huge schlong into her mouth like this. I watched her go up and down like this. I also watched her caress his ball sack and use her tongue across the tip like this. The more she showed me, the hotter I felt and the more I was looking forward to this night with you." There was something wickedly erotic about my sweet little sister trying to take my whole cock into her mouth. Either she was a natural or Mother taught her very well. My dick was never so pleased with itself as right now. "Father showed me how he pleases the women. He said this would be very helpful in my upcoming married life. Karl?" Gieslia reached up and kissed me deeply, her tongue pushing deep into my mouth exploring it. "Karl, please me now. Please me more than any of the other girls you have fucked." It was the first time I ever heard Gieslia use the word fuck. Somehow the word was so much more arousing coming from her prim and proper mouth. I rolled her over on her back, locking my lips on her, probing my tongue into the depths of her mouth. I loved Gieslia and wanted to do my very best with her. As tired as I was after a long day, I took my time with her. Nibbling on her ears, licking below the chin and down her throat, reaching around and biting the back of her neck at t During the war many of the men in the region were conscripted into the army. First the Polish army to defend our land from the Germans. And then the German army in order to defeat the Russians. Through political connections I somehow avoided the army. But there were several lonely years for some of the women in the area who were now without husbands. During the growing season they kept busy, but after everything was harvested, well then I was kept busy. One night after a rather disappointing Oktoberfest I absentmindedly made appointments with two different women for the same night. I didn't realize it of course until I was walking back home with Elise in my arm, more than ready for a night a passion (with no men around, it meant no weddings, which meant no brides, which meant no.... well you get the idea.) There waiting by the door was Trina. "Gott in Himmel!" I shouted to no one in particular. The two ladies had already seen one another, and I was lacking a good lie to tell them so I resorted to the truth. "Karl, I was so looking forward to tonight with you." Cried Trina. "As was I." Cried Elise, equally loud. I was in a difficult position. I have never disappointed a woman before, yet it seemed one of these girls were going home without getting laid. This bothered me, unless.... "Ladies," I said. "I am so dreadfully sorry. But if both of you wish to have me tonight, perhaps you can share." They both looked puzzled. "Either one of you are going home unfulfilled and will have to return tomorrow or you both may have me now." "Both of us?" asked Elise. "At the same time?" asked Trina. "Yes." I said. Although I never have had to do two women at once, the prospect did come up once when sisters Marie and Marta Spiel were going to have a double wedding. The thought excited me at first but then Marie and her fianc‚ called the marriage off and I only had Marta to screw. Well hopefully this was my chance. The mere possibility aroused my schlang. "Trina, Elise, you have been friends all of your lives. Would it be so bad, the three of us in one bed." "Karl von Langenschaft," scolded Elise. "If I didn't know you better, I would say you planed this menage a tois. Trina, what do you think? I will if you will." "Only if I am first." She responded. Gott, if only all of my mistakes ended this well. I escorted the two ladies inside, one on each arm. I was reeling doubly proud at this moment. I only hoped I would feel as proud tomorrow morning. The upstairs maid had already prepare the bedroom I use for 'guests' but she was a little surprised when I walked in with two such guests. She informed me everything was prepared and excused herself from the room in order to listen at the keyhole no doubt. Elise took Trina to one side and whispered a few words to her. They both smiled and giggled like school girls. They walked toward me kissing me, one on each side, and started loosening my clothing. "Karl?" asked Elise. "In the past, how many times have you made love in a single night?" "Maybe three." I answered. "Why do you ask?" "Only three?" said Trina, with a teasing, disappointed voice. "Well Karl, I don't know if that would be enough for two of us. You know, we are no longer young innocent virgins anymore." "I hope you are ready to set a new record tonight." It would seem the dry spell of sex has definitely ended. As Trina finished undressing me, Elise stepped behind her and started undoing the back of Trina's dress. Having opened it, she unclasped her brassier. Trina took her hands from my chest and let them fall to her side. Elise pushed the dress and bra straps over her shoulders and the garments fell to the floor. Trina then turned toward Elise and began unbuttoning her blouse. As she did this, I ,now naked, came behind Trina, and pushed her panties to the ground. As I knelt there admiring Trina's lovely ass, I saw Elise's white blouse fall past quickly followed by her skirt. Trina reach around her friend in an embrace to unhook her bra. I looked up, remembering the first time I saw Elise's boobs. They look just as beautiful today as they did when I first caressed them when we were seventeen. As Trina bent over at the waist to pull Elise's panties down, she pushed her very shapely ass right into my groin. I do not know whether it was an accident or whether she did it deliberately, but the effect was quite noticeable as my dick sprang to life. Now with the three of us butt naked, the two girls came to my sides and began moving their hand up and down my nude flesh. Trina whispered to me. "Karl, I tried to remember everything you taught me in bed. Erick, with all of the years of trying, was never as good as you were." Both girls were now playing with my hardening cock, knelling down to lick it, and taking turns trying to swallow it. These two lovelys were co operating much better than I would have dreamed possible. My legs began to become weak with all of the stimulation and I suggested we move to the bed. Lying on the bed my dick stood up like the mast of a fine sailing ship. Tall and straight with two sets of hands and two sets of lips and tongue insuring it remain that way. After several minutes of blissful ecstasy I had my guest turn about so I might fondle them as well. There I was, what a sight it must have been. Two sexually charged women handling my manhood while I had two moist pussys on either side of my face. I reached up with both hand, caressing both, trying to divide my attention between them so neither felt cheated. It was obvious from the motion of there hips at no one besides themselves had touched themselves there for some time. Their hands and mouths fondled, their hips rotated in delight, and their pussys gushed female lubricant, all at the same time. "Oh Karl, please eat me down there." Demanded Trina. "Oh please NOW!" "No Karl, eat my cunt first." Begged Elise. Both pussys were equally ready for me yet I only had one mouth. Then something Father mentioned years ago accrued to me. I disengaged from the girls and moved Elise 180 degrees about so her cunt was directly over Trina's face and Trina's cunt directly below her face. "Karl, you don't expect us to eat each other do you?" "Why not." I replied. "I can't eat you both at the same time. Besides who would know better how to please a woman than another woman?" I gently pushed Elise's head down into Trina's groin and pushed her ass so her pussy smashed against Trina's face. Trina started first with some very sensitive tongue work. Elise caught on quickly and dove her tongue into Trina's snatch with a considerable amount of gusto. The sight of them together excited me more than I thought it would, and I actually started stroking myself slowly. In my line of work, I rarely had to do myself. With their new found enthusiasm it seemed they no longer needed me. This bothered me a bit for I was ready to get laid. I reach between the girls and began to fondle Elise's tit. "I need to get fucked." I announced. Luckily they wasted no time in coming to my aid. "Remember," said Trina. "I get to be first." "I know." Replied Elise. "Why don't we do this." Elise then positioned me on my back, my rod sticking straight up. She then placed Trina over my erection and Trina lowered herself slowly. Just as I was starting to penetrate her, Elise moved up straddling my face with her very wet pussy, and turned toward Trina. As I began to consume Elise's cunt, Trina lowered herself the rest of the way onto me. After a moment of hesitation, she started to pump. While gleefully lapping up pussy juice and trying not to come to soon I saw out of the corner of my eye my two lovers kissing one another. While I attended both of their cunts they were massaging and sucking each other's breasts. They took turns. First Trina would suck on Elise's larger mounds, and then Elise would suck on Trina's smaller breasts gently biting the nipple then circling her tongue around them. This distraction was to much and my schlang exploded into Trina's cunt. We laid in bed together for at least an hour, trying to catch our breaths. "That was one." Teased Elise. "Are you ready to do me?" If I said no, I would never live it down. I am the baron after all. Elise wanted me to take her from behind. I think you say 'dog style' now. She placed Trina on her back at the head of the bed, legs spread wide apart. Elise knelt before Trina, her face in the other girl's pussy, and her ass straight up in the air. I carefully moved behind Elise and spread her legs a bit. I thought to my self as I entered her that I don't remember teaching her this. Her cunt, despite its wetness was very tight. I had to grab her waist and push my self in. As soon as I was all of the way in, she wiggled her hips in a very sexy manner, and began to move her ass back and forth all the while eating out Trina's pussy. I had more staying power this time and I almost fuck Elise's pussy raw before the three of us came at the same time. I do not remember how many times after that we fucked that night. But it was a record. I really enjoyed two girls and I wish I could have had them back for another night. However I had made a mistake in showing them how to please each other. Whenever they needed satisfaction, they now turned to each other rather than me. From then on, it was one at a time. After the war the communist took over. No more baron, no more jus primae noctis. I was forced to get laid the old fashioned way. "You know Karl." I said. "All in all, you made out pretty good. In those few short years, you screwed more women than most of us in a lifetime." "Also" chimed in Bill Lehmann. "You still have your memories. They make one hell of a story, don't they?" I nodded in reply. 7490 words.