Chapter 16: Aftermath

After my spasms had finished, I retrieved the vibrator and picked up the unconscious Rita and laid her out flat on the couch, but with her head and shoulders in my lap. Gale and Dave looked on with concern. I gently stroked my partner’s body, hoping she could feel the love and caring I wanted her to feel.

Gale asked, “Is she all right? What can I do?”

I chuckled as I moved to hold Rita in a tender way, “Don’t do anything for a moment. She’ll come to in a moment, and then let’s see if she wants anything. She’s fine except she just had the most powerful orgasm in her life.”

Dave said, “You did that to her ... for her?”

I nodded. “It’s happened before.” Gale nodded to confirm that she’d been one of the victims of my orgasmic onslaught.

After another minute Rita stirred and her eyes fluttered open. She looked at my smiling face, and I stroked her face and kissed her forehead. Thirty seconds passed and the only sound in the room was the porn star on the TV screaming about what a powerful orgasm she was having.

Rita finally said, “That is so fake – the TV, I mean. I just had the most powerful orgasm known to mankind for real.” She looked at me and studied my face. I think she was seeing whether I cared for her or not. I obviously did. She whispered in a tender way, “Steve, please just hold me for a while.” She closed her eyes again but was conscious.

Gale asked her, “Rita, can I get you anything? Water? A cold pack?”

Rita said, “No, I just want to be in Steve’s arms for a little while and have him hold me. You don’t know how lucky you’ve been to have him as a lover. He’s phenomenal. I have just fallen in love.”

Gale winked at me.

Rita asked a few questions about just what I’d done to her, and I answered as best I could. The truth was that I didn’t know precisely how to bring on La Petite Mort – the little death or an orgasm so blindingly wonderful that every nerve cell and synapse in the female body short-circuited and you blacked out having an intense experience that apparently continued into the coma.

I think Rita drifted off to sleep as I gently stroked her body. I got a pillow under her head and slipped out from under her body. I kissed her and she purred her contentment. Gale gave me two large beach towels and I put them over Rita. She needed to regain her senses in order to continue and a short nap would do her good.

I helped myself to more orange juice in Mandy’s kitchen, and then polished off a dozen shrimp with cocktail sauce left over from earlier in the evening.

I found Ally, freshly fucked but alone in the living room. She looked happy. I lay down next to her and kissed her. “You okay? Tired?”

“Yes and yeah. I think I’m ready to go after I clean up. I want to sleep in our own bed tonight. I’ve been done so many times I’m apt to be a little sore tomorrow. I had fun though; I really love fucking. I’m glad no one here puts value judgments on this behavior.”

“Go get into the hot tub in the back yard. There’s an outside shower and towels out there, too. I’ll come get you. Do you know where your clothes are?”

She nodded, and left heading for the back of the house.

Sheila’s head popped up from underneath a gray-haired older man who apparently had fallen asleep on top of her after completing his mission. From the tableau they portrayed, she was enjoying the afterglow and residual penetration of his generous shaft. She smiled and wormed her way from under part of his body. She came over and we hugged. “Are we going?”

“Yeah, shortly, I think. Why don’t you join Ally in the hot tub? I’ll come get you after I find Fran.”

I checked on the other bodies around the room, did a little sojourn past some of the bedrooms, many with open doors so I could see she wasn’t in there. I did find Jean with two guys. She looked happy. I waved goodbye to her and she got the message, and blew me a kiss.

Fran was outside on one of the chaises working up to a good orgasm atop, of all people, Aidan. I didn’t bother them, but waited, stroking my own tired shaft. After the two of them succumbed to the peaks of pleasure they’d worked so hard to discover, I went and kissed Fran and whispered our plans to her.

I went off to the hot tub and joined the others. Fran came along five minutes later with Aidan in tow. They both slipped into the water. Little was said. We all just lay back and let the hot water do its job on our tired bodies.

After about ten minutes, the girls and I got out, dried off, found our clothing, dressed and slipped out the door. It was three a.m., and with no traffic we could take the direct route and were home in twenty minutes. We shed our clothes and were in bed asleep in ten more.

I awoke to the aroma of coffee. I did a headcount of bodies and all three girls were still in bed with me sound asleep. I dropped my head back on the pillow and tried to think about who else might have broken into our apartment obviously with the malevolent intent of making coffee for all of us.

I could only think of one person that could do that, Aidan.

I got up, slipped on my briefs and padded out to the kitchen. Sure enough, Aidan sat on one of the kitchen stools reading a Sunday newspaper that he’d brought along with a box of assorted muffins and donuts.

Aidan smiled at me and gestured at the coffee urn and the muffins.

I nodded back at him, gave him a thumbs up sign, and poured myself a cup of coffee. I coupled the coffee with a strawberry sugar-coated donut for a balanced and nutritional start to breakfast. “Thanks, Aidan.” I munched on the donut. “Did you get any sleep?”

“A few hours. I stayed overnight up there until about six and then I couldn’t sleep. My head’s in a turmoil about ... about your roommates. I’m in love.”

I chortled as I took another chomp of the sugarcoated donut. “Tell me about it. I’m cool ... and I’m also in love with them.”

“Ally told me we had to take our time and develop our relationship rather than diving in with both feet. She asked some good questions, for instance would we still participate in swinging and parties like last night if we were a couple? I couldn’t answer them.”

He paused and went on, “But then I made love a couple of times with Sheila and we spent a long time talking in between ... and well, I fell in love with her, until I did the same thing with Fran and now I love her, too. Of course, I still love Nancy and Gale.”

Pushing a good thing I asked, “Did you make love with Jean?”

“Not last night, but I had last weekend. She’s nice too, and I can see where the girls get their personalities from.”

I proposed, “So, here you are to see all of them?”

“Yeah, I guess. Not too bright, huh? I should pick one.”

“I didn’t. I picked all three – and their mother – after we had a slow build up and dated a lot.”

“You didn’t just jump into this?”

“No.” I reminded him of the story of how I’d been separately dating Sheila and Fran, and then how we discovered they were sisters, and then the slow process we went through for Ally to join us.

“So, what do you think I should do?”

“Hang around. Be a friend. Be helpful. Date them. Romance them – each of them.”

“But what do I tell them I’m doing? I can’t just date one and hide it from the others.”

“Around this household, you have to be exceptionally open in what you’re doing. Be transparent. Let everyone know what you’re thinking all the time, and I include myself in that. Express your emotions, but don’t try to trap any one of them into something they’re not ready for. Also, for me, don’t try to make me jealous.”

“How will I know when ... I guess when someone or two or three of them want something more significant with me?”

“They’ll tell you. You’ll know anyway, because you’ll feel it. Right now, you seem to be in love with whichever pussy you had your wick in last. I understand that: been there, done that. You need to get past that and build a real lasting intimacy with each of them.”

“Intimacy?”

“When you have intimacy with someone you love it’s a two-way street, and it makes the pleasure you get from sex rise exponentially because your minds unite as well as your bodies. You make a spiritual connection at the soul level after a while. At that point the mundane experiences of your day change to be as exciting and explosive as sex. You’ll each find new energy – not the kind that fades after a while – but the kind that sustains you for the long term, the kind that allows some couples to celebrate their fiftieth or sixtieth anniversary after a while.”

Aidan had hung on every word. He thought for a long while. I helped myself to another donut, this time a chocolate covered one that specifically called to me. He finally asked, “How should I start?”

I cocked my head to one side. “Well, why don’t you take a tray with three cups of coffee into the girls? Ally takes hers with a little milk and sugar. Fran and Sheila like their coffee black.”

I poured three mugs of coffee and set out a plate of muffins and donuts on a tray. Aidan made Ally’s coffee to her specs. I followed behind as he carried the tray into the bedroom.

Fran was already sitting up, her luscious breasts shimmering in the morning light as she rubbed her eyes. She gave Aidan a broad smile. “How nice, and what a surprise?”

Next to her, Sheila popped an eye open to see what was happening. “Aidan! Hi.” She sat up, also displaying her nudity. She rubbed the sleep away with both hands, and then reached for a coffee cup.

Next to her, Ally rolled over and smiled at Aidan. “Hi Aidan. You were wonderful last night.” She scooted back against the headboard, and then took the mug of coffee Aidan had made for her. I marveled at the six breasts in a row in the bed.

The muffins and donuts started to disappear. I sat on one side of the bed and Aidan on the other. He recounted his adventures at the party after we left, which weren’t too great as everyone was pretty tired by then.

Ally pushed the issue with him finally, worried I’d think about him obsessing over her. “Aidan, why are you here so early?”

Following my instructions, he blurted out, “Because I’m in love with all of you, and I couldn’t sleep but a little. I’m so psyched up by all of you I just had to see you again before the workweek started. You’ve turned me into a bowl of Jello last night, and I want to see each of you – all of you – constantly, all the time, forever.”

Ally was taken aback by his frankness. She probed further, “All of us?”

Aidan responded, “Well, I don’t think it’s silly. Steve is in love with all of you, too, so I’m following him as a role model. I’ve made love to each of you, last night included, and before that we’ve each talked and talked about all sorts of things. I’ve been growing fonder and fonder of each of you. I guess it reached a head with Ally last week, and I’m sorry for making you fret over my love letter. I should have sent it to all of you. Last night, that was my epiphany, that I’m in love with all three of you – oh, and Gale and Nancy, too.”

He paused and went on, “Steve suggests that I date each of you singly and collectively, the same way he did.” He looked to me for encouragement and support. I nodded.

Sheila asked cautiously, “Are you trying to woo us away from Steve?”

Aidan looked shocked. “Oh, good god, no. I don’t want to hurt him at all. He’s my friend and mentor.”

Fran said, “Well, what do you want? What would it look like if you were successful in your courting process? Then what?”

“I’d ... errr ... I think ... I’d want to ... We could ... I have no idea.” He shook his head and added, “I only know that I want to be close to the three of you ... really the four of you because I include Steve in that too, except I don’t think I want to make love with him.”

We all laughed at his unintended humor. We all knew I had no bisexual tendencies except I did love to watch someone making love to one of the girls.

Sheila asked, “What about Nancy and Gale? The Reddicks and the Dunns?”

Aidan shrugged, “To be honest, I want it all. I want to be their lover, consort, and companion. I’ve loved them for a long time and we have a comfortable relationship as friends and lovers. I don’t want to change that if I can help it.”

Ally reached across the bed to the plate of muffins. In the process, the sheet fell completely away from her body displaying her complete nudity to everyone. She ignored the erotic act and retreated with a honey-glazed trophy, except now we could all see her completely nude body, including her delightfully moist pussy.

A long silence prevailed. Aidan finally said, “Did I piss everyone off? Should I leave?”

Sheila giggled and said, “No, I think you should take your clothes off and get in bed with the rest of us. I’m rarin’ to go again, even if no one else is. The memory of last night’s orgy party may not dry out my pussy for a month. It won’t take much to get me revved up again.”

Fran said, “I second that. If you want to be our lover, then you better get to work. We’re a pretty demanding bunch of pussies. Just be gentle when you and I are together. I got with a couple of roughnecks last night that seemed to want to prove their manly nature to me in a double penetration, and I willingly let them and damned the consequences. Today, the consequences are a little achy, particularly my ass.”

Ally said, “Oh, goody, we’re going to fuck. I love fucking. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me, pleeeeeaaaazzzzzeeee.”

Aidan stood and looked at me. I was already pushing my briefs back down my legs. He started to strip off his clothing, and when he was through he ended up between Sheila and Ally. The two of them pounced on him as though they were tigers and he was red meat. I nestled in beside Fran, aware that she wanted this to be gentle and loving, and that’s the way the two of us made love that morning.

Aidan stayed through lunch. Besides lovemaking, the morning had also been filled with some discussion about how Aidan might bridge between the suburbs (the Reddicks and Dunns) and the city (us). Nothing was decided, but I think we knew he was of a mind to spend significant amounts of time at both places when he wasn’t working.