Chapter 4

"That was the best ever," said Karen when her breath allowed her to speak. She looked at Joseph whose face ended up beside hers while his body remained on top of her, his cock still embedded inside her, but dwindling dangerously. He started lifting his hips to take his penis out, reaching down to make sure his liquids stayed within the condom, but she stopped his effort, pushing him down with unexpected strength.

"It might leak out," he explained.

"I love your cock," said Karen. "I want it hardening inside me. We're safe. You're beautiful," she ended with a sigh.

"You are too."

They continued to stare into each other's eyes. When Joseph had first met Karen, he was attracted, but there was coldness about her, an icy surface. Studying her eyes and the face surrounding them at this intimate moment, he realized he had never met anyone with such depth of character and emotion and experience and feeling and knew what he had seen the first time, a layer of protection, one well hewn by a brilliant, powerful yet vulnerable lady who without that layer of protection against the strange world would certainly break. Her eyes began to glisten as tears formed, and then her face started tightening. After all, despite the awesome intimacy they were sharing, he was still basically a stranger.

"Let it go, Karen," said Joseph. When her resistance held, he simply said, "Please." Her tears streamed down, her body rolling with sobs, even her nose was streaming out a tear like liquid, but she had the most loose, most beatific smile only matched by Natty at her most comfortable and intimate. Her lips when they kissed a loose kiss were hot and wet, and after a moment of separation, gazing into each other's eyes again, they kissed deeply and tightly and she hugged him hard like she wanted them to coexist in the same space, the hard hug smashed their conjoined sexes together bringing a spark of life to his penis, making it expand, filling the narrow passage which closed and opened with each deep sob, massaging it into a quick return to form.

"Oh fuck that's good," she said as she felt her interior filling with his flesh. The sobs ended, replaced by her hips rolling against his, fucking him close, keeping him deep, no in and out, just pressure and release, bone rubbing against bone. Her mouth crushed his with passion as her body continued the crushing hug until her mouth separated and let out a rush of air filled with a keening tone which stopped abruptly. Joseph felt his cock washed by her orgasmic fluid and her pussy shivering with bliss. Then she let go of him and lay back on the bed completely relaxed, too relaxed to smile, but there was no mistaking the satisfaction and contentment she was feeling.

When they glanced around, they realized they were alone, Linda having left at some unknown point. "Did we piss her off?" asked Karen with an unemotional tone.

"I think she wanted to get fucked," said Joseph.

"Do you want to join them?"

"Do you?"

"How long are you staying?"

"No plans exactly, but right now I want to stay as long as you want me to stay."

"I want to get to know you."

"Me too."

"What happens if we join them?"

"Something incredible, something mind blowing, the ultimate orgasm."

"Better than what I just had?"

"Maybe better, definitely different; it's like an orgasm to the fifth power. You'll love it."

"I love this."

"We can have more of this."

"The evening is young."

"And I'm not going anywhere."

They had been staring into each other's eyes as they talked, Karen combing his hair with her fingers, massaging his scalp, and he loved her touch and the way the fingertips seemed to be sending out soothing, curative powers.

"And it happens every time, this ultimate orgasm?"

"So far it has."

"I hate to let you out, but I guess it's necessary. Ooooh," she sighed as his full length slid from her pussy. He removed the wrinkled mess of a rubber and walked it to the bathroom, flushing it down the toilet. When he returned, she was on her feet looking sexy, voluptuous and well fucked. They hugged, his still hard cock pressing against her abdomen, and then walked naked hand in hand to the orgy.

Moaning was heard through the door, and when opened Karen and Joseph watched Linda riding Andy's cock while Andy was munching on Kristin's pussy and Linda, leaning forward, was tangling tongues with Kristin, both of them moaning from Andy's activities and their fingers on their own clits and their other hands twisting each other's nipples. Joseph climbed on the bed, getting behind Kristin and shoving his cock in her flowing, open, stretched pussy. Once embedded, he coaxed the pile of rocking flesh to their sides and pointed to Karen's pussy and a spot near his head, so she lay on her back, spread her legs wide, crawled under Kristin so that the side of Kristin's head was using Karen's soft breasts as a pillow, quickly dampening them with her tongue and her teeth, her hands busy squeezing Linda's breasts and nipples while Joseph slid tongue and fingers into Karen's pussy as he steadily fucked Kristin, and Linda, her legs splayed wide, getting long steady thrusts deep inside her pussy from Andy which she helped with her own motions slid her hand between Joseph and Kristin and massaged Kristin's clit and squeezed Joseph's cock as it slid in and out, her mouth playing with Kristin's breasts, and Andy, as he kept the hard steady thrusts inside Linda, took Joseph's scrotum into his mouth, sucking in one ball and then the other while his hand reached up and slid a finger into Joseph's asshole, and finally Karen had her hands busy, one working a middle finger alongside Andy's finger in Joseph's anus while the thumb slid into Kristin's pussy, the other hand assisting Linda's mouth with the manipulation of Kristin's nipples. The climb to the summit of pleasure was slow and steady, everyone having had a cum or two previous to the orgy, but they all found their rhythm within the chaos of bodies intermingling and were loving being fucked and fucking and being touched and touching. The only shift of duties was when Kristin leaned her head back and Karen leaned forward and they kissed, a long hot sensuous soft gentle touching of lips and tongues which suddenly became hard and aggressive as the pile of bodies intensified their friction, climbing the last rung towards simultaneous orgasm. When the mouths parted, Karen whispered to Kristin within the groans reverberating against the walls, "Bite my nipple," and when Kristin obeyed, there was a swelling of pleasure, causing her to bite a little too hard, everyone becoming uncontrollably passionate, Joseph containing his intense passion in such a way as to drive Karen into orgasm with his skilled mouth, and flesh pressed hard against flesh until their was a giant, five part wail, the group creating a vocal explosion as their genitals exploded with cum and their bodies exploded with a giant wave of pleasure, Joseph channeling it out through the giant house, bringing the four souls with him, finding another soul suddenly awakened, Anita throwing off the covers and swallowing Roy's nocturnal hard-on, then sitting on it, shoving it into her ass and writhing with the immense pleasure flowing through her, the shimmering shower of bliss impaling her pussy from a ghostly Joseph and then riding the orgasm with the five others out over Thunder Bay, across Lake Superior and Minnesota and Manitoba and Ontario and Wisconsin, all six souls stretching in blissful unity but without attachment, a pure energy spreading over the planet and beyond, past the moon and the planets and their moons to stars and their planets and to all galaxies, spreading everywhere and nowhere, all encompassing and utterly free, connecting with the universe and its interconnectedness, a great throbbing flight, six hearts beating as one but beyond any flesh and bone cage or any rich red or blue fluid, pure consciousness shared, pure love.

The heap of flesh lay still except for the chests stretching for air until body bound consciousness returned, and in the guest room, Anita awoke to her rectum being filled by Roy's cum, her laughter filling the room. Once his throbbing stopped, she stopped her laugh and releasing his dwindling penis from her anus turned around; seeing his startled face she embraced him, her soft, lax lips sealing his mouth with a loving kiss.

The group on Andy's bed lay back quietly, masticating the amazing experience, wanting to say something, but there were no words. Finally Karen turned her body slowly, placing her head beside Joseph's and whispered to him, "You were right." Joseph nodded, unable to do or say much more.

Another minute passed with the group staring off, enjoying a state of pure relaxation, when Andy broke the spell. "How about a swim?"

"I didn't bring a suit," said Linda.

"No need," said Andy.

"Cool," said Linda.

And it was cool, the water, the cool breeze drying their wet skin, the chilled Chablis they shared along with various exotic cheeses on baguettes and green and red grapes, and the damp grass Karen and Joseph walked on hand in hand after spending time with the group, enjoying Roy's lascivious glances at all the naked beauties surrounding him, bringing his little cock to full standing without shyness, being exuberant in the water infecting the older people, and even sharing his first taste of marijuana right in front of his mother, along with Anita smoking in her mother's presence for the first time, and the pot being excellent, everyone got very stoned, and as the May/August couple began their walk, they were sharing a stony, scattered laugh about nothing.

Once out of sight of the rest of the group, their laughter abated. They embraced and kissed, but it was more an acknowledgement of love than a sexual overture. Karen guided him to a lovely white gazebo with a padded bench along the edge comfortable for their naked posteriors.

"I want to know why you cried earlier," Joseph said as they stared into each other's eyes. "I want to get to know you well enough for you to tell me what's bothering you. And I want to tell you what's not good about me right off the bat. It's the one thing in the world that could make me cry like I saw you cry, maybe not with the depth you revealed, but close. I have a child, a beautiful girl named Devi Candi Solomon-Fredericks, an infant born only a few weeks ago. Her mother, Natty Fredericks, is my true soul mate. I'm lucky in that I love and am loved by several people, members of my Order in Minneapolis, but Natty and I have a love that is immense, total, complete. This journey that I'm on, this pilgrimage I just began, is necessary to me, to who I am and what I do. Unfortunately Natty and darling Devi have become as much a necessity, and I feel broken somehow." Tears were beginning to seep out of his eyes. "The cruelest part of it is that Natty's father abandoned her when she was an infant, even before, and here I am doing the same thing to my daughter. Just like me, Natty's father's essence is the road; he's a brilliant jazz saxophone player and composer par excellence who has rarely taken a break from touring. The most foolish thing I have ever done was believing Natty when she accepted my plans to travel, plans I had begun months before we met. The night before I left, actually less than twenty-four hours ago, we made love, and she told me how angry she was. I mean she could have spit on me, kicked me until my body was broken, ran out of my house with Devi, never to see me again or let Devi know me, but we made love!" Joseph sobbed.

"Come on!" said Karen, pulling Joseph to his feet.

"Where?"

"To the telephone, my silly young lover. Hurry!" Karen ran ahead, and despite his sorrow, he couldn't help enjoying the way her flesh and muscles moved on her mature posterior. He ran fast enough to catch up.

"What's the hurry?" asked Andy as they passed by the pool. Neither of them answered.

When they stopped at the sliding glass doors and entered the house, Kristin was just returning to the outside. "I have to talk to you about something," she said to Joseph.

"Can it wait?" asked Karen with a kindness hiding her impatience. Kristin nodded and exited.

"Hello," said Natty, taking Joseph's breath away. In the background he heard his daughter cry.

"Hi," said Joseph quietly, a lump in his throat. "Did I wake Devi?"

"You did, Joseph. Give me a minute." After a minute, Joseph's heart skipped a beat when Natty said, "I probably shouldn't give her a suck every time she gets upset, but I think she was hungry anyway. Do you want to talk to her?"

Joseph could hear her baby suckling. "I love you darling Devi and even if it's been only a few hours I miss you terribly. I don't know when it will be, but I can't wait to see you again."

"Some way to show it!" said Natty.

"I haven't stopped thinking about you since we said goodbye," said Joseph, sniffling.

Karen grabbed the phone from Joseph. "Natty?" she said.

"Who is this?" asked Natty.

"My name is Karen. How much do you love Joseph?"

After a long pause, Natty said softly, "With all my heart."

"When can you come up here?"

After hemming and hawing for a minute, Natty said, "Actually any time. Does Joseph want me there?"

"Are you crazy girl? Of course he wants you here, if only to have you kick the shit out of him, which it sounds to me he richly deserves."

They laughed. "Who are you?" asked Natty.

"I don't know if you want to know."

"I felt it, Karen. I felt your orgy. My mom must have thought I was sick when I ran into the bedroom to cum. It was an especially powerful orgasm."

"How can that be?"

"It's sort of like astral projection. And like I said, it was the most vivid and intense one I ever felt."

"It was fucking amazing, but I have nothing to compare it to."

"You will. Do you love my bad mad monk?"

"I just met him."

"So did I when we fell in love."

"I'm a lot older. He could be my son. In fact I have a daughter, my oldest, who is his age."

"And you met him through her."

"The way my daughter looked when I met her today..."

"They had some fun on the bus. Sounds like Joseph. He's pretty irresistible when he puts his mind to it, literally."

"What does that mean?"

"I think you know, but you probably don't understand it. I don't know if I do either. It's in the book, but it's difficult."

"He needs you, Natty, and for some strange reason I think I need you too."

"What do you mean?" asked Joseph.

"I want you to be complete," said Karen. "I want you to be happy."

"Do you like girls?" asked Natty.

"When I was young, I was in love with a girl. I haven't enjoyed making love to a woman since, until tonight."

"And how was that?"

"Fantastic," said Karen.

"Goody!" exclaimed Natty. "Except for Joseph, and that's a very very big exception, I'm a lesbian."

"I'm more a typical horny housewife who'll take what she can get, but to tell you the truth, I've only had one man in my life who could make me crazy in bed, and we happen to be at his house."

"Not your husband then?"

"His brother."

"Naughty girl."

"Maybe, but the funny thing is I never felt guilty. My husband is a wonderful man, but not at all sexual, unlike his always horny brother. Keeping the wife and mother and the horny lover separate keeps me sane."

"I'm looking forward to meeting you. Let me talk to Joseph."

"I thought you had the workshop," said Joseph.

"They don't need me there. I'm almost done with the play. For some reason, namely you running away, I haven't had the desire to finish it. Now I have all the desire in the world. I'll finish it tonight and hand it to them tomorrow before heading up. But do you want me around?"

"Of course I want you. I need you, darling. And I need Devi. I thought I had to go naked into the world..." Karen laughed.

"Don't tell me you're naked right now," said Natty.

"I am."

"And are you hard?"

"I'm talking to you, aren't I?"

"I wish I could astral project my whole being and fuck you silly," said Natty.

"Me too," said Joseph, rubbing his fully inflated cock. "Oooh," he sighed when Karen kneeled in front of him and took it in her warm mouth and sucked.

"Sounds like I have a substitute there."

"I thought I had to separate from my past and journey alone, but that journey really began with you. You made me aware of the world outside my little town, my little life. You turned me into a man. My new life, separate from the boy and mommy and daddy, became the rest of my life, my adulthood, my life forever after as a husband and father totally in love and in need of his wife and daughter."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," said Natty, though with a smile heard through the receiver.

"If you can come, come as soon as possible."

"Sounds like you're the one about to cum soon."

"Do you have a pen?"

"Just a sec, I need to put Devi back in her crib." A moment later Natty returned to the phone.

Joseph recited the phone number written on the telephone. "Call me as soon as you get into Thunder Bay," he told her. "Don't push it darling; I can't wait to see you, but it's a bit of a trip."

"It may be late, but I'll be there with bells on. Will Karen be there?"

"Will you be able to come over tomorrow night?" Joseph asked Karen. She shook her head, moving her mouth thrillingly on Joseph's cock. "Nope."

"Make her come, Joseph, just like she's about to make you cum."

"I'll try. I love you."

"I know. Me too. Goodnight lover."

"Goodnight darling."

As soon as he hung up, Karen released his cock from her mouth, but continued to fondle it with her hand. "Is she beautiful?" she asked.

"I'm biased, but I've gotten it from many other sources: she is the most beautiful woman I've ever met. I have pictures of her in my room."

"Let's go," said Karen, pulling him behind her, rushing to the stairs and up the stairs and into his room, canopy bed and all. She sprawled out spread open, head resting on a couple pillows watching him retrieve his envelope of photos. He found his favorite shot, Natty naked, her body twisting so that her ass and the black fringe of her pubic hair were seen in profile, her lovely firm breasts were facing forward, straight on, and her head was tilted at a slight angle, her face concentrating on the modern dance move she was rehearsing for his benefit, but still smiling with an aristocratic confidence. It was by far the best photo he had taken, his talent as a photographer had reached its peak, and it was all down hill from there despite Natty's patient instructions, and her processing of the photo, the sensual shading, the way her flesh seemed to pop out of the photo, was all Natty's doing.

"Oh fuck, she's gorgeous. How could you even look at me?"

"Simple: you're gorgeous too, and deep, the deepest soul I've ever met."

"But how deep is my cunt?" said Karen, guiding him inside.

"I wanted to taste you," said Joseph, sliding in slow until he was completely inside.

"Later. I'll be too sore to fuck after this."

"Are you sore now?"

"Not yet, darling. After you fuck the shit out of me, probably." She pulled his mouth to hers and they kissed hard as they fucked hard until they were cumming together as violently as they fucked, screaming their love into each other's mouths.

The long soak with bath oils and salts in the bathroom between Roy's and Joseph's room did wonders for Karen's well rubbed pussy walls, her legs separated as she sat on Joseph's lap where he sponged soap and water over her body, enjoying the vision of the soapy liquid cascading over her large conical breasts, concentrating its flow over her nipples. Taking the time to caress her soft skin over her lean body, the fat on her was distributed mostly at her breasts and butt, softening the flesh but not in a loose flabby way. Her tummy was a tad accentuated by a roundness and softness, but again there was a gentle curve and not a fat roll. Maybe his fetish was for long, elegant necks, because she and Natty both had them, giving them a proud, aristocratic presence.

From the beginning of their bath, they heard the sighs and groans next door. Kristin had joined Anita in the early education of Roy. Kristin was riding Roy's cock while Roy ate out Anita, Anita continuing to instruct his fingers and mouth to bring her the most pleasure until she was silenced by her student's high capability for learning and the lip lock Kristin gave her before she escaped it to grunt out her orgasm, joined by the prolific semen of Roy shooting up into her. Then the two girls ganged up on Roy's penis until it rose again. Roy's last moments of sexual pleasure were fucking Anita doggy style while Anita scooped out the cum from Kristin's pussy and vibrated her tongue on her clit until Kristin was near orgasm, only pausing the manipulation when Roy shot the last of his cum into Anita. He collapsed on the bed, laying exhausted, watching the two beauties tonguing each other, Kristin cumming first since she was near release, and once she recovered, she devoted herself to sucking Roy's cum from Anita's pussy and then working Anita's g-spot and clit until Anita screamed out the last of her evening's orgasm. When Kristin slowly walked from the bed into the bathroom, she was not shocked to see Joseph and Karen in the bath, though she was a little annoyed that she would have to find another place to relieve herself. When she began to exit, Karen stopped her, telling her to go ahead, neither of them minded. She informed them she needed to shit, and they both shrugged and told her to go ahead, but the stench was a little unpleasant so the two dunked their head under water for over a minute, making Kristin a little concerned as she finished her poop. She flushed the toilet after quickly wiping and rushed over to pull them out, their laughter breaking her silly concern and caused her to laugh.

"You want to join us?" asked Joseph. After a pause, she agreed, carefully lowering herself between their feet and avoiding the large brass tap. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" Joseph asked once she was settled in.

As she stirred the water with her hands, not looking up, she began slowly, "This has been the most ... As far as the sex ... I have never felt ... Even with my boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend ... I guess I never experienced ... I thought we were in love, and that helped our lovemaking, and sometimes I would just reach orgasm before him and it felt really good, better than when I, you know, did it alone, but I never thought ... And during the orgy, it was like I made an early journey to heaven, thankfully returning alive, but even on the bus, and just now with Anita ... I'm sorry Mrs. Niemi," Karen shook away the apology, smiling at the girl who had been making love to her daughter; Karen had never had the typical maternal fear of her kids having sex, giving them, in their early teens, instruction and warnings of protection and getting venereal disease and being sure it was something they wanted and not just trying to fit in, and even telling them how great it could be. She would be a hypocrite to object to her daughter enjoying sex with another woman because that was all she had known until she was 21, and she happened to have loved it and the woman with whom she was having sex, the memory of which brought a small, nostalgic tear to her eye. "Even those times today," continued Kristin, "and with Uncle Andy, too, he was wild with me, telling me how much he loved my tight young body, which was a little creepy but he had a power in his strokes that didn't even hurt, but felt intense and exciting and pushed me over to an awesome orgasm, everything gave me sensations way beyond anything I ever felt or even dreamed I could feel before. But, and I don't want you to take this the wrong way, like I'm making some moral judgment against you or anyone else; I mean I've know Anita most of my life and I know she can be a bit sluttish, but she's my best friend and I don't care if she likes sex the way she does with more than one partner who aren't even boyfriends, oh shit Mrs. Niemi..." Again Karen shook off Kristin's possible faux pas, actually envying her daughter's fulfillment of her large sexual needs, Karen always having similar needs and only having the occasional, though innumerable over the years, slaking of those needs with her brother-in-law. "I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm not a slut, and if I continue to enjoy sex with you, Joseph, or anyone in this house except for Anita, I want to continue that even if it is a sin, loving her and making love with her, well, I love it, but I'm a religious girl, I believe in Christ and the Commandments, and I feel guilty about all this even if you think I shouldn't, and I will have to make peace with myself about what happened today. I hope I meet the right guy, and the way you have stirred me up I hope it's not too long a time before I meet him, and it's not like we have to be married, but I want to feel committed to him before we go all the way, and when that happens, he'd better make me feel almost as good as you and Uncle Andy and the rest have made me feel or it might just end right there and then. I needed you Joseph on the bus and in this house, my body was exploding with need and I'm sort of glad it was with you and you wouldn't hold it over me or against me or expect us to be together forever and a day, but I hope I never need that again, that the memory of this sinful day will somehow give me restraint, that if temptation presents his snaky body to me again, which undoubtedly it will, I will remember this day and say to myself, 'been there, done that and it's not for me, ' and escape with my sanity and my faith saved. I guess what I'm saying is that I'm a simple Christian girl who had a most incredible and insane and unsimple and unchristian moment and maybe I regret it or maybe it was somehow useful like the maxim about not knowing you are being good if you don't know what being bad is like, I don't know, but if you are thinking of inviting me over to any future orgies, I guess what I'm saying is I am definitely out."

"Okay," said Joseph. "I don't think you expect an apology for seducing you, but if you were, I won't. I respect your decision, and I especially respect you communicating it to me and not carrying this day as some sort of baggage kept hidden and weighing you down. I have loved every minute of our time together, and I like you, otherwise you wouldn't have been with me or with us. It's interesting though that despite reading my book, even the little bit you have read and seeing the philosophy it conveyed, one that I have deliberately made unchristian, you weren't immediately repulsed or didn't try to castigate me, instead it sort of overwhelmed you, but then you may have wanted that."

"How do I explain?" said Kristin. "I'm not very experienced with the kind of moment I had on the bus when I let go of my restraints I had embraced since I found Christian faith to be my identity, my moral strength of purpose. Perhaps it was similar to when I let Chris, short for Christian, yeah, so we were Kristin and Christian, funny hunh? When I gave into Christian one night in the back of his car after resisting him time and time again and we hadn't got much farther than fondling each other still clothed even if we did manage to get each other off, but one night I was determined to give into his desires, which of course had been my desires all along, and stripped him naked and gave him a blow job until he was cumming and stripped naked and brought him back to hardness and slipped a condom on him I had stolen that night from my father's drawer and straddled him and got painfully penetrated and had him cum again inside me and right when it was starting to feel good; it would take a few times, over a month later, before he made me cum, and like I said it was never as good as any of the orgasms I had today, but it was like my mind did a flip, the vision of being fucked by my true love drove me to make that happen, all thoughts of fucking only after we were married were gone, and my heart was beating hard the whole night, from the inception and anticipation up through the moment of deflowering, and it was not fear, but an overwhelming excitement that I was resolved to make it happen and then I made it happen. Maybe Anita paved the way for my brain switch to be engaged, the new vision being turned on while the old version of me, the version which is me, was turned off, when she kept putting me in front of tempting young men while visiting the Twin Cities, both them and me intoxicated, and I found one excuse or another, basically valid ones because by and large the men soon revealed their true asshole nature, to not succumb, but it put me in a state of horniness, or to be more exact, a greater state of horniness since I hadn't had sex in a couple months, but when I saw you and I saw how sexy you are, I mean overwhelmingly sexy, and then looking at the book, even if it was obviously, if I was looking at it from my normal Christian perspective, the devil's work, the switch was triggered and I had to have you and share you with Anita and Linda, and I embraced your philosophy and needed the orgy and it blew me away and then there was Roy, who I enjoyed playing with because Anita was playing with him and I really just wanted to play with Anita at that point in time because I had gotten my Christian mind back and Roy with his little pubescent prick was not a threat even if it was inserted inside me until he was shooting his little squirt of exhausted material."