Chapter 14
It had been three months since Gilda had seen Lonny and she found that she didn't really miss him all that much or at least not for the sex that they had. She and Gene had been very busy in those three months and Gene had learned a great deal. Each new experience he had welcomed with open arms, even though some of them were decidedly strange.
There was the time that a man had finally approached him. It was at a large gathering of people and Gene had just finished balling a very young girl. She reminded him of a young colt in spring time, all enthusiastic, but not really sure of what to do. For the first time in his life Gene found himself teaching someone else the rituals of sex. He was feeling very warm and gentle as he lay on the floor, with the young girl's head in his arms, when an absolutely beautiful man came up to him.
The young man kneeled down. "I was watching you with my sister. You are a very wonderful man, for she has never done this before. She pleaded with me so much to bring her tonight that I couldn't say no, but I am pleased that she found someone like you to be with. Perhaps you would make love with me-I would like it very much and shall be as gentle with you as you were with her."
By that time Gene wasn't as upset at the idea as he had been the first night he and Gilda had seen the Snell's, but he still wasn't sure that he wanted to try it. He looked a long time at the young man, who didn't seem to mind ... he even seemed to expect that reaction and finally Gene made up his mind.
"Yes, I will make love with you," he carefully laid the girl's head down and got up to follow the young man.
"I thank you, now, because I know that you have never done anything like this before. I know that it was a hard decision and that you wouldn't go with just anybody."
True to his word, the young man had been very gentle and Gene had enjoyed it very much. He hadn't really expected to like it as much as he did. Afterwards, he sought out Gilda and asked her about his reaction. He was wondering if he could be a latent homosexual. Gilda had assured him that, just because he enjoyed sharing a warmth and love for another human being of the same sex, it didn't have to mean that he was anything-bisexual, homosexual, or anything, except a human being who cared.
Gene thought about that concept for a long time and realized that Gilda was right. He also came to the conclusion that just because a man loves a man, or a woman loves a woman, it shouldn't cast any stigma on them for the rest of their lives. When he told Gilda his conclusion, she was very pleased and happy that he had finally seen it.
There was also the time that he had let himself be tied up and whipped, but unlike the other experience, he had decided never to do that again. He didn't mind simulated whipping or symbolic whipping, but the hard core stuff was not his cup of tea. Again he had talked to Gilda about it and had found out that she, too, didn't go in for it.
But the most unusual experience that he had had was the one with Lady Margaret. He was still trying to piece together what had happened that night. He had dreams about it, or it would flash across his mind while he was in the middle of a meeting and he would invariably lose his -place and have to find it again. It sometimes frightened him and sometimes elated him. Gilda had had just as strange an experience, and she couldn't figure hers out any better than he could figure out his.
Many times they had thought to go back and see if the house really existed, or if they could possibly find something out about the people, but they had gotten cold feet and decided not to dig any further. They were a little afraid that they would find out that the people had never existed, that the house had never existed, and that they had dreamed or imagined the whole episode.
They became more and more comfortable with each other and were jealous of anything that took them away from each other. They were jealous of Gene's work, of the trials, of all the petty things that kept them apart They did more and more things together, and they were even beginning to hear rumors that they were odd ducks-spending all that time together or out with each other at strange parties with people that no one knew or had ever heard of before. It was an unheard of situation! Then one day Gene said to Gilda, "Hey honey, how about calling Lonny up and inviting him over for a threesome."
"Gene! You must be kidding-you really want Lonny to come over here for that?"
"Why should I be kidding? After all, he's the guy who really got us together. He got you to see a way of helping me and he gave you that freedom. He let go of you so that you could concentrate on me."
"I guess you're right, hey, I'd love to call him. I was just surprised that you would want me to. I guess that I thought you might still be afraid that he would take me away from you," Gilda said.
"I have no doubts as to where you are about that. I know that after three months of constantly being with other people you aren't going anywhere without me. So, what do I have to worry about. I love you and you love me," Gene turned and held her, "now go and call Lonny."
Gilda squeezed him back and then went to the telephone and dialed Lonny's number. She had a fleeting thought that he might not be there and the chance would never arise again. "Hello?" his old familiar voice!
"Lonny, it's me, Gilda," she sighed inwardly that he was there, "Long time no speak to."
"Hi gorgeous, how's everything on the home front-all right I hope," he replied cheerfully.
"Fine, love, couldn't be better. As a matter of fact, that's why I called. Gene asked me to ask you over for some fun and fucking-interested?"
"With the two of you?" he sounded a little incredulous.
"Yep, with the two of us. But you have to understand that we have been going to wife swapping things for three months. You see, Gene heard of this club that you join and it wasn't the kind where everybody got together and then played eeny, meeny, miny, moe. People call up and ask you out for the night and you either accept or turn it down according to what you were doing. Eventually you get to the point where you get sent a list of telephone numbers and you can call people as well as have them call you. I think that we have just about gotten to that stage.
"Actually, if you want to know my opinion about it, I think Gene wants to try making it with you first, before we call anybody, because he might want us to live together. I mean all three of us, like we discussed the last day that we were together."
"Sounds absolutely super to me," Lonny commented, "I'll be over in a little bit."
When Lonny walked into the house, he felt like laughing. There was Gilda and Gene balling on the floor of the livingroom. He had a flash of the afternoon that Gene walked in on him and Gilda, and he didn't know for sure, but he wondered if Gene had actually seen them balling and this was his way of letting Lonny know that he had seen them.
"Hi, gang," Lonny called out, removing his clothes as he entered, "Room for one more?"
"Right on," Gene replied, "don't wait for an invitation, we don't stand on ceremony around here."
Lonny didn't hesitate, he lay down on the floor and spread Gilda's legs wider and began to suck her clitoris. He could feel Gene's thrusts against his chin. Gene was balling Gilda from the back on his side. Every time he slammed into her sweet cunt, Lonny got the force of it and it made him bare down harder on Gilda's clitoris.
She moaned and groaned and tried to move around, but it was hard because of the position she was in, and because Lonny and Gene were flanking her on both sides. She could feel her' muscles grow taut and ripple up and down her long body. She reached out and stroked both their heads, she caressed their backs, and she dug her nails into their shoulders. She wanted more, faster and harder. She wanted the whole world inside of her-hers and Lonny's world, hers and Gene's world, the gods were, pleased with her today. They had forgiven her indiscretions and they were giving her great rewards.
Lonny felt his cock get harder and harder, he wanted to have it enveloped and swallowed by something nice and warm and plush. He thought of Gilda's cunt, of her ass, of Gene's ass, of someone's mouth. He chose Gene's ass, his tiny puckered hole. Gene was wriggling around and he felt his cock get harder and harder inside of Gilda's cunt. He knew what was coming and he wanted it so bad he could taste it. But Lonny was teasing him and he knew it. Lonny was going to prolong the tortuous pleasure for as long as he could.
He finally got the hole relaxed enough and wet enough that he could get his cock inside of it. He grabbed Gilda by the hips and lifted her and Gene up onto their knees. He didn't stop the flow of their balling for a second, he just slammed his cock into Gene's ass and sent a scream hurtling out of him. The force shook Gilda and sent a scream surging up from her also. Their beings were one with each other and they were soaring through the universe, all three of them, wailing and screaming their way through it.
The sensations were unreal-Gene thought that he was going to go careening through Gilda and split her right in half. He felt himself being pushed faster and harder by the surging force behind him. They were slamming and ramming into each other with no thought of tomorrow or anything else. They felt that they had finally achieved the impossible, they had fused three souls into one.
Suddenly they felt the simultaneous orgasm, and they felt as if they had been literally picked up and flung full tilt across the room and into the wall. Gilda was lying on her face with Gene on top of her and Lonny on top of him. The juices and semen were spurting out of them and bathing their exhausted bodies in it
They thought that they had blown it, that they couldn't do anymore for awhile, but they hadn't counted on the energy that was swirling around them. It dipped and swirled and wrapped them up in it and they had no choice but to begin again. It was so strong that Lonny's and Gene's cocks hadn't even lost their hardness, if anything they were harder than they had been before.
Lonny grabbed Gilda, he had to taste her cunt it had been too long since the last time. For years he had practically survived on nothing else but her sweet juices. Now it had been over three months since he last even saw it. He buried his head between her slippery wet thighs and began to furiously suck on her sweet hard nob of flesh. It quivered and palpitated in his mouth.
He let his tongue tease it, caress it, and slap it. He took it between his teeth and couldn't let go . . . suddenly it was his pacifier for all the things that he didn't want to look at, then it was his magical cure for all the ugly things around him, then he let go and he was free-now he wanted it because he loved the feeling of it. It was a superb clitoris, shaped like no other in the whole world, and he had searched far and wide to find one like it, but in vain.
Lonny sucked more and more on the sweet cunt covering his mouth. He slipped his tongue all up and down the slippery slit, nibbled on the lips, jabbed at the hole, back up to the delightful bouncing clit. Gene was sucking and licking on Lonny's ass, biting the cheeks so hard that it left teeth marks, forcing his tongue and finger into the tight puckered hole at the same time. Suddenly he felt a wonderful sensation, Gilda had bent over and was sucking his balls and cock all into her mouth all at once.
He could feel the room spinning and suddenly he saw himself in a huge mirror. He thought about it for a minute because he knew that there wasn't any mirror that big in the house. He didn't mind seeing himself suck on Lonny's ass. He didn't mind seeing anything that was there. But it was the other person that was hovering above them that he minded.
It looked like Lady Margaret in her simple flowing gown. She had it hiked above her pussy and was rotating her hips around and around in a maddening slow motion. Gene watched in horror and in fascination because he could see her clitoris growing everytime she completed a circle-it grew so long that it reached him and he felt it slip into his ass. He could feel it move in and out, he could see it move in and out and he thought that maybe he was going crazy though even that didn't bother him.
Suddenly he snapped back into reality and found himself up on his knees. There was no mirror and he no longer felt the movement in his ass. He was fucking Lonny, and he realized that Lonny was doing the same to Gilda only she was getting it in the ass also. It excited him almost as much to watch her being fucked as it did to fuck her. He had never actually witnessed her being fucked in the ass and he saw her claw and tear at the rug. He watched her teeth gnash at the rug and pull tufts of it up in her mouth. He heard her screams of delight and agony and it made him move faster.
Again they were battering each other, again they were driving each other crazy with their frantic slamming and ramming into each other. It was as if they were never going to get enough, as if they were going to find it all over with too soon, or perhaps just gone. They were beginning to feel that their whole lives had been one great big dream. That none of it had happened.
Faster and faster, harder and harder, in and out, slamming and banging, writhing and moaning, twisting and taming until they were going to explode-then the explosion came. The sonic waves alone would have keeled anyone in close range over. It managed to keel them over, just like it had done before, and left them in a laughing crying heap on the floor.
"Hey, Lonny," Gene said when he could finally pull himself together, "Come live with us."
"Sure!"