Chapter 2
Two Mixed-up Couples
"When I introduce people to Sandy I often call her my sister, even though we really aren't sisters in the sense of having the same parents. In all other ways we're sisters, though. We grew up together — with her folks living next door to mine — went to school together, dated together, and when I decided it was time to break free from my folks and get a place of my own, Sandy came with me.
"Someday I suppose one of us will meet the guy and get married, breaking up our sister act, but that's a long way in the future, I think. Both of us are having too much fun being single to think about getting married now.
"Don't get me wrong. We aren't what you'd call inseparable. There have been many weekends when we've gone out — and one or the other of us has met a guy who was right for that time — and not come home for several days. There have even been times when one of us has brought a guy home to our apartment for a night or two. When that happens the other either sleeps on the couch or goes to visit her parents for a day or so. We always manage to work it out okay.
"Even though we don't always come home together, we usually start out together. Neither of us particularly cares for dates. We'd rather go out on our own and play it by ear. We meet more guys that way, some of them awfully interesting. About the only time we don't always leave together is on a Saturday or Sunday morning. Quite often we will meet guys, not necessarily together, on Friday or Saturday night, and end up going down to the beach or up to the mountains or something the next day. That's probably why we get along so well. After being together all week it's nice to get away from each other for a day on weekends.
"That doesn't happen all the time, though. Some weekends neither of us happen to meet anyone we want to spend a day with, even though we might have spent the night with him, and when this happens we usually take a drive down to the beach together the next day. It's surprising how many groovy guys a girl can meet down at the beach on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon, and when it happens on a Saturday it's very seldom that we return home from the beach alone.
"That changes Saturday night from a going-out night to a party night, either at our apartment or theirs. Some of those parties at our place get pretty wild, too. Except for one thing. Neither one of us goes for group sex or swapping around. When Sandy meets a guy, he belongs to her, the same with me, and if the guy makes the mistake of trying something with Sandy when he's with me, or with me when he's with Sandy, he quickly finds himself all alone, out in the street.
"Last Saturday turned out to be the exception that proves the rule, though, and I can't say that, either of us regretted breaking the rule. We'll probably never do it again, unless we meet those two again, but on that particular day, with those particular men, it was right ... perfectly right.
"We had driven down to the beach, parked the car, and just wandered around for about an hour. We didn't see anything that looked interesting though. Oh, actually we did, but the interesting guys we saw all had chicks with them already.
"There were lots of couples, lots of creeps, and lots of passes from the creeps, but neither of us met anybody worth spending any time with, so we decided to head a little further up the coast, to a stretch of beach we knew about that was almost always deserted. If we couldn't get any party action going, at least we could get some sun and some rest and relaxation in preparation for the night.
"The beach we drove up to is only a couple of hundred feet long, and is completely hidden from the highway by steep cliffs. The few people who do stop to look out over the ocean usually fail to spot the narrow trail leading down to the beach and they never even realize that there's a beach below. We found it one day quite by accident, while looking for a bush to go behind.
"When we climbed down we found that we had the whole place to ourselves, or so we thought, and I took advantage of the opportunity by removing my bikini completely so I could even out my tan a little. Sandy spent about ten minutes in the water, then came out, dried herself off, and laid down on the blanket next to me to soak up a little sun. She didn't take her suit off, though. She gets sort of nervous about being naked outdoors, worrying that someone might come along and see her.
"We both fell asleep there in the sun, which was a mistake, considering my state of undress. I woke up pretty suddenly, though, when a laugh, almost a cackle, penetrated to my sleeping mind. I don't know why I didn't jump up startled, when I heard the laugh, but I didn't. All the two old men standing there by the blanket could see what they weren't supposed to see was my bare butt. That was bad enough, though, and I quickly grabbed the beach towel and wrapped it around myself. Then I sat up.
"Those two old men, we later found out their names were Hiram and Walter, were something of a shock to see. They had to be at least in their seventies, both dressed in dark suits, and Hiram had what looked like a checker board under his arm. Talk about senior citizens! These two looked like they had escaped from an old-folks home, or perhaps a mortuary, somewhere.
"Sorry to have startled you girls," Hiram said in his old, old voice, !but we didn't see you until we got to the bottom of the path. I didn't think that anyone knew about this place but us, so we didn't bother to look over the edge before we came down."
"Have you been coming here long?" I asked him.
"Since I first found the place, back in twenty-seven."
"Sandy was awake now, too, watching us but not saving a word. Walter, I saw, had an open bottle of wine, and he passed it to me. It was sort of warm, but it tasted wonderful anyway. Before passing it on to Sandy I took a look at the label Chateau Lafite Rothschild, 1962. Whoever these antiques were, they obviously weren't living on pension checks.
"Pretty soon we were all chattering away, with the two of them explaining why they liked to come down to this beach to play checkers and read, and Sandy and I telling them all about ourselves. We didn't find out much about them, their personal lives, that is, and pretty soon the thoughts I had been having about, their age disappeared from my mind. As a matter o! fact, before long I had so dismissed Hiram's age from my mind that I didn't think a thing about it when he laid down on the blanket, with me sitting next to him, still wrapped in my beach towel. I hardly even noticed when, a couple minutes later, Walter and Sandy wandered off down the beach, with her giggling as he told her stories about some of the old women he knew.
"I wasn't thinking, just sitting there, listening to Hiram talk and it seemed quite natural for me to casually reach over and begin running my fingers through his thinning grey hair. He didn't react in any way for several minutes, then he equally casually laid one of his hands on my leg, rubbing it slowly back and forth. I felt a sudden warmth flooding my body, and began to wonder about all those stories I had heard about old men forgetting about sex because they were too old. When he reached up and flipped the towel away from my breasts I simply smiled down at him, waiting for him to make the next move.
"He didn't keep me waiting long. He rolled over, pulled the towel completely away from me, dropped his head between my legs, and stuck his tongue right in! That felt really good, as it always does to me, but the soft tickling of his mustache on ray thighs added a touch I had never felt before, and suddenly I found it was getting very hard for me to breathe as hot passion raced through my body.
"I looked away from him for a second, and saw that Sandy and Walter were back, lying at the other end of the big beach blanket. I had been so involved with the feelings that were rushing through my body that I hadn't' even heard them return.
"To my great surprise, but without much shock, I saw that Walter, grey, old Walter, had the top of Sandy's bikini off and was kissing her breasts, and she had his pants open and was rubbing his prick.
"The sight of them doing that added even more to the tension building inside of me, and I reached down for Hiram's head, lifted it, and gave him a deep, full kiss. Several minutes later, when we had to stop to catch our breath, Hiram drew back from me and quickly stripped off his clothes. When he dropped his pants I saw that, while he might be old, his prick certainly didn't seem to know it. It was as hard as a rock and looked like it was a foot long.
"Naked, he dropped his wrinkled body down beside me again,, and as our lips met his hands roamed over my body, gently caressing my breasts, fingertips running across the skin of my tummy, a finger gently probing at the lips between my legs, then thrusting deep into me. I began to lose control of my body, moaning and crying and rolling around on the blanket as he brought my passion to a fever pitch. He was rolling around with me, his breath coming in hard, harsh gasps, and for a second I worried about him having a heart attack. He didn't let me worry for long, though, as his hands seemed to be stroking all over my body, and I didn't even notice it when we rolled off the blanket and onto the sun-warmed sand. He noticed it, though, when he climbed between my legs, dropped down over me, and his prick slid down past my waiting cunt and drove into the sand! He gave out a yelp and rolled away from me, but I was right with him, bending over to lick the gritty sand off the head of his stiff prick.
"I shifted back onto the blanket, and he followed, once again going between my legs. This time he didn't miss, since I had a hold of his stiff prick and directed it straight to the right place, my waiting cunt. I must not have gotten all the sand off, though, because I felt the scratching of a few grains as he pushed his big prick into me. It slid in, deeper and deeper, fatter and longer than any I ever remember having had before, and by the time he had it all the way in — his hanging balls resting against my lifted butt — I was ready to come just from the feel of all that meat inside of me.
"Then he began to pump, and I almost went out of my mind, moaning and screaming and scratching at his back with my nails, pulling him down on top of me with all my strength, wrapping my legs around his thin waist to get him in even further. Then, with a flash of feeling that I can't describe, I came and came and came, and it was just wonderful, I could feel his prick throbbing inside of me and the hot gush coming from the end of it, and I knew that, no matter how old he was, he wasn't too old!
"When it was over he pulled out of me and flopped over onto his back, completely out of breath. I sat up, and saw the red scratches on his prick from the sand I had missed, and started to lean over to kiss it. A slight sound stopped me, though, and I looked up to find Walter standing right next to me, his stiff prick pointed right at my face, the head of it gleaming wet from his own and Sandy's juices. Without thinking about it I leaned forward and kissed it, then he inched forward, sliding it into my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sandy sit up, look at us with a smile on her lips, then move over to Hiram, doing the same thing to him that I was doing to Walter, kissing and sucking his wonderful prick.
"We spent the rest of that glorious afternoon there on the beach, swapping back and forth, fucking and sucking, running out into the surf to cool off, teaching and learning from each other. I never would have believed that there was anything I had left to learn about sex, but Hiram and Walter taught me different. They taught me that I was just getting started, still in grade school compared to them.
"When the sun went down and it began to get cold we climbed the cliff, walked up the road to where we had left the car, and the guys followed us back to our apartment, where we took up where we had left off on the beach.
"Finally, about six in the morning, Sandy and I both fell asleep, even though Hiram and Walter were still going strong. When I woke up about noon, Hiram and Walter were gone, and the only things they left to prove that it hadn't all been a dream were the exquisite tiredness and satisfaction that filled my body and the knowledge that just because a man is old doesn't mean he can't throw a good fuck.
"We've never seen either of them again, although we go back to that beach every chance we get. We just know that someday we'll see two old men, playing checkers, waiting for two young girls to prove that old can be beautiful."
Although at no time in their narrative do any of the participants in this case history, June B., Sandy W., Walter H. or Hiram K., report taking part in any homosexually oriented activities, there is nonetheless a strong undercurrent of repressed homosexuality in all four of them. An undercurrent which is finding expression in other than purely sexual activities.
Hiram and Walter report being strongly attracted to each other over a long period of years, indeed, living almost their entire lives together, with Hiram obviously playing the dominant role in their relationship.
Sandy and June, while much younger, show a like degree of dependency upon each other, and their unarticulated fears regarding the possible sexually oriented attraction they feel towards each other are expressed as feelings of sexual inadequacy, which are at least partially eliminated by their constantly being together to lend each other mutual encouragement.
This seems straightforward enough, but one may ask, "What does homosexual behavior, male or female, include?"
If two men live together for many years, if one of them so much as puts his arm around the other as an expression of warmth and affection, if two women greet each other by kissing, are these gestures expressions of sexuality? Most psychiatrists would not designate such behavior as sexual unless erotic interest and excitation could be demonstrated as motivational elements.
Yet, it is often difficult to establish motivation, particularly when the participants lack conscious awareness of erotic feelings toward each other, and where there has been absolutely no history of overt homosexual activity either inside or outside of the relationship.
Kinsey attempted to solve this theoretical and methodological problem by rating the extent of homosexual desire or activity rather than- by designating the respondent as a homosexual or a heterosexual. A seven-point scale was constructed to determine a heterosexual-homosexual balance. Respondents who scored zero had had neither homosexual responses nor experience; those who scored three were about equally heterosexual and homosexual; six was scored by exclusive homosexuals.
Another attempt to establish a valid guide-post for determination was offered by Dr. J. Marmor, the editor of Sexual Inversion, when he stated:
The clinical homosexual is one who is motivated in adult life by a definite preferential erotic attraction to members of the same sex and who usually (but not necessarily) engages in overt sexual relations with them. The definition does, however, exclude patterns of homosexual behavior that are not motivated by specific preferential desire — the incidental homosexuality of adolescents or the situational homosexuality of prisoners and sailors. Most members of such groups, who turn, or return, to exclusive heterosexuality as soon as the opportunity arises, are not homosexuals psycho dynamically.
According to this, consciousness of preferential homosexual desire is required for the classification, but it does not take into account one decisive point. That an adult who repetitively engages in homosexual activity, even such non-overt activity as we have here, may be erotically responsive though the awareness of it is repressed.
Repetitive homosexual behavior, even though the behavior does not find an explicitly sexual outlet, establish the existence of a homosexual pattern, whether or not it is perceived of as being preferential. An adult who repetitively engages in homosexual behavior, overt or not, must therefore be designated as a homosexual.
Those who are overtly or covertly homosexual, or who have repressed their homosexual drives, yet still engage in and enjoy heterosexual activity, could be termed bisexual, and this is probably the best term to describe the sexual functions of June, Sandy, Hiram and Walter. In these cases the persons may be predominantly homosexual or predominantly heterosexual. The latter, nevertheless, have the tendency, under certain conditions, usually involving high degrees of emotional stress, to shift into a homosexual gear. That is, even though they have completely repressed their homosexual tendencies and desires, they have the capability for homosexual arousal and behavior. This readiness for inversion differentiates persons who engage in sporadic, infrequent, rare, or even no homosexual encounters, although they have homosexual desires, from the exclusive heterosexuals.
One final point we must take into consideration when examining this case history is the refusal by Hiram and Walter to admit, even to themselves, that they are growing old. It is because of this refusal to admit their progressing disability that they have chosen to live apart from their society, spending their time together, yet apart from all others of their own generation. This is bound to seriously affect them in future years, as, even though they have still retained a remarkable degree of sexual virility, there is bound to be a lessening of their sexual ability, not necessarily accompanied by a lessening of sexual drive, and since they are not prepared for this lessening, having refused to admit they are growing old, this lessening could have serious psychological consequences.
"I guess when most men, or women for that matter, get old they develop a strong desire for company. That's why so many of them are satisfied to be put away in old-folks homes. Not Hiram or me, though. We've been friends for over fifty years, been through a hell of a lot together, even the war, and we don't need anyone else. We've got each other.
"Don't get me wrong. There's nothing funny about our relationship. Neither one of us is queer, or anything like that. We're just two old friends who get along well, are used to each other, and as long as both of us are alive we don't need the company of any other people our age to keep our spirits up. Of course, we still need company occasionally, female company, since both of us still get pretty horny every now and then, but that's a special case.
"Both of us have a thing about playing checkers. Lots of older people prefer chess, a much more intellectual game, and we both enjoyed it when we were younger. Neither of us have the patience for it anymore, though, so we play checkers instead, a much faster moving game. One thing we don't like, though, is playing with a bunch of other antiques around, usually kibitzing. We prefer our privacy, and one way we get it is by driving up to this little beach we discovered a long time ago, when both of us were still in college. We thought we were the only ones who knew about the beach, but last time we were down there we got a surprise. Our beach had visitors. Two of them.
"Neither one of us is as agile as we were forty years ago, and on the path down to the beach we kept all our attention on where our feet were going. That's why we didn't see the girls until we were all the way down on the beach.
"I spotted them first. Two girls laying on a big beach blanket, one on her back, the other on her stomach. The one laying on her back had a very, very brief bikini on, and the other, the one laying on her stomach, didn't have a damn thing on. There were a couple of little patterned pieces of cloth laying next to her, which I assumed was her bathing suit.
"As soon as I saw them I stopped dead in my tracks, surprised that there was anyone at all here on this out-of-the-way, and almost unknown, beach. When I stopped Hiram followed ray gage and saw the girls, but he didn't stop. He walked right up to them and I followed. The deep sand must have muffled our footsteps, because neither of them moved a muscle until Hiram spoke to me.
"She sure has some pretty dimples in her butt, doesn't she, Walter?"
"His remark was so appropriate that I couldn't help but laugh, and I guess that's what woke them up. The girl without her suit on pulled a big towel around herself, sitting up at the same time, and I got only the briefest glimpse of a rosy-tipped nipple. The other girl, the one with the bathing suit on, just opened her eyes, without moving her body an inch, and lay there looking at us.
"Hiram's always been a lot less shy around women than me, and he started talking to them like he knew them right off. I guess he knew what he was doing, because the girls seemed to accept our presence without any question. Soon Hiram was concentrating the largest part of his conversation on the towel-wrapped girl, who I found out was June. The other girl, who still hadn't moved, was Sandy.
"I had brought a bottle of wine down from the car for us to drink over our checker game, a Lafite Rothschild '62 that I didn't particularly want to waste on a couple of kids, but when Hiram signaled that I should offer them a drink I passed over the bottle, already opened to give the wine a chance to breathe, and June took a big swig out of the bottle that almost made me choke. Wine like that is made to be sipped, not gulped.
"The bottle went around a couple times, rapidly emptying, and while Hiram got both girls to talking about themselves I was mentally reviewing my wine stock, wondering how many bottles of the '62 I had left. Not many, and at a going price of thirty-five dollars a bottle I didn't figure on buying too many more. I couldn't help think of what a waste it was drinking it like this.
"By the time we got to the bottom of the bottle we were all acting like we had known each other for years, and it was completely natural that Hiram should lay down on the blanket next to June and start running his hand up and down the exposed portion of her leg while he listened to her talking about herself. I figured that he might do even better without a bunch of other people around, so I asked Sandy if she'd like to take a walk up the beach, and after a quick look at June and Hiram she said yes.
"We walked slowly up the beach, not speaking, and in minutes we were around the little rocky outcropping that split the beach in half, and hidden from whatever Hiram and June were up to. I was trying hard to think of something to say, some way to get a conversation with Sandy going, when suddenly she tripped in the sand. Luckily I was in just the right place, and I caught her. Without thinking my arms went around her to keep her from falling. Then, when there was no longer any danger of her falling, my arms stayed around her, and I bent my head, bringing my lips down to hers.
"The kiss seemed to last for hours. Her lips were so unbelievably soft and warm that, for the time the kiss lasted, I felt like I was twenty years old again, instead of over seventy. I guess, for a couple of seconds at least, Sandy must have forgotten my age, too, because she responded to my kiss, her lips opening and her hot tongue sliding into my mouth. I pulled her almost naked body tight against mine, and felt her slight movements as she fitted her shape against mine, settling snugly into my arms. Then, to my surprise and disappointment, she pulled away from me, breaking the kiss, and without saying a word she turned and started walking back up the beach, towards Hiram and June.
"I knew that I should at least try to stop her, but for several seconds I just stood there, unable to move as my mind savored the feelings that the touch of her lips had sent through my body, then, belatedly, I started after her. I realized that it was too late to stop her from going back to the blanket, and I only hoped that Hiram and June hadn't gone too far in the short time that we had been gone.
"They had, though. When we carne back around the outcrop of rock that had shielded them from our view I saw at once that Hiram hadn't wasted a bit of time. He had June's towel off, and his head was down between her legs, his tongue busy lapping away at her cunt. Sandy was walking with her head down, looking at her feet, and she was only feet away from the blanket when she looked up and saw them.
"She stopped dead, shock written all over her face and in the sudden tenseness of her body. She stood there, unmoving, for long seconds. Long enough for me to catch up with her, walking up behind her and looking at Hiram and June over her shoulder.
"She seemed frozen to that spot by what was happening in front of her, and I knew that this was my best chance to get a little action of my own going. I put my arms around her from behind, pulling her back towards me and bringing both hands up to cup her tits. Even through the cloth of her bikini top I could feel the heat of her nipples hardening under my touch. I squeezed her breasts gently, at the same time running my lips along the line of her shoulder and across the back of her neck. Again her body reacted to mine, just as it had with our first kiss. Her hands came up and pressed mine tight against her tits, her body pressed back against me, and her head lifted as my tongue traced along her neck.
"She was pressing her butt tight against my swelling prick as I took my hands from her tits, putting them on her shoulders, and began to press her down, onto the blanket. As she went to her knees, I quickly brought my hands back and with surprisingly steady fingers undid the snap of her bikini top.
"She turned as she knelt on the blanket, facing me. I followed her down, and when her upper body was supported only by her elbows, I leaned forward and began to kiss one of her tits, tickling the dark red of her nipple with my tongue until it grew to a hard point in my mouth.
"She settled back flat onto the blanket, and I followed her down, unwilling to give up the delicious taste of her tit. One of her hands came up between my legs, pressing at my balls through the cloth of my trousers, then her fingers were at my zipper, pulling it down, freeing the aching hardness of my cock from its confinement. There was a wide, soft and dreamy smile on her face as her hand wrapped itself around my cock, a smile that seemed to grow even wider as she slowly, with just the right amount of pressure, began to slide her hand up and down my shaft, jacking me off. Even as a kid I had never been much in favor of masturbation, but I found out that afternoon that there was a big difference between doing it myself and having a beautiful young girl doing it. It's funny, in all my years I've been sucked and fucked in just about every possible way, I never before had a girl simply jack me off.
"It seemed to take only a couple dozen strokes of her hand up and down my cock before I felt that expanding ball of heat in my guts that said I was close to coming. It had been quite a while since the last time I had screwed a woman, and I had a lot of come stored up inside of me. Because of that I knew that, this afternoon at least, I was going to be able to keep going for quite a while. Even so, I wanted to come inside of her. I didn't care whether it was in her cunt, her mouth, or her ass, just so it was inside of her body, with her heat wrapped around my cock, not just her fingers.
"I tightened up every muscle in my middle, especially my ass muscles — an old trick I had learned many years ago — to keep from coming and with frantic fingers I fumbled at her bikini bottom, seeking the snap or button or whatever to open it. Finally, in desperation, I just pulled them off, ripping them down around the lush curve of her hips, pulling her legs up to get them off, then throwing them to one side. My urgency seemed to be transmitting itself to her. As soon as she was completely naked she spread her legs wide in invitation, then her hand pulled on my cock, pulling me forward and down between her legs.
"As I settled between them she brought her knees up on either side of me, lining my body up with hers. Then her legs lifted completely off the blanket, wrapping themselves around my waist, her heels pressing against my ass. Her hand pulled my cock back and forth, rubbing it along and between the lips of her cunt, then she stuck the head of it against her opening and with her feet began to push down on my ass. forcing my cock Into her.
"It felt like she was on fire. I had never before felt a cunt so hot, and as her heat transferred to me I felt my cock getting bigger and bigger, almost as if it was going to explode at any minute, and I don't mean just by coming, It actually felt like I had a bomb sticking out from between my legs, sticking into that boiling hot, wet cunt underneath me.
"While she pulled me down hard with her legs, then with her hands as her arms went around my back, I used my muscles to hold back, letting my cock slide in a fraction of an inch at a time, teasing both of us by holding back. All the time my lips and teeth were busy, kissing her neck and shoulder, biting lightly at her ear. My weight was supported on my elbows, and my fingers wrapped tight in her hair, turning her head first one way, then the other. I bit her right ear, blew gently into it, then turned her head and darted my tongue deep into her left ear, wetting it with my saliva, then blowing into it as I had done the other one. All of that, combined with the slow penetration of her body by my cock, was having the effect I had hoped for. She was getting hotter and hotter, closer and closer to an orgasm. Above all, I didn't want to come before her, to disgrace myself with a girl fifty years younger than me, and I had to use every ounce of willpower I could muster and every trick I had learned in a long lifetime to hold back while I brought her body to a fever pitch.
"Finally, when it felt as though my body was one large cramp from my fight to hold back my climax, she began to moan and twist under me, and I knew that she was ready. I let my body settle down over hers, my cock sinking all the way into her cunt, bringing forth a loud groan from her as it hit bottom.
"I let it rest there for a moment, loving the feel of her hot cunt walls wrapped around the full length of my shaft, then I slowly drew it out until just the head was inside of her pussy. At the top of my stroke I paused again, while her legs pulled frantically at me, then slid down until I was all the way inside again. Up and down, in and out ... I kept my pumping slow at first, letting her passion build, then faster and faster as I felt her coming to a climax.
"I felt the little ring of muscle at the entrance to her cunt beginning to quiver and grip at the shaft of my cock, and I began to lunge up and down as fast as I could. I relaxed the tense hold I had on my own reactions, and in seconds the head of my cock felt like it was on fire as the come rushed to it, then into her body.
"Her orgasm came at the same moment, and her heels began to beat at my ass, pounding against me, as her body arched up under me, her butt completely off the blanket as she strove to get every last fraction of an inch of my cock into her. Her body thrashed under mine, twisting and turning, and every muscle in her cunt came alive, grabbing and milking my cock, becoming even more heated and more slippery as our juices mixed.
"A mixture of shuddering gasps for air and groans of pleasure were coming from her wide-open mouth and her head was twisting from side to side as she let herself go completely, enjoying the heat of her orgasm. My hips were still hammering away, driving my cock in and out of her as my juice pumped from my cock. Then, with one last lunge, I forced myself as deeply into her as I could, stopping there as my cock gave one last jerk, ejaculated one last spurt of come. I felt her body collapse under mine, and knew that we had ended our orgasms together, as we had started them. A perfect come for both of us.
"As I slowly pulled my cock out of her relaxing cunt I was very happy to find that it wasn't getting soft, as I had been afraid it might. I have always been blessed with a cock that seemed to be willing to stay hard for as long as I needed it, but, with the advancing years, I no longer had the total faith in it that I once had.
"When the head finally slipped from between her cunt lips I looked over to where Hiram and June were laying, to see that they, too, were just finishing up. As I got to my feet Hiram rolled off of her, smiling widely, and I knew that he had enjoyed his experience as much as I had mine. I got to my feet, and did something that I should have done earlier, if I hadn't been in such a rush to get my cock into Sandy's cunt. I quickly stripped off all my clothes. As far as I was concerned the fun was just starting, and I wanted to be properly undressed for the next act.
"When I got my clothes off, I left Sandy on the blanket, with her eyes still closed, and stepped over to where June and Hiram were. I got there just as June started to move toward Hiram. I guess she had finally caught her breath from the screwing he had given her, and had decided to continue the action. She was headed for Hiram's cock with her lips open, but then she saw me and suddenly changed direction.
"I was only standing about two feet away from her, and my still stiff cock was pointed right at her. She looked at it, for a minute, then I saw her tongue wet her lips and she began to move towards me. I wasn't at all sure what Sandy would think of me changing horse in midstream, or what Hiram would think of me shoving my cock down his girl's throat, but when her lips touched the head of my cock in a soft kiss I forgot all about them.
"Her soft, wet tongue circled gently about the head of my cock, licking it all over, then she dropped her head below it and ran the pointed tip of her tongue around the supersensitive flesh of the ring just behind the head. Her lips planted little kisses all over it as she moved, then her tongue traced a line along the bottom of my shaft, all the way back to my balls. Her mouth opened wide and she sucked my sac, gently squeezing my balls against the roof of her mouth. She sucked on them for a minute, then let them slip out of her mouth, tickling the sac with just the tip of her tongue, sending shivers all through my body.
"Her lips moved back up my shaft, then wrapped around the head of my cock. My body-reacted instantly, my hips sliding forward, guiding my cock deep into her mouth. She was on her knees right in front of me now, her hands wrapped around my thighs, one finger tickling between the cheeks of my ass.
"Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sandy get up, and for a second I worried about what she might do because of my deserting her. I need not have worried. She walked over to Hiram, watching us, dropped to the blanket next to him, and began to suck on his cock just as June was sucking on mine.
"After a few minutes of June's busily moving tongue I had to start concentrating on not coming again. I hadn't expected to get so hot again so soon. It must have had something to do with the age of the girls. I hadn't screwed anyone that young in over thirty years.
"Finally I had to pull my cock out of her mouth or come right then, and I was still worried that the next time might be the last time for the day. I didn't want to waste it. I pushed June's mouth away from my cock, then dropped down onto the blanket next to her.
"As June started to lower herself from her kneeling position to lay next to me, I urged her body around until she ended up laying on her stomach, nude, the way I had first seen her. The sight of her laying there on her stomach when we first came down to the beach had sent ideas through my head, and now I intended to follow through on those ideas.
"I bent over her and began kissing the back of her neck, taking little bites from the soft flesh, pulling gently at little blonde hairs with my teeth. Slowly I worked my mouth downwards on her body, kissing each shoulder blade, running my tongue lovingly over each little bump on her spine.
"At the base of her backbone, just above the crack of her ass, there was another fine, thin patch of golden hair, and again I teased her body by pulling gently at them with my teeth. Her breath was coming in great, shuddering gasps, and I knew that my actions were really turning her on.
"Her flesh pressed up against my lips as I moved my head still further down her body, my tongue running lightly into the crack of her ass. With my fingers I spread her cheeks, bringing into view the tight little brown pucker of her asshole, I let my tongue continue to trace little paths along the bottom of her crack, coming a little closer to her hole each time. She was squirming around underneath me now, and I knew that there was nothing I could not do with her body. She was totally mine, totally in my power.
"Once I knew that I had her ready, I let my tongue seek out her asshole, probing around it, tasting the sweetness of it, then working slowly into it. I later found out that no one had ever done that to her before, and that explained her reaction to my exploring tongue. When the tip of my tongue slowly forced its way into her tightly clenched anus, her whole body began to shake, almost as if she was having an epileptic fit.
"With my face holding the cheeks of her ass apart, my hands were free for other duties. I slid them under her, lifting her stomach up off the blanket. With one hand I held her in that position, and I sent the other down between her legs, my fingers running through the fine hair, moist with a mixture of sweat and her juices.
"I slid one finger between the lips of her cunt, feeling the erect little knob of her clitoris quivering away, then I slid into her pussy. She was already sopping wet and more moisture flowed around my finger as I forced it deep inside of her. The muscles of her cunt locked around my finger, holding it deep inside of her while my tongue continued to probe at her asshole.
"The smooth taste I was getting with my tongue and the combined smells of her asshole and dripping cunt were driving me out of my mind. I had to get my cock inside of her, so I gave her asshole one last loving, stabbing lick with my tongue, then pulled my face from her ass and moved back up on her body, my legs going between hers, forcing them apart into a wide vee.
"I kept the fingers of my one hand busy in her cunt, while with the other I directed my cock down between the cheeks of her ass, pressing the head of it against her anus, wet from my saliva. I began to ease it slowly into her, and as the head spread her asshole open June began to wither under me, crying out in a combination of pleasure and pain. It didn't take me long to realize, from her reactions, that she was still a virgin in her asshole, so I moved my cock in very slowly, pushing it in a fraction of an inch at a time to keep from hurting her too much.
"Finally I had the head of it all the way into her, and when the ring of her anus snapped shut around the shaft, after passing the larger diameter of the head, I almost yelled myself. Then she managed to relax her clenched anal muscles, and I eased my cock all the way into her, burying the full length of it inside her rectum. Once I had it all the way inside I held it still, moving my finger in her cunt to give her time to get used to the feel of my cock filling her ass. That's when Hiram and Sandy decided to make a foursome out of our little party.
"I was holding my weight off June's body with my left arm, my right hand being busy in her pussy, and I almost fell flat on top of her when someone moved my arm to one side. I looked up from my kissing of the back of June's neck to see Hiram, his legs spread on either side of June's head, sliding his body towards us while Sandy looked on.
"He snaked his legs alongside June's body, his right knee going between her shoulder and my elbow where it was pressed against the blanket. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled her head up, sliding under it until his crotch, and his upthrust cock, were right under her face. June, now ready for anything, opened her mouth wide and swallowed his? stiff cock, running her lips down the length of the shaft until she had it all in her mouth.
"To complete our little menage a quatre Sandy stepped over us, dropping to her knees with her legs on either side of June's head, her cunt right in front of Hiram's face, her ass only inches from mine. From his sitting position in front of her Hiram reached out with his arms, his hands going to her ass, and pulled her forward to where his tongue could reach into her waiting cunt. I could see the juice dripping from it as he began licking away at it. In pulling her forward to where his tongue could reach her his hands had spread apart the cheeks of Sandy's ass, and the tight brown pucker of her asshole was right in front of my eyes and my tongue, a tempting target just waiting to be tasted.
"It made for an uncomfortable position, supporting all my weight on my one hand, but I lifted my head until my face was against her ass and slid my tongue straight and deep into her waiting asshole, at the same time beginning to slowly pump my cock up and down, in and out of June's ass. While I was doing this I was also gently moving my finger back and forth in her cunt, probing deep in her pussy, occasionally giving the bud of her clit a little pinch or tickle. As my tongue slid into the warm asshole in front of me, Sandy ground her ass cheeks back against my face, giving herself the full benefit of my searching tongue.
"There the four of us lay, sat or knelt on the blanket, with me fucking June in the ass and fingering her cunt at the same time, June's mouth sucking away on Hiram's cock, Hiram eating Sandy's pussy, and me tonguing Sandy's asshole. What a picture it would have made if someone had come by with a. camera.
"We had all been playing with each other long enough so that each and every one of us was totally hot and ready to come. Hiram was the first to get his rocks off, into June's mouth, starting the chain reaction.
"His hips jerked up off the blanket, his weight supported on his hands as he began to shoot his load into June's hard sucking mouth. His reaction to the orgasm he was experiencing drove his tongue deep and hard into Sandy's cunt, and as her hands clutched at the back of his head, pressing his face into her crotch, her own orgasm came. In her shaking climax she jammed her ass tight back against my face, begging for even more of my tongue, and the taste of her ass and the animal smell of her flooding cunt set off my own climax, shooting my load into June's ass.
"With hot come flooding into both her mouth and ass, June could no longer hold out. She let herself go completely, and with a series of muscle-locking convulsions that had her body pounding up and down on the blanket she came, her ass muscles locking around my still jerking cock, her cunt squeezing tight around my still working fingers, and her teeth biting at Hiram's cock.
"When, after what seemed like-hours of jerking back and forth, it was all over, when each of us had pumped out the last drop of his or her love-juice, we untangled ourselves, pulling organs and tongues from various holes, and just collapsed for long minutes on the blanket, each of us fighting for breath. I was wishing mightily that I had brought an extra bottle of wine with me, because, right at that minute, I needed a drink to revive me more than I needed anything else in the world.
"I must have said something aloud about wanting a drink, because June, with a smile on her face, informed me that they had a wide assortment of wines back at their apartment, just waiting for us. As we left the beach, though, I couldn't help but wonder if any of us would have any time for drinking once we got there. I had a feeling that the rest of the afternoon and the evening was going to be filled with something much more strenuous than pulling corks out of bottles."
Although each of the couples in this case history, Sandy and June on the one hand, and Hiram and Walter on the other, have made successful adaptations to their emotional needs, it is doubtful if any lasting relationship will be formed among the four of them. Rather than parting, we believe that they will slowly drift apart, seeing less and less of each other, with Hiram and Walter returning to their self-sufficient slide to death, and the girls probably settling down when they realize — from their experiences with Hiram and Walter — that sex is not something for the young only, and that they have a long life ahead to be enjoyed.