In Search of the Final Freedom: Chapter 48

In Search of the Final Freedom: An Erotic Socio-Political Novel: BOOK FOUR Sounding the Clarian Call Chapter 48 Waking Up in a Brave New World The events of Friday and Saturday had been a crossing of the Rubicon point for both the teen and the adult social groups that revolved around the Campbell family. Though that family had already made their personal transition some time before; their actions over the prior two days was creating a new social norm that would impact the future of all involved. Sure, the transition had been coming for some time, but this particular weekend would forever mark the “before and after” point for their social groups. Sunday Morning came early for all the Campbells as they slept in three different homes. In the rural countryside outside of Sparta, Georgia, Bonnie slapped the alarm clock when it rang at 8:00. She could vaguely remember that the clock had read 2:07 when she had set it for their Sunday morning wake-up. She swung her feet to the side of the bed. She so wanted to lay back down but she knew Cooper had to teach his Sunday School class and she would be needed in the church nursery during the main service. “I am just too old to stay up that late,” she said to her sleeping husband. Five miles away, in the Marshal home, the four girls had been asleep by 1:00 AM (or so). Though they had not been quite as active as the parents, they had not even begun to move, when Miss Slosh came into her daughter’s room at 9:00. Though Sarah had a queen-sized bed, with four girls it was filled. “Come on girls, it’s time to get up and get going,” she said yanking off the cover to reveal that among the four girls, there was not a single article of clothing. A groggy Sarah began to untangle her nude form from that of her best friend. She said “OK, OK, I’m up,” and then looked confused at Bailey and then turned to see Caitlin on the other side of Misty. “When did you two get into my bed?” Bailey sat up. “You don’t remember? Uhhh? Really early this morning. You smothered me with your kisses when I got into the bed with you.” Sarah looked even more confused. “Not that I minded, and not that you weren’t asleep five minutes later, but you were all over me for those five minutes.” Sarah’s mother laughed “Don’t feel bad girl. That has happened to me more than once.” Sarah glared at her mother “Yea, but you were stoned back then.” Ms. Slosh nodded, “Not always, but that is a good point.” Then she went on “I think your father and I have used all the hot water for our shower, so you might want to eat breakfast before you clean up.” Sarah pulled herself upright. Her mother continued, “Are Bailey & Caitlin coming to church with us? We won’t make Sunday School, but I think the whole family should go to the main service.” Waking up, Sarah replied, “Bailey is. I think Caitlin is riding with Misty, but I’m not sure.” She shook the two older girls who hadn’t moved. “Well then, you all need to get going. I’ve got grits, sausage, and eggs cooking. It will be ready in about five minutes.” From one of the motionless forms, Misty’s voice said “OK Mrs. Marshal, were moving.” “Yea I can see that,” Ms. Slosh said as she turned to leave. “Five minutes, come naked if you must, but don’t let it get cold.” Caitlin sat up. “I wonder what my mom would do if she walked in on us like this? Actually, she'd be cool with it, but she'd tell us to get dressed before her boyfriend finds out.” “What would he do if he saw?” Misty asked. “I think he’d send me to an exorcist” Caitlin sighed before sliding out of the bed. “Listening to your mom just now makes me so wish that the mom I grew up with would return and the phony churchy woman who has invaded her body would leave. Before him, my mom would have acted the same way as your mom did. Deep down she still wants to; but she doesn’t want to risk the stability that she's had the last few years.” Misty looked over and said "Yea, that is what my mom says too. She'd love to have the old Gina Richards to be her best friend again, especially with all that is going on. She thinks that your mom really would love joining in what the adults are doing now; but, like you said, she doesn't want to risk losing what she has." Misty gave Caitlin a hug before sitting up. There was nothing more to say. Bailey crawled out of bed and asked Sarah for a shirt. "I left mine downstairs." Sarah replied “You don’t need one. Just like at the Campbell's, nude is fine here. And you‘ve gone naked in front of my parents before.” “OK, if you say so. I just didn’t want to presume” Caitlin replied before she went down the hall to the bathroom. Sarah sat on the side of the bed and asked, “So, I wonder how many people Mom did it with last night?” She was not really expecting any answer from Misty who was rummaging through her bag to pull out her hair brush. “I guess we will just have to ask,” Misty said stepping to the full-length mirror on Sarah’s wall. She examined her naked body and began to run the brush through her hair “I will certainly ask my parents what all they did over lunch.” Sarah joined her friend in front of the mirror and began working on her own rumpled hair. Finishing her hair first, she said “I know it’s a little chilly, but why don’t we all go like this at first? We can put something on if we get cold.” Caitlin evidently saw she was serious and said “OK, OK” and took back off the tee shirt she’d just put on. The three girls went down the hall, at the bathroom they opened the door and told Bailey they were going to breakfast dressed as they were and she should do the same. In yet a third home, that of Trish Simms, the last member of the Campbell family was also getting a wake-up. Trish was making breakfast for her son and his guest. With the waffles cooking, she opened Byron’s bedroom door and looked to the two boys asleep in the bunk beds. “Rise and shine boys. We need to leave for church in less than an hour.” On the bottom bunk, Lamar opened his eyes to see Mrs. Simms in a blue lace robe that was hanging half-open. Looking up at her, nothing was really hidden by the loose lace, even better, the bottom was wide open so he had an unimpeded view of her pussy that was right at eye level. No matter how many times he’d seen her naked he loved looking at her. As always in the morning, his penis was full staff, just waiting to be jerked off. Impishly, he pulled the sheet completely off his body. “OK Mrs. Simms,” he said. Lamar knew full well he was showing her his morning hard-on. He was pleased and excited when her eyes clearly landed on his engorged organ. In the last couple of years, it had grown quite a bit, especially when it was hard. Since the summer, he’d found out that his hard-on was longer and thicker than his dad’s, and from what he’d heard, Mrs. Simms clearly thought his dad’s was pretty great. His penis however wasn’t hard for lack of use. In fact, his dick had been as busy as any at the adult’s sex party the night before. Last night when Byron’s mom had left the boys at her apartment for the party, Lamar pulled out a folder from his bag. Not only did he bring a porno movie from his parent’s bedroom collection, but a micro-SD card containing all his parent’s sex photos & videos and a complete set of the photos & video clips that Misty had brought back from Miami. On that fingernail-sized piece of plastic, Lamar had the only existent copies of over a hundred photos and seven video clips of Misty, Sarah, Bailey, and their friends having sex. He knew full well all other copies had been destroyed or the good parts had been cut out. Byron had been told there were no such photos… he LOVED them. For the first hour, the two boys looked at the photos & videos from Miami while they sat on the couch naked, jacking themselves and each other off. It was later, when they were looking at the photos of Lamar’s parents on the Caribbean cruise, that they first came on the “guy on guy” stuff. Though Byron had seen many of the photos from that trip, this was the first time Lamar had shown him the whole set. Bringing these photos to Byron’s house was a leap for Lamar. He wanted to see how his best friend would respond to them. They had been masturbating in front of each other for a year, and for over a month they had been jacking each other off. The day they’d first played with each other’s dick had been a huge leap. It had been the week that he, Misty, and his dad had gotten back from Tennessee. Byron and Sarah were hanging out at the pool with him. To impress Sarah, he and Byron had shown how they watch each other jack-off. She told them how hot she found it to watch them get off on seeing each other masturbate. Halfway through she said she wanted to see Lamar take Byron's penis in his hand and do him while he did himself. He had not hesitated to grab his friend's cock and begin to stroke. Not to be left out, Sarah went down on Lamar while he jacked Byron. Lamar couldn't believe how much the whole threesome turned him on. After Sarah had brought her boyfriend off and swallowed his ejaculate, she moved over and sucked Byron till he climaxed as well. While he knew it was not the first time Sarah had sucked Byron off, it was the first time she had done it since he’d gotten back from Tennessee. Watching her suck his best friend’s dick for the first time was super-hot. After all, he had heard how much his dad liked watching his mom get off with other guys, so why shouldn’t he enjoy watching Sarah? When she’d kissed him afterward, he knew he was tasting both of their spunk in her mouth. It was enough to get him hard again. The next day, Lamar called his mother in Tennessee and told her what had happened between him and Byron and Sarah. He knew what he told her would not bother or even surprise his mother. It did surprise him that she already knew because Mrs. Simms had watched the whole thing from inside the house. And, it was not the first time Lamar had asked his mom about homoerotic sex. Lamar had been looking at the full set of photos from the cruise since they first arrived at the house. In that set were a good number of photos of his father giving and receiving oral sex from both LeMarco men as well as photos of Martin LeMarco with his penis all the way in his dad's ass. When he first asked his mom about those photos, he was both confused and encouraged. To know his dad did the things he'd secretly fantasized about doing was assuring to him. To Lamar, it was natural to find it super-hot to see all those photos of Mom having sex with other women; but, seeing his dad enjoy a man fucking him was something totally new. He wasn’t prepared to tell her that he’d whacked off while thinking about sucking dick for years, but he suspected that she knew it didn’t bother him to know his dad did. She pointed out to him how there were a hundred times as many pictures of his dad having sex with the women on the cruise than with the men. She assured him that his dad was certainly not gay. With that in mind, Lamar asked his mother if enjoying playing with Byron’s dick made him gayish. She had actually laughed as she assured him that it did not. So he had taken the leap to directly tell her that he really wanted to try sucking off Byron. She didn’t seem surprised at all. Rather she just said “Just make sure he wants it too first. But I suspect if you offer to suck him off, he will not refuse. I can’t imagine any fifteen-year-old turning down a blow job.” She went on to directly tell him “Both your father and I enjoy sex with both men and women. We like it quite a bit. But that does not make either of us gay. It makes us normal. I've never told you, but my very first sexual experience was with my best friend. I had a lot of sex with guys in high school, but my first was with a girl. And you know full well that your sister’s first lover was Caitlin and you know for sure that she is not gay.” He'd actually laughed at that proposition. He didn’t know how many times in the past six months he’d heard his sister say how much she loved screwing guys… and then there were all those photos. His mom went on to tell him how way back in the 1950’s a college professor and his students had interviewed thousands of men who had grown up before World War II about the sexual things they had done over their lives, as adults, teens and kids. She said, “It turns out that even in the late 1800’s boys learned about sex from doing it with each other more often than not. And that was back before anyone talked about sex and no one had ever thought of the idea of sexual orientations and all the silly labels that people want to put on teenagers these days. So playing with your best friend's penis doesn’t even begin to say you don’t want to do it with girls, or that you are romantically attracted to guys. My guess is that while it felt good to feel Byron's penis in your hand, you like it even more when Sarah does it to you.” He quickly confirmed her conclusion then he told her, “I like getting off with Byron, but with Sarah, it’s different. Am I too young to say that I love her?” His mom assured him he was not too young, and the conversation shifted from asking if he was gayish to one about his growing feelings for Sarah. With that casual shift, the guy-on-guy thing was both normalized and put to rest as an issue. That was nearly a month ago. In the meantime, he and Byron had seen several of the Euro-Club guys suck each other’s dicks right in front of everyone. It seemed clear that Misty’s friends didn’t think guys giving guys oral sex was any big deal and Sarah told him that some of them fuck each other too. That conversation with his mom had happened a little under a month before the night of their parent's sex party. It had been with all that in his mind, he had made a point to take pics of his dad having sex with men to Byron’s apartment. He had come over with a plan for what he and his best friend would do while his parents were fucking their friends. For years in the future, they would debate who went down first, but either way, by the end of the night Lamar and Byron had both sucked the other to orgasm not once, not twice, but three times each. Knowing the older guys who dated the Euro-Club girls were cool with sucking dick helped quash any homophobic feelings. He'd had Byron's dick in his mouth for over an hour all told, and they’d fingered each other’s ass as well. He was surprised at how much he'd enjoyed doing it. Giving oral sex to Sarah was still new, but right off he could see giving a guy head was both different and the same as doing it to a girl. One thing that was easier when sucking dick was that he knew right off when he was doing it right. He had no problem getting Byron to cum, while it had taken three tries to get Sarah off the first time. He couldn’t wait to tell her all about it, but decided to wait till he saw her. He was sure she’d think it was cool and want them to do it in front of her at the first possible opportunity. Though he knew it seemed odd, he was looking forward to telling his mom about it as well. She seemed to act like his sister’s stories about sex made her look like an adult, so he reasoned that this should make her treat him more like an adult as well. With all this background in his mind; when Mrs. Simms walked into Byron’s bedroom on Sunday morning Lamar rolled out of the bed to stand right beside his best friend’s mother. He was quite proudly sporting his erection as he moved to stand quite close to her. Sure, he knew Mrs. Simms had seen his hard-on at the pool many times over the summer; however, standing this close to her in her home was clearly something different, more personal, more sexual. Even the fact she’d let Byron hang a photo behind his bed of Bailey, topless on the beach, made Mrs. Simms more desirable. He was hoping for at least a flirty smile… if not more. Without thinking he reached down and began stroking his hard cock. Right off, he was surprised that she didn’t respond in a way that said she liked what he was doing. No flirty smile. No coy laugh. In fact, it was almost like what he was doing made her nervous and embarrassed. Thinking back to all the pics and video clips of her fucking and sucking guys just a few years older than him, most of whom didn’t have dicks as big as his; her response was confusing. But while she was not acting as he expected, it was definitely turning Lamar on big time. Thinking with his hormone-addled fifteen-year-old brain, he made himself believe she must be just as turned on as he was. It simply didn’t occur to him that rather than exciting her, it was upsetting. She didn’t seem to notice what he was doing as she reached to nudge her son awake. She stayed in that position waiting for Byron to respond for what seemed to Lamar to be quite a long time, but in reality, it was less than ten strokes of his staff. When Byron stirred and Mrs. Simms turned and saw what Lamar was doing, her face stiffened and flushed. Without a word, she pulled her robe closed and turned away from Lamar’s masturbation. As he watched her leave the room and walk down the hall, he remembered all the pics of her having sex. Looking at her fine ass through the lace robe, he imagined her bending over for him to fuck her. His fantasy quickly led to him spewing semen across the floor before Mrs. Simms had turned into her own bedroom. He made a point to groan loud enough so that she would surely hear he’d cum. From behind him, he heard Byron say “Jacking off in front of my mom, you got balls” “Not in front, behind.” “Yea, but I’m sure she heard.” Turning, Lamar smiled, “Yea, and I bet she liked it.” “You are a sick bastard.” Byron jumped off the upper bunk. “Well, you got your rocks off, so get some clothes on, and go let’s eat.” Back in the Campbell’s home, Cooper stood in front of the bathroom mirror. To himself, he said, “Cooper, that was a night to remember.” He knew he’d never forget it. While the cruise in February and then the party at the LeMarco’s had been the things of teenage fantasy, last night was different for Cooper because it was his closest friends from home. Though both Mike and Herb were older than him, he’d known them all his life; and two of the three younger men he’d watched having sex with Bonnie, he’d known since they were children and had known their parents even longer. Yet, he enjoyed watching so much he rather felt guilty, or would have felt guilty had not his wife very obviously enjoyed their services more than he’d enjoyed watching. And then there was what he’d done. Sure, he’d absolutely known he was going to have sex with Marcy… Slosh. Even when she’d come by the house to bring decorations in the afternoon, right in front of Trish, she’d given him a deep tongue kiss and told him how much she was looking forward to having sex with him. But the time he spent with her was nothing at all what he’d expected. Not that it was not enjoyable, but it was not what he’d expected… and it included Sherry Connors who was old enough to be his mother. Having sex with Sherry was both a surprise and surprisingly erotic. How a woman in her mid-sixties could be so sexy and move the way she did was, even now, baffling to him. From her comments before she left, he was sure he would experience making love to her in a more conventional setting sometime in the near future. He was surprised by how much he looked forward to that. More surprising was Tabitha though. He simply had no idea she was infatuated with him. While she was not a classic beauty, he was learning that friendship and respect for his partner, not stunning beauty, is what transformed casual sex into fulfilling encounters. He was thankful Bonnie had given him a heads up on her feelings for him before the young woman approached him in the warm water of the swimming pool. Her soulful kisses had convinced him that she had indeed wanted him for months. Since he’d held off cumming during the “performance sex” with Slosh and Sherry, he was ready when she’d wrapped her thighs around him in the water and eased his erection into her as they talked and kissed. When Bonnie had suggested they take it to the living room so as to move the party back indoors, they had done just that. As they made their way from the pool to the living room, Bonnie had let them know they were the opening couple in what she intended to be a round-robin of couples and threesomes. She let them know it was up to them to set the tone for the remainder of the party. Bonnie had two plans for the party, one was hopeful and one she thought was more realistic. The realistic plan had been after the stories, the guests would break up into couples or groups for sex then everyone would go home. Her “hoped-for” plan was that after sex, her friends would gather in the game room for food and to process what had just happened. Once they were relaxed, Bonnie’s hope-for plan was to invite those who were still there to join her in the heated pool before she initiated a structured time of couples having sex one at a time in the center of the living room/harem as the others watched and socialized. Cooper knew his wife had been thrilled when her hoped-for plan worked out nearly perfectly. As Bonnie had requested, his sexual liaison with Tabatha had lasted about fifteen minutes, but it had been a very active fifteen minutes. They both worked to set the pattern for the couplings that would follow. It most definitely had elements of both performance sex and of a quicky. They moved rapidly from fellatio to cunnilingus to vaginal sex. Once their time was coming to an end, Tabitha had made it clear she wanted him to cum while they did it. Given he’d been holding back so long, that was an easy thing to achieve. His orgasm had been quite powerful and afterward, he found himself looking forward to making love to her in a more conventional manner in the future. It took some time for the group to begin treating the sex in the middle of the room as simply background so that a lively conversation among those around the circle was enjoined. Sure, the talk tended to be sexy, but it was not just about sex. Cooper knew from listening in to his wife’s conversations with Sherry and Slosh over the past week that that normalization of the sex had been her final goal for the party. As “Act # 3” of the round-robin sex, Bonnie made good on her promise to spend time with Brandy when she invited the younger woman and her husband to join her in a threesome in the center of the circle. They’d been at it for a while and he was enjoying watching Bonnie enjoying Dwight’s penis while she ate out Brandy; then Amy Douglass dropped her bombshell. Over the sounds of Dwight’s banging, Dr. Douglass told everyone how much Bonnie and Cooper enjoyed it when he ate her to orgasm after another man had left his semen in her… or as she said “Injected cream into Bonnie’s muffin.” She went on to suggest the men, in appreciation for her work in putting the party together, give Bonnie a “thank you fuck.” With a wicked grin she added, “That would also give Cooper a cream-filled muffin as a thank-you dessert. I don’t know about you, but I’d enjoy watching that.” This had been a total surprise, but he suspected that her little speech had been planned well in advance. Neither he nor Bonnie voiced any objection, though he wondered if her suggestion would work out under these circumstances. It was only after Dwight had done the filling and Cooper had brought Bonnie off by his eating that their friends began asking questions about what Amy had said, and what they had just done. Sue Ann, Beth Ann, and Ronda all said they had never seen a guy go down on a woman after another guy had cum in her. Beth Ann said, “I once dated a guy who would do it after he’d cum in me, but…wow, watching that was super-hot… and kinky.” Once Ronda and Mike started up in the middle of the room, Bonnie said cryptically “For us, it is not about kink or even being hot. It is about a special memory that sort of symbolizes Cooper’s love for me. That particular memory is from when we had only been dating for a few months. Until a year and a half ago it was only about the past, I never expected it to be anything more.” Her words only piqued more interest, so Cooper began telling the story from his perspective. “As I already told you, when we were dating Bonnie continued her active sex life. We’d first gone out right at the beginning of the spring semester, and by late April we had a standing date on Friday nights and she’d stay the night with me in my apartment. As a 5th-year architecture student, I had a graduate assistantship and so I was both a full-time student and I was teaching two Introduction to Architecture classes. My schedule was very full and my free time very limited.” Bonnie put in “And I was on an academic scholarship and was double majoring in English Lit and Secondary Education, so I was super busy too… though I still had time to go out on Saturday nights… with other guys.” Cooper picked back up “So from Friday night till I took her back to the dorm on Saturday afternoon was really our only official date each week. That was the case from that April after we’d only been going out a couple of months, until a year later when she moved into my place as we planned the wedding.” Bonnie added “Though we ate lunch together on campus whenever we could. And in the fall he was given a tiny office as a graduate assistant… and I should say, in that tiny office we had quicky sex dozens of times over that year.” Cooper smiled at the memory and nodded, “But that was months after this event. It was the second week of May, the Friday night before finals week.” Bonnie cut in again “We were not the kind of people who had to cram for finals, we actually learned the subjects so a final exam was no big deal for either of us. We both had already turned in our end-of-semester projects, so we were looking forward to a great weekend. For the first time, I was going to stay with him both Friday and Saturday nights.” Cooper nodded, “So I showed up at her dorm door at 5:30 as always, but when she opened the door, she was already naked and flushed. Before I could react, she was in the hallway, totally nude, pushing her tongue down my throat.” Bonnie jumped in again. “It was so hot, especially when a group of people came up the stairs and stopped dead when they saw us. Of course, since it was me who was naked in the hall, it didn’t cause THAT much commotion.” “Yea, she thought it was hot because she wasn’t a GA and for me that kind of thing was risky. But at that moment my mind was putting two and two together. She was sweaty, flushed and naked… and her mouth tasted strongly of semen. Even before she got me inside and told me so, I suspected she’d been having sex not long before I arrived.” Bonnie again jumped in “Not just that, I’d been doing a pair of twins. They were both on my list of guys in the dorm with whom I had sex as sort of a way of releasing stress. By then, I had been in that dorm for nearly three years. Though I’d lost some at the last graduation, I had a list of close to two dozen guys who passed their audition and made it to the list that every guy in the six-story dorm wanted to be on. So that they didn’t get the wrong idea I made a point not to call any guy more than about once every three or four weeks. Given that for several semesters I’d been taking two or even three,” she used her fingers to air quote the word “study breaks” a week, I needed a good-sized list.” Cooper had never heard her describe it that way, it was comical and she got a few laughs. “My dorm was set aside for those with partial or full academic scholarships, mostly hardship cases like mine where the room and board was as much a barrier to education as tuition. As such, it was filled with guys who were… let’s say, not the most socially active guys on campus. But, they were nearly all super sweet, grateful, and very compliant in bed, in short, the perfect playmates.” That had gotten laughs, even Ronda got distracted from sucking Mike’s dick and laughed out loud. Bonnie went on “Half of the guys in my dorm that I did it with had never had sex before, some had never even seen a set of boobs in real life.” That got more laughs. “So, after my last class, I called up both brothers. You see, I’d done both of them more than once, but I’d never done them together which I knew was a fantasy of theirs. Because I knew Cooper was prompt, I didn’t shoo them out of my dorm room till 5:25.” Cooper took back over “Once we’d made it into her room I looked to her bed and sure enough, there was a rather large wet spot. Now, understand, she knew I knew she had sex with other guys a couple of times a week. Just the weekend before at the architecture department’s annual picnic, she pulled one of my best friends behind some trees and sucked him off. Though to be clear, I knew that before she and I had started dating, she’d had sex with him more than once. He’d actually been the one to introduce me to Bonnie, but he did it so I’d get laid. He never thought I’d actually fall for Fuck on the First Date Bonnie. So when she and Bill rejoined the party and she pulled me aside to give me a kiss, she knew that I knew I was tasting Bill’s spunk in her mouth.” Bonnie cut in “That was not just random. I was working up to finding out if Cooper really was serious about being with me, the real me. It was only after he’d not gotten mad at the picnic, I planned the real test. That was what I was doing when I told him that I’d just had sex with two brothers and I laid on my bed and spread my legs to see if he would stay. You see, I’d had two other relationships in college and they’d both ended when the guy realized I really was the slut people said I was. I didn’t want to go further with Cooper unless I knew without a doubt, he knew what kind of girl I was, and still wanted to be with me. Jackie, my former roommate said I was nuts to rub it in his face like that, but I knew if I let this relationship go further, and in the end, he couldn’t accept me for who I was, it was better to end it now rather than later.” Cooper then answered the question the other women at the party had really been asking. “So, this is not the first time I’ve gone down on her right after she’s had sex with another guy. But on that day Bonnie didn’t know that I’d already decided she was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I wasn’t ready to actually ask her to marry me yet, but I knew I would. And, I completely understood why she was doing what she was doing. I also knew why she’d given Bill that blow job at the picnic the week before. She was trying to get me to ditch her. Well, that wasn’t going to happen. Even then I knew it took a lot of courage for her to spread her legs to draw attention to the semen on the sheets, in her pubic hair and even beginning to come out of her vagina. She was making herself totally vulnerable to me. Yes, that is what she was doing. While she was making herself physically vulnerable to me, I knew that the emotional vulnerability she was showing was far more profound. She was trying to make it easy for me to reject her. That courage made me love her even more.” Bonnie came back “Yes, I was terrified, but listen to how he describes it. To him, even when he was only twenty-three years old and we’d only been dating for a few months, when he saw me like that, with cum from casual sex literally oozing out of me, he thought of it as making myself vulnerable, not slutty. He saw what I was doing as courageous, not whorish or even kinky. That is just who he is. My best hope was that he would get on top of me and show me he was OK with sloppy seconds. That is what I expected Cooper to do. But when he went down on me and gave me oral sex the same way he always did I nearly cried. I knew he loved me, but how could he love me enough to do that? But he did. He didn’t give any indication that he even knew he was eating jizz. He just worked on making me feel good. Even more, he never mentioned it until I brought it up the next day. After that, I knew I’d found the guy who would be my husband, though I didn't tell him anything of the sort for half a year.” There were literal gasps of astonishment at the story. Ronda, who had completely stopped blowing Mike quietly said “Damn, no wonder you love him so much.” As Cooper stood in the bathroom looking in the mirror, recalling how Bonnie had laid all that out to their friends last night, a wave of love for his wife rolled over him… and for the thousandth time he marveled that a woman like Bonnie had married him. But Bonnie wasn’t done “That is why when last year, the day I first had sex with Vic Banning, the very first time, I called Cooper home and had him eat me out. And at the luau, and at the party at the LeMarco’s and after I’d done the three workmen. At each big moment, we’ve done this. To us, it’s not a kink but a form of bonding.” Hearing her describing it like that, he knew she was right. Giving her cunnilingus after she’d had sex with another man (or men) was a very special and symbolic act. It had been that first time all those years ago, and it continued to be so… even if it was also super sexy. Some half an hour after Bonnie had given that declaration, Cooper lay on his side watching Butch ease his exceptionally long erection into Bonnie. Just prior to this moment, he’d been surprised at how much his wife had clearly enjoyed… relished… in performing fellatio on the top half of his shaft. She didn’t even try to take it all down (as Slosh had done before Bonnie had joined in), but she clearly was totally into giving him head. Cooper had been sure she would have kept on for much, much longer if she wasn’t keeping to the time constraints. As it was, she’d laid on her side, facing Cooper, and invited Butch to give her the snake. So it was that Cooper’s head was only about a foot away as the long shaft spread her inner lips and slowly disappeared into Bonnie’s body. Even though a good two inches was still showing, it was obvious from Bonnie’s rapid exhale when Butch hit bottom. Despite the ongoing conversation in the room, Cooper could clearly hear the wet slurping sounds as Butch began to stroke. Soon a ring of white formed around his cock as he displaced the portion of Dwight’s semen that remained deep inside Bonnie. Oddly, as he watched, Cooper found himself thinking about an article he’d read in his studies on sexuality. Evolutionary biologists postulated that the human male penis had evolved the round head and coronal ridge specifically to displace and extract semen from a female’s vagina. The theory was that by displacing the prior man’s ejaculate, the new man was more likely to procreate. Inherent in this theory was that for hundreds or thousands of generations, humans had practiced communal insemination. While this seems outlandish to modern humans, his studies said that many anthropologists don’t think so. Those who studied the very last communities un-contaminated by intensive early agricultural culture, which nearly universally turned women into chattel, found that communal insemination was quite common. The idea that women, not men, carry the seed of life and men were only needed to “water” the seed was nearly universal. This belief led to practices that encouraged communal insemination… just like their group was doing tonight. As he watched his wife enjoying Butch’s attention, Cooper supposed that the scene in his living room of friends talking, laughing, and all of them having multiple sexual encounters over the night might have been the norm for hundreds of thousands of years. Hunter-gatherers lived in groups of about twenty adults, and women nursed their children till they could keep up with the adults which acted to inhibit further conceptions. And, of course, for those hunter-gatherer groups, the term ‘adult’ meant teens as soon as they were able to procreate. With such a young population the sexual urge would have been constant. After all, what other pleasures were available to ancient humans? He considered the idea they might be simply recreating socializing from 50,000 years ago. His thoughts had been interrupted when Bonnie said “Give it to me now. If I don’t cum, Cooper will finish me off.” Much to Cooper’s surprise, within a minute Butch pressed his penis in as far as it would go and climax. Since he could see a good two inches of the shaft, he watched the urethra expand and contract as he pumped his semen into Bonnie. It was quite a sight. Even before Butch had stopped cumming, Bonnie said “Do me until I tell you to stop” as if she had the full expectation that he could, and would, do what she said. Again, to Cooper’s surprise, he had done just that. Butch began thrusting hard, slamming his dick into Bonnie’s cervix over and over. Her reaction made it clear that was exactly what she wanted and soon he began to force his own semen out of Bonnie to mix with Dwight’s. Without forethought, Cooper reached out and put a fingertip to the sticky puddle that had collected on the inside of his wife’s thigh, scooped it up and put it to his mouth. He had done this a second time before Bonnie said “OK Butch, now it’s Cooper’s turn. He can push me over the top now.” As if it had been rehearsed, Butch slowly eased his long penis out of Bonnie (still hard) even as Cooper was sliding over to her. He paused just before the snake’s head came free for Cooper to finish closing the distance. The moment the tip cleared Bonnie’s little lips with a tiny slurping pop and a stream of semen, Cooper was there. Though he had wanted to appear as if he was paying no attention at all to the cum, there was just too much of it. Before he clamped his mouth over her entire mound, he used his tongue as a scoop to push most of the cum mixture from her inner thigh to where his lips were able to gather it up. He was pleased that he’d accomplished it in one smooth move, but it took several moments and several swallows to clear the swampy mess enough to begin cunnilingus. He knew exactly how she wanted him to do it though. He’d done it hundreds, thousands, of times. Whenever she had a hard time cumming from penetration she often asked him to put her over the top with his mouth. Using his decades of knowledge about her body, he brought her to her first orgasm while she lay on her side, but for the second she rolled over on top of him which brought a fresh batch of semen. Even before she was spent, the next couple had begun. When they were back in their place as mere spectators, she kissed him and thanked him. “Your face is so wet and sloppy. Is that Dwight and Butch?” “Yes, it’s both of them and you too” he quietly responded. “There was way more of it than I’ve ever run into before.” She laughed and said “You are the best, do you know that?” before she gave him several kisses on his beard and cheek to clean up the messiest parts. As he looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, Cooper said, “Yes, it was a night I will never forget.” At just that same moment, a few miles away, in the Marshal household, Mr. Marshal was pouring orange juice when three naked teenage girls rounded the corner and strode into the dining room. Looking up as they arrived, he paused briefly. Though he clearly attempted to act as if nothing was unusual, Misty noticed that his eyes quickly, but thoroughly examined Caitlin. To be fair to Mr. Marshal, she knew that Caitlin could have easily graced the cover of Playboy. She was a classic beauty in face and figure. Mrs. Marshal seemed to notice her husband’s reaction then said to the girls, “Well you made it down” as she brought a big bowl of grits from the kitchen. “Where is Bailey?” She showed not the slightest notice of their nudity. “Oh, she’s coming, she was in the bathroom,” Sarah said taking a seat. Misty waited to see where Mr. and Mrs. Marshal were going to sit before selecting a chair for herself. They were both fully dressed for church, which made her feel more naked than she ever did at the pool. Of course, she knew Mr. Marshal had seen her nude every Sunday for most of the summer, but even then she thought he seemed uncomfortable. Now she could see his very evident discomfort up close. She leaned over to Sarah and whispered “Is your dad OK with this?” Without whispering, she answered, “Why not, it’s not like I wear clothes at your house.” “But…” Misty responded. “OK” Sarah said exasperated. “Dad, do you mind if my friends eat breakfast before they get dressed?” Her father paused and looking down at his plate said, “Whatever makes them comfortable. I was just a little surprised. I’m still getting used to this public nudity thing.” “We are not in public, this is our home and you have been around us when we are nude all summer,” Sarah pointed out. In defense of the girls, Mrs. Marshal interjected “Well Mike, you were certainly comfortable with the public nudity thing last night.” Bailey’s arrival saved him from his wife embarrassing him with further comments. Mrs. Marshal seeing her hesitation offered “There you are Bailey. We’ve been waiting on you.” Then she looked right at Sarah, “OK girls, you made your point, yes it is perfectly OK to come to breakfast naked, but, you know full well it is too chilly in the house to go like that this morning?” Sarah said, “It’s fine Mom.” “I beg to differ, the goose bumps on your skin says it is cold in here, so you four go get something on. And hurry back before your food gets cold” Mrs. Marshal said. The girls were quickly back sporting tee shirts & sweat pants, but to make a point, Sarah wore a tee shirt and nothing else. She’d asked Misty to do the same but Misty had declined with the idea it was one thing for Sarah to challenge her mother like that, it would be rude for her to do the same. Mrs. Marshal shook her head when she saw her daughter enter the room. As she sat Sarah opened with “Well mom, who’d you do it with last night?” Mr. Marshal interjected, “I don’t think that is exactly something you should be asking your mother.” “Come on Dad, in Miami, I stood not three feet from her while two complete strangers fucked her for like an hour. I doubt she did anything wilder than that last night.” Her father didn’t say anything, not even about her language, but it was obvious she had won the point. “So Mom, who’d you do it with?” Putting down her glass of orange juice she recited as if she’d been expecting the question. “Think of it like a fancy sexual dinner with multiple courses. For an appetizer, my friend from school, Carlotta, and I made out with your father and jointly gave him a blow job. My two main courses were threesomes with Sherry & Cooper and later with Amy Douglas & Butch. Over the night I also had sides of oral sex with Dwight, Trish and Calvin. For dessert, I had a cream-filled muffin from Ronda.” While Bailey seemed confused, Misty knew exactly what she meant. So, she put in “Which you enjoyed I supposed.” With a grin, Ms. Slosh said “Of course I did. I developed a real taste for cream-filled muffins when Gerta lived with us and I haven’t had one since she went back to Germany.” Seeing the confusion on the girl’s faces she explained “You see it seems sometime in the past week, Misty’s mother made the mistake of telling Amy Douglas how much she and Cooper found they both liked it when Misty’s father went down on her after a man had ejaculated in her. So, after our break in the pool, Amy put the guys up to thank the host couple by giving Bonnie a thank you fuck and provide Cooper with what she called a cream-filled muffin.” Though Misty had understood what Mrs. Marshal meant from the first, a light of understanding lit up in the faces of the other three. Now all the girls laughed and Misty asked “And did they?” “Dwight, Calvin, and Butch did.” The girls laughed again. Sarah asked her mother, “OK so you had two threesomes and did oral with three more people. That’s a start. You told us that before you met Dad you made a living by telling people your sex stories … so tell a sex story.” “I’m not sure what all to tell you. Sherry and I put on quite a performance with Cooper and by the time we all took a break, everyone at the party was watching what we did. It wasn’t like normal love-making sex, we didn’t keep doing one thing all too long before we went to the next. In truth, for the first time in twenty years, I really put on my Slosh Hidelman act. Since Sherry seems to come as easily as I do, that meant we were able to work up to orgasms pretty fast before moving on to the next thing. We didn’t take time to savor but rather focused on giving a show. The fact that both Sherry and Cooper are masters of cunnilingus also helped. They both got me off that way, and I came twice while Cooper banged me. Changing positions so quickly must have helped Cooper hold back from cumming himself. He did really well at that too.” Sarah looked to her father “What did you think of watching Mom have sex like that?” Mr. Marshal didn’t have to think before answering “It was simply amazing to watch. Even I could tell she was putting on a show and it was a show to see for sure. It was like she was helping me understand her in a way I never had before. I mean it’s one thing for her to tell me sex with all those men was a performance, but it was something else to see it live.” He seemed to think some more, then looked right at Sarah and said “I know how much your mother enjoys having sex with a variety of men. I’ve always known that. On our very first date, she told me she had sex at work nearly every day, and she did it with both the staff at the Blue Globe and with special clients. She told me how much she enjoyed having a wide variety of sex partners and that she did not plan to change her lifestyle one bit. She didn’t say it directly, but she was letting me know that I had to accept that as a prerequisite for any relationship. Yet, less than a year later, she gave it all up when we got married. So I know how much she gave up to have the life we have here in Sparta. Watching her with Cooper and then with Butch simply reminded me of that. It also made me so very glad she has been able to regain her true self while keeping what she’s built here in Sparta.” Misty glanced over to Mrs. Marshal, she was listening intently and appeared quite pleased with what her husband was saying. He continued on, “While she was doing her thing with Cooper and Sherry, she was putting on a show; but later, with Butch, she was simply enjoying it for herself. I could see how much she liked every second of sucking on his cock then when he put it all the way into her, she let out this moan of deep pleasure that everyone saw. It just reminded me of how much she gave up when she gave up being Slosh Hidelman.” Ms. Slosh turned and kissed her husband, “No matter what I gave up, it has been worth it.” Then she turned to Sarah “Yes I gave it up for twenty years, and if I had to do it all over again, I’d do the same. Yet I don’t have words to explain how excited I am to be able to be my true self in front of Mike, my friends… and you. Perhaps most of all with you because my own mother was never able to do that.” She seemed to think for a moment then shifted back to talking right to Misty. “While your mother had her turn with Dwight and Brandy, Mike was sitting with Ronda and she had given him a slow hand job the entire time, so even before your dad was done eating his first muffin of the night, I asked your mom if she wanted Mike and Ronda to give her a joint thank you once your dad was done. She let me know that she was going to need a break, so Ronda just pulled Mike to the center of the room and they started up, but Ronda got so caught up with your mother’s story about when they were in college that they got sidetracked and didn’t finish their little thing until after your dad had eaten his second muffin.” The girls again laughed at how she said it. Then Ms. Slosh turned back to the four girls as a whole, “When Mike and Ronda picked back up, it was getting late. From the clock over the Campbell’s fireplace, I could tell we’d been back from our break for over an hour, and I knew things would soon start to wind down. Actually, it had been an hour and a half, and for most of that time, one couple or threesome had been in the center of the room while the others watched and talked. Watching Mike and Ronda have sex was really great for me. She is so sensual and sexy and everyone could see the chemistry between them was really good.” Mr. Marshal put in “Yea, I’ll admit it was pretty great, but it wouldn’t have been half as good if Slosh hadn’t been just a few feet away watching… and enjoying Amy playing with her while she did.” The girls all looked over to Ms. Slosh. She nodded, “Yea, Amy and I hit it off. After our great threesome with Butch, she and I more or less spent the rest of the evening snuggled up. And yes, while we watched Mike with Ronda, Amy was playing with me. She kept me right at the edge of orgasm while Ronda did the same with Mike. I actually began to worry about him trying too hard, so I reminded her that Mike was a fifty-two-year-old lawyer, not a twenty-one-year-old bull rider.” The girls laughed. “You laugh, but I really was worried. And I guess she got my point and flipped him over to do all the work herself. As I said, for an hour and a half it had just been one couple or threesome, but to make the point that the night was about over, Bonnie came and lay on a pillow beside Mike so that Calvin could give her his thank you fuck. Soon it got quite busy and noisy. Ronda was giving it her all riding Mike while Calvin was on top of Bonnie banging her hard. It was super-hot, too much for Mike and quite loudly he began to cum.” Mike nodded. “I could only hold back so long, and when Bonnie started moaning and groaning as Calvin fucked her right beside me I just let it go. Even as I was cumming I told Bonnie I’d have to fill her muffin for Cooper another time.” The girls laughed again. Slosh went on “Earlier, when Cooper was eating his first helping of cream-filled muffin, I told the group how much I’d learned to enjoy that particular dessert when Gerta had been with us; so, without asking, when Mike finished his orgasm, Ronda stepped over to me and put her newly filled muffin right to my mouth.” Bailey asked, “What did you do?” “I ate it of course.” The girls laughed once more. Mike explained, “Yea. Ronda went right from riding my dick to riding Slosh’s face.” He looked at Sarah, “Of course, your mother didn’t mind one bit and gobbled up the cream and her pussy both. While that was going on, Bonnie had gone to all fours so that Calvin could wrap up his thank you fuck. In just a couple of minutes, he began injecting his cream into our hostess’s muffin.” Sarah’s mother jumped in, “Of course, I couldn’t see any of that” as she stood up to begin picking up the breakfast dishes. “My face was still covered by Ronda’s yummy muffin.” Another laugh. Ms. Slosh looked over to Misty, “When I was done with Ronda, your mother was sitting on your father’s face while Brandy was riding his dick, screwing him like crazy. It seems he’d recovered from his time with Tabatha pretty good.” “But Slosh missed that transition” Mike put in. Misty didn’t comment, but she was amused how Mr. Marshal seemed to have completely gotten over his reticence about talking about what happened at the party. She was glad he had. He continued, “You see as soon as Calvin pulled out of Bonnie and she was still up on her knees, Cooper slid under her. So, the last five minutes of the party were quite active. Slosh brought Ronda off while Bonnie sat on Cooper’s face to feed him his last bit of dessert while Brandy rode him hard. Right after Ronda sat back down with me, Cooper turned Brandy over and drilled her till he came. And that was the end of our group’s first orgy. Was that enough story for you girls?” They all smiled, nodded, and said it was. He then wrapped up with “Afterward, we all talked for a good while before the party broke up. It was obvious that everyone had a great time.” Mrs. Marshal began gathering up the dishes, she looked over at Misty and said, “And thank you for letting us use your photos from Miami. Everyone loved them and I think you have some women who want you to shoot glamour nude photos of them. You can be sure both Sue Ann and Beth Ann will corner you at church this morning.” Then she thought about it and added “If they make it.” Misty had not expected her parent’s friends would want her to shoot them, but she was instantly excited about the idea of having new models. And, perhaps they might even pay her something. “Oh, great,” Misty said. “Thanks for letting me know.” Mike added, “I was really surprised how many of the people there last night had old photos.” Coming back from putting dishes in the sink, Mrs. Marshal said, “What he means is that a surprising number of my friends had old naked photos of themselves. But, we don’t have time to tell more stories. You girls need to get dressed for church while I clean this up.” Attendance at Cooper's Young Couple’s Sunday School class was light. He had to wonder if those who were there knew what the rest of the class had been doing the night before. Despite how open he and Bonnie had been in the youth group, he had never been so with the Sunday morning class. Though he took a decidedly more liberal tone, he stuck with the United Methodist curriculum and had generally avoided sexual issues. He simply didn't think the class offered him the same distance from the main church program as did the youth group. And, it had mostly been Bonnie, not him, who had been the one to deal with the controversial topics with the teens. After class, Bonnie went to the church nursery. Brandy, who was scheduled to work the service with her had not been in Sunday School. She didn’t drag in until the main service had already begun and Bonnie was scrambling to care for six infants and toddlers by herself. She had to work to keep the feelings of annoyance down as she waited for the younger woman to arrive. After all, if she could get there in time, so could Brandy who was much younger… and the babies in the nursery didn’t care one bit how late they’d been up. While the children were arriving before the service Marcy had stopped by to say she had thought the party had been a hit; as did Tabitha and Beth Ann. It was nice to get some affirmation for not only the party itself, but by inference the new open lifestyle she was advocating. The top of the Dutch door swung open and Brandy’s chipper voice said “Hi Bonnie, sorry I’m late.” Opening the bottom half of the door, she came into the nursery and continued “You see last night’s excitement continued into this morning.” She then lowered her voice “Sue Ann came home with us and, well, by the time she and I got out of bed this morning I was so hot and sweaty again that I had to shower before I could come to church. We didn’t have time to get the kids ready, so Dwight is home with them.” “OK, that will do for an excuse for being late.” Then looking across the room, she said, “You can tell me more, but first let’s check to find out who is smelling up the place.” After finding and changing not one, but three diapers, Bonnie and Brandy sat in the two rocking chairs each with a baby in arm. “OK,” Bonnie said quietly, “First tell me what you thought of last night.” Brandy took a breath, looked to ensure the door was closed then began. “As you know, until last night the only person I’d ever had sex with in my life was Dwight. So, I was really nervous when we went to your bedroom; excited but nervous.” She scooted her rocker closer. “But as soon as we got started, my nervousness just went away and I was completely into it all. It’s like I’ve been building up to this for years and now I’ve done it. Like I told you last night, the whole experience in your bed with Calvin, Sue Ann, and Dwight was simply wonderful. Better, way better than I’d expected. Like I said, what really made it great was knowing that Dwight was right there with me and loving it at least as much as I did. When I first put my mouth on Calvin’s dick, I was like I was thinking ‘I can’t believe I’m really doing this.’ But by the time he moved to put it in my pussy, I was totally into it and all I could think of was how much I wanted him to fuck me. Right before he put it in, I made a point to look right at Dwight. His eyes were glued to Calvin’s cock as it went all the way into me. His eyes were big, and it was really obvious to me that he liked watching Calvin doing me. I don’t know if you saw, but Sue Ann, not Dwight took the phone pics of all of that because it was like Dwight couldn’t tear his eyes away long enough to take pics.” Bonnie nodded, “Yes, I saw that from the living room. I think you both will be glad you have those photos from your very first time with another man.” Brandy nodded again as she went on “Oh yea. I looked at them this morning. They are so hot. Not artistic like the ones Misty does, but hot just the same. I couldn’t believe how quick and easy it was for me to cum while Calvin did me that first time. I don’t normally have orgasms with Dwight on top like that.” She seemed to think then corrected herself, “But, I guess he wasn’t actually on top when I came, he was on his knees holding my legs up. I think he did that so Dwight and Sue Ann could see his dick going into me, but feeling it and seeing them watching me was more than enough to get my first orgasm of the night. But it was far from my only one. I think that while we were in your bed before we all went outside, I had twice as many orgasms as I’ve ever had at once… and while it took a few years, I’ve learned to cum several times every time Dwight and I do it… and we have been doing it a lot in the last year. More than ever before. But in your bed Calvin made me cum a good five or six times. And when Dwight was doing me doggie while I had Calvin’s dick in my mouth, I came twice more… and Sue Ann made me cum more than once both of the times she went down on me. I simply didn’t know I could cum that many times. And that isn’t counting when you and I had our threesome with Dwight later on, or when we had our threesome with Sue Ann when we got home.” She took a few breaths. Bonnie let her continue at her own pace and did not interrupt. “Before the party, I was pretty sure I was going to do it with Calvin, and I’d hoped I’d do it with you, but I didn’t even imagine making it with Sue Ann, and even if I had, I would not have dreamed of how much I would enjoy it. I could spend a whole night just making out with her. And when she went down on me, it was out of this world.” She seemed to realize what she said then added “Not that I didn’t love my time with you. I loved holding and kissing you and it was as wonderful as I’d dreamed. I am so looking forward to Tuesday when I bring the kids over and we get time for just us.” Bonnie, with all honesty, said, “I’m looking forward to it too.” Then she added, “But I’m glad you and Sue Ann hit it off so well. “Educational experience hugh? And how did you like the mirror above my bed?” “Oh, we have done it in your bed before. Perhaps you didn’t know that twice during the family swim days this summer, Dwight and I went inside to have sex in your room. Given how many people looked in on us while we did it, I was sure you knew. Though we shut the door both times, from what DJ told us, quite a few people, including all three of our kids, saw us getting it on through the glass. After that first time, we said we wanted a mirror, but after last night we are definitely getting one as soon as we can. It was so cool looking up and seeing both of us doing it with other people like we were in our own porn film… but it was real and it was us doing it.” Bonnie had not known they had done it in their bed at the family swim days, and she’d certainly not known that Abigail & Owen, her younger kids, had seen them. But from what Beth Ann had told her last night about Tracy having seen couples doing it in her bedroom, she supposed she should not be surprised. After all, Brandy and Dwight had been the first couple, after her, Cooper & Trish, to have public sex at the adult swim days. Brandy continued, “I’m sorry we missed Sunday School, but Sue Ann and I were snuggled up talking and kissing for so long that I lost track of the time. If I didn’t have to help you in here,” she looked around the nursery, “I’d probably still be in bed with her. Snuggling up, and feeling a woman’s body on mine is so different from a man’s. That was totally new for me. I’d never even kissed a woman before last night… well not in a sexual way I mean. I’ve looked at a lot of girl-on-girl porn, but it doesn’t convey the real experience.” Bonnie nodded. She was sure Brandy was so full of new thoughts she would burst. When she got to the part where she described how she and her husband watched each other having sex with someone else at the same time, she was so excited that she got loud. Bonnie had to say “Shhhh, quiet.” Later when she told what it was like for her when she and Dwight had their threesome with Bonnie in the living room, she again began to talk too loud. “… and with all our friends watching you eat me out while Dwight was banging you as hard and deep as he could, how could I not cum… and cum again. It was like our wildest sex fantasies were coming to life… with our church friends watching!” Though Bonnie reminded her to keep her voice down, she was quite happy to see how much Brandy had enjoyed it. “OK, I will try to keep a lid on it, but it’s hard not getting excited when I say it out loud like this.” Brandy lowered her voice before she went on to tell how, right there at the end of the party, she’d seen Cooper was hard again so she decided to do it with him too. “I asked Dwight if he minded, and he was like ‘go for it, so while you sat on his face feeding him Calvin’s cum, I sat on your husband’s dick and started grinding my clit as hard as I could on him. It was like nobody thought it was any big deal for me to have sex with Cooper just because I could and I wanted to. And it was such a turn-on knowing all my friends were watching me fuck Cooper in the middle of your living room like that. I didn’t realize he and I would be the last act of the party, but as you know once he got on top of me, I got the final load of cum for the night… at least at the party. I bet we weren’t the only ones to have sex after we got home.” As Bonnie listened with a smile, Brandy went on to tell about what happened after the party ended and she and Dwight had gotten back to their house. “When we… I mean all three of us…me, Dwight, and Sue Ann got into our bed, Dwight was hard again and couldn’t wait to feel sloppy seconds in my pussy for a second time in a night. But, the truth is, since I’d only put on my short satin robe when we left your place, nearly all of Cooper’s cum had been left in the seat of our mini-van. He didn’t seem to notice. He only did me for about five minutes before Sue Ann said it was her turn. I didn’t mind though. By then I was really spent. At the party, I’d come more times than I could count and my thighs were sore.” She made a face and said, they still are. Brandy went on with her narrative, “He rolled off me and she got on top and went to town on him. Though I was too tired to participate, I really liked watching them. I don’t know how they had the energy, but they did the whole thing as if they just started. Watching them have sex right in our home, in our own bed, made it different than when we were at the party, more personal.” Bonnie finally interjected, “Yes, I totally understand” as she began to stand up. “Hang on, I think little Susan over there just did her thing.” Brandy’s story took a break as they made another round checking diapers and each getting a fresh baby to rock. Once settled back down Bonnie told her to continue. “After they’d been going at it for a good while, Sue Ann looked over at me and asked if I would be willing to help her have one final orgasm. When I said I would, she asked if I would get her off by licking her clit while she sat on Dwight. I think she’d noticed that while she and you had both gone down on me, I’d yet to try eating pussy myself. From what I can tell I am the only woman in our group who has never had sex with another woman… well before tonight. Not that I didn’t want to, I would have happily gone down on you last night, but it just hadn’t worked out that way. The truth is, while we were having our foursome, I kept waiting for Sue Ann to ask me to eat her, or just put her pussy in front of my face, but it didn’t happen.” “Having gotten a little rest and because eating her out would not take the same muscles that screwing did, I was excited to do one last thing. Sue Ann reversed her position so she was facing Dwight’s feet and laid flat on her back. Only half of his dick was in her so I could see the rest of his shaft, all shiny with her fluids. Next thing I knew I was between their legs. It was so amazing to see him in her, up close like that. Now in that position, she couldn’t move him in and out, she just rocked a little. I watched for just a minute, but I was so ready to do it. I leaned down and took a long lick, starting at the base of his dick and up the shaft until my tongue pressed on her clit. I’d tasted myself on Dwight hundreds of times, but I’d never tasted another woman. Just knowing it was her pussy juice I was tasting got me super turned on. I know I keep saying that everything was the most amazing thing, but each new thing I did was like a new high. Do you understand what I’m saying?” Bonnie smiled and nodded. Brandy continued, “Like I was saying, it just kept getting better and better. It was so cool, running my tongue up him and onto her. It was like we were all focused on that one spot where all three of our bodies met. In a night full of amazing things, it was just one more fantasy come true.” Bonnie put in, “I’m glad to hear that each new thing was a positive experience for you. Some people get experiential overload. I was actually a little worried that might happen to you.” “No, each new thing just made it better and better. But when Dwight felt my tongue on both him and her like that, it was too much for him and he came right after I started. But I didn’t stop doing her even after he pulled out. After all, it’s not like I haven’t been eating his cum since I was barely fifteen years old. Instead of stopping, I doubled down and gave her oral sex the way I like it done to me. I got her off one last time just like she’d asked, then we finally went to sleep. I’m sure it was well past 3:00 AM. Then this morning when we woke up, she and I made love. I mean really made love in all the ways two women can. That is actually why we missed Sunday School. I just didn’t want to stop. I actually had to make myself share with Dwight when he finally woke up.” Bonnie just nodded in understanding. Brandy went on “It's odd, up until just a few months ago, even the fantasy of having sex with someone else made me feel guilty; but, this morning, right here in church, I don’t feel any guilt at all.” Bonnie could not help but say "I’m glad it was great for you and you don’t have any regrets. It's not like that for everyone.” She thought for a moment and asked “You didn’t say, but how’d Sue Ann end up going home with you guys?” “I just asked her. Bold as can be I asked if she wanted to spend the night with us rather than go home by herself. It was just that simple. I’m sure it won’t be the last time she spends the night with us. It was great, not just the sex part but just having a friend in my bed with me and Dwight.” Bonnie agreed, “I know exactly what you are saying." "Though I really wanted to keep her to myself this morning, I didn’t. When Dwight finally woke up he had his normal morning wood even after cumming four times in the seven hours of the party last night, then again when we got home. He got on her and they began to screw. It was while they were doing that, DJ came in to ask if we were skipping church today. He had no idea we had company, though he stopped in his tracks when he saw what was going on. As I told you already, it wasn’t the first time he’d seen people having sex in real life. From what he told us over the summer, he saw couples doing it every Sunday we had a nude swim day.” Though she knew it would interrupt the story, Bonnie had to ask “Who else did he see having sex?” “By the end of the summer, all three of my kids had told me about seeing couples having sex at least once, even Owen. Though to be clear, he wasn’t interested in the least, he just knew the older kids thought it was cool. But mostly it was from DJ. Every week on the way home we got a report from him about who had done it and what he had seen them do. He saw Mike & Slosh, Ashely & Chad, and Beth Ann & Calvin do it more than once, but you should know , that all the adults shut the French door to your bedroom, so what the kids saw was through the glass. He also told us about the time he caught your husband in the kitchen with Trish. He said he saw Cooper screwing her as she was bent over the sink. I guess they thought nobody would know they were having a quicky while they’d gone in to get drinks.” With a laugh, Bonnie said, “Oh, I knew they’d done that, but they had no idea they’d been seen.” Brandy replied, “Well, DJ must have watched the whole thing because he gave our entire family a detailed description from the moment Cooper put it in her until he had his orgasm.” She paused, thought for a moment, and said, “It is amazing how just this summer, talking about sex has just become totally normal for our family. Though what Owen understands as a nine-year-old boy, he thinks is kinda gross. But I’m pretty sure Abigail is right on the cusp of understanding, not quite there yet, but she knows she’s missing something.” Bonnie just shook her head. “Yes, I remember when Misty was at that point. And if my Lamar had been in DJ’s place and seen your husband doing Sue Ann in my kitchen like that, he would have done the exact same thing.” Both women laughed at the predictability of teenage boys before Brandy continued. “While the kids saw some of what the adults were doing, they saw a lot more of the teenagers. You see all of the adults shut the French door at the family days, the Euro-Club girls left it wide open when they had sex in your bedroom. I guess that is your house rules.” “Yes, it is,” Bonnie confirmed. Brandy nodded and went on “From what DJ said, over the summer he saw Jeanette, Iris, Haley, and Caitlin having sex more than once. Sometimes he told us about seeing the girls just doing each other, but from what he told us I guess Gregg had sex with one of those girls pretty much every Sunday he was there. I think when my son saw couples go into the house, he made a point to creep in to see what they were doing.” She laughed, “I actually had gone in once and saw Gregg, Rebecca, and Jeannette go at it with your door wide open. It was really hot.”
Bonnie laughed and said, “Yea, I’m sure it was.” What she did not say was that she had concerns about liability. Given what Beth Ann had told her about her ten-year-old Tracy seeing people having sex, and now Brandy was saying that her ten-year-old and eight-year-old had done the same, she knew she had missed something important. Since he was only a year younger than Lamar she was not concerned about DJ having seen people have sex at her house, but the younger kids could present a problem. Until last night she honestly had no idea that the elementary school children had been watching people have sex at her home. While she did not believe seeing couples making love was harmful to those younger children, she also knew that kind of thing could cause her and their movement real problems. She would need to revise the house rules for next summer. Brandy lowered her voice “Next year Gregg will be eighteen, perhaps I’ll get a turn with him too.” Bonnie laughed again but she knew that was an issue that needed some thought before next summer. She had no idea how to handle that issue after what Trish had done in Miami. Yes, she would need to revisit house rules for family swim days before next summer. Brandy went back to her story, “So, I knew DJ had seen quite a bit of live sex over the summer and of course he’d seen Sue Ann in the nude as well, but walking into my bedroom and finding his dad screwing her while I watched was something else entirely.” Bonnie looked up from the baby in her arms. " How did he react?" Brandy laughed, "Oh, he knew about the nature of the party and what we expected to happen. On Thursday night, we had Trish and Byron over. Dwight and I wanted to talk to her about the party and how she so easily went from her old life to her new one. I think you know she was a real mentor to me when I was a teenage single mom. Byron is only eight months older than DJ, and for the first few years, nearly all of DJ’s clothes were hand-me-downs from Trish. While she and I talked in the living room, DJ was in his room with Byron looking at all the photos and video clips Misty gave Trish from the Miami trip, including all those of his mom having sex with all those different people. I guess there are a lot more of them than she showed last night. I had no idea what they’d been doing until he told me after they’d left. I’m not upset, but it was a surprise. I think my husband was a little jealous that DJ got to see them and he didn’t.” Bonnie laughed then said “Yea, I bet he was. But, last night she only showed the best photo of her with each of her partners. There are at least a dozen more for each of the ones you saw.” Brandy just nodded. “From what DJ told me, Byron is really proud of having a mom who, as he says, is a super MILF. So he told my son we were going to have a sex party. This summer when Lamar showed the boys the video you made of you and the builders and the clips from your swinger cruise, both boys became convinced that it is totally cool to have a mom who younger men want to screw. After all, he really looks up to Byron and Lamar, and they think it’s great what you, Trish, and Marcy do, and he positively idolizes Misty, Bethany and Sarah. Bryon told him that he expected his own mom to have sex with at least a few people at the party and DJ should assume the same. So, when he saw his dad doing Sue Ann, it confirmed DJ’s hopes that his parents would join the cool crowd… and by extension so could he.” Once again, Brandy was telling Bonnie things she’d not considered. Now she saw how, and why, DJ would very much want his parents to join the free-sex community she had been building among the St. Thomas women. She, not for the first time, wondered how many ways her actions had impacted those around her without even knowing it. Brandy kept on, "DJ just looked at his dad on top of Sue Ann, then back to me and asked if his dad and I were going to start having sex with our friends like all the other parents did. I knew he meant the other parents of teenagers in our Sunday swim group. Until he said that I hadn’t considered that even before last night’s party, every one of the mothers of those in our group who were around his age, Byron, Lamar, Sarah, and Bethany, openly had sex with other men, and with each other. Dwight and I were the outliers. I hadn’t thought of that, but he clearly had.” That was something Bonnie had not thought of either. And yet, now Brandy pointed it out to her, it was something the teenagers in their group clearly had thought about and discussed among themselves. Brandy continued, “Of course, the fact that his father was doing just that right in front of both of us answered his question; but that didn't keep Dwight from looking over to our son and telling him that we were.” Bonnie nodded and finally agreed, “So, he wasn’t freaked out by what he saw going on in your bed.” “No.” Brandy replied, “Not at all. I had expected Dwight to get off of Sue Ann as soon as DJ came in the room, but he didn’t. In the past when DJ, Abigail or Owen have caught us having sex, and they’d done that more than once or twice, we always stopped what we were doing when we realized they could see us. Since June, after none of them expressed any horror at actually watching us doing it at your house, Dwight and I have increasingly been doing it in the living room and kitchen and well where ever the mood hits us. Last year, you told our group that when your kids walked in on you that you and Cooper never acted like you were caught doing something wrong, so that is what we’ve been doing, we just stop and normally go to our room to continue. So, there is no question they know what we are doing. And they can see their dad’s hard-on when he pulls out, but by now they aren’t weirded out by that either. But this morning, Dwight didn’t stop, instead, after telling DJ that we were going to start having sex with our friends, he folded Sue Ann’s legs up to her chest and began drilling her really deep. Though I’m sure he will deny it, I know without a doubt that he did that to show off to DJ; because when they moved it gave our son a clear view of Dad’s dick going into Sue Ann. I’m certain he did that deliberately.” Bonnie snorted “Men!” “No, not men, boys.” Brandy responded. “While Dwight has really grown up a lot in the past six or seven years since he decided to be a real father to our kids; sometimes, he still reverts to that teenage boy who got me pregnant in the cab of his Ford pickup. This morning was one of those times.” Bonnie couldn’t help but laugh. Perhaps all men did that from time to time. “He was showing off for our fourteen-year-old son like they were peers. Sue Ann didn’t help matters as she, by moaning and groaning, made it quite evident how much she liked what he was doing. It simply egged on my over-grown adolescent husband. Like I said, he will never admit it, but he was showing off for DJ. And I know full well that by the time I get home DJ will have seen the phone pics from last night and heard all about his dad fucking you and Mrs. Marshal and how he filled four different pussies with his cum before we left the party.” Bonnie laughed “Yea, I’ve known Dwight a long time too, and I think you are right.” Bonnie held up a hand “But, I have to give credit where credit is due. Giving it to four of us last night at the party was a pretty impressive feat. And I’ll confess, he was a much better sex partner than I’d expected. I was surprised and pleased with how attentive to what I wanted him to do he was.” Bonnie noticed a funny, if amused, look on Brandy’s face. “You can thank Nadine Appleton for that.” “Nadine Appleton?” Bonnie queried. “Who is she and why should I thank her?” Brandy explained. “Nadine Appleton was Dwight’s girlfriend in the last year before he decided to grow up and be DJ’s father… well, I should say DJ’s and Abigail’s father since he had already knocked me up again by then.” Bonnie gave a confused look. “Bonnie, you have been at St. Thomas’s since before I got pregnant with DJ. I know it had to create quite a stir at the church when a fifteen-year-old girl in the youth group started showing her pregnancy. Even more so since my grandfather was a trustee at the time.” Bonnie actually did remember that. It had been a big deal at St. Thomas’s United Methodist Church. She’d only been in Sparta a year or so after she and Cooper had moved into his parent’s home from Atlanta. There had been more than a little tongue wagging and finger pointing. “You remember that Dwight and I didn’t get married until after Abigail was born, over four years after that. In between those two events, I was a struggling single teenage mother. During those years, he had several girlfriends, even still, when he came over to see DJ, we would have sex as often as not. Don’t ask me why I let him screw me so often when he came over to see our baby because I can’t give you a good reason. And in those years before he actually moved into my one-room garage apartment, I knew he came over more when he wasn’t getting laid. I don’t have a good answer as to why I did it, but I did. And like I told the group last night, sex with him was… well it wasn’t great… until Nadine. I can’t say exactly what she taught him or how, but over a period of about a year, while he was dating her, sex with him went from an unfulfilled promise to amazing. In that one year, I went from never cumming with him while we did it, to cumming more than once almost every time. By the time of DJ’s third birthday, I couldn’t wait to jump his bones when he got there.” “Since my place was simply a one-car garage made to look like an apartment, DJ was always in the room, sometimes he was napping, but as often as not, he was watching TV while Dwight and I had sex not ten feet away. Well before he was four years old, I came up pregnant again. Dwight moved in with me once I was showing, and we got married two weeks before Abigail was born. He continued to have sex with Nadine occasionally for that first year. We’ve worked it out since then, but at the time I just pretended I didn’t know, and with a five-year-old, a newborn, and pregnant again…with Owen; I was too busy for sex anyway. As far as I know, after that first year, I don’t think he’s done it with another woman until last night.” “Like I said, he’s grown up a lot since then. After Owen was born and I got my tubes tied, we began to have more and better sex. Once our son was out of diapers and I wasn’t tired all the time, it got even better. Things got better still last summer when our little women’s group started talking about sex and tanning topless. It turned him on for me to tell him about it, and telling him turned me on. But it really ramped up since the start of summer. Since that first time we went nude at your pool and had sex in front of everyone, things have been supercharged. Going nude in public every Sunday and all the sex talk while we are there revved us up for the whole week. And at home, we’ve experimented with toys, we’ve started telling each other our sex fantasies for the first time, and we have even watched porn together. More than once in the past six months, I have dragged him to the bedroom as soon as he got home from work and jumped his bones. Since that first Sunday, we have had sex nearly every day, even when I’m on my period. Saturday and Sunday morning sex, like this morning, is pretty normal for us now, so on weekends we usually do it twice a day and sometimes in the afternoon as well.” Bonnie was surprised and pleased she’d had such an impact on them. “You’ve never told our women’s group most of that. It helps me understand a lot of what you’ve said. And it’s great that you and Dwight have such an active sex life nowadays. There simply no way on earth Cooper could have kept up a pace like you guys have been doing even when he was in his twenties.” “Oh Cooper did pretty damn good last night,” Brandy said with a lascivious smile. “And I suspect sometime in the next month I’ll find a way to get the same extended experience that Trish and Ronda rave about.” Both women laughed before she went on “I’m not sure why I haven’t told you guys everything. But remember that first adult-only swim day. Dwight and I were the only ones other than you with Cooper and Trish to have sex in front of everyone. That day, even though we’d never done anything remotely like that, we screwed for close to and hour even while we talked to the other young couples.” Bonnie nodded as a picture of Brandy she’d not fully appreciated came into focus. Brandy had been all about going nude at the pool, and she’d been fascinated with Bonnie’s stories of having sex with multiple men on the cruise and then had borrowed the flash drive of her day with the three builders so that she and Dwight could watch it at home. She hadn’t said they would watch it while they had sex, but of course, now she realized that was exactly what they’d done. Brandy was also one of the most vocal proponents of the adult and family nude swim days from the very first. Additionally, she had been a cheerleader for having a sex party since the middle of the summer. And then there was the revelation last night Brandy wanted to be Bonnie’s lover. Yes, it all made sense, even if she’d not seen it before. However, all she said was “But, that first day you weren’t the only other couple to have sex. Remember that after Sherry blew Butch she screwed Herb however briefly; but I know what you are saying. I remember you talking to the others while you rode Dwight’s dick as if you’d been having public sex for years. I’m sure everyone remembers that day.” Brandy nodded and smiled in agreement. “So, this morning, over the noise of Sue Ann’s moans as Dwight fucked the crap out of her, I asked DJ if it would make him or his brother or sister uncomfortable for us to regularly have other people over to the house for sex. His eyes were glued to the action in front of him but he grinned with excitement and said he was sure his sister and brother wouldn’t mind. He’d moved closer to our bed after he’d come in so that from where he stood while we were talking, he actually had quite a good view." Bonnie laughed "Not that you expected him to say anything different when you asked." "No, I didn’t. But I followed up by asking if it were me having sex with Calvin Jefferson would it freak him out? That finally got him to look away from his dad and Sue Ann to ask if I’d done it with Mr. Jefferson at the party last night. I told him I had. Then I asked again if he came in one morning to see Calvin and me doing what his dad was doing with Sue Ann, would it bother him.” Bonnie asked, “What did he say to that? After all, I know you and DJ are pretty close.” She laughed “After I said I’d had sex with Calvin at the party, he just said ‘Cool. So, I crawled off of the bed, and let him know that I would be going to church to do my nursery duty, but he and the rest of the family would be staying home. I decided I would need a shower, so I didn’t bother to get dressed when I went to the kitchen to make his brother and sister a simple breakfast. And, I made a point to leave the door wide open when I left the room.” Bonnie asked, “So you went to make breakfast in the nude? Is that something you do now?” As if she seemed to recall something, Brandy said “Oh, I guess you weren’t in town when I told the others about our A/C going out. You see, the Sunday afternoon you were in Miami, we got back from the swim time at your place to find our house hot as an oven. It was really hot that day and the air conditioner had gone out while we’d been gone. Without any question or discussion, Abigail and Owen stripped back down to their skin and just a few minutes later, DJ followed suit. After all, they’d spent the whole afternoon nude, why would they think I would expect them to wear their clothes in our overheated house? That evening, for the first time, the whole family went nude at home. After that… well on weekends if it was warm, some or all of us would hang out naked. It’s not that we became nudists, but I guess we aren’t clotheist anymore either. If someone in the family is more comfortable naked than putting on clothes, they go naked.” It was just one more thing Bonnie hadn’t known. “So, this morning none of them thought anything of me making them breakfast without any clothes on. However, when DJ told Abigail and Owen to go look into Mom and Dad’s room there were some questions when they got back to the kitchen. So I talked with all three of them about the party and the fact we’d likely start having Sue Ann and possibly others from our group over to spend the night. DJ just couldn’t wait to tell them our friends would be coming over to have sex. Owen couldn’t have cared less. But Abigail was interested. Not excited like DJ was, but curious. She’s seen the photos on your walls and in your photo book, so I think she has expected me to start having sex with the men in our swim group for a while now.” After a minute or two, the first minute or two of silence since Brandy had arrived in the nursery, she added “Oh, talking about photos, I wanted you to know that when Sue Ann asks Misty about shooting nudes of her, she’s going to ask for me too. I hope that’s OK?” After saying it would be fine, Bonnie said, “Sounds like my daughter might be in some demand. But, I am sure she’ll be flattered.” “Well, she is obviously talented. Not at first, but if a nude photo session goes well and I like how I look, later on, I’d like for Misty to shoot me with Calvin… like… you know… having sex with him. I’d love to have some pictures like you have in your upstairs play room. While I appreciate Sue Ann getting those phone pics of me all three times I had sex at the party, they really aren’t very good compared to the pictures I saw last night.” Bonnie replied, “I’m sure she’d be more than happy to do that too. If you want you can use my bedroom again and sort of recreate what you did last night.” Brandy said that was exactly what she was hoping to do. For several minutes Bonnie rocked the baby she was holding in silence. Brandy laid the child she held in a crib and began to change a wet diaper. Bonnie thought about the night and wondered what effect the events would have on her group of friends. So far, all the reports were good, but inside she wondered where this would all go. Before the service let out Brandy told her that she and Sue Ann had left her house at the same time. “She said she wanted to get a couple more hours of sleep before going over to her sister’s house for the football game at 3:00. She asked if I was upset that she’d not stopped when DJ came in the room. She said she’d heard that you, Trish, Marcy, and Ronda had all done it with other people right in front of your teenagers before, and since Dwight made no move to stop when our son came in, she didn’t either. While I told her that was fine, I most certainly am going to give my husband an earful for thinking with his dick and not his brain. I’m not saying I wouldn’t have said it was OK if he’d asked, but he didn’t ask. We hadn’t even talked about it.” Bonnie totally agreed with her sentiment. Dwight had no business making such a change in their home without first talking to his wife. Once the nursery was down to one baby, Bonnie told Brandy she didn’t need to stay any longer. Bonnie gave her a hug and said “I’m glad it worked out last night. But if you hit a bump in the road of this new way of living, don’t hesitate to call me.” While Bonnie awaited the last mother, Trish arrived at the nursery door. She was clearly agitated. Something was very wrong. She opened the lower half of the Dutch door and invited Trish into the nursery, then she half closed the top part to give some privacy as they waited for Mrs. Harris to get little Amy. “What’s wrong?” Bonnie whispered. “The boys, well Lamar.” Alarmed, Bonnie asked, “What about Lamar?” Trish swallowed and then spoke rapidly “This morning when I went to wake the boys up, Lamar pulls back his sheet to show me his… his erection. Not that I hadn’t seen him that way before, but it was different in that he appeared to be making a point to show it to me. Then he jumped out of bed and stood right next to me… like right next to me, so close his penis was almost touching me. I tried to ignore it while I woke Byron up. While I did, Lamar started to masturbate, right next to me. Well, that was just so inappropriate I quickly told them to get up and left the room, but I didn’t say anything to Lamar. As I walked down the hallway to my room, I heard him grunt like he was ejaculating as he watched me.” Bonnie knew Lamar had gone way too far. Not only had he really offended Trish, he had effectively forced her to unwillingly participate in his masturbation. While she was angered and appalled at her son’s behavior, she also felt guilty that she evidently had not provided enough guidance to him. Her world of open sexuality was simply not one that a fifteen-year-old boy was prepared to enter without clear guidance. She knew full well that Lamar had become rather proud of himself with the below the belt growth he had seen this year. And far from being embarrassed when he got an erection, he clearly liked to show his off. She suspected it might be because, like his father, his erection was fully two to three times the size of his flaccid state, which shrank to a sadly small size in a cold pool. She and Cooper had concluded by late summer that their son purposefully got himself to full staff before leaving the house to join them out at the pool. Though the water inevitably shrunk it down, Lamar made a point to walk around displaying his new endowment whenever he could. To be honest with herself she had sometimes wondered who in her family was so generously hung to pass on those genes. And to be fair to her son in their home masturbation, like other sexual activities, were not necessarily done in private. She knew she had rarely closed the door when using her “buzzy” as Lamar was growing up. She had no idea how many times he’d seen her masturbate. Likely a dozen times or more… a year. Since mid-summer she had walked into the game room to find Lamar stroking himself unashamed on several occasions. But to jack off standing next to Trish was clearly offensive and an intrusion on her. Bonnie responded to her friend’s concerns, “That is not OK. You can be sure Cooper and I will address this. He must understand that being open about sex is not the same thing as intruding on others.” “And not getting off fantasizing about his best friend’s mother” Trish added. “I’m not sure I can control the fact he finds you hot.” Bonnie whispered in her ear “And I don’t blame him either. Besides, you loved that the boys at the beach found you sexy, so why shouldn’t he? But what he did this morning was grossly inappropriate and we will firmly deal with it.” There was a knock at the nursery door. Mrs. Harris had come for Amy. After the baby and diaper bag had gone, Trish said “Well, this morning when I went to Byron’s room, my robe was pretty see-through and I left it untied … and I was bare underneath it.” Bonnie countered, “He’s seen you nude all summer and you have no obligation to hide from him.” Trish then asked “Do you think I’ve been inappropriate around Lamar? Should I have hidden the Miami pics and videos from the boys? Perhaps I shouldn’t have worn that lace robe this morning to wake them up or at least I should have tied it closed.” “Don’t start thinking that this was your fault” Bonnie said sharply. “It wasn’t. My son was way… WAY out of line.” “But I can’t help but think that I caused this?” “You didn’t cause Lamar to impose on you like that. What caused it was the raging hormones and poor impulse control of a fifteen-year-old boy. Don’t think you’ve done something wrong. He just needs a strong wake-up call that other people’s rights and feelings must be considered before his desire to get off. We will come down on him like a ton of bricks. This won’t happen again. I promise. OK?” When she didn’t answer, Bonnie looked at her friend and repeated “OK?” Reluctantly Trish responded “OK.” “Come on, why don’t you and Byron come out to lunch with us, we are meeting the Marshalls at the new restaurant out by the lake,” Bonnie said switching off the lights as they left. As soon as they were in the car, Bonnie unloaded on her son. She made it abundantly clear that it was not OK to masturbate in the presence of an unwilling partner, in this case, his best friend’s mother. He tried to defend himself by countering with “But Mom, you’ve seen me jacking off lots of times and you told me that it was a good thing I'm not embarrassed that you see me doing it. I mean just last week you came in-and-out of the game room while I was talking to Sarah on the phone and jerking the whole time. You even brought me a hand towel to clean up after I shot my load. So how is that different than what I did this morning?” On that point, Bonnie knew he was factually right, even if he was drawing the wrong conclusion. There seemed to be little question that to Lamar the summer's normalizing of nearly constant nudity in the house had evolved to mean that masturbation outside of one's bedroom was just as normal. School hadn't even let out yet in May when he'd first showed off his erection to the family at the pool. It was the very next week when she'd gone upstairs to make sure he was up that she'd seen him masturbating the first time. His door was wide open and when she stepped in, she found him fully naked on his bed stroking hard. He looked to where she'd stepped in but did not stop. That first time was a surprise, but not shocking or offensive. After all she'd masturbated with her bedroom door open since he and his sister were very small. She had no idea how many times he had seen his mother masturbating, so why should she be surprised he didn't stop when she entered the room.? Though she had walked in on him masturbating a good number of times since that morning, only twice had he actually started right in front of her. Both times had been when they were camping. Two mornings he got out of the tent while Bonnie was making breakfast wearing just a shirt and shoes while clearly not embarrassed about the firm erection on display. He walked around to the back of the tent as if he was going to pee, but instead jacked off. While it was true he was behind the tent, he was in full view of her as she cooked. Though he’d given her a full profile view of what he was doing, he didn’t seem to be paying her any attention at all… as if she wasn’t even there. It only took about a minute and a half before he shot a stream of ejaculate. Two mornings later he did the same thing, but this time Cooper and Misty were also out of the tent. While he did his thing, Misty had looked at her mom. Getting no response, Misty just went on as if there was nothing happening out of the ordinary. Lamar apparently did not see any difference between urinating and ejaculating. And yes he was right in saying that on the prior Wednesday, she had gone through the game room on the way to the laundry room to find Lamar stretched out, nude, talking on the phone to Sarah. Evidently, they were having phone sex as he was both talking and masturbating. Lamar had mentioned to her on the phone while she'd been in Tennessee, he and Sarah had been doing this a few times a week; but this was the first time she'd seen him in the process. She had told him that she thought it was something that was very positive and healthy for their growing relationship. So when she saw him doing it, she was not all that taken aback. Lamar went on for some time while Bonnie was in the laundry room folding towels before she heard the unmistakable sounds of her son climaxing. She waited until she was sure he was done before picking up a hand towel and going into the game room to give it to him. She saw Lamar breathing very hard and a shiny stream of semen ran from the middle of his chest to his right shoulder. A large white glob was on the arm of the leather overstuffed chair. She cleaned up the gooey puddle, then handed her son the small towel to clean himself up. She had actually been proud of herself for her calm and supportive actions. Right afterward she called Marcy to tell her what had happened. On one hand, she was glad he had a healthy viewpoint about masturbation; but on the other, while camping she should have said something then about consent. Now she was sure she'd left out an important conversation about getting the consent of both passive and active participants in his sexual explorations. But she had missed the teachable moment in the woods. She was sure that had led directly to this moment. In her best mother voice, she said “Because, young man, you were already masturbating when I walked in the game room the other day. If it bothered me to see you masturbating, I could have either done laundry later or asked you to go do that in your room. But you already knew it would not bother me; but, most people it would bother a great deal. Yes, I’m glad you are not the least bit self-conscious about masturbating in front of the family, it shows we did not raise you to feel shame about your sexuality. However, I should have made sure you knew that before starting a new masturbation session, you must ask those nearby if they mind you doing so." "But... how was I to know she would get all mad? She's seen me play with my dick out at the pool. She’s even seen Sarah blow me. And she didn’t object when Byron and I stood right at your door while she and Dad had sex. So how is that different from this time? Sure, I've never jacked off and splooged like that, but why is this different?" "You miss the point. You were at Trish’s home and you did not ask her if it would be OK if you masturbated right next to her. This morning you were looking right at her and obviously fantasizing about having sex with her. Because of that, she was an unwilling partner and that constituted sexual harassment at the least and many would call it sexual assault. Yes, she has seen you do it before, but the issue is not masturbation, but consent. Consent is not something you guess at or hope for, you must ask. At our home, around our family, it is different, you have been given consent to masturbate on an ongoing basis. You know that your father and I believe masturbation is healthy. We are all too happy that you are comfortable masturbating out by the pool, in the game room or even in the living room watching us have sex with our friends. But even in our home you would never invade my body space or your sister’s and begin to jerk off. Right?” Reluctantly he said “No, I wouldn’t”. Bonnie came right back at him, “But that is exactly what you did to Mrs. Simms, and you don’t even have her consent to start masturbating when she’s in the room to start with. What you did was impose your sexuality on her. That is against everything we stand for.“ Still trying to weasel out he said “So, if I’d asked if it was OK it would have been?” “But you didn’t ask. And if you had she would have said no because you are fifteen and she is an adult. She would not have consented to participate with you in having sex. And even if she never let you touch her, it would have been participation nonetheless.” “But what if I’d been jacking off when she came in the room?” “That would have been different, but even in that case, you are in her house, not ours so you would have to have stopped. But that is not what happened is it?” Finally conceding he quietly said “No Ma’am.” Cooper was all too happy to let his wife deal with the specifics but thought he needed to be part so he informed Lamar that he was grounded for a week, which mainly meant he couldn’t see or talk to Byron or Sarah except at school & church, even on the phone or internet. Though to some it might seem a light punishment, it was in fact the first time they’d ever grounded their son. Bonnie added “And you will apologize to her when we arrive at the restaurant. Do you understand?” As planned, after church the Campbells, the Marshal family (with Bailey) and Trish & Byron, met for lunch at the newly opened restaurant on the lake. It was newly opened, but the place was not new at all. In fact, it spent well over 50 years as a "fish camp" raising and deep frying their own fish from an enclosed finger of the lake. It was a local landmark that simply hadn't kept up with the times, even in this corner of the rural South. It had finally died and sat empty for four years. The new owners had sunk a pile of money in the renovation and reopening as a waterfront bar & grill. As the lunch went on, Cooper was sure their cute college-age waitress and more than a few people sitting nearby got snippets of conversations that likely would have been confusing and even shocking. Among the three families much had happened in the past week. There was so much for the group to talk about and a great deal of it had to do with sex. With prompting from his mother, Lamar made his apology to Mrs. Simms before they had even gotten their order in. Bonnie had insisted he do this publicly in front of his friends because she wanted to make a point to all of them. Though he had been forced to do it, he actually did feel bad for hurting her feelings and really stupid for completely misreading the situation. She was gracious but did not pretend what he did was OK. Cooper took the opportunity to make a moral point for full consent even by passive participants that he had not made in the car because he was driving. His apology and her response led into a conversation about the unintended side effects of all the new openness the parents had ushered in over the past year. That led to a discussion about the text message and photos of Baily (and Sarah). The three mothers asked Bailey how she was doing and asked what her mother had to say. Bailey had assured her that with all the support of the club girls, she’d be fine, but her mother wanted to kill Kevin. Bonnie told her “When you and your mom go out with Misty and me on Tuesday night, we will certainly revisit this.” Marcy put in “If I don’t catch her on the phone first, I want you to let her know that if it comes to it, Mike’s firm will represent you and Sarah both, pro bono .” Mike added, “I really doubt it will be necessary, but my guess is it will allay some of her fears.” The girls then told the others about the social media campaign by the club that was starting even as they sat an ate lunch. “It is our way of shifting attention from just Baily to the whole group,” Misty explained. The three club girls assured Mrs. C. that the stories would not explicitly say they had public or group sex, nor would they show any actual nudity. Sarah spoke for the group when she said “While we know that there are more photos on the web of us at the beach, we aren’t posting any.” Then with a grin, she said “We can’t because none of the social media sites will allow it.” Neither she nor the others gave a hint about the photos they had “leaked” that would be coming out over the next few weeks. Mike told the girls and the parents “While that is a good idea, understand that once certain people grasp that there is an organized group at Jeff Davis actively promoting nudity and, as they would see it, immorality; you can be sure there will be a response. Anything you post can and will be used as a club to beat you with if they can.” His words were sobering but Misty replied “We know. That is what revolution is all about. We are up to it.” Between the issues of the outing of Bailey, the first meeting of the newly expanded Euro-Club, and the party’s highlights, the conversation was lively. Marcy told about her final plans for her upcoming weekend in New York with Elijah Feldman (Holly’s husband with whom she’d hit it off at the swinger party). Bonnie told how she was preparing for her first official speaking engagement in the coming week. “I’ll be speaking at an upscale swing club right in Tampa at 7:00 PM on Friday night. Then at 11:00 AM on Saturday, I’ll present at what is said to be the largest nudist resort in the country which is about an hour away. The people on that end will be taking care of my ground transportation and I’ll be home Saturday evening. Amy assures me that not all my speaking engagements will have me out on Saturday, but as we are getting started our only contacts so far are nudist and swinger clubs and that means Friday evenings and Saturday afternoons for now. She wants to get me into colleges, but that will take some time, and the truth is, I like the idea of working up my presentation at friendly venues.” Misty cut in, “Is it still OK if we have JoAnn’s birthday party at our house on Saturday? She is the first of us to turn eighteen, and I guess you forgot that last month you’d said we could have it at our house. It will just be the club and their dates.” Slosh offered, “Since Sarah is now in the club, they could have it at my house or I could stand in at yours until you got there.” Bonnie shook her head, “I don’t think that’s a good idea since, for now, you still work for the school district. Sadly that might change when those pictures reach Dr. Collins, but with that many people, someone will talk. You don’t need to give that woman any more ammunition.” Bailey put in “I could talk to my mother.” Bonnie nodded, “That’s a good idea. This might be just what she needs to feel a part. I will talk to her about it when we all do dinner on Tuesday night. I’m pretty sure Ronda and her crew will be off at a Rodeo, but I can check with Ashely Ericson. She did a great job helping with the end-of-school party, and this will have far fewer people.” To Misty, she said, “How about you start the party at about 6:00, I think my plane gets back to Atlanta at 5:00, so I should be home by about 7:00.” Misty said she’d notify the others and the teens shifted to party planning. Over the hour or so they were at the long table eating, the conversation alternated between the teens and adults having their own separate discussions, and a single conversation including everyone. Bonnie was quite pleased that the kids seemed quite comfortable and capable of interacting on an equal footing with the adults. Cooper was taken aback when after Sarah talked about teasing Misty’s would-be boyfriend on the phone last night; Byron said in front of his mom that he and Lamar had given each other blowjobs for the first time. Misty said “It’s about time. Now tell us all about it.” Where upon both boys went into some detail without any apparent shame about how much they found they liked sucking each other off. Sarah chirped, “Oh, I can’t wait to watch you two do it.” Bonnie jumped in “Sorry girl, he is grounded until next Sunday.” She thought for a second and suggested “Though if he plays by the rules, he might be able to come to the party. Not that anyone at a Euro-Club party would ever have sex in my house though.” She had not been surprised because of the boy’s revelation itself, but because it was Byron who had said it in front of all the parents. A little later, Bonnie asked Trish “So, what is going on with you and Beth Ann? You were inseparable last night and it sure looked like you two were a long-standing couple. You guys made out and got busy on and off all night.” Trish didn’t even blush. “Yes, we did. And it has been a long time in coming.” “Really?” Bonnie inquired. “I had no idea.” Trish smiled, “Of course, you didn’t. The truth is I didn’t see it coming either, but looking back it has been years in the making. Beth Ann said she has seen it as inevitable for some time. Like all of us who grew up at St. Thomas’s, I’ve known her pretty much my entire life, even if I am six years older than her. But it was after Byron’s father left us high and dry that we began to bond. She was the first person to really see what I needed. She was there for me as a shoulder to cry on for days, weeks and months… sometimes literally. I knew I felt safe and comforted when she wrapped her arms around me, though nowhere in my mind was the idea of carrying it further. I had no inkling that I would or even could take a lover, ever; and certainly not a woman. Beth Ann did from the very first. She has had the idea in the back of her mind for years now. Last night in the pool, she told me that once I made love to Cooper for the first time, she knew we would become lovers before the end of the year.” “So, you are lovers now?” Slosh asked. “I’m not sure I’d say that yet, but perhaps soon. It’s like last night all the emotional bonding we have been doing for the past three years just bubbled over when we added the sexual heat. I will be spending Friday night with them. Sure, Dwight will be in the bed with us, and I’ll certainly have sex with him, and I’m sure I’ll enjoy that, but it is Beth Ann I’m really going to see.” Just one more thing that had been right under Bonnie’s nose that she’d not seen. One thing was for sure, all this was good for keeping her from thinking too much of her own ability to read what was going on around her. There was a whole constellation of stories happening that she simply had not seen. After lunch, Bonnie and Cooper found time for a much-needed nap before Butch and Tabitha came over to plan the evening church youth group, as they had been doing for over a year. She’d hoped that what they’d done at the party wouldn’t impact how they interacted with the younger couple. It didn’t, not in the least. For perhaps the first five minutes they talked about the party. Butch & Tabitha thanked Bonnie & Cooper for putting it on. Without the slightest sign of discomfort or embarrassment, Tabitha explicitly said how much she’d enjoyed her time with Cooper in the living room. Tabitha, almost in passing, asked if Bonnie would consider the idea that next Sunday, she and Butch would come an hour earlier so the four of them could have some “enjoyment” before getting to work. She was so casual about suggesting they have sex before planning next week’s youth meeting that Bonnie almost missed what she was asking. Bonnie just looked over to Cooper and he nodded, and just like that they’d made plans for a foursome with Tabitha and Butch prior to planning for next week’s Sunday night youth meeting. Bonnie suspected what Tabitha really meant was that if it worked out, it would become part of their Sunday routine. Once again, their actions had unforeseen results. Bonnie had been missed at the Youth Group meetings while she’d been in Tennessee. Tabitha had taken over many of her duties, but several different women had handled the weekly question & answer time. Tabitha had taken a turn when the other three women were out of town, and Marcy had done two of the other four weeks. For Cooper, it was his asking the minister’s wife, Cynthia McBride to fill in at the last minute when he’d returned from Tennessee that proved to be the most enlightening event for him. While he knew that her husband was supportive of their work with the kids and that both the McBride kids attended youth group every week, Cooper simply had no idea how in tune Cynthia was with the new ideas they were presenting to the teens. Though the McBride twins went to Jeff Davis and Ian & Glenna were Lamar's age, they did not hang out together at school. Both of the McBride kids were athletes, so their social world revolved around their sports. Ian and Glenna had both made the Jeff Davis varsity sports teams as sophomores (Ian played soccer and Glenna played softball). Glenna was already being scouted by colleges. The whole family was athletic, both Rev. & Mrs. McBride were avid cyclists and could be seen year-round racing down the back roads of the county on their bicycles. Cooper, as it turned out, ended up asking Mrs. McBride to moderate question time two different weeks. The first week the questions from the teens were somewhat tepid, yet her answers hinted that she was open to more direct and relevant questions. The second time she helped lead the youth meeting, the week before Bonnie’s return, someone wrote a question that directly asked what she thought of Mrs. Campbell’s relaxed approach to teen sex. Tabitha could have squelched this when she selected which questions to have the guest speaker address, but she had not. Cooper initially wished she had. When Tabitha read out the teen’s question, he cringed out of fear for what she might say. Contrary to the evasive dodge that Cooper fully expected, Mrs. McBride opened with “I will answer this question candidly, but I first need to say that I only speak for myself, not for my husband or for the United Methodist Church. As I’m sure you all know both our own children, Ian & Glenna, attend this meeting every week. What you do not know is that every Sunday night at the McBride house, we discuss the issues you all bring up. And yes, I have seen the entire set of photos of Mrs. Campbell that showed up on the web last spring. I was not offended, though perhaps I was a little jealous of her self-confidence. Again, speaking only for myself, I will tell all of you that I admire and even envy her for her courage to act upon things that many women, like me, only dream about. Importantly she does so as an openly Christian woman without apology. I also know she presents to this group an alternative view on living out the Christian life. I am more than happy my kids have the opportunity to have role models like Bonnie and Cooper. I won't go into it now, but the Campbells have already made a positive impact on our family.” Cooper was thrilled and stunned by the support Mrs. McBride was giving them. But it was when she went on to extend her comments that Cooper was most astounded. “I know your Christian peers at school are hearing something very different from their own youth leaders than you are hearing here. I also know that many of you have parents that go to churches whose leaders condemn this youth group and the Campbells. I know that even among Methodists there are only a minority of leaders these days who embrace the idea that committed Christians can engage in sex beyond the confines of heterosexual marriage. But let me tell you a dirty secret. Very few of those who tell you teens that you must wait until marriage for sex actually did so themselves. I can tell you that when my husband was in seminary, virtually all of the unmarried people we knew engaged in premarital sex, even while they prepared to become ministers. I know firsthand that some of the same people I knew who were very sexually active before they got married are now the most vocal proponents of programs like True Love Waits. They didn’t wait, but they tell young people today that they must do so. In my book, I call that the sin of hypocrisy.” “Perhaps I should not say this, but I have never once heard my husband preach that premarital sex is a sin; not once. Why do you think that is?” She took a deep breath as if about to dive into a swimming pool. “Because Payton and I did not wait. In fact, while he was in seminary we lived together for several months before we got married…” She gave a mischievous smile and added “and yes we had sex, a lot of sex, while we were living together.” The teens laughed. Cooper looked over to Glenna and Ian, they were laughing too. He suspected that they already knew what their mother had planned on saying. Perhaps, he thought, one of them had penned the question so as to ensure their mother had opportunity to say all of this. “Yes,” he thought, that is exactly what happened. This was preplanned. “We did not think God expected us to wait then and my husband won’t tell others that a marriage license from the government is required to make a loving couple’s sexual union something holy. Since the Campbells are open with you, I will do no less.” She again paused before she dove in again. “It was not just the fact that I was not a virgin when I got married, I wasn’t a virgin when I met my husband and I wasn’t a virgin when I graduated from high school. I was however, a leader in my church youth group, but I did not see the fact that when we were seniors in high school my boyfriend and I began making love as incompatible with my service to God. I should say we took precautions to ensure I would not get pregnant though. I took the responsibilities associated with having sex seriously as part of my Christian commitment. However, it bothered me that I had to hide my physical love for my boyfriend from church leaders and from my parents. It always bothered me, not that we made love, but that I had to pretend we didn’t. Our children will not have to do this and in this youth group, you do not have to do that either. In this group respect, personal responsibility and care for others is the measure of morality. You have peer role models like Misty Campbell that I did not. I can only say that I wish you teens knew how fortunate you are to live here and now, and have this youth group to attend. I would certainly want to come if I were a teen.” She looked over to Cooper and corrected herself. “OK, that’s not really true, I wish I could attend now but as the pastor’s wife, I am not in a position to do so. It is important that my husband and I maintain some level of plausible deniability regarding what you talk about in this youth group.” She got some laughs, then when it was evident she was done, she received an enthusiastic round of applause from the teens when the question session was over. Cooper knew how much faith in him and Bonnie it took for her to say all that. Though she had explicitly said she did not speak for her husband, Cooper knew full well she was speaking for them both. He knew that, for good or bad, even the McBride’s had been swept up into the vortex he and Bonnie had created. Part of him wondered if they would have started down this path if they’d known how many people they would impact and how many people would end up taking huge personal risks because of them. Though the teens had been pleasantly surprised by Mrs. McBride, they were clearly happy that Bonnie was back. While Bonnie had been at the youth meeting the prior Sunday, that day, the tone had been subdued as her “flock” tried to extend their sympathy for Mrs. C.’s loss. However, this week things were back to normal. Tabitha opened with a question that directly referenced the photos of Bailey and Sarah that had been sent around and the nasty comment attached. Bonnie had expected that topic would come up and was ready with a response. Her answer focused on the text, not the photos. Cooper let her know what Mrs. McBride had told the teens two weeks before, so Bonnie had prepared the most direct talk on sex she had yet made. On Friday after showing her the text message, Misty had briefed her on the new term “slut shaming.” After lunch, she’d talked to Bailey and Sarah about what she should say in youth group. She also asked them if she could use that term when this topic came up. They had both thought it was a great idea. After Tabitha had read a question regarding the text message about Bailey, Bonnie began, “First and foremost I want you all to understand: that nasty message and the topless photos of two of the girls in our Youth Group were circulated with the intent of harming those girls as deeply as the writer could. It wasn’t about morality, but about weaponizing those girls’ bodies against them. It was the most blatant case of slut-shaming I’ve ever seen: blatant and disgusting. Yet I want you to consider that most slut-shaming is done under the guise of Christian morality. When churchy people start attacking girls who enjoy their bodies or sex, and oddly it is always girls they attack, they are really claiming they, not the person they are talking about, knows God’s path for them.” “Despite the garbage put out by conservative churches in our community, true Christian sexual morality is about respect, consent, and concern for the people involved. It is not about what body part touches another body part. It is not about how often someone engages in a specific sexual activity or with whom they do it. God isn’t obsessed with your genitals like some pervy old man in the sky.” That got the laugh she’d hoped for. “There are people, self-styled Christian leaders, who claim they speak for God. Even though they don’t know you, they say they can tell you when it is or is not the right time for you to have sex. They are lying. Lying pure and simple. They speak for themselves and their bigotry, not for God. They use social pressure to shame anyone who rejects their authority to tell you what to do. From Misty’s experience last year when her nude photos showed up on the internet… or rather our photos, not just hers, we learned how vicious these people can be. They don’t hesitate to attack anyone who challenges their parochial views; but know this, they do not actually speak for God.” “This coming week, you can be sure such people will not hesitate to use this malicious text message to cause harm. The statements about the victim’s sexual activities were sent out to cause pain, so the message was malicious. It does not matter if the claims about her sexual history are factually true, the intent was malicious. I’m only telling you this because the person in question actually asked me to confirm those claims so as to disarm her attackers. She wants everyone to know that there is someone who holds moral guilt over the actions described in the text message, and it isn’t her; it is the person who sent out that awful text message.” Bonnie paused and much to her surprise, the teens started cheering and clapping. They’d never done that before when she was answering questions like this. But she rapidly understood, they weren’t clapping for her, but in support of Bailey who was sitting conspicuously on the front row. When she had spoken to the girls about this after lunch, Bailey had directly asked her to confirm the basic claim that she’d had sex with Kevin and he’d given her to the younger football players to use as a sex toy. She had said, “It is true, but I’m not the one who should be ashamed, and I won’t be. On Friday I openly told several groups of people those things were true. If I try to deny them, the truth will get out anyway. Too many people were there. I won’t let him present me as the immoral person, Kevin is. I can’t let myself be set up to be victimized.” Bonnie had been impressed with Bailey’s surety in herself. And while she made a point not to use her name to the youth group, as her peers began to stand in support, it was clear everyone in the room knew who Mrs. C. had been talking about… and her peers wanted her to know they supported her. Bonnie had to fight back a tear forming in her eye. Once the crowd of perhaps a hundred and twenty teenagers settled back down, Bonnie went on, “While there are some people telling teenagers they can’t ever express love sexually, all too often there are other people telling teens that sex is the only way to express love or to gain acceptance. Too many teenage girls or guys find themselves under pressure to have sex when they are not ready for it or not wanting it. That too is a sin.” She went on to discuss that idea for several minutes before she directly said “Each of you will know when the time is right for you to become sexually active. It might be now, but it might be a decade or more from now. There is no right or Christian answer, no matter what some self-styled Christian leaders say. Your time is your time and that is between you and God; though I would highly recommend you involve a respected adult in making that decision. Your parent is ideal, but I know many of you can’t go to your own mother or father about that. That is just how life is. Every case is different and only you know to whom you can talk to about this. When I was in high school, my mother was very old school so I never let her know I was sexually active. My father knew and was supportive, but he was unreliable. So I went to his sister, my aunt. Yes, it was scary, but it was the responsible thing to do. I implore each one of you, if you don’t already have one, find an adult you trust so that when you do think you might be ready to become sexually active, you can get their counsel.” “But I will say it again, only you will know when you are ready. Let me make it clear, anyone who tries to push you or coerce you into having sex by promising popularity or attention or even love is committing a grievous sin. Yes, sex can be sinful. It is most certainly sinful if you push someone into doing something they do not want to do, even if you push gently with soft words or sweet persuasion. It is a sin to cause emotional pain, embarrassment, or guilt, either for you or your partner. It is sinful to have sex when you have not taken appropriate steps to mitigate unplanned pregnancy or disease. It is sinful if you use your sexuality in a way that you know will cause others to stumble in their spiritual life… AND it is sin if you have sex when you are not convinced it is the right thing for you at that moment.” While it was not her habit to do so during question & answer time, Bonnie opened the Bible that she’d put on the lectern. “In Roman’s chapter fourteen, Paul is explaining to those in the new Christian movement that the old Jewish rules were not the rules for their morality. The rules of which he was speaking were both the ones from what we call The Old Testament and rules simply made up by the religious leaders of their day.” She smiled, “You see, preachers just making stuff up isn’t new. Just like so much of what you hear about Christian morality these days is just made up, that was true in Jesus’s day as well. In the book of Acts, we see The remaining Apostles agreed among themselves not even to teach the old rules to the new Christians. Rather they made the case that compassionate care for one another was the basis of Christian morality.” She looked down to the Bible in front of her before she went on. “In verses 5-7 of this text from his letter to the church on Rome, Paul explains that one who abstains from eating certain foods is no more or less moral than those who do not abstain. In verse fourteen he says clearly: I know and I’m convinced in the Lord Jesus that nothing is wrong to eat in itself. But if someone thinks something is wrong to eat, it becomes wrong for that person.” She looked up, “You see, it is not the specifics of the religious rules that matter, but in everything, you must show care for others and only do things that you believe are right for you to do and benefits those around you. In this case, he was talking about the foods they eat, but it also can be applied to other parts of life, like your sexuality. Those who abstain from pre-marital sex are no better or worse than those who engage in pre-marital sex. It is as simple as that. Yet, if someone believes it is wrong for them to have pre-marital sex and does it anyway, it is sinful. The sin in that case is not the sex act itself, but failing to abide by their faith. In his letter to the church at Corinth, Paul very specifically spoke of sex as not inherently good or bad when he admonished the men not to go to the pagan temples to have sex with the priestesses.” She stopped and nodded “Yes, that was a thing. Men went to the temple and paid to have sex with the priestesses. Rather than passing the plate as we do here at St. Thomas’s, temple prostitution was one of the ways they paid their bills. It was seen as a positive act of worship to the temple’s god. The Greeks did not consider it immoral in any way. So in this letter, Paul told the Christian men not to do that because sex with a pagan priestess was an act of worship to their gods. It was not about having sex with women to whom they were not married, though in most translations of the New Testament, that fact was deliberately obscured by the translators. In fact, Paul did not even mention marriage when he made the case against Christian men sexually joining their bodies, which held the Holy Spirit, with the priestess of a false god.” She knew that was a lot to take in, so she paused for a moment before driving her point home. “You need to understand, having or not having sex does not make you a good Christian. Your faith and commitment to walk the path God has given you to show God’s love to everyone around you is what makes you a good Christian. You have to answer to God that when you do engage in sexual activities with a guy or girl, you act out of love for your partner, for your own well-being, and for God. You can’t say that if you didn’t get consent, or you pushed your partner into it. You can’t say that if you aren’t sure that both you and your partner are ready to have sex. You can’t say that if you trade sex for the attention of some guy or girl, or social status. You can’t say that if you have sex just to seem cool, and you certainly can’t say that if you have sex just to show how hot you are.” Bonnie could see that many of the kids were sitting stunned at her directness. She knew she had a wide variety of ages with middle schoolers as young as twelve years old as well as high school seniors who were already eighteen. It was always her challenge to meet all their needs. She hoped she had. After a few moments Tabitha, as she sometimes did, made a follow-up to Bonnie’s answer. “I think from a few of the questions, some people want to know if new photos of you… ummm, wearing what you did last year when you went to Miami, will be showing up again. I think they want to be prepared with answers if they do.” Bonnie knew this had been at least part of the question and she had not answered it. But, she saw how Tabitha had phrased the question in a way that gave her room to answer without stating that she and the girls she’d taken with her had gone topless or nude in Miami. However, she’d already decided it was too late to be evasive as she had been last spring. Bonnie quipped in response to Tabitha’s question, “Well that cat’s out of the bag already. Don’t you think?” The teens and Tabitha laughed. “So, the answer is yes. According to some of the teens who are perpetually hanging out at my house,” In an aside she said “It seems I’ve had a lot of those this summer. I can’t seem to get rid of them even when I don’t feed them…” more laughs, “There are dozens, perhaps over a hundred photos that show me and my crew from Miami Beach this summer already out on a variety of web sites. As it was explained to me, the only reason the photos sent on Friday were identified as a Jeff Davis student was that the girl’s unusual bikini was also seen on a photo the Euro Club had posted on social media … well I guess it was just the bikini bottoms in the new pictures.” Someone in the audience said out loud “Oh yea!’ More laughter. Bonnie was sure Bailey wouldn’t mind when she said “Yes, it was a really great photo. But the bottoms she wore were… let’s say distinctive, memorable.” Things had lightened up and a girl’s voice said “Memorably tiny.” Bonnie agreed “They were memorably tiny, but in the photo posted by the Euro-Club she was wearing the matching top, and her name was given. Otherwise, it might have been months before anyone connected the pics already on the web to our group. You can be sure by next Sunday, everyone who went with us to Miami Beach will be named, outed, and attacked.” More directly than she ever had done so publicly, Bonnie said, “It is reasonable to assume that this week topless and/or nude photos of me from this summer will come to light. I’m sorry some of you will be the targets of criticism and slander simply because you come to this youth group, but I think it is inevitable.” From this beginning, Bonnie presented positive ways to respond to the attacks by the conservative Christians at school that were sure to come. She also addressed how they could use this as an opportunity to present a different vision of Christianity to those who have been turned off by the negativity of mainstream Christians. Though Bonnie’s extended discussion ate into Cooper’s time, he simply pushed off most (well nearly all) of what he was going to say till next week. He had planned on starting a series of messages presenting to the teens a new paradigm of Christianity: one that explicitly replaced fixed rules with love. He thought she’d given the kids more than enough to think about until next week. After the meeting, Bonnie was mobbed by girls as usual. And as usual, she was besieged by comments and questions. Mostly it was girls just wanting to thank her for all she did for them and/or for how candid she’d been tonight. There were also a few questions asking for clarification about things she’d said tonight. One girl said she thought she’d seen a set of photos on the web that was her, Misty, Haley, and Caitlin going topless at a beach. Bonnie wasn’t surprised, but what stood out to her was that the girl wasn’t the least bit shy that she must have been looking at what would be called “porn” to find those photos. Nor were the other girls embarrassed when they asked her for a link to the site. It was certainly a different world than the one Bonnie had grown up in. As there had been several times over the summer, there was a question about types of birth control. For the very first time, she gave out her new FFF.org email address and asked the girl to email her with the question since it was a rather lengthy topic to address. There were several times Bonnie found herself answering questions that in the past girls would have asked her off to the side or in phone calls. One girl, whom Bonnie did not recognize, said “I’ve been giving my boyfriend blowjobs for a month, how long should I wait before I go all the way with him?” Though Bonnie was actually surprised by the directness of that question given at church in front of a good dozen other girls, she made sure her face did not betray that. “There isn’t a right answer,” she replied. “Understand, having oral sex with a guy does not mean you will do more, ever. I had a friend in high school who blew a dozen guys but graduated without having ever had vaginal sex. It is a mistake to think that having oral sex must naturally lead to more. As I’ve told other girls in the past, unless you are just dying to take that final step, you probably should wait. The truth is, there is a lot of merit in the idea of sticking only to oral sex and other things that do not involve vaginal penetration until you are out of high school.” Then she gave the girl a wry smile and added “Though you might have to teach your boyfriend how to reciprocate oral properly since most guys don’t know how to do it naturally.” The whole group laughed. That was the most explicit thing she’d ever said to girls in this setting, but she was sure she’d not gone too far given what the girl had asked. At quarter till eleven that night, Bonnie was sitting atop Cooper in their bed. They’d had a quite pleasant love-making session and Bonnie was happy for a quiet time alone with her husband. She’d had a great time last night with Butch, Dwight, and Calvin, but being with Cooper was different. Feeling him inside of her brought her serenity and wholeness that she simply didn’t get from other men. Over the years they’d had a great many wonderful conversations with her sitting on him, enjoying that comforting fullness. “So husband?” Bonnie asked. “After all that happened last night and with my first road trip for the FFF coming up, have we started into a new phase of our life?” He thought for a moment before answering, “Yea, I think so. But I think we are dragging all of our friends with us. From what Butch told me, in addition to Trish spending the night with Beth Ann and Calvin, several couples have proffered invitations for dinner as a pretext for having sex afterward. Unless I miss my guess, I think we now have a free-love circle reminiscent of than the Onida Community.” Bonnie knew he was speaking of an experimental Christian community in the 1840’s-70’s that practiced a type of group marriage where all the members were considered to be married to each other. As such, they were free to have sex with any other member they chose. Perhaps just as unusual for a 19th-century community, it was the women who were expected to initiate sexual interactions, not the men. And their community was clear in their belief that the woman’s sexual satisfaction was of paramount importance. Unlike most utopian communes, it was successful for over thirty years. It only ended because of persecution from the outside. No, she and Cooper were not starting a free-love commune in Sparta, but from the texts and phone calls with the other women, their friends were already embracing the idea of a circle of free-love. From what she could tell, among their group, it would not be only couples meeting up with couples. She was sure their circle would embrace both couples and one-on-one sharing among the group members: like she was going to do with Brandy on Tuesday afternoon. With that in mind, Bonnie told her husband, “I think we are almost there; but I think it will be up to us to provide some sort of clear framework to make it past this initial excitement phase.” He agreed, and as she slowly rode him, they discussed how to go about that.