All of us quietly got dressed and then for a period of time sat around speaking softly to one another and having occasional drinks – spending the time in general, resting. I figured that all of us knew the five-way fest would be continued, but as of right now we needed to recuperate, even the women did. I knew that I especially had a need for rest, being almost totally exhausted. My powers of recuperation were good, however, and I felt confident that there was much more to come. Glancing, at Mary, I winked at her and she smiled and raised her glass. Turning about, I saw Miss Doans staring at me strangely. For a moment I thought she was being jealous of my wife, but I dismissed this as being silly thinking. I was seated on the sofa, at one end of it, and Nora Doans was at the other end. Mary, Jack and Jill were on the carpet, evidently preferring to sit on the floor. Every now and then I would see Jack touch one of the women in a very personal place and she would smile and blush a bit. It looked as though Jack was getting worked up again. I wondered if he had a hard-on. Wondering about him caused me, apparently, to get one myself. I reached down and touched the front of my pants and glanced at Nora Doans at the same time, though not intentionally. She saw my move, and smiling, got up from her seat to come over near me and sink down onto the sofa, her thighs pressing against mine. This female had – definitely done a change about since I had first met her. Then she had been a prude, had been extremely self-conscious and actually afraid of anyone of the opposite sex. Now she was quite different. So much so that she, in full view of everyone present, reached for my zipper and unzipped my pants quickly. Snaking her band into my pants, she took my erection in her fingers and pulled it forth. Almost in the same movement, with her other hand, she ripped open the front of her dress, exposing her tits, lowered her head to my penis and began to suck me, her head bobbing up and down, her titties swaying from side to side. It was a fascinating sight, a marvelous feeling, having her do this to me in this manner. I glanced at her titties and saw the way they were flopping about excitedly. I didn't see them for long, however, for Jack thrust his head between my body and hers and took one of her tits in his mouth and commenced to suck it. This didn't stop Miss Doans from going down on me. Not at all. She heaved a great sigh and began to bob her head at a furious rate of speed.
The whole thing came to an abrupt stop, someone was knocking loudly on the front door. Mary got to her feet quickly and ran to the sofa and pulled Nora's mouth away from my cock. "Stop it!" Mary cried. "Someone is at the door. Pull your dress together, Nora. Quick!"
Jack griped about this considerably, but Nora Doans sat up, pushed him away and pulled the front of her dress together. Everyone looked at Mary, who was busy looking at her own dress. Upon seeing that it was in satisfactory condition, that nothing was exposed that shouldn't be when one goes to answer a knock at the door, she took a deep breath, placed her finger over her lips indicating she wanted us to be quiet, and went to the door. From where I sat I couldn't see who she was talking to, nor hear what she said. She seemed to be gone for quite a length of time, but finally she came back into the room. No one, I saw, was with hey, and this was a great relief because I had had a suspicion that a relative might be at the door. It would be just my luck to have a distant relative "drop in" on us.
"Who was it?" I asked.
Mary bit her lips. "A friend of Miss Doans, I guess. That's what he claimed to be."
Nora flushed. "A man?"
Mary nodded.
"That can't be true. I don't know any men in this town." She glanced at Jack and me. "Except for you two, I mean. What did the man say?"
Mary shrugged. "Said he was looking for you."
"What did he look like?'
Mary described him as being short, red-faced and slightly on the fat side.
"I don't know any such man," Nora Doans said, and then she let out a cry. "The superintendent of schools, Mr. Nolan. Your description fits him. Does anyone know him?"
"I know him slightly," I said. "Why should he be looking for you here, Nora?"
"He asked me once if I had become acquainted with anyone in town and… well, I told him I knew you people. I…
"He's not married," I said, thinking hard. "Is he… interested in you, Nora?
I mean, has he shown any interest up to now?"
"I didn't pay any attention to him. I just thought he was married and… well, you know what I mean."
I shrugged. "Nothing to worry about. Mary, I take it, told him you weren't here. Is that right, Mary?" I asked my wife.
"That's right," Mary replied. "I couldn't very well admit Nora was here. Then I would have bad to invited him in… and that would put an end to… "
"Our five-way swap fest," Nora finished for her, blushing as she said the words. "I don't know why Mr. Nolan should be looking for me. I've… never encouraged him to be friendly."
I could easily believe that. Nora was hardly the type to encourage any man to be friendly. The man would have to do it all if any progress was made between him and her. "Shall we all have another drink?" I asked loudly, for the party spirit seemed to be dropping off. I glanced around from one face to another. No one said anything, so I got the bottle and brought it into the large room where I filled everyone's glass, including my own. I put the bottle on the cocktail table near the sofa and sat down hoping Nora would start in again where she had left off. She, however, didn't come near me but sat on the floor along with the others and sipped her drink just as they were doing. No one appeared to want to get things started again, so I shrugged and turned my attention to my own drink.
I finished the drink after a time and poured myself another after asking the others if they were ready for more juice. No one appeared to want anything at the moment, so I sat on the sofa alone and drank and wondered about this Mr.
Nolan who had come to the door. I wondered if he wanted to fuck Miss Doans and if she wanted him to. I felt slightly jealous for some fool reason and this caused me to imbibe more than I intended to do. Several glasses of whisky went down my throat and I became somewhat high. I noticed then that Nora seemed also to be somewhat high. I got down on the carpet and crawled toward her while she fixed me with a steady gaze. When I came close to her, she pulled open the front of her dress to expose those two beautiful titties of hers. I reached out and fondled them gently. They were soft and warm and very exciting to the touch. Nora sighed and began fumbling with my zipper. I moved a bit closer to her and she got the zipper open. The others, I saw, weren't paying any attention to Nora and me and I was glad of it. Nora snaked her hand into my pants and grasped my hard-on with her warm fingers. She jacked me a couple of times and with her other hand lifted her dress, lay flat on her back and indicated urgently that she wanted me on top of her. I grinned tensely and moved on top of her, sinking my shaft into her wet cunt as far as I could plunge it in one stroke. On the second stroke I plunged it even deeper into her while she grunted and sighed at the same time. I pumped my cock into her fast and furiously then hardly noticing that someone had pulled down my pants and was running their tongue over my asshole. I felt it happening a moment later and it so startled me that I momentarily stopped pumping my whang into Nora's twat.
"Oh baby," she sighed in my ear, dipping her tongue into that orifice at the same time. "Don't stop fucking my thing." She gave me a little prod in the ribs with her knuckles.
I glanced back and saw it was Jill who was burying her face in my crotch, her long blonde hair covering her face as well as my ass completely. She got her tongue up my anus then and I squealed with delight. I didn't know what it was she had touched, but I suppose it may have been a gland of some kind. At any rate, there was a sensitivity there that was something else. Again her tongue touched the gland and, to my astonishment, I squirted goo into Nora's cunt.
This was the first time I had ever gone off in a woman without at least some movement being made.
"Oh baby," Nora gasped, and began to pump her loins upward.
I returned the pumping movement though I could barely keep my mind on it, the tongue up my asshole felt so wonderful.
Then, as luck would have it, the whole thing came to an end for a very simple reason. Someone was banging on the front door again and the banging was so loud that all of us immediately heard it and knew what it was. Jill stopped tonguing my asshole, I pulled my prong out of Nora's twat, and everyone stood up and smoothed out his or her clothing. I felt guilty, a feeling I hadn't had for years, and I couldn't help noting that Jill and Nora also looked guilty. I couldn't see Mary or Jack's face – their backs were turned to me.
"Will you go to the door this time, Bull?" Mary asked softly.
"All right," I answered her, though if the truth were known I would have rather gone anywhere else than to that front door.
"Can't we just ignore it?" Jill offered.
"He'll just keep on banging if you do that," Jack said.
"Oh… dear." This from Nora, her fingers at her throat.
I pulled myself together and left the large room and went to the front door, which opened in on the living room. I took a deep breath, glanced through the window and saw a short, fattish type of guy with a red face. No question about it-it was the same man. The superintendent of schools, Mr. Nolan? Was that his name? I thought about it for a minute and decided it was his name. Glancing back into the large room to be sure that everyone was properly clad – they were – I opened the door.
"Hello," I said. "Did you want something?'
I stared him straight in the eye.
He flushed a little. "Dear me," he muttered, "I do seem to be making a regular nuisance out of myself today, but a child told me she saw Miss Doans enter your house awhile ago. I was just wondering if you could tell me where she has gone." The man's chin was actually trembling. He seemed to be a homosexual. I wondered if he were. A devil entered my brain. "I say," he went on. "I do hope I'm not interrupting anything."
I smiled. "As a matter of fact, you were, or are, but never mind. It doesn't matter."
"Dear me," the man said, his chin trembling again. "I'm looking for Miss Doans because of a telegram that came to me, of all people. Her mother… well, she's bad an accident-nothing serious, I understand. I just thought I should tell her."
I grinned at him. "I'll tell her for you, sir. Good-bye to you."
The man flushed again. "Oh… " he said, and that was all he said.
"My pleasure," I said. "Just as soon as I see her I'll tell her." I stared at the guy. "That is, I'll deliver the message."
He mumbled something and left. I closed the door and locked it, then returned to the large front room. "He's gone," I said to all of them. I turned to Nora.
"He wanted to see you. He received a telegram. Your mother's had an accident, but it's nothing serious. Can I drive you someplace, or would you like to use our phone to call your mother's home?"
"Oh… may I, please?" Nora said, and I nodded and showed her where the phone was located.
I left her alone at that spot and returned to the large room. She came back soon and told us her mother was all right, having been only slightly injured.
"Well," I said, "anyone want another drink?" Everyone did, so I got the bottle and poured out five long portions of whisky. I wondered if Nora might become ill from so much whisky – after all, she wasn't the type of person who imbibed and it could make her quite ill. I watched her carefully for some time, but she appeared to be taking very tiny sips of the stuff, hardly enough to make her high.
I didn't want Nora to become high and sick. I wanted her to be available as, I was sure, did everyone else in the room. Nora was the fifth person – she was the one who made our session a five-way fest, a term Jack and I had come up with when this had almost happened before. I say "almost happened," for that was the way it had always been. At the last moment the woman we had in mind had turned us down flat.
Now we had another woman – Nora Doans, and she was turning out to be just the right one to my way of thinking. Having five people taking part in a sex act was beautiful. It was exciting and marvelously exhilarating. There was nothing like it in all the world, I was beginning to discover, though I had long suspected this to be the truth.
All of us were now on the floor and I looked from one person to the next to see how things were coming passion-wise. Much to my disappointment, no one seemed to be at all interested in anything but his drink. I finished mine as quickly as I could and poured myself another, hoping this would tell the others that I was in a hurry to resume operations by killing off the last of the bottle, which is what I was doing. No one seemed to notice that the bottle was empty and no one appeared even to want to talk about anything.
"What's wrong with all of you?" I asked, my glance darting about again. "Is everyone tired?"
Mary caught my eyes and nodded. "We want to rest awhile, Bull. Besides we owe it to Nora."
I was puzzled about this and said so.
Mary leaned forward. "Her mother was hurt, dear, and even though it appears not to be serious, we have to consider Nora's feelings."
I glanced at Nora. "Are you all right? I mean, do you feel okay?"
"I will be… as soon as I finish my drink, Mr. Horton," she replied, eyeing me strangely.
"Oh… all right," I said, and turned my attention back to my own glass. I was somewhat nettled and couldn't shake the feeling for several minutes. I finally finished off all the whisky I had and put the glass down with the intention of going to the bathroom, though I didn't really have to go – it was just a way to kill time. I didn't get off the floor, however. Nora Doans had suddenly jumped to her feet and pulling up her skirt, sat down on my face, her wet cunt pressing eagerly against my mouth.