There were beautiful elm trees at either side of the circular drive, the leaves swaying in the breeze, the sky as blue as a blue jay's chest, small white cotton balls dotting the horizon here and there, the sun bright and yellow. The day as beautiful as any day could be. No one would imagine the intensity of the drama going on inside that red brick building, that ivy covered, old and traditional place, there at the head of that circular drive. The sun beating on it, the trees swaying, shading its windows, keeping the high-ceilinged rooms cool and comfortable regardless of the weather, regardless of the heat, no one could imagine that majestic looking building where dramas were ensuing, where tramas were erupting with excitement.
Sybil and I had been called to a meeting at the school by Jerry and Edie. We were very nervous and upset. We kept talking about what could possibly be going on now, but realized we were talking in circles just upsetting ourselves even more with our wild imaginations.
Sybil was terrified that everybody had decided to fuck only with animals. But as soon as she said that she laughed realizing that that couldn't be possible.
She then was afraid that the children would be involved in very dangerous sado-masochistic behaviors and hurting each other. Every time she spoke she frightened herself even more with her fantasies of what children at the school had decided, of what Edie and Jerry had called us to a meeting for.
I had a worse fear, I was afraid that the community at Stanton was falling apart. I imagined that the children had decided with all of this excitement due to the strike, that the loving open sexual freedom within the community was too much for them. I was afraid the children had decided to withhold themselves from the adults and perhaps even from each other. I was really afraid that the decision was to go back to the way other people lived. Tight, closed, unresponsive to each other; judgmental, terrified of letting their bodies be free, terrified of the pleasures of flesh. I was truly afraid that this was what they would say.
But both Sybil and I decided that we wouldn't talk about it any longer. We would just get there and hear what the meeting was called for. We would get there and hear in reality, what it was all about. Again we had made the decision not to call Jason. Jason was quite old and we didn't want to upset him any more than was necessary. Deep in my heart I prayed that we were called to the school merely to witness another show, or to be involved in some interesting new technique the sexologist had decided to teach the children. Deep in my heart I prayed that it would be something simple and pleasurable.
As I pulled on the emergency break and withdrew the keys to the ignition, my heart stopped. I could feel my mouth getting very dry. I realized how upset I was. My body was responding to the nervousness and tension within me. I automatically reached to take Sybil's hand and we slid out from the car together from the passenger's door.
We looked up at the awesome building, that beautiful building bought with Jason's money, money that Jason had earned and worked so hard for with only one purpose, to develop a community of loving, open, caring sexual behavior. We looked up at that building and with a deep sigh walked up the steps towards the impressive double front door. We pulled on the brass chain at the side of the door and could hear the gongs echoing inside the huge foyer.
I could imagine George, the butler, all around handy man and friend to all the kids, as he came out from around the back of the huge circular staircase towards the doors so that he could usher us in. And as I imagined it would be, George opened the door with a huge smile on his face.
"Now don't you two worry, I know a little bit about what's going on, but so far I think it's really OK. Now don't you two worry," he said again patting Sybil's shoulder. The two of us sighed with such tremendous relief. If George said it was OK, if George was not too concerned, than neither were we.
We looked up to see about twenty kids walking down the huge circular staircase. They were walking very slowly as though in a procession. One boy had a drum as he led the procession down the stairs and he was drumming very slowly. Boom. Boom. Boom.
The others were following one step at a time in rhythm with the beat of the drum. They were all wearing white Indian type looking long dresses, except for two who were being carried above the heads of the others, held up high by ten pairs of arms. Each body raised above the circular staircase, winding down towards the foyer towards us. They formed two groups in front of us, ten in each group with one nude body held high above their heads.
As they stood in the foyer, Jerry and Edie began to speak to us. They were among the first couples in each of the two groups of ten.
Jerry spoke first, "Tony, you know how much we love you and how we've welcomed you into our community… We feel you are as much a part as any of us even though you've been here such a short time. You've been wonderful to us and we appreciate everything you've brought us and all the joys and pleasures we've been involved in together."
"Sybil, there is no need for us to speak. You know how we feel about you. You're the mother to all of us. You're the perfect woman image to all of us. You're the bounty of the earth, the food, the water, the air and the sunshine. You're mother love. You're perfect and we adore and worship you. You know that. And because of all the feelings we have towards you and George, Jason and towards all the other mothers and fathers and wonderful men and women in our community, we've come to a very firm decision."
"The two bodies you see held high by us are symbols of purity and love and tenderness and joyfulness – the symbols of our community and we'd like the two of you to join with us in every thing that we do so that you can sanction, so that you can be part of, so that you can in a way give permission to us to continue our lifestyle as we've decided to continue it and to join us in continuing it this way."
Sybil and I looked at each other and realized that there were no words that we could say. We also realized that they were asking us to take part in behaviors that may or may not be familiar to us, that may or may not be what we considered proper, or beneficial. However, we both knew that they were firm and we knew, as all adults know, that if you tell children not to do something, they'll only do it all the more. And so there in the foyer, Sybil and I slowly began to undress.
The children started swaying back and forth to that the bodies held above their heads, rocked in the air. They lay very still and very quiet, ready to begin whatever had been planned for them. My heart beat more quickly. My mouth got even dryer. Something was in store for me. I knew it would be pleasureful and I knew it would be exciting, but I also knew I was embarking on a new way of life here in Stanton, a new beginning. I knew it would merely be additions to what I already knew, additions to what I already had experienced, but I also feared that in some way a demonic quality, a sheer lust, a sheer abandonment of some of the scruples, some of the ideals we had upheld, may be destructive, I put that out of my head as I stood there nude, my arms at my side. Sybil stood next to me as we waited for Jerry to proceed.
We all walked in to the den which was covered with huge cushions as large as mattresses and carpeting. It was a beautiful room. The shades were drawn, the high ceilings in the well constructed house kept the heat out. It was cool and smelling of incense which was burning in various parts of the room. It was darkened and quiet, somber-like, as we walked in. The boy and girl being held on high were both laid down on one mattress. Then the twenty two of us just stood around holding hands.
Jerry began a chant.
"Ommm. A-ho-Om."
We all began swaying back and forth as we chanted, our moving bodies causing slight breezes between us. The tension was getting more and more intense as we moved, our thighs and buttocks touching slightly as we gyrated from side to side holding hands and chanting, "Ah-ho-om," as we watched the couple on the huge mattress in the center of our circle.
A film began to show on the screen against the wall that we could ail see. Again it was a film of a dog and a very young teenage girl. Her black, flowing hair was tied around the neck of the dog when the film started. His feet were up on her tits and his tongue licking her face. Her hair flowed down his back and around the top of his head.
We could see his cock coming out from under the shaft which covers it. That huge slippery organ was grabbed by the fingers of that beautiful young teenager and she pulled on it, jerking it up and down as it grew within her hands. It was so wet and shiny it looked like patent leather, red patent leather. Her hands were jumping back and forth on it. It was so slippery her hands kept falling off.
With her other hand she opened her cunt lips wide and spread her legs. Laying back down pulling the dog down on top of her, she thrust her hips upwards and spread her legs wide apart anticipating the invasion of that animal prick. She had her hand on it and she was pulling it towards her, pulling it into her delicious womanhood as she lay there sobbing, moaning, groaning, moving her hips. It looked almost obscene. That brilliant shiny patent leather cock going into the delicious wet warm cunt lips; into that delicious pink clean, almost virginal pussy.
The dog was panting, his tongue hanging out. Then all of a sudden he opened his mouth with his teeth showing as his immense cock went burning far into that black haired, beautifully looking young virginal twitching cunt. The dog started pounding away, his balls slapping on her gyrating ass. She was so passionate, so excited she was pounding back and forth fucking herself up into the dog's animal prick. She lunged again and again to meet those impossibly rapid plunges. No human could keep up the speed with which the dog moved.
I found my own hips gyrating forward, back and forth, back and forth. I had stopped Om-ing, I had stopped the hum, the chant. All I could do was moan. My arms were around Sybil on my right and a young boy on my left. We weren't holding hands anymore we had our arms around each other's waist, holding, pulling on each other's skin as we rocked back and forth in a circle around the bed.
The boy on the bed was saying to the girl, "Look at the film, look at the film. Let your creamy juices build up in your cunt. I'm not going to touch you. You're not going to touch you. Just look at the film, get yourself crazy with what that dog is doing. Imagine that hot dog's prick, that red shiny prick fucking in to her delicious cunt."
"Imagine those pushing hips as they push quicker and quicker, impossibly fast, endlessly, lustfully, without any purpose except for total release, pushing more and more into her cunt. And she's clasping him, she voracious, she's pulling on him, her cuntle channel is hanging on for dear life, not letting go of that dog cock. Wouldn't you like that, wouldn't you like that to happen to you."
The girl on the bed was writhing and moaning. "Oh yes, yes. I've never never been so excited. I can feel the creamy juices building up inside my cunt, I know I'm wet, I don't have to touch myself. I know I'm pouring juice. I know that when you put your tongue into my cunt, when you start licking on my clit and my cunt lips, I know that you're going to drown. I'm insane, I'm veracious, I'll be insatiable today. I'll want more and more of you the way that girl wants more and more of that cock, that dog cock so deliciously pounding faster and faster into her cunt."
And he was, his hips were still moving so quickly that we could hardly see. It was all a blur it was going on so fast before our eyes. Then as suddenly as he started, he pulled out and jumped away from her and began licking on her cunt. His cock was hanging at half-mast, still red and shiny, as though a lollipop had broken off the stick and was hanging down, that's how his cock hung out of his shaft.
He licked on her pussy juices, his huge tongue burrowing itself deep into her. The girl's breasts were standing up. She was squeezing on her own tits. Her thighs were moving spasmodically, as the dog continued licking and sucking, his tongue deep in her twisting, turning cunt. His tail was going like crazy, you could tell he was enjoying it so much. That animal tongue deep within that delicious young child's cunt, eating her pussy. I suddenly thought of Salome and as if my thoughts were magic, Salome came running out and began eating on Betty who was lying on the bed with Phil.
"Oh, thank God," she began screaming, "I was going crazy. I couldn't watch this any more without being touched. I couldn't watch it any more without being sucked."
Salome listened to everything she said, as the dog sucked and slurped away.
None of us could stand it anymore. Sybil screamed, "I want a dog too, I want a dog too."
I guess that was part of our surprise because several dogs came out and all of them seemed to know exactly what to do. They buried their faces into the cunts and pussies all around me. Then each of us found a partner, a woman writhing in passion and excitement because a flog was eating her pussy. A woman whose ass was stuck up, available to cock, because the dog's face was under her as his nose was in her cunt, running his tongue along the vaginal passages, kissing and licking every drop of thick white cunt juice.
I imagined how good it would feel, I imagined how incredible it must be to have that happening and Angus got bigger and bigger as I watched Sybil writhing there under a huge police dog. She was on her hands and knees, her body arched way above the floor. The dog had positioned itself directly under her and started licking away, sucking her ass forward up towards her cunt and back again. It was as though her cunt were a huge piece of meat and he was rummaging around it finding every delicious corner, everything that he could suck on.
Women all around, little girls all around, teenagers all around were being sucked by dogs. There must have been at least ten or fifteen dogs that they had already trained to suck cunt. The room was full of them. Dogs were rummaging cunts with tongues, with noses, even with paws as they sucked at the pussies dripping with juice, dripping with juice because of what they had seen on the screen, dripping with the excitement of watching a dog fucking the young beautiful teenager – the lust and the abandonment causing the screams and yells and moans.
"Ahhhhh! Oooooo!"
All kinds of sounds were going on around the room, but the women and girls had planned it this way because their asses were up in the air waiting for our cocks. They didn't want to leave us out of the delicious wild debauchery, this Bacchanal of sex and lust and explosive wild joyfulness.
As they squatted on their hands and knees, dog's tongues sucking on their cunts giving them orgasm upon orgasm as their moans and groans and screams of release took place, our cocks approached their waiting asses. Their clasping rectums opening wider for us as they had orgasm upon orgasm with the dogs tongue.
Sybil's ass was gyrating in front of me. Her anus was opening and closing involuntarily from her muscular spasms of orgasm. She was screaming, "I'm coming, I'm coming." And as she was screaming, "I'm coming," to this huge German Shepard sucking on her cunt beneath her.
I shoved Angus straight up her ass and started pounding away as fast as I could. I tried to remember how fast that dog moved on the screen and I was pounding and pounding wanting my seeds in her ass just like those dog's seeds had invaded that beautiful teenager's cunt.
I pounded away, my cock huge, my cock so excited it was bursting. But not wanting to lose anything, not wanting to stop, I reached below and grabbed Sybil's tits and drove my cock hard up against her asshole, deeper and deeper into her rectum. I could feel the rubbery sides pulling on my prick. I could feel the muscles contracting over and over.
"Oh yes, oh yes, I want you up my asshole," she was screaming as she was holding onto the dog's ears and pushing his face further and further up her cunt.
It licked my balls. I could feel my balls pounding and pounding against Sybil's cunt and against the dog's face as it lapped away.
"Yes Tony, yes, I'm coming, I'm coming."
And she didn't stop coming. It was one huge orgasm with her asshole passage contracting, her rocking buttocks beneath me moving, gyrating, writhing as I pounded deeper and deeper into her hot rubbery passage. Her come was all over the floor. Her come was drowning the huge dog. I could feel her come on my balls and in between my legs. I could feel the stickiness of it. Her tits were so hard and firm, her nipples between my fingers going crazy, getting tighter and tighter.
It was mind-boggling. The impact was incredible. I love sex and I get excited and crazy and I enjoy, but I had to admit this was different. This had taken us to a height or pitch that we hadn't known before. Maybe because it was new. Maybe because it was different. I didn't know why. I just wanted to enjoy Angus inside that hot asshole. I just wanted to grab Sybil's tits and hold on to them for ever and ever and I wanted to feel that dog's tongue on my balls as he sucked and licked and buried his face into Sybil's cunt, touching my balls every once and a while.
"Ahhhh! Ohhhh!" I could hear myself screaming as my own loveseeds started releasing into that channel of heat, gyrating and pulsating muscles.
"Yesssssssss!" Sybil started screaming as her come struck again and again against my legs, flying out against the dog's face. She was holding on to his head for dear life not wanting him to ever stop.
Angus was exploding. "Me too, me too!" I was screaming. "I'm coming, I'm coming," as he dropped his load of white semen up that asshole passage.
Bobbing up and down against her ass, I was unable to stop my bodily movements. My seed already implanted in her ass, Angus already diminishing back to his resting place, I couldn't stop moving. I couldn't stop.
The scene all around me. Dogs sucking cunt. Girls screaming, "I'm coming, I'm coming. Yes! Ahhhh, ohhhhh!"
The noises, the lust, the gay abandonment. Betty and Phil on the bed sucking each other and the dog running back and forth to suck Betty's cunt from under Phil's mouth and then to suck Phil's cock from under Betty's mouth. The dog was going crazy trying to find a way in, but they held their heads tight between each other's legs sucking on each other as the dog ran around licking on their asses, licking their backs and faces and trying to burrow his face in between their own mouths.
I watched all this as I straddled Sybil's ass, my cock still within her, my juices flying around me inside of her hot ass channel. The dog was still being held tight to her cunt as he licked gently taking all the come away. She couldn't come any more and she kept his face from her clit. It was so sensitive, so inflamed from all her coming. We both laid down together, side by side.
The dog hadn't tired at all. He was licking all the come that he could get from between her legs. He cleaned her pussy hairs and he cleaned her belly. He licked her face and he licked mine. His cock was huge and was hanging out of his shaft, red and slippery and shiny, just like the dog on the screen.
And as he was licking he must have zoned in on something because he suddenly turned and ran to a girl who was lying on her back, her legs spread apart, her delicious cunt waiting to be filled. She was screaming, "Suck me suck me, somebody suck me." But she didn't get sucked, she got the huge dog cock shoved right up her twat as she lay there.
Several of the kids ran around to watch it more closely and that huge German Shepard pounded his body, his brown hairs enveloping the little girl as he pounded deeper and deeper in to her. We could imagine that red slick prick as it was encapsulated within her throbbing twat, as it was covered with her come juice.
Her screams, "I'm coming, I'm coming," didn't stop him. He kept gyrating and pounding further and further into her, pulling and pulling on his own ass, pulling it in towards her, his balls pounding against her thighs.
We lay there watching. I had Sybil's tits in both my hands, my cock between her legs. She was totally satisfied, totally satiated. Kissing her ears and her shoulders we watched the dog pounding its hot come in to that young delicious hot waiting pussy.
"Oh Sybil," I said, "will we fall apart. Will the debauchery and the lust and the abandonment and the looseness that's occurring make us fall apart."
Sybil turned so that she lay within my arms face to face, her cunt still moving. I could feel it pulsating against my belly as she pressed close to me.
"Tony, darling, there's too much love in our community. There's too much sex, too much joyfulness, too much pleasure for us to ever, ever loose what we have. I think the kids just proved something to us. They proved that what ever we do and what ever happens, we still care about each other. Just look around."
And she was right. Girls and boys were lying in each other's arms. The dog had dropped his hot steamy sperm within her cunt and had stopped. He was gently licking between her legs again cleaning her, eating all of her come juices in her cunt as well as his own sperm, licking her hairs and her belly. He was tonguing her as a mother cat tongues her kittens. It was quite tender and warm.
"Look around Tony," she said and I looked at smiling faces, satiated bodies and I thought, Jason's house will never fall down. What ever we add to it, what ever we bring to it, it will just be more strength for us.
I smiled, my chest feeling lighter, my back looser, tensions gone for me, the worries that I felt when we drove up to The House – gone! And as though Sybil read ray mind she said, "Yes Tony, me too. I'm not worried about Stanton anymore. I'm not worried about Jason's house anymore."
She kissed me on the lips, her tongue darting between my teeth and I swelled with such a warmth and a passion for this woman that I love arid adore. I swelled against her body as I held her tight within my arms.