his homosexuality, especially the male variety. The more explicit sonnets of
William Shakespeare, for example, point unmistakably to his homosexual involvement with a young nobleman of the time, as well as to his heterosexual love affairs. The advent of good Queen Victoria changed a lot of things, and almost none for the best. Sex, as such, was considered dirty, sinful, a 'wife's duty,' never a delight for 'nice girls,' and the enjoyment of dirty sex was almost strictly the prerogative of men and 'loose women.'
Woefully inaccurate folk tales have come down to us through our forebears, and are still making endless mischief today in the lives of millions of people who, were it not for Victorian nonsense about 'purity,' 'a wife's duty,' 'when in doubt, suffer' and 'filthy perversion,' would be generally happier, more productive and certainly in less need of all that therapy, all those tranquilizers and all that divorce. Indeed, it is now generally accepted that most marital conflicts either start or are indirectly caused by poor sexual relationships which have their root in old taboos.
How much less in the way of weeping wives and ex-wives, emotionally damaged children and impoverished and bitter husbands and ex-husbands would we have in our world if good Queen Victoria had taken off her stays and kicked up her heels a bit, instead of squatting on her stuffy backside and expecting everyone in the British Empire, in fact the world, to live according to the dictates of her own sick ideas about love, sex and life?
In our age of sexual enlightenment, we see more and more people experimenting with sexual situations that were once spoken of only in hushed tones, behind closed doors. Younger couples are flatly refusing to get married until they live together for awhile, to be sure they can make it together, instead of rushing to the altar because everyone expects them to get married. 'Gays,' or homosexual men, are coming out of the shadows and literally demanding equal rights as human beings-the right to marry each other, adopt children, be considered as sane by an armed forces medical evaluation, and even run for public office as a declared homosexual. Wife-swapping, singles orgies and bars that exist for the sole purpose of a man or woman being able to walk ir., pick up a sex partner for the evening and not be considered a person of low morals are now accomplished facts. With all this happening, and with the people involved in it sustaining little or no emotional or social damage, it's no wonder individuals who find sexual expression more wonderful with three or even four or more in the 'marriage' are coming into the open and saying'… our lives are greatly enriched and we're very happy-so the rest of the world can just mind its own business.'
Sadly enough, the festering rags of Victorian morality are still being hoisted as banners of truth, and society is still bound to condemn most of the 'new morality' as licentious, salacious and just plain dirty, low-down conduct. The inroads that have been made on the establishment attitudes are, however, most encouraging. A freer way of life has sifted into the strongholds of middle-class, middle-aged America, as well as into other Western countries, and now instead of the older folk calling the tune to which the young ones are expected to dance, things have changed radically.
Now it's the kids who set the speed for their elders who, although hard put to change, are nevertheless delighted with themselves once they discover that change, instead of being vaguely evil, is actually fun!
Like most vital cultures and subcultures, our Western civilization is in the midst of social as well as scientific, industrial and religious upheavals. It follows that the individual people who live within this civilization, while resisting change for a time, eventually accept modified forms of those very changes that seemed so sinister and dangerous just a short while ago. Group marriage involving some six to twenty people might provide society with a more closely knit, loyal, sexually relaxed unit than the present one that shows us almost as much divorce as marriage, increasing alienation from peer and family groups, and all the evils connected with this alienation.
Renee, Laureen, and Cabot found the family situation in which they were happiest while remaining responsible, productive citizens. It's entirely possible for others to do the same thing, remembering that the grim ghost of good Queen Victoria is still lurking about, and that pioneers in any field are rarely understood by the general public. Pioneers forge into new frontiers, however, and that in itself is frequently reward enough for the possible scorn of society.
Chapter V
Oral love play, in aphrodisiac-geared practices breaks down nearly equally among the married and the un- married couples. The married partners are inclined to engage in it more frequently for the very simple reason that the chances for it are more prevalent in their own cases.
Case History
Arthur was precisely what most of us would want our own sons to be. He was both handsome and intelligent. He was not sex-mad, yet he liked the girls well enough to conduct careful campaigns to bring them around to his desires. He went through a series of very pleasant affairs, managing to ease out of the situation when it began to get too demanding. Things were moving nicely for him up to the time he encountered Doris.
'That's for me,' Arthur related. 'From the moment Doris crossed my line of vision, I knew she had to be mine.'
There was good cause for his conclusion. Doris was a most destinctive girl. She was only seventeen, but she had the bearing of a girl much older than her years. Equally important, she had the physical properties to go along with it. Doris had a lushly contoured body that went in and out at the right places. It not only went in and out, but it then went out again! Not too much, mind you. Just enough.
Doris shared Arthur's feelings over their first date. But she was careful not to let him know how interested she really was in him. She played her part cooly. But so did he. Each had definite plans in mind, unaware that the other was just as calculating on the matter.
They found their first date a pleasant experience. They had similar likes and dislikes. Like so many of the young people in our land today, they were keenly aware of the sex impulses within their young bodies.
The first kiss was rewarding. They sampled one another again. She found herself stirred at his nearness. She let her slim hands caress his head and shoulders. He returned her gesture by working his hands down to her full hips where he caressed and stroked her firm flesh.
She, emboldened, let her hands stray down to his hips where she moved her fingers in suggestive moves around his buttocks. Their bodies began working up against each other in the motions of coitus itself. Both began to get inflamed at the emotional reactions they were eliciting by their movements.
Soon, the willing Doris was lying back against the car seat as he pressed himself down toward her. She put up a token show of resistance as his skilled fingers found her bra clasp and loosened it. But her hungry lips told another story and Arthur boldly caressed her bare breasts as he worked his hands up under her dress. Before too long, he had manipulated the dress up to the point where he could place his eager lips upon her enlarged nipples. Now, he began kissing and sucking at them with increased ardor.
The next stage was to slip her filmy panties off and now he caressed her smooth, naked buttocks. He managed to ease his finger up toward her vulva as she parted her thighs for the gesture. This went on for several minutes and then he finally removed his penis and began easing it up toward her hot, womanly cleft. Only at this critical point did she rebel.
'No, no, please, don't' she gasped into his ear. 'I want it just as much as you do, but we mustn't let this go any further. I must save myself for the man I marry… '
'Let that man be me,' he gasped in passion.
'But we hardly know each other!' She came up with the proper cliche at the proper moment.
'That'll all come after we're married,' he panted. 'Now, let's do what we both want to do… fuck!'
And so they did just that. Doris spread her silky thighs wider so he could enter. His hard cock slid up and the throbbing head penetrated the hot pussy opening. Slowly,
he worked his hips so that the lengthy dong slid in deeper and deeper. Soon, it was all the way up inside. Doris now clamped her lovely legs tightly around his buttocks and pulled him even tighter. They writhed and panted as they pounded at one another. Under this tremendous sexual excitement, it was a somewhat short-lived act. Arthur shot his fiery sperm into her receptive crotch as they both groaned and cried in ecstacy.
After this first night, they dated steadily. And they rarely parted company without engaging in sexual intercourse. Then, to Arthur's surprise, he discovered that despite all his care and the contant use of
