“I'll go along with that,” said Bob. “I only have one question. What about Elaine?”
“We'll include her but we must try to get her to sample the other side of sex,” I said.
After more deliberation we decided our plan was as refined as it would ever be. We dressed, Mum and Aunt Liz paid Carl and Harry, and we set off in our respective cars to spend the rest of the day doing what we'd originally planned to do. Bob and I ended up doing very little of anything. With the sexual extravaganza in store for us, we thought it prudent to save our energies, especially Bob who'd been quite reckless with his. “You'll never know how I felt when I walked into that room and saw all you guys fucking and Mum naked,” he said with a wry grin as we drove along the freeway. “I mean, I'd only come back to see if you were alright and wow! I found a sexual smorgasbord instead!”
“How long have you lusted after Mum?” I asked him.
“I never knew that I had any feelings for her at all,” he shrugged. “But when I saw her there everything just went crazy inside of me. And then she got down on her hands and knees and poked her ass up at me, and that was it. I was out of my clothes in a flash and the next thing I knew I was coming into her like I'd sprung a leak! You should have seen her, Kathy, sitting in that position, looking back at me with a coy expression in her eyes-God she looked beautiful to me! Just thinking about her is making me horny.”
“Save it for where it'll do the most good,” I suggested.
“Yeah, right.” He swung the car off the freeway and headed for the lake. “A swim will take the lead out of my pencil.”
“Like it did the last time?”
He just grinned and kept driving. We managed to restrain ourselves with difficulty at the lake. Several times I began to blow him, only to stop halfway and then we had to dive back into the cool waters to let him calm down. If it hadn't been for such a good cause we could never have done it.
Dad came home tipsy. He didn't even bother to eat his dinner, just went right up to bed and crashed. That left us conspirators in the living room with Nora, and Harold who was over for dinner that evening.
Harold looked as silly and ineffectual as ever. Obviously Nora had not put out for him and never would. She found it difficult to talk to Bob and I, and devoted an exaggerated amount of energy to her conversation with Elaine. The rest of us hung back to wait for Harold to go home. He had no part in our plans. Only Harold didn't know we had plans. I could see Aunt Liz growing impatient with this temporary stalemate.
“Are you still going to school, Harold?” she asked suddenly.
“Yes, to graduate school,” he replied. “And don't they give you homework to do at that place?”
“Homework?” He smiled superciliously and shook his head. “No, once you leave high school that becomes a thing of the past.”
“How unfortunate,” said Aunt Liz with a cutting edge to her voice. “I did so want you to go home now and I have to be rude about asking you.”
Harold turned to Nora and she turned on us: “Aunt Liz, please!” she cried. “Harold is my friend and he's here on my behalf. I don't know why you'd want to be rude to him but I do know who put you up to it.” Bob and I were treated to accusing glances.
“She didn't mean to be rude,” Mum said soothingly. “What she wanted to say was that we're about to have a family meeting and Harold would only be bored by that.”
“Ah,” said Harold, taking the cue while he had one, “in that case I'll take my leave.”
Nora was still angry with Aunt Liz when she came back from seeing Harold out. But before she could say anything, Mum intervened once more: “We have a problem, Nora, and we want you to help us with it I know this cuts into your time but it's too pressing to delay. I'm sure you understand.” And Nora, in spite of her bad mood, nodded and said she'd like to help.
“Well, it's a woman's matter but Bob's one of the family so he won't mind hearing this. We figured that you, having been to so many feminist meetings, would know all about those examinations you can perform on yourself for cancer of the cervix. Could you show us how it's done?”
“Oh sure,” said Nora, her face breaking into a broad smile. “I'd be glad to. I'll just get the things I need.” She came back soon after with rubber gloves, a mirror, and a torch, and proceeded to take her jeans off. She wore no panties underneath, which surprised me. Then she lay on the couch and rested one of her legs over the back, the other by the side of it. “There's really nothing to it,” she said as she pulled the gloves on and cleaned the surface of the mirror. “The only professional piece of equipment you need is a speculum like this one.” She took it out of a plastic bag and inserted it into her hairy pussy. “It feels rather nice and it holds open the walls of your vagina and the cervix, so that all you have to do to look inside is to throw some light on the subject and check it out in the mirror.”
We bent over to look. Elaine was particularly curious and stared up into the lit vagina with all the avid-ness of a bull dyke. Mum looked at her strangely for a moment, shook her head, and turned her attention to Nora: “And breast cancer, how can that be found?” she asked.
“Oh, that's very easy.” Nora lifted up slightly and slipped out of her shirt. She looked very fetching in that position, with the speculum sticking out of her open pussy and her full breasts on display. All of us crowded around her and watched as she began to squeeze her tits. “You just squeeze and tap to see if there are any lumps in the flesh,” she said. The lecture went on for some time, with Nora squeezing and tapping and talking about the feminist ramifications of medical self-help which interested no one. I moved down to check the speculum out and the more I looked at it the more it resembled a tool of pleasure rather than one of medicine to me. I wondered if it could not stir Nora up. It stirred me up just to look at it, but then everything like that did. The nozzle of my douche bag, gynecological examinations, rough towels, toilet paper-and surely Nora wasn't constitutionally different from me?
I took the implement by the tip and moved it around just a little, not enough to alarm Nora. She was lecturing to her heart's content, and Mum and Aunt Liz were squeezing her tit to double-check. I became a bit bolder, moving the instrument in and out, slowly finding the right beat, and then maintaining it. Nora became less comfortable but she was still too busy to take any notice of what I was doing.
Elaine stood next to me and watched with wide open eyes, leaning over to shine the flash light up her. It seemed to intrigue her greatly. Suddenly she dropped the flashlight and took off her clothes. “Let me see myself,” she whispered, lying back on the floor and holding her hand out to me to get the speculum. I had to make a quick switch. While Nora was too occupied to notice what I was doing, I whipped the speculum out of her cunt and inserted my index finger instead. Elaine was soon absorbed by the interior panorama of her cunt. Not long after she dropped the flashlight and the mirror and put the speculum to its other use.
“I must check my tits,” said Aunt Liz. “This is so exciting, Nora, learning all this stuff. What did you say I had to do to myself?”
“You-have to palpate your breasts,” said Nora. She still didn't see that I had my finger up her to the knuckle. And while she didn't see it, I was more than happy to kneel down beside the couch and keep on shoving my finger up that wet, smooth cave, in and out, the ball of my thumb pressing against her labia just where her clitoris was in hiding.
“Palpate,” said Aunt Liz, nodding at Mum with all the glee of a newly enlightened one. “Let's see if I can do that.” She let her dress fall to the floor, took off her bra, and then, as if it was necessary, she slipped out of her panties too. With both hands squeezing her big tits she leaned down over Nora and asked: “Like this, honey?”
“That's right.”
“I'd better try that out, too,” said Mum, and stripped to the buff too. At this point Nora started to smell a plot. She began to look around the room and noticed that Bob was naked and perched on the back of the chair behind her, slowly tugging at his erect cock. She noticed that Elaine lay on the floor with the speculum going in and out of her downy little cunt. And she couldn't help notice that Mum and Aunt Liz were towering over her, naked, their big tits dangling inches above her face. I was the only one still dressed-but I had my finger up her cunt.
“What's going on here?” she asked bewilderedly, looking at Mum. “Are you sure you only wanted to know about self-examinations?”
“Just relax, darling,” said Mum. Nora couldn't. But just as she was about to get up, all of the stimulating I'd done backed up on her, and a wave of pleasure seemed to strike her down. As one Mum and Aunt Liz pounced on her from either side of the couch. A tit each was their due. They bent over and began to suck on her nipples with the expertise of women who knew what it is to be loved thoroughly. Nora couldn't resist. I added a finger to my sticky index and then another, stretching her cunt and making it wet very quickly.
