ETHICAL

Public Sex, Group Sex, and Orgies
sexual pleasure, and June hid in the kitchen making dip, one party
function that she at least understood.
As the guests began to arrive, June began to wonder whether she'd
be able to stay at this event. She was introduced to a parade of the
most outrageous dykes she'd ever seen, femmes and butches like birds
in bright plumage, sporting exotic garments designed to display a gallery
of tattoos, gleaming here and there with jewelry set in body parts
that June did not want to think about. And they were all so young!
June felt the full weight of her forty-eight years. She figured you can't
go wrong being polite, so she said the same how-do-you-dos she would
anywhere else, wondering how she'd respond if one of these enthusiastic
orgiasts actually told her how she did do.
In, at last, came a couple of women of unabashed middle age. One
of them, Carol, was a dead ringer for June's Great-Aunt Mary, if Great­
Aunt Mary had ever chosen to dress in high butch gear complete with
boots and cowboy hat. June felt relieved to have found one woman
she could relate to. Then Carol smiled a dazzling smile and announced
that she would like to put her hand in June's cunt.
June, swallowing a gasp but resolutely polite, said that she didn't
really feel quite ready for that, and Carol replied cheerily, "Okay, then,
I'll check in with you later." Great Goddess, thought June, there's no
escape. June knew about fisting, had learned to do it with a lover who
liked it, knew it was safe when done properly-but it seemed an odd
way to get acquainted with someone whose name she'd only learned
in the last half hour.
Then Lottie came in-close to june's age, but not dressed like it.
Lottie's obviously dyed, flaming red curls set off a black chiffon dress
through which could be clearly seen long black stockings, a black leather
corset, and a great deal of voluptuous pale flesh. How does she balance
on those heels, June wondered, as Lottie hugged, kissed, and chatted
her way through the progressively less clothed mass of partygoers. June
overheard Lottie thanking various women for their participation in a
previous orgy held in celebration of Lottie's fiftieth birthday. Do these
people ever get together and not have sex, wondered June.
Puppy piles began to form on the floor in front of the couch where
June was sitting-untidy heaps of women necking and petting, smiling
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