Loosening Up Bk. 11 Ch. 11-15

Beside them, without moving, Dakota mumbled, "I knew you two would hit it off. I'm happy for you."

After their orgasms, Dakota fully awoke. She'd rolled over and watched the two of them with a slight smile on her face as she rubbed her own genitalia. After some orgasms, she gently pulled the lovers apart and inhaled Dave's sticky wet dick. A moment later, she was eating and sucking his cum from Bree's bare slit. She looked up and said, "Bree, you taste like Dave. Dave, you taste like Bree. That's good." She giggled uncharacteristically.

Dave said to her, "You're amazing. You'd never done anything like this until a week ago at the concert, right?"

She lifted from Bree's snatch again, "Right. Eating Bree's pussy is my new favorite hobby next to making love with you. I am not changing sides, but boy do I love to eat pussy, especially when your cum is inside waiting to be retrieved."

"Do you want me to attend to you?" he asked Dakota.

"Oh, absolutely." She wiggled her butt in the air and spread her legs further.

Dave moved behind her and stroked his shaft until it had adequate rigidity to slide into her mature body. She was still wet and sticky from the night before, and that helped lubricate his entry. Nonetheless, she moaned in the utmost satisfaction as his shaft fully entered her. Just the feel of her warm vagina surrounding his cock jolted his system enough to complete the job of creating another sterling hard-on that always pleased his partners.

Bree came and came again as she surrendered to Dakota's tongue and kisses on her pussy. "Oh, God. You two are the horniest people I've every met. You're like me. I want to fuck all the time. I love being able to switch with the two of you. I've always known I was bisexual. This was my first chance to try it. I love it. I love both of you."

After a few more orgasms by all of them and some naps, they remain crashed in a sticky pile on the bed, the aromas of various sexual juices wafting on the air. Dave cracked an eye at the hotel's clock radio beside the bed -- ten a.m. He slowly rose from between the two women and slid out of bed. "I'm going to the gym." His only reply was an 'Mmmmmmm' from Dakota.

He returned an hour later. The two women were dressed, and having a cup of coffee in the living room. They both rose and greeted him as he came in.

He held up his hand, "Very stinky man, here. Let me shower, then maybe we can have some brunch somewhere." He quickly disappeared into bedroom suite's bathroom.

Bree was jumping around when he returned from his shower only wearing his briefs. "We're going to the Edelheid Haus for brunch. It's nearby and they have the best breakfasts of anyplace in town. I've never eaten there, but the word is out. I even got us a table. Get dressed."

The three left the hotel and walked. The day was a little cloudy so they wore their light jackets. The restaurant did look Bavarian and was decorated that way. Their brunches were superb. Bree and Dakota had fancy French Toast, and Dave had one of their signature omelets.

Dave asked Bree, "Tell us more about yourself, please."

Bree smiled and launched into a brief soliloquy. "I was born and grew up in Glenwood Springs -- about a hundred miles that way." She pointed. "Dad is a handyman around town and drinks too much. Mom is an elementary school teacher. I have an older brother who's off in the Army somewhere in the Middle East on his third tour. Basically, we were and are at the lower end of the economic spectrum.

"I graduated from the local high school and am the first in the family to go to college -- if I can keep going. The high school was unique in how everything was taught. We all knew that we were test subjects and it felt wonderful to be an experimental rat." She laughed. "Even being experiments, I learned a lot. I liked school."

"Anyway, one time my family went to San Diego on the only real vacation I can ever recall my family taking. I was about fourteen and I saw the ocean for the first time. I LOVED it. I knew immediately that I wanted to study oceanography, but there's not much opportunity to do that at the Western Colorado University in Gunnison, where I've been going. They're cheap and I can get jobs around the small city." She sighed. "The ocean stuff will always be my unattainable dream.

"So, I work, save money, go to school for a semester with a little financial aid, run out of money, and then start the process over again. I figured it'll take me six or seven more years before I graduate unless I luck into some great financial aid of some kind. I keep looking for sources of funds, but so is everyone else."

Dave nodded, "What're your grades like?"

"I have a 3.75 GPA. I got a couple of 'B's' here and there. Calculus was one weak point. I like to study, but when things are highly structured, I kind of chafe under the structure."

"Did you ever look at schools outside of Colorado?"

"Couldn't afford them unless they were free. I tried but an out of state student was a disadvantage. None were free. My guidance counselor hooked me up with WCU. She knew Gunnison, and also helped me get a good job there."

Dave said, "What if you could attend the University of Southern Florida in Sarasota on a full-time basis. You'd have a full scholarship that included all books, class expenses, and incidentals. You could major in Oceanology and Environmental Sciences. You'd also be provided a studio apartment and full meals, have full health insurance as well as daily access to a local clinic for the more mundane ailments. You'd have a built-in neighborhood with over two hundred friends, plus whoever you cultivate at the school. In addition, you'd get $2,000 a month in spending money, and be provided a new car. In the summers, your new friends would help you apply for an internship at the Mote Marine Laboratory also based in Sarasota and doing work all over the world on various marine subjects. Your acceptance there, given your new friend's connections, would be a sure thing."

Bree's eyes got glassy. "That's a dream so far from reality I can't even envision what it would be like. That's the dream ... and it's so far off." Tears formed in her eyes.

Dakota looked in awe at Dave.

Dave smiled, "All you have to say is, 'Yes, I'll take it.'"

Bree sobbed slightly, "Really? Yes, I'll take it. What did I just agree to do?"

He chuckled, "You just agreed to come to Sarasota, move into a small apartment the Circle has, accept our largess, and attend the nearby university. There is a stipulation that you have maintain a 3.50 GPA or better, but that doesn't sound like a problem. If you want to go back and forth to see your parents, we'll cover your travel. You'll have a new car, too. Of course, we'll also pay to have them come to you so they can see how you're living and meet some of your new friends, including me and Dakota."

"You're kidding?" Bree said in a more alert tone. "Pinch me. I must be dreaming."

"Not a bit. There is a contract and some paperwork that covers what I just told you. I probably forgot a perk or two. We should start that process pretty quick, so that we can get you into the fall semester at our local university."

"You'll be there?" Her voice cracked on the edge of hysteria and tears.

"On and off. I won't be there for the next month or two while I'm finishing my tour of the forty-eight states. I'll set it up so someone close to me catches you and gets you situated and humming in the high-speed lane."

Dakota said, "I'm going to be there. I'll be a pledge right along with you."

"A pledge? You mean to the Circle." Her voice had shifted and betrayed her further excitement. Tears were rolling down her cheeks.

Dave said, "Yes. You know about it and even said you liked the idea. I'm calling your bluff."

Bree had happy tears running down her cheek. "Oh God, I'll do it. The whole thing. Meeting you ... having you sit at my table ... last night ... you just changed the rest of my life. I know you did. It's kind of scary just muddling along as best I can and suddenly you pop into my life when you happened to sit at my table. OMG. What if you'd sat one table over?

"In less than twelve hours you change just about everything there is about me -- my long-term plans, my goals, my lifestyle, who I'm in love with, where I'll be living, and ... everything. You're dropping me into another experimental -- for me -- environment to see how I'll do and thrive. I will thrive. I promise. I'll never let you down." She continued to choke back her tears.

Dakota held her hand. "He's doing the same to me, honey. I don't need the education stuff; I have all that as you heard. He is dropping me into that environment to see how I do, too. I'm just as scared, but I'm aroused and excited and I look forward to it eagerly. I was bumping along through life like a drone; suddenly my life has all been tossed in the air. I hope you're as perpetually horny as I am. I think that's going to be a required trait to enjoy the next part of your life when we get to the Circle."

The two women hugged, and held each other tightly for almost two minutes. Others in the restaurant looked at them, and then looked away to avoid embarrassing them. Both Bree and Dakota had tears on their cheeks.

Bree then threw herself into Dave's lap almost knocking him over in his chair. She kissed him all over and called him wonderful names. Again, she pledged her love, her life, and her devotion to him. The people at adjacent tables, knew he'd just done something really nice for her.

Later, as they were all back in the freshly remade bed making love, Dave felt he should amplify on one point. "Bree, I just want to clarify something. The deal I spoke of to you is unrelated to our having sex, except, well, I did get to know you better. There is no link forward there as far as I'm concerned. Everything is not conditional. You need not continue in a sexual way with me or any of the people you'll meet in the Circle. Everything I proposed to you is independent of that. Please don't feel obligated to give of yourself in that way. You can say no to any of that part of our lifestyle."

Dakota broke in, "On the other hand, Dave is one of the best lovers you'll ever meet. Your scholarship and all that aside, I attest that you would be making a grave mistake if you were to terminate your physical relationship with him -- and I'm a new independent and experienced participant and observer. I also have a suspicion that the other men in the Circle are no slouches either."

"How do you figure that?" Bree asked.

Dakota said, "There are roughly two-hundred people in the Circle -- members and pledges. There are more women than men, but with few exceptions, the women prefer men as romantic partners. Each man therefore has potentially about a hundred and twenty or more women he's making love with periodically. THAT, sweetheart, is a lot of experience.

"Moreover, Dave told me the women are independent and know what they like and dislike. So, each man gets some kind of instruction once in a while from each of those women. He stores that in his memory banks and uses it in each of his subsequent lovemaking sessions with the other women as they teach him still more lovemaking skills. THAT is a lot of sexual education, and I don't mean the theoretical kind you get in school. Each man ends up with a lot of practical experience in how to please a woman, and that to me means they're going to be well-above average lovers. I look forward to meeting each of them."

Dave added with a chuckle, "There's more, if I may. The men have also studied how to be good lovers, and I mean from multiple sources outside the Circle, but also including each other. We've also had some of our more adept couples give demonstrations about erotic massages, fellatio, cunnilingus, and intercourse in various positions and more. We do take sex and our sexual pleasure very seriously. We always want to provide an outstanding experience to our partners."

Dakota leaned over and kissed Dave as Bree returned to her seat. "You haven't failed either of us once since we met you. I don't suspect your cohorts in Florida will be any different."

Bree asked, "Are they all ... older men."

Dave chuckled, "I think we have 'men' in every decade of life. The preponderance recently has been younger men and women. Many are your age or close to it, plus a good size group slightly older but still in their twenties. They're certainly more energetic about some aspects of our lifestyle, the sex included."

Dakota asked, "What about my age?"

Dave laughed. "Don't worry. You'll be happy and well cared for. One thing you should get used to is finding you love and are loved by younger men. I'm not sure what it is about the men in the Circle, but there's no age discrimination in any direction. You will be highly desired."

"Will anybody be ... biased because of my skin color or race?"

Dave was shocked at the thought, "Absolutely not. If you feel anything like that, I want to know about it immediately. Such an attitude towards anybody for any reason like that would surprise the daylights out of me, but I won't discount the possibility. It's possible but highly improbable. I extend that to the university, too. If there are workplace problems, we want to stop them in their tracks. Tell me. You'll find sisters and brothers in the Circle even darker and of other races, so you'll not be that different from what's there. We love the diversity. If there are problems we can fix them all sorts of ways, even being discrete about the whole situation."

Dakota looked relieved.

After lunch, the trio walked around Vail, mostly window shopping. Along the way, Dave asked what kind of wardrobe Bree had. She got embarrassed again, and explained that her family didn't have money for 'fancy' clothes. Everything was simple and functional. Just about everything she owned was in the storeroom at the bar she worked at.

The result was that Dave and Dakota led her to some boutiques where they started to outfit Bree with some very nice clothes. They also picked up a large suitcase in one store and after filling it with some purchases in the store, had it delivered to the hotel so they could continue shopping.

When they got back to the hotel, Bree retrieved her new suitcase and started to put on and remove off every item she bought. Her enthusiasm was contagious. She often squealed with joy over some purchase they'd made for her. Dakota and Dave sat for the fashion show, often ogling Bree's nude body. She gave little naked dances to entertain occasionally.

Dakota stated, "If you'll come with me to Albuquerque there are even more stores with a wider selection."

Dave said, "That's a good idea. What are your plans?"

"What are yours? We want to hang out with you until you leave."

Dave kind of grimaced. "I'd like to leave tomorrow and head up into Wyoming, but I'm leaving you in the middle of nowhere here in Vail."

Bree laughed, "Hardly. There are multiple flights and most go through Denver. I helped a customer pick a flight last week at the restaurant. There are shuttles from this hotel to the airport, too."

Dakota announced, "Then, Bree and I will go to my home, and then from there to Sarasota."

Dave said, "That'll free me up to continue north."

"Yellowstone?"

"For a ride through. I have an appointment to see some majestic mountains in Wyoming -- the Grand Teton Mountains. From just the pictures I've seen, I think that they're the most spectacular mountains in the country."

"I agree," Dakota said. "Plate tectonics at work, or it was millions of years ago."

"Scary, the amount of energy to push up mountains like that."

Bree came closer to the two of them, wearing only some bikini undies. She pushed her breasts out to tease them. "Can we make love a dozen times before you leave?"

Dave smiled, "You over-estimate my capabilities, but I can try to please you."

Dakota grinned. "I'll help."

Bree did a little dance to music only she could hear. In the process, she stripped out of her panties and then proceeded to give a lewd show of trying to reveal everything about her sex to the other two. Both got to lick her slit as she presented it to them for oral attention. Dave got on the carpet so that he could tilt his head back enough to lick deep into her slit.

Dakota was quick to disrobe, dropping her clothes on the suite's sofa where she'd been sitting. When she was naked, she also joined in the lewd behavior that Bree had started. She got licked to orgasm for her efforts. She was very wet.

Dakota observed to no one in particular, "I never would have done this, even alone in private, until I met Dave. Now, it feels so free and wanton. I love it."

Dave urged her, "Keep loosening up. Being at the Circle in Sarasota will help. You'll be inspired."

Bree said, "You've used those words before: loosening up. I need a dose of that, too. I've thought that I was liberal and I've freely had sex, but the Circle will be at another level, I'm sure."

"It will be what you make it," Dave promised.

The three tumbled onto the large bed. In short order, Dakota had skewered her pussy onto his cock and was slowly moving. Their eyes were locked together, and soon their minds and souls fused together to form an inseparable alloy of love.

Bree watched, entranced at the emotional lovemaking taking place only inches from her eyes. After the orgasms, Dave reached out and pulled her into a group hug. She told them, "You two were amazing. I've never seen such focus and concentration on each other."

Dakota commented quietly, "That was the most intense lovemaking in my life, except when Dave gave me The Experience. Even then, this was more romantic and soul connecting. You can tell true love in the eyes of your lover. Look below the surface. Look into their soul. The eyes are the portal to the soul and the purest thoughts that person has about you."

Bree snuggled into Dave's side and put an arm around both Dakota and him. The feelings of love in the room were palpable. Later, Bree shared the same spiritual lovemaking with him.