Loosening Up Bk. 11 Ch. 16-20

Dave also called his mother, Elise, to be sure that she and Roy still wanted a visitor. They'd returned north at the start of the summer from where they wintered in Arizona with their luxury RV. Dave got a hearty welcome, encouragement, and directions to see them in an RV park near Glacier National Park.

Dave practiced on the guitar after the calls. He also felt inspired to jot down some notes about what he'd seen, with the goal of writing a few more songs. So far, nothing he wrote and put a tune to seemed to inspire anybody, least of all Dave himself.

Dave noted that the time zone he was in was about two hours earlier than Sarasota. He slipped into bed relatively early, although he did miss the warm bodies of the two women that he'd spent the past three nights with.

The next morning, he enjoyed a country breakfast, packed up his bike, and then continued his ride north through what he thought was some of the most gorgeous and scenic country he'd ever seen.

He rode up to Livingston, west to Bozeman, and then took a few roads to Helena, and then north on 89 to Browning. He made good time, and followed his mother's directions towards the Glacier Park RV Center. The name was more august than the place, he would learn.

As he rode, he thought back to his life with his mother. He realized there were three or four phases in their relationship. Growing up, she'd been his MOM, in large capital letters. She was his mentor, motivator, protector, and teacher. She'd raised him to be without snap judgments of other people, making sure he knew there were always other circumstances about their behavior, life, and relationships that he didn't know about.

The second phase was after he'd left home for college and then after he'd married Alice and their early marriage years. She was supportive and encouraging, always making sure he and Alice talked about the important things they thought about or did. She and his father seemed to have a more active social life in that stage of life. He knew they often attended parties of some kind.

The third stage started after his father died. Elise discovered the environment Dave and Alice lived in and thrust herself into the Circle with zeal. She seemed to be a jump ahead of him. After understanding the Circle and their mores, especially about sex, she immersed herself in the place and sought membership. She became a major force to propel it forward and help its growth.

Further, one night she came to his bed in the middle of the night and made love with him, making him think it was someone else -- a non-incestuous someone. Their entire relationship flipped to a fourth stage of romantic love and passion, with a strong physical component. His younger brother Aaron eventually succumbed, too.

In between the third and fourth stages he learned more about his parents than he'd even suspected from her. Aaron was only his half-brother; another man had made Elise pregnant -- Bill Watson. Almost simultaneously, Dave's father made Betty Watson, Bill's wife, pregnant with Gail -- a relatively recent member of the Circle. Neither of them seemed to mind the shift in paternity.

Elise also confessed that she and her husband were not only intimate with the Watsons, but that they'd belonged to a swinger's circle or club back in their hometown in Ohio. They'd been swingers for their entire engagement and marriage, even as Dave and Aaron grew into adulthood. They never even suspected.

Elise was hypersexual, just like most of the others in the Circle. She had a raging libido and sex was usually on her mind. As she integrated into the Circle, Elise flagrantly taunted her sons by openly displaying her sexuality and romancing and fucking every male member of the group. She also took an active role in romancing the females, albeit at a slower pace.

Dave found the RV park and noted many different types of campers in various parts of the park, usually nestled in among various pines. Only about half of the campsites were occupied. He moved slowly along the dirt road and tried to be noiseless as he navigated through the narrow park roads looking for Roy and Elise's fancy camper.

Finally, he saw their luxury rig. They had probably the best and most scenic spot in the park. Their forty-foot RV was carefully parked, the various slides to expand the interior were all extended, the awning was out, and the small car they towed was parked nearby. They overlooked a small lake that fronted on some of mountains that led into Glacier National Park.

Dave pulled in and stopped his motorcycle. He'd barely removed his helmet and gloves when a small blur of hot blonde wrapped her mature body around his and kissed him with a love and passion he hadn't known for ages.

"I've missed you!" Elise cried between kisses. She had genuine tears in her eyes as she clutched him. "I'm so glad you came to see us. I may never let you leave." She urged him off the bike and then insisted that he hug her until he thought she'd pop. She kissed him wildly.

"Come inside. Come inside. I want you to make love to me right now. We're alone. I sent Roy away until I turn on the front light. I need you. I need you to fuck my lights out. Make love to me."

Dave barely got a glimpse of the interior of the RV before she pushed him back onto the large bed at the rear of the RV. She started to strip him of his clothes, occasionally tossing somethings she was wearing aside.

When they were naked, Elise reminded him that she was on the International Olympic Blowjob Team, and that she'd had a gold medal each year since she was fourteen. She fluffed her son and then mounted his cock and launched herself into his arms as he lay supine looking up at her.

"I LOVE YOU," she crooned as the last inches of his rampant cock slid into her small body. She waved her breasts in his face, alternately slapping his cheeks, until her realized that she wanted him to suck on her nipples. She smiled. "I knew you'd catch on."

"You have the best cock in the whole world. Moreover, I hope you have it in mind to do this about ten times a day with me. I'm very needy and trying to be reasonable."

Dave teased, "What about Roy?" He jerked his body into hers.

Elise moaned and pulled away; she looked at her son. "Roy is seventy-two. He's good for one great fuck a day, and maybe some other sex play. On a good day, I can maybe squeeze another one or two out of him, and believe me I try almost every day." She squirmed down on his cock again to insure total and deep penetration of her smaller body. A small moan of ecstasy escaped her mouth.

"Roy does fine, but you have stamina and staying power and recover like lightning. I know you take all those vitamins and things to help, and trust me every female you meet is grateful for what you do. By the way, when did you last get laid?"

Dave chuckled and told her, "Less than forty-eight hours ago. Their names were Lucy and Naomi. They're from Seattle but were at the Grand Tetons."

"And you left them in love with you?"

"I did. I'll see them again in Seattle where I have a concert in about three weeks. I have a smaller concert in Boise a week before that."

"Oh, God, your cock is just hitting all the right spots. I want to hear more about Lucy and Naomi, but right now I just want to concentrate ... on my ... impending ... first ... orgasm."

Elise's entire body started to spasm and shake as her orgasm arrived. Her breasts shook only inches in front of Dave's face. He could feel her entire pussy and surrounding area trying to massage his cock and milk every last drop of cum from him. He complied, of course, and jetted a copious amount of his male fluid deep inside her, splattering his seed across the face of her cervix.

Elise hummed, "God, if I was still fertile you and I would have just made quintuplets. That felt sooooo good. Not only do I love you, but I also love making love with you." They kissed and kissed and kissed some more.

Elise eventually rose up and allowed his quiescent cock to flop onto his stomach. She was on it instantly, cleaning every morsel of their juices from the shaft. She hummed happily as she did. When she deposited some of his cum on his thigh, she lapped that up as well. She hopped off, "I need to use the toilet for a moment." She disappeared only a few feet away into what passed as an ensuite bath in the RV. He heard her cleaning herself. He got up and slipped back into his clothes.

Dave was prowling around the front of the RV when she came out of the bedroom only wearing some light blue bikini panties. He said, "This RV is the cat's pajamas. I love this vehicle and all its conveniences. It's like an elaborate doll house with a zillion bells and whistles in every corner."

"I'll show you some of the upgrades we've made later. Right now, flip that first switch by the entry door. That'll signal Roy that he can come home."

"Where was he?"

"Visiting a hot widow woman in a slightly smaller RV about five parking spaces away. Unless I miss my guess, she probably seduced him well before you arrived. I hope they both scored. I like her. I'll introduce you to her. You could do that Experience thing to her and turn her into a fan. The only problem I could see with her when we first met was that she desperately needed to get laid. Roy fixed that after she knew I was cool with the idea."

"Roy would be up to the task again today, I take it?"

"I understated his capabilities a few minutes ago. You do outshine him, but he does have his skill set well honed. I swear he can eat pussy like no other man I've ever known. Sorry, honey. He also has a bazillion vitamins, supplements, hormones, and ED meds he takes to aid the cause. You know the drill and probably taught him about that stuff. We've met a lot of sexy friends in our travels. He leaves the women breathless and the men his age jealous of his capabilities.

"There's a subculture among RVers, especially those without kids tagging along. A high percentage of us are up for swinging and swapping. Oh, don't worry, we just had our STD tests and we're clean. We knew you were coming. The widow Hutchinson, where Roy is, is also clean as a whistle. We're all very careful. I think that the swinging is part of the RV culture. We stay clean and remain careful.

"When we get to a new campsite, or when someone arrives where we are, we all go sniffing around each other to see whether they're likeminded and whether they'd like to have a nice group fuck."

"What's your most memorable experience so far?" Dave asked.

Elise laughed, "The Saguaro RV Park outside Tucson. We had a mini-Circle all winter long. There were over thirty of us camped there for the winter, and we were all horny as hell. We fucked like rabbits every day. I think Roy and I only connected about once a week. I was riding some other cock and he was buried in some other pussy the rest of the time. We even had these cool group sex sessions outside under the stars on the warm nights just like the Circle does on your patio."

"Sounds like fun. I wouldn't have expected it from the RV crowd. You know, grey hair, church going, conservative and such."

Elise laughed again. "Wrong. Many of the RVers we've met come from the mid-central states; what you might think of as the Bible belt. Well, they love to fuck and swing and everything else. Those states consume more pornography that anyplace else on the planet, too.

"I do have a confession to make about that Arizona group. I took a leadership role and got them to mold themselves like the Circle. I had them read Cricket's book and watch many of the TV episodes. Just about everyone liked the idea, so we really did create a mini-Circle. We took over one corner of the RV park near one of the pools. We got all our RVs together in one part of the larger park. The shapelier women were even nude or topless on the good weather days. Oh, and we fucked around the clock. It wasn't only an evening sport. Most of the group is going to reconvene for this coming winter, too."

Dave smiled, "I'm glad for you. Here in Montana, you have the widow down the way; anybody else?"

"Not right now, but there are some new rigs due to pull in here for extended stays before the weekend. Who knows? We're patient." She gave a Cheshire cat grin. "You should stay around. You'll be a real hit with the ladies, plus I love to have you around as I hope you know."

Just then the door to the RV opened and Roy came up the three steps into the RV from the concrete pad. The older man, his stepfather, had a smile a mile wide. "Hello, there David. How's it hangin'?"

"Pretty well, Roy." They hugged and back slapped for a bit and then separated. He looked the healthiest he'd ever seen him and Dave commented on it. Roy had a heart attack five years earlier that prompted him to make some major changes to his lifestyle: he retired, changed his terrible dietary habits, started to exercise, and dropped a lot of the stress he was carrying as a result of being the CFO for Knightsbridge Manufacturing. Dave's wife Alice had eventually taken over his position.

Roy said, "We walk the mountains almost every day, sometimes taking long hikes for hours. I've had some days where I have fifty- or sixty-thousand steps. Once we even passed a hundred thousand, but that was on more level ground. I have muscles I never knew I had, because I'm also hanging out in the gyms at whatever RV campground that we're at. I'm also swimming a lot, too; at least on good days in warm water. This place has an indoor pool and gym in the main building, so I know you'll like it."

"Have you had a heart stress test and all?"

"You'd never know I had a heart attack. Yes, I go every six months. I have one of the strongest hearts a couple of the specialists have seen. There is something to this lifestyle. I eat right, too, thanks to Elise."

"And you're exercising in other ways, as well, I hear?" Dave teased and gestured outside to the other RV five spaces away.

Roy laughed, "I am. Your mother always wants more of me, even when we're out hiking. Currently, we have Gretchen in an RV about two-hundred feet that way, too, and she's proving to be as demanding as Elise. I just spent an hour making her very happy, but we need your help."

Roy turned to Elise. "I took the liberty of inviting Gretch to dinner and to meet Dave. I spent some time telling her about him -- the PG version. She's also seen him on many of the TV episodes, and she's one of his music fans. She knows a little about the Circle, consequently. She didn't say so, but I think she's hopeful about some further romance tonight."

Elise smiled and glanced at Dave, "Bring it on. Let's have a little foursome here tonight. I have a chicken dish in the oven that'll feed all of us."

Dave rolled his eyes. "I am very content just to have the pleasure of your company. You don't need to fix me up with anybody. I can even skip a few nights without female companionship in bed, too."

Elise smiled and said in a slightly sarcastic but motherly tone, "I would never let that happen to you. Besides, you'll like Gretchen, and she'll like you. She's your kind of woman: small, cute, and fuckable. She also has a very nice RV, so if you choose to go back there with her, you'll be quite comfortable in more ways than one."

Just then, there was rap on the side of the RV and the door opened. 'Small, cute, and fuckable' came up the three steps into the RV without a reply to her knock. She was as advertised and had a bright smile to boot.

Gretchen was all of five feet tall and an exceptionally happy and peppy looking face that outshined the sun when she smiled. Thirty years earlier she must have been a cheerleader. She had blonde hair to her shoulders and a trim body. She was smiling and also only wearing some cutoff jeans. She had two gorgeous breasts that were sagging due to her age, but all that did was invite some playful dreams. She was barefoot and had some outrageous different colors of nail polish on every toe. He noted that her fingernails were similarly painted.

"Gretch, this is David. We had just started to tell him about you," Roy said.

She laughed, "Did you tell him that I'm a slut. I'm kind of a 'lot lizard' but I'm not a ho. I love to fuck ALL the time just like your mother. They taught me about the term 'hypersexual'."

Dave laughed. She was obviously trying for outrageous and something of shock value.

Dave said, "A pleasure to meet you, Milady. I think we'll get along just fine." He bent down and kissed her cheek. "Apparently, we have similar interests and temperaments."

Gretch slowed down her initial foray at conversation, "I sometimes do and say outrageous things. Sorry, if I put you off. I am one of your biggest fans though. I love your music, and I think sometime in the autumn that I might accept Roy and Elise's invitation and drive my RV down to Sarasota to see what your set-up in the Circle is really like. I've watched most of the episodes of your TV show, so I know what I'm getting involved in."

Dave teased, "Well, about all I really learned about you, so far, is that you have a nice RV a few feet away, and that you're 'small, cute, and fuckable'. Would you care to fill in some of the details around that sketchy background?"

Gretch laughed, "Sure, but let's have some wine first. You like a glass of ice and then white wine over it, right?"

"Good memory."

"That's from the TV show and Cricket's book. Something like the third episode and she mentioned it in chapter three. I have an eidetic memory. I see things once and I can recall them with high precision -- a photographic memory. I don't forget stuff. I also belong to Mensa."

She took a deep breath and then spoke rapidly, "I'm a widow -- husband had a heart attack at age forty-five. I'm fifty now, so have been a widow for a long time. I have a Ph.D. in molecular biology and worked until his death five years ago. He had a lot of insurance. I kicked around until I bought my RV two years ago; now, I'm off to see each state on the continent and all of the Canadian provinces. Whataboutyou?" She'd talked so fast, many of her words ran together.

Dave said, "Riding my motorcycle to see the lower forty-eight, at least to some degree. I've just passed through some, but spent time in others."

Gretch said, "According to Elise and Roy, you're fucking your way across the country. I like that in a man. I read all about your trip on the fan club web site, too. Sometimes, they know more than she does."

Elise said, "I don't check as often as I might. I'm surprised at how well-informed they are. One of the women in the Circle keeps them informed about some of the goings on in the Circle and Dave's travels, but they must also have other sources."

She turned to Dave, "Many of the girls you make love with contact the Circle or the fan club to find ways to be closer to you. They trade information, I guess," Gretch speculated.

Dave said, "Being a public figure now because of the music and concerts, I don't expect much in the way of privacy."

Elise announced dinner. Roy moved a few things and almost like magic, a dinner table appeared and then two additional folding chairs. Gretch and Dave sat on the sofa; Elise and Roy in the chairs. Dinner was superb. Dave called it 'Mom's home cooking' and gestured around the RV.

After dinner and cleanup, Roy put on an adult film on the large living room television. The two couples curled up together on the sofa to watch. It didn't take much to get everyone in an amorous mood.

"This is a sturdy table," Dave observed aloud.

Roy replied, "Surprisingly, so. This isn't the first time with two women being fucked on it."

"Part of your RV swinger's lifestyle."

Roy chuckled as he pistoned into his wife, "You bet."

Gretchen moaned, "My God, but you're satisfying. I'm not sure I've ever had a cock as large as yours."