Loosening Up Bk. 11 Ch. 16-20

"I believe there's an old saying that it's not about size, but about what you can do with it." Dave laughed.

"Well, you're hitting spots inside me that I don't think have ever been touched ... And, how'd you ever learn to aim your cock at a woman's G-spot and make her cum like a banshee. I'm very orgasmic, but this is over the top and wonderful."

Elise urged, "Give her The Experience, David."

Gretch said, "I read about that. I'd like that ... I think. After what he did to plunder my little G-spot I'm left wondering whether he could do that much more."

Dave slowly slid his cock from Gretchen's snug middle-age pussy. Her gorgeous mature breasts shook in a sexy manner. She immediately started to leak some of the cum from the lovemaking earlier in the evening. Dave bent over and lapped at her pussy to catch the rivulet of semen before it had gone too far.

Gretchen gasped, "I've only met one other man that's willing to clean up cum from my pussy, and that's Roy. Is this a Circle thing?"

Roy said, "I learned there, from Dave as I recall. It has to do with pleasuring and arousing your partner. How'd you feel when he did that?"

"Like I was one of the most desired and special women in the world, and that this man would do anything to please me. You send the same messages, Roy. I'm already in love with the two of you."

"Good, our message got across."

Elise said, "One of the sexiest things a woman can do for man is suck him off and swallow his load. Even sexier is snowballing it with another woman where she got the cum from. If guys like that, their comparable act is to eat us out after intercourse and then snowball with us."

"OH!" Gretchen felt four of Dave's fingers penetrate her quim and slowly saw in and out of her body as he twisted his hand around. He was also licking her clit and his free hand was stroking her nearest breast, even pinching the nipple slightly. By his rough count, Gretchen had cum a dozen times since dinner. Each of her climaxes were earth-shattering for her, leaving her gasping for air and nearly comatose for several minutes. Dave hoped she'd survive The Experience. He did know CPR.

When Dave's hand slid inside her well lubricated vagina, Gretch's whole body spasmed and shook. Her legs sought something solid, and her arms waved as she tried to grasp something solid to hold onto. The squishy sounds made from his hand moving inside her were, given the circumstances, highly arousing and erotic -- a kind of very wet sloshing and squizzing, kind of like using a plunger but more intimate because everyone in the room knew the liquids involved were Gretch's female juices and the doses of semen she'd been getting all day and evening.

When Dave touched her A-spot -- her anterior fornix erogenous zone

-- Gretchen about turned inside out. "Oh, fuck! What's that?" She started to pant and writhe deeper onto his hand. She wanted more, for sure.

Dave explained in low soothing tones and kept stroking. Gretch couldn't get her legs spread enough for him. She wanted to look at what he was doing, but simultaneously just wanted to lie back and let the wonderful sensations spread all through her body. She'd spasm forward towards him, and then lean back in open submission. Her nipples hardened even more than they had from their earlier play.

After only a few minutes of his stroking around inside her, she started to arch and push harder into his hand. She wanted all of him inside her, so long as he kept doing what he was doing. This was a peak experience, and she knew it. Already, she could feel her love for this man.

Dave lightly bit her clit between sucking and licking it, and she spasmed again, "Oh ... fuck!" She pushed into his hand, and screamed, "CUMMING! OH ... FUCK ... OH ..."

Gretchen's body collapsed onto the table into an inert pile of orgasming and spasming female mush. Elise and Roy had moved off to the side to watch the couple. Elise instructed, "Sit on the sofa. We'll help her into your lap."

Dave complied, and then snuggled Gretchen's warm and sexual body into his. He kept kissing her and whispering loving words into her ears. He also acknowledged that 'small, cute, and fuckable' was an apt description that Elise had applied to her. He could easily hold her in his lap.

Gretchen's eyes opened after a minute and she looked around, but mostly into Dave's face. Dave leaned in and kissed her.

She struggled to speak, "I ... I ... I ... I've never ... never ever ... love ..." Her eyes teared and she started to gasp for air. She wanted to talk but couldn't. Her lower body was still spasming.

Dave coddled her. "It's all right, Gretch. I love you, too. I hope that brought you some pleasure."

Without speaking she shook her head violently in agreement with his comment. After a minute, she squirmed out of his arms and lay back on the sofa with a pillow under her head so she could see him. She spread her legs wide. She pointed at Dave's hard cock and then at her pussy as she pulled her lips apart and showed her pink and the opening of her vagina. The act was erotic and pure sex. She just said one word, "Now!"

Dave smiled and positioned himself to penetrate her again. As he slowly inserted his cock into her drippy mess, Gretch orgasmed again in a major way but didn't pass out. She grabbed hold of his arms and held on for dear life with her eyes closed as she concentrated on every nuance of the climax. Her finger nails dug into his forearms for thirty seconds as she went over the top and floated down again.

She gasped out, "Fuck me. Make love to me. Feel the love I have for you. Cum in me. Fill me again. I love you."

Dave did exactly as she asked, interspersing many kisses. At one point he gave her another orgasm by sucking on her breasts as he pulsed his cock inside her wet and spasming pussy.

They came together -- a beautiful matched set of orgasms. Gretch almost died again in his arms. She couldn't kiss him enough. She found her voice and pledged her love, her body, and her life to him.

Roy and Elise joined in hugging her as they all cuddled together.

Three evenings later, Dave sat on a picnic bench strumming his guitar. Gretchen sat in a chair opposite him, barely able to tear her eyes away from the younger man.

Roy and a new RVer in the park, Hal Markham, were heating up a grill to do a communal dinner of steaks, corn, and potatoes. At that point, they had a roaring fire that would make a wonderful bed of hot coals.

Elise sat nearby with Vera, Hal's spouse, and another couple, Margie and Dolby Butterworth. Dave had met most of them the day before when they'd pulled into the RV park for a week's stay. Each of them also had a forty-foot rig and towed some kind of car behind that they could use for local trips.

The conversation drifted around, and generally everyone was involved. Vera liked Dave's music and went and stood closer to watch him play. She told him between songs, "You really do have an excellent voice, plus given the length of time you've been learning, you are doing well on the guitar, too."

"Thank you. I need to be my best for concerts in Boise and Seattle in two weeks or so. I may play a little more of the guitar in concert, too. I'm a big faker -- a country music singer who can't play a musical instrument." He laughed.

Gretch defended him, "But you have other skills; you're such a great lover."

Vera teased Gretchen, "Are you going to give any of the rest of us a chance to try him out?" She was half serious. The previous night, Gretch had been a major barrier for any of the other women to break through to get to Dave. They'd fucked all night long until she dropped from exhaustion.

Gretchen looked at the ground, "I'm sorry. I've been very selfish. I just ... he's just so ... I love to make love with him. You'll see."

Vera went and kissed the top of Gretchen's head, "I hope I see. You can even join us. I go both ways, but I like cock better than pussy, but not by much." She then kissed her on the lips and stroked her cheek.

Gretchen brightened.

Dave said, "Don't be possessive or controlling. Remember our talk this afternoon. You have to let go in order to have. Besides, Margie and Elise both want time with me, too."

Vera allowed, "It's so nice to meet another mother-son romance. I worried that my son and I were alone in the world."

Dave gestured, "Tell me a little more."

Vera was apparently a trophy wife to Hal. His wife had died. Vera had been his executive assistant and what he referred to as his 'office wife'. She was twenty years younger and hotter than sin. She became his wife and the stepmother to Hal's then teenage son. As he graduated college and returned to work in the family business, he found his father and this hot babe not only running the business, but also fucking up a storm at home.

Vera explained, "At that point, Hal was wearing thin keeping up with me. I have a MUCH more active libido than he does. He suggested that I seduce Stephen and add him to my stable of men that I could use to quench the fires that burn so brightly with my sexual desire. Well, I did. He was twenty-three and had the requisite stamina.

She explained, "I never tuned down Hal, and sometimes he nails me twice in a day, but Stephen would have me six times and I was screaming for every one of them and wanted more. It works well, although I'm sure some people suspect what's going on. Traveling the way we are, I miss him. He's home running the business."

Dave teased, "That's because you look the part of a stereotypical trophy wife."

"Well, I am," she said with a smirk. "Traveling like this in the RV, I also get to meet new and interesting people in some places and I get to have new fuckbuddies. I want you to be a fuck buddy. I showed you my paper yesterday. When we were all doing show and tell."

Dave bowed in her direction, "I think I'd like to eat first. I do better on a full stomach."

Vera huffed, "Men! An army travels better on a full stomach. I think Napoleon said that or something like it."

Dave shrugged and started another song. He noted that while Vera referred to herself as a trophy wife and bimbo, she was smarter than most people he knew. She had a memory like a steel trap, and could figure out solutions to tough problems almost instantly.

Elise came over and put both hands on Gretchen's shoulders. She leaned down to talk to her. "Gretch, our two new men would like a shot at you tonight. They both think you're hot and fuckable, and hope you'll swing with them either together or one at a time. They're eager to please you."

Gretchen looked to Dave, worried that he wouldn't like her going off. He broke into his song and sang, "Go and do it, Gretchen. Fuck their lights out and their cocks off. I'll see you tomorrow or the next day, and I'll still love you and make love to you."

Gretchen reluctantly stood. "You're right. I need to socialize. Dave is leaving soon, and I won't see him for months probably, even if I go to Florida. I'll need other companionship."

Elise nodded and led her to where the others stood.

Vera took the seat Gretchen had been using. As she did, she untied the tails of the man's shirt she wore, allowing the sides to open and display her modest breasts. Dave smiled at the obvious come on.

Dave motioned and Vera rose and went to him. He wrapped an arm around her waist as he sat, and pulled her body closer. He set his travel guitar aside. The move put her breasts right in his face. He nudged her shirt open with his face, and sucked on one breast and then the other, spending careful attention to lave and tease each nipple as well as elicit pleasure from her.

Vera shuddered, "God, you are a sexy man. I think you just made me flood out my panties with girl juice. I'd fuck you right now, right here, if you were willing."

Dave pulled her face to him and executed a very sensuous kiss with her. "Later, babe. You are such a babe, too. We're going to have fun, and yes, let's do it right here after dinner. You're sure Hal won't mind?"

"Mind? If I DON'T go total slut on him, he'll disown me. He'll be banging Gretchen, but he loves to watch me fuck other guys. It's his kink. I guess he's kind of a cuckold, but I will never humiliate him or degrade him in any way. That'd be too much and over the line."

"Fucking another guy doesn't do that?"

"Not in his opinion. He thinks it's hot. He gets harder than granite, plus he can get an extra turn or two in an evening if he can see me getting planked."

"Does it have anything to do with the kind of guys you pick?"

"Maybe; I'm not sure. I like you, and men like you in terms of physique. I do not like the muscle-bound guys like you see in porn flicks, or men with oversize egos who think every girl is dying to get fucked by them. Not me. I like the guy next door -- friendly, vulnerable, approachable, open, trusting, and so on. He'll treat me right -- like you.

"When I first saw you and the motorcycle, I confess to rolling my eyes. I thought, oh great, here's another one, but you broke that image. I expected to see your whole upper body covered in tattoos, studs in your eyebrows, and a drug habit, but you just have a couple of small tats about your Circle and your wives, and you're so sweet otherwise. You're my kind of man."

"I'm honored, and I look forward to our evening together."

Margie came over and joined Dave and Vera. "Is this a private party? I can see that partial nudity is the norm here." She undid the buttons on her blouse, exposing her mature tits. She, too, was braless. Dave gestured and Margie also got her breasts suckled in an arousing and sexy manner.

Vera said to Margie, "Gretchen finally gave up her guard duty on this man."

Margie observed, "She's so in love it's pathetic. What did you do to her?"

Dave chuckled, "I'll show you both later, but that might be the result. I don't mean for that to sound egotistical."

"You do sound pretty sure of yourself."

"I have rarely not had this result. There's a biochemical reason for it; fundamentally, the body releases its hold on every molecule of oxytocin and it fills the bloodstream and creates a real bonding experience. It takes a day or more to wear off, but the memory lingers on as a nicer and favorable experience."

Dave shifted gears, "Do you guys travel in tandem all the time?"

Margie answered, "No, but we have met several times before. Hal likes me and Dolby likes Vera. We've swung before and know that we all take care so we don't get or pass on any STIs. Running into Roy and Elise was pure serendipity, and having you here was the icing on the cake."

Vera said, "We met for the first time three years ago down in New Mexico near Taos. We stayed in touch, and we trade travel plans. This year we realized we all wanted to do Yellowstone and Glacier parks, so we met up down near Cheyenne, and have traveled up here together. We're planning to be here for two weeks and then heading north into Canada in tandem."

Margie volunteered, "But, meeting Roy and Elise, and finding that they're likeminded about the sex may mean we stay here longer and just do a shorter foray into Canada. They're both special people and ... well, we're falling in love with them and their way of life -- what they call 'The Circle'."

Dave chuckled. Here were more converts to the Circle way of life only they hadn't realized it yet. He posed, "Did either of them offer to have you sent Cricket's book about the Circle or copies of the DVDs from the television show?"

Margie and Vera both lit up like Times Square on New Year's Eve. "No. Can you do that for us? That'd be so great."

Dave nodded, "I'll have them sent here. They should be here in a couple of days. Will that work? I'll need the address for this place."

They nodded and Dave confirmed the address, and by email asked Erin to expedite the shipment so it'd be sure to connect with the recipients. He knew she'd be laughing at him out there recruiting more members and, as she well knew, fucking his way across the country.

After a convivial dinner, Vera and Margie squired Dave a hundred feet away to the large RV rig that Vera and Hal owned. Like Roy and Elise's, it had every modern convenience that man could conceive. After a tour, the threesome went outside in the dark and started to make out with each other. The women were as eager with each other as they were with Dave and as he was with them.

A blanket on picnic table served as the starting point for their threesome. Dave got the two of the women side-by-side and was eating them as he sawed several fingers into their pussies. They were making out with each other.

While the immediate area near them wasn't lighted, there were a few lights scattered around the campground, plus some of the other rigs had an exterior light on. The threesome wasn't lit, but they also weren't that hidden.

Dave noticed one couple walking in the shadows on the road that ran past the entrance to the concrete pad the RV was parked on. They were about thirty feet away. They stopped and watched as Dave munched, and he guessed that they also heard the moans and words of encouragement the women uttered into the shadows. That couple eventually left and continued their walk in the dark.

Dave fucked Margie for a while, and then switched over to Vera. Vera orchestrated Margie sitting on her face to get eaten as Dave sawed his cock into her warm vagina.

Another couple stopped and watched. Dave figured if he could see them, they could see him and the two women. Dave kept pumping his cock into Vera.

Vera got quite vocal. "Oh, Dave, you have the best cock. I love it. You're hitting all sorts of spots deep inside me that normally don't get any action."

Dave watched the other couple watching them, but they'd also started to make out. The man had the woman's breasts out of her shirt and was often sucking on them. She had his cock out of his pants and was stroking him. She apparently had a lot to contend with, too.

The threesome on the picnic table reconfigured so Dave could fuck Margie while she ate Vera. As they started up again, Dave glanced at the couple. They'd moved closer and the young woman had shed her shorts and undies. The man was behind her with his cock in her quim. They were fucking as they watched the threesome.

Vera saw them and gestured. "Come closer. We won't bite. Let's watch each other from better vantage points."

The couple moved to beside the table. The young woman was a pretty dark-haired babe with a very hairy and untrimmed pussy. The man had a cock as large as Dave's, and stood quite tall.

The girl volunteered, "We're Peg and Jeff from Missouri."

Vera replied for our group, "We're Dave, Margie -- getting fucked, and I'm Vera -- getting eaten and creaming into Margie's mouth."

Jeff asked, "Can we use that bench?"

"Absolutely."

Peg lay down on the bench and spread her legs. Jeff sank all of his man meat into her and started to slowly pump. The two of them watched as Dave pushed repeatedly into Margie.

A few feet away, they all heard Gretchen moan. They all looked into the darkness and could see two males mating with another member of their group.

Peg said, "This is the best campground I've ever been in. I love all this sex."

Vera said, "Come see us tomorrow either here or down the row -- spaces fifty-five or fifty-nine. We should be around. Let's compare notes."

Peg went to agree, but ended up moaning as her boyfriend upped his pace and intensity suddenly. The others could hear her encouraging him to go faster, harder, and to give her all his love.

Dave took three days to get from north of Browning, Montana, near the Canadian border, southeast to Boise. In the process, he went through several national forests, Glacier National Park, the Flathead Reservation, the Nez Perce Reservation, the small city of Missoula, and many small towns that weren't much more than settlements of a few isolationists.