Loosening Up Bk. 02 Ch. 05-09

"Owen came home. They're going to sleep with him in his bed. I think he's already fucking one of them down the hall."

"Do you want Dave to fuck you? I'd like to watch, if you do."

Julie shifted and inhaled Dave's wet cock. He quickly regained some firmness from the oral play, and then felt an alternate heaven as she rose over his body and enveloped him with her velvet sheath.

Morning was as chaotic as usual. Matthew was having a meltdown about having to go to his grandmother's home. Heather didn't want to be late for class, but he kept dragging his heels.

Alice and Julie couldn't get the right 'look' to go to their offices, so both decided on a change of clothing after having been fully dressed. Dave had prepared scrambled eggs, but they got a little overdone and dried out. The coffee was too thin. They ran out of orange juice. It was a pretty normal day.

Dave held his hand up, grabbed Heather as she passed by in a whirl, and kissed her. "I love you. Just leave. I'll handle Matthew and drop him at your mother's. Keep your cell on; I'll call if there's a problem."

Heather kissed him, and raced out the door with her university backpack.

Matthew watched his mother go, and dissolved into tears. He'd lost the small amount of leverage he had to prolong the morning chaos he seemed to like because part of it centered on him.

Dave got some of the less burnt eggs into his erstwhile son, and then did a short cleanup of the kitchen as Julie and Alice gobbled down their eggs and weak coffee. They all left together. By now, Matthew was resigned to his fate; he behaved and was even giggling when Dave walked him up to Claire Manning's front door.

"Hi, Mrs. Manning. I'm here to drop off Matthew. He's eaten some eggs, but we didn't have any OJ."

Claire Manning, Heather's mother, appeared to be in her early fifties. She had a pallid complexion, and seemed somewhat listless. Nonetheless, she was enthusiastic about having Matthew for the day, and welcomed him with a big hug.

Matthew promptly announced, "Daddy Dave kissed Rachel and the Mom's last night."

Dave rolled his eyes heavenward. "Someone has too big a mouth. Matthew we don't talk about those things outside our own family."

Claire was laughing; the first sign of real life behind her sallow look. She said, "Thank you for dropping him off, and thank you for loving my daughter. For the first time in her life, she's truly happy living with life. You've got a very happy girlfriend." She snickered, "You may kiss her all you like in spite of the craziness in how you all live."

Dave waved over his shoulder as he left after parking the large shoulder bag that traveled with Matthew everywhere he went just inside the front door.

* * * * *

Grace Anders knocked on the back door of the Prentiss' home about ten a.m. on Saturday morning. Dave got the door and let her in. Heather was right behind him, having gotten up from her studying at the dining room table. Alice came to see who was there, as well. Pam and Julie both stuck their heads in view, greeted Grace and then disappeared again once they were sure she hadn't come to see them. Dave gave her a warm kiss and hug, and escorted into the living room.

Grace said, "I just wanted to talk to you Dave, and Alice, I guess, about Rachel." She looked concerned.

Dave gestured to the sofa, and Grace sat. Dave joined her and Alice sat in the nearby chair. "First, you never have to knock. Just come into the house any time -- day or night. Now, what's up?"

"I am now worried that Rachel may have unrealistic expectations about her relationship with you. She's off the deep end in love -- puppy love, I'm sure."

Alice started, "We are also concerned and we talked to her about it. She was with us overnight on Wednesday, almost at her insistence, so she could 'make love' with David. We gave her some latitude. She said she'd left you a note telling you where she was."

"She did; even telling us she'd be staying overnight."

"Did she tell you what happened that night, and I don't mean the sex?" Dave chuckled.

"No, only that some kind of commitment had been made to her."

"Commitment might not be quite the right word," Alice said. "She announced her love and deep desire to be with our husband. I use the term 'our' because we went out of our way to make sure Rachel saw that Pam, Julie, Heather, and I are already the primary women in Dave's life. I think that was a bit of a rude awakening for her. Dave also explained that she couldn't just drop in and expect a berth in his bed with no one else around; there aren't that many places to sleep here that don't already have occupants.

"She was so dejected that we did give her permission, if you will, to stay over with us --with Dave really -- on Wednesday nights. Dave, however, also has the right to choose who else will be in the bed and whether he'll make love to Rachel, the other person, or both of them. We told her that she might also see him intimately on Saturday evening at our parties if things worked out that way."

Grace sat back, "Ah, thank you. That connects the dots for me, and it makes me feel a little better about her infatuation. Was anything said about the other nights of the week?"

Alice responded, "Only by implication that the rest of Dave's 'wives' had him booked solid and that was the way he wanted it."

Dave nodded, "True, that."

"We talked about drop in visits between Circle members. I don't recall whether Rachel heard that. What about that?"

"We've had a couple of visitors and each of us has visited some of the others. If you haven't had a visit, I would chalk that up to you being new members and none of us wanting to prevail over your private lives."

Grace nodded, "I'm not feeling neglected, and we would welcome an occasional visitor mid-week. How did you handle that?"

"Ah, I see. An example, Dori came to visit overnight while Ty was traveling," Alice said. "She's my best friend and sapphic lover, so I wanted her to stay and play. In that case, Owen took Julie off to his condo. Pam was traveling, too; so we had relatively lots of room."

Grace nodded. "I'm probably being nosy, but did one of you join Dave in bed with Rachel?"

"Julie, and we all made love and had sex before going to sleep," Dave shared.

"Rachel seemed to feel very affectionate about Julie when we talked last night."

"Affectionate and lustful might be more complete," Dave allowed with a chuckle. Julie ate her out to a half-dozen orgasms before the night was out. She also got all my cum from inside her, something that Julie really likes to do.

"Those things don't concern me, but having her heart broken does."

"We're not out to do that, but we are trying to be sure she knows the full picture about what's going on. We've been nothing but honest with her."

Grace said, "She wants to live with Christie on the Circle as she starts college, but then she started to talk about renting the tenth house. She thinks it's going to be a little love nest for the two of you, I'm guessing."

"I guess I'll have dissuade her of that notion without rejecting her. If she was there, I might visit, but I don't see myself staying overnight on a steady basis. I have a large family here, and there has been some recent talk about having more children besides Matthew."

Alice said, "There was some specific talk among the original four women that the tenth house might better serve us if it was the home for a nanny. We see it as a guesthouse until that time, although I wouldn't care if Rachel used it for a while. There is some space in the core that'll be storage space at first, that we can turn into a nanny apartment later, if we have one that lives in."

Dave shared, "Rachel would like to feel she's more on her own, even though it's only four houses away from yours. She mentioned a couple of roommates."

"And how would they fit into all the Circle activities?" The implications about the sex was obvious.

"I asked that of her, too; and we left the question unanswered, but she clearly saw the issues. The rest of the Circle won't like it if they have to curtail their social life because Rachel brings in some socially prim and proper friends, or friends that gossip."

"Nor would I," Grace said. "I just got back in the swing of things and I don't plan to regress, nor does Jack. We'd be the first to boot her onto campus were than to start."

Grace thought for a few moments. "I have a sneaky idea about how to temper my daughter, but it might be seen as kind of mean."

Alice and Dave sat forward to be sure they heard the idea clearly.

Grace said, "What if the extra woman in your bed next Wednesday was me?"

Alice and Dave both laughed. "Wonderful. Great. Yes."

Grace elaborated, "We have a bourgeoning love relationship with one another, and we've made no secret about it. Rachel knows how I feel about both of you, but to see it, feel it, watch it, and so on, might give her a different perspective on how things should be working between her and you -- or any of the others.

"She's too wrapped up in exclusivity and monogamy in the relationship she's envisioning with you. I think she's putting up with the other woman clause in your agreement with her, but she hopes it won't be exercised. She wants you all to herself, I'm sure."

"We'd make love," David affirmed. He gestured between himself and Grace.

Grace grinned, "We could even invite her to take part in our threesome. She and I have touched and even seen each other making love with someone, but we really haven't interacted sexually. It might rattle her cage, but enough so she sees what's really happening. I'll have to get worked up to do it."

"Wednesday evening, when she joins us for dinner, I'll just say one of the other women will be joining us to make love later. Give us time to get started and even to bring our first round to completion, and then you arrive. Alice could call you at the right time. You come in, already nude, and then we make love, and get rather vocal about it. Lots of cuddle time, that I love, and then we go to sleep."

"I'll await your call."

Chapter 7 - Intervention

Rachel acted like a cat with a new toy loaded with catnip. She was all over Dave almost from the moment she arrived Wednesday evening for dinner and for 'her time' with 'her lover.' The obviousness of her possessiveness was not lost on any of the others at the dinner and, in fact, it provoked some subtle laughter behind Rachel's back since it was undeniably blatant.

Dave took her advances in stride, returned a modicum of affection, and did announce that 'one of the other women' would be joining them later for their overnight. Rachel blew off the remark. Dave was 'HERS'for the night; interlopers not withstanding.

Dave showered her with affection once they got to the master bedroom. He felt especially like oral sex, and Rachel tasted divine. She became Dave's catnip for a while, as he extracted orgasm after orgasm from her body.

When they coupled to fuck, Dave asked her, "When I took your virginity you asked me for nineteen minutes of sex; what do you want tonight, another nineteen?"

"YES," Rachel almost shouted in her zeal to have him fucking her.

A few orgasms on her part, and nineteen minutes later, Dave jettisoned a huge load of cum into her sweet teen pussy. They were in the missionary position, and Dave had been over the teen plundering into her when he came. He collapsed to kiss her and coddle her for a few minutes.

Dave moved up her body eventually, almost sitting on her chest as he presented his cock to her to clean. "Clean me up and maybe we can do it again."

Rachel latched onto his shaft with her mouth and sucked down almost every inch of his long shaft. She'd been practicing.

Suddenly, Rachel jerked and her body twitched. She grinned at her lover. "I think Alice is eating my pussy -- licking up the cum you left in there."

Dave guessed who was visiting with them. He didn't look, but said, "Alice does that a lot. She loves the taste, especially my semen. So do most of the other women. Julie has then all beat, though."

Rachel groaned, "Oh, she's good. She's got fingers in me and she ... God! ... she's munching on my clit." A minute went by. "Oh, fuck. Alice, you're going to make me cum again. Oooooh, I'm cummmmmmmmming."

Rachel fell back on the bed again, one hand holding Dave's cock between her ripe breasts as the climax ripped through her body.

Dave rolled to one side.

Sure enough, Grace was there. He caught a glimpse of Alice and Heather in the dark hallway. They were laughing.

Dave pulled Grace to him and they kissed very romantically, Dave even tasting himself on her tongue. "I'm so glad you could come. Now, I have to make you cum. You made your daughter cum."

"Grace smiled and they made out again. She rubbed her erect nipples against Dave's chest. Rachel was agog, and nearly forgotten beside the new couple. She was speechless.

Grace was masturbating Dave, bringing his tumescent shaft back to a serviceable state of readiness to fuck. She used her mouth on him often. When he got there, she lay back next to Rachel and spread her legs. "Come fuck me, you gorgeous darling man. I need to show you how much I love you."

Dave pulled Grace's legs over his hips and drove his cock into her in one smooth move. She was very moist and ready for him.

Rachel started to protest, "Mom, what are you doing here? This is my night with David." If anything her tone showed disappointment. Further, she added, "And mother ... you did stuff to my pussy -- oral stuff."

Grace smoothly said, "Oh, he asked me to join you. He wanted the kinkiness of doing a mother and daughter in the same night. I liked the idea, too. He said he could have another women in bed when he also had you there. I was flattered and accepted instantly. We love each other, too; and I mean really intense, mind-blowing, sex-all-the-time, fucked out, love. As for eating his cum from your pussy; well, it was HIS cum and I love him. I'd eat it from anybody's pussy.""

Dave chuckled, "Don't put words in my mouth, and to set the record straight, I do love you, but you did get all that right." He leaned in and French kissed with Grace as his cock continued to oscillate in and out of her body. Their final kisses were hot, lusty, and unmistakably passionate. Both were whispering words of love to each other and pledging their hearts for all the tomorrows there would ever be.

Rachel was speechless as she watched her mother and her lover make love. She at first thought to use the word fuck, but they weren't fucking, they were making love -- deeply passionate love. The words they said to each other were so flowery and tender and romantic. She'd never embraced the language enough to know how to say those things.

Dave recited a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning: 'How do I love thee, let me count the ways'. He knew the entire poem and it led to even more romantic kisses. Her mother was writhing under his ministrations, and citing the love that Scarlett had for Rhett Butler inGone With The Wind, and how she was the woman that would wait for all eternity until they could truly be united in their love.

Rachel wondered, 'Where did my mother learn about all this passion and lust and love for a man ... for David.'

Their union and intercourse went on for a half-hour during which Grace must have had a dozen orgasms, and squirted all over his sexy body several times. He even left a hickey on one of her breasts and she scratched his back with her fingernails, almost to the point of drawing blood, their passion was so great.

David's final orgasm matched one of Grace's, their bodies almost levitating from the bed in the driving passion they had for each other.

Rachel continued to watch from only inches away, finally savoring every nuance of their union as she fingered her own slit and drew in energy to satisfy her own libido. Despite the self-induced good feelings, she remained angry that her mother had intruded on her night with Dave. She was lost in her thoughts, confused and angry, when the couple beside her finally separated, at least partway.

Grace said, "My God, David. I have never made love with anybody that long or that intensively in my life. You are a sex god, and I love you with all my heart." She launched her lips into his, and they shared yet another passionate kiss.

Dave replied as they parted, "You brought that out of me. I was a mortal man until you brought me into your deep velvet warmth, and then I found I could soar with the angels and bring heaven to you, my Love. I love you with all my heart."

Rachel sobbed, "What about me?"

Dave turned to the teen that he found standing beside the bed. "Oh, Rachel, come into my arms. I love you, too. I am blessed to love so many women, and have them love me."

Rachel allowed him to pull her to him, kneeling on the bed as he was. He kissed her and smoothed her breasts.

"But ... with my mother ... you were so ... romantic. You love her."

"Of course, I love her. I also love Alice -- my wife for all eternity, Pam -- my wife, Heather -- my wife, and Julie -- my wife. I love Wendy, Kat, Dori, Christie, and Clarisse. I wish there were a dozen of me so I could devote each of my selves to one woman, but the reality is that I have to share myself, as they share themselves.

"Grace, don't you find the same thing?"

Grace nodded, "Yes. I love Jack, and the other men in the Circle, but you were phenomenal and I love you as well. I have fallen for Owen, Ty, Dev, Sean, Roy, and Mike. Like you, I wish I could split myself in pieces. I certainly want to make love around the clock with each of them. Instead, I do what I just did with you. I need to parse my time just the way you do."

Dave felt a little sorry for Rachel. He helped her lie back on the bed and then moved next to her as Grace snuggled into his other side. Given the hour and the significant expenditure of energy that had taken place, the trio dozed and then fell into a deeper sleep.

Dave woke in the morning with a lithe teenage body atop his supine form. He felt hard from not only his morning wood, but also from the pussy and pubic hair rubbing against his tumescent cock. As his eyes blinked open, he stared into Rachel's smiling face.

Rachel kissed him, even working her tongue into his mouth. She clenched her legs together between his, capturing his erection tightly against her slit. She pumped her body a little and he became very hard. With a little maneuvering and some repositioning, she embedded his cock deep inside her tight, hot, teenage pussy.

Dave moaned. Grace was still sleeping beside him on her stomach with her hair fanned out over part of her face.

Rachel made out with Dave for a few minutes as she just lay there and enjoyed the penetration of her body.

She finally said to him, "You planned last night, didn't you?"

Dave looked at her and tried to look puzzled.

"I get it. I got the message you and mom were sending. Received loud and clear."

"And what message is that?" he asked.

"That I was obsessing about you. I wanted to possess you, but you are not possessable. You will always have other obligations to women that also love you, and I need to take those into consideration and roll with those. I even need to help you in those other relationships, as they will help you with my relationship with you. I was being a selfish teenager."

"You can still love me. I love you, Rachel. I really do."

"And I love you. I'd still like to be with you on Wednesday evenings, if I could. I promise I'll get some better perspective on all of this. I never fell in love with anybody before, at least not the way I've fallen for you."

"The Circle is a strange landscape for love," Dave whispered to her, trying not to disturb Grace too much. "Most of the people have primary relationships, often with a husband or wife, but then they also love many other people -- and I mean in ways that lead to sex as part of the outside relationships. Remember as you get out in the world that sex will change your viewpoint about a person and a situation. You almost feel compelled to fall in love with them, and in some cases that's wonderful, but in others you shouldn't go beyond the lust into any kind of deeper relationship."