Loosening Up Book 10 Road Trip EastChapter 6 Virginia
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The day was beautiful and warm. Dave looked forward to traveling across Delaware and into Maryland, staying well north or Baltimore. He’d wanted to see Annapolis, but given the distances and traffic involved he’d opted to bypass that city on this trip.
After some morning sex that resulted in both Dave and Gabbie falling asleep with each other for a further nap in her bed, they got up and prepared to travel. Gabbie was aghast at how small a bag she was ‘allowed’, but she had a wardrobe that was compressible because of her work, so managed quite well. She did talk Dave into letting her bring a separate jacket in case it got cool riding, but with the temperatures in the eighties, they both thought they could do well without jackets.
Gabbie abstained from wearing too much clothing, like Rose had done. Gabbie had seen her at the airport and emulated her style for the ride. As Dave wrapped bungee cords on the last of the luggage onto the motorcycle, Gabbie appeared from inside her townhouse. She was wearing western boots that had a well-loved look to them. The Daisy Duke shorts she wore had seen better days; they were shredded and ready to fall off her body. The tears and holes in the shorts proved she wore no undergarment. Gabbie had cut away part of the sides and removed the linings on the front pockets. A LOT of leg and hip showed, and led voyeurs towards her pussy which remained covered – barely. She also wore the shorts without buttoning them and only using the zipper about halfway up, thus everything north of her mons showed, and it was all very sexy. On careful examination, Dave realized he could see the top inch of the landing strip of hair that she’d kept when she trimmed on her pubes.
From her shorts up her body was a wide expanse of tanned skin ending about a millimeter below her large areola. Lots of underboob showed, proving that she could pass the pencil test and that there was a lot of curve below and probably above her nipple. Gabbie’s crop top revealed her nipples were both erect as they’d been most of the time since Dave unveiled them to make love to her the first time the night before.
Dave whistled at her. “Very nice. I hope someone doesn’t swerve into us trying to get a closer look. Also, I might point out, the wind may lift your crop top as we travel.”
Gabbie looked down and then flashed her boobs at him. “I guess I better make sure you put some suntan lotion on that part then. I need you to do my back, too.” She passed him a tube of lotion she was carrying. He could see she’d already done her legs. He did note that there was tiny bit of their morning lovemaking seeping from the crotch of her Daisy Dukes. He guessed that evaporation while riding would take care of the fluids.
Gabbie and Dave made it over back roads to Taneytown, Maryland, and checked into a B&B there named the Georges on York. The place was meticulously decorated and cared for and had a history dating back to before the Civil War, like the rest of the area. The circuitous route from Newark, Delaware, to the B&B resulted in numerous stops because of fascinating antique shops along the way. The early stop was also dictated by the mutual desire of the lovers to unite again – several times – before dinner.
The lovers stayed at the B&B two nights before moving on. On the intervening day, when they weren’t in bed making love, they walked around the historic town and took short trips to nearby scenic and historic places. The Civil War prominently factored into the history of the area, but Taneytown seemed to lack any industry or significant businesses. The Mason-Dixon Line was only a few miles away.
The next travel day was also warm. Gabbie wore the same shorts and an unbuttoned short-sleeve man’s shirt with the tails tied in a knot below her breasts. The wind had other ideas about the knot and as various parts of the shirt blew around in the road wind, the knot unfurled and the shirt started flapping, revealing Gabbie’s big tits in their splendor and glory. From what Dave could tell, about half the time they were covered and the other half they were on display of some kind.
As they rode, Dave watched the weather eroding with some kind of front moving in from the west. At a refueling stop, Dave checked ahead using his iPhone and the weather app. He could see they could just make Morgantown, West Virginia, before running into rain. He was mindful of trying to give Gabbie a good experience, and he knew from his own recent past in Sarasota that riding the motorcycle in the rain was not the most pleasant of things to do.
As they pulled into Morgantown, having followed the Monongahela River for a bit, they found the Morgantown Marriott, and pulled in. Dave had made a reservation for a suite online, so when they were met, they were treated like royalty despite arriving by motorcycle and looking, well ... one of them looked a little slutty. The young male desk clerk could barely move around behind the counter because of his hard-on over Gabbie.
Dave arranged to park his motorcycle undercover for their stay, not that it couldn’t get wet, it would just be more comfortable dealing with a dry bike than a wet one when the time came to leave.
Gabbie and Dave hadn’t been in the suite a minute when Gabbie removed her two items of clothing. The bellhop, a young man of high school age, watched spellbound as her beautiful nude body was revealed. Gabby made a little ‘Ta dah’ with her arms out beside her, and shook her breasts at the young man. The western boots added to her sex appeal. Dave laughed, sure that she’d just provided enough masturbatory images to last for the next month. Dave gave the young man a ten-dollar bill, and shooed him out of the suite.
Gabbie propositioned him. Never one to turn down a good deal, Dave invited her to the large bed, and soon Gabbie was laying diagonally across the bed on her back as his head ministered to her nether region as his hands restored her nipples to their erect state.
You’re quite the exhibitionist, aren’t you?” he teased between long licks from her perineum to her mons.
Gabbie panted, “You don’t know the half of it. I am exactly that, and have been since junior high school. I hide it well, at work, but do take advantage of it now and then. I try not to be too blatant about it most of the time.”
“Tell me a story or two,” he panted, before launching his mouth and tongue back into her quim. “You were going to do that a few days ago, but we got side-tracked.”
She laughed and then groaned as Dave hit a good spot. “Think of a flight attendant preparing to pass out drinks on a plane but she loses her undies before starting down the aisle. Her skirt is much shorter than regulation for some strange reason. Instead of doing the ‘bunny dip’ to get things from the lower tiers of the beverage cart, this attendant bends over straight-legged, thereby raising the back of her skirt to dangerous heights, and thereby revealing to those behind her all of her private feminine features. There are happy gasps from the mostly male passengers along the aisle. This attendant carries on as though nothing wrong happened, but repeats the activity of bending over that way many times during the beverage service. The most popular drinks are all in the bottom tray for some reason. The scene is even better because I’m wearing my come-fuck-me high heels that make my legs look like a million bucks in gold bullion. I want people to fly our airline again.” She grinned with mischief on her mind.
“Story two starts on long cross-continental flight over night – a ‘red eye’. Flight attendants have jump seats that they can harness themselves into for takeoff and landing, or just for sitting and perhaps dozing so we don’t fall over. This attendant straps herself into the seat at the front of the plane and ‘falls asleep’. She’s facing all the first-class passengers in this seat – almost all men. Her lady-like habit of keeping her legs together relaxes in her sleep, and she just happens to be wearing that non-regulation short skirt and – oh, goodness gracious – no panties again. As she slips down in her seat her skirt is pulled up and her whole lower body is revealed to the passengers nearby. They get their money’s worth on that flight. Anybody coming to the bathroom at the front of the plane also gets a view when they get close.
“I find it amazing that not one good Samaritan stepped forward to alert me to either situation – man or woman. You’d think people liked to look at my carefully manicured pubes and pussy.” She laughed and then gasped as two fingers stroked her G-spot.
Dave came up for air, “What about your magnificent tits?”
Gabbie shook her head, “Hard to do at work because of our uniform. Everything buttons right up to the neck, so no opportunity there. Other than that, you saw how I was dressed yesterday and today, while this was not my first rodeo with either of those outfits, although it was the first time doing it on a motorcycle ... oh, God, you found just the right spot. Focus right about there for the next few years.”
Several orgasms later, Dave and Gabbie put on swimwear and headed down to the hotel’s indoor pool. The place was empty reflecting the overall absence of guests in the hotel on the weekend night. They dove into the deep end and swam a few laps.
Gabbie then came up to Dave against the side of the pool, her right-hand snaking into his athletic shorts to fondle his package. She could just stand on the bottom and have her head up. Despite having cum inside her hot body only a few minutes earlier, he hardened in her grasp. She pulled his cock up and over the elastic band of his shorts, and then led him to her pussy. She pulled aside the gusset of her bikini, and he penetrated deep into her body again. Gabbie had a look of delirious joy cross her face.
Gabbie said, “I’ve never fucked in hotel pool before, or any other pool, for that matter. I think this is the height of exhibitionism – the risk part, that somebody will come along and catch us. Do you suppose the hotel has security cameras all about and there are twenty people on their staff watching us fuck right now?” She sounded hopeful.
Dave teased, “Somebody may cum, alright – you and me. Any time you want to do that, you go right ahead.”
“I’m very close. If you pinch my nipples and kiss me with a lot of tongue ... Oh, Fuck.”
Dave followed her instructions as he pistoned into her body while keeping them afloat in the deep end of the pool. Gabbie’s legs were wrapped around Dave’s torso as they splashed around.
“Oooooh, fuck me,” Gabbie groaned as he felt her pussy go into spasms around his cock. This girl knew how to cum and never missed a beat.
He filled up her sex tunnel with his seed again and they kissed. Dave whispered, “Gabbie, I love you.”
“Well, you know I love you. Jeeze, that first night we were together at my townhouse when you gave me what you called The Experience, I became a lost cause to any other man.”
The two held the side of the pool and remained coupled together. He said, “You know the Circle philosophy – no exclusivity. Think how you’d feel in that environment.”
“I’d feel the same way, only I’d have about a hundred other guys to play with until I could get with you again. Don’t misunderstand me, I’m not seeking to get you to change anything, I just think we fit together so well.” Her eyes glanced down into the water where Dave had started to swell inside her body again. He admitted to himself that this was one highly erotic situation.
She went on, “I understand about not being possessive, and I’m not. In fact, based on what you told me about various women circulating in the evening and vacuuming up the cum from their Circle sister’s pussies, I would welcome that opportunity – both to receive and give.” She kissed him passionately.
They heard some voices come into the large room the pool was in, so they uncoupled and just enjoyed the water for a few more minutes before getting out of the water, drying off, and heading back to their suite.
In the elevator, Gabbie giggled, “I’ve got ‘some man’s’ cum running down my legs. When you cum you really give a girl something to remember you by.”
Dave smiled, “So, I’ve been told. If that’s a complaint, I can get some condoms.”
“God, no. I love this. I love you. All I was doing was commenting. That was NOT a complaint, only an observation about something wonderful.”
Gabbie ran into the bathroom and cleaned up. Dave rinsed off the pool chlorine, too, and then rinsed out his athletic shorts that doubled as a bathing suit, and hung them to dry. He’d chosen them because they’d air dried in a very short time.
Walking back into the bedroom, he found Gabbie stretched out naked on the bed looking at him with that alluring smile. She patted the spot next to her. “Why don’t you come and lie down. Maybe I can do something nice for you?”
“Oh, I KNOW you can do something nice for me. I also note, for the record officer, that my new girlfriend is an insatiable nymphomaniac that loves sex and has never discovered a sexual position that she doesn’t favor.”
Gabbie grinned, “You have me pegged exactly right. Now, come and let’s cuddle ... and then fuck, fuck, fuck.”
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Ashley’s bus pulled up to the Birmingham Convention Center at two o’clock on Saturday afternoon. Ashley, Kyle, Marina, Dave, and everyone else that had been in the Wednesday rehearsal got off the bus. Behind the bus, a two-axle truck also pulled up and stopped. A few minutes later, a dozen ‘roadies’ from the BCC were unloading the truck and carrying the band’s musical instruments into the large arena. Ashley took Dave’s hand and led him into the large theater. She explained, “I’ve sung here...
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Sure, you could say that she is my sister. But that is just a word, like table or cow. At least that’s how I would like to think of it. But is it right to think of her as less than my sister? Maybe it is the fact that she is my sister that I find her so attractive. It is the thrill of sticking it to the taboo culture. If she wasn’t my sister, perhaps I wouldn’t even notice her. Her name is Virginia . We have different mothers. I was born to our father's first wife and...
IncestThe three weeks leading up to their vacation, Rachel had become something of a fixture at the house. She had her own car, so she didn’t have to bum rides from friends or parents. Rachel really liked coming here for she was accepted for who she was 100%. The fact that there were a multitude of holes to fuck and even a couple of real dicks to ride certainly helped. Also, one person at the house seemed to have a serious crush on her, Samantha. For her part she said it was because Rachel was a...
The Friday night crowd was thick and mostly male. Many of the men seemed in the construction trades. The city continued to expand even despite the increasing number of articles in the news about rising tides and water levels. Club Ecstasy was packed. A number of Circle members were associated with the nightclub a.k.a. strip club at most times. About thirty members of the Circle had pushed together several tables to park their drinks and snacks on while they watched some of their friends and...
By Dunchad I had planned this trip for several months. My goal is to go back to Baltimore and try to find old friends, as well to get much-needed documents for legal issues I was about to enter. Then, I got a truly lucky break. I meet a stunning woman named Allison online and we hit it off great. Over a few weeks, we had a wonderful relationship going. We even touch on the sexual arena and have great fun. She is a sexual dynamo as well. And kinky, well lets just say, she gave me a run...
“Sarasota Approach Control, November-One-Two-Echo-Romeo with you at six-thousand landing Circle Airport east of Sarasota. We have information Oscar at SRQ.” Approach Control responded promptly, “Two-Echo-Romeo radar contact. Proceed on course. Descend to two thousand. When you’re on final approach, you may cancel with us and complete your approach. Altimeter is three-zero-zero-four.” Dave responded and then started the jet’s slow descent. He was west of Tampa over the Gulf of Mexico in the...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Tatiana purred in the afterglow of their loving with her ‘husband’s’ arms wrapped around her nakedness. This was the divine feeling of love and devotion she’d been unable to imagine a decade earlier. She thought back to her first meeting with her beloved David at a January Consumer Electronics Show in Las Vegas four years prior. His new company had a booth across the aisle from the booth her Russian company Robo-Russ was using. She had an idea to use his company’s high-density batteries in a...
The video image flickered on the core’s largest screen television. Suddenly, a nice-looking couple appeared sitting side-by-side on a sofa twelve hundred miles to the north. The style of dress to accommodate the cooler northern weather was quite noticeable. A small box in the lower corner of the screen showed the local view and what they saw. Aaron spoke first, “Hi Martin and Sasha. We can see you fine. Thanks for the call. I have a cast of thousands here to meet you for the first time...
The informal meeting took place in Dave’s spacious living room. Those in attendance consisted of Dave’s ten wives, Dave, several other Circle members, and two of the producers of the reality TV series to which Dave and others in the Circle had agreed. Al Berker with Spring Garden Productions took the lead. First off, I want to thank you Scarlett for your willingness to let us include you in our coverage of the Circle and the Prentiss family. We believe we are treating you carefully,...
The emergency departure of Dave, Alice, Wendy, and Sharon for Houston to ‘rescue’ Dev Connor did not go unnoticed by the Circle. Dave’s house had most of the residents there when the mysterious call came for Alice. Minutes later, Dave and Alice were heading for their airport at a run, needing to get to Houston. A few shouted comments gave about all the information they had at that moment about the situation. That news was shared between all of the Circle members within minutes. Further,...
Susan said, “This sounds a bit like a cult.” Dave chuckled. It wasn’t the first time he’d heard the accusation about the Circle. In a way, every unique group was a cult in his mind. His old Christian church had been more of a cult than the Circle because of how they restricted everyone’s thinking to only the rules and such they wanted the congregation to adhere to, but then again, the Circle tried to select its members based on their own set of beliefs about life and love. Alice nodded at...
Wand, Book and Candle, Part 1 By Elliot Reid "If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father." I snapped the book shut, eyes unfocusing from the text. With my fingers I massaged my temples, kneading tension away. I was approaching my birthday with mixed feelings. In two days I'd be sixteen. I'd have crossed another threshold. Would I feel more grown-up? I looked over at the stack of comic books by my bed, beside the Joseph Campbell and the Homer that I was...
Thursday just after five o’clock and as expected Dave brought Pam back to the house along with her luggage. He ‘officially’ situated her in the guest room, but they’d already talked about her staying in their bed. Alice had come home a half-hour early to be there to greet Pam. After their initial greetings, she told Dave she had also arranged for Owen to join them at dinner at a restaurant, and then for dessert at home. Dave smirked because Alice and he had started using the term ‘dessert’...
Dave had a habit of checking on the various rooms in the core to see how they were being used and what condition they were in just by occasionally strolling by. Some weeks he checked daily and other weeks perhaps not at all. He was on his round and opened the door to one of the relatively unfinished areas in the core. A hasty but colorful painted sign hung on the door said, ‘Art Studio’. He noted Colleen’s name and phone number under the words. He peeked into the room and saw Colleen...
Dave did a quick change from his casual garb into shorts and a casual top in his house, and was behind the bar in less than five minutes. He shifted his thinking from working with Marie Thereaux’s students, to helping out at the bar. His co-workers that evening were Nikky and Savannah working the tables, and Chelsea, Tony, and Barry behind the bar or scooting around the patio to nearby high-top tables. Before he could take an order, Kellie and Barbara waved frantically at him, indicating...
Dave started to move in and out, sawing well over eight inches of man meat in and out of Kat’s sex. As he moved, so did Sean in her ass, but without the long strokes that Dave could muster because of position and size. Kat’s eyes closed as she savored the rapture of the double penetration. Alice reached in with her right hand and started to stroke Kat’s clit just above where her husband’s cock entered her friend and husband’s lover. At one point she even had one of her tapered fingers enter...