Circle of Friends Part 4
Part 4
When the fall
term of school began, there was that sharing again, making it easier for us as
a group. We all studied for all, necessarily, but it made it easier to learn:
the studying seemed to spread solidly across the web of us six, with the
knowledge caught and held somewhere among us for retrieval, along with
cross-discipline connections and insights. In fact, it could be distracting, if
you were trying to discern what you knew as opposed to what one of the others
knew. Anyway, that was a waste of effort, since none of us were ever out of
touch.
When that
seventh day after Halloween arrived again, even though that pull towards the
Old Grove was there again, and stronger this time, we couldn't hope to get out
to our town, not on our schedules. Besides, it was rainy and cold outside this
year, and that would have made any hiking a miserable experience.
Instead, some of
us gravitated together downstairs in the living room, which had a fireplace.
Four of us quit studying for the evening and settled in, getting cozy under a
big blanket, all sitting in front of a nice warm fire, and then hands started
to wander and be welcomed.
Suddenly the
four of us were standing up long enough to pull off all of our clothing, and
then we sat back down under that blanket. The blanket didn't stay on us long,
though, with all of the energetic movements under it.
Mike stiffened
on top of Steph's body about the time I orgasmed into Lynne. Then Steph lunged
for me, as Lynne reached over for Mike and those two continued. Steph and I
looked at each other, deep into each other's eyes, simultaneously nodded, and
just flowed into each other. Then ‘his’ hand was bringing ‘my’ breast back up
to full arousal while I stroked ‘his’ dick to stiffen it back up.
It was only the
second time any of us had ever intentionally swapped except during sleep, but
it was the right thing to do. Lynne and Mike sensed it; they did it too.
Dave wandered
in, spooked by the changes in vibes. I looked up at Steph, who paused and
nodded grinning, so I made eye contact with Dave, and we flowed into each
other. Then I got busy on ‘Dave's’ breast while Mike massaged my dick.
Tiff had been
napping, but then she woke up and came in already wet. We made eye contact,
once again there was the flowing, and then I lay down and spread myself so Tiff
could slide into me.
Eventually Tiff
slumped onto me, momentarily spent. At that point Lynne caught my eye... and
then all of us went dizzy. Then I was being Steph again, and we all resumed for
one more round before dinner and study, knowing we'd all experienced, not only
more loving sex than a normal person could ever know, but a breakthrough as
well. We were no longer at the mercy of sleep and random transfers: now we
controlled it ourselves.
Later that
evening after studies, Lynne, who was wearing Tiff and sitting on the toilet,
thought at me. I was wearing Dave, with Mike who was wearing Steph. I reached
out and Lynne and I flowed across. Then I finished and wiped up and washed
while Lynne and Mike filled the link with more fireworks.
I could feel
trial swaps going on all around, but I had done a lot of that lately and I was
more ready for bedtime than bedding. No matter; I sat down on the couch and
immediately I was in bed alone wearing Lynne, with my fingers at my crotch, two
fingers inside.
It had been Tiff,
of course; her persistent horniness was a constant by then. So was mine, for
that matter: I immediately started stroking my clit and my G-spot, putting more
sexual energy into the air and trying to bliss myself out so I could finally
have some sleep. After a bit, Mike wearing my body came up to finish me off. We
were all quite late getting to sleep that night.
The next
morning, I woke up in Tiff. I was the only one awake, and it was getting late,
so I dressed Tiff's body in Tiff's trademark tight jeans and black turtleneck. Tiff
had the earliest class; the others would be up in time, I was pretty sure,
since I could feel them drifting towards wakefulness, but that didn't help at
the moment.
I was gathering Tiff's
books when I felt Tiff wearing Steph rouse and shake Lynne wearing Dave awake. ‘Lynne’
pulled himself out of ‘Tiff’ and ‘Tiff’ got up quickly, stumbling a little with
Steph's long limbs, and met me in the downstairs hallway, almost at the front
door. ‘Tiff’ tugged at me from across the room, I turned, and we flowed across.
Then she went out the door while I went and pulled Lynne into a sloppy
good-morning kiss.
Tiff, still
minutes out of sleep mentally, slipped and fell on the wet leaves on the steps
outside. I felt her part in the mesh go vacant. That brought us all awake.
There was a frenzy of belting on bathrobes, then Lynne wearing Dave and Steph
wearing me went and brought her in. She'd banged her head pretty good on the
stone step. There was no blood, but she was out of it for a few minutes, and I
could feel the headache as she roused.
I was her public
boyfriend, so I swapped with Steph so I could get my body dressed, then I took
her books and notes and attended the class for her that day before going on to
my own schedule.
We all managed
to cover all of her critical classes while she was walked over to the medical
office. Their diagnosis was that there was no concussion, so Tiff was back into
harness next day; but it was a cautionary experience. If something like that
happened again, or something worse, what would we do?
Dave had most of
the day off, so he spent the time on the Internet looking into healing, magical
and otherwise. After classes, the five of us gathered round Tiff in a circle,
holding hands and doing our best to prove our love for her by "bringing in
the Light". It was haphazard, but after a slow start we could feel
something happening. Lynne and I put our open hands on Tiff's head, pulling on
flows the same way we'd pulled each other across to trade, but this time
pulling healing. We could see a little bit of a glow under and around our
hands, which was amazing considering how untrained we were, but, after all, it
was five people's worth of energy.
It seemed to
work, though. Tiff's headache was nearly gone, and she was less pale and she
just felt better, safer.
We shut down the
circle like Dave had learned, then we gathered around Tiff, just wanting to all
be close to her at once, still a little shocked at what we knew was a close
call.
"We have to
do this some more." We were all feeling that, but it was Steph who put it
into words, and everybody started nodding and talking about it. For
self-defense, we needed to learn to do magick, whatever that was, and first we
had to find it; so we went looking.
Continues in Part 5, if you want to read about the embracing of magick, otherwise skip to Part 6
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