Date: Sat, 17 Dec 2022 16:23:07 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ronald Shearing <ronald.shearing@yahoo.com>
Subject: Unlocking Sexual Secrets 122

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 122

Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends



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Our Holiday Season 'social occasions' were fast approaching.

Without explicitly saying it, I knew Louise saw the New Years Party as
'that kind of party'. For sure we'd be fucking with other people at the
Beachcomber. I didn't know how it would work out. Who we'd be fucking.
Well, I knew Louise wouldn't let me fuck Donna. That was the one thing I
did know.

I also wondered about our couples' dinner date which was at the weekend.
Again, Louise wasn't giving much away.


==

The Saturday before Christmas, we arrived at the restaurant in which we
were dining at around 8pm. We'd been supposed to arrive at 7:30pm but
there'd been a fuck-up with the Uber. The driver, a Venezuelan, was like '8
minutes away' for a full half-hour, and we ended up being the last to
arrive. We were shown to our table and were greeted by the full line-up of
other guests.

I assumed partners were mainly sitting next to each other. It looked that
way anyway. The people I already knew, Jon Parker and Shawna, and Evan and
Joanne were sat next to each other at least. The last two free seats were
on the far side of the table. Louise and I sat down next to each other, me
on the end. An older blonde woman was sat to Louise's left.

Louise introduced me to the couples I didn't know. Louise had been the one
who organized the guest list apparently. She already knew everybody, and
the others had already introduced themselves to each other.

The first couple Louise introduced me too were the lesbians. They were on
Louise's left. Both were blondes.

Gabby, the older of the two, was a plumpish attractive mature. If I was
forced to guess an age, I'd say she was in the 45-50 range. Definitely a
looker when younger, she was like a less provocative older version of
Donna. Her face was made up in 'night-out' mode, her lips heavily painted a
shiny pink, and she was wearing a light-brown silk-type dress and a mohair
brown cardigan over it. She was showing a decent portion of cleavage,
although her breasts were definitely more fat than round. Her bra was doing
a good job. With no bra, and taking a cock from behind on all-fours, she'd
be what I termed a 'dangler'. Lying on her back, they'd be like fucking
pancakes, squirming around like jellyfish as you poked her cunt from on
top. I guess overall she was what you'd describe as a biggish well-set not
bad looking mature. Who, to be fair, I'd probably fuck. But I wouldn't go
out of my way to fuck her. Although obviously I'd just imagined fucking her
two different ways. Confusing.

Her partner, and Louise introduced Melissa as Gabby's 'partner', seemed a
lot younger. I even initially wondered if she was 21. A real petite girl,
she was freshly dressed in a summery floral pattern short dress, which I
thought was unusual for this time of year. But each to their own. Melissa's
long bright blonde hair was cut in a straight fringe, and I noticed that
her eyebrows were a much darker brown than her very light hair. Which was
dyed, I assumed. She was pretty. Her nose was slightly bigger than a
classic pert nose, but I actually thought that made her look sexier.

The other couple who was new to me were called David and Julie. David, an
older 'Silver Daddy' type, well, let's make that 'Louise's type',
introduced himself as David Schneider. Julie didn't give a second name.
They clearly weren't married. That I could tell.

Julie was younger than David, I'd say she was mid-20s. David was a lot
older than her. Around 50? 52, 53? Julie, another blonde, was quite
provocatively dressed and heavily made up. She had a tight, toned body,
with a decently shaped but not too big rack. Maybe she'd had a boob job,
but I thought probably not. They looked natural.

Julie was dressed in a short tight gray and white dress. The main body of
the dress was gray with some white and the sleeves were all white. I
noticed that she was also wearing white pantyhose (or, I hoped, stockings)
and white heels. Her make-up was full-on, especially her eyes, with deep
dark mascara-ed lashes accented by shiny shimmery gray eyeshadow. She
looked like she knew how to handle a cock. And if Louise had designs on the
mature David, and I felt that she probably did, I'd definitely not say no
to a fuck with Julie.

Like all the other guys, I was wearing a suit and open-necked shirt. Louise
had told me what to wear.

I nearly forgot.

The other girls? Joanne and Shawna?

Joanne looked pretty good. She had that dark sultry look she always had
going on and was wearing a boddy-hugging shiny black all in one pants suit
type thing under a tight leather jacket/blouse.

Of course, as far as I was concerned, she was out of bounds tonight. Even
if Louise begged me to, I would not under any circumstances entertain any
kind of group sexual activity with Joanne and Evan. I hoped Louise knew
that. Maybe I should have told her up-front.

Likewise, Jon Parker and Shawna. Nothing was ever going to happen with Jon
Parker and Louise in the mix, even if I got to lose myself in Shawna's
young pussy and ass. Even though tonight Shawna looked pretty spectacular
in a tight low-cut, shiny brown, leather and wool dress and was made-up
perfectly. She was blossoming into a really beautiful young woman.

I really hoped I'd get a chance to speak with Shawna alone. But I doubt the
opportunity would arise at dinner. Maybe after dinner if we went onto a
bar. Maybe. I'd see.


==

The meal itself was decent, and the more wine I drank, the less antipathy I
felt towards Evan and Jon. I mean, we were never ever going to be 'buddy
buddies' but I was civil and engaging in conversation throughout.

Louise knew Gabby and Melissa through work. Louise had sold Gabby a house
after Gabby had got divorced. Melissa had moved in with Gabby, and they
were now officially a couple. One very interesting fact I learned was that
Melissa had met Gabby through Gabby's daughter. They had been best friends.
But the daughter hadn't especially taken to the idea of her friend and mom
being lovers, and there was some ongoing tension that was going to lead to
a difficult Christmas Day. That's the way Gabby put it anyway.

David and Julie were also connected to Louise through work. But in a
different way. I learned this when the girls, minus Gabby, who didn't
smoke, had gone for a smoke break.

"So, Ron, Louise worked with me on a merger. Well, actually, Bill recently
bought into my real estate firm. I'd started it with my ex-wife Hanna. We
split up a couple of years ago. Things were getting difficult
professionally, so I persuaded Hanna to sell her half and funded that
through an investment from Bill. So, I end up still half-owning the firm,
like I did before, but now Bill is my business partner."

Melissa came back to the table on her own and sat down. She squeezed
Gabby's hand.

"Why do you smoke?" I heard Gabby quietly ask Melissa, who didn't reply.

"So," David continued, "Louise was a big part in getting the deal over the
line, and I really appreciated her help. I'm based in Hawthorne. I
specialize in high-end developments. You should see this place I'm
marketing up in Pleasantville."

This immediately caught my attention.

"It's a development with three buildings. One's still under construction.
Two very large apartments in each. Fully serviced, concierge, the works.
We've sold out the two buildings that are completed."

It had to be. Right?

"Well, the apartments are reserved. No-ones actually moved in yet. That
happens in January. A couple have been bought by millionaires. Jeez, you
should see the spec! We've sold another one, probably the best spec, to a
high-ranking business executive for a French bank."

Yep. I was right. And I was instantly pretty sure that David Schneider,
sitting here talking to me, was the 'David' Donna had referred to when I'd
fucked her all night long in David's 'best spec' luxury apartment. And I
was also pretty sure he was a player himself. I was really fucking sure of
that.

As David continued talking, and Jon asked him a few more questions, I ran
the idea through my head. I'd get to fuck the sexy blonde Julie, while
Louise fucked another one of her 'older men' types. If Louise suggested it,
I was pretty sure I'd go along for the ride. That was probably the wine
talking. Or my dick talking. One of the two. Or both.

Louise, Joanne, Shawna, and Julie returned to the table. Louise, who was
pretty tipsy, made a suggestion.

"OK, everybody! How about we go to a bar with music! I feel like dancing!"

Most people agreed. Well, all of the women, even Gabby. Jon Parker and Evan
seemed less enthusiastic, but after some eager badgering from Louise and
Joanne, they agreed to come.


==

We got a set of Ubers and headed to a place called 'The Blind Pig' that
stayed open until 4am.

As everybody got drunker, the girls started dancing. Fuck, even I started
dancing at one point.

Louise drew a lot of attention as usual, as did Julie. Louise was wearing a
long powder blue party dress, which actually covered most of her breasts.
But at some point I didn't remember, it was obvious that she'd removed her
bra, and as she shook her booty and her titties flopped around like fleshy
wrecking balls inside her loose dress, more and more people, men AND women,
seemed to be taking an interest.

Fuck. Maybe I should just take Louise home and give her a good hard
fucking.

Two things of note occurred as we continued partying at 'The Blind Pig'.
Well, other than my wife flaunting her massive tits to every fucker in the
bar I mean.

First, I did snatch an opportunity to talk with Shawna. Alone. Jon went to
make a phone call in the parking lot, and I walked over to Shawna who'd
taken a break from the dancefloor.

After some brief bullshit pleasantries, Shawna told me that things were
going fine with Jon. Obviously her parents didn't approve. That was a
problem. But she was working on it.

She also told me that Jon and her weren't freaky very often. If ever. I
asked if they'd done anything with Joanne and Evan, but Shawna said they
hadn't. She mentioned that Joanne knew that her and Evan had history, and
that Joanne wasn't too happy about it.

When Shawna finished telling me all of this, I took a deep breath.

"Shawna. I won't ever ask you this again. I promise. I think. I mean, I
think. Well, I'd like to get together with you again."

Shawna laughed.

"Get together? You mean fuck me again? Fuck my pussy? Fuck my tight ass?"

"Ehm .. well, I guess if you put it like that, I would. Yes."

That was most definitely the wine speaking. Shawna gave me a curious stare.

"And what about Louise, Ron? I mean I don't babysit anymore, so I don't
ever really see you guys. I'm not totally sure what you get up to these
days. What would Louise say if she knew we were talking like this? Will I
ask her? Tell her that her husband has just suggested we fuck?"

"No, Shawna. Don't! I'm sorry. It wasn't, .. ehm, I thought me and you had
a connection."

"Connection? Soooooohhh, Ron. You mean we'd be fuck buddies? Or were you
thinking more of a relationship type thing?"

"Well, a relationship."

"So, you finish with Louise, I finish with Jon, and we hook up as a
couple?"

"No.."

"Yes. Exactly, Ron. 'No'. I get it. You know there was probably a time I
would have gone for it. And don't get too big-headed, but you are
wwwayyyyyy much better than Jon at sex. But no. I don't want anything like
that. With you. Not now."

"Shit, I'm sorry, Shawna, I shouldn't have.."

"Ron, let's stop with this bullshit. I'm going to the bathroom. Then I'm
going for a cigarette. Then I'm asking Jon to take me home. And don't you
ever talk to me this way again. If I ever feel like fucking you, I'll reach
out to you. I still have your cell number. And who knows? Things change.
But right now, you just stay with your slut wife. And leave me alone."

I was taken aback by the 'slut' reference but couldn't formulate a response
before Shawna turned to walk away.

She suddenly turned back. "Ron, I won't tell Louise about this. Maybe I
should. But I won't."

"Thanks, Shawna," I replied.

"Don't thank me, Ron. You have your work cut out with Louise. Believe me.
There's shit you don't know about."

Then Shawna walked off quickly, leaving me to brood on her last comment.


==

It must have been around 3am when Louise approached me. I suspected she was
about to make a suggestion, THE suggestion, and I wasn't wrong.

"Ron, how about we go to David and Julie's hotel? They're not driving back
to Hawthorne until tomorrow night."

"Like for a drink?" I asked, knowing full well that it was not some more
after-hours drinking Louise wanted.

"Come on, Ron. You know what for. You like Julie, right?"

"Yes, I like Julie," I replied, "She's hot. Not as hot as you, though. How
about we go home and just fuck each other?"

"Oh, come on, Ron! Let's have some fun. It's been a while. Please?"

I sighed. OK, so I was going to fuck Julie. Hopefully I'd get to stick my
dick in her tight asshole.

"OK, Louise."

Louise grabbed me and gave me a quick but powerful tongue kiss.

"I love you, Ron! Let me tell Julie! She's outside smoking."

I saw David was talking with Evan and Jon at the other end of the bar.
David glanced over at me and smiled.


==

We got an Uber to David and Julie's hotel. The car was a new minivan, a
Honda Odyssey. Louise and I sat behind David and Julie. On the ride to the
hotel Louise pulled my dick out, and furtively played with it. I didn't
stop her.

Before we'd left the bar, we'd agreed parameters. Louise and Julie wanted
to make out first. David and I would watch. We could play with our dicks,
whatever we liked. Louise said they'd give us a sensational 'Lesbo Show'.
Then we'd swap partners. I'd go to bed with Julie, Louise would go to bed
with David.

They had a suite, so there were separate beds, although the suite was
configured in an L-shape apparently and there was no wall or door
separating the two sleeping areas. Although each of the beds was not
visible from the other bed.

OK. It didn't sound like a totally shit idea.


==

The place we arrived at was an 'Aparthotel', kind of more of a cross
between a hotel and an AirBnB.

We entered David and Julie's suite and sat down for some pre-action
whatever. Fuck knows. I just wanted to get it done and go home. Even if
David was Bi, and I was pretty sure he wasn't, he was totally not my type.
I'd even revised my age guess from earlier. He must have been pushing 60.
Jesus, Louise, what was it with this fucking Oedipus complex type bullshit
of yours?

We sat down and David got us drinks. Louise and Julie sat together on a
two-seater couch. David and I sat separately on individual chairs
diagonally opposite.

There was a large bed to the rear and left of the couch. The other bed must
have been behind me round a corner near the entry to a bathroom.

The 'chat' was mercifully short. Julie started playing some music from her
cellphone, and she and Louise started what I guess they saw as some 'Dirty
Dancing'.

Louise pretty much immediately slipped out of her long-bundled dress, David
uttering a 'Wow!" as Louise's massive breasts swung free.

Julie started laughing, sitting down to peel her tight dress off, and I was
pleased to see that she was indeed wearing opaque white hold-ups. Louise
peeled off her thong-like panties, so she was totally naked, and Julie also
removed her white panties to reveal a trimmed natural blonde bush. Louise
had also trimmed hers, she presented a dark strip just above her already
moist labia.

The girls started dancing more closely, then started to kiss feverishly.
Louise took the initiative and leant down and started sucking on Julie's
rounded breasts. I could see now that they hadn't been surgically enhanced
as Louise dug her fingers in deeper to Julie's spongy titty flesh.

I noticed movement to my left as David stood up and started taking his
clothes off. Fuck. I stood up and started undressing too.

When I sat back down, now naked, Louise and Julie were still kissing,
running their hands over each other's bodies.

The music was still resonating from the cellphone sitting on a small table
to the right-hand side of the couch. It was the Scissor Sisters or the
Black-Eyed peas, one of those bands that played music for people who didn't
like music, but I think the dancing had now been totally forgotten. This
was now full-on heavy petting.

I turned and looked over at David. He had this weird shiny hairless body.
Well, I don't mean body shape, although he had a slight belly. No, I mean
that it was pretty clear he must have waxed. No body hair anywhere. His
body was 1990s WWF re-runs Hulk Hogan smooth.

He was now slowly stroking his cock as Louise and Julie made out on the rug
in front of us.

I looked at his cock in detail. Smaller than mine. At least there was that.
All I seemed to be seeing these days were guys' cocks that were bigger than
mine.

After a few moments the girls broke off from their embrace and turned to
us.

Julie spoke first.

"Look, Louise, I think the boys are turned on. How about we give them a
lapdance? You know, up close and personal?"

Julie walked over to me and smiled. She did a slow slinky gyrating movement
running her hands over her breasts and then down over her hips, then
twisted down onto my lap. I glanced to my left and saw Louise less
stylishly pressing her gigantic tits into David's face.

Julie saw me leaning over, and firmly grabbed my chin forcing my face into
hers.

"You see her all the time, Ronnie boy. Tonight, you're with me, so do me a
favor and play along? Cool?"

Before I could answer Julie forced her lips onto mine and pushed her tongue
into my mouth. I responded in kind, our wet tongues jousting feverishly as
we French-kissed at length.



As we kissed, I slipped my hand down over Julie's waist. She was perched on
my lap slightly at an angle giving me access to my target. I sought out her
moist slit and slid two fingers in. My fingers met little resistance, a wet
stickiness easing my entry.

Julie let out a silent pant and started kissing me harder. I kept fingering
her for maybe a minute, then Julie suddenly pushed herself up, opened her
legs wide and pressed herself back down onto me.

For a second, my cock bent a little under the pressure of Julie's weight.
Then without much effort, my root found the wet center of Julie's love
tunnel and my dick slipped in with a wet shudder.

Julie immediately started grinding on my dick. She was fucking wet, VERY
wet.

I tried to snatch another look at David and Louise, but Julie predicted my
leftward glance like she had some sixth sense and once more grabbed my face
before feeding her wet tongue violently back into my mouth.

There was movement to the side, and I felt David and Louise walk over to
the bed. As they crossed onto my right, I saw them flop onto the bed, then
I caught sight of David climbing on top of Louise.

I heard Louise utter a slow pleasurable 'Oooooooooooohhhhh' as David must
have penetrated her. Julie caught on that I was peeking and again pulled me
back.

"Naughty Ronnie, I told you! OK," Julie purred as she briefly stopped
milking my cock, "It's bed time. I want your full attention, Ronnie boy.
Let's go!"

Julie stood up and released my dick from her dripping snatch. She grabbed
my hand and pulled me up. I turned to see that David was pumping my wife's
cunt pretty hard. I couldn't see Louise's face, but I could hear her moans.

Julie pulled me through to the area round the corner where there was a
smaller double bed. She practically threw me down onto the bed, then jumped
down beside me.

"Make me cum, Ronnie boy, I am feeling soooooohh fucking horrrrrnny!"

I pushed Julie down onto the bed, having decided missionary would do to
start with.

I climbed on top. Julie then arched her ass up slightly and pulled her
knees up towards her lithe body. And before she could say 'Fuck me, Ronnie
boy!' (I mean, what the fuck? 'Ronnie boy'???) I stabbed my dick into her
cunt. Julie gasped and closed her eyes.

As I started pumping, I wondered if this was going to be a single-fuck gig.
If it was, I told myself I should take my time, make Julie come like she'd
never come before, but as she pulled my neck down and started violently
kissing me again, I thought Julie might be the type who liked it rough and
hard, so I just fucking went for it. As I worked up a pace, Julie pushed me
upwards and opened her eyes.

"Hey, hold it there, Ronnie boy! Let ME ride YOU!"

I paused, then slipped my dick out of Julie's cunt, before turning over and
lying on my back.

As we took this momentary break, I could hear Louise moaning louder than
ever, in between David's primal grunts.

Before I could dwell too much on that, Julie mounted me, and I slid back
in. Julie started grinding, stretching her body back until her face was
looking up at the ceiling. Julie also started squeezing her nipples, they
were like fucking bullets, and after maybe a dozen more bumps, she came.
Loudly.

"Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck.. OH FUCCCCCCKKKKKK!" she squealed, before she
pivoted her body forward and released her nipples.

She paused for a few seconds, then gave me an evil looking smile.

"OK, Ronnie boy. Would you like to put it in my ass? I never have to ask
David twice."

She climbed off of me and got herself set on all-fours.

"Get me wet down there, Ronnie boy" she commanded, "Then do your worst!"

I scrambled round behind Julie's ass. I leaned down and pulled her ass
cheeks apart. Then having taken a good look at Julie's crinkled reddish
butthole, I leaned in close and started licking. I did this for maybe 30,
40 seconds before I stopped and spat onto Julie's now slightly distended
hole.

Then I got myself in position, gripped my cock, and slowly but firmly fed
it into her tight asshole.

"Ohhhh, yess! Slow and steady Ronnie boy, that's the way I like it."

As I started sliding my dick in and out of Julie's shithole, I knew I was
already halfway there. And even though I timed my slow firm thrusts as best
I could, and even though I told myself not to come too quickly, I had to
give up. There was just no way I could hold it back. I growled in ecstasy
as I spurted into Julie's willing asshole.

When my dick stopped twitching, I paused until I got my breath back, then
pulled my dick from Julie's cum-filled poop-tube before lying back down on
the bed.

Julie slowly lowered herself down so that her head was on my shoulder.

There was still a lot of noise coming from the other bed, which mercifully
was out of sight.

Eventually, with a loud crescendo of wailing it was apparent that Louise
was having an orgasm. When a few seconds later David started yelping like a
dog it seemed that their coupling was done.

Julie waited another thirty seconds before speaking. It was quiet in the
other area of the suite.

"Let's re-join our partners, OK, Ronnie boy?".

We got up and walked back through to the main part of the suite.

I glanced over to see Louise and David smoking cigarettes.

"You must have enjoyed that, David!" Julie said before turning to me, "The
only time David smokes is after sex. Good sex."


==

There was some more sitting around, talking, nothing too heavy. I tried to
somehow telepathically tell Louise we should go home, but she didn't seem
to get the signals for a while. Eventually after one final drink, Louise
picked up her panties and dress.

"Guys, that was fun. But! Ron and I need to go. We have to pick the kids up
at 10am, and that's like only a few hours from now! Ron, get us an Uber!
Chop chop!"


==

When we got home, I really wanted to fuck Louise, but she told me she was
too tender 'Down there' and we'd catch up in the evening. That is, if I
went and picked up the kids on my own at 10 o'clock.

"Ron, you pick the kids up and let me rest, and I'll give you a treat
tonight, OK?"

I was too tired to argue.

As I lay next to Louise, who started snoring pretty much as soon as her
head hit the pillow, I thought about what Shawna had said earlier about
Louise. I didn't get to sleep for a while.




TO BE CONTINUED