Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2021 08:14:36 +0000 (UTC) From: Ronald Shearing Subject: Unlocking Sexual Secrets 87 Unlocking Sexual Secrets Part 87 Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends This story is fiction and is intended for mature readers only. If it is not legal to read this story in your jurisdiction please close this page now. If you have any feedback on my story, please don't hesitate to email me. For one thing, it would be good to know if people are still reading. Finally, donations to nifty are important. If you can, please make a donation at: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. It was another two weeks before I was able to see Donnie again. My cover story was once more a client visit out Norwalk way near the end of the day, although my schedule wasn't as rushed this time, as Louise was visiting her mom with the kids, and she'd told me that she wouldn't be home until around 8pm. At Donnie's suggestion, we fucked in the shower, standing up, my wet body pressed up against Donnie from behind, my cock initially sliding between Donnie's soaped-up butt-cheeks before it instinctively found its way into Donnie's tight love-chute. I fucked him hard, and I was beyond excited when I felt Donnie's ass muscles shuddering as he shot a long hot salty load into the warm rivulets of water running down from the shower head. Not long after, I moaned in pleasure as I filled his rectum with my seed. Afterwards we dried off and lay down for half an hour in Donnie's bedroom. I was lying in silent post-sex contentment, Donnie's head on my shoulder, when he asked me a question. "Ron, can I ask about your wife? You said something last time. About her knowing about, well, you know. Can I ask you? Are you guys like swingers or something?" Maybe it would be good to talk about it with Donnie. OK, just tell him. I cleared my throat. I gave an overview of mine and Louise's 'unconventional' sex life. I didn't go into too much detail. I mentioned we'd fucked with other couples, other women, other guys, shemales. I explained we had a friend who made semi- amateur porn movies. I also mentioned Louise and I used a swingers' website. Donnie seemed quite excited as he listened. "Ron, would you show me your profile on that website you mentioned? And show me your friend's porno site?" Donnie got up from the bed and got his laptop. When he rejoined me, he logged in, and opened a web browser. "OK, Ron. Show me." I did wonder for a split-second if this was a good idea. But I thought, 'Fuck it', and firstly navigated to Donna's site. Donnie and I looked at a few of the still galleries, Donnie commenting that Donna was quite hot for a 'fat woman'. When Donnie asked me, I admitted that I'd fucked Donna. More than once. Next, I showed him a couple of her movies. But he confessed that they were 'not really his scene'. Even the Davina / boyfriend / stepmom clip. Donnie was disappointed when I told him that I'd never been in one of Donna's movies. Eventually, I swallowed and went to the swingers' site before loading my profile. "Wow! Ron, your wife is a stunner! I mean if I wasn't gay, I'd totally love to fuck her. Those titties! Mmmmm, mmmmm. Delicious!" I wasn't that comfortable with Donnie's comments, the way he'd sounded like a gourmet about to sink his teeth into some succulent rare Prime Rib when he'd praised Louise's magnificent breasts, but I didn't say anything. Donnie complimented my photos, "Ron, my dream man! You're my dream man!" After a few more minutes discussing our porn tastes, we closed the laptop, and then sixty-nined. Donnie spurted into my mouth first, and I followed about a minute later. It was a less intense orgasm than I'd experienced in the shower but, blissful nonetheless. Then I drove home. I made it home about twenty minutes before Louise and the boys. == A few days after my liaison with Donnie, it was a Friday night, Louise put the boys to bed and asked me to open a bottle of wine. We chatted for a while. Louise told me that Joanne had left Randall and moved in with Evan. Evidently the split had been amicable. Louise then asked me to get her laptop. I retrieved it from upstairs and sat back down next to Louise. "Ron. I'd like us to meet with another couple. It doesn't have to be like this weekend, but how about we check the website and see if there's someone we think we're compatible with? We've had some people show interest in us." "Ah, sure, OK, Louise. What kind of thing you thinking about?" "Ron, I'd like it to be regular hetero. I'd actually like a proper swap." "What do you mean, a 'proper swap'?" I asked. "OK, Ron, you can say 'no'. But I'd like for us to arrange a meet with another couple. Say in a bar, or it could be over a meal, whatever. We'd chat first online, maybe do a Skype call. We work out if we think we're compatible. We meet for a drink, something like that. Then you go home with the wife. And I go home with the husband." I thought I knew what Louise was getting at. I wasn't sure I liked the idea. In fact, I fucking hated the idea. "Hhhm, so, you mean like, I go to the other couple's pad with the woman? You bring the husband back here? Or vice versa?" "Yes, Ron." I took a deep breath and sighed. Louise picked up on my reaction. "Ron, if you want, you can say 'no'. Really, you can." I took another deep breath. "No." "Ah, OK. What is it you don't like about the idea? I mean I've let you do things on your own. Isn't this the same?" "Louise, I thought last time we spoke you stressed the 'together' thing? Or am I misremembering?" Louise reached over to the coffee table and picked up her cigarettes. She lit a Marlboro before answering. "OK, Ron. It's fine. Now, how about this? We find a couple. But we stay a four. Together. First you fuck the wife, and I fuck the husband. Oh, maybe they're not married, shit, you know what I mean. In separate bedrooms. Then once we're done, I don't know, maybe we set a timer, thirty minutes, one hour, then we switch back to our real partners. And you give me a good fucking before we go to sleep." I looked at Louise to see if she was being totally serious. It appeared that she was. "And Ron, maybe I'll even let you clean the guy's cum out of my cunny," Louise giggled. I still didn't reply. "Afterwards we go to sleep, you and me together. How does that grab you, Ron? Sound like a plan?" I thought about it for a few seconds. "OK, Louise. I can live with that. OK." "OK, Ron let's take a look. I've had some interesting private messages, buddy requests and so on. Let's see." Louise logged onto the website and opened our Inbox. As she started to scroll down, I saw three messages in the last day from a user 'Deetwenty20'. "Who's 'Deetwenty20'?" I asked. "Oh, Ron, just some weirdo likes my titties. I ignore them." Given the messages were marked as 'Read' that wasn't strictly true, but I decided not to push it. Turning back to the matter at hand, Louise suggested three couples as possibles, opening their profiles in new windows. In terms of logistics, two of the couples were fairly close. The third couple were further North, a little outside Danbury, which was more like an hour's drive. My first thoughts were that the Danbury couple was less favorable, because my preference was an overnight at the other couple's place. I was thinking more local. I checked out couple one, profile name, 'Mal & Fem'. It must have taken them a while to think up that handle. They described themselves as experienced swingers, a 'Sexy couple looking for likeminded couples'. Both were aged 33, and each had set their sexual orientation to straight. "Ron, they've messaged me a couple of times. I think they're keen," Louise said as she opened their picture gallery. All the photos, there were about a dozen, were faceless. The guy, Mal, had a smooth fit body, and in the single cock pic they'd posted, he was handling what looked like a seven-inch circumcised hard-on. Fem was a buxom enough woman, and in all of her pictures, she was wearing a black see-thru night dress. I guess the pictures were taken in one session. As I checked her out more closely, it appeared to me that her ass was way too big. I also suspected that she had practiced posing in such a way to cover up her ample belly. Not really for me. I turned to Louise. "I'm not feeling it, Louise. And these guys are in your top three?" "Yeah, Ron, Hhhmm, maybe, yeah. But the other two couples are better. I started with the least promising. OK, let's forget this couple. I'm sorry. I liked the look of the guy. His body anyway. I wasn't 100% sure if you would like the woman. I actually suspected you'd like the guy, but as we aren't playing that way, and the guy's straight. OK. Whatever. Next!" I looked at the next profile, 'Extra and Star of the Show'. This looked better. According to the profile, the male was 45, and straight (Louise and her older man thing again, I sighed inwardly). He was 'Extra'. His wife, 'Star of the Show', was 33 and bi. Their byline said, 'Married couple looking for fun genuine people'. They had 28 pictures in their gallery. As I scrolled through it became obvious that the faces were cropped out in each. I guess people actually showing their faces on these kind of sites is rare. 'Star of the Show', the woman, certainly grabbed my attention. First of all, she had great tits. And all of the photos showed her in some form of erotic (un)dress. The first picture showed her in an unbuttoned red PVC blouse with her tits hanging out, with a super short black micro-skirt and stockings and heels. Another picture showed her lower body, tight black mesh crotchless panties, which exposed a set of thick pink cunt lips. There was one where she was in an open cleavage black leather catsuit, with thigh high laced boots. Yes, she was doing it for me. I wondered if there were any pictures of 'Extra'. At around picture 20 of 28, there he was, faceless, a side on cock-shot. Extra's cock and balls were tightly constrained in a studded black leather cock ring. His cock was big, bigger than mine and a lot fatter, and his foreskin wasn't even all the way back. He had quite a hairy body, which I found a complete turn-off, but I guess it didn't matter as I wouldn't be engaging in any activity with him. I was slightly surprised Louise liked the guy, to be honest. But the woman? Yes, I definitely would. I guess in this case she actually was the 'Star of the Show'. "OK, Louise. These look a better bet. One thing though, no face pics." "Ron, DOH! We have no face pics on our profile. Anyway, if we connect, I'll ask for face pics. We'll send ours too." Louise pointed at the first picture of 'Extra'. "Ron, I mean that cock, it looks delicious. But I'd like to see what I'm getting into. I knew you'd like the woman, that's primarily why I picked out this profile. I do too. And it says she's bi. So, you never know. The guy is not exactly my type, but maybe he's actually a swarthy handsome devil. And like I said, that's a very nice cock." I managed to suppress a sigh. "OK, Louise. One more to go." "Ron, now these guys are further away. They've messaged me. They'd like us to go up to their place, it's in Danbury, if we meet." I looked at the last profile, 'Jazz and Shazz', who claimed to be an 'Adventurous kinky couple'. Jazz was 35, male, and 'bi curious' Shazz was 46, female, and 'bi'. I turned to Louise. "These guys are bisexual. What if they, you know?" "Ron, I want it the way I said. If it works out nice, maybe we'll meet them again. And maybe then we'll change things up. They seem normal intelligent people based on the message they wrote me." I went to their gallery. Shit! These guys actually had face pics! The first pic showed 'Shazz' sitting on a guy's lap on a barstool, and with snips of naked bodies on each side it looked like the picture had been taken at a swingers' party. Shazz looked good for a 46-year-old. I mean she'd been botoxed, at the very least, possibly had some cosmetic work done on her face too, you could tell by her high eyebrows and that permanently- surprised look women who'd had facelifts done had. Her massive tits were obviously fake. But she was fucking horny. Her hair looked like it was dyed auburn, and she wore a burlesque style garter belt and black sheer stockings and heels. Her shaved cunt was fully visible. And she held a freshly lit cigarette in her right hand. I flicked through the other photos. All of the photos of Shazz were good. Some very good. There was one taken, it looked like at home, there was a fireplace in the background, with Shazz inserting a glass-like transparent dildo into her shaved snatch. Another sizzling hot picture of Shazz showed her on her knees, with what looked like a mixed-race guy stood at her side, the tip of his VERY big cock on the tip of Shazz's tongue. I wondered if the large cock belonged to 'Jazz'. Two pictures later I realized it probably did as there was a picture of the same guy spread out on a bed with his massive dick flopped up onto his belly and Shazz about to pounce on it. There were some more pictures of them both together in various states of undress. In the last one, Shazz held up a piece of paper with a date on it. The photo was one week old. Yes. These two looked very interesting. Louise could see my excitement, even though I was trying to look as cool as I could. "Ron. I knew you'd like these two. But if you agree to meet them, remember, we do it on my terms. Definitely the first time. You know, we do the swap, then the swap back. No gay hanky panky for you. But these ones look perfect, don't they?" "Yes, Louise," I had to agree. "OK, Ron. Here's what we'll do. Shazz, she wrote me the message, she suggested we might like to get together either next Friday, or the Friday after. Next Friday, my dad's down on Long Island for a Golf tournament. He's away the whole weekend, so mom is cool about taking the boys. The Friday after is possible too, but less convenient. Sonya could take the boys overnight. It's more awkward, but she's said before she'd do it anytime I needed. So? What do you say?" I thought about it. "OK, Louise, next Friday. Let's do that." "Cool, Ron. I think we'll have a lot of fun. And the other couple, that 'Star of the Show' and her hubby. What I was going to do was reply to them but say we don't have any free nights until maybe next month. I'll keep things polite and non-committal. And I'll ask for face pics. OK?" "Sure, Louise," I replied. "OK, Ron, let me write these guys back. And then I want you to fuck my brains out. This has got me REALLY horny!" == I fucked Louise missionary. She was excited, I could tell that when she wrapped her legs around my lower back, and begged me to 'fuck her harder'. Louise got extremely wet, and after a few minutes, came, a series of muffled whimpers escaping from her lips, her mouth firmly pushed into mine. I came maybe thirty seconds later. After a short pause, Louise cleaned herself up and smoked a cigarette. As I lay next to Louise, I pondered if 'Shazz' would be a good lay. I was pretty sure she would be. TO BE CONTINUED