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Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2018 19:19:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ronald Shearing <ronald.shearing@yahoo.com>
Subject: Unlocking Sexual Secrets 23

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 23

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That had been a close call! In fact close call number two given the
circumstances of Vernon's arrival earlier in the evening.

I handed Vernon his beer, then walked over to Louise, who gave me a kiss.
The kind of kiss that gave me a clear indication a fuck was on the agenda
later.

I was going to dump some load into Louise. What with my visits to Donna's
porn site, and especially after Vernon's abortive blowjob, I'd been going
hard-soft-hard-soft practically all night. I knew what that would lead to.
When eventually the pressure in my balls was relieved there'd be an XXL
helping of cum spurting out of my cock slit.

The taste of tobacco on Louise's lips made my cock twinge. And I reckoned
Louise must have smoked a pack at least, I could smell it in her hair.

I turned and noticed that Vernon was sitting next to Louise's guest,
Rowena, on the couch.

"Ron, Vernon, this is Rowena"

Rowena smiled, and said 'Hi'. Vernon shook Rowena's hand. I just kind of
waved at Rowena and smiled.

It was obvious Rowena had been drinking, like Louise. But neither girl was
stupid drunk. Yet. Both had decent sized Vodka on the Rocks in their hands.

Rowena pulled daintily on her cigarette, very femininely. From the way she
smoked I suspected she was only an occasional 'while drinking' smoker.

I sat down on an easy chair opposite the couch. Louise swiftly sat on my
lap, looping her right arm around my shoulder. She started gently stroking
the back of my neck with her fingers. Yes, I was certainly getting a
quality fuck later.

Louise had removed her jacket when I'd gone for the beers and was wearing a
short summery dress. New, I thought. I was just drunk enough to comment on
this.

"You look great, Louise. New dress?"

I wasn't lying, Louise did look great.

Louise's dark hair was tied up, exposing her ears from which dangled thick
gold loop earrings. I recognized them as the ones I'd bought for Louise as
an anniversary present earlier in the year. Which seemed like a lifetime
ago. Louise's eyes and lips were made up in "work subtle" mode, eyes done
in shades of brown and orange, with a dark orange lipstick. Louise always
did her make-up perfectly, she had a real talent for it.

The 'new' dress was a peachy orange shade with a spaced out floral motif in
darker orange and white. The dress was low cut with very thin shoulder
straps, showcasing Louise's boobs. In fact Louise's titties looked immense
tonight. The dress was also very short. Louise's smooth legs were encased
in sheer black nylons. I couldn't feel any garter or suspender belt, and
given the shortness of the dress I was pretty sure that Louise was wearing
tights.

Louise laughed, while exhaling a plume of smoke. I caught a whiff. Menthol.

"Rowena, what did I tell you? Ron, this dress is three years old. I have to
admit there was a time there that I'd struggle to get into it, so it's been
a long time in the wardrobe. But with all the exercise I've been getting
this summer, it's back in size!"

I lifted my hands up in mock surrender.

"Sorry, baby, I didn't remember. But you truly do look amazing in it"

I noticed Rowena was smiling. She glanced at Vernon before diverting her
gaze back to me.

"Louise got a lot of attention in that dress today. Even Bill's boyfriend
couldn't take his eyes off Louise tonight, and Rudy's 100% gay".

Inwardly I flinched, despite keeping a calm exterior. Given I'd watched
Rudy fuck Louise a while back, I knew the '100% gay' comment wasn't '100%
accurate'.

I notice Rowena seemed to have edged herself closer to Vernon.

Rowena was herself not a bad looking woman. I'd say she was around my age,
maybe early 30s. She had a short black hairstyle, one of those angular
messy cuts, almost like a guy's hairstyle, but in a good way, not like say,
bull-dyke Ruth had worn hers at the training course. And it was a good deal
thicker, fuller, than boho Mandy's buzz cut. It was quite striking
actually.

Facially Rowena was quite pretty. She had a little pixie nose that I
suspected had seen some plastic surgery. Her make-up was heavier than
Louise's. She had deep dark blue eyes, which were accented beautifully with
a combination of smoky gray and white eye shadow, and dark pink glossed
lips. I could see Rowena's pink lipstick smeared over her cigarette filter
as she took frequent puffs on her menthol. Her cheeks were quite red, which
I took to be a side effect of whatever the girls had been drinking earlier.

Rowena didn't seem to have a great looking body at first sight. I wasn't
sure if this was down to the rectangular sleeveless charcoal colored dress
she had on. It was fairly neutral with a high straight neckline making it
hard to tell if her boobs were good or not. After a slight flourish at
either side of the waist, the dress came down to just above Rowena's knees.
She was wearing black sheer tights or stockings, again with the cut of the
dress, impossible to tell which. On her feet, Rowena wore a contrasting
pair of smart/casual silver mid heel pumps.

If I'd seen Rowena in a bar would I have been inclined to make a move on
her? Possibly. Her face was pretty enough. And there was always the
possibility of a surprise under that dowdy dark gray dress. Actually,
Rowena kind of looked like a teacher a 16 year old boy might jerk off over
before he went to sleep nights.

Louise tapped me on my shoulder.

"Ron, help me look for some snacks. Plus I need a drink, and it looks like
Rowena does too. Come on. Kitchen!"

Louise got up from my lap, and I stood up behind her.

Before we got to the kitchen, Louise asked Rowena for a cigarette (it
seemed Louise was out of Marlboros, hence the Menthols) and took Rowena's
mostly empty glass out of her hand.

"I'll get us a refill, hun. Just a minute"

As we went into the kitchen Vernon started a conversation with Rowena. I
heard Rowena giggle, before much to my surprise Louise closed the kitchen
door behind us.

Louise put the two glasses on our breakfast bar and lit her cigarette.
After taking a strong deep inhale, Louise edged into my body, and we kissed
passionately. My immediate reaction was that we were going to fuck in the
kitchen, something we'd only done a couple of times since we'd bought the
house and not for over a year at least.

But Louise broke off.

"Down boy! Not with Vernon in the living room! And Ron, I want to hear all
about that whore you fucked last night, but it can wait until over dinner
tomorrow. We also need to talk about my boring night last night."

Louise took a long slow drag on her menthol, then tipped some ash into the
sink.

"Ron, pour me and Rowena drinks. I want to be a good hostess"

I fixed Louise and Rowena's drinks. Three ice cubes each, and a large pour
of Absolut in each glass.

Louise kissed me again. Shit, this was like old times. The good old times
when our sex life had seemed so perfect. So normal.

"Rowena's here because I showed her some pictures of Vernon on my phone and
she thinks he's cute. And she hasn't had a fuck for two months. She's been
separated from her cheating bastard husband for six months now. He's a high
school teacher over in Paramus. He was fucking another teacher and Rowena
dumped him. Anyway, she's not quite back in the saddle. In fact, and this
is interesting, the only cock she's had since she kicked that bastard out
was when she got herself her first tattoo. She fucked the tattoo artist.
Who still didn't give her a discount apparently. Men can be such bastards!"

I looked at Louise. It looked like she expected a report on the Vernon
situation.

"Vernon and Jackie is over. We spoke about it. I think there's no way back"

Louise grunted a stifled laugh.

"I'm damn sure it IS over. No doubt it's Vernon going through another 'gay
period'. Like he thinks I believed that bullshit he told mom and dad. I was
half worried he'd try and seduce you tonight! When he gets the taste for it
he turns into a total fag."

Again an inward flinch on my part.

"Ron, grab those potato chips. Let's get back to our guests"

When we re-entered the living room, there was a noticeable movement as
Rowena and Vernon readjusted their position on the couch. They were now sat
very close to each other.

We sat and chatted for about 25, 30 minutes. Louise once more sat on my lap
throughout. I deliberately put thoughts of Louise's topless pictures on
Donna's website to the back of my mind. Like my liaison with Janice, any
discussion could wait until Friday night.

Louise eventually stubbed out the cigarette she'd been smoking, and
announced it was time for bed.

"Vernon, I don't want you driving back to mom's. Once you've finished your
beer, you know where the spare room is"

Louise then faced Rowena.

"Babe, can I grab one last cigarette? I'll probably want one later"

The girls smiled conspiratorially as Rowena handed a white menthol stick to
Louise.

Louise took the cigarette.

"Rowena, you don't have to worry about getting a cab home. You can stay too
of course"

Rowena looked at Louise, then at me.

"I'll think about it. If it's no trouble, I mean I don't have work
tomorrow, if it's really OK?"

I assured Rowena there was totally no issue. And we all laughed when I said
that Vernon wouldn't mind sleeping on the couch anyway.

With a playful slap, Louise ordered us 'To bed!'

When we reached our bedroom, I stripped off pretty immediately. Louise
lounged on the bed still in her short peach dress. She looked magnificent.
My cock started to stiffen.

"Ron, I guess you get this, but a foursome, involving Vernon, my brother,
you know that is never gonna happen babe, right?"

I nodded.

"Of course! It never crossed my mind"

Louise continued.

"If Vernon had gone back to mom's already, I would have wanted us both to
fuck Rowena. Rowena and I had a little kiss in the cab home. Nothing too
crazy, just a kiss and a grope of my tits. I think she's pretty hot. So.
Maybe another time, OK? You like her? You'd be OK fucking her, right?"

"Sure honey", I agreed. Given Louise's comments on their making out in the
cab home, I definitely wanted Rowena now.

"Anyway, Ron, I'm sure you want these right now, yes?"

Louise stretched and pulled the front of her dress down and her voluptuous
bra-less tits flopped free. Looking me directly in the eye, she slowly
placed her cigarette in her mouth and lit it. I noticed her glancing at my
cock.

I quickly moved down onto the bed, moved in close to Louise's exposed
breasts and started to suck on Louise's nipples. Louise dug her nails into
my hair as I gorged on her tits.

I eased my neck up, and moved my lips close to Louise's. I rammed my tongue
into Louise's smoky mouth. Louise responded, then pushed back slightly.

"Ron, honey, I'm smoking, let me finish this cigarette!"

I edged back slightly as Louise took another concentrated long pull on her
cigarette. I couldn't wait.

I slipped down to Louise's waist and put my hands on her hips. I carefully
slid Louise's short dress upwards. She was wearing pantyhose. Black sheer
nylons, with a woven opaque material in the center of the crotch so that it
seemed the wearer didn't need to wear panties. Shit! I'd never seen these
before. I was, like most red-blooded males, a stockings and suspenders man.
But these were actually fucking hot!

I was fully in the zone. I pulled the nylon material towards me, penetrated
the thin material with my fingers, and ripped apart the entire crotch area
of Louise's pantyhose exposing her exposed moist cunt. The material gave
with a slight ripping sound which reminded me of that sound when static
electricity discharges.

Louise gave out a loud whisper.

"Ron, what the FUCK are you doing!?! These things cost .."

I pulled Louise down so her ass was flat on the bed cutting her off mid-
sentence. I levered myself up with my arms pushed into the mattress at each
side of Louise's waist. And without any more ceremony I buried my pre-cum
leaking cock deep into Louise's wet cunt.

Louise gulped, then issued another loud whisper.

"Oh, fffffuuuckkkk, Ron, you dirty fucking bastard!"

I started pumping. Louise stared deeply into my eyes. I realized that for
me, nothing beat fucking Louise. Not with Janice last night, not with a
shemale, not with anyone else. This was it for me.

Louise was fighting hard to keep the noise down. On each thrust she let out
a stifled, "Uh!".

I noticed some cigarette ash break from the end of Louise's cigarette and
fall onto the bed. Louise seemed to remember she was smoking. She put her
cigarette to her lips and started taking frantic pulls, the tip glowing
orange on each inhale. Then her eyes widened.

"Oh, shit Ron, I'm cumming already! Oh, my fucking GOD!"

I felt my own orgasm building.

Louise was now in the full throes of her own climax, whimpering. Louise
came rarely when we fucked missionary position. Her usual method of
bringing herself off was to lie on top of me, grinding her clit on my pubic
bone as my cock slid in and out of her cunt. So I knew that for Louise this
was a good one.

As Louise's whimpering started to subside, I erupted. FUCK! My idea that my
orgasm was going to be strong wasn't wrong. I must have spurted six, maybe
seven times. On each spurt I felt my asshole contract as my cock twitched
uncontrollably. Holy fuck! The feeling was incredible.

As my own orgasm petered out, Louise took one final puff on her almost dead
cigarette and stretched over to put the butt in the ashtray on her side of
the bed.

"Jesus, Ron, you were fucking immense. That's the best fuck I've had in
years. Really. You were amazing!"

I leaned in closely to Louise and gave her a slow lingering French kiss.
Then I rolled off of her.

Louise glanced over at me.

"Baby, give me that towel over there, I'm not going to the bathroom like
this. I'm exhausted. And pull what's left of my 39.99 pantyhose off, you
animal you!"

I gave Louise the towel, which she clamped between her legs. Then I
carefully removed Louise's ruined nylons.

I used Louise's wrecked tights to wipe the combination of Louise's juices
and my cum from my extremely slimy cock. I then rolled the tights up and
placed them in the wastebasket Louise kept near the dresser for her used
make-up items.

I heard noise on the stairs. Some muffled speaking, then I heard the spare
room bedroom door open.

Louise asked me to help take her dress off. I unzipped her from the back,
and helped her wriggle out of the short dress, playfully planting a kiss on
her ass which caused her to grumble that she was tired and I shouldn't
expect seconds. I then carefully placed the dress on the back of the chair
by the dresser. When I turned back to the bed, Louise was already sleeping.
After a night drinking Louise would sleep heavily. I guessed that was her
for the night.

I lay down beside Louise. I picked my phone up and checked emails. I looked
at my Inbox. There was another email from Mike, asking me to confirm what
time he should arrive at our place the Saturday after next. There was a
Change Management course de-brief with various document attachments. And
along with obvious work related emails, there was an email from a
"JBlount1964" which I didn't open as I assumed it was spam. I'd check it in
the morning just in case. I decided against going through any more emails
and try to get to sleep. Louise had started snoring lightly.

Looking at my watch on the bedside table I saw it was 01:27AM. I decided to
close my eyes. I was still buzzing a little after the dream fuck we'd just
had, but I realized I needed to be at work at 9AM.

I was still awake at 01:57AM when I realized I needed to take a piss. I got
out of bed quietly and was already outside the spare room door when I
realized that (a) I was naked, and (b) the door was partially open. I'd
half-forgotten we had a guest. Or make that, 'guests'.

It didn't take me long to realize that Vernon and Rowena were still
fucking. The bed springs in the spare room weren't the quietest.

I tip-toed to the entrance to the room. Our upstairs bathroom was next
door. The door to the bathroom was only about 4 feet past the door to the
spare bedroom. I carefully peered inside.

I could see Vernon from the back, his ass muscles relaxing and contracting
as he rhythmically pumped Rowena from behind. It seemed Rowena had been
wearing stockings. I could see that from the shiny dark material covering
most of the back of her legs which were placed just outside of Vernon's as
he continued to ride her doggystyle. Vernon wasn't making a lot of noise,
other than letting out deep breaths, like he was doing weights, each time
he pushed his cock into Rowena. Rowena was trying hard to temper her
squeals. Plus, not only was Rowena a squealer, she was a talker. She was
issuing loud high-pitched whispers, which I could make out clear as day as
I peeped inside the bedroom.

"Fuck, yes. Do. It. Fuck me. Fuck! Yes. Oh my cunt! Fuck! Yes. Make me come
you fucker!"

I could tell she was really into it. Nobody would make up that high pitched
squeaky voice, not even in a porno.

I felt slightly uncomfortable watching in secret. I very quietly went into
the bathroom. I didn't want to close the door completely, I felt the noise
might give myself away. I didn't even put the light on, so I relied on the
soft light from a night-light we had at the top of the stairs that we kept
on in case the kids woke up.

I carefully pissed so I didn't make a splashing noise by urinating directly
into the pool of water in the center of the toilet bowl. Which took a
little time, especially as watching Vernon and Rowena had made me a little
bit hard.

I decided not to flush. I know, I know! But I really didn't want to get
caught up in Vernon and Rowena's situation, plus I didn't want either of
them to think I'd been spying on them.

In retrospect, maybe I should have just made a noise in the hallway, so
they knew I was there. And then been more obvious in the bathroom. But it
hadn't happened like that, so here I was now, listening to the copulating
couple next door, who were gradually getting louder. In particular, as it
seemed Rowena was nearing climax, she'd gotten significantly louder.

"Make me come you dirty fucker, fuck, yes, make me come. YES! Shi, shi,
shi, shi, shiiiiitttttt! Oh Christ, fucking ohhhhhhh! Yes!"

Then Vernon let out several tense "Ah!" sounds. It seemed he was coming
too.

As I stood transfixed in the bathroom listening to the denouement of their
coupling, I noticed my cock had gotten really hard. Shit. I was turned on
again. I automatically wrapped my right hand round my erection. I started
stroking gently. I thought I'd wait maybe one, two minutes, then go back to
bed. Then it happened.

The bathroom door was pushed open!

Vernon started. He was noticeably surprised. Thankfully he didn't scream.
Vernon looked at me, then shook his head, and let out a deep breath.

"Shit, bro, you fucking half-scared me to death, motherfucker!"

I whispered back to him.

"Shit, I'm sorry Vernon, I didn't want to disturb you guys"

Vernon smiled at me. Then he nodded his head downwards. He raised his
eyebrows. He also spoke in a whisper.

"Seems your dick didn't get that memo, bro!"

I was embarrassed, but I didn't release the grip on my shaft. I felt like,
what was the fucking point? And my cock was still rock hard.

Vernon stood close to me. He continued in a quieter whisper.

"Rowena told me she needed a good fucking tonight. She also said she
wouldn't have minded if it was you fucking her. She'll fuck you, man. Just
go in the room. We'll go together. I bet sis is sleeping, right?"

As much as I was tempted, I knew it was not to be that night.

"No"' I replied quietly, "Well, not tonight, not behind Louise's back"

Vernon gave me a strange look. Had I just unintentionally let the secret of
Louise and mine's 'swinging' out?

Vernon looked at me. Then he looked down at his own wet and sticky flaccid
cock. I noticed it was a good size. Certainly bigger than mine soft.

"Ok, Ron. I need to wipe my cock off, clean up. We'll speak tomorrow. You
change your mind, just turn right, I know Rowena will be pleased to see
you. You know she was listening to you two fuck from outside your bedroom
door for a couple of minutes, right?"

That did surprise me.

I edged closer to the door, but Vernon was mainly blocking the exit. I put
my right hand out to guide him out of my way. I looked into his eyes. Then
lightly pushing him against the bathroom wall, I went down on one knee and
nuzzled my face up to Vernon's moist cock.

The smell of Rowena's pussy on Vernon's dick was strong. Stronger than
Louise, less pleasant, but not exactly unpleasant. I wondered if that was
what a few months without fucking did to a woman. It smelt strong.

I carefully wrapped my lips around the edge of Vernon's cock. The taste was
all Rowena. Until I sucked, and milked the partially congealed residue of
Vernon's spunk from the tip of his cock. I swallowed the small amount of
Vernon's come that I'd gathered in my mouth. Then Vernon tapped my head. I
looked up, removing the tip of Vernon's soft dick so it was just outside of
my mouth.

"Bro, I'm not gonna be good to go for a while. I usually need about half an
hour to recharge. You on the other hand, you do look ready. Stand up! Come
on."

I did as Vernon told me. He gripped my cock.

"Nice, just like before. Before I had to stop blowing you in the kitchen.
Wait one second."

Vernon now swapped positions. He was now kneeling down, poised to suck my
cock.

"OK, bro, let me help you get rid of this boner. I want this to be quick,
we don't want Rowena interrupting. None of this 'new man' holding back
bullshit. Fuck my mouth hard and shoot your load down my throat as fast as
you can? OK?"

I answered by putting each of my hands on each side of Vernon's head and
gripping hard as he enclosed my hard-on with his warm wet mouth.

I then totally took the initiative. I pumped Vernon's mouth almost as
frantically as I'd tried to destroy Randall/Raquel's asshole the other
week. I was so fucking excited, I must have lasted less than 90 seconds.
Randall almost belched loudly as my first spurt jetted out. It was deep on
the in-stroke, my cock twitching right in the back of Vernon's throat. I
let out two further mild deposits from my itchy cock as my orgasm quickly
died down. Louise had almost milked me dry earlier.

Randall swallowed, then stood up.

"Bro, I've waited so long for that! Don't worry, no way will I ever mention
this to sis. And I'll tell Rowena I needed to take a dump if she asks why I
was gone so long."

I was relieved. Really relieved actually. I didn't want Louise to know
about this. Ever.

Randall turned on the faucet in the wash hand basin.

"OK. You go quietly back to sis. I think I might have a try of Rowena's ass
in a little while. She told me some biker tattoo artist guy who did that
flower tattoo on her side popped her anal cherry couple months back and she
wants to try some more. See you in the morning bro!"

I quietly walked past the spare room. There was a smell of fresh tobacco.
Seemed Rowena was having a cigarette as she waited for Vernon to return. Or
was she waiting for me?

I reached my bedroom and closed the door. I climbed back into bed. Louise
was still fast asleep. Five minutes later, so was I.




TO BE CONTINUED