Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 101

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Now, where were we?

My first reaction on seeing Lolita was panic. I even turned away sharply to my right as the performers approached, hoping that Lolita wouldn't see me. What the fuck, Ron? Lolita was going to see me whatever I did, it was impossible for us not to bump into each other. I needed to get my shit together.

I stood nervously, as the performers all walked to the bar and got a glass of pre-poured fizz, looked like Champagne, then started to mingle.

Kimmie and a blonde shemale, I assumed Donatella, started talking with the couple we'd been in the elevator with. A petite girl in a simple black dress approached Louise and me.

"Hi, I'm Jayne. Are you guys a Couple?"

I looked at Jayne not quite understanding the question, then Louise, who'd caught what Jayne meant, replied.

"Yeah, we're Couple 2. But anyway, I'm Louise. And Jayne, this is Ron."

Ah. I got it now.

Jayne was young and very attractive. Her face was totally feminine, and she had these gorgeous pink lips. I noticed that her hair, which I'd originally thought was blonde, was actually a very light shade of lilac. Her body was perfection too. Jayne was only around five-feet tall and her surgically enhanced breasts looked bigger than they actually were. Would I? Damn right I would.

We spoke for a couple of minutes. I didn't pay that much attention to the chat. I was still nervous about Lolita being here. What if she approached me and greeted me like we knew each other? I didn't even want to contemplate how Louise would react.

I kept glancing to my left where Lolita was talking to the 'girls' in the short silver dresses. Haley and Bernie. In my nervousness I'd even forgotten which one was a girl and which one trans. They were soon joined by the TV couple. The ones with the stupid names, I forgot what they were called. Fuck! Couple 9. I needed to calm down.

I turned slightly away from where Lolita was talking loudly, and I looked over at Gaby Bigcock at the bar. If I remembered correctly, I was pretty sure they didn't speak English well. Or, at all. They were talking, or at least trying to talk, with the bartender. There was a girl, or a tranny, with bright red hair in a tight white dress talking with them. I assumed this was 'Party Advisor' Mel. She seemed to be acting as a translator.

I looked to my right and saw Sylvia walking towards us. She stopped right next to Louise.

"Louise, you're a smoker, right?"

Sylvia was hot as fuck, but man, that deep voice!

Louise confirmed that she was indeed a smoker.

"May I ask you for a cigarette? We have about ten minutes until showtime, and I left mine downstairs in the office."

"Sure," Louise replied, "I need a cigarette myself."

"Me too," the demure Jayne put in, "Can I join you, please?"

"Magical!" Sylvia said.

In my stressed state, Sylvia's annoying catchphrase was starting to piss me off.

"Let's go to the smoking area, shall we?" Sylvia said, before the three of them headed over past the bar on the right and went outside.

Five seconds later, I felt a bump on my left. I turned.

"Well, hello, lover! And how are we tonight? That's some wife you have. Jesus, she would be sensational in the industry!"

"Ah, hi, eh.." I replied nervously.

"Now, I'm not normally good with names. But, it's Rob, right? Ehm, Bob? Don't tell me! Ah, yeah, actually, DO tell me!"

"It's Ron actually."

"Ron! Yes! Donna's boyfriend. Now I remember. Like I remember our very nice fuck. Ooooh, your ass was soooooohhh good and tight."

"Ah, eh.. I .."

"It's OK, Ron. Discretion is my middle name. I won't tell your wife about our previous liaison. And I won't tell Donna you were here tonight. I'm doing a scene with her next week. Maybe you could come watch?"

I couldn't really think of a reply. I could have said 'No', but I was still stuck in a state of nervous tension.

"Anyway, Ron. I'll be doing a show later, I think with the Brazilian bimbo. Fuck, she is so stupid, and she can't even speak a word of English. Be sure to catch us. You never know.. We will be inviting audience members up to play. How would you like to suck two hot tranny cocks while your wife watches? Or would you prefer to watch us double teaming your big tit hotwife?"

"Eh.. well, ah, Louise, .."

"Ah, Louise! Nice! I like that name. I nearly picked it myself, but my manager at the time insisted I use Lolita. I guess I was younger and stupider at that time, and that was that. I much prefer Louise Carter, I really wish I'd stuck to my guns. And now that I'm, well, more mature, Lolita is kinda not right, don't you think?"

"Ah, no. Ehm. Well, I'm not sure we're going to participate in.."

"Ah, OK! A lot of guests are like that. Everything done nicely behind closed doors downstairs. OK. Well, if you and the lovely Louise would like to play with me, it'll have to be later. My slot on stage is ten thirty, and my 'fuck the guests' hour isn't until 1am. In the 'Group Room'. And in between I have to mingle in the bar, so I've been told. Anyway, if you are still interested later, I mean around 2am, I should have recharged fully by then. You're a pretty good lay, you know? And I am pretty sure your hotwife is an awesome fuck! God, those titties! They are spectacular. Compared to Donna, well.."

I was sure that anything with Lolita and Louise together would only happen at Louise's prompting and I made a mental note to try and steer Louise away from Lolita. I was relieved when Sylvia returned and took Lolita away to speak with the 'Silver Daddy' and his trans partner.

A minute or so later, Louise rejoined me with the mature/twink couple in tow.

"Ron, this is Irene, and this is Andy."

Irene moved in and I thought she was about to do the air kiss thing, but she actually did kiss me, taking me by surprise as she opened her mouth. We locked lips, her tongue exploring my mouth as she pushed her hard bust into my chest. When Irene pulled back, I shook hands with Andy, who let his hand linger and gave me a 'look'.

So, this was this going to be our first experience tonight.

"Ron. Andy here just loves dressing up. You know, 'dressing up'. He's going to change soon in their room. Maybe we could join them after 'Showtime'?"

I glanced at Irene, then Andy. Andy still couldn't keep his eyes off of Louise. He was totally captivated. And given how good Louise looked tonight, I couldn't totally blame him.

I ran some scenarios in my head quickly.

OK, so Andy would get dressed, 'transform'. We'd go to their room. I could see that he definitely wanted to fuck Louise. So, we'd probably start with that. Which would mean I'd be fucking Irene. That seemed the most likely setup. It wasn't really what I wanted. But the night was young. And, if the liaison meant I got to fuck Andy's tight ass at some point? That would be more to my liking. I started thinking what his cock was like. Also, Irene looked like a total slut MILF. Ass-fucking her? Yes, I could go with that.

Irene spoke next as I silently contemplated how things would develop.

"So, Louise, we can watch the show, then we'll go downstairs and get Andy changed into 'Andrina'. You could give us thirty minutes, no, say twenty, then join us in our room? We're in Room 7."

Louise looked at me expectantly.

"Yeah, OK," I replied, telling myself I was going to destroy this twink fucker's asshole before or after he'd fucked Louise. I just had to make sure I didn't come in Irene's pussy or ass first. I also liked the idea of sucking his twink cock after he'd fucked Louise. Thinking about that really turned me on.

Louise smiled and squeezed my hand. Then once again, the barman interrupted us with his tapping on the glass roll-call thing.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. And Ladies! Showtime in two minutes. Please take your seats now. If you'd all follow Sylvia and Mel! Thank you!"

We headed through to the left and I saw a near identical setup to last time. On the stage there were two two-seated grey leather or fake-leather couches, and there were more seats for the watchers than last time. Three rows. From the front the seats were set up six-six-eight.

I also caught sight of the 'Group Room' which was a pastel-lit circular frosted glass construction that looked like it had padded seats all round the inside edge. The colors of the lights were slowly changing from pink to blue to lilac and back.

I walked to the back row, following 'Couple 5', the silver-robed 'Twins'. That way I made sure that Louise and I were not at the end of a row. As we sat down, Louise whispered in my right ear.

"Not in front, Ron? Don't want to take part?"

"No," I whispered back. I meant it.

"OK. And Irene and Andy, that's OK, Ron? Right?" Louise asked quietly.

"Yeah, it's OK," I replied, possibly not too enthusiastically.

Louise seemed to pick up on that.

"Ron, Irene told me how they roll. We both get to fuck Andy. You'll love it. I saw that you liked him. God, he certainly likes me. And for an older woman, Irene's pretty hot. As you know, Ron, I have a thing about matures. It will involve all of us, it's not going to be a straight swap. OK?"

I was about to reply that I'd seen that Andy most definitely liked Louise, and that I knew about Louise's 'thing for matures', when ambient music started playing, and then a few moments later the two performers walked in and stood in front of the stage.

I did a quick survey of the seating arrangements now the room was full. Bearing in mind that two 'guys' were going to be picked to participate in this first show, I checked out first who was sat in the front row.

There was the 'Silver Daddy' and his partner. Then 'Couple 3', the obvious Crossdresser, with Rey, his/her Latino escort. And filling out the front row on the right side was Grant, and Bibi, his very hot, very young looking shemale squeeze. I wondered for a second if the performers would pick a trans guest to go on stage, given that Sylvia had explained that it would be guys only for this show.

The performers had already started what I assumed they thought was a slow erotic dance, running their hands over their bodies, squeezing their titties, softly rubbing their mounds as they moved in time to some modern lounge type tune.

It was kind of obvious, artificial even. But whatever, Kimmie looked sensational.

I had to think for a moment if I'd ever seen a more beautiful shemale. Long straight dark hair, perfect face, dark come-to-bed eyes, a perfectly shaped and natural-looking nose, natural full red lips. Great tits. Minimal tattoos. Jesus, I was getting hard just looking at her making slow sensual gyrations in a sheer black see-thru Basque, her perfect long legs encased in black hold-up stockings, her feet perched on shiny black high-heeled pumps.

I felt a little sorry for Donatella who was trying her best to look seductive, all the while dancing next to such shemale perfection.

It wasn't that Donatella was bad looking, not at all. Although I think she looked more Spanish than Italian.

I mean, facially, she looked good. Definitely feminine looking, her nicely shaped dark eyebrows and perfectly dark blue/silver powdered eyes contrasting with her dyed bleach blonde hair.

Donatella was wearing a tight black satin bustier which pushed her decent cleavage upwards, with straps at the waist connected to a pair of black stockings. Down below she was crammed into a tight black satin pouch which she amply filled with what I took to be a big, and getting bigger all the time, she-cock.

After about a minute or two of their choreographed seduction, Kimmie and Donatella started to move more closely together, much more closely, and pretty soon they were kissing passionately. This was starting to get very arousing. Sylvia hadn't lied about these two. They knew what they were doing.

The performers eventually moved up to the stage where Kimmie sat back on one of the couches. She nimbly lifted her body up and pulled her panties off, giving the audience a first look at her amazing she-cock. It was rock hard and looked like eight inches of shemale penile perfection. For a moment, I half-wished I hadn't hidden away at the back. I'd have gladly taken Kimmie's exquisite cock in my ass.

Donatella bent down and to the side, so she wasn't blocking the audience's view. She looked out at us and smiled, before wrapping her lips around the tip of Kimmie's cock. She paused for a second, then pushed her head down and swallowed the entire length of Kimmie's rigid rod. Immediately Kimmie let out a moan, but she kept her eyes focused on the audience, seeking out individuals. Maybe she was checking out her lucky 'victim'.

After around a minute of slow but firm fellatio, Donatella stood up and freed her own stiff rod, throwing her panties to the left of the stage. Donatella's cock looked even bigger than Kimmie's. For sure, it was a lot fatter.

Kimmie then stood up, and both Donatella and she approached the seating area. Things looked like they were about to get serious.

Donatella took the side to our left, and slowly walked up to the back row where we were sitting. I gulped. A tingle of nervous excitement ran through my body as Donatella caught my eye.

Kimmie slowly walked up the other side. Based on our seating position, Kimmie was slightly further away from Louise and me than Donatella was. I turned back and watched transfixed as Donatella's stiff cock bounced up and down on each swaying move she made, still gyrating in time to the slow rhythm and beat of the music, which was still playing in the background.

I turned and saw Kimmie stop next to the end of the second row. I watched as she slowly pushed her waist forward. Then I saw the male half of 'Couple 4', who was seated at the end of the row, lean his head forward. I watched as his head started to move back and forward as the lucky bastard sucked on Kimmie's gorgeous dick. Fuck. I now definitely regretted my choice of seats.

I then felt some movement to my left.

Donatella had started to slip her own dick in and out of the mouth of one of the silver-dress twins. I think it was the one we'd been introduced to as Haley. She was the girl. I think.

I was fully focused on Donatella as she mouthfucked the silver dressed bimbo to my left when I suddenly felt a hand on my right shoulder. I looked up, as the other hand tightly gripped my chin and I felt a warm wetness as Kimmie's lips locked onto my mine. I responded immediately, pushing my tongue back into Kimmie's wet mouth. Our tongues dueled for maybe 30, 40 seconds. Shit. This was electric.

Before I got too carried away, Kimmie leaned back, before quickly bending over to kiss Louise. I watched as Louise and Kimmie French-kissed for about another thirty seconds. As they continued kissing, Kimmie pushed her hands down inside the front of Louise's black micro-dress and started to firmly massage Louise's massive mammaries.

Fuck! I thought for a moment I might come in my pants!

Kimmie once again withdrew. Smiling at Louise, then me, she headed to our left. It looked like Donatella and her were switching sides.

After maybe a further minute of audience participation at the side of the rows, mainly some brief fellatio of the performers by various guests, Kimmie and Donatella headed back to the stage.

Showtime.

Donatella leaned down and said something to the 'Silver Daddy'. Dean, if I remembered correctly, and he stood up. Kimmie did likewise and, a few seconds later, I was surprised when fresh young shemale Bibi stood up. I'd assumed it would have been her partner Grant who was the one chosen.

Donatella and Kimmie then led their willing participants up onto the stage. Both of the performers sat down, one on each couch. Some inaudible words were exchanged, the music was still playing, and a few seconds later Dean got on his knees and started slurping on Donatella's she-cock while Bibi knelt and started to suck on Kimmie's. Nice!

As they both eagerly ate shemale cock, after some further directions from Donatella and Kimmie, Bibi and Dean started to undress.

Bibi had the easier job, slipping out of her tight gold fabric mini-dress. In fact, she never missed a beat, somehow managing to maintain her focus and keep her mouth wrapped round Kimmie's perfect dick, 'hands free' mode, as she detached herself from her dress. Bibi was bra-less, and was wearing a tight gold pair of briefs which she kept on for the moment. I saw from behind that her balls had slipped out the sides of her tiny panties. I instantly wanted her.

I suspected Bibi had a small but perfectly formed cock, and I found myself less focused on the cocksucking, and more focused on Bibi's slim body. I realized that I really did like the idea of fucking Bibi's tight young ass. Maybe later. Or maybe another swap of contact details later.

Fuck. So many choices!

I knew these parties cost a lot, but for sure, this one looked like it was going to be value for money. I made a mental note to use the blue pills tonight. I was going to try and fuck as many people as I could. As many tight asses as I could.

Dean had to stand up so he could undress, but after a rushed and slightly awkward disrobement, there he was, standing naked, his dick flopping down the way, three quarters stiff.

Dean had a big cock, not dissimilar to Donatella's but probably even an inch or two longer. I watched it stiffen fully as Donatella worked it in her right hand. I took a quick glance at Louise, and I could see she was thinking about how good Dean's cock would be jammed into her pussy. I took a deep breath.

I mean, Dean's partner, the provocatively dressed Zeta, was fuckable. I felt that we'd be intimate with them before the night was done. I even found myself wondering what Zeta's cock was like.

Things on stage then started to ramp up a notch.

Kimmie helped Bibi out of her shiny gold panties.

I had been right about Bibi's little cock. It was probably only five inches, but it was exquisite in its form. I wanted it. In my mouth. In my ass? It looked like it might be a good fit.

Donatella bent Dean over the edge of her couch, followed by Kimmie doing likewise with Bibi.

Donatella then leaned over and picked something up from the back of the couch before handing it to Kimmie. Kimmie took what I saw was a tube of lube and greased up her pole before handing the tube back to Donatella. Donatella smeared a handful on her own rigid shaft and massaged the lubricant into her cock, then smeared some on Dean's asshole, before throwing the tube behind the couch.

We all knew what was coming.

The music suddenly stopped. Donatella and Kimmie took their positions behind their eager playmates. There was a slow deliberate push forward from each, and I watched as almost simultaneously Donatella's fat cock pierced Dean's anus, while a squeal of delight escaping from Bibi's tight-lipped mouth told me that Kimmie had also penetrated Bibi's tight ass.

Dean started groaning as Donatella started fucking him more actively, but I found myself concentrating more on Bibi's very cute face, even cuter when taking a cock in her ass, as Kimmie upped the pace on the second couch.

The climax, well the two climaxes, when they happened, came very close together.

First Donatella pulled out, and a long spurt of watery cum parabola-ed onto Dean's lower back, followed by second and third less intense gooey emissions which landed on and between Dean's tight butt cheeks.

Kimmie pulled out a few seconds later and twisted Bibi around pushing her onto her back. The contact was firm and sudden. Kimmie took three very fast and hard strokes before a fountain of cum erupted from her cock slit, splashing all over Bibi's still hard dick and tight clean-shaven balls.

Lucky fucker! I was envious.

The four people on the stage stayed still for a few moments until Sylvia and Mel walked in from the right and handed Kimmie and Donatella towels.

"Wow! That was magical!" Sylvia squealed. "But Kimmie, Donatella! You haven't cleaned up!"

Kimmie and Donatella turned to the audience and gave us a theatrical shrug. Then they swapped positions. Donatella leaned down and licked all of Kimmie's cum off of Bibi's genitals. Kimmie slowly ran her tongue up Dean's ass and lower back and cleaned all of Donatella's spunk up, sticking her milk-covered tongue out at the audience as proof, before swallowing.

Sylvia spoke next.

"OK. The next show will be in around forty-five minutes. It's Gaby and Lolita, and it's also audience participation. Two more lucky quests can play with Gaby and Lolita on stage. Also, in ten minutes, the 'Group Room' will open. Jayne, Karina and myself will be available in there for half an hour. We know how much you like it, so don't be shy. First one in gets a special treat from me!"

Would I consider it? Yes. But I didn't feel confident (drunk) enough to ask Louise. Anyway, Louise had already fixed us up.

"The 'Group Room'," Sylvia continued. "Will be open until three a.m. And there are digital cameras there if anyone wants to film. Do NOT use your own equipment, which of course you have all left in your rooms anyway, right?" Sylvia laughed.

"Anyway, our digicams are able to send emails, so you are free to email copies of any of your home movies to your email addresses."

I saw Mel turn and say something to Kimmie, then Kimmie and Donatella exited, stage right.

"OK, thanks everyone," said Sylvia looking at her iPad. "See you at the bar, and possibly in the 'Group Room' soon. Thanks!"

The audience filtered into the bar. Louise and I got a drink. More Champagne? Why not? We'd paid for it. Then when Louise went for a smoke, Andy approached me.

"Ron? Right?" Andy asked quietly.

"Yes. Andy?" I replied.

He was cute. He reminded me a lot of Donnie. Darker hair though.

"Yes. Irene and me are about to go downstairs. We're in Room 7. We'll see you and Louise in 20 minutes, OK?"

"Eh, yeah," I replied. Once again, I thought I possibly didn't sound too enthusiastic.

"OK, I have to get ready. Ron, I'm looking forward to this. Especially with you. You look like you know how to treat a girl like me. We'll see you in a little while."

Andy turned and walked over to the elevator where Irene was waiting for him. They exchanged a few words then Irene looked over at me and smiled. Then she winked at me before they turned and took the elevator downstairs.

I walked to the bar and got another glass of Champagne, plus one for Louise. Louise rejoined me after finishing her cigarette. On her own. I handed her the glass. She took a deep sip.

"Everybody seems so friendly tonight, Ron. This is going to be a fun night. I know it is."

We talked about 'Showtime'.

Louise was very curious to know if I'd liked to have been fucked by Kimmie or Donatella. I gave a non-committal answer. Probably I would have.

I did question the 'Mind Blowing' nature of the show. I didn't find it that imaginative, or 'Mind Blowing', although both shemales, especially Kimmie, were extremely high class. We both agreed it had been quite a decent show. But 'Mind Blowing"? The jury was out.

Then, suddenly remembering, Louise asked where Irene and Andy were.

I looked at my watch.

"It's cool, Louise. Fifteen minutes. Room 7."

"Oh, you talked to them! Great! Let's go to our room to get ready."

I gave a slightly confused look back at Louise.

"Ready?" I asked.

"I need to touch my make-up up, silly. And we can have a quick drink. And I can have another smoke. I'm always nervous when we do things with people for the first time. And I need to pee-pee."

Louise then turned and looked around the bar area.

"Ah. I thought that would happen."

"What?" I asked.

"The twins. And 'Couple 4'. I had a quick talk to Maxine in the smoking area. She said they are meeting Haley and Bernie in their room. I think they're about to head downstairs. Look."

I turned and saw John, Maxine, Haley and Bernie talking quietly. John in his dark suit, surrounded by three silver-dressed sluts. I still couldn't remember if the twin with a cock was Haley or Bernie. Bernie was the one with a cock. I think.

"Ron, what do you think about John and Maxine?" Louise asked.

"Like what, Louise?"

"Well, Ron, I know tonight's about tonight, I get that, but Maxine told me right away that they are regular swingers, hardly a surprise given we're here, and she says that they are both interested in maybe getting together with us. Not tonight, like I said. What would you say if we exchanged emails? They live on the North Shore of Long Island, near Smithtown. Maybe a weekend trip?"

"Sounds interesting, Louise," I replied. I actually was genuinely interested.

"OK, let's exchange contact details later, Ron. But now, let's go downstairs. That Andy is a little cutie pie. I think we both like him. Let's go."

We walked to the elevator, and I caught Lolita looking over at me as Louise and I crossed the floor. She smiled at me, then turned and headed in the direction of the 'Group Room'.

TO BE CONTINUED