Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 110
Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends
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Louise had work drinks Thursday, and I found myself stuck at home bored after putting the boys to bed.
I watched some porn. I was very much going through a Bi-MMF phase. I masturbated watching two hot European guys fuck each other's asses, bareback, which I liked a lot, while a not-so-hot-looking blonde with small tits sucked their cocks. It would have been better if one or both of the guys had ass-fucked the blonde slut, but they didn't. She did get it in the pussy from the better looking of the two guys, and of course she got a face full of cum in the climax of the 4 minute 52 second long clip.
After I'd come, and cleaned myself up, I checked out a couple of gay contact sites. Of course, no way was I going to leave the boys 'Home Alone' and I wasn't stupid enough to try and get something going at home with Louise likely to walk in on me unexpectedly. I did however reach out to a couple of guys on 'Chat' and planted some seeds. One in particular took my fancy, a young student. My type. He was called Gary. Well, his username indicated that he was called Gary.
Around midnight I heard a car outside, then footsteps, and Louise opened the door.
Louise walked in and smiled. She was drunk. Not shit-faced, but merry, going on fully drunk. And at least not yet into her annoying drunk phase. It also looked like it had been an alcohol only night. I was pretty sure I could now reliably tell when Louise had been doing coke.
Louise closed the door and walked over to me. I stood up. Without removing her coat, Louise grabbed me and kissed me passionately.
"Ron. Get us a drink. I'd like to talk."
'Oh oh!' I thought. What kind of talk?
I went to the kitchen and got myself a beer, poured Louise a glass of cold Chardonnay, then walked back into the living room. Louise had removed her coat and was sitting on the couch. She was wearing workwear, but with an open dark-blue satin blouse that left little to the imagination, exposing her very ample cleavage very openly. Her skirt was short, tight, and a shiny grey. And I suspected she was wearing stockings.
I handed Louise her wine. she took a sip, then smiled at me.
"Ron, sit down. Here. Come on!"
I sat next to Louise. Louise lit a cigarette. She blew a plume of smoke out of the right side of her mouth towards the other side of the room, then looked at me.
"Ron. I want us to have a talk. A serious talk. Short talk. Short but serious."
I wondered how drunk Louise was. She seemed to catch the thought.
"I've had a few drinks. It, well, I feel, I feel more open. I want you to know that I love you. But this situation we have ourselves in, with the sex, I mean. Well, some people would say it's not normal. But it's kind of become normal for us."
Louise took another pull on her Marlboro before continuing.
"So, I want us to be more loving. And I want you to fuck me the way you fuck other women. With that same enthusiasm. Guys, no, sheesh, let's forget your guy thing as far as this goes."
I just stared back at Louise in silence.
"Ron, do you get me?"
"Hmm, Louise, no I'm not sure.."
"Ron," Louise said as she held her cigarette between her lips and stood up, "I mean like now."
"Louise?"
Louise unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. She unzipped her skirt and also let that fall to the floor, exposing her shiny black stockinged legs. She removed her shoes as she slid the skirt to the side of the couch, then hitched her thong off, before finally freeing her massive tits.
"I take it the stockings stay on?" Louise smiled, as she took a final drag on her cigarette and stubbed it out.
Before I could answer, she added, "I thought so!"
"Ron, get naked, and get that lovely cock of yours into my cunny. I am so fucking wet. Lot of hot guys hitting on me tonight in O'Neills."
O'Neills was an Irish bar that had recently opened and it had taken over as the place where Louise's after work drinks happened.
"And I am really in the mood. Hurry up, Ron! Chop chop!"
I got undressed as quickly as I could. As I removed my shorts, Louise pushed me back onto the couch.
"Ron, sit back. I want to ride you. You do what you do best with my titties, OK? I so fucking need an orgasm. Haven't cum since last weekend."
I flinched at the mention of the liaison with James and Sharon, but Louise pushed her head into mine as she straddled me and slammed her hot tongue into my mouth.
Christ! I was starting to enjoy this already.
Louise squirmed her lower body, and I could feel her wet snatch slide down my belly, seeking my cock. I had to push down slightly before I felt the tip of my rock-hard dick find the entrance to my wife's warm wet cunt.
I pushed up, and Louise pushed down, and, .. "Oh FUCK!" I gasped as I slid in.
"Suck on my titties, Ron, do it! You do it best! Squeeze them, fuck, I am going to give you the best fuck of your life you lucky bastard!"
I grabbed the firm titty flesh around Louise's nipples and managed to get her left nipple into my mouth before she started riding me hard. Fuck, at times I thought my cock might slip out, so intense were Louise's grinds.
After a few minutes, which seemed to pass by in a flash, Louise came loudly, and as I gorged on Louise's titty flesh, I came a few seconds later.
After a brief pause, Louise climbed off of me and went to the downstairs bathroom. I went and got myself a fresh beer and poured Louise another glass of cold wine.
Louise came back and lit a cigarette before sitting back down next to me on the couch.
"That was good, Ron, very good," Louise smiled as she took a further two deep drags on her cigarette.
"OK, Ron, sorry, I know I do this all the time, but, well, we're going to a party Saturday after next. It's a costume party. I've organized our costumes already, so don't say we can't go. And yes, it's that sort of party!"
Fuck! What???
I didn't complain. Louise finished her cigarette, and then put her wine glass down.
"Ron, I'll tell you all about the party tomorrow, but I'm beat. I'm going to bed. You don't have to come up right away if you don't want. Finish your beer. And I don't want Round 2, so if I'm asleep when you come up, don't wake me. OK? We can fuck again tomorrow night, I promise. OK?"
When Louise went upstairs, I went and got my laptop. I logged back onto the Gay 'Chat' site and was delighted when I found 'GaryGee', the cute student twink, was still online.
I pinged him.
We did some idle chit chat for a few minutes. Then I decided to go for it.
R-Bi-Male (me) >> OK, do you meet?
GaryGee >> Yes I meet. What do you have in mind?
R-Bi-Male >> Sixty nine. Fuck. I'm active only.
GaryGee >> Sounds good. Will you bareback me?
R-Bi-Male >> Yes.
GaryGee >> I love feeling a man squirting in my ass. Are U a hvy cummer?
R-Bi-Male >> I think so.
GaryGee >> Don't jerk off for a few days. Don't fuck your wife.
R-Bi-Male >> What makes you think I have a wife?
GaryGee >> Cmon man, I KNOW you have a wife. It's cool. Married men turn me on so much. I fucking LOVE sex with married men.
R-Bi-Male >> Where are you exactly?
GaryGee >> Purchase College
R-Bi-Male >> I come to you?
GaryGee >> Told you you were married! LOL
R-Bi-Male >> Well?
GaryGee >> Yes. Tuesday works for me. Roommate has choir Tuesday.
R-Bi-Male >> OK, how do we do this?
GaryGee >> Give your email here. I will email you with details. Needs to be 7pm, and you need to be gone before 8:30pm. OK?
R-Bi-Male >> OK
GaryGee >> And send me a dick pic.
R-Bi-Male >> OK
I gave Gary my google mail address, one I'd set up to sign up to chat sites like this.
GaryGee >> OK, email coming to you 10 minutes. Dick pic me man. I need to jerk off. Again! LOL
About 15 minutes later an email arrived in my google mailbox. There were some nude pictures attached, a cellphone number, and directions to Gary's room. Interestingly, if the email address was anything to go by, the kid was actually called 'Gary Gee'.
I would have to think up an excuse for next Tuesday. But I was definitely going to go over to Purchase and fuck Gary's tight twink ass.
I felt a twinge in my cock. I then sat and had a frantically swift wank looking at Gary's pictures. I came, a small amount of gooey sperm issuing from the tip of my dick. Well, it was my third orgasm of the night. Then I cleaned up and went to bed.
TO BE CONTINUED