Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 127
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After I'd set the cleaner program running, having sneakily copied all the movie files onto my laptop first, I don't know why I copied the data, I just did, Julie grabbed me, and we started to kiss. I initially couldn't work up enough enthusiasm to engage fully. Julie seemed to notice. She slowly ran her tongue over my lips then removed her mouth from mine. She leaned back and gave me a funny stare.
After a few moments she spoke.
"Ron. I have an idea. Fuck me here. On the bar. Right here. Like David fucked your wife."
"Julie, fuck, I don't want .. This is.."
"Ron. Stop, please. Louise told us you loved watching other guys fuck her. I bet you've still got a hardon from watching that tape."
Julie squeezed my cock and balls to check.
"See," she smiled, "You still have a semi. Let's get your dick fully hard"
Julie unzipped my pants and freed my involuntary semi-hard dick. She started to work it backhand, her grip tight and her arm movement firm, and I soon felt somewhat better as I stiffened.
"That's better, Ronnie boy! This will be so horny. I've never been fucked on a bar before. And it has a kind of, oh, what's the word, eh.. a symmetry. Yes. A symmetry! OK, let me get set!"
Julie carefully lifted herself onto the bar, then swiveled round to face me and hitched her skirt up. I noticed a damp patch had formed at the front of her pale green panties. She pulled her jacket off and threw it on the floor behind the bar. Then she unbuttoned her blouse to expose a low-cut green brassiere which showed a lot of her ample titty flesh.
Julie had a good pair, there was no doubting that. I mean they weren't anywhere near as big as Louise's. But they were very decent. And natural.
Julie pulled the front of her bra down, and her tits popped out, her pointed light-pink nipples already stiff.
"OK, Ronnie boy," Julie whispered as she pulled the front of her panties to one side, exposing a neatly trimmed moist bush, a small triangular tuft of dark blonde pubic hair poised on top of her exposed cunt lips.
"I'm ready. Pull your pants down but keep them on. That's how David did it to your wife."
I noticed that Julie had now referred twice to Louise as my 'wife', deliberately reinforcing the act of cuckolding I'd witnessed on screen. I winced briefly as the thought of Louise fucking David behind my back re- entered my thoughts. But by now I couldn't fight the urge. I was extremely aroused, and I had to admit I was also subconsciously acknowledging the slightly skewed symmetry of my situation here and now. I mean I wasn't fucking David's wife, but this was the next best thing, I guess.
And more importantly, I was cheating on Louise again. That gave me a warped sense of satisfaction.
I stopped overthinking and leaned forward and cupped Julie's firm breasts in my hands. I sucked on her left nipple, let it pop free from my lips, then sucked on her right, giving it a tender bite.
Julie tensed and suddenly grabbed my hair, then pulled me up sharply as we started to kiss. Properly this time. I abandoned myself to the moment violently forcing my tongue into Julie's mouth.
As we kissed, Julie wiggled her ass on the cold marble of the bar top to slide herself forward, then grabbed me more tightly before wrapping her legs around my waist. She removed her tongue from my mouth.
"Fuck me, Ron, don't be a tease. Fuck me!" Julie panted.
I strained upwards from my knees and with a surprising amount of ease my stiff cock slid up and directly into Julie's warm tight cunt.
I maneuvered my body slightly back and to the side, then I started with a series of violent upward jerks deep into Julie's wet snatch.
"That's it, oh fuck, that's IT! Oh fuck, oh.."
I upped the pace of my jerky pokes and started groaning as pleasure built in my loins.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me HARDER, Ron, that's it, FUCK ME HARDER, OOOHHHHHHH YESSSSSS! FUCK ME, OH MY FUUUCCCCKK I'M CUMMING ALREADY, OHHHHHHHHH JESUS FUCK!"
Julie bit my lower lip then immediately released it, before throwing her head back as she climaxed in a cacophony of high-pitched yelps.
I wanted to last longer, but with my balls slapping against the cold marble and the way the ridged tip of the back of my glans was catching the quivering inside of Julie's sticky cunt wall, it was nigh on impossible. I gladly surrendered as a flood of orgasmic relief took hold of my loins. I gasped, then moaned loudly as I spurted upwards, releasing a hot load, it felt like a torrent of spunk, deep into Julie's insides.
When my cock stopped twitching, I went totally still, deeply wedged inside Julie on the bar. She leaned down and kissed me.
"Ronnie boy. Let me tell you something. If I had you, there's no way I'd be fucking other guys. Seriously, you're good at this. Very good. The best."
I stepped back from the bar and my dick slipped out of Julie's by now sloppy cunt. I'd dosed her pretty good. I looked down and noticed a thick stream of yellowish cum starting to ooze out from between Julie's gaping pink pussy lips onto the marble bar top.
==
After I'd disentangled my shoes and pants from my legs, I went to the nearest bathroom, took a piss, then cleaned myself up.
When I got back into the living area, Julie had taken all of her clothes off and arranged them neatly on one of the barstools.
She lit a cigarette as I walked back to the bar.
"Ron, I took a look at your screen. It says fifty-seven minutes remaining. Come on, let's go through to the bedroom. The one where the IT closet is. Maybe I can get you excited again. But I want to talk first. I have some things I think you should know. Like how we met at dinner a few weeks back. It wasn't as spontaneous as you think."
"Julie, I don't want to go into this. Really.."
"Ron, come on. When you're ready again, I'll let you put your dick in my ass. Now THAT'S surely an offer you can't refuse."
I looked Julie in the eye. I ended up defaulting to my usual position. Why not?
Julie must have seen this in my face.
"Didn't think so," Julie smiled. "Take your shirt and socks off, put them over there. There's a hanger, next to my suit. Let's go."
==
We proceeded to the smaller bedroom. The blue one, the one I'd fucked Donna in. Julie walked into the ensuite bathroom to ditch her cigarette. I heard the toilet flush, then she walked back in, took my hand and we moved onto the bed. Julie guided me down next to her.
"Ron, I'm sorry. I honestly didn't know about you not being aware of David and Louise's affair."
Shit, that word. 'Affair'.
"Louise said you knew, and that you were cool with it."
"Actually, Julie, this is not the first time I've watched security footage of Louise fucking somebody else. I guess I'm surprised, but not THAT surprised. But.."
I struggled for the right words. This was different. Louise was regularly, yes, regularly, fucking another guy.
"Ron, wait. When Louise set the dinner date up, well.. it was Louise made all the arrangements. She told David to bring a girl along. One who would like to, you know, 'play'. That ended up being me.
"I actually met Louise for a drink with David the week before the dinner to discuss the arrangements. I don't just turn up and fuck anybody David wants me to. I'm no prude, sure, but I'm not really what you call a swinger. Anyway, Louise explained your situation. Well, not truthfully, it would seem now. She told me that you guys were swingers. Which you are. She even gave me a link to a website that you use. I checked that out when I got home. She said that you knew about her having sex with other men. I guess that's kind of true. And she said you knew about her and David. I see now that was an outright lie."
Julie paused before slowly running her finger down my chest. Then she continued.
"You probably wonder about me. About me and David."
I didn't really. OK, I was slightly curious, but I didn't need the detail. I thought about saying this but kept silent. She wanted to talk. I wanted to fuck her in the ass and if I had to listen to Julie's life story first, that was a price I would have to pay, I suppose.
"I admit, it's strange," Julie continued, "I could make shit up about him forcing himself on me as a teen, but it wasn't like that. My dad, I mean my real dad, he died when I was about four. He was killed in Kuwait, I think, some place like that. Operation Desert Storm. Friendly fire, they called it. Anyway, when I was fourteen, my mom remarried. She got married to David, I mean. He was very good to me. Not in that way. But very caring. And he was a very handsome man when he was younger. I suppose I had a crush on him. One night when mom was away on a girls' weekend at the Hamptons, I seduced David. He tried to resist, but I guess it's hard to fight off a sexy teen like me when she's got your dick in her mouth.
"So, we carried on in secret for a while. He practically taught me everything I know about sex. Then I went to college. On one trip home after my first semester, I wanted to have sex with David, but this time he resisted. He told me that it was over. It was. Kind of. We would very occasionally fuck. Very occasionally. Then even that stopped.
"I could say it didn't affect me, but I'd probably be lying. For one thing, I've never really had what people would call a long-term relationship with a guy. Anyway, for a long time, up until recently, it was like David and me were just ex-lovers, you know, but still friends. Just friends. No hanky panky. Even after mom ditched him. We didn't even fuck that night you and Louise were with us. After you guys left, we slept in separate beds."
My patience gave out a little. All I could think about was Louise and her extra-marital bullshit with David. Let's cut the shit, I thought, and let's fuck, and get it over and done with.
"Why are you telling me this Julie?" I asked, "I'm really sorry, OK, so you have an interesting life story. It's VERY interesting. Really. But I have other things on my mind, and I don't need this on top. For me, this, this thing here, now, us, and what happened at the hotel, what we did, I'm sorry, but this is totally casual for me.
"When I started doing this shit, Louise and I always said it would stay casual. No commitments to other people. No emotional ties. Purely for pleasure. No strings attached."
"I know, Ron, but hear me out. OK, you're right, I'm talking too much. I'll cut to the chase. This part is relevant. So, like I said, I met with David and Louise for a drink before we all met as two couples. David had told Louise about our past. I mean me, with David. It seemed to please her. Turn her on even. She told me she just loves freaky shit like that. She begged me to tell her all the gory details. She really seemed to get off on it. Anyway, she told me that you wanted to watch David fucking her. But she mentioned that she always sets it up so there's another girl in the mix, assuming the other guy isn't gay. I mean bisexual. So that you weren't left out.
"David doesn't have big list of ex-es, believe it or not, he is not what you'd call a 'Ladies Man'. The alternative for him was an escort. Anyway, I said I'd think about it. So, I checked out your hook-up site profile. And I agreed to do it. You looked like a cool couple. You know how sexy your wife is. So, we met at dinner that night, and later on we, well, you know what we did. I played it like it wasn't all planned out, pre-arranged. David told me not to say anything, that it was part of a role-playing game, two couples just meeting by chance and fucking."
This had Louise written all over it. I knew the script by now. So many fucking times she'd played me. There was no point Julie continuing. I mean this wasn't anything like a big reveal scene in a murder mystery movie. I knew the story. Intimately.
"OK, Julie. That's kind of interesting, but can we just not talk about it anymore?"
"Sorry, Ron, there's one last thing. I think you need to know this too. You saw how we arrived at the New Year's Party late? Right? Well, David had a prior arrangement he couldn't get out of. A dinner with his golf crew. But Louise insisted that he come. He dragged me along, said you wanted us to hook up again. But with a combination of the late start after David's dinner thing, and a couple of wrong turns, we ended up being very late. David explained that Louise had set something specific up for us. Well, when he explained, it was like I was kind of peripheral, maybe 'us' isn't the right way to put it. So, anyway, he told me on the ride down to the party that Louise wanted you and him, her 'two lovers' she calls you, to fuck her at the same time. I mean, your two cocks in her pussy together. And she wanted me to film it on her phone."
I sighed. Shit. Same old Louise.
"David thought your two cocks touching was kinda gross. But he also told me that Louise could be very persuasive, I think I know how. I'm pretty sure in one of their home movies Louise lets David take her in the ass."
I winced. Shit, how could this have happened?
"Anyway, David told me that he'd agreed to do it. The double fuck thing. So, on the drive to the party," Julie continued, "David got a few calls from Louise. She was angry. I could hear that, she was on speaker. Then as we got later and later, with each call she got more and more pissed. Eventually she told him if he wasn't there by midnight, she'd get her two- cock fun with somebody else."
Shit. I sighed again. Julie picked up on this.
"Shit! She did! She DID!?!? FUCK!! Ron, Louise and you, you did it like that with another couple? Fuck! You did! Wow, Louise is so fucking clever!"
I didn't answer. But Julie took my silence of confirmation of what had happened. After all, that was exactly what HAD happened.
"You missed this part too Ron. You were partying with someone in a room. The two trannies, Louise said. So, while you were, ahem, otherwise engaged, Louise and David had a big argument in the parking lot. She told David it was over. They had to stop arguing when Donna saw the two of them and asked what was wrong. Anyway, David comes back inside, and he tells me we should have some fun, and that he and Louise are no longer an item. So, we did. Have fun, I mean.
"Gary and Merrill first, standard foursome. Merrill was a hot one, Gary less so. Later on David and I split up. I fucked Owen. He's VERY good. David fucked Donna and one of the strippers, think she called herself 'Aleeta', you know, one of the blonde fake-tit bimbos they hired in. David's fucked Donna before of course. You probably had that worked out. I ended up sleeping with Peggy and the kid Leonard. Fuck he must have been like eighteen. Totally inexperienced, plus I am pretty sure he's gay. Owen's bisexual, right?"
I didn't answer.
"Peggy on the other hand was like a bitch on heat. Jesus! She had a bag full of toys. Leonard at least seemed to enjoy his ass being toyed. Anyway, in the morning, I woke up next to Peggy, and Leonard was nowhere to be seen. Peggy and me had some early morning pussy action, you know, playing with each other. Eating each other out. I mean, why not? Then I went back to our room and slept until just before we left. Luckily I caught you at breakfast. You were a late riser too."
Julie stayed silent for maybe 20 seconds. Then she levered herself up on her right elbow and looked directly into my eyes.
"OK, Ron. Thanks for being a good listener. I appreciate it. There's not many people I've talked to about my, eh .. eh.. personal situation. Personal history. Anyway," Julie said, glancing down towards my groin, "I think you might be ready for Round 2. Let's see if I can get you in the mood."
Julie slid down the bed, then lifted my soft cock up with her left hand. Then she started sucking. As my dick rapidly hardened, I saw how David had found it so hard to resist his stepdaughter's teenage advances.
Once I was fully hard, and it didn't take too long, Julie turned over to my right and squatted on all fours. She softly asked me to lick her asshole, telling me to get her 'wet but not too wet'.
I didn't have to be asked twice.
After some time working Julie's ass with my tongue, at the same time working her pussy with three, then four fingers, I lubed my cock with a handful of spit and ass-fucked Julie, firm but slow. Until after about five minutes or so, I started to get that feeling, and I started to pump harder. Not long after, I spurted in Julie's ass.
After all feelings of physical pleasure had subsided, I pulled my cock out of Julie's asshole, wiped myself down, then went back to the living area to check whether the cleaner app had finished. It had. I walked over to the other side of the bar and picked my clothes up.
Julie walked in as I was dressing.
"Ron. I'm sorry. You probably think I was playing some sick game or whatever. I really did think you knew about Louise and David. Louise swore that you knew. I'm sorry. Really."
"It's OK," I replied, as I put my shoes on. I just wanted to get back to the office. Clear my head. But Julie kept on talking.
"Ron. I don't really do relationships. Long term relationships. LTRs as the dating sites call them. I'm 34 next month, February 6th, and I think the longest I've ever been with a guy is eight months. But if you'd like to, you know, shit, eh.. I'm embarrassed, sorry. Fuck. Eh. Sorry. Sorry, Ron."
Julie stopped speaking. I hoped for good. But she wasn't finished.
"But, Ron, eh, maybe we could do dinner? Go to a show? A movie? I'd really like to. More than just fuck buddies."
"I don't know Julie," I cut in, before she said any more, replying with total honesty.
"But Ron. Have you ever considered that your swinging thing isn't only about the sex? Perhaps it's not as casual as you think? Maybe you just want to start a relationship with somebody else. Maybe you and Louise are just slowly splitting up? Maybe you're already done?"
I was slightly disturbed by that last comment.
I briefly considered my reply. Then I answered.
"I don't look at it like that, Julie" I again answered, I felt honestly. Although it did strike me that Julie might have had a point. I'd have to think about that.
I leaned down to put my shoes on. Julie stood watching me silently. I thought I better say something.
I was in enough shit with Donna as it was. Add Julie into the equation? Fuck, no way. Although the thought crossed my mind that two 'Affairs' were better, or worse, depending on your viewpoint, than one.
"Julie, sorry, I do have a lot to think about. But for now, let's just treat this like it was. I mean, like it is. Initially, a couples meet for couples who like fucking other couples. And, today, just casual sex between two consenting adults."
Julie gave me a look.
"OK, Ron. You have my number. Anyway, send the invoice for today to my work email address. I mean for the server clean," Julie giggled. "I'm assuming you don't charge for your sexual services! Now, where are my cigarettes?"
Julie turned and walked back towards the bedroom. I left the apartment before she returned and drove back to the office.
=
When I got back to my desk, I asked Darren to raise an invoice for the work I'd just done. I gave him Julie's email address and business card and instructed him to make it out for 180 bucks, plus taxes.
On the drive back to work I'd spent most of it thinking about the situation with Louise. I wasn't really sure how to handle it. Would I confront her with what I'd just seen and heard? How would I explain me finding out about it?
'Oh, Louise, I just met with Julie up in an apartment where I fucked Donna a few weeks ago. Oh yeah, Donna was shooting a porno and there was also this cute gay wannabe porn actor whose cock I sucked. Anyway, Louise, today Julie showed me some security cam footage and after I'd watched David and you fucking on top of a bar, I reenacted the scene almost step-by-step with Julie on the bar top. Oh yeah, then I did some server housekeeping for her, billable work, of course, and before I left I gave her a quick hard ass- fucking. Oh, and by the way, I know about your affair with David.'
No, I really had to think this one through.
One thing I did decide. I told myself not to get involved any further with Julie. Good lay or not, she'd had this weird thing going on with her stepfather which I couldn't shake from my mind. Plus, she talked too much. No. I wouldn't be calling her again.
The casual thing was just that. Casual. If I was going to have a full-on affair it would not be with someone I met in the swinging scene.
I also realized if there was to be something more than just casual sex, it would have to be with a woman.
I simply could not picture myself in a long-term relationship with a guy. I couldn't rationalize it, explain why. I just didn't feel it was something I could do.
A trans person? That I also wasn't so clear about. Probably not.
I mean, I absolutely loved fucking trannies. Sucking their she-cocks. But living with one? I doubt I could do that. Seeing them without their make-up or their wig on. Watching them shave their legs in the bathtub. Doing normal boring routine things with them when they weren't dressed like a horny slut who just happened to have an 8-inch long clitoris.
I wondered if I was actually that shallow. But, deep inside, it was how I felt. And I knew I couldn't change that.
TO BE CONTINUED