Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 57

Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends

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OK, where were we?

When I arrived back at the bar, I could see Gerald and Shelley sat at a table, with a guy, who I took to be Brandon, facing them with his back to me.

Gerald spotted me first.

"Ah, Ron, come on over, join us for a drink!" said Gerald as he beckoned me over with his hand.

I walked over to the table.

"Ron, meet Brandon. Brandon, this is Ron."

I said 'Hi' to Brandon, who smiled and mouthed a quiet 'Hi' back. Brandon looked early twenties, clean shaven with shortish dark hair. Matter of fact, he was a very pretty boy. My first thought was, 'I would'.

Shelley, who looked totally disinterested, I took this to be her default state, tore a match from what looked like a hotel-branded matchbook and lit a cigarette, casually shaking out the match which she then threw into a clean ashtray on her side of the table.

"First one in nine days," she sighed as she exhaled a jet of smoke to her right.

"So, Ron," Gerald continued, "Grab a drink! Bartender Valerie's gone to the bridal suite with the others for Donna's little after-party, so just help yourself."

"Could you grab me a bottle of beer while you're at it, Ron?" Brandon asked pointing to an empty bottle on the table, "Corona. In that chill cabinet to the left of the liquors."

I looked at Shelley who sat in front of a half-filled tall glass of something clear and ice with a slice of lemon floating in it. She shook her head.

"I'm good, Ron," Gerald said, as he saw me look over at him. He still had a half-full glass of red wine.

I walked over and went behind the bar before pulling two cold bottles of Corona from the fridge. There was a bottle opener nearby, which I used to crack both bottles open. I looked at a worktop at the side, noticing a shelf jutting out from underneath the bar which contained various cocktail accessories. I saw a bowl of cut limes, next to a bowl of lemons and some cherries. Seemed that Valerie took her bartending seriously. I put a lime into each neck of the Corona bottles and rejoined the company at the table. I handed Brandon his beer. He thanked me with a nod and a smile. We tapped bottle necks. Fuck, he was cute. "My type" as Louise would say. I found myself wondering what his cock was like.

"Take a seat, Ron," Gerald suggested.

"No, it's OK, it's cool, I prefer to stand, but thanks."

"He'll have a sore ass anyways," Shelley put in, before she stifled a laugh.

Bitch, I thought. I didn't like Shelley at all.

As I took a drink at the side of the table I caught a shape in my peripheral vision heading towards the bar from behind me on the left. I turned round and saw a bare legged Valerie walking to the bar. She was in an oversized black sweater which I recognized as Donna's. A freshly-lit cigarette was dangling from her lips.

Putting her cigarette in an ashtray on the bar, Valerie pulled a chilled bottle of white wine from the fridge I'd got the Coronas out of. Pushing her glasses up onto the bridge of her nose, she looked over at me.

"Hey you! Good timing! You'll make up the numbers nicely. It's three girls and three boys now!"

I took it I was being invited to the Bridal Suite, which was fine by me.

"Shelley, I assume you're still not coming?" Valerie asked.

"No, Valerie, we'll catch up later," Shelley responded nonchalantly. Fucking girl definitely had an attitude.

"OK, I'll come to your room. Leave the door unlocked, I don't know how long I'll be."

I stood by the table silently. Valerie picked up her cigarette and with the wine bottle in her right hand, walked over to me.

"OK, come on! They're waiting. Let's go!"

I turned back to the table. Gerald just gave me a smile.

"On you go, Ron. Have fun! I hope Lolita didn't take too much out of you!"

Shelley suppressed a spluttered laugh, then added, "Put it into him, more like!"

I felt slightly embarrassed by Gerald's comment. And I was annoyed by Shelley's reaction again. Anyway, I dismissed the feeling and turned and walked away with Valerie.

I heard Gerald tell me to "Have fun!" as we left the table.

We were heading back in the general direction of Lolita's room I soon realized. When we reached the connecting corridor between the bar and the main hotel building, instead of heading behind the reception desk towards the "Manager's Quarters', Valerie handed me the cold bottle of wine then gently placed her hand behind my elbow, guiding me to the stairs. Valerie took a slow drag on her cigarette.

"It's Ron, right?" Valerie asked.

"Yes, Ron. And you're Valerie?"

"Yes. Although on nights like this I usually go by my stage name, 'Roxanne'. But tonight, seems I'm plain little bartender Valerie," she giggled. "Still, I'm allowed to have some fun too, right?"

Valerie continued before I had a chance to answer. "You've definitely got good timing. We haven't really started the fun yet. We sat around and drank champagne in the bar while you were gone with Lolita. We'd only been a few minutes in the room, then Sheena decides she wants a glass of wine, we only had vodka in the room, and seeing I'm the bartender tonight.."

Valerie took another pull on her cigarette and exhaled a cloud of blue-ish grey smoke to her left.

"You were pretty quick with Lolita. But I suppose she's usually quick after a shoot. She fucked me one time. It wasn't great to be honest. Donna says it's always the same. Lolita fucks a guest, someone not in the movie, wham- bang-thank-you-mam, then she kicks them out. She's got a VERY high sex drive! Donna always invites someone to watch when Lolita's working with her, I think Lolita asks her to. Anyway, it seems that you were tonight's gift for Lolita. Otherwise Sheena was probably getting it in the ass. Fuck, that would have been interesting. I bet Arnold would have asked to watch."

Valerie giggled again, more loudly this time. I wondered if she was drunk or if she was on something.

We reached the top of the stairs and turned right. After about ten feet, we reached a doorway with an elaborate white door with a floral pattern painted on it, in pinks and lilacs. The room also had an ornate large number 2 in gold metal on the door.

"Here we are!"

Valerie opened the door and invited me to enter first, nodding her head forwards twice.

I walked into the room. The 'Bridal Suite'. The room was huge.

The first thing I saw was a naked Sheena propped up on pillows lying on her back between Arnold and Prentis, on a very large heart-shaped bed near the back of the room. Arnold and Prentis were also both naked. Actually, Sheena wasn't totally naked. Pushed back on her head, was the hat I'd seen Prentis enter the hotel wearing. Sheena's bright red hair tumbled down from under both sides of the hat. Sheena had a hand on each of Arnold and Prentis's penises, which were both hard. Arnold had the bigger schlong, his unfeasibly fat monster looked to be fully engorged with blood and he definitely looked ready to go. He for sure hadn't fucked himself out when he'd done Donna earlier.

Sheena smiled when she saw me.

She looked good. Her ample breasts kept their firm rounded shape even though she was practically prone. Her brown-ish nipples were erect, and pointed upwards. I could see a thin dark-haired Brazilian strip of pubic hair just above the opening to what looked like a taut firm cunt. By the looks of Sheena's tight slit, I assumed Arnold and Sheena didn't have any kids. And it didn't look like she'd taken a cock in it yet tonight.

I saw Donna enter the room from an ensuite bathroom on the left. Her eyes opened wide as she saw me, and her mouth beamed what looked like a very genuine smile.

"Oh, Ron! Great! You made it. I thought for a minute you weren't going to come!"

"He'll come all right!" cackled Valerie, as she crushed her cigarette out in an ashtray on a long white dresser at the right hand side of the room. "Ron, open the wine! Sheena's thirsty! Me too, come to think of it. Get us a drink already!"

I looked at the wine bottle in my hand and noticed it was a screw top. California Chardonnay. I put my beer down, well, what was left of it, then I twisted the cap off the wine bottle. Valerie pointed an empty glass in my direction, which I two-thirds filled. I then walked over to the bed where Prentis gave me a look, like a 'look look'. I was pretty sure he'd be up for any guy-guy stuff that might develop. Sheena lifted up her glass which I also filled. I suddenly wished I'd brought a couple of beers from the bar. Vodka usually killed me the day after, my vodka hangovers were the worst. Or maybe I wouldn't have time for a drink.

Sheena smiled silently and, keeping her left hand tightly clamped on Prentis's hard-on, took the glass from me before taking a deep drink.

"Thanks! You're Ron, yeah? Donna's boyfriend. I'm Sheena. I don't really think we were introduced."

"Hi Sheena. Yeah, Ron. Pleased to meet you." I thought about setting Sheena straight on the 'boyfriend' comment but thought it was probably more hassle than it was worth, so I let it slide.

"I'm Arnold," her husband interjected as Sheena also gave me a 'look look'. Things looked like they could get interesting.

"Hi Arnold," I replied, before taking the few steps back to the dresser and putting the bottle of wine down. I took a last drink of my Corona, then turned back to Arnold.

"Good show tonight!"

Arnold smiled and nodded, as Donna walked over to me.

"Ron, join me over here on the couch. You know, it's actually called the 'Lovers' Couch' in the room guide."

Valerie laughed again as Donna grabbed my hand and practically dragged me over to an oversized chaise-longue type seat by the door to the ensuite bathroom. Donna sat down and looked up at me with her come-to-bed eyes.

She wanted me, and tonight, I wanted her. For sure, part of it was to get back at Louise. I'd be kidding myself if I said otherwise, but in actual fact, even an overweight Donna was an attractive proposition, and I was really looking forward to fucking her. In fact my cock was stiffening just thinking about it.

Donna, rocking her usual BBW pornstar style, had a tight minidress on, which was silver in color. Her fat breasts were poking up from below the cleavage where they were being squeezed upwards by a hidden brassiere. It looked like her make-up was still as she'd worn it during her porn scenes, although her blonde hair looked straighter. She was wearing it down; less showy, more natural. Despite the obvious weight issues she had, Donna was a looker. I felt my cock tingle in anticipation.

Donna lifted her hand up and stared into my eyes. I moved my hand forward, which Donna grabbed, before she eagerly pulled me down. I bent into Donna as her mouth sought mine. She opened her mouth wide and started to kiss me. Christ, she was good. I remember the fumbled New Year's kiss from a few years back. I'd gotten hard then too, and my cock was filling with blood now. Shit, I was turned on.

I felt a bump as Valerie planted herself on the couch, the 'Lovers' Couch'. I felt Valerie's fingers dig into my shoulder and my head moved sideways, my tongue slipping from Donna's warm mouth. Valerie almost bumped my teeth with hers as she clamped her mouth onto mine. I felt Donna's hand go to my crotch and squeeze my cock, which made my mouth open wider as Valerie's tongue explored my mouth.

Donna suddenly released my cock and stood up.

"Shit, I am sooooh turned on!" Donna exclaimed.

I loosened myself from Valerie's embrace, and leant back up.

I watched as Donna peeled her tight dress off, then tore off her tight strapless black brassiere with a rasping sound like Velcro being pulled apart. Did they make Velcro fasteners on brassieres? I had no idea. I stared as Donna's massive voluptuous tits flopped downwards, freed from their tight elasticated prison, and watched entranced as her belly flesh rippled while she squirmed herself fully naked, before finally dropping her discarded dress on the floor at her feet. She hadn't been wearing any panties.

"Ron, get naked," Donna urged, "Let's have some fun. Christ, I want you so much."

"Don't forget me!" Valerie giggled as she stood up.

I watched as the loose sweater fell to the floor, revealing Valerie in her full youthful naked splendor. Not my normal type, but fuck, she was very hot. She kept her glasses on, a touch I appreciated.

Valerie tugged at my belt buckle as I grappled with my shirt. In less than a minute I was also naked.

I suddenly heard moans behind me and turned to see Prentis's head buried between Sheena's legs as Arnold simultaneously jammed his massive dick into his wife's mouth. Sheena had lost the hat.

Donna grabbed my cock again and squeezed, pulling my attention back to my two playmates. Then she let go of my hardon, and sat back down on the couch. She reached behind me before digging her nails firmly into my ass flesh. I silently flinched, before Donna leaned forward and covered my cock with her mouth.

"Oh, fuck!" I gasped, as I filled Donna's wet willing mouth.

Donna started bobbing her head backwards and forwards, greedily sucking on my pole. I started breathing heavily. Shit, I wondered if I was going to come too soon, this was feeling almost too good.

"Hey, give me some you greedy bitch!" Valerie grunted from my left.

Donna released my dick, which slipped from her mouth.

"Sorry, hon, but you know I have a thing for Ron."

"I know. You've had a crush on the guy for years. How many times you bored me with that story! Still, I want his cock too, so stop being a greedy whore and give me some!"

Valerie pushed her glasses back up onto the bridge of her nose, then theatrically licked her lips before sliding her tongue slowly down the underside of my pole, before pulling back and taking all my length deep down her throat. She paused then slid my cock back out.

"Hhhhhhmm, nice. I love it when a guy's excited. God, that taste!"

Valerie cupped my balls with her right hand and squeezed gently. Then she resumed sucking me off. She worked my cock slowly, like a pro, her tongue probing the underside of my glans. Her tongue action was spectacular, Jesus, she was driving me wild.

My first thought was that Louise could never suck cock like this. My second thought was to take a mental note - next time I sucked a cock, try and do it like this.

Adding to my pleasure, Donna had also started to wetly lick the outside of my right hip as she softly ran her nails over my right ass cheek. These girls were good. Very good.

"Fuck, Valerie, enough!" Donna barked, "Time for me to get a good fucking! Stop, you young hussy!"

Valerie pulled back, then giggled.

With my cock freed from Donna and Valerie's attention momentarily, I was once again drawn to the noises on the bed behind me. I turned, and was surprised to see Arnold on his back with Sheena and Prentis taking turns to suck on his monster cock. I noticed as Prentis took a turn, Arnold grimaced slightly, before he stared down at Sheena. I wasn't sure he was totally comfortable with another guy sucking his dick.

"Arnold, I told you you'd like it! Wait until you see what I've got planned for you next!" Sheena tittered.

I was grabbed back into my own situation as Donna pulled my hands forward and forced them onto her tits. I spread my fingers and gripped the undulating flesh in my fists.

Donna's breasts were softer, much floppier than Louise's. But the fact they weren't Louise's tits was the thing tonight, and I felt incredibly turned on as Donna closed her eyes and purred as I softly rubbed my thumbs over her large stiffening pimpled nipples.

Donna opened her eyes and turned to her right, then moved closely to Valerie's ear.

"Valerie, I think some 'Poolboy penetration' type action will work best. This couch will work like the lounger, and Ron can do both of us from behind."

Valerie smiled back at Donna.

"OK, yeah, I remember. My first movie with you! And I quite liked that kid, the one played the poolboy, what was his name? He was there with his black girlfriend, the nervous girl. You did the lesbo photoshoot with her later that night after she'd had a few drinks."

"That was Robert," Donna replied, "Come on, I'm so fucking wet, and I need Ron's cock in me. Now!"

Donna was first to turn and kneel on the couch, putting her hands on the wall to support herself. Her thick ass was facing me. Christ, it was big, and not exactly attractive from this angle, I noticed for the first time. The flesh was firm and uneven in places, and rippled with fine white lines of cellulite. As Donna squirmed a little getting comfortable, I caught a definite odor of pussy, quite a strong odor actually, which reminded me of early morning fucks with Louise.

The younger, more lithe, Valerie, hitched herself up on the couch next to Donna. Her young toned ass made an interesting contrast to Donna's brick shithouse of a butt. Once she got into position, she leaned into Donna for a slow kiss. This went on for a few seconds.

"OK, Ron, me first!"

It was Donna.

I took a step in, and moved my waist forward. My cock was hard. Not as hard as it had been, but it was definitely more than rigid enough to penetrate Donna's moist gaping cunt. I pinched the base of my shaft between my thumb and forefinger, took careful aim at Donna's snatch, and slid myself in. I slid in very easily. Donna was extremely wet.

Donna blew out through her nostrils.

"Ah, yes, shit. Go, Ron, go!"

I start pumping Donna's cunt. Firmly, not too hard at first. I wanted to make sure I had plenty to give Valerie. But I was also conscious of what I felt to be now definitive cheating on Louise. Cheating with a capital 'C'. And I wanted Donna to enjoy this. I wanted to give my all to Donna. Give all of myself to Donna. This thing I felt that Louise now undervalued, me, as a lover. I wanted this both physically and emotionally.

Valerie and Donna kept kissing as I slid my dick in and out of Donna's cunt. I made around a dozen more thrusts, then decided it was time for Valerie.

Valerie obviously felt the same.

"Fuck it, Donna, don't be so fucking greedy! It's my fucking turn, BITCH! Ron, for fucksake!" Valerie cackled.

I pulled out. I took a brief pause and turned to see that the trio on the bed looked like they were positioning for a DP. It looked like Prentis was on cornhole duty, he was behind Sheena who was on all fours, Arnold was fidgeting underneath his wife.

I felt Valerie stretch back and grip my penis. My cock, slick with Donna's cunt juices, at first slid out of Valerie's grip, before she made another grab and squeezed my cock hard.

"Fuck Ron! Pay attention - I'm dying for some cock here. FUCK ME already!"

I moved behind Valerie, and put my hand on her lower back. Once again I squeezed the stem of my root for maximum firmness. I slowly fed my dick into Valerie.

Her cunt was warm and wet, and a lot tighter than Donna's. After a second's pause, I started pumping. Valerie groaned as Donna grabbed her face and they started to kiss again.

I took the same firm but steady approach I'd done when I was filling Donna's cunt. But most of all, I concentrated on not coming. I had started to feel it building up a little, and in Valerie's much tighter cunt, I felt I was more likely to spurt unintentionally. I had it firmly in my mind, I wanted to make sure I came in Donna, so I refocused and forced myself to concentrate. Do. Not. Come. Yet. I told myself.

I noticed that there was now a lot of noise coming from behind me on the bed. I decided to pull out to switch pussies and glanced over briefly at the bed. I saw Prentis from behind, pumping what I took to be Sheena's ass. Arnold was obscured underneath, but I was pretty sure his fat tool was stuck deep into his wife's cunt.

Sheena was wailing like a banshee. Prentis was grunting loudly, I took it that Sheena's asshole was a tight fit. Fuck, I'd liked to have fucked Sheena myself, but I was pretty sure that was off the menu now.

I re-concentrated, and pushed forward to penetrate Donna's sloppy warm cunt. I got a surprise as I pushed in hard and Donna's cunt issued a fart- like squelch noise as I re-entered. Valerie giggled uncontrollably at the noise, before I reached left and firmly stuck three fingers into Valerie's tight pussy.

Valerie let out an excited yelp, then a more slowly enunciated "Oh, shit!".

I twisted my wrist, then stopped suddenly as Valerie practically screamed an 'Aarrhgh!'. I was about to pull my fingers out, I thought I was hurting her.

"No, Ron! No, it's good. How many fingers?" Valerie asked.

"Three," I replied.

"Put another one in!"

I temporarily slowed my thrusts into Donna. Walking and chewing gum at the same time came to mind. I pulled my hand out, licked my fingers, fuck tell me a man who doesn't taste it when he's finger-fucking a girl, then readjusted my hand. I carefully slipped four fingers into Valerie's eager cunt.

"YESSS!" Valerie gasped.

"Don't forget me!" Donna reminded me. I'd paused my cock thrusts for a couple of seconds.

I once again refocused and started pumping Donna. I flexed my lower arm and started fingering Valerie's cunt as hard as I could. It felt like I'd gotten into my pre-cum flow, going for it hard, both ways.

Valerie came first, "Oh god oh god oh god oh god.. Oh my GOD!".

I felt Valerie's whole body shudder. And I felt it was about time too. My fucking wrist, shit, virtually my whole arm was aching.

A few seconds later, Donna started to whine. Then I stopped fighting it and let my own orgasm loose.

It was good. Fuck, can you even have a bad orgasm? But it lacked the intensity of my previous orgasm, when my asshole had been stretched by Lolita's she-cock.

I was pretty sure Donna hadn't cum yet. I still gamely kept thrusting as my dick softened, but it became clear to me, and presumably Donna, that it wasn't going to happen for her.

"Ron, it's OK, we can stop. I need to pee."

I gratefully pulled myself out of Donna. She stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Valerie lit a cigarette and smiled at me.

I turned to see Arnold and Prentis were done with Sheena. I vaguely remembered some very loud wails as I'd been close with Donna and Valerie, but I hadn't really taken in the final act on the bed.

Arnold was leaning over Sheena who had her ass wedged up onto a couple of pillows exposing both of her cum-dripping holes. He was taking a close up photo of the gooey mess with his iPhone.

Prentis lit a cigarette and handed it to Sheena. Sheena took a pull, glanced over at me then turned her attention to Arnold who had stood up.

"OK, Arnold. What you promised. Do it now."

"Aww, do I have to honey? I mean I'm.."

"Arnold, a promise is a promise. Do it. I let you fuck Donna, it was my fucking money, and you agreed to do this in return."

Prentis was now standing by the dresser. He'd lit another cigarette. He looked over at me, and gave me a slight shrug of his shoulders.

"Oh, fuck. OK, honey, but.."

"No 'buts' Arnold. Just fucking do it!"

Arnold took a few steps towards Prentis and knelt down. As he did so, Sheena wedged her cigarette between her lips, and picked up Arnold's iPhone. She got up and stood right behind Arnold, who was now poised right in front of Prentis's drooping slimy dick.

"OK, Arnold, ready.. wait.. go!" Sheena commanded.

Arnold leaned forward and gingerly placed his lips at the end of Prentis's cock.

"OK, fuck, I.. OK" Arnold complained.

Arnold opened wide and slipped Prentis's cock into his mouth. His neck tensed and he started to withdraw, before Sheena swiftly pushed a hand onto the back of Arnold's head.

"Suck it you fucking bastard, or so help me God you won't get to fuck me for a year!"

Muffled whimpers escaped from the side of Arnold's mouth as he tasted his wife's ass off of Prentis's spent cock.

Sheena took a couple of pictures then grabbed Arnold by the hair before yanking his head back.

"Very horny, Arnold. Very. If you can get your strength back maybe you can put your gay cock in my pussy in a little while."

Arnold spluttered some expletives in Sheena's direction as she burst out laughing, just as Donna re-entered the room.

Donna looked at me in a confused way. Valerie jumped in.

"Sheena was showing Arnold who the boss is."

Donna took Valerie's cigarette from her, took a pull, then handed it back.

"Ron, you OK coming with me to my room? You're spending the night, right?"

Again Valerie interrupted before I could speak.

"Of course he is! Right, I better get back to Shelley. It's not often we get the chance to, you know."

Sheena lay back down on the bed. Prentis started retrieving his clothes from a chair on the far side of the room. Arnold sat down on the bed and started looking at pictures on his phone. I noticed him frown.

"OK, Donna, eh, let me get dressed," I replied.

I hadn't thought about spending the night. But then I thought to myself, fuck Louise. I'll do what I feel like. And I felt like sleeping with Donna.

TO BE CONTINUED