Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 65

Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends

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I sat sipping the Scotch I'd poured from a miniature bottle as I listened to Louise freshening up. I didn't hear the shower, but I did hear water running, so I guessed Louise was cleaning her intimate parts using the bidet. Very European.

After maybe five minutes Louise came back into the room and sat down on the bed beside me. I noticed that she'd re-applied her lipstick. She was looking very good tonight. I actually felt like I'd just like to fuck Louise. But in the current situation, I don't think that was going to happen. We were here to fuck other people.

"Well, Ron, I'm sorry to say I was a little underwhelmed with Marcus. He just, well, he just didn't really know what to do with a woman. Looked like he gave decent head though. You enjoyed it, right?"

"Yeah," I replied, "He was OK. I didn't come in Mindy obviously, so when I came.."

"What was she like?" Louise interjected.

"She was OK," I replied.

"Well?"

Louise looked at me seriously.

"Tell me more. I want to hear the detail. She was OK with me too, but I want to hear how she was with you. You fucking her, I mean."

"Well, she was decent," I replied after a brief hesitation.

I wasn't always sure how to discuss scenarios like this with Louise. Unless I'd had a few drinks, and I wasn't in that zone alcohol-wise yet. But I decided to be open. I felt Louise always preferred me to be open.

"OK. Her cunt was pretty tight," I tentatively offered as I started to explain.

"It wasn't really ME fucking HER, she did all of the work. She seemed more interested in watching you and Marcus. Made it easier to tune out a little and avoid coming too soon."

"OK, so she had a nice tight cunny. She probably hasn't had any kids of her own."

I couldn't really tell by the tone of her voice if Louise was jealous. Possibly she was, I hadn't really considered it before. If Louise got jealous. Like I did.

"OK, Ron, so, we're going back upstairs, right?"

I wondered if she meant, 'right now'.

"Sure, Louise, of course, why not?"

"So, in terms of next steps, I've got a couple of possibilities," Louise said.

"OK," I replied hesitantly, "Who?"

"Well, Ron, I liked Tasha."

I had really expected her to pick out a guy. But our party advisor had been hot, and I wasn't going to say no to a threesome with Louise and Tasha.

"And.." she continued, "I liked the two guy agents, the porn guys. And in terms of 'real people', I'd say my favorites were the black guy and his wife. There was something about him, he looked really quite cute, and his wife was VERY stylish. Deanna she's called, I met her in the smoking area. And I guess there was Taffy, and her partner. What was his name, I forget? Blond guy in the light blue colored suit."

"Brian" I reminded Louise, "The guy was called Brian".

"Yes, Brian. And I also thought he might be your type? So, any thoughts?"

I was becoming more and more impressed by how in tune Louise was with me on my type of guy.

I hadn't put the stylish black couple at the top of my list. I mean the wife was hot. She was tall, slim, with fashion model looks, but not totally the kind of woman I was really into. The husband, with his crew-cut, the only thing I'd noticed about him was that he looked quite effeminate with a really smooth face. I guess what I'd classify in my non-PC ways, as 'Openly Gay'.

On the other hand, Brian and Taffy had actually been on my 'list' too. Not because of Taffy. I mean she was good-looking enough, with that exotic dusky look, and her low-cut dress showing off a lot of very nice, enhanced cleavage. But fair-haired Brian, he was much more attractive to me. So, if we mixed-and-matched when we got down to it, I felt that Brian and Taffy were definitely an option.

And the more I thought about it, if Louise really wanted to play with the black couple, I wouldn't be totally against that either.

"Either would work, Louise," I confirmed. "Tasha, also a good idea."

"OK, Ron. Now, before we go back upstairs, is there anybody you'd really like to play with?"

I paused and took another sip of my Scotch.

"Louise, shit, this is going to be so obvious. I liked the two guy agents too, but number one.."

"Let me guess, Ron" Louise interrupted with a smile, "Our mistress of ceremonies, the lovely she-he, Ilyana?"

"Fuck, Louise, you can read me like a book," I chuckled.

Louise lit a cigarette, then we both got a shock as there were three short taps on our door.

Louise gave me a quizzical look.

"Ron, you didn't.."

"Louise, I definitely set the door to 'Lock'. No fuckin' way I set it green or amber." I realized I was whispering. Why? I didn't know.

There was another knock. A fairly light tap. If I had to guess, I'd say it was a woman at the door.

Louise once more looked at me as if saying 'What do we do now?'

"It's red Louise, I fucking set it," I asserted. Still in a loud whisper.

Louise took a short nervous drag on her cigarette.

"It'll be Mindy, Ron. Has to be. Get it, Ron. Please?"

I stood up in a slightly pissed off mood. Mindy should not have been knocking on a door displaying a red light.

I walked over to the door and opened it slowly, then watched in surprise as a dark slender hand pushed the door open. I didn't resist.

"Oh!" I managed to say in surprise.

It was the tall super-model type black woman I'd seen earlier. The one who Louise had spoken to in the smoking area.

She smiled at me.

"I'm sorry, I know it's not the done thing, but I've knocked on a closed door before at one of these parties, and in some ways I find it easier to talk in a room. Upstairs can pretty quickly take on the vibe of a meat market.'

She smiled, then entered the room, slowly brushing past me. I felt the physical contact was deliberate.

I opened my mouth to say something, but struck dumb for a moment, I merely closed the door. Louise stood up.

"Ah, hi. It's Deanna, right?"

"You remembered. Nice!" Deanna replied in a slightly husky voice. "Louise, I'm sorry to barge in, but I really wanted to talk to you two."

I watched as Deanna walked over to Louise.

"I'm sorry, but could I have a cigarette? My, eh, partner, doesn't like me smoking. And I only ever smoke when I'm out like this."

"Ah, sure, one minute."

Louise put her cigarette between her lips, found her pack and lighter and handed them to Deanna. Deanna took a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and handed back Louise's cigarettes and lighter.

Deanna turned round and looked at me. She was very attractive. She had an angular face, classical cheek bones. I thought that she might actually be a fashion model.

"So, you two. My other half has gone for a party with the lesbians, and I didn't want to hang around upstairs on my own. Like I say I'm sorry for barging in, but when I get the urge, I act on it. And I really wanted to play with you two. I didn't see you anywhere. I just thought I'd go for it."

Shit. She wasn't hanging around. Straight to the point.

"Louise, you are a sensational woman. And you," Deanna turned round to face me at this point, "Well, you are a total cutie. So, I'll get this out of the way. Are you two interested in a little fun? Please say yes!"

I looked over at Louise. I was up for it. But after the disappointment of Marcus, I wondered if Louise would be keen on an FFM trio.

"Would you like a drink, Deanna?" Louise asked, avoiding the question for now.

"No, I'm OK thanks." Deanna stepped over to the dresser, and sat down elegantly on an armchair folding her very long silky legs.

I was waiting for Louise to answer, but Deanna kept on talking.

"So, you two. Been up to much already? I saw you leave with the blonde bimbo and the kid. Have fun?"

Louise sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Well, Deanna, and I'm not sure I should say this, maybe later.."

"No, Louise, come on. Tell all. It's the best way!"

"OK, Deanna. We had sex with, eh, couple, oh damn, I forget the number, Mindy and Marcus, that's their names. Anyway, Ron enjoyed it more than I did. Let's just say, I didn't leave the room satisfied."

I was surprised at Louise's frankness. I had an idea where this was leading.

"What, the kid looks about eighteen? I'm not surprised. Anyway, Louise, in one way that's not so good. On the other hand, I am pretty sure I'll be able to satisfy you."

Again, Deanna turned to me, took a pull on her cigarette, and gave me a telling smile.

"And your husband. Sorry, I feel terrible, your name is? I'm so bad with names sometimes."

"Ron," I replied.

"Hi Ron, I'm Deanna, pleased to meet you," Deanna laughed. She had a strange laugh, not what I'd been expecting.

Louise stubbed out her cigarette, then Deanna glanced over at Louise and stood up.

"OK, I guess we've had enough chat. How about we have some fun? You didn't say 'no' right away when I made my play. That usually means 'yes'. And like I said, Louise, I think I can give you what you've been missing so far tonight."

Deanna dangled her cigarette between her lips, and reached under her left arm, slowly unzipping her golden dress. She then let it slide to the floor.

Fuck!

Deanna took a hold of her cigarette and stretched her arms and body upwards, like you would stretch upon getting up in the morning.

I watched, stunned, as a massive thick black cock flopped forward from between Deanna's dark smooth tan-colored stockinged legs. It didn't even look fully hard yet.

I coughed, as Louise gasped an excited, "Oh, my God!"

I was confused. I started to speak.

"I, I, I don't remember there being a male-trans couple. Well apart from the 'drag queen', couple number, ehm, I.."

"That's because we aren't."

Now I was really confused.

"My husband tonight is actually my wife!" Deanna exclaimed.

"What!?!? How!?!?" Louise yelped excitedly.

"Well, the clue was in our party newsletter bio byline."

"I, I.." Louise stammered.

"If you looked closely at our description, we were the married couple with a lust for role playing. What did you expect? Deanna, that's my wife, although tonight she's 'Earvin', it's easier if we just trade first names. You think she'd come dressed as, I don't know, ehm, dressed as one of those dudes from the Village People? And me as a French maid, or something?"

Deanna laughed loudly again, I realized now the laugh was masculine in tone, before taking a final long drag on her cigarette, shit, 'his' cigarette, and crushing it out in a crystal ashtray on the dresser.

"No, we're much more imaginative than that. Role AND gender reversal. Anyway, my wife, husband, fuck even I get confused sometimes, she's with the lesbians, and I imagine they're having fun. So, how about we cut the crap have some fun? Ron? Louise?"

I stared over at Louise. I could tell by the look on her face she was into this. I nodded back.

"OoooohKayyy," I said slowly.

"Deanna, what exactly do you have in mind?" Louise asked.

"Well.." Deanna paused for a second. She, shit 'he', seemed to be thinking.

"Ron, you're a lover of people like me, yes? I'm actually on the executive of this little club, and I sneaked a peek at your registration file, so I already know. I shouldn't have, but I can't help myself, and you guys looked so good in your pictures."

I nodded back, not knowing whether I should be annoyed or not.

"Yes, I am," I managed to reply.

Deanna continued speaking.

"And I just know you've both been with someone like me before. How about this? Ron, how about I fuck Louise till she's screamed the walls down in total ecstasy. The rooms are soundproofed, you know? Then you can fuck ME until I scream the walls down in ecstasy? I can be quite vocal when I'm fucking. Or being fucked. And dirty talk really turns me on, Ron, so don't hang back."

Louise and I exchanged a look. She made a movement with her eyes that indicated a 'yes'.

Deanna looked over at Louise, then back at me. Her cock seemed to be getting bigger by the second. She walked over to me and put her moist lips on mine. We started to kiss. I could feel Deanna's stiffening cock rub against the front of my suit pants. As we kissed I opened my eyes to see Louise slipping out of her dress.

I saw Louise lay down on the bed as Deanna withdrew her lips from mine.

"Oh, fuck, Louise. You really are the hottest woman here tonight. And I include the pro's in that. Ron, you have an amazing wife!"

Deanna took a few steps over and slid onto the bed next to Louise. Louise leaned over and started to kiss Deanna. I quickly started to remove my clothes. I was getting hard again, but didn't think I'd be fully ready for another orgasm for at least a few more minutes. I draped my clothes over the chair that Deanna had been sitting on, then walked over to the edge of the bed.

Louise was now lying back, eyes closed, Deanna tonguing and sucking Louise's nipples, while probing Louise's moist cunt with two fingers. Louise looked like she was already enjoying this a lot.

Deanna turned her head to me.

"Ron, suck my dick, you sexy man. I know you want to. Get me extra hard so I can give your wife the fucking of her life. Do it!"

I was now naked, and I was starting to get very excited. I joined Louise and Deanna on the bed, and without thinking too much about it I placed my mouth at the bulbous head of Deanna's she-cock. I sniffed that musky odor I'd grown to love and gently squeezed the purple head and watched in delight as a fat bubble of pre-cum oozed out of Deanna's slit. I flicked my tongue out. God, that taste! Then I opened my mouth and swallowed the end of Deanna's dick. Fuck! This was amazing.

I eagerly started sucking on Deanna's thick pole.

I heard Louise and Deanna kissing again, then felt Louise's leg brush against me. A few seconds later Louise moved down and bit my earlobe.

"Ron," she softly whispered into my ear, "Let's do this together."

I removed Deanna's dick from my mouth, and watched as Louise took her turn.

"Oh! You sexy people!" Deanna purred.

Louise took no time in wrapping her lips round Deanna's saliva covered pole, then pushed her head down and surprised me by deep-throating the full length of Deanna's 9-inch she-dick.

A gasped "Ffffuck!" escaped from Deanna's lips up above.

Louise bobbed her head up and down a few times as Deanna started to moan, then she released Deanna's dick, and gave me a wide smile.

"Ron, help me, come on."

Louise slowly licked her side of Deanna's glans, then put her left hand on the base of Deanna's shaft and pushed it towards my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and lavished firm licks of my own on the other side of the meaty penis Louise had presented me with. As we both started licking more frantically, our tongues touched and we kissed passionately, Deanna's glans still jammed into each of our mouths. This was more than turning me on, as I felt my stiff cock practically bore into the mattress.

"Stop, you horny sluts!" barked Deanna, "I don't want to come until I've fucked Louise. Louise, it's time. Up here! Now! You big-titted sexy fucker!"

Deanna jerked her body to one side, forcing Louise and I to let go of the slippery wet meat-stick we'd been enjoying together.

"Come on, Louise, up here, quick!" Deanna commanded.

Louise moved up the bed and then lay back, lowering her head in expectation onto one of the pillows at the top of the bed.

"Fuck, you are SO hot, Louise! OK, here we go!" Deanna panted.

Deanna moved over, positioning him/her self between Louise's legs, Louise spreading herself wide to accommodate Deanna's frame. Deanna leaned backwards, pushing up with her arms, as Louise raised her legs up, her ankles pointing to the ceiling.

I saw a brief tense ripple move down Deanna's spine as first her back muscles went taut, then her spectacularly firm ass tightened in preparation for what was about to start. God, Deanna's dark skinned ass looked so fucking good! Deanna pushed forward slowly from the hips, and I heard Louise moan as Deanna's thick black cock slid deep into her love tube.

"Oh, FUCK!" Louise groaned.

Deanna didn't say anything, just simply started pumping. Slowly at first, but it wasn't long before Deanna picked up the pace.

I sat and watched as Louise started to whine in pleasure. I saw small rivulets of sweat slowly trickling down Deanna's back as he fucked Louise ever harder. The bed was now shaking hard. I gripped my own cock and squeezed, and watched as a small stream of pre-cum dripped out onto the sheets. Fuck, I wanted in on this. I stood up, not quite sure what I was going to do, but knowing I wanted to do more than just watch Louise having the living daylights fucked out of her.

As I stood up, Louise panted a command at Deanna.

"Deanna, stop, I want to come, I need to go on top, fuck, I need to come SOOOOH FUCKING BAD! On top. Let me go on top!"

Deanna paused, then smiled at Louise.

"Sure, baby. I mean watching those gorgeous big titties flop around as I fuck you is so sexy, but I aim to please, and with you on top, I can fill my mouth with your prime assets while you come! Let's do it, girl!"

Deanna edged over sideways, freeing her slimy slippery black dick from Louise's cunt with an audible squelching noise. Louise pushed herself up. I saw my chance to actually get more involved, and before Louise could climb on top of Deanna, I pushed myself in on them, and slipped Deanna's pussy- juice covered cock into my mouth.

"Shit!" I heard Deanna say as I tried to lick all of my wife's cunt juice off of her sensational rigid cock. It was still rock hard.

Louise gripped my shoulder.

"Ron, sorry, I need to, I.. now, NOW, RON! You later, fuck, I need this, NOW!"

I moved out of the way as Louise demanded. Louise hurriedly straddled Deanna, reached downwards, and after a first failed attempt when Deanna's still wet cock slipped out of her hand, she managed to impale herself on Deanna's firm meat.

I watched in amazement as Deanna's dark pole disappeared into Louise's cunt, filling it completely, the edges of Louise's crinkled pussy flesh stretching out wide.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" Louise wailed, as she quickly started to grind. She must have been close.

Deanna roughly squeezed Louise's massive mammaries and seemed to be trying to swallow as much titty flesh as possible.

Louise was going for it hard now. And she was making a lot more noise than she usually did when we fucked. It wasn't too long before Louise started 'Ooooohing' and then she came in a crescendo of loud high-pitched wails, that surprised me in its intensity.

After a few more moments, Louise leaned forward, perspiring noticeably, and laid her head down on Deanna in a post-orgasmic stupor.

It took a good thirty seconds for Louise to collect herself and climb off of Deanna. I instantly looked down at Deanna's cock to see if she had come. It seemed still to be rock hard, and I was pretty sure it hadn't dosed Louise's insides.

As Louise walked to the bathroom, Deanna beckoned me to her.

"OK, Ron, now your turn. You can fuck me, or if you prefer, I can fuck you. Which do you prefer?"

"I'd like to fuck you, Deanna," I replied.

"How d'you like it? Most guys I know love to do a girl doggy-style. Heck, I love it myself. But on the other hand, when I'm in girl mode, I notice you boys like to fuck me on top, with my big dick on view. So, how do YOU like to do it?"

Louise walked back into the room before I could reply.

Deanna was right. I did love to look at a she-girl's cock as I fucked them. But I'd been affected by the intensity of Deanna and Louise's sex. I just wanted to pound Deanna's bitch ass from behind. Hard. I gave no fucks about whether Deanna was going to get off or not. And I could always suck Deanna off afterwards, anyway.

"Bend over, Deanna," I said, more firmly than I'd intended to.

Louise raised her eyebrows at me.

Deanna sat up and got ready to take me, then looked over as Louise lit a cigarette.

"Louise, you can film us if you want. My phone's in the safe in our room, but you guys can do a movie if you'd like, and I'll give you my email address, you can send me a copy."

Louise looked over at me.

"Ron?"

The thought kind of turned me on, but I wasn't sure.

"Eh, OK, Louise. Let's do it." I still wasn't 100% sure, and maybe it told in my voice.

"OK, Ron, only if you're sure?"

I nodded and gripped my cock, giving it a few tugs to make sure I was as hard as I wanted to be.

Louise walked round the bed and opened the safe, before pulling her phone out.

"Ron, over here," Deanna urged, "Let's start things off by me blowing your cute little cock. Louise, get ready, OK?"

I got onto the bed, moved into the middle, then knelt on the mattress with my dick pointed towards Deanna. Deanna leaned over, now on all fours, and gripped my cock with her right hand.

"OK, Louise baby, start shooting. Watch how good this dirty black slut sucks your husband's cock!"

Deanna looked at Louise, who pressed her phone screen. I assumed she was recording.

"OK, you're on" Louise confirmed.

I flinched as Deanna tightly pinched the base of my shaft. Then that warm wet feeling overtook me as Deanna started to expertly suck my cock.

She was good.

As I gave in to the succulent pleasure of Deanna's tongue flicks, I tried not to look at the camera, but I could see Louise was moving around, not just focusing on my groin area, varying the angles and depth. Seems anyone can shoot a porno these days.

Deanna eventually took my cock out of her mouth and licked my balls, and I flinched again as she took both of my testicles in her willing mouth. Then I decided it was time.

"Deanna, now. I want to fuck you now!"

Deanna looked up from my groin.

"Ooh, so you're hungry for some black ass? I want to feel that nice cock of yours inside me. I'm pretty sure you can make me come. You gonna make this slutty whore come, Ron? Are you?"

"Yes," I hissed, as Deanna pivoted round so her smooth tight butt was in front of me.

"Come on, Ron, do your worst. My slut ass is dying to swallow your cock. Don't fucking tease me now, get fucking down to it, you bitch!"

I leant over Deanna's butt, and pulled her tight cheeks apart. Deanna's exposed butthole was very dark brown, almost black. I leant in and started to tongue Deanna's anus, while I tentatively pushed my left hand forward and cupped Deanna's balls. I could feel Deanna shiver as I slipped my tongue in and out of her shithole. The bitter taste wasn't one I really liked, but I was too excited to care. I retched and spat a large blob of spit directly into Deanna's hole. I smeared the saliva around with the middle finger of my right hand. I thought about poking it deep into Deanna's insides, then thought to myself, fuck this, I am going to fuck this dirty whore, right now.

I carefully inserted just the tip of my finger in, in an attempt to ensure I was going to slip in easily. Then I leaned my whole body in closer, edged my chest forward then back, and I pushed my cock towards Deanna's asshole with my left hand.

I felt a sticky, itchy resistance for maybe two seconds, then I slowly managed to slide my rod fully into Deanna's VERY TIGHT man-pussy.

"Aagh," I grunted.

I felt Deanna's whole body tense, then relax. I did my usual holding pattern, not pulling my root back out of Deanna's shitter immediately.

But Deanna was eager.

"Fuck me Ron, fuck me HARD!"

I started thrusting in and out. I wanted to do this hard. I wanted to pump Deanna's hole like she'd hammered Louise's pussy a few minutes ago. More than anything, I wanted to fill this tranny slut's ass with my cum.

"Oh yeah, do it, do it! Fuck me harder, fuck me HARDER you bitch!" Deanna growled.

I grunted back incoherently in response. I thought for a minute about Deanna's desire to hear me talk dirty, but I wasn't in the mood to oblige, especially with Louise filming. I felt it would sound fake, stupid even. Just concentrate on fucking this bitch's ass, I told myself.

So, I just pumped and pumped. It was like I wanted to destroy Deanna's asshole with my cock. As I lost further control, and I was going at it like a jackhammer by now, I heard wild animalistic wails coming from Deanna's mouth. She wasn't talking any more, just screaming as I tried to stuff my cock deeper into her anus with every thrust.

Then without much of a telltale warning, I came.

"Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!"

I breathlessly kept repeating that uncontrollable orgasmic mantra as three, four, five, spurts of my seed flowed deep into Deanna's asshole.

When my orgasm stopped, I stopped. I was out of breath. Deanna was now down to just emitting slow breathless whispers, her head buried in a pillow.

Louise broke the silence after a few seconds.

"Jesus, Ron! That was intense. I hope you kept some back for later. It's still pretty early."

I pulled my rapidly deflating cock out of Deanna's asshole with a plop.

"Deanna?" Louise asked, "Did you come?"

Deanna flipped herself over onto her back, and pointed down at her cock. Her long rod was still visibly stiff.

"No, baby. I didn't. You and Ron gonna help me with that?"

Louise moved in first and started sucking Deanna. Spur of the moment, I decide to join in. I realized that sharing Deanna's cock with Louise removed most feelings of jealousy my side.

Louise and I jointly worked Deanna's she-cock, until Deanna eventually came, loudly. Louise caught the first spurts of Deanna's warm, salty come. There was a lot of it, Louise nearly gagged at one stage. I managed to push my lips over the shiny purple head of Deanna's twitching black mamba to catch the last spurt. Then Louise and I kissed, swapping the gorgeous gooey fluid that we'd just milked from Deanna's balls. We were in cum-swap heaven as far as I was concerned. I swallowed. God, I loved eating cum.

Deanna was the first to move. She got up and headed to the bathroom, as Louise and I stayed put on the bed.

When Deanna returned, we made some small talk about the night ahead while Deanna re-dressed at the dresser. Finally, Deanna stood up.

"Guys, that was as good as I expected, and it's the best fuck I've had at one of these parties, for a long, .. well actually, it's been the best, period. Thank you. Now I better find Deanna, I mean Earvin. Might see you guys later upstairs, K?"

Then Deanna left quietly.

I snuggled up next to Louise.

"OK, Ron. Where were we? Let's take 15 minutes, freshen up, then head upstairs. You cool with that?"

I leaned over and kissed Louise.

"Yes. But I might be out of action for the next half hour."

"No, rush, Ron. Let's see what's going on upstairs, but I definitely think I've got at least one more orgasm in me. And the night is still young!"

TO BE CONTINUED