Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 76
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I got home shortly after 6pm.
Louise was tidying up while the boys watched Kids TV, some CGI cartoon crap. After a few minutes distracted play with the kids, they were really more interested in getting back to their TV show than playing with their old man, I went upstairs and showered, then came back down to eat.
We ate as a family. Spaghetti Bolognese, a big favorite of the boys. Louise drank a large glass of red wine during the meal, I had a beer. We were functionally civil to each other in front of the boys, who thankfully seemed oblivious to any 'atmosphere' between their parents.
I bathed and put the boys to bed. When I came back downstairs it was shortly after 8pm.
Louise looked up at me. Her look was neutral, but far from friendly.
"They asleep?"
I confirmed that the boys were indeed asleep.
Louise stood up, lit a Marlboro, then walked through to the kitchen, where I heard her open another bottle of wine. I heard the glugging noise of a healthy amount of Merlot being poured into a large wine glass, followed by another glass being poured, before Louise re-entered the living room, lit cigarette dangling from her lips. She had two glasses of wine in her hands. She handed one to me.
At least she got me a drink, I thought.
Louise was looking good in an understated kind of way. She had on a tight black sweater that highlighted her full breasts, and a white pair of three- quarter length pants, which were also tight. She wasn't really wearing any make-up, except some eyeliner and a light pink lipstick.
"Louise.." I started to say.
"Ron," Louise said, stopping me in my tracks. "I get that we need to talk, but tonight is not the time. Not for our 'talk' talk."
I wondered why not? What the fuck was it with Louise? This was really beginning to piss me off. But I tried not to show my displeasure.
"Why not?" I asked, as calmly as I could.
Louise gave me a stern look back.
"Because. Ron, no. Not today."
"But, Louise, baby, I love you, I.. you.."
"Ron, really. Not now. OK? Look, last Saturday. I'm not apologizing but looking back I don't feel that it was my finest moment. I've reflected on how I made you feel. I think it had a lot to do with me drinking so much, AND, before you say it, the drugs. But maybe you deserve a kick-up-the-ass! You ever think about that, Ron?"
"Louise? How, .. what, I mean.. you were.."
"Ron, I accept that I was probably over-the-top last weekend."
'Probably?', I thought, as Louise continued.
"I'm not as used to the booze and the drugs as Cara is. And I should probably tone it down, I see that now. Actually, Ron, I'm now with you on the Cara and Rudy thing. I don't think it's healthy anymore."
"Ah, Louise.." I paused as I wondered if Cara had called Louise already. I thought it was possible but unlikely.
"Ron, a lot of pent-up frustrations just came out last Saturday. I think I've been feeling some anger for a while, but I've always kept the lid on it. Maybe I even hid some of my feelings from myself. But I couldn't do that forever. I've thought about it. Anyway, I would like to talk about it, but not tonight. I haven't made up my mind on things yet, and I don't want to rush it. It's a big decision. I'll get my mom and dad to take the kids on Sunday, and we'll have our talk then. That gives me time to decide what I'm going to do, and it gives you time to think about how you're feeling, gather your thoughts, whatever."
"Louise, I know wha.."
Louise held her hand up, and I reflexively stopped talking. Louise took a deep drag on her Marlboro, exhaled, then picked up her glass and took a healthy swig of red wine. She looked over at me but didn't speak immediately.
After about five seconds of silence, I assumed she was now giving me the opportunity to say something.
"Louise. I thought. I thought that things, .. that things were going OK. Were going well. You know, how I was dealing with the, the stuff. I.., we.. ehm, the stuff we do."
"Ron, not now! Please, can we wait until Sunday?"
I really didn't see why we needed to wait until Sunday, but I decided not to push it.
Louise took another draw on her cigarette, lifted her chin up and blew a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling.
"Ron, I need a fuck," she said, not looking at me directly.
"Louise.. eh, eh.." I stuttered in surprise. Shit, what now?
"I'll be honest," Louise continued, now looking straight at me, "I've been having thoughts about having sex with other guys, like on my own, but I haven't got to the stage yet where I'd just go and do it. I could. You know that, right? So, take me upstairs and fuck me like we don't know each other. Like we just met in a bar, and it's a one-night stand. I'm just some slut you've picked up in a bar. You able to do that?"
I gulped, but I felt a tingling in my dick.
"Louise?"
"Ron. Upstairs now. But after we finish, I want you to sleep in the spare room. After our talk on Sunday, we'll see where we go from there."
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We undressed in a hurry. Louise pushed me down onto the bed and put a finger to my lips as I tried to talk. I leaned forward to kiss Louise, but she pushed me away and leaned her head down to my waist and grabbed my cock. She swiftly slid my stiffening rod into her wet mouth.
Louise 'Mmmmm-ed' as she sloppily sucked my dick, squeezing my balls. She did it frenetically, in many ways like I remembered her sucking Rudy's cock the previous Saturday. I felt a cold stream of Louise's saliva trickle down onto my ballsack as she opened her mouth wide and deep-throated my stiff rod. Fuck!
I had a sudden concern that Louise would maybe detect some of Cara on me. But I'd showered, and I'd paid a lot of attention cleaning my dick, so that negative thought quickly subsided as I submitted to the pleasure Louise was giving me orally.
Louise then lifted herself back up and pushed me into the middle of the bed. I slid over a few inches.
"Suck my tits! Do it!"
Louise compressed her two voluptuous breasts together, looking down in concentration as her nipples firmed up and magically sprouted outwards. Christ, those tits! She gave her nipples a tight squeeze, released them, then leaned over and practically smothered me with her warm tit flesh. I opened my mouth and cupped her undulating breasts with both my hands, my tongue speedily seeking out Louise's now erect pleasure points. Achieving my goal, I started sucking hungrily on Louise's pimpled erect nipples.
"Ah, ahhhhh!" Louise purred as I moved my fingers up and squeezed her nipples hard. My cock was fully erect now, and as I squeezed and sucked Louise's tits I rubbed against the inside of Louise's left thigh.
With a sudden move, Louise flipped off of me and over onto her back.
"Fuck me! I need that cock in me now. Do it!"
"Lou.."
"DON'T USE MY NAME!" Louise hissed, "Just fuck me! You think I'm a slut? Fuck me like a slut!"
"I.."
"STOP TALKING! JUST FUCK ME!"
I maneuvered myself in between Louise's legs. I pinched the base of my cock between the thumb and index finger of my left hand, then slowly slipped my cock into Louise's wet snatch.
"Aaaaaaahh," Louise breathed, softly, her eyes closed. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at me.
"Do it! Fuck me! Fuck my cunny good! Fuck me like the dirty whore that I am!"
While I wasn't totally into the role play, if that indeed was what this was, I didn't need too much persuading, and I soon started a hard rhythmic pumping motion, closing my eyes as I felt feelings of physical pleasure start to pulsate into my groin as I thrusted.
As I sped up, I leaned down and attempted to kiss Louise. She moved her face to the side avoiding my lips and looked up at me angrily.
"No, not that! No kissing! I'm a slut! Just fuck me! Fuck me harder! Do it!"
I levered my body upwards using my arms and started to penetrate Louise's soaking wet cunt even more deeply. The sight of Louise's massive breasts wobbling in time to my thrusts was turning me on massively.
"That's it! That's it! Keep going! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
I wondered how long it was going to be before I came. Certainly, my two previous orgasms with Cara were helping me last the pace. Suddenly Louise barked an order I hadn't expected.
"STOP! Fuck me doggystyle! Do me from behind! Now!"
I pulled out of Louise and she bumped into me a few times as she hurriedly turned over and repositioned herself on all fours.
I set myself up behind Louise and got ready to push myself in again. I wondered for a second if Louise's slut 'role play', I still wasn't sure if this was 'role play', meant that she actually wanted me to do her anally. I was quickly dispelled of that notion.
"QUICK! Put it back in my cunny! NOW!"
I carefully moved forward and placed my throbbing dick between Louise's glistening cunt lips. With my left hand, I lifted my cock up a half-inch, then slid right back in."
"Shhhhiiiiitttt!" Louise groaned.
I started thrusting again. Louise let out muffled squeaks as I started to slam her cunt harder. Fuck. This was good. Very good. I stopped thinking about any issues Louise and I had and gave myself up completely to the moment.
After maybe 15, 20 more jabs of my cock, Louise suddenly raised her head up.
"Stop! STOP!! Me on top. Turn over! Now!"
I pulled my still fully erect dick out of Louise's wet snatch. I withdrew from between Louise's kneeling legs, rolled over and took up a position on my back to the right side of the bed. Louise scrambled up and over and guided me back towards the center of the bed.
I was really expecting Louise to rapidly set herself up in her 'cum position'. Instead, Louise swung round so she was facing away from me. She carefully positioned herself over my groin, and after two aborted attempts grabbed a hold of my slippery dick.
"Oooooh, .. aaahhhhhhh!" Louise groaned as she sat back and impaled herself on my cock.. As I sunk deeper into Louise, I let out a low-breathed gasp as well.
Now positioned as she wanted, Louise started bouncing up and down on my cock, reverse-cowgirl style.
As Louise fucked me, the noises she was making were incredible. And there were also wet squelching sounds escaping from her soaking cunt as she milked my cock, accompanied by loud slapping sounds of flesh on flesh, as Louise's massive breasts smacked off of her torso as she bounced up and down.
Jesus! This was good. This was very good.
Louise maintained her frantic pace for a few more seconds before she exploded with an unsuppressed growl.
"OHHHHH FFFFUCCCKKK! OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FFFUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKK!"
About three seconds later, my cock twitched and spasmed as I came for the third time that day.
Shit, this fuck had been incredible. Even better than the anal sex earlier with Cara. I just lay back, breathing deeply, waiting for Louise to move.
Louise took a few seconds to compose herself, then she got up and walked into the bathroom. I remained lying down on our bed, spent. But I was still confused. Did this now mean that Louise and me were good? Was Sunday's talk about to happen now? Would there even be a talk?
I hoped that we were at least somewhere back to 'normal', but when Louise got back into the bedroom, she lit a cigarette and remained standing at the foot of the bed.
I looked up from my prone position on our bed.
"Ron. Please. Spare room. This was just fun. This wasn't us making love. This certainly wasn't us making up. This was pure sex. I wanted fucked, and lucky for you, you were the only guy available. We'll talk Sunday. And tomorrow morning, I want you to take the boys swimming. I'm going shopping. Some retail therapy. And I probably need to talk with Cara."
"But, Louise.."
"Ron. Spare room. Or we're finished. There won't be any fucking Sunday talk! Do it! Just go!"
I got up and headed to the spare room as Louise lowered herself onto the bed.
Fuck. What the fuck was going on in my life?
TO BE CONTINUED