Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 89

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James and I walked upstairs together. At the top of the stairs, James pointed to a door on the left, quite a way down the upstairs landing.

"That's the second bedroom. Louise will be in there by now. After the timer goes, and you and Sharon are done, you head there. You don't have to get dressed unless you want to, you can just carry your stuff through. Up to you, even leave it in our bedroom if you want. The door, here," James said nodding just to our right, "That's our, I mean, 'the main' bedroom. Has an ensuite bathroom. Both rooms do actually, but our main bathroom, wet room actually, is over there," James signaled to the end of the landing at the right, "You can shower in either of the ensuites. You want to take a bath, I don't know maybe you do in the morning, that door over there. The bath is pretty neat. Kinda like a jacuzzi. Anyway, main bedroom, is the one just here, so, Sharon will be waiting for you in here. OK, you got your phone?"

I went into my pants pocket and pulled out my iPhone. I showed it to James.

"Yes, here," I replied.

"OK, let's set the timers now. One hour. Trust me, Sharon will blow your mind. She has very few inhibitions, and she's truly imaginative in the bedroom. You ready, Ron?"

Wondering if an hour was too long, I nevertheless keyed in a one-hour timer, then looked up at James, who also had his phone in his hand.

"Let's do it!" James prompted.

I saw him press on his phone screen, and I did likewise.

"OK, I'm all set," I said to James.

"Great!" James said, reaching over and squeezing my upper arm.

"So, Ron, when the timer goes, take your time. I won't leave the room immediately after the timer goes off, I'll give it a minute or two. I probably won't start anything in the last ten minutes anyway, I'll probably just use it as cool down time. This is actually a new one for me. Swapping on a timer, I mean. It's an interesting idea. Louise is a very inventive lady. I'm very much looking forward to what's about to happen. And Ron, I'll treat Louise with respect. I know you'll do the same with Sharon."

I nodded. "For sure, James. Definitely."

James walked off and I watched as he tapped on the door. I heard a muffled 'Come in'. James opened the door, and walked into the bedroom to join Louise, closing the door behind him.

I gulped and tried to collect myself. I'd had four large glasses of wine, but I still felt a little edgy. I took a step forward and tapped on the door. I heard a quiet voice saying, 'Come in'. Shit. I pushed down on the handle and opened the door. Then I stepped into the room and felt the door swing shut behind me.

The first thing that struck me was how bright the room was. I don't know, but I'd expected some sort of subtle lighting. Fuck, I don't know what I had been expecting.

The room, which was large, was mainly white, with a thick dark red and black striped feature wall behind the bed the only variation from the room's almost sterile feel. All the furniture was white, as was the thick carpet. There was a red rug by the bedside, but that was it.

The bed itself was made up with crimson and black satin bedclothes. Standing next to the bed, Sharon glanced up at me. She held a cigarette in her right hand, and a gold lighter in her left. She lit her cigarette, then gave me a look. Then she opened her arms.

"Well, Ron. What do you think? I do like to make an effort. You like?"

I gulped as Sharon took deep drag on her cigarette. Shit. She'd definitely made an effort.

She'd tied her auburn hair up, I noticed for the first time that she had some brighter purple stands at the sides, and had re-applied her make-up, which was very heavy but very sexy. Sharon's eyes were shaded in a dark purple accented with a touch of powdered red color, her cheeks were subtly rouged, and her full lips were a very deep glossy red.

Sharon was wearing a lingerie set, the kind you bought online or got at Victoria's Secret. It was predominantly see-through black with red highlights. It felt like it was almost like she'd accessorized in tune to the room.

Sharon's bra was half cup, which pushed her firm round silicon-enhanced breasts upwards and fully exposed her stiff pink nipples. The underside was edged in red, and the bra straps were also red. Her matching panties also had a red lining at the waist, and I noticed that the panties sprouted thin ruffled red garter straps which were attached to sheer black lacy-topped stockings. That was a new one for me, the suspenders actually being a part of the panties. Shiny high-heeled red sandals completed the look. Which overall was very hot. Pornstar hot.

I stood open-mouthed for a few seconds before I managed to speak.

"Sharon, wow! You look fantastic!"

"Louise told me you have a thing for smoking," Sharon said, taking a theatrically slow drag, before exhaling. "Do I turn you on? Ron, come here," Sharon asked, taking another sensual slow drag on her cigarette, a thick wave of gray smoke escaping upwards from between her lips.

"Ron, come on, over here. Kiss me."

As I walked over to Sharon, she leaned down to her left and put her lighter down on a white bedside table, then pressed a button on what looked like a small TV remote. The lights dimmed about half-way. This was better. She took another pull on her cigarette, pouted her full feminine lips and exhaled sideways. I could tell this was a show she was putting on for me. I liked it despite its obviousness.

When I reached Sharon she leaned forward. I moved my own head forward and our lips met. Sharon ran her tongue tentatively over my lips as I opened my mouth in anticipation. I pushed my tongue out and tasted the tobacco on Sharon's breath. Sharon pressed her body onto mine as I gave myself up to the moment. Shit. This was electric.

We kissed hungrily, then Sharon pulled her head back before leaning to one side and darting her tongue onto my left ear. She bit into my earlobe lightly, then withdrew.

I wondered if Louise had given her a list of things that really turned me on.

"Ron, get undressed. I am more than ready. Don't keep me waiting. Come on, let's get started."

As Sharon sat on the bed, I took my clothes off as quickly as I could. When I put my clothes on the top of a white bureau I made sure to arrange them in such a way I could easily pick them up when switching rooms. Then I took a few steps closer to where Sharon was lounging.

Sharon slowly lay back on the bed and spread her legs invitingly.

"Ron, I'd like you to go down on me first. Can you do that, please?"

I moved over and onto the bed, placing myself next to Sharon's legs. I lowered my face into Sharon's nether regions. I caught a hint of feminine arousal as I moved even closer and slipped my fingers into the front of Sharon's panties, intending to pull them to one side.

"No, Ron, not that. Do it through my panties. I love it that way, the feeling of the moist fabric with your tongue pressing through it onto my clitoris. It's simply sensational. You don't mind, do you?"

I assented by slowly pressing my face into the fabric covering Sharon's mound. I inhaled deeply and caught more of that delicate scent, that unmistakable perfect smell of female sex. I felt my cock get harder as I opened my mouth and extended my tongue.

I leaned in further and pushed my tongue further out. I pressed it onto the slightly moist fabric at the entrance to Sharon's pussy. After the briefest of pauses, Sharon shuddered slightly as I pushed my tongue more firmly onto her love bud.

"Hhhhhhm, Ron that's it. Don't be shy. Make me really wet. Go on."

I started to make a firm steady motion with the tip of my tongue, caressing Sharon's bean through the slightly abrasive fabric that gently scraped against my tongue as I licked. It seemed like the smell of sex was getting stronger with every caress I made with my tongue. Fuck. I was liking this a lot.

Slight murmurs were now starting to escape from Sharon's closed lips, and the effect on me was that I was getting even more aroused. I methodically slid my tongue up and down, repeating the motion until the fabric of Sharon's panties was heavily lubricated by a heady mixture of my saliva and Sharon's own sweet pussy juice. After what must have been a minute or so, Sharon placed her right hand on the top of my head. I was relieved as my tongue had started to ache a little.

"Ron, that's enough. You can stop teasing me. Come on, let me get you good and ready."

I lifted myself up and leant back on the bed giving Sharon some free space. She leaned over to her left and crushed what was left of her cigarette out in a gold ashtray, then moved back into the center of the bed.

"OK, Ron. But first, let me lose these," Sharon said, looking down at her waist. "I'm going to keep my stockings on Ron, you're OK with that, yes?"

"Absolutely, Sharon," I replied.

"Sometimes I think I can be too obvious," Sharon said in reply, "But I love wearing sexy lingerie, stockings especially. I can never work out why men get so turned on by such a simple accessory, an item of clothing like a pair of stockings. But by God, you guys do, and I just love turning men on. I've always loved getting dressed up for sex. Still do. Shit, I'll even go full-on if I go out shopping. It's great to wonder if guys are thinking about what I have on under my dress. I'm happy to admit it, I dress provocatively. I can't help myself. I met James when I was shopping, but that's a story for another time."

Sharon lifted herself up, then glanced down and took a few moments to carefully detach the red garter straps attached to her panties from the lacy tops of her sheer black stockings. Then she edged her ass up from the bed, lifted her legs up, and slipped off her panties in one slow elegant downwards movement, exposing a dark neatly trimmed bush, and a very inviting almost purple, moist-looking, crinkly entrance to her tight- looking vagina. I decided not to wait and taking the initiative for the first time that night, I swiftly pushed my head back down and aggressively slipped my tongue into Sharon's aromatic wet gash as I felt her unclip her brassiere.

Sharon gasped and gripped the back of my head in response to my oral attack. As I tongued Sharon's slit and explored the inside of her cunt, I endeavored to swallow every tasty drop of sweet cunt juice oozing from Sharon's insides. As I continued licking, Sharon slowly relaxed and started to murmur again before she softly ran her fingers through my hair. I was now totally in the moment, my cock stiffening more with each sweep of my tongue. I felt that I was totally ready to bury my cock into Sharon's warm wetness, but I was also conscious of trying to make this an experience Sharon wouldn't forget. In many ways I was trying to be better than James at this. Or at least live up to what I'd assumed to be his expert-level lovemaking.

I lifted my chin up and worked more intensely on Sharon's now glistening dark pink bean. Sharon shuddered in response as I repetitively squeezed the tip of my tongue downwards onto her exposed clit.

"Ron, God! Ohhh, no! Stop! That's enough of that. Please, my turn now, lie back."

I twisted my body round and lay next to Sharon, who leaned over and mashed her glossy lips onto mine before pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I practically shook as we kissed, that almost electric feeling hitting me as Sharon's smooth skin pressed down hard onto my own naked body. I breathed out heavily as Sharon reached down and tenderly fingered my cock, before Sharon suddenly flicked her head up leaving my hungry mouth gasping. I felt her grip tighten around my shaft.

"Oooh, Ron, that feels very nice. I think you're ready."

Before I could react, Sharon made a swift sliding movement down the shiny bedsheets. Sharon's ass was still next to my face and I was about to stretch up and kiss it when she pushed her head down into my groin and swallowed my cock.

"Aaagh!" I involuntarily gasped as Sharon's tongue expertly circled my glans. My head flopped back onto the pillows.

Sharon paused, then started a rhythmic up and down movement with her head. Feelings of pleasure quickly developed as she slurped on my rigid pole, deep erogenous sensations that tingled and grew with each sloppy suck Sharon took.

I breathed hard as Sharon released my cock and pushed herself down a few inches and started licking my balls. Before I knew it, Sharon had straddled me, and I looked up to see Sharon's gorgeous purple cunt lips lowering onto my face. I instinctively pushed my tongue up and held it rigid as Sharon re-took my cock in her mouth and started to squirm on my face. I wondered for a few seconds if Sharon was looking to take this frantic 69 to a climactic conclusion. I would not have complained if that was her intention. We still had a lot of minutes left on the timer.

However, before we both got too far, Sharon, pushed herself up and detached both her mouth from my cock and her cunt from my soaking wet lips. She swiveled her body around, for a mature Sharon was surprisingly nimble, then lay down back next to me.

"OK, Ron, it's time. Lie on top of me. I feel like I'm about to come already! God, I love that feeling with somebody new. I love James, but nothing beats this for me. Nothing. That first time with a sexy new guy. Put your cock in me. I need it now, please, Ron."

I leaned upwards and moved my body over Sharon's. Sharon's legs parted as I got into position. I felt the tip of my cock pressing at the entrance to Sharon's sizzling hot pussy. I decided to go for a hands-free entry. I pushed my groin forwards steadily and without too much resistance my cock slid into Sharon's willing cunt.

"Uuurrrghhh! Fuck, that is soooohhh good! Oh my God, that first time! Oh God! Fuck me Ron, fuck me!" Sharon urged as I pushed forward and penetrated her fully.

I decided to go for my 'firm but caring' mode of fucking. No wild abandon, but no pussying around either. Sharon seemed to like this as she squeezed her eyes shut and clamped her teeth together, hissing sounds escaping from between her gorgeous red lips with each of my penile insertions deep into her soaking wet cunt.

After a while, it felt like I was starting to build up. But before I'd fully entered the final stretch, Sharon exploded.

Suddenly, Sharon's eyes opened wide, but it was like she was looking through me, almost like she was having an out of body experience. Then as her mouth opened even wider, she started to snarl, guttural almost animalistic sounds escaping from deep inside Sharon's insides.

"Uuuuuuurrrrggghhh, ah, ah, ah, God! Kkkkhhhrist! Oh FUCKKKKKK! FUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

As Sharon lost control, I stared deep into her eyes. I was transfixed. But it was like she didn't even see me. Trembling, then shaking, wailing loudly, eyes still wide open, Sharon convulsively dug her nails into my ass. I flinched in pain but held myself deep inside Sharon's tight twitching cunt as her climax intensified before her head suddenly rolled to one side and she closed her eyes, a deep breath escaping from her mouth in post-orgasmic contentment.

Sharon's hands relaxed as she let out another quiet sigh. I held still, my cock still buried in her cunt, and looked down at Sharon as she opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"Oh, Ron. You're good. Give me a few seconds. I can tell you haven't come. Lie back, give me a moment, and we'll concentrate on you. I know just the thing you guys like best. Up, let me get organized."

I pushed up on my arms and my cock slipped out of Sharon's wet snatch. I bounced down on the bed next to Sharon. My cock was extremely wet and still extremely hard. I was eagerly awaiting an orgasm. I knew it was going to be a good one.

"Ron, let me turn over. I want you behind me. And you know where I want your cock. That place you guys always want to put your cock. Come on, let's do this."

Sharon, turned over and positioned herself on all fours, slowly leaning the top half of her body down before laying her head down on one of the pillows at the top of the bed.

"OK, Ron. I want you to put in my ass. But go slowly at first. I'll tell you when I'm ready. Then just do it how you want, as fast as you want, as hard as you want. OK?"

I knelt directly behind Sharon. I pinched the root of my shaft between my right thumb and forefinger, then edged the tip of my slimy cock up against Sharon's tight brown asshole.

"Sharon.."

"Ron, do it. Nice and slow at first."

I pushed forward and watched in fascination as the tip of my hard dick entered Sharon's anus, then fully disappeared as I pushed myself further in.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaiiieeeee," Sharon breathed quietly, causing me to pause.

"In a little bit more, Ron, slow, slow."

I pushed my pussy juice lubricated dick all the way into Sharon's stretched asshole. Then I held my position.

"OK, Ron, slowly, fuck me slowly, once I'm set, I'll tell you. Go on," Sharon instructed.

I pulled back, my cock pulsing alarmingly once on that first backstroke. Then I paused, making sure I wasn't about to prematurely ejaculate, before slowly pushing my dick back in, more pleasure rippling through my shaft on the instroke. I paused one more second, before starting to repeat slow deliberate out-and-in movements.

Sharon whimpered as I reamed her ass, but in a way I could tell wasn't in total opposition to the anal ravaging I was about to give her.

"OK, Ron, faster, go for it, I'm ready!"

I immediately started pumping Sharon's ass harder. This caused her to whine more loudly, but I upped the pace regardless, and after a dozen or so more thrusts, I knew it was time, and I held my dick deep inside Sharon's rectum as I spurted. One, two, three, four, my cock twitching uncontrollably, a five-day sex and jerkoff free flood of cum draining from my balls in unconfined ecstasy.

"AAAAAHHHHH FUCCKKK!" I roared as my orgasm swept back through me. I found I was actually shaking in reaction to its intensity.

I felt the pleasure subside, and then realized I was still absent-mindedly buried in Sharon's ass. I slowly withdrew my tender dick from Sharon's shitter, and rolled sideways back onto the bed.

Sharon twisted herself round.

"I think you liked that Ron. Am I right?" Sharon queried.

"That was amazing. Sharon, that was the best," I replied.

Sharon reached up and grabbed her cigarettes and lighter. She lit up.

"Ron, over on the dresser. See? There. Pass me that glass. I need a little drink."

I stood up and returned with a half-full glass of white wine. Sharon took the glass, then patted the bed.

"Ron, here. Next to me. Let's just relax for a little while. You are a very good lover, you know. You seem to care a lot about your partner's enjoyment. Not everyone is like that. Especially in our scene. Some people take the whole thing TOO physically. I like that you don't. Although if Louise is the same, I'm worried that James will enjoy himself too much. I can't totally shake the jealousy, not with the way we're doing things tonight. I mean apart. I guess it's an exercise in trust. I'll tell James exactly what we've done later, and he'll do the same."

Sharon took a pull on her cigarette.

"How do you feel, Ron? I suspect you and I are a like in some aspects of how we feel about all of this?"

I admitted I also couldn't shake the jealous feelings I had totally. But I thanked Sharon for taking my mind off of things.

"OK, Ron. Let's play some more. You eat pussy exquisitely. Let's 69 again."

We pleasured each other orally for what seemed like a long time. Sharon came, and eventually I shot a much smaller load into her mouth.

After we went to the bathroom, Sharon went first, we lay back on the bed. Sharon asked me to lift my arm up and she settled onto my shoulder. We both actually dozed off, and I woke up confused when the alarm buzzed.

I stood up. Sharon looked up at me drowsily.

"Ron, I really enjoyed that. Situations like these, there not always so good. So nice. Thanks. I hope we get a chance to meet again."

I walked over to the bed and kissed Sharon. Then I put on my shorts, and picked up the rest of my clothes and left the room.

Good timing!

James had also just walked out of the second bedroom. I saw the door swing shut behind him.

"Hey, Ron," James smiled as he walked towards me, dressed.

"Hi," I replied.

"I hope you had a great time. I enjoyed my time with Louise. A lot. You have a great wife, Ron."

What was the correct response to that, I wondered?

"Yeah, eh, James. I really enjoyed my time with Sharon. Thanks."

James took a few steps forward.

"Ron, I hope we can meet again. Play together, maybe you and me?"

"I'd like that, James," I replied. Honestly. I wanted to fuck James's ass. I mean I'd wanted to before. But after he'd fucked Louise, I really wanted to fuck his ass.

"OK, Ron, I better get back to Sharon. Speak in the morning? Breakfast?"

"Yes, James," I replied, "We'll speak in the morning."

Then James approached the main bedroom door and opened it. I walked to the door to the second bedroom.

I listened as the door to the main bedroom closed behind me. I pushed down on the door handle. The thing was, I found myself feeling slightly nervous as I opened the door to the 'second' bedroom, even though I knew Louise was waiting for me. Maybe it was because she was waiting for me. Anyway, I knew without doubt that she was about to give me all the gory details of her session with James. Beautiful big-dick James. I wasn't 100% looking forward to listening to that.

Maybe if James and I had had sex I'd feel less jealous. I realized that Louise's 'wife swap' scenario, exciting as the sex with Sharon had been, hadn't really turned out to be my favorite setup ever.

I swallowed then entered the bedroom. I walked in and saw that Louise was lying on the bed, naked, smoking, looking at her phone. She leant over and stubbed out her cigarette as I closed the door.

The room was significantly different to the main bedroom. I mean, the room was still very modern, but it was decorated in grays and blues, with blue/grey wooden floors, and modern looking geometric art pieces hanging on the wall to the left, and above the bed. It looked like a hotel room. In one of those boutique hotels that were so popular these days. Actually, it reminded me a little of Cara's bedroom.

The bed itself was low and black on what looked like a leather base, it sat on a plush blue/gray rug, and the ruffled bedclothes were black and gray satin. And presumably cum-stained. The bedside tables were pure 'bling'. Shiny golden curved tables, with exotic gold metal lamps on each.

While I noticed that Louise was completely naked, I also saw Louise's 'play wear' thrown on the floor. There was a ruffled black corset with garter straps. I hadn't seen that one before. And a rolled-up pair of black fishnet stockings were lying next to a pair of very high-heeled silver shoes. I couldn't remember ever seeing the shoes either, and it amazed me that Louise could even walk in them. Although I guess she didn't buy them to walk around in. She must have looked good for James.

I headed right and put my clothes down on a gold-painted dresser by the right wall, next to the door that led to what looked like a small ensuite bathroom. The light in the bathroom was on, and I could make out that the decor seemed to be gold themed as well. Even the toilet seat.

I paused as Louise looked up from her phone.

"Ron, come on," she said beckoning me over, "Bed! I want you to make love to me. But first, let's share our experiences. You want to go first, or shall I? I assume you had fun. I certainly did!"

I walked over to the bed and sat down next to Louise. She craned her neck up and I took the hint and kissed her. Louise let the kiss linger for a few moments then she leaned back.

"OK, Ron, I'll go first. Overall, well, no surprise, James is very good. I came twice. We fucked three times. You and Sharon?"

"Two fucks and a blow job," I replied, trying to sound as neutral as possible.

I was feeling jealous. As usual. I didn't think this would ever change. I wondered if I had the guts to ask Louise if we could stop. But would she then suspect my extra-marital activities? I had to think this through rationally, and now was not the time.

"One of those fucks was you putting your thing in her ass? Right? Sharon told me she wanted you to. She actually asked for my permission. Go figure."

I confirmed that I had indeed analed Sharon.

"You guys! So fucking predictable," Louise sighed, before continuing.

"Anyway, we started very slowly. James is a good kisser. Not as good as you, Ron, and I am not just saying that. You are the BEST kisser. But we took our time. I got really, really wet. So, then I sucked James's massive cock, then we fucked, first time, me on top. I couldn't wait to come. As you can imagine, James couldn't keep his hands off of my boobs. Ron, you know, these," Louise nodded her chin down to her breasts, "Well, I know how good these are. James told me Sharon's are fake, you know that I'm sure, being such the titty expert that you are. But anyway, I fucked James so good, and when I came, well, it was so fucking intense. James didn't come yet, and when I climbed off, well, and this was James's suggestion, but I gave him a titty fuck, and he spurted so hard when he came. God all over them. My neck and chin too."

Louise paused for a few seconds. She looked at her pack of cigarettes but continued talking.

"Ron, here."

Louise put her hands under her voluptuous breasts and pushed them upwards.

"Suck my nipples. See if you can taste James. I know you want to."

I looked at Louise. She smiled.

"Ron, come on. Don't be like that with me. I know you too well."

I sighed, then cupped my hands around Louise's breasts, before I leaned downwards and stuck my tongue out. Louise's right nipple stiffened as I started to lick it. I caught a slightly salty flavor, then opened my mouth and sucked more eagerly. Louise let out a soft sigh, and I realized I was beginning to get aroused myself.

I let my tongue linger a few more seconds then filled my mouth with saliva and ran it across Louise's titty flesh smearing her skin with spit as I sought out her other nipple. The crevasse between Louise's breasts tasted saltier, muskier. I lapped up the flavor with my tongue, then attached my lips firmly to Louise's other nipple. Louise dug her fingers into my shoulder as I climbed over so I was now poised over Louise's body.

I pushed my head down in between Louise's fleshy mounds, and started to lick more frantically, before I ran my tongue all the way up over Louise's collarbone, leaving a further thin film of saliva as I tongued more of the dry salty residue that James had deposited on my wife's body.

Louise started to moan as I licked her neck, this had always got her turned on. I paused a few seconds as I delicately licked Louise's chin, then we French kissed for a few seconds before Louise pushed me up.

"Soon, Ron. Down boy! Let me have a cigarette while I tell you what we did next. And I still want to hear your story."

I slipped off of Louise, who leaned to the bedside table and lit a Marlboro.

"So, James sprayed my titties. We sat and talked for a little while. You know Ron, James has fucked more than a hundred and fifty women! Anyway, I had one of these," Louise lifted her cigarette up to show me, "Then I got James good and hard again, with my mouth, and we went for round two."

I gulped as Louise continued her commentary.

"This time James was on top. He gave it to me hard. Possibly too hard, I mean his cock, well you've seen it, it's massive. I just let him get on with it, he seemed to be really into it, and then he came in my pussy."

I edged myself up on my right elbow. Louise gave me a look. I slid down the bed, and with no protests from Louise I started tonguing Louise's cunt. I don't know if it was that I really wanted to see if I could taste James, it could have been a more primordial urge to remove any trace of this invader from my wife's body.

Louise's cunt tasted strong, a concentrated sourness I associated more with early morning sex. I couldn't tell if I could taste James or not as I stretched my tongue as far as I could into Louise's slit. I withdrew my tongue after about a dozen strong licks, lightly kissed Louise's clitoris and sat back up.

"Ron, a few more minutes, OK. Then you can have your wicked way with me."

Louise took a firm drag on her cigarette, then exhaled upwards towards the ceiling.

"OK, we talked some more. We kissed, you know, just making out on the bed for a while. That was actually quite fun. Then I went to the bathroom, and after I'd peed, James came in, and we fucked in there."

Shit. I was finding this harder to listen to than I'd thought.

"He did me from behind, over the washbasin. I guess it was like that time you fucked Joanne in the bathroom at the hotel, when we were with Randall and her. It was very hot watching myself in the mirror. Anyway, I felt I was getting close, so I made James sit on the toilet, and I finished on top. Another great orgasm, honey, and James came in me again."

Louise took another drag on her Marlboro, then stubbed it out in the ashtray on the bedside table.

"OK, Ron, your turn. How was Sharon?"

I took Louise through the sex with Sharon. Louise listened semi- interestingly, asking a few questions as I described what had happened. Louise asked me to go into more detail on the anal sex. Was it as good with Sharon as it was with a guy. I hadn't expected that question. I answered, truthfully, that I wasn't sure.

"So, that was it," I said finally. I didn't mention that we'd fallen asleep for about twenty minutes at the end.

"OK, Ron. I want my man back. Now! On your back! Chop, chop! I feel like I have another orgasm in me. All this talk has got my cunny very moist."

Louise did in fact have another orgasm in her. We did it the way Louise liked, her on top. Her cum position. After a few minutes, she groaned from above as she made a final concerted downward push of her clitoris onto my pubic bone. I came a split second behind Louise, then we both fell asleep.

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We woke up around 9:30AM.

After a couple of minutes, I heard movement on the landing outside the room. There was a series of rhythmic taps of the door, then I heard Sharon.

"Guys. Breakfast in 30 minutes. I assume we'll see you guys downstairs?"

"Sure, Sharon!" Louise replied loudly, so she could be heard through the door, "We'll get ready in a minute. See you soon."

Louise took a quick shower and got herself dressed, while I took a very quick shower.

As Louise smoked a cigarette and did her make-up, I got dressed.

Louise made a final observation before we went downstairs.

"OK, Ron. I liked James. I also had a little "kissy kissy" with Sharon when we got ourselves ready, and that was pretty nice. I had a little taste of her pussy. So, I don't at all mind if you have sex with James. I'd like to invite them to our place. Maybe in a month's time? You OK with that?

I said that I'd be fine with that. Then we went downstairs.

Breakfast chat was non-specific. Thankfully, as far as I was concerned, there was no group deconstruction of the previous night's events. Louise floated the idea of the follow up meeting, which James seemed very enthusiastic about. Sharon looked at me as Louise made the suggestion. I think she was looking at me to see if I was OK with it. I felt Sharon expected me to say something, so I said that I'd like it if we met again. I wasn't sure why I said that when I thought about it later. My feelings were mixed. Maybe I actually liked it when Louise just set shit up without involving me too much.

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The drive home was uneventful.

TO BE CONTINUED