Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 102
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When we got back to our room, noticing as we left the elevator that Room 7's door light was set to red, Louise poured a large shot of vodka into her glass and lit a Marlboro. She walked into the bathroom. I poured myself a Scotch.
Louise was only two or three minutes. When she returned, I noticed she'd touched up her lips which were freshly painted a deep glossy red. She still looked great.
"OK, Ron. I think this might be a good one. I just have that feeling. I hope so. Later on, do you have anything in mind? I mean 'anyone' in mind?"
"I'm not sure Louise. Kimmie, well, she's totally hot. Jayne is also pretty sexy."
"Any 'non-performers' Ron. How about the guy who got fucked on stage and his tranny partner? I thought that she might be your type."
This really didn't come as a surprise. I'd fully expected Louise to want to party with those two.
To be fair, Zeta, the trans partner was actually pretty hot. In a tranny MILF slut kind of way. I mean, compared to Kimmie, Donatella, Jayne, Sylvia, she wasn't in their league. But giving Zeta a good ass-fucking. Yes. I could go for that. And I knew Louise would be attracted to the older Dean. Her mature thing again.
"That could work," I replied to Louise. "I'd prefer to keep that one simple though. You and Dean. Me and Zeta."
Watching Dean get his ass destroyed on stage didn't make me want to get too involved with him. And basically, Dean wasn't my type. Zeta, yeah. OK.
"So, Dean isn't your type?" Louise asked, almost reading my mind.
"No. But I guess he's your type. Your 'older guy' thing?"
"Oh, come on, Ron. I don't get upset when we play with your type. So, you shouldn't either."
Louise took a pull on her cigarette. She didn't seem too annoyed. More playful.
"And Sylvia, Ron? We could maybe get together with her. Only thing is it would probably have to be upstairs. And I'm not sure about that. Maybe just you and her if it has to be up there. I'll just watch. I don't know. Let's think about it. I don't want us splitting up though. Not tonight. Not here. OK, how much time we got?"
I looked at my watch. "Just under ten minutes," I replied.
==
We waited until 2 minutes after our appointed rendezvous time before we left our room.
There was an attractive blonde shemale, I'm pretty sure not a real girl, in a short purple and black patterned dress standing in the corridor. Fabulous body. I glanced down and noticed her green wristband.
"Oh, hi! Couple 2 I zink, yes?" they asked in heavily accented English. The voice was a touch less masculine than Sylvia's.
"Hi, yes," Louise replied.
"I am 'party advisor' Karina," the attractive shemale spoke back. "You need somezink? I help?"
"No, it's OK," Louise replied.
"Harasho. I go office. You need anyzink, I be zer."
The accent was definitely Eastern European. Russian?
Karina smiled and walked past us before entering the door at the end of the corridor.
We headed to the door to Room 7. The availability light above the door was now set to amber. Louise looked at me and, taking the hint, I knocked.
After a few seconds, Irene answered.
"Hi! Come on in!"
We entered the room. Irene signaled for us to sit down. There was only really the bed. The chair at the dresser was covered in clothes. We sat down on the bed.
"Andy will just be two more minutes. Let's have a drink."
I noticed that Irene had changed outfits. Well, maybe she'd just got undressed. She was wearing a transparent, teal-colored lacy bra and panties set, with dark green high heeled sandals.
"Champagne?" Irene asked stubbing out a cigarette she'd left lying in an ashtray on the dresser.
Louise and I both said 'Yes'. Irene handed us a glass each.
"So, guys, what we're about to do. I generally just go with the flow. Is that OK? See what happens, what develops?"
"Sure, that's fine, it's not like we have to work to a script or anything. Spontaneous is good," Louise replied cheerfully.
"OK, how about you guys get undressed. Andy, I mean 'Andrina', will be a couple more minutes," Irene smiled.
I glanced at the bathroom door, which was tightly closed.
"OK," I said, taking the lead, standing up and starting to take my clothes off. I was feeling in the mood. The Champagne was helping. And I found myself looking forward to this foursome more than I had been a few minutes earlier.
As I looked more closely, it seemed to me that Irene definitely looked her age. But she also looked MILF pornstar trampy hot. The kind usually ended up with a foot-long black cock stuffed up her ass. I hoped she liked anal. She was slim, but there were faint light vertical marks running down her tanned waist. But the fake tits, even though they were very obviously fake, well, they were pretty impressive.
Louise stood up next to me after a few seconds. She put her Champagne glass down and undressed. It didn't take her long. She had nothing on under her skimpy dress. I noticed that Louise had shaved her pussy. I wondered when she'd done that. It must have been this morning.
Irene unhooked her bra, exposing her very big fake tits. Hats off to her plastic surgeon. Then she slipped off her shoes and panties. I was greeted by another clean-shaven pussy. Quite pronounced crinkly pussy lips were visible below the small bulge of her curved mound.
Before Louise was ready to sit back down, Irene took a few steps closer towards us and placed her hands under Louise's voluptuous breasts.
"God, Louise. These are awesome!"
Irene leant down and started sucking on Louise's left breast. I watched as she worked on Louise's nipple with her mouth open slightly, her tongue visibly swirling around Louise's areolae in deliberate circular motions.
Louise soon closed her eyes. She was enjoying this. I was enjoying this. And I was getting harder by the second.
Irene suddenly stopped sucking on Louise's titty. She moved her face up close to Louise's and started kissing Louise passionately. My cock was getting even harder. After about a minute of French kissing the girls broke their embrace.
Irene smiled at me, then walked to the bathroom door. She opened it and poked her head in.
"Andy baby, are you nearly ready?"
I heard a mumbled response.
"Your makeup looks fine, come on. Hair? It's perfect! OK, two minutes, OK? Hurry up!"
Irene closed the door and walked over to the dresser before lighting another cigarette. She offered Louise one. Louise accepted and Irene lit it for her using a thin golden lighter.
"Ron?" Irene prompted.
"No. Thanks. I don't smoke."
Irene put her cigarette in the ashtray on the dresser and walked over to me. She poured some Champagne into my glass. Then she gently reached down and felt my cock and balls.
"Hhhhhmm. Nice. I am going to enjoy this."
Irene topped Louise up and then went back to the dresser where she picked her lit cigarette up and continued smoking.
There was a loud click as the bathroom door opened. I turned to my left.
Oh, my fucking word! Andy! Wow!
Andy, or Andrina, walked into the bedroom and took the cigarette from Irene's fingers. Andy took a deep pull then handed the red lipstick smeared white stick back to Irene.
"What do you think, guys?" Irene asked, "Do you like Andrina?"
Louise replied with an enthusiastic 'Yes!". I couldn't speak.
Like? Like didn't even begin to cover it. Holy fuck!
Andrina had a longish strawberry-blonde-on-bleach-blonde layered wig on, thick and fashionably messy, which framed an exquisite feminine face. Their thickly lined beautiful blue eyes were shaded in light brown and dark gold. Perfectly painted full lips colored a shiny reddish orange matched Andy's sensually tinted eyes.
Facially, Andrina was fucking stunning. There was no other word for it. I'd say they actually gave Kimmie a run for their money.
Andy was a hot fuckable twink. Andrina was an even hotter totally fuckable TV.
As for clothes, well Andrina didn't have a lot on. The bottom half of Andrina's arms were encased in long shiny gold gloves, which matched a tight crop top boob-tube thing which covered Andrina's flat chest. A tight shiny pair of golden stockings which were covered in a print of ancient Egyptian motifs; hieroglyphs, Sphinxes, pyramids and the like, encased Andrina's feminine legs. And a pair of black and gold high-heeled platform shoes added at least another three inches to Andrina in height.
No panties. I looked down at Andrina's exposed groin area and saw a perfect smoothly shaved cock and balls. Andrina was uncut, and his cock looked about 6-inches in its semi-hard state.
It looked fucking delicious. I wanted so much to suck it.
"So, guys," Irene said as she stubbed out her cigarette. "How about we all get on the bed and see what happens? We all good with that?"
"I am," Louise replied. "Ron? You ready?"
"Sure," I replied.
Andrina stepped over to the bed and sat down near the top half. The bed was big. The four of us would have no issues fucking on it, put it that way.
Louise walked over to the dresser and put her cigarette out. She came back and took my glass, returning to put our glasses also on the dresser. Then she sat down on the corner of the bed, just down from Andrina. I sat down on the other side across from Andrina as Irene walked over and joined me.
Louise smiled at Irene, then turned to me.
"So. We good? Ron?"
I looked back at Louise.
"I suppose so," I smiled in return.
I turned to face Andrina as they slid a few inches over the bed towards me. Before I could react, Andrina gently pushed their face towards me and softly put their lips on mine. I opened my mouth as Andrina tentatively slipped his tongue into my mouth. I probed back with my own and soon we were feverishly French-kissing.
I felt Louise and Irene clinch next to me and listened to the sensuous sounds of them kissing. I thought my cock was going to explode there and then.
After maybe a minute, we swapped partners. Irene pushed my back down on the bed and straddled me, violently forcing her tongue in my mouth. As we kissed, she was starting to softly moan. Suddenly, and without any effort on my part, my cock was sucked into Irene's soaking wet snatch.
I breathed out a surprised 'Ah!", then Irene started to move her abdomen up and down, starting to milk my hard cock.
I felt Andrina and Louise rearrange themselves and looked on as Andrina pushed himself up on his shiny golden wrapped forearms before he unceremoniously penetrated Louise missionary style.
I suddenly felt my face jerked away from Louise and Andy. Irene had grabbed my chin. She once again started eating my tongue. This was actually better than I expected, and I had to remind myself to try and not cum in Irene's pussy.
Andrina was even noisier than Irene. He was panting high pitched 'Ow!' type noises on each hard thrust into Louise's cunt. Louise wasn't making much noise so far. I wondered if she was facing another disappointing fuck to open a night at Xochi. Andrina wasn't delicate, but I knew Louise didn't always react to what would be traditionally referred to as a 'Good hard fucking'. I knew from experience that she preferred a more subtle and varied love-making style. Something more imaginative.
Irene kept on fucking me like a wild animal on heat and it wasn't too much of a surprise when I felt her thighs tremble spasmodically before she let out a loud wail of almost agonized ecstasy.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah! AAAARR, FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!"
I wasn't in the zone yet myself, and I was glad that Irene was a quick- cummer. I knew what I wanted. And what I wanted was to cum in Andrina's tight ass.
Fuck my wife? I'm fucking you.
As Irene's orgasm subsided, she lay her head on my shoulder. I just really wanted her to get off of me. I wanted to join in with Louise and Andrina. The way Andrina was fucking Louise, I saw plenty of opportunities for me to get involved.
I tried to raise myself up, and thankfully Irene took the hint. She kissed me once more, then got up, my cock slipping easily out of her loose wet snatch.
"After that, I need a smoke," Irene said as she walked over to the dresser.
Andrina looked over at me, still pumping Louise but now making a lot less noise. I adjusted my position, moving up and onto my knees, then put a hand on Andrina's shoulder. I then directed him towards my hard slimy cock.
"Suck it," I commanded.
Andrina wasted no time bending over and starting to suck on my aching pole. Shit, the little fucker was good. At first, he was having trouble focusing on both Louis's cunt and my stiff dick at the same time, but he soon got back into a rhythm.
Irene walked back to the bed, cigarette in hand, and sat down beside me, just behind me. She leaned her smoky mouth onto my neck and started to caress me, alternating between slow licks, kisses, and gentle bites. I couldn't suppress a moan. I was now really enjoying this.
Soon, Andrina pulled his head back and my wet dick was expelled from his mouth.
Suddenly, his facial expression changed, and squeezing his eyes together, he started to emit loud sounds, like a weird high pitch mewling. His mouth suddenly opened wide, before he gasped a loud "SHIT! I'm coming! OWWWWWW!".
Andrina went rigid as he filled my wife's slit with his young cum. I wondered if Andrina was a heavy cummer. I hoped he was. I wanted a taste.
Andrina paused then quickly pulled out of Louise's cunt. Then he fidgeted backwards, and stood up. Before they could leave the end of the bed, I reached over and gripped him on his right ass-cheek, digging my fingers into his firm ass flesh and pulling him towards me. I leaned down and in, before starting to suck on his beautiful she-boy dick, fully enjoying that heady mix of Louise's and his sex. I made sure I got every last drop of that delicious love cocktail from his dick before I slowly pulled my head back.
"I have to go to the bathroom," Andrina said looking down at me before walking into the bathroom, leaving the door open.
Irene handed Louise her half-smoked cigarette then set herself between Louise's legs. She pushed her face down and started aggressively tonguing Louise's cunt. Louise seemed to be enjoying this more than her shafting from Andrina. She started to take short sharp pulls on her cigarette and started to moan.
I watched Irene comprehensively working Louise's shaved pussy with her tongue, only slightly distracted by the sound of Andrina pissing in the adjacent bathroom.
The toilet flushed, there was the sound of running water, then Andrina walked back into the room. I noticed his make-up had been re-touched. He lit a cigarette.
As Irene continued tonguing Louise's cunt, I decided that now was the time for me to take control. I got up and walked over to Andrina who was standing by the dresser. I said nothing as I pulled him towards me, kissing him, forcefully. I then pulled my head back, and turned Andrina round, pushing him over the dresser.
"Eh, Ron, I'm smoking a cigarette," Andrina protested.
I didn't give a shit.
I simply maintained a concentrated silence, making my move. I lined my still wet cock up at the entrance to Andrina's asshole. I felt Andrina's body loosen, all signs of resistance now gone. Then I firmly pushed my cock into his shitter, sliding all the way in, until I was ball-deep in Andy's tight poop-tube.
"Ow! Ron! Wait, one second. Let me relax! OK, now, fuck me you horny bastard! FUCK ME!" Andrina demanded.
I didn't need telling twice. I started thrusting in and out of Andrina's VERY tight asshole, deciding that with so much other choice tonight, it was probably better that I came quickly.
It didn't take me long, maybe only 15, 20 luxurious stabbing prods into Andrina's anus with my rock-hard penis, before the tingly itch built up and eventually overcame me. As I came, I let out an uncontrollable growl, before filling Andrina's perfect young ass with what felt like a very big load.
I took a few seconds to cool down, then withdrew my cock from Andrina's gaping ass. I was suddenly bumped from my right side as Irene moved in more closely.
"God, Andy, hold still! Let me get some pictures of that."
Irene then snapped about half a dozen pictures on her phone of her young partner's he-pussy as my cum started to trickle out of his much-widened anal orifice.
I looked over at Louise, who had by now lit another cigarette.
"Ron, let's get ready after I finish this. I'd quite like to see the show with Lolita and Gaby. Is that OK? We can catch some of it if we're not too slow."
I turned and said, "Sure, OK."
I didn't really want to hang around. Especially as it seemed Louise had had another bad start to a night at Xochi.
Louise stood up and went to the bathroom. She closed the door.
Irene turned in my direction, kneeling down before she meticulously sucked my cock clean.
Irene then stood up and went to the minibar. Andrina looked over at me.
"You're good, Ron. I'd like to do that again sometime. I'll give you my card, one minute."
Irene looked at me like she'd been caught out.
"Yeah, yah got me! I hired Andy for the night. It's an Agency that me and a few friends use. I couldn't come on my own, and none of my sex-friends wanted to come with me tonight. They're not as much into the trans scene as I am."
Louise walked back into the bedroom, then squeezed back into her dress. It took me a little longer to get dressed, but eventually we said our goodbyes.
"Maybe we'll bump into each other later" Irene said, as Louise and I left the room.
==
When we got back into the room, Louise poured us a drink.
"Well?" I asked Louise, "No good?"
"Not terrible, no, but not great either. To be fair, Irene knows how to eat pussy. Andy? He was a pretty crap fuck. He's probably much better at taking a cock than giving it."
"He's an escort," I mentioned casually.
"Oh? Well, that's a surprise," Louise replied.
"He gave me his business card," I told Louise.
"Throw it in the trash," Louise replied.
I took a sip of my drink. I was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol slightly. Nothing crazy, but I was feeling much less inhibited. Like I wouldn't mind fucking a 'performer' upstairs if the chance arose.
"So, what's next?" I asked.
"Let's go back upstairs. I need, well, you know what I need. Ron, let me choose next, OK?"
I was too much of a gentleman to point out to Louise that it wasn't me that had chosen Irena and Andy.
"OK, let's do it," I said, in response, "You ready now?"
Louise nodded and we got ready to leave the room.
TO BE CONTINUED