Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 105

Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends

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The weeks that followed the Xochi cock-feast were quiet for Louise and me. In a sexual adventures sense, I mean. Although it seemed that we were going to be busy the following month.

Louise and I dissected the events at Xochi as we lay in bed a few days afterwards. I cringed in embarrassment as I watched the video of me sucking Zeta's cock. Zeta looked less attractive on camera than he/she had seemed that night in our room.

Louise loved it, however. I saw that Louise had all of our 'sex tapes' saved in the cloud in a private folder. Called 'Sex', Jeez! Subtle, Louise, subtle.

"I think it looks so hot, Ron," Louise laughed. "And I think it's time that I starred in another home movie! Sooooohh. Take my phone now, and film me sucking your delicious dick!"

I then shot an amateurish PoV type movie of Louise sucking my dick, which Louise watched back and then uploaded to our 'Sex' folder. The highlight for me was Louise sticking her cum covered tongue out at the camera after I climaxed before pushing her breasts up and sensually dribbling my watery milk onto her stiff nipples.

Like I said, there wasn't much doing the next couple weeks. Louise had set up a date with Donnie for a Saturday night three weeks out. Donnie was still not answering texts from my burner.

The week following that, we had plans to head down to Smithtown to meet with John and Maxine.

And Louise had also tried to set something up with Dean and Zeta but evidently they had a busy schedule, so there would be nothing doing there for at least six weeks. I wondered if Zeta was just giving Louise excuses not to meet, but Louise seemed to think it wasn't that.

"They're keen, Ron. I know they are. I saw how Dean looked at me."

Louise having the hots for that old bastard bothered me. Bothered me a lot, actually. But I felt he was more gay than Louise realized. And maybe this was one time where Louise wasn't someone's 'type'.

In fact, if it wasn't for a chance meeting, not a lot would have happened during that two week period.

It wasn't that Louise and I weren't having sex. We were. Pretty much every other night. But lately I had found myself less turned on with just Louise and me in bed. It had kind of crept up on me slowly. But it had got me somehow. I wondered if Louise felt the same. But I didn't have the guts to ask her.

Louise was spending Friday and most of Saturday with the boys at her dad's place. He had a waterfront condo over in Massachusetts he often used at weekends. She'd given me instructions to make sure I fixed some broken boards on the deck out back before she got home, and before the 'weather changed'.

I stopped off at Home Depot after work Friday night and bought a new claw hammer, some wood screws and exterior wood filler. Other stuff I needed was already in my toolbox at home.

As I put my purchases in the car, I felt an approach from my left.

I turned. It was Donna.

"Hi, Ron. How's things?"

"Oh. Eh, hi Donna! Good. You?"

"Oh, you know," Donna replied. "Frank's still being a dick after our break- up."

"Ah," I replied. I realized I hadn't seen Frank in ages.

I quickly tried to remember Donna's new guy's name. Shit!

"And how's, .., eh.."

"Chris? He's OK. He's down in Delaware. On business. He flies back tomorrow morning."

There was a short pause.

"Anyway, Ron, I was just over at the photoshop. Needed one of these."

I looked at a small box in Donna's hand. It was a mini tripod for a digital camera.

"It's basic, but it'll work. My old one broke. Well, Frank would always insist on buying cheap shit," Donna continued.

There was a pause. I noticed that Donna had glammed herself up, make-up wise. Her hair was also immaculate. Did she always do this before going shopping, I wondered.

"So, Ron, what about you? What you up to this Friday night?"

"Needed some supplies," I answered, "Deck repairs. Louise's orders, before she gets back from her dad's tomorrow night."

I instantly realized I'd given Donna an opening. What with both Louise and Chris being out of town. The thing was, I didn't really know if I'd just let it slip accidentally, or if subconsciously I actually wanted to fuck Donna.

"Ah, OK, Ron. You know I had to buy this tripod because I'm doing a 'casting'. A little informal get-together with a girl contacted me online about working with me. You know what a 'casting' is Ron, right?"

"Eh, .. I think so," I replied. I'd seen a good few fake 'casting' pornos before. These things really fucking happened?

"Anyway, Ron, can I ask you a favor?"

Oh-oh, I thought, here it comes. I wondered in advance if I'd say 'Yes' or 'No'. Knowing full well I'd say 'Yes'.

"The whole thing usually takes around thirty minutes, maybe longer if I do some shots on a Timer. That's why I needed the tripod. Anyway, would you like to help?"

I took a deep breath.

"It's not unusual, Ron. Chris usually helps. The girl won't freak or anything. At least I don't think she will."

I didn't reply for a few seconds.

"Ron, sometimes with a new girl we also do stuff off camera. That's usually where Chris comes in. Not everybody is comfortable sucking a cock on camera at first. And, well, .. How about it? You'll be doing me a favor. It's better if a guy is there. Chris had to go out of town suddenly. Really. Can you help me out? And I'm sure it'll be fun."

Again, I was silent.

"And I've missed you, Ron. I was so fucking jealous of that bitch Wanda. And by the way, it's not Wanda who we're casting, it's not anybody you know. Although I will be doing a shoot with that bitch next month."

"OK, Donna," I replied, "But Louise.."

"I know, Ron, I know. My lips are sealed. Wait five minutes, then drive to my place. I'll see you there."

What was I getting myself into?

==

I waited ten minutes. At one stage on the drive, I hit a point where I could just NOT take a right turn towards Donna's place and simply drive straight home. Still, I took the right turn. A few minutes later, I was ringing Donna's doorbell.

Donna smiled and let me in. In the parking lot earlier she'd been wearing an overcoat. Now I could see that she'd dressed for the occasion.

Donna was wearing a low-cut white cotton tank-top exposing a hint of pink brassiere and a LOT of plump cleavage. Donna's bare arms looked newly inked. I guess she was really into tattoos now. A tropical plant / flower design now covered her entire upper left arm. There was a jeweled skull motif just below Donna's right shoulder. She also had on a tight short white skirt and was wearing pink heels.

I often say this, but for a BBW MILF, Donna was top notch.

We walked through to the living area.

"OK, Ron. Loretta, and that's her real name, I have to get a legal disclaimer and proof of age, is in the Uber and she'll be here in ten minutes. Drink?"

I declined. Donna lit a cigarette and headed to the kitchen. I looked around.

Two couches were facing each other, which I was pretty sure wasn't the normal living room arrangement. There was a small trolley type desk on wheels to the right side, and there were three digital cameras on it, including one mounted on the tripod Donna had just bought. I saw that one of the couches had a white sheet tacked to the wall behind it. And there was one of these circular light things on a stand to my left. The kind that Tik-Tok-ers used.

Donna returned with 'Something and Coke' in a glass with ice. She took a deep sip before continuing.

"OK, Ron. This is going to be really easy. I'll introduce you as a business associate and ask Loretta some questions. I mean relevant questions, relevant to a wannabe porn actress. Please don't ask Loretta any questions, unless she speaks directly to you. I'll take some photos. Then I'll ask you to take some photos of Loretta and me. If anything develops, and I assume because you're here you are more than happy to participate, then it develops. And before you say anything, I won't film anything where you can be seen, and after we're done, we'll go through all the pictures before you go home, and you can delete any you might accidentally appear in. OK?"

"Yes, sounds OK, Donna," I replied.

"And Ron, before you go home, I hope you can, you know? Chris is a great guy, but he's not you."

I actually started to blush, but before I could get too embarrassed the doorbell rang.

"OK, Ron, take a seat."

I sat down on the left of the couch facing the wall. I glanced over to a table to my left and noticed a pile of female clothes. Some of it was lingerie.

I soon heard women's voices and a giggle, then footsteps, then Donna entered the room behind me accompanied by Loretta.

Donna led Loretta to the couch opposite and asked her to sit down. Loretta looked over at me separately and flashed me a nervous smile.

Loretta?

Well, not strictly my type. But quite pretty. She had long dark hair, parted in the middle, and a not too made-up face. In many ways attractive, but possibly not top of the class. Loretta took off a brown leather jacket and put it on the arm of the couch. She was wearing a tight cotton long- sleeve top, light brown, highlighting her small but nicely shaped tits, and a VERY tight pair of black jeans, tucked into a pair of light-brown suede boots. She had great legs. I imagined she had a very nice tight ass too. I hadn't gotten a great look at it before she sat down.

Loretta, who looked around nineteen, but had to be twenty-one based on what Donna had said about documentation, was the type of girl that if she came onto you at a party in college, you'd definitely fuck her. And you'd probably fuck her again a few times. But she was probably not long-term girlfriend material.

"OK, Loretta, this is Robert," Donna said, "He works with me. Administration mainly, and sometimes assists with movie shoots."

I liked that Donna hadn't given up my real name.

"I got all of your paperwork, so we're good in that department. Your ID checked out. Robert's lodged it with our legal people. And tonight, whether you're successful or not, on completion of the audition, I'll transfer one- hundred dollars to the account you gave me. And of course the Ubers are on my account. Anyway, before we start. Drink? Anything?"

"Eh, yes," Loretta replied, "I wouldn't mind a drink."

"What would you like, hun?"

"Eh, do you have a wine cooler?"

"Ah. Robert. There's a bottle of wine in the refrigerator, and some soda. I also have limes. Can you mix us a drink please?"

I took Donna's glass from her outstretched hand. As I stood up and headed to the kitchen, a room I knew well, I heard Loretta ask Donna if she could smoke. Donna confirmed that it was OK.

"OK, Loretta, before Robert gets our drinks, can I just take a couple of pictures now, please. That's OK? Great!"

I heard Donna get up.

"That's it, Loretta. You do look so natural. That's a big bonus. We have a lot of older/younger scenarios we shoot. You might have seen some on the website. In the planning stages right now, we have a High School scene we're developing. I'm the teacher. We need two 'students', a girl and a boy. That one looks like it might suit someone of your type."

I made the drinks as quickly as I could and walked back into the living room. I handed Loretta hers first. She took the glass and smiled at me. Then I sat down next to Donna and handed her her drink.

"OK, Loretta. Ah, Robert, give Loretta an ashtray, there, on the table."

I got the ashtray and placed it on the couch next to Loretta. Once again, she smiled at me.

"So, Loretta. Let's get down to business. I have a lot of professional pride. I like to maintain high standards, and I never film with someone who doesn't really want to do this kind of thing. Even amateurs. Plus, the sponsors won't let me publish a movie on the website if it's not good enough. A bad actor can waste a lot of my time and money. You probably know that I started home-made, and I got good at this because people who watch movies like the ones I make, they really like to see the actors enjoying themselves. So, they don't think the people are acting. They can imagine themselves in the movie. Anyway. First question. Why do you want to do this?"

Loretta took a pull on her cigarette and flicked some ash in the ashtray before answering.

"Well, if I'm being honest, the money's a big part. I mean, where else can I make five-hundred bucks for an afternoon's work?"

"You could try hooking? With your looks, and at your age, you'd have older guys banging your door down. You could do a grand a day, easy. Two hundred a pop."

"Oh no! I don't want to be a prostitute!"

"Loretta, there's not a lot of difference with what we do, you know? Well, there is, but there isn't. Many hookers never ever shoot a porno for example. Bear that in mind. And I guess some porn actresses aren't hookers. I guess it all comes down to semantics at the end of the day."

Loretta stayed quiet.

"Loretta, you've seen a lot of my movies, right? You contacted me through my website."

"Yes, I've watched lots of them. All of them. Me and my ex-boyfriend Greg are big fans."

"OK, interesting. This next part, I am going to ask you simple yes/no type questions. I'll say something, and if you like it, you say, 'Like' and if you don't like it, you say 'Don't like'. If there's anything you're not sure about, or haven't done it, just say. OK?"

"OK," Loretta confirmed.

"Right, let's start with some easy ones. Sucking cock?"

"Like."

"Being fucked doggystyle?"

"Like."

"Having your pussy eaten?"

"Like."

"Eating pussy?"

"Like." I detected a slight hesitation on this one.

"Having your asshole licked?"

"Like."

"Licking a guy's asshole?"

"Like."

"Pegging?"

"Pegging?"

"Ah, you know, doing a guy's ass with a Strap-on?"

"I haven't done it. But, like."

"Dildo-ing another girls pussy?"

"Like."

"Having your pussy dildo-ed by another girl?"

"Like."

"Transsexuals?"

"Ah, what? I don't think I've done anything like that."

"Do you like Transexuals? Chicks-with-dicks?"

"Eh. Yeah. Like."

"Big black cocks?"

"Eh. I haven't slept with any black guys."

"But you'd like to?"

"Yes. I mean, like."

"Threesomes?"

"Like."

"Two or more guys fucking you?"

"Like."

"Anal?"

"Like."

"Double penetration?"

"Never tried. Like, I guess."

Donna paused to light a cigarette as Loretta stubbed hers out.

"Loretta, you and your boyfriend. You ever shoot home movies? You know? Sexual ones?"

"Eh.. yes."

"OK, Loretta, thanks. That's all good. I never ever shoot a movie where people are made to do stuff they don't like. Even the mild-dom stuff, it's all totally consensual."

"Thanks," Loretta replied.

"OK, Loretta, this next part, I need you to strip. Undress. OK?"

"Sure," Loretta said, standing up.

She seemed a little more confident now.

"This is all covered by the disclaimer. And I'll have us sign another form when we're done," Donna said as Loretta pulled her top over her head.

Loretta's trim upper body was now exposed. She had on a beige bra. I also noticed a small cherry tattoo, just above Loretta's waistline. She sat back down and slipped off her loose suede boots, then unbuttoned her tight black jeans peeling them off carefully.

Finally, Loretta stood up and unhooked her brassiere and slipped her matching panties off.

Loretta looked good. Although her tits were small, they were nicely rounded and perfectly formed. Her pussy was trimmed, not totally shaved, which I liked.

"OK, Loretta, I'm going to take some pictures," Donna said as she took a few steps over to the other couch.

"OK, yes, good. Turn to the side. OK, push your titties up, nice. OK, sit down. You do 'natural', well, you do it 'very naturally'. Nice. OK, lean back. Spread your legs, that's it. OK, now, can you tease your pussy lips apart. Yes, that's it. Push down on your clit. Yes. That's it."

Donna took a few steps back.

"OK, Loretta, thanks. Robert, take this," Donna said, handing me the camera. "Robert, get the bigger camera, yeah the one not on the tripod. It's set to shoot video."

I went to the small desk and retrieved the video camera. "OK, here!" Donna leaned back and touched the screen. "Robert," I was very impressed by Donna sticking with my fake name, by the way, "Just point and shoot, it's on. Press 'rec', then when I tell you, press 'pause'. OK?"

So, Donna wanted me to film. I hadn't really expected that. I guess I should have. She'd mentioned me taking some pictures.

Donna leaned down in front of Loretta and pushed Loretta's thighs up. Loretta looked at me as Donna got ready. A look. Like she wanted my cock. I just felt it.

Donna leaned down and started tonguing Loretta's pussy. Loretta reacted and started to look as if she was genuinely enjoying herself.

My amateur camera work was pretty shit, I thought, but I didn't expect the whole screen-test needed to be super professional.

My cock started to stiffen as Loretta squeezed her small button nipples between her fingers and thumbs and she started to look more and more aroused.

Donna suddenly stood up.

"Robert, press pause!"

I looked down and hit the pause button.

"OK, let me get ready."

"Donna stripped off her tank top, then unfastened her pink bra allowing her voluptuous titties to bounce free.

"OK, Loretta, I forgot to ask. You OK sucking on another girl's titties?"

"Like," Loretta replied with a mischievous grin, giggling.

"OK, Ron, action!"

I pressed record as Loretta wrapped her petite hands around Donna's left breast and started to lick. After some slow strokes with her tongue, she fully suckled on Donna's massive nipple. My cock felt like it was straining to get out.

After maybe a minute, Donna once again issued a 'Pause' command.

"OK, just a couple more." Donna moved to the side of the room and totally disrobed.

"Loretta, so far so good," Donna said encouragingly. "Now let's see how YOU eat pussy."

Donna made Loretta stand up, then took her place on the couch. She spread her legs wide.

"OK, Loretta, all yours! Robert, shoot this one close up."

Loretta pushed her head down and extended her tongue, then went to work on Donna's glistening clitoris. I got as close as I could and got Loretta's face in close-up as Donna grabbed Loretta's head and pushed her face in deeper.

The cunnilingus went on for longer than I felt was necessary, so Donna was clearly enjoying this. Eventually Donna panted a 'Pause!'

"OK, Loretta. This last part. We can shoot some stills. We won't do video. But I need to see how you handle a cock. Are you OK with this?"

Loretta paused. "Am I doing OK? Will I.."

"Loretta, hun. Everything's been good so far. But I can't take this any further if I don't know how you handle a cock. Sorry, hun."

"OK, Loretta said," glancing over at me.

"Robert, strip! Let's get this done."

I didn't really know what to expect. A blowjob, most likely.

I put the camera back down on the small table and undressed. Donna walked past me and smiled before cupping my tight balls in her hands.

"Pity, Robert. I was looking forward to getting you hard, but you're all the way there already."

Donna picked up the camera she'd used to shoot the initial picture set.

"OK, Loretta, first, kneel down in front of Robert. I want you to suck his dick, nice and slow. Look like you're hungry. Look like you are desperate for a cock. OK, let's go!"

Loretta knelt in front of me. Then she opened her mouth wide and tentatively wrapped her lips around my cock. Damn! This was fucking good.

I heard the computer-generated whirr-clicks as Donna shot more pictures. From time to time, Loretta would hold her position with just the tip of my cock in her mouth, and Donna would react with a 'Great, that's it' comment. A couple of times, Loretta took my dick out of her mouth and turned to Donna, holding a pose so Donna could get a good shot. I noticed that Loretta had the name 'Greg' tattooed in flowing letters on her left inner arm. I wondered what Greg would think if he could see Loretta now.

"OK, stop, that's it!" Donna said.

Fuck. No it wasn't! I was fucking halfway to shooting my load. Jesus!

"OK, Loretta. We can finish now if you'd like. Robert can get the forms, and you can go. I'll be in touch. Or we can finish this off properly. Robert here is a great fuck. Will we get the forms, or will we go to bed first? I think you're pretty turned on, no?"

"Eh, Donna, eh, yes. Fuck it. Yes!"

"Good decision, Loretta. It's always better if I have 'previous' with a new actress. Welcome to the team!"

==

The fuck was good. Donna was totally in charge, however.

It started with me on top of Donna, with Loretta squatted over her face, me pumping Donna's cunt while slowly kissing Loretta's beautiful young lips as Donna ate Loretta's tight young cunt.

Donna then got Loretta to 69 with her, the much bigger Donna underneath, and I took the opportunity to shaft Loretta from behind, her tight love chute making it very difficult for me to resist the urge to cum.

I didn't last long, and I groaned as I came powerfully in Loretta's cunt.

Donna then tongue-fucked Loretta to what looked like a genuine orgasm.

Afterwards, Donna got Loretta to sign some paperwork and ordered her an Uber. I too made as if I was getting ready to go.

"Robert, hang on! We have to check out the shots. See which ones will be entered in Loretta's portfolio. One thing Loretta, have a think about a stage name. It's unusual for actresses like us to use our own names. Let's meet for a coffee during the week. OK? I'll email you."

Loretta then left, and Donna rejoined me in bed. I felt it was useless to resist and I found that I actually wanted to fuck Donna. We went through the pictures and the videos. There was nothing there to identify me, but I was still uncomfortable.

"Ron, let's keep those two. I'll kill the rest. OK?"

Donna pointed to a picture where Loretta had my dick in her hand and was turned to the camera smiling, guiltily, like a naughty schoolgirl. And another where my shaft was deep in Loretta's mouth and my cock head could be seen bulging out of Loretta's left cheek.

"I'll delete the others. No way even Louise could tell it was you anyway. OK?"

"OK," I replied.

Donna put the camera down and then climbed on top of me, kissing me passionately. I responded in kind.

As Donna paused, I got my dick in position and slid it up and into Donna's still juicy pussy. I started a slow rhythmic pumping which immediately got Donna going.

"Fuck, Ron. Ron, sorry, I have to! I can't hide it anymore. Ron! I love you!"

FUCK-ING-HELL!

TO BE CONTINUED