Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 148
Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends
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In mid-June, Louise spent a weekend away at her mom's summer retreat. Her, her mom and the boys. I offered to drive up for a day, Saturday, work was hectic, and I had an early start Monday, so needed to be home Sunday, but Louise told me not to bother.
So, when Louise left me on one Friday afternoon, I was working home office, she gave me a look, and told me, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
After work, I decided to drive to the Mall. The one where Cara's jewelry store was.
The thing was, I wanted to see Cara. Maybe more. Hopefully more. But when I got to the store there were maybe eight people in there, drinking wine, nibbling on these little snack things, and the door was locked.
There was a notice taped to the window about a 'New season jewelry launch party'.
I caught a glimpse of Cara, who looked good, she'd dyed her hair orange, and her Asian girl assistant. Was it Sandy? I'd forgotten her name. But before I could be seen by either of them, I turned around and went upstairs and bought a pair of sneakers.
When I was leaving the mall on my way to the parking lot, I practically bumped into Shawna.
"Oh, wow! Hi, Shawna, long time no see. You look great!" I said as we both stared at each other, wide-eyed.
"Hi, Ron. Yes, it's been a while. You been shopping?" Shawna replied confidently.
"Yeah, the usual. Buying, well, you know," I said, holding up my Foot Locker bag. "You?"
"Just window shopping, mainly. I bought some accessories."
I saw Shawna was holding a small paper bag.
I inhaled.
"Eh.. I'm at a loose end tonight. Louise is actually away for the weekend. Eh.. would you like to go for a drink? A coffee? We could have a chat?" I asked hopefully.
"OK, Ron. But not here. Can we go somewhere more private? I was about to get an Uber. And, it would be like, one drink, then you take me home. OK? I'm back staying at my mom and dad's."
"Yeah, I heard. OK, let's go. I'll drive. I know a place."
==
I took Shawna to a bar I sometimes used if we were playing softball over at Gedney Field. I didn't think, correctly, that anyone would know us over that way.
We had two drinks, and talked, while Shawna mainly explained her break up with Jon.
"Jon was too demanding. In every way. Not just that way. I don't mean it like that. And I also couldn't handle how he let Joanne run our lives. We'd never go out with other people, always Joanne and Evan. I hardly saw any of my friends. And if Joanne and Evan suggested anything, anything, from going dancing, to, I don't know, eating weird Mongolian food, Jon would just go along with it.
"New Year sealed it for me. Joanne wanted to fuck Jon, she was really drunk, and she wanted Evan to fuck me. Evan was keen. I didn't want to. Jon insisted. Made a big deal about it. In front of other people. I mean this bullshit was going on right there in front of everybody. So, I told Jon we were done, and went home. I'd been thinking about leaving him for a while. So, I got my dad to help me collect my stuff the next day when Jon was sleeping off his hangover. And since then, I've been single. Well, a few casual things. I'm not a nun. You know that."
==
As we were about to leave, I made my move.
"Shawna, you know I have feelings for you."
"Ron, no, sorry. Drive me home, Ron. My home I mean. I can't be with you tonight. It's like I told you. Nothing will happen between me and you while you are still with Louise. Fuck, why does everyone think I'm a stupid little slut who'll just jump into bed with them?"
"No, Shawna. Sorry, no. It's not like that."
"Ron, there was a time. I was crazy for you. I suppose I still like you. But I do not want anything like I had with Jon, with you. You and Louise probably still do all that freaky shit. I'm not saying that it wasn't fun. But where I am in my life right now. I don't need it. I don't want it. And although a casual fling appeals to me a little, we have too much history for it to be just that. I'm not going to fuck you tonight, much as I'd like to, and then you never call me again."
"Shawna, It wouldn't.."
"Ron, please?"
I realized I had to admit defeat on this one, so I decided not to push it.
"OK, Shawna. I hear you. Sorry. Let me take you home. But just for the record, Louise and I have stopped doing what you call 'that freaky shit'."
"Ron, just drive me home. Please?"
==
On the drive home, Shawna asked me to take a right into a road that ran alongside Knollwood Country Club. I didn't think her parents' home was near there, but I made the turn anyway.
After about half a mile, she asked me to pull up in a quiet spot on the left.
I cut the engine. Shawna instantly leaned over and moved her lips close to mine, and we started to kiss. I was surprised, especially given the tone of our conversation just ten minutes before.
As we kissed, and Shawna was fully into it, I soon started wanting more. I ran my hands down over the front of Shawna's cotton summer top and sought out her left nipple. I squeezed it, and Shawna sighed.
I moved my hands further down and slid my left hand up her short skirt. I nimbly slid her panties to one side and started rubbing two fingers over her clit. Fuck, she was super wet. I could even smell her sex already.
I pushed down gently and carefully slipped two fingers into Shawna's moist crack.
Shawna started to audibly moan. Fuck this was getting hotter, I was already extremely aroused.
I enthusiastically finger fucked Shawna, moving my fingers, up, down, making small circles as I teased her cunt open wider on each rotation. I focused on working Shawna's tight young pussy as carefully as I could, trying hard to make Shawna cum. Well, not cum. I wanted my cock in her when she had an orgasm.
That was where I guessed I made my mistake.
"Shawna, back seat, we can do it properly there! I'm ready."
Shawna opened her eyes. A look of realization flitted across them.
"No, Ron, sorry. I shouldn't have. Sorry. Stop!"
I gazed into Shawna's eyes in confused disappointment. Shawna disengaged completely and gently removed my hand from her pussy.
"Sorry, Ron. I'm sorry. The thing is, I can't be the other woman. And actually, after Jon, maybe I think I need someone younger. That would please my mom and dad for sure. But guys my age are such assholes. I'm confused Ron. I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have led you on. Possibly it was the alcohol. I really don't drink much. Sorry, take me home. Please."
My cock was straining to get out of my pants, but I realized there was nothing I could say to change Shawna's mind. I was also keeping the long game in mind.
Shawna tidied herself up. I licked my fingers clean, then rearranged my pants so my boner didn't hurt anymore. Then I started the car.
When we approached the end of Shawna's parents' street, she asked me to stop.
"Ron, drop me here at the end of the street. I don't want my parents knowing who I've been with tonight. I'll walk the rest of the way."
"Shawna, I want you. You know that."
"Ron, maybe one day. But as long as you're with Louise and doing all that freaky shit you do.."
"Shawna, I told you, we've stopped. We don't do that anymore."
"Ron, if you and Louise ever split up, call me. Until then, please, let's not do this again. I'm truly sorry I led you on tonight. It was wrong of me. It was immature. But I couldn't, .. well.. oh shit. Sorry."
Shawna got out of the car. I waited a minute, watched as Shawna paused to light a cigarette, then turned the car around. But instead of turning left and heading home, I took a right in the direction of Romeos.
==
I actually sucked two cocks that night in Romeos.
I found a cubicle, one with a single gloryhole, put on some Bisexual porn (there was a Bi MMF movie in the 'Gay' section) and when I was sure someone was next door, I tapped my finger on the bottom of the circular opening and was quickly presented with a HUGE white cock to suck on. The dick was rock hard, the guy had a metal ring round the base of his shaft and balls. I worked it beautifully with my tongue and very wet mouth and after about two minutes I was rewarded when an absolute river of cum pumped into my mouth. Shit, I nearly spilled some of it on the floor.
After the monster cock was pulled back into the other cubicle, I was surprised when immediately, a second cock, this one was black and only slightly smaller than the first dick, replaced it. But, absolute cock whore that I am, I happily went to work on that one too. After about five minutes, this one spurted a less voluminous pool of very thick musky semen into my mouth, which I also gratefully swallowed.
After I heard the next cubicle door open and close, I waited a few minutes hoping that I'd be able to get my dick sucked through the gloryhole I'd just used to devour those two fat cocks, but it seemed that I was out of luck.
I left the cubicle slightly disappointed, and saw the door opposite, in the center section, was half open. I think it might have been the cubicle I fucked that tranny slut in with Matty. That was before I knew Matty of course. As I took a second step into the darkened corridor, a young guy looked out and beckoned me over.
I walked into the cubicle, which was bigger than the ones on the side walls where I'd just been sucking dick, and the young guy closed the door behind me.
I saw that he was naked from the waist down. He wasn't the best-looking kid I'd ever seen. He had a fucking ponytail for Christ's sake.
But when he turned round and bent over and asked me to 'breed his ass', much as Ryan had asked when we'd met in the woods, I positioned myself behind him and without much ceremony I buried my cock, which had quickly gone from semi to fully hard, into his pre-lubed butthole.
Possibly it was lubricated by some other guy or guys cum, in fact I was pretty sure it was, but I didn't care.
I hammered his ass while the kid squealed like a pig for around three, four minutes until I filled this sissy cum dump with another dose of the warm milky seed he so obviously craved.
I stood up, then waited a few seconds to get myself in a state to put my dick away without smearing cum on my pants. When I'd wiped myself down with some tissue paper, there was a box in the cubicle, I zipped up and opened the door. As I stepped out, I practically bumped into another guy who was standing directly outside. He gave me a knowing smile, then entered the cubicle I'd just vacated.
==
When I got home, I watched some porn on my laptop.
I signed into 'ashemaletube'. I was definitely in the mood for some shemale action. I found a movie I liked, masturbated and after I'd cum, I wondered what I'd do on Saturday. Then I went to bed.
==
I half thought about going back to Romeos on Saturday, but looking at my hooker fund, which I'd now moved to the glove box of my car, I saw I had more than enough saved up to enjoy the company of a shemale pro, assuming I could find one I liked.
Which I did.
'TS Melissa' was a blonde Latin American hottie, their profile said they were originally from Venezuela. They were based in Yonkers.
I paid the 50 extra for 'sperma'. (That's how it was written in their list of services on their webpage)
They were every bit as good looking as the pictures on their web ad, with a fantastic looking eight-incher, uncut.
After some tongue-kissing, and fondling each other's cocks, I sucked Melissa's gorgeous she-dick until they came. I was slightly disappointed by the amount of cum they deposited in my mouth, as in, not very much. Maybe they'd already cum a few times that day.
I'd hoped to fuck Melissa, but they took control and as usual I let them, and I had to make do with a blowjob. Jesus. Why was I so passive? I mean I'd paid THEM two-hundred bucks. Well two-fifty, with the extra for the cum. I should be the one taking control. Right?
Still the blowjob was bareback, and very enjoyable. Melissa sucked dick expertly, so I left their apartment satisfied and without too many complaints. After all, I'd just sucked another cock.
Fuck, I had developed an obsession for cock. All I wanted to do was suck dick.
==
Sunday, I tried desperately to set up a daytime meet on two hook-up sites, but the 'Meet Today' section of one was full of people who insisted on a face pic, and even though I had one 'Meet Review' (5*, thanks, Ryan!), I struck out.
Ryan didn't answer a DM I sent him in a final moment of desperation.
So, mid-afternoon, I headed to Romeos again. This was becoming a habit.
The cubicles were quiet, but I managed to suck a cock, then got sucked off by the guy I'd just blown. At least I think it was him. It didn't sound like two guys were in there. I got home a couple of hours before Louise and the boys arrived, got the house cleaned up, and started to watch baseball on TV.
After dinner I expected to fuck Louise, but she told me she was tired and headed out to the back porch where she sat smoking and looking at her phone until 11pm.
I wasn't impressed. And I was definitely starting to feel things weren't right.
TO BE CONTINUED