Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 23

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That had been a close call! In fact close call number two given the circumstances of Vernon's arrival earlier in the evening.

I handed Vernon his beer, then walked over to Louise, who gave me a kiss. The kind of kiss that gave me a clear indication a fuck was on the agenda later.

I was going to dump some load into Louise. What with my visits to Donna's porn site, and especially after Vernon's abortive blowjob, I'd been going hard-soft-hard-soft practically all night. I knew what that would lead to. When eventually the pressure in my balls was relieved there'd be an XXL helping of cum spurting out of my cock slit.

The taste of tobacco on Louise's lips made my cock twinge. And I reckoned Louise must have smoked a pack at least, I could smell it in her hair.

I turned and noticed that Vernon was sitting next to Louise's guest, Rowena, on the couch.

"Ron, Vernon, this is Rowena"

Rowena smiled, and said 'Hi'. Vernon shook Rowena's hand. I just kind of waved at Rowena and smiled.

It was obvious Rowena had been drinking, like Louise. But neither girl was stupid drunk. Yet. Both had decent sized Vodka on the Rocks in their hands.

Rowena pulled daintily on her cigarette, very femininely. From the way she smoked I suspected she was only an occasional 'while drinking' smoker.

I sat down on an easy chair opposite the couch. Louise swiftly sat on my lap, looping her right arm around my shoulder. She started gently stroking the back of my neck with her fingers. Yes, I was certainly getting a quality fuck later.

Louise had removed her jacket when I'd gone for the beers and was wearing a short summery dress. New, I thought. I was just drunk enough to comment on this.

"You look great, Louise. New dress?"

I wasn't lying, Louise did look great.

Louise's dark hair was tied up, exposing her ears from which dangled thick gold loop earrings. I recognized them as the ones I'd bought for Louise as an anniversary present earlier in the year. Which seemed like a lifetime ago. Louise's eyes and lips were made up in "work subtle" mode, eyes done in shades of brown and orange, with a dark orange lipstick. Louise always did her make-up perfectly, she had a real talent for it.

The 'new' dress was a peachy orange shade with a spaced out floral motif in darker orange and white. The dress was low cut with very thin shoulder straps, showcasing Louise's boobs. In fact Louise's titties looked immense tonight. The dress was also very short. Louise's smooth legs were encased in sheer black nylons. I couldn't feel any garter or suspender belt, and given the shortness of the dress I was pretty sure that Louise was wearing tights.

Louise laughed, while exhaling a plume of smoke. I caught a whiff. Menthol.

"Rowena, what did I tell you? Ron, this dress is three years old. I have to admit there was a time there that I'd struggle to get into it, so it's been a long time in the wardrobe. But with all the exercise I've been getting this summer, it's back in size!"

I lifted my hands up in mock surrender.

"Sorry, baby, I didn't remember. But you truly do look amazing in it"

I noticed Rowena was smiling. She glanced at Vernon before diverting her gaze back to me.

"Louise got a lot of attention in that dress today. Even Bill's boyfriend couldn't take his eyes off Louise tonight, and Rudy's 100% gay".

Inwardly I flinched, despite keeping a calm exterior. Given I'd watched Rudy fuck Louise a while back, I knew the '100% gay' comment wasn't '100% accurate'.

I notice Rowena seemed to have edged herself closer to Vernon.

Rowena was herself not a bad looking woman. I'd say she was around my age, maybe early 30s. She had a short black hairstyle, one of those angular messy cuts, almost like a guy's hairstyle, but in a good way, not like say, bull-dyke Ruth had worn hers at the training course. And it was a good deal thicker, fuller, than boho Mandy's buzz cut. It was quite striking actually.

Facially Rowena was quite pretty. She had a little pixie nose that I suspected had seen some plastic surgery. Her make-up was heavier than Louise's. She had deep dark blue eyes, which were accented beautifully with a combination of smoky gray and white eye shadow, and dark pink glossed lips. I could see Rowena's pink lipstick smeared over her cigarette filter as she took frequent puffs on her menthol. Her cheeks were quite red, which I took to be a side effect of whatever the girls had been drinking earlier.

Rowena didn't seem to have a great looking body at first sight. I wasn't sure if this was down to the rectangular sleeveless charcoal colored dress she had on. It was fairly neutral with a high straight neckline making it hard to tell if her boobs were good or not. After a slight flourish at either side of the waist, the dress came down to just above Rowena's knees. She was wearing black sheer tights or stockings, again with the cut of the dress, impossible to tell which. On her feet, Rowena wore a contrasting pair of smart/casual silver mid heel pumps.

If I'd seen Rowena in a bar would I have been inclined to make a move on her? Possibly. Her face was pretty enough. And there was always the possibility of a surprise under that dowdy dark gray dress. Actually, Rowena kind of looked like a teacher a 16 year old boy might jerk off over before he went to sleep nights.

Louise tapped me on my shoulder.

"Ron, help me look for some snacks. Plus I need a drink, and it looks like Rowena does too. Come on. Kitchen!"

Louise got up from my lap, and I stood up behind her.

Before we got to the kitchen, Louise asked Rowena for a cigarette (it seemed Louise was out of Marlboros, hence the Menthols) and took Rowena's mostly empty glass out of her hand.

"I'll get us a refill, hun. Just a minute"

As we went into the kitchen Vernon started a conversation with Rowena. I heard Rowena giggle, before much to my surprise Louise closed the kitchen door behind us.

Louise put the two glasses on our breakfast bar and lit her cigarette. After taking a strong deep inhale, Louise edged into my body, and we kissed passionately. My immediate reaction was that we were going to fuck in the kitchen, something we'd only done a couple of times since we'd bought the house and not for over a year at least.

But Louise broke off.

"Down boy! Not with Vernon in the living room! And Ron, I want to hear all about that whore you fucked last night, but it can wait until over dinner tomorrow. We also need to talk about my boring night last night."

Louise took a long slow drag on her menthol, then tipped some ash into the sink.

"Ron, pour me and Rowena drinks. I want to be a good hostess"

I fixed Louise and Rowena's drinks. Three ice cubes each, and a large pour of Absolut in each glass.

Louise kissed me again. Shit, this was like old times. The good old times when our sex life had seemed so perfect. So normal.

"Rowena's here because I showed her some pictures of Vernon on my phone and she thinks he's cute. And she hasn't had a fuck for two months. She's been separated from her cheating bastard husband for six months now. He's a high school teacher over in Paramus. He was fucking another teacher and Rowena dumped him. Anyway, she's not quite back in the saddle. In fact, and this is interesting, the only cock she's had since she kicked that bastard out was when she got herself her first tattoo. She fucked the tattoo artist. Who still didn't give her a discount apparently. Men can be such bastards!"

I looked at Louise. It looked like she expected a report on the Vernon situation.

"Vernon and Jackie is over. We spoke about it. I think there's no way back"

Louise grunted a stifled laugh.

"I'm damn sure it IS over. No doubt it's Vernon going through another 'gay period'. Like he thinks I believed that bullshit he told mom and dad. I was half worried he'd try and seduce you tonight! When he gets the taste for it he turns into a total fag."

Again an inward flinch on my part.

"Ron, grab those potato chips. Let's get back to our guests"

When we re-entered the living room, there was a noticeable movement as Rowena and Vernon readjusted their position on the couch. They were now sat very close to each other.

We sat and chatted for about 25, 30 minutes. Louise once more sat on my lap throughout. I deliberately put thoughts of Louise's topless pictures on Donna's website to the back of my mind. Like my liaison with Janice, any discussion could wait until Friday night.

Louise eventually stubbed out the cigarette she'd been smoking, and announced it was time for bed.

"Vernon, I don't want you driving back to mom's. Once you've finished your beer, you know where the spare room is"

Louise then faced Rowena.

"Babe, can I grab one last cigarette? I'll probably want one later"

The girls smiled conspiratorially as Rowena handed a white menthol stick to Louise.

Louise took the cigarette.

"Rowena, you don't have to worry about getting a cab home. You can stay too of course"

Rowena looked at Louise, then at me.

"I'll think about it. If it's no trouble, I mean I don't have work tomorrow, if it's really OK?"

I assured Rowena there was totally no issue. And we all laughed when I said that Vernon wouldn't mind sleeping on the couch anyway.

With a playful slap, Louise ordered us 'To bed!'

When we reached our bedroom, I stripped off pretty immediately. Louise lounged on the bed still in her short peach dress. She looked magnificent. My cock started to stiffen.

"Ron, I guess you get this, but a foursome, involving Vernon, my brother, you know that is never gonna happen babe, right?"

I nodded.

"Of course! It never crossed my mind"

Louise continued.

"If Vernon had gone back to mom's already, I would have wanted us both to fuck Rowena. Rowena and I had a little kiss in the cab home. Nothing too crazy, just a kiss and a grope of my tits. I think she's pretty hot. So. Maybe another time, OK? You like her? You'd be OK fucking her, right?"

"Sure honey", I agreed. Given Louise's comments on their making out in the cab home, I definitely wanted Rowena now.

"Anyway, Ron, I'm sure you want these right now, yes?"

Louise stretched and pulled the front of her dress down and her voluptuous bra-less tits flopped free. Looking me directly in the eye, she slowly placed her cigarette in her mouth and lit it. I noticed her glancing at my cock.

I quickly moved down onto the bed, moved in close to Louise's exposed breasts and started to suck on Louise's nipples. Louise dug her nails into my hair as I gorged on her tits.

I eased my neck up, and moved my lips close to Louise's. I rammed my tongue into Louise's smoky mouth. Louise responded, then pushed back slightly.

"Ron, honey, I'm smoking, let me finish this cigarette!"

I edged back slightly as Louise took another concentrated long pull on her cigarette. I couldn't wait.

I slipped down to Louise's waist and put my hands on her hips. I carefully slid Louise's short dress upwards. She was wearing pantyhose. Black sheer nylons, with a woven opaque material in the center of the crotch so that it seemed the wearer didn't need to wear panties. Shit! I'd never seen these before. I was, like most red-blooded males, a stockings and suspenders man. But these were actually fucking hot!

I was fully in the zone. I pulled the nylon material towards me, penetrated the thin material with my fingers, and ripped apart the entire crotch area of Louise's pantyhose exposing her exposed moist cunt. The material gave with a slight ripping sound which reminded me of that sound when static electricity discharges.

Louise gave out a loud whisper.

"Ron, what the FUCK are you doing!?! These things cost .."

I pulled Louise down so her ass was flat on the bed cutting her off mid- sentence. I levered myself up with my arms pushed into the mattress at each side of Louise's waist. And without any more ceremony I buried my pre-cum leaking cock deep into Louise's wet cunt.

Louise gulped, then issued another loud whisper.

"Oh, fffffuuuckkkk, Ron, you dirty fucking bastard!"

I started pumping. Louise stared deeply into my eyes. I realized that for me, nothing beat fucking Louise. Not with Janice last night, not with a shemale, not with anyone else. This was it for me.

Louise was fighting hard to keep the noise down. On each thrust she let out a stifled, "Uh!".

I noticed some cigarette ash break from the end of Louise's cigarette and fall onto the bed. Louise seemed to remember she was smoking. She put her cigarette to her lips and started taking frantic pulls, the tip glowing orange on each inhale. Then her eyes widened.

"Oh, shit Ron, I'm cumming already! Oh, my fucking GOD!"

I felt my own orgasm building.

Louise was now in the full throes of her own climax, whimpering. Louise came rarely when we fucked missionary position. Her usual method of bringing herself off was to lie on top of me, grinding her clit on my pubic bone as my cock slid in and out of her cunt. So I knew that for Louise this was a good one.

As Louise's whimpering started to subside, I erupted. FUCK! My idea that my orgasm was going to be strong wasn't wrong. I must have spurted six, maybe seven times. On each spurt I felt my asshole contract as my cock twitched uncontrollably. Holy fuck! The feeling was incredible.

As my own orgasm petered out, Louise took one final puff on her almost dead cigarette and stretched over to put the butt in the ashtray on her side of the bed.

"Jesus, Ron, you were fucking immense. That's the best fuck I've had in years. Really. You were amazing!"

I leaned in closely to Louise and gave her a slow lingering French kiss. Then I rolled off of her.

Louise glanced over at me.

"Baby, give me that towel over there, I'm not going to the bathroom like this. I'm exhausted. And pull what's left of my 39.99 pantyhose off, you animal you!"

I gave Louise the towel, which she clamped between her legs. Then I carefully removed Louise's ruined nylons.

I used Louise's wrecked tights to wipe the combination of Louise's juices and my cum from my extremely slimy cock. I then rolled the tights up and placed them in the wastebasket Louise kept near the dresser for her used make-up items.

I heard noise on the stairs. Some muffled speaking, then I heard the spare room bedroom door open.

Louise asked me to help take her dress off. I unzipped her from the back, and helped her wriggle out of the short dress, playfully planting a kiss on her ass which caused her to grumble that she was tired and I shouldn't expect seconds. I then carefully placed the dress on the back of the chair by the dresser. When I turned back to the bed, Louise was already sleeping. After a night drinking Louise would sleep heavily. I guessed that was her for the night.

I lay down beside Louise. I picked my phone up and checked emails. I looked at my Inbox. There was another email from Mike, asking me to confirm what time he should arrive at our place the Saturday after next. There was a Change Management course de-brief with various document attachments. And along with obvious work related emails, there was an email from a "JBlount1964" which I didn't open as I assumed it was spam. I'd check it in the morning just in case. I decided against going through any more emails and try to get to sleep. Louise had started snoring lightly.

Looking at my watch on the bedside table I saw it was 01:27AM. I decided to close my eyes. I was still buzzing a little after the dream fuck we'd just had, but I realized I needed to be at work at 9AM.

I was still awake at 01:57AM when I realized I needed to take a piss. I got out of bed quietly and was already outside the spare room door when I realized that (a) I was naked, and (b) the door was partially open. I'd half-forgotten we had a guest. Or make that, 'guests'.

It didn't take me long to realize that Vernon and Rowena were still fucking. The bed springs in the spare room weren't the quietest.

I tip-toed to the entrance to the room. Our upstairs bathroom was next door. The door to the bathroom was only about 4 feet past the door to the spare bedroom. I carefully peered inside.

I could see Vernon from the back, his ass muscles relaxing and contracting as he rhythmically pumped Rowena from behind. It seemed Rowena had been wearing stockings. I could see that from the shiny dark material covering most of the back of her legs which were placed just outside of Vernon's as he continued to ride her doggystyle. Vernon wasn't making a lot of noise, other than letting out deep breaths, like he was doing weights, each time he pushed his cock into Rowena. Rowena was trying hard to temper her squeals. Plus, not only was Rowena a squealer, she was a talker. She was issuing loud high-pitched whispers, which I could make out clear as day as I peeped inside the bedroom.

"Fuck, yes. Do. It. Fuck me. Fuck! Yes. Oh my cunt! Fuck! Yes. Make me come you fucker!"

I could tell she was really into it. Nobody would make up that high pitched squeaky voice, not even in a porno.

I felt slightly uncomfortable watching in secret. I very quietly went into the bathroom. I didn't want to close the door completely, I felt the noise might give myself away. I didn't even put the light on, so I relied on the soft light from a night-light we had at the top of the stairs that we kept on in case the kids woke up.

I carefully pissed so I didn't make a splashing noise by urinating directly into the pool of water in the center of the toilet bowl. Which took a little time, especially as watching Vernon and Rowena had made me a little bit hard.

I decided not to flush. I know, I know! But I really didn't want to get caught up in Vernon and Rowena's situation, plus I didn't want either of them to think I'd been spying on them.

In retrospect, maybe I should have just made a noise in the hallway, so they knew I was there. And then been more obvious in the bathroom. But it hadn't happened like that, so here I was now, listening to the copulating couple next door, who were gradually getting louder. In particular, as it seemed Rowena was nearing climax, she'd gotten significantly louder.

"Make me come you dirty fucker, fuck, yes, make me come. YES! Shi, shi, shi, shi, shiiiiitttttt! Oh Christ, fucking ohhhhhhh! Yes!"

Then Vernon let out several tense "Ah!" sounds. It seemed he was coming too.

As I stood transfixed in the bathroom listening to the denouement of their coupling, I noticed my cock had gotten really hard. Shit. I was turned on again. I automatically wrapped my right hand round my erection. I started stroking gently. I thought I'd wait maybe one, two minutes, then go back to bed. Then it happened.

The bathroom door was pushed open!

Vernon started. He was noticeably surprised. Thankfully he didn't scream. Vernon looked at me, then shook his head, and let out a deep breath.

"Shit, bro, you fucking half-scared me to death, motherfucker!"

I whispered back to him.

"Shit, I'm sorry Vernon, I didn't want to disturb you guys"

Vernon smiled at me. Then he nodded his head downwards. He raised his eyebrows. He also spoke in a whisper.

"Seems your dick didn't get that memo, bro!"

I was embarrassed, but I didn't release the grip on my shaft. I felt like, what was the fucking point? And my cock was still rock hard.

Vernon stood close to me. He continued in a quieter whisper.

"Rowena told me she needed a good fucking tonight. She also said she wouldn't have minded if it was you fucking her. She'll fuck you, man. Just go in the room. We'll go together. I bet sis is sleeping, right?"

As much as I was tempted, I knew it was not to be that night.

"No"' I replied quietly, "Well, not tonight, not behind Louise's back"

Vernon gave me a strange look. Had I just unintentionally let the secret of Louise and mine's 'swinging' out?

Vernon looked at me. Then he looked down at his own wet and sticky flaccid cock. I noticed it was a good size. Certainly bigger than mine soft.

"Ok, Ron. I need to wipe my cock off, clean up. We'll speak tomorrow. You change your mind, just turn right, I know Rowena will be pleased to see you. You know she was listening to you two fuck from outside your bedroom door for a couple of minutes, right?"

That did surprise me.

I edged closer to the door, but Vernon was mainly blocking the exit. I put my right hand out to guide him out of my way. I looked into his eyes. Then lightly pushing him against the bathroom wall, I went down on one knee and nuzzled my face up to Vernon's moist cock.

The smell of Rowena's pussy on Vernon's dick was strong. Stronger than Louise, less pleasant, but not exactly unpleasant. I wondered if that was what a few months without fucking did to a woman. It smelt strong.

I carefully wrapped my lips around the edge of Vernon's cock. The taste was all Rowena. Until I sucked, and milked the partially congealed residue of Vernon's spunk from the tip of his cock. I swallowed the small amount of Vernon's come that I'd gathered in my mouth. Then Vernon tapped my head. I looked up, removing the tip of Vernon's soft dick so it was just outside of my mouth.

"Bro, I'm not gonna be good to go for a while. I usually need about half an hour to recharge. You on the other hand, you do look ready. Stand up! Come on."

I did as Vernon told me. He gripped my cock.

"Nice, just like before. Before I had to stop blowing you in the kitchen. Wait one second."

Vernon now swapped positions. He was now kneeling down, poised to suck my cock.

"OK, bro, let me help you get rid of this boner. I want this to be quick, we don't want Rowena interrupting. None of this 'new man' holding back bullshit. Fuck my mouth hard and shoot your load down my throat as fast as you can? OK?"

I answered by putting each of my hands on each side of Vernon's head and gripping hard as he enclosed my hard-on with his warm wet mouth.

I then totally took the initiative. I pumped Vernon's mouth almost as frantically as I'd tried to destroy Randall/Raquel's asshole the other week. I was so fucking excited, I must have lasted less than 90 seconds. Randall almost belched loudly as my first spurt jetted out. It was deep on the in-stroke, my cock twitching right in the back of Vernon's throat. I let out two further mild deposits from my itchy cock as my orgasm quickly died down. Louise had almost milked me dry earlier.

Randall swallowed, then stood up.

"Bro, I've waited so long for that! Don't worry, no way will I ever mention this to sis. And I'll tell Rowena I needed to take a dump if she asks why I was gone so long."

I was relieved. Really relieved actually. I didn't want Louise to know about this. Ever.

Randall turned on the faucet in the wash hand basin.

"OK. You go quietly back to sis. I think I might have a try of Rowena's ass in a little while. She told me some biker tattoo artist guy who did that flower tattoo on her side popped her anal cherry couple months back and she wants to try some more. See you in the morning bro!"

I quietly walked past the spare room. There was a smell of fresh tobacco. Seemed Rowena was having a cigarette as she waited for Vernon to return. Or was she waiting for me?

I reached my bedroom and closed the door. I climbed back into bed. Louise was still fast asleep. Five minutes later, so was I.

TO BE CONTINUED