Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 31
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I put the car in 'Drive' as David gave me an address in Dobbs Ferry.
I did a quick mental check. From here, on Jayda's spacious driveway, where I noticed the VW was still parked, I reckoned around 20 minutes' drive to David's. Not in my direction, but not exactly a drive to Canada either. With, I guessed, another 20 minutes to get back home after we'd 'finished'.
My internal timeclock told me David wouldn't be dressing when we got to his place, 'transforming' into a girl. We wouldn't have time.
I didn't really care. The strength of my sudden lust for David had genuinely taken me by surprise.
I handed David my phone, which I'd unlocked as I pulled away from Jayda's house.
"David, do me a favor and add yourself as a contact."
David looked at me, slightly puzzled. I continued.
"You probably know this. Me and my wife, we're pretty 'open' on this type of thing. It was Louise, that's my wife, who arranged tonight with Mandy and Jayda. I'm not going to call my wife now, I'll talk to her later. For now, this is our secret."
David looked at the phone. I felt him look back at me, as I kept my eyes on the road.
"So, Ron, you're saying that maybe you want what happens tonight, you know, with me, with US, to NOT be a one-off?"
"David, I can give you the back story of how I ended up headed to your place in my wife's car tonight. It's six months, maybe two years if I'm honest, in the making. But it would take time, and tonight we just don't have time. But in a word, yes."
I paused. David remained silent. I continued.
"David, I'd like to think I'd see you again after tonight. It might be with my wife, it might not be, I really am NOT thinking straight right now. I tend to limit any situations behind my wife's back. It's not something I do often. Anyway, your choice, put your contact details in the phone or don't. OK?"
I saw David start typing into my iPhone.
I felt butterflies in my stomach. What the fuck was I doing? This was like that first time with Rudy. It was impulsive, compulsive, whatever the fuck it was.
I'd told Louise I wanted to turn this shit down, yet here I was, on my own, unilaterally turning this shit up to 11.
I approached a Stop sign.
"David, which way?"
"Left, Ron, over the road, left fork."
I felt David look at me.
"Ron, we'll probably meet next month. At Jayda's."
"We might not", I replied. "And another thing, keep me good for directions, but what was it with the other guy, the guy who wasn't invited tonight? I'm curious. What's the story there?"
David told me to take a right in about half a mile, then explained we'd reach a crossroads a couple of minutes after that and to take another right when we did. From there he told me it was pretty much straight all the way.
"Well, Ron, he was an older guy, around Jayda's age. Jackson, well Mr. Jackson. That's all I knew him as, only name Jayda introduced him as. Mandy knew him from her college days, he was her contact rather than Jayda's. He worked some administration job, campus security, whatever, Mandy mentioned it after. I think his wife and Mandy were friends too, I didn't really pick it all up. I thought he was an asshole from the get go."
I slowed as I approached a crossroads.
"Right, go right, Ron."
I signaled and turned right.
David continued.
"The first night, the impromptu night, where it just seemed to happen, Mr. Jackson and his wife, younger woman, I'd put her around your age, they were there. I was there because Jayda had asked me to do her make-up, she had said she had some industry thing going on. Actually that turned out to be a lie. She didn't intend leaving her apartment at all. Shit, I didn't say. First night was in Jayda's apartment in the City. Not up here, it was in Jayda's SoHo pad."
David pointed to a right turn.
"Take this, we'll hit a development in nine or ten minutes, up on the left. That's where I live."
I felt a tingle of anticipation.
David stayed silent for a few seconds.
"Go on, David", I urged.
"OK, Newton turns up with a girl. Not his 'girlfriend' girlfriend, some fuck buddy he hangs around with in the City, another spoiled rich kid, thinks she's an alternative comedienne. It's through her Jayda got in contact with Newton. Jayda suddenly announces that Newton is here to father her and Mandy's child. She goes on about Newton being a child prodigy math genius and all that bullshit, and the perfect man to father a genius. Myself and the Jackson's look surprised, well, me for sure. I seriously think, what the fuck, this is a joke, right? Mandy seemed to know what was going on. I was confused at first thinking Newton's going to fuck Mandy. Newton's skeeze just sits down and rolls a joint, calm as you like. Then, Jayda and Newton head to the bedroom.
"Give it about ten minutes, Newton comes back into the parlor, it's clear he's done the deed. He sits next to the skeeze, takes the joint, then, Jayda comes back in, wearing that red robe she had on earlier tonight.
"Jayda then explains her fertility treatment, how the whole fucking thing is 'time sensitive', that she needs to plan this carefully until she is 'with child'. She actually said that, 'with child', in her aristocratic English accent. I wondered what the fuck she was on.
"Mr. Jackson then makes the point about being there to increase her chances, and says he'll fuck her now if she's ready. He says Mandy and his missus can 'play' while they're doing it. Seems Mandy and his wife have history. I think he and Mandy have history too, there was some undercurrent I sensed. For sure Mandy's had his cock, maybe a long time ago, and the wife knows it. Next thing you know the four of them fuck off to the bedroom, and I'm left with Newton and his girl, sharing the joint. It's then Newton tells me he swings both ways, and asks me if I want a blow job."
David pointed to a gated condo development on a hill up to our left. I turned the car leftwards, then after about 100 yards I pulled up at a grilled gate. David pulled out an electronic key fob, and the gates slid open. He pointed to a parking spot on the left by the first main building, and told me to park there. I saw a large motorcycle next to the free spot.
David continued with his story as I cut the engine.
"So, I get my dick out, I'm pretty chilled with the weed and all, and Newton and his girl start sucking me. I'm heading towards emptying my balls when Mandy, Jayda, the Jacksons, I forget the Jackson woman's name, walk in. Jayda by this time needs her make-up touched up, no way she's going out looking like that. That's when she says she's been economical with the truth, apologizes to me, and says there was no appointment, but she'd wanted me to come to her apartment. By now, Mandy's in a bathrobe, sharing a cigarette with the Jackson woman who's dressed, but looks like she just got dressed in a hurry. Anyway, Mr. Jackson tells Newton and the girl to stop blowing me, and laughs that Jayda needs another load in her. This is all really fucking weird, but five minutes later I'm on top of Jayda in her bedroom and not long after that I'm dumping my load in her. While I'm doing it with Jayda, Mandy stands by the side of the bed smoking, watching us fuck."
David paused.
"Let's go in. Long story short, Jayda gets with some 'sex therapist'. He recommends the multi-partner arrangement. And a month later we meet again at Jayda's house up here.
"Anyway, this time, the second time, Mr. Jackson is present without his wife. He's pretty disrespectful to everyone from the start, like he demands that Newton and I suck his dick, then he tries to insist Mandy lets him fuck her until he's ready to come and then he'll switch last minute to Jayda. Or he'll start in Jayda's ass and switch to her pussy when he's ready. Just all round grade-A assholery. I'm sure he's a cokehead.
"When we leave, I'm having a cigarette in the driveway before Newton drives me home, I'm not big on riding my motorcycle in the dark in winter. Anyway, Mr. Jackson comes up and tells me he likes to dress up in women's lingerie, and maybe he can come to my place and I can do his make-up. And fuck him. Like, whatever."
We both got out of the car. I followed David as he headed to a ground floor apartment.
"I knew we wouldn't see him again. And I am so glad Jayda wasn't pregnant. Having a kid to that asspiece? Hell no. And I wouldn't have got to meet you, Ron."
David looked at me then put a key in the lock to his front door. He pushed the door open.
"Come on in, Ron."
David let me enter first.
The front door opened directly into a living area. The room wasn't completely dark, there was some blue-ish mood lighting coming from an alcove, back left. I could make out some furniture. The place looked pretty spacious. I wondered what David did for a living, how he had the connection to Jayda.
I heard the door close behind me.
I immediately turned to face David and I grabbed him as he reached for the main light switch, stopping him in his tracks.
I pushed my face into David's face. My lips found his lips, and as I pressed my mouth to his, I thrust my tongue deep into David's mouth. David grabbed me around my shoulders, digging his fingers into the top of my back.
I pushed my whole body into David's, concentrating on mashing my groin into his. I was more than hard, indeed I felt a heat rising from my balls and for a moment thought I was going to soil my pants.
I stopped for a second. I'd entered David's apartment in my shirtsleeves, leaving my jacket in the car. I leaned back, and started unbuttoning my shirt.
David took my brief hesitation as an opportunity to question me.
"Ron, I can get ready in 15 minutes, if you want me to get dressed .."
I gently put my right index finger to David's lips.
"David, I want you. Right now. I want you."
I was able to slip my shirt to the floor, so that my upper half was now naked. David reached forward and squeezed my groin. Shit! My cock was busting to get out. David then fumbled with my belt buckle, getting my pants loose. A few seconds later, David had my pants button undone, and then, as he unzipped me, I wiggled my ass a little and let my pants freefall to the floor.
David paused and looked at me in the dim light. I leaned in and kissed him again, passionately.
Hooking my thumbs into the sides of my shorts, I pulled them down in a forward bending motion, almost knocking David back into his front door with my head. I immediately apologized.
I flexed my knees and swiftly extracted my feet from my socks. I was now totally naked. And my cock was rock hard. ROCK hard.
As I stood up, David, still fully clothed, leaned into me and started kissing my neck, licking it. Jesus! This was sublime. Then he ran his lips and tongue upwards and bit my right earlobe.
Fuck!
Those intense 'little things' that drove me wild, David somehow had the intuition to just know.
I regained a little control and tried to unzip David's jersey. I was making a mess of it, so David kissed the side of my face and without words signaled me to stop.
David unzipped his jersey and tossed it towards the center of the living room. Smiling at me in the half light, David squeezed his tank top off, I saw the black eagle motif on the back had the letters 'GA' inside in white as he slipped it past my face onto the floor. David's tight black jeans were next, he unzipped them before he deliberately squeezed his boots and jeans off from his ankles using his feet and hands.
David stood up. We were both now naked. We both simultaneously grabbed each other and I let out a short gasp as our cocks came into contact, as once more we kissed like hungry 15-year-olds on a first date.
I matched David's slow body movements as we slid each other's penises together while we French kissed.
It was David who made the next move, as he levered me back and leaned down as if to start sucking on my cock. I intercepted David's motion, and guiding him by his shoulders, I lowered my own body so we both sat/squatted on the floor in unison.
There was enough space away from David's front door, that we could lie down easily. As I got David prone by my side on the floor I was glad that David's room had a heavy shag pile rug.
I positioned David so he was flat on his back, his head facing his front door. I felt David relax for a moment before I hitched myself over him into a classic 69 position, my hard cock flopping onto David's smooth chin as I groped for David's beautiful stiff petite 6-incher which was pointing upwards towards the ceiling.
No words were needed. With almost telepathic timing, I swallowed David's cock as he gorged on mine at the same instant. Fuck!
I concentrated on trying to give David a 'good' blow job. I never knew if I was doing this right. I made a mental note to discuss this if David and I became more than just a one-night stand.
I felt my cock slip out of David's mouth, then gasped as he opened his mouth wide and enclosed both of my balls in his warm wet mouth. I actually had to concentrate hard not to involuntarily bite into David's smooth hard shaft.
I continued sucking David intently, willing myself to suck his cock better than anyone else had ever done.
I really could not understand the intensity of my feelings towards David. We'd met less than two hours before, and if anything, Newton had been more my 'type'. But I was not concentrating on rationalizing my feelings at this point, I was just trying to suck cock better than I ever had. It felt like a primal urge had taken control of me from within.
David suddenly released my balls from his mouth. I felt his hands grab my ass cheeks, pulling them out and up. I let out more than a gasp, almost a scream, as David's rigid tongue found my asshole. Holy cow!
David continued to feverishly tongue fuck my ass, and it really took all of my concentration to focus on David's delicious member in my mouth. I even started to wonder what David's cock would feel like in my ass.
I suddenly felt David withdraw his tongue from my asshole, and dig his fingers into the inside of my thighs, before pushing me up. I let David's wet hardon slip from between my lips.
"Ron, Jesus Christ, just fuck me already!"
I swiveled round, and as I approached David's face we once more kissed like nothing else in the World existed. David made a move to turn over onto his front, but I stopped him.
"David, no, I want to look into your eyes as we do this."
David smiled, then slid his back down on the rug before raising his legs. I backed away into a semi squat position, before leaning forward into pretty much the same push-up position I'd used to fuck, and potentially impregnate, Jayda.
I glanced down at David's still hard cock, covered in my saliva and glistening in the dim blue light coming from behind us, then I looked into David's eyes. My own cock was still slippery wet from David's oral attention, plus I'd been seeping precum from the tip of my cock since the drive.
I didn't think about any lubrication, I just positioned the tip of my cock into the tight hole David was presenting to me, and with maybe a little more resistance than I was expecting I pushed my cock into him. At first my cock almost concertinaed lengthways. Then suddenly the tip of my cock bored into David's anus with a magical feeling I almost couldn't describe.
I paused to stare into David's eyes. He looked back at me like we were both regular lovers. I still really didn't understand what had gotten into me.
I started to rock back and forward. David groaned and started to frantically wank his cock. I rhythmically shafted David's asshole, not too fast, not too slow. Shit, the feeling was so intense.
After a little while, David started to make coughing noises, a 'gak-gak- gak' sound, which reminded me of Ricky, when Louise and I had caught him and Shawna in flagrante delicto.
Before I could fully take in what was happening, David's cock started to spasm. I felt his asshole contract around my shaft. Then he came. In terms of quantity, the tip of David's penis released only small blobs of shiny cum. But each spurt had some force. The first blob landed just below his neck, and the next three landed on his perfect hairless thinly chiseled chest muscles.
Once again, I found myself responding to the external stimuli of my partner. I was slightly taken by surprise, as even before I'd properly felt it brewing, I shot my load into David's guts.
As we both recovered from our exertions, I leaned into David and we shared a slow languid post-coital kiss.
We disentangled ourselves. David stood up, and now did flick the light switch.
I stared behind me at my clothes lying on the floor. Then I heaved myself up and looked at David. Christ, he was beautiful. I didn't even care about the tranny side of things. Maybe it was because even as he was, David actually had that look of a stunningly pretty girl.
David broke the silence.
"Ron, thanks for tonight. You have my contact details in your phone. I won't call you, but I hope you call me. I'm 25, and I've had my share of disappointments in life already.
"My mom and dad died two years ago in an auto accident, and as an only child, I got the condo. I haven't really had a single good long term relationship. I've had plenty lovers, of every shape and color and background. But even after a few hours it's like I feel a strong connection with you."
David paused as he bent into his jacket and retrieved a cigarette and his lighter. He lit up, took a deep inhale and then blew the smoke out back over his head.
I wasn't 100% sure what to say, so I mentioned I'd need to hurry home. Talk about killing the moment.
David pulled on his cigarette. I glanced down at his flaccid cock which had virtually disappeared. Soft he was tiny. Which did not make me want him any less.
David looked over at a wall where he had one of those projector clocks putting up the time in military format.
"Ron, you're right, it's gone 9:10pm, you better get home. One last interesting thing about Jayda before you go. Jayda's bisexual, obviously. Jayda and Newton's dad used to be an item, but Newton doesn't know that. Mandy told me. Jayda's firm published some of Newton's dad's science books. Newton was a kid when Jayda and Newton senior had their affair."
I was now dressed. David smiled at me.
"So Ron, I hope we meet again."
I wasn't quite sure how to end the evening with David, so I moved to give him a hug. He pulled me in for a kiss, which I returned, a slow sensual lover's kiss. Then I opened the door and headed for Louise's car.
I panicked for a second when I couldn't find my phone. But I glanced down and saw David had left it on the passenger seat. I put my seatbelt on and glanced at my iPhone display. One missed call. "Louise", 19 minutes ago. Shit.
Call Louise back right now? Or drive home? I made a split second decision to go with the latter.
I flipped on the Satnav, and pressed the pre-programmed "Take me home" option. Fastest route, nineteen minutes.
As I drove, I reflected on the times I'd been less than honest with Louise. That first clandestine angry fuck with Rudy. The situation with Rob's shemale partner, Amy, up in Boston. Vernon. Christ, I'd even got carried away with Louise's brother, Vernon. I also hadn't been totally open about Janice. Then, I thought about my feelings for Shawna. How I'd fought the urge on at least one occasion, especially that night at Oscar's, where Shawna had virtually begged me in the parking lot to fuck her tight young ass.
I knew I was being a hypocrite, but to me I didn't feel one bit guilty. I still looked at it like Louise had started this shit, so why should I feel too bad?
As I parked the car back home, I had a quick think about how to play it with Louise. Shit, 'go with the flow' was my only plan.
I entered the front door to see Louise standing in her long dark green winter coat with a pack of Marlboros in her hand. She looked at me as she picked up a glass of white wine from the table by the couch. She smiled at me. I could see she'd put make-up on and her hair was pinned up. She looked knockout.
"Ron, I'm going to the back porch for a smoke. Grab a beer and join me."
My initial reaction was relief. No angry wife routine.
Louise slipped the latch on the French windows and headed outside. I heard the clicking of heels as Louise walked on the hard flooring outside. Then I heard the click of her silver lighter before catching an immediate whiff of tobacco as the cold night air slipped back into the house.
I quickly grabbed a beer from the fridge and joined Louise. I waited for her to speak first. After taking three deep pulls on her Marlboro, Louise looked at me and smiled again.
"So, Ron, how was it?"
I looked at Louise. I explained the general setup. Mandy, Jayda, the two younger guys, Newton and David. Then I asked if we could go back inside. I often wondered if the Padgett's, the family whose yard backed onto ours, listened into conversations. I knew Mary, the wife, was a smoker, and in the summer we'd occasionally chat over our back hedge. I didn't want people listening into this type of conversation.
We got back in. Louise sat down on the couch. I caught a glimpse of a sheer black stockinged leg as her coat parted below the waist.
"OK, Ron. Before you start, Mandy called me. So I know you gave a ride home to one of the guys, David. I half expected you to bring him here."
I gulped. I immediately decided, no lies.
Before I could start, Louise stood up and opened her coat.
Fuck!
Louise was wearing a light-brown very tight and very short dress with a more than open cleavage that showed oodles of Louise's magnificent tit flesh. She wore a chunky short silver metal necklace round her neck. The beige dress stopped halfway down Louise's curvy thighs. I could detect a hint of metal garter clips which bumped slightly near the bottom of the dress where they held Louise's black stockings up.
"Louise, shit, you look great."
"Well, Ron, I do want you to tell me all about your little 'quickie' with David. But it'll have to wait. A cab's on its way. Rowena texted me. She's dumped a bad blind date and needs company. I'll have a few drinks with her and I'll be back before 1am. Hopefully you've re-charged before then. I'm assuming it was you who fucked David, and not the other way around. Although that would have been interesting!"
I tried to speak as Louise reacted to a buzz on her phone.
"Cab's here now. Ron, I've got my phone, but I know you trust me enough not to call me. Remember, I said I'd be thankful if you helped with the Mandy thing, so don't be sleeping when I get back in. Love you!"
And before I could reply Louise quickly walked to the front door and exited.
Jesus.
TO BE CONTINUED