Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 36

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Louise and I managed to get through the Holiday Season without any new situations arising. We even had an evening out just before New Year's with Debbie and her new boyfriend, an Oil Trader from Connecticut named Mark, and at no time was there any undercurrent of potential sexual shenanigans during the evening. Debbie looked gorgeous as usual. And I was getting used to Louise as a redhead, she also looked great that night.

I of course got the gossip from Louise on the goings on after our night out at Don Camacho's. She'd had a coffee with Joanne one afternoon prior to Christmas, and Joanne had filled Louise in on the happenings back at the Maloney's.

As Louise had predicted, Joanne and Randall had gotten together with Jon and Danica (or was it 'Daizy'?). Evidently Joanne had mentioned that Danica/Daizy had starred in a couple of Donna's movies previously, and I made a mental note to check those out. Joanne hadn't enjoyed the sex with Jon as much as she had with me apparently.

Evidently, Evan and Jan had kept out of any hanky panky, but had spectated with the others on the main event, Archie's ladyboy wife, Rola, fucking Donna. Frank had filmed it, for private viewing only. And Joanne had confirmed to Louise that Rola did indeed have a pretty decent-sized cock for a Thai ladyboy.

Louise and I also discussed what had happened when we'd got home after the dinner party. Louise told me she knew I'd fucked Elisa, but as she'd agreed in her drunken state to allow me to do so, I was 'Off the hook'. But she said I shouldn't be thinking about a repeat anytime soon. Especially if we were taking a break from this sort of thing. It looked like February was going to be our cooling down month, as Louise told me she still had plans for January.

Shortly before the weekend of January 5/6, I asked Louise about the potential second session with Jayda.

"Well, Ron, guess what?"

"What?"

"Mandy gave me a call. I also got a Facebook message from David. Jayda thinks she's pregnant. There won't be a session this month. If Jayda does have her period late, and isn't in fact pregnant, then you'll next be required in early February."

Shit. David hadn't texted me. I felt a little left out.

"Ron, don't panic. We can still fix up a date with David. If you want to, that is. Or, if we're really done with this stuff, we don't have to. In this case, I am leaving it up to you. But I don't want you and David having any liaisons behind my back. So, if you do want to see David again, I'm involved. I'd also prefer he comes here, OK?"

I didn't really have a response, so I kept quiet.

"Also, Ron. I've had a few texts from Sue, remember, the older couple, from the end of the night at Don Camacho's?"

I remembered them OK.

"Sue's invited us to a party on Saturday twenty-sixth. I've not accepted yet. Ron, I'd like to go. If we're serious about toning things down, I'd like you to agree to go to this party as a, I don't know, as our 'Grande Finale', OK?"

I sighed. "Louise, part of me wants to go to the party. I thought about it on the way home that night we spoke to Sue and Daniel, and after a few drinks, well, I still find that kind of thing exciting, I admit it. But part of me wants to get off of the ride. Can I think about it?"

"Sure, Ron. Lunchtime tomorrow. Give me a yay or a nay. Sue needs to finalize numbers tomorrow. Call me by 1pm. I'll repeat, I'd like to go."

At a little after noon the following day, I texted Louise.

"The Sue party. Go for it."

I decided that if we were going to tone things down, then we'd cram a few more experiences in before we did. However, subconsciously, I realized that by agreeing to go to the party, we weren't likely to be toning things down anytime soon. Possibly not ever. I wasn't totally sure how I felt about that.

==

Over the next week or so, I thought about things. A lot. On a Wednesday afternoon after I'd taken a late lunch, I sat in my car in the parking lot of the Vietnamese restaurant I'd just eaten in. I had a client visit to make, and was going to finish early after I'd done the meeting.

I decided spur of the moment to call David. I wanted to talk to him. Shit, if I'm being honest, I wanted to see him.

I thought through the possibilities as his phone rang. Worst case scenario, I'd pre-arrange something with Louise at home. But that wasn't my first choice. I was about to hang up, when David answered.

"Hi Ron. Sorry, I was in the bathroom."

"Ah, sorry, David. I didn't mean to bother you. We haven't spoken in a while, I just wanted to make sure things were OK. I mean, between us."

"Ron, sure. I thought we'd meet again at Jayda's, but you heard that they have their hopes up. Here's hoping that Mandy and Jayda are in luck this time."

"Yes, David. Thing is, shit I feel like a shy teenager, sorry. Thing is, I wanted to see you again."

"Ah, OK, Ron. Actually, I finished editing my make-up video with Louise. I wanted to show it to you guys. I mentioned it last week to Louise, well, you know, on a Facebook message, but she didn't get back to me."

Louise hadn't mentioned it to me.

"OK, David. I guess we could watch it together round our place. How does that sound?"

"Sure Ron. I suppose you're at work? Busy for the rest of the day? Right?"

I paused.

"I'm not in the office right now. I have a client visit to do. 3pm. It'll take about half an hour, it's a simple account check-up. Then I was going to finish early."

Now David paused.

"Right, Ron. If you wanted, we could, you know, preview the video at my place? Could you get to me by 4:30pm you think?"

I felt butterflies in my stomach. On a normal day Louise would be expecting me home about six-thirty.

"I could do that, David. Yes."

"OK Ron, see you at four-thirty! I better rush, got a couple of things I need to do. See you later!"

I cut the call. Shit. I felt nervous, jittery even. I knew what I was doing. What I was about to do. I was about to take a conscious decision to cheat on Louise. With someone that could easily be in Louise and mines company again. I told myself I'd be straight with David. I'd tell him how I felt, and if he couldn't do the secret affair thing, I'd keep it so we had one more meet with Louise. And that would be it.

==

I did the client visit in 25 minutes. There'd really been nothing to discuss. The contract was running well and we'd had no issues with support. It was just a 'show love to the customer' type gig.

I drove to David's. At around 4:25pm I found myself outside David's gated development. I called David on his cellphone. He picked up after 2 rings.

"Ron, I'll buzz you in. Park next to the VW, and I'll leave the door open. 1B, you remember, right?"

I didn't really, but I lied that I did.

I parked next to David's VW. I saw what I took to be David's motorcycle next to it, covered by a waterproof green bike cover.

I roughly remembered the geography from my last visit. But without David giving me his apartment number, I'd have got lost.

I found the front door to 1B easily. I was about to push the doorbell when I realized the door was actually open. I gave three tentative taps on the door.

"Ron! Come on in! I'm through in the bedroom."

I entered David's open-plan living area and closed the door. Of course, the one time I'd been here, I hadn't made it much past the front door. So I wasn't sure of my bearings. I saw two doors to the left of the far wall, one on the right. The one on the right definitely led into David's kitchen. I headed left.

As I approached the first of the doors to the left David walked out and greeted me.

"Ron!"

Fuck!

David had gone full girl mode. Shit, this was unexpected.

Before I could even close my open mouth, David swiftly grabbed me and locked his lips on mine. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. I reactively slipped my tongue back into David's warm mouth.

David pulled away.

"Well, Ron, what do you think? You like?"

I fucking liked.

David's make-up was as usual perfect. Dark shaded eyes, shaped eyebrows and dark full mascaraed lashes. David had made his lips look their fullest, they were colored a deep glossy pink. The main difference I noticed was that David wore a black back-combed spiky wig, which covered his neck and shoulders.

He really looked like a hot young woman. No way would I have guessed if I'd seen David dressed like this in a bar or a club. He had on a shiny blue and black micro dress, and I noticed for the first time David's long feminine legs, which were naked, completely shaved, with not a hair or blemish in sight. Finishing the look, David had on a black patent leather pair of high heel sandals with a leather strap and chain fastened round each ankle. David didn't have any underwear on. His smooth semi-hard cock flopped visibly between his legs.

"David, it's unbelievable!", I managed to stutter.

David reached out and grabbed my right hand.

"Ron, bedroom, let's go. I've really wanted you."

I let David lead me into his bedroom, which was large and decorated mainly in white. Centering the back wall was a large bed with a white fabric headboard, which was covered in dark, almost black, satinesque bed linen.

David walked to the edge of his bed, reaching out onto his bedside table.

"Ron, come on! I can hardly wait. Get undressed!"

I started unbuttoning my shirt.

"David, I have to, I .."

"Ron, I know!", David interrupted. "You don't want Louise to know about this. Our secret? Yeah?"

I gulped. "Yes."

"OK, I'll never let Louise know about us. 'Us'. God, we're having an affair!"

David lit a cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke away from the bed.

"Ron, just get undressed. I'm starting to get really hard. Oh my God, I want you so much."

I rapidly de-robed. I just threw each item of clothing on the floor as I removed it.

David dragged slowly on his cigarette as I turned to face him. He shot a glance at my cock.

"Ron, I once wore this dress on a night out. Same wig, same shoes, everything. I went to a club in New York City. I even had these breast forms on, well, it's actually a breast form bra. I got a LOT of attention. I knew you'd like me dressed like this."

I took a few steps towards David. He stood up and placed his cigarette in an ashtray by the bed.

"Ron. Kiss me."

I leant in and put my left hand on David's shoulder. I moved my mouth close to David's, then pushed my lips firmly against his. I closed my eyes and gave myself to the moment. Blood flowed into my cock, and as it poled upwards, I felt David's dick twitch as my penis brushed his.

David gripped me and pulled me down onto the bed by his side. We kept our lips locked as our tongues explored the inside of each other's mouths. Fuck, I felt a drip of pre-cum ooze from my slit. My whole body felt electrified.

I couldn't stop myself, I loosened my lips from David's and as we squeezed into the middle of the bed, I felt an uncontrollable pull as I moved my head down into David's groin.

I gripped David's stiff stem at the base and fed the head of his cock into my mouth. David gasped an "Ah!".

I started to move my mouth slowly up and down David's shaft. Saliva was dripping from the sides of my mouth. I pushed my head down as far as I could and I had to fight the gag reflex as David's glans slithered deep down my throat.

David was shaking. He dug his fingers into my hair.

"Oh, fuck, Ron, yes, you delightful bastard, more, more!"

I started to bob my head up and down faster. I wondered if David was going to come in my mouth, when I surprised myself, and suddenly stopped sucking David's perfect six-inch pole.

I lifted myself up slightly. I looked David in the eye.

"David, I want you to fuck me."

David's eyes bolted wide open in surprise.

"Ron, really? Really? You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes, David, I'm sure. Do it now."

David slid to the outside of the bed and pulled a small plastic bottle from the top drawer in his bedside table. Then he took a final pull and stubbed out the dying embers of his discarded cigarette.

I lay on my back on the bed.

"David, I want to look at you while you're doing this, OK?"

David put his hand on my abdomen, just above my aching cock. I realized David hadn't even touched my penis so far. Shit, this was starting to feel unreal.

I could see a small white and blue labeled bottle in David's left hand. David smiled at me, then leaned forward and wrapped his pink glossy lips round the tip of my cock. I let out a quiet gasp. David then bent his neck downwards and I felt my cock slide deep into David's mouth.

"Oh, fuck!", I panted.

After a few sucks on my rod, David pulled his mouth free. David moved down a few inches further and started licking my balls.

"Jesus!", I groaned.

David paused for a second.

Before I could react in any way, David pushed my ball sack upwards, and snaked his tongue downwards. I subconsciously hitched my ass up off of David's dark sheets.

David maneuvered his head from side to side. A sudden pulse of pleasure ran up my spine as David started to tongue my asshole. Fuck!

David enthusiastically licked at my hole for around a minute, before stopping. I looked downwards to see David fiddling with the small plastic bottle. I could see him liberally coating his stiff cock with the shiny liquid.

David looked at me then smiled.

"Ron, are you ready?"

"I guess so", I replied. A little nervously.

David inserted a slippery cold finger very slowly into my ass. I tensed.

"Ron, try and relax", David urged.

He then tossed the small plastic bottle of lube aside.

"OK, Ron, come down a little, yes, that's it."

I edged down the bed. David then pushed the underside of my thighs upwards. I couldn't see, but I could feel David place his cock at the entrance to my ass. I gulped, nervously.

David arched himself back slightly. I felt his cock touch the outer flesh of my asshole.

I heard David groan, as I simultaneously felt a pain, like a stinging pain, as David entered me. My eyes opened wide. Then David started to slowly rock, his hands pushing my legs apart so he had full access to my butthole.

As David slowly slid in and out of my ass, he let out a very low hum on each thrust. As he continued to carefully thrust his penis, in, then out, I could see the pleasure on his face as he fucked me. David's eyes were closed. He looked like a beautiful woman. This very pretty young man looked even better as a female.

Fuck, I was loving this.

I'd describe the pain in my asshole more like a stinging feeling, certainly not as bad as when I'd previously taken a cock anally. I wasn't getting any sensation like I was going to come, but just watching David turned me on immensely, and I still maintained a raging hardon.

David suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me. He stopped his movements.

"Ron, I really need you in me. Lie back, let me climb on top, lover. I always have my best orgasms with a cock inside me."

David carefully pulled his cock from my hole. I instantly farted.

"Fuck, David, sorry, I .."

"Sssshhhhh. Don't worry Ron."

David picked up the small bottle of lube again and squirted a dose directly onto my cock. The sudden cold made my cock jerk upwards.

David then squatted over me, facing me.

"Ron, hold your cock up, yes, there, that's it, hold it."

David then pushed himself downwards.

"AAAAHHHH, FUCK!", I just couldn't keep quiet as my cock buried itself into David's ass.

I didn't even have to move as David started a rhythmic back to front squirming motion, which caused my cock to pull even further away from my body, increasing my pleasure tenfold as the underside of my glans rubbed the inside of David's shithole.

David now looked like he was experiencing the ultimate pleasure himself. His head was tilted neck and his eyes were screwed shut.

Moving like this for maybe 90 seconds or so, David then made a noise like a cross between a cough and a shout.

"FUCK! Ah, FUCK! Here it comes!"

I froze as David's prick went completely hard, and a warm stringy jet of come spurted from the tip of his cock and landed on my sweating chest. This was followed by a similarly powerful rope of jizz which landed this time just above my navel, before David howled as the last of his come slowly pulsed out of his slit like a small gooey volcano, covering his glans in beautiful semi-opaque man milk.

David momentarily stopped moving.

He looked at me, and spoke softly.

"Ron, pump. Pump my ass full of your come. Do it, lover!"

I started to drive upwards from the bed, pushing my cock as far as I could inside David. After maybe another thirty seconds, I felt it starting. David felt it too.

"Oh, Ron, come! Come!"

I felt my cock explode inside David. I started spurting come up David's shitter, four, five, Christ, maybe six ball emptying bolts of pleasure.

My groans, I hadn't even realized I'd been making a noise, subsided.

David let me relax for a few seconds, then he dismounted me.

"Ron, thanks. We can do this anytime you know. We don't have to tell Louise. It's up to you, OK?"

I hitched myself up on my elbows. I looked at the shiny streaks of David's cum on my chest and belly. Then I scooped as much of David's sperm up as I could with my fingers, and licked them clean.

David watched me doing this silently, smiling at me.

David walked round to the bedside table and picked up a cigarette from an open pack. He lit up.

"Ron, you better get cleaned up. I'm assuming you're heading back home to Louise, right? Bathroom's over there, take a shower."

I checked my watch. Only 5:10pm. I headed to the bathroom.

David spoke to me as we got freshened up. He explained he was going to get cleaned up, but not totally, as he was going out for a drink with friends later 'as a girl'. I felt a little jealous.

I showered, then dressed. It was about now I started to worry about the Louise aspects. I concentrated and pushed any guilty feelings firmly to the back of my mind. Well at least I tried to.

I turned to David.

"David, this has to be something Louise doesn't know about. Even if we meet, I mean, if you meet Louise and me again, please, this has to stay our secret."

"I know Ron, I know. Now, get yourself home. I hope we get to do this again soon. I really enjoy being with you, Ron. I hope you know that."

I left David's apartment probably more quickly than I should have, for sure I had some post-coital regrets, and drove home.

When I got home, the boys greeted me. Louise was in the kitchen.

I went and immediately had another shower. I carefully soaped around my tender ass. As I relaxed in the shower, I realized I wanted more with David. Although I still worried about some of the possible consequences. I wondered to myself. How messy was this going to get? And what the fuck was I doing?

TO BE CONTINUED