THE EROTIC ADVENTURES OF LOUISE AND PETER - Part 14
THE CABARET
Since joining the adult contact site some time ago, Louise and Peter have made friends with five other straight couples, most of who have at least met each other by now, so someone suggested that it could be good to have a big party, all together.
Despite the logistical difficulties of finding everyone free at the same time, it is eventually achieved. Of course, no-one has a house or apartment large enough to cope with such a gathering, so a meeting room is hired. It is above some shops, which are closed in the evening, and it sports a small stage which is equipped with some basic lighting, and a sound system. The cost split between six couples is easily affordable.
About a week prior to the meeting, one couple emailed the rest with the suggestion that since there is a stage, each couple should plan an erotic entertainment for all the others, envisioning that each segment would last about 15 minutes. Amazingly, everyone emailed back their agreement, and spent time at home conceiving a plot and rehearsing for their slot. ‘What shall we do?’ Louise asks Peter, who is desperately searching for inspiration. ‘Well’ he ponders, ‘I think we should work around something that is meaningful to us both, such as a beach.
'We’ll have no scenery’ Peter explains, ‘so we can improvise in a fun way. How about we put some yellow fabric on the floor to represent the sand – I’ve got some – and put a heap of empty cardboard boxes in the centre to represent a rocky outcrop, so that each side of the boxes is a sandy bay. We pin a notice on the boxes to tell everyone it’s a rocky outcrop, and another on the yellow material to say that it’s sand. I will walk on from one side of the stage, carrying a bag and a towel, put the towel on the floor beside the boxes, open the bag and get out my swim shorts, take off my clothes, put them on and sit down. Then you come from the other side, spread your towel beside the boxes, and change into your bikini. We will both sit there for a short while, totally unaware that anyone is on the other side of the rocks. Following a prearranged signal, both of us, at the same time, will look furtively around to establish that we are completely alone, and then take off our swimwear again. Then, on another prearranged signal, we will both hold up a notice saying THE WATER LOOKS TEMPTING. We both walk to the front of the stage pretending to paddle, but each looking away from each other, walking slowly backwards, until our bare bums collide. You will shriek, and we both cover ourselves with our hands, not knowing how to handle the situation. Eventually, I offer you my hand and say ‘I’M PETER, WE SEEM TO HAVE THE SAME IDEA.’ You automatically shake my hand before realising that you have exposed yourself to do so! ‘RATHER THAN REMAIN BY OURSELVES, LET’S SIT TOGETHER’, I say, and then add ’I HAVE SOME WINE, IF YOU WOULD CARE FOR A GLASS.’ We start to relax, and I stop covering myself. I take the bottle of wine from my bag, to show that it is still sealed, and produce a corkscrew. Feeling reassured you fetch your stuff and join me. I really will open the bottle and pour two glasses. The lights will fade and then come back on to suggest the passage of time, and the consumption of two or three glasses of wine each. As you are smaller, the wine will affect you more, so I suggest that you start to come on to me, and from then on we can follow our instincts, rather than a script'
'I like’ Louise confirms, ‘we’ll have to rehearse it.'
By the night of the get-together it’s running very smoothly, and they are feeling confident that they will put on a good show. Everyone has come equipped with props, and it just has to be decided who is on first. Naturally, no-one wants to be first! ‘We’d anticipated this’ says Sue, and brings out a hat with six folded pieces of paper in it, each bearing a number. ‘Each couple take a piece of paper and open it to reveal your number, and that’s the order we’ll appear in.
’Louise and Peter have drawn number 2. Sue and Gordon are number 1, so they go and prepare the stage. There are a number of wooden poles with attachments to represent trees, and pieces of wood on the floor as roots. Sue follows Gordon, who is carrying a picnic basket, on to the stage, and they pick their way through the trees looking for a quiet spot to stop. They have gone to a lot of trouble with their clothing, so that just as they are approaching the clearing their tops are caught on the branches and are pulled off. Sue is not wearing a bra, so is struggling to conceal herself with her arms. It is quite amusing. Gordon bends down to spread the blanket, loses his shorts to another branch, and falls over. He’s not wearing pants! Sue rushes to help, but inevitably another branch strips her of her skirt. As you would expect, she is wearing panties, but they are see-thru! Gordon stands up, they face each other, and Sue looks at his cock. Moments later she growls ‘FUCK THE PICNIC’, throwing her arms round him. They kiss, passionately, and grope each other, culminating in Gordon appearing to rip off her panties, but actually, they have Velcro sides. She kneels in front of him and takes him into her mouth before pulling him to the floor and sitting on his face as a prelude to full sex. He makes sure not to climax, as he wants to save that for later. The group applaud warmly, and they clear away their props.
Once the stage is clear Louise and Peter take over with their props, first of all laying the yellow fabric across the front of the stage, and then arranging the pile of boxes a little to left of centre, to give more space on the side that they will use together. Having attached the explanatory notices, it is time to put on the show. It has been well rehearsed up until the closing scene, and that will be spontaneous. From the moment Louise starts to touch Peter, they both ignore the audience and go through their full gambit of sucking, licking, biting, slapping, and ultimately fucking, but without Peter cumming. There is lots of cheering as they roll up the fabric and take the boxes and notices away.
Now they are free to enjoy the offerings from the other couples, which vary from a simulation of joining the mile high club to an Amsterdam sex show tribute!
At the end, Gordon takes to the floor, thanks everyone for a great entertainment, and then suggests that the next part of the evening should continue in the same way, but all of us performing with someone other than our usual partner, and doing it without any rehearsal. The girls are all asked to drawer names from a hat, and once the new pairings have been formed, they again draw numbers to decide the order. Louise is paired with a large muscular guy called Dave, who she has previously said she finds attractive, so she is content. They draw number one, so spend a few minutes whispering before taking to the stage. They place two chairs, side by side, in the centre of the stage, and Louise sits to his left. They ask for the lights to be dimmed, and explain that they are in the back row at the cinema, reliving their youth. Some dramatic film score style music is set playing, and what they do, especially unrehearsed is really inventive. Dave nervously puts his arm round her shoulder, and she repels it. He places his hand on her knee, and she slaps it. She then looks at him to make sure he won’t give up, leaning in toward him a little. Again his arm moves around her shoulder, but this time it is ok. He goes for the first kiss, and she responds. After a minute or two, as he is not trying anything else, she picks up his hand and places it on her knee. He doesn’t move it, so she lifts her skirt and puts it over his hand. Now he gets the message! As his fingers move up her thigh, his arm is raising her skirt, but she does not try to pull it down, instead she slowly opens her legs, so the audience can clearly see her white panties. His left hand drops over her shoulder and is testing the water at her left breast. As it meets no resistance, he cups it in his large hand. She responds by kissing him again. Her skirt has risen all the way up, so with his new found confidence, he moves his right hand to start unbuttoning the front of her blouse. Three or four buttons allow his hand to enter, but he is stopped by her bra! More buttons are opened, with Louise’s help, so that he can push the offending garment right up and out of the way, letting her nipples protrude through the open blouse. His left hand now cups the bare breast, so his right hand can resume its rightful place up her skirt! First he rubs the front of her panties, and she opens her legs further. Emboldened he pulls the strip of fabric aside and touches her pussy, which she thrusts forward a little, so that his finger enters her. The kissing is wild, and she grabs the front of his trousers feeling his stiff prick. She fumbles with his zip, but fails to move it, so he helps her, and her hand disappears inside. Between them they also manage to undo his belt and the top of his trousers, so that she releases his dong from his underpants and rubs it. Passion is now in control, so she raises her bum a bit and he takes off her panties, puts them in his pocket, and then pushes down his own trousers and pants. It is clear what he wants, so Louise straddles him and takes his hard cock into her pussy, and they fuck until he eventually releases his load into her. Everyone cheers and applauds a great performance.
Peter is paired with a woman he has met on a number of occasions, but has never had any sexual interaction with before. She is called Candy, but he suspects that is not her real name. They are on last, so at least have time to concoct a story-line. Four chairs facing stage left represent a car. Peter is the driver. The lights are dimmed to indicate a time of around 2 or 3 in the morning, when the roads are deserted. They are on their way home from a party, but a normal one, so have had no chance for erotic pleasures. Although still driving, Peter does not stop her from undoing his belt and opening his trousers. She gets out his cock and gently rubs it before leaning over and taking it into her mouth. Keeping one hand on the wheel he lifts her dress above her waist, and strokes the thin fabric that runs between her legs, and barely covers her pleasure portal. Sitting back up again she removes the dress entirely, to reveal a delightful set of lingerie. ‘Find somewhere to stop the car’ she hisses, so Peter enacts pulling into a lay-by, turning off the lights, and switching off the engine. Immediately he kisses her on the mouth before allowing his attentions to wander down her neck and on to her shoulders. His hands are everywhere, inside her bra, and panties, prior to their removal. Candy has taken Peter’s trousers right off him, and is now getting him out of his shirt. ‘I like my men naked’ she whispers.
Peter’s hand vanishes down the front of her panties, and his eager fingers are exploring the sweet crevices hidden there. ‘Take them off’ he urges, and she does, very swiftly. He slides across under her, and she is soon impaled on his stiff knob. Her back is to him, so he unclips her bra, to render her naked too. After a few minutes she lifts herself off, turns round to face him, takes her hand to his cock and guides it back in as he clamps his lips around her protruding nipples. Her sensuous movements are having a defining effect on Peter, who now knows that after all the rest of the excitement of the evening, this can’t last long. ‘I’m nearly there’ he confesses, so Candy quickly moves herself to take him in her mouth for the final crescendo, and then it happens, the warm juice floods in. Sitting up, she opens her mouth to show how much is there, which she swallows, and then opens again to show it empty!
The evening is at an end, and no-one is going home less than very happy.
