Curiosity and the Pitch-Blac Room

All of my writing is fiction, and the stories and characters are products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always encouraged and carefully reviewed. All characters within the story that need to be are 18 years of age or older. I hope you enjoy! And take a second to vote and comment.

Just a note of explanation. This is the first time in over one hundred stories that what I've written doesn't fit neatly into one of the standard categories, or at least to me, doesn't seem to. Therefore, I've put it in the E & V category as that seems about the closest fit I could find. I hope everyone is comfortable with that.

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"Kat, you make the best lasagna I've ever had," Chuck said, pushing back from the table.

"Not so fast. There's dessert, and you say that every time you have it," Kat said, chuckling.

"It must be true, then." He licked his lips for emphasis.

"I have a couple of tricks my aunt taught me, and others have complimented it, too, but thanks."

"Did you mention dessert?" Judy said, a big smile on her face.

"Apple pie, made with Kat's special crust."

"Your aunt again?" Chuck asked.

"Mom," Kat answered with a chuckle.

"Whoever, I love it."

"Kat is smart. When she has company, she serves lasagna and pie and gets compliments. I just need to find a main course and dessert so I can mimic her."

The other three all laughed.

"We've all only been married for three years, so we have a while to develop those things."

*Three years," Judy said. "Chuck and I dated for three years before we married.

Kat passed out the pieces of apple pie as the conversation continued.

"We dated for a year and a half," Kat said, placing the last piece of pie at her place and sitting down.

"That had to be a lot easier," Judy said, nodding.

"Easier?"

Judy giggled. "The sex. We had to wait three years, and it was hard."

"Was it worth it?" Randy asked with a chuckle.

"You two waited a year and a half. Was it worth it for you?"

"Oh, Lord, don't get Randy talking about sex. My face will be bright red within ten minutes."

"Well, Kat, sex with you was well worth waiting for."

"Randy, shut up."

"There are things you can do besides intercourse," and I think we tried a bunch of them."

"Chuck, be quiet." Now, It was Judy's face that was turning red.

"I assumed that all four of us were virgins when we married," Randy said, looking from face to face and receiving three nods.

"Do you know my friend, Veronica?" Kat asked Judy.

"I think she's been around a couple of times when I was here. She's pretty and has big boobs, as I remember."

"Gigantic boobs," Kat added. "And she likes to tell me about the six guys she's had sex with. I know a couple of them."

"Sex is kinda just sex, isn't it," Judy suggested.

"Not according to Veronica. Each guy is different and does things differently, not to mention that each man is put together a little differently."

"Is she married?"

"Um, no. She was engaged once, but no marriages."

"She's talking about breast reduction surgery. They're great for attracting men, but she has back problems. Randy enjoys it when she stops by, though."

"Not everyone has a set of double D's, and I don't mind seeing her show them off a little." Randy had a big smile on his face.

"She bends over and shows three times more than I have total and still doesn't show any goodies."

"Once she did," Randy said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"What? I didn't know that."

"It was fairly spectacular," Randy added, laughing.

"And you didn't want to grab it?" Chuck asked.

"Naw, I've got a nice pair to grab, right, Kat?"

Kat closed her eyes and shook her head. "There's not much comparison between Veronica and me."

"No reflection on you, Kat, but Randy, how could you not at least dream when you got that look? There's nothing wrong with dreaming."

"Yeah, nothing wrong with dreaming, right, Kat? I mean, do you dream when Veronica tells you about having sex with six guys? She probably shares details, too. Right?"

Kat's face reddened. Veronica often shared details, graphic details that often made her wonder what that might be like.

"See that face. She does share details, doesn't she?" Judy wasn't going to let up.

"But when I told YOU about her last one, you were about ready to try it out."

"I was not. It just sounded... unusual."

"What are we talking about here?" Chuck questioned, looking from Judy to Kat and back.

"You tell him," Judy said.

"He's your husband."

"Well, this is awkward, but it has to do with size." Judy rolled her eyes

"Her man had a big wanger, huh?"

"Men are disgusting, but she described it as

pornstar huge

."

"Must have made you wonder, though, didn't it?"

"Wonder what?" Kat tried to keep from smiling.

"What it might look like?"

"I can see one like that on the net if I want."

"That's not like having it live and two feet in front of your face."

"Not to change the subject, but let's head to the family room."

"We'll all help you clean up, Kat," Judy said, and they all dug in, cleared the table, and loaded the dishwasher. In the family room, all were finally settled into comfortable seats.

"Where were we?" Randy asked, restarting the conversation.

"I think Kat had a big one two feet in front of her face," Chuck said with a laugh.

"Let's face it," Randy said, "we were all virgins when we were married, and our sexual experience is with each other. Unlike Veronica, we can't compare."

"Would you really like to compare?" Kat asked accusingly of Randy.

"Let me turn that back to you. Would you like to compare? Chuck, Judy, would you two like to compare?"

Judy glanced from one to the other. "When I watch porn, I wonder if it's really like that, and some of them look a little different than the four of us do.

"Wait, how do you know how I look?" Randy said, laughing.

"Kat didn't say she was used to having a big one two feet in front of her, so I just guessed."

That brought a round of laughter.

"I think it's normal for people like us to be curious about sex, about people like Veronica who had six, probably very different sexual experiences. Judy, if I'd married Chuck and you'd married Randy, our sexual experiences would be at least a little different."

Not unexpectedly, Judy looked at Randy, who was looking at her, and Kat and Chuck were also looking at each other. They were best friends and weren't about to trade partners, but just looking at each other after what Kat had suggested had their minds whirling.

"I guess we all decided not to

sow our wild oats

, so we missed all those experiences Veronica had." Chuck was shaking his head.

"I think there may be pluses and minuses to all of that, too," Kat said, looking thoughtful. "When Veronica comes across lover number seven, will she say he's better than a couple of the others but not nearly as good as number six?"

"But she can teach him so that he'll eventually be good," Judy added, "from her experience."

"Unless he doesn't have the right parts," Kat added and couldn't keep from giggling.

"And that's one of the minuses."

"The famous question: does size matter?"

"Good question, Chuck, but I guess the girls will never know the answer to that important question."

"Says who?" Kat shot out immediately.

"Ah, the ever-adventurous Kat. Posted on her Facebook page: Attention: young attractive woman seeks man with very large penis to answer the

does size make a difference?

question."

Kat shook her head but chuckled.

"Let us know how that goes," Chuck said. "Judy may want to try that two."

"We've hinted and teased about sex before but never talked like this," Judy said.

"I think that

does size matter?

is just a metaphor for all the questions we have about sex."

"I'm sure that sums it up, well, Randy, but are we going to do anything about it?"

The ladies looked unsure of what might happen next and weren't about to make any suggestions.

"Let me do a little research," Randy suggested. "These questions have surely come up before, and someone has come up with, if not answers, at least suggestions. It's Friday night. Let's get together Sunday afternoon for a cookout, and I'll share what I've found. Then we can decide what to do, if anything."

~~~

"So, what did you find?" Kat asked on Sunday, wanting to get hints about what he was going to present.

He chuckled. "Another hour, and you'll hear."

"Ugh. Sometimes, I wonder why I married you. "

He laughed. "I think you'll be very surprised, so it's probably good that you hear it along with Chuck and Judy."

She wondered what he'd come up with. It didn't seem possible that there was something they could do that would answer their questions. She couldn't imagine anything that might accomplish that. But it sounded like Randy had found something.

It wasn't ten minutes later that they heard a voice at the front door.

"Sorry we're so early, but Judy couldn't contain her curiosity."

"Ha," said a voice from behind him. "He's been sitting in the car for an hour, just waiting."

"Well, come on in, and we can get started, right, Kat?"

"He wouldn't give me any hints, the bastard," she said, giggling at her language.

"It's more fun to hear it together." Randy was in control and was enjoying it, which annoyed Kat.

"Well, we're together now, so spill it," she said, nearly growling at him.

"My goodness, Kat's getting aggressive," Judy teased.

"I don't like to be teased, particularly when I know that Randy has what I'm after."

All eyes were on Randy.

"I searched the internet using several questions and finally found an answer that would do what we are after if we're willing to do it."

"Willing to do it?" Judy questioned.

"Fill us in on the details, Randy." Chuck was smiling at his wide-eyed wife.

"There's a small island in the Caribbean that has a program designed for, but not limited to, sexual neophytes. The daily session lasts three hours in a completely dark room. A man and a woman are randomly assigned to a room, and what they do is up to them. The idea is that, together, they explore and experiment with sexual things they've never experienced. The website said that nearly half of the people involved were married virgins, like us."

"So, if we want to answer our questions, we need to go to the island and spend three hours in a darkened room with a stranger?"

"The room is pitch black, not just darkened. Seeing the other person isn't that important for what we're trying to accomplish. "

"That seems kind of far out," Judy suggested. "Are any of us willing to do that or watch our mate do it?"

"If we want those answers, that's one way to get them," Randy said.

"Sounds like we need to decide what we're willing to do to get the answers."

"And, are we willing to let our mates do that?" Kat asked, working to answer the question for herself.

"If one of us did that, and it caused a separation, the relationship wasn't very strong."

Kat was quick to respond. "I'm sure I'd be fine with Randy doing that, and I'd be anxious to find what he'd learned. Sounds exciting."

Randy's head snapped around. "You would?"

She waited for more from him, cocking her head to the side.

He took a deep breath. "If you can trust me, I can certainly trust you. Yeah, I'm sure I can do that." He'd said it, but he wondered if he could really do it when the time came, if it ever did. She'd said she'd trust him, and he decided he'd have to do some imagining about what he might do when it was his turn on the island.

Meanwhile, Kat was wondering. She wasn't usually one to speak out and to be brave about things she wasn't sure about. But she'd done it, surprisingly anxious to find out about some of those things that had never taken place in her and Randy's sexual life. She hoped she didn't regret it.

Randy smiled. "So, Chuck and Judy. What do you two have to say?"

The other two looked at each other questioningly.

"Sure, I'd trust him. I trust him every day when he goes off to work. I think the women outnumber the men about four to one, and it seems they're all young and beautiful. Is that right, Chuck?"

Chuck had a comedic, guilty look on his face. "Very true. I don't have anything to do with hiring, but I commend whoever it is that does it. If I were looking to step out on Judy, it would be easy to do there."

"You're a good-looking guy, Chuck, and you have a beautiful wife," Kat said.

"So, you'd trust me to go into a pitch-black room with a strange woman?" He was looking straight at Judy.

"I would, and would you trust me?" She looked almost doubtful.

"Yes, I certainly would."

"So, are we just blowing smoke here so we'll sound good, or are we serious about this?"

All four of them decided it was a smoke-free environment, and each was serious about trusting their mate.

"Okay, I guess we just need to make reservations then. Should all four of us go together?"

"Maybe it would be good to send the women and the men separately. I know the dark room is supposed to keep you from being able to recognize the person you were with, but if one of you ladies ends up with a guy that's six-seven, it might not be too hard to pick him out at dinner, etc. Having a husband there might be awkward." Chuck looked from one to the other for reassurance.

"Makes sense, I guess," Judy said. "How do we decide who goes when?"

"We could try rock, paper, scissors, or we could flip a coin."

"Flip the coin," Kat said. "It's simpler."

Randy found a coin on the kitchen counter. "One of you ladies call it."

"Go ahead, Kat."

"Let's make it simple. Heads and the men go first. Tails, and it's us ladies."

Randy flipped the coin, and it landed on the hard floor and bounced twice before rolling around in a big circle.

"Tails," Randy called.

"Ugh. I don't know whether that's good or bad," Kat said.

"I guess it doesn't matter," Judy answered. "We're going first."

~~~

"Are you nervous?" Judy asked. "I am."

"I am, too. I was so naive; I never even imagined doing anything like this. Actually, I never imagined much of anything of a sexual nature, let alone being with another man."

Me too, but I've been telling myself it's not really being with another man. You won't even see him. It's just an experiment, you know, a learning experience our parents used to tell us."

Kat laughed. "A learning experience. That's a good way to look at it. I was reading about it. They suggest that you should decide how you dress when you enter the room. If you're basically fully dressed, that indicates that you'd like to talk to the other person about what's going to happen. If you're partially dressed, say topless for a woman, that indicates you're ready to do things, but you may have limits. If you go in totally naked, that says you're ready for anything. I'm trying to decide what I'll do."

"Oh my gosh, ready for anything? There are some

anythings

that I'm not sure I'm ready for."

"I don't think that means weird and freaky stuff, just normal sex things."

"Normal sex things aren't normal for us. That's why we're going there."

"That's why we're going there for sure, to answer the question

does size really matter.

"

"That's another scary thing. Size."

"Yeah, I guess so. My mom had a friend who always said her husband was built like a horse. And she was only talking about one part of a horse."

"I guess I'm not worried about that; I'm just anxious to bring things home that Randy and I can share and make that time in bed more exciting."

"I have some thinking to do," Judy said, shaking her head.

"Listen, I know they won't be able to see you, but as soon as they touch you all over, they'll realize they're with a babe, and it will get very interesting."

"Oh, geesh, I don't know about that. I'm still shy and naive, and that won't change before I get there."

"We leave tomorrow, so it's gonna happen." Kat seemed very excited.

"Whatever

it

is."

~~~

A fully clothed Kat stood outside the door with the number 6 painted on it. The light was on in the usually dark hallway as she decided what to do. Despite the airplane flight and the checking-in process, as well as the delicious dinner, she hadn't been able to decide, although she knew what she wanted to do but wasn't positive she could make it happen. She was standing there trying to make a decision. Should she go into the room as she was, which would cause a discussion about what the next three hours would involve, or should she strip off her clothing, which would tell her partner she was there for anything, within limits, of course?

She snorted and quickly stripped off her clothing, tossing it onto the floor. She switched off the light, opened the number 6 door, and stepped inside the pitch-black room. She closed the door behind her and put her hand before her face. There'd be nothing seen in the room.

"Is anyone here?" she asked quietly.

There was no response. But the silence only lasted about ten seconds. A door opened and then closed.

"Am I alone?" a deep male voice asked.

"No, you aren't," Kate answered.

"Ah, what a beautiful voice. We need to find each other."

Kat shuffled toward the voice and heard the sound of other feet. She touched a hand that grasped hers. A second hand grasped her left hand, and she realized it was checking for a wedding ring.

"Seems like we're both wearing a ring," he said as his hand slid up her arm and onto her bare back. "So far, we're together on everything."

"This is my first time here or doing anything like this, and I have no idea where or how to begin." She could feel herself trembling ever so slightly and was sure he could feel it, too.

"This is my tenth or eleventh year. Let me make a guess based on my experience. You were a virgin when you married, and possibly your husband was too. The sex is good, but you wonder what you've missed, and you've come here to find out as best you can."

"That's pretty much it," she assured him, not sure how she'd be with someone who had that much experience at this sort of thing.

"Is your husband here?"

"No, my best friend is in one of the other rooms. Our husbands will be here in a couple of weeks."

"A group discussion and decision?"

"Four virgins," she said with a chuckle.

I'm sure the end result will be very interesting and enlightening."

There was a moment of silence.

"Let me suggest that we begin by thoroughly exploring each other."

Kat inhaled sharply. Discussion, plans, and fantasizing ended. The adventure was beginning.

"How about if I begin, and then you'll follow?"

"Okay," she answered, her body beginning to tingle.

He explored her hand, then her arm. The second arm was explored, and he moved behind her, touching her shoulders, then down her back to her waist.

"Nice small waist. Ticklish?" he asked, poking her ribs.

She squealed. "You're not going to tickle me, are you?"

"Anything goes here, right? We can decide the limits in a few minutes."

His hands continued onto her butt cheeks.

"Oh my gosh, what a fantastic ass you have," he said softly as he squeezed and massaged her butt cheeks. He ran his finger down her crack, and she moaned ever so softly.

His hands slid around to her belly, then her navel. "We'll get to this later," he said. Then, they moved up until they touched her breasts. "Small but wonderfully shapely." He moved to her nipples. "Oh my gosh, these are the longest nipples I've ever been around. I may come just touching them," he said with a tiny chuckle.