Dex Danger Loves Swingers, #06
Dex and Natalie attend their engagement party with a who's who host of invited adult film stars.
Dex Danger Loves Swingers, rewritten and continued from chapter #05
That night, as if we had never made love before, Natalie and I made passionate love all night. We continued having sex well after the sun came up the next day. Much like our first adult film together, I turned to her and grinned.
"Is anyone ready for coffee," I asked with a laugh?
As if coffee was our new code word, Natalie rolled her eyes and laughed hysterically since it had become an insider joke with us. As soon as she stopped laughing, we climbed out of bed, and made breakfast together. I looked deeply into her blue eyes and kissed her.
"Oh, there's one more thing I need to discuss with you," I said.
She smiled.
"What's that, darling," she asked?
I returned her smile with my smile.
"I'm quite aware that most of us only use our stage names and keep our real names private," I continued. "We already know Brandi Love's real name is Tracie Lynn Livermore, India Summer is Jody Jean Olson, and Johnny Sins is Steven Wolfe. You already know my real name is Dexter Dangerfield. I think it is only fair that I should know your real name as well," I said.
Seemingly embarrassed that she hadn't told him her real name, Natalie blushed.
"I'm so embarrassed," she said with a laugh. "I didn't realize that I hadn't told you my real name. All of this time you must have felt as if you were having sex with a spy or an undercover cop," she said with a sexy laugh.
She took my hand in her hand.
"Allow me to formally introduce myself to you, Dexter Dangerfield. My real name is Tori Lynn Gaines," she said.
I had been planning this for the last couple of weeks anyway so I was prepared. I hoped to shock and awe her. I dropped to one knee, removed a small box from my pocket, opened it, and held the box up to her.
"Torie Lynn Gaines, will you marry me," I asked while hoping she'd say yes?
As if I was the bachelor on The Bachelor and she was my final rose recipient, she stared down at me and at the ring with her mouth hanging open. With her not expecting my proposal, I definitely shocked her. With me buying her a three carat diamond ring, I awed her.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Of course, I'll marry you," she said. "I love you, Dex Dangerfield."
I stood and placed the ring on her finger. Then, we hugged and kissed in the way that we had never hugged and kissed before. No longer kissing her as my girlfriend, I kissed her as my fiancΓ©e.
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Dex Danger Loves Swingers, #06
For the entire weekend, we never bothered to put on clothes except for when we went to dinner. As soon as we got home, we immediately stripped naked, jumped in bed, and resumed our non-stop love making. My person and my perfect someone, I loved making love to her as much as she loved making love to me. I became aware that my lover, who was now my fiancΓ©e, had two separate identities, Natalie, and Tori, and I loved them both.
I could tell when she was Natalie Lust, the insatiable porn actress who craved my cock. I could tell when she was Tori Gaines, the shy, loving, and kind girl next door who won my heart with her sensitivity and tenderness. Yet, unable to wrap my head around her real name, Tori, I continued to call her Natalie because it seemed so natural to me.
Author's Note:
Seeming the name that best reflected both sides of this wonderful woman, especially now that Tori was free to express her true inner feelings, I didn't wish to confuse the readers by switching the name of a main character in the middle of the story. Instead, I left her name as Natalie.
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We made love in our bed, in the shower, on the living room couch, on the kitchen counter, the kitchen floor, on the dining room table, on the back porch, in the pool, and even on the front lawn that night. We lost count of our orgasms since it was in the double digits already. I was nearly completely drained. Without question, hopefully, my lifelong partner until death do us part, Natalie aka Tori, was the best lover that I ever had.
After a very intense session of literally sheet-ripping-sex, we laughed as we surveyed the damage and what was left of our bedclothes. As if we had wrestled all night, the bed was a mess. Pillows were strewn all over the floor and our comforter was under the bed.
"Well," I joked. "It looks like we'll need new sheets. Would you prefer satin or fine, high thread count, Egyptian cotton?"
Natalie mischievously bit her lower lip, giggled, and chirped.
"Why not both," she asked? "The satin for special occasions and Egyptian cotton for every day."
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The first thing Monday morning, I called the offices of Naughty America. I spoke with Eddie Arenas, the president, and CEO of Naughty America. I accepted their offer, and was told to come to their office in San Diego where they would show me to my new office and workspace. As soon as I arrived, I was introduced to my team. They quickly brought me up to speed on their projects.
After a couple of meetings with the staff, filling out paperwork, presented with my ID badge, and my keys, it was almost lunchtime. Mr. Arenas told me that I could invite Natalie to come along with us and we'd be given the grand tour. I phoned Natalie and told her a little of what had transpired that morning. I told her that a car was coming to pick her up to drive her to the office, a two-hour drive from LA to San Diego. I asked her to dress business casual.
"Have you spoken with Farrah this morning," I asked?
She sighed loudly over the phone.
"No, I haven't been able to get in touch with her, yet. She's supposed to be on a shoot this morning. I'll try again this afternoon," Natalie replied. "Why, what's going on?"
I chuckled.
"They gave me a great job and we will be given the grand tour this afternoon after we meet with some of the staff," I replied. "Don't say anything to Farrah about our engagement just yet. I want it to be a surprise. We are sending a limo for you."
I gave her kisses over the phone.
"I'll see you soon, my love," I said.
We blew kisses over the phone to one another as if we were teenagers in love.
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Natalie quickly dressed in a lacey white bra, sheer, and white panties with sexy, silk stockings and matching a garter belt and high heels. She wore a sheer, white blouse that opened at the neck, and that showed just the right amount of cleavage. Her fitted, navy-blue skirt showcased her shapely legs, and a matching navy blazer made her look professional.
She was impressed when a black, Mercedes AMG S63 limousine they sent pulled up in front of our house. The driver emerged from the car to open the rear passenger door for her. As only Natalie could do while parting her knees enough to make her deliberate flash appear unintentional, she flashed the driver her white panties.
A long drive, she rode in comfort to the adult film studio corporate offices of Naughty America in San Diego. She was so excited she could hardly contain herself. A long two-hour driver, she wished the driver would drive faster to get her there quicker. Yet, stuck within the maze of overpasses, the Los Angeles rush hour traffic at this early hour of the morning was a nightmare.
As soon as she arrived, giving her a hug and a kiss, I met her in the lobby. We were introduced to Eddie Arenas, the president/CEO of Naughty America. We greeted one another with warm handshakes.