A fortnight can fly by without you noticing. It was almost time for Inge to return home and, although we hadn't seen as much of her as we had in the past, I still felt that she was my first love. Of course, Hazel was the girl with whom I lived and our relationship appeared to be very strong. All three of us loved each other but I knew that such a good thing could come to an end.
The problem between Bibi and her host couple was sorted out with help of the incredible night we had all spent together. She said that she was perhaps a little naive about how other people lived their lives. We were all between the ages of nineteen and twenty-two, just four horny people on a sexual journey, experiencing anything and everything we could. We didn't know what the future held in respect of our relationships, we were trying each other on.
But, what would happen after our experimentation had finished? Well, that was the stage that Maggie and Ian were at. They kept their sex life alive with like-minded friends, committed in their relationships but still wanting to express the sexual side to their lives. Inge had helped Bibi to embrace more than just a boy-girl situation and, when Hazel and later, me had joined them, Bibi had had a two-girl fling, a girls' threesome and finally, a three girls-one man foursome! What an explosive night!
Inge had told her to imagine how much fun she could have with Maggie and Ian and it seemed like she was willing to give her job another try, mostly for the enjoyment of looking after baby Chloë. The possibilities with her host couple were at the back of her mind.
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It was the night before Inge was flying home to Stavanger that we arranged to meet for our sad farewell. The Onslows had allowed Bibi to take the night off so that we could have a trip to the West End.
We would normally go to a club in Wardour Street called Crackers as my friend Mike was the Resident DJ at the club. All the time I knew him, he played the current UK dance and pop tunes but he also checked the new disco tracks coming into the UK from the disco clubs in New York, Philadelphia and Detroit. He packed out every club where he worked so it was no surprise that he had moved on, probably to a bigger club. I loved the music and I had had some amateur experience of DJing in local youth clubs so it was a career that I wanted to pursue.
But, with Mike having moved on (as we had found out on our previous visit), I thought we could try another club. In nearby Wells Street, there was a cellar club called Countdown. The music was just as brilliant as in Crackers but some tunes were a little more edgy. I was loving the music even more than usual and the girls were enjoying the night as well. The best thing was that the DJ just played the music. He didn't announce each tune, he didn't want to interrupt the dancers. As the night came to the end, he did make an announcement ... it was last orders at the bar! At closing time, he said, "Thanks for coming see you next week!" Brilliant!
There was a separate room off the dance floor which had pool tables and slot machines. But it also had a cosy seating area. I had to be careful not to lose sight of the girls as there were many guys wandering around the club, looking for a girl with whom to pair up. Sure enough, Bibi was most vulnerable, enough to be a target. Inge and Hazel were quite firmly together and giving out a definite 'no, thank you' message to any approach. At one point, I wandered into the room and saw Bibi. She said that she was OK and I told her that I was looking out for her, she had to get back to Ruislip at some point over the weekend!
As it happened, the night passed by and we all left the club together. Shepherds Bush was quite a walk from Oxford Circus and we were lucky enough to get a taxi back home. Phew! We were all too tired to walk all that distance.
When we got home, we got settled down with the same arrangement we had the previous week. Maybe we might have all gone to sleep. But you know, dear reader, that things didn't end up that way! We were all sitting on the bed talking about the two weeks of Inge's visit, what had happened with the incident at the Onslows, Bibi's host couple, and plans for a future visit from Inge.
And then, Bibi said, "You know since last weekend when it all happened ... ". She was trying to tease us but we knew to what she was referring. What a brilliant night that was! "Me and Inge have been sleeping in the same bed. When you first arrived, you had a camping bed, didn't you?"
Inge nodded. "Well, it seemed silly for me to sleep on a camp bed if I could sleep in a proper bed," Inge continued.
I detected a slight tension from Hazel at this revelation, although we were all free and honest with each other. I thought it was a bit unnecessary.
"I think that Maggie had detected a change when she came into my room late one evening for a chat about the baby. The blankets on the camp bed were still folded neatly from the day before. Inge and I were laying on the bed listening to music cassettes. I think she must have thought that we were sleeping together.
"Anyway, she told me the plans for the next day and left. It was getting very late so we went to bed. We were having a little kiss and cuddle before we went to sleep. We could sense a presence, though, in the room and we looked up and saw Maggie in the dim light. She said she knocked gently as she could see the light was still on. But we hadn't heard her.
" 'Wow!' she said, " 'is this what you foreign girls do at night?' I said that no, we didn't then Inge said that the camp bed was uncomfortable. I noticed that her dressing gown was not tied up very tightly and it was starting to become undone. She said, 'How old are you girls?' We told her and then she asked, 'Have you been with an older woman?'
"Oh my goodness," said Hazel, "she didn't, did she?"
"She bent down over the bed and kissed us on the lips. Her dressing gown had now fallen totally open and her breasts were swinging in front of our faces. She stood up to let it fall off her shoulders, now she totally naked. She climbed into bed with us and we all cuddled together, kissing each other. Our hands were feeling each other's bodies, she put a hand on my pussy as she was kissing Inge. I couldn't stop myself wiggling around to get her fingers inside me.
"Just think that a week ago, I had never done anything like this. I feel such a bad girl, it's like I'm addicted to girls. I was loving it. Inge said what about your husband and Maggie said he was at a friend's house playing cards, he'll probably stay over and go straight to work. So, suddenly, it was like we were free to do whatever we wanted."
Hazel was open-mouthed. Finally, she said, "Fucking hell!" Inge had sat with Hazel, listening to Bibi tell the story. Hazel was leaning back against Inge as she reached around to fondle Hazel's breasts under her T-shirt. The two of them were obviously turned on, moreso Hazel because Inge had actually been in the threesome with Bibi and Maggie, her host mother!
I was watching them as Bibi came to me.
"Vee, am I bad?"
"Oh no, Bibi, not at all. You are very good," and I pulled her to me and kissed her beautiful full lips. "Maybe Maggie is the bad one ..." I added.
And so, our last night together was another night of beautiful sex. Hazel was making the most of Inge on their last night and I was engaged mostly with Bibi's short and curvy body. On one side of the bed, Hazel and Inge were rolling around in one of their wonderful sixty-nines and, right next to them, Bibi and I were having a sixty-nine before I got behind her to fuck her wet pussy doggy-style. I flipped her onto her back, picked her up by the ankles to lift up her ass so I could get deeper into her pussy.
As I was on top of Bibi, I saw that Hazel had managed to squirt again for Inge. They slowed down to recover and then it was Hazel's turn to tongue Inge's pussy hard to get her to orgasm. I slowed down on Bibi as I wanted to last as long as possible. Then, as I got back to normal speed and even faster, Bibi was moaning louder, starting to squeal and, as usual, that was my cue. She screamed and I slammed into her with my customary grunt, pumping my cum deep inside of Bibi's pussy, pumping, pumping, pumping until I felt I couldn't give anymore.
We were all shattered, laying on the bed in a sticky, sweaty mess. We would only get a couple of hours sleep before we had to see Bibi and Inge off back to Ruislip ...
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So, Inge was back in Stavanger and Hazel was back in an indifferent mood. Of course, I knew why. She loved Inge and didn't get enough of her during her visit and, now, she couldn't have her at all, well, at least until her next visit.
For my part, I tried to lift Hazel out of her mood and occasionally, whatever I did must have worked. Being a horny young man, though, meant that I probably wasn't mature enough to realise how best to handle a relationship. I knew that because Hazel told me! After all, she would know as she was two years older than me ... well, I wanted to try my best to make her happy. Our sex life was still as wonderful as ever, maybe I didn't realise that women wanted something more?
Late one afternoon, my phone rang at work. It couldn't be Inge, could it?
"Is that Vee?" asked a nervous voice at the other end of the line.
"Er, yes. Who is this?"
"Oh, I'm so glad. It's me ... Bibi. I've been trying to get in touch, so difficult," said Bibi. "How are you? And Hazel, of course?"
"Yeah, we're great. What are you doing now? Are you still at the Onslows' house?" I asked, half expecting her to tell me about another issue.
"Oh yes, I am. It is OK. Looking after Chloë and everything." She paused. "Can you come to visit? Soon?"
"I think so, I'm sure we can. Is it OK with Maggie and Ian?"
"Yes, of course. In fact, Maggie asked me to call." I was intrigued, especially after what had happened before Inge went back home.
"OK, I'll check with Hazel. Give me your number," I said. So I had a number for the Onslows, Bibi had my work number and Inge had given Bibi the number of the shared phone at Hazel's. "See you soon, Bibi."
Wow! What exactly was going on, especially for Maggie to ask Bibi to call me?
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"Guess what?" I exclaimed, as I walked through the door.
'What?" said Hazel, in a sort of careworn sort of way.
"I had a phone call this afternoon. From Bibi!"
"Oh, great! How is she?" Well, that seemed to lift Hazel's spirits. "She's OK, she wants to see us." A smile coursed across Hazel's face, a smile that I hadn't seen for a week or so. It meant that, when we went to bed, we didn't go to sleep straightaway!
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The rest of the week saw Hazel in a heightened state of anticipation of what might happen at the weekend. Bibi had already told us about the night Maggie had joined her and Inge so Hazel was already playing the part of Inge in that little menage. Our lovemaking that night was as awesome as it ever was! Great, I thought, my beautiful girlfriend was back on track! Sadly, for the rest of the week, she was off limits. No, it wasn't her period ... "I want to save my energy for Bibi!" she said. All of a sudden, I was also looking forward hugely to the weekend at Maggie's!
On the Saturday afternoon, we made our way to Ruislip for our weekend stay. We were greeted at the front door by Bibi and she took us into the dining room where we had first met the host couple. Bibi made coffees and we sat and chatted. Only ten minutes has passed when Maggie came in and greeted me and Hazel in an excited manner.
"Hazel, Vee," she gushed, "so glad to see you again." She was pretty in an older, more stylish way. Her clothes were plain, nothing fancy, but, she explained later, about how she needs to keep two sets of clothes, one set being for household chores and feeding Chloë, the other set her more fancy outfits.
"We have a few friends visiting this weekend. Fortunately, we have a big enough house to give you a room to yourselves so let me show you," and she led us to a room on the first floor, next door to Bibi's room. Maggie left us and we unpacked the few clothes we'd packed. Hazel had brought a few sex toys as well.
"Wow, Haze! You're looking to get busy this weekend!" She looked at me with a lascivious smile and a twinkle in her eye.
"You know I miss the girls and I know you miss them too! Let's give Bibi a beautiful treat," she said.
Just at that moment, Bibi knocked on our door. "Hello." Hazel hugged her tightly and they shared a deep passionate kiss. Once Bibi had recovered, she said, "Just to let you know, Maggie's friends will soon be here for the party."
"Party?" I enquired.
"Yes. Well, you know that I told you about Maggie, Inge and me. The reason Maggie had us together was that she wanted to be satisfied."
"Uh, OK. What do you mean?"
Bibi took a deep breath. "It seems that, since Chloë was born, Ian isn't interested in sex with Maggie!"
"No, really? She's very pretty!" I said. I started to wonder how this might affect our weekend. Then, Bibi continued.
"She told me that Ian always wanted children so, once they had Chloë, he felt his job was done with her. But they had a good sex life before they got married and still wanted to meet up with old friends. So they started having swinging parties."
"Ooh, sounds like fun," Hazel said. "You know that both of us have been to sex parties before ... I can't wait!" She laughed and squealed in delight.
Bibi said, "Apart from that day a few weeks ago, I didn't know about sex parties."
"Oh, they're great fun if you get fucked by the right guy ... or guys! Or even girls!" Hazel said. "You know what I mean, Bibi ..." and she pulled Bibi onto the bed. They giggled together and kissed, Hazel holding Bibi's face with her hands for more passion. Fucking hell, that was so sexy ... and they still had their clothes on! But not for long.
I sat on a chair and watched as these two beautiful but contrasting girls began to unbutton blouses and lift T-shirts. Bibi's body was short but curvy, darker toned to Hazel's tanned skin, her longer legs and larger breasts completing the contrast. I love to watch but I was ready for action. My trousers were down, my pants soon to follow, as my cock was growing at the beautiful sight before me.
Apparently, there was a gentle knock but I never heard it. Bibi was used to the gentle knock on the door and she was the only one to react. Maggie had come in.
"I thought I heard some noises ..." and she knelt down in front of me, taking my cock in her hand. I closed my eyes at the sensation of Maggie's touch, occasionally opening them to watch Hazel and Bibi in their sensual lovemaking. In fact, it was the thing that was stopping Maggie sucking my cock. She was also watching them, as much fascinated by the girls as I was.
Maggie left me, took off her rather plain dress to reveal a good figure, pretty firm after the birth of Chloë. She joined the girls on the bed but, after various awkward efforts to suck tits and lick pussies, Bibi got off to come to me and carry on where Maggie had left me. Her touch was less gentle, wanking me with her fist rather than my favourite fingertip method. I had to teach her to do that as it made me last longer. We both watched Hazel and Maggie as they got to know each other in the most intimate ways.
It was then that I realised that this was their first time together. So, so beautiful, watching my girlfriend being worshipped by an older woman. Bibi was perfecting her technique on my cock as we continued to watch. And then she began to lick up and down my shaft. My cock twitched as she ended her up stroke by taking my exposed head into her mouth, her full lips swallowing the red swollen end. She knew what she doing ... I knew she loved the taste of pre-cum.
Bibi got up and led me to the bed. Maggie was now on her back, Hazel was licking her pussy. Bibi then seemed to take control. Hazel sucked me and then moved to sit on Maggie's face. I was now in position to fuck Maggie's pussy for the first time. Bibi was rubbing Maggie's clit and I plunged in and out. I withdrew occasionally so that Bibi could suck me with Maggie's juices coating my cock.
Hazel's tits were bouncing about as she writhed all over Maggie's face, Maggie's hands gripping on to Hazel's ass. Bibi was sucking at Maggie's tits, moving to Hazel's as I was still fucking Maggie's pussy. Bibi seemed to have an instinct for all of this. She seemed to sense that we were all going to come at around the same time.
"Go on, Vee, fuck her, fuck her. Ready to go?"
Oh yes, I was ready. I withdrew one last time so that Bibi could get her helping of pre-cum, she quickly sucked me and put me back inside Maggie's pussy and I fucked and fucked and fucked. Maggie was squealing, Hazel was screaming and I was growling to a roar! I exploded into Maggie's pussy! Fuck me, what a release! Bibi pulled me off Maggie and sat me on the chair so she could climb astride me and feel my still hard cock in her pussy, my weakening thrusts still producing a small amount of spunk!
Wow! I just could not believe what these ladies had made me do. Bibi had sucked some of my pre-cum before I unloaded into Maggie's pussy, spurted onto her stomach before Bibi had sat on me to get a small share! And my girlfriend hadn't even laid a finger on me!
But the girls hadn't finished yet. Hazel, having wiggled her pussy all over Maggie's face, had come and collapsed forward onto Maggie and had started to lap at her stomach where I had spurted a few moments earlier. That was just a taster before the main course of spunk-filled pussy. Bibi cleaned me up before she moved to the bed to kiss Maggie, savouring the taste of Hazel's juices. Once again, I was a spectator of three lovely ladies loving each other. Oh, bliss!
I couldn't help but start to stroke myself just for comfort but, the longer the girls were taking, the harder I got and the slower my strokes became. As I got even harder, I stood by the bed. My strokes got faster as the girls turned to my cock, mouths open like baby chicks at feeding time. I was mindful that there might not be so much spunk to share around so I slowed my strokes. The girls took turns to suck my cock but they each backed off, waiting for the big finish.
Another period of slower strokes and I thought that I must be ready by now. My pace increased and I could feel that I was ready to explode. My growls turned to shouts as I spunked over their upturned faces, not much but plenty enough for them to spend the next few minutes licking and kissing each other. What a sight! Beautiful and sexy!
Maggie said, as she licked her lips, "This is going to a great weekend." Oh yes, it was. Oh yes ...
