After a period of time when Hazel was a regular guest of Gift and Otto, the invites came to a stop. Well, for me, it was a relief, as I slowly got my Hazel back to the way she was when we had first met. A beautiful, sexual animal who was so happy to be with me and Carole in a loving threesome. Until, of course, Carole dumped me!

At first, I was alone but, after a few weeks, Hazel had called me and my sex life was resurrected. I had moved in to her flat in Shepherds Bush when my bedsit in Holloway was condemned as uninhabitable. Funny that, but I had lived there for eighteen months or so and, to me, it was the best because it was my first attempt at living away from my family! But, I guess, the local authority knew what they were doing.

Hazel became just as attentive as she was before, even moreso. Our lovemaking was so gentle and tender. Her pussy seemed to have recovered from a few visits to our amazing Nigerian friends. It was beautiful just to kiss her pussy, lick her pussy lips, and finger her hole until she squirted all over my face. She was back! She would suck me until she felt I was ready to fuck her hard and fast. And I did. My old routine still worked, the fast, deep thrusts and the slow withdrawal. She was shaking and squirming below me as I changed up my rhythm. I was ready to explode! I kissed her mouth deeply and passionately and BANG! I couldn't hold out any longer. I grunted and groaned as my cock pumped her pussy full of the spunk that I seemed to have been saving just for her. What fucking heavenly bliss!

We fell together, me on top, my cock still embedded in her pussy. She made a seamless move to roll over with her on top. As she sat on top of me, I could reach for her beautiful tits and fondle them, tweaking her nipples. She moaned and suddenly, I felt a breeze of cold air around my cock. Hazel had leaked all over me and had climbed off to move down the bed. Then her tongue got to work. She licked my shaft up and down and sucked my head hard to squeeze out my last drops of cum. She looked at me, mischievously, as she sat up, put her fingers inside her pussy and brought them to her mouth. She licked the fingertips before offering them to me. Once again, I was tasting my own cum.

"Tasty, eh?" said Hazel. I couldn't answer as my mouth was full of her fingers. All I could do was make pleasureable noises! "If you like that," she said and then tailed off ... She swung around into a sixty-nine and said, "Enjoy!"

And I certainly did! As I was licking her from clitoris to asshole, I was getting a larger share of my own spunk than usual and her pussy was still dribbling. I was tasting all sorts of nectar from my girl, I just couldn't get enough. She, of course, was cleaning up my stomach as she gently wanked me back to a decent hard-on. Then, there was more sucking, more wanking, balls being licked. I knew it would be soon because she was starting to moan towards another orgasm. Her pussy was rubbing hard on my mouth and her hand was wanking me faster.

Her intent was always for us to come together, and we mostly did. But this time, it seemed special. She squealed and screamed, I grunted and groaned, she gushed out more juices, and I exploded in her eager mouth! She collapsed on top of me, holding my cock. I could feel a few weak pulses of cum which Hazel lapped up, until she squeezed the base of my cock and ran her tight grip up to the head to get the very last drops.

She switched around and we lay together, kissing and cuddling, sharing the taste of our combined juices. It was the most content I had felt for a while. Man, I loved this girl so, so much ...

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Out of the blue, Hazel received a phone call on the shared phone in the entrance hall. The lady who lived downstairs took the call and ran up to tell Hazel. She said that she wasn't expecting a call but came down to take the call.

She told me about it when I got home. It was Gift! She called to apologise for not being in touch. It seemed that Gift and Otto had to go back home because Otto's father was ill. Gift said that Otto had to stay until his father recovered and was told that she must come back to London to retain their flat and her job. She said that she had missed Hazel so just wanted to get in touch, just a get together to catch up. She made plans to see Hazel in a few days. At this point, I wasn't entirely sure if I would be included in the invitation but I let it go, not wanting to appear jealous and pushy.

The day came ... it was Friday, so the chances were that we would be going to the pub with the live bands. I hurried home from work to find the flat empty. I had only been home about ten minutes when there was girlish laughter coming up the stairs. Hazel opened the door to be followed by Gift.

"Hi, Vee, how are you?" she said, seemingly happy to be back in London to spend time with her sexy friend.

Hazel said, "We've been out to the shops for something to wear this evening. Put the kettle on!" More girlish laughter, and they disappeared into the bedroom to try on their new clothes. Minutes later, I entered the bedroom with cups of tea. OK, I knew that they were trying on clothes but it was my bedroom. Both of those naughty girls were dressed only in bras and panties.

"So, are you putting on a fashion show for me, then?" I said, hoping for a show for the ages.

So I was audience to a low-value catwalk show of jeans and t-shirts. But the best part was watching them wriggle out of a succession of t-shirts and squeezing their beautiful asses into an assortment of denim! WOW! Gift's larger backside was a particularly difficult struggle. Occasionally, Hazel kneeled down in front of Gift to help pull up the jeans and try to fasten the zip and stud! Trying on t-shirts was lovely to watch as they stretched up their arms to show the fullness of their breasts. My cock was certainly paying attention, if not yet standing to attention!

The moment that changed the evening plans was when Hazel failed to fasten a pair of jeans across Gift's wide hips and pulled them from her. Trouble was, Gift's panties peeled down with the jeans, revealing the tight black curls of her pubic hair. Hazel's face was right there, and she leaned in to kiss her mound. Her instinct led her to grab Gift's hips and nuzzle into her dark curls. Gift had freed one of her legs from the jeans, and her instinct was to lift up that leg and present her pink slit to Hazel. Oh no, she didn't miss the invitation and she ran her tongue along Gift's moist, puffy lips.

"Fucking hell, Hazel," Gift muttered. She moaned in pleasure and fell back onto the bed. Hazel removed the jeans from her other leg and Gift was naked from the waist down. Before the girls could settle into their obvious routine, I was straight up from the chair and took off my trousers. My cock sprung out from its covering, and I took up a position next to Gift's head. She reached out to my hips, pulled my body down and we kissed, deep and passionate, our tongues rolling together, my thin English lips glued to her thick African mouth. We were moaning together as Hazel licked at her pussy with her best enthusiasm.

I backed off to remove the t-shirt and bra that Gift was still wearing and to take off my shirt. Hazel was now the only one one of us still clothed, but not for long. Gift pulled my leg over her head and took my cock into her mouth, sucking me hard and then gently licking up and down my shaft. Hazel had undressed herself and was face down in Gift's pussy. We stayed like that for a few minutes until Gift began to make those noises to let us know she was ready. Hazel was licking her harder and fingering her pussy faster and faster. Then suddenly, maybe to catch her breath before shouting out her climax, she pushed me off her face. I sat across her chest and wanked myself, because I knew that I was ready too.

Gift screamed out. I grunted as I splattered my spunk all over Gift's stomach, and Hazel managed to catch some drops as well. Gift couldn't take any more, but ordered Hazel to lick up my spunk from her belly. No need for orders ... my girl loved to lick up spunk. The sight of my creamy cum on Gift's black skin was a wonder to behold and Hazel was getting it all!

"Hazel, give me a taste of your man's beautiful stuff," gasped Gift. Hazel lay alongside her and they kissed and kissed, oh, wow! how they kissed. I was also lying alongside and Gift pulled me over to join in their kissing. Once again, I was getting a taste of my own cum, this time from BOTH girls. Oh, my goodness!

We were lying together for a while until Hazel said, "We didn't try on all the clothes!" There was a moment of silence until we all burst out laughing!

I said, "And you two haven't drunk your tea!" More laughter!

After a few minutes, I got out of bed to make a fresh pot of tea, leaving the girls in bed. On my return, they were not ready for fresh tea. They were kissing each other again. The beautiful contrast of my fairly pale auburn-haired girlfriend and her afro-haired African lover, black as coal, was stunning. I could only sit and watch.

They paused. "Hazel," Gift said, "Vee and I have been satisfied. I think you need it too."

Hazel smiled as she said, "I got satisfaction from licking your stomach and sharing Vee's spunk with you."

Gift said, "But I insist," and she kissed Hazel again. Then she moved to kiss her neck ... I knew where she was going. I was on tenterhooks, as I just wanted to see Gift at Hazel's pussy. Hazel threw her head back, exposing her neck to more of Gift's kisses. Her black hands were feeling all over Hazel's milky white tits, which she kissed and sucked on her way down her body. As she licked the underside of Hazel's breasts, Gift's hand reached Hazel's pubic mound to run her fingers through the hair. Her fingertips were then on her pussy, separating the soft lips and rubbing Hazel's clitoris. She moaned with every gentle touch that Gift made. Gift kissed her stomach and Hazel caught her breath in anticipation. It was probably killing her with excitement. It was certainly exciting me.

After toying with Hazel's clit and running her fingers up and down her slit, Gift's head was finally at its destination. Hazel's legs were spread wide, just waiting for those magic moments. Gift called me over. "Lick her!" I did as I was told, and then we kissed. I could taste Hazel's juices on my tongue, then it was Gift's turn. She licked Hazel so tenderly and put her tongue deeper into her pussy. Hazel gave out a shivery moan. She was loving it. Gift said again, "Lick her!" Maybe in the past I hadn't been tender enough when I licked Hazel, but I followed Gift's lead and, fucking hell, Hazel certainly responded with that amazing eerie moan.

Gift whispered to me, "Vee, I need you. Otto hasn't been in the mood to satisfy me but you can."

"We have to please Hazel first," I said.

"Yes, of course we will." And we did. We took turns to lick her so gently that her eerie moaning began to sound continuous. Whilst I was licking, Gift had put a finger in Hazel's pussy but also one in her ass, gently prodding her to another level. As we switched over, Gift licked and I fingered my girl's pussy and ass. She was writhing around on the bed, oblivious as to who was poking her next!

Then, Gift changed her position. Hazel's legs spread wide, Gift was full on in her pussy, licking and fingering her gently. I knew what Gift wanted. Her ass was in the air, and I needed no invitation to shove my tongue inside her pussy and to finger her ass, just as she had been doing to Hazel. But, ultimately, she wanted me to fuck her. I was a little concerned that I wouldn't be large enough for her, especially being Otto's wife. So I slid my rock-hard cock into her pussy with a touch of unease. But she was surprisingly tight. It felt so good. She was very wet from Hazel's earlier licking. A tight, wet pussy ... just what a man wants.

So, Gift was making Hazel come beyond her wildest dreams, and I was pushing Gift's face into Hazel's pussy. I just knew it wouldn't be long. Hazel, on the receiving end of our chain, started to breathe faster and harder at Gift's work on her pussy, and Gift was beginning to groan as I fucked her. I was hearing all these noises, the moans, the groans and the breathy, liquid sounds of sex. It was all building up in me, despite the fact that I had come strongly just an hour ago.

Hazel's screams set me off. I started to bang Gift's backside with our hips slapping together, harder and faster. She began to shout, "Yeah, yeah!" and what I thought must be some Nigerian dirty talk! At last, I fucked Gift one last thrust and spurted my spunk deep inside her pussy. My thrusts were weakening, but I was determined to give her everything I had.

Hazel was shaking, a quivering wreck, Gift much the same as she collapsed on top of her. My legs were shaking as I was kneeling behind Gift. I didn't want to pull out. I grabbed hold of her hips to make sure my cock stayed inside her soaking gash.

"Hazel, help me," said Gift. They kissed, and Hazel knew what Gift wanted. She wanted my spunk! Somehow, Hazel moved around underneath Gift and was in a sixty-nine. She pulled my cock from Gift's pussy and sucked me clean, all the time while Gift's pussy was dribbling. Hazel loved to collect spunk from a pussy, and she licked it up with abandon. How sexy!

FUCK. ING. HELL!

Gift was moaning as Hazel's tongue went to work, probing inside her pussy lips and coaxing as much juice as she could get. Gift leant forward and lifted Hazel's hips to bring her pussy to her mouth and gave Hazel the same treatment. WOW! I was so spent that I could do nothing but watch and marvel at the contrasting figures of these beautiful ladies enjoying each other's bodies.

But wait ... my cock began to firm up and I couldn't help but stroke myself to try for a hard-on. I knew it wouldn't be as strong but there was something there. Gift saw me in the corner of her eye and beckoned me to come to the bed.

"Are you going to fuck her? Or do you need some help?" She reached out to take my cock into her hand while she returned to the task of licking Hazel's pussy. She broke off to take me in her mouth for a few sucks whilst fingering Hazel. "I think you're ready," she said. I certainly felt harder than the semi hard-on that I had managed. Gift sucked me one last time and licked Hazel again. I positioned myself at Hazel's pussy and gently eased my way in, not wanting to compromise the delicate situation that my cock was in. Oh, but once I was in, Hazel was so wet and slippery that it was not necessary for me to go gung-ho. Hazel gave a short gasp as I slowly slid in and out of her soaking cunt. Gift was still managing to lick the top of Hazel's slit and suck on her clitoris.

Hazel gave out another eerie, quivering moan and, from Gift's breathing, I could tell that Hazel was giving as good as she was getting. And, suddenly, I was pumping what spunk I had into Hazel's pussy. I kept thrusting into her to make it happen, but my strength gave out and my cock fell out her pussy. Gift came to the rescue and sucked my cock clean before pushing me and my limp dick away. She now had full access to Hazel's streaming gash.

I watched them for what seemed ages, both of them licking hard at each other's pussies. There was a lot of panting and faster breathing until Hazel grabbed on to Gift's hips to lick her with so much force. Within a few seconds, Gift was screaming out for Hazel to stop, but she would not let go of her hips. Finally, Gift matched Hazel, and both girls shouted out together as they seemed to climax at the same time. At least, that's what it looked like. Gift's head was resting on Hazel's thigh and Hazel's head was lying flat on the bed, rolling from side to side. Totally relaxed ... until next time.