We did indeed see more of Brenda. Often, I would get home from work and Brenda would be in the lounge chatting with Hazel. It was usually girl talk, but I couldn't figure out what they would have to talk about as there was a fourteen-year age gap between them. Other times, they would just be watching TV. In the UK of the 1970s, the programming was very basic and there were only three channels and they didn't broadcast all day, like they do nowadays.

I felt that our amazing first weekend with Brenda had awakened something in her, memories, maybe, of her younger life and regrets that she didn't experience more before she got married. She said that it was a short-lived marriage so perhaps she felt that she had failed and that was the thing that was holding her back? Hey, what did I know? I was just 21 years old, and full of testosterone! Young, dumb and full of cum, as they say nowadays!

Although there was a big difference in their ages, Hazel and Brenda would read the same magazines and share fashion and make-up tips. One evening, I had come home from work and, as I walked up the steps to the front door, I caught Brenda closing the door to her flat. I said hi but I didn't think she heard me so I just brushed it off. As I got up to the door to our flat, Hazel was tidying up in the bedroom. I noticed that she seemed to be a little flushed and flustered.

"Hello, darling," I said.

"Oh, hello. You've just missed Brenda."

"Yes, I saw her going through her door. What did she want?"

"Oh, we were just chatting about make-up and stuff. She was saying how it has changed since she was our age. I said to her that she is only 14 years older than me, that's not long."

"No, not really," I replied, although, to me, it seemed a lifetime!

We spent the evening watching TV and I read the newspaper while Hazel read her magazines. After a couple of hours, it was bedtime and we climbed in beside each other. Neither of us felt sleepy and we continued to chat, the radio playing in the background.

"Vee?"

"Yes?"

"I know you like a story..." Hazel paused. "Brenda was telling me about styles of make-up ten years ago and she suggested a make-up session. She would try and style my eyes and I would do hers."

"OK. What, you in 60s styles?"

"Yes. But that's when it got interesting..."

I was starting to feel a twitch in my cock, I had heard a few exciting tales from my girl.

"Well, Brenda did my make-up and stepped back to admire her work. She said that I looked so beautiful. Somehow, her saying that made me nervous and shy, I got butterflies in my tummy."

As we cuddled up to each other, she could tell my cock was starting to grow.

"Anyway, it was my turn to do her make-up. I was trying my best to do her eyes but my hands were shaking. I took a lipstick to do her lips but I slipped and pressed too hard. I said, 'Sorry, I've put too much on.' She said, 'No trouble, don't worry, there's a good of taking it off.' And she leaned into me and kissed me. So now, we both had smudged lipstick all over. We were laughing like kids and smearing our lipstick onto each other's faces.

"Then, she unbuttoned her blouse and she was braless. She took the lipstick from me and drew a neat circle around her nipples. 'Lick it off,' she said and I couldn't resist. My tongue was all around her tits and she was lifting off my T-shirt, unclipped my bra. She still had the lipstick and she pushed me onto the bed so she could draw around my nipples. Her tongue was magic on my tits. We kissed again and we were in a bit of a state. Her hands went under my skirt to pull down my panties and she pushed me up the bed as she went down on me."

Hazel started to rub my cock through my pants and, in no time, I was ready to fuck her senseless.

"She used the lipstick up and down my slit and it was so sensitive, not pushing it inside, just running it over my lips. She licked me so gently but rough enough to get lipstick and my juices on her mouth. She came back up and we kissed a most beautiful kiss while she was rubbing my pussy. I couldn't stop myself and I came from her fingers inside me. It was incredible."

I was rock-hard and she pulled off my pants, going down to suck my cock.

"Oh Vee," she said between mouthfuls, "don't think bad of me. You know I love it when I'm with another girl. I just wish you had come home earlier to join us." Yes, she did love it with the girls but I knew she loved me and wanted me to fuck her hard.

"I'm sorry I missed it," I said.

Then she said, "Do you want me to go and get Brenda?"

"No, it's OK, Haze." She came up to kiss me and wanked me nice and slow, just the way I liked it. I wanted to see her messed-up pussy so I moved down the bed, throwing the covers off to have a look at Brenda's handiwork. Hazel was still wet, probably from Brenda but also from telling me her make-up adventure. And I was going to make her more wet.

There were still fragments of lipstick around Hazel's pussy and I gently rubbed them into her soft skin like a lotion as I licked her slit. Her appreciative moans just pushed me on to treat her to a gorgeous orgasm. My tongue was full of her sweet musky taste and my fingers ventured inside her. I moved my tongue to her clitoris, circling it as I imagined Brenda had with the lipstick.

Suddenly, I wanted to taste her juices so I removed my fingers and brought them to Hazel's mouth. She sucked on my fingers for a while but I moved down the bed to lick her pussy. I rested on my elbows and put my hands under her ass cheeks, lifting them up off the bed. And there it was, my beautiful girl's beautiful pussy. She spread her legs as far apart as she could and her pussy lips were fully open. I tried to make my tongue rigid so that I could stab her like my cock would very soon. Then, my tongue was flat so that I could lick every inch of the wide gap she was showing me.

What a feeling that was giving me! I wanted her, she wanted me. Her moans were becoming breathless as I licked her insides, from her clitoris to her perineum. I felt her stomach pulse as a flow of juices hit my tongue. Her legs came together as she relaxed into a more comfortable position. But she knew I would keep licking her pussy forever.

Suddenly, "Now, Vee, now!"

I adjusted my position, got onto my knees and plunged my cock inside her.

A breathless grunt came from her as I started to fuck her cunt, deep and slow. My hands were now gripping her ankles, keeping control of my position and of her pleasure. I leaned in, folding her legs up to her shoulders, so that I could kiss her. She could hardly kiss me as she was breathing so heavily. I resumed my position, her ankles in my hands, as I kept driving inside her soaking wet pussy. Thanks, Brenda, for that!

But, although I was in control of the situation, I was starting to lose control of my body. Hazel's breathing got shorter and shorter, her moans were becoming shouts and screams, my own breathing was getting heavier and I had started to make small grunts as I pounded her pussy. It was only a matter of time...

I folded Hazel's legs over again, giving me deeper penetration and her deeper satisfaction. We tried a breathless kiss but our breathing was getting too much out of control. I raised myself back up on my knees and gave Hazel my best thrusts. She screamed out loud as I pumped her pussy just a few more times. She screamed out again, I grunted like an animal as I filled my girl with jets and jets of spunk. I just seemed to keep coming. I couldn't stop it; my cock was on a mission of its own!

Finally, I let go of Hazel's ankles and her legs fell either side of me. I collapsed onto her body; we were both bathed in sweat. We just lay there, trying to speak but we could not. Just gasps and moans. It was probably the best fuck of my life and I hoped it was pretty good for my beautiful girlfriend.

Once her legs had regained some feeling, she wrapped them around my back, pulling me in deeper inside her pussy. She smiled that beatific smile as she wriggled around beneath me. Her pussy was full of cum and my cock had softened but there was still some feeling. I'm sure I managed to squeeze out some more spunk as she tightened her calf muscles around my back and pulled me in.

Oh. Fucking. Hell!

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We lay on the bed, hardly moving, so deep in lust, until Hazel murmured, "Ouch!" My weight was becoming too much for her and her hips had locked. I gently lifted one of her legs from around my waist and rolled away from her.

"Ahh, that's better," she sighed as she began to stretch out her beautiful long limbs, her toes pointing just like a ballerina ("good toes, naughty toes").

I whispered to her, "I love you. You are so fucking sexy, so fuckable, I just had to have you." She smiled, that smile where no words are needed.

"I didn't get to the good bit..."

Oh, my goodness! There was more? I hugged her and my cock twitched. She felt it against her thigh and ran her fingertips down to my groin, teasing my cock into some more growth.

"Brenda had finished with the lipstick and switched around. We got into a lovely relaxed sixty-nine and I was so, so wet. I just wanted to lick her pussy, the way she had licked me. We weren't in a rush, just holding on and stroking each other's backsides. An occasional finger was in my ass, her tongue playing on my lips. Then, her thumb was in my asshole and my fingers in her pussy. Oh, fuck, you'll never believe how good that feels, gentle pressure up both holes. It was heaven!"

Bloody right she hadn't got to the good bit. Her fingertips were still teasing me but I had to wank myself as her story unfolded. I just couldn't help myself!

"Then, as Brenda was doing that, I just had to try it on her. And I think that I did pretty well. Suddenly, we were bucking against each other, fingers and thumbs, pussies and tongues..."

Oh my God.

"Licking and sucking. She put her fingers inside me and started fucking me fast. I couldn't take any more! I just let it all go, squirting all over her face..."

Hazel had moved down the bed to get a closer look at me wanking and what she said was my cue! I exploded all over Hazel's face, dollops of my spunk hitting her cheeks, flying into her hair. She tried to control me by sucking me but the damage had been done. We had soaked our bed with sweat, and now the sheets were covered with spunk!

We certainly had to change our bed linen...

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A few mornings afterwards, I was leaving the house to go to work when Brenda appeared at her door. She was wearing a dressing gown.

"Hi, Vee. Could I have a word?" She beckoned me into her lounge and offered me a seat.

"I'm sorry, Brenda, but I'll be late for work," I meekly protested.

"OK. I just wanted to say sorry."

"What for?"

"Well, since we've got to know each other a bit better... actually, a lot better... I feel that I've been neglecting you."

"What do you mean?" I was a bit puzzled.

"I've been spending a lot of time with Hazel but not with you. She is beautiful, you know that anyway. But I like you too, very much."

"Thank you, Brenda, that's nice of you to say. But it's all right. When we all get together, we have loads of fun. You're a very sexy lady."

"But, sometimes, I think that I want you to myself." And, with that, she stood in front of the chair and dropped to her knees. She began unbuckle my belt as, once again, I gave out a mild protest.

"Brenda, please, you shouldn't be doing this, I'm going to be late for work."

But she was ignoring my pleas for her to stop. She had already pulled down my trousers. I was still wearing my pants.

She rubbed my hard cock and teased me, "Do you want me to stop?"

Yes, I did, but no, I didn't. It felt like a betrayal of Hazel but we had always been free and true with each other about other sexual partners so what was wrong?

Brenda continued to rub me and I was getting harder. She had pushed my cock up against my stomach and my head appeared above the waistband of my pants. She gave a murmur of appreciation as if she could feel me getting even harder. Her fingers went to my head and she pulled my foreskin down, revealing the sensitive underside of my glans.

"Mmm... beautiful," she whispered and her tongue lapped around before she took my head into her mouth. She took off my pants and started to finger my shaft. Oh, wow! This was a different kind of blowjob and I was loving it! She lightly scratched along my shaft with her nails as she kept her tongue running around my head. Yes, I knew I was going to be late for work but I didn't care!

What a sensation! The previously timid, inexperienced Brenda was totally in control of me. Her dressing gown had long ago been loosened and she had shrugged if off her shoulders onto the floor. Her fingernails had done their teasing job, and now her fingertips were exercising a little more pressure on my shaft. It certainly was a different kind of blowjob... Brenda was wanking my head with her mouth and wanking my shaft with her gentle fingertips!

Looking down, I could see Brenda's tits bobbing around as she went about her beautiful work on my cock and, for a brief moment, I wondered how this was going to end. I mean, obviously I was going to come in a big way but where? Brenda's fingers on my shaft were increasing the pressure but I sensed that her grip was tightening. Or was it my cock getting bigger and harder? No more need to think about it as I felt a twinge with a drop of pre-cum leaking out. Brenda gave a soft moan at the taste and obviously decided I was ready.

Her mouth was still lapping around my head. Her hand gripped tighter, speeding up, to give me the final hurrah of an amazing blowjob. She released my head to a fountain of spunk, some in her mouth, some on her face and, as her hand wanked my shaft hard, a final dollop of spunk on her swinging tits! Oh, wow! Now I was going to be really late for work!

Brenda had undone the buttons of my shirt to avoid getting it dirty but that idea was a waste of time. She got up from her knees to lie on top of me sitting in the chair. Her cum-spattered tits were on my chest and she wiped her face with my nice clean shirt! She leaned in to kiss me and, once again, I was getting a taste of my own spunk but I was getting used to it anyway! Her kiss was deep and passionate, just the same way as it was when she first kissed Hazel. I was enjoying her so much but she broke away to get back on her knees.

She started to suck me again, this time taking all of me into her mouth. I thought she was only giving me a clean-up but she seemed to trying to revive my cock which had come so hard only minutes before. And fuck me, that's exactly what she did! OK, it wasn't as rock-hard as it had been but it was hard enough for her to climb across me and ride me as I sat in that chair.

It was a tight squeeze with my body and her legs but I slid down so that my ass was clear of the seat. So clear, in fact, that she was able to plant her feet on the floor and bounce up and down with my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her tits were bouncing in time to her hips and I grabbed at them to bring her body towards me so I could suck on her nipples. Very difficult with all the bouncing going on!

We kissed again, not as deep due to all the bouncing. Brenda was working up a sweat with her nonstop movement and I could taste the salt on her lips. It was almost as if she was trying too hard to come. I was surprised that my resurrected cock was lasting so long but I had already come loads and I didn't seem to be coming for a second time.

Eventually, my cock gave up and Brenda climbed off from me. I stood up and pushed her onto the sofa. As she fell back, her legs kicked into the air and I caught her ankles. As I held them, she looked up at me with pleading eyes. "Make me come, Vee."

So I ran my hands down her legs to fold her legs up to her shoulders. I dropped to my own knees and buried my face into Brenda's soaking pussy. I licked her lips and fingered her hole, gently at first--I'm sure she was already pretty sore from riding me--but she bucked her hips to let me know she wanted it hard!

I sped up my fingerwork and she started to moan loudly, as I kept up. Her moans turned into shouts and screams as she finally hit her orgasm, her body shaking from the sensations, her juices oozing from her pussy.

Wow! What a fucking morning! I definitely had to take the rest of the day off!

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I assumed that Hazel had gone to work and, sure enough, when I left Brenda's and went back upstairs, the flat was empty. So, I ran a bath and spent the morning luxuriating in the bubbles! As I rubbed the soap around my body, I wondered what had come over Brenda--apart from me!--to possess her to ask me in to her flat and then seduce me with her womanly wiles. Although my cock had had its exercise for the day, I still managed to feel a small twitch thinking about Brenda's blowjob technique. Wow! That's was something special!

I pottered around for the rest of the day, popped out to the shops for some sweets and a Coke. There was nothing I needed to do so I did... nothing!

Hazel got home at about half past four and was surprised to see that I was home before her.

"Hi, Vee, why are you home so early?"

I told her that I had felt sick when I got to the tube station so I just came home.

"Did you see Brenda when you got back? She said that she saw you."

"Yes, I did, briefly." And I left it at that. So, Hazel knew that I had seen Brenda but not what had actually happened. At least, I think not...