Tuesday evening following the weekend at Maggie's, I got home from work to find Hazel very agitated, well, not quite but quite excitable.
"What's happened?"
"Bibi is coming here," she blurted out, "got to tidy up ... she's bringing Maggie."
"Why?" Me, typical male, not concerned with details. I had meant about the tidying up, but it didn't matter, so I didn't push the point.
"I dunno, she just is!" And so, we sat on tenterhooks, waiting for the door buzzer to buzz. We didn't say much, just mundane chit-chat and, Do you want a cup of tea? But, ten minutes or so after I had arrived, the buzzer sounded and Hazel pressed the button to let Bibi and Maggie through the front door.
"Hello, you two," said Maggie. It was clear that she was a little stressed, then Bibi whispered, "Maggie needs us." Tea and coffee were offered and there was a sense of anticipation in the air. As I was taking a sip of my second cup of tea, Maggie started to speak.
"OK, I'll just come out with it." Deep breath taken and she said, "Ian has been fucking my Mother!" Another deep breath.
"My Husband has been fucking my Mum!"
Not even the sound of traffic from the busy London street outside could pierce the silence. Then Maggie burst out into uncontrollable sobs. Hazel was first to hug her.
"Oh, my goodness!" She started to sob in tune and Bibi joined them on the sofa. Bloody hell! I'm stuck here with three emotional wrecks! What could I do? After all, I was only twenty years old and Hazel had already told me that I wasn't mature enough to deal with this stuff!
After all the kerfuffle had settled down, the story came out. Maggie was twenty-nine when she married Ian. She didn't really know how old he was until they got married ... he was older, that was all.
"You see, I was my Mum's teenage pregnancy. My Dad was older and wasn't my natural Father. He brought me up from when I was little. I was devastated when he died. Mum was a bit lost, so she went off the rails for a while. Of course, we visited a lot but I thought she was strong. I mean, she had me when she was seventeen, for God's sake."
We were all locked in to Maggie's tale of her tricky upbringing, all of us trying to avoid Maggie's eyes, her make-up smeared all over them. Hazel hugged her even tighter.
Maggie continued, "Mum was so willing to look after Chloë, but sometimes, I couldn't go because of work. Ian took her to Mum's, no problem. But I didn't know this would happen." More sobbing and more tea.
"You see, I thought Ian had gone off me after I had Chloë. I went to a gym to get back into some sort of shape."
"You're lovely, Maggie," said Bibi.
"Yeah, you've got a nice figure," Hazel chipped in with support.
"You're so kind, girls, but, well, I don't know. Ian obviously didn't think so." Not so much sobbing now but plenty of sniffles. "I got into swinging parties because I suppose I wanted to be attractive. To anybody, really, even other women. I managed to persuade Ian because I said he could fuck other women. Didn't realise that one of the other women would be my Mum!" Back to sobbing.
"But Ian seemed to enjoy the swing party?" said Hazel.
"Maybe, I don't know. Maybe he was just going through it because he could visit Mum afterwards?" More tea and time to take this all in.
I said that I had noticed he seemed a bit withdrawn when we first went to visit them for dinner. Maggie said that he told her that he felt threatened by all these new young people.
"What, us?" said Hazel.
"Yeah," said Maggie. "You see, he's a lot older than me. When we got married, I must have followed the same pattern as Mum, married an older man for the security? You know he's nearer to my mum's age. Mum is forty-nine; Ian is forty-four. She has always been attractive. She looks after Chloë beautifully. Ian once said that he didn't want to bring Chloë home because my Mum would be lonely without her, so he stayed overnight."
"Where is Chloë now?" I asked.
"Ian brought her home yesterday morning. He confessed his affair later, but he's at home. At least I think he is." Maggie paused because she knew that she had to get her head together for the sake of her baby. "Look, I'm sorry to come and bring all this drama to you. I must go home."
So, Maggie went to the bathroom to wash her face before going back to try to sort out her problems with Ian. And how she was going to approach her Mum, none of us had the faintest idea. We offered her our love and support and told her to call if she needed us. Bibi and Maggie left to go back to Ruislip.
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What a to-do! Much as Hazel had been so excited to see them, Maggie's story had popped her balloon. And mine, to be honest. I'm sure that Hazel had the same feeling as me, that we had had such a great and sexy time at Maggie's for the weekend, but it seemed that this problem in the Onslow's marriage would put an end to the parties and we would not be enjoying Maggie and her friends again.
So, life went on as normal. We would go to the pub, go out for a meal and the usual things that a young couple in the city would do. Trouble was, we had experienced so many UNusual things in our tender years that normal life was starting to become boring.
To keep our sex life fresh, we would often delve into our pasts and tell each other sexy stories. My favourite from Hazel was how she was seduced on stage by a stripper in a Hamburg club, which had been locked down in case of a police raid. How exciting! Her first encounter with another woman ... she was just nineteen years old! Wow! It was also her first threesome as her boyfriend was invited to fuck the stripper while Hazel was sitting on the stripper's face!
Hazel was particularly interested in my experiences. Regular sex sessions with three ladies, Inge (who Hazel had come to know very well indeed!) and her friends, twin sisters Tanya and Lani, how we accidentally stumbled into a Caribbean house party which turned into an orgy. Celly, from the house party, and later, Ginny and their connection with Carole and our amazing night when Carole and I met Hazel on New Year's Eve.
"Oh, yes, what a beautiful, brilliant time that was," said Hazel. "I'm so glad I came home with you and Carole. I'm sort of glad that Carole dumped you because now, I have you all to myself."
We had been sitting, cuddled up, as we swapped stories so we were feeling very close with each other, both physically and emotionally. She looked up at me with a vulnerable but appealing look. So cute! I leaned down to kiss her forehead and immediately, she straightened up and turned to face me full on and we kissed again. Full of passion and my heart filled with love and desire for this beautiful girl with the long legs, glorious tits and the auburn curls.
She pushed me over on the sofa and we lay full length against each other. We kissed more, deeper and deeper and Hazel began to undo the buttons on my shirt. As she moved down my torso, I was able to grab hold of her T-shirt and pull it over her head. She was wearing a new bra, very pretty, and it cupped her perfect breasts so well, they looked even more perfect!
Her next stop, of course, was my belt buckle. With expert fingers, she undid my belt and theī stud to my jeans and pulled them down. My cock was already straining inside my pants, and Hazel didn't hang around. My pants were off in a moment and, apart from my unbuttoned shirt, I was lying naked on the sofa. She gently stroked me with her fingertips to get me rock hard and then her tongue ran up and down my shaft before she took my cock deep into her mouth.
I was moaning and groaning, desperate to keep my control. I didn't want to come too early. But Hazel knew what she was doing. At my first twitch, she pinched the base of my shaft to stop me from a premature end to our evening.
"Hang on a minute," she said. She got up from her knees and wiggled her ass around as she took off her bra, shorts and panties. Now, she was also naked. She came to me kiss me and, again, I started to twitch. She moved down to sit her wet pussy on my cock, leaned forward to kiss me again, her gorgeous tits swinging in front of me.
Then, just as I thought she was going to bounce her way to our mutual orgasm, she climbed off her perch. She leaned over me, kissed me and whispered, "I love you, Vee." She turned around and threw one of her long legs over my face and planted her pussy on my open mouth. My tongue was so eager to lick her juices, and I wasted no time in tongue-fucking my beautiful girl. My arms were wrapped around her hips to pull her onto my face and I couldn't get enough of her soaking gash!
Because of my work on Hazel's pussy, she was happily sitting upright on my face and my cock started to relax. But after a few moments, she spotted that my cock was not as hard as it had earlier been. She reached out to take me in her fingers and gently wanked my cock back to its former glory. Then, leaning forward, she kissed my exposed head, maybe catching a little droplet of pre-cum, before sinking her mouth on my cock right down to the base of my shaft. She gagged and had to come up for air. I heard her mutter, "I'm sorry," but, with her pussy tight on my mouth, I couldn't say anything.
Hazel went down again and established a rhythm, all the way up and down, as I continued my assault on her pussy. Occasionally, she would break away from my cock to lick all around my balls but, she knew what she was doing. Very quickly, she was back to sucking my cock. She knew what was coming, and it was going to be me! Actually, it was going to be both of us!
I paused for breath and Hazel screamed, "Don't stop!" so I got back to it. She increased her pace, her mouth sliding down on my cock and up at double speed, her hands wanking me with a tight grip which I didn't normally like, but this time, we were just going for it! My arms were holding tight to her hips as my tongue was running up and down her soaking slit almost as fast as she was working on me!
Finally, she started to dribble her sweet, musky juices onto my face and I couldn't get enough. She was coming all over my face ... and she knew how wet she was! Suddenly, she sucked my cock very deliberately that felt that she was actually squeezing my shaft as she sucked. WOW! It felt amazing! I exploded into her mouth, a small amount of my spunk dribbling out from her mouth down her chin.
Her body collapsed on me and we lay on the sofa. There were plenty of exhausted loving words between us as we recovered. I was so in love with this girl and she had told me that she loved me. Eventually, Hazel turned around and our eyes met in pure love and a lot of lust! We kissed in a sticky mess, her juices, my spunk and our sweat mixing together after the most intense sixty-nine that I had ever had!
We lay on the sofa until we started to feel the chill of the evening. We got up and went to bed to sleep off our orgasms, content in the love we felt for each other ...
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We didn't hear from Bibi nor Maggie for a couple of weeks. We could only hope that Maggie and Ian had sorted out their issue and, of course, that also meant repairing Maggie's relationship with her own Mother. We couldn't really intervene with their situation, after all, we were both outsiders to the relationship that Bibi had with Maggie as employee/employer. But, as we had met Bibi through Inge, I felt a little concerned about her.
Then, we received a letter from Inge. What joy! I had a stab of jealousy as the letter was addressed to Hazel rather than me. I just brushed it off due to the fact that we were officially living in Hazel's flat and Inge seemed to have thought of not alerting Hazel's landlord of our co-habiting. It would be a breach of Hazel's tenancy. What clever ladies to have thought about that. We could have been evicted for any breach of the contract.
Inge told us that she was trying to get work as an au pair with a family on the outskirts of London, so would soon be visiting them for an interview. And, of course, she would stay with us during her stay. We could not wait to see her and have some beautiful, sexy fun!
The very next day, I had a call at work from Bibi. Could we meet at Maggie and Ian's house and help? Help? I wondered what sort of help they were needing. I came home and told Hazel and she was just as excited to see Maggie and Ian as she has been reading Inge's news. So it was arranged to meet at the weekend.
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Saturday lunchtime was the time, a pub in Ruislip was the place. Hazel was a little disappointed with the choice of venue ... she was hoping for another party at the Onslow's house! Although we had strengthened our romance in recent weeks, I knew she was missing having sex with other women.
Maggie and Ian arrived, along with Bibi. Although they sounded like they were happy to see us, I got the feeling that this was going to be an occasion for serious discussion.
"Hi, Maggie, hi, Ian," said Hazel, as she rose to greet them. "Hello, Bibi," she said as she planted a big kiss on Bibi's lips. Bibi seemed a bit taken aback, as if she was embarrassed by Hazel's greeting. She probably knew what was up for discussion. After Ian had gotten a round of drinks, we all sat around a small table.
He began, "I suppose you know what has been happening with me and Maggie?" We nodded. "So, I won't go into detail. Just suffice to say that I am sorry that I have caused pain for Maggie and, for the sake of everyone in the family, I have decided to make more effort with Maggie."
We were all happy with what he had said and then he told us that he wanted to avoid any impact on their baby, Chloë, in the future and that, hopefully, Maggie can forgive him and her Mother for what had happened. We responded with smiles and nods of agreement at how they were dealing with the fallout of Ian fucking his Mother-in-Law!
"However," Ian started again, "it does mean that we have terminated Brigitta's contract with immediate effect." A hush fell upon us all. Then Ian added, "We are paying her wages until the end of her time with us, but we will not need her to stay and help with Chloë. Maggie and I will be taking time off from work to bring her up as parents should."
Again, a hush came over us.
"Oh no, Bibi, what are you going to do?" asked Hazel.
"Oh, I'm going to go home to Stavanger. Trouble is, the first available flight is on Friday."
Ian jumped in. "Because we are taking time off from work for Chloë, we thought it was best for Brigitta to leave us this weekend but, like she said, first flight is Friday."
"You can stay with us until then," Hazel said, rather too enthusiastically. "If that's OK, Vee?" Of course it was. I knew when I was onto a good thing!
"Well, we thought that maybe it was OK," said Bibi. "I got my suitcase and bags in the car." I thought that was a bit presumptuous of Ian - I don't think Maggie had any say in this at all. She had hardly said a word since Ian had come to the table with drinks.
So, after a bit more discussion and some small talk, we left the pub to go to Ian's car and get Bibi's bags. The girls exchanged their goodbyes with Maggie and we stood on the pavement with Bibi's luggage.
"Oh, my goodness. I never thought this would end like it has," Bibi said, with a careworn sigh.
"Well, let's get back home, then," Hazel said. And so we did. Carrying Bibi's suitcase down the road to the tube station was a feat, carrying it down the steps to the platform was an even harder task! What do women actually put in their suitcases?
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It was late afternoon before we got back to the flat. I left the girls to unpack one of Bibi's bags, carrying essentials for a few days. I ran a bath for myself. I had got quite sweaty carrying the suitcase. A squirt of bubble bath and I laid back to luxuriate! Ha, fat chance! Five minutes was all I got and I was disturbed by the girls.
"What are you doing here all alone, Vee?" asked Bibi.
"Just enjoying the bubbles." I was already getting aroused by the expectation of what this week would bring ... and it was starting to show. Now, I had two beautiful girls, dressed only in T-shirts, standing in the bathroom.
"Oh, OK," Bibi said with an air of boredom and not a care in the world. Hazel just sniggered. She pulled Bibi to her and they started to kiss, nice little pecks to begin with before locking their lips and tongues together. Oh, fucking hell, I thought. She had only been with us less than half an hour, and she was already taking control! My cock quickly became rock hard and was standing proud of the bath water, framed by lots of bubbles.
The girls broke away from each other and began to make their assault. Hazel put a small towel on the edge of the bath whilst Bibi climbed into the bath, kneeling between my legs. Her hands were straight onto my cock, gently wanking me to make sure I was really hard. Then she lowered her head to take me deep into her mouth, still wanking me. She ran her fingertips along the underside of my shaft, pulling at my skin, until my head was totally revealed.
I couldn't really see what Bibi was doing next as my view was obstructed by Hazel's pussy. She had thrown her leg over my head to kneel on the towel she had placed on the edge of the bath and she was riding my face. I was able to reach up and paw at Hazel's breasts under her T-shirt but I could feel every sensation that Bibi administered to my cock. Her tongue seemed to be soft along the edge of my head and there was a change of touch. Her fingertips replaced her tongue which was now licking at my pee-hole. I knew she loved the taste of pre-cum but, if she wasn't careful, she would be getting a faceful of spunk!
Hazel was still riding my face but then, sat back slightly, her ass resting on my chest. She brought her fingers down to spread her pussy lips and rubbed her clit. After a few moments, complete with soft moans, she pushed her fingers into her pussy to start wanking herself. Her moans became louder but her position gave me better access to her asshole. My tongue was all along her slit, from her asshole and her perineum and a little lick of her pussy ... I couldn't get all the way in as her fingers were in the way!
I knew that, in no time, I was going to come in a spectacular way but suddenly, Bibi stopped, pinched the base of my shaft to stop me coming and she stood up. Almost like it was a pre-arranged signal, Hazel stopped and climbed off my face. I could now see the glorious site of my two beauties, Bibi wearing a T-shirt which was soaking wet and Hazel in a T-shirt with wet hand prints where I had been grabbing at her tits!
Bibi's T-shirt was plastered to her skin, showing all the curves of her body, the whole sexy look highlighted with the sight of her nipples showing through the wet material. That was Hazel's first port of call and she stooped down to the shorter girl to take a nipple into her mouth through the wet T-shirt. Wow! I almost came while I was still in the bath!
Obviously, this was going to continue in the bedroom. Between them, the girls managed to pull me up out of the bath, gave me a quick pat down with a towel - I was still pretty wet! - and they led me by my hands to bed. Pushing me onto the bed, they switched positions. Bibi had made herself comfortable on my face and Hazel was sucking me back to my previous rock-hard state. Hazel's blowjob style was different to Bibi's, deep swallows as she went down and a hard sucking as she came back up. Bibi had adopted the same practice, though, as Hazel's face sitting. Riding my face, her wet T-shirt dripping onto me, and then, sitting back to finger herself as I licked.
Hazel stopped sucking me and climbed on top, sinking herself onto my ready-to-come cock. Then, Bibi got up to switch around so she could watch Hazel bounce up and down, her tits setting a beautiful rhythm. She reached out for Bibi to kiss her, both of them forming a circle with their outstretched arms. No doubt neither wanted to fall off!
But then, all changed again! Hazel said to Bibi, "Beebs, you have him!" Bibi had just got comfortable on my face! "Awww, Haze!" she complained, but Hazel, the taller girl, still had a hold of Bibi's arms and simply pulled her off from my face. Hazel climbed off and the girls switched around. Bloody hell, threesomes were getting hard work!
Hazel didn't sit on my face but sat on the pillow beside my head, fingering herself. Bibi started to suck me again. Hazel's creamy juices were coating my shaft and Bibi was licking them off with pure abandon. I was being used and very much abused! I was loving it! Bibi must have had her taste of pre-cum because she suddenly jumped up, sank her pussy onto my cock and started to bounce as Hazel had. Bibi's smaller breasts didn't have the same bounce as Hazel's but it didn't really matter. I was ready!
Bibi moaned in big heavy, growling sounds and, with my groaning, we sounded like a baritone choir! Her moans, though, became high-pitched squeals as I rammed up into her pussy and started to come. Her bounces got faster and she and I seemed to come at the same time. Hazel had pulled a dildo from the bedside drawer and was ramming it into herself, furiously rubbing her clit. Bibi collapsed onto my body and we kissed deeply. Suddenly, we were drenched, not only in our sweat, but in Hazel's orgasm. Her massive squirt covered our heads, Bibi's face and in between our bodies!
FUCKING HELL! WOW!
"Oh Vee! Oh, I needed that!" said Hazel, "I just needed to watch you and Bibi. Shit, man, you're fantastic, Beebs! As soon as you've had your pre-cum, you know exactly what you want. I love you, lovely lady! You knew how to finish him off!"
"I know you know how to finish him off, too," said Bibi with a cheeky grin, "Finish me off! Now!"
Bibi rolled away and lay on her back. I managed to grab Hazel's hips to get a lick of her sodden pussy but she was too fast for me! Her pussy was heading for Bibi's face! I was spent, so all I could do was watch my beautiful girls fall into the juiciest sixty-nine I'd seen for a while.
If this was going to be our evenings until Bibi's flight home, it was going to be a dream ... an exhausting dream but a wonderful, beautiful dream!
