So, I had said goodbye to Inge and her mother, Sidsel, until Inge's next visit which, I hoped, would be soon. Sadly, we couldn't have any sex as a parting gift as she had told me she had her period. I wasn't sure if she did really have her period or whether it was an excuse because her mother had said that she had stayed a little too long on my last visit to their hotel.

As a horny twenty-year-old, the lack of sex with my Norwegian girlfriend had hurt my pride. But I did have a beautiful English girlfriend that I could call on. I called Hazel at work to ask her if it was OK to come round that evening. Of course, she was eager to see me but I could never let her know that, because of the lack of sex with Inge, I was desperate for sex with her! Oh no, that would be bad form!

I arrived at Hazel's flat and she immediately threw herself at me with hugs and kisses, almost as if she making her claim and marking her territory! She knew that I had visited Inge and her mother the previous evening to say my goodbyes so I suppose her greeting was her way of saying her hellos and making sure she now had a free run at cementing our relationship without me thinking about another lady.

After some small talk about our days at work, Hazel moved on to more romantic issues.

"So, how do you feel? Are you sad that she has gone home? Do you think Inge will come back?" she began.

"Well, when I told her about you, she confessed that she had a boyfriend in Norway. So, things could change. She might decide that he's the one after all and not come back," I said.

"Yes, but things might change and she might leave him?" Hazel was trying her best to get a positive answer from me.

"Maybe," I said, "but it's all guesswork, really."

We settled down and Hazel made something to eat and we watched TV. Getting bored with the TV programmes, we started a little tickling game which set off our laughter and it turned into giggly squeals and, from me, an occasional shout - I'm very ticklish in certain places, my feet mostly but not ticklish in places that matter! After catching our breath, Hazel dived on top of me to pin me down.

She began to unbutton my shirt, pausing only to lean forward and kiss me. But as she moved down the buttons, she would kiss me on the part that she had uncovered. Eventually, she reached my belt buckle. She unbuckled the belt and unfastened the button on my trousers. Then she kissed the edge of my pubic hair. My cock was starting to stir and she knew it! Her next move was to stand up and tug my trousers down my legs, leaving me on the sofa wearing only my pants. But she didn't take them off, just ran her fingers along the inside of my thighs.

She was teasing me, good and proper, she knew how to make me grow! She started to move her mouth about to make saliva and dribbled it on to my pants and, when she felt my pants were wet enough, she began to lick my cock inside my pants, massaging it as she did so. Someone had done that to me before and I had well and truly come in my pants. I was hoping it wasn't going to happen again but she kept on going, dribbling saliva and licking my pants. My cock was growing and growing and I was trying my best not to come.

Hazel was wearing a front-buttoning dress and I could see her cleavage as I looked down at her doing her work. Even as I looked, she started to undo one button at a time. She kept up her attack on my cock, her cleavage was in sight and her hand disappeared inside my pants. She started to wank me off and I knew it was only a matter of time before she set off my love explosion! One or two strokes was all it took and my hips convulsed and I spunked inside my pants.

She stood up and looked quite pleased with her handiwork. The buttons on her dress were undone to her waist and her tits were braless. She reached down and took off my pants very quickly and rubbed my sticky pants all over her chest, while my spunk was still hot. Hazel didn't bother with the rest of the buttons on her dress, she just shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell away. She still had her panties on. She reached for my hands to pull me up, I stood up and she fell onto the sofa.

"Your turn," she said and pointed to her lips. I kissed them hard and squeezed her tits. They were sticky from my drying cum but she was worth it for me to lick her all over her chest. The smell of sex was permeating the room and I was catching in my nostrils as I sucked at her nipples. I moved down to her panties and started to take them off but her hand shot down to stop me.

"Lick my panties!" she ordered. So I did! I ran my tongue up the inside of her thighs and across the top of her panties, marking her gorgeous triangle as my target. I made some saliva and dribbled it onto the centre spot of her triangle and used my tongue to spread it around. I put my fingers inside her panties to massage the moisture into her pubic hair then lifted up her legs. I pulled her panties up from the front, causing the material to cling to her puffy pussy lips. I ran my tongue up and down her slit to make sure that her panties were slick with her juices.

I kept this going for a few minutes until I pulled her panties aside to insert two fingers inside her. Bloody hell, she was wet! I pummelled my fingers inside Hazel as I was licking her slit through her panties. Her hips started to buck as my fingers worked harder and harder. She was ready and here it was! A few more pushes as I was licking her and she came, soaking not only her panties but my face as well! I pulled off her panties and dived into her slit to taste all of that sweet, musky nectar from my girl's gorgeous pussy. Beautiful! Sexy! Dirty! And I loved her!

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Two days later, at work, the phone on my desk rang. It was late in the afternoon which was the usual time that I would get a call from a girlfriend.

"Hello? Is that Vee?" asked the lady at the other end. There was a slight foreign accent in the well-spoken English voice.

"Yes, it is," I replied.

"It's Sidsel, Inge's mother," the lady said.

"Oh, hello. I'm surprised to hear from you."

"Ah well, I have a problem. My husband has had an accident at work and I need to take care of him. The problem is that I have to return to Stavanger but I can only book one seat on the flight home. So Inge is staying at the hotel until her flight back in a few days," she explained.

"OK."

"So, can you look after her until it's time for her to come home? You're the only person she knows in London and it would be a great help to me," she continued.

"Er, yes, OK." And that's how a phone call changed my life!

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Of course, I was excited for the possibilities but I hadn't been expecting to see Inge again before she went back home so I was thinking about plans I had made with Hazel.

I called Hazel at work and explained the situation to her.

"So, will I see you this week?" she asked. "I have been really looking forward to having you all to myself, you know what I mean?" Oh, yes, I knew exactly what she meant!

"Look, I'm waiting for a call from Inge to discuss this extension of her stay at the hotel so, as soon as I know, I'll call you." It was the best I could do at that time but I remembered what both girls had recently said, about missing the fun we'd had with other girls and, suddenly, my mind started to run overtime! Phew!

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Sitting in my bedsit, listening to the radio, as I wrestled with my situation. I hadn't arranged anything with Hazel for that evening but I couldn't help thinking about how close we had become as friends as well as how hot and intense we were as lovers. She was a year or so older than me and had experience with both men and women but Inge had 'spotted' me first and she was a year younger, almost three years younger than Hazel! That, in itself, was intriguing me.

I was in the middle of deciding whether or not go to see Hazel when I heard a bang on the front door and a muffled shout, as if someone was shouting through the open letterbox. I went down to see who was at the door and was surprised to see Inge. I thought that, after the luxury of her hotel room, she wouldn't want to visit my bedsit ever again but, here she was!

"Vee!" she gushed, hugging me tightly. "I was really hoping you were here instead of out with your girlfriend ... well, your other girlfriend!" She sniggered. I'm glad she found it amusing - I was having the biggest dilemma of my life!

I laughed, a little nervously. "I wasn't expecting you to come here. Thought you'd be nice and comfortable at the hotel. Did your mum go home?"

"Yes, she called me at the hotel to say she was at home. I was just waiting for her to call so I could come and see you. Being at the hotel on my own would be so boring. Here I am! What do you want to do?"

"I wasn't doing anything really, just listening to the radio."

"Do you want to get something to eat?"

"Yeah, OK. There's the burger café a couple of doors down?" So we went to get a burger and came back up to the room.

"You know, I used to know the girl who worked at the burger café," I said to strike up some conversation.

"Really? How much did you know her? Was she pretty?"

"Hahahaha! Inge, you ask too many questions!" and we finished off our burgers and drank some Cokes.

"Well, I'm just curious," she replied and kissed me.

"I had a girlfriend ..."

"You've always got a girlfriend, you have!" she interrupted.

"Can't help it! Anyway, I had a girlfriend who liked to smoke cannabis and we were in a pub. Kim from the burger bar came in and spotted me. She came over for a chat but she was a bit sad as she just split with her boyfriend. We all left the pub and came back here with a few beers and to relax. My girlfriend rolled a joint and started to smoke, passed it on to Kim. They both got high and giggly and started kissing each other on the sofa.

"I was laying on the bed, a bit tipsy, but I was getting horny watching my girlfriend kissing another girl. Wow! They started feeling each other and T-shirts came off and tits were kissed and nipples were sucked."

"Fucking hell, Vee. What did you do?"

"Nothing, they just carried on. Eventually, they came to bed, took my trousers off and we were all naked. It was my first time with two girls. It was amazing!"

"I can tell," Inge said, as she massaged my cock through my jeans. "Did you have them again?"

"Yes, a few times. Then, Roz, my girlfriend, moved away and Kim was my girlfriend for a while and then, she moved away!" Inge was kissing me and massaging me harder. And I was getting harder. I was returning her deep kisses and feeling her breasts but she broke away to unbuckle my belt and take off my jeans. Without any hesitation, she was on her knees with my cock deep inside her mouth.

It was absolutely wonderful, feeling her mouth around me and her nose buried in my pubic hair. Her head was bobbing up and down but she didn't seem to be in a hurry. Just slow long deep sucks and just as slow withdrawals, I was in heaven. I wanted her so much. She took off her blouse and her bra, revealing those beautiful tits. She started to wank me between her tits, dribbling her saliva into her cleavage, lubricating both her tits and my cock. It was sliding up and down as she pushed her breasts together to intensify the feeling.

I wasn't sure about Inge's final move. Did she want me to come on her tits or was she going to suck me dry? I didn't really care, I was just loving what she was doing. My cock was straining but she popped me back in her mouth, the same treatment as before. I was moaning and groaning as she went about her work, my cock twitching more urgently with every release. A drop of pre-cum on my head was eagerly licked up and she moved me back between her gorgeous tits. Up and down, up and down, oh, fucking hell, I was getting very close.

She spotted another drop of pre-cum and she started to wank me with her hand, her mouth in close proximity. I was ready and she knew I was ready. She gave me a few more strokes before taking me deeply into her mouth and I just exploded! No longer the slow sucks and withdrawals, Inge was wanking me hard like a woman possessed as I pumped my spunk between her lips. She gagged a little and I was a totally spent force as I watched her final, final move. She dribbled my spunk down her chin and onto her tits then rubbed the hot cum all over herself. Then she grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me into her chest to savour the smell of sex in her cleavage.

Wow! Wow! WOW! I could never let this woman go! She was so, so sexy and I loved her. But her definitely final move was to push my head away from her cleavage and plant her sticky lips on mine. We shared the messiest kiss ever but one of the most passionate kisses we'd ever had. Her tongue was wrestling with mine and my spunk was all over my mouth.

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Of course, Inge and I had to leave the next morning, me to go to work and her to go back to her hotel. As we left my front door, she asked if we could see each other later that evening. I told her that I needed to speak to Hazel first and she fully understood. We had a kiss and cuddle before we parted.

"I'll call you," Inge said as she walked away towards Holloway Road tube station. I was heading towards Seven Sisters Road for work.

As soon as I had a spare moment, I called Hazel to arrange to see her that evening. We would go to see a film at the Empire, Leicester Square and get a bite to eat at a little trattoria around the corner. Hazel seemed enthusiastic that we would spend the evening together and the issue of Inge never once came up during our conversation. Once our evening had been arranged, I could concentrate on my job.

But, all day, my mind was still going back and forth on the issue of Inge and how I would broach the subject with Hazel. And, of course, vice versa! Bloody hell, another romance dilemma. You'd have thought I would have learned by now!

Inge called me during the afternoon and, inadvertently, seemed to resolve the situation.

"Can I see you tonight?" Straight to the point. That's probably a difference between the English and other nationalities. Whereas we hum and hah, people from other countries seem to know how to get directly to the heart of the issue.

"Sorry, Inge, I am out this evening with Hazel," I replied.

"Oh," then a pause and then "er, OK." I detected a note of disappointment in her voice in the initial "Oh".

"But, tomorrow evening, maybe?" Of course, when she had paused before her "er, OK", her mind must have been figuring out a way to see me that night.

"What are you doing tonight?" she asked.

"Well, a drink, a meal, cinema maybe." My reply may have seemed a little vague but that was our plan.

"Look, I'd love to meet you at the restaurant but why spend all that money?" I was all for saving money! "How about you come to the hotel? My mother has left enough money for me with the hotel reception for food and drinks until I go back home. We could have a meal here ..." She tailed off, waiting for my agreement. "And I'd love to meet your girlfriend."

Wow! My mind was already churning with what the evening might bring.

"Er, OK. I'll have to speak to her."

"Of course. I hope it's a yes. I've been missing you since last summer and all the fun we had."

Double wow! "OK. I'll call you for times."

Straightaway, I called Hazel. "Slight change of plans, Haze."

"Oh?" Another disappointed "Oh". I was getting good at this skill of disappointing my ladies! So, I told her about the change of plans and how it would save us some money.

"OK." Still unsure ...

"And Inge would love to meet you."

"OK!" There was more enthusiasm in that last "OK"!

I called Inge back and so, it was arranged. Now, it was only me who was full of trepidation ...

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