After the poor standard of accommodation where I had spent the first eighteen months of my life in London, living with Hazel was like luxury. My place was just a room above a shop. There was no bathroom and the toilet was outside the back door in an alleyway. Hazel lived in a self-contained flat, everything was there and inside! And there was a sexy girl to keep the bed every night!

We lived quite blissfully in our day-to-day lives, we left the flat together to go to work and we got back in the evening about an hour apart. Hazel's journey on the tube was shorter than mine, as I was still working at the unemployment office in Finsbury Park. We lived as a young, happy couple in a nice flat and lived a normal life.

There's an old saying ... 'familiarity breeds contempt' ... but, in the very beginning, our familiarity was breeding CONTENT! We were very happy.

One evening, I arrived home from work, and Hazel seemed to be in a brighter mood than normal. She was nearly always bright and breezy, but that evening, there seemed to be something extra about her.

"Vee," she began, "I'm missing the girls!"

"Oh, OK. I think I know what you mean," I replied, and a smile came across her face. "OK, what has happened?"

"Well, you know that I still work with Carole, don't you? She suggested I stay at her place, like a sleepover." My curiosity must have shown. "She knows we are living together now so I said that I would have to ask you. Then she said, so why don't we have a sleepover at yours?"

I was very keen but didn't want to appear too eager. Since my split with Carole, I had been with Hazel and Inge, two ladies with a generous helping of breast. I began to wonder if I would be disappointed with Carole's smaller breasts but she did have long nipples which deserved to be sucked ... and sucked hard! I pushed the decision back to Hazel.

"How do you feel about having a sleepover with Carole, then?"

"Well, I'm worried about if she wants to get back with you. We've just started living together and I love our life here. I don't want to spoil that."

"So, tell her you're not sure if it's a good idea," I replied, but wishing that I hadn't said that, trying to put Hazel off what could have been an amazing night. Shame, it would have been great to suck on Carole's nipples again ...

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Our chat about the possibility of a visit from Carole didn't arise for the rest of the evening. We just spent our time watching some TV before going to bed. Neither one of us was particularly tired, we just went to bed because that's what you do at the end of the day! We chatted about mundane things and the events of our days before snuggling into each other for a goodnight kiss, then drifted off to sleep.

Some time later ...

"Vee, are you asleep?" whispered Hazel. "I can't sleep."

I grunted a mumbled reply, but it was clear that I was also not asleep. I pulled Hazel closer into me and she kissed me goodnight again. But, there was a little extra in her kiss ... and I responded. I slipped my hand under her T-shirt, rubbing her back. She, in turn, put her hand outside my pants, fondling my balls. She moved downwards and, as a result, my hand on her back got caught and lifted up her T-shirt, exposing her beautiful breasts. The T-shirt lifted over her head as it was level with my groin. She took a grip of my pants and pulled them off, leaving my hardening cock bobbing about in front of her face.

No prizes for guessing what happened next. My cock was deep into her mouth. She knew what I wanted and she swung her body around so I could get to her naked pussy. My mouth opened wide to take in her entire pussy, fleshy lips and all, before holding back so I could trace patterns along her slit with my tongue. We were lying on our sides, having a beautiful, sensual sixty-nine. Her free hand was holding on to my backside while I was making small thrusts into her mouth. She was so gentle, there wasn't the firm touch of her hand, just her soft lips wanking my cock.

My free arm was cuddling Hazel's hips and my tongue played games with her fuckhole and my teeth nibbled at her labia. She gave out an occasional Ow! as if she was telling me that I'd bitten more than I could chew, but it didn't spoil our little party. My lips were on her lips, my tongue was deep inside her pussy, oh my, she was drooling, her juices flowing over my chin. Hazel seemed to narrow her mouth over my cock, it felt like a tighter grip.

There was going to be a very explosive end to this and it would be very soon. I licked her slit up and down, her moisture dribbling down her thighs. As I cuddled her hips, I moved my hand to her ass, rubbing her wetness all over. I slipped my finger into her asshole and pumped it in and out for quite a few strokes. Her squeals were muffled as she still had a tight grip of my cock. I withdrew my finger to get more juices for lubrication and pushed it into her again. She definitely enjoyed my attention to her ass, her head seemed to pick up pace and her mouth was tightening her grip on my cock.

I managed to use another finger to pummel her pussy as my tongue licked her slit. I was almost drowning in her juices and we both got faster and faster, more and more intense. I was finger-fucking her ass and pussy, she was wanking me with her mouth! It was fucking beautiful and intense, so fucking beautiful that my fingers were a blur as she gushed out all over my face and I exploded into her mouth. She gagged as I came and I knew that her face would be spattered with my spunk.

We lay in our sixty-nine for a while as we recovered. Hazel was wanking me gently with her hand, licking my head as she coaxed more spunk from my limp shaft. I was hugging her hips and kissing her soaked pubic hair. All this extra activity kept us in position for a little while longer. It was so blissful and relaxing ... I loved Hazel!

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The doorbell rang. She was here! False alarm, the visitor was for another flat in the building. As we waited for this girl who broke my heart only a few months ago, I started to imagine how this evening would go. Yes, she broke my heart! Surely there would be an embarrassing atmosphere or was Carole so confident in herself that she could almost brush the whole thing under the carpet? I was happy again, living with Hazel. Why did she have to come back into my life in this way?

Once again, the doorbell rang and, this time, it was Carole. And, sure enough, there was an immediate awkward embarrassing silence between me and her. Fortunately, Hazel took charge of proceedings, trying to lighten the mood. After all, of the three of us, she was the oldest, so I suppose, as the hostess, we would expect her to do her best. So drinks were offered and taken, and there was a short discussion on whether we should go out to eat. We all agreed to go to a nearby trattoria, just walking distance from the flat.

The mood did soften over pizza and red wine, and we had a very enjoyable evening. But it wasn't a foregone conclusion that we would all end up in bed together afterwards and that was when the awkwardness returned. We walked back to Hazel's flat and it was time to say goodnight. At the door, Carole and Hazel embraced and, as they faced each other, Carole puckered up for a quick peck on the lips from Hazel. The small kiss was returned and then Hazel said, "Awww, fuck it!" and she pulled Carole in for a more meaty kiss. They looked as if they were going to devour each other, lips and tongues were entangled and their hugs seemed tighter.

"Vee, come on," said Hazel, as I watched them in their passionate embrace. I was getting hard in my trousers, and I just knew it was inevitable. I used the spare key Hazel had given me to open the door, and the girls almost fell into the hallway! They made their way upstairs to the flat, me following Carole. Straightaway, I remembered a visit to Carole's flat when she wore a mini kimono and I marvelled at her ass as she climbed the stairs ahead of me! That was it, I was done. It was going to be an energetic night!

Inside the flat, Hazel and Carole fell onto the sofa and resumed their kissing, pawing at each other and trying to take off their clothes. They had got down to their panties and decided to head for the bedroom. I had only just managed to slip off my shoes and taken off my shirt, the trousers were yet to follow. The girls were quickly naked, rolling around on the bed. I was just the spectator until Hazel came to me to unzip my fly and pull out my cock, already rock hard from what I had already seen. Carole had joined us and started sucking my cock as Hazel unbuckled my trousers and pulled off my pants.

Trousers gone, pants gone! Hazel joined Carole in sucking my cock, taking turns to suck the head and lick my balls. Both of them had such a gentle touch as they fingered my shaft and it was only a matter before I spunked all over their faces. Thankfully, they stopped with me and started to concentrate on each other, licking flesh and fingering pussies. Hazel was first to get her mouth around Carole's inch-long nipples, her lips sucking on them, her teeth biting the end to pull them put even further. Carole gave out a little whimper of pain as Hazel nibbled those nipples ... they were glorious!

Then, Carole pushed Hazel away for her to fall on her back. She moved down Hazel's body, licking her much-larger breasts and licking around her aureolae before sucking her nipples hard! Hazel threw her head back in pleasure. Moving down, Carole got to Hazel's pussy. Her fingers went inside followed by a long, gentle lick along her slit. Hazel caught her breath and threw her head back even further that I thought she was going to break her neck! Man, this was so hot! I was stroking myself, not too vigorously ... I needed to hold on to my strength!

Hazel was sighing, her breathing quickening with every stroke of Carole's tongue. Carole's ass was in the air and I noticed that she already had a plug in her asshole! That sexy bitch had been sitting on that all evening ... no wonder she was so randy!

"Vee, fuck me, come on and fuck me hard. You know I fucking deserve to be punished for letting you down. Fuck me!" As always, I did what I was told and I assumed the position. Once I was lined up and I dipped my cock into Carole's pussy, there was no stopping me. I slammed deep into her! She let out a grunt, sounding as if I'd hurt her. Hazel squealed as Carole's grunt had vibrated on her pussy lips, giving her more pleasure. And, with every time I pushed into Carole, Hazel's squeals became more intense.

I thought that I was giving it to my ex-girlfriend hard, almost in vengeance for the way she had treated me. But then, she shouted out, "Fucking hell, Vee, come on! Fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck, come on!" Fortunately, I wasn't too long into my shift and I was able to keep going for quite a while, fuck-fuck-fucking her as hard as I could. Hazel was loving it as every thrust pushed Carole's face into her pussy, lips against lips, tongue deep inside and, occasionally, Carole's nose making contact with Hazel's clit.

I thought I was getting on top of the contest, giving Carole my best, then she shouted out again. "Fucking hell, Vee, fucking hell, come on, ahhhh!" She started with a growl but the "ahhhh!" was her last shout as she started to squeal just as loud as Hazel. The two of them were squealing like cats fighting and I knew I was going to win the fight! I gave it my all for my last few thrusts. Both of them were running out of breath as I shot my spunk deep inside Carole's pussy.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" were the cries from the girls as they were coming back to earth. I was still grunting as I continued to thrust into Carole, trying to give her the last of my cum. I paused a moment before I pulled out. Carole caught her breath as the cool air hit her hot, soaking pussy. She rolled over onto her back as Hazel moved towards me, taking my semi-hard cock in her hand to wank me. The very last drops of cum dribbled onto her hand which she lifted to her mouth to lick up my cream. She bent over me to suck my now-flaccid cock, rolling it around in her mouth as she chewed me for a little while.

Carole was laying next to us like a worn-out rag doll, legs wide apart, spunk dribbling from her pussy. She knew that Hazel was going to give her a beautiful clean-up. Hazel was very tentative at first, not sure how Carole was feeling. But her tongue was soft and gentle as she lapped up the spunk that I had deposited. She was down there for ages until Carole whimpered, probably so sore from the severe fucking I had given her. "Please, Haze, enough." Hazel moved up to Carole and they kissed deeply and passionately, sharing the product of their sexiness!

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We slept together, spooning in the sleep of satisfaction. Of course, we were all late for work in the morning ...

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After moving in with Hazel, I wrote to Inge to let her know my new address. I told her that I was now living with Hazel and the circumstances regarding the poor state of the room in Holloway, adding that it would always be a special place in my memories because of all the beautiful fun we'd had with Tanya and Lani. I hoped that she would understand.

A couple of weeks later, Inge wrote back and said she was so excited to see us both soon, but she had no immediate plans.

Hazel and I were developing our relationship together and everything was so wonderful. We were living in a cool part of London and just having a great life. Although we'd had an amazing night with Carole, at the end of the day, she was my ex-girlfriend for a reason. Hazel told me they'd had a few 'special lunch breaks' together, but Carole had, once again, cooled off, and it seemed that their sexual relationship was coming to an end. Maybe it would revive in the future, who knew?

Then, I received another letter from Inge. Hazel recognised the stamps on the envelope so she knew who was writing. She was very excited for me to open the letter to find out if Inge had any plans to return to London.

"Oh, Vee, come on, open it! That letter has been sitting on the table all day! I can't wait to read her news." So I opened up the envelope and read the whole letter out loud. Inge said that she was so happy that "you have somewhere nice to live and our beautiful girlfriend to fuck!" Hazel loved that bit!

"What else does she say?" Sometimes, Hazel gets so impatient! Hahahaha!

"Well," I began, trying to build up the suspense, "she has a friend who has just flown here to work as an au pair near London. She says that she has been thinking about that kind of job for herself. So she has signed up with an agency and will be coming to London to see her friend and see what it is like."

"Ooh," she said with a little quiver in her voice. "And a new friend, maybe?"

"Well, not to Inge , ha ha ha!"

"Oh, shut up, you!"

And, as our relationship grew, we had something exciting to which we can look forward. Keep on rolling, 1977 ..