Yes, a phone call can change things. At one end of the spectrum, just plans. Inge's mother had started the ball rolling with her request for me to look after Inge, who would remain in London on her own, due to her mother's enforced return home to Norway after her husband's work accident. This had prompted phone calls between Inge and myself and Hazel and myself. As usual, I was in the middle of a romantic dilemma and it c...

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...

Kirsten and I lived together, first, at her parents house (they were living nearer to her father's work) and soon, in a rented flat near the town centre by the river. I had detected a limited nature in our early lovemaking and Kirsten confessed that she had only been with two men before me abd neither of them had been very adventurous. So, we became almost like student and teacher. I was trying to bring to her my experien...

The very next day, at work, my phone rang. It was Hazel, obviously eager to know what I had said when I met up with Inge and her mother. Well, even at that young age when my primary concern was fucking as many girls as I could, I still wanted to be honest. And Hazel herself was part of that generation where there was a lot of sleeping around so she knew the score. But, I didn't want to discuss this over the phone so I tol...

No matter what Jan did to try and keep me, I had just had enough of her mood swings which led to the bickering which would, quite often, lead to full on arguments. But these would often lead to amazing, foul-mouthed make up sex! Not the first time I've had to deal with a romantic dilemma ... Meanwhile, back at work, Kirsten, the new woman who had caught my eye and who was on the way to capturing my heart, was moving from...

Crouch End wasn't the best part of London to live in but her flat was a lot better than my old bedsit in the Holloway Road and definitely better than Richie's sofa! Jan and I decided that our relationship was going well enough to perhaps get a bigger flat. We looked at a few places and eventually, rented a place in Stamford Hill, a bit further out from central London. It wasn't a bad flat but the suburban railway line ran...

I had a great weekend with Hazel. We did the night out, we did the sex, we did the trip to the market. She cooked a proper meal - it was the first proper cooked meal I'd had since leaving home nearly two years before. My meals had been take aways and visits to restaurants and, of course, Carole's tea and toast! But Hazel had cooked a meal for me! After dinner, we washed up together and then, sat and watched TV, just relax...

It had been three weeks or so since Carole walked out of that pub. Work was a grind, with my brain filled up of questions and no answers, just theories, and work was just a grind anyway. But I did have a return visit by Inge to look forward to, even though she was travelling with her mother. Just getting to go home and my phone rang. "Hello?" "Vee? It's Hazel, remember?" "Of course I do, gorgeous! How are you?" "Just been...

After our massive evening, our night-time sleeping arrangements left us free for a bit of bed-hopping but things didn't amount to much. We were all faded from our earlier activities and I certainly wasn't capable of more than a semi hard on. Carole, Hazel and Jeanie all admitted to being a little sore after all the licking, sucking and fucking that we had done and our bed-sharing was no more than cuddles and gentle mastur...

I woke up before everyone the next morning, put on my pants and went to the bathroom. A pee and a quick wash and I was sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for the kettle to boil. Jeanie came through dressed in just her panties, to actually make some tea. "Jeanie," I said, "you were absolutely amazing last night. How on earth did you work out that double-ended dildo thing with Carole and Hazel?" "Ooh, it was fucking fant...

I had spent Christmas with my family, enjoying the company and enjoying the winter months in West Germany, knee-deep in snow as I walked around the military base where my father was stationed. There was the occasional meal out in Rheydt and a European football match between Borussia Mönchen-Gladbach and Wacker Innsbruck, where the visiting fans made themselves heard by ringing large cow bells throughout the game! Finally,...

Jeanie and Tony left soon after we had all had our fun, followed by teas and coffees. Carole had run out of bread! After complimentary comments about how sexy the girls had been, we shared a general conversation about our backgrounds and got to know each other properly. We knew that they were both older than us, Jeanie was twenty-seven, Tony was thirty. Tony took up their story. "We used to be regulars at various sex club...

And just like that, it was all over! I don't know how it happened but there was a series of events that contributed to the final conclusion. Let's start at the beginning. ________________ After the initial excitement of going to America to appear in sex movies, Celly came home. She had been away for about four months after being approached by a guest at the sex club that she and Ginny frequented. Ginny had come to my beds...

Lying on the sofa in Hazel's lounge, it wasn't long before I was joined by Ginny. She was wearing just panties and a T-shirt. "Hi, Vee," was her tentative greeting. "How are you?" She sat on the end of the sofa. "Hey, what a night!" she said. "Yeah, what a night!" I replied. "I'm OK." Ginny reached out and stroked my leg. She was well short of my pants. I was also wearing my shirt. "Actually, I'm not OK. I'm pretty pissed...

Despite my growing feelings for Carole, I wasn't sure that she felt the same way. We continued to go on dates and we would end up at her place rather than mine for more fantastic love making. But she wasn't saying how she felt about us and any future between us. What was mostly bugging me was the occasions that she visited Hazel without me because I knew that she and Hazel would probably be having a threesome with Barry....