Helka and I spent the rest of the weekend together. A day out enjoying the tourist traps of London, go for a nice meal, drinks in a pub or two then, finally, back to mine for a night of beautiful, unbridled lust! On Sunday, after a wonderfully relaxing sixty-nine, laying side by side with each other, we got up for a café breakfast in Central London. It was another beautiful day but the weather was being too kind during this summer (1976) and, at some times of the day, it was just too hot!
We walked through to a small park where there were plenty of trees giving plenty of shade. We were not that hungry after our breakfast but we had brought some drinks and a packet of biscuits from a nearby shop. We found a shaded corner to have our impromptu picnic. And we talked about this and that in our usual manner. I sat loosely cross-legged while Helka was lying on her side, propped up on her elbow.
"Are you looking forward to the Manchester trip?" I asked.
"Well, it will be interesting," she replied, "I've never been to Manchester. See what the college and uni are like, y'know! But, ..."
"Yeah, you'll miss me!"
"Hahahaha, yes, OK, big head!" I smiled and leaned over to kiss the top of her head. Our vibe was so relaxed and our banter came so naturally, it was lovely. Pretty unbelievable, really, considering our initial romance two years before had only lasted a couple of weeks and our current relationship was only two weekends of lust!
As we lay close together on the grass, Helka reached out to stroke my thigh, pretty close to my crotch. In that mischievous streak that teenagers have, she had a cheeky look around the park and then, unzipped my fly and put her hand inside my trousers to fondle my cock through my pants! I wasn't expecting this to go any further, I was just getting a nice sensation. Helka's head was resting on my chest with my arm around her shoulder. I was able to reach down into her blouse to connect with that familiar curve of her breast.
We lay that way for a while before we decided to get up and make our way to Helka's student room at the LSE. It wasn't far to walk from the park near Holborn towards Euston so we made it in decent time. In Helka's room, we sat and talked, drank coffee, ate the rest of the biscuits. As the afternoon turned to evening, we could have embarked on a night of passion but, her studies took priority and she had an early class, so we parted company with a big cuddle and a gorgeous kiss. I was going to miss her next weekend ... but we probably needed the rest anyway! Enjoy Manchester, Helka! ____________________________________
As Helka would be in Manchester next weekend, I was at a loose end on Friday evening. Despite the nature of the work in an unemployment office, there was good banter between the staff and the claimants and, occasionally, some amusing incidents.
The dress code at work was pretty much non-existent and many of us were dressed in the same uniform as the claimants, that is, jeans, shirt or t-shirt and trainers. It seemed to work as a good leveller between the two sides of the counter. Also, many of us lived in the same run-down areas, where empty houses would be occupied by squatters and others who were on the edge of homelessness. As a result, the staff and claimants recognised each other as some sort of kindred spirits!
This feeling was especially apparent on Friday nights when staff and claimants would mix in many of the pubs in North London. Everyone would be buying drinks, the claimants, usually pints, that would last them all evening! Then, word would go around about a reggae house party. The pub emptied as people would head to this house party and that would be Friday night sorted out! A stream of young people snaked through the streets of Crouch End and, as we got closer to the house party, you could hear the heavy bass of the music.
I recognised a few people from work and some of us stopped off at the corner shop to buy some ɓeers and joined in the party as we reached the house. The whole scene was very friendly and there was the customary giant speakers set up in the front room, booming out the rhythms of the reggae music. Everyone was milling about, some stopped to chat, getting in the way of others who were trying to pass through from room to room. And there were plenty of spliffs being shared around.
After a while, the beers in the pub had been topped up by the beers from the shop! Although I don't smoke, I was getting plenty of fumes coursing through my system and the pounding bass lines were starting to give me a headache! So, to get some fresh air, I went outside and sat outside on a low garden wall. Slightly intoxicated by the booze and the cannabis fumes, I must have passed out because I woke up lying on my back on the grass with my legs still hooked over the wall! Hahahaha! A friend from work saw me and got me back on my feet again, got me another beer, and took me to the bathroom so I could wash my face. I knew that I was going to be ribbed about that all next week!
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Back at work, workmates who had been at the party stopped for a chat and a laugh about me falling off the wall. Workmates who were NOT there soon got to hear about it and they, too, were laughing! I seemed to have got myself a reputation as the class clown!
Friday night soon came around and people were asking if I would be going out to repeat the fun-guy antics of the previous weekend. But, of course, Friday night was reserved for the gorgeous Helka.
We met in Piccadilly Circus, close to an unassuming disco called Snoopy's, where they had floor-to-ceiling mirrors along one side of the dancefloor. It made the place look twice as crowded! We found a table, got drinks and settled in for a night of 70s disco dancing! After cavorting to several tunes, we returned to our table and sat and cuddled. I went to the bar and got more drinks. When I got back, Helka had been joined by a work colleague, named Lisa, from LSE. They chatted about their studies for a few minutes then Lisa left. Our night continued until closing time and we left to make our way to the LSE and Helka's student room.
We had almost got back when we heard a commotion in the street. We turned to see what was happening and we saw Helka's friend Lisa having a stand-up argument with some guy. Whatever the fuss was about, it seemed to be over, as the guy just walked away. Lisa was walking in the opposite direction when she spotted us.
"Hi, Helka," she called out. We waited for her to catch up. "What an idiot! I always seem to end up with arseholes!" she vented. She calmed down a little and just chatted as we all walked back to LSE. When we arrived at the main door to the student rooms, Helka said, "Come and have a drink. I've got some wine I opened earlier, it needs to be drunk before it goes vinegary."
"Yeah, OK," replied Lisa. When we got to Helka's room, there wasn't that much wine so Lisa said, "I'll go and get another bottle."
I noticed that there was an addition to Helka's room, a comfortable easy chair to go with the office chair that she had at her desk. Well, at least it was more comfortable than the swivel office chair. Lisa came back with two bottles of wine, Helka switched on the radio and we settled down to a few drinks. London's Capital Radio station would play soft, cool-down music, after the hectic events of Friday night clubbing so, there we were, at three in the morning, just relaxing with a few glasses of wine.
The radio DJ played a song which was smoochy and quite romantic so I got up and pulled Helka to her feet for a slow dance. We danced through the song, holding each other close and kissing passionately. Suddenly, Lisa cut in, in an old-fashioned way, but, instead of cutting in to dance with me, she began to dance with Helka! As they held each other close, Lisa's hand ran up Helka's back to her head and pulled her forward to a kiss, a nervous peck at first but developing into a deep, full-on, with tongues kiss! It was so sexy to see them kissing, fully clothed while dancing together.
Finally, I stood up and walked over to the girls and it was my turn to cut in! Suddenly, I was dancing with Lisa, running my hands up and down her back, trying to pull us closer together, kissing each other deeply. In the space of a few minutes, we had all kissed each other very deeply, very passionately.
Next to move was Helka. She was behind Lisa, facing me, looking at me right in the eye, as she reached in between us and started to undo the buttons of Lisa's blouse, alternating with undoing the buttons of my shirt. I hadn't realised that she had already undone the clasp of Lisa's bra and, as Lisa's buttons were unfastened, her generous breasts were rubbing on my stomach. Both of our tops were off now and Lisa dropped to her knees to undo my jeans whilst Helka leaned over her to kiss me. Lisa had freed my hardening cock and gave it a hard suck. Then she stood up to allow Helka to reach around to undo her jeans. It was then my turn to get down on my knees and give Lisa's pussy a long, luscious lick. Meanwhile, Helka had quickly taken off her own clothes.
Helka then ordered us to get on the bed and continue to make out. We got on the single bed, kissed, fondled, cuddled, switched positions to a sixty-nine. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I realised why the comfy easy chair was there, facing the bed! Helka was stretched out on the chair, totally naked, running her hands up and down her body, softly stroking her labia, and plunging her fingers inside her pussy as she watched her boyfriend and her student friend making love right in front of her!
All the time, though, she would occasionally open her eyes to catch a glimpse of us in order to issue her next command.
"Stop!" she shouted and it was all change. Lisa left me to replace Helka on the chair as Helka took Lisa's place on the bed. Helka quickly settled for sucking my rock-hard cock and Lisa watched us, as she massaged her gorgeous tits and ran her hands down to her pussy, rubbing her clitoris at high speed. And then ... "Stop!" WOW! This was so sexy, building up the tension like a thriller movie before we got back on script for the next act.
Now it was my turn to take the chair! The girls had been safe in their self-stimulation but, for a man, we can only wank ourselves for so long before we explode all over the carpet! So, the safe thing to do was to just to watch these two lovely ladies getting friendly!
Helka's body was petite but she had a good figure with a decent handful of breast. Lisa was edging towards being a little overweight so she had proper womanly curves and her tits were more than a handful. But the way they moved together was beautiful, almost a work of performance art. Helka and Lisa were holding each other tight while they exchanged passionate kisses. Helka's kisses were travelling down Lisa's neck, Lisa was quivering with the sensual feel of lips travelling down to her shoulders. Helka moved down to Lisa's breasts, massaging one to move her nipple to her mouth, then sucking it and nibbling it, finishing with a gentle bite.
Lisa twisted away from Helka so that she could give a bit of loving of her own. Lisa lifted Helka's face to kiss her but slipped and fell beneath her breasts. Lisa's tongue was out immediately to lick at Helka's.nipples but Helka was too quick. She moved up and ended up sitting on Lisa's face. Helka moaned as she settled down astride Lisa's mouth. She moved her hips backwards and forwards, grinding her pussy on her chin, Lisa's tongue licking as far into Helka's pussy as she could, with her nose rubbing up against her clitoris. I did all I could to stop wanking myself off at the sight of these two very sexy ladies but I had to have a gentle stroke of my cock.
The girls moved about the bed as I watched on. They were licking, sucking and kissing and there were legs, asses, tits and pussies all over the place. They were hugging torsos as they sucked breasts and then, they would be hugging hips as they licked pussies. They leisurely changed positions so naturally, almost seamlessly.
Helka was on the bed with Lisa on top as the girls rolled around into a sixty-nine. I had been watching closely from the chair but not too close, as I would have come all over their bodies. However, I sensed a new command was about to come from Helka.
As she was licking Lisa's pussy hard, she shouted to me, "Vee! Fuck her, just fucking fuck her!!" WOW! Baby, let me at it!
I climbed on to the bed, carefully placing my knees astride Helka's head. She sucked my cock for a moment and fondled my balls as she guided me inside Lisa's pussy. Lisa let out an "aaahhhhh!" as I gently pushed forward, increasing her volume as I pulled back and pushed in again. Her shoulders collapsed onto Helka's pussy, her tongue getting back to work. Helka herself was running her tongue all around Lisa's clit, sometimes breaking away to lick my balls and the underside of my cock as I continued to thrust into Lisa.
My senses were starting to hit a height because of the downward curve of my erect cock. The sensitive underside of my head was rubbing against the front wall of Lisa's pussy, hitting her G-spot. It didn't take many thrusts, with all the licking and sucking, for us all to hit an earth-shattering climax! As the girls' moans became shrieks and screams, my cock exploded in Lisa's pussy and I kept on thrusting, pumping my spunk deep into her, until my hips simply ran out of power.
Our bodies were in freeze frame for a long moment until Lisa collapsed onto Helka, causing my cock to plop out of her pussy. Very quickly, Helka took my softened cock into her mouth and sucked and sucked and licked it until it was clean of my spunk and Lisa's juices. And then, Helka licked Lisa's pussy and her muscles relaxed, releasing a torrent of the mixture of Lisa's and my sex juices. Bloody hell, Helka was so, so, so sexy, I just couldn't believe she was mine! As Lisa rolled around from underneath Helka, their mouths met and they shared the deepest, most passionate, most sloppy kiss I've ever seen.
We managed to lay together, three of us on this single bed, totally worn out from a beautiful lady taking charge of a phenomenal sex session. Sleep came easily for us all. Zzzzzzz ...
