Chapter 11

Then I decided to pay Helga a visit. I hadn't seen her in two years, but I remembered her good fucking. I called her in St. Paul and she was so glad to hear from me that I thought she was gonna come through the telephone.

"Johnny," she shouted, "it's good" to hear from you. I thought you'd forgotten your Helga."

"No way," I told her, "I'm gonna fly up today."

I'll meet you at the airport." Helga said. "Which airline are you taking?"

"I'm not, I'm flying myself," I said arrogantly.

"You can fly now?" Helga asked incredulously.

"That's right," I answered, "I'm a qualified charter pilot.'

"How wonderful," she said, "hurry and get here, I'm anxious to see you."

Five hours later I was taxiing down the runway at St. Paul airport. Helga was standing next to the gate, wearing a mini-skirt. Her big, creamy thighs started me remembering and my cock started getting a hard-on.

When I walked over to her, Helga ran straight into my arms. She wrapped her huge loveliness around my body, and my cock jumped erect.

"Oh Johnny," she whispered in my ear when my cock plunged between her thighs. Her mouth met mine and our lips clung to each other in a long passionate tongue-filled kiss.

"If we keep this up," I told her, "I'm gonna get it on right here in the airport."

"I'll take you home then, she said, "I don't like audiences."

She was driving a red Mustang convertible which was a complete change from Chicago. In those days she drove a Chevrolet coupe.

"How's your father?" I asked her.

"He died last year," she said softly.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I told her.

"He was an old man," she said, "and he missed mother."

"How's it been otherwise?" I asked.

"I've been doing well," she said, "I'm teaching at the University now."

"That's great r I said.

"It is nice," she said.

When we got to the house, the door was opened by a younger version of Helga.

'This is my baby sister, Astrid," Helga said. "We live together."

"How do you do?" I said.

"I'm happy to meet you," Astrid replied. "Helga has told me all about you."

"Everything?" I asked.

"Astrid knows all about us," Helga told me.

'I can see why my big Sis flipped over you," Astrid said smiling.

The house was huge. It had to be; the old man Johnson had managed to pump six boys and four girls out of his wife, before she stopped making babies. All the others were married and strung out all across the country. Helga and Astrid were the only members of the family still living in St. Paul.

Helga fixed one of her big dinners and it was like old times.

"What have you been doing, Johnny?" she asked.

"I'm a thief," I told her.

"Johnny!" Helga exclaimed. "That's dangerous."

I think it's exciting," Astrid said.

"Exciting maybe," Helga said to Astrid, "but he could go to prison."

"Not a chance," I said, "I'm too careful."

"If you keep it up," Helga said, "one day you'll make a mistake."

"I'm not greedy," I told her, "I only pull jobs when I need cash."

"Well, you can stop now," Helga said, "I have more money now then I'll ever spend, so you don't need to be a thief anymore."

"Helga told me you fly," Astrid said, changing the subject.

"Yes I do," I replied.

"That's exciting," Astrid said. "I've never been in a private mane."

"Tell you what?" I said. I'll take both of you ladies up tomorrow."

"I'd like that, Johnny," Helga said.

"Well, if you'll excuse me," Astrid said, "I have to work tomorrow, so I'm gonna turn in."

"Goodnight," I told her.

After Astrid left, Helga and I went into the living room. I sat in a studded chair and pulled her onto my lap. Our mouths met instantly. Her tongue leaped into mine, and I tasted her Nordic sweetness.

Her skirt pulled up around her hips, and her hair-covered cunt was in full view. I wasn't surprised, Helga never wore underclothes when I was around. I captured her sweet love box, and I started twisting and caressing her clit.

"Oh, Johnny, she purred in my ear, "Oh, God! I've missed you."

"That's mutual," I told her.

I fingered her clit until her cunt was well lubricated. Helga unzipped my pants and took my member in her hands. She started jacking me off, and shivers of joy swept over me. After about three minutes of this action, I told her, "Let's get it on."

Helga stood up and pulled her dress off. I saw those big fine tits and thighs, and laughed deep down in my throat.

"Hurry, Johnny!" she told me.

In less time than it takes to tell, I was bare ass. Helga fell to her knees and swept my cock into her mouth. She drew it deep into her throat, and gobbled and sucked on it, driving me out of my mind. I locked my fingers in her hair, and held on for dear life. I could hear slurping sounds as Helga blew my joint. Then I shot my nuts off. Helga clamped her lips down on my cock and in just minutes it was standing tall again. When my weapon was hard again, I shoved Helga gently down on the rug and slammed my cock into her wet and ready cunt. I drove my cock into that sweet twat, and wild ioy raced all through me.

"Oh, Johnny," Helga moaned, "fuck me, fuck your Helga."

I did what my teacher told me to. I slammed my cock into her hot cunt again and again. Helga locked her fine long legs around my waist and lifted her butt clear off the floor. She sent her pussy smashing against me again and again.

"Fuck, Johnny," she purred, "fuck, fuck!"

The more Helga purred in my ear, the more I tried to shove my cock all the way to her throat. Helga's butt stayed off the rug; she twisted and shook that big fine ass and drove me out of my mind. I gulped one of her tits into my mouth and started working on the nipple.

"Oh, Johnny," she groaned, "it's so good."

Her hands flew across my body, and their red hot touch urged me on. I smashed my cock into her cunt, and she squealed with delight. Then her cunt was filling with come as she exploded in a twisting, shaking climax. I kept riving my cock into her love channel, and she screamed her delight again and again. Then I shot my nuts off; Helga's pussy grabbed my cock, and milked all my come from me.

We were laying on the floor when I told Helga, "I want to fuck Astrid."

"I knew you would," she said softly, "I told her it would happen."

"God damn,' I exclaimed, "you're something else, honey."

"Let's go upstairs," Helga said, "she's waiting for us."

"Astrid was in the master bedroom, bare ass naked. She smiled when we walked in.

"My God!" she exclaimed, "he'll kill me. But it's a wonderful way to die."

I didn't waste any time getting the action started. I jumped into the bed and knelt between Astrid's milky white thighs. Her body was younger and firmer than Helga's; whose body was ripe and full, and soft as a comforter. I drove my cock into Astrid's cunt; it was already well lubricated. She had watched the scene between me and Helga, and this had got her hot as hell in the process.

Astrid locked her legs around my neck, and slammed her cunt up against me. Each time my cock dove into her cunt, my nuts slapped against her ass, sending pleasure racing all through me. Astrid was ready alright, and she became a wild woman. She worked her ass like a piston; her cunt was tight as a glove, and it gripped my cock like one.

I called Helga over to the bed, and took a tit in my mouth. I sucked on that tit, and slid my nana between her thighs. I grabbed her clit, and started finger fucking her.

"Oh, Johnny," Helga moaned.

"Fuck me, Johnny,' Astrid begged.

I smashed my cock into Astrid's cunt, and sucked Helga's ripe tit. My finger dove into Helga's cunt and she purred her delight. Then I shot my nuts off again, and filled Astrid's cunt with come. She squealed with ioy and smashed her cunt against my cock. I Kept driving my cock into her come-filled cunt and she cried for more.

"Fuck, sweet man," she cried, "fuck your Astrid."

Then she erupted into wild savage motion and filled her cunt with her own come.

"Oh sweet man," Astrid shouted, "Oh God, it's so good."

"Oh, my sweet Johnny," Helga purred again and again; then my fingers were' covered with come as Helga spilled her love juice.

I spent a month in St. Paul and the fucking was out of sight. Helga and Astrid were the wildest fucking chicks I ever had in the sack. I bought a polaroid so I could have some pictures for Ethel to add Astrid and Helga to my collection.