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THE NIGHT OUTTHE NIGHT OUT (set in London, England, circa 1900)By way of introductionPeople today easily accept the fact that some men and women get married to blend in and hide the fact that each is attracted to their own sex. It is common among people who are in the public eye such as politicians, movie stars, singers, etc… One hundred years ago, people probably also got married for the same reasons. I imagined one couple, Helen and Richard, who probably lived their lives without anyone ever knowing.—————————————————————————————————Helen and Richard worked for the same bottle factory and they had met there 15 years ago when they were both in their 30s. Helen supervised a group of women working on an assembly line putting labels on different types of bottles. She was rather plain but in that social class where life was hard, where clothes were simple and make-up out of the question, even women who would have otherwise been regarded as attractive came out as plain. Her husband Richard drove a truck delivering boxes of bottles to surrounding villages and towns. He was a healthy- looking man, quite strong and well-built. When they were married, everyone thought it was a good match although those who knew them were a bit surprised as neither had seemed to court anyone else before they had met.A few weeks after their wedding, Helen and Richard agreed to have separate bedrooms. Sex was not applicable. Neither asked questions on the other’s sexual life. Once or twice a week, they both went out and this is an example of what might have happened. —————————————————————————————————“Meeting the boys at the pub?”, asked Helen nonchalantly.“Yes…I think it’s Harry’s birthday or something”, answered Richard, “I won’t be too late”.“I’ll be helping Minnie with her coverlet”, said Helen without being asked ”she’s having a difficult time of it. I should be back before you but you won’t wake me”, she added. The couple lived near where they worked, in the city’s northern factory district, but where Richard was heading tonight was the other factory area which was east. He didn’t want to be recognized. He boarded the horse-drawn bus which took him after about 30 minutes to a few blocks of his destination. As he got off, he could hear the music from the pubs and the clubs. He rarely frequented the clubs. They were too expensive for his means. The cobblestone streets were somewhat slippery since there had been a shower during the afternoon but although the evening was cloudy, it didn’t feel like rain. The streets were dark except for the lights in front of houses and stores and the alleyways were pitch black. Contrary to popular belief, the area was quite safe since mainly poor people gathered here, and there was nothing to steal. Richard knew the area like the back of his hand. After 9PM nobody knew anyone by name. Richard stopped by his usual pub for the other half of his pint of beer. He looked around the room as soon as his eyes got used to the light. Most customers were workers like him. Nobody fancy here. All men. Everyone was looking for cock. Someone asked him if he had seen a girl called Molly. He hadn’t. He saw in a corner a slightly older man with a mustache who seemed quite handsome. The two men looked at each other for an instant. The man put on his cap. It was a signal even the barman didn’t miss as he gave Richard a wink. After he finished his beer, Richard picked up his cap and left. He walked about 100 yards along the street, lit a hand-rolled cigarette, one of many he carried with him, and stood at the entrance of the alley. Richard was horny and had been all day. He touched his hard cock through his trousers. It was standing upright in his pants like a pipe. Someone was leaving the club but the two men were loud and walked in the opposite direction. As Richard was about to finish his cigarette, a man came out of the pub and stood by the door for a minute looking around. Richard blew some illegal bahis smoke out of the last bit of cigarette he had left. The man touched his cap to show he had seen Richard. Richard could not see his features clearly but he figured it was the man from the pub. The man walked slowly towards Richard who remained at the entrance of the alley. He felt his cock grow even harder. He had played it right. He had showed himself briefly in the pub which was a silent invitation to any man who was looking for sex. The man was only a few feet from the alley when Richard eyes looked down the dark tunnel and saw the silhouette of two other men. As he turned his head, the man from the pub grabbed him by the arm and pushed his slowly into the alley. Richard nodded towards the back alley and he could hear his friend chuckle. Further down the same alley, one man was kneeling in front of another man sucking his cock. Richard and the pub man kissed as the stranger pushed Richard gently against the wet brick wall. Both men had a tremendous hard on. They hugged, hands sliding down their back to their buttocks which they kneaded. Richard could feel the other man’s cock standing against his own. Richard’s cock was about to burst. The man moved his hips against Richard’s and the two cocks began to rub through the cotton trousers. Richard had heard of “frottage”, a technique imported from France, but he had never tried it. The two men were involved in a dominance struggle and continued to kiss passionately as well as rub invisible cocks. Richard noticed that the man’s skin was soft, his face well-shaved, and that he had a hint of an expensive perfume. He was probably not from the working class, thought Richard. The struggle continued as both men pulled the other by the buttocks against his cock. Richard could feel the sweat trickling down his back. Suddenly the moustached man buried his face in Richard’s neck and moaned as he banged his hips one last time again Richard’s crotch. Seconds later the pub man mumbled an apology and walked briskly down the street without turning around. Richard had won the cockfight but his cock had not yet shot its load. The signs of the struggle were that his underpants were quite wet and sticky.—————————————————————————————————When she went out at night, Helen always preferred to wear her soft shoes but because the pavement was wet, she had to wear the ones with the hard heels and they were noisy. It could get cooler on her way back so she had brought a sweater. Helen took the tram which was nearly empty and got off some ten streets later. She pushed the door of the three-storey rooming house. The door was only locked at midnight. Her shoes made a racket on the well-worn stairs. She was happy no one had seen her come in and that the staircase was empty. She stood in front of room no. 33 and knocked three times then a fourth time. She heard the lock turn and the door chain unhooked. A woman a good 10 years older greeted her and took her sweater which she put on the back of a chair.“Don’t forget it”, warned Esther“I won’t”, answered HelenThe two women embraced rather clumsily and laughed a nervous laugh. “It always seems like the first time, doesn’t it”, whispered Esther.Helen’s friend didn’t live in no.33 and not even in that rooming house. She lived with her parents some 15 minutes away. She borrowed the room from a cousin who spent an evening with her own female lover who lived in the nicer part of town. Esther and Helen had the room until midnight but they never stayed that late. Every visit had the same ritual. Esther went into the bathroom and closed the door. Helen took off her clothes which she folded and put on a table. When she was naked, she slipped under the covers of the bed. After turning the oil lamp off, she knocked on the side table. Esther came out also naked and slipped under the covers. Esther always undid her bun and let her hair drop to her shoulders. Helen always kept her hair the way it was. The two women youwin always kissed and felt each other’s breasts for a few minutes before Helen pushed the covers off the bed. The two lesbians intertwined their legs and continued kissing but could move more freely without the covers. Knees were replaced with hands. Fingers probed cunt lips and rubbed thick pubic hair on wet skin making a strange but familiar sound. Esther was always the first to slide her head between her lover’s thighs and lick her large red cunt lips, slipping her hands under Helen’s plump asscheeks. Helen moaned when Esther reached her clit and began to suck on it, her lips gathering their share of pubic hair in the process. Esther sucked on Helen’s button until her lover put her hands on her head which was the signal to stop. Helen was always careful not to have an orgasm too soon. To someone watching, their lovemaking appeared mechanical and rehearsed, their movements clumsy and brusque. There was a reason to it: the two women were not in their own bed, were afraid of being discovered, and were convinced they were doing something wrong, even sinful but that they couldn’t stop doing it. Men lusting for men were more self-assured, lesbians were scared. Helen took over the lovemaking as Esther lay on her back with her legs wide open. Richard’s wife began to lick Esther’s wavy cunt lips and penetrated her love canal with her hard tongue. Esther bent her knees and undulated her hips in sync with Helen’s tongue-work. When Helen felt Esther’s clit was hard enough, she mounted her lover, picking small strands of pubic hair from her lips and throwing them aside. The two lovers probed each other’s mouth with their tongue and whispered dirty words into each other’s ear. Helen began to move her hips against Esther’s, making sure cunt lips were rubbing against cunt lips. She moved sideways, up and down, until both cunts were wide open. Both women gasped as their clits touched. Helen was in charge and knew how to move to achieve the highest pleasure. She teased Esther, who was moaning loudly, by kissing her instead of fucking her. She didn’t want the whole floor to hear their lovemaking. For the next few minutes, Helen moved her clit close to Esther’s love button but without touching it. Esther tried to move so that the ultimate contact was made. Helen suddenly put her hand over Esther’s mouth and humped her lover hard, even lifting her cunt and slamming it against Esther’s. Helen removed her hand only after Esther’s orgasmic scream had been muffled. Both women were soaked from their waist down to their knees. —————————————————————————————————Richard decided to leave the area mainly visited by the workers and move slowly uptown a few streets where there was more a mixture of upper class and working class. On the narrow street he had reached, which was adjacent to a medium-size park, was where most of the meetings were carried out. The action often took place somewhere else, in carriages, in the bushes of the park, in alleyways, or even in rooms rented by tenants looking for extra cash. All the men walking that street were lusting after other men. Richard followed a group of people, workers and top-hatters, as they were called, to the back of a large building, quite hidden from the street traffic.Richard was getting hornier and hornier. “I hear dark boys are doing each other in next building”, whispered a man into Richard’s ear. Voyeurs often gathered in empty buildings to watch special shows.“I saw some last week, but thanks”, answered Richard“I need a piss”, said the man, a worker like himself but a good 15 years older.“So do I”, added Richard, “Follow me”.The two men walked another block and found an abandoned building. They turned the corner and stood side by side to piss. Richard had a hard on and the older man’s cock was half-hard. Richard was not eager to engage with this older man. Luckily others joined them, and each man stood and moved so that everyone had a good look youwin giriş at everyone, face, body and cock.The older man and another man walked to the building where the show was on.One man caught Richard’s eye (one must remember it is late evening) when he moved under one of the building lights. He wore a wide-brim fedora, a white shirt unbuttoned halfway down to his waist, a narrow mustache and a small goatee. He may have been a bit younger than Richard and there was instant chemistry between them. The fedora man took out his cock to piss while Richard, although his tank was empty, did the same just to show his tool. Both men began to stroke their cock which hardened quickly. The younger man put his cock back into his trousers and walked between the two buildings where there was a narrow alleyway which hid a few enclaves, probably used in the old days to put garbage containers. Men familiar with the area knew that these enclaves were like very small rooms ideal for some privacy during sex. Richard followed the younger man. Sensing the two men were going to engage, the voyeurs left the pissing area (a favorite place for cock-viewing) and followed Richard into the alley. The man with the goatee was already half-undressed when Richard stepped into the enclave. Within a few minutes, both men were naked. Usually men looking for a quick suck remained dressed except for their cock showing through their fly. Some dropped their pants around their ankles but rarely more than that. The voyeurs were on cloud nine as they knew the men would fuck. Richard and his young friend kissed and fondled each other’s naked body. The young man was obviously there to be taken and he was on all fours in front of Richard who buried his face between the man’s round white asscheeks. Richard’s cock moved up and down with each breath taken. The young bitch was just as horny and showed the voyeurs a short but very stiff rod. Richard wasted little time. He held his cock in position and pushed it in slowly but without stopping. The bitch screamed his pleasure as he felt Richard’s long hard rod penetrate him fully. The voyeurs watched the men’s balls swinging back and forth as Richard, his legs wide open, fucked his bitch to the fullest. There were so many men watching that one could not see the couple from the alleyway. As voyeurs became more and more excited by the fuck, crotches were groped, asses grabbed, kisses exchanged, and a few cocks stroked or sucked. Richard shot his load as both men screamed their pleasure. As soon as Richard slipped his cock out of his lover, the voyeurs disappeared as quickly as they had gathered and the two men who were fucking a few minutes ago were dressed and walking in different directions into the misty air and oily smell of old warehouses. —————————————————————————————————Their successful lovemaking had given them some boldness.“That was a big fuck”, whispered Esther, who never used dirty words“Yes it was”, agreed Helen“My cousin wants me to join her and her lover for some ..you know…”, whispered Esther again.“Are you going to ?”, asked Helen, showing little emotion“I haven’t decided yet”, answered Esther“I prefer one on one”, stated Helen“I think I will stick to that also”, reassured EstherEsther got up and went into the bathroom to dress. Helen dressed in the bedroom and put the sheets back on the bed and knocked on the side table.Esther came out and the two women kissed each other on the cheeks. “We’ll have the room again in a week or two”, said Esther smiling and making a face.“I’ll look forward to it”, said Helen, as she opened the door and walked down to the main floor and out of the building.—————————————————————————————————Richard took his shoes off as he walked down the hallway and saw that Helen was sleeping in her room. He wondered for a moment what Helen would say if she knew what he had been up to. Helen pretended to sleep when Richard walked into his room across the hall. She put her fingers on her cunt and teased her clit as she tried to imagine what it would be like to sleep with two women at the same time. Then she remembered she had left her sweater in the cousin’s room. THE END
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